My father-in-law makes me his slut and lover

My father-in-law has always looked at me strangely, and that became more pronounced after the time he stayed at our house. I was in the bathroom, and he was also heading there when he turned instinctively, seeing me completely naked. I barely managed to cover my breasts and place my hand over my private area. From then on, I noticed he always looked at me oddly; I've caught him staring at my chest through my clothes, thinking I don't notice.

Later, when I'm cleaning the house, he always finds a way to position himself in "strategic" spots where he can see my breasts or my butt when I bend over to sweep or pick something up. Of course, he's always careful not to be seen by my husband, but I've definitely noticed he does it. In a way, it doesn't bother me; you could even say those looks flatter me, because I thought it wouldn't go beyond that—just looks. But I had no idea how wrong I was...

One weekend, my husband had to go to an important meeting for his company, so I had to stay home alone with my father-in-law. I usually sleep in on weekends, and that weekend was no different. I put on a long cotton t-shirt and leggings. I got ready and headed downstairs to the dining room. As I was going down the stairs, what was my surprise to find my father-in-law watching a porn movie, but with the volume turned way down. I turned to look at him and realized he had his cock out of his pants in his hand. I couldn't help but stare at it, frozen in shock. It was only seconds, but in those seconds, I realized it was impressive—long and thick, and it was hard in his hand from him masturbating. All I did was say "sorry" and ran back up to my room.

I closed the door, and my heart was pounding a thousand miles an hour. It couldn't be—I had caught my father-in-law almost masturbating! I sat on the bed replaying the scene: he had his cock in his hand, hard, standing straight up. What should I do? Go back down like nothing happened? Lock myself in my room and I was waiting for my husband to come back? I didn't know what to do. I don't know how much time passed, and I decided it was better to go out and make the beds in the other rooms. I headed to my father-in-law's room and made the bed, but I couldn't calm down. How would I look my father-in-law in the eye? What would I say to him: "Good morning"? I was in the middle of that when I suddenly realized my father-in-law was standing at the door of the room, watching me.

"I just came up to explain what happened, " my father-in-law said.

"Don't rush, there's nothing to explain, " I replied.

"I understand. Your wife isn't here, and everyone is free to do with their body what they want, right?" I answered.

"Yes, but it's also your fault, " he said.

"MY FAULT! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU! HOW IS IT MY FAULT! YOU'RE CRAZY! WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO WITH IT?"

"YES, IT'S YOUR FAULT!" my father-in-law said, also shouting, taking a step closer to me so that I was within arm's reach.

"DON'T TALK NONSENSE, FATHER-IN-LAW! WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO WITH IT?"

Then he grabbed me by the arm, spun me around, and bent me slightly over a dresser, so I could see his reflection and mine. My arm was twisted behind my back, and he was behind me.

"Do you think it's easy to forget that you have an amazing ass, a very well-groomed, beautiful pussy?"

At that moment, I froze.

Then, he put his free hand on one of my buttocks and squeezed it, making me feel his determination. I tried to move to reject his caress, but he pushed me down further.

Without saying a word, he pulled at my shirt and tore it from my shoulders down to my chest, so he could have the luxury of seeing my black bra in the mirror. He pulled one side and uncovered my right breast, or so he said.

"See how beautiful you are?"

He let go of my arm and with both hands finished pulling off my shirt and removing it from me. With the same brutality, he pulled the bra down to my stomach, leaving my pair of breasts exposed. He took them and caressed them in an urgent, chaotic way, full of desire. He squeezed them, rubbed them, caressed them. I wanted to run, but I... I was pinned against the furniture and couldn't escape. Suddenly, he turned me around, lifted me up, and set me on the vanity, then started sucking and biting my nipples like no one ever had before. I didn't know what to do. He sucked them fiercely, which started to turn me on a little, but I had to get free as soon as possible.

He pulled me toward him, grabbing my ass, and pressed me against his body. I felt his massive iron rod—it was hard and standing tall. He rubbed it against my pussy so I could feel it well. He stepped back, pulled down his pants, leaving them around his ankles. Then I could see my father-in-law's cock standing erect.

"Do you like it, girl? DO YOU LIKE IT, girl?" he shouted.

I looked down and saw it—it was thick and throbbing like it was alive. It had a beautiful, smooth head.

"Well, grab it, " he said.

"Nooo, father-in-law, please, I'm your daughter-in-law, I can't."

I had no choice and grabbed it. I held and squeezed it, but he took my hand with his and forced me to give him a masturbation.

My hand couldn't fully wrap around the thickness of his cock, while my father-in-law kissed my neck, ears, shoulders, arms, my armpits—he kissed everything, like he wanted to devour me alive. Instinctively, I took his cock with my other hand and could finally grasp the full thickness of his shaft.

It seemed like his cock kept growing bigger and bigger—it was so hard, so long. He lifted me off the vanity and threw me onto the bed. I landed face down, and without giving me a chance, my father-in-law climbed on top of me and took control of my tits again. With one hand, he tried to pull down my pants, but they were too tight. Then he caressed my ass, and suddenly, with considerable force, he ripped the pants. He took his hand off my tits, grabbed the torn part of the pants, and pulled, exposing my ass. Now my ass was bare, and he could see the pink thong disappearing between my cheeks.

"What a fine ass you have, pretty daughter-in-law!"

He bent down and bit me, completely out of his mind. He stood up and tore off my... I pulled the thong aside and climbed back on top of me. And he bit my earlobe as he said:

— Now then, darling, get ready to enjoy a fuck like no one has ever given you.

I moved, trying to avoid being impaled, but I felt his huge cock bumping against my ass. In one of those moves, his cock slid between my legs, and I could feel it at the entrance of my pussy. I felt it throb, push, almost begging to be let in. At that moment, I started getting wetter than ever—I don't know if it was from fear or the thrill of almost feeling violated, and especially by my own father-in-law, my husband's dad.

I stopped moving, stopped fighting, and began to feel my father-in-law slide his rod in and out, rubbing all over my pussy, lubricating it with my juices that were already drenching his massive pole completely.

Then I lifted my booty. I already wanted to feel that cock inside me. Then I felt it push its way between my vaginal lips and place itself at the entrance of my little hole. That's when I came—I had a wonderful orgasm, and even though I clenched my teeth, I couldn't help trembling and drenching my father-in-law's cock with my climax. I soaked the mattress, the sheets, and my father-in-law himself, who said:

I stayed bent over, trying to catch my breath to keep fighting. My father-in-law pulled back a bit from my body and took his cock. Then, with its big head, he rubbed it all over my pussy, stroked my clit, my lips, my ass. I couldn't take it anymore and shouted:

— PLEASE, STOP! PUT IT ALL IN NOW, PLEASE!

Then I raised my booty high, up to the sky, and spread my legs wide open. He pushed gently, opening me up, savoring it, millimeter by millimeter. I felt like I was dying—I could perfectly feel every centimeter of his entry into my vulva. I couldn't believe there was anywhere on the planet a cock that could make me feel what my father-in-law was making me feel. My legs were trembling like crazy.

— More! I want more! Daddy-in-law! Haaaaayyyyy yessssssssssssssssss! What a yummy cockkkkkkkkk! Shove it all the way in for the love of Goddddddd! Fuck me harddddd you bastardddddddnnnnnn! SHOVE IT INNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!

When he had thrust his entire member inside, he stayed still for a moment, as if savoring the tightness of my vagina. I felt like my eyes were bulging from how deep his member reached. I felt completely full, stuffed with cock. I already felt like I was dying before, and when he started to pull it out, I was already his; I just wanted him to take me, to rape me, to do whatever he wanted with me. So he began with the classic in-and-out, my face buried in the bed and my ass raised as high as I could. He started fucking me, first slow, very slow; it was torture longing for him to shove all his cock back in when he pulled it out, but when it was inside... WHAT A PLEASURE! He started pumping me faster and tastier each time.

— Oh, so tasty, yes, yessssssss, more, more daddy-in-law, give me moreeeee.

Meanwhile, he grabbed my hanging tits. He squeezed them so hard that cum started leaking from my tits. Then he climbed onto the bed and was riding me like I was a slut, spanking me, rubbing me, drooling on my back, grabbing my shoulders while I clutched the sheets and cried with pleasure—a totally incredible, profane but delicious pleasure. He got off the bed and stood me up. He placed me in front of the vanity mirror and leaned me against it, so I could see myself with my tits hanging and dripping cum, and my torn pants only held up by my waist and a piece of my leg; the sight was mind-blowing.

I could see my breasts bouncing, I could see my face completely distorted by pleasure; I looked like a bitch in heat, like a slut—that was the face of ecstasy of one. I swiveled my hips, and my father-in-law grabbed my tits and whispered in my ear.

— Look, your face, do you like it, my slut? Are you enjoying my fucking?

— Yes, daddy-in-law, I LOVE IT! FUCK ME HARD! GIVE ME MORE! AAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.

He finished tearing off my shirt completely, and my pants too, so I was left totally naked in front of my father-in-law.

I could see how half of his cock was still outside my pussy. It was dripping, and his cock was soaked with my juices. My father-in-law grabbed my tits, my hips, he grabbed my ass and everything he could, and suddenly he turned me around and kissed me—it was a long, urgent kiss. Full of desire and longing. It was the last thing I needed to have another huge orgasm. I literally peed myself from my orgasm.

— Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhgggggggggggggggggggggggg. So fucking goooooood!!!!!! I'm dying!!!!!!!!!!

I couldn't stay on my feet and fell onto the perfumes and creams on the vanity. My father-in-law kept moving like a machine; we were sweating like crazy, and he thrust his cock in and out like a piston. I didn't know how much more I could take until I heard:

— I'm about to cum, and I told him, fill my pussy with cum.

Then, I felt his cock tremble, and suddenly I felt something warm inside me... and I came for the third time!

He grabbed my two tits and shouted:

— HAVE A BABY!!!! TAKE MY CUM!!!!!! I'M GOING TO FILL YOU ALL THE WAY!!!!!!

My orgasm was insane; I didn't know where I was anymore. Everything was trembling, streams of sweat ran down my face and legs, and my vaginal juices and my father-in-law's semen were dripping out. It seeped from the sides of my lips and ran down his shaft and my thighs.

He was on top of me, on my back, which he kissed and licked. He grabbed my ass and caressed my thighs, gathering my juices and his. With his hand full of them, he brought it to my face and said:

— Here, take it, clean me. Submissively and hornily, I started licking his fingers... What happened next? I'll keep telling you.