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From: "Phil Phantom" <PP@PhilPhantom.Com>
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Date: Sat, 18 Nov 2000 11:10:02 -0500
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   Lessons in Cheating

   By: Phil Phantom

   HTTP://PhilPhantom.Com

   Bill came home from work early to catch his bride in bed with another
man, fucking up a storm in their marital bed.  As if that weren't bad
enough, the man was his father who had also served as the best man two
months earlier, now being the worst man, but clearly the better Darlene
fucker.

   Bill knew that his lovely bride had already taken a lover.  Fresh wet
spots in the marital bed told him that much; plus, he wasn't stupid. 
Someone made her loose as a goose where she had been tight as a mouse. 
Bill could get her as loose as a fat rat.  Goose was a job for the hung and
furious.

   Bill also knew that his pop was getting some on the side, and that
something was really something, made a new man out of him, put a bounce in
his step and a song in his heart.  A gal like Darlene could do that for a
man like his pop, but Bill never dreamed the two were doing each other
until he stood in the open bedroom doorway and saw the last ten minutes of
unprotected sex.  For the last five, they knew he was there but couldn't
stop fucking furiously.

   A few minutes earlier, they probably could have disengaged and been shy,
embarrassed, ashamed, and very sorry, but they crossed a line where neither
cared.  They crossed the don't-give-a-fuck line and seemed to be trying to
show Bill what real fucking looked like.  Bill needed the support of the
door jam to watch furious infidelity.

   For seven minutes, Bill got a lesson in real fucking, the kind that
drives a wife to cheat and a father to betray a wife, a son, and everything
he stood for.  Pop had been a man who stood for all things decent.  Bill
still loved them both, but he saw what great sex can do.  Bill witnessed
the power and prayed that his dear sweet mother never had to witness the
power.  The same lesson would kill that frail and decent woman.  Bill had
to wonder how she ever took a fucking like Darlene took, unless his Pop
fucked Darlene differently and only made sweet and tender love to his wife.
That was possible, because he sure fucked hell out of someone else's wife.

   Though his Pop wasn't wearing a condom, Bill was sure he'd pop out in
time.  He had to know Darlene was fertile and unprotected, and all the
semen that got on sheets seemed to suggest a lover who pulled out...or two
cheaters who rolled all over the bed and kept fucking with a messy pussy.
That would also explain the problem, but nothing explained why Darlene
didn't change the bedding after cheating the fuck out of it.

   Bill first slept in a fucked-up bed that he had nothing to do with
getting that way ten days after the two-week honeymoon.  He didn't say
anything, nor did he say anything about the next two times, but after the
fourth in four nights, Bill had to talk to someone.  Pop was the type of
pop a son could take something like that to.  Pop knew women.  He'd know
why she did that.  He'd know how to handle a situation like that.

   As Bill watched them fuck, he thought back to the father and son
conversation they had out on the porch swing while Darlene helped her
mother-in-law put the finishing touches on a family Sunday dinner,
traditional dinners that brought the grown kids and their families together
once each week like mini-Thanksgiving dinners.  Bill being the last of five
to leave the nest and the only kid with no kids of his own, the dinners
were now quite large, nothing mini about them.  In fact, Bill felt
fortunate to have his father's ear and no others when there had to be
twenty sets of ears running around the old homestead, not counting the two
sets on a porch swing as well as six adult female sets busy in the kitchen.

   Bill made sure there were no nearby ears before quietly saying, "Pop, I
have a big problem with Darlene.  She's cheating and doing it in our
marital bed while I'm at work."

   Pop toked on his pipe, thought, then said, "Son, you marry something
that fine, you can't expect an exclusive.  Like the song says, if you wanna
be happy for the rest of your life, make an ugly woman your wife [toke
toke] assuming fidelity makes you happy and looking at true-blue ugly
wanting you and only you don't make you unhappy."

   "Dad, I'm happy with my choice.  I can live with her cheating, but I
wish she'd be discrete about it.  She's rubbing my nose in it, Pop."

   "Hold your breath."

   "It's not that bad.  She won't change the bedding after she fucks it all
up.  I'm sleeping in wet, sticky sheets.  We both are, and the bed reeks of
cheating sex.  Pop, that...that stuff gets on my pillow.  Pop, my nose gets
in it.  Why is she doing this?"

   He toked, pondered, then said, "Cheap thrills."

   "Cheap thrills!  Isn't cheating in her marital bed cheap enough?"

   "To some, yes, but obviously not to her.  She may be cheating just to
get the bed messy."

   "What do I do about it?"

   "Give her a cheap thrill."

   "What...don't say anything?"

   "I wouldn't.  If I had a wife like Darlene, and I do, I would look for
ways to give her cheap thrills.  She is giving you one.  You have a choice.
Give it to her, or ruin it for her.  She'll love you for giving her that
special gift, and she may hate you for being petty, childish, insecure, and
for ruining it for her.  Take my advice, son.  Find a good puddle of fuck
and put your nose in it, close your eyes, and go to sleep.  Do that, and
you will impress the hell out of that girl."

   Bill never expected advice like that from a man like that.  Puddle of
fuck?  Bill wanted to explore that subject but a cute pair of ears came
running up and hopped on her Grandpa's lap to say, "Paw Paw, Frank yanked
my panties off and said the 'C' word."

   "He did!  He said it was cute, did he?"

   She giggled and said, "Not cute.  He said cunt, and he called me one
juss cause I have one.  Now, I have one with no panties on it cause he kept
'em and won't give 'em back."

   "Well, we better go have a word with young cousin Frank.  Will you
excuse us, Uncle Bill."

   Bill excused them, then saw his pop stand with Gee Gee in his arms, a
manly hand cupping her bare ass, giving Bill a look at a cute
eight-year-old cunt before going off to settle another family sex crises.
Frank and Gee Gee were the oldest of the offspring of offspring. 
Ten-year-old Frank belonged big sister Katy.  Gee Gee was brother Greg's
eldest daughter.  The grand-offspring sexual shit was starting already, but
the man to settle all shit was the man Gee Gee came to.  On Sundays,
parents stayed out of any shit.

   Now, Bill saw who made the pillow puddles of fuck in his marital bed,
and couldn't help but wonder whose cheap thrill that was, anyway.  One
thing was sure.  They both got cheap thrills out of him standing there and
watching, getting a good view of their business ends doing the dirty deed
through to a great climax that put all the fuck deep in a fertile cunt it
had no business being in.  When they were all done, they clung to each
other and rolled to place the female cheater on top, giving the cheated
upon yet another view of gross decadence and marital infidelity, as though
he needed another view.

   Darlene slowly pushed up to a sitting position with the softening cock
still deep within her.  There, riding high in the saddle and bit too high
up on the saddle horn, she took a few deep breaths and without looking back
said, "Bill, I decided to have a baby with your father.  Your father and I
discussed the idea of him helping make your children.  I should have told
you he was willing to help.  I'm sorry you had to find out this way.  I was
hoping you'd bring the subject up when you could see you were getting lots
of help, but you never did.  Why didn't you?"

   Bill took a seat on the bed between his father's spread feet, looked at
his pop's balls getting soaked, and said, "Why don't you answer that, Pop?"

   Darlene looked to the horse's ass she sat upon, wanting an answer.  He
said, "I may have misled him.  He came to me early on, about a month ago,
and told me he was getting help with something he wanted to do all by
himself.  I advised him to say nothing and give you a cheap thrill by
saying nothing."

   Darlene was stunned and said, "Bill, your father advised me to do it
that way to give you a cheap thrill.  He swore to me that you'd love
sleeping in cheat sheets.  He also convinced me that you wanted some other
man to get me pregnant, that the idea of raising another man's bastard made
you horny.  He got me pregnant, Bill.  Damn you, Charlie!  Why did you lie
to us?"

   "I had no other choice, Darlene.  You made my dick hard, but you refused
to be unfaithful to the man you married.  You forced me to lie, but I
understand and forgive you.  As for why I misled my concerned son, there
again, that was your doing and all your fault.  That pussy was so damn
good, and you were such a great fuck, I had to buy myself more time. 
Again, I forgive you, sweetheart.  Honey, you ain't built for faithful
service.  You are Darlene the fucking machine, and you gotta keep that
chassis well lubed." He said while stroking her sexy thighs and ass.

   Bill couldn't see the warm smile, but he saw the pride.  That
explanation satisfied Darlene the fucking machine - made perfect sense. 
Then his Pop said, "Darlene...Bill...Please forgive me, but the flesh is
weak, mine in particular.  I had to have pussy this good just once before I
die.  Bill, I begged.  I got down on my knees and I begged your lovely
wife. She took pity and gave me some.  That only made it worse, because
then I knew how good it was.  Son, I would have told you anything to get
more, and Darlene, there is nothing I wouldn't say or do to get more pussy
off you, sweetheart.  I knew I'd get all I wanted if we were working on
making a baby.  I knew it would all come out some day, but I have lived day
to day on cloud nine each day that I didn't have to face up to my sins.  I
have packed more living into these five weeks than I have into the last
fifty years.  I can't say that I'm sorry.  All I can do is beg forgiveness
and understanding from two people who have every right to hate me."

   Darlene ran her loving hands over his big hairy chest and purred, "We
would never hate you, Huggy Bear."

   Bill said, "Pop, I will never hate you.  You have been a great father,
the best.  I have never seen you so happy and full of life.  Now, I see
why, but, to be perfectly honest, I feel no outrage or even hurt.  The
deception bothered me, but now I understand that.  If I were to change
anything, it would be to dispense with the deception.  I mean, I have long
accepted that my wife had a lover, accepted then got used to it.  Finding
out that her lover is you comes as a great relief.  At least a child of
this affair will carry some of my genes.  I can't speak for Darlene, but
this doesn't bother me, nor does the thought of this affair continuing
bother me.  I guess what I'm saying is, the two of you have my blessing to
carry on openly."

   Darlene laid over Charlie to offer Bill another shocking view of
infidelity, then made it vulgar by reaching back with both hands to pull
her cheeks open while saying, "Are you telling me that this sight doesn't
bother you?  Look at it, Bill.  Look at your father's spent cock in my
pussy and tell me that sight doesn't bother you."

   This was giving the spent cock another erection, and Charlie placed his
beefy hands on her upper legs to help open her up and move her on a
stiffening cock while saying, "We can make that sight a sight better.  Look
at your father's cock fucking your wife's pussy, Son.  Tell her how that
looks to you."

   Darlene said, "Charlie, I think he gets the picture.  If he says he
don't like it, you don't get no mo.  You have rubbed his nose in this
cheating affair enough as it is.  I think you get off on doing that."

   "And you don't.  He said openly.  I'm just being open.  You were being
open when you reached back and pulled your cheeks apart.  That wasn't
necessary, either.  Let's both be open.  Let's get this fuckin' machinery
out in the open.  If the boy can't handle it, let's find out, now.  If he
can, let's be as open as we'd like to be."

   She mulled that over while letting him make her pussy ride his cock for
Bill, then said, "Well, Bill, what are your thoughts?  Be honest.  As you
can see, we are."

   Bill saw his wife take a more active role in what was now fucking with a
stiff cock, her messy beaver going the full length.  She lost the cock a
few times in her eagerness to show him the full length of cock she had in
her pussy - mighty impressive - ten thick inches - easily twice as much
cock as she married.  Bill watched for several minutes before saying,
"Looks great.  Be as open as you'd like to be.  The only thing I feel is
happy for both of you and good about being able to watch this.  I feel a
part of it.  That feels better than being left out or being left in the
dark, or simply being left with the mess.  Too bad Mom can't accept this."

   Charlie said, "What makes you think she can't, or that she hasn't
already sat where you are and massaged Darlene's ass and legs?"

   Darlene said, "She does, Bill.  I get great massages while I cheat - not
just ass and legs.  She'll massage anything, even my cheating pussy."

   This news almost made Bill fall off the bed.  Instead, he got to his
feet and began pacing, deep in thought.  Charlie kept an eye on him. 
Darlene slowed and looked back, fearing a fuck-up.  Clearly, Bill wasn't
taking this well.  Darlene got off and sat.  Charlie sat up.  Bill came to
stand at the foot of the bed to look at each in turn, then say to his
father, "Dad, how could you rub Mom's nose in this?  She doesn't deserve
this.  What kind of cheap thrill can you be getting by destroying her and
making her massage a woman you are fucking?  What kind of man are you,
anyway?"

   "You have it all wrong, Bill.  There is a side to your mother you don't
know - her underside.  You would not believe me if I told you, but she
enjoys massaging Darlene.  She loves seeing Darlene naked.  She doesn't
care that I am fucking her.  If it will get Darlene naked and wanting an
intimate massage from another woman, your mom is all for that."

   Bill obviously couldn't believe this.  Darlene said, "It's true, Bill.
Your mom is very bisexual, but she is also very shy and can't openly admit
it.  We are helping her get comfortable with her bisexuality at her own
pace, and she loves this.  This was not our idea, Bill.  She caught us
messing around and tried making us feel okay about it.  We see through her,
but we aren't about to make her feel uncomfortable.  We are headed for a
threesome, but at her pace.  She lets us know when she's ready for more. 
It isn't what you think, Bill.  She thinks she is pushing us to be this
nasty.  She feels totally responsible for this affair.  The truth is, she
is.  I never would have done anything with your father without her urging
me to."

   Bill said, "Why?"

   Charlie said, "She's getting a cheap thrill out of it, that's why.  I
love her, Bill.  I told you, I look for ways to give my wife cheap thrills.
When I saw that she wanted me to take a sexual interest in your wife, your
fiancee actually, I already had that.  I knew I could give her that cheap
thrill.  Son, I have been putting the make on Darlene for almost six
months. I had to beg for pussy, but not for good blowjobs in the nude."

   Darlene said, "Mostly with your mom massaging while watching or watching
while standing lookout, but she insists that good blowjobs be given in the
nude.  She does not like seeing me in any clothing, and she also thinks a
nude girl should be using her mouth on something.  Bill, if you have a
problem with this, go talk to her, but we wish you wouldn't.  If you can
accept our affair, accept it as a threesome, because that is what it is and
has been all along.  She isn't ready to go down on me, but she has no
problem giving me something to suck on.  We do make out and she is getting
nude with us.  We are getting there.  At this point, you might spook her
and send her back into her shell.  Then again, if she comes all the way out
and gets comfortable, she may not mind you pulling up a chair or taking a
seat on the bed.  You could end up giving her massages while she eats my
pussy."

   Charlie said, "You could end up fucking her while she eats pussy.  Greg
is and has been for five years.  Incest isn't her hangup, and you are cuter
than Greg."

   Bill combed fingers through his hair while saying, "Damnit, could you
let me adjust to one thing before hitting me with something else.  Fuck!  I
don't believe this shit.  Greg is fucking Mom?  For five fucking years. 
Does Cheryl know?"

   "Everyone seems to know except you, Son."

   Darlene said, "Everyone seems to know about the three of us except you.
Not only that, but your sister Katy is fucking Roger, and his wife is
fucking Ted, who is also fucking Katy.  His wife is fucking John, who has
an affair going with Sue and your mom."

   "John is fucking mom, too!  Christ, why am I left out of the fucking
loop?  What kind of family is this?"

   Charlie said, "Close and getting closer all the time, mostly because
your mother is loosening up, looking good, and feeling sexy to both sexes.
Bill, she is actively promoting family closeness on all fronts.  She gets
off on playing matchmaker.  When there's trouble, she's in there playing
patchup.  She gets right in the middle of all this shit, just like she is
with me and Darlene.  She brings people together, then sees that they get
along.  She just hasn't gotten around to you, yet.  I'm sure she will, but
she's spinning plates and can't spin one more."

   "This is unreal."

   "Right now, she has a wobbly plate in Donna accepting that Greg and Sue
are lovers while her mother-in-law is matchmaking Frank with Gee Gee. 
She's relying on me to get Donna's plate spinning again, but I'm busy
trying to make a baby in your wife, otherwise I'd be happy to give her a
spin.  Do us all a favor and go fuck her so that little Frank can get some
Gee Gee cunt.  Your mother would greatly appreciate any help you can give
her, because the child's mother is being difficult."

   Darlene shrugged, as in, "Help if you want."

   Bill shook his head, plopped onto the bed, looked from his wife's beaver
to his father's limp dick, then to their faces as he said, "I'll see what I
can do, but could I see this cheating thing again.  I think I have it down,
but I'm a little confused about where to stick the dick."

   Darlene smiled big and came to hug him on her knees and say, "All right.
One more time, but pay close attention this time.  If you stick the dick in
the wrong hole, it won't work for shit."

   Bill watched closely this time.  Show that boy something three times,
he's got it.

   The End

   Read other stories by the same author by visiting Phantom Base at
HTTP://PhilPhantom.Com

   CAUTION: Exercise caution and good sense before engaging in unsafe sex
practices that involve any exchange of body fluid, even contact with open
sores or small cuts.  Scenes involving large objects, tattoos, bestial sex,
body waste ingestion, bindings, devices and gadgets are the stuff of
fantasy and are offered to promote the only safe sex there is -
masturbation.  Before you try anything, find out what the risks and hazards
are because they can all be deadly.  Read, enjoy, and remember - sex with
minors should be left to other minors.  PP



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