Date: Mon, 02 Jan 2006 22:39:53 +0000
From: *** *** <pervertsink@hotmail.com>
Subject: LIVING IN CYN 1

I travel widely and, as well as participating in all sorts of pervert
actrivity, I collect trrue life pervert adventures. I can only say that
everything I hear I write down as soon as possible afterwards to add to my
collection. The storytellers all sqwear their tales are true and I can only
take them at face value. So, for all you perverts out there, I thought I'd
share some of the wild adventures that are taking place in your very
neighborhoods. Perverts rock! If you're not into pervert sex then you know
the drill and fuck off! Anyone wanting to share their adventures can contact
me at pervertsink@hotmail.com.

I was at a gang bang with my cock up this cute little 13-year-old snatch
while her dad was pounding her ass and a group of horny fuckers lining up to
be next for the cum-filled holes when her dad began to tell me the story of
how he started fucking his daughter. He was interrupted by his money shot
but continued the story later as we watched the other horny guys of all
shapes and sizes fill her to the brim with spunk. This is what he told me.

******

LIVING IN CYN 1

I was so fuckin' sick I had to leave work early. It was the first time in
years I'd taken time off. I just about managed to get into the car and drive
the couple of miles back to the house hoping my wife would be there to help
me to bed and generally fuss over me. But the house was empty and I
remembered she'd said she was going to the mall that day. I took a massive
amount of Tylenol and crawled into bed. I must have passed out because I
woke up hours later when I heard car doors slamming in the front yard.

I hobbled to the window half awake and saw my wife Cynthia, Cyn for short,
and her brother, Bob, carrying a bookcase into the house. I was glad to see
her home even though I felt a lot better. You'd know why I was glad to see
her home if you'd ever seen my wife. A fuckin' dream and a dream fucker. She
was 5'5", long blonde hair, sexiest green eyes you've ever seen, luscious
35C tits and the juiciest cunt in the world. At least I think so. And we had
the sweetest little 9 year-old princess, Sabrini, who was a miniature
version of her mom. She was so grown up she called me Colin instead of dad.
Life was a dream come true.

I heard a lot of shoving and banging going on downstairs as Cyn and Bob
wrangled the bookcase through the door. I thought this was the perfect
opportunity to shower and have myself in tip top shape for the rest of the
afternoon. The fever had passed and all that remained was the stale odour of
sweat and sickness.

I took my time so that Bob would be gone when I finished my shower. I
intended the afternoon to be spent in bed with my wife. I'm a pretty jealous
man, hell, most guys would be with a wife like my Cyn. Walking wet dream.
I've had occasion to defend my honour and Cyn's when some goon or two
drooled over Cyn's tits in a bar or a club. I jerked my cock as I thought
about her wet pussy straddling my face and my cum spraying over her face and
tits before I rammed my cock in her pussy.

Cyn and I still love sex together even after 9 years of marriage - yea, you
do the math and you'll figure Cyn and me were at it before the wedding day -
even though we're both pretty vanilla in our leanings. Sure, she licked my
asshole sometimes and I plowed her asshole on the odd occasion but usually
it was good, old-fashioned humping. I'd never strayed and I knew Cyn hadn't
either. There was no need.

I took about half an hour to freshen up and I knew that Cyn wouldn't know I
was home unless she'd come upstairs into the bedroom and heard me in the
ensuite. I stayed naked except for a pair of briefs. I was going to surprise
her. I crept along the passageway and down the stairs.
I was about to burst into the living room when I heard more than one voice.

I slowed down. No good bursting in in my briefs. I didn't think Bob would
appreciate the sight no matter how good my pecs, abs and all the rest. I
must say my body is in pretty good shape. Bob's in the army. A huge fucker
with tattoos, stubble for hair, but a handsome fuck underneath it all. Some
women go for that rugged look. Her dad is the same. Career military. They
didn't take to me. Too pretty boy. Not good enough for their little girl. At
least until she got pregnant. Then they couldn't marry me off to her fast
enough. Not that I cared. I loved her.

I was about to turn around and head back upstairs. Leave Cyn to it. I heard
a noise. It didnt sound right. I dont know what it was but I hesitated and
retraced my steps. I peeked around the door.
I was fucking gobsmacked. My beautiful wife was totally naked. Except for a
studded dog collar I'd never seen before. I thought there must have been an
accident but she didn't look hurt. Bob was wearing his everyday khaki
military-style trousers but was stripped to the waist. His body was
glistening from the exertion of the book case because he would had to have
done most of the manhandling, Cyn is simply not up to it.

"The bookcase is in, sis, now where's the reward you promised me?" I heard
Bob say.

Cyn just smiled and sat on the arm of the sofa. Still fully clothed, Bob
kneeled down and put his sister's legs over his shoulder spreading them
wide. I saw a flash of the bluebird she had tattooed on her asscheek, the
only blemish on her otherwise perfect body. She got it as a teenager before
I knew her, in a moment of rashness, she said. I'd been on at her to get it
lasered off but she'd always laughed it off saying the expense was too much
and it would probably leave her scarred. Besides, I was the only person to
ever see it.

Bob squatted, his head down to the level of her cunt and stated to lick her.
It was all so fast it initially looked as if he was taking advantage of her
but the way Cyn threw her head back and moaned gave the lie to that.

I was frozen to the spot. I knew I should burst in but something held me
back. Was this their first time? If not, how long had it been going on? Who
else knew? I was fucking humiliated. Maybe they were just both so horny the
moment carried them away. I was making excuses and I knew it. I was being
cuckolded and by my own brother-in-law.

I couldn't believe my wife's beautiful cunt was in the mouth of her own
brother. For a moment I thought I was going to be sick. Then Cyn moaned
again and I watched as Bob tongue fucked her one last time then pulled his
tongue away from her clit and her pink pussy tunnel and lifted her to her
feet. Bob had a swag of earings in his left ear and a right nipple ring. I
wondered what the significance was. He only wore them when he was at home.
Illegal on the base.

He dwarfed his sister and had to lean down to kiss her. He pushed his tongue
into her mouth and she sucked it in voraciously. It was like they were two
starving creatures. I was repulsed. But ... at the same time I had to admit
there was something animalistic, something erotically charged going on here.
I was surprised to feel I had an erection.

Bob was kissing her with a full mouth and slobbering over her. He pinched
her nipples sharply.

"Hey, sis, when are you gonna get them pierced? It's so sexy."

"If that sexless husband of mine wasn't such a stick-in-the-mud I would have
done it years ago," she sneered.

That was the first time I'd ever heard a word of criticism from my wife. Was
I going to learn what she really thought of me?

"Just as well he is, sis, otherwise there'd be less time for this," Bob
laughed.

"He was a good choice," Cyn agreed.

Choice for what? This was doing my head in.

Cyn had unzipped Bob's pants and was now massaging his hard cock. Milking it
with the same dainty little hand that she woud sometimes milk mine on those
increasing occasions when she was too tired for sex. But she wasn't doing
this reluctantly. She was doing this eagerly. Bob kissed her harder as she
jerked him and squeezed his balls.

Bob's cock was about an inch bigger than my 7" and a little bit thicker. He
loosened his belt and told Cyn to bend over the sofa. He quickly stripped
off his pants and pushed his throbbing cock against her cunt lips. Before I
could cry out, he'd pushed the entire length into her. I almost shot my
load. This was too much yet I was still paralysed to the spot watching.

"Give me another kid, big bro," my wife wheezed.

Another kid? Was my little princess the result of bother/sister fucking? It
would explain why she looked nothing like my side of the family. That's why
her family was so eager for her to marry. So this had been going on for a
decade or more. My blood boiled. But still I knew better than to cause a
scene. I'd have to gather evidence because I had every intention of
divorcing my wife and getting custody of Sab. No way my wife and her
perverted family was gonna get the little girl even if she wasn't mine.

My cock was drooling precum but I was ignoring that and decided to go get
the digital camera from upstairs and take a video as evidence. I turned to
go when I heard the slamming of car doors in our driveway. I looked at the
clock. Holy fuck, it was time for Sab to be dropped off from school. I
thought of heading her off but my oozing cock put paid to that and I decided
it would put me in good stead in later years if she could see for herself
what sort of slut her mom was. It was a radical step but I knew too many
guys, separated from their wives whose daughters hated them. I wasn't gonna
end up like them.

I guess I was a bit smug about it and when I heard the door open I was
waiting for the fireworks. I peeked through the crack in the door and saw my
little girl come in with her grandad. I was sorry to be so cruel but she'd
learn one of life's lessons early on.

But what I heard my little girl call out shocked me.

"Daddy, you started without us!"

I was devastated, more by the fact she was calling her uncle "daddy" than
anything else. So she knew. And so did her grandad.

This was some sick shit!

Sab ran over to her incestuous father and flung her arms around him and
kissed him. I could just see it wasn't the usual chaste kiss between father
and daughter. When she'd finished tonguing her own dad she turned to my
wife.

"Mommy, it looks so good, I can hardly wait to try it."

And she kissed my wife's nipples.

"Not yet, Sab. We're saving that for your 10th birthday," her mom said while
being impaled on her brother's massive cock.

"It'll be really special," said her grandpa. "Me and your daddy will both
fuck your pretty little pussy."

"And my asshole, too, grandpa," my little girl demanded.

My little princess shucked off her school uniform and I saw her little
unformed body and her bald pussy lips. Her grandpa was out of his clothes in
record time too.

"Here, you can practise a bit," he said as he jerked his cock towards Sab's
little mouth.

Sab licked it and ran her tongue along the shaft but when she tried to put
it in her mouth he pulled it away.

"No, baby, that's your special treat on your birthday."

"I don't want to wait that long," she sulked.

"It's only two months away, honey," said her mom. "And it'll be all the
better for waiting."

"I guess so," Sab mumbled.

"Come over here and help mommy," my wife said.

Sab's eyes lit up as my wife disengaged herself from her brother's slimy
cock. My wife opened her legs and Sab dived in, licking and sucking.

"Tastes good, mommy."

"It'll taste even better when your daddy blows his cum inside me."

Her father sat on the sofa and my wife straddled his fierce military cock,
plunging her asshole down on it, impaling herself to his balls. She was
facing front and I could see her wet glistening pussy as she opened her legs
wide for her brother. They were going to double fuck her. My wife who didn't
like anything unusual was being double fucked by her brother and her father
while her daughter watched.

My cock had no morals and was seeping precum.

My wife rode those two cocks screaming and swearing like I'd never heard
before. Her language was foul and a total turn-on. She was a slut and she
was being banged like a slut. Sab was kissing her grandpa and was trying
real hard to join in the action.

My hand found my aching cock and I began subconsciously jerking it while my
stomach heaved. My heart was breaking while my head was plotting revenge.

They fucked her like two wild military rapists. Calling her names and
banging her asshole and her cunt until, with a mighty roar, they came inside
her within seconds of each other. Hesitating for just a moment they pulled
out and Sab scrambled to clean their cocks. After she'd finished tongue
cleaning their shrinking pricks she turned her attention to her mom and her
little mouth eagerly lapped up the man milk oozing from her mom's slots.

I ran for the bathroom and heaved as quietly as I could. I didn't want them
to know what I'd seen. I dressed quickly and ducked out the back way. I went
to a bar on the other side of town and got stinkin. I'd rung my wife to say
I'd be home late and she'd sounded pleased although she made all the right
noises that I was working too hard.

The beer clouded my brain but I knew part of what I was going to do. The
next day I would go out and buy surveillance equipment and get it installed
scretly in the house. That way I could tape my wife's adultery and use it
for blackmail or, if I had to, in court. And then I'd ...