Non-original father-in-law's sex slave

My father-in-law's sex slave:
I married John six months ago. Because he was still in university, we still lived with his father, Daniel. John went to class or worked, while I helped with household expenses.
Before we got married, we had
sex frequently, but after marriage, because John had to rush to class, work, and even stay at school for research, we didn't have much time for sex. I'm telling you all this so you understand why I always feel awkward and uneasy whenever I have the chance to be alone with John's very charming father for several hours.
Daniel is around fifty years old, but he looks at least ten years younger than his actual age, and his handsome charm is no less than that of Paul Newman.
In short, John's father is very good at flirting, and whenever John isn't around, he likes to stare at me until I blush with embarrassment.
I haven't told John about this because I don't know what he really thinks. Of course, I know perfectly well that I keep it a secret because of my guilt, and I like his behavior.
The whole thing started out quite simply, mostly just lighthearted banter and occasional pats on the butt, nothing more.
Then, Jenna barged into our lives. I remember it was one night a month after John's father started dating her, and he brought her home for the night.
To my astonishment, Jenna was only a few years older than me. After Daniel introduced us, he led Jenna into the bedroom.
John was still at work and hadn't returned yet, leaving me helplessly sitting there, listening intently to the moans and laughter coming from my father-in-law's room. I
sat there on pins and needles for a while, nervously wanting to go to the bathroom. But as I approached my father-in-law's door, the sounds became even clearer—the sounds of sex, laughter, and moans were crystal clear.
My face flushed, my heart pounded, and my whole body felt hot. I was so obsessed that I pressed my ear against the paper-thin door to eavesdrop. I became incredibly aroused, and to match the moans from inside, I inserted my middle finger in and out of my own genitals. As Jenna screamed and reached her climax, I followed suit, equally aroused.
Afterwards, I was weak and exhausted, and before I could be discovered peeping, I limped back to the sofa in the living room.
Ten minutes later, Jenna came out of the room alone and sat on the sofa opposite me. Before I could speak, she said,
"Daniel wants to sleep for a while!"
I replied,
"He works very hard."
"It's nothing for him,"
Jenna giggled, making me blush with embarrassment. Then she put her hand between her legs and said,
"His is so big, it looks like I'll be swollen for at least a week!"
She winked at me.
Normally, I don't like these kinds of conversations, but this time was different. Her words not only fueled my desire but also made me delighted to see her openly put her hand inside her panties and rub her vulva.
"Aren't you done yet?"
Daniel shouted as he walked into the living room and sat on the armrest of Jenna's sofa. His posture allowed me a clear view of what was under his towel.
I tried not to look, but it was impossible. Seeing his large penis hanging there so clearly aroused my lust. If I looked again, just one more glance, I knew my pants would be soaked with desire. I
struggled to my feet, said hello, and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Less than five minutes later, I heard Jenna giggling again. My position allowed me to see everything happening in the living room.
I couldn't believe my eyes. My sexy father-in-law was still sitting on the armrest, the towel on the floor, his penis hard and erect. Jenna was kneeling between his legs, licking him like a popsicle.
Leaning against the doorframe, she reached into his briefs and, just like two hours earlier, began thrusting into my wetness for the second time. The moment I touched her wet vulva, a surge of excitement coursed through my body, almost bringing me to orgasm. I gritted my teeth and held back, waiting for Daniel to groan loudly, arch his back, and ejaculate a thick, scalding stream of semen into Jenna's mouth before allowing myself to experience my strongest, most intense orgasm.
Afterward, I staggered back to the sink to continue washing the dishes. When I finished and dried them, Daniel, fully dressed, came in and told me he was taking Jenna home. I nodded. He leaned down to kiss my cheek, but I automatically turned my head away, and we ended up kissing mouth to mouth.
My vulva was still burning with desire, and this kiss only fueled the fire. I didn't care about anything else and shamelessly stuck out my tongue for him to suck on. But it would have been better if he hadn't; the more he sucked, the faster I reached my climax!
He groaned, one arm around me, the other stroking my buttocks, then pressed me forcefully against his body, pressing my vulva tightly against his semi-erect penis:
"I'll be back in an hour!" "
The moment our lips parted, he gasped. I whispered back,
'I'll be ready!'
Forty-three minutes later, my father-in-law opened the door. I had showered, sprayed on perfume, and was wearing a thin, almost transparent nightgown—in other words, practically naked!
Daniel smiled approvingly, leering at my trembling body as he walked into the living room and sat down beside me.
'You were spying on us, weren't you?'
I confessed.
'Yes.'
Daniel asked.
'You know what I like most about Jenna?'
I giggled.
'Her mouth, right?'
Daniel blushed with embarrassment, cleared his throat, and said,
'She always reminds me of you. Actually, I wanted to sleep with you the moment John brought you home.'
This time it was my turn to blush. I closed my eyes, waiting for the inevitable passionate kiss, and mumbled,
'Me too.'
I was ready for him to pull me down and insert his ten-inch penis." But... he wanted more. He didn't just want intercourse; he wanted "making love," making love his way.
He started by gently kissing my cheeks, chin, and neck, and finally my lips. We intertwined our tongues, taking turns sucking each other's mouths for about ten minutes before he began to caress me. He
cupped my breasts in his large hands and licked my nipples through my pajamas until they were erect and trembling. Then, in his own way, he licked and kissed my body downwards, all the way down to my chin and inner thighs, making me giggle until he stopped.
"Help me take off my pants,"
I said breathlessly.
Daniel obediently moved back, but he added a little more stimulation. He not only peeled my panties off my writhing buttocks but also held them up to my face, licking the areas covered in my juices.
This was the sexiest and most alluring thing I had ever seen. It thrilled me so much that I screamed, spread my legs, and lewdly gazed at Daniel. I reached down to my vulva, touching my wet labia with my middle finger, gently stroking upwards and downwards, upwards and downwards, upwards and downwards…
Daniel roared, throwing his underwear to the floor, kneeling down, turning my body upright, pushing my legs up, and placing them on his broad shoulders.
"I want to suck your cunt!"
my father-in-law panted.
"I'm going to suck your cunt until you beg me to stop. ...And then...and then, I'll keep sucking, keep sucking, keep sucking..."
These words struck me like lightning. Daniel and his son, who "quietly climbed and silently had sex," were completely opposite types.
I was so excited by his hot threats that my juices were already flowing even before his lips and tongue touched me, my cunt tightening in anticipation of his attack.
I screamed, locking my legs tightly around my father-in-law's head, arching my buttocks as high as I could, letting my wet cunt fully enjoy the service of his playful tongue until I was breathless with pleasure.
Finally, when he moved his face away from my juicy cunt, I was exhausted!
My father-in-law put my legs back on the sofa and kissed and licked my panting body from bottom to top. When our mouths touched, I tasted my own juices in his mouth for the first time. The excitement and stimulation made my whole body tremble violently.
"You smell so good!"
my father-in-law chuckled softly, then slipped his tongue into my mouth.
I wanted his taste too, and I planned to make him feel good, just as he had excited me. However, I longed for a different kind of pleasure.
I wanted John's father to insert his ten-inch member into my already wet vagina, and to fill my hole with his thick, hot seed.
As I secretly simulated my absolutely satisfying plan, I suddenly realized that my father-in-law was already waiting there completely naked. I hadn't seen him undress at all. Perhaps he had taken off his clothes while he was licking himself in ecstasy!
His hard member rubbed against my vulva, making me feel restless and unbearably itchy. I kept twisting and moving my hips until the wet, shiny glans met my opening. With a forceful thrust, his magnificent member inserted the first inch into my thirsty depths.
Wow! So big! His penis was incredibly large; even though I was wet and aroused, it still throbbed painfully. When his behemoth thrust inside, I could
n't help but scream. "Let's stop here, okay?"
my father-in-law said breathlessly, gently biting my neck.
I reached out and grabbed his buttocks, pressing down hard. This action couldn't have made my meaning clearer: I absolutely wouldn't allow my dear father-in-law to actually pull his pleasurable yet painful "vaginal expander" out of me.
Daniel simply kept his large penis inside me, making me incredibly uncomfortable. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his buttocks, begging him to thrust into me quickly, hard, and fiercely.
My moans and groans aroused his wildness, like a lustful bull roaring.
He wielded his exceptional "spear," roughly thrusting it into my trembling hole, while simultaneously inserting his fingers into my arched anus. Under his relentless assault, I climaxed once, twice, three times... but my father-in-law continued his relentless assault.
Finally, when he called my name and poured about a gallon of hot "milk" into my vagina, I was already excitedly stimulating to the point of madness. This heat threw me into another vortex of orgasm. I screamed, yelled, scratched, kicked, shook, and twisted wildly until I squeezed every last drop of fluid from his testicles before collapsing from exhaustion.
I don't know how long I was unconscious, but when I woke up, I was lying naked on my own bed, covered with a blanket. Daniel was standing naked beside the bed, looking at me. His penis was limp, but it looked just as good as when it was hard and erect. I tilted my head up and kissed the head of his penis.
Daniel laughed, reached out and stroked my hair, and said in a fatherly tone,
"Are you satisfied enough tonight, Miss?"
My abdomen trembled, and I lay my head back on the pillow. Daniel was absolutely right, but judging from the implication of his words, I knew we would enjoy this incestuous sex again.
I told him without hesitation that next time I wanted to suck his penis until he was so excited he was practically rolling his eyes back in ecstasy.
If I was lucky, tonight would be the time.
Tonight was what I was really looking forward to!

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