Motherfucker - Sex Stories

Motherfucker

... was obviously mired in her own thoughts.

"Damn! That sounds like one fucked-up sex life to me. Why don't you just leave that son of a bitch?" Mom suggested to my little sister.

"Because in all other ways, Tim is very good to me, even though he doesn't really love me.

"But at least I know exactly where I stand with Tim. I know that I'm his trophy wife, and I've learned to accept it.

"And in exchange for me taking on the role of trophy wife, I get to live a life of luxury that I never would be able to enjoy or afford otherwise.

"And the main price I have had to pay for it is a pathetic sex life with my husband. But please don't feel sorry for me. I brought all this on myself, when I went ahead and married him.

"And I knew exactly what I was getting into at the time. But I didn't care, because I was a young naive gold-digger, and Tim is a perfect example of the kind of husband that a gold-digging woman ends up with.

"I have also gotten used to looking the other way, when I find out that Tim is secretly having sex with one of his secretaries, or when I discover that he was paying for an expensive call girl to spend the night with him every night in his hotel room when he was out of town on business for over a week. And I'm pretty sure the two of them didn't just spend the nights together talking. It's all just part of the game, when you're a trophy wife, like I am.

"So now that I've let the cat out of the bag, I can finally tell you the real reason why ...

... I'm here right now, letting my own brother fuck me.

"Tim came up to me after he got home from his last business trip, and he told me that he wanted me to stop using birth control and let myself get pregnant, so that he could start a family with me.

"And that's when I began questioning why on earth I would want to have a baby with a man who doesn't even love me. And the answer was, I wouldn't--and didn't--want to do that.

"It wasn't the 'getting pregnant' part that bothered me. It was the

who

was going to get me pregnant part that I decided to take total control over. I wanted the man who ended up getting me pregnant to be someone who I loved and admired," Lacey looked directly into my eyes while she was saying that to me.

"And that's when I reached out to Mom when I got here, and I asked her if she thought that you might agree to fuck me, and become the father of my baby.

"And her reply was that she would ask you when you got here, which she did. And now we're well on our way to having a baby together. Isn't that great?"

Mom jumped in, "Please don't get your hopes up too high, Lacey. I wasn't using any birth control when Ben starting fucking me in front of my husband, doing the cuckold thing with us. And it took almost four months of Ben fucking me at least two to four times a week, before he finally got me pregnant with you."

"Wow! That's a real bummer! I'm sorry to hear that," Lacey remarked.

"Well, I was sorry too," Mom admitted to Lacey, "But ...