Family Confessions

Jenny and I were married for only six months when her father and her two bothers, John and Gary, invited me to go with them to their cabin by the lake for two weeks. I didn't really want to go, not for two weeks, but how could I say no.

I have been back for three weeks now and I need to talk to my wife. But how? How do you tell someone something like this, but I need to. Jenny has to know. I also need to move on. And I have other needs too now.

I took her to our favourite restaurant. We drank wine and ate but we didn't talk, not about what needed to be talked about. All too soon it was time to go home. The closer we got to our house the more nervous I got. My hands were shaking so much I dropped the keys as I tried to open the door. Jenny picked them up and opened the door for me. She led me to the sofa, and we sat in the dim light of a single lampshade.

I looked at my beautiful wife as I said, 'You know, don't you?'

Tears sprang into her eyes. 'Please don't be angry with me!'

'You knew and you didn't warn me.' There was no anger in my voice, only hurt.

Jenny's tears freed and ran down her cheeks. 'I couldn't.' Jenny pulled me in close and hugged me. 'I'm so sorry!'

I own tears were flowing now too. 'They...they...'

'Ssh,' she whispered into my ear. 'You don't have to tell me.'

I knew Jenny was trying to make this easy for me but some things have to be said. 'Yes, I do. They made me do things...things for them. Your father...he...he...'

'Took you to his bed,' said my wife as I faltered.

As terrible as it was to admit something like this to my wife, I also felt relieved that she understood. 'Yes,' I managed to say. 'When we got to the cabin, they made me take off all my clothes and then they took them and hid them. For the entire two weeks, I was forced to go naked...and I was...they all made me their bitch!'

'My poor, poor darling,' said Jenny, her mouth pressed to my ear. 'Did they hurt you?'

'Did they hurt me? Did you hear what I just told you? For two weeks your father, John and Gary made me their sex-bitch. For the first week they held me down, while they took turns fucking me and shoving their cocks in my mouth and making me blow them. I thought I would go insane.'

'And the second week?' asked my teary wife.

'The second week was even worse.' I paused, unable to find the words to explain.

Jenny's grip on me tightened. 'If they forced you to have sex with them, that first week, what could be worse?'

I pulled back a little and looked the woman I loved with all my heart in the eye. 'I'll tell you what could be worse than being gang-raped by your father and your two brothers. For the second week they made me beg for their cocks.'

Jenny kissed me.

'Do you understand what I'm telling you?'

'I think so.'

'If you don't think you can still love me, I'll understand.'

'Don't say such a thing! I could never stop loving you.'

'I still love you too, I swear it. But...'

'But, what?'

'I love your father's cock nearly as much as I love you!' I kissed Jenny. 'And John and Gary's cocks too! And worse than that, I need them! That is what was so worse the second week. I'd learnt to love taking their wonderful cocks by then. They would tease me with them. Your father held me, while John rubbed just the very tip of their cock over my lips. God forgive me, but I begged him to stick his cock in my mouth and to let me suck it. I promised him I'd swallow every last drop of his sweet cum if he let me blow him. The three of them laughed at me as I knelt in front of John and kissed his balls as I begged him to let me suck his cock. After that, they would make me crawl naked across the floor, while begging to be abused by them. For an entire week I begged for their cocks. And now I can't do without them!'

'I do understand. I truly do!'

I looked my wife in the eye. 'Did they ever take you camping?'

Jenny shook her head as she said, 'No, it wasn't like that. But we did all live under the same roof. Once I turned eighteen, dad started to come to my bed a couple of times a week. The first time I thought I'd die of shame. But his cock, well, I don't need to tell you how wonderful daddy's cock is, do I. After he had fucked me a few times, I craved it. He stopped needing to come to my bed. I would go to his instead.'

'What did your mother say?'

'She didn't say anything, but she didn't try to stop us either. She would lay next to us, watching, as we fucked.'

'Did you ever...?'

'With mother, no. But not long after I went to father's bed for the first time, John and Gary started to take me to their rooms too. To my added shame, they didn't even have to force me. I went willingly and did whatever they wanted, any night they wanted me.'

Jenny is now twenty-two and inside my head I silently did the math. 'So, you have been fucking...'

'For four years I shared my father's bed.'

I didn't know if that made me feel better or worse. Jenny is the only innocent here. The fact that she ended up craving her father's cock does not, cannot, excuse or dimmish his crime. What sort of sick father rapes his own daughter?

Jenny hung her head as she said, 'You were their fuck-bitch for two weeks. I was their fuck-bitch for four years.'

When the thought struck me, I had to ask, 'Have you, since we've been married?'

Jenny thankfully shook her head. 'But I think that is what this camping trip was about. I think daddy thinks it's time I went back to being his sweet, little fuck-toy.'

'You mean, they made me their cock-bitch, so just so I wouldn't complain about them wanting to start fucking you again?'

'Partly. I'm so sorry, my darling, but I think they want to use both of us as their toys.'

Was it terrible of me that I felt relieved to know that Jenny's father and her brothers still wanted me to be their sex-toy. 'What do we do now?'

'I guess we ask them over tomorrow night.'

Tomorrow night seemed so far away, but how weak would I look if I wanted to invite her family over tonight to use us as their toys. I shrugged, 'Tomorrow would be OK, I guess.'

Jenny looked up at the clock on the wall. 'It is still pretty early though...I...'

'And they don't live that far away?'

'We could go over to their house, I suppose, couldn't we?' suggested my wife.

I kissed her passionately. 'I guess we could!'

'You know what father is like though. He'll probably make you beg him to fuck me!'

'For you, I'll happily get down on my knees and crawl across the floor naked and beg all of them to do what they want with you!'

'Would you really crawl naked across the floor and beg my father and my brothers to fuck me?'

'I would do anything for you.'

'I love you so much, my darling!'

'And when they're done with me,' said my wife. 'I'll make sure they all take a turn with you too!'

'And will you watch?'

Jenny dipped her eyes as she asked, 'Will you watch as they use me?'

'Yes, I would love to watch your father take you to his bed. And your brothers too.'

'You really are such a wonderful husband!' Jenny smiled as she told me, 'I can't wait to watch you taking father's cock in your ass, while you suck either John or Gary's lovely big cocks.'

'They all have such lovely big cock, don't they? I said.

'They do, but I love your cock too!'

'You are a very special wife!' I stood up and reached for the keys to my car. 'Come on, let's go!'