There is no excuse for me enjoying the sex. There is no lying about the fact their cocks felt amazing fucking my pussy and ass. The fact of the matter is, I wasn't at the start of it all, a willing partner. But by the time they'd both cum deep inside of me twice, I wanted then to carry on fucking me to my next orgasm.
I'd had over a dozen strongly intense orgasms and was I suppose, begging them to fuck me to more. Yet when they entered our home and stripped me naked, I hated them and only wanted them dead. My husband wasn't at home and they knew that. They knew it because my husband is their son and brother respectively.
Where we live you get on with things in life and I guess, it was one of them things. On my husbands return from his brief sentence, he wanted to know if I'd stayed faithful. I wanted to tell him I had, but that his family hadn't. But then again the night before he was released, I'd willingly opened my legs for his father to fuck me over and over again, making sure his cum swirled around both of my fuck holes.
His brother is scared of him, and only fucked me to excuse his father's lust for my body. He no longer visits our home, but his father most definitely does. Mostly I will add, when his son is out.
The tables have now turned though, as I've insisted my father in law makes sure we're looked after financially. It's either that, or I tell his son just how often he sticks his enormous cock deep inside of me.

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