Daughter-In-Law

[SparkyMan]

Daughter-In-Law (Closed Thread *for now*)
Thread Name : Daughter-In-Law
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Registered Participants : SparkyMan & Sinful_whispers
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Credits: (original story idea from CHYOO's "Father-In_Law" (original post by coleman)
Brian Robertson =============> SparkyMan
Susan Robertson ============> Sinful_whispers
Mike Robertson =============> RockYourWorld

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Brian Robertson had a long flight to Salt Lake City from DC. The flight wasn't particularly enjoyable, but he made it nonetheless. It'd been five years since he'd last seen his son. Mike. Their last meeting filled with sorrow, grieving over the burial of Brian's wife, and Mike's mom (Mary), of twenty some years.

Mike was born out of wedlock, but Brian and Mike's mom vowed to marry someday and when they did, Brian was the ringbearer. Those were all old memories now. Brian had come to visit, and hopefully put some spark back in his life. Grieving for five years, had finally been enough. Brian was ready to live again! He wasn't quite fifty yet ... he had some good years left in him! What a fine way to start, he convinced himself, than to visit and spend some quality time with his son and Mike's wife of almost seven years, Susan. They were both in their late twenties, and their company would surely inject some special enrgy into him.

His flight arrived early since he managed to connect to an earlier flight in Chicago, rather than wait for Mike to show up, he decided to surprise them, and take a shuttle to their home in the hills.

The shuttle said limo service, but it was more like a school bus, he silently cursed as they drove along, past the city and into the suburbs, where each home was nestled into a seemingly carved out niche of mountain space. One of those spaces belonged to Mike and Susan. The van pulled up to the secluded house, surrounded by a forest of trees, sloping down from north to south. Big large windows surrounded the house, giving the occupant a wonderful view of the sun as it rose in the east and as it set in the west. The southern side protected them from the harsh wintry conditions associated with the area. This area doesn't come cheap, but Mike could afford it. He was a hard working executive in a growing company.

There was one problem though! And I was about to find out all about it!

I popped open the unlocked door and poked my head inside. "Hello?" I stepped into the lavish foyer area, lit only by the incoming sunlight, but bright enough to let me inspect every detail of the greeting area. "Anyone home?" My voice echoed through the house. Finally I heard a female voice from the back of the house.

"Oh my goddness! You're here!" The next thing I saw was a beautiful curvaceous woman, running towards me with her arms wide open, and a beaming smile on her face. Her long hair was flowing behind her until she caught up to me, filnally falling to just above her rounded hips. The hug was tight, more like a squeeze, almost taking the air out of me. "What are you doing here? You weren't supposed to be in till late tonight." She stammered, her eyes were glistening in the bright light, and I was immediately taken aback at Susan's natural beauty, never really having looked at her as anything other than Mike's wife.

I told her about the trip as she escorted me to the kitchen for something to drink. We sat and chatted for a while, and I complemmented her on a wonderful house, that I was sure only she could have decorated so nicely. Again she seemed to glow with happiness and pride. However, when I finally brought the conversation around to Mike, her glow seemed to quickly fade, an energy-sapping force draining her of her life's necessity. I didn't need to pry, when she volunteered, that Mike had lately seemed more married to his career, than to his lovely wife. He was working late hours, taking long trips, many times not coming home on the weekends. Late nights, early morning meetings... all the usual stuff that ruins a marriage.

Trying to change the subject Susan looks at her watch and suddenly realizes, it was near the time, she needed to pick Mike up at the airport. "Look! I've got to go get Mike at the airport shortly. You're more than welcome to go with me. But in the meantime, I need to shower and get changed." We were walking back into the foyer and heading up the stairs. "I'll show you your room. If you want to freshen up, there's a bathroom over there," she pointed to a small bathroom at the end of the hall. "You're room is right here." Susan opened the door and waved me inside. "Get yourself situated, and relax. Help yourself to anything." Her voice sang like chirping orioles back home. I thanked her. "I shouldn't be more than a half hour," she stated as she turned and disappeared into her room.

Five minutes after I heard the water running, the house phone was ringing. "Brian? Can you get that?" I heard Susan yell from within the shower, somewhat muted through the partially closed bedroom door.

I answered. It was Mike. He was surprised to hear I was at the house already! He was glad that I was there and looked forward to spending time with me. But then his voice changed! "Dad. Look! Somethings come up on this business trip, and I won't be in till Monday. But then we'll spend some time together okay? I gotta go, can you tell Susan for me?" I told him I would and sadly hung up the phone.

I guess I was in a half daze, disappointed at not seeing my son for another three days. I walked into Mike and Susan's bedroom to tell Susan. Normally I would have knocked, but I had been so depressed I guess I wasn't thinking clearly. The open bathroom door and the sound of running water, quickly snapped me back to my senses. My eyes, were magnetically drawn to the reflection in the mirror of the naked woman bathing under a waterfall of heavily misting water, lightly enveloped by a low fog of steam. I stood mesmerized for a just a minute before I backed away to the door. The from the doorway, I hollared in. "Susan?"

She answered, and I told her Mike had called. I also informed her of his change of plans. "Son of a bitch," I heard her say as she threw the bar of soap down at the ground.

ooc: sorry so long --- initial post to set it all up

 

[Sinful_whispers]

All the excitement Susan had within about seeing her husband, finally having him home for a change drained from her almost immediatly.A few choice curse words escaped her lips.Susan usually was very lady-like and din't use those words much unless she was to a point, and Mike had her there.She wanted to scream out, and throw a fit beyond all fits that an angry, hurt wife could. yet she didn't.

Susan finished her shower, as she let the hot water run over her body longer, hoping that it would calm that 'beast' within her down a notch.Bending over she grabbed the soap, placed it back in the dish upon the wall and shampooed her long tress of dark hair.Wrinsing it out she let a few thoughts pass thru her mind.Okay, she vould be pissed till he came home.two, she could just pack up and divorce him, Three..she could hire a hit man to snub him.and there was four, she could just enjoy the next few days with her father-in-law and completly forget that she even had a husband at all.

She decided that the last one was the better choice.Susan felt a pit in her stomach the last few months.Mike never comming home these days, nor was he exactly calling like he used to.She didn't know what was going on.She felt it had to do with her..what was she doing wrong, always questioning herself daily.Always finding fault in herself, finally she thought, maybe it wasn't her and it was him.

Stepping from the hot shower she reached back and turned off the water, grabbing a big fluffy towel she wrapped it about herself and padded softly across the plush dark emerald green carpet.She knew Mike worked hard, and he gave her everything she could want or long for.The only thing was she didn't have him.Drying off she decided she didn't feel like cooking this eve and they would either go out or order in. Brain was probably tired so she was figuring more calling to gino's for italian.

Before she decided on what to wear she thought she'd better ask him first.Padding to the door, her body dropped of water from her flesh as well as her hair."Brian? I have a question you around? Would you like to go out to dinner or order in?" She wasn't exactly sure if he was able to hear her or not.Susan figured he would either pop in the door or yell to her.She turned and walked to her vanity table , picking the brush up she beagn to brush thru the long silken darl locks.

 

[SparkyMan]

Damn! Susan sounded pretty pissed. I'd be too ... I mean I was disappointed, but he did promise to spend time with me on Monday! But none of that mattered at this point. All I could think about was Susan's naked body in the mist. Droplets of water running down the smooth curves, dropping onto the floor. The soft supple swells of her breasts, and the tight apple shaped buttocks! Seing the soft porn image in the reflection of the foggy bathroom mirror, made me realize how long it's been since I'd been intimate with a woman. Actually it caused my hardening member between my legs, to remind me.

I had to shuffle to the sanctity of my room. I thought I closed the door before plopping onto the bed. I quickly unzipped my trousers and freed my stifness to the cool crisp air blowing through the slightly open window. I closed my eyes and repainted that picture perfect image and wrapped my hand around the swollen shaft. I slowly stroked my hand as each stroke of my mind's paintbrush made her image clearer and clearer, removing the dull lines created by the haze, replacing them with the fine details of her stiff nipples and ....

."Brian? I have a question you around?"

SHIT! Damnit caught! I quickly shoved my raging rod back into my boxers and hurriedly zipped up feeling the blood rush to my face as embarrassment overwhelmed me.

"Would you like to go out to dinner or order in?"

I looked at the door. I could see her shadow in the narrow seam between the door and the jamb, but she didn't enter. Thank god! But wait! Maybe she did ... and saw ... and just politely interrupted me? Swirling images and confusion wreaked havoc on my sanity as I tried to make sense of it all. I listened as she walked away, presumably back to her room. I calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief. The more I analyzed the situation, the more I realized she probably didn't catch me.

Man I gotta be more careful. But man I needed relief! Aha. The solution hit me. I need a shower! Safe confines of a shower, and I could relieve the increased tension. I waited for the swelling to go down just so that it wouldn't be blatantly obvious I had a raging boner, yet if Susan was looking, she'd definitely see the bulge!

"What was that? Oh dinner? We don't have to go out. Maybe we could watch a movie or something on TV." I offered a nice suggestion, since I really didn't want to get all dolled up for dinner and not have Mike present. I thought I heard Susan say okay ... so I headed out of my room and into the hallway with a change of clothes. I just called over towards her door. "Um Susan? I'm gonna just jump in the shower, order me anything. You know their specialties. Oh! By the way. Where are the bath towels?"

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Susan thought she had heard hr father-in-law speaking as she turned and headed towards the doorway, letting the brush run thru her long wet hair once more, as she dropped it down to her side with her arm.Her other was tucking the soft fluffy towel in a bit more as she headed to her doorway.Just as she was going to step into the hallway her eyes lifted and seen him standing there.

" I thought..well, I asked you if you were going. I mean if we were.." her words trailed off as she jumbled then up trying to think as to what she was going to say.Her mind was pre-occupied with the message he had given to her.Susan wasn't as angry as she was upset and hurt.She took everything to heart anymore.

"I don't feel up to cooking, or dressing up tonight and asked if you wouldn't mind basically eating in.There are a slew of movies I had just bought that are in Mike's study on the cabinet and a few of his own there as well.War movie, and adventures I think Sci-Fi..I really have no clue honestly.I hardly ever enter this study, I let him have that as his own private domian."

Her eyes ran down along him noting the slight outline of his semi-hard cock in his pants, lifting them rather quickly as she blushed.Her cheeks turned a light pink, and felt warm to her for a few minutes."T-t-towels are in the bathroom linen closet as you walk in to the right." His breath was warm as it blew across her face.her lips were inches apart from his own as they spoke.She swalowed slowly as her breaths were taken and released feeling her chest rise and fall under the towel wrapped about her.

"Follow me and I'll show you Brain." Susan quickly pulled back and walked around her father-in -law, in her mind she replayed the sight of his crotch and semi-hard cock that pressed to the material.The warmth seemed to have gone from her face to her loins almost instantly.That wetness felt as she walked towards the bathroom." Okay, I'll oder pizza then thats easy enough unless you would like something else.I'm game for anything actually, I like it all." She spoke as she turned into the bathroom opening the closet door and grabbing a towel, stepping back as she stood before the shower doors."Here you go Brian, one fluffy clean towel.Hmm..you prefer I call you Brian or dad? " She held it out to him.

 

[SparkyMan]

It was a treat indeed, once again, letting my eyes wander over the terry cloth robe, sensually clinging to Susan's form, her one arm clutching to keep it closed as she came out from the room to greet me.

She started stammering. Damn! She was embarrassed! She had caught me before, and was now too embarrassed to look me in the eye. Aw shit! Then she started talking about staying in and watching movies. Isn't that what I had suggested?

As per her instructions I followed that swaying ass, noting the definite rise and fall of each cheek with every step she took. Susan led me into the nice, but narrow bathroom, fetching a large towel along the way. "Yeah, pizza sounds great. Do you like sausage and meatballs?" I offered, suddenly realizing the double entendre. I was quickly getting more and more embarrassed at my uncontrollable raising staff, wanting to just jump in the shower and hide.

Unfortunately, with Susan standing with her back to the shower and me taking the offered towel, we'd have to do one of those awkward tangos where two people pass by one another to get to where the other was standing previously. What I really wanted to do, was to just push Susan into the shower, soaking her hair once more, along with the robe till it became too heavy for her to keep on, dropping it to the floor as I stepped in and pressed my hot naked body next to hers, the two of us bathing each other with soap, then tongues, and mouths and ... GOD! I gotta stop!

"Um? Is that one of those fancy new showers with all the fancy knobs? I get confused with all that new stuff. Do you mind starting it for me?" I laid my towel on the nearby sink as Susan turned to oblige my simple request. "And oh, by the way, I like both Brian and Dad! They both sound warm and inviting coming from you."

I watched Susan innocently bend into the shower to turn the water on for me and adjust it to the right temperature. What she didn't realize ... or maybe she did ... was that I was rewarded with a wonderful glimpse of her smooth rounded ass when her robe rode up on her back. I could almost see the puffy mound peering back at me at the utmost juncture of her long curvy legs.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Susan tried like hell to stiffle back her laugh as He asked her about liking sausage and meatballs on her pizza, she looked him over quickly. Her eyes dropped down and back up slowly looking over his groin area a bit longer than she should have, raising them to meet his own of color."I really could answer that two ways 'Dad'..one, yes I do like it on my pizza and then two, Hell its been so long I don't even know what it is anymore."Her blue eyes softened and she reached up and wiped a tear away.It wasn't from crying it was from laughin.

Susan looked at him a bit longer not really starring but pondering him.He was handsom, and she liked older men.There was something about him tho, perhaps his eyes, or maybe she just knew his cock was hard in his pants.That caused her to grow moist between the thighs.Susan wanted to bed him, and bed him now.Her desires were burning within.She couldn't even remember the last time her and Mike even had sex.

Gawd she thought what was she thinking that's her father-in-law.Her tongue just barely slipped from her mouth and along her lips as she could almost taste him in her mouth.Mike wasn't to into having his cock sucked and Susan never understood why.All the men in her past loved it and said she did a good job at it.he hated his nipples teased as well, another thing that she loved to do was tease, suckle and bite a man's nipples.

Recently her doubts sexually were lingering in her head, causing her to feel a complection about her adaquecy sexually.Susan in the first time of her life wanted to have an affair.To feel like she was a woman, to get back what Mike was slowly taking from her.

"Yes, Mike had those installed , water savers.More trouble than they're worth actually. "Sure dad, I don't mind offering you a hand."She whispered softly to herself as she wasn't sure if he could hear her or not."Or two or anything you want from me."Turning around she slid opened the door to the shower and bent forth.The feeling of the cold air against her warm flesh caused her to shiver.Her ass went up high as her feet bounced from side to side shifting her firm rounded cheeks under the edge of the robe.

The cool air danced along her sfreshly shaven lips, as she felt another chill and quickly stood up as she water ran down into the tub.Pulling up the knob the shower kicked on at full force.Little did she know the shower head wa faced out from the last time she cleaned it as it soaked her fully .Quickly she reach in and turned it away from her then looked back at him.Susan looked like a drenched rat as she stood there.

"Dad, the showers ready." Susan spoke in a soft voice then laughed out."Ugh! this is going to be a long nite Dad." Padding to him and she had to turn sideways to get by him figuring she would just go back to her room and change into dry clothing after drying off again. She stopped right before him, and didn't move for a minute, standing against him as her breasts pressed against his chest.

His shirt soaking the water from the thick terry robe.her eyes fell to his, as her loins ached with a burning desire , her lips wanted to taste his, to run her fingers thru his hair, to press against him and grind her hips hard.

 

[SparkyMan]

I couldn't help but feel sorry for Susan, as I caught her implication of hers and Mike's problems. Her bright cheerful eyes, clouded with that painful memory. Our eyes met and I wanted to say something, but just didn't know how I could soothe her, yet at the same time, I wanted to have her too!

I could feel my cock twitch in my pants as I saw the very tip of her tongue snake out to trace along the rosy red lips, bringing a shine of moisture to them. Suddenly the cloud had evaporated and her eyes had a strange look, a burning, longing stare as we silently stared for that brief moment. Then she turned to start that contraption of a shower.

I was too busy noticing ... no staring ... at her ass as she was bent over, that I didn't even realize she had started the shower spray. It wasn't util I myself was also getting splashed, that I looked up to see Susan. Her long beautiful black tresses, matted down with the new fresh water that had spilled from the turned out shower head. I had to stifle a giggle, looking at the drowned lady, the wet robe hanging heavy on her shoulders, water dripping like a rainforest from the ends of her hair.

Well the shower was started, and Susan was excusing herself to leave. She moved to get by me in the narrow path, wedging herself between myself and the sink. There she was, pressed into me, her legs on either side of mine, her terry cloth covered mound pressed against my hardness, her tits, mashed into my shirt, her ass cheeks overlapping the edge of the sink, her face so close to mine.

Gawd. What was I doing? I was dying here. I had to take her ... but that should only be an old man's perverted fantasy... not reality. The moment was here, and I was speechless, and breathless, my heart pounding at critical care speeds. I did the first thing that popped into my mind.

Slowly I savored the moment in my mind, to replay over and over again if I needed. I softly whispered the words, "thank you," as I closed my eyes, gently pursing my lips and leaned forward.

If Susan met my lips it would be pure heaven, but if she turned her head and offered her cheek it would be a blissful moment. It was only a mere distance of inches, but it seemed to take forever till my lips felt ....

 

[Sinful_whispers]

As Susan was wdged against him and the sink, the bathroom began to fill with a hot steam as the shower began to fill.her hips pressed against her father-in-laws as she felt the outline of his swollen cock pressing against her through the wet terry cloth robe as well as his pants.Natural instinct took over almost immediatly as she looked deep within his colored orbs.Suasan's hip began to gyrate against her father-in-laws, in a small circular motion.

Anything that was in her mind about her husband, his son was long gone that instant.The female 'animal' within her took over.That part of her that needed to be fed.That needed to be filled.Susan needed to be made to be felt as if she were a desirable woman all over again.For Susan lust had set in,she had a hot flame that burned within, that fire was sparked and she needed him to douse it out.

Coolness of the air, the wet robe caused her nipples to harden as those twin pink nubs pressed against his chest thru the wet material.Two diamonds that could easily cut glass from their hardness.His warm breaths washed over her face as their eyes locked within each other.Her hips swirling against his own as they had a mind of their one.Her was one tracked and heading for a collision with his own.

The harder her hips pressed against his, the better she felt his ridgid fuck pole pressing back.Her wetness turned into a seeping trickle from along her shaven slit, feeling it between those creamy ivory thighs.Her breaths deepened as each time her chest rose, her breasts pressed against his chest.She held it for a few seconds then let it out slowly feeling the tips of her nipples rub against his chest.The material between them like a teaser.Trying to keep that forbidden passion from happening.

Susan watched as droplets of water fell from the ends of her hair down the front of his shirt.watching his face move closer as his semi-weathered lips formed the perfect kiss.His breaths felt hotter against her flesh as he moved in, Susan couldn't resist her head tilted the other way as she met him half way and pressed her soft glistening lips to his own.

His eyes held that lust within them, knowing her's did the same.She closed them as her one hand reached up and cupped his cheek.Her fingertips raked against his cheek softly holding him to her.Her other hand reached forth and rested upon his hip, her fingers curtling about his waist as she pressed herself hard against him as she moved from the sink.That pink soft, muscle slipping from it's dark wet cavern parting his lips entering his own.Wrapping about his tngue as she let them tango together, a dance of passion.A moan, like a dirty little secret released to his mouth, shared between them, and them alone.

 

[SparkyMan]

I pressed forward. my dry parched lips meeting the sensual wet moist lips of Susan's. The moisture seeped into my lips, making them wet with desire as I pressed harder into Susan. Her gentle touch on my cheek, soft and caring, yet filled with passion, gently pulling my face in tighter against hers. A slight tilt one way of her head, and a gentle touching tilt to move my head the other way, creating a better air-tight seal between our locked lips. The vacuum seal in place, allowing her searching tongue to wander out and into my mouth, only to find her counterpart to duel with. Round and round the tongues curled, pushing and probing, eliciting moans that sounded more like music to my ears.

The heat of our embrace began at my toes and slowly worked its way up, enveloping the two of us, much like the steam from the running shower. I wrapped my hands around her to pull her in closer, yet keeping her pinned against the sink. I didn't want her to slip out of my hands. Susan's legs parted, allowing me better to press myrigid pole against her, to feel her.

The steam was at our hips, slowly enveloping more and more of us, wrapping us in a cloudy warm blanket. Our breathing had quickened, our hearts racing at incredible speeds, kissing ferverently, hands roaming more freely. By the time the steam had literally filled the room, it was practically impossible to breathe, whether it was from the steam or our heated passion, I'll never know.

The invisible barrier had come crashing down, and it was time to make a definitive move. I wrapped my arms tighter around Susan's narrow waist, and squeezed harder. She held her breath, partly from shock, and partly because I was squeezing maybe a little too tightly. Nevertheless, I lifted Susan upwards till our faces were even with one another, our eyes meeting, only fractions of an inch from each other, her feet dangling limply about six inches from the tiled floor.

I turned, resuming the position we had when this whole thing started. Susan's back to the shower, and me facing it. Stepping forward, carefully, each measured step, I carried Susan like a treasured life-size love doll, walking into the running water, both of us fully clothed. Susan's terry cloth robe was quickly becoming soaked along with my casual button-down shirt and comfortable blue jeans.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Her mouth stayed pressed to her father-in-laws breathing his every breath only to return them back. Her fingers teased long his defind jaw line as they traced it softly with her nailtip.Soft fingertips felt the slight shadowing of fine corse hairs against them as she touched him.her hand slid from his hip and ran along his lower back pressing agianst it with her palm.

Susan wanted him close, she wanted every possible inch of his hard body to hers.Longing for that intimacy that had left her marraige long ago.The tip of her tongue glided along his own, along those soft inner cheeks tasting him.If she could be one with him she would, her body fit prefectly to his.Each curve of hers filled with his own as they met.There was no longer an empty gap, no spaces to be filled but one.

Those moans turned to soft lingering whimpers, cravings to be fed into.Susan broke the kiss, her eyes staying closed as her head tilted the other way and found his mouth once again.Her kisses we warm and wet as was his mouth, as they met.Moving her fingers back and along his neck, slipping up as those long digits sifted thru his hair . Her fingers twirled it within them then pulled back out only to repeat.That lower hand upon his back moved up following his spine. Raking her nails against the shirt. knowing if there were no material between , there would be red trail marks upon his flesh.

Susan felt his arms slipping around her smaller frame.She knew he didn't wish to let her go, she didn't want to go.If anything she wanted to stay within those strong wanting arms.She felt desired by him, she felt wanted, needed and that's all she seeked.He pressed her back against the sink as she sat upon it partially.The bottom of her robe opened as she felt the two sides along her upper thighs falling to the sides.

His encased blood-filled pole against her smooth flesh, as he pressed to her hard.Her hips moved as her swollen smooth folds felt the jean material against them, that outlined his length.She knew her husband didn't get that from his father.Her slit soaked with her juices, as she knew he would be a far better lover than his son.Susan marked her father-in-law with her sweet nectar as she pivoted her hips a bit feeling him lift her up, her feet dangling from the floor as her lower netherlips parted against the material wrapping about the shape.If the front of his pants wasn't soaked with water they were now soaked with her scent.

Her breasts pressed harder against him as his grip about her tightened.She gasped for a breath as she pulled back looking to his eyes.Their faces covered with beads of steam, the mist falling from the hot shower.At this point Susan didn't know which was hotter, her, them, him, or the water that ran from behind that partially opened glass doors.

Susan felt him lifting her up, carrying her to the shower, their eyes locked in an intense look.Her arms loosly laid around his neck as her lips pressed to his brushing across them lightly as she spoke against them in a whisper..another forbidden secret.."Dad..please don't stop.." her words trailed of into a light whisper.Placing a tender kiss to his lips as she felt the water begin to cascade over them. The terry cloth robe grew soaked and heavy upon her small frame.The water hot like she was, that ache within only growing as her breaths were deep.

Breaking that look she turned her head feeling the water falling like droplets of rain upon her face as he kisses his nape.Her we lips parted as she licked the water from his flesh, suckling it within her warm mouth.Her toungue teasing over it, flicking the tips as she bit lightly then released. Susan's mouth moved along towards his ear, s she whispered softly to him, "You are so passionate Brian", letting an ever so light whimper release to him.

 

[SparkyMan]

Water! Water! Water everywhere. Splashing, raining, misting water, soaking our two bodies to the very core. Water everywhere, making our clothes heavy on our bodies, clinging to our frames, making our breathing, even more difficult and strained. Water everywhere, rinsing away any shame or guilt that either of us may have felt for being so intimate with the other. Water everywhere, drinking the life supporting liquid from each other's body as we let our lips caress and suckle the sweet flesh as the water rany by, collecting what we could into our parched throats.

It felt great to be in the warm spring rain, so colse and so intimate with the one you desire. There is something so erotic about the female form, drenched in water, that mere words cannot describe. My kisses became more frantic, more hurried and more desperate as time went on. It was as if I knew I was in a dream, and I wanted to rush to get to a pleasant ending before I'd be rudely and abruptly awakened from my sleep. My kisses wandered over her gentle face, her eyes, her pert nose, her sensual lips, her earlobes, and her neck. Back and forth we continued trading kisses, planting them on every inch of bared flesh we could find.

Having kissed nearly every spot offered to me, I stepped back, leaving the warm rain, rain down on Susan as I searched her eyes. Searching for approval to continue, searching for that hunger and fire that said, 'do as you please,' searching for that unspoken signal that simply stated, 'take me, I'm yours."

I saw that look of confirmation, that look of hunger and desire, that look of unbridled lust, ready to explode at any moment, the fuse already lit, quckly burning shorter and shorter till it disappears into the powder keg of dynamite. My hands are shaking with nervousness, as I reach toward Susan's waist and trace the sash from her hips to the loose knot in front. Firmy I grasp each end, and return my gaze to her eyes as I gently tug on the terry cloth rope, pulling, and pulling till I feel the tension of the knot. I keep my eyes locked on Susan's, holding her stare, making her know that I care ... that I care for her. Making her know that I want this as much as she does. Pulling, pulling, until a snap, a sudden freedom, a sudden looseness in the rope, the knot undone, allowing the robe to fall open, open to her nakedness, open for me, for my viewing pleasure. Yet, I don't look! Keeping Susan in my eyes, letting her know that it is her, her soul, that I want, her body a physical attachment that preciously goes with the soul is just an added bonus!

I let go of the ropes and reach my hands to cradle her face, pulling her out of the waterfall, so that the water rains down on her back. I step into her again, this time her naked flesh, one step closer to mine, pulling her close as I rain down more wet kisses upon the angelic face, getting more and more lost in the heavens as we continue. We sway our hips grinding into and against each other until I feel her robe parting wider, and wider. The moans are now whimpers filling the cubicle of the shower and the surrounding room.

I trace my hands along Susan's neck, caressing the soft skin as my mouth and tongue mark a trail close behind. At he base of her neck, I push my hands outwards towards her shoulders, moving the heavy robe out of the way The cloth robe hangs heavy on the rounded balls of her shoulder as I gaze once more into the doe-like eyes, wide, open, and innocent, before pushing that final inch. The sodden robe crashed to the tub with a wet thud, sending a splash of water upwards. There she stood. My beautiful daughter-in-law, standing naked in the shower with me, the warm water now raining freely on her bared back. Gravity causing the tiny droplets that clung to her skin to gather with others, creating tiny rivers that pooled in the hollow of her back before running down through the valley between her rounded cheeks.

I still have yet to drink in her entire beauty, keeping my eyes pinned on hers to monitor her reaction.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

His shirt clung to him like a second skin, Susan felt all those kisses placed to her wet flesh as her shoulders rolled, her head moved about them.She ached so bad to have him, her cries released from her lips.Susan felt a pain within her starting at her loins, it was a pain that turned to a pleasure.She hadn't orgasmed in so long, each time she masterbated, her head filled with thoughts that caused her not to cum.Her body wanted to give to her father-in-law so bad if he ordered her to cum she would have.If he touched her in certain areas, certain ways she would give to him like she had no other.

Susan's father-in-law owned her mind, her body and now her soul, she was in a sexual bliss within, her body was his .She was like a fine doll one takes from the shelf for special occasions and this was the first she knew there were more to follow.To savor that feeling of passionate lovemaking, with that touch of animalistic raw lust.

Her head moved about her shoulders, feeling thos heated breaths meshed with the hot steam that coated her body with the mist, the heavy droplets all depended where her body moved within the shower, where he pulled her..pushed her lightly back.Her eyes locked to his as thry lifted from his body,she admired that shirt, Susan admired the wind as it was allowed to brush his lips whenever it felt like it.Admired..envied..anything that constantly brushed his flesh or body, she wished she was it.

Susan thought his kisses were like fire as his lips met her flesh.They were the ignitor that lit the flame.Her kisses continued to be placed as their heads moved in sync about each others.Susan's hands moved up as she held his cheeks within her palms, her fingers caressing his cheeks again as she tasted him thru those tender sweet kisses.They say the eyes are the window to the soul, she now understood that phrase as she looked within his colored hues.

His hands shook as she felt her father-in-laws nervousness, Susan caressed his cheeks with her eyes letting him know it was okay.her fingertips so soft as they moved about his cheeks, through his hair around his ears and back.Her body felt a slight tug forth as he pulled upon the two ends, that held him back from seeing, viewing her glistening wet flesh. The anticipation felt within her stomach. Loving how he took his time, enjoying that sensuality, like a strip tease that only he got to see.Susan felt a shivver run thru her spine as the air hit her flesh, feeling that wet robe fall a bit to her sides.Most of the heavy terry material clinging to her body.

Her hands moved from his face as Susan swallowed hard.Now it was her turn to turn nervous, as she felt him cup her cheeks, her knees weakened.her mind raced as she thought..'what if he hated her body, what if he sen her and it didn't turn him on..what if...what if if..' She hated Mike for making her doubt herself that way.She pushed him from her mind as she felt her father-in-law pull her from the cascading water.His hands felt softer than before as they cupped her face, guiding her head as her eyes closed letting his lips meet hers once again.

Susan left his hips dominate her own as she fell into sync with him, grinding along like they were doing a sensual tango..or the erotic salsa.With each passing gyration she felt the heaviness of the terry robes' weight being shifted uoon her body as the air whirled around the exposing flesh.Those soft cries, whimpers begin once again as his lips devour her face..her heart races within her chest as if it was going to just bust thru the bone and flesh as he was making weak.


The robe slipped from her shoulders and along her arms, she dropped her arms straight down letting it fall to the tub, with a sloshin splash.Her cheeks reddened as she felt embarassed, her eyes locked with his then dropped down looking to the tub.Susan sucked in a breath, feeling her nippes grow taunt, standing there feeling as if she was under a microscope.her head turned a bit to the side as she quivered awaiting sumthing to be said.Her self esteem shot within her mind, yet someplace within she knew that she was desirable.Her father-in-law was ther male, the real man to bring it out within her.

 

[SparkyMan]

I was spellbound by the blushing beauty, watching the red hues color her face as the robe hit the floor. She broke our gaze ... in embarrassment ... if so ... why? She's such a beautiful creature, made from the salt of the earth. There's nothing to be ashamed of. I wanted to tell her that, but was afraid that any words spoken at this point would shatter the delicate glass ball we were contained in. It was like we were porcelin figures surrounded by water in a glass enclosure. The kind where when you turn it upside down, tiny flakes of glitter gather at the top, and when you turn it right side up, shimmering, sparkling lights surround the figurines. That's what I saw as the bathroom light sparkled off each tiny droplet of water that rained down on her body, splashed off her body, dripped from her hair, trickled over the smooth skin. Every droplet captured the light and sparkled, creating the wondrous view I will never forget.

I continued my hands over Susan's shoulders, running them down her arms stopping briefly at her elbows, smoothing the goose bumps that had grown there, despite the warm water. I kept her arms pinned loosely by her side as my mouth began a slow, methodical exploration of Susan's torso. Inch by inch, I grazed my lips across the wet flesh, stopping occasionally to drink down the warm fluids collecting in my mouth. From shoulder to shoulder and back again, my lips covered every square inch of flesh before moving south. Armpit to armpit, my lips teased the skin, suckling the skin into my warm mouth, letting my tongue taste the freshly cleaned flesh. Another inch lower and back again, this time kissing over the gentle rolling hills, stopping in the middle to press my lips firmly against her thumping heart. Another inch lower, my hands now slipping down to cup Susan's waist, freeing her hands which magnetically are drawn to my head, holding on, not necessarily guiding my movements. Back across Susan's torso, my lips coming up over slightly larger hills, kissing and suckling the creamy swells which give way under my pressure. From there down into the valley where I lap from the running river that flows so freely between the mountains, back up to the neighboring hill. Oh just slightly lower, Susan's grip on my head, now seemingly tighter as I near the crinkled circle of aroused flesh, pushing the rubbery bud to full attention.

I plant a gentle kiss on the turgid teat, eliciting the first sound I've heard from Susan in a while. It was as if she were holding her breath the entire time I was planting those kisses. A long whispering wind of warm air, escaping from her lungs, that seemed to last forever. When the gentle wind had stopped, I clamped my wet lips at the base of the peak, flicking my tongue over the rubbery nub.

Thank goodness I was holding onto Susan's hips because at that moment, her knees buckled, yet I was able to keep her standing.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Susan felt his hot breaths washing over him as she leaned her head back and rolled it slowly from the left side to the right.Her eyes closed fully behind their fleshed holmes.No need to see anything as she let her mind do everything for her body.'God, this man was passionate as well and sexy' she thought.Her body tignled from her toes as she felt them curl to the smal fine hairs that stood up from the goosebumps on the back of her neck.

Biting her bottom lips as her spine curve like a crescent moon pressing her breasts forth arching hard for him, to him.The water continued to cascade over her ivory flesh as she stood under it.Her shoulders rolled as his hands glided across her wet skin.Susan moved her head slowly as her long wet strands stuck to her back.The water showering over her face, her neck as her head tilted holding back a soft pleasurable whimper.

Susan was lost, her mind in a place that nobody has ever before taken her.Those romance novels that her girlfriends used to speak about, the ones where every females was envious of the beautiful heroine.Susan now knew how that beautiful buxom woman felt.She was now living those pages they read only read about.Her heart skipped a beat as she felt her knees wanting to buckle under her, to let her weight go crashing down.

His lips were the fire to her soul, bringing that inner most erokic of females out within her.Her hands felt about across his shoulders as her hips slowly swayed about, moving against him.Those hot breaths flowed from his lips, his nostrils upon her wet creamy skin as she fought to just guide him between her legs.Susan let him kiss, lick suckle each and every inch of her small female frame that he wanted.if he would have said jump she wouldn't have asked how high.Susan would have just done it.

"God she wanted him, needed him, craved him."Susan couldnt hold back, her whimpers came with nearly every breath.her nails raked thru his wet hair, as she drug them lightly around his ear and the back of his head.Her head lifted as those soft oceanic blue eyes followed those warm lips along her body.Her body was the map and his lips were that finger that traced along the lines.This time he was a lost driver he knew exactly where his destnation was.

Holding back hard, fighting that feeling of thrusting to him and climaxing.His kisses and touches were enough to cause her to release that mind blowing orgasm.The water ran over his face as it streamed down her flesh, she watched him suckles and kiss as his lips glistened.His face looked as if she had drenched it already with her juices.her hands held back from pushing his face to her succulant treasure between her thighs.Susan tensed up as his hot breaths were felt over her lower stomach.Her heart thumped within her throat wanting to be released from it's confines.

Leaning her body forth as her mind spun quickly, images within it as her eyes closed biting her lips as she wanted to scream out to take her, to make her cum.her fingers toghted around his head as she felt his lips suckle and kiss that nub.Her upper body snapped back as she felt the water upon her face, drowing herself within it as she moaned out.Those puffed petals parted, that bud touched,a flower inline to bloom if he imsisted on continuing.

 

[SparkyMan]

Ah there I finally was on my knees alone in a rainforest, the warm rain teeming down over our bodies, wroshipping the goddess that stood before me. Succulent flesh easing my appetite for her body and soul. There in front of me, as I held her hips, the most beautiful pink honeysuckle rose I had ever seen. Soft puffy petals, swollen with the morning dew, waiting to burst open, to display their breathtaking interior. Waiting for the pollenating bees to drink from their nectar, to take from them, while giving at the same time. Breathing new, rejuvenated life into each bud, giving birth to more blossoming buds in the future.

My tongue was that bee, flying around the delicate petals, looking for a place to land, brushing up against the sensitive skin, smooth, pale, and extremely soft. I coated each outer petal of the flower teasing it to open, daring it to ecpose itself as its nectar welled up inside, slowly filling its inner cup with its fluid, till it was slowly overflowing. A gentle glistening forming on the seam where the petals overlapped, giving the humming bee just a scant taste of what lay inside.

Flittering and floating, my tongue flckered along that gentle seam gathering the nectar as it mixed with the rain water pooling into my mouth. Up and down, repeatedly tracing the opening, looking for a spot to enter, looking for a weakened area to penetrate, looking for that door to open. Once inside, knowing that I would throw the doors wide open for easier access. My hands drifted up and down along the curves of her thighs, down over her calves and back up again. Down once more to those dainty ankles, and back up, higher this time to cup my hands over the taut globes on her backside. A gentle kneading and caressing, slowly softened their tenseness as my tonge continued searching for the gate, toe dorr, the opening. My hands continuing to maul the pliable orbs as I gently pull Susan, my goddess, closer to me. My mouth now pressed tighlty against the baby soft mound, creating a tighter seal, blocking out most of the rainwater from pooling in my mouth.

Closer. The warmth of my breath, the pressure of my tongue, and alas, an opening has been found. My tongue slips in,immediately enveloped by warm thick waters, almost like syrup. The sweet taste lingers on my taste buds as I curl my tongue, making a channel for the excess syrup to flow into my mouth. Another sweet buckling of the knnes and a brief shudder, the tightly shut door begins to unlatch the locks one by one. My tongue travels along as each clasp is undone, opening the door, parting the folds, opening her up, drinking her down until she is open. Open fully to my wandering tongue, exploring every inch of newfound flesh, more closely and more intricately than before. It was as if my tongue were a cave explorer gently running his hands along the wall, closely studying every carving, every recess, every marking, so that he could memorize it, knowing it in his sleep, knowing it like it was his very own.

There she stood, finally open to me. Me, her father-in-law! But that no longer mattered. The moment was here and the moment had to be seized. My hands released their pull, yet she remained pinned to my face, her sex, her warmth, her wetness, unwilling to separate from my mouth. My hands drifted to the front of her hips, thumbs working their way into the seal, to gently pull the soft petals further apart, to coax the flower into opening further, to expose the innermost hidden treasure inside the blooming bud.

There it was! The stamen, the core, the nubbin of extreme pleasure, surrounded by the multitude of pink shades of the inner petals, now shimmering in the glow of light. Rainwater, mixing once again, with the syrup as I ensured I could catch mouthfuls at a time, moaning and slurping noisily as I did. Humming against the sensitive inner flesh, sending pleasant vibrations reverberating through her body.

Then my tongue slithered out again, drawn to the honeysuckle core. A rounded bead, covered by a tenuous flap of excited skin, peeking out, wanting to come out but afraid to do so. The bead, playing peek-a-boo like a giddy infant, tesingly visible, but still well hidden. My tongue drawn to the playful creature, touching it then retreating. Poke, jab, and then a playful lash, each successive contact encouraging the shy creature to come out to play, until it finally felt comfortable with my presence. Susan's moans filled the bathroom drowning out the sounds of running water.

My tongue pushing the hood off the young child's head, laving it with my burning tongue now, causing Susan to buck and twitch, her legs trembling. Ah. the bee has landed on the tip, his very tongue exciting the overly sensitive flesh as he begins the pollenating process. His fluttering wings tease the surrounding flesh, but it is the attention on the core, that very tip that drives Susan wild. My lips clamp tightly around the base, keeping the hood peeled back, the pea sized pebble throbbing intensely within my mouth. My tongue lashing, harder, faster, unrelenting in its attack, destined to excite the sap from within the stem of the quickly blossoming flower. Repeatedly over and over again, I continue despite the death grip Susan now has on my head, trying to pull me away, only to pull me tighter every time her legs quake. Over and over again, I lave my loving sword over the stone, sharpening the blade as it swings fom side to side, up and down, feeling its hardness bounce back like a rubber ball. Then suddenly the intense quaking stops! Susan's legs locked! Her grip holding me tightly in place, begging me not to move. I over hear mumbles, though her hands, clamped over my ears, muffle her cries.

Indeed I believe she said something about cumming. A sudden convulsion starting in her gut erupted, sending a warm wave of thick syrup washing over my chin. Not wanting to miss another drop of the sweet honey, I dragged my head lower, despite the painful grip and thrust my tongue into the cup that overfloweth from within. Bloating himself on the nectar, the bee continued drinking, repeatedly swallowing all the he could, savoring not just the tasty fluid, but savoring the moment. Keeping it tucked away as a memory of a wonderful encounter, one that would hopefully begin a library full of such memories.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

The water cascading down upon the as his hands slipped along her wet flesh, the steam lifting as if they were within a tropical place.A place where they were alone, no one to watch, no one to hide from like their own secret garden locked away from all to view.Her body was like the water going with it's own flow, feeling as is the babling brook ran slowly along it's course.Over those small pebbles that made smal ripples about a pool.


Susan knew that IF Mike were to enter, he wouldn't be heard, nor seen by either of them.Would she stop? Would she feel remose? Would she even care what he said or did at this point?The question was...would she want to stop?No,No,No and no her mind said, as her body follow.Those long slender fingers ran thru his hair,then along his cheeks..his jaws as she caressed softly holding his mouth away then letting him move forth.Feeling that thick moist muscle teasing around those soft velvety petals, trying to find the perfect place to enter, to tease those lips apart.


She looked down upon him, watching him as she licked acros her lips, her teeth as well as her upper lips rubbing together holding ack those cries.her thumb manouved about as she rubbed his bottom lip softly caressing it feeling her own slick juices upon it as she took it to her lips and swirled her tongue about that thicker digit.Lifting his face a bait as she felt his hands along her sides, her hips rubbing that soft flesh against his face.Susan wanted to bury him bertween her thighs fast and rub herself so hard that she coated every inch of that hadsom flesh with her own warm glistening juices.


His hands slipped about as she felt the tips of his nails rake her rounded cheeks, then massage them as a baker would the most equisit ball of dough.As if the bread were to be handled with special care.Susan felt her hips be pulled to her father-in-law feeling that tongue once again swirl about her clit, feeling him tease as she whimpered softly.her back arched as her thighs parted then quickly closed as she began to teeter upon the edge.


Susan yanked his hair as her body weakened her hips thrusting forth as those petals were open by those soft thumb pads feeling them expose her to that warm dark cavern,the mighty serpent freed to take that maiden hidden within the cave,she was his meal.Her hips moved in sync with his tongue, letting it cause her to whimper and moan out.Letting her father-in-law known how he was pleasuring her.


Those long slender fingers cupped over his ears as her thighs tightened around his head.Her head lifted as she tried to get those words out, letting him know she was about to climax, to give to him.Those cries finally left her lips, as she rolled back her head, the water now cascading felt cold upon her warm body.The heat burning within coensided with the cool water.If anything that coolness was like ice ran completly over her.Nothing could stop her climax now, that warm muscle teased her beyond that point.Susan fought it long and hard, she let him have what he wanted, what she wanted to give.Her grans turned to soft whimpers and moans as her body trembled within.


His tongue danced about her as it slipped into that hot wanton love tunnel, darting in and out, circling that enterance.Her nerve endings gathering together as one, tripping that orgasm as her nails raked up his cheeks lightly, her back arched as she quickly caught heself and placed them behind her against the wet tile wall.Susan let her body follow as her shoulders fell back only pressing herseld to her father-in-laws face even harder as her hips slowly gyrated.he made her shudder as she closed her eyes and cried out, the cool water running down over her breasts, along her stomach.Her fingers curled and raked along the tile.


Her thighs clamped to his head tigher, almost wanting to drown his in her sweet sticky honey.Letting them mold around his face as that jolt ripped thru her from her loins to her mind.That pleasure washed over her whole body as her moans released. her chest rose and fell hard and fast with each gasp for a breath.Licking over her lips as she let him drink her that most inner essence.Susan was speechless, just letting the waves of orgasmic bliss take its course.


Trying to grab a breath her body pushed from the wall as her hands cupped his cheeks, she looked down to him and guided him up in silence to her.Susan looked to his eyes as she licked his lips, tasting herself from them as she suckled the bottom one.Forgetting that the water was now cold, as she tilted her head, closed those colored windows of blue and let her lips make love to his own.

 

[SparkyMan]

The warm rain was turning into a chilly mist as it continued to coat our overheated bodies. But it didn't matter, it was like a breath of fresh air amidst a heavy thick fog. A new clearing, a new light, a new day, a new beginning. That's what this was ... a new beginning. A beginning of an undeniable relationship betwenn myself and my son's wife.

I could see the glow emanate from around Susan's face as she pulled me to my feet. An angelic halo formed around the pristine skin outlined by the dark hair that hung from her head. There was a glow that I hadn't seen on Susan's face since the day she got married. Happy, content, ... and satisfed. it warmed me tenfold, now knowing that I was the source of her current status.

Our lips met once again. Her wetness on my palate, Susan hungered for a taste, driving her tongue into my mouth. I dueled, keeping what I could for myself, yet never denying Susan what she wants. My hearts thumping wildly as we embrace, becoming one, the heat of our bodies searing together. The bright lights of an arc welder fusing the two parts together to become a piece of erotic art captured forever, blinding our eyes to our surroundings. No cares in the world, except one... making sure we please our partner.

Susan pinned up against the cold tile walls, as my tongue continues to devour her mouth, never tiring from the battle inside. My sodden clothes still clinging heavily to me like a sagging second skin. I need desperately to get out of these clothes. To shed that proverbial outer layering. To expose myself to Susan in all my glory. To show her that I am willing to give to her what she has given to me. Ineed to be next to Susan, flesh to flesh. No more barriers between us. Like Adam and Eve, standing in the oasis, with no shame and no guilt until they had both bitten from the apple.

The apple had already been devoured but that didn't mean we couldn't return to that peaceful innocence. I looked longingly in those eyes, hoping and praying that Susan could read my unspoken words. That she would act upon the feelings and desires overtaking her body. That she would help me shed these clothes so that we could be together!

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Susan's mouth didn't leaver her father-in-law's once as she pulled him up and placed those soft lips to his.Those kisses deepened as their heads moves once again in sync.Her's moved let, his moved right, letting her tongue twine around his own.She tasted that sweet honey, letting her tongue lick around that dark warmth.Her hands cupped his face as she guided it around as her nails scratched lighty to his scalp.

Breaking that last deep kiss she looked to him letting their eyes meet and holds each other within them.They were as people always said 'the windows to the soul'.She had looked deeply within his own , as she saw her reflection. That lust, that hungry that looked back at him.Her's now semi- contented for now, but easily could it be ignited and turned in to a blaze of passion once again with a single touch of his hands upon her body the right way, the right places.

Susan's hands left his cheeks as she let her fingertips run along his shoulders, and down his chest.His wet clothing clinging to him as that second skin she envied.Her back, those rounded cheeks, her soft creamy shoulders pinned against the cool tiles of the shower.Her hands leave his body as she reaches back feeling his wieght against her as she turns the knobs off, letting the last of it trickle down and run between the valley of her breasts.

Were there any words that needed said? Was her eyes enough for him to read what his son's wife craved and needed?Susan scanned his face, his expressions gave everything away, along within the hardned shaft that pressed against her freshly washed skin.She reached forth and took his hands in her own, caressing the tops with her fingetips as she held them.Her warm tongue licking softly, slowly across her lips as she tucked it back within that warm cave.One more kiss she thought, as she leaned in closing her eyes, letting her one hand drop then her fingers to move and lace within his own thicker rougher ones as she gave a soft squeeze .

Pulling back she suckled that bottom lips of his, releasing it to lick across it. She rested her smaller frame against that one tile wall.Those walls now housed a dity little secret that could be told to no other.A father, a wife comitting one of the seven deadly sins together, the sin of lust.Neither caring, neither worried at that moment on what will happen today, tomorrow, ever.Her fingers upon her left hand beginning to undo that top button of his shirt, letting them trail along the line.Each one opened will allow her to finally touch him, to feel that connection of flesh to flesh.Her right hand in his own as she moves their hands up letting his rest to her hip.

Her freee hand slips between them as she curves her fingers around the shape of that hardness thru his pants.She gasps having felt the thickness of that rod.Moving her fingers along that material, the outline till that muschroom shaped engorged head is felt as she massages it slowly thru his jeans.Teasing him more, letting him know it wasn't over, this wasn't done.Slipping her hand between his thighs as she pressed up and swore she felt the weight of his sac pressing back against her hand.She swallowed hard knowing fully that gift within those two orbs was to be given to her.The heated seed to be planted within her deeply.

That last button popped open as her hands joined at the base of his neck, her long thin fingers, shaking as she slipped under the wet shirt, letting her hans run along his muscular shoulders.Susan wanted to peel that layer of material away, so she could view his chest fully.She wanted to touch it, caress it taste it against her lips.Reaching the end of his shoulders she slide that clinging shirt from his shoulders,down his arms. Hearing it fall heavily and hard to the shower floor with her robe.

Leaning in she placed her lips upon the center of his chest and kissed a trail from left to right. Biting the skin gently, suckling the warmth within her mouth and her tongue flickered across it.Her tongue circling around each nipple, suckling one to her mouth, then moving to the other doing the same as she took it between her teeth and pulled playfully, not enough to hurt him.Her eyes lifted to his as she placed that last kiss, lifting her head she suckled in a breath letting it out against his lips.

 

[SparkyMan]

Just like two lovers that have been together for years, no words needed to be spoken, that knowing look, that special glint, a special twitch, is all it takes to speak a million words. Susan read my look, just as I had hoped. Her fingers dancing through my chest as she undid the cold clinging shirt after having shut off the cold misting spray spewing from the shower head. Her fingernails raking along the skin that hadn't been touched by female hands since I could not remember.

Down and down her magical fingers roamed till every last button was undone. She touched me like no other woman has touched me before, sliding her dainty hand along my rigid pole, outlining the tip, engorged with angry heated passion. Angry to be free, angry to be so confined in such tight confines. The touch was soothing as if to say, 'it's okay, we'll take care of you soon enough.' Soft, gentle, yet very determined to gauge it's size, length and girth. We both gasped sucking in the same air which we shared. I held my breath as she let out a throaty sigh, her hand drifting down further, cupping, pressing, feeling the weight of the heavy sac that also lay trapped at the base of the pole. My breath of air slowly escaping as her hand moves back up to my neck to meet her other hand.

As I did to her, she reciprocated, sliding her hands slowly across my rugged shoulders, pushing the clinging damp cloth till it fell to the tub to join her robe. Finally, skin against skin, flesh against flesh, no more cloth as the barrier between our bodies, between our souls. We were melding again, becoming more as one, morphing into each other's body as she continued her expert tantalizing of my aroused flesh.

Once more, Susan duplicated my actions, teasing me, moving from shoulder to shoulder, planting wet kisses along the way, making me realize how tantalizing and delicious it actually felt. I now knew the same pleasures she felt when I had done the same. Utterly fantastic.

Susan, however, didn't waste any time zeroing in on my hardened pebbles sealing her hot mouth over the aroused tips, suckling on them, gently pulling on them, making them harder and longer, if that was possible. Each nipple was attacked, sending warm waves of pleasure cascading through my body. I was warm despite the cold, wet pants that still clung to my hips and legs.

It was time to move from the cold shower, and move things to a new level of intimacy. Once more, I found the need to be with her, overpowering any other feelings I had. I had to have her. I had to 'know her,' in the Biblical sense. I needed to give her that special part of me that only a man can share with the one he's with. With a sudden surge of adrenaline, determination, and strength, I wrapped my arms tightly around Susan's waist and hoistedher high into the air. Her head was up above mine, gasping at the sudden change.

If I had wanted I could have lowered my head and sucked on the succulent melons that were nearly in my mouth, but I needed to move. Turning slowly in the stall, Susan began to get an idea of what was coming. She raised her legs and locked her knees over my hips as my hands circled down to cup her bottom. Held firmly and securely in place, Susan's ankles locked behind my back as her arms locked around my neck.

Step by step, we walked out of the shower, dripping wet, droplets of water pooling at our feet. I continued past the sink, bypassing the oversized bath towel I had laid there earlier. The bathroom door popped open, releasing any remaining steam and warmth into the much cooler and dryer hallway. The sudden change in temperature assaulting our skin as we continued walking step by measured step. We were leaving a well defined trail of water dripping heavily from our bodies, from my pants, from Susan's long hair, along the hallway, past my doorway to hers.

There I stood, carrying my goddess statue, clinging tightly to me as if her life depended on it. Her breasts pressed into my shoulders, her sex pressed into my belly. If I didn't have my jeans on I could have lowered her right onto my manhood, skewering her flowered opening. But still there remained one last vestige of clothing that needed to be removed.

I stepped into the hallowed sanctuary, the one room in the castle reserved for the man and wife of the household. The room that belonged to Susan, and Mike ... but Mike was a distant memory at this point. I was walking on sacred ground as I carried our bodies into the room, taking in it's changed beauty now that Susan was in here naked, with me.

A large four poster bed, with King size mattress, adorned with an overly cushiony down comforter and matching pillows. A dresser with mirrors, and another chest of drawers. Two end tables, and other ornamental decorations.

We were almost to the bed as I slowly let Susan down from my grip, easing her feet back to the floor. Standing there before her, I cupped her face once more in my hands and tilted her head up so that her eyes could meet mine. Once again I portrayed those unspoken words, telling Susan what I wanted next, before slowly closing the gap to kiss her lovely face once more. I let my left hand drop to caress the outline of her figure as we continued our deepthroat voyage, pushing my right hand back to cradle her head as I weaved my hands through the long thick strands of wet hair, that continued to drip along the floor. Holding her head snugly in place, I slowly closed my hand till I eventually had a fistfull of hair.

I tugged gently, but firmly enough to startle Susan who looked at me surprised, before realizing I was pulling her hair downward. Down. Down where I wanted her. Down on her knees before me. Down where she could attend to me the same way I had attended to her.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Those breaths shared as one as their eyes connected, Susan could read her father-in-law as an open book.His body launguage, to his look within those windows.Their thoughts shared as one like what seemed to be everything else between them.Her arms went about his neck as she felt his hands firmly gripping her well toned body.Pulling her to him as she felt that confined weapon pressed against her.His hands romed down as they grabbed about her, as if she was nothing and lifted her against him.Instanly her body knew what to do.He was that river that flowed and she was that side stream that flowed into him.There wasn't a rippling within the meshed waters, like puzzle pieces that fit, their hips joined.Susan locked her legs about his waist and locked her feet loosely at first till she felt him begin to move from the shower and tightened.His outline pressed into her creamy folds as they wrapped around the jeans.Her body trembled as she knew she was one step closer to have him fill her within.

Cool air suddently felt upon her wet flesh as the bathroom door opened.Ashiver ran thru her spine as those goosebumps began to return instantly.Her wet long tress dangling down her shoulders and back, droplet of water running down like when rain his the glass of a winfow.Seemingly to be in a race within one another, which would hit those creamy rounded cheeks first.each taking their own oath down her curved back as she leans in and kisses his lips again, feeling him hold her up, feeling his cock pressing, straining against to be freed as with each step it rubbed thru those twin velvet petal.The jeans making a scratching feeling as it rubbed her clit slightly.

Her father-in-law lead the way for then as she turned within the room she shared with his son.Never did it feel more alive than now, normally Susan felt it was a tomb and was smothering her as the walls felt like they were moving in, closing in on her.Everything was bright and vivid like fresh spring blooms.Even the scent had seemed to change, no longer a stale musty smell that caught ones nostrils as they entered, it was a lingering soft musk that caught ones attention.Her head back and stright as her eyes looked within his, she craved the older male, she knew after tonight, she'd never want him to leave her.Her eyes caught a picture of her husband upon the dresser as his eye's seemed to follow her wherever she was carried.Susan felt a smirk settle upon her face, like a huntress that found her prey.Catching it and taking it back to the den to enjoy it slowly, inch by inch.

Her first instinct was he was going to lie her back upon the bed and remove his clothing before her and make love to her long and hard.She loosened her arms from around his neck and shoulders as he stopped.Susan felt her feet touch the floor once more as she unwrapped herself .The shiny gift wrapping taking away carefully from that rich hershey kiss ,about to he deliciously melted in ones mouth.His hands released her as she felt naked suddently, as if she no longer was whole.A soft sigh from her lips as she felt his water wrinkled hands aganst both cheek, cupping her face as theur eyes connected again.Her tongue tip peeked out and her lips dry as she moistened then with her warm saliva.
Her eyes closed as she met her father-in-laws warm lips half way, parting letting her tongue twine with his won.His hand softly running along her flesh as she made her quiver from that light touch.A moan escaper her lips to his mouth, yet another secret revealed, and another to be hushed silently away.her head leaned to the side that his fingers slowly began to weave within it the wet tress.her eyes closed as she let him guide her down to her knees.She, they moved like they were truly connected in one way shape or formneither body jerked and he brought her down before him as is she were his servant to serve and pleasee him.

Her lips broke from his as her hands caressed the tips of her fingers down his wet cool chast as they stopped at the waistband of his pants.Susan held eye contact as her fingers tugged to the one side while holding the other and released the bottun of his jeans.her head tilted as her lips parted her fingers slipping that parts from the zipper exposing the metal sheered teeth as her own bit the small tongue and pulled it down.The sound normally quite quiet was now almost echoing between the four walls of the room.As she touched bottom, her fingertips lightly parted his pants in a 'V' shape.Susan was in no hurry to spring him free, her mouth moved along the wet material of his briefs.Her lips kissed and suckled the wet cloth that was the onlt thing left between her lips and his flesh.
Her breaths heated as she exhaled against the coolness of them, letting it blow softly thru the tiny unseen opening of the material.her fingers moved up and along the wasteband of his pants.tugging slowly at the wet pants letting her hands work then down his ass cheeks..his thighs.Her eyes stayed to his locked as she dared not move thenm away, as she pushed them down past his knees to his ankles.her hands caressed the back of his calves asher mouth suckled the mushroom shaped head thru the briefs.her fingers danced along the back of his thighs as they slipped over his cheeks and began to move the wet breif from his flesh exposing him to the cool air that whirled about them.

Her lips moved up as she teeth grabbed the waistband and pulled it down, offering that hels to her hands as she undressed him like an exquistly wrapped christman gift one wishes to not ruin the wrapping of.His cock began to come to view as she breathed healily against his damp flesh.her loin felt that small flame ignited as they burned suddeyyl in with anticipation of whats to come.His engorged cock srupg out as the head slpped against her cheek with almost a 'thud!' sound as she let her hands move then to his ankles to rest upon his pants.Her head pulled back as the head ran across her full lips.She kissed that tip once, then twice as she whimpered against it.Susan's lips parted as she slipped them over her father-in-laws cock and swirled her warm tongue about the head.closing baout it as her lips pulled at the crown teasing him.

Her hands ran up and cupped his ass cheeks pulling his hips to her as if he was feeding her his length.Slowly she felt him enter her mouth as her tongue pressed against the veiny sold meat.The tip against the ridgid roof as she tilted her head to the side and began a series of swallows as she fed his cock into her throat slowly.Susan felt his cock entering her tight throat letting the thick head lead the way as her muscles guided it in.Not even a bink of her long thick curled lashes happened as she felt her nose touch to the dark mass of curly pubes.her throat filled as she breathed htrew her nose, swallowing as he felt his head massaged, her hands slipping between his thighs from the back.her fingers teasing the danglin sac that seemed to gain more weight from the last time she teased them.

Letting her mouth work him, as she pulled back feeling him slipping along those tightened walls, till her lips were wrapped about his head once more.the tip of her tongue dipping into the tiny opening , widening it as she dipped in and back outta it.Her moans muffled as she contined to suckle.her one hand moved about as she curled her fingers around the base of his ridgid rod and began stroking it as she felt her saliva slong its length.her mouth began to slowly fall into sync with her hand as she moved the two togther.her head bobbing within his 'lap' as she suckled him harder each time.She buried him back into her throat as her nose pressed against the curls, working that cum upwards from his balls.

 

[SparkyMan]

Yes. She understood me. No words needed to be spoken. Soft gentle tugs, nudges, and moans of pleasure were all that were needed to convey our thoughts to each other. Susan's hot breath and fingertips excited the hairs on my chest as she slowly dropped to her knees, kneeling before me her eyes locked upon mine, and mine upon hers. That look ... the look of wanton lust in her eyes, the look of unbridled love and attention, willing to do whatever I wanted, just to please me as I had pleased her earlier. A knowing look, a hint of sparkle in her eyes, knowing that I desired her hot warm mouth wrapped around my straining member, still aching to be freed from the damp tight clinging colthes. A feline's look of sexual hunger, ready to devour me, my flesh, my body, and my soul.

I could only smile, watching her eyes drink me in as they slowly lowered down till they were focused on the button that held my soaked blue denims closed. Her magical fingers teasing me as they worked in to undo the button and open the flaps. I nearly lost it when she clenched the metal zipper between her teeth, her face pressed against me, knowing my bulge, feeling it against her. Throbbing sensations, rushing blood, twitching jerks as she locked eyes again, watching my reaction as she pulled the zipper down. The sound of every steel tooth freed from her actions, filled the otherwise silent room, erotically deafening to our ears. She kept pulling down, down, down, until she could go no further, the zipper still clenched in her teeth, her chin pressed against the orbs that held my offering for her, her hands spreading the flaps open to expose my sodden briefs, giving my swollen shaft a nearer sense of freedom.

Her parched mouth pressing against my wet briefs, measuring my size with her lips as she drank the water from the cloth to her lips. I thought I would explode at the contact then and there, capturing her eyes, telling her to slow, down ... no ... keep continuing. It felt so wonderful, her passion glowing in her eyes, always seeking my approval, my reaction, ensuring her actions were well received. Her dainty hands returning to my waist to tickle my senses before gripping the hem and pulling down. Down the denim came, over my ass, still clinging heavily to my skin. Down my thighs to my knees, exposing the wet skin to the cool air in the room, quickly warmed by Susan's hot breath as she breathed over the flesh. Her hands softly caressing as they worked my pants to my ankles. I stepped out of them, kicking them slightly behind me as her eyes locked upon mine once more, rising like a snake, encouraged by his charmer out of a basket, back up ... up till she was face to face with my hardness once again. One last vestige of clothing left between my flesh and hers. One last piece of clothing to remove before I was sure I could feel the warm confines of her mouth enveloped around my pole.

Her hands on my ass, cupping them, massaging them as she maneuvered to grab the elastic band at my waist, her teeth snagging the same band in the front. Down they came, first the back, creating pressure on the front. Her teeth, pulling down, my trapped member lowering down even eith her face, moving downward like a slot machine's arm, slowly being tugged down. The one-armed bandit slowly going down, down, until it triggers the release, signifying a tumbling of the mechanisms destined to give the beholder, the jackpot within. The elastic had gone as far as my hardened steel would allow before Susan pulled it that final inch.

Freedom. Yes. Glorious freedom. Like the arm on the slot machine, my soldier sprang to attention, bouncing gloriously, waving and saluting as it returned to the upright position, smacking several times against Susan's face before settling down. Once mare, as she had done with the denim, her tantalizing touch had eased my wet briefs to the floor, giving me the opportunity to finally shed the last layer of material between Susan and myslef. Finally flesh against flesh, hot body against hot body. ever more the opportunity to become one.

I had thought about picking her up and placing her on the bed to culminate our union as one, but when her lips touched the purple head, the bearning heat passing through me, warming my body all over, I forgot all my intentions and became lost in the sensations coursing through my veins. The second kiss, more intense, more passionate than the first, her eyes reading my lust, my approval, my hunger for her to continue. Her lips slightly parting, further and further, the kiss, now slowly enveloping the crowned tip, resting upon the curled saliva coated muscle within. Her tongue bathing, swirling, laving, loving my sign of affection. Further down she continued, inch by glorious inch, unrelenting in her pursuit to engulf me, to take me whole, to swallow my length. Entirely ... I was in her entirely, she around me entirely, Her nostrils flaring in my tight curls entirely, the tip nudging in her throat entirely. Her hot breath pouring through her flaring nostrils, as her throat muscles swallowed. Gentle massages squeezing, rolling, along my flesh, making me twitch and jump with every encouragement.

I could feel my tell tale signs of early release preparing my inner tube with the pearly fluids to aid the final offering in its voyage. Susan's mouth drawing back, her tongue dipping into the slit to gather the tiny droplet she had caused to form there. Her moans, deafening my ears, spurring me closer to the brink of no return. Her delicate hand wrapping around the slick base, slowly stroking, further encouragement for me to let her drink from the cup of like. A gentle syncopation developed, her hand, her mouth, my rocking thrusts. All working in usion, all seeking the same goal. Climbing higher atop that mountain, desperately reaching for that pinnacle of ecstasy, to that point where one can leap over the top and slide gloriously down the other side into the pools of bliss below.

Susan's other hand working it's way up between my thighs, lightly grazing the skin, her palm gently calculating the weight of my pending offering. Her pleasant happy moans muffled as her lips slip up and down my wet length. The cold water evaporating from my heated body, no longer matters, all my concentration focused on the plesures at my groin. Her nimble fingers, tickling, exciting, stirring, the boiling bot from below. The tiny bubbles of air rising to the top of the heated pot, bringing it to a steaming simmer, then to a gentle boil, then to a full raging whirlpool of churning water, frothing and threatening to spill out the top. Increased steam building back pressure along the fire hose.

It had been several years ... too many years to recall, since I had been so intimate with a woman. No here with Susan, it was too real, too fast, too unexpected, too wanton, too serendepitious, too evil, too sweet! Every possible emotion imaginable swirling through my body, my nerves short circuiting as the electrical surges manifested into giant bolts of electrical lightning shaking my body from the core. I couldn't hold back, not even if I had wanted to. Her expert mouth, her expert manipulations, her sttention to detail, her loving eyes, all too much for me to withstand.

I think I warned Susan, but all I recall were blurred mumblings of my impending release. To give to her my seed, my offering, my life. A part of me that I wanted her to have, to cherish, to taste, to become part of her in her, on her, with her for the rest of her life. I could feel the sudden swelling and noticeable throbbing, feeling my heartbeat thumping in my groin as the floodgates opened up.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Susan's mouth pulled back along his long stiff prick, her lips tightened as she feels them slide nicely with her warm saliva coating it.His cock glistened as she dropped her eyes watching that curled patch of hair pull away as his hips pulled back.She felt those balls tense up, the weight within her soft palm as he neared his own climax.Susan wanted him to reach that point, no teetering, just to go over that edge quickly, to bring him to where he wanted her more.She wanted to feel desired, longed for by him.

Her fingertips squeezed the bottom of her father-in-laws heavy sac, she wanted to egg him on, coax him to that climatic ending.Her soft lips pulled the head of his cock as her tongue tickled that opening once again.Her hand gripped his ass cheek as she let him move his own hips to her warm cavern.Letting him choose that speed along that rode to sexual bliss.She felt him pumping himself within her mouth. Those veins pressing against the flesh as the blood rushed through them.She could feel each vein along her soft lips as she pulled back and moved forth, in a steady rythm.


Susan pulled back as his hips bucked backwards, he was so close as she could hear the change within his breathing.The pace of his breaths quickened, hearing how the once rytmic breaths now irratic.She looked to him as her fingers tugged his sac back and down, adding pressure as she jostled those duel cum filled orbs around her palm.Susan let his cock drop from her mouth as she quickly ungripped his ass cheek grabbing the base of his mighty sword.Cathing that spit-slick cock before it could leave her lips as her tongue rimmed the glistening head.Tasting his pre-cum as she dipped into the tiny hole.Pushing the tip of her nimble tongue in and back out in quick stabs widening it open.She wanted him to moan for her, as she whimpered.


Susan's mouth watered, her hot box got wetter and wetter as she gave her father-in-law, the man she calls dad a head job.She had never tasted a more delicious hard, thick veiny prick that the one she quickly engulfed into her mouth in one suckle.Her hand moved as her nose rubbed those curly hairs once again.Her hand gripped his ass cheek again as she felt his cock in her throat.Swallowing, massaging that swollen head in her throat.


His hips pull back draggin that head thru her tight airway once again. Suddenly he thrusts with force against her face, and buries her face to his flesh.She swallows that prick like she was a professional.Her eyes close as she listens to his sounds as the escape from his lips.His words were that of mumbles as his cock throbbed within her throat.Susan felt his body tense up, his balls lift from her soft palm, his hips buck to her face.That hot seed suddently releasing into her throat, filling it as she tried to swallow.Pulling back as her lips tightened around his stiff shaft milking him as she suckled that heated cum from those twin spheres.


Her eyes to him as she suckles the head giving him that pleasure to fill not only her throat but her mouth as well.To allow his cum to dribble from that tiny hole along her soft warm pink muscle as she lapped againt his sensitve tip.her head moved as she drew his head from her mouth rubbing the last of the seeping cum along her lips.Letting 'Dad' see that cum bridge made from her lips to the tip as she pulled her face back about three inches them licked it off, kissing the tip.Susan waited for each last drop of his hot seed to escape that pee hole, letting her drink that forbidden gift.


Susan sat back upon her heels, feeling them pressed to her rounded creamy cheeks.She was hotter than ever now after getting a good dose of his inner essence combined with sucking such a hard long rod.Getting up she noticed his stamina was one of a teenager as his cock didn't even go limp in the slightest way.Her hands gripped his cock as she lightly curled her fingers about it, looking to him as she kissed his lips hard letting him taste that succulant seed from her pouty fullnesss.


The once shy woman, now de-flowered in a sense, that last bit of growth needed to be completed, that final stage to secure what they both desired as she lead him to the bed.Susan walked backwards, her hand gripping his length within her hand as she sat back..moving herself with the help of one hand and her ass along the satin bedspread.Her eyes told him all, she needed to feel him fill her.she laid back slowly guiding him slowly to his knees between her legs.Her eyes pleased, begged for him to take her like she desired.


Susan's feet pulled up as her knees bent.Her head back to the pillow, as she placed that swollen mushroom-shapd tip against her tight opening.Her fingers slipped right below the crown as she moved it within her teasing herself and him as she curcled it about her wet enterance.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Susan teased her Father-in-law up upon the bed by his cock, she rolled that swollen knob about the enterance to her sweet juicy snatch, her eyes looked to him as she laid her head back.Her free hand moved up and began to cup her right firm mound of flesh as she massaged it, letting her fingers and thumb toy with the pink nub.She rolled it, stretched it, causing her back to arch as she pressed her hips to him feeling his head slip in her hole. Laying her hips back down, she felt it slip back out as she closed her eyes and moaned.


At this point Susan cared of nothing,her husband, the schedual of the gardner, the cleaning lady or her charity events that were up and comming frequesntly that she attended basically alone these days. Her mind and body were upon nothing, her greed settled in as her Father-in-law filled her mind, and soon her body.

 

[SparkyMan]

What more could a man ask for? I had it all right there before me, a ravishing young woman, nearly half my age, naked, lying on the bed, coaxing me into her, after having just received one of the most satisfying, exhilirating oral ministrations imaginable. What was even more amazing was that I was still hard, despite my age and lack of physical companionship.

There she was! Susan, laying upon her bed, wanting me to join her, to be with her, to be in her, to be one with her. I couldn't think of any male that would turn down an offer like this and as willing and wanting as Susan was. Her lust and hunger were clearly evident, the fire raging in her eyes as she guided my helmet, held firmly in her hand up and down along the moist slit. Repeatedly bringing it up and down, up and down, until its purple head was glistening in the soft yellow glow of the bedroom lights.

There had to be one more act of love betweena man and a woman that would ultimately consumate this relationship. The ultimate unity of both bodies into one. The giving of seed from man to woman. It needed to be done, to be accomplished, to show Susan how much I cared for her, and her for me. Her care obviously sincere and willing as she spread her legs wider, urging me... coaxing me to rest my hips upon hers. Pleading with those fiery eyes to fill her, to stretch her, to penetrate her and to take her to the heavens where she can float freely without care.

I was about to commit the final betrayal between a father and his son. I had already crossed many barriers and enjoyed the fruits of accomplishing those tasks. But now I lay in the King's bed, my son's bed, with his queen, Susan, ready to make passionate love to her and to have intercourse with her. Everyhting else that had happened earlier seemed to pale in comparison to what I was about to do.

A quick breeze seemed to blow in through the open window, causing the sheer curtains to open and billow. The cool evening air rushed across my body, whisking away every ounce of reserve I had left in me. I was as free as the wind now, doing what was right! Loving a woman who loved me was right. Nothing mattered any more. Being with Susan was my world. I took a deep breath and held it, relaxed my muscles, and let gravity do the rest ... along with Susan's guidance.

Our grunts echoed out the window into the surrounding yard, and through the rolling hills as my sword slowly and smoothly sank into the tight fitting sheath. A warm wet glove, squeezing tightly along my shaft as it penetrated deeply into Susan with one eternally long plunge.

Only a few mere seconds had passed, when I felt my hips nestled tightly into hers. My sword filling her to a perfect fit, the sword safely encased in it's custom designed holder. A long hiss escaped my lips as I breathed heavily onto Susan, my face slowly coming down to meet her contorted, twisted features. Her twisted face, returned to angelic qualities instantly, a new, brighter glow surrounding her as her eyes opened wide, searching for my gaze to lock upon. We held that gaze for an eternity, now locked totally with each other, my lips beginning to search out hers once more.

I didn't want to move. Rather I wanted to savor that feeling. That first time being together, that first moment of fulfillment, that first perfect union of two strange bodies becoming one with each other. I lowered harder unto her, pressing my weight into her. With surprising ease she supported my body atop hers, despite sinking deeper into the matress. I enveloped her small lithe frame entirely, covering her like a blanket of heated warmth. I was her protector!

Little by little, we began our rocking, rolling motion with our hips, while entangling our tongues amongst each other in a torrid, violent kissing session. The kisses were filled with nips, gentle bites, heavy sucking and suckling of tongues, lips, necks, and shoulders.

The rolling of our hips loosened the juncture allowing more and more of Susan's womanly fluids to escape, seeping out and down the crack of her rounded buttocks, and along the fleshy sac of my still heavy laden jewels. It was time to start the engine and fire up the lone piston. A gentle start, slowly moving in and out, first only an inch at a time. Within what seemed like an eternity, but was actually only a few minutes I was stroking my sword in and out, along the full length, relishing the wonderfullyy exotic and erotic feeling of her oil slicked walls, veined with her excitement, tickling the ridge of my crown as it travelled along the narrow corridor. In and out I continued to plunge, slowly building up an increased tempo as the sweat glands began to kick in. Tiny beads of sweat rolling down the sides of my head, and along my chest as I held myself up, pushing more and more forcefully into Susan.

Having just had a major release earlier, I knew my next eruption would be a while off, despite the elictrical crackling of a broken wire sending short-circuit breakers, tripping throughout my body. I could feel the first wave of tremors getting ready to erupt through my body.

"Rrriiinnnggg."

I thrust again, harder, the headboard banging against the wall.

"Rrriinngg."

I thrust again, Susan's body being thrust closer to the banging headboard.

"Rrriiinnnggg."

I thrust again, the noise of the bedsprings squeeking in musical harmony beneath us.

"Rrriiinnnggg."

"Goddamnit," I curse as I fall upon Susan, smothering her beneath me once more as I glare to the interrrupting telephone. Annoyed and ultimately distracted, I reach to the phone and lift it from the hook. I put it to my ear, and in an irritated tone, grunt, "Hello?"

Still impaled upon Susan, my cock in as far as it'll go, I listen for the voice on the other end of the phone.

"Dad?"

My eyes go buggy, staring at Susan in shock and fright. The blood in my veins instantly turning to ice.

"Mike?"

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Susan hasn't felt this much like a woman in over a year. Her milky white breasts exposed, her small feminine body seen by another other than her husband.That thought causing her to only thrust more to the man upon her she calls her father-in-law.She had lost all inhibition when it came to him now, all exposed nothing more to hide. No words left to describe how he made her feel within, it was indescribable. Susan was now insatiable when it came to him.


He was a sensual romantic lover, the one she craved to find, the one she longed for as each nerve seemed to be touch by him as she laid upon her and moved his hips in synce with her own.Their mouths placed together, a fissiion had taken place.Her mind racing as those erotic thoughts take over.Their eyes were lit with passion as they locked throughout their lovemaking. Soft voices called into the darkness as thier warm tongues explored.His thrusts met within her own as she called to him softly when her lips kissed along his neck."O-Oh-h Dad", was all that needed said as it lingered softly to his ear. Her arms twined with his own as their bodies felt that famillair ache,crave, want and need. Her soft flesh mound met within his ridgit hardness, as they became one.His tongue met her own as those kisses turn to a firey passion. Slowly entering her mouth,prodding, tasting, licking, the tip caressing her moist sweet walls.Finding her own succulant pink muscles, joining them again as their hips crash together like waves upon the sand.



Her father-in-law lost inside her, an intoxicating scent whirrlings about them. He rides that wave with her, her sounds of ppure extasy, exciting him more, exciting herself from his own cries of passion. She tries pushing him over that edge as her cunt muscles tighten around his hard cock, letting him fight to pull back, as she fights back gogin over that edge, and drowing in such a complete oblivion. His lips felt upon her throat, her neck as she arched her back up hard, twisting under her as she feels him fuiill her void, feeling that swollen prick taking her, as she cries out tossing her head the other way, only to turn it back as find his neck in return.



Those sounds of wetness heard, loudly as they seem to echo within the four walls of the room. Her juices seeping as his cock plunges within her dpeths, her hips rising to the occassion, as his balls slap against her wetness splashing it between her thighs.A trickling feeling between her creamy ass cheeks, those rounded firm flesh mounts parting slowly as her ass drops to the thick cottony matress under them as they feel the heat from their bodies.Her lips taste that saltiness from his skin as she glides them along his strong shoulders, licking them to savvor it. Only to cry out again as his hips raise pulling himself thru that tight tunnel of wetness.



Susan reaches about as she finds his hands, pulling his with his own abouver her head, letting him bind them within her own as she raises her hips up, softly moaning as she licks her lips, his finding those wet petals once again.He quiets her, muffling those sounds, turning them to whispers told to his mouth from her own. Her eyes opened as she watched his facial expressions, studying him for a moment, that monets when his rock hard cock slipped into her, feeling his balls slap her wet snatch again, as she bored ahole within her deeper than ever before.



Pushing that edge, Susan was teetering as her body writhered under him, feelin his hands run along her stretched arms.her breaths irratci as her heart raced. His passion was her match that put her to a burning heated flame.Susan cried out as her shoulders pushes against the bed raising her hips high, she whimpered as she was about to let go again to him suddenly her mind was brought back from that brink.



"Rrriiinnnggg." Susan's eyes remained closed as she tried to get back that feelings.Ignoring the phone.



"Rrriiinnnggg." Susan looked to Brain as she riased her hips meeting his, her hands moved to his shoulders as her legs locked around his waist pulling him to her.



"Rrriiinnnggg." The phone distracting her as she felt that massive throbbing cock pull back, and thrust back in to meet her lucious cunt, tightening about him as she moaned out.



"Rrriiinnnggg." She watched as her father-in-law reached for it as she grabbed it, grunting as their hips met hard. Hearing his words of anger as if it wwere against the law to disturb their lovemaking. She heard it was Mike, her husband as her hips pulled back. Susan felt a twinge of anger, in her mind her thought was "How DARE he interrupt her lovemaking.' Her hips thrusted up hard as she heard him say his son's name, her husband's name out loud. Her thought again, ' How dare he stop her from such bliss, since he doesn't give it to her.' Susan grinded his hips squeezing his ridgit prick in her wet box.



Susan didn't want to ruin this, she closed her eyes and rested her hips, calming herself as she teased that thick swollen head in her hole, letting it move in and out of her as she looked to her 'dad'.She grinned as her hips rose taking his full length in her again..gyrating her hips and pulling back to repeate it whioe he spoke to his son.Susan licked her lips as her hands cupped her breasts, massaging them together, teasing those pink teats with her thumbs and fingertips, stretching, rolling as her body arched, pushin his stiff shaft through her walls of wet,pink velvet softness.



Licking her lips as her head moved from side to side, letting hips hips buck up and back down bouncing off the bed only to take him again. She watched and listened as he spoke on the phone to her husband while making love to his wife, his daughter-in-law.The thoughts excited her more and more as those hips grinded to his own, feeling each slap of that weighted sac against her.