That night I didn't sleep well. My husband had had hard sex with me twice, and made me flirt with my sisters son. My pussy was sore, and my ass was throbbing. I tried to lay still in bed for the pain to pass.
The pain in my body was bearable, but the pain in my soul was horrible!
When I was a little girl, and as I grew, my mother told me that one day, when I marry, I would have to suffer, that I would have to bear the burden of being a woman in this world. That I would have to bear my husbands needs. That he would want me, but that if I was to be a good woman, that I should not let the temptation of sex take me on the road to ruin!
The first months, and years, I really enjoyed having sex with my husband, but as we had our second child, and as she got a little older, my mother took me aside at church, and reminded me of what she'd been telling me.
She pointed out some verses from the scriptures, she told me what her mother had told her, and then she said that it was time to stop having sex with my husband! She said that if I didn't do it now, that it would be too late, and that he would take me down a road that I couldn't come back from! She said that men were insatiable, and that if they had it their way, that they would ruin a woman!
She gave me a red braid out of wool for me to wear on my wrist, to keep the daemons away from getting to my soul. I always wore that braid, and the first few months, after she revealed to me the truth about men, I fought very hard. I fought the lust that I felt deep inside myself, the need that I felt for my husband in bed. The need that I knew now, that he had cursed me with!
I had conquered the lustful passion, I had started to live my life on the right path. I talked to my mother often, I confided in my priests, and I felt righteous!
Not that long after my successfully finding the path to Ascension, had my troubles at home begun.
My husband kept constantly talking to people, our friends, about my refusal to have sex with him. They couldn't understand me, because most of them never went to church, and their parents had raised them differently
I had my good luck charm, my red braid of pure wool, I had my convictions and there was no turning back!
That early morning, as I woke up my husband was already gone, on the nightstand laid out was one of my housecoats and a mini red bikini. I looked at the garments from my bed, and racing through my mind were the memories of what he had made me do, and did to me yesterday and last night!
As I lay there, I remembered the game in the pool with the children, the evening as I served coffee, the night in the hot tub, and then the pounding of my ass as my nephew watched it all from the hall!
I was breathing hard, but not from the pain in my soul, but from the throbbing in my pussy! I started to ooze into the bedspread!
I got out of bed, naked I went to the kitchen and made myself coffee, as I held the hot cup in my hands, I pressed my bare ass against the cold slab of the counter. As I looked over the room, I could see myself flirting with my nephew, I could see him pressing his stiff cock up my bare ass, as he was handing me the cups.
My drool was running down my legs as I relived those moment from last night. I took a deep breath and confronted all of the objections that rose to my mind about why all of that was wrong.
As they passed through my mind, I remembered what my husband had told me; no one is going to know any of what we do, we are not hurting anyone, that he loves me, and that everything was going to be all right!
As I reminded myself of his words, I touched my mother's charm around my wrist; no, she must never find out about what I am doing! Not her, nor anyone we know can know, what my husband does to me!
I slowly sipped at my coffee, I had gained my balance for today, and everything was really going to be all right!
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As I stood in the kitchen I heard a sound from the guest room, my nephew was up. I really loved him, as if he was my own son. I had taken care of him when he was a baby, I had watched him grow into this wonderful boy, and now we were grown up, together and almost alone in the house.
I went upstairs to the bedroom, still naked I met him in the hall, his morning wood was impressive in his boxers, I even think that I saw it twitch as he saw me naked in front of him.
I ignored his stare and asked him how he had slept, I stood in the doorway to my bedroom, my side to him, so that all of my treasures were out of plain sight. as he looked at my cup, I asked him if he wanted some, and I told him to wait for me to get dressed and that we would go to the kitchen.
As I entered the room, he stood in the doorway watching me, my clothes were laid out, but still I went to my closet and purposefully pulled out some of the slutty ones that I had, to show him. I could see his eyes grow as I rummaged through my wardrobe. I finally reached for, and slipped on the garment my husband had laid out for me. Barely covering my hips, the rag showed everything that I had! My husband wanted me to be a slut in front of my nephew today. I know what a slut is, so I played my part.
Before leaving the bedroom, I did some searching through the lower drawers letting my nephew see what was in store for him today. I moved over to the dresser, put a knee up on the seat and looked through the jewelry box. As I posed there searching, my nephew was eying my box! I asked him to come over and help me look, he took the few steps and positioned himself against my ass! With a twitch to my buttocks, his cock slipped into the groove of my ass crack. We stood there in silence for a few moments, when I continued to talk to him, hypocritically ignoring the reality of the situation.
I let him stand there behind me, with his dick trapped between my ass cheeks, till I felt a twitch in his cock. I moved us out of my room and into the kitchen. On the way down, we cooled off a bit, I put the pot on, and he helped me reach for the cup, again. Brushing my fingers against his hard-on, I stood in front of the stove waiting for the water. He followed me in step, as I stood there, he gingerly slipped his hand between my legs!
I could feel his fingers slipping along my slit in all of the drool oozing from my pussy! His hand effortlessly slipped in and out of my crack, slicking its way from the front, between my legs, and up my ass. I stood there chatting as I made the coffee, as he touched me, the way a nephew never should!
Like my husband, he didn't need me to tell him if it was OK, for him to be doing what he was doing, my pussy said everything!
I had him sit at the table to drink his coffee, As he sat down, I stood right next to him, allowing his fingers free access to roam as they would, as I played with his hair. He drank his coffee slowly, as I continued to chatt with him!
As he slipped a couple of fingers deep into me, I asked him how his mother was treating him, was she good to him? I asked him if he liked his stay at our house, as I felt him churn the insides of my pussy with his fingers! I told him that he was to be very careful as not to speak to other people about the way that we live in our house, and as he promised that he wouldn't say a word, I could see his cock explode inside his boxers.
I knelt in front of him, pushed him back in the chair, pushed down his boxers and told him to relax and that I would clean off his spill, so as not to leave a stain.
He closed his eyes as he leaned back in the chair, kneeling between his legs, I held on to his strong thighs, as I sucked his slimy cock into my mouth. He was still spurting as I sucked him in, I made a vacuum, closing my mouth tightly around his shaft and head. The wet sensation of my mouth, sent up another load of cum. I held his hot cock in my mouth, it jumped and jerked, oozed, until he calmed down.
As I felt it relax, I started cleaning him off. I collected every drop of his sweet cum with my tongue and mouth as he looked down on me. I smiled at him and told him to be careful not to leave stains when he was visiting someone's house. He looked down at me with a smile; I told him to come to me when he feels that he's going to make a mess, and that as his aunt, I would take care of that for him!
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We were still catching our breath when my kids came down for breakfast. My nephew helped me in the kitchen, by keeping my pussy stoppered with his fingers so that it wouldn't leak, as I tended to the kids meal.
While the children ate, I stood next to my nephew, talking about the little things and he took liberties with my dripping crotch!
After breakfast, we went out to the pool, with everything that has happened I didn't bother with my bating suit, my husband wanted me to be a slut for my nephew!
I called him over to spread some lotion on me as I lay on the towel in the sun. He came over, his trunks tenting as he started to massage the cream into my skin.
