Chapter two!
"Ahh!" she shrieked, the plastic bottle of orange juice tumbling out of her fingers.
"Oh, um, s-sorry," he quickly stooped to put his own drink on the coffee table and then straightened his upper body before clumsily attempting to tie the sash but it came loose twice, revealing his glory before his daughter-in-law.
"Dad…are you trying to seduce me?" she couldn't help but ask, her tone laced with incredulity.
Hearing that, the flustered look on his face vanished, getting replaced by a mischievous one. He left the sash untied and even shrugged off the bathrobe.
"So what if I am, Amy? Don't you like what you see?" he asked her with an impish grin as he closed in on her, letting her see his monster up close. It was truly…magnificent. It left her husband's cock in the dust by many miles.
"You..." She was at a loss for words. She really wanted to tear her gaze off his manhood, reminding herself that staring at his nakedness was morally wrong.
And yet, her body was quite honest; even her lips refused to cooperate.
She shyly reached a hand forward, leaving it hovering midair, "Dad, c-can I touch it?"
"Of course, you can not only touch but even taste it with all of your lips,"
"I only have two lips sir,"
He placed a hand on her head while shaking his own in disagreement. "No, Amelia, you have four. Two up here," he touched her lips and she held herself back from licking that finger.
"And the other two..." He knelt, placing his hands on her splayed thighs, slowly pushing her skirt upwards, "...are hidden between your beautiful legs."
'This is wrong. I have to tell him to take his hands off me. I should get up and leave,' she thought to herself. And yet, she still spread her thighs wider at his command, arching her knees and placing the heel of her feet on the couch after he'd taken off her damp underwear.
Now, nothing was preventing her cunt from getting an 'appraisal'.
His hand cupped her meaty cunt lips. "Look at the way you're throbbing, Amy. I bet you wanted me to fuck you ever since you stepped in here,"
"No, I..."
He placed a finger to her lips. "Say no more, "
He then lowered his head and licked the jutted cunt lips, cleaning the love juice adorning them.
Raising his head once more, he ran his tongue over his lips, "Your nectar is so addicting. How blind is my son that he starves you this much? To the point you touched yourself in the bathroom earlier,"
His revelation was like an explosion.
H-he'd seen her in that wanton state?
"Oh dear, you need not feel ashamed. It's all my son's fault. Don't worry, Daddy's gonna feed you full with all the love milk that you need. Is that alright, sweetie?"
"Y-yes, Daddy," she responded with a meek voice, her eyes full of anticipation.
He slid in two fingers and then brought them to her lips. "Taste yourself, Amy," he commanded and she obeyed, sucking on his fingers for a bit before letting go of them, sticking out her tongue like a naughty girl.
"Please, fuck me, Daddy, I need your cock inside me right now," she pleaded.
"Patience, Amy,"
He slid in two fingers into her slit and started thrusting. She brought her hands to her mouth to stifle the moans threatening to spill out.
'This is wrong, I'm cheating. I'm actually cheating with my father-in-law. My husband... doesn't deserve this. But still, I... I can't miss a chance to feel a big cock for the first time. I'm sorry, husband, just this once, let my cunt taste what it deserves,' she thought, her legs starting to tremble from pleasure.
Her husband had fingered her before. But he'd never bothered to do it the way Harris was doing.
Her head lolled back, and her eyes drooped from bliss.
She loved it, she didn't want this to stop. Forget about morals, Daddy Harris needed to pound her till she forgot she had a husband!
...
He was now holding her thighs, spreading them properly, while her toes scrunched up in the air.
Dipping his head, he started to lick her quim, slowly and teasingly. And then, he picked up a steadier pace, bobbing his head up and down as his tongue unleashed pleasure on her clit. She subconsciously wanted to squeeze her quivering legs together but he kept them part and started eating her out.
She pressed harder on her lips, emitting muffled moans.
Heavens, this was something she'd never experienced. Harris made her feel like a virgin all again. She began to look forward to him banging her silly. Ah, she just couldn't wait.
Her wanton thoughts made her cunt produce more juice which Harris gladly licked up. A few minutes later, he let go of her legs as her body spasmed from coming.
"Get on your knees," he commanded her after standing up.
"Y-yes, Daddy,"
Even though she was still feeling the waves of pleasure in her gut, she obeyed. Without being told, she held his impressive length in her hands and began to pleasure him with her hands and then, her mouth, nodding repeatedly on his cock.
At a point, he pried off her hands and fisted her hair before thrusting into her throat.
A tear rolled down her face. She'd never been throat-fucked before. Why was her husband a far cry from his own father?
He just believed in kissing, next to zero foreplay and then, sticking his tiny dick up her cunt.
Yes, tiny. His dick was tiny compared to his own father's. She started to wonder if he was truly Harris son. Otherwise, how could he have such a tiny dick when his father was this impressive?
She placed her hands behind her at his command and clasped her left wrist with her right fingers as she breathed in his manly scent.
Finally, she felt him getting larger in her mouth and knew what you about to happen.
"Gawd, your oral core is so sweet," he praised amidst grunts, increasing the pace of his thrusts.
Disobeying his earlier command, she held onto his thighs like a lifeline as he fucked her throat deep like her ancestors owed him money.
"Take my cock, you slut." He gripped her hair even tighter, his thrusts slowed but harder and much deeper.
More tears rolled down her face but she still held on to his thighs. It seemed Harris liked rough fucking, that wasn't a problem at all. As long as she got railed by him tonight, all was good.
He ultimately cummed in her throat and thrust for a few seconds before slowly pulling out.
He had released quite much in her oral cum dumpster. Seems he hadn't had sex in a long time. She swallowed his warm, thick load, patting her chest as she coughed. He lifted her chin with a finger, making her lock gazes with him.
"Clean my dick," he commanded.
"Yes, Daddy," she took him in her mouth again, making sure to clean him properly.
Down there, she was dripping wet. She needed to be fucked. Right now.
She stood and took off her clothes, so she was mother-bare before him.
"Such beautiful breasts!" He remarked, snaking a hand around her waist and pulling her closer.
"Thank you, daddy," she said with a flushed face.
Lowering his head, he claimed her lips with his while his free hand cupped one boob.