Sick But Considerate Wife

"Karen, do you love your father?" Susan asks.

"Huh?"

"Do you love your father?"

"Mum! What kind of a question is that?"

"I need to know, baby. It's very important to me," Susan persisted.

"I guess so," Karen said, feeling rather uncomfortable talking about such soppy things.

"Good. You know he's a very good man. He has been looking after me so much at the same time as still looking after you. He even doesn't think about himself."

"I know he's been looking after you..."

"As you have, baby," Susan intervened.

"Thanks, Mum," Karen smiled. "But he looks aright. He looks after himself by doing exercises."

"There are other ways he is not looking after himself. And this is what I want to talk to you about."

"Really?" Karen was intrigued.

"There are reasons why a man and a woman marry. When they are married they do things in private..."

"Mum!"

"Please honey. I need to explain. Since I have been sick we haven't...I haven't been able to do those married things and I can't really help your father."

"Mum, this sounds embarrassing!"

"I guess it is, but I need to speak to you about it and ask for your help," Susan said.

"My help?"

"Yes, honey. You know about sex?"

"Golly, Muuum!"

"Do you?"

"Well, yes. We had Sex education at school, you know," Karen revealed, turning red and hot.

"Good. Well, so you know man and woman have sex but your father and I haven't been able to have sex," Susan blurted out quickly before she lost her nerve.

"Do I have to hear this, Mum? It's embarrassing."

"I know, honey. It's embarrassing for me too. But I have to talk to you about it so that we can help your dear father." Susan took a deep breath. "Your father and I used to have lots of sex. He really enjoyed having sex. But now that I am...well sick...I can't have sex," Susan paused again. Hearing herself speak so explicitly to her daughter was making her head spin. "So your father is...in a way...suffering without having sex."

"Gosh!! Really?"

"You see, a man needs to have regular sex...else he feels uncomfortable and...kind of suffers."

"Wow!"

"I have told him that I wouldn't mind if he met up with other women to have sex," Susan was really going for it now.

"No way, Mum! You would let Dad have...with other women?!"

"Yes, honey. He needs it."

"And did he? Does he?"

"No, that's the whole point!" Susan said excitedly. "I help him with my hand and, you know..., but what he really needs is to have intercourse...to fuck."

"MUUUM!" Karen shouted covering her own mouth, aghast at her mother's swearing.

"I'm sorry, baby. But that's the truth. I guess you need to grow up a bit faster by knowing the truth."

"What DO you mean, Mum? Why are you talking like this?"

"Sorry, baby. OK. I'll get to the point," Susan said, sighing loudly, building enough courage to drop the bombshell on her daughter. "As I said, your father really needs to...have proper sex, but he won't go with other women, he said that is betraying our family. So my idea is for you to help him."

"Eh? How can I help him?"

"Er...How would you feel about having sex with your Daddy?" There, she said it.

Silence.

The two of them continued to stare in silence.

"Honey, are you alright?"

"I'm not sure I heard you right, Mum," Karen whispered, not believing what she heard; somehow she believed that she'd get into trouble for talking about sex, even though it was her mother who initiated the talk.

"How would you feel about letting Daddy fuck you? He may agree to that, as it is keeping it in the family. You would be really helping him," Susan looked at her daughter. Not quite believing what she her self was saying. But she needed her only child to grow up fast and decided to use crude, arousing word, instead of clinical word like sex.

Living in the remote countryside they didn't meet many people, but that's how Susan and her husband Harry wanted it, away from the harsh world, keeping their daughter safe. But now things had to be different. She couldn't see any other way.

No reply.

"Honey? I'm sure...No, I know you will really enjoy it. He will make sure you also enjoy it. I know I really used to enjoy it when your father made love to me, when he used to fuck me." Her own heart was pumping at being so explicit. Hoping she was doing the right thing.

"You...you...actually want me to let Dad f...," Karen couldn't say it.

"It's OK, Karen. You can say it. You can say 'fuck'. You won't get into trouble," Susan reassured her daughter.

"You want Daddy to fuck me?"

"Yes," Susan simply said, as if it was a simple everyday thing they were talking about. "To help him. Will you help him, honey? Will you help him have sex? A grown man needs to fuck regularly." Of course a grown woman needs to fuck regularly as well, but due to her illness she couldn't, though masturbation helped.

"Golly! I never knew. Mum, I don't know anything about that. They never mentioned that in sex education. I haven't even kissed a boy," Karen pleaded reasonably.

In some ways Susan was relieved to hear this confession. You can never tell with kids these days. But then at the same time here she was actively encouraging, even goading her to HAVE sex. With her own FATHER. Incest! 'Jesus. What am I doing?' she thought.

"Don't worry, honey. You father is a very good lover. He will teach you everything. He won't hurt you. You would be doing him a very big favour if you let him fuck you. Honey, trust me, he really needs to fuck. He hasn't fucked in over a year now and it's driving him crazy. He ends up masturbating really hard and it hurts his penis. Putting his penis inside a vagina again will be such a relief for him." Susan was really laying it on thick. "Karen, I know many girls want to save themselves for someone they like or for their wedding night. I don't want to pressure you. It was just a thought to see if you would like to help your father. I know it's a big decision."

"I don't know Mum. I never thought about it like that. But does Daddy really want to f...fuck me?"

"I haven't talked to him about it. It all depends on what you say. I'll talk to him if you say 'yes'. But trust me, most men fantasise about having sex with young girls, but they don't say it. And trust me, you are so pretty, Daddy will really love to have sex with you, don't you worry about that!" Susan recalled the many role playing and sexy, dirty talk sex sessions with her hubby.

She recalled how much of a beast Harry was when it came to sex. Oh, yes, he was a considerate lover and they've had plenty long romantic tumble in the bed; but above all he had a strong sex drive, and he loved to simply FUCK! She did her marital duty and let him mount her whenever he liked, in bed or any other part of the house when they were alone. Oh, she didn't mind. She loved it as he let loose his beastly ardour with the rough hard thrusts between her legs, pushing right up inside her. But, yes, she liked to fuck as well. And that's why she found it easy to talk about fucking instead of using any other words.

She'd given him hand jobs and also allowed him to climb onto the bed and straddle her face and let him fuck her mouth. But they just weren't satisfactory and she would gag when his thrusting into her mouth became too vigorous. And blowjobs were not convenient in her state.

So, this was the only solution...if Karen and Harry both agree to it. She just saw it as a win-win-win for all three. Harry gets to fuck (and fuck his daughter), Karen gets to experience sex, and with a thick adult cock (whilst her friends are still chasing boys), and she doesn't have to feel as guilty about depriving her husband of the sex that he needs.

"Really? Men think about fucking young girls like me?"

"You bet."

"Wow!" But Karen paused and frowned. "But...but..."

"What's the matter?" Susan asked.

"In Sex Ed the teacher showed us pictures of young boys and girls like us...naked; and pictures of naked men and women. And...and men are SO big. Daddy wouldn't go in me." Karen showed logical concerns.

"Very good point," Susan was proud of her daughter. "Yes, Daddy's penis IS much bigger than a boy of your age. But at your age your Daddy's penis should fit in your vagina." Then she added: "I think it will be a tight fit, especially since you're a virgin, and because of that it will be even more fun."

"Really?"

Susan nodded.

"So, what do you say? Will you help your father? And do you want to learn and experience sex? You'll be having lots of sex, whilst your friends are still talking about chasing boys for a kiss. How about

that

?"

"Yeah! That'll be so neat!"

"But Karen, you DO realise that you can NEVER EVER tell ANY of your friends that Daddy is fucking you; that you are having sex with your father. There would be a lot of trouble and he would go to jail," Susan had to make sure Karen understood.

"Oh, I hadn't thought of that," Karen confessed in a thoughtful confession. She was contemplating seeing her best friend's face when she told her about seeing her father's cock and him fucking her.

"Not a word, or even a sly hint, or ANYTHING," Susan wanted to make absolutely sure.

"OK."

"In fact, with your friends you are to act as you have always been, trying to talk about and chasing boys."

"I understand."

"Good. So, shall I talk to your father? Shall I say that you have agreed to help him and let him fuck you? Or do you want to think about it?"

"OK," Karen said and nodded slowly. It was finally beginning to dawn on her the enormity of what was being decided here.

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That evening, as she lay in her bed stroking her husband's cock, Susan decided to ask him. He was standing next to her bed - they slept in different rooms now; her bedroom was downstairs.

"Harry, honey, you know I'm so sorry you can't fuck me anymore," she started carefully.

"Baby, don't start that again. I understand. You have nothing to worry about. I'm ok," Harry said, but of course he was lying.

"I have a plan. You don't want to go with another woman...,"

"That's right. I just can't contemplate that, honey," he interrupted.

"I know. But what if you kept it in the family?"

"Eh? What do you mean?"

"I mean, you can fuck Karen," Susan said quickly, before she changed her mind. And at the same time she stroked his cock quickly.

"WHAT! Are you out of your mind?" Harry just couldn't comprehend what her wife had suggested. "I thought you might be thinking of your sister."

"Would you like to fuck Mary instead? I can talk to her," Susan was serious about that.

"Are you serious? Are you crazy? As if Mark would agree for her wife to be fucked by me."

"No, I guess not. It would be too complicated, and they live too far away," Susan saw the issues. "We could NOT tell Mark. Hmm...but that's why Karen is perfect. It means keeping it in the family, she's in THIS house, not far away, and it means you can have sex with her whenever you want."

"Susan. I can't believe you're saying theses things. If

I

had said something like this you'd swear at me, slap me and ask for a divorce."

"I know baby," Susan confessed with a sigh. But she persevered. "But I'm thinking about you. You haven't had sex in a year; and I know how much you like to fuck. My pussy was always sore before, with your pounding."

They both laughed.

"Yeah, I guess I used you a lot."

"Listen, I've already talked to Karen and she's agreed." Harry's cock jumped to attention.

"WHAT? You've already

talked

to Karen? What the heck did you say to her? She's only 18, for God's sake."

"I gave it to her straight. I told her how much you like to fuck and that you are missing out on your fucking and that you're suffering because of it, because you can't fuck me."

"Fuck! You

actually

said that? You said that to our 18year old daughter? What did she say?!" Harry asked with incredulity in his voice, stunned that that his wife would have said such explicit and private things about him, and her being only18 and not yet dating.

"She said she loves you very much and that she would be happy to help you."

"She

said

that?"

"Yes. And I said that you'd be gentle and that she'd really enjoy fucking."

"Jesus Christ. You actually said THAT?!"

"Yes," Susan said patiently. "Harry dear, don't act so ethical. When we're fucking you remember the number of times you had said how you're so excited about her tits and how you'd like to suck them. And how much you'd like to fuck her as she's so pretty like me?" Susan teased.

"Jesus, Susan. You can't bring that up. That's not fair. That's just sex talk. A fantasy. YOU had similar fantasies about teen boys," Harry's guilt and discomfort showed through.

"Your fantasy can come true. Harry, she said yes.

You

can fuck her.

I'm

giving you permission to fuck her. And I

know

you'd love to fuck a teen girl; all men would love to fuck a teen girl. This is jackpot; a win-win-win for all three of us."

"For all three of us? How's it a win for you? What are you getting out of it?"

"Guilt. I'm sorry for not being able to do my wifely marital duty. I'm sorry you can't get to fuck the wife that you married. This way I'm no longer depriving you of one of your basic needs. Your right to fuck your wife." She was almost crying now and not playing with her husband's cock.

"Baby, I already told you, I don't mind..."

"You have to say that. But I know how much you used to fuck me. We fucked often and everywhere. This way we just keep it in the family and we help each other. No one needs to know."

"Yeah! That's the other thing. I could go to prison for..."

"No one will know. I've spoken with Karen. She understands not to talk to anyone about it."

"You've thought of everything," Harry was running out of excuses; but then he realised the obvious. "Everything's hunky-dory but aren't we forgetting that she's only 18. And can I actually..." Even after all this talk he found it hard to finish the sentence. But his wife had no qualms.

"Can you actually get your cock in her?" Harry just stared at his wife in amazement and his new found admiration for her. "Harry, dear, she is not small in stature, she's also developing fast -- as we can tell by her already sizeable breasts for her age. And dear -- and I don't mean this in any way as an insult -- you are average size. I mean if you were larger then average then I would NOT have suggested this. I know how a very large cock can feel -- and no, it's not the time to talk about my past fucks."

"You HAVE thought of everything."

"And don't worry about her age. She's told me she's already had boys in school groping her arse and grabbing her tits out of curiosity. Very soon she's gonna get requests for handjobs and blowjobs; and some a boy is gonna ask her to fuck her."

"Really?"

"And one more thing. Her periods aren't regular yet and far apart. So you don't even have to wear a condom," Susan smirked, raising an eyebrow. "In fact the doc said her periods will normalize when Karen starts to have intercourse. So, you'll be helping your daughter as well by fucking her."

"Jesus. You're some woman. I don't know what I did to deserve you. I love you honey," Harry said and gave his wife a long loving kiss.

"So it's a YES then?"

"Yes, ok. If you insist."

"I insist you fuck Karen. And by the looks of your cock, it's already ready for Karen." Susan said, rapidly stroking her husband's cock to tease him.

"Je...sus," Harry said, shaking his head.

Harry and Susan both loved Karen dearly and doted after her. She was long time coming; they had to try for many years for Susan to get pregnant. The wait made her even more precious; especially since Susan can't have another baby. And the wonderful thing is that Karen loved both parents just as much. So to actually have sex with Karen would be really strange, excluding the fantasies and the sex talk. But Susan knew Harry was suffering and having a loving daughter would make this idea a little easier.

Harry went for a walk whilst Susan had another word with Karen. Oddly he didn't think he could face Karen just now.

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Harry returned from his walk and changed into his pyjamas for the evening.

"Go, honey. Go and have your dream and fantasy come true. Go and fuck Karen, our pretty daughter," Susan encouraged Harry, whilst massaging and stroking his cock through his pyjamas, in case he was having second thoughts. "Just take it easy tonight. Don't let all your year's worth of pent up urges come out all at once. Control your beast, ok? You'll have many more days. Now go and enjoy."

He was the adult, he was the father, and yet he was feeling scared, nervous, like he was going on his first date.

He knocked on Karen's bedroom door.

"Yes?" a meek voice answered.

Harry tentatively opened the door and saw his young daughter already in bed with her covers over her.

"Hi," he said and slowly walked to the bed. "How you doing?"

"Good."

He sat down on the bed. "You know why I'm here?" Karen nodded. "Are you ok with it?" Somehow he felt obliged to ask, even though his wife had said everything was sorted and all he had to do was enjoy himself and let his lust loose. Karen nodded uncertainly.

There was a long pause. Then Harry got up and said, "I'll switch off the lights." As much as he wanted to see Karen naked he thought he'd be less self conscious if it was dark.

Climbing in the bed with Karen he caressed her face.

"You are so pretty, just like your mother."

"Thank you," Karen whispered. She was now really aware of her father's big warm presence next to her; his body touching her side.

"Thank you for helping me. You are a good girl. A good daughter," he said.

"I wanted to help," she said innocently.

With shaking hand his caressing went lower; it travelled over her thin nightie and cupped her left breast. The soft round youthful firmness felt magical through the thin material. He heard her take a sharp deep breath and felt her chest rise. He lowered his mouth and latched onto her smooth, luscious sexy young lips. The kiss was like nothing he had ever felt. His cock became hard and nudged her right thigh.

He couldn't take it any more, he pulled the cover off, slipped his hands under her nightie and pulled her panties down and immediately dived between her legs, burying his face in her crotch. His vigorous licking shocked her but it got her moaning.

"You taste and smell so clean!" Harry commented.

"Mummy told me to have a shower."

"I need to takeoff your nightie," he said directly, coming up from between her legs. The nightie was off and there lay her 18 year old daughter, completely nude. In the dim light he could make out the swell of her young tits and the growth of her soft pubic hair above her pouting pussy lips. He drank in the sight, making him dizzy with what he was seeing and what he was doing. Legally no father is allowed to see this sight, but here he was.

"I need to take off my pyjamas also," he said.

The girl watched in rapturous silence. But her breath stuck in her throat and her eyes widened when she saw the giant stiff cock sticking out from her father's body. She felt scared. Somehow it looked so menacing, and it was pointing at her. It looked much bigger than the one they showed in the picture in the Sex Ed class. There it wasn't hard and pointing like this!

He climbed back naked onto the bed as he saw her intently staring at his projection. Legally no daughter should see her father like this, but here he was, standing completely nude and sexually aroused.

"Have you ever seen one? Have you ever seen a cock?" he asked.

"No," she whispered, shaking her head.

"Touch it," he instructed. But when she didn't move he took her hand and wrapped her fingers around his hard cock. "Move your hand up and down, like this," he further instructed, showing her how to masturbate him. "That feels really nice."