A Lifechanging Honeymoon

Before I was married my boyfriend and I, we would often party too hard with friends and they would end up crashing (sleeping) at our house, or we would at theirs. At first it was kind of weird, the guys would often try to slide naked in bed with me after everyone else was asleep. It really shocked me, made me super nervous, and made me feel sexually desirable. What shocked me the most was my boyfriend was always sleeping right at my side when they tried to have sex with me. No foreplay, just a yearning lust driving them. I would push their hands and hard cocks away and always say no.

Then one night while sleeping at this good friend of his house, someone woke me with his hand under the blanket and his hand on my bare breast. It was pitch dark. My boyfriend was pressed up against me on his side, his soft cock against my left hip. I was on my back with my left leg over his legs and his hand was resting on my inner thigh.

This friend then leaned over and kissed me. He started to make love to me instead of groping me like the other guys had. The blanket was drawn back, exposing me to his touch, but not to his sight. His hands swept lovingly across my body. I was so afraid to make a sound or move a muscle in fear I would wake my BF. So, I just pretended to be asleep.

His hand reached my crotch, then slowly slid down my leg, pulling it towards him as he began sucking my nipple. My lower leg dropped off the low bed and his hand slowly teased every inch of my inner thigh on its way back up towards my pussy. Soon the only sounds were my BF breath in my ear and this guys fingers making wet noises in my vagina. I listened for any changing in my BF breathing that would show any sign he was waking up. So far, only a soft snore.

Slowly, ever so slowly, I felt this man crawl up over my body. I was scared to death, my BF was laying touching my entire left side. Then I felt his body come fully in contact with me, his cock easily slid right in, an he just relaxed and made himself comfortable. Not moving, just feeing his body getting to know mine. Then, ever so slowly and gently, he started quietly fucking me in short rotating motions.
I got really wet really fast and my clit was demanding an orgasm. But, I didn’t dare orgasm. I knew that would wake my BF up.

Then the strangest thing happened. My BF got an erection. A very hard erection. Then he whispered in my ear,

Is someone fucking you?

I didn’t know what to say. So I continued to pretend to be asleep.

Then this mans voice said, in a very quiet whisper,

I believe she is still asleep, I did try to be gentle and not wake her.

Dad? Don’t do this Dad.

Too late son.

And I felt my insides filled with this warm wetness. Then he slowly pulled out and off of me and disappeared into the darkness. My BF slid on top of me and within 30 seconds deposited his load in on top of his dads. He kissed me tenderly and said he was sorry that had happened, then went to sleep, right on top of me.

Two men got off inside me and here I am, wide awake and can’t even reach myself to bring myself an orgasm. Technically just raped by two men. And left horny. Shit. And I didn’t even know what Dad looked like.

My BF finally got off me at dawn and we got up and peed. Went back to bed and he licked me through several orgasms before we headed off to find breakfast then home.

This lifestyle, without anyone else fucking me, continued over the next year. And then his horny dad reappeared. Yep, you guessed it. He couldn’t keep his hands off of me or his cock out of me. I was powerless to slow down his advances, and my BF submitted to everything his father wanted in life.
His mom, his brothers and sisters were the same way. It was definitely a family of do it dads way or leave the family. I had the choice of, accept this, or find someone else to fall in love with and marry.

Now I have to admit, Dad was an adorable and talented lover. Our wedding was in mom and dad’s backyard. Small wedding with a simple white dress. Not exactly a traditional dress. Very short, very low cut. Made by mom to dad’s orders. I hated the dress. I stood there taking my vows with dad’s fresh sperm inside me. Dad told me he planned on breeding me, I had other ideas and a very secret supply of birth control pills. After the wedding, dad ordered his other sons to fuck me (to celebrate, he said) then drove us to the airport to start our two week honeymoon.

The honeymoon was absolutely delightful. It was clothing optional with no one under 21. Mostly very horny mostly nude couples. Daddy had sent us there so his son would get used to seeing me sexually with lots of other men. And we did do that. It was almost unavoidable there unless you never came out of your room. Mostly though, my new husband and I watched others and fucked each other, a lot. I mean, really a lot. Well, isn’t that what a honeymoon is for?

After a few days we met an adorably cute couple. They were super sexual like us and she was very bi. I had never even thought of being with another woman sexually before. She had the body and hair of NoFaceGirl, if you know who that is. But wow. First time I met her she spotted me from across the room and walked right over and kissed me full on the lips, her naked body pressed right up against mine. No introduction, just a crazy passionate kiss. I literally gushed all over her hand and experienced my first orgasm with a woman. Then she broke the kiss and said,

Hi.

Her and her husband never left our sides for the rest of our honeymoon. My husband and I quickly fell in love with them. That was ten years ago. We never saw Dad or his family or that hateful wedding dress again. We now live in Albuquerque New Mexico and the four of us share one California King Size bed.

Life is Good.

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