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CHAPTER TWO

In the master bedroom, Bob Newman and his wife, Jill, lay side by side on the bed. The man had just tried to fuck his wife but hadn't been able to. Just as he had been about to fuck his hard cock into her pussy, it had gone soft. Now, he lay there silently, one arm flung over his face, feeling miserable, wondering what was happening to him.

"It happens, honey. Don't worry about it," Jill mumbled, glad that, in the dark, her husband couldn't see the tears that filled he eyes. For this was not the first time that her husband had been unable to fuck her, and she was beginning to fear that their marriage was threatened.

They had been married for many years, and Jill knew that Bob still loved her, just as she still loved him, even more than ever after all their years of sharing. But, somehow, the spark had gone out of their relationship. There hadn't been any sexual thrills for a long time, their lovemaking growing more and more automatic and mechanical.

And now, this was happening: impotence.

Bob moaned, not knowing what to do about his problem. He knew that his recent problem with impotence was affecting more than just him and his wife. The tension and embarrassment that now existed between Bob and Jill had begun to spill over into their relationships with the children.

He knew that his family was beginning to drift apart as a result, and he only wished he knew of some way to bring them together once again. They all used to be so close, so happy. But, lately…

The man glanced over at his wife, who had fallen asleep. She lay there nakedly, her body glowing from the moonlight that drifted in through the window, and his eyes traced every curve of her body, his gaze locking on her tits and pussy. He was trying to feel some sense of excitement, trying to prove to himself that he was still a man.

But it was no good. Even as he stared right at the woman's gorgeous cunt, his cock remained soft, not even stirring.

Suddenly, Jill shifted her position and cried out in her sleep, startling her husband, who was still watching her intently.

"Ahhhhhh, yes Daddy, that feels great… yesssss," the woman moaned.

Her voice was so soft that Bob was barely able to make out the words. But what he heard stirred his balls and made his cock begin to harden like nothing else had lately.

Without a word of warning, without bothering to awaken his wife, Bob knelt between the woman's legs and, grasping the shaft of his now stiff cock, he placed its head against Jill's pussy-slit.

Even though she was still sleeping, Jill automatically spread her legs wider.

"Come on, baby," the man said, gazing down at his wife's tempting little pussy. "Open up for me, Jill. Daddy wants to fuck you. Daddy wants to cum inside you. Come on, little girl, open up your cunt for your daddy."

"Ahhh, yess, Daddy, fuck me," the woman moaned, still fast asleep, not realizing that her pussy was about to play apart in her husband's incestuous fantasy.

Slowly, the woman's thighs fell open. She sighed, thinking, even in her sleep, that she was about to feel the thick hardness of her father's cock slipping past the lips of her cunt and burying itself in her fuckhole.

Bob leaned over and kissed his wife's lips but, in his fantasy, he was kissing Kay or Penny, his young daughters. It was that idea that thrilled him so much. It was that fantasy that was keeping his cock hard.

Jill eagerly returned her husband's kiss, still dreaming that it was her own father who was exploring her mouth with his tongue, just as her daddy used to do all those years ago.

"Ohhhh, Daddy," she moaned again as Bob took his lips from hers. She arched her back, instinctively pressing her naked tits hard against the man's chest, and his prick grew harder as he pretended it was one of his daughters' tits pressing against him.

The head of Bob's cock was pushing insistently against Jill's pussy-slit now. Bob held her cuntlips open and pressed the bulging prickhead against her cunthole. Slowly, he inched his cock up the slick passageway, savoring the tightness of the woman's cunt.

"Ohhh, baby, this feels good," he muttered, not wanting to awaken his wife while fucking her.

When Bob had half of his cockrod buried up his wife's cunt, he groaned with lust, realizing that he could hold back no longer. And, with one mighty fuck-thrust, he plunged the rest of his prick home, grinding his dark prick hairs up against his wife's soft, blonde pussy hair.

Oh shit, this is good, the man thought. His wife's cunt had always been unusually tight, and he closed his eyes and groaned softly again, wondering how tight Kay's cunt was. Or Penny's.

He longed to come. He needed it badly. Except for an occasional hand-job, the man hadn't had a decent orgasm in what seemed like ages. His balls were heavy with cum.

Lowering his head, Bob began to suck an one of Jill's stiffly pointed nips while he fucked his cock in and out of her cunt with determined cock-strokes.

Jill's pussy juices were flowing thickly now as the hard prick rubbed against her cunt walls on its slow, teasing in-and-out movement.

As Bob continued to fuck his wife, still pretending that it was one of his daughters he was fucking, a part of his mind detached itself from the long-overdue fuck session, and he thought about Jill and her father.

When Bob and Jill had been married a few years, the woman had finally confessed her incestuous relationship with her father, a relationship that began when she was just a young girl and had lasted until the man's death just a couple of years before she met Bob.

But Jill had always led her husband to believe that she had resisted her father's sexual advances, that she had never enjoyed one single moment of their fucking, and that he had raped her time after time.

Now, hearing the woman cry out her incestuous pleas in a voice that was drugged with fuck-lust, Bob realized that she had been misleading him all these years. He knew now for a fact that Jill had thoroughly enjoyed fucking with her father, whether she wanted to admit that fact to her husband or not.

As Bob continued to fuck her now, be thought about all the times when he had tried to get her to tell him more about her forbidden fucking with her own father. He had been terribly turned on by the idea of his wife's father fucking her, and he had longed to hear as many details as possible.

But Jill had always blushed and looked away, refusing to answer his questions, and Bob had thought that her reluctance to discuss her incestuous past was caused by the fact that she had not enjoyed it… that she had been raped.

But now Bob knew differently. Jill had loved it when her daddy had fucked her, and Bob wondered why she had hidden this most exciting fact from him all this time.

As he continued to fuck his huge prick into her hot, clasping cunt, Bob thought about his sexy daughters and, again, it was Kay or Penny who was lying beneath his muscular body, offering up her little pussy to him, crying out for him to give her more cockmeat, more cum.

Still asleep, Jill reached down with one hand and squeezed her husband's balls.

"Ohhhh, Daddy," she moaned. "Your big cock feels so good in my pussy… I'm so hot… fuck me, Daddy… fuck me hard."

Once again, Bob lowered his head and kissed his wife on the mouth, his tongue quickly stabbing against hers. He tasted her warm saliva as it flowed into his mouth, and he nibbled on her tongue with his sharp teeth.

"Unnhhh, yesss, Daddy, yesss," she moaned as Bob raised his face from hers.

Jill arched her back and lifted her ass from the bed, humping her crotch up against Bob's as he fucked into her. She clasped his prick with her strong cunt muscles and held him in place for a few seconds before letting him pull out again.

"Unnhhh, ohhh, Kay… Penny… my beautiful girls," the man groaned, his eyes closed tightly.

He scooped bath hands under his wife's ass.

Over and over again, he fucked her, bringing both of them closer to the orgasm they both needed so badly.

"Ohhhh, my tits, Daddy, suck my tits! I love the way you suck my tits!" Jill cried, arching her back again and shoving her tits up high.

Bob removed his hands from under the woman's ass and placed them on her tits. He used both hands to squash her tits together as hard as possible until her nips actually touched, causing little sparks of lewd pleasure to fire off in Jill's cunt.

"Ohhhh, Daddy, that's good," she groaned. Bob lowered his head and sucked both of his wife's nips into his mouth, thrilling to the lewd way they throbbed inside his lips. He licked both of the nipples. Wrapping his lips tightly about the bases of the trembling nipples, he sucked hard.

"Mmmm, yesss, Daddy, yesss," Jill moaned, writhing about on the bed.

Suddenly, Bob's balls tightened up painfully about the base of his prick and he felt, his load of cum boiling in his balls. He was going to come.

Still not wanting to awaken his wife, he stopped himself from yelling out his relief and pleasure as he shot his cum-load. Wad after wad of thick cum exploded from the tip of his prick.

"Take it all, Penny," he whispered as he came, thinking about his youngest daughter, who he suspected and hoped was still a virgin.

"Unnhhh, aarrghhh," Jill groaned as she came, feeling waves of ecstasy washing over her feverish body. As she came, it was her daddy's big cock which was emptying out its cum into her twitching pussy.

The impact of her gigantic climax fully awakened the young woman and her eyes flew open, her cunt spasming violently against Bob's prick which was still buried inside her even though he had finished shooting his cum-load.

"My God!" she gasped, shocked to see her husband hovering over her. "It's you! You're the one who's been fucking me!"

"Sure, it's me, baby," the man drawled as he pulled his softening prick out of her cunt. "Who'd you think it was? Your daddy?"

"Oh, no, of course not!" Jill flushed. "Why would you say that? I'd never…"

"Save it," Bob growled, lying next to his wife. "Why do you think I started fucking you? 'Cause you were hollering out for it. But not from me. You were begging your daddy to fuck you! Just like you must have begged him to fuck you all during those years when he was supposedly raping you. Why'd you lie to me, Jill?"

"Oh, God, Bob," Jill sobbed.

She realized that she had been caught, that there was no turning back.

"Listen, don't be upset," Bob murmured, reaching over and patting his wife's ass. Then he yawned. "Look, baby, I'm beat. This is my first fuck in a long time, and it took it all out of me. I gotta catch some sleep or I won't be able to function at work tomorrow. So let's just go to sleep."

"Okay, I'm real sleepy, too," Jill said, feeling grateful that her husband was letting her off the hook so easily.

She had been so sure that he would demand an explanation from her about why she had lied to him all these years about her relationship with her father. And she knew that he would want all the details. She sighed heavily, relieved that he just wanted to go to sleep now. She turned over onto her side, facing the wall, and she smiled secretly, thinking that if she were lucky, her husband would forget all about her and her father and she would never have to explain what had really taken place all during those years of incestuous fucking.

"So we'll just forget about it for tonight," Bob murmured as he turned over onto his side and closed his eyes, already half asleep. "But tomorrow night… tomorrow night I expect a full explanation from you, Jill… with all the juicy details."