A Family Changed Forever Forgiven

This is the 3rd chapter of my story. I started writing this over a decade ago, but life got busy. You will need to read the first 2 chapters to fully understand where this story begins and how we got to this point in time. The events are mostly true with a little embellishment for entertainment. Everyone is an adult in this story. The names have been changed to protect the guilty.

"Heather, we need to talk." I said.

"What's up honey?" She replied.

"Now that we have several hours before Claire gets home, I need to admit something to you. I know about you and Ben. I know you've been sneaking down to the basement at night and fucking our son."

I was surprised by my choice of words. I had planned to remain calm, but as the words came out of my mouth, unresolved anger boiled up and added some emphasis to the word "fucking" and my voice grew louder

My wife looked at me with her eyes wide and started to try to deny it. I cut her off as soon as she said my name. "No." I said loudly. "I'm talking right now. I know on the nights I would take my sleeping pill that you would meet Ben in the basement. one night I lied to you about taking it and faked being asleep. After you left the bedroom and didn't come back for a long time, I got worried and came looking for you. I heard something in the bedroom and when I quietly opened the door, I saw you on top of Ben...riding his cock. just so you know, I never took a sleeping pill again. So I know every night that you fucked our son."

My wife had tears in her eyes and a horrified expression on her face. "Honey..."

"NO! You don't get to call me that anymore." I yelled

"Mike, I'm so sorry for hurting you. I don't know what's wrong with me. I can't find the words to explain what has been going on for the past few months. I knew it was wrong but couldn't stop myself."

I had tears in my eyes as well. For a few minutes we just looked at each other, neither saying a word. I wanted to know what my wife would do next, so I waited for her to speak. I could tell her mind was spinning.

"Wait. If you knew, why didn't you say anything or stop us? Why would you let me do that?"

It was there that I had a choice. I could continue this mind game I had started with her out of anger, which would probably lead to the end of our marriage, or I could open the door to honesty and forgiveness. here's the thing that everyone reading this needs to understand. I love my wife. I've loved her for so many years that I can't imagine not being her husband. So I chose honesty.

"Why didn't I stop you? Because you aren't the only one that has been keeping a secret all summer." I stated calmly and with more compassion in my voice.

I went on to tell her about what happened the night I saw her with Ben in the basement. About panicking and grabbing my gun while looking for her. How Lauren stopped me before I opened the door. I told her that Lauren explained to me what she saw the night Heather gave in to desire on the couch with Ben.

My wife looked horrified. "Oh my god she yelled. Lauren saw us? Lauren knows?" My wife started sobbing uncontrollably. "What have I done?" She cried. "This is a nightmare and this time it's all my fault."

My heart broke watching my wife in such despair. I moved closer and hugged her.

I rubbed her back and soothed her as I whispered in her ear. "This didn't start because of you. This isn't your fault. I need you to know that I forgive you, but more importantly I need you to know why I forgive you and listen to the story I need to tell you. After that, if you can forgive me, you and I can figure out what comes next."

My wife pulled back from me and looked at me with a puzzled expression. But she had processed my words and she stopped sobbing and said, "What story?"

I held nothing back. I was completely honest with her. I started by telling her that after Lauren told me what she saw on the couch, that I went back downstairs and peaked in the door

"I did see you and Ben that night. but you weren't fucking. You were making love to each other. I watched you for longer than any normal husband would. I watched you cum twice on his cock in the span of a few minutes. I didn't feel the urge to barge in. I was actually turned on by it. Shocked...hurt...but mostly turned on."

I paused my story and Heather asked me if that was my secret. "Is that your secret? That you like to watch us? Did you let us continue so you could watch us?"

"No." I said. "That is the only night I watched you. Please just listen to the very end."

Heather nodded with a confused look on her face.

I then proceeded to tell my wife what happened next. How when I went back upstairs, Lauren was waiting for me. How Lauren and I talked about what you and Ben were doing. I then went into some detail about how Lauren and I started kissing and how I lifted her into the bed and made passionate love with her.

I paused again to read my wife's face. Her eyes were wide open and mouth slightly agape. But she said nothing. I started to tell her that Lauren left our room and I pretended to be asleep before...

"Stop." My wife interrupted me.

"You made love to our daughter?" She asked in an accusatory tone.

"Yes", I shamefully said hardly able to look at her.

"While I was making love to our son on the other end of the house?"

"Yes", I replied softly.

We were both quiet for a few minute when I finally spoke again. "There's more I need to tell you. I have been..."

But my wife interrupted me. "I want you to tell me what happened between you and Lauren."

"I told you that already." I reminded her.

"No, I want you to tell me what exactly happened...in detail." Heather said with a pleading tone.

"Everything?" I asked in shock.

"Everything." she confirmed.

There was a strange look in my wife's eyes that I was very familiar with. There was a fire starting in her eyes.

"Ok." I said.

I went into explicit detail about what Lauren and I did that night. Every detail of kissing my daughter and how it felt when our daughter took every inch of my cock in her mouth and swallowed every drop of cum.

I watched my wife squirm a bit and could see her neck start to redden from excitement as I told her how I kissed every inch of Lauren and how much she liked it when I put both her nipples in my mouth. Heather let out a soft moan when I told her that I went down on Lauren and made her cum on my face.

After I told her about then getting hard again and making love to our daughter while passionately kissing her the entire time and how mazing it felt to fill her pussy with my cum, my wife put her hand on my knee and said softly. "I changed my mind. I don't want you to tell me anymore."

"I'm sorry", I said. "I went too far. I saw that look on your face and thought you wanted the explicit details"

"This look?" She asked, as the fire in my wife's eyes intensified while her face moved closer to mine.

"I don't want you to tell me...I want you to show me. Mike, I want you to pretend I am Lauren and show me what you did to her."

I couldn't really believe what my wife was asking me to do. I mean we had done plenty of role playing during our years of marriage, but this was completely beyond that. My story apparently had my wife extremely turned on and admittedly I was also horny as hell after replaying that night in my head.

So, I gave into lust and stood my wife up and kissed her just like I did Lauren that first night. I then picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist as I walked to bedroom while passionately kissing her. We fell onto the bed and quickly ripped our clothes off.

Then my wife grinned at me and said. "Daddy, I want to suck your cock." I moaned as my wife wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock and slowly moved down the shaft. doing her best to take every inch of my cock. I happily played along with the role playing

"Yes, baby. Suck daddy's cock." My wife couldn't deep throat me like Lauren did, but I didn't care. It felt amazing. My wife was pretending to be my daughter and doing her best to take it all. She locked her eyes on mine as she licked the shaft of my pulsing cock. "Your cock tastes so good daddy. Do you want to cum in my mouth, daddy? "

"God yes!" I implored.

Then she stroked my cock with her hand while sucking the top 3 inches with vigor. She was moaning so erotically that it didn't take me long to finish.

My wife knows when I'm about to cum. Unlike how she normally lets me cum on her lips and doesn't swallow, this time she stuffed my cock as far as she could in her mouth as I released spasm after spasm of cum. To her credit, she played the role of my daughter perfectly as she drained and swallowed every last drop of cum from my cock.

"Holy shit angel!" I made sure to use the pet name that I only call Lauren. "That was fucking incredible!"

"God daddy, your cum is delicious. Here let me show you"

My wife had skillfully kept the last bit of my cum in her mouth and crawled up on top of me and kissed me with fiery lust. As my mouth opened to take her tongue, she shared my own cum with me. I moaned in ecstasy as our tongues played with it in my mouth.

Between the erotic kiss and my wife's soaking pussy grinding on my semi hard cock, my cock started to come back to full life.

My wife broke this kiss and said, "Wow daddy. Are you ready for round two already?"

I was, but I answered, "Not until I get to taste my angel's honey." In one quick motion I rolled my wife on her back. with me on top of her, I began kissing my way down her body. Starting with her neck and ears. Hitting all the spots I know she loves.

Heather kept moaning with every kiss, nibble, stroke of my tongue. Constantly saying "Yes daddy. Daddy, that feels so good."

She squealed with pleasure as I pressed her breasts together, so her nipples were touching and I sucked them both into my mouth. Running my tongue over her areolas and nipples. It drove her crazy. So much so that she started begging.

"Daddy please. My pussy is on fire! Please don't make me wait another second."

Her hands were on my head applying pressure towards her aching pussy. I took my time kissing my way down her belly, building up her desire. I teased her outer labia with my tongue causing her to squirm to try to get my mouth where she desperately needed it.

"Daddy, you are driving me crazy"

I licked between her lips and savored the flavor of her juices. "mmmm," I moaned as my wife let out an audible gasp of relief. "Yes daddy!"

I love the taste of my wife. Where my daughter's pussy has a subtle taste that is mainly sweet, my wife's has a stronger flavor that is both sweet and a bit musky. I caught myself wondering if our son loves the taste of this pussy as much as I do.

After playfully fucking her pussy with my tongue, I licked up her slit and found the spot she really wanted my mouth on.

"Fuck yes daddy!" she screamed as I sucked her clit between my lips and started to flick the most sensitive spot with my tongue.

Her hips started to buck against my face and her hands were holding me tightly against her pussy as she was moaning uncontrollably. "Yes daddy...yes...oh my god. I'm going to cum on my dad's face!"

And then I felt it. Her body tensed up as the orgasm overcame her. She screamed a guttural "UUNNGGHH," as the giant wave of pleasure tore through her. Her hands collapsed to her sides and her body completely relaxed and she panted trying to catch her breath.

I gently kissed her clit a couple times causing her body to twitch.

"Too sensitive daddy." She said, barely audible.

I crawled up her body so my face was inches from her. "My daughter's pussy tastes like honey. Let me show you."

She smiled as I closed the last few inches between us and kissed her slowly at first, but with quickly growing intensity. My face was covered with my wife's juices and my wife eagerly licked my face clean while we kissed. "mmmm, I do taste good daddy."

I was fucking hard as a rock by then. I positioned my cock tip to the entrance of her pussy and easily slid into her. We both moaned in pleasure

"Fuck me daddy. Fuck your angel's tight pussy." Was all she could say before I began kissing her just like I had kissed our daughter.

I imagined my daughter's tight pussy as I fucked my wife slowly at first. My wife's pussy still felt great even if was clearly looser from being stretched all summer by our son's thick cock. But I could hit deeper than our son, and my wife's eyes went wide when I pressed into with extra force and was deeper inside her than she was used to. She moaned in my mouth as her eyes closed and she repositioned her hips to give me easier access to the deepest parts of her pussy.

She broke the kiss long enough to say, "Oh daddy, you're so deep. It feels incredible."

I pressed my mouth to her and started fucking her with long full strokes of my cock. harder....deeper...faster. We were both building towards an orgasm quickly. she was sucking on my tongue as I felt her pussy squeeze down on my cock. My wife, who was pretending to be our daughter, was going to cum on my cock. My wife normally only can cum on my cock if she's riding me. It drove me crazy to know she was as into this as I was...maybe more so. Her nails dug into my back as her climax started. It was too much for me as well. I quickly escalated to my own orgasm. our kiss broke and my wife screamed, "I'm cumming daddy. I'm cumming so hard on my dad's cock!" I started unleashing my own cum inside her convulsing pussy. moaning, "Fuck angel. Daddy is cumming inside you. Daddy is filling your pussy,"

"I can feel it daddy. I can feel you cumming." she said smiling contently.

I collapsed in pleasure filled exhaustion. I barely had the strength to roll off her. I was spent. My wife rolled on her side, so she was pressed against me and laid her head on my chest. She rubbed her fingers lightly across my chest while we caught our breaths.

My mind was swimming. What the hell had just happened? Less than a couple hours ago, I had started a conversation with Heather that I thought would be the start of the end of my marriage. But now I was recovering from the best sex I've had with my wife since when we were first married, and it was because my wife was pretending to be our daughter. What in the literal fuck?!

"Am I a horrible person?" My wife whispered, not ready to look at me as her eyes were watching her hand caress my chest.

"No honey, you are not a horrible person."

"Are we horrible parents?" she asked.

"Maybe," I admitted. "That probably depends on what we do from here and if we end up helping our kids through this or just screwing them up."

"What do we do from here?" Heather asked in a pleading tone.

"I don't know...yet."

We were both quiet for a while when I asked. "Do you still want to be my wife?"

My wife's head lifted and she looked at me with a look of shock.

"Of course I want to be your wife. That has never changed and never will. You are my life. I know things have been a mess lately, but never once have I doubted my love for you."

"You wouldn't rather be with our son?"

"Oh my god, no. I love our son, but he isn't my soulmate. I know this will be hard to understand considering the events of the past few months, but it isn't like that. Let me turn that question around and ask you. Do you still want to be my husband?"

"Always." I replied

"Would you rather be with our daughter than me?"

"No, it's not like that." I repeated the phrase she just used.

"Exactly!" my wife exclaimed.

My wife gave me a soft kiss and then rested her head back on my chest.

"Look", my wife spoke, "Ben and Lauren aren't scheduled to be back home for a couple months when fall break hits. That gives us some time to figure things out and work on fixing the damage I caused us the past few months."

"We both caused it.". I corrected.

"Maybe," she said softly, "but I started it. So let me be the one to start mending us." Her hand was caressing lower down my belly and across my limp cock that was still covered in both of our cum.

"What are you doing." I asked.

"I'm your wife and you're my husband. I love you more than anything. No more role playing.... for now, anyway. (Clearly, she had enjoyed that as much as I had). But you need to know that something changed in me that night we were robbed. It unlocked something that I don't think I can lock back up." She was caressing my upper thighs and my cock as she talked to me. "Let's make one promise that we never break going forward."

"I'm listening," I said.

"No more secrets or lies. Full disclosure with each other on everything. Including communication we have with Ben and Lauren, and whatever we decide to do going forward, we decide together as a family. All four of us have to be in agreement."

"That's two promises." I said sarcastically. She lightly smacked my cock playfully.

"Fine. two promises." she said.

"I promise." I replied honestly. "You realize that could make for some complications."

"Not near as complicated as us sneaking around fucking our kids in secret all summer." she retorted.

"Good point." I replied. "So now what?"

"For now, I work on us, my gorgeous husband. I'd forgotten how much I love this cock." She said as she took it fully in her hand and gave it a full stroke and then she moved her head to my cock and started to suck it.

"Baby, I think I'm spent", I said with a moan while she swirled her tongue around the tip of my cock.

"I'll be the judge of that. mmmm, we taste so good." she said as she sucked every bit of my flaccid cock into her mouth. She played with me for several minutes and then to my surprise, my cock sprang to life. My wife was sucking my cock with passion, and it was really turning me on. She wanted to do this. She wanted me. She wasn't role playing anymore, she was doing her best to make her husband feel amazing, and it was working. I could feel my third orgasm starting build in my balls. My wife could sense it. She looked up at me and asked..."Do you trust me?"

"With my life." I moaned.

"Then relax and let me do this." She said lovingly.

"Do what?" I asked with anticipation.

Her mouth wrapped back around my cock as she started sucking with more pressure and pace. My orgasm was building, but I wasn't sure I could finish after two huge orgasms so recently. That's when I felt my wife's hand on my balls and then lower and her middle finger (which she had just coated with her own pussy juices while fingering herself) pressed into my asshole. Now let me be clear. I have never been much of an ass-play man. This was the first time anything had gone in my ass. My eyes must have been as big as saucers. I started to say, "what the fu..." When my wife's fingertip hit a spot inside me that shot a pulse of pleasure through my entire body. I still don't know what that spot is, but as my wife rubbed it, my head flew back into the pillow and I screamed out in pleasure as my cock erupted in her mouth. It was an orgasm, but not like any orgasm I've ever had before. Almost a full body explosion. I might have blacked out for a second or two. That's how powerful it was.

My wife was grinning from ear to ear as she cuddled up next to me. "Thank you for trusting me." she said.

"What the hell was that? " I panted.

"Something I've wanted to try on you for a while." she cooed.

"Where did you ever get that idea?"

"Our son taught me." she said in a flirtatious tone.

"Holy shit, are you serious?" I asked, surprised.

"Honey, our son is not as innocent as we thought he was." She said smiling.

"Clearly. sounds like we've both got some stories to share."

"Yes, we do." My wife giggled. "But we've got some time between now and when they come back home to share them."

"I really am sorry for not being honest with you, Mike."