Cuckolded By My Son, Sissy watches as his son screws his wife

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Laura then came over and untied me. Now was my chance to get up, to get angry and lay down the law in my own house but I knew that I was no longer in charge around here. How could they take me seriously with a raging hard-on and my son’s cum dripping down my chin. I had to admit defeat and walked, red faced, from what had once been me and my wife’s bedroom to my new room, formerly my son’s.

Lying back on Adam’s bed, I finally began to stroke my hard, aroused cock, masturbating myself while all the time in my mind flashed images of what could be happening in the next room, images of my wife lying back, her luscious curves draped in flimsy lingerie, her pussy penetrated by my son’s big, hard cock. Her so beautifully soft and curvily feminine, him so strong, toned and completely in control and, before I knew it, my dick had exploded and I came all over my chest.

Soon after, I fell asleep and yet still my dreams were filled with thoughts of my son and my wife in hard, passionate sex, their hot, wet bodies pressing together, I just couldn’t get it out of my head and I knew then that my family life was not going to be quite the same from then on.

And I was right. My life certainly did start taking a strange turn from that day onwards. I had become a willing voyeur in my son and my wife’s incestuous affair. The next day I hardly saw either of them for most of the day until Laura, still my wife I guess although our relationship had changed so dramatically since the day before, came and found me. Once again her curvy body was barely covered by some thin, sensual lingerie. She smiled a triumphant grin at me.

“Hey, you pathetic little man,” she smiled, “Our studly son says that given how much you seemed to enjoy watching him fuck me last night, he’ll let you shame yourself again, seeing your own son fuck your wife so much better than you ever could. He knows that that kind of humiliation is what turns you on.”

I should have said something there and then, objected in some way to being treated like this, but the truth of the matter was that she was kind of right. My well hung son ploughing my wife’s wet pussy with his huge cock was all I had been able to think of all night. It was an image that continued to linger in my head at that moment. Even as Laura said those words I was picturing it, imagining myself sitting their watching while her hot body writhed in pleasure before me, pleasure that my son was giving her while I was helpless to do anything but watch astounded and stroke my own much smaller cock. Just thinking about it was getting me semi-hard.

“Oh yes, Laura,” I found myself saying before I could stop myself, letting my true feelings come spilling out, “Please let me watch. I love to see you getting fucked. I want to watch our hot, hung son fuck you hard.”

She laughed and grabbed me by the hand, dragging me upstairs, “God, you are pathetic,” she scoffed, “And, to think, I stayed married and faithful to you all those years, never knowing I was missing out on so much. No wonder I love feeling a real man like our son deep inside me.”

She opened the door to what had once been our bedroom and lead me inside. Adam was already in there, stripped naked, his tall, toned, muscular body looking so strong and imposing. His shoulders were broad and his chest hard and rippling with muscle. His long, thick cock was already hard in his hand as he looked up and saw us walk in. He gave his mother a dirty grin and then glanced at me with a withering glare as if to remind me quite how insignificant I was, quite what an inferior specimen of manhood I was alongside him. That look from that muscular stud made me blush but it thrilled me too, the thought that the truly manly cause of my humiliation was my own son made my little dick grow harder again.

“So, he likes to watch how a real man does it,” Adam grinned at his mother, not even turning his attention on me, “Very well then. He has to strip and sit beside the bed. He can watch me fuck you, mum, but he can’t touch himself or you until I say so.”

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