I was sitting across from her at the kitchen table, sipping some English Breakfast hot tea that she had just finished preparing for both of us, when Mom cleared her throat very loudly. And she said to me, “Have you ever wondered why your sister looks so different from you?”
“Yes, ma’am,’ I answered honestly.
And Mom replied, “That’s ‘cuz she’s really your half-sister. You and Lacey have different fathers.
“And even though I’m just now telling you about this, I told Lacey about it shortly after Sam died. But I intentionally didn’t go into the details with Lacey about how it all happened.
“Would you like to hear all those details? I mean, do you think you can handle the truth of it all?”
“Yes, ma’am. I’m 35 now, Mom. You can treat me like an adult, believe it or not.”
“Good. Now, before I go on and tell you all about one of my deepest darkest secrets, you’ve got to promise me that you will give me a very special Christmas present, that only you can give me. And I’ll let you know what that special Christmas present is when the time is right. So do we have a deal?”
“Yes, ma’am. We sure do,” I said, figuring that finding a specially-requested Christmas present for my Mother wouldn’t be that big of a deal.
“Okay, good then,” Mom said, took a deep breath, and then started into her story about how she had gotten impregnated by a man who wasn’t my father.
“You know your father and I–God rest his soul–well, we were deeply in love.”
“Yeah, I know, Mom. I could hear you guys going at it through my bedroom wall.”
“Sorry about that.”
“Don’t be sorry. I’m just glad you and Dad had a wonderful sex life together.”
“The truth is it wasn’t as wonderful as you might think. When we hit our mid-30’s, your father and I were pretty much on the rocks, sexually. We were getting bored with all the stuff that we had previously been doing to try to keep our sex life interesting and exciting.
“And so it eventually got to the point where I couldn’t get your father to have sex with me as much as I was wanting him to. So I asked him one day, point blank, what he thought that we could do to help spice up our sex life.
“And that’s when your father admitted to me that he had always fantasized about watching me have sex with another man.
“Mind you, your father wasn’t asking me to let another man join him and me in a threesome. I mean, Sam may have been a lot of things, but ‘bisexual’ wasn’t one of them.
“Instead, what your father was wanting was for me to cuckold him. Basically, he just wanted to sit in the room and jack himself off, while he watched another man have his way with me.”
“Wow! That’s pretty heavy,” I commented to Mom.
“Yeah, it sure was. And at first, I didn’t know what to think. But your father reassured me that he was still deeply in love with me, and that my having sex with another man in front of him would only serve to strengthen our marriage.
“And ironically, he was right–but not for the reasons that you might think.
“Anyway, after thinking things over for a few days, I finally told Sam that I was all in on us trying out the cuckolding idea, but that he would have to let me pick the man who I was going to have sex with. I told your father that it was the least he could do, considering the fact that he was in essence coercing me into have sex with another man just to try to keep our own sex life exciting.”
“So who did you choose?”
“Our neighbor across the street at the time, Ben. You remember Ben, don’t you?”
“Was this the same ‘Ben’ that used to come over to our house to play basketball with me in our driveway? And the same ‘Ben’ that used help Dad out with his various home improvement projects and car maintenance stuff? And the same ‘Ben’ that you and Dad had over to the house for dinner from time to time, and I used to play video games with him on the couch while we were waiting for the food to cook?”
“Yes. That same ‘Ben.’ Not only was Ben the convenient choice, since he was always hanging out at our house anyway, and your father trusted him and really liked him a lot, despite their age difference; but Ben was also a very good looking guy in his mid 20’s who I just happened to secretly have the hots for. And I figured I might as well get something in return, if I was going to help your father get his rocks off by doing the whole cuckolding thing with him.”
“Wow! This just keeps on getting better and better.”
“You haven’t heard the half of it yet. I still remember that very first night of cuckolding like it was yesterday. You were sleeping over at your best friend’s house that night. And Ben agreed to come over to our house for a cozy little last-minute party with just Sam and me. And we all drank several shots of Tequila, just to get loosened up and relaxed.
“An hour or so into our little party, your father asked Ben to come up to the bedroom with us because he wanted to show Ben ‘something very special.’ And we all three went upstairs to Sam’s and my bedroom.
“Sam sat down in the chair across from the bed, and Ben sat down on the side of the bed before I strategically sat down beside Ben.
“We sat there for an awkward moment when Ben finally spoke up to break the silence, and he asked Sam, ‘So where’s this very special something that you wanted to show me?’
“‘Right here,’ I said to Ben. And I opened up my blouse and threw off my bra to show Ben my bare breasts.
“It was obvious that Ben was in shock and disbelief. And so I asked him, ‘Didn’t Sam tell you what we were going to be doing tonight together?’
“And Ben said to me, ‘Yes, he did. But to tell you the truth, I didn’t think you guys would really go through with it.’
“And I said to him, ‘Well, we are. And we’re doing this right now. I don’t know about you, but I’m so horny I can’t stand myself!’
“I leaned over to kiss Ben a few times, and then I let him feel out and suck on my breasts, right in front of your father.
“I had never done anything that taboo or erotic before in my entire life. And so my pussy got sopping wet–especially when I looked over and saw your dad sitting in that chair, with his dick pulled out of his pants, and him fondling away at it, while he was watching Ben and me like a hawk.
“Anyway, the original plan that your dad came up with was that I was going to give Ben a blowjob first, and then let him eat my pussy. And then I was supposed to jack Ben off in from of your father. Either that, or get Ben to jack himself off and let him cum on my pussy. Of course, I’m talking about the outside part of my pussy.
“Well, that whole plan went to hell in a hand basket as soon as Ben and I were both naked, and I had just finished giving him a blowjob so that he had a nice big hard-on down between his legs. And I was lying down on my back on top of the bed with my legs spread apart, letting Ben slurp-slurp away at my pussy.
“Before I knew what was happening, Ben suddenly climbed up on top of me, and pinned me down to the bed, as he penetrated me in a missionary position, and began thrusting away at my pussy.
“At that point, I realized that Ben was actually raping me, since I hadn’t given him permission to fuck me. And he was doing it right in front of my own husband.