I was in a relationship with Facundo for several months. I was 25 years old and he was 28. We had met at the bank where we both worked, and we were very much in love. We understood each other almost everything, but in bed I felt like something was missing. We were having fun, there was skin between us, but Facu was very traditional in his practices, and I still didn't feel that much confidence to tell him some things I would like to do or have done to me. His personality was spectacular, he was a very funny and witty guy, and we shared a similar vision of life. I had never found someone with whom I could project a future like with him.
We hadn't moved in together yet, each of us lived in our own apartment, but I spent a lot of time at his, which was larger and closer to work.
He knew my family, as they were eager to know who had me so in love, they had proposed a dinner to meet them. On the other hand, although I already knew my sister-in-law and her partner, I still didn't know my in-laws, who lived in another city. They knew about me, but the official presentation was still pending.
I knew they were relatively young parents, or at least more than mine, since they had Facu at 20 years old, while my parents were over 30 when I was born.
One day we were having lunch at his apartment, and Facundo told me that his parents would be traveling to our city for his mother's birthday celebration with him and his sister, and he considered it the ideal occasion for us to meet. I got excited because I didn't want to keep putting off the presentation. I felt like the more time passed without knowing them, the more mystery and expectations would increase.
On Saturday morning, my boyfriend woke up early and from bed I asked him:
- Where are you going?
- To pick up my parents at the airport. I'll leave them at the apartment they rented and come back. I won't take long - he said while getting out of bed about me to kiss me
I got up from the bed, had breakfast, and started looking in the closet to see what I would wear for dinner with my in-laws that night. I wanted to look nice but not too dressed up. I separated a few dresses and some blouses since it was summer and those days were very hot.
Facundo came back after a while and said his parents were eager to meet me, and we would meet at 8:00 PM at an elegant restaurant that was close to where we were staying.
As the time approached when we had to leave, my nerves started to increase and Facu calmed me down.
Don't worry, love. My parents are relaxed and fun, and they love it when I'm in a relationship because they see how happy I am. They'll adore you.
After trying on several options, I ended up choosing a black fitted dress that marked my waist and had a sensual neckline but didn't show off my breasts too much. With some platform sandals, and done. I'm quite short, and my boyfriend is quite taller than me, so I usually wear shoes with some height to try to balance us out.
We arrived at the restaurant, which was very pretty and elegant, but had a certain informal atmosphere that I appreciated. A very friendly girl led us to our table, where my in-laws were already waiting for us.
Juan, Facundo's dad, was a man around 48 or 50 years old, but he had a youthful air that I liked. He didn't try to look like an adolescent, but smiled and behaved in a way that made me feel very comfortable. He didn't seem intimidating, although he did give off the image of a father. He had short and thick brown hair with some gray strands that he didn't bother to hide, and they looked great on him. He was wearing a gray shirt and a slim-fitting jeans that weren't too skinny or too wide. I didn't get to see what he was wearing on his feet when he stood up to greet me.
He greeted me affectionately with a short embrace and a seductive smile. - We finally know you! Our son had you hidden away - joked My mother-in-law, Elena, was a tall and slender woman, blonde, of an age similar to her husband. I saw her as young compared to my mother. She was dressed too elegantly compared to the rest of us, and wore her face very made up. A black outline, quite mascara and red lips painted with precision. The first thing I thought was how uncomfortable it would be eating while making sure her lip liner didn't smudge. - Happy birthday, Elena - I said greeting her with some shyness - Many thanks, dear, what a pleasure to finally meet you - she responded kindly while embracing me. A few minutes later, my sister-in-law Estefanía arrived with her boyfriend Martín. They apologized for the delay, greeted everyone with a kiss, and hugged Elena wishing her happy birthday. Dinner went ahead smoothly, and it was less uncomfortable than I thought it would be. They asked about my family, work, studies. And they were always very nice to me, especially my mother-in-law. My father-in-law, on the other hand, stayed silent for long stretches and stared at me fixedly. When our gazes crossed, he didn't look away, but rather held it and emitted a seductive smile before continuing eating or talking. This situation made me a bit nervous, and at first I would avoid eye contact when I found Juan looking at me. But as time passed, I could hold his gaze more and more while the rest of the people present didn't seem to notice. The more I looked at him, the more attractive he seemed. That mix between paternal figure but with that relaxed air seemed very sensual to me. At the end of dinner, we all went out together. Estefanía and Martín said goodbye and walked home, which was very close by. With Facundo, we then bid farewell to my in-laws - Many thanks for the invitation tonight, I had a very nice time. Ah, and congratulations again - I said, greeting Elena with a hug.
- The pleasure is all ours. Thank you for coming - she replied
I approached Juan to greet him, and as I hugged him, he ran his hand very smoothly over my waistband and squeezed it subtly. I felt something in my body tremble and a warmth rise through my body. I didn't know if it had been real or I was hallucinating that situation.
- It's really a pleasure to meet you - he whispered in my ear while hugging me
I felt his warm breath on my neck as he spoke to me, and how the hairs stood up. Definitely not just my fantasy. My father-in-law was flirting with me.
They left in the car without anyone else noticing that sequence of events, and Facu and I got into their car. I was very quiet in my seat
- Love, are you okay? You seem quiet
- Yes, Facu, I'm fine. Just a little tired. I had a great time today
- Me too - he said while smiling at me and gently squeezing my bare knee
In that moment, I fantasized about it being Juan's hand touching me
The next morning, Juan left around 10 to join some friends who were playing a soccer game. I stayed sleeping for a bit longer since it was Sunday and the day when I took advantage of sleeping in a bit more
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, but it wasn't the building's doorbell, it was the department's. I got up without getting dressed and approached the peephole (since it was hot, I slept only in my bra and a large shirt that reached just below my butt). It was my father-in-law. How had he gotten into the building?
I opened the door slightly, hiding my semi-naked body behind it, and said:
- Hi, Juan. I didn't know you were coming. Facu went to play a game
- Good morning, sorry to come without warning. And sorry if I interrupted your sleep. A neighbor let me in. I can come back later
- No problem, I was just about to... get up. If you want, you can come in. - If it's not a bother, of course. I opened the door with a little shame. He looked at me from top to bottom with a face I couldn't decipher. - Sorry for receiving you like this, it's just that it's so hot that I sleep like this. I'll put something on. - No problem, there's no need to die of heat because of my fault... - he said with a mischievous smile. I laughed and without saying anything more, I put on a robe over what I had on. - Would you like a coffee? - I offered. - Please. I served two cups and brought some pastries to the table. He was looking around at everything, and when I got there, he sat down. - Facu shouldn't be taking too long to arrive - I said as an excuse. - I'm not in a hurry, besides I enjoy your company - he said smiling while taking from his cup. - Are you enjoying your stay in the city? - I asked because I didn't know what to say to him. - Honestly, yes, we thought we'd only be staying for the weekend but our flight got cancelled so it seems like we'll have to stay a few more days. - What a shame about the flight. - Do you want us to leave? - he asked jokingly. - No, not at all - I replied nervously. He wasn't stopping looking at this man who was wearing a white cotton shirt with short sleeves that accentuated his firm body. It was noticeable that my father-in-law exercised in some way. On his legs he wore dark gray jogging pants and sneakers. His informal outfit made him even more attractive to me. - Why are you looking at me like that? - he said laughing. I, realizing I had been staring silently, said: - Like what? - Like this, as if you were looking at me last night. - How did you look at me last night? - Contemplating you - he said and moved his chair closer to mine - I know it's not right, but last night I felt like I wanted to have known you before Facundo. He said this while taking my knee gently, just like my boyfriend had done the night before in the car. Was my fantasy coming true? He was looking at me as if measuring my reaction, as if he didn't want to bother me but also knew that... To me it was happening the same thing. In a fit of heat I approached him slowly and kissed him. He had a beautiful mouth and a short, prolix beard, half-gray. We started kissing slowly but firmly, he still had one hand on my thigh, now up to my groin, and with the other he was holding my face gently. I felt his tongue playing inside my mouth, his lips entwining with mine, and I couldn't believe how much I was enjoying that moment. For a few minutes I think I wasn't aware it was my father-in-law. And by the time I noticed, it was too late.
I stood up and without stopping kissing me undid my robe, and pulled it off, throwing it to the floor. There was only left with my bra and my white undershirt, which made my hard nipples stand out from how hot Juan had me.
I sat on top of him, passing my legs around his body and continued kissing him more passionately.
His enormous hands were under my undershirt, caressing my waist firmly, and then going down to my ass where he pressed with force.
- You can't be this good - he said.
- I never imagined being doing this -
- Neither did I -
I started moving on top of my father-in-law, feeling very hot and quite wet already. A situation that got worse (or better) as I felt the hard cock inside his gray joggineta, while my vaginal lips rubbed against it again and again. He took off my undershirt and kissed my breasts, licked them, pinched my nipples while returning to my mouth with his. Our breathing was agitated, our breaths mixed.
And suddenly he pulled my hair near the back of my neck, looking at me with a gaze that said:
- I've been dying to screw you since yesterday -
- And I've been wanting to get screwed -
I got down on my knees in front of his chair and started caressing his penis over his clothes. His face was full of pleasure and his sighs warmed me inexplicably. Looking at him with the most slutty face I could muster, I passed my tongue over his joggineta. I wanted to drive him crazy.
He lowered his pants a bit and His adjusted black boxer grabbed his cock and looking at me asked: - Is this what you want? - I said, taking his well-hardened cock with my hand, of perfect size. The years were no problem for his erection. I spat on his penis while masturbating him, watching as he emitted a slight moan. I passed my tongue over his testicles, stopping for a moment there, trying to make him hotter and hotter each time. Then I licked his cock smoothly from the base to the glans, and introduced it into my mouth. I never thought I could have my father-in-law's penis in my mouth someday, and even less that I would enjoy it so much.
I started sucking faster and deeper, making a deep throat at times. He held my head, grasping my hair and pressing my face against his member, enjoying watching me choke and seeing my eyes get wet and hearing the sound of my gagging. I enjoyed it too. Facundo was so correct that he would never choke me with his cock, even if I asked him to.
- How much I like you eating me like this, it's been a long time since they've made me feel this hard, he said.
He grabbed my neck firmly and lifted me off the floor. He kissed me passionately and urgently. He took off my panties. I removed his shirt, which was still on. And he took off the rest of his clothes.
I looked at him for a moment, contemplating how good my father-in-law looked. With that well-cared-for body of a fifty-year-old man. Firm body, a bit of hair on the chest but not too much, legs from someone who exercises, and a hard and large penis, and the best part: ready to fuck me.
He took me towards a mirror he had in his living room, one of those mirrors that goes from floor to almost ceiling, so you can see yourself from head to toe. I leaned against the mirror with my butt pointing at it. I could see myself and him through the mirror.
He started putting his fingers into my completely lubricated vagina, very wet. He looked at me in the mirror, licked his fingers and went back to... masturbate myself. It was passing over my clitoris and kneeling down to suck my sex. I thought I would go crazy with pleasure.
I want that cock inside me now, I said, and he stopped and suddenly thrust it in.
I let out a cry of pleasure, and for an instant I thought about the neighbors of my boyfriend, who might know I was with someone else. But immediately that thought disappeared because my father-in-law was behind me, giving it to me hard. He was holding onto my waist tightly and pounding away with force and rhythm. I think I had never passed so well having sex with anyone. Both of us were groaning, and he started slapping my ass while penetrating me. I was groaning louder.
Do you like it this way? Juan asked.
It drives me crazy this way, do it harder, I said.
Juan hit me harder on the butt, leaving my skin irritated. And I enjoyed it like never before. Then he took hold of my neck with force in one hand and stimulated my clitoris with the other, all while still pounding away at me with force. In my ear, I could feel his agitated breathing and his groans.
You're going to make me come like never before, I said.
I want that, he replied. I want you to come like no one else. - We both knew he was talking about his son.
He continued pounding away at me with rhythm, his left hand like a collar around my neck and his right hand touching me. It didn't take long for me to feel the strong and uncontrollable spasms of orgasm that made me let out another cry of pleasure.
Juan slowed down, but he wasn't finished yet.
He sucked on his finger and started caressing my anus. This really excited me, and Facundo never did this.
Ahh, I love it, I said as he slowly inserted his finger into my ass and continued to pound away at me without coming yet.
Do you want it in the ass?
I would love it, but we don't have lubricant here, I said, making it clear that here referred to my son's house, because at my house I had lubricant, toys, thousands of things I no longer used much. Another. day will be... - he said, pulling his finger out of my ass - For now, I want you to come in my mouth before Facundo arrives. It seemed like naming his son in those terms heated him up even more. He reclined on the couch, got on top of me, and put his still hard cock between my lips, and started licking my mouth. He was putting it all the way in, moaning, enjoying seeing me there like that. After a little while I started to feel his warm semen inside me, I swallowed some of it and part of it fell out of my lips. As he came out of me, I took the remaining semen with my fingers and licked it off my face. He looked at me with sparkling eyes.
- You're the best daughter-in-law I could have asked for - Juan joked
- Same here, son-in-law. How long will you stay... -
- Yes... - before I could say anything more, my cell phone rang.
It was a message from Facundo. love, I'm arriving, I'm coming with Felipe. See you in 5 minutes. I love you.
We got dressed still agitated, in a hurry. There was clothes all over the living room floor, the mirror was dirty, and I had to find something to wear properly. Juan got dressed quickly and sat casually on the couch, so his son would find him there without a care. I went to the bedroom and put on a bra and a dress. I brushed my hair, and was in the bathroom when I heard the door.
- Hi dad, I didn't know you were here. Do you remember Feli?
- Yes, of course. Hi Felipe. I came to tell you that my flight got cancelled and I'm staying a few more days in the city.
- You should have told me and I would have come faster - Facu responded
It wasn't necessary, I arrived a while ago and your girlfriend very kindly offered me a coffee.
I left the bathroom after brushing my teeth to get rid of the taste of semen, and greeted Facundo with a kiss. Juan and I looked at each other. We already wanted to screw again.
We hadn't moved in together yet, each of us lived in our own apartment, but I spent a lot of time at his, which was larger and closer to work.
He knew my family, as they were eager to know who had me so in love, they had proposed a dinner to meet them. On the other hand, although I already knew my sister-in-law and her partner, I still didn't know my in-laws, who lived in another city. They knew about me, but the official presentation was still pending.
I knew they were relatively young parents, or at least more than mine, since they had Facu at 20 years old, while my parents were over 30 when I was born.
One day we were having lunch at his apartment, and Facundo told me that his parents would be traveling to our city for his mother's birthday celebration with him and his sister, and he considered it the ideal occasion for us to meet. I got excited because I didn't want to keep putting off the presentation. I felt like the more time passed without knowing them, the more mystery and expectations would increase.
On Saturday morning, my boyfriend woke up early and from bed I asked him:
- Where are you going?
- To pick up my parents at the airport. I'll leave them at the apartment they rented and come back. I won't take long - he said while getting out of bed about me to kiss me
I got up from the bed, had breakfast, and started looking in the closet to see what I would wear for dinner with my in-laws that night. I wanted to look nice but not too dressed up. I separated a few dresses and some blouses since it was summer and those days were very hot.
Facundo came back after a while and said his parents were eager to meet me, and we would meet at 8:00 PM at an elegant restaurant that was close to where we were staying.
As the time approached when we had to leave, my nerves started to increase and Facu calmed me down.
Don't worry, love. My parents are relaxed and fun, and they love it when I'm in a relationship because they see how happy I am. They'll adore you.
After trying on several options, I ended up choosing a black fitted dress that marked my waist and had a sensual neckline but didn't show off my breasts too much. With some platform sandals, and done. I'm quite short, and my boyfriend is quite taller than me, so I usually wear shoes with some height to try to balance us out.
We arrived at the restaurant, which was very pretty and elegant, but had a certain informal atmosphere that I appreciated. A very friendly girl led us to our table, where my in-laws were already waiting for us.
Juan, Facundo's dad, was a man around 48 or 50 years old, but he had a youthful air that I liked. He didn't try to look like an adolescent, but smiled and behaved in a way that made me feel very comfortable. He didn't seem intimidating, although he did give off the image of a father. He had short and thick brown hair with some gray strands that he didn't bother to hide, and they looked great on him. He was wearing a gray shirt and a slim-fitting jeans that weren't too skinny or too wide. I didn't get to see what he was wearing on his feet when he stood up to greet me.
He greeted me affectionately with a short embrace and a seductive smile. - We finally know you! Our son had you hidden away - joked My mother-in-law, Elena, was a tall and slender woman, blonde, of an age similar to her husband. I saw her as young compared to my mother. She was dressed too elegantly compared to the rest of us, and wore her face very made up. A black outline, quite mascara and red lips painted with precision. The first thing I thought was how uncomfortable it would be eating while making sure her lip liner didn't smudge. - Happy birthday, Elena - I said greeting her with some shyness - Many thanks, dear, what a pleasure to finally meet you - she responded kindly while embracing me. A few minutes later, my sister-in-law Estefanía arrived with her boyfriend Martín. They apologized for the delay, greeted everyone with a kiss, and hugged Elena wishing her happy birthday. Dinner went ahead smoothly, and it was less uncomfortable than I thought it would be. They asked about my family, work, studies. And they were always very nice to me, especially my mother-in-law. My father-in-law, on the other hand, stayed silent for long stretches and stared at me fixedly. When our gazes crossed, he didn't look away, but rather held it and emitted a seductive smile before continuing eating or talking. This situation made me a bit nervous, and at first I would avoid eye contact when I found Juan looking at me. But as time passed, I could hold his gaze more and more while the rest of the people present didn't seem to notice. The more I looked at him, the more attractive he seemed. That mix between paternal figure but with that relaxed air seemed very sensual to me. At the end of dinner, we all went out together. Estefanía and Martín said goodbye and walked home, which was very close by. With Facundo, we then bid farewell to my in-laws - Many thanks for the invitation tonight, I had a very nice time. Ah, and congratulations again - I said, greeting Elena with a hug.
- The pleasure is all ours. Thank you for coming - she replied
I approached Juan to greet him, and as I hugged him, he ran his hand very smoothly over my waistband and squeezed it subtly. I felt something in my body tremble and a warmth rise through my body. I didn't know if it had been real or I was hallucinating that situation.
- It's really a pleasure to meet you - he whispered in my ear while hugging me
I felt his warm breath on my neck as he spoke to me, and how the hairs stood up. Definitely not just my fantasy. My father-in-law was flirting with me.
They left in the car without anyone else noticing that sequence of events, and Facu and I got into their car. I was very quiet in my seat
- Love, are you okay? You seem quiet
- Yes, Facu, I'm fine. Just a little tired. I had a great time today
- Me too - he said while smiling at me and gently squeezing my bare knee
In that moment, I fantasized about it being Juan's hand touching me
The next morning, Juan left around 10 to join some friends who were playing a soccer game. I stayed sleeping for a bit longer since it was Sunday and the day when I took advantage of sleeping in a bit more
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, but it wasn't the building's doorbell, it was the department's. I got up without getting dressed and approached the peephole (since it was hot, I slept only in my bra and a large shirt that reached just below my butt). It was my father-in-law. How had he gotten into the building?
I opened the door slightly, hiding my semi-naked body behind it, and said:
- Hi, Juan. I didn't know you were coming. Facu went to play a game
- Good morning, sorry to come without warning. And sorry if I interrupted your sleep. A neighbor let me in. I can come back later
- No problem, I was just about to... get up. If you want, you can come in. - If it's not a bother, of course. I opened the door with a little shame. He looked at me from top to bottom with a face I couldn't decipher. - Sorry for receiving you like this, it's just that it's so hot that I sleep like this. I'll put something on. - No problem, there's no need to die of heat because of my fault... - he said with a mischievous smile. I laughed and without saying anything more, I put on a robe over what I had on. - Would you like a coffee? - I offered. - Please. I served two cups and brought some pastries to the table. He was looking around at everything, and when I got there, he sat down. - Facu shouldn't be taking too long to arrive - I said as an excuse. - I'm not in a hurry, besides I enjoy your company - he said smiling while taking from his cup. - Are you enjoying your stay in the city? - I asked because I didn't know what to say to him. - Honestly, yes, we thought we'd only be staying for the weekend but our flight got cancelled so it seems like we'll have to stay a few more days. - What a shame about the flight. - Do you want us to leave? - he asked jokingly. - No, not at all - I replied nervously. He wasn't stopping looking at this man who was wearing a white cotton shirt with short sleeves that accentuated his firm body. It was noticeable that my father-in-law exercised in some way. On his legs he wore dark gray jogging pants and sneakers. His informal outfit made him even more attractive to me. - Why are you looking at me like that? - he said laughing. I, realizing I had been staring silently, said: - Like what? - Like this, as if you were looking at me last night. - How did you look at me last night? - Contemplating you - he said and moved his chair closer to mine - I know it's not right, but last night I felt like I wanted to have known you before Facundo. He said this while taking my knee gently, just like my boyfriend had done the night before in the car. Was my fantasy coming true? He was looking at me as if measuring my reaction, as if he didn't want to bother me but also knew that... To me it was happening the same thing. In a fit of heat I approached him slowly and kissed him. He had a beautiful mouth and a short, prolix beard, half-gray. We started kissing slowly but firmly, he still had one hand on my thigh, now up to my groin, and with the other he was holding my face gently. I felt his tongue playing inside my mouth, his lips entwining with mine, and I couldn't believe how much I was enjoying that moment. For a few minutes I think I wasn't aware it was my father-in-law. And by the time I noticed, it was too late.
I stood up and without stopping kissing me undid my robe, and pulled it off, throwing it to the floor. There was only left with my bra and my white undershirt, which made my hard nipples stand out from how hot Juan had me.
I sat on top of him, passing my legs around his body and continued kissing him more passionately.
His enormous hands were under my undershirt, caressing my waist firmly, and then going down to my ass where he pressed with force.
- You can't be this good - he said.
- I never imagined being doing this -
- Neither did I -
I started moving on top of my father-in-law, feeling very hot and quite wet already. A situation that got worse (or better) as I felt the hard cock inside his gray joggineta, while my vaginal lips rubbed against it again and again. He took off my undershirt and kissed my breasts, licked them, pinched my nipples while returning to my mouth with his. Our breathing was agitated, our breaths mixed.
And suddenly he pulled my hair near the back of my neck, looking at me with a gaze that said:
- I've been dying to screw you since yesterday -
- And I've been wanting to get screwed -
I got down on my knees in front of his chair and started caressing his penis over his clothes. His face was full of pleasure and his sighs warmed me inexplicably. Looking at him with the most slutty face I could muster, I passed my tongue over his joggineta. I wanted to drive him crazy.
He lowered his pants a bit and His adjusted black boxer grabbed his cock and looking at me asked: - Is this what you want? - I said, taking his well-hardened cock with my hand, of perfect size. The years were no problem for his erection. I spat on his penis while masturbating him, watching as he emitted a slight moan. I passed my tongue over his testicles, stopping for a moment there, trying to make him hotter and hotter each time. Then I licked his cock smoothly from the base to the glans, and introduced it into my mouth. I never thought I could have my father-in-law's penis in my mouth someday, and even less that I would enjoy it so much.
I started sucking faster and deeper, making a deep throat at times. He held my head, grasping my hair and pressing my face against his member, enjoying watching me choke and seeing my eyes get wet and hearing the sound of my gagging. I enjoyed it too. Facundo was so correct that he would never choke me with his cock, even if I asked him to.
- How much I like you eating me like this, it's been a long time since they've made me feel this hard, he said.
He grabbed my neck firmly and lifted me off the floor. He kissed me passionately and urgently. He took off my panties. I removed his shirt, which was still on. And he took off the rest of his clothes.
I looked at him for a moment, contemplating how good my father-in-law looked. With that well-cared-for body of a fifty-year-old man. Firm body, a bit of hair on the chest but not too much, legs from someone who exercises, and a hard and large penis, and the best part: ready to fuck me.
He took me towards a mirror he had in his living room, one of those mirrors that goes from floor to almost ceiling, so you can see yourself from head to toe. I leaned against the mirror with my butt pointing at it. I could see myself and him through the mirror.
He started putting his fingers into my completely lubricated vagina, very wet. He looked at me in the mirror, licked his fingers and went back to... masturbate myself. It was passing over my clitoris and kneeling down to suck my sex. I thought I would go crazy with pleasure.
I want that cock inside me now, I said, and he stopped and suddenly thrust it in.
I let out a cry of pleasure, and for an instant I thought about the neighbors of my boyfriend, who might know I was with someone else. But immediately that thought disappeared because my father-in-law was behind me, giving it to me hard. He was holding onto my waist tightly and pounding away with force and rhythm. I think I had never passed so well having sex with anyone. Both of us were groaning, and he started slapping my ass while penetrating me. I was groaning louder.
Do you like it this way? Juan asked.
It drives me crazy this way, do it harder, I said.
Juan hit me harder on the butt, leaving my skin irritated. And I enjoyed it like never before. Then he took hold of my neck with force in one hand and stimulated my clitoris with the other, all while still pounding away at me with force. In my ear, I could feel his agitated breathing and his groans.
You're going to make me come like never before, I said.
I want that, he replied. I want you to come like no one else. - We both knew he was talking about his son.
He continued pounding away at me with rhythm, his left hand like a collar around my neck and his right hand touching me. It didn't take long for me to feel the strong and uncontrollable spasms of orgasm that made me let out another cry of pleasure.
Juan slowed down, but he wasn't finished yet.
He sucked on his finger and started caressing my anus. This really excited me, and Facundo never did this.
Ahh, I love it, I said as he slowly inserted his finger into my ass and continued to pound away at me without coming yet.
Do you want it in the ass?
I would love it, but we don't have lubricant here, I said, making it clear that here referred to my son's house, because at my house I had lubricant, toys, thousands of things I no longer used much. Another. day will be... - he said, pulling his finger out of my ass - For now, I want you to come in my mouth before Facundo arrives. It seemed like naming his son in those terms heated him up even more. He reclined on the couch, got on top of me, and put his still hard cock between my lips, and started licking my mouth. He was putting it all the way in, moaning, enjoying seeing me there like that. After a little while I started to feel his warm semen inside me, I swallowed some of it and part of it fell out of my lips. As he came out of me, I took the remaining semen with my fingers and licked it off my face. He looked at me with sparkling eyes.
- You're the best daughter-in-law I could have asked for - Juan joked
- Same here, son-in-law. How long will you stay... -
- Yes... - before I could say anything more, my cell phone rang.
It was a message from Facundo. love, I'm arriving, I'm coming with Felipe. See you in 5 minutes. I love you.
We got dressed still agitated, in a hurry. There was clothes all over the living room floor, the mirror was dirty, and I had to find something to wear properly. Juan got dressed quickly and sat casually on the couch, so his son would find him there without a care. I went to the bedroom and put on a bra and a dress. I brushed my hair, and was in the bathroom when I heard the door.
- Hi dad, I didn't know you were here. Do you remember Feli?
- Yes, of course. Hi Felipe. I came to tell you that my flight got cancelled and I'm staying a few more days in the city.
- You should have told me and I would have come faster - Facu responded
It wasn't necessary, I arrived a while ago and your girlfriend very kindly offered me a coffee.
I left the bathroom after brushing my teeth to get rid of the taste of semen, and greeted Facundo with a kiss. Juan and I looked at each other. We already wanted to screw again.
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