Long story short, we arranged to meet up at my place the following weekend.Kev and Danny arrived together, having driven up from the city, and I sized...Danny up while serving them drinks.Not what I'd expected, he was around 30, red-haired and built like a brick shithouse. Decent-enough looks-wise, but nervous-looking. I smiled to myself as I passed him a beer, imagining that he was thinking about his wife and two rugrats at home. Kevin had told me Danny was kind of in denial about the pair's sex. Dad found my hole with a finger and began to insert a finger in my now very wet cunt. This felt so good. He only did this for a short time then he told me to lay on the couch and spread my legs very wide. I did as told. Mom then told Tim to get between my legs and she directed his cock into my pussy. We were told that Tim was going to fuck me as his cock was smaller than dad and it would be easier on me for the first time. Dad spread my pussy as mom took Tims cock and poked it into my hole.. For others, it might have looked that I was upset that I don'tknow what happened to me last night. But I knew what happened. Kindoof. And the tears were of pure joy that my mum calls me Chelsea andnot Charles. It also made me feel bad about my dishonesty. If I wassomehow given a new chance in life, I should make the best of it. Andthat also means being honest to myself as well as to others.Especially the ones close to me. But someone or something had chosenthat I'm a potential rape victim right. Her hands pushed me back down into the bed when I tried to roll over. I don't consider myself a meek person, but in bed I have always been on the submissive side. In my regular life, I don't like to be controlled in the sense that my significant other holds things over me or manipulates me, but in bed I like for someone else to have control.McKayla was always the dominant one in our sex life. I never minded because she had earned my trust. When she put a blindfold on me or tied me down, I never.