DISCLAIMER: No, this story is not real. Hell, it might not even sound realistic. The people are real (although the names have been changed), but that's about it. I'm not big on build-up or character development, so if that's what you're looking for, prepare to be disappointed. I hope you enjoy it, but if you don't I probably won't lose any sleep over it...
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As Greg heard the cab pulling into the driveway he went to the front door to meet his wife. Serena had gone to bed, so he had been keeping himself up until Wendy got home from her girls' night out. He was quite certain that she would want to stay up to watch the tape of Greg fucking her daughter, and he was hopeful that he would wind up getting some action as a result of it.
Wendy stumbled up the stairs, noticeably drunk, and then wrapped her arms around Greg, pulling him in for a passionate kiss. He reached down and grabbed her by the ass, picking her up off the ground. She wrapped her legs around him and he carried her inside, closing and locking the door behind them. He led her into the bedroom, where he tossed her onto the bed.
"So?" she asked as he stood over her, removing his clothes. "Did you do it?"
"Did I do what?" he asked innocently.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about," she said. "Did you fuck her?"
"Right where you're sitting," he said, pulling off the last piece of clothing he had been wearing.
"Oh my god, really?" she asked as he started to remove her clothes. "You fucked her in our bed?"
"And got it all on camera, just like you asked. Are you ready to watch it?"
"Wait," she said, now naked. "I have a confession to make."
"I'm listening," he said.
"I didn't exactly behave myself tonight."
"Meaning what?" Greg asked.
"Well, we had all been drinking and I started to dance with this guy. He was grinding up against me and I could feel his cock against my thigh. All I could think about was that you were back here fucking our daughter, showing her what a real man can do. Thinking about it made me so horny that I needed some sort of release."
As she told her story, Greg started rubbing his cock. She followed his lead, spreading her legs and fingering her pussy.
"He started feeling my tits and my ass and then reached his hand under my skirt. He rubbed my pussy through my panties and I'm sure he could feel how wet I was. He pulled them to the side and started to finger my pussy right there on the dance floor. He kept fingering me harder and harder until I came all over his hand. I pulled his hand away from me and told him to follow me so I could return the favour. We went outside and into the alley behind the club. I undid his pants, pulled out his cock and then squatted down and took it in my mouth."
The thought of Wendy sucking some strange guy's cock had Greg ready to explode, but he managed to hold off his orgasm.
"I sucked his dick for a couple of minutes, but he came fast. I swallowed all of his cum, thanked him, and then caught a cab home."
"You kissed me after swallowing another guy's cum?" he asked, a bit surprised.