1 comments/ 114837 views/ 79 favorites Another Dirty Father In Law By: qualitywheat Eleanor Watson was stood at her kitchen counter, her back to the door, her head was bowed and her eyes closed. She was in the throes of an orgasm. There was nothing she could do to stop it, the fingers of her right hand were tweaking her left nipple. And the fingers of her left were creating havoc with her pussy. Elly, as she was known had this problem every month, a week after her period she would undergo a sort of metamorphosis, she would get so horny, and so aroused, she had to bring herself off if John, her husband, wasn't around, and him being away from home twice a month made that very difficult. Her soft auburn hair, long past her shoulders was swaying gently as she moved in time with her body. Her five feet nine inch frame was a delight, a dream for any man to behold. She was full breasted, and super sensitive nipples that could and did drive her to distraction, especially at this time of month. This is what drove her to action, sometimes when she had been in town, she would have to find a restaurant, or a bar so she could use their facility's to relieve herself, she hated this, but on the odd occasions it happened, she took it. Her angelic face was slightly contorted as the orgasm gave her relief, although she knew it wouldn't last that long, not this time. This month was a bad one as far as her unwanted arousals were taking place. It happened every morning like clockwork for nearly a week, and this was only the second day. Her periods were like that too, she could almost tell the time from them. 'To be fair,' she would say to herself, 'having some of these climaxes is the highlight of my day, they can be so intense I have to sit to get over them!' Her lips pouting as the intensity grew, she was about to blow, her knees twitched, she held herself against the counter. The grip on her nipple tightened, her fingers dug deeper into her pussy and then, WHUMP! she came; she gasped, heaved in lungfuls of life giving oxygen, and almost fell down. Eleanor managed to make it to a kitchen table before she went down. "Jesus H Christ!" she moaned, "that was a big one, oh wow, oh God yes, I liked that, mmmmm." She glanced blearily at the clock, it was only 10am. "Fucking hell I'm early today," and she giggled weakly, "it won't be long before I'm at it again," she said to no one. Her pussy was still itching, itching in the way she knew only too well. "Don't think I've finished with you yet," it was telling her, "I'll want a rerun soon!" Eleanor set about her housework, she had time to do a few things before she would have to give in and 'do' herself again. "What I couldn't do with a bloody good seeing to," she told herself grimly. Eleanor did some simple tasks, she didn't want to get too involved because she knew that within an hour or so, she would be at it again, no matter where she was in the house. She had a shower, and started trying to resist the call from her body, smelling as fresh as a daisy; she knew she wouldn't be like that much longer. Her hair brushed into its usual glory, her face make up free, she looked as healthy as a fresh rose in the morning sun. She popped on a nice loose button down summer dress, it gave her freedom, billowy at the bottom, and free at the top, it her gave her savage nipples some respite from the material rubbing them the 'wrong' way. When she was home and alone like this, she didn't wear panties or bras, they took too many liberties with her tender parts, and all they did was aggravate the situation for her. She was upstairs when another bout took her over, she dived on to her bed, turned on her side and faced the window, this was her favourite position when on it. She hadn't heard the knock on her door downstairs at the rear, and she hadn't heard it open when she obviously didn't answer the knock. She was so busy lifting her dress, popping two or three buttons so she had total access to her nipples; she never heard the footfalls climbing the stairs. And she was becoming so engrossed in her needs, she neither heard nor saw her bedroom door open slightly, and a head peep round. He had called out in the kitchen, "Eleanor, Eleanor?" The he had heard a noise up stairs, he went to investigate thinking there might be a problem. And he also heard some muffled moans as he reached the top. He knew those moans, and he thought, 'fucking hell is she having it off with someone?' His prick throbbed, he had lusted for her for years, since the day he had met her, he didn't know why, but in his heart he knew, she was one of the most fuckable women he had ever known. She had always affected him this way. 'And now, some bastard is screwing her instead of me, fucking hell!' Dennis told himself. He peeped around the door, and there she was, laid on her bed, on her side, and giving herself some head held cock, and not with another guy, she was on her own. He watched for a short hile wondering what was going on, and then he realised what she was doing, she was masturbating herself. Eleanor was just getting going, but she knew this one would take longer because only an hour ago, she had just had a humongous cum down in her kitchen. Dennis watched for a few moments, wondering whether to stay or leave. Then thinking about this amazing situation, he suddenly thought to himself, 'I could get in on this if she's feeling this fucking horny!'So he decided to take some action, 'now or never, do or die!' He told himself. He stripped off his clothes silently on the landing; his prick getting harder as he went, then he stepped quietly into Eleanor's room. It was the bedroom of her and her husbands, and her husband was Dennis's son, and he was about to either have illicit, and probably illegal sex, or get to make love to his daughter! He slid up behind her, bending at the waist so as not to alert her to his presence. He briefly took it in, she was away with the fairies, moaning very softly as both sets of fingers were busy. He had always been a man's man, he was debonair, cool calm and collected, rich by any standards, and he liked to play the field. He had been born lucky, the only son of wealthy parents, and he had grown into one of life's lovable rogues. Big at six feet three inches, broad shouldered, and very good looking. And what Dennis liked the most about himself was, there weren't many women around who didn't find him attractive and sexy too He was also a ladies' man, he loved women and that's why his wife had left him. He was easy to get along with, had an easy charm that enabled him to talk to anyone about almost anything, and he was more than a good listener. And the fact that he had love making techniques that gave nearly all of his women the thing they needed most, a whopping orgasm just about every time he sank his weapon into their heated pussy. He was long separated from his wife, he had paid her off, and she had been made to sign documents to get the extra cash that would keep her silence, about his philandering ways. His constant seductions and conquests of women of all ages, young or mature, married or not, it didn't matter to him. Wherever he went at home or abroad, he always had a woman on his arm. But there hadn't been many women he had met who could hold his attention for any great length of time. But Eleanor did, she always had, he sometimes thought that it was because 'what you can't have, you can't touch?' And so he had just lusted for her. Eleanor knew of course, women who look like her know these things. A small gesture, a word, a touch, they all told them if, and when a man was more than interested in her. And Eleanor knew the signs; she had been getting them all her life from various quarters. Moving stealthily to the bed, he was planning as he went. Dennis took a hold of the hem of her dress without moving it, as well as taking a huge breath. He knew by the position of her legs she was open for a sudden invasion of hot hard cock, his hot and hard cock! Her left leg under, her right one over and bent at the knee; he knew her gorgeous ass was turned up slightly towards him. 'Here we go,' he told himself; he was himself past the point of no return. Dennis was banking on the fact that as soon as he was in and screwing her, she would forget about anything else on her mind. He swiftly got on the bed, gliding rather than dropping on it. He was in behind her, lifting her dress at the same time, aimed his prick and rammed it in. Eleanor was so into her own seduction and budding orgasm she had no time to react, she didn't even know what was happening. Not until she felt a cock, and a big cock, slide right into her, and hair slapped and tickled her ass. He was in and out three times before she knew what was going on, she had a cock in her, and it sent her into space. Her mind didn't recognise she was now being screwed, but her body and pussy did, and it was more than just what the doctor ordered. "Oh, Ooooh, argggh, Hmmmm, wha..... Her hand left her nipple, and clutched at the bed clothes, her feet kicked out, her fingers came away from her pussy. But the sensations her fingers had been giving her, were far outclassed by the cock now ensconced tightly in her hot slick pussy. He got his left arm under and round her, his right did the same. Dennis buried his face into her hair and held her to him while he began what he hoped would be her full seduction to him. She never even said to herself, 'who is it', who can it be?' the cock was in and it was doing its job. She hadn't had that many cocks in her any way, only two before her husband, and none since; though it wasn't because there had never been any offers, there had been plenty. But she turned them all down routinely. She never even considered seeking the owner of this one, it was bigger than John's, it was thicker. But none of these questions entered her mind. She was getting screwed by something wonderful and that was the end of that! Eleanor came on it, what her fingers had started, the cock was getting her there a lot faster, and so damned harder too. She moaned, mewled, and squeaked. Her body convulsed as the orgasm took control of her, again! Before she had even time to blink, or even think, Dennis rolled her on to her stomach, he went with her, climbing aboard, he hooked his hands under her shoulders. 'Now,' he said to himself, 'Now I can fuck her properly.' He started to screw his beautiful daughter to heaven and back. He rammed her, he was on a high, as Elly was too, but he forced himself not to cum, he made his mind think of silly things, as he hammered in and out of his gorgeous daughter's pussy. His moment of truth was arriving though; even he, with all of his considerable staying power, couldn't stop the inevitable. He came in a whooshing bang, his prick expanded, Eleanor felt it, and it made her cum again, she was full to the brim with cock, and it had opened her up as she had never been. Then that crushing feeling of utter bliss, cum blasted into her, it squeezed out because there wasn't enough room, her pussy was holding itself tight to it. It flooded her completely, and filled her womb with baby making seek, a potent seed. Eleanor collapsed in on herself, her body screwed up into what felt like a ball, although her legs were straight out sideways and wide apart because Dennis was holding centre stage. Her face was a mask of pure satisfaction, never having a cock like this had made her cum even harder, and the first thing she realised was not, 'Who's cock is this,?' It was that her 'itch' had been well and truly scratched. Eleanor silently said a prayer of thanks to the god of love for this moment. For the first time in her adult life she had achieved real relief from the torment of her bodies needs. She lay there with her father on top of her, her ass cheeks spread far and wide. His cock was still there, her pussy sucked it, squeezed it, and kissed it, her pussy was in love with the cock in her. Dennis got his hands under her collecting her tits and nipples, thinking, 'Well if the shit hits the fan, then at least I'll have her tits and nipples to play with for a short while.' Eleanor moaned again, "No don't please?" she mumbled, he ignored the plea; this is what he wanted to hear. He went to work on them, they were rock hard, and big, 'Bloody hell,' he told himself, 'they're massive, must be 3/4" long, and ½" wide!' They were a part of Eleanor's withering downfall to her body, there was nothing she had found yet that could combat the disastrous orgasmic feeling she got when she, or her husband played with them. And now, but still unknown to her, her father knew her secrets too, or at least two of them, the main protagonists, nipples and pussy. Eleanor came to her senses then, she suddenly knew the cock in her wasn't John's; she threw herself over and away from her rapist. Dennis managed to grab her waist to prevent her from throwing herself over the edge of the bed. He pulled her back to him, "Easy Eleanor, it's only me," he told her. She was more shocked than she ever had been in her life, Dennis, daddy what, why, how, you...." she was struggling for words, things to say. He picked up the mantle, "I came to see you, I heard a noise up here, I came to investigate and actually thought you were in bed with another guy. I looked in here and there you were, just getting down to business. And, I hope you'll forgive me Eleanor, but I couldn't resist it, or you either. I just had to make love to you, so I did. I know it was wrong, well I suppose it was anyway?" hoping she would relent. "And," he continued, cutting her off from answering just yet, "I know you liked what I did, because you came harder than fairly well, didn't you? And you certainly like this," he said, and trapped her nipples between his fingers again. Eleanor squirmed, her head bowed, and another moan elicited from her parted lips. He smiled and when she lifted her beautiful face to him, Dennis stared hard into her wide innocent eyes. "But Dennis, daddy, you are John's dad, I am his wife, he is your son, you shouldn't be here like this with me, you shouldn't have done this to me, you shouldn't have made me do this. I didn't know it was you, I....." she stopped speaking. Dennis spoke for her, "You nearly said Eleanor, that I made you cum so good, weren't you?" She stared bleakly into his face now. She knew he was right, the climax she had had, was one of the best ever, if not the best, but that didn't make it right. "You are still John's dad Dennis, you know this shouldn't have happened," she whispered, she still hadn't moved to get away from him. Her hands were cupped prayer like in front of her covering her chest. He took the chance that he knew would make or break his day, maybe even break his life as he had known it. The decision he took wasn't actually made by him, it was made by his prick, as it twitched naturally back to life, simply because of who he was naked in bed with. He took a gentle hold of his daughter's wrist and guided it downwards. Eleanor felt the movement, but never actioned anything against it, had she realised in her state of confusion where her hand was being led, it would have been pulled away sharpish! But when it came into contact with the hardening flesh, her natural instincts took over, her hand knew what it was, her pussy knew what it was, and her nipples certainly did. Her fingers uncurled all by themselves, and then wrapped around Dennis's hard prick, Eleanor gave out an involuntary sigh, it was what her body was needing, her mind was over ruled, her grip tightened and slid up and down his shaft. "Dennis," she whispered helplessly, he smiled. He was almost home free, if she kept going there would be no way she would let her father go, not without being fucked by him again. Dennis helped her along by gripping her nipples, her head bent once more, moaning, "Oh daddy, oh God, Oh Daddy, hmmmm."she murmured, he cheered silently. "You want some more of my lovely cock Eleanor; just where you need it the most right now, Hmmmm?" She mewled, her hand floated up and down it. This was a definite yes to him. With no more ado, he pushed her over onto her back, got a hold of her dress and ripped it away, the buttons popping free. This made Eleanor collapse inside, he was too strong, she couldn't resist, it was what she was yearning for right now, a strong powerful virile man. And her father fitted the bill perfectly. Dennis was in his element, now he wouldn't be secretly making love to her, he wasn't taking her, not in the illegal sense, only morally. He was about to make love to her, and his gorgeous daughter in law was more than a now, willing and active participant. Dennis got over her, her face had an expectant look on it, wanting satisfaction, desperate need for fulfilment, she was about to have her wishes granted as they never had been. She tugged at his cock, wanting it in her as soon as possible, she guided him in, then let go. Her arms flopped sideways in a surrendering pose, he sank down and her knees rose with every inch that he shoved in. When he bottomed out for the first time, her heels came to rest on his ass cheeks. Arms still out wide, she muttered to him, and it was almost a growl. "Do me daddy and do me fucking good, or we'll be having words later!" Then her eyes closed and Dennis, not making love to her as such, but instead he went to work on her. 'This one is for you baby,' he told her in his head. He launched himself into, and out of her tight pussy, one that hadn't yet got used to his bigger cock yet, and this also drove her into his lair. He had her trapped, she was his, she demanded to be taken, used, fucked and screwed, and he was doing just that, she mumbled, grunted and groaned as he steam powered her hot pussy. Eleanor cried out lengthily when she came again, this one was definitely the best ever, no question. Her arms had closed over him and her nails raked grooves in his back, this gave Dennis added powers; he fucked his daughter like he had never fucked a woman, or ever would again. Eleanor was in paradise, heaven; the climaxes were detonating around her body as if she were being shelled on a battlefield. Dennis was too close to the last ejaculation to be ready to unload again too soon, but he knew he would. So he continued shagging his gorgeous daughter for as long and as hard as he could. He fucked her for a good fifteen to twenty minutes longer, and then it was happy hour! His dick swelled once more, and it was this one act, that gave most women the satisfaction of knowing, it was simply because of her, that he was in her, that he had to cum, he couldn't stop himself, they made him cum. Eleanor had another gigantic orgasm that made her cling to him, like a drowning person clings to a life raft. He was up on his elbows, looking down at the beautiful serene face below his, he lowered his head and kissed her, it was their first kiss, and he had fucked her twice before it! Eleanor kissed him back with nothing but love and happy gratitude. He didn't know it of course. But Eleanor would be eternally grateful that this day, even though she knew it should never have been, had happened. And her father had done for her what, she reasoned, no other man, and she was including her husband, could have. The kiss lasted and lasted, both were experimenting with the other, tongues engaging, both loving what was taking place. The nearness, the easy closeness that now was. The total intimacy of the kiss, and the sublime joy their naked bodies were enjoying from the other. Finally both distanced themselves from the other, she looking at him pensively, he looking at her appreciatively. "Dennis," Eleanor almost wept, "what are we going to do, this shouldn't have happened, I'm sorry if you think I am just too easy, a slut even, just giving in, and giving up my virtue, and also my wedding vows?" His heart flipped, this wasn't what he was thinking, he had never even entertained such a thought about her. Another Dirty Father In Law "Eleanor, Eleanor," he replied, "don't even go there, you are the most precious woman I have ever known, ever met. I'm sorry this happened too, but I have to say, I'm sorry from a different perspective from yours." "What do you mean?" she asked, somewhat confused. "I have never wanted someone as much as I have wanted you," her father said, "I have kept it inside of me all this time, the desire for you. But today, well, what happened, it was pure chance, complete opportunity, so I took the risk, the chance. And I got what I was looking for, and you, if I may be so bold, got what you wanted, and I think, obviously needed!" The wind went right out of Eleanor's sails, she couldn't argue with it, he was right, he had done for her what she had always wanted, total and full satisfaction when she was in this mood swing. She needed to be fucked, screwed, given a hard ride, and Dennis, 'bless him,' she thought, had done just that! "So, is that it then," she suddenly yelled, her womanhood had been offended, "you have got what you wanted, fuck me, give me a seeing to, and then off you go, another notch on your belt, is that all I am Dennis!" A huge slap landed right on his face, it knocked him away from her. Eleanor jumped on him, knees either side, she slapped him again. He knew better than to respond, or hit back, he lay there as she slapped him some more, and they hurt too. "Come on then Dennis, you've had your son's wife, you've screwed her silly, now just get up, get dressed, and fuck off why don't you!" Then she burst into tears. She was kneeling over him like a wonderful goddess, her red faced anger made her even more beautiful, and her flashing eyes sent jolts of desire for her cascading through him. Even he, after all these years had never been confronted this way. Her soft tangled hair swaying, her eyes ablaze, her lips blood red, her cheeks flushed. "Have you ever had it up your back end Eleanor?" he asked innocently, she went from tears to laughter in a nanosecond. "You bastard, you bastard," she said laughing, "no I haven't!" then she looked at him, comprehension in her eyes, "not yet!" she said, knowing that if this continued, she would certainly do so. Not giving her time to think about any more, he grabbed both of her nipples and rolled them in his knowing fingers. Eleanor's face screwed up into a grimace of utter pleasure, she fell to him. "Dennis?" she whispered before her mouth got his, how could she fight this with all her emotions racing through her like they were. She cursed this monthly cycle, but she needed sexual relief like no other woman she knew. He broke the kiss and went for her neck; he had to subdue her, so that her sexual urges were channelled to him from her. Dennis wanted his gorgeous daughter to rely on him for what he could do for her. He didn't yet know about the situation he had found her in, the monthly desperate urges that shut down her resistance for sexual gratification. But when he did he would thank his lucky stars that he had come to her house, and found her on her bed relieving herself. Then Eleanor surprised him, she slid down his body and sucked up his cock. Eleanor had been in the habit of putting her thumb in her mouth, and imagined the delights of sucking cock whilst her fingers were busy in her pussy. Again Dennis was getting the benefit; she needed his cock in her mouth, almost as much as she needed cock in her pussy. He lay back and let her get on with it, and she was masterful, his prick was twirled and sucked, licked and kissed, his balls came in for the same treatment. He, having just shot his load twice in quick succession wasn't about to do it again, he needed the respite. So his sexy son's wife went about her business with his body. She too had guessed that he would need to recover before she got him again, and she was happy to hoover him up. Eleanor ended up climbing over him, 69, her pussy was in need of some reciprocal attention, he gazed up at the heavenly sight above him. At the smiling glistening lips, and her little man in its boat waiting for him, to give his daughter's very hot pussy much needed tongue. He couldn't have planned all of this. It was Mother Nature at her best, giving two now consenting adults, the freedom and desire to satisfy both ways. Dennis lifted his head and licked the lips, Eleanor felt the ten thousand volt charge rip through her, her hips dropped swiftly on to him, she covered him, he wriggled his face to get to her. And then they were both engaged in battle to demolish each other. But it was a battle Eleanor couldn't win. She needed to climax and quickly, so, she responded to the stimulation from her husband's father, and broke for the finish line. Dennis lapped her all the way, his tongue doing the dirty by attacking her little clit, and sucking her at the same time. And when he reached over and sank his middle finger into her ass, Eleanor exploded like a bomb going off in a steel room. Her knees shot backwards, her mouth engulfed his cock, it went all the way down, it was the first time she had had cock right in her throat. She choked, pulled at his prick as much as she could, then yanked her head away so she could breathe. But the orgasm was more than she could bear; she shuddered and juddered like a car using its ABS. Cum shot out of her and covered Dennis's face, he beamed, this is what fucking and rutting was all about for him, massive cums from his woman if he did it right, 'well today, Dennis my lad,' he told himself, 'you've done it more than right!' and he congratulated himself as he finished her off. Eleanor slowed down, her breathing was ragged, her stomach still rolling from the orgasm, her pussy was a melting pot of honey. Her nipples were thimble hard and bursting open. She got her mouth off him, and laid down where she was, she couldn't move, not yet. There was too much still going on in her mind and body. Gradually recovering, Eleanor started to move, but Dennis beat her to it, he slid around so they were now side by side, on their stomachs and looking at each other. He lifted a hand and stroked her, passed it over her ass, and slid a finger in, Eleanor mumbled but didn't move. 'Later Dennis,' he said in his head, 'I'll do it later, maybe tomorrow.' When he decided she had rested, he moved to her and gave her the love, softness, and sweet kindness he knew she wanted from him. Now he had screwed his fantastic daughter, and he had fucked her, now it was time to love her, and he did. Later after much loving, kissing and caressing, he mentioned the shower, "Shall we?" he asked. She smiled a beautiful relaxed smile and nodded her lovely head. "What are we going to do Dennis, Daddy," she corrected herself, what's going to happen now. We can't go on like this can we, can we?" He wanted to know why and how she was like this, absolutely red hot! "Are you always as randy and as horny as this Elly, I walk in here and you were on your bed having a barrel load of fun with yourself," he said, "that is, until I took it up for you, why?" She looked at him, she was about to seal her own fate for at least one week every month. Not thinking of what she was about to reveal about herself, something no one knew but her, she replied. "I'm like this every month Daddy, a week to the minute after I've had my period, I get uncontrollable urges to relieve myself, I have to do myself wherever I am, why I don't know, but I do." Dennis was a man of the world, but he had no idea what this phenomenon was, but right off he saw the possibility of having her for one week every month, all to himself, and he would make sure he was there to reap the benefits! He thought for a moment, then latched on to part of her comment. "You said you have to 'do' yourself no matter where you are, what do you mean?" he was more than intrigued. Elly thought before answering. "Well," she said, "yesterday I was at the garage filling my car, and I had to use the loo so I could get myself off, and I could hardly walk back when I'd finished, goodness knows what the man in the shop thought!" She giggled delightfully, and Dennis laughed with her, this was getting better. "When did start, today, yesterday, when?" he asked her. "Yesterday morning," she answered, 'so,' Dennis thought, 'she'll be like it for the next five days or so, brilliant!' "When will John be back honey?" he asked, in his best innocent voice. "Friday, why?" she told him, not understanding that her father was making his plans for him, and for her. 'Today is Tuesday, so I can have her for the next three days then?' he asked himself. "No real reason Elly, just asking," he told her. Then to try and put her at ease, and to give himself more time to recover so he could make love to her again, he said. "How about we go and shower hon?" and he slapped her ass sexily. "Ooooh you brute!" she laughed huskily, "come on then lets shower, I don't want a dirty smelly old man in my bed tonight!" Dennis laughed uproariously, but her words, 'in my bed tonight,' rang his bell. He slapped her ass again, and made her yelp honeyly, "and less of the 'old man,' young lady, I'm more than a match for you, and you'll learn that now!" They went off arm in arm, she leaning against him, 'Why aren't I feeling guilty now about this' she asked herself, 'some remorse yes, but guilt, no! Then on the way to her bathroom, 'maybe Daddy will have the answer?' But in fairness she already knew, she was horny, she was sexually activated, desperate every single month for a full week. John wasn't always there to help. So Dennis had got her, he had walked into her home, gone upstairs and seen doing herself on her bed. Taken the advantage at great risk, and succeeded. In reality it could have been any man, but it hadn't been any man who had got her. It was her husband's dad, her sexy father. 'And to his credit,' she thought, 'he has given me what only he could have given me, and I'll thank him for ever for it.' This thought was his ticket to the future; she would be ready for him anytime he wanted, no matter when. 'And now,' she decided, 'even outside of my torturous week every month!' Elly didn't know how she was going to reconcile this with her marriage to his son, but thought she would wait to see how it went. But Dennis already had other thoughts. He had wanted her from the moment he saw her, but he would never have pursued her, would never have compromised her or him. Opportunity had presented itself, and he had taken it, simple as that. He was going to screw his young son's wife as often as possible, for as long as possible, and then he would be on his way. He wanted no commitments, no set times, dates or places. Fucking was all he had in mind, and fucking and screwing this young beauty who was his daughter, was all he would do. In the shower he and Elly had the time of their lives, she was gasping, gripping him when she came, she was like a tap that could not be turned off. He was all over her, nothing and nowhere got left untouched. And he told her point blank, that when he was ready she was getting it up the ass! It wasn't a request; it was a simple statement of fact. Elly accepted what he said, she knew that he would do it no matter what she said, any protests would be discarded out of hand. And, that it would more than likely be tonight when she got it, for that reason when they left the bathroom, her bottle of oils would in her hand, and at the side of the bed waiting. She received a call from John that evening, she looked at his dad, who got up and left the room, not wanting to put pressure on her. She curled up in the bed and told him how well she was coping on her own. He asked how she was managing her 'thing?' Elly replied truthfully, that, 'things were better this month than they had ever been,' and she wasn't lying to him! She ended the call and went to find his dad, it seemed so easy, he was here, John wasn't, he was taking care of her, and John couldn't because he wasn't here. His dad's prick was her saviour, John's, at this moment, wasn't. They went downstairs, Elly wearing a robe, Dennis dressed for the reason that if anyone came to the door, he wouldn't be sat naked in his son's kitchen with a hard on for his young wife. Later they went into her sitting room, curtains drawn, she went and sat in his lap, she had given herself up now, no pretences, no complaints. And no regrets at having found, or been given, the relief from her monthly torment by her lovely father. They spent the early evening talking, she asked him things daughters in law shouldn't ask the FILs. Elly had heard about his ways with women, even his son had told her of some of his sexcapades. Dennis ghad laughed them off, but he wasn't that happy with her knowing things about him. He would have to be more careful in future. Then to back her up a bit, he said. "If you keep asking things about me, I'll bring a friend of mine round here to sort you out good and proper!" "Ooooh Daddy, would you do that, you are a naughty boy, but I don't need any more than I've got here," she told him, sliding her hand down to grip his cock, and giving him a loving kiss too. This is where he brought out an immediate fabrication. "I'm not thinking of another man Elly, I have a woman friend, she is a tall black beauty, who swings both ways. And I know for a fact that if she got her hands on you, your life as you know it would be over!" He grinned widely to himself, Elly's jaw dropped, and she went wide eyed. "I'm sorry daddy I won't mention things ever again," she told him, he had shaken her with that. She had never been with a woman, and if even if she were to, it wouldn't be with a black one, beautiful or not. Dennis's prick hardened as she rolled it, that brief chat had edged him to an erection which she was completing for him. In a matter of fact way, Dennis tried out his dominance over his son's wife. "Let's go upstairs Elly, I need to fuck you in the ass now, I was going to wait until tomorrow, but the thought of you under Janis has turned me on," he whispered, as his prick twitched. Elly never spoke, she got off him and stood waiting for him to take her back to bed, the thought of him doing her ass, was outweighed by the thought of what he had just said. "The thought of you under Janis!" Arm in arm the lovers made their way up, and got into bed, love making ensued and soon Elly was begging for him. Dennis reached for the bottle, he didn't want her to suffer too much as his big prick invaded, captured, and subjugated her ass. He rubbed and prodded some into her; this on its own made her have a small climax. "Jesus Christ,' she said to herself, 'if knowing what he's going to do to me can make me cum, what am I going to be like when he's in me?' She found out seconds later, Dennis slid in like a hot knife through butter; he went all the way in, in one move. Elly squealed, but the pain wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be. Instead she experienced immediate excitement, arousal, submission, completion, acceptance of a dominant being in her. Capitulation befell her. Her body and mind were reigned in wholly, he rode his mare to the gate. She sensed too that this was going to be better than good, all these years she had shied away from it, and now it was happening, she knew she would enjoy it, even made to enjoy it, no option but to. Dennis realised that she was feeling okay, he was good to go so he went. He set about screwing his daughters ass big time, and it wasn't long before he was going to cum. Elly was exploding every other thrust from him, her firm round and taut ass was his buffer, he bounced up and down off it time and again, before thumping back in. Elly was crying in pain and complete satisfied blissful orgasmic joy, she was cumming right left and centre. He grabbed her nipples and nearly tore them off, she cried out pitifully as he ripped another orgasm through her wracked body. Then Dennis's prick got in on the act proper, it swelled, he was going to cum, the tightness of her ass made it excruciatingly fabulous, the end of his prick was locked in by her sphincter, his cum rocketed up and out to fill her bowels completely. It bent her in half, she came harder and harder, it near decapitated her. She came once more and then fainted. Dennis knew what had happened, but finished cumming himself before checking on her. Taking a deep breath, he rolled onto his side taking her with him, his prick still lodged deep within, he held her, she was breathing hard but normally. He smiled to himself, 'what a fucking great fuck she is, and what an even better fuck she will be when I've taught her how to.' Later he slipped out of her, he went to clean himself up, got back in bed with her, then he surrounded himself over her and closed his eyes, 'Dennis, my lad, this has been one of your better days, if not the best,' he told himself, as he kissed her neck then fell to sleep. When he opened his eyes it was a bright sunshiny day, the sun was streaming through the windows, he had to check for a moment as to his whereabouts. Then he smelled it, bacon and eggs, she was cooking for him. He lay back, arranged himself and waited. Thirty minutes later a vision that was his daughter tripped into the bedroom carrying a large platter full of breakfast goodies. She was wearing an extremely short sheer negligee that left nothing to his imagination, and no panties. She was already for action, her pussy was heated thinking of her husband's sexy powerful dad waiting for her in her own bed. She set the tray for on its legs and sat at his sat and began to feed him, but she soon gave that up in favour of playing with his prick. She left him to feed himself and headed for the foot of the bed. Lifting the sheets she began the short crawl to her target, she smelled him, then she saw him. Dennis knew where she was headed, and had a satisfied feeling in his bones. She was in, and she wouldn't be pulling out. Then he felt that first glorious touch of the tip of her tongue in his pee hole, then the soft lips kissing, and the soft warm feel of mouth over his cock, and of it entering its warm soft haven, before ravenous sucking and swallowing took over. He looked at the form and the shape of her superb body enveloped by the sheet. The movement of her head as she began to suck him off, her fingers caressing his testicles. Elly powered up, she attacked him fervently, her one aim in life right now was to make him cum, and for her to get all he had in her luscious mouth, before swallowing it whole. She worked at him long and hard, he lay there giving her no help, he just wanted nature to take its course, and when it did, he would give her all she wanted. The heat intensified, her application was paramount, she felt the first twinges of involuntary movement from him. He was on his way and soon she would have her just rewards. His hips jumping was the first indication that an explosion was imminent, then his hand on her head, he jammed forward and the first dumper load shot out into the waiting receptacle. Elly swallowed it and him. Her mouth became an Anaconda's as it swallowed its victim whole, the thick hot spunk filled her and she took it all, she devoured him, and the boiling spunk. Sucking, nibbling, biting she had it, escape was an impossibility, Elly was astounded by her fathers capacity for so much cum, she had never had such a wonderful load as this. After taking all he had she rested her head, his cock still held by her lips. Dennis's beautiful daughter in law marvelled at the fact that, while she was still as horny as ever, this had given her a satisfaction that had partly tamed her wild sexual aggression. Dennis's deflated cock was allowed to slip out from between her pouty lips. And now he had re-started eating his breakfast she stayed where she was , her lips caressing his soggy bell end. Her hand cupping his balls, she moved them gently, remembering fondly the deposits she had just taken out of his personal spunk bank. Another Dirty Father In Law When she heard the clatter of knife and fork being put down she emerged from under the covers and nestled into him. He put the tray to one side and collected her in his arms. He was looking forward to however long he would have her for, he knew already the dangers he was risking, not only for himself but her and her husband, his son. Then Elly hit him broadside, full on, she holed him below the water line. "You know we are trying for a baby don't you daddy, and I think you might have contributed to the cause?" He stuttered and stammered, he didn't know, John hadn't told him, but now he had dumped tons of his potent seed right where it mattered, into her fertile womb! "Bloody hell Elly," he said, "why didn't you say?" he blabbed. "Why, are you telling me it would have made a difference, that you wouldn't have fucked me, and made love to me like you have?" she said, rather blithely. And before Dennis could say any more, she said, "So now you do know, are you going to tell me you don't want me again, that you don't want this?" and Eleanor jumped to her knees showing him her beautiful sexy body, holding up her fabulous firm tits, with the huge man eating, super sensitive nipples, and a superb sexy feline seductive smile. He groaned, the answer was an emphatic no. He grabbed her, threw her on to her back and mounted her, he sank his head between her silky thighs and got her pussy and clit in one go. Elly shrieked, and an orgasm blasted her off the planet. Her thighs closed around his head and held him tight to her, his tongue though absolutely devastated her, she came and she came, again and again. Elly did something then she had never done in her life, and had never even contemplated it, she pushed her forefinger right into Dennis's proffered ass. She sniggered dirtily to herself, she wiggled it about, pushed it in and pulled it out, she was finger fucking her fathers ass, while he was setting bombs off in her pussy with his tongue. Elly finally pulled her aching finger out, then she lifted her head and kissed him right on his little brown hole. This was followed by her clamping her mouth to him and she reamed him with her tongue, she was also hanging on to his prick to hold herself to him. Both eventually gave in to the other, they lay in each others arms and rested. They made their way downstairs, mainly because if anyone called they would be dressed and respectable. Later that night though, as they went to bed early, Dennis said to his son's gorgeous wife. "Were you telling me the truth Elly, about you and John trying for a baby?" She looked at him, she was already holding his cock, it had been hours since he had seen to her, she was doubly horny now. She held her breath, "Yes Daddy, we are," she told him. Dennis smiled, looked right back t her, her eyes penetrating him. "Well," he said, "we'd better get back to bed then hadn't we, we have a lot of loving to do before Friday then don't we, especially if you want a baby sooner rather than later!" He laughed and dragged her up to bed, he fucked, and made love to her more times that week than he had ever fucked, or made love to a woman. Dennis and his beautiful daughter Eleanor, had a love affair for six years, and in that time she produced four healthy children. He had no idea if any, or all of them were his. All he knew or cared about were them. They were his beloved grand children, and he loved them all as if they were his own.