Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Family Life By s19000 Chapter 2 (M/F, cuckquean, M/f fantasy, incest fantasy) The next day was a Saturday, and that afternoon Al and Marian were shopping when they stopped for a drink at a place with outdoor tables. "I'm sorry about last night," Al said, "and you shouldn't say stuff like that about yourself." Marian toyed with her glass. "I've thought about that. All day, in fact. Don't apologize, I'm the one who did it." "I guess, but I don't understand it at all." "You liked it, right?" "Hey, I'm a guy. Most guys like a hot fuck. And you were definitely hot last night." "Not me. Jill. That piece of ass from the restaurant." "Yeah, OK, if that's the way you want it." "That's the way I want it. Today, when I thought about how you said you'd rather fuck other women, it made me so excited I had to stop what I was doing to masturbate. I did it twice. The second time, I did it right at the kitchen table." "What's going on with you?" "The woman in the restaurant last night ..." "The one you're calling Jill." "Yeah. The way all the men stared at her really turned me on, especially because she was showing herself off on purpose, and she was so young and hot. I knew no one even looked at me when I walked in, and that turned me on even more." "Hey, I look at you." "Not really. Too many things have gone by. Too much real life." Marian sipped her cocktail. "I think I had too much to drink last night, but it opened up things inside me. I'm not sexy any more, and I realized I'm OK with that. I liked it that the woman was sexy, and I'm not." "But ..." "Shhhh! I need to get this out." "OK, I'm listening. But if it helps, you were really hot last night when you pretended to be someone else." "Yeah, but someone else, right? Someone younger than me, hotter than me, with a better body and a dirty mind. And you really liked it. And this afternoon I did myself because it made me excited to think you deserve someone like that, someone better than me." "I deserve that?" "Yeah, you do. You're in your prime. You look really good, in your clothes or out of them. You like sex. You don't say it, but I know you'd like more of it. Hotter sex. More perverted, even depraved sex. And we both know I'm not going to give you that. You need someone better." Al didn't understand what was going on with his wife, but lots of hot sex sounded good to him. He said, "OK, let's say you know more about me than I know about myself. How would that work?" Marian gulped the rest of her cocktail. "You find girls. You fuck them." Al shook his head. "That hasn't been my game for a long time. I've probably forgotten how to do it." "To fuck? No, you haven't. And I'll find the girls for you." That stopped Al completely, but Marian nodded at three girls standing on the sidewalk. They wore tight shorts and clingy tops. They clearly knew people were looking at them, and they clearly liked it. "Those girls over there, for instance. One of them." "They might still be in high school," said Al. "That just makes them hotter, right?" said Marian. "Look at the blonde. Those aren't breasts she's got. Those are tits. And the brunette, you can tell she wants it by the way she's moving." "Come on, Marian. Those girls aren't much older than our Sandy." "Yeah, and the redhead does look like Sandy, doesn't she? Look at how she's sucking that straw. God, thinking about her sucking you like that, makes me so hot." Marian put her hand under the table. Al saw his wife's arm moving and realized she was masturbating. He pulled her hand back up. "Hey! We're in public. And why are you talking about Sandy?" "Don't you think the redhead looks like her?" "Marian! Be serious for a minute here. We can't involve Sandy in these games." "We'll just have to be careful, won't we? I mean, the privacy of our bedroom, and all that. Sandy never comes in when the door's closed, so we can do whatever we want to" "Maybe, but what about this mythical girl you want me to fuck? That would be risky, with Sandy around." "You mean the redhead? The one who looks like her?" "Jesus, Marian. Stop it." "Don't be a prude. I want you to fuck someone else, and I bet you wouldn't care who she was, as long as she's young, hot, and willing. Besides, it's about time Sandy learned about sex, if she doesn't know all about it already, and you know she does." "Marian!" "She probably does herself every night before she goes to sleep. I did, at her age." "God, you are something." "Quit pretending. I think you actually like this. Let's go home and find out what kind of girl you really want." That night at home, Marian set up a card table in the bedroom, put her laptop on it, and told Al to sit down. He had changed into pajamas, but Marian still had on the clothes she wore shopping. "What's going on here?" said Al. "I do like sex, and I thought we were going to have some, but you're still dressed." "I don't have to undress, because you won't be fucking me any more. You'll be fucking hot women and girls, so it won't matter if I'm dressed." "Come on ..." "Be quiet and listen to me, because I've realized some things about myself, and I'm going to tell you about them. Let's get right to it. I want you fuck someone else, and I want you to cum in her. I want you to tell me to watch you do it, because that will turn me on so much. I want you to let me do myself while you fuck her, so that when she cuts for you, I can make myself cum at the same time. Then, and oh god, just thinking about this makes me want to cum right now, then I want you to send me away, because you want privacy, right here in our bedroom, when you fuck her again. I'll sit on the floor in the hall by the closed door and make myself cum when I hear her moan and gasp from the pleasure of your cock. That's who I am now, and that's the kind of stuff I want us to do. And now I want to know what kind of a girl you want to fuck." "Wait a minute. Let's say I do want to fuck someone else. Isn't it my business what she's like?" "We already know I'm going to find her for you. How can I do that, if I don't know what to look for? Open the laptop. There's a slideshow with pictures of lots of different girls for you to watch. I'm going to suck your cock while you do." Marian turned off the room lights and crawled under the card table in the dark. She pulled her husband's cock out of his pajamas. "When you cum, I'll know what kind of girl you like best." She began sucking. 'What the hell,' Al thought, 'I'll do this. Why not?' He pressed the return key on the laptop, and a photo of a naked blonde on her back filled the screen. Her knees were bent and her legs were splayed, exposing her shaved pussy. She was definitely hot, but Al thought she wasn't really his type. Her breasts were too large, for one thing. He didn't try to work out what that implied, because he was distracted by his wife's mouth on his cock. He wanted to see more, though. "The picture isn't changing," he said. "It's not automatic," Marian said from beneath the table, "because I want to know who you're looking at when you cum. Press the key again." Al did and saw a photo of a girl with pink-dyed hair. She was facing away from the camera and bent over, using her hands to spread her ass cheeks. She looked over her shoulder, as though she was waiting for someone to fuck her asshole. Al got into the game then, and he kept changing the picture, looking at photo after photo of women of various ages in sexy, provocative poses. "You really know how to pick 'em," he said to his wife. "You haven't cum, though." "Got close a couple times. I like this. Keep sucking." "Let's see if any of the later ones turn you on." Al became more aroused as he kept advancing the photos. "Hey, these girls are getting younger." "Of course they are. I need to know what age you want to fuck. Otherwise, how am I going to find the right one?" "God, you've gotten perverted," said Al. But when he pressed the computer key one more time, he learned how far his wife had gone into her perversion. There on the screen was a photo of their daughter, Sandy, in their back yard. Her shorts were cut so high on her legs the creases in them formed a V pointing at the place where they concealed her pussy. The hose she held had sprayed water over her white t-shirt, and her nipples showed through the wet, transparent fabric. They were erect. Al came. Marian crawled out from under the table and opened her mouth to show her husband his cum in it. She swallowed and looked at photo of their daughter. "Sandy's sexy, isn't she?" she said. "Jesus, Marian." Al was shocked at both his wife and at himself. "What are you doing?" "What am I doing? What are you doing? Our daughter made you cum in my mouth. She's really hot, right? Hotter than that woman in the restaurant last night. I mean, look at her tits." Sandy's small breasts pushed out against the fabric of her shirt. "And her legs lead you right up to her pussy. You know she's got one, don't you? A pussy, I mean." "My god, Marian, this isn't good." "Says the guy who just came from looking at a picture of his daughter." "I came because you were sucking me," said Al, trying to convince himself. "The photo had nothing to do with it." "Hmmm. You didn't come for any of those other hot babes, even though a lot of them were nude. Sandy's dressed. And the other womens' poses were much more provocative. Sandy's just standing there, smiling at you. You definitely went off for our daughter." "I'm her father. I don't want ..." "You don't want our daughter? Let's find out about that. If you really 'don't want' her, I'll bet you won't be able to cum again." Marian moved the laptop to their bed, took off her jeans and her panties, and lay down on her back. "Come here and put your cock in me." "I thought you wanted me to fuck other girls." Al climbed between his wife's legs and shoved his cock into her pussy As he began to fuck, Marian placed the laptop on her chest facing her husband, and started a new slide show. It automatically changed photos every five seconds, and every image was a picture of Sandy. As Al fucked his cock into a hot, wet pussy in the dark, all he could see was picture after picture of his daughter. Most of the photos were routine, showing her around the house or during a party, but some were surprisingly provocative. And the photo of Sandy in the wet t-shirt with her nipples pressing against the fabric appeared over and over again. "You like looking at our daughter while you fuck, don't you?" said Marian, moving against her husband's cock. "I bet I know which one you like best. She's sexy in it, isn't she? It's OK. You can admit it to me." "Christ, she's our daughter. But, god, yes, she's sexy." "Just in that one picture, or in all of them." "All right, all right. All of them." "So who are you fucking right now? You can't see my face, so it's not me, is it? You cock's in a pussy, and you're looking at Sandy." "Agh, it's not right!" "Was it right when you came in my mouth while you looked at your daughter?" "God, She's really hot." "So who do you want to be fucking right now? It's somebody else, not me, but who? You don't want to cum in my pussy, do you? Whose pussy do you want? You can have a different pussy, a better pussy, a younger pussy, and you can have it right here in our house." "What are you doing to me?" "You can have an eager pussy that's just waiting to be fucked, right there between Sandy's legs. Think about it. You can teach her it's OK to want to be fucked all the time. After you do, Sandy will walk around the house showing herself off, wanting to be taken." "Fuck, that would be exciting." "Right now, you could be fucking our daughter's hot cunt, not your wife's loose pussy. And you know what's even more perverted? When you fuck her, you won't just be fucking younger pussy. It'll be an incest fuck. I want to see that. I want to see you cum in Sandy's pussy, while you make her cum for you. You can train our daughter to be an incest fuck. Want to?" Al's mind was filled with perverted, obscene thoughts about his daughter, and he fucked harder. "So who do you want to be fucking right now?" said his wife. "Tell me! Who do you want to fuck?" In her excitement, she began to yell. "Who do you want to cum in? Who do you want? Whose tits do you want? Whose cunt do you want? Whose ass do you want? Who should be taking your cock? Tell me! Who are you fucking? Right now, who are you fucking?" Sensation overwhelmed Al. "Sandy! I'm fucking Sandy! I'm fucking Sandy's cunt, and it's so good, it's making me cum! Sandy's cunt! Oh fuck, I'm cumming in Sandy's cunt! Our daughter's so hot, and I'm cumming in her!" He pushed the laptop off Marian and collapsed on her. Fifteen minutes later, he lay on his back. "You were right, Marian, all along. How did you know I'd rather fuck Sandy than you? She's so hot that it's not even close. If I could fuck our daughter, I'd do her over and over again, and never have to fuck you again." Marian turned on the bedside lamp and began playing with her pussy. "Watch me do myself while you tell me more about how you want to fuck her, and how you don't want to fuck me. I want you to see how I am now, and how I want to be. Watch how hearing it makes me cum." As hey watched his wife masturbate, Al realized he was losing his inhibitions about their new situation. He wondered if he would ever get the chance to fuck their daughter, and, if he did, if he'd be capable of doing it. He didn't think so, but he was completely willing to play his wife's game, so he said, "I don't want you any more, Marian. I want someone younger. Someone better." "You don't want me?" "No." "Fuck I just came," said Marian. "That made me cum. Did you see me? Tell me more. Tell me about how you'd rather do Sandy. Do you want her to suck you off? Maybe she'll do it in the morning, under the breakfast table while you drink your coffee. Or do you want to fuck her on her back, with her legs wrapped around you? You could do it on the living room floor. Or out in the back yard, doggy style. How about in the back seat of the car, while I drive? I could watch you fuck her in the rear view mirror." Al completely lost it. "I'll tell her to suck me off at dinner, while you watch her do it. And when you come home from the store, Sandy will be taking my cock up her cunt on the couch in front of you. I'll tell you to sit on the floor in front of us so you can kiss the cock that will never fuck you again, while it goes in and out of our daughter. I'll fuck Sandy any time, anywhere, and she'll be asking me to do it. And you know what? I'll never fuck you again." "Shit. I'm sticking my fingers in the cunt you don't want, and I'm cumming." "Lister to this. One day, if you've been a particularly good wife, and taken care of the house and made good meals for Sandy and me, I might let you watch me fuck her in the ass. And afterward you we'll let you lick the cum out of Sandy's asshole while she masturbates and tells you how good your tongue feels." "Oh, fuck. I'd be my daughter's ass cleaner. I'd do it." Marian let her hands fall to her side. "I don't think I can cum again. I want to, but I don't know if I can. Tell me the truth. Will you really never fuck me again?" "That's right." "Even if you don't fuck Sandy?" "Nope. Don't want to. Won't do it." "Oh my god. I can't help it." Marian jammed her fingers back into her pussy. "I can't imagine who would want to fuck you. Your pussy's too worn out." "Oh god." "Fucking you is just like masturbating. It's just boring." "Ah, ah, ah." "When we fucked, I'd have to work just to make myself cum, but I did it because I wanted to be nice to you. Sometimes I'd just pretend. Now I won't ever have to do that any more." "You pretended to cum? Yes, yes, oh yes! You should never fuck me again." "I won't have to, because you can fuck your hand like you're doing now, while I fuck someone who's actually hot, like Sandy." "Almost there again. Almost." "When Sandy and I need some amusement, you can make yourself cum right in front of us, no matter where we are. Like the other day when we were out shopping. Instead of stopping you, I'll tell you to do it, so Sandy can watch her mother cum." "God, god, god! Do it! I want you to do it." "You'll cum in public, while people you know walk by. And Sandy will be laughing at you, because she'll know who I really want to fuck." "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Cuuuummmmmiiiinnnggg!" Before they eventually fell asleep, Al said, "Too bad it'll never happen." But he didn't know Sandy had been outside their bedroom door, listening.