MMF, Incest, oral
Carrie and I have been married for 38 years and we love each other deeply. We married when I was 19 and she was 18 and pregnant. We had only had sex a half dozen times before she got pregnant and we were married, but on our wedding night, over about a 12 hour period, I filled her cunt with 12 loads of my cum. She was as up for it as I was. For the next three months or so I fucked her almost every night and talked her into sucking my cock a few times. She didn't enjoy it and really disliked it the couple times I shot my cum in her mouth. When she was approaching her eighth month and getting pretty big, I stopped, as I did not know if it was good for her or the baby at that point. We had a beautiful baby girl.
Over the next several years we carried on a better than average sex life, fucking probably around five times a week on average. A little more than a year after our daughter was born, we had our son. At that point she had her tubes tied so we would not have a bigger family. We continued a good sex life but I have to admit that it was better for me that for her. I didn't last a long time and she didn't get to orgasm very often but she still enjoyed doing it. I got a blowjob once in a while and she always finished me off with her hand and made me come on my stomach. It was only on my birthdays that she would suck me to completion as a special birthday present. Then she would go to the bathroom and spit it out. She never swallowed. We only did anal sex once before she told me that that hole was OUT ONLY!
We had been married about five years when I talked her into letting me invite another swinging couple over to spend the evening with us. We swung occasionally for a couple years and even joined a swingers club that we went to a few times. One time I watched her go off with three guys. I wish I could have watched but I was off to another room with a lady beside me. Admittedly, my mind was more on what Carrie was doing than what I was doing that time. After about two years of part time swinging, Carrie told me that she wasn't really enjoying it and said she did not want to do it anymore. She said that I still could if I wanted to but that she really didn't want to know about it if I did. I did, but not a lot.
About three years ago things started to change. My sexual desire was as strong as ever but my ability wasn't. I stared having fewer spontaneous erections and I would go limp right after coming and seldom was I ready for seconds that same night. At the same time she was changing too. She started enjoying sex more and started having more orgasms. Now that she did, I wanted to be sure that she got the most out of it so because I could not fuck her long enough to bring her to climax, I started giving more foreplay. I would rub her clit till she started to come before I started fucking her pussy. That worked pretty well.
Over the last year or so things have continued downhill for my cock. I would not get a full hard erection. It was hard enough to use but not good and hard, even with the little blue pill. Finally it got to the point where I sometimes would not get hard at all. I would still bring her to orgasm without using my cock but I could tell that she wasn't getting what she wanted or needed. I tried toys but she said that a plastic cock just didn't do it for her. A couple times she told me how much she loved me and then asked me if it would be all right with me if she went out and found a hard cock to satisfy her needs. She said that she really needed a good hard fucking, that it was filling her mind most of the time.
It wasn't all right with me. I guess I was worried about her finding someone else that she would rather be with and leave me or that she would catch some kind of VD (that was never in my mind back when I was fucking around on her) or that other people that we know would see her out with other men. I thought about it and had just about decided to tell her to go ahead when our problem was solved.
I walked into the hall bathroom and our eighteen-year-old son, David was sitting on the toilet masturbating his hard cock. I quickly apologized and left but soon started thinking about what I had just seen. Our daughter, Julie was now nineteen and off to college in a different state. David was eighteen and as I just saw, he was equipped like a man. In my mind I pictured the answer to my problem, if I could get him and Carrie to agree. I would not be worried about her finding another man or be anywhere near as worried about diseases or other people talking about my wife going out with other men. Getting David and Carrie to have sex together would solve all the problems while getting her the sexual satisfaction that I was no longer able to give her.
That night in bed, I told Carrie about all of my concerns and the solution that I had come up with. I told her what had happened that afternoon and how I thought that having David fuck her would solve both of our problems. At first she said, "Hell no. He's my son." I kept talking about all the things that worried me about her starting to date other men in order to get the satisfying sex that she needed. Finally she asked, "Do you think he would be interested?" I said that I did not know but I would like to tell him the situation and see what he says. "OK, talk to him." I started to rub her cunt but she pushed my hand away. "Not tonight. I have to think."