I am the worse person alive. I took a job cleaning the house for a couple because the wife was battling liver cancer. There was no way Ellen was going to make it. Because if all the stress and shit Brian and I became good friends.
We didnt plan on having sex but it just kind of happened and we were both addicted. I was falling in love with him and I guess he got off on a girl wanting him who was 22years younger then him.
We usually had sex in somewhat careful places. The basement, bathroom, garage, his office, car etc.
But this particular night we got careless. it started off fantastic. He was touching and kissing me everywhere. He was especially gentil and slow when taking off my clothes and handling me like I was priceless.
When I was completely naked and he kissed his way down and started kissing and licking my kitty I put my hands in his hair and told him that I loved him so much and I cried when he paused long enough to tell me that he loved me too. Ill never forget that moment. I knew he felt bad about ellen and I wasn't exactly thrilled that this was happening to her either but honestly I was so happy to hear that it was me he desired and loved now.
So I was enjoying what he had gone back to doing. It wasnt a loud animal monent. It was a very erotic but loving and romantic moment. He got up and grabbed my legs and pulled me up. He stood in front of the couch and moved me and spread my legs far and was licking me when Ellen came down. She never comes down!! Omg! This woman who was dying came down finally feeling well enough to spend time with her husband...her high school sweetheart and he was doing one of the most intimate things imaginable with a much younger woman. We had the lights on and anyone could have seen the destroyed devastated look in her eyes. It was terrible. She wailed and the sound she made wasnt even human. It was just God awful. I got dressed and he took me home. Elken died the next morning. This was bad...so so bad. I tried everything to contact him. Nothing. Finally i couldnt take it anymore and I went to his house. He was not happy to see me. I said I needed in to get sum things.
I was in the room ellen died in when he came in behind me. He was looking at me with pure hate. He told me to stay where I was and left. I have ni idea how he managed to get back so fast but he returned with my dad.
As he started telling my dad all about us he pulled out a gun and tied my dad to a chair. He told my dad that now that he knew what a slut his daughter was that he should want her to pay. He ripped off my clothes. He had let dads hands go and pointed the guy on dads head and told him to look at me and jerk off. I was crying. I seriously wanted to die. He grabbed me by my hair and forced me down so that my face was on my dads penis. I dont remember him tying dad back up by his habds were somehow tied again. He put the gun to my head and told me he was going to show his wife who I killed how little he thought of me in the room she died in. He made me give my dad oral sex. He even made me moan and play with myself and laughed about how wuick dad got hard and liking me doing that. He made me move around to my dads tied hands and rub myself on his hands so he could see how 'wet I got' doing that.
He had me untie dads hands and made him play with my breasts and use his mouth while i had to play with dads penis. I cried. I cried so hard I couldnt see and it got even crueler. He informed us he was taking video he tried to make me untie my dad but I was shaking so bad I couldnt do it so he did. After making me kiss my own dad he made me bed over til my head was on the bed...he crossed my arms behind me heas. My ass was straight uo in the air and he forced my dad to give me oral sex in that position and to play with ne breasts he made him stick his finger in my ass and Id never done that. He laughed and saud things like he knew dad notices how sweet and tight I am. Then the worse came. He made my dad out his penis insude of me and tell me Im so much better than mommy. He coldly told my dad not to stop until he came inside of me. After the worse night of my lfe was coming to an end he laughed at us and said he didnt have the gun on us the last 10 minutes. He pointed out that we could go to the police. He had nothing to lose because I took it. but he reminded us of something that had been on my mind. A oart where dad said 'Gid forgive ne its so good' and that everyone would know that. And my deepest shame if Im going to confess...I came when my dad was licking me. Omg I want to die. Not just because of that but I still love him. I called him a few days ago. He said he would see me. When I got there he crued and saud ge was sorry and that he did love me. And then he grabbed ne and was very rough with me. He was chocking me with his dick and hus hands. He made me lick his ass and then he held me down and let his dog.... Omg. Then He bent me over and i guess used lube because the next thing I know a searing oain shoots through my ass and Im hurt...Im hurt badly and I end up in the er with lots of wuestion. Still I love him. I think he understandably went nuts but I wont call him again. His hate is obvious. I dint think I can make it through this. I cant even look at my dad. I lost my love and Im in so much physucal and emotional pain. I have no where to turn and I know this is my fault and I hate myself for it.

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by Anonymous on Mar 17, 2014 at 8:40 AM

If your story is true (and it's truly sad), I think you need to remind yourself that this man (who is a total jerk) is 22 years older, and he's the one who allowed the relationship to go sexual IN HIS HOUSE. He's the older adult in this situation, and he's the monster who put a gun to your heads. He's the one who "snapped" when his dying wife saw HIM having sex.

And please know that our brains can't help it, and that when our sexual organs are touched in a pleasurable way, the logic and reasoning areas of the brain start to shutdown. It's all a part of evolution, in that our bodies put a priority on sexual response to help ensure reproduction happens. Don't beat yourself up. That guy is a total asshole.

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by Anonymous on Mar 17, 2014 at 12:35 PM

Listen up babe. If this story is true and I have no reason to believe it isn't, then my advice is. Since it appears that you, your father and the asshole are the only survivors with knowledge, and I'm sure by the way you told this, the asshole had the gun on both you and your dad and forced you into this, your dad would agree with you that this world would be better off without him. Now, it's you decision but my suggestion that you go to his home, with a gun, and when he answers the door just point the gun in his face, tell him to say his prayers because it will be his last words. Then pull the trigger right in his face. Now, search, with gloves on, and find his gun, after firing it one time into a corner flooring where it will be unlikely that will never be found, now place the gun in his hand, right or left, you should know if he was left or right handed. Now leave. We hope he went to heaven with his wife and got there 30 minutes before the devil knew he was dead. Return the next day with your cleaning equipment, let yourself in, the call 911 crying and when the police arrive, still crying, tell them this is how you found him when you arrived to clean his house. Perfect. It looks like suicide and very difficult to prove otherwise. The End. Signed: Ex-Cop.

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by Anonymous on Mar 17, 2014 at 12:51 PM

Good advice ex-cop but you forgot, tell her to be sure she is wearing gloves and a heavy long sleeve upper garment because when the gun is fired the back blast will leave an odor and invisible stains that can be detected via of ultra lights or whatever. Not saying they will want to test you but it's better to be safe than sorry. Good Luck!

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by Anonymous on Mar 17, 2014 at 4:15 PM

they would test her carefully. in addition to covering the arms and hands, cover your neck and face the Vaseline and wear a shower cap to prevent blow back of blood and tissue from getting on our face and neck, and caught in your hair. Don't throw anything away, burn it in a burn barrel and don't leave said barrel until everything is burned beyond recognition. I'd get into the house and get his gun to use as ballistics would prove a different weapon was used.

Still all in all, you sound like a wonderful and fantastico fuck.

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by Anonymous on Mar 22, 2014 at 10:29 AM

It's not your fault!

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