My Wife Is a Total Slut - Pt. 02

This is the second part of "My wife is a total slut."

Everyone in this story is over 18 years of age.

This story is purely a work of fiction- all characters in this story are fictional.

After our first encounter, Kira slept in Paul's bed every night. I would hear them fucking everywhere in the house and often watch them. As much as I enjoy watching, and playing my part as the voyeur, I liked to give them some alone time too. Kira would usually come to me after they fucked and ask if I would like to reclaim her pussy- which I always obliged.

I loved filling my wife's pussy, and I was surprised how much I enjoyed fucking it after she had already been filled up. I was also trying to give my son a run for his money in the "who could knock her up first" contest. I'm not exactly sure that we could actually tell who's it is, but if he was going to try to knock her up, I would too. It's safe to say that everyone in the house, even my wife, was fucking way beyond our norms. It was pretty great.

A few nights ago, Kira came to me after they fucked, super excited and said, "Paul wants to use me for his art project at school!"

I didn't get why she was so excited, "ok, that's cool. But why are you so excited?"

She looked at me, like the cat who swallowed the canary, "it's a photo class project, and he needs a nude model."

"Oh, shit." I said. I now understood why she was so excited, my wife loved being a total exhibitionist. She also loved anything that seemed to break the rules- so being her son's nude model, for a SCHOOL art project was probably flooding her pussy as we were speaking.

"Wait, I don't understand. The HIGH SCHOOL has a nude model assignment?" I questioned.

"No, it's for his AP class that is at the college. It's perfect because no one knows who I am there. Our son will be posting nude pictures of his mom and no one will even know- isn't that the hottest fucking thing?"

I had to know how wet the thought of this was making her. I walked up to her and shoved my hand down the front of her shorts. As I slid my fingers into her sopping wet cunt. I said, "I knew it!. Your pussy is totally flooded. You are so fucking wet, you love this, don't you!!"

Her head fell to the side, as her body started to turn to jelly as I started finger fucking her cunt. "Oh god yes. I'm getting so fucking wet just thinking about it." I could tell she was starting to get into the zone.

Then she snapped out of it for a second, "But that's not all me down there. Paul bred me again before he left for school this morning."

I looked at her sternly, "Oh, sounds like I need to reclaim that cunt then. Pull down your shorts and bend over." She immediately obeyed- pulling down her shorts, panties and bending over the kitchen table.

"Yes daddy, see if your cum can beat your son's to my womb. His already has a head start, you better shoot deep and quickly daddy." Kira said this in her most slutty voice and now I really had a raging hard on.

I pushed her face down onto the table as I jack hammered he slutty pussy. I was so turned on that it didn't take long for me to empty, what felt like a sizable load into her wanton cunt. "God I love you, you perfect slut!"

Kira was literally drooling on the table, and murmuring some incoherent shit. I have no idea what she was saying, but her tone sounded hot as fuck.

"I don't recall you calling me daddy before." I said still holding her by the hip with my cock softening, but still deep inside of her. "It was hot, but where did you get that from?"

"It was never a thing to me before- but it's what Paul makes me call him now. He said that if he is going to give me a baby, I should call him daddy. The first time I did it, it felt so taboo- I came instantly. I really like it now- and I figured, I have two daddies- so I should really call you both that. Is that Okay, daddy?"

My cock twitched inside of her. "Oh" she said, "I can feel that it is definitely alright. Thank you daddy." My cock twitched again- was my cock getting hard again? Damn, I'm already ready to go again. So I started pounding that pussy again.

"Oh, god, thank you daddy. Thank you for fucking your little girl so good." Kira said, like the evil little slut that she is.

Then I heard the back screen door open, as I turned around I saw Paul's face with a big smile on it. "What are you doing home so early?" I said, still pounding away at his mother.

"It's senior year, dad. I'm ditching. I thought I'd come home and bang my mother again." With that he pulled out his cock as he walked towards where his mothers face was smashed against the table.

"Here, try and fit this in your mouth mom." He slapped his cock down on the table and it made an audible, "plop" sound. Kira, pulled her face over the edge of the table and started licking the head of his cock.

"This tastes like pussy" she said. "pussy that is not mine. Were you fucking your girlfriend earlier?" Kira had this dirty knowing look on her face.

"Damn mom, you're like a professional cock and pussy taster. I was." Paul said chuckling.

Watching her lick the head of his cock sent me over the top, I shot my second load into her pussy. As I started to cum, Kira shoved as much of Paul's cock in her mouth as she could, which muffled her moans.

"Right on queue dad. Mind if I take a turn at that hot cunt?"

"Not at all my boy. In fact I'll take pleasure in it, as I've been getting your sloppy seconds for weeks- only fair that you take some of mine." As I said this I looked at Paul with a shit eating grin on my face.

Paul forcibly pulled his cock from his moms mouth, grabbed her by the hips, and slid her around the table so he had a good angle to enter her.

"Oh, my other daddy is taking another turn on mommies cunt. Please use me daddy. Please breed your mommies little pussy." Kira said this with in a perfect slutty tone. As much as I had just cum, my cock wanted to get hard again hearing her talk this way. Calling her own son, "daddy". That was really slutty, even for her.

Paul just grunted and pulled her hips into him, pounding her with a fury few men could muster. Within minutes he was unloading another huge load into his mothers cunt. Then he looked at me.

"Want to watch yesterdays highlights, pop?"

"Sounds like a good way to relax, I'll grab us some sodas and meed you in the living room." I said with a smile.

We both walked away from Kira who was still laying on the kitchen table, gobs of cum running down her legs. Drool pooling by her face, and she was murmuring something.

"You okay, hon"

Kira nodded, her face sliding up and down in a mixture of drool and cum. Eyes still vacant, her arm shot out and she gave a thumbs up. I grabbed the sodas and met Paul in the living room. We turned on the tv and watched highlights together- like any other father son.

The next morning, I awoke to my wife screaming."God DAMN!".

I jumped out of bed and started running towards the bathroom- where I thought I heard the sounds coming from. I met Paul in the hallway, his face looked as concerned as I felt. We rant together in silence.

Arriving at the bathroom, we were met with a vision of Kira sitting on the toilet, legs spread- hairy bush for all to see, still shouting, now it was obviously in joy. "Yes, Yes! You fucking did it?" With her panties still around her ankles, she hopped up threw her arms in the air in celebration then hugged me and Paul both. It was then that I noticed that she had a home pregnancy piss test in her hand. She stepped back and looked at the two of us intently.

She pushed the test into our faces, "One of you fuckers knocked me up!" She said with the biggest smile on her face. "My money is on Paul, simply for the volume of cum that he has unloaded in my cunt in the last five weeks." Then she looked at me, "but honey, you're not out of the running- you've shot at least a load into me everyday. It actually could be yours too!"

She looked so happy, I think she swept both Paul and I up with her. We all just started cheering and laughing together. It was totally surreal.

For the next few days, Paul and I would rib each other about who was most likely the father. I would tell him how my seamen were much more experienced in breeding her, as I had done it three times before. To which Paul was laugh and say how stupid I was, and that clearly his younger, thus stronger sperm were clearly the champions of his mothers womb. It was all in good fun, and we were both having a great time poking at each other.

Kira seemed even hornier- if that could be possible. Honestly my cock started to hurt from the constant fucking. Paul would fuck her in the morning, then I'd fuck her. We'd sometimes tag team her in the afternoon or early evening and god knows what they did all night. For a 47 year old woman, my wife was a total beast- hell for a 27 year old woman she was a beast!

About a week later, Kira and Paul went on a photo shoot in the forest. This was the photo shoot for his school project that Kira had happily agreed to be the model for. They were gone much longer than I thought they would be. I was really starting to worry when I got a text from Kira around 1am saying"

**Kira: Hey babe, don't wait up, I think we are all just going to get a room here tonight. The boys and I got carried away and we're going to stay at the lodge up here for the night. Love you, and see you tomorrow!"

Boys? Plural? I thought it was just her and Paul taking pictures. Who were these other "boys"?

TO BE CONTINUED.