0 comments/ 348074 views/ 106 favorites Big Old Daddy By: wittywill Jenny Taylor was a good wife and mother, she taught Sunday school at her local parish and at 36 was still pretty enough to stop traffic. She kept herself in shape but wasn't likely to be seen dressing provocatively. Not that she was conservative just proper. After all her father had been a minister and she learned the value of morality and virtue from an early age. Jenny was always helping people, doing what see could in her neighbourhood to help out, helping families in need. She was always glad to help. When Dave, her husband asked her if his Dad could live with them. She said she'd be happy to have Brian in her home. Brian had been living with Jeff, Dave's brother, and his wife Paula but she was expecting a child very soon and Brian would be in the way. Brian was 72 and in need of minor nursing care. Minor in the fact that he had fallen had injured both hands and arms in a fall nearly a year ago. He had to have several surgeries to repair the bones and ligaments but was slowly on the mend. Dave explained that she might have to help Brian with personal matters, getting dressed etc. But she wasn't concerned, Dave said he would help as he could but his Dad was a proud man and he wouldn't accept help from him in any way personal. "Dave, I raised three kids and have mended more scraped knees, bloody noses than I care to remember. Your Dad will be in good hands." Brian arrived at the airport two days later and moved into the biggest of the guest rooms. Jenny and Dave's house was big: three bedrooms upstairs, a big kitchen, living room with dining area and family room on the main floor with three bedrooms for the children in the basement along with another large family room and Jenny's sewing room. Jenny's children, the fraternal twins Mathew and Christine were just 18 and Luke, the youngest was 15. Jenny and Dave had gotten married after Jenny finished high school and had a started a family right away. Dave was four years older than Jenny they had met at church. Dave worked with his Dad at the plant. The work was brutal and monotonous but it paid well. They had a happy marriage and fairly ordinary sex life. Jenny rushed the children off to school and went up to visit Brian in the guest room. He had only been in her home three days but she was concerned. He hardly spoke, didn't eat much and as far as she could tell he wasn't sleeping well. "Brian I notice you haven't been sleeping well. Is there any thing I can do to help?" Jenny was her cheerful self and made Brian feel he could ask her anything but what he needed help with wasn't appropriate to ask his daughter or so he thought. "Jenny, I'm okay just a little jet lag. Sorry I snapped at the kids this morning. I'm not use to teenagers- "Well I'm glad to hear nothing is wrong and don't worry about the children. Matt and Chrissie love you as we all do. You can be yourself here." "Thanks Jenny, you really do make me feel welcome." "Think nothing more of it Brian. You're a guest in our home and if there is anything I can do to help you in any way please just ask." "I will Jenny, thanks." Jenny helped Brian out of bed and into the en suite bathroom. Jenny was glad she didn't have to help him wash. Nudity was a problem for Jenny. However, Brian could clean himself but needed her help in and out of the shower. She had to help him dry his back and legs; drying himself was nearly impossible with the casts on his forearms and hands. Brian was more cavalier about his nakedness in front of Jenny and this made her more uncomfortable. Several times she had seen his naked rear-end and torso. As much as Brian would have liked her to towel him dry completely including his privates, Jenny wasn't capable of doing this and he knew it. Besides he would need her help with something else. Making her uncomfortable wasn't going to make it easy to get her to help him. "Jenny, I'm sorry you have to help with so much. Hopefully, the casts will be off soon and I'll be able to do more of this stuff for myself." "Brian it's not trouble at all." Jenny said looking away as Brian pulled up his underwear. Her face was flushed and she was afraid her nervousness was making Brian feel unwelcome. "Well it's a little embarrassing for me to have to be nearly naked in front of you like this." Brian looked himself over realizing that a towel was the only thing between him and Jenny. "Oh… I haven't seen anything. Err I mean your… It's okay Brian I'm not embarrassed. Just think of me as…" Jenny was flustered and trying not to blush, "just pretend I'm not here." "That's not easy Jenny, you're a very beautiful woman and besides I'd have to talk to you in case I slip or something." Brian looked directly at Jenny and see could her faced was beet red but his compliment had reached her and she started to look up from the floor. "Thank you Brian, that very nice of you to say. I forgotten what a charmer you were. I think we're doing just fine." Brian was nearly dressed so Jenny was happy this was nearly over until bedtime, when she helped him out of his clothes and into bed. Jenny woke up about 3am, she heard voices coming from Brian's room. She got up without disturbing Dave, which wasn't difficult as he slept deeply. "Brian, are you asleep?" Jenny could hear that his TV was on and assumed he's fallen asleep watching it. She walked into his room expecting him to be asleep. "No I'm awake." His reply startled Jenny. "I heard your TV… I'm sorry to disturb you. Are you still having troubles sleeping?" "Unfortunately yes." "Is there anything I can do? It's been three nights Brian. I'm getting worried about you." Jenny sat at the edge of Brian's bed. "No thanks it's something I have to work out for myself." "Well maybe we should take you to the doctor tomorrow perhaps he can prescribe something to help." "Jenny, sleeping pills at my age aren't good besides, I could sleep if I wasn't so pent up." "I'm not sure what you mean." "I can't release myself." "Well I'll help you go to the bathroom. Here let me help you up." "No! No! Jenny I don't that kind of release!" "Well there's no need to shout." "Sorry Jenny, I'm really am but I meant sexual release." "Brian!" "Don't be shocked please. I didn't mean to embarrass you. But this wasn't a problem before my accident. It's only been a problem for the last two months since I've gotten off the muscle relaxers and painkillers. And only recently it's been affecting my sleep. So you see there's nothing you can do to help me." "Well, I'm am shocked. I'm not use to such frank discussions but I sympathize with your plight. But surely you don't need… it to sleep?" "Jenny, I really don't want to discuss my sex life with you. It's too personal for both of us to talk about. But if you must know, I'm use to doing it every night." "Every… well I mean… I didn't mean to ask such a personal question…" Jenny was unable to control her embarrassment and started to shake a little from the tension. "Jenny I'm sorry I've shocked you. You're a good person, a sweet and kind person. I really appreciate the love and kindness you've shown me. I know you want to help but its only another four weeks until the casts come off and I shou… "Please don't say it… I understand what you mean. But you can't go another month without sleep. We must get you help right away. Maybe there is something I can do?" "Do you really want to help?" "Yes, of course I do. I'd do anything for you." "I can't ask for your help, it's not right. You're my son's wife. I can't ask you to help me with this." "Dave wants me to help. He asked me to, I've helped clean and dress you, there must be something I can do. Please Brian let me help." "Alright but pleased don't be shocked or get mad at me." "I won't, I promise." "Would you give me a hand job?" "No! I can't do that." Jenny said no but not because she was a prude but because she didn't know what Brian meant. She was embarrassed to ask him but knew it must be something sexual. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked you. Please don't be angry with me and please don't tell Dave." "Brian, I'm sorry I didn't realize the only way to help you was sexual. I shouldn't have offered to help." Dave and Jenny had sex in the missionary position, she rarely gave Dave oral sex, and the only time Jenny had an orgasm was when she masturbated, which she also did rarely. She wasn't sexual and was uncomfortable about sex, it wasn't a topic of conversation at the church on a Sunday morning nor with the ladies with whom she was friends. As she got up to leave, she turned to Brian and surprised herself when she asked Brian what he meant by a "Hand Job", he didn't laugh at her just apologized for embarrassing her and said it was okay he's deal with it somehow. "No Brian, I want to help but you know I won't do anything sexual. I'm married to your son after all." "Jenny, I'm not asking you to cheat on my son. I just need a release since Alice died I haven't been with anyone and until my stupid accident I didn't need any one's help. But since I've been here I haven't been able sleep and it's because I can't... well you know." "Oh" Jenny blushed even more now. It was pretty clear Brian was asking her to masturbate him. She didn't know you could do that for someone and she was certain Dave would not approve. "I'm sorry Brian, I can't do that. I wouldn't know how to do it, I mean… without it being sexual." "Did you wash your children when they were little?" "Yes, of course, I did. " "Did you also wash their privates?" "Well it not the same thing, I mean I'm their mother and besides I wouldn't be washing it." "Your right I'm sorry for asking you Jenny please don't say anything to Dave. I don't want him to kick me out of here." "Brian that would never happen. We love you. Let me think about what you asked maybe if I think about it from a medical point of view I can help you." "Thanks Jenny." "Now try to get some sleep." The next evening around 11pm Brian heard Jenny creeping into his room. He had the TV on real low so she wasn't sure if he was awake. "Hi Jenny" Jenny was very nervous she had though about what Brian asked all day and had prayed for guidance. Just as she asked God if she should give Brian a "Hand Job" a ray of sunshine shone down of her from an opening in the clouds. She wasn't one for signs but felt no guilt when asking the question. Guilt according to her father was God's way of letting us know right from wrong. She didn't feel guilty about it and when she mentioned to Dave that his Dad had asked for more personal help. He thanked her for being so helpful and said how much he loved for being willing to help his Dad so much. "Hi Brian. I decided to help but if you don't mind you'll have to tell me what to do. This will be our little secret. The whole house is asleep and I've locked the door to your room." "Thanks you so much Jenny I really appreciate it. I've been going out of my mind due to lack of sleep. I thought up an arrangement to keep this as clinical as possible." "Well as long as we get you back to sleeping regularly then it's a small sacrifice." "First I was thinking, that if you pull a chair over and put your hand under the covers then you won't have to see me naked and we both can maintain some dignity." "You mean I won't have to be naked?" "No, no of course not. You're doing me a big favor. I want you to be as comfortable as possible." "That sounds okay to me. Can we start? I'd like to get back to bed soon." "Okay. Just put your hand under the covers and take a hold of my cock." "Oh okay", Jenny blushed. She didn't use slang terms for private parts of the body and was a little shocked by Brian forthright nature. "Then start rubbing it up and down." Jenny pulled over a chair and quickly put her hand under the covers and felt around for Brian's cock. Her heart was racing, her face was flushed and she was trying to look anywhere but a Brian's crotch. Her hand brushed against Brian's leg then his pubic hair then she recalled her hand. She started giggling and tried to hold her composure. "I didn't realize how difficult this would be I've never been with anyone but Dave. His is the only… thing I ever touched." "It's called a cock, Jenny or penis if you prefer. Maybe we shouldn't do this?" "No Brian I can handle it. Oh that's a pun isn't it? I'll try again." Jenny was determined to "handle it" after all this was just a clinical procedure. Her hand went under the covers and finally made it's way to Brian's cock. When it jumped at her touch she yelped and quickly put her free hand over her mouth. She didn't pull her right hand out as before and this time put her hand around Brian's cock. "Well I thought we were nearly done for with that yelp. But I'd say you handled it nicely." They both shared a smile and a chuckle. Then Jenny started moving her hand up and down. Brian was amazed at her resolve. Her hand moved like a piston up and down at just the right rhythm. "Am I doing it alright?" "Jenny, you're a natural." Jenny blushed with Brian's compliment and was surprised at her ambition. She thought she should slow down but with each full stroke Brian' cock got bigger and bigger. She realized very quickly that Brian was bigger, much bigger than Dave and she was surprised at his hardness. She even caught herself wondering just how big it was. "Ahhh!" Brian let out a big husky sigh, "keep it up Jenny you're doing just fine." Jenny realized her hand was hot, her throat was dry and tight, her chest was heaving and she was getting excited. Her panties were wet. She was desperately trying to get a hold of her emotions but Brian's cock was straining in her hand. She knew that it was wrong but she wanted to give Brian release and she didn't feel guilty about it. She gripped Brian's cock very tightly and held onto the arm of her chair very tightly. "Do it Jenny. Rub it, that's it get a good grip on it, girl. Make me cum!" Brian's words emphasized the sexual nature of what they were doing. It wasn't like washing her children it was like FUCKING. The word rang in Jenny's head like a gong. She didn't use such words; she wasn't use to being called girl or being asked to make someone cum. Jenny's hand stopped. "Brian, please don't say thing's like that I'm trying to help you. This isn't supposed to be sexual." Brian gritted his teeth he was close and didn't want her to stop. "I'm very sorry Jenny, I lost myself in the moment. I was thinking of Alice…" Jenny saw the tears welling in his eyes and started stroking again. "That's okay Brian. If thinking of Alice helps you…" Her words trailed off, Brian's cocking was starting to throb and for the first time she look at Brian's crotch. She gasped when she saw the tent his cock was making in the covers. He had to be a foot long, she thought. That's when it happened. Jenny came. It wasn't big but it made her squirm in her seat and she gasped. "Are you alright, Jenny?" She clenched her legs together. "Ah, yes… Yes, just a cramp. Are you nearly there?" "Yes just keep it up." Jenny couldn't speak she didn't know what to think or to say. She was an adulteress. Another man, her husband's father had brought her to orgasm just by having a big cock. She continued in silence just watching her hand through the covers stroking Brian's big cock. "I'm cumming Alice, I'm cumming!!!" Jenny didn't even hear Brian. She just mindlessly stroked every drop of sperm out of Brian's cock. Not for want but for being lost in a fog of regret and desire. What concerned her most was that she didn't feel guilty. She just looked at the joy on Brian's face and then his crotch and her hand still stroking his cock. "Jenny, I'm done. That's it you can let go now." Brian was tired and Jenny was still jerking him off, "Jenny we're done now." "Sorry… Sorry Brian, I was lost in thought. I'll go wash up." Jenny went into Brian's bathroom and immediately started crying she brought her right hand to her mouth so Brian wouldn't hear her. She tried to control herself it was only a hand job. It wasn't really sex and she hadn't really cheated on Dave. Besides she was only helping out a sick relative. It was clinical, a medical procedure. "God he smells good", Jenny was still feeling the effects of her orgasm and her hand was covered in Brian's sperm. She never told Dave but when she gave him head the sperm was her favorite part. Dave rarely let her swallow as he always pulled out and put his penis in her; the rightful place for sperm her father would have said. But every so often she got a taste and she liked it. But Brian's had a smell that was enticing, it was thick, heavy and animalistic. Jenny started licking it off her hand and her other hand dropped to her crotch. Brian watched Jenny play with herself and lick her hand clean. If he were a younger man he'd be fucking her now he thought. Then true to his word he fell asleep. Jenny came against her hand, still surprised at how guiltless she felt, and washed hands and face. She hadn't noticed that the door was wide opened and faced Brian's bed. Not only that but the light from his TV lit up the small bathroom. Brian could have seen everything she did. Luckily he was snoring. He hadn't seen her she was convinced. She walked back to her own bedroom and once inside took off her soaked panties. She quickly replaced them before getting into bed with Dave. The next morning she helped Brian get dressed after the kids had left. Brian said nothing of the night before and treated her with respect and courtesy. She was impressed with him. All he thought about was making her comfortable, all she kept thinking about was his cock. Several times she caught herself looking at his crotch and thinking about what his thing looked like when fully erect. That night at 11pm Jenny crept into Brian's room and was surprised to find him wide-awake. He hadn't lied to her he must need to cum every night to go to sleep. She didn't believe anyone had that kind of stamina let alone a 72-year-old man. Perhaps her 18 year old could do that, she thought to herself. "Is that you Jenny?" Brian asked as he rolled over towards her. "Yes, do you need… help tonight?" Jenny's voice sounded hopeful. "Yes please. If you're up to it?" "I can handle it." They both laughed again as Jenny pulled a chair over and went straight to Brian's cock. Fifteen minutes later Brian was cumming and Jenny' panties were wet but she didn't orgasm this time. She waited a few minutes for Brian to roll over. She then hurried into Brian's bathroom and again left the door open because she needed to put a fire out in her crotch. She sat on the toilet and quickly pulled the crotch of her panties aside and started fingering her clit her left hand. She barely licked her hand clean and quickly put a finger up her pussy. As before, Brian fell asleep watching his daughter masturbate and lick her fingers and clean off his sperm. He wondered how long before she would give in to her desire. Jenny moaned loudly but was reassured by Brian's snores. She continued to bring herself to orgasm thinking of Brian's cock. She came hard against her hand with a finger buried deep inside her. "Oh Brian" escaped from her lips. Her fantasies had never been so vivid or real. After washing her hands and face she left the bathroom and nearly left his room but couldn't resist walking back to his bed. She was going to lift the covers and look at his cock but her conscience got the better of her. It would be wrong to invade Brian's privacy by spying on him while he was asleep. The next night the routine repeated itself as before. Only this time it took 25 minutes for Brian to come and Jenny had to switch hands and use some Vaseline to prevent chafing. Brian also surprised Jenny when he came. Big Old Daddy Ch. 02 Folks many of you read the first part of this story and asked for more. I had started writing a follow-up soon after submitting "Big Old Daddy" as I really liked the characters and thought there was more of a story to tell. But I got discouraged when I thought I had deleted Part 2 by mistake. I was so upset I didn't write anything about Jenny and Brian until tonight nearly 4 years later. As chance would have it I looked in an old folder on a rarely used hard drive and found the nearly completed part 2. I've just completed it and am submitting it so please enjoy. Part 3 and perhaps more to cum shortly. Big Old Daddy – Part 2 Brian got up early that morning. He was angry with himself for treating Jenny as he had hours earlier. He was not a violent man nor abusive but his affair with Jenny had driven him to brutalize her. It wasn't sexual or erotic it was rape. The word filled his head with a heavy sense of regret. She was a willing participant in the sex but not the violence nor the assault on her psyche. Jenny was a good woman and he was bastard. Brian washed and dressed as quickly as he could. He wanted to go for a walk before anyone got up. "Dad, you're up early everything okay?" Dave, Brian's son, was coming out of his and Jenny's bedroom and caught Brian in the hallway between their rooms. Brian was a little surprised and didn't how to respond. "Sorry Dad I didn't mean to startle you. Jenny's not feeling well so she's going to sleep in this morning. I was going to see if you needed help getting dressed. But I can see you managed that just fine yourself." "Is... Is Jenny okay?" Brian was extremely nervous; he was hoping Jenny wasn't too badly hurt. "Oh she's fine. I think taking care of you these past weeks has been harder on her than she thought." Dave said with a smile. "To tell you truth Dad it's just female trouble." "Dave, you know your mother wouldn't like you saying that." "I remember Dad... it's no trouble to be female." They both shared a little laugh. But Brian was still nervous. It wasn't like Jenny to stay in bed he had done more damage than he thought. "I was going to go for a walk but I could help you get breakfast together for the kids." Brian reluctantly offered. "It's okay Dad, the kids get their own meals and lunches. I'll make sure they don't disturb Jenny. You go for your walk." "Are you sure, I could keep you company. I wouldn't want you to be out numbered or anything." "I can handle the kids. They hardly ever see me in the mornings so they will think I'm a guest and that means they have to be their best behaviour." "That's a good system you got there." "I learned it from my Dad." Dave said with a smirk. "You still have your mother's cheekiness. I'll see you in a bit." Brian started walking towards the stairs. He felt a little better obviously Jenny hadn't told Dave anything. "Okay, have a good walk." Dave went into the washroom. Brian walked around the park at least three times before finally deciding to go home. It was the first time in seventy-two years he felt he didn't have a home to go to or a family. He wished Alice were waiting for him. She had always been there for him through think and thin. But even she couldn't have forgiven this escapade. Brian wished he hadn't asked Jenny for the hand job that led to their affair and his brutal sodomy of her. Brian walked in the door expecting to see Jenny in the living room but she wasn't there or anywhere on the main floor of the house. Dave and the children had left hours ago. Brian figured Jenny must still be in her bedroom. So he went up stairs to watch some TV and have a nap. Brian wasn't one to feel bad for too long there was nothing he could do about what had happened. He could only control what he did from now on. And that was to leave Jenny alone. Jenny heard Brian climb the stairs and was scared that he might come into her room. But she heard his door close and then the lock engage and felt relieved. Her bum was still sore and her heart was aching. In the last six weeks she had gone from being a good Christian mother of three, Sunday school teacher at her parish and a faithful wife to being an adulteress. She was a fornicator and according to her father 'a slut and fucking whore'. The words hurt more than the anal sex. But not as much as the fact she agreed to have sex with her son. Jenny couldn't believe that an affair could make her become so vile. She said she would lick her son's balls and suck his cock. That she would fuck him and let Brian watch. Worse, so much worse than that was the fact that she meant it. She would have done all those things and more and she wasn't sure why. She knew that when she was begging Brian to fuck her up the ass she would have done anything he asked. She wanted to go back in time, she wanted to cry but mostly she wanted to know why she felt like masturbating. She fell asleep crying and rubbing her pussy. Brian didn't see Jenny that evening at supper but Dave wasn't as worried as he was. He told the kids their mother wasn't feeling well and not to bother her. Chrissie wanted to talk to her mother about something but Dave gave her the "what did I just say" speech. Brian offered to take the kids out for ice cream if Matt wouldn't mind driving. Dave was happy to been alone in the house with his wife and went to check on Jenny. "Hey sleepy head feeling any better?" Dave popped his head into the room and saw Jenny reading her Bible. "I'm doing okay but I think bed rest was needed. How are you managing with the kids and Brian?" "Dad's been a great help he just took the kids for ice cream. He was telling them stories about you and me when we were Matt and Chrissie's age. The kids are eating it up." Dave walked into the room. "Your Dad was always a good story teller." Jenny propped herself up on her pillows and motioned for Dave to come into the room. "So we have the house to ourselves for a little while... Do you want to make out like we use to?" Dave sat on the edge of the bed and patted Jenny's knee. "No, I'm not up to it. Besides I haven't been out of this bed all day. I must look a mess." "Honey, you are gorgeous, you've always been gorgeous and you always will be." Dave lent forward to kiss her and met Jenny's hand. "Dave your Dad is the charming one. You're the nice polite one. Stick to what you're good at." "It's true. You are gorgeous. I mean here I am enthralled by your dazzlingly beauty and you spurn my compliments." Dave feigned injury and hurt. "Well maybe I'll let you hung me and kiss my hand. However, if you're really my knight in shinning armour you'll get me a bite to eat." "Oh sure, now you're hungry." "Well if you feed me now I might be hungry for love later." Jenny retorted with a wry smile. "I'll make you a chicken sandwich and some fresh orange juice, how does that sound?" "That would be wonderful." Jenny leaned over and kissed his cheek. Dave was a little shocked. His wife wasn't usually this playful or suggestive. Lately he'd been getting more sex than he was use to and he was worried that his father was to blame. Dave didn't like his father too much mainly because Dave remembered all the nights his mother cried. Dave knew that his father had cheated on his mother many times. He mother always forgave him but Dave knew his father was a womanizer and that his father wasn't concerned who he slept with or who he hurt. Now that the casts were of his father's hands and arms Dave was concerned that he might get up to his old tricks. He'd be keeping a closer watch on him to make sure Jenny or God forbid Chrissie fell victim to his father's charms. Dave appeared ten minutes later with a sandwich and some juice. Jenny put down her Bible and smoothed out the covers so Dave could put the tray down. "Thank you Dave, this is wonderful. You even brought me a flower. Perhaps you are the charming one after all." Jenny kissed Dave on the cheek as he put down the tray on the bed. "Well nothings too good for my girl." Dave smiled at Jenny. Jenny nearly started crying again but held back the tears and quickly grabbed the glass of juice and slowly sipped out of it. "This is really good Dave." The tears were welling up in her eyes. His father had called her "girl" during their sexual liaisons; Dave had never called her girl before. She thought, "What he if suspects Brian and I?" Dave noticed her tears, "Now don't tell me I've been neglecting you as well? First the kids were surprised to see me this morning. Now you're so surprised I actually made you something to eat you're reduced to tears." Dave wiped away her tears with his finger as gentle as a feather on her cheek. Maybe he didn't know anything about Brian and her after all. "Oh, you! I'm not crying I'm just a little emotional. It's not everyday you realize how much your husband loves you." Dave and Jenny shared a kiss that was more passionate than either of them could remember and they didn't fight it. Dave slipped onto the bed beside Jenny and continued kissing her. Jenny wasn't stopping him she wasn't stopping herself either despite her soreness. She moved the tray out of the way and helped Dave out of his shirt. They each fumbled with their clothes, the bed covers and each other. Not wanting to break the spontaneity of the moment they both tried in earnest to let their passion engulf them. Jenny wanted desperately for Dave to make love to her, to please her, to take away those awful memories of last night with Brian. Dave couldn't remember the last time he had been this excited to be with his wife. He was trying to remember all the things she liked, trying to keep her interest and let her know he loved her all at the same time. They kissed like the first time, they touched each other as if for the first time: delicate touches to test just how soft they could caress each other. Their eyes fluttered and their voices murmured. They shared a love redefined and renewed. Jenny felt Dave's hardness with her hand and guided him to her. When did their clothes come off she wondered. How long have we been kissing? Had an eternity passed by while she and Dave were too busy getting to know one another again? Dave felt his head spinning like the first time he ever kissed Jenny. He hadn't been this hard in a long time if ever. Was there anyone in the world but them? Jenny was moist sooner then usual and Dave couldn't wait to be inside of her. He almost didn't notice her hand guiding him home. His thumb gently slide passed her left nipple and she exhaled into his mouth. He swore that last breath was a mixture of his name with a call for more. With ardor he entered her and she accepted him completely. Sometime between being inside her and his actually moving Jenny lifted her hips and pushed forward to meet his thrusts. Dave could not recall the last time his wife had moved beneath him; perhaps it had been before their children were born. He said something about her eyes and something about how lovely she was but it sounded like grunts to his ears. Jenny responded by kissing him harder and using her tongue to find and encircle his. She got the sentiment if not the words. Dave's left hand was moving slowly from breast to shoulder to gain purchase. Dave had only stroked within her a few times and Jenny's passion though intense was still gaining momentum. She grabbed his bum and pulled him into her to slow his pace, to get the most for both of them from his thrusts. Dave grabbed her wrists and placed them over her head and kissed her deeply as she lay further prone beneath him. Jenny felt a twinge as pushed her into the mattress reminding her of last night's sodomy. But she ignored the pain and reached up to her husband with her hips and vagina. With his free hand Dave caressed her face running his thumb over her lips before pinching her nipples and moving his hand to her sex. Jenny didn't know what had come over Dave. Generally he was cautious and polite in bed. He didn't touch her pussy when his penis was in her in fact he didn't usually hold her arms above her head. That's when she felt it, the warm circle of electricity forming somewhere between her legs. Dave had stopped caressing her pussy and had slipped his hand under her lifting her at the small of her back. Dave wasn't a big man perhaps not even average but this helped him go deeper than Jenny could recall. They were panting in unison now. Jenny could feel her heart beating in time with Dave's; she could feel the throbbing in her sex. She implored Dave to continue not with words but with her thrusts, her kisses and her begging tongue and by bringing her chest up to his. Dave had never seen his wife like this nor himself. Had he done this to her? Had they done this to each other? He felt he could stay inside her forever. He wanted to stay inside her forever. Her chest met his and he let go of her hands and brought both his hands up to her shoulders and pulled her to him. He heard Jenny say his name and he thrust, he heard her say "Oh God" and he thrust he felt her hot breath on the side of his face and thrust. Jenny met his thrusts and was so close Dave was going to make her cum. She was crying, Dave loved her and she felt him thrust, my husband can make me cum, and she felt his thrust, she was getting closer and she felt him thrust. "Oh please keep fucking me" she said out loud as Dave thrust into her again. Jenny was nearly there, so very close when she felt him stiffen, Dave came and before he fell on her Jenny yelled "Not yet!" They both heard it but Dave exhausted and now deflated collapsed onto her. Jenny feigned a spasm and a contraction and did her best to be convincing when she said "I'm cumming, I'm cumming... oh baby that was the best ever." But Dave knew. Jenny's fake orgasm was an insult: he had tried and failed and he knew it. What was worse was that he now knew he had always failed her. Jenny's own orgasm arrived as Dave rolled off of her but it was small and fleeting. Not much more excitement than riding a horse or a motorcycle and no where near the heights of passion she had shared with Brian. She searched his eyes for the love and passion they had just shared but Dave was a beaten man. She tried to kiss him... "The kids will be back soon I should get dressed." He said looking away from her. "Oh Dave please don't go, stay with me. Brian can take care of the kids. We've just had a wonderful time together please let's just share this for a moment longer." Jenny reached up to him as he was already seating on the edge of the bed. "I love you Dave. I love you very much" she started crying. "Honey it's alright please don't cry. I love you very much too." "But you want to leave me so soon after what just happen and I've missed it being just us two for so long. Please stay with me." Jenny's big blue eyes were deep sapphire and Dave though dejected couldn't help but feel empathy for his wife. He may be lousy in bed but he was still her husband and a good man. They embraced but Jenny knew her husband could never fully satisfy her and that was why she was crying. She wished she was crying because she had hurt this wonderful, her wonderful, man's feelings but it wasn't the case. Jenny's pussy was aching more than her heart and she would visit Brian again even if it meant more degradation. She just hoped her son had a big cock like his grandfather. Big Old Daddy "Oh Jenny make me cum girl. You make me wish I was 40 years younger." "Brian!" "Sorry Jenny's it's true. I haven't felt this young since Alice died." "That's not what you said…" "Jenny what a man says in the throws of passion can't be held against him. I didn't mean to suggest more than how you make me feel." "You should try to control yourself or this will have to stop." It wasn't a legitimate threat they both knew it. Jenny still had his cock in her hand. Jenny took her hand off Brian's cock and slowly got up out of her chair. She had cum so much the front of her nightgown was wet and the stain was noticeable. Brian was quick not to look at it. But he now knew she enjoyed playing with his cock as much as he did. She barely waited long enough before repeating her own little ceremony. This time she got completely naked and only after she had cum very loudly did she lick her fingers clean. The mingling of her juices and Brian's sperm was more than she could handle. She got on her hands and knees and continued to finger her pussy from behind. She was pretending Brian was behind her and fucking her hard. She could see Brian sleeping in his bed. If only he was her husband she could crawl into his bed and demand sex. Jenny slipped onto the floor when she tried to rub her clit and finger herself at the same time. Her tits pressed into the cold tiles and the sensation along with the thud was strangely pleasing. Jenny had her second orgasm, it was the first time she had ever cum twice in one day. She picked herself up off the floor and put on her nightie. She was careful not to forget her panties on Brian bathroom floor. She slept very well that night. "Jenny it's not going to work. I'm not able to convince myself you're Alice anymore." "Maybe if you closed your eyes or perhaps if you tell me something Alice use to say to you during… you know." "Jenny, I thought of that but what we're doing is wrong. I shouldn't be getting you to do this. I knew I would need more stimulation as this went on and it's not appropriate for me to ask you to continue giving me a… hand job." "Brian this is all I can do for you. You know I can't do anything else but I still want to help you sleep." "Jenny I don't want you to do anything more than you're doing for me but it's not enough. I need more stimulation to get, and pardon my language but, I need more to get hard and cum." "Brian I asked you not to use such language around me. I'm your daughter." She still had hold of his cock was still trying to get it hard. "Jenny I'm not a nice polite Christian. I like sex. Alice and I had a healthy and passionate sex life right up until the day she died. We'd probably still be making love daily if she hadn't died in that car crash. I feel bad that I'm keeping you from Dave. That you and he aren't experiencing the joy you've given me every night for the past three nights." "Well, thank you Brian that's a nice compliant." Jenny was surprised and how good it felt to hear Brian say how much joy she'd brought him, "but I'm only trying to help you sleep and your not keeping Dave and I from enjoying ourselves. You must really miss Alice, and if you need more stimulation then I'm willing to give it. But I won't have sex with you, I won't do anything with you that I do with Dave." "Jenny what I want if for you to sit on my bed naked and look at my cock as you give me a hand job. I don't think it's appropriate for you to do that. So this must stop now. Please stop playing with my cock." "Brian, I can do that! That's okay with me." Jenny wasn't embarrassed, Brian had asked her to do exactly what she was willing to do. She wanted so much to see his cock and now she would get the chance. "I'm not certain that would be a good idea… "Please let me try, you need your sleep." Jenny didn't wait for his response. She got out of her chair slowly removed her nightgown and stood in front of Brian making sure he got a good look at her. Jenny was beautiful with large perky tits with big nipples and a slightly short frame. She ran her hands slowly to her hips and put her thumbs under the waistband of her panties. Her blonde bush came into view and she smiled as she saw Brian's eye light up with desire. She quickly glanced over at his crotch and noticed the familiar tent forming. Jenny's panties slipped down to the floor and she stepped out of them. Revealing herself completely to Brian's eyes and his big cock Jenny glided over to the bed and started picking up the edge of the blanket and sheet. As she lifted it her pussy started becoming moist. Her knees nearly gave way but she knelt on the bed and continued lifting Brian's covers. The moment of truth was upon her she brought her other knee onto the bed. Brian got an excellent view of her pussy and ass and wished he could lift his arms and stroke her ass. He wished he could finger her and do more; he tried to get the thoughts out of his head. She was his daughter. He decided to just let Jenny do her job. Jenny wasn't disappointed all her dreams of what his cock would like, how big it was and how thick. Brian was 10 inches long and nearly as big around and despite his age his cock was extremely hard and had a large pink head. Jenny resisted the urge to put it in her mouth and grabbed it with her hand. Brian knew he would cum on her and he knew she would probably do something she would regret. Like suck him off. He was surprised she was even doing this considering her upbringing. But here was his son's wife of 18 years naked on her father's bed pulling on his cock and getting ready to be baptized in sperm. Brian was frustrated that he could do anymore than watch her jerking him off he knew this would be last time a women touched until he either died or got rich enough to afford a hooker. "Brian your thing is… Sorry I shouldn't say things like that." "That's okay Alice use to say "My what a big cock you have…" Like little red riding hood you know?" "Well I think we should try to keep this as clean as possible." "I'm sorry Jenny. I just…" "Hush, it's aright Brian you didn't offended me. I like looking at your thing." Jenny liked watching the head open and close as she stroked his cock. She liked how powerful his cock was and the heat that was coming of it. Mostly she liked the way her heel was driving into her pussy by the force of her rhythm on Brian's cock. Brian noticed her sliding her buttocks back and forth as she jerked him off and hoped she would cum at the same time as he did. He wanted to feel how hot she was; he also wanted to taste her, given the chance that much he could do. Jenny started using two hands and brought her hands closer to her chest. Every other stroke her breasts touched Brian's cock and he and Jenny both loved the sensation. It had been a long time since such firm breasts had rubbed against his cock. Jenny had never before had a cock this close to her breasts. "Do you like this Brian? Am I stimulating you enough now?" Jenny was seeking approval she needed it. It was then that Brian realized his power over her. Her was like a father figure to her. Her own father had died when she was 13. She married Dave at 18. It wasn't just Christian charity or familial responsibility Jenny was doing what her father told her to do. She was trying to please her Daddy. Brian knew this had to stop now it was wrong to exploit her this way. But instead he came all over her and Jenny didn't stop pumping. His sperm was on her face and breasts, it was in her hair and on her hands and arms. "Oh how's my big old daddy now." She cooed. Brian couldn't stop cumming or throw her off him. She was in ecstasy and she was cumming so hard her juices was flowing out of her. "Oh Brian that's the biggest gusher yet. I knew I could help you. I knew I could help you. " She was kissing his cock and licking it just like he figured. Not only that she had her left hand under herself ad was fingering her wet pussy. Brian was torn between the sheer sex of the situation and the knowledge that his daughter was lost in some incestuous reverie and perhaps mentally disassociated. She then came to her senses. "Oh Brian… what… I shouldn't… I'm sorry I was only trying… You go to sleep I'll take care of this." "Jenny, are you alri…" "Shush Brian, everything fine I just got a little carried away. It won't happen again, I promise. You're not mad at me are you?" "No, of course not… "You can spank me if I've been bad… "Jenny it's okay we were only playing a game, you go wash up now. Church tomorrow." "Okay, Brian. Did I make you cum good?" She whispered into his ear kissing him. "Yes Jenny you were wonderful." "Did you like my show? I made myself cum at the same time you did. I was really good." "Yes you were Jenny, you were very good. Now go wash up." Brian knew someting was definatley wrong her langauge and tone of voice had changed. "Don't you want to play the hide the stick game?" "No Jenny we're only supposed to give me a hand job." "You didn't stop me when I was licking your thing… What am I saying… "Jenny…" "Brian what's happening to me? "I don't know you got all weird there for a moment. Like you were someone or somewhere else. Maybe you're role playing to explain your current situation." "What?" "Sorry Psychology was my minor, are you okay?" "Yes, I barely remember anything after taking off my panties. Why am I covered in your stuff?" "You… We…" "I let you gush all over me didn't I?" "Yes." Touching herself between her legs Jenny added, "It would appear that I enjoyed it." "You did." "I've been enjoying it every night since we started. I don't want this to stop but what just happened frightened me." "Jenny I think what we've been doing you've done before but forgot it. Either that or your mind hasn't been able to deal with the fact that you're enjoying something that should make you feel guilty and sinful, which it obviously hasn't." "You're right I haven't been feeling guilty. I have a confession to make…" "Perhaps that is something you should share with your priest or doctor." "No, this is between you and I. I've been masturbating every night in your bathroom since I start releasing you this way. Two night ago I nearly peeked under your covers while you we're sleeping. I think that fact that I thought peeking at you was wrong but not everything else I've been doing was too difficult to deal with." "The mind is a dangerous play ground. I'm sorry I even asked you to do this." "Come Brian you needed help sleeping and I needed to help you. I wanted this as much as you." "So you're okay with what we've been doing?" "Yes and no. I want to help you Brian; I want to feel your… thing inside me. But I'll keep giving you a hand job and hopefully we won't have a repeat of tonight's scariness." "Hopefully, but I don't think you should continue helping me. I can't destroy your marriage to Dave, he's my son." "We won't be destroying anything. Dave won't find out about us. He sleeps too soundly." "Jenny a man feels when his wife isn't in his bed and moving away from him emotionally. You've already expressed your desire to be with me. Are you certain Dave won't feel this distance between you?" "I guess I never thought about it that way. Maybe you're right we should stop this, is that what you want?" "No, but it's for the best. We both got too carried away." "How will you sleep?" "That's my problem, you should concern yourself with other matters." "Please don't send me away. I need to help you through this Brian. My father said that guilt was God's way of guiding us through right and wrong. I don't feel guilty when I do this with you so it must be right. You must need my help or else what I'm doing wouldn't feel right." "Jenny you're rationalizing what we've been doing. I don't want it to but you know this will escalate into your breaking your marriage vows." "Do you want me?" "Of course, I do Jenny. If you weren't my son's wife I gladly be your lover." "I'm not asking you to be my lover just let me… help you sleep." "Isn't that the same thing?" "No it's not. Now go to sleep and stop arguing with me." She stormed into Brian's bathroom and cleaned herself up. She would convince herself she could keep in control by not masturbating. When she finally got back into bed with Dave she couldn't stand it anymore and masturbated herself to sleep. "Brian are you getting ready to cum?" "Jenny…?" "I decided to use some of your language to help you? Is it okay?" "Yes, can you say something dirty to help me?" Brian decided the only way to bring his daughter back to reality was to shock her sense of morality. "What do you want me to say?" Jenny felt her face flush. She was pulling on Brian's cock and watching his cock. "Tell me how much you like my cock, tell me what you like about it. Tell me what rude things you want me to do to you with it." "I can't Brian, I don't know the words." "Say cock." "Cock." "Say balls." "Balls." "Say fucking." "I can't… can't say…" "Say fucking." "Fu.. Fu.. "Say fucking!" "Fucking." "Say pussy." "Pussy." "Say tits." "Tits." "There you said five words you never said before. Now string them together with some imagination." "You've got a big cock Brian. I love to play with it and lick your balls." Jenny giggled nervously. She had never said anything like this in her life. She felt free. "Then do it" "What…" "Lick my balls" "I.. I.." "Lick 'em" Jenny lowered her head and licked Brian's balls as she continued pumping her hand up and down. "Suck them into your mouth." She did as she told. She came up for air, "Do you like that Brian?" "Yes you did that good, what else do you want to do?" "I don't know how to ask or what it's called" "Say the word of the body part…" "Tits" "Say Brian I want to use my tits to jerk you off." "I wan… I want to… Use my tits on your cock." "Close enough. Go to it girl." Jenny clasped her breasts around his cock and started moving them up and down. "Is this right?" "Yes but it would work better if you faced me." Jenny moved around so she was looking in to Brian's face. He was smiling and that made her feel more comfortable. "Stroke me faster with your tits Jenny. Squeeze your tits against me tighter." "Is that better now?" "Jenny, lick my cock on the down stroke." Jenny loved the taste of Brian's cum she tried to go closer to so she could put it her mouth. After several minutes of licking his cock Brian demanded more, "Jenny suck me off!" "Yes Brian" Jenny used her hands and mouth on Brian's cock and within in seconds she felt his cock jerk and swell. "Jenny I'm going to cum. Suck it all down like a good girl." Jenny did as told and swallowed nearly all of Brian's seed. But his load was too much for her untrained throat and his sperm spewed out of her mouth and down her chest. "Now lick it all up, Jenny like a good girl." Jenny did as Brian asked. The next night Brian got his wish. "Jenny stop sucking me off for a second and bring your ass round to my face." "Why have I done something wrong?" "No, I just want to give you something." "What?" "Move around and you'll find out." Jenny did move herself around. Brian was surprised at the fact she didn't try hide her pussy from him. "Now lower your self on to my face and start sucking my cock again." "Oh Brian, what are you doing back there? That feels wonderful." Jenny let him taste her pussy. She started squirming immediately. Brian had barely licked her entire pussy before she started cumming. He licked her to an orgasm Dave never gave her. Two nights later Jenny mounted him. She had to do all the work. Brian arms couldn't even hold her in place. But he talked her through flexing her pussy muscles to help him cum and how to rub her clit against his pelvic bone. He still hadn't deterred her from this sex game. The next four weeks continued with variations on a theme sometimes sucking, fucking and a tit job all in the same night. Sometimes Jenny would just masturbate for Brian then give him a blowjob, which she was becoming quite good at. They added a little sex to their morning routine as well. Jenny would help Brian into the shower get undressed her self and wash him completely. She usually gave him a blowjob in the shower or when she toweling him off. Jenny was also having more sex with Dave. Usually before seeing Brian she would have sex with Dave. It was a prelude that helped her prepare for Brian. Dave wouldn't let her do anything like the stuff she had learned from Brian. She barely got him hard and in her before he was cumming and rolling over to go to sleep. Dave also wasn't interested in sex every night so Jenny didn't even ask. She tried not letting on to Dave that she was initiating sex. She was giving in to all Dave's requests for sex as opposed to making the excuses she used to make. Then the bandages came off and Brian's hands were free. It took several weeks of physical therapy for him to regain the strength and power in his hands and arms. "Brian are you asleep?" Jenny crept into his room as she had for the last six weeks. She had done things, experienced and said things she never had done in her life before. She had committed adultery, engaged in profane sexual activity and loved it. Brian had made love to her with his mouth, she had used his cock for her own pleasure and she had let him watch her make herself cum. Tonight Brian could fuck her. "Jenny I want you to strip and get on all fours on the floor." "Okay, will you fuck me?" "Yes." Jenny did as Brian asked and dropped to the floor getting on all fours. Brian wasn't a young man so it took him a little while to get over to her. He was already hard and he knew she was wet enough to accept him. But he didn't put his cock in her pussy. He grabbed her hips and with one quick thrust he stuffed most of his 10" inches up Jenny's ass before her musles clecnhed and stopped any further entry. He had put some Vaseline on his cock before she came in. The wisdom of age and experience. She tired to muffle her scream and bite her lip to stifle her agony. "Brian, you're in my bum. Take it out! You're in the wrong…" SLAP! Brian slapped Jenny's ass, "Just relax you're going to love this Jenny." "Oh Brian you're too big, it hurts. Please take it out" "Take what out?" "You're big fat cock." "Out of where?" "My bum. Please take your big fat cock out of my bum." "Does it fell better if I do this?" Brian squeezed her clit, "and this" He rubbed the space between her pussy and ass. "Oh" "How about this?" Brian used his thumbs to massage the skin just above her anus. "Brian that fells great but your cock is too big… Ahhh!" Jenny felt his fingers enter her that was the sensation she was hoping for, a full pussy. But it wasn't his cock. She wanted to feel his cock in her pussy. Brian didn't move his cock he knew she would quickly adjust if he just kept her occupied. His slow ministrations paid off she started focusing on her pussy and clit and not the thick cock up her ass. Jenny started moving her ass around and softly moaning. Brian was happy that he hadn't lost his touch. "Do you like how you feel now?" he asked. "Yes" "Does you like what my fingers are doing to you?" "Yes." "Tell me what I'm doing to you." "You're fingers are in my pussy. You're playing with my clit. It's making me hot. Please Brian fuck me. I want to feel you cock driving in me." Jenny was squirming and thrusting back on to Brian's hand. "Do you still want me to take my cock our of your ass?" "No, it's starting to feel okay… Ahhh!" Big Old Daddy Brian slowly started fucking her ass and she started pushing back with more force. She was helping him fuck her. "Oh Brian it does feel good. I love your cock up my ass." "Jenny you finally said 'ass'… "Shut up and fuck me blind." Brian grabbed hold of her hips again and fucked her hard up the ass. After ten minutes Jenny was in the throws of the biggest orgasm of her life. She was blind with pleasure, every nerve ending in her body was screaming joy. Pleasure was her lifeblood. She was trying to tell Brian how she felt and what he was doing to her but her words sounded far away and in another language. If sex had a language this was it. The she exploded and collapsed onto the floor barley hearing the pop of Brian's cock out of her ass. She finally had the body orgasm he was hoping she would achieve. Here was Jenny, his son's wife, a babbling, quaking, sex mad women lying on his floor. Her whole body was in orgasmic spasm and her breathing was rapid and laboured. She was talking incoherently and her pussy was ejaculating her juices all over Brian's legs. He loved watching her like this and was glad he brought her over the brink of ecstasy. It took her fifteen minutes to regain her composure. Brian hoped this was finally the act that stopped their madness. He was sure his son would eventually hear them or at least someone in the house. Plus Jenny was a good wife and mother surely she wasn't really this wanton and lustful? "Brian can we do it again? Can you do that to me again? Please…" She could barely move off the floor but was reaching for his semi-erect cock. "No Jenny this has to stop. We can't keep doing this we're going to get caught. And I'll loss my son and grandchildren and you'll lose your family and home. You've got to see that this is wrong." "It's not wrong Brian. You've shown me that I needed to release my own sexual frustrations. I'm happy now. Please fuck me up the ass again. I wanted you to fuck my pussy tonight but now I want you in my ass. I loved it, more than you know. I want to bring you to the heights you brought me. Whatever your wildest fantasy I will do. Just please say this won't end." Brian wanted to start crying all his life he had fought his nature. He was a seducer of women he made them do crazy things. Alice had left him several times during their long marriage over his affairs. It was only when he started including her in his conquests that Alice finally accepted his nature. But Brian never did, he wanted to be a good man. But his voice, his cock and his fabulous fingers were his best friends and worst enemies. Now he had seduced Jenny and turned her into a fuck monster. She was a cock-crazy woman and completely in his control. He could ask her to do anything and she would do it. What would he ask first? Shave your pussy. Have sex with a woman. Fuck the black guy next door. He knew she would do it all. But the one thing he wanted to ask her she refused to do. This wouldn't end just by his asking he had to think of something so vile and degrading she would most certainly decline. "Will you do anything for more me?" "Anything, just please fuck me in the ass again." she got to her hands and knees again. "I want you to fuck Matt, your son." "Here with you or in his room?" Brian plunged his cock up her ass and slapped her hard a couple of times. He couldn't believe her. "Did you hear what I said slut? " SLAP! "Did you hear me you fucking whore?" SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "Yes… Yes… Brian I'll fuck Matt. I'll lick his balls; I'll suck him off. I'll let him fuck me. I'll even let you watch. Just fuck me, you're my big old Daddy."