Family Affair

During family weekend, a woman thinks she's getting fucked by her husband, only to find out it wasn't him. But who was it? And would he do it again?

It must have been the middle of the night when he finally came to bed. The creaking of the door woke me up, but I was too tired to turn around or acknowledge his presence. My husband silently scooted under the blankets and curled his arm around my chest. His hand immediately found my breast, which he started to gently massage through the thin material of my nighty. It did not take long before he found my nipple and he rolled it between his fingers.
“Rick, please,” I mumbled sleepily. “Not now. I wanna sleep.”
“Shhhh,” he answered softly, as he pushed the hair away from my neck. His warm lips found the back of my neck, giving sloppy kisses. He never kissed me like this. I frowned a little, and wanted to turn around, but the arm around my chest kept me firmly in place. I shivered as he took a firmer hold on my nipple. He was rougher than he usually was, and it aroused me tremendously. I wanted to moan, but he quickly moved, placing his free hand over my mouth. His other hand moved from my nipple over my waist to my thigh, where he hiked up my nighty. In one movement he pulled my panties to the side. I moaned against his hand as he pulled my hips against him. His warm cock slipped between my legs, tickling my clit. It all went so fast. He was normally way more into foreplay, making sure I was wet and aroused before he made his move. He also rarely made love from behind, as he wanted to see my face as he entered me. This aggressive side of him never happened, yet I allowed myself to go with it. It must have been my sleepy state, as well as the different angle, because when he forced himself inside my wet pussy, he felt much thicker than normal. I groaned, grinding back against him. He lifted my leg, so he had more access and started to pick up the pace, his hand still clamped tightly over my mouth. I hollowed my back, welcoming his movements. My head was spinning, it felt like I was floating on clouds as he released his hand from my mouth, and placed it on my nipple again, twisting it harshly. I knew now he wanted me silent, not waking the rest of the house. We had a family weekend, and the walls were thin. By now he was effectively pounding me, his hips slapping against my ass. His fingers found my clit and by that point I was gone. Still in the floaty headspace of being torn from my sleep, I gave in. I came, hard. Harder than I ever had before. My whole body shook as he suddenly slapped my pussy, sending a shock of pain through my body and causing a second, even stronger orgasm wash over me.
And then it was done. He stilled, emptying himself deep inside me as he groaned in my ear. I was panting, trying to catch my breath as he slowly pulled out of me, kissing the back of my neck and he slipped out of bed. I knew I had to get up and clean myself too, as he really pumped me full with his seed, but I was too tired. To be honest, I secretly loved the feeling.

I waited for him to get back to bed. It took almost 15 minutes before the door creaked again. Maybe he had been chatting to one of my cousins, or my dad. Who knows. Silently he crawled into bed with me and cuddled me from behind. Gently he started to place kisses on the back of my neck, gauging my reaction. I chuckled softly, before rolling to my back and kissing him. His fingers moved to my thighs, where his gentle touch danced over my skin. He wasted no time moving further up, coming in contact with my pussy, which was still drenched in his cum. I was still sensitive from his earlier assault and hissed softly.
“Oh my, you’re already wet. Did you have fun on your own?” I was a bit confused by his reaction and just stared at him. He took this as a silent confession and used my stunned silence to push his boxers down, and slip his hard cock inside my slippery pussy.
“Oh baby, you’re so wet. You couldn’t wait for me, hm?” He chuckled again and kissed me deeply, making sweet, sweet love to my frozen body.
I had to admit, Rick was good at what he was doing. He managed to make me orgasm, even if it wasn’t earth shattering like before. He also wasn’t as thick as before. I frowned as he released his cum inside me, all while gently kissing my lips and my neck.
Something wasn’t right. It hadn’t been Rick who had sex with me before. Scratch that, that hadn’t been sex. That had been closer to fucking. And Rick was so vanilla that he even made vanilla look spicy. The hardest thing he had ever done was accidentally bite my lower lip as he orgasmed. And he had apologised for hours after that. No, this had to be someone else. But all the men in this house belonged to my family. My dad, my brother, cousins and uncles. My brother had a bit of a beard, so I would know if it was him. That would still narrow it down to 7 people, instead of 8. I sighed as I snuggled closer to Rick. It took a little while before I finally fell asleep, pondering the possibilities. When I finally did sleep, I dreamed of thick cocks and amazing orgasms.

I was super alert at breakfast the next morning, but nobody roused any suspicion. Nobody looked at me differently, glanced at my body or made any comments that could make me suspect anything. I felt confusingly aroused, especially the thought that one of these dicks had been inside me without knowing who it was. Other than my husband’s of course. It made me greedy. Horny. I wanted it to happen again. My body shook as that realization hit and my cheeks flushed. I loved my husband more than anything. But being fucked like that, like last night… that hunger, that need that filled my body… that was something else. So I made a plan.

During the rest of the day I made several small comments about being tired and when the time came, it was easy to excuse myself to head to bed. Rick stayed downstairs, he had a winning streak in a poker game. I just smiled, gave him a kiss and said to take his time. I would just take a shower, relax, wind down and get an early sleep. Where in truth, I hoped my secret fucker would join again. I would catch him in the act and maybe allow him to fuck me again. I shivered lightly as I hopped in the shower. I shaved all my pubic hair, making sure I was completely smooth. Rick didn’t mind that much, so I didn’t shave often. I left the door slightly ajar, as an invitation and laid down on my side on top of the duvet. It was warm enough anyway. I had only put on a lacy thong. If this wasn’t inviting, I wouldn’t know what was. And now the waiting game has started.

Half an hour. I was getting bored and actually sleepy when I heard the door open. I laid very still as it closed again and footsteps approached the bed. My heart started pounding as the bed dipped. For a second I thought it could still be Rick, but then I heard him laugh downstairs. So this had to be him. I wanted to roll to my back and confront the person, but yet again, he was faster. This time, he covered my eyes with a soft cloth, tying it to the back of my head. I could very easily pull it off, but I didn’t. So instead, I laid there on my back, breathing heavily. A warm mouth covered my nipple and the man sucked hard, his teeth grazing my sensitive skin. I gasped, but knew to stay quiet. One of his hands immediately wandered between my legs, gently stroking my pussy through the thin lace. He was being too gentle. I wanted the rough fucking he did last night. I wanted more. So I answered him by opening my legs wide for him, giving him access to everything that I had. His response was immediate. His fingers slipped underneath my thong, hissing softly when he came in contact with my shaven pussy. His mouth disappeared from my nipple, and instead I felt his hot breath close to my ear.
“Who’s a good little slut right now?” Mentally I could scratch off my younger cousin as well as his dad, as their voices were too high for this. That thought slipped away as he started playing with my clit. I hollowed my back and had to clamp my teeth together so as not to moan. He pulled my panties down and I heard them fall to the floor. I opened my legs wider, feeling how my pussy opened up for him. His big hand covered my whole pussy for a second, before he slapped it hard. It hurt like hell, but I did not close my legs. More, please. He answered my silent plea, slapping me again. My skin tingled and all my instincts told me to close my legs and move away. But I didn’t. Instead, I laid there as his hand came down once again.

It felt so forbidden and so wrong laying here. Not knowing who was seeing me naked, besides the fact that it was family. My own blood lusting over my naked body, and all I could do was wanting to feel that thick cock inside my needy pussy. But here I was. Not wanting to beg him for his cock, but every fiber inside me wanted it. He knew it. He must have, especially when I lifted my knees, so my pussy opened up even more for him. That low chuckle. A shiver ran down my spine.
He grabbed my hips and flipped me to my stomach. There, he pulled me to my knees, my shoulders still resting on the bed. Yes, this is it. I hollowed my back, pushing my ass up. I felt how the man moved in between my legs. I held my breath as the tip of his cock came in contact with my pussy and finally, I felt how he let himself sink inside me. My pussy stretched over his thickness. Deep, all the way until his hips were pressed against me. Someone other than my husband, my own family was balls deep inside me. And my response was not to pull away. No. My response was to press back, wanting to feel him even deeper. I did not know how I didn’t notice this last night, but he was much bigger than Rick was. Thick, veiny, hot and throbbing.
And then it started. Harsh, deep strokes. Using me as a hole to fuck, instead of a wife to make love to. My body bounced against his and he leaned forward to grab my tits. Using them as handlebars, he started pounding. My world was spinning again at this man’s audacity to use me like this and I thrived in it. His fingers rolled my nipples harshly, sending delicious spikes of pain through my body. I wasn’t a pain slut, but right now I needed it. I needed a release from the stress of work, from the stress of life, and honestly, I needed a release from the love I got from my husband. I needed something to fuel my confidence, and this was it. I needed to be manhandled, used for my body only, a hole to use and abuse. And abuse he did. I threw my head back as he pulled this cock out all the way, only to slam it right back in. Again. And again. And again. I didn’t know anyone could feel like this. And then, even more happened. He released one of my nipples and placed a finger on my asshole. Not caring about my desperate whispered plea not to, he pushed his finger in. I was dry, and it hurt, but it was enough to make me come so hard that I was literally seeing stars. I felt a release I had never felt before and I felt fluids run down our legs. He had made me squirt. I had never done that.

Fueled by my body’s reaction, he pulled himself out of me. Like a puppet, he flipped me to my back, placed his hands on the back of my knees and folded me in half, my knees were next to my face. I didn’t know I could do this, but I didn’t have much time to think, as he entered me again. His hot breath was on my face and in a wave of lust, I opened my mouth slightly and lifted my head a little. He responded by pressing his lips against mine. Our tongues collided roughly and I fought him for control, as he kept pounding me. More. Fuck, give me more. I didn’t know if I had somehow whispered it, or if he knew what I needed, but he gave it to me. He broke the kiss, and slapped my cheek. I had not expected this, but I had not expected anything he was giving me. My cheek burned as he moved his attention back to my nipples. Pulling. Rolling. All while furiously pumping himself deep inside my body. He leaned forward again, grabbing my chin and pushing my face to the side. In that same, hushed whisper as before, he spoke: “So how does it feel to be fucked properly? I bet your husband doesn’t give it to you like I do, hm? How about I pump you full with my seed again? Put a baby inside that empty womb of you?” He slowed his fucking, only to grind himself deep against me. I could feel the tip scraping against my womb and I moaned. Yes, yes, pump me full. I couldn’t speak, but my answer came by grabbing his ass and pulling him against me. Fill me up. He moved again in short, hard thrusts, barely lifting his hips but trying to drive deep inside me, until he came. In my mind I pictured his warm creamy seed flooding my womb, making its way inside and filling my body. His fingers moved between our bodies and he rubbed my clit until I came once again.

He was still buried inside of me. He had released my legs, but I had kept them wide open. By now, I knew who he was. There was a hidden memory in my brain that emerged when he spoke. I hadn’t figured it out by his voice, but by the words he spoke. I remember a sleepover at my cousin’s. In the middle of the night I woke up to use the bathroom, when the house was fast asleep. Or so I thought. When I came back, I heard soft moans and whispers coming from my uncle’s bedroom. Whispers of fucking, wombs being pumped with seed and bodies that slammed together in a needy heap of lust.
So I did what all respectable married women would do. I curled my legs around his hips, tensed my sore pussy muscles around his cock and whispered: “I don’t know who you are, but please, I am married.” By now my hips had started grinding against him, feeling his cock twitch inside me. “Please don’t visit me again like this, you cannot fill my pussy up with your seed.” My fingers moved in between us and I played with his balls. “This has never happened. And you cannot visit me again tomorrow.” I pulled his hips closer. “I cannot do this to my husband. I am a good wife.” His hand curled around my throat and he chuckled in my ear. “I’ll see you tomorrow, little slut.”

Rick and I were a bit late to the breakfast table the next morning. Being fucked so roughly by an unseen, but not unknown man had really fueled my lust, and I had ridden Rick that morning like my life depended on it. I quietly took a seat next to my uncle, with Rick opposite of me. We smiled, before pouring ourselves a drink. I was highly aware of my uncle next to me. The weather was hot, so I just wore a short summer dress that rode up slightly when I sat down. I did not bother to pull it back down. Nobody could see it anyway, nobody but my uncle. His body and the tablecloth hid all that could be seen.

My dad stood up with a big smile on his face: “I am so happy to see all my family here around this table. I am sad it's only once a year but I treasure…” He continued a speech that I barely heard at that point. I had a smile glued on my face as I watched my dad, but all my attention was focused on the warm hand on my knee. The hand that moved to my inner thigh. Slipped up to my panties and pulled them to the side. Thick, warm fingers that found my clit and slowly started to rub circles around it. My breath caught for a second, which I masked with a small cough. Nobody was watching me. Nobody felt the heat rise as two of his fingers slipped inside my pussy. I glanced at Rick, who caught my look and winked at me, before focusing back on my dad. He must have thought I was thinking about this morning. He would never know my muscles clamped around my uncle’s fingers as I had an orgasm, right here at the breakfast table, surrounded by my family.

This was our last full day together that we spent playing outdoor games, hanging around the pool and just having fun. For me, it was filled with ignoring my uncle as I flashed him a nipple, slipping past him and feeling hand on my ass or making sure he could see down my dress. We were both enjoying this forbidden game but it felt weird. On the one hand I was sad I now knew who it was. It took away some of the tension. Yet at the same time, my lust was fueled by the fact that this was my family, my flesh and blood that wanted me and drove me crazy. Forbidden and hungry.
“I’m just going to put on my bikini,” I told my cousin, making sure my uncle heard me. Rick was already in his swimming trunks enjoying the cool water. My cousin had been hackling me for some game in the water and I finally caved. So I made my way up the stairs, towards our bedroom. Leaving the door slightly ajar once again, I quickly slipped off my dress and panties, leaving me completely naked.
I rummaged through my dresser to look for my bikini, with my back towards the door, when I heard that distinctive creak. I just smiled, not turning around. I waited for his hand to find my back. To my surprise he once again blindfolded me, this time with the use of my own shirt. Quietly he pushed on my shoulders, pushing my upper body down. In silence, he kicked my legs open, hollowed my back and lined himself up to my pussy. I held my breath as he slowly let his thick girth stretch me wide, and I hissed in pure pleasure. In rough, deep strokes he fucked me quickly. This position, which tested the limits of my legs, was dizzying. I had to place my hands on the floor as his hands moved my hips into his thrusts. I was loving this, being used as a common whore. With his expert fingers, he found my clit and quickly rubbed me to an orgasm. It was mere seconds before I felt him cum too, filling my pussy once more with his warm seed.

As he pulled me back up, he pushed my hair to the side and he whispered hoarsely: “Meet me in the shed at four.” With those words he pulled himself out of me and walked away from the room. Still feeling dizzy, I pulled my shirt from my head, quickly put on my bikini and redid my ponytail. A quick look in the mirror showed my face was glowing, but besides my dripping pussy, nothing gave away that I was freshly fucked. As I entered the backyard again, I froze slightly. My uncle was still seated in the chair he sat in when I went upstairs, still with a beer in his hand and still chatting to Rick. In other words, it wasn't my uncle fucking me. Despite him fingering me this morning, it wasn't him.

Trying to ignore the turbulent feelings in my stomach, I tried to have fun with my cousins in the pool. My eyes kept darting over all the men around me. One of them had my pussy juice still clinging to his dick. They knew what I felt like inside. Had seen me orgasm. I flushed and quickly dove under water to hide my arousal.

At a few minutes to four, I made my way inside. The shed was accessible from both the backyard as well as the side door. To make sure nobody would see me, I used the side door, hiding myself behind the shrubbery to sneak into the shed, which was located at the edge of the lot. My heart was pounding. Even though I hated the fact that I was cheating on Rick, there was no doubt in my mind that I would go to the shed and be fucked properly for what could be the last time in months.
I pushed the door open and found an old blanket on the floor, along with a blindfold. Dutifully I stood in the middle of the blanket and blindfolded myself. My heart was pounding as I waited. The scent of wood, rust and dust tickled my nose. It was so silent. I could hear my family talk and laugh not too far away, but I felt so disconnected from them at this moment. Nobody knew I was here. Nobody but the family member that would fuck me.
The door opened and closed behind me and I heard breathing. A warm hand covered my tit from behind, he squeezed it through the thin material of my bikini. I opened my mouth and let a deep sigh escape, keeping my hands down. Taking my sigh as approval, the hands pushed my bikini top down and took both my nipples between his fingers. I hollowed my back slightly, pushing my tits to his hands and giving him permission to keep going. His body heat shifted as he moved to stand in front of me, taking one of my nipples in his mouth before switching to the other. He sucked hard, using his teeth to elongate my nipples and made them as hard as they could be. It was almost painful, but I took it. Suddenly I heard a soft noise and pain shot through both my nipples. I gasped, and couldn't stop my hands from covering my nipples. My fingers met hard metal, and after just a second of exploring, I realized he had attached nipple clamps to them, with a thin metal chain connecting them. A chain that he sharply pulled, causing another surge of pain to shoot through my body. Yes, this is what I've been needing. This and so much more. The man then focused on my lower half, pushing my bikini bottoms down. I stepped out of them, and bit my lip. I was more than ready to be pounded by his cock again, for him to use my body the way he wanted to. He took his time, even if his touch was harsh. He slapped my pussy a couple of times before he forced his fingers inside me. He fingered me roughly until my knees were shaking and I was on the verge of an orgasm, but he didn’t allow me to crash into the pleasure yet. Instead, he removed his fingers and moved to stand behind me. With his feet, he kicked my legs wider and pushed me so I bent down at the waist. My head was spinning with arousal and I gave him more, hollowing my back and pushing my ass into his hands. I wanted him to fuck me in all positions he could think of. Yet I was surprised when I felt something hard press against my asshole. Being as aroused as I was, my body gave in to everything. Ignoring the discomfort, I opened up for it and felt it slip inside. My cheeks flushed as I realized what it was. Never before had I had something up my ass and now there was a buttplug in there.
“On your knees,” was his command and immediately I dropped down. He pushed me forwards so I was on all fours and took his place between my legs. We groaned in unison as he pushed his thick cock all the way inside my pussy. The plug made everything feel so much tighter and goosebumps covered my skin as he started moving. Each time he slammed himself inside, he pushed the plug in deeper. It was an intense feeling and I felt a huge orgasm building. It grew even bigger when he grabbed the chain in his hand and pulled it sharply down. That was my undoing. I buried my face in the blanket not to scream as I completely exploded around him.
“What the fuck is going on here, Jason?” I froze as I heard a low voice cut through our heavy breathing. Jason? I had not expected my cousin to be able to fuck a woman like this. It was the cousin where I slept over a lot when we were younger.
“D-dad…” Oh great. It was the uncle I had seen fucking when I slept over all those years ago. The one who finger fucked me at breakfast this morning. The one who I suspected at first. And here I was. Completely naked, a plug in my ass and my own cousin balls deep inside my pussy. The air smelled like sex and the wet patch on my legs was a clear indicator I had just orgasmed. Silence grew between us, but all I could think of was my uncle watching my naked body. My round tits that hung down, the clamps on my nipples. I pictured his fingers inside my pussy this morning and knew he wasn't so innocent himself. So I took a chance.
Slowly, I moved forwards a bit, before shifting back. Gently fucking myself on my cousin's cock. I heard footsteps and I gasped when a fist found my hair. My head was pulled up and I heard my uncle's voice in my ear: “I knew you were a little slut. I've known for years.” I shivered, but didn't answer. Instead, I dutifully opened my mouth when I felt his cock tap against my lips. Without shame I started sucking him, moaning deeply. Encouraged by this, my cousin started to move again. They planned their thrusts so they both slammed inside me at the same time, each taking full advantage of the fact I had nowhere to go. Each sliding in completely.. And I loved it.

Suddenly my uncle stepped away, leaving me gasping for air. He whispered something to my cousin, who agreed out loud and moved away from me, leaving me wanting. Suddenly I was picked up like I weighed nothing and placed on a body. Jason was laying on the floor and I was now straddling him. Without any hesitation, I reached down, grabbed his cock and let it slide deep inside my pussy again. My uncle moved behind me. I froze, not knowing what he was planning. He pushed me forwards and placed his cock against his son's, grabbing my hips to move me again. It took a lot of rough pushing from both their sides and a hand on my mouth to keep me from screaming in discomfort before my body gave in and both their cocks stretched my pussy far, far beyond what I thought was possible. I was dizzy and couldn't stop panting as they both fucked me. Both their dicks moved inside me, sharply and as deep as they could go.
The image in my head was mind blowing. Me, naked, with my tits bouncing from the movement, the thin chain gently rattling as both my cousin and my uncle were pounding my pussy at the same time. My poor, sore pussy, stretched beyond its limits and it was more than I ever thought was possible. That is when my body caved and exploded on their cocks. I was barely aware of what was happening, as pure ecstacy coursed through every fiber of my body. I was barely aware of my uncle ripping the plug out of my ass and ramming himself inside before my hole had any chance of closing. At the same time he pulled my hair, forcing me back on his cock. I could not fight it, I was completely surrendered to the mercy of these two, well endowed family members. People I had known my entire life, who now clawed at my tits, my hips, my ass and my pussy. Who both, almost simultaneously orgasmed as well. I could feel the hot cum deep inside my bowels and coating my womb. My uncle pulled me up to my knees, not sliding out of me and grabbed my tits. He twisted the nipple clamps and all I could do was hollow my back, push my tits in his hands and grind back against both the cocks inside me.
“Such a good little slut,” he hissed in my ear, and he pulled the blindfold from my face. For the first time I actually saw who was buried inside me. I glanced down, seeing how swollen my nipples were. I winced as my uncle slowly pulled himself out of my ass. I was incredibly sore, but I was not complaining. My uncle stepped in front of me, holding his softening cock in front of me. Before I realized what I was doing, I opened my mouth and sucked him in deep, cleaning him. I vaguely remembered that his cock was buried in my ass just a few seconds ago, but right now I did not care. When he stepped away, I moved, letting my cousin slip out of my pussy. I turned around and cleaned him as well, this time being highly aware of the taste of my own pussy and his cum.

A bit shy, I took my uncle's hand, allowing him to pull me to my feet. He unclasped the nipple clamps, which sent sharp shots of pain through my body as the blood flow returned. With wide eyes, I watched how my uncle pulled my top back, covering my rock hard nipples. He then helped me step back in my bikini bottoms. It was weird, but it only felt natural when he grabbed my chin.
“Don't you dare speak about this with anyone. Ever. Nothing happened here today. We will both decline if you do speak. Do you understand?” I just nodded and watched him walk away. I rubbed my nipples, hissing softly, before looking at my cousin.
“It had been you this entire weekend? He doesn't know, does he?” Jason shook his head and grinned.
“Nope, and I want to keep it that way. Give me a few minutes before you come out.” And with those words, he disappeared too.

I felt like I was walking on clouds when I made my way back to the party, being highly aware of the state of my nipples and the cum dripping from my body. To cover myself, I dived right in the pool, washing away the sticky feeling. I was sad I had to do this, but nobody could know. It was like nothing had happened, nobody had missed us and I let myself be pulled into a ball game with my younger cousin and Jason. I made a mental note of needing to be fucked bareback by Rick. If I would turn out to be pregnant, at least he would be my alibi. I smirked, clenching my legs together. This has been the weekend of a lifetime.