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Our New In-Laws

By: Novelista



"Jack, I'm falling asleep, let me wake up Jenni, and she can sit up here and keep you company." Allison Baker rubbed her eyes. They had been driving all day from Denver to Los Angeles. With his income as an electronics design engineer and her riches from being a partner in her law firm. 

Her husband nodded. "I'm good, after all the coffee I've had I can make it fine. Only another couple of hours to go."

"I need some sleep before meeting Isaac's parents. I can't have the mother of the groom seeing the luggage under my eyes."

Allison wearily turned the passenger captain's chair and stood up. The meeting with Jenni's fiancé tomorrow worried her. Jenni always found a more important question to discuss when Allison asked about them. Jenny called them "liberal." The word carried too many facets to bring Allison comfort. Allison came from a long line of conservative Republicans. The idea of spending family times with liberals didn't please her at all. 

In the bedroom her daughter was sleeping on the quilt covering. Allison sighed at the sight of the little girl who was always such an angel sleeping in her panties. She never cared about modesty and gave her father far too much exposure. Allison sat on the edge of the king-sized bed. She touched her daughter's cheek slowly rousing her from a dream of whose nature would have shocked her mother. "Jenni, go up and keep your dad company while he drives."

Jenni sat up and moaned, "Oh, Mom, I'm too tired." 

Allison tossed her a tee shirt. "Cover those things up before you go up there."

Her daughter was blessed with a pair of breasts that would earn her a spot in Playboy. Large and standing tall, without a blemish on them capped with dark brown nipples, Jenni was twenty-five and proud of them, always wearing deep cleavage to show off as much of them as possible. The tee shirt, without a bra, hugged them tightly. She tugged on the hem so it covered her panties and headed up forward. 

Her mother tossed the girl a pair of shorts. "Wear these too." Jack saw in his mirror his only daughter pull up the tiny shorts covering her exposed bottom. 

She slipped into the empty passenger chair. "Mom said you need company." 

He looked over, "Yeah, I should be okay, but a little company never hurt." He saw his daughter's attire. "You didn't need to dress up for this job." She knew he was talking about her lack of a bra. 

Her relationship with her father was easy going. She didn't mind his looks at her lush body; she rather enjoyed it. Jenni pulled a Cosmo from the rack under the cup holders. She flipped on the reading light. The bright light shone like a spot light over the two stars on her chest highlighting every detail. 

"Mom's worried about Isaac's parents." 

Jenni flipped a couple of pages. "I am too."

"Mom says you won't talk about them."

"Dad, they don't fit into any mold that's she's going to care for." 

"Can you tell me? What is so awful about them?"

Jenni stared at an advertisement selling Calvin Kline jeans. "Dad, they work in adult entertainment."

Her father processed the idea, "You mean porn?"

Jenni gave him a week grin, "Yeah, they make adult videos."

"Oh shit!" He whispered. 

"Yeah, and his mom was a big star in her time." 

"A porn star?" Allison had never approved of pornography. Once Jack had brought home a Playboy, Allison had found it and burned it in their fireplace. He gave up on porn until the Internet made it much easier to hide. 

"Yeah, a big-time porn star, her stage name was Cherri Pickle, but now everyone calls her Dee Dee." Jenni giggled. "Her husband produced and directed and she starred. Now they both direct. They've made a mint, Daddy." 

Jack's mind tried to match the name with a body, but couldn't. "Well, I guess we don't get to pick our fiancé's parents."

Jenni dropped the magazine back in the rack. "That's not all, Daddy."

"No, there's more." She turned the chair and propped her feet on her father's leg. "When Isaac turned eighteen he started acting for them."

His hand gripped her foot. "So, you're marrying a porn star?" 

"Yes, Daddy, I am." Her tone told him that arguing would be useless.

"Your mother's not going to like this at all." He absently massaged the top of her foot imagining Allison's reaction at having to tell her right-wing family that her daughter was marrying a man with such a past.

Jenni casually flipped the magazine pages. "Oh, Daddy, I think she'll like it even less when she finds out I've been in them too." He reflexively pinched her foot. "Ouch!" She sat up pulling her feet back.

His stricken look communicated his opinion of this. "You? You've been in adult movies?"

She curled her feet under her bottom. "Yeah, I've done about six of them, Daddy. It pays very well."

"I can't believe this. It will kill your mother." His mind reeled at his daughter's revelations. "She'll never accept this."

"Daddy, it's not so bad. Porn's a big business. I'm just trying to make it as an actress in a company owned by my future husband and his family. They're not going to abuse me." 

His pale face gleamed in the oncoming headlights of a truck. "How did you get started with them?"

Jenni turned her chair forward so she didn't have to look at her father's stricken face. "Two years ago, I went to the unemployment office and they sent me on an interview at KIT Productions." She put up her feet and told her father how it all started.

"I started as their receptionist, Daddy." 

"How did you get involved with Isaac?" Jack asked.

Jenni shrugged. "Like most co-workers, chatting over coffee, he asked me out to lunch and dinner. We hit it off, Daddy." 

"And the acting?" His fear of asking the question didn't exceed his fear of the answer.

"His folks, who are very nice people, were making a movie about six months ago. Isaac had the starring role and the actress didn't show up. After working there a year and a half, Daddy, I was a bit numb to the sex and nudity I saw every day. Taking my clothes off and making love to my boyfriend under ten thousand watts of lights and with a crew around just didn't seem so awful."

Jack couldn't think of a reply to this. Jenni paused and then turned to her father. "The biggest problem, Daddy, was that I was good. When I saw the movie, even I could see it was well above average. So I made more, and the more I made the better I got."

She picked up the Cosmo again. "I started getting fan mail, Daddy. I did appearances at adult theaters. I was paid well, and Isaac proposed to me."

Jack smirked, "Sounds like Cinderella."

"Daddy, don't be nasty. You have to help me break this to mom. She's going to die when she finds out."

"Do you have a copy of one of your movies?" He asked.

"Yeah, in my bag." I was curious.

"Leave one out where Mom can find it."

"Daddy, are you crazy?" Jenni barked.

"Do you have the nerve to sit down and tell her yourself?" He fired back.

"No..." Jenni sighed. "I was hoping you would tell her."

"Me? How would this information come to me? From watching one of your movies? She would know you told me. Or that I was watching porn in my spare time. Either would be bad for me." He looked at his daughter and had no need to wonder what made her a porn star. "You have to tell her."

"How long before we get there?" 

"I'm parking on the edge of LA, we'll get a night's sleep, and then we'll drive in during the day. I think about nine or ten." 

"Great, I live to see the next morning." Jenni pouted.

Jack's daughter rose to her fate. Rain drops sprinkled over the windshield as she walked back to the bed room. The windshield wipers swung in long arcs before Jack. He drove on toward their destination with the adult film industry. The click-clack of the wipers wore at his alertness without a companion beside him.

"What!!" The shriek slipped through the cracks around the door and made their way to echo off the windshield. Jack jerked into full consciousness. "What!!" A second scream followed the first. He frowned at the knowledge that today was barely born and it was starting badly.

The shouts that reached his tired ears told him that his wife was taking their daughter's new career badly. Then quiet reigned. It was a quiet so total that his need for simulation led him to take a rest top exit. He parked the RV away from the semis parked for the night. 

He filled their 12-volt coffee pot and waited while the coffee dripped into the pot. The quiet led him to the bedroom door. His ear pressed against the wood. Silence. The knob turned quietly, a whisper in the stillness. The room was dark, but the bright lights of the rest area illuminated the bed. His wife and daughter were sleeping. Without an answer to his unasked question Jack filled his coffee cup and returned to the driver's seat. 

He stopped at a rest area just outside of LA at one am. The upper bunk had an alarm clock he set for eight am and went to sleep.

"Jack." The sound of his name cleared the clouds from his mind. His wife stood on a stool and shook him awake. "Let's get going."

The face of the woman he married twenty-eight years ago was expressionless. His daughter was making a fresh pot of coffee. Her face was just as blank. He rolled from the small bed and dropped to the floor. Neither woman troubled to inform him of the results of the late night screaming. 

He accepted a cup of coffee from Jenni. He set the GPS to their final destination. Only the fluid voice of the GPS spoke as it instructed him to get on the expressway. He kept creating reasons to look over his shoulder. Allison and Jenni vanished into the bedroom again. 

Driving the RV though the Los Angeles traffic kept his mind off his troubles. The women didn't emerge from the bedroom until he pulled the RV up to the gated driveway and stopped at the security station. The intercom was meant for use with cars, so Jack opened the door and stepped down to the ground.

His instructions said to press button four. He waited until a young man's voice responded, "Mr. Baker?"

"Yes, I'm Jack Baker."

The iron gate over the drive slowly opened. 

"Mr. Baker, you will soon arrive at another gate, wait until it opens and then drive through. Do not get out of your vehicle. After a short drive you will pass through another gate. After a sharp left turn you may park on the left side of the lot. You may then exit your vehicle."

Jack saw the camera on top the wall and waved. He climbed back into the RV and drove onto the estate. The road entered a belt of trees that hid the home from the road. Jack knew that his daughter was marrying into serious money. He followed his instructions and as he made the sharp turn at the end saw the house. It was the largest house he had ever seen. 

The bedroom door opened and Allison and Jenni appeared identically dressed in white shorts and blouses. Allison peered out the window and saw the house. "You were right. It is huge." Her voice still carried a chill. 

"Jack, you shower and get changed. Meet us inside." Allison ordered with a dark look.

Her husband nodded, not wanting to have any of Allison's mood directed at him. Jack watched the women open the side door and leave him behind. He wondered at the amount of porn it took to build a house like this. He knew he couldn't meet his news dressed in day old clothes and beard. Lying across the bed was an outfit matching his wife and daughter. While he stripped he saw his daughter's duffle bag was half-open. He peeked inside and saw a DVD case. He checked the window and saw he was alone. The cover featured a picture of his daughter, naked and hugging another girl. "Backyard Lesbians 5" splashed the cover. On the backside he saw his daughter reclined at poolside with a girl's face pressed into her pussy. The smile on her face told him she wasn't being forced to lie there and accept the other girl's attentions.

He opened the case and put the DVD in the bedroom player. His daughter's segment was the third. Sitting on the edge of the bed he jumped to the third chapter. Two girls were lying on lounge chairs. His daughter was wearing a string bikini like he had never seen her wear. 

"Cassie? Are you as horny as I am?" His daughter said to the other girl.

"Becky. I've told you I'm not making it with you. I have a boyfriend."

His daughter pulled down her top. Her history of immodest dress made the sight of her breasts less shocking than with most fathers. He had seen them many times, but never with her pulling on the nipples and twisting them. 

"God Becky, you are such a slut." 

His daughter giggled and pulled off her top. "Becky, I just can wait until the guys get here. I need to cum." She said this with such wetness in her voice that Jack felt a twitch and looked down to see his cock begin to rise. 

"Oh, shit!" He hit the pause button just as Jenni pushed her fingers under her swimsuit bottom. He had a hard on from watching his daughter. His daughter's skin was no stranger, but getting hard was. 

He peeked out the window again. Why wasn't anyone missing him? 

Back to the bed he sat down and looked at the frozen image of his daughter. He picked up the remote to turn off the picture, but he pressed play. 

He sat on the edge of the bed for twenty minutes and saw his daughter convince Becky that she was horny enough to make it with her. His hand closed around his cock when they girls kissed. When Jenni came screaming from Cassie's talented tongue with the camera focused close up on Jenni's face, he popped his load on the bedroom floor.

He scrambled to get the DVD back into the case and back in Jenni's bag in the exact position he had found it. He mopped up the floor with a towel and headed for the shower. 

He dressed in his all-white uniform and stepped out into his new world.

Our New In-Laws Ch. 02



When his foot hit the hot pavement he heard Jenni's voice, "Dad, over here. How long does it take to shower? We're all out on the patio."

How long does it take to wash out the images of your daughter's mouth pressed against another girl's hot pussy from his brain? "I'm sorry. I made some coffee to keep me going."

"Come on." She took her father's arm. "Daddy, this is going much, much, better than I could have hoped. Mom's so impressed by the amount of money they have that's she's pushed how they make it right out of her mind."

"Mom has always had a more than passing interest in money."

Jack wondered if watching the video had any influence in how sensitive he was now when his daughter's breast rubbed over his arm. Before, he would hardly notice, but now it was like a file over his skin. 

Jenni was unaware of the power of her touch. She said, "Mom was sure pissed when I first told her, but when I got into how much I got paid and how much Isaac and his family made from the business she calmed down."

"I'm glad something's diverted her interest from your new career." Jack's voice carried the tone of disapproval.

"Daddy, I don't think she's pleased, but she is setting up 401k's for me." She laughed. 

She guided her father through the ornate house until she arrived at the patio door. He could see his wife seated at a glass table with their new family. Jenni slid the door open and announced, "I found him." 

A short stocky man with thick black hair on his head and chest rose and approached Jack with his hand out. "I'm Milt Oscar." Both men tried to impress the other with the strength of their handshakes. After a few seconds of testing the other they relaxed. Milt stepped back and Jack found himself in the arms of a tall woman. Their point of contact was with her bounteous bosom. The breasts may have been fake, but they were impressive. The sundress she wore left the upper slopes exposed. She left a dark red pair of lips on his cheek. "I'm Dee Dee, Jack"

"Mom, let him breathe." A handsome young man pulled him free of her bounty and shook his hand, "I'm Isaac Oscar. I'm going to marry your daughter."

"Pleased to meet you, Isaac, I've heard so many good things about you." Jack sized him up with the early opinion he was a nice kid. The kid led him to a seat by his wife. She gave him a warm smile that didn't give him a hint why she was taking this so well.

Milt set a plate of fruits and small pieces of chicken down before him, "Welcome to California. Land of fruits and nuts." Everyone laughed at his joke. Milt popped a magnum of Dom Perignon letting the cork fly into the pool. He poured full glasses for all. 

"To our new relatives, may we all get along famously!"

Allison raised her glass and jumped in, "Yes, Milt, to the union of our families."

Jack lifted his glass and drank looking at his wife's bright eyes. Could it be, he thought, that all the money blinded her to what Milt and Dee Dee did for a living? The couple had to be the biggest producers of pornography in the country; yet, his very conservative wife was ignoring this. Was she blinded by the stock dividends and the house? 

Jack tried to follow the conversations about the wedding, but the champagne ripped the lid off his exhaustion and he nodded off. Dee Dee noticed. She stood and took his hand. "Let's get you to bed. You can't have fun when you're exhausted."

Allison rose, "I can take care of him."

Dee Dee waved her off. "He's my guest, and I know where the room is."

She tugged on his hand, "Come on, Jack. You need some sleep."

Allison sat down and picked up her glass. "See you later, honey."

Her husband smiled weakly and let the mother-of-the-groom lead him inside. She kept hold of his hand as she led him up a long winding stairway. Jack figured this was the longest he had held hands with a woman since he dated in college. Allison didn't care for it. He tried to talk to Dee Dee without staring at her tits, but he hadn't seen a pair like this since ... never. The skin on the upper slope was perfect, without the slightest blemish. She knew he was looking, but didn't mind, her breasts had been the fantasy of several million men and one more wouldn't wear them out any faster.

"Here's your bedroom for the next week." 

The bedroom was the size of his living room. One section of the room was a sitting room with a sofa and two easy chairs and a big screen TV next to a colonial cabinet. The bed was larger than king-size. He and Allison might never meet on such a surface. She opened a closet. "You can find some pajamas, if you use them, in the dresser." 

Dee Dee moved close to Jack, "I know you and your wife must have concerns about what Milt, Isaac, and I do for a living. You must feel we've pulled your daughter into the industry. Jack, Jenni volunteered for her first job. We would never pressure her to act in one of the films."

Jack trembled at the woman's closeness. She gave off a powerful aura of sexuality. He stumbled, "I'm ... sure you didn't. Jenni's got a mind of her own." 

"Good, I want to get along with you and Allison." Dee Dee put a hand on his chest. "I'm surprised at her reaction. Jenni told me she was rather conservative, but her interest in the business seems genuine."

Jack could feel drops of sweat forming on his brow. "Allison, I think, is seduced by the money made by your business. It's always been a fantasy to be very rich and live like this, but accountants don't live like this only the people she works for do."

"Is she a good accountant?" Dee Dee let her hand slide down his stomach. 

"She's the best!" Jack faltered. 

"Good! I like people who are the best." She turned to go. Jack hoped she didn't see the erection angling down his pants. Pointing at the cabinet by the TV she said, "That has a complete collection of all our videos in the order we made them. Our guests sometimes enjoy the wealth of experiences recorded on the DVDs."

"Ah, thank you, Dee Dee." Jack thought about one particular experience in the cabinet. 

She stood in the doorway. "Don't forget to lock the door..." The veteran porn actress closed it softly.

Jack walked to the cabinet and opened it. Five shelves of DVDs with at least seventy-five DVDs in a shelf. He pulled out one at random from the top shelf. "Ass Babes 2" On the cover was a naked Dee Dee. Her tits were small, before her enhancement he figured. He turned over the DVD and she was posing with her ass to the camera. A wide grin on her face told him she loved a big dick up her ass. He opened the case. The DVD laid there tempting him. The lewd image of his daughter's future mother beckoned him. He closed the case and shelved the DVD. 

His eyes moved to the bottom row to the right. Jack removed the latest DVD. He looked closely at both sides of the cover—no one he knew. He pulled the next one out, then the next, the sixth DVD had his daughter on the cover. He fumbled with the box and pushed the shining disk into the machine. He sat down on the sofa and keyed the remote. The DVD was titled, Daddy's Big Girls.

He settled back into the couch. The plot was simple. Jenni played a young girl who was caught masturbating by her step-father. The man gave her some pointers on her technique and then showed her how to suck cock. Jack couldn't take his eyes off the screen as his daughter then laid back and let "Daddy" lick her pussy. Then the man turned his daughter over and fucked her until she had a screaming climax repeatedly shouting "Fuck me, Daddy." Jack came during the blowjob scene and never went soft. A second orgasm was growing in his balls. His hand flew up and down the length of his dick. His balls neared their explosion.

A soft finger grazed his ear lobe. He looked back over his head to see a topless Dee watching him. "She's very sexy, Jack. Cum for her." Jack's eyes left Dee Dee's famous tits and watched his daughter take a huge load of cum in her mouth. Long white spurts filled her mouth with a white pond of semen. She grinned at the man and swallowed. Jack sprayed his cum up his stomach in similar long streams. 

"You see why she's becoming very famous, Jack, if she can arouse her own father." Dee Dee dropped a towel in his lap. "I think you shouldn't try to watch them all in one day." Her finger rubbed his cheek. "Get some sleep."



Our New In-Laws Ch. 03



"Daddy?" A gentle prod to his ribs roused the dreaming Jack Baker. "Daddy?" A word he had heard many times in his dream, whispered, shouted and moaned.

He opened his eyes to see his actress daughter wearing the tiniest bikini he had ever seen. "What time is it?" His eyes saw that the top was loose enough for him to see the weighty globes of her breasts spilling out. 

She left her hand on his shoulder. "It's almost three o'clock." 

He sat up and took in her alluring body. He recognized the suit from the torrid girl/girl scene he had watched in the RV. 

"We need to talk, Daddy." She said easily.

Jack thought they had so many things to talk about. Where to start?

"Dee Dee told me you watched one of my movies." She seemed so calm he thought.

"I, uh, ... well, yes." Did Dee Dee tell her that she was topless at the time, watched him climax at his daughter's on-screen blowjob and gave him a cleanup towel when he joined the male actor in his money shot.

"I don't mind, Daddy, but she said you were masturbating while you watched." 

Jack tried to read her face for her thoughts on this, but couldn't find a hint, and then he looked down and saw her nipples were swollen behind the thin little triangles. Was she turned on by his very unfatherly act?

"I can't lie, I did." He smiled weakly.

Her hand rubbed his cheek. "It's okay Daddy, that's why we make the videos." 

"You were very good in it." He tried to sound casual.

"Thanks, Daddy. I work hard at it." 

"I even came twice." He admitted. He blushed furiously. Why would he tell her such a thing?

"Twice? I must have been really hot then." She kissed him. Not the daughterly busses on the cheek as in her past; she pressed her lips to his and held the kiss until each drew back panting. 

The room was silent as they re-aligned their relationship.

Jenni whispered, "Want to watch another?"

Jack's eyes darted to the door. "What about your mother?"

His daughter giggled, "Mom's busy with the Oscars talking business."

"Sure, honey, pick one out." Jack rolled over on his back.

Jenni got out of bed and knelt at the DVD cabinet. Jack looked at the ass of a grown woman. She resembled her mother at this age; the tanned globes were round and tight with no pale lines anywhere. He would have to ask her about that later. She removed a DVD just a few to the left of the one he had selected. 

"This is my first one." She put the disk in the player. "It's with Isaac. I volunteered to fill in for a girl who didn't show."

"What's it called?"

"Ass Virgins," My performance was the only true story on the DVD." 

Her scene was the first chapter on the disc. She sat on the bed by Jack. While lying in bed with Allison rarely excited him, his daughter's almost naked body caused his cock to twitch under his thin white shorts. They both leaned back against the headboard as it started. Jack couldn't believe he was in bed with his daughter ready to watch her star in a porn video. This wouldn't have been possible at home. They would have both feared Allison's reaction at their sin. Why was such an explosive situation acceptable here? Jack didn't know.

It was a very basic sex video, except that the young man and woman who sat on a couch kissing happened to be his daughter and future son. 

"Daddy, Isaac and I had been having sex before this, but the anal part was a first." The relaxed way his nubile daughter talked about having anal sex amazed Jack. A wall had vanished between father and daughter, but he couldn't fathom where it had gone or why it was no longer there.

What set this video apart from so many others was the banter between the couple. They chatted, teased, and laughed as they undressed. They obviously cared about each other and it created a magical atmosphere. It also created an impressive lump in his shorts.

"It's okay, Daddy." Jenni reached over and give his swelling a quick rub. "I get hot watching this one every time." Jenni raised her right knee and then let her leg flop open. The motion pulled her bikini bottom tight over her pussy. Her moist pouting lips adhered to the bikini. She glanced at her reticent father, "It's okay, Daddy. We all do this when we watch these in private." She tugged on a side string and pulled it across her body exposing her pussy to her astounded father. 

His eyes darted from the wide screen TV to the small triangle now lying useless on her tanned thigh. Her bare pussy gleamed with her juices. Jack had never see a live hairless cunt. She was watching her future husband lick her pussy on the crystal-clear screen. "Oh, I love that," she moaned.

"What are you doing, Jenni?" His voice quavered as he saw her fingers spread her lips looking for her hard nub.

She giggled at her worried father. "I'm going to masturbate, Daddy." She saw his wide eyes taking in her act of pleasure. "It's alright, Daddy. Join me." Her moan sent a shiver down Jack's spine. 

"Okay, princess. You talked me into it." Jack's hand moved under his shorts. His strong fingers gripped his throbbing cock. His tight shorts restricted his hand motion.

Jenni sat up and leaned over him. She unzipped him and pulled down his shorts. "Daddy, you can't masturbate with your pants on." She giggled as she tugged down his underwear exposing his cock to her gaze. "Nice, Daddy," She smirked, "Now let's get to it." 

She flopped back on the bed. Jack's mind hovered on the thought that if Allison walked in right now he would be divorced by late afternoon. Still, he joined his daughter masturbating. He hadn't masturbated four times in one day since he was a teenager. Yet, he was like steel as he stroked and watched Isaac ease his big cock into her mouth. 

When she began to suck Isaac's cock, Jenni pulled on the other string and dropped her bikini bottoms on the floor. She slid her left leg over her dad's right leg and rubbed harder. 

"Daddy, do it with me." Jenni panted. 

Jack's hand strangled his cock with his thick fingers. Jenni's hand whirled in a blur as she worked her hard clit. 

Jenni's ass filled the screen. Jack could see the shiny oil coating her ass crack. He tried to slow down, because he knew what was coming. Isaac's cock, also with a deep sheen, entered the shot and pressed into Jenni's asshole. 

The cock bent slightly as it attempted to penetrate his daughter's virgin asshole. Isaac backed up a little and tried again. He pressed into her tight ring and retired, over and over he attempted to take her. Jack heard his daughter cry out in pain.

"It's okay, Daddy, the pain was short." Jenni turned on her side and pushed a wet index finger up her ass. "I love it up the ass now, Daddy, it doesn't hurt a bit"

Their labored breathing echoed in the room as Isaac completely filled his fiancé's ass. His princess' voice rose as Isaac's pace picked up until he was banging the shit out of her ass. 

"He makes me cum so good, Daddy. Watch me cum." She went into spasms on the screen. "That's not acting, Daddy. I was really cumming."

Her Daddy didn't know if she meant watch her cum larger-than-life on the screen or in person. So he tried to watch both at the same time. Jack could feel his fourth load rising rapidly. 

The throbbing ache of Jenni's loins pushed her hips off the bed. She turned her head and watched her father's hand fly along his thick shaft. Her desire to lean over and accept his steaming load into her mouth was great.

The thought flashed in Jack's mind that he should turn over and just fuck her, but he held back. It was her game, and he would play by her rules.

The desires of each were preempted when her father groaned and his sperm leaped for the sky. Like fish swimming up ladders at a dam her father's sperm jumped for freedom. 

Jack knew if his wife caught them he would be ruined, but he couldn't stop. Jenni reacted to his orgasm with her crushing climax. Her moans from the bed joined with the cries of passion from the television. Jack and his frantic daughter locked their heated gaze. He shot one large last spurt and the rest of his cream weakly dribbled down his shaft over his fingers.

Jenni watched his cum coat his shaft and dribble down over his balls. She rubbed her pussy until he was drained. 

"Daddy, I'm glad we did this." She whispered breathless from their shared sexual experience.

"You are?" Jack's doubt rose up in his mind again. What was going on in this place? "Yes, I think you and I could bond very closely during your stay here." Jack knew she was right as long as they stayed here. Should he grab her and run for home before he couldn't hold on and rolled over on her and shoved his cock into his daughter's pussy.

Jenni stood up and walked into the bathroom. Jack couldn't take her eyes off the ass that had so readily accepted Isaac's cock. The image of his cock in her ass crossed his mind. Anal sex was a mystery to him. Allison would have never tolerated a suggestion of it. 

His daughter returned with a damp cloth in her hand. She slowly and carefully washed the semen from his stomach, chest, and cock. Jack heard her humming while she wiped up his discharge. 

She gathered her bikini bottom and while Jack tried to make sense of what had just transpired with his daughter she said, "Get dressed Daddy, and come downstairs." She didn't follow her own suggestion, leaving the room bare-assed.

Jack heard a young man moan, "Cumming!" The television showed Isaac's cock spraying Jenni's face with a thick coating of his semen. Jack wondered if his load would rest on his daughter's face sometime soon. He watched Isaac's thick white cream drip down Jenni's face. His cock twitched when she scooped it up and pushed it into her mouth. What was happening to him? He had never dreamed of seeing his daughter acting like this. It was impossible that he had just masturbated with his little girl, but at twenty-five, she wasn't a little girl. She was a woman who loved it up the ass. Before his cock could rise again, he got up and dressed. When he arrived at the pool, he saw his wife and knew that the day's surprises weren't over.



Our New In-Laws Ch. 04



From the moment she stepped from their RV, Allison found herself swept up in the riches around her. The antiques and ornate decorations screamed great wealth. From her youngest memories her parents tried to achieve riches. Her father was a lawyer, but his practice never found their whale. He spent his career chasing ambulances and disability lawsuits. Her mother resented is inability to strike it rich. Allison listened to many screaming arguments about money. Money made everything possible. Milt and Dee Dee had money; lots of it, but it all came from pornography. 

After money, Allison's parents argued about sex. Her father yelled about the lack of it, and her mother about the unreasonable demands her father made. According to Janice Lennox, Allison's mother, sex was for reproduction. Allison's seven brothers and sisters were evidence of her father's need for sexual relief. Left up to her mother, Allison would have been their last child, but she had to cave to the demands from Edwin Lennox about his need to procreate. To have sex with Janice, Edwin had to claim the right for more children. 

Allison was the eldest of four daughters and had suffered most under her mother's harsh views about sex. No sex outside of marriage, no sex for pleasure, and only the missionary position. Janice pounded into Allison that the man was on top because no respectable woman would ride a man like a cowgirl. For twenty-eight years of marriage she had informed Jack that her mother's views of sex would hold. She would allow him his rights for procreation and, after Jenni was born, she would allow him monthly access because it was too pitiful to hear him beg. He did ask once for a blowjob and her reaction led him never to ask for anything else. She threatened to divorce him on the spot if he ever asked for such a vile act again.

After she and Jenni arrived this morning though strange feelings flowed through her body. Tingles and nervous twitches distracted her from the opulence of the Oscar's mansion. A curious leakage from her vagina was wetting her panties. She excused herself at midmorning to change. Jack was sleeping when she entered their room. She removed her shorts and panties and the crotch of both were damp. Her fingers touched her privates, something she never usually did. Her vagina was very wet and her fingers rubbed over lips that were oily and swollen. An electric current flashed through her body while she slowly investigated her soft lips. 

She pulled out her fingers and could smell their fragrant, musky odor. Laying them under her nose she inhaled. The aroma was new. She didn't understand why the scent would cause her to tremble. At that moment, Jack snorted and rolled on his back. Allison could see he had an erection. Her husband's cock extended down his leg and tented his clean white shorts.

The feeling in her privates intensified, and she touched her nether lips to see if the wetness had gone. It hadn't. If anything, it was worse. She pressed on the sensitive lips, and her body rewarded her with a flash of heat. As she trailed her finger up the splayed cleft she hit the hard bump at the top. She moaned at the sensations this created. Allison had never masturbated and was clueless to the reason for these new feelings. 

A twinge from her nipples distracted her from her clitoral investigations. She was sure her breasts had grown. Her bra was tight and her cotton cups felt like sandpaper over her aching nipples. In an attempt at comfort, she removed her pullover shirt and unfastened her bra. 

She looked at her sleeping husband and wondered what she would do if he woke up. He hadn't seen her naked since their honeymoon. What would he think if he woke up to find her nude hoving over him? What would he think if he woke up with an erection? Would he want to have sex with her? She wondered. As she considered this possibility her fingers returned to her aching clitoris. She began a twisting, circular motion over the hard bud. She caught a reflection of her motion in a full-length dressing mirror. Turning to see her naked body, she thought that she didn't look too bad. She still had her figure and though her breasts sagged a little, she was good looking. She smiled at the mirror and rubbed a little harder. Mom, you didn't tell me that this felt so good. She had tried a few times in her teens to masturbate, but her guilt buried the pleasure. Her guilt was missing this morning, and wasn't masking the tendrils of pleasure that stretched out through her body. What had erased this guilt? She didn't know, but would worry later why she felt to liberated at this moment.

Her nipples ached. She looked at Jack and wondered if she should wake him. She touched her nipples and imagined Jack's mouth sucking one. Her fantasy of her husband using her body for her pleasure intensified the pressure of her fingers on her clitoris. She saw in the mirror that her nipples were swollen and hard. Pinching one brought out a loud moan from her normally silent lips. The thought drifted through her mind that the woman in the mirror was a slut, a whore, for taking pleasure like this. The rarely used words flooded her body with new sensations. A ball of fire was growing in her genitals and her fingers fed the flames. 

She wished she had her husband behind her. Bending over she imagined him shoving his penis in her deeply. Her mind saw him holding her by the hips and thrusting savagely into her hot pussy. Her thumb smashed her clit and two fingers took the place of Jack's cock. 

Her orgasm ripped through her body, and she fell to her knees unable to stop masturbating. Her peak came and waned and she couldn't top. She peaked again and rolled to the floor. Her hips lifted and she came again. This last climax was so intense that she had to stop touching her bruised pussy. She lay on the carpet gasping for breath. Savoring the sensations she had created in her body she lay in a euphoric fog. The red flashes behind her eyes faded and her breathing slowed. 

She touched her flushed cheek with her hand and wondered what had happened to her. Her fingers were coated in her juices. Her tongue reached out and tasted the sweet smelling oils. She had a sweet musky flavor that was very exciting. Her pussy quivered and she tried to touch her lips again, but was too sensitive for contact.

Allison stood and looked in the mirror at a new woman. One flush with the effects of her orgasm, one who knew how to give herself pleasure. Her eyes rested on her husband's erection. What would he think if she awoke him smelling of sex? Would he want to have sex with her? Or would he want to fuck her? She realized now that there was a difference between sex and fucking. But what would he think of her if she waked him with an arden demand for a good fuck? She knew his cock would create a heat her fingers never could. The fences of her inhibitions were lower, but not that low, yet.

Allison opened her suitcase and removed a fresh pair of panties and shorts. She moved to put on the panties, but realized she was much too wet. Walking naked into the bathroom she took a towel and wiped her soaked genitals. The towel fanned the flames of arousal, but the old Allison was still in enough control. She slowly dressed in front of the mirror wondering if this new woman would explode again soon.

Allison left Jack sleeping and turned downstairs to the patio. As she opened the glass door she realized that her fresh pair of panties were already damp. Tempted to turn back upstairs and change, she decided she liked the feeling and exited the house to rejoin her hosts and daughter at the poolside table.



Our New In-Laws Ch. 05



"Mrs. B., Can I get you another mimosa?" Isaac was Allison's devoted luncheon companion. His attention was complete, and she lacked for nothing. 

Allison grinned at his bright smile, "Should I? How many have I had?"

"Oh, let's give accounting a day off, Mrs. B!" He poured her another drink from the pitcher on the ceramic table. His eyes tried to pry through her white shorts and top. To him her clothes were wrapping paper, and Santa had just left. Allison watched his eyes as they glided over her body. She now understood the phrase "undressing me with his eyes." Isaac's overt ogling of her chest made her bra clasp quiver. She desperately needed to caress her nipples; they were stiff beyond endurance. They needed a touch or a pair of eager young lips.

She laughed lightly, "Yes, let's not count today." She felt warm skin beneath her fingers. Her hand rested lightly on Isaac's thigh. Now how did that get there, Allison wondered? She teased his tight, muscled flesh with her fingertips and left her hand in place. She knew touching him like this was inappropriate, and she would need another panty change soon. Her inhibitions crumbled further under the mysterious force that was crumbling her old moral code. 

"Where did every one go? Is Jack still sleeping?" Her eyes circled the table and saw it was just she and Isaac still having lunch. She edged her hand up his thigh to celebrate their solitude. 

"Jenni went in with Mom and Dad to get ready for an afternoon swim." Isaac's hand covered her hand on his thigh. His strong fingers settled between her long, thin ones. Allison scooted her chair closer. She was certain her pussy squished when she moved.

"Should we get ready?" Allison was ready for almost anything the handsome young man might suggest. 

"Would you like to? We could run up to your room and undress. We all swim nude here." 

She answered in a shocked voice, "Nude? Oh I couldn't do that."

Isaac grinned, "What? Go up to your room with me and get naked?"

Laughing loudly, Allison blushed, "Oh, I couldn't. Could I?" Could she? She wondered under her cracking layer of moral inhibitions.

"Why not, Mrs. B?" Isaac gave her body a long look. "You're very hot, and I would love to see you naked." 

Allison froze at his compliment and then burst out laughing. "Oh Isaac, what would Jenni say?" Her hand unconsciously touched her shirt over her breast. The ache in her nipple only intensified. "Oh, I don't know, I just have never been nude in front of anyone. Jack's not even seen me naked in many years..." An image flashed in Allison's head of her naked before Isaac. She shifted in her chair and wondered if there was a level of wetness past squish.

Isaac took her hand. "I'll get you a suit and meet you up in your room." 

"Thanks for being so understanding, Isaac." She let him pull her up and was surprised when he still held her hand. He kept his hold until they were outside her room. She entered. Jack sleeping on the bed and snoring loudly. 

She needed to pee and hurried into the bathroom. As she was wiping she heard a light tap at the door. When she opened the bathroom door her young man stood there with a tiny shocking pink string bikini. He looked at Jack sleeping and whispered, "This should fit."

Allison looked at it and saw it would cover nothing. She tried to keep her voice down. "Isaac, I've never worn a bikini before. Don't you have any one-piece suits?" She was aghast at what he called a bikini. 

He grinned and put the top behind his back. "You wanted to go topless, Mrs. B?"

She shivered at the thought of walking out in the pool area with her breasts bobbing in the breeze. "Uh, no. Isaac I meant a normal suit."

He held up the bottoms, laughing, "Mrs. B, this is normal here!"

Allison reluctantly took the bikini from him. "I guess I can try it on."

Isaac sat down on a chair by the dressing table. Allison looked at him. She saw he wasn't going to leave the room. She made to speak, but a tremor gushed through her and another inhibition died. 

She looked at her sleeping husband and a fire glowed at the idea of stripping for this handsome young man. Facing her daughter's future husband she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. He looked on eagerly knowing he would tell Jenni her mother needed sexier bras, if she needed a bra at all. Her eyes locked with his as she laid the blouse on the dresser by him. She looked down at her cotton bra wishing she had something sexier for him to see.

"You won't tell Jenni, will you?" She said in a soft voice to Isaac. She didn't want her daughter to know of her lewd behavior. 

"Mrs. B, I tell Jenni, everything." 

She absorbed this news. Jenni would quickly learn of her mother's lewd behavior with her man. Allison stopped for a moment, considering this, and then reached behind and unclasped her bra. She laid it on the counter. "I guess, you're going to tell her you saw me naked?" Allison's insides were liquid. She was a walking candle flame.

He smirked, "I haven't seen you naked yet, but what I have seen is very nice." He leaned back in his chair. Allison could see his erection angling down his shorts. The head peeked out. Her fingers idly fondled her erect nipples. She saw the cock jerk out another inch.

This earned him a smile. She glanced again at Jack before she unzipped the side of her shorts and hesitated before pushing them down. Her panties were sodden with her secretions, especially those added in the past few minutes. What would he do when he saw how excited she was? What would he do when she was naked? Will he try to have sex with me, she wondered? Could we do it in the bathroom so we won't wake Jack? The thoughts surged through her imagination as she pushed down the shorts. She was right in that her panties looked like she had peed in them. She could see by his eyes that he saw the large dark patch. Too embarrassed to let him see her sign of arousal she stripped off the evidence and stood naked in front of her future son. She snapped a glance between Isaac and Jack and back to the young man who now had two inches of cock hanging out of his shorts.

"Very nice, Mrs. B, now I can tell Jenni I saw you naked." He grinned.

Allison's hands shook as she straightened out the strings on the bikini bottoms and pulled them up to cover her quivering pussy. Her hands trembled too badly to undo the strings on the top. Isaac stood and took it from her. When Allison saw her nipples were swollen and erect she tried to cover them, but Isaac held up the top and she slipped her arms into the straps. He moved behind her and tied the top behind her neck. She could see them in the mirror, she, practically naked and him concentrating on the knot.

He looked at her in the mirror. "See, you look hot."

Allison couldn't believe it was she. Barely covered in the tiny bikini her body was exposed for the young man's gaze. His hands slipped around her waist and he leaned his head to her ear. "You're very sexy, Mom. Can I call you Mom?" 

Another strand of Allison's inhibitions snapped at this. "Mom? I guess? I would love you to call me Mom, Isaac." When he pulled her back in a hug she felt his manhood pressing against her bottom. It was huge. The bare expanse of his cock rubbed her thigh. He leaked on her skin cooling the heated flesh. She settled against it like an old friend and just looked at the two of them in the mirror.

Any thought of Jack was gone.She shivered at the possibilities. Would he pull it out? Would he want her to touch it? Would she touch it? Allison knew she would. She would stroke it lovingly until he sprayed his semen onto her body. It would run down her tummy and legs leaving her looking like an ill-iced cake. 

"I think we better get back, before they think we're up to something." Isaac whispered and released her. She grabbed his wrist before it left her waist.

"Something..." Allison's mind still flashed from image to image. She saw his cock, her pussy, his balls, her ass, all flexing and moving toward pleasure.

"Please, wait just a moment, son." The word made his cock flex against her ass. She took his hand and pushed it down her belly forcing his fingers under her bikini and onto her furry cunt. 

"We need to get back now, Mom." His eyes were clouded with lust as she softly moved his hand up and down over her swollen lips. His fingers played with her soft petals and then slipped inside the wet cavern.

"Please, Isaac. Just a moment." She leaned back against him and watched his fingers writhe in her loose bikini bottom. Her hips rolled against his long cock. 

The veteran porn star moaned in her ear. "Oh, Mom. I can't hold it!"

He hooked his fingers inside her pussy and jerked up hard to smash her clit. Her orgasm slammed into her. "No, don't hold it, ... son!" Allison felt the first splash of his orgasm on her throbbing thigh. She gripped his arm and watched her orgasm in the mirror. God, I'm hot, she thought. She had never had such an climax. Her body swelled and burst. She could see juices running down her thigh and long white streams of cum spurting from Isaac's cock and splashing on her leg. It scalded her with ecstasy as it dribbled down to her ankle. 

She turned to the young man. "You better get back." He nodded and fled leaving her looking in the mirror. Allison walked into the bathroom for a towel. She lifted her leg to the top of the toilet and looked at Isaac's semen. Not wanting to just wipe it off, she touched the stripes of white fertility.

Rubbing her finger in the thick goop she looked at it. She tasted it. She took another taste. The rich, funky flavor marveled her. It should taste terrible she thought. If it did she wouldn't have to have another taste. 

She checked her appearance in the mirror. No stains on her legs, she could see. She licked her lips and dropped the unused towel in the hamper. The one thing she had just learned about tasting semen is that just one taste is rarely enough.

When Allison reached the table, Allison saw Jenni and Isaac drinking mimosas. She was only wearing a bikini bottom similar to the one Allison turned down. Her daughter's breasts had no tan lines. 

Allison remembered what Isaac said about telling Jenni everything. She looked for a sign in her daughter's eyes that she knew of Allison's baptism. None was there, that she could see.

Jenni looked at her mother, "My God, Mom, that's hot." 

Allison blushed and sat down next her daughter who passed her a full glass. Isaac sat down on her other side. He picked up the pitcher and filled Jenni's glass.

"Isaac, how did you get Mom to wear such a sexy suit?" She rested her arm on her mother's hand. "You look great, Mom."

Allison blushed and said, "He's very persuasive, Jenni." Unable to resist one-upping him she went on, "And I let him watch me change."

Jenni giggled and said, "Isaac, what a naughty boy. So what did you think of seeing my mother nude?"

Isaac put his hand on Allison's thigh, "Mom has a great body. She should have the courage to show it off."

Allison laughed, "He wanted me to go naked down here, the naughty boy."

Her daughter leaned in and whispered, "Did you give him a hard on, Mom?"

Allison's body quivered at the question. She stared back at her daughter and nodded. "A big one."

"That's the only kind he has, Mom." Jenni sighed.

Allison felt like she was sliding down a steep slide and all she could do is pull at the rails to go faster. "It was very big." Allison licked her lips, recalling the funky taste of his semen.

"You didn't suck him, Mom?" Jenni was aghast.

"No, no, ..." Allison's denial faded into a vivid mental image of her lips wrapped around the young man's solid shaft that moments before had coated her with man juice. She realized that, given the opportunity, she would swallow; there was really no choice she knew. She had to get up. Her mind flashed with clear images of Isaac's cock that she had not yet seen uncovered. "I'm going in the pool." She ran for the edge and dove into the warm water leaving her new son and daughter astounded.

"Isaac, what did you do to her?" Jenni asked quietly.

"Nothing much, I saw her change and then I gave her a hug." He shrugged his shoulders. Maybe he was lying when he told Allison he told her daughter everything. He was keeping their first intimacy private. What joy was there in telling his wife he had blown his load like a teenager down the older woman's leg?

"Mom's not used to this." Jenni saw her mother swimming laps and wondered what she would think if she knew her bare ass kept rising above the water. What would Dad think? Jenni wondered. 

Milt and Dee Dee walked out on the patio naked. Jenni knew they wouldn't dress to ease Allison's comfort. She just hoped they would decide not to fuck at poolside. 

Jenni realized her Dad was still sleeping. She smiled and said to Isaac, "I'm going to go wake up Dad. He's missing out on all the fun."

Isaac's eyes were glued to the pale ass checks bobbing in the water. "I think your mother should get some sun screen before she bakes that ass of hers."

Jenni patted Isaac's shoulder. "I bet you could oil her up good, eh, baby?"

Isaac didn't reply. He sat and watched Allison try to work off her burst of sexual energy. The young man hoped she wouldn't work off too much. 



Our New In-Laws Ch. 06



As Jack walked down to the pool, he thought back over his day. He wondered at what precise moment he had stepped into the Twilight Zone. Was it when his daughter told him she was a porn star? Or was it when he watched one of her scenes in the RV, or when his wife let the magnificence purchased with sin money blind her eyes to the sin. He knew he had crossed it before he and his daughter shared the experience of watching her work. When he had watched his daughter masturbate to an intense climax while laying next to him. Jack didn't know precisely where he had crossed into this new Neverland, but the scene at the pool left him without a doubt that he was on Main Street.

He heard laughter fueled by vodka and champagne. He heard his wife scream with joy, a sound not heard from her for too many years. He stepped around a line of hedges to see her flying through the air at the base of a hundred-foot-tall water slide. She curled up and cannonballed into the pool raising a geyser of water. Jack stopped to watch her surface with her top around her waist exposing her slightly sagging breasts to her news. She calmly restored her top over her pale tits with a wild laugh and waded for the side where Isaac lifted her by her hands out of the water. 

Jack stopped and stared at his wife's almost bare bottom. Allison had never even worn a bikini, but here she was before her new relatives in a thong. Her pale ass cheeks contrasted with her darker legs to show off a sharp tan line.

His laughing wife hugged his daughter who was topless. Dee Dee applauded from a deck chair. "Nice, job, Allie." She yelled. Allie? His wife hated to be called Allie. Dee Dee was naked, as was Milt. Jack could see that Milt was hung. A long, thick cock lay limply to the right. Isaac wore a thong that matched Jenni's. He shook his head at this Disneyland of flesh and walked down to the edge of the pool. 

Allison saw her husband and waved, "Come on Jack, get down here."

His wife ran toward him, her breasts bouncing freely barely contained in the top. She hugged him tightly and whispered, "God, I've missed you. You're missing all the fun." Her wet body slithered over his dry skin. "I've never had such a good time." Jack wondered at this. Allison wasn't known for a good time.

"I'm glad, Allison." He was torn between copping a feel of her bare ass or wrapping a towel around her to cover her almost nude body. As they embraced he watched his daughter walk toward them; her firm breasts wobbling. She had traded the bottoms for the top of her bikini since he had seen her last. Jenni kissed her Dad on the lips in front of her mother who didn't seem to notice or, perhaps, care. 

"Dad, you're overdressed." She tugged on his shorts and pulled them down to his knees. His underwear came along too. Allison began laughing again as his daughter exposed his penis. His wife joined his daughter in removing his shorts and underwear. Having both his wife and daughter kneeling before his cock made him wonder if he had driven the RV off a cliff last night and this was heaven.

Jack saw Dee Dee pointing at him and laughing. He peeled off his polo shirt and joined his hosts in their nudity. He laughed at the shocked look on his wife's face when confronted in a public place by her husband's penis. He smirked, "Okay Smartie, did you get what you wanted?" He reached out and pulled the string on Allison's top and it came off in a twinkle. She covered her breasts, and Jenni cackled. "Come on Mom, They're nice, show 'em off."

She lowered her hands exposing her breasts. The skin of her torso was white. The nipples were dark brown against the field of snow. She grinned at her daughter, "You think so?"

Isaac steeped into their triangle. "I know so, Allie!"

She blushed at his compliment.

"Let me get some suntan oil on you before you burn something delicate." Isaac led her to a lounge chair. Allison lay down face down not sure what to expect. Isaac straddled her and sat down his bare cheeks on hers. Jack watched his wife accept this intimate contact without protest. 

"Well Mom, I think we need to make sure you don't burn." He poured a long stream of coconut suntan oil down her back. He smeared the white line around her shoulders. "Did you like our little fun in your room?" He said softly.

Allison couldn't lie. "It was the best orgasm I think I've ever had. I don't really remember the last one I had."

Isaac's fingers dug into her flesh the friction soothed by the creamy lotion. "Oh, I think I could do better."

She smiled and closed her eyes. "How?"

"Next time, I'll use this." He slid down her body and brought his hard cock in contact with her pale ass cheeks.

"Oh God, Isaac, you can't!" Her voice oozed lust.

"Why not? I know you want me to." His confidence in her lust sounded certain and crumbled her resistance. 

"But it's ..." Allison paused. She couldn't remember exactly what it was as Isaac's fingers worked down her lower back.

"Daddy, let's go get some more champagne." Jack's eyes watched the young man rubbing oil on his wife's shoulders. Her eyes were tightly closed as if she was concentrating on a difficult accounting problem. 

"Come on, Daddy." Jenni pulled his hand to get him moving toward the poolside bar. Installed in the bar was champagne cooler. Jack took out two bottles and set them up on top. Jenni was still kneeling at the cooler door when she looked up at Jack, "I don't know what it is about coming here, Daddy, but lately I get incredibly horny when I'm here." She reached out and wrapped her hand around his cock. "I wanted to touch this earlier, but I wasn't sure you would like that in front of Mom." She squeezed his soft flesh. "I think you won't mind now." 

Allison lay still with her eyes closed allowing the young man to oil her back. She said quietly to him, "Isaac, my mother would die if she saw me now." 

"Why is that, Mrs. B?" He laughed.

"She was a mean woman and hated pleasure." Allison flexed her buttocks and felt Isaac's cock twitch under his thin suit. "She planted the ideas in my head that sex was dirty and only for having children."

"Those are old ideas." His strong fingers worked her lower back.

"But they've almost ruined my marriage. Jack's been a patient man to put up with my hang-ups about sex. I'm surprised he's never left me for another woman."

"I'm sure he loves you a lot." 

Allison's body convulsed as she began to weep. Isaac, like most young men, had no idea how to deal with tears so he just continued smoothing the oil into her shining body. He wondered if he should wait until she stopped crying before doing her ass. 

She grew quiet. "I know he does." Her eyes opened, "and starting today, I'm going to show him that I can be a proper wife."

Isaac slipped down her legs and rubbed the lotion onto Allison's pale ass cheeks. "What's brought on this change?"

Allison shook her head. "I don't know. It's something about this place. From the moment I stepped off the RV I've felt as if a lid was ripped off my hang-ups. It's like I've been liberated." A smile now lit up her face.

Jack looked around the pool. Milt and Dee Dee still lay in their chairs; dark sunglasses hiding their eyes. The sun glistened off the matching amulets that hung around their necks. He saw Isaac was rubbing oil onto his wife's ass, and her response was to slightly spread her legs. Was she asking for more? What had she been up to all day to allow him such liberties?

He turned to Jenni. "What's going on, honey? Why is your mother letting your fiancé feel her up?" His cock brushed her lips. "Are you going to suck my cock?" The question just popped out.

"Yes, Daddy." Jenni's mouth opened, and she sucked him firmly into her mouth. Jack couldn't understand all the changes of the past twenty-four hours. It seemed his family had lost its sexual mind. His wife hips were slowly pumping under Isaac's firm fingers, and if she looked over she would surely see Jenni's blonde head over the top of the bar, moving back and forth as she vigorously sucked her daddy's cock. 

Allison wiggled her bottom. "If your Mom, can lie out naked. I can too. Take off the bottom's, Isaac."

He calmly untied the strings and pulled it free. It hadn't covered much anyway. He let it drop to the ground. "Isaac, this is the first time I've ever been naked outside."

"You have a lovely body, Mrs. B." His hands worked her upper thighs; he couldn't make out her pussy under the thick growth of hair, but the dark tendrils were damp.

Allison opened her legs to his touch. She wondered if he would take the hint and touch her pussy again. He teased her terribly. His fingers walking up to her furry white lips and then down to the backs of her knees.

"Fuck." Allison whimpered.

Isaac thought she was upset. "Did I do something wrong, Mrs. B?"

She giggled, "No, Isaac, it was that I've never said that word before, and I felt like saying it. Fuck. I wish my mother could hear it. Fuck you, Mom." Her laughter excited Isaac. 

As he worked up and down her legs, he made sure his erection made contact with her body. He looked over at Jenni sucking off her dad; he was hoping to incite her mother into a public sexual act. His mother and father had told him to seduce Jenni's mom and he was assured she would co-operate.

Milt and Dee Dee got up and walked into the house leaving the poolside orgy behind. Jack was distracted from his daughter's hot mouth by Dee Dee's big titties and ass as she stood and walked with Milt into their mansion. Jack wished the veteran porn star had come over and helped his daughter suck his dick. When Jenni saw her father's eyes focused on Dee Dee she nipped his cock with her teeth. "Pay attention, Daddy!"

He curled his fingers in her hair and apologized for his inattention with several hard thrusts into her mouth. "How's that, baby?"

She smiled around his cock and rubbed his balls. "Better, Daddy."

Jack tried not to look as his wife rolled over on her back under Isaac. Her nipples stuck up like a bank robber at noon. Jack saw her face look up at the young man. Her eyes were slits against the bright sun; her chest rapidly rose and fell with her excited breathing. 

Allison licked her lips and tugged at Isaac's thong. He lifted up and she pulled it down and off. Her husband could see her eyes were locked on his young dick, fully erect. He couldn't believe his wife and Jenni's future husband were naked on a lounge chair. Isaac settled down with his balls rubbing Allison's swollen cunt lips.

Allison turned her head and saw her man standing with her daughter at his feet. She grinned and waved at them. "Isaac, Jenni's sucking Jack's cock." Jack returned her wave weakly. It was obvious to him that his wife lacked his subterranean river of doubts about their behavior. 

"Let's get this monster protected from the sun." Allison didn't notice that Isaac lacked tan lines. She took the bottle of lotion from Isaac and lathered up her hands and started rubbing his smooth chest. He took back the bottle and spread a line of white cream across Allison's tits. He moaned when she pinched his nipples. She shrieked with laughter as he pinched hers.

She snatched back the bottle and ran a line of cream up his shaft. After handing it back, she took his cock in her hands and rubbed in the greasy lotion. Isaac sat up and let Allison manipulate his well-tanned cock.

Jenni pulled off her father's cock and said, "Daddy, I think they're going to fuck. Are you cool with this?" 

"I don't know. I guess. I mean ... Jenni, I ... want to fuck you too." Something inside Jack died when he said that. Some little part of his mind that had control of his moral brakes puffed up, popped, and rapidly deflated.

She glowed. "Good, I've been thinking about you doing me since we watched the movie."

Allison's hands slid down Isaac's hairless body. Her hands surrounded his thick penis. She smeared the oil over the substantial veins. "You have a lovely cock, Isaac. That's another word I've never used. Cock, fuck, piss, shit." She giggled, "Sorry, Mom, but fuck off."

The feverish woman pulled on Isaac's dick and forced him to slide up her greasy tummy. "I want to do something else I've never done before." 

Isaac willingly allowed himself to be led up her body. "What's that, Mrs. B?"

"I'm going to suck your cock. I've never done that, and I can't think of a better cock to start with, Jack's already getting his dick sucked." She flicked her tongue over the head. "Does it bother you that Jenni's sucking off her Daddy?"

She licked his cock head and kissed the piss hole. "Not any more than when I see you suck my Daddy's cock."

Allison shivered as she opened her mouth, "You think I'll do that?"

"Fuck yes, you will, you hot cunt."

Her eyes went wide. Her body quivered, and Isaac realized that his obscene words had triggered a small climax. 

She spoke around his cock. "You're fucking right I will." She then shut up and concentrated on giving her first blowjob.

Jack saw that his wife now was sucking Isaac's cock. Allison, he didn't think, had ever sucked a cock in her life. Yet, she was blowing Isaac like a noon steam whistle, while Isaac pumped his long, fat prick into her mouth.

On the second floor of the house, Milt rubbed the amulet at the end of his chain over the right side of a door with no doorknob. He and Dee Dee entered and both made sure the door locked behind them. They walked up to the large one-way mirror that faced the pool. 

"It's working like a charm, honey." Dee Dee looked down at the two men receiving world-class blowjobs. 

Milt grinned, "Working like a fucking charm. Look at them going at each other."

Dee Dee picked up a pair of binoculars to get a close up view. "I would never have though some one as uptight as Allison would be blowing Isaac after only a few hours exposure."

"It's a remarkable achievement we have here. The sound waves are covering the pool area with no specific focus, yet the people in the sound field have lost their inhibitions." Milt observed Jenni working intently on her dad's cock. He was addicted to the little vixen that wandered into their company looking for work. Her little mouth had polished his knob many, many times. He watched in envy as she worked on her father's cock. She would make them a lot of money with her talent for cinematic sex. He knew his wealth would grow when they put this special sound track on their newest videos.

He saw Dee Dee focused on Isaac and Allison, "Jealous, dear?" 

She grinned, "A little, the bitch really is doing a hell-of-a job on him." She fondled her necklace. "We should take these off and join them." 

Milt had developed the necklaces to nullify the sound fields and allow them to observe the test subjects close up. "Let's observe a bit more then we can join the fun."

Dee Dee loved the parties they threw to develop their audio aphrodisiac. This was the last test. They wanted to know if the field would lead people to overcome the huge cultural leap of incest, and from the loud slurping at the pool the test was successful. 

Milt checked the video recorders and led Dee Dee out of the room. They dropped off their necklaces in their bedroom. "Let's go join the party." As Dee Dee stepped out on the patio she could already feel the heat rising in her loins as the sound waves gently massaged her body.

Jack saw the Oscars return to the poolside. Now Milt's meat was horizontal and Dee Dee's nipples swollen. They both walked over to Isaac and Allison.

Allison was on her hands and knees, and Isaac was rubbing lotion deeply into her pussy. She turned her head and saw Milt and Dee Dee watching. Knowing her hosts were so close brought Allison to another small climax. She rested her cheek on the chair and rocked to open her legs more. 

Dee came up and rubbed her back. "Go ahead, son. Don't keep her waiting." 

"Oh, God no, son. Put it in me." Allison wailed. Dee Dee gave her son a sharp glance when Allison called him "son." He smiled weakly and shrugged knowing he would hear more about this later.

Isaac eased his cock into Allison's rarely used pussy. She was tight. Oh, fuck was she tight, he thought. Dee Dee saw his eyes roll up and knew he was loving this just a little too much. Maternal jealousy blossomed and she would find some way to set her son's priorities back to normal.

The conservative accountant moaned as her cunt filled with young, hard cock. She tried to push back but her ass met Isaac's hips. Groaning into the towel covered chair she smiled. She had it all.

Jenni stood and leaned over the bar. "Fuck me, Daddy." She moaned. Jack didn't hesitate. He pushed his rock hard prick up her pussy in one motion. He could see Isaac penetrating his wife's pussy. Allison saw Jenni's expression as she took her father's cock for the first time. Mother and daughter smiled and then concentrated on the fucking each was getting. "Daddy, look at Isaac fuck Mom; she's loving it." 

Jack could see that his wife, perhaps, loved it more than any other fuck she'd ever received. His normally silent wife was screaming at Isaac, "Fuck me, oh shit ... this is so fucking good ... deeper Isaac ... shove that big fucking dick up my needy cunt." She now used the words of sex with a great facility.

Rather than sickening him with the sight of his wife's lust, it spurred him to fuck Jenni harder. She was just as noisy as her mother. "Daddy, that's so good ... deeper, Daddy ... deeper in my hot cunt." 

He saw Dee Dee kneel before his wife's panting face. "Do you like my son's cock, Allie?" She cupped Allison's tit and pinched the pointed nipple with her long fingernails sending pain to mix with Allison's pleasure.

"Yes, Dee Dee, thank you ... thank you ... he's fucking me so good." Allison grabbed a long strand of Dee Dee's bleached blond hair and pulled her close. The women kissed and Jack was astounded that his wife was French kissing Dee Dee. Milt stood by watching. His cock was as hard as Isaac's. 

Milt brushed Isaac's arm, "My turn, son." He nudged the boy aside and took his place in Allison's cunt. 

"Milt, shove that fucker into me. Fuck me." She couldn't believe she was taking an even bigger cock now. Allison neared an orgasm as the porn king drove his cock deep into her and began to fuck her hard.

Isaac moved to where Dee Dee and Allison were kissing and rubbed his cock between their lips. Each woman fought for the head and finally Isaac shoved it into his mother's mouth. Allison went for the boy's balls, and he moaned at the maternal blowjob Dee Dee gave him.

Jack and Jenni watched the orgy build on the other side of the pool, but were content in their wild fuck. Every time Jack's thighs hit Jenni's ass a loud squishing sound burped from the girl's pussy. 

Jack spanked Jenni's ass hard. The clap drawing the attention of Allison across the pool, "Fucking spank me, Milt." The man grinned at the success of his invention and smacked Allison's ass. The smacks alternated across the pool as each woman raced the other for orgasm. Allison ripped Isaac's cock from Dee Dee's mouth and hissed, "Fucking share, bitch!" 

Dee Dee giggled at her vehemence and Milt began counting the dollars they would make when every DVD went out with the erotic sound pattern mixed into the audio. Invite some friends over and the party will turn into an orgy with everyone fucking everyone. Milt knew that without his sound field he would never have pushed his cock up this conservative Republican pussy and have her pushing back so hard while her mouth was plugged with his son's cock.

Jack's balls screamed as he neared his orgasm. Jenni shoved back on the bar to get his cock as deep as possible as she rode to the brink. Jack drove his cock deep into his daughter's cunt and came; flooding her pussy with a huge load of sperm. Milt filled his wife's cunt at the same moment. Jenni and Allison screamed out their raging climaxes as the cocks jerked out their streams of cum. Isaac gave Allison an extra thrill as his cock spewed his semen into her mouth. Dee Dee pulled him free to get a share of her son's load.




Our New In-Laws Ch. 06



Milt pulled free of Allison and left her dazed and slurping up Isaac's cock. He made for the secure room and turned off the sound field. As the field died the raging sexual energy drained away. Jack pulled from Jenni's pussy and rubbed a couple of drops of his cum on her ass.

"Daddy, that was awesome. One of the best fucks I've ever had." She turned around and kissed her father. The field left behind a sense of euphoria. It was one of the most powerful effects, because it left the feeling of pleasure and wanting to do it again. Previous tests showed the warm glow took days to wear off. So rather than guilt setting in after taking his daughter sexually, Jack felt that he and she had done something very right and would do it again, very soon.

Jenni took his hand and led him over to her mother who lay flat on the deck chair. "Mom, are you okay?" She looked so quiet.

Her mother smiled, "I'm very okay." She reached for her daughter's hand. "I saw you and your dad enjoying each other."

"It was great, Mom."

Milt came back to the pool. "I think we need some steaks to recover from this. Dinner is in twenty minutes. The dress is naked."

Jack helped his wife to her feet. "You were awesome, babe." He kissed her. Her tongue surged into his mouth pushing some of Isaac's cum into his mouth. Not bad, he though.

"I loved it, Jack. Milt and Isaac are great." Her body still glowed red with the power of her climax. "How could I have ever passed up pleasure like this?"

"I don't know, honey, but I think things are going to be different with all of us now." Jack wrapped his arms around his naked wife and daughter.

"Daddy, I'm so glad you and Mom came to visit Isaac and his parents."

"Jack, we can't go back to the way things were." Allison softly told her husband. "We just can't."



Our New In-Laws Ch. 07



Milton Oscar, king of American porn, was born a Geek. While a subterranean love of porn is a trait of this shy ethnic group, the production of it is not. Milton's proud parents never dreamed their precocious little boy who studied calculus at ten would build an empire on sexual excess.

Milton graduated high school at the age of thirteen; he finished his undergrad work at Cal Tech at 16. At 19 he was standing behind the podium at MIT giving a graduation speech on the role of science in the future. His mother wrote his speech to make sure those in the audience would understand it. His work on sub- and hypersonic sound waves was understood enough by his doctoral committee to award him a PhD in physics, but not understood enough to realize the possibilities of Milton's discovery.

His discovery related to specific sound pitches and wave shapes that would cause repeatable reactions in the human brain. Milt's future was bright, and the benefits to humanity of his invention were enormous. Unfortunately, the machine required to produce these beneficial sound patterns was also massive as were the power requirements to operate it. 

Milton left the podium for his lab and worked for the next six months attempting to reduce the size of the equipment and the power needed to generate the healing sound waves. He was sure the answer was just beyond his often-dirty fingernails. Then disaster occurred. Disaster in the form of a woman, specifically, she was the daughter of his new department head. 

Milton was inside a coil of copper wire making current flow measurements when Delores Kelly stopped by on an errand for her father, the director of the laboratory. The twin dots of perfume under her ears sent out thin tendrils of scent inside the coil. Milton dropped his meter and stood up to see the quaking behind of Miss Kelly approach his desk.

His nose rested on the top of the coil to get a better scent. She looked around and saw no one. Milton watched every move as she stood waiting. His eyes took in the white summer halter-top dress that decorated her lush figure. His knowledge of women was more theoretical than his doctoral work. He noticed his body was touching the large coil in two places. His erection was harder than the second appendix to his high school science project report. The perfume and the soft sound her dress made while she paced around his desk led him to unzip his pants in the privacy of his audio coil and stroke his rather substantial shaft. Milton, unlike other members of the Geek ethnic group, was the owner of a very large dick, a very large, and a very underused dick. It's lack of use led to a large splash of semen painting the red copper wires and leaking down into the depths of the coil. 

Quickly zipping up, Milton climbed up the access ladder and dropped down the side catching the attention of the remarkably beautiful Miss Kelly. She smiled at the man her father called a "fucking genius." The smile hit Milton like a pulsed laser beam. The stunned Milton fell back against the control panel and his elbow struck the coil activation button. The lights in the lab dimmed and a shower of sparks filled the interior of the coil. 

Miss Kelly ran to Milton and knelt by him. "Are you alright?" She cried, worried that the "fucking genius" was hurt. 

Milton looked up at her and a shiver ran through his body. Delores touched him. The current leapt to her. Milton saw large goose bumps break out on her chest and shoulders. Inside, Delores Kelly absorbed a surge of pleasure that flashed through every nerve. The shower of sparks inside the coil grew in height like a water fountain at the Venetian. Milton's body convulsed and his just satiated cock stiffened. 

Miss Kelly could not miss the large lump in Milton's pants. As another plump of sparks shot toward the lab ceiling, the virginal daughter of his department head unzipped his slacks. Milton's hand reached up and cupped her substantial bosom. He could see her eyes blaze as he pulled down the shoulder straps and tugged the dress to her waist. A strapless bra covered her heaving tits. Her hand pulled out a cock that crackled with energy. 

She threw her leg over Milton, she moaned and as she pulled her panties aside and sat on him. Her pussy ripped open as she took his cock in one swallow up her throbbing cunt. With no one else in the lab, the two young people on the floor rapidly fucked never considering a proper introduction or the niceties of conversation before sexual intercourse. The young couple frantically copulated on the lab floor not caring if anyone might make a late afternoon visit to the lab. 

The erotica sparks flew from Milton and Delores until the current surge detectors shut down power to the coil. The room lights rose up in intensity as the couple ground to a halt. Milton pulled a still stiff prick from Miss Kelly's overflowing vagina. "Uh, I'm Milton Oscar." He stuck out his hand to shake hers. 

She nodded and blushed. "Delores Kelly. Pleased to meet you, I think." She looked around for her dress, but didn't remember tossing it behind Milton's desk. 

Milton helped her to her feet and tried not to bump his erection into her too many times. The young woman looked at Milton's rigid tool and decided her father was right. The young man was a "fucking genius." 

She stuttered, "That-t-t was-s-s something." Her virginity was in tatters and small red blood stains dotting the concrete floor.

He grinned and said, "Yes, I've never done that before. I hope I was adequate."

"Yes-s-s very adequate." She kept looking around for now she was concerned someone might walk in on them while they were still naked. 

Milton Oscar looked at the lovely nude woman before him. He remembered seeing in his new department chair's bio that his daughter was twenty-six. The high-speed neurons in Milton's brain crackled as he evaluated the situation. Milt decided only one course was possible after this. He pressed the overload-reset button on the control panel and activated the coil again.

The lights dimmed as the coil charged. Delores' eyes flashed and she leapt for Milton again. In the twenty minutes before the overload killed the power Milton had tasted Delores' carnal treasures four more times. The concrete floor carried the lovers like the softest down as they pumped, thrusted, writhed, and fornicated. Delores' had little sexual experience before that day, but when the lights came back up she had experienced penetration in every port and the ship of virginity had sailed from every harbor.

They stood toe-to-toe panting with their exertions. Delores Kelly was a rather smart woman too, but she easily reached over Milton's shoulder and reset the overload system and activated the coil. Again the lights dimmed and the couple coupled on the concrete pad by the flaming coil. When the over stressed copper strands finally melted, Delores was atop Milton riding him down the home stretch. The sounds waves faded and the couple slowed. 

She screamed at the dead machine, "Don't fucking stop!" Milton, who was not watching where her gaze was directed turned over the screaming woman, switched holes and didn't stop. Silenced by her new boy friend's frantic thrusts, she turned her voice back to rather obscene vocalizations as to the grand quality of Milton's performance. Now carrying three coil charges in their loins the couple climaxed without the supplemental energy of the genius's device. 

After exchanging fluids one last time Delores burst into tears. Milton was concerned about his new girl friend's feelings. "What's wrong, pumpkin?" He was frantic that she would leave him after such a titanic coupling. 

Delores wailed, "The machine is fucking broken! Fix it, Milton!"

Milton's tornado mind spun and he said, "Honey, I need to evaluate the current parameters, the effects of the short caused by my ..... uh ... my uh ... the fluids I introduced. I have to analyze the data from the recorders to modify the coil to reproduce the necessary frequencies."

Delores found her dress and slipped it on without bothering to find her underwear. "Then fix the damned thing. I'll be back tonight at midnight. Get it done, Milton!"

"Yes, dear." Milton fretted. It was two-weeks work, but as he watched her gently cover her large, soft breasts, Milton knew he would get it done. He had to succeed. The industrial accident had changed Milton's priorities. He saw he was on the verge of a discovery that would make him legendary. It would also get him laid. 

Milton poured intently over the erratic graphs of the coils audio output. He rewrote his evaluation software and fed the data through again. It was then he saw the pattern. A complex weave of high and low frequency sounds coincided with the intense sexual activity on the lab floor. He powered up the unit and seconds later his well-used prick snapped to attention. Milton added a safety timer. He didn't want rely on the thermal overloads to shutdown the system. With no Delores nearby, he shut off the power and waited for midnight. He dropped down across his desk and fell asleep.

The slam of the lab door woke him. He checked his watch and saw Delores was a little late. In the quiet of the lab he also heard four feet marching across the concrete. 

He sat up to see his new lover and her father, his boss, approaching. Dr. Albert Kelly had Delores by the arm and pulled her to a stop by the still groggy genius.

"What's this about my daughter sneaking out at midnight to meet you here?" The doctor demanded.

"Uh, Sir, Delores and I are now ... involved." The woman beamed at him as she saw him standing up to her authoritarian father.

"Involved? You just met this afternoon." The man was outraged that his precious girl seemed mussed by her experience with Milton.

Milt nervously replied, "I know it's been sudden, Sir, but she and I have formed a real bond."

"Bond? You can't put on a band aide in the time you two have known each other." His anger was rising.

"Sir, you must realize that she and I have ..." Milton ran out of words.

"I don't believe it!" He looked at his once virginal daughter. "Is this true? You and he ..." Now the good doctor ran out of words.

Delores stamped her foot. "Daddy, I love him." She wailed.

To Doctor Kelly his daughter was still a sweet innocent girl stuck at age fourteen, not the twenty-five year-old ex-virgin who was wearing a summer dress without her underwear. He released her arm to move on Milton. 

"I will fire you young man, and I will ensure your next job is calibrating garbage trucks." Milton was sure her father was going to strike him. Delores jumped between them to protect "her man." 

Her father shoved her back to allow him to punch out the degenerate genius. She stumbled backward into the side of the coil. Her head smacked against the non-ferrous enclosure. She shook her head and saw the red coil activation button. As her father pulled back his fist to punish his darling daughter's defiler, she pushed the button.

Doctor Kelly stopped his punch when the lights dimmed. This time there was no fountain of sparks, Oscar had limited the current surge to what the coils could handle and had refined the frequency generator so that more power was pushed into the envelope of sound that created its unique effect. Delores's body shivered at the now familiar feeling. Her nipples rose to hard peaks as she watched them men frozen in their pose when the coil energized. 

Milton and her father turned toward her. She smiled at them and slowly lowered the straps of her sundress until the top lay at her waist. She cupped her large breasts and pulled a nipple to her mouth. The waves earlier cleared out her moral problems with carnal knowledge of a stranger. Now the waves attacked deeper inhibitions. The inhibitions that before stopped Delores from closely inspecting the growing bulge in her father's pants. The inhibitions should have stopped her from lowering her sundress to the floor and standing naked before her father and new lover.

Doctor Kelly lowered his fist to his crotch and rubbed his long hard shaft now trapped in a pair of too tight briefs. He looked at his naked daughter leaning against the side of the giant coil. He wondered how he could not open his mouth and shout at her to get dressed immediately. What he wondered was if he could fuck her? He was sure she would let him. He was her father, but he knew, this fact didn't seem relevant anymore. What was relevant was his thick, hard cock, and the little droplets of pussy juice running down his daughter's legs.

Milton forgot about Doctor Kelly as he stripped. He was fully engorged and approached Delores with dick bobbing. She took his hand and pushed him against the side of the coil and sank to her knees. Her father finished stripping and walked up to the couple. "Dee Dee? You're sucking him!" He panted. 

"Yes, Daddy, I am. Look at the size of this thing!" She swallowed it whole. Her lips sealed around the base of the genius's mammoth cock. 

The lab director slid next to Milton and his daughter's hand came up and around him. "Oh, Christ, Dee Dee." He moaned as she jerked on him while she was blowing her new boy friend. "Do you have some for Daddy, baby?" He wanted her lips around his cock. 

Delores released Milton, and she scooted over to Daddy. Doctor Kelly looked down and couldn't believe it when his daughter slipped her lips over the head of his cock and began to give him the blowjob of his life. His head banged back against the coil as she demonstrated her newly acquired talents. 

While Delores pleased Daddy, she kept up her hand motions on Milton's long dick. He watched his new love work her magic on his boss. He rubbed her head and said, "Marry me, Dee Dee?"

She released her father's cock and stood up, "Yes, Oscar, I will marry you." She kissed him deeply. 

Doctor Kelly pounded Oscar on the back, "Congratulations, boy! I know you'll make my daughter very happy. Now baby, would you get back to sucking Daddy's cock?" He laughed.

Delores laughed and sank back to the floor. She blew her Daddy, rewarding him for accepting her marriage to Oscar. She alternated between father and fiancé as she wanted each to fill her mouth with their creamy semen. Daddy was first. She was sucking Oscar when the splat of hot cum hit her cheek. Twisting rapidly she turned and got the second spurt on her tongue. Her lips closed over his twitching cock, and she easily swallowed the rest. He quivered with ecstasy as he came in his sweet daughter's mouth. She accepted every drop, swallowing rapidly, as her father had not emptied his balls in weeks. 

Oscar pulled her to his cock as he supplied her with another load. This time he sprayed her face, painting long white streaks across her nose and eyes. Delores moaned as he spunked her hot face. She looked up with pride at her two men still sporting firm erections. "Who's gonna fuck me first?" She giggled.

Milton nodded at his boss, "You first, Sir."

Delores stood and leaned over Oscar's desk. She arched her back opening her ass. "Daddy, you're first." He looked confused for a moment. Not quite understanding that he was expected to fuck his daughter now. "Daddy?" Delores whined, "Come on!"

Milton gave him a gentle nudge toward his daughter's ass. "Go on, it's okay. She's gonna love it!" 

Standing behind his daughter's rolling ass gave him confidence. His fingers touched her cunt. He was shocked at how wet she was. Her mother always required lubricant. Delores dripped from her natural juices. His hand guided his cock to her open pussy lips. Her lips caressed the head as he entered her. "Oh yes, Daddy. Push it in. Fuck me!"

His daughter had never used foul language with him before. Her using the "F" word made him lose control, and he shoved his prick deep into her pussy. She was liquid fire around his cock. Not since his wild college days had he been in such a tight pussy. 

Milton stood by watching, "How is it, Dee Dee?"

She looked at him with a lusty smile, "It's fucking good, honey. Can we bring Daddy on the honeymoon?" 

He laughed, "Of course, baby. Daddy can come. He can come on the honeymoon and up your tight little cunt."

"Oh, shit, honey, he's fucking me so hard." She pushed back on the desk top to get Daddy's prick deeper into her tight cunt. "Fuck me, Daddy."

Delores knew she would have two men loving her. To have Milton and Daddy was enough to send her into a screaming climax. Pens and papers crashed to the floor as she writhed out her orgasm.

Her father couldn't hold it either. Watching the effect of his cock on her brought him to a rapid conclusion. "Oh Dee Dee, Daddy's gonna cum in your hot cunt." He buried his cock into her and unloaded again. His sperm seemed undiminished by his first orgasm in her mouth. He watched a white ring form around his cock and semen drops falling to the floor. 

Milton touched his shoulder, "Excuse me, Dad, could I get in here?"

Arthur looked up from the sight of his cock deep in his daughter, "Oh, sorry, son." He pulled free and let Milton move into his place. The larger cock of his new son forced more of the old man's load from Delores's pussy. Milton gave his fiancé all of his cock and fucked her while her cries filled the empty lab. 

Doctor Kelly watched the young couple as he stroked his still erect penis. He moved to his daughter's head pressed to the desktop. "Suck it, babe." 

She giggled and opened her mouth. He slid inside and she could taste her juices and his sperm. "Yummy, Daddy." The two men grinned at each other as they pumped into Delores's plush body. 

Milton stretched her newly fucked pussy to new dimensions as she practiced her cocksucking skills on Daddy. He held her hips tight as he pumped her full of his dick. His thumb rubbed her anus and slipped inside her tight little butt hole. "Oh, fuck yes, honey. Finger my ass." 

Doctor Kelly saw Oscar's thumb disappear into his daughter's asshole. He wished he'd thought of that. Nothing better than a good ass fuck before bed, he thought. Not that he'd had one in his thirty years of marriage. 

Under the pulsing sound waves the threesome chased another climax. Delores whined and screamed as the men grunted with their efforts at pounding her body hard. The men soon flooded the young woman's body with more semen as she screeched out her climax.

As they wound down and Doctor Kelly pulled his still hard cock from his daughter's mouth, the lights brightened on the coil de-energized. 

Delores frantically asked, "Is it broken again?"

Oscar wiped his cock on her ass and replied, "No, I put it on a twenty-minute timer."

"Oh, I thought it might be broken again." She sounded very relieved.

Oscar's boss asked, "What just went on here?" He didn't sound angry, just confused.

Over the next ten minutes Milton explained the cause and effect of his discovery. While the scientist discussed the effects they had just experienced, Delores used a Kleenex from the box on Milton's desk to wipe up all the semen now leaking from her glowing pussy.

"You know, Milt, the school owns the rights to this discovery." Doctor Kelly observed.

"I know, Sir." Milton wasn't interested in the money. He was watching Delores wiping up semen.

The lab director walked over to the side of the coil. "This could make them a lot of money."

"Yes, Sir." Milton wondered how much cum you can put in a pussy as Delores used her third Kleenex.

"Now, I think that we need to think about that. Don't you think we deserve to be rewarded by your discovery?" Milton could tell that Doctor Kelly was leading up to something.

"My boy, what if we reported that your experiment was a failure. That absolutely no effects of any kind were observed." Arthur was now watching Delores clean up their residues. "What if we all then resigned at set up a secret lab where we perfected this?"




Our New In-Laws Ch. 07



"Perfected, Sir?" Milton saw his honey discard the tissues and lie back on the desk. She began to masturbate. 

"Yes!" He slammed the side of the coil. "We need to get the size of these down to something portable, and then we put one in every home in the world. We could make a fortune." 

Delores sat up and looked at the men plotting. She slid off the desk to the floor. Both men watched her large tits bounce as she walked up to the control panel. "I think it's time to fuck, again." She pushed the button.

Again the lights dimmed. Delores pulled her father to the desk. She shoved him up and groaned, "Daddy, this time you're in my ass and Milton is in my cunt." Dr. Kelly's dick twitched making his daughter giggle. She mounted Daddy and his prick slipped up her asshole without a problem. She lay back and moaned, "Daddy, play with my titties. Milt, come fuck my cunt."

Milton mounted her and the two men pleasured Delores together. Long cocks rubbed through the thin membranes of Delores's interior. As her cries rose in volume and the wicked language grew more exciting, the security camera overhead carried every nuance exposed to their high-definition view. The boys in the security department made copies before passing the DVD on to the school administration. Milton Oscar and Albert Kelly didn't need to resign; they were fired.



Our New In-Laws Ch. 08



Milt kept the sound field turned off the rest of the day and all night to observe the Bakers' post-orgasmic reactions to their sexual activities. After a heavy steak dinner the couples met in the movie theater. Instead of cushioned seats, the Oscars' home theater was filled with plush couches soaked in Scotch Guard. The movie for the evening was You've, Got Mail, a Tom Hanks/Meg Ryan romantic comedy. The shut-off sound field gave the couples a warm feeling of euphoria to enjoy the movie's comedy and romance.

Jack and Allison decided to skip the nightcap and go to bed. As they left the theater, Allison slipped her hand into Jack's. He was surprised and hesitated before tightening his grip around her small hand.

"I'm sorry, Jack." Allison gave him a responding squeeze.

"For what?" 

"Our marriage." She sighed.

"That's a lot to apologize for. Haven't we had a good life?"

"I guess, in some ways, in other's it's been terrible." She squeezed his hand again trying to tell him the depth of her sorrow.

Jack opened the door to their room. "In what ways?" He was going to leave Allison to enumerate the flaws in their marriage. 

"Sex." She confessed. "Sex." 

Jack shut the door as they entered their bedroom. They were both still nude. Clothes didn't seem necessary between them and their new relations after the events at the pool earlier. 

His wife slowly knelt before him. "I owe you twenty-eight years of sex, Jack." Her breath warmed his limp cock. "Twenty-eight years of begging for something that I should have given willingly." Her lips pressed against his flesh. "I'm going to make it up to you, Jack." Her tongue wetly trailed down his twitching shaft. 

Jack Baker stood over his wife as her warm lips nibbled on his soft flesh. Was this possible, after a day at the Oscars'? What sort of place was this? Her lips opened and she suckled the head of his penis. She pulled half of his thickening cock into her mouth. A drop of her juices ran down her thigh. His cock grew in her mouth until his shaft pressed against the back of her throat. Her inexperience was overcome by her love of her husband and this new thrill of pleasuring him. His hands caressed her hair as she moved the tight ring of her lips up and down his rigid cock. "Oh, God, Allison," he moaned. The thrill in his voice flooded her cunt with juices. Allison again cursed her mother for stealing so much pleasure from her barren life.

Pre-cum leaked from his cock and coated her tongue. She pressed it hard against his shaft to grind the flavor deep into her taste buds. Allison wanted the taste of his cum driven deep into the physical memory of her senses. Her pussy grew demanding, but she ignored the deepening need of her cunt for satisfaction. Jack moaned as her fingers softly massaged his balls, the miraculous source of his taste. He didn't know how much he had for her. He couldn't believe he was hard after all his sexual good fortune that day. Yet, not only was he hard, but also he was close to giving his wife what she now so eagerly desired.

Allison's willingly given blowjob, after a twenty-eight year drought, was more intense than any he could remember from his teens. His sperm bubbled and frothed as she caressed his balls. He tried to warn her. He tried to push her off as the white liquid rose up through his shaft. Allison wasn't going to be warned off, and she wasn't going to let go. She sucked him deeply gagging as the head banged against the back of her throat. She wanted his cum, all of it. She vowed that Jack would never again waste a drop of his precious semen.

Jack groaned as the first spurt emerged through Allison's two-handed grip into the back of her throat. She coughed and sputtered, but never let go. Gasping and swallowing, she wasn't going to lose a drop of her husband's sperm. He staggered back from the force of his orgasm and sat down on the bed. Allison's nails dug into his cock as she kept her grip and swallowed every spurt as she followed him down. Jack flopped backward and moaned as his wife finished him off. Allison softly licked his shaft getting every drop of his sweet cum. She whispered into the hot flesh of his cock, "Fuck you, Mom," and began to softly weep.

Allison wept at the thousands of lost opportunities during their marriage to pleasure her husband. Jack didn't know what to do. He had just received the greatest blowjob ever given, and his wife was crying, soaking his cock in her tears. His hand came down and stroked her hair. 

Allison didn't cry long. The burning in her loins dried her tears with its demand for moisture. Her hungry cunt left nothing for tears. Jack's limp cock offered her no solution, so Allison, like a cat sneaking up on a mouse, silently climbed onto the bed and up Jack's body. When their eyes met, Jack could see the fires of passion in his wife's eyes. He thought she was going to kiss him, but she kept moving up. His tongue fell short when her tits moved by, and then he suddenly realized his need to awake his dormant talents for oral sex. As she kept moving up, he mined the depths of his brain for the correct procedure for pleasing a very wet and needy pussy. 

When she stopped, hovering over his lips; he saw that her pussy hair was matted and dripping. Her lips were swollen and wrinkled. Her aroma was thick with her arousal. Allison didn't know what it felt like for a man to lick her pussy. She just knew that she needed this. She needed to have Jack make her climax. Since his cock was dead, she would use his tongue. His lights went out when she sat down firmly on his mouth. "Eat me, Jack." Her voice demanded. 

His tongue got on its bicycle and rode like it was yesterday, teasing her lips, sucking their plump petals, and tickling her clit. The new Allison was not a quiet lover. Her moans were loud and deep. Her language was filthy as she climbed to her peak. She ordered him in every movement. 

"Suck my cunt lips, Jack ... lick my fucking clit ... tongue my twat, baby." She rode his face and took her pleasure. "Oh, God, Jack, make your bitch cum!" She screamed as she went over the top.

Her body froze. She stopped breathing. Jack panicked and pushed her off. She lay on the bed motionless. Then she shuddered in a grand spasm and began to sob. He moved over her, concerned with the force of her orgasm. She pulled him down to her and held him tightly. "Oh, Jack. Where was I all these years? In what desert of pleasure did we live? ..." 

She felt his cock on her thigh. It was hard again. She wiped her tears and took a grip on his shaft and pulled it to her pussy. "Fuck me, Jack." She rubbed the head over her wetness. "I don't think I can ever go to sleep again, unless you fuck me." He drove his cock deep in her and they began to really have their honeymoon, just delayed by twenty-eight years.

Allison awoke feeling warm. Not just warmth caused by the luxurious bedding, but warmth exposed by the sound field the day before. Her hangover from its effects was gentle, and she lay in bed reviewing her so out of character experiences. She searched for guilt at her brazen adultery with Isaac and Milt. None was there. What was there was her husband's cock, hard no doubt from a full bladder. Her hand closed around it, and she knew she wanted him again. Her foot pushed down the blankets, until she could see it in its steely glory. Scooting down the bed, she held it up and wondered why she had never appreciated the beauty of it, the thick shaft, and the vein that meandered from the crown to the base. Until yesterday, she found the idea of sucking a cock revolting. Now, she had sucked three of them in one day and enjoyed every inch of each one. She let Jack's cock fall down on his stomach and suckled the head in her mouth. So softly that Jack's dream shifted from titty fucking Dee Dee's monsters to his wife giving him a blowjob. 

The bedroom door opened and Jenni stepped in to see her mother's mouth stuffed. She whispered, "Mom, breakfast is ready." Jenni stepped up to the bed to watch. "Is he about to cum?"

Allison slightly nodded. 

"Wow." Jenni parted her white robe and touched her bare pussy lips stimulated by her mother's unashamed cocksucking. Allison kept up the slow suck. Could she make Jack cum without waking? She saw Jenni's pussy lips swell and moisten. Her fingers softly stroked Jack's cock. Jenni touched her mother's thigh near her pussy. Allison gazed at her aroused daughter as she encouraged Jack's load from his balls. 

Allison jerked when Jenni's fingers touched her inflamed pussy lips waking Jack. He lifted his head to see his wife's mouth tight around his cock, and his daughter pushing two fingers into Allison's pussy. "Oh my God!" He moaned. 

"Morning, Daddy!" Jenni said brightly. 

Jack groaned, "I'm cumming...."

Allison pointed his cock at Jenni, "Want some breakfast, honey?"

"Sure, Mom," Jenni moved on the bed as Allison pushed her mouth back over Dad's cock. She sucked hard and soon was collecting breakfast in her mouth. 

When Allison pulled up she opened her mouth so her daughter could see the load collected. Jenni and Allison sealed their lips together and shared Jack's semen. The kiss stretched on and on as their tongues pushed his cream back and forth between them. 

Jacked watched, and again he wondered what was going on. He didn't think it possible that his stiff-necked wife could be talked into trading his cum with Jenni. Something else was going on, but until he figured it out, he was going with the flow.

Breakfast was on the patio by the pool. Servants served them in a royal fashion. Milt supervised the lavish treatment of his guests, omelets to order and orange juice squeezed from fruit to glass. Danish rolls still steamed from the oven. He mean for his guests to be satisfied in all ways. 

He offered Jack a Cuban cigar. Jack didn't know how to smoke one. 

Milt held his up. "The finest Corona's you can buy. I have them flown in every week, though various channels, because they are still illegal to import." Milt led Jack through the ritual of cutting and band removal. He pulled a long match from a box. "I don't use lighters. Strike the match and let the sulfur drift away." He struck the match with practiced ease. "Then get the entire end to light evenly." 

Jack copied his host, and the two sat digesting their breakfast. Allison leaned over to Milt, "May I try one?"

Milt laughed, "You are going to become my second wife, if you love cigars."

Allison reddened, but accepted the rich brown cigar. She duplicated her host's actions and found the taste and the smell very satisfying. Holding the cigar awkwardly she decided that she would ask Milt where she could get a box. 

"Jack, wouldn't old Frazier be shocked at the next partners' meeting when I pull one of these out and join them." The senior partner was a cigar snob and completely ignored the non-smoking rules of the city.

The men laughed and Milt said, "Allison, let me send you a box to your office today so you can impress him the minute you get back."

She nodded her head and blew a thick cloud of smoke toward him. Her thoughts floated up with the rich, gray smoke. A small voice in her head asked her if she truly wanted to go back to Denver and her old life.

"Allison, How about a tour of the business after breakfast? Interested?" Milt watched her reactions closely.

"You mean where you administer the business?" Jack asked delicately.

"It's all in the same office complex." Milt tapped off an inch-long ash. "I think you need to see what we do, and how well we do it."

Allison sat back in her white robe, crossed her legs exposing her pale thighs to Milt, and took another puff on her cigar. "I'm game. Will we see anything in production?"

"Yes, we have one shooting scheduled for today."

"Then let's go." Allison brushed her toe on Milt's bare thigh and took a puff. "Does the company really have over a billion in sales?" 

"Yes, we went past that last year."

Milt watched the wheels turning in Allison's mind as she digested this sow of a number. "You must be one of the biggest companies in your sector."

"We are. We are involved in videos, websites, adult oriented businesses, adult toys and more." He reached over and rubbed Dee Dee's thigh. "This woman got us going, "Miss Cherrie Pickle."

Dee Dee laughed loudly, "God, that was an awful name, but I can only blame old Carmine for thinking it up. Soon, it was just too well known to change." 

"Who is Carmine?" Allison asked. 

Dee Dee slipped a hand between her thighs, and cooed, "Let's talk about Carmine later tonight. We'll have a little girls' time, and I'll tell you how I became the hottest star in porn in my day."

Allison's legs compulsively opened and she reveled in the woman's touch. This touch of a woman was new to her, and very pleasurable.

Milt said, "Yeah, and we started with selling her videos though the mail and in sex shops."

"Sounds like a lot of hard work." Allison laid her hand on Dee Dee's, which was high on her thigh. Allison intertwined her fingers with Dee's and the women exchanged a charged look. 

"Not just hard work, but some of our customers were a bit weird." She laughed, "I signed autographs for many men whose pants were stained with their cum."

"Did you ever fuck any of them?" Allison's interest was intense. Jack listened amazed at his wife's casual use of the strictly forbidden vulgarity. 

"Mom?" Jenni gasped. "I've never heard you use the "F" word before."

She waved off her daughter with the tip of the burning cigar. "You were too busy with Dad to hear me say it yesterday." She turned back to Dee Dee. "Did you?"

"No, we had a strict don't touch rule at the adult theaters."

"Oh?" Allison seemed almost disappointed.

Milt stood up. "So, is it a date?"

"Sure!" Allison popped up. "May I take my cigar?" She pulled hard on the firm tube setting the end to glowing and tilted her head back to blow a long plume of smoke. Smoking such a fat cigar reminded her of sucking cock. 

"Of course, it's also audition day."

"Auditions?" Jack asked.

"Yes," Isaac said, "We interview new people that want to be in our videos."

Allison joined Milt standing. "What should I wear for this?"

Dee Dee replied, "Your clothing is laid out on the bed."

"You picked it out?" Allison sounded doubtful. This caught Milt's attention. 

"Yes, it's very sexy." Dee Dee bubbled.

"Jack, let's go get dressed." She took a puff from her cigar and left leaving Jack to follow.

Dee Dee gave Jack a smoldering look. "Why don't we leave business to our spouses and spend the day relaxing. We have two tennis courts if you play."

Jack did play, and he played well. "You play?"

She stood and pulled him up. "I adore playing, but I need a worthy opponent." 

Jack stood by her. Her sexuality burned his skin. "Let me go help Allison get off."

Dee Dee giggled, "You go do that, Jack. Just don't wear yourself out for me." She patted his ass and went into the house.

Milt swiped his amulet over the security door. The security monitor showed Jack and Allison's room was empty. He turned on the sound field. Allison's continued enthusiasm meant the effects of the sound field weakened slowly with her. He had expected her conservative ways to come sweeping back after a twelve hour gap in her exposure. Her banter at breakfast and her husband's silence told him their reaction to the field differed markedly. He wanted Allison arriving at the studio with some affects fully charged. He watched and waited.

Dee Dee slipped in. "Jack's staying behind with me to play tennis."

Milt considered this. "I think that's good. His reaction to the field is normal. I need to study Allie closer."

His wife chuckled, "I bet you do. Was she that good yesterday?"

Milt honestly answered, "Yeah, for a beginner she was fabulous."

Dee Dee rubbed her husband's prick. "Don't wear this out, Daddy's coming to dinner and spending the night."

Milt chuckled. "What makes you think he'll get past Allison. You know how he loves a little fresh variety."

"She can join in, I won't mind at all." Dee Dee heaved a sigh. "Daddy just loves a good orgy."

Allison strode down the hallway to her room. Her robe billowed out with her long strides. An observer would have seen quick glimpses of pussy hair as her robe flew out before her. The clouds of Cuban smoke she left behind gave her an air of a woman who knew what she wanted and would demand it from any man or woman. She entered her room and left the door open. She tossed the robe to a chair and saw the small box on the bed. 

Inside she found a white leather mini-skirt, a white leather bodice that was held together in front by a natural leather string, and a pair of high heels with long spikes. She held up the clothes in front of her.

Jack walked in to see his naked wife evaluating the clothes. "Jack, I can't wear this." She searched the box. "There's no underwear in here."

"Wear something you brought along." Jack suggested.

Milt had keyed the sound transmitter hidden in the room below theirs. He set it for half-power. He just wanted her to have a small boost to carry her though the drive into the city.

"It's all in the RV, Jack." 

"I'll run out and get what you want." Jack offered.

Allison picked up the leather top. "This would show off a lot of my tits, Jack." She held it up before her nude body. "Is it getting warm in here, Jack?"

He could feel the heat also though the thermostat on the wall still read seventy degrees. "Yes, just suddenly." Her husband gave her new attire serious consideration. "It would be sexy, honey, without the panties."

Allison turned to get a different perspective. She put on the top. "Jack, lace me up." Her husband threaded the leather strings through the holes. A three-inch gap ran down the front of the top. Jack pulled the strings tight and her tits pushed into the gap giving her generous cleavage. "God Jack, that's tight enough."

She turned to the full mirror and looked at her image. "Dee Dee was right, Jack, this is fucking sexy." She fluffed her full bush. "I think I'm going to shave my pubic hair, Jack."

"Really, like Jenni does?"

"Yes, I think you can hardly see my pussy lips through this mess." She pulled on the long, kinky hairs.

Milt watched the couple satisfied that the sound field was reasserting its effects. He saw Jenni enter their room. The sound field was good at drawing in passersby.

"Mom, nice outfit."

"Thanks, honey, it is lovely. I'm thinking about shaving down here." She patted her pussy.

"Cool, Mom." Jenni said. "Need some help?"

She gave her daughter a wicked look. "Would you?"

"Sure, Mom." 

Jenni searched the drawers for scissors, cream, and a razor. "Sit on the toilet, Mom." 

Allison sat down and spread her legs. She stroked her soon to be gone hair. "Jenni, I've been wondering about our relationship since we've been here."

Jenni spread a towel on the floor. "You mean that you've been ... liberated?"

"I guess you could call it that." As she stroked her hair she felt it dampen. "Why do I think about sex so much now?"

Her daughter wet a towel with hot water. "I don't know, Mom. I've noticed that when I'm here that I'm always very horny."

"Very horny is putting it mildly, Jenni. Yesterday was just beyond belief. I had three cocks in me. Honey, I fucked your fiancé!"

"Open up, Mom." She wet down Allison's muff with the hot towel. "I know, I was there fucking Daddy."

"And that's another point, Two days ago I would have divorced your father for fucking you, now I get turned on when I think of it."

With a comb and small scissors Jenni snipped her mother's long hair leaving behind short stubble. "I'm glad you're not mad. I intend to fuck him again. He was good."

"Your father is a good lover." Allison opened her legs more and bent over to watch her pubic hair fall into the toilet basin. 




Our New In-Laws Ch. 08



"Oh yeah, he is..." Jenni let her comment drift off.

Allison sat quietly listening to the snip snip of the scissors. Jenni's fingers pushed her lips about as she carefully avoided cutting her mother's pussy.

"Oh, that's cold." Allison murmured as Jenni spread the shaving cream over her mother's stubble.

"I know. I shave every couple of days." She grinned, "You can do me next time."

Allison slowly slumped back against the toilet tank relaxing into her daughter's soft touch. She lifted her left leg and set her foot on Jenni's shoulder. After watching the razor slide over her soapy skin, she shut her eyes and let Jenni finish the job. Each stroke of the razor exposed her skin and she felt the air move gently over her pussy lips.

"Mom, if you want a full job, you need to turn over."

Allison shut the lid on the toilet and set her elbows on it. She spread her legs remembering this as her position when Milt fucked her.

"Mom, you're awfully wet down here." Jenni slowly drew the razor through the crevice of her ass. "Stay still, Mom. I'm shaving around your asshole."

"Dear, you're making it difficult to stay still." Allison bent her head and tried to clear her mind of the memory of Milt's cock.

With a few strokes, Jenni was done. 

"Honey, is it hard making these sex videos?" 

"No, it's usually a lot of fun."

"Do you just make movies with Isaac?"

"Just the first one, after that I've done it with several men and women."

"Did you have trouble doing it with women?"

"No, it was pretty natural. Why?"

Allison looked back, "I want to try it."

Jenni sat back looking at the swollen flower of her mother's pussy. "With me?"

"Would you mind?" Allison said nervously. 

Jenni rubbed her mother's pale ass. "I would love to." She kissed her mother's aroused pussy. She nibbled on the swollen lips. Allison moaned at the soft sensation of her daughter's tongue. The sensations of oral sex made her regret her youthful feelings about how nasty it was to touch your tongue to a boy's penis. Never mind kissing another girl's pussy. She had heard of such things, but knew they were dirty and sinful. All those years and she never dreamed a small tongue could create such powerful feelings in her. 

Jack opened the door to move them along and whispered, "Sweet Jesus!" 

His wife turned at the sound of the door opening. "Jack?" 

"Yes, Allie?"

"Come look, Jack. Jenni shaved my pussy." She wiggled to move her bottom so her husband could see her hairless pussy lips for the first time. "Is it okay? Does it look sexy?"

His voice quivered at a sight he never thought we would see. "Yes, darling, it's magnificent. You're so wet..."

"Jenni was licking me. I've never been licked by a woman, Jack. I was so horny after she shaved me." She bucked back at Jenni, "Don't stop, honey."

Jenni gave her dad a smile and pressed her face back into her mother's pussy. "Yes, yes, yes," Allie moaned.

Jack watched paralyzed by the erotic heat created by his daughter and wife. He unsnapped his pants. The white shorts dropped to the floor. His white Calvin Klein briefs landed on the shorts. No man ever had a cock harder than Jack's right now. The power of the sound field and the two women created a hard-on that needed to be buried deep into an oozing cunt. He knelt behind his daughter. His hand on her ass let her know what was about to happen. She didn't flinch when the head of his cock slammed into her cervix. 

Milt watched the action with a wide smile on his face. With the right volume the sound field could ignite the viewers of a DVD into just the right mood to never finish watching. When word got around, for he knew they couldn't advertise this feature, that women went wild watching a KIM Production, the money would float Noah's boat. 

He looked down at the bobbing head at his crotch. "We're going to be rich, honey."

Dee Dee let go of his cock, "Milt, we are rich." She returned to blowing him.

"Honey, when our movies with this soundtrack hit the market we're going to lend money to Bill and Melinda Gates." He laughed. 

Milt turned up the sound and heard Allison screaming out a frantic orgasm. He could see Jack unload into Jenni. He spurted into Dee Dee's mouth as he dreamed of the new guesthouse he was going to build.



Our New In-Laws Ch. 09



A year after his firing as a university research scientist, Milton Oscar stood on the concrete floor of the dingy warehouse and finished wiring up the coil to the control circuitry. His father, Albert Kelly, checked the continuity as he hooked up each lead. The disgraced Milt and his father-in-law were now free-lance scientists. All the risks were theirs and also the profits.

"Milt, I hope this works. We've sunk every dollar we have into this. The credit card companies aren't sending new applications anymore." Al pressed the button on the control console and a green light lit. 

"Al, I've been over the figures several times on the computer, and the simulations I've run are dead on." Milt climbed out of the coil and looked around the dirty warehouse. It was a real comedown from their university lab of a year before. University sponsored research bought such niceties as paint and cleaning services.

Milt walked over to the control panel. "Where's Dee Dee? She wanted to be here when I started it up the first time."

"She said she was going to apply for a job and to wait until she got back."

Milt picked up a broom to sweep up the insulation cuttings from the floor. "What kind of job?"

"I don't know. She said it paid more than being a waitress at Denny's."

"Well, I think we're ready. Let's go make sure the power shunts are still working on the city's meter. I need at bit more power than they're willing to give me for this test."

He and Al went out into the back alley to check their modifications to their power meter.

At that moment Delores was sitting at a cracked Formica table in an empty club on the fringe of the theater district. She sat with two other girls that could have passed for crack whores, thin and emaciated females fresh from an Ethiopian hunger drive poster. 

"Delores Oscar?" The club owner looked up from his clipboard. 

Dee Dee stood up. She could tell the owner liked what he saw. His dark brown pupils followed the gentle curve of a pair of natural tits. 

"I'm Carmine Leone. How old are you?" His eyes slowly rose to hers.

"Twenty-six, Mr. Leone." She could read the lust in his eyes. This gave her confidence she would get the job.

"Call me, Carmine. Ever dance before?"

"No, Carmine, not other than in my living room," She said nervously.

"Do you have a stage name? Delores Oscar lacks a certain, eh ... nastiness." Carmine laughed.

Dee Dee twisted her hands together. "I haven't thought about it."

Carmine gave her body another good look said, "How about, Cherrie Pickle?"

Dee Dee wasn't sure she had heard him correctly, "Cherrie Pickle?"

"Then that's settled." He wrote down her new name. Carmine looked up at her, "The girls at this club dance nude. You have any problem with that?"

She shook her head. 

"How about doing lap dances?" She could tell he wanted to try her out personally on this item.

"No, I think I can do that too, if you show me what's expected."

Carmine grinned and said, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you know what you're doing. Oh, one important thing, girlie, if you're thinking about doing a little hooking on the side, then you take if off the property, I don't pay the cops to cover me for this. If you get popped you're on your own."

Dee Dee was shocked. Dancing was almost more than she could do; prostitution was out of the question. "No, Carmine, I won't be hooking."

"Good. Now take off your clothes." He loved giving this order.

"Right here?" Dee Dee's voice quivered.

Carmine laughed as he leaned back in his chair. "Honey, if I hire you, you're gonna be naked up there every night. Now strip."

Dee Dee took longer to strip than the average applicant. To fool her husband and father she had worn a business suit with too many buttons and zippers. She slowly unbuttoned and unzipped until she was naked on stage. 

"Are they real?"

Dee Dee cupped her thirty-eight Ds and said, "Of course, they are." She was offended at his question.

"Nice. Now turn around. Let me see your ass."

As she turned Carmine was thinking that this was the finest body he had seen in years. If she could dance she would make a lot of money.

He waved at the crack whores, "Get the fuck out of here." 

The girls got up and silently left. 

"Come down here, honey."

When Dee Dee reached for her clothes Carmine barked, "Naked. I want to see you close up."

She stepped off the stage and soon stood by the club owner. He reached up and touched her perfect tits. "Damn, these are fine." She let him fondle her. She wanted the job.

"There's one last item, before I hire you." He leaned back in the chair and unzipped his pants. "Every girl gives me a blowjob before I hire them." He pulled out a substantial cock already semi-hard.

In the year since Dee Dee had lost her virginity on the eventful day in the lab her skills with a male organ had grown quite proficient. Since her mother had divorced her father for his incestuous behavior on camera, she had shared her bed with her husband and father. Sucking large cocks was second nature to her now. 

"I think I can do that, Carmine." Dee Dee picked up a bar towel and laid it on the floor and knelt between his legs. She reverently took his cock and licked the head. "You have a nice dick, Carmine."

"Yeah, I know, babe. Now get to sucking it." He leaned back expecting his usual unenthusiastic blowjob from a young girl who didn't know how to suck cock, and who, especially, didn't want to suck his cock. Dee Dee slurped his cock deep into her mouth and tickled the shaft with a tongue that adored the taste of the male organ.

Her fingers applied just the right pressure as they stroked him up to full hardness in seconds. Carmine exhaled, "Oh shit!" as Dee Dee pushed the head into her throat and swallowed. She developed this talent as the only way to get her husband's huge dick into her mouth. She inhaled deeply, hollowing her cheeks as Carmine's legs jerked out straight, and his hands rested on Dee Dee's head. 

Dee Dee hoped that Milt would forgive her for showing off, but she worked a long thin finger under the club owner's balls and rimmed his asshole while she worked his dick with her experienced mouth. Carmine just wasn't used to the work of a master and soon came like a teenaged boy. He filled her mouth, and she drank him down like a fine wine.

When he opened his eyes, she was already in her panties and clipping her bra. "When do I start, Carmine, honey?"

"Tonight. Ten o'clock. You work until four am. We split your tips."

Dee Dee smirked and leaned down into his face. "Seventy-five twenty-five and you get a blowjob like that every Saturday night."

"Done!" He said, "Just don't tell the other girls." He gave her a hug and knew giving a rookie a prime dance slot would give him trouble with the other girls, but, fuck it, he thought; let them learn how to suck a dick like Cherrie Pickle could. 

Milt and Al were surfing porn on the Internet when Dee Dee arrived at the lab. Her father and husband were very virile men, and she knew just a few hours was all they could stand without needing her to lighten their loads. Milt greeted her with the news that he was ready for their first test. 

"Great, I've been waiting a year for this." Milt saw the hungry look in Dee Dee's eyes. 

"Did the job interview go okay, babe?" Al asked.

"Yeah, I got the job. It pays four grand a week." Dee Dee said proudly.

"Damn," Milt said, "We can get that frequency modulator I wanted." 

Dee Dee rubbed her Daddy's ass. "Let's try it out." Her voice quivered. She had re-lived that night, a year ago, when they had first experienced the coil's energizing effects. Just looking at the large red button on the control panel wet her panties.

A bell in the ceiling rang announcing a delivery at the back door. Al looked upward and rolled his eyes. "I'll get it." He left for the loading dock.

"Try it out, Milt." Dee Dee whispered in his ear. 

"We should wait for Al," he replied.

"He can join in when he gets back. Push the button, Milt." She gripped his arm tightly. 

"Wait 'til your father gets back, baby." Milton tried to pry her fingers from his arm.

"Milton Jerome Oscar, if you don't push the motherfucking button, I will." She growled in his ear. "You have no idea, how much I want this."

Milt hit the button. The lights in the lab dimmed almost to off before they slowly brightened as the city power provided the current for the magnetic fields. Dee Dee stood beside Milt and sensed the heat from the sound field. She smiled as her body absorbed the vibrations and that familiar heat warmed her loins.

"Oh, Milt, you did it." She hummed. Again she pulled at the buttons and zippers until she was naked. "I wish Daddy would get back. But, we can't wait for him." She unzipped Milt's pants.

Al opened the back door to find Kris O'Connell dressed in her brown UPS uniform. "Hi ya, Doc." The buxom girl's cherry smile warmed every man's heart along her route. "Wanna sign for the package?"

The building throbbed as the magnetic field built up in the audio generator. The sound waves grew in amplitude slowly as Al signed for the package. "What's that, Doc?" Kris asked as the waves spilled out through the door into the alley. 

Al looked back over his shoulder; he knew he was missing out. He quickly scrawled his signature and thrust her computer pad back at the surprised woman. He turned and said, "Shut the door on your way out will you, Kris?"

She nodded as he returned to the coil, but when she turned she stopped and listened. It wasn't what she heard that caused her heart to race; it was what she felt. Her breasts ached. A deep aching that needed attention. Her fingertips felt the hard nipple through her heavy bra and brown uniform shirt. The bra's thick material scraped over the swollen tit. She pinched it. A spasm tore through her. Kris set her delivery recorder on a shelf and pinched her other nipple. She twitched as the hot sensations devoured her flesh. Her skin burned with the heat. She took a wobbly step toward the door to the main room. Walking slowly, as each step caused her panties to scrape roughly over her swollen clitoris, she approached the door. The room was empty but for an enormous cylinder in the center and three naked people in a pile on the floor writhing and emitting sharp cries of pleasure. Three people? Sex was done in pairs, this she knew from her ten-year marriage and her adult Sunday school classes at the Calvary Baptist Church. But she could see two men and one woman lost in their lust. The younger man, she saw, possessed an organ of incredible size. The older man's exceeded her husband's by a few inches, but the young man was truly a monster. Yet, the young woman was swallowing it whole. Her throat bulged as the organ tried to reach her stomach. 

All of her morals said to run, flee, and never return to this warehouse of Sodom, but her body had developed amnesia. Gone were the strict codes of conduct for men and women. A void appeared in her soul, filled with need, raw sexual need, pulsating, throbbing and demanding to be filled. She stepped into the room, but the three on the floor ignored her. Her fingers reached for the buttons of the brown shirt, trembling as they pulled the buttons from their holes. The woman, Kris could see, was in her mid-twenties, rose to her hands and knees and like a bitch lowered her face to the floor and raised her buttocks for one of the studs to mount her. Kris dropped the shirt to the floor licking her lips at the sight of the woman's shining pussy. Her pants quickly landed on the shirt. 

The older man saw her as his cock entered the bitch in heat. "Kris?" he gasped at the sight of her in her bra and panties. "What are you doing here?"

Kris reached behind her and unsnapped the bra. "I don't know ..." She dropped it to the floor. 

Milt looked up and grinned, "Nice tits."

Kris snapped her head in his direction. "Thanks." Her skin flamed red in embarrassment for thanking a man for complimenting her naked breasts, a sight once limited to her husband. Her hands cupped them as if offering them for his use. 

Milt waved her over. She went willingly, even though Milt's cock was buried in Dee Dee's mouth. Milt touched her breasts caressing the large globes that swayed from their weight. Al beamed at her, "Milt's right, baby, you got a pair of fine titties there." 

"Thanks, Al." She grinned. She couldn't remember her husband ever complimenting her tits. "They are nice tits." She had never said the word before. "Very nice tits." She beamed. The word felt good to say.

Milt's face pressed into Kris's warm flesh and lapped at a nipple. She rocked on her feet, and Milt grasped her ass cheek to keep her standing. Dee Dee pulled off Milt and looked up, "You got fucking great tits, honey! Suck 'em, Milt." Dee Dee saw the Kris's panties were drenched, the white crotch full of her leaking juices. So, Dee Dee pulled down on the waistband slowly lowering them until they lay around her ankles. 

Kris had her first orgasm from Dee Dee's fingers petting the rich pelt that covered her pussy. The thought of being a closet lesbian flashed through her mind, but then she decided she didn't care. The fingers probed for her opening and another orgasm ripped through her. Dee Dee moaned, "Milt, she's soaked, you just gotta fuck this hot little cunt."

"Fuck me?" Kris whimpered. Her husband made love to her. He had never "fucked" her. She was sure of this. Was there a difference? Would she live through an assault by this young man's monster penis? Giggling to herself she knew this man didn't have a penis; he was the proud owner of a cock. A cock that would soon, she knew without a doubt, enter her ... fucking her—making her feel very, very good. 

She knew her place now. It was on the floor like Dee Dee. Her cheek pressed to the strangely warm concrete, her buttocks lifted for Milt to mount her. Dee's face was inches from hers, and Kris watched her panting from the pleasure Al gave her with his hard cock. Kris even wiggled her bottom at Milt. 

"Oh fuck me, Daddy!" Dee Dee groaned. Kris stared at the writhing woman. Al was her father? This was great sinning, she realized. She was witnessing incest, the torrid mating of father and daughter. The story in the Bible of Lot and his daughters came to her feverish mind, when the man of God, in that dark cave, lay with his daughters. Her mind pulled back from the enormous sin she was witnessing when her pussy groaned in a sharp combination of pain and pleasure as Milt pushed four inches of cock up Kris's still tight pussy. Kris tried to rear up, but Milt shoved her back down. "Take it bitch," he growled.

Dee Dee whispered, "You'll love it, Kris, my hubby has the best cock."

Husband? Oh Lord, Kris thought, now adultery. The woman's husband was slowly working his cock into virgin territory. Kris pushed back to help him explore the unused volume of her wet pussy. His cock strained her pussy walls and her senses as he finally reached bottom. Milt slapped her ass, raising a red mark, as Kris wiggled like a demented fish trying to drive the hook deeper. 

Dee Dee laughed as Kris's eyes glowed with lust. "I told you his cock was the best." She reached over and pinched the UPS woman's nipple. "Now wait until he fucks the shit out of you."

"Oh God," Kris moaned as Milt pulled his prick out and then worked it back deep inside her pussy. She was older than Dee Dee he saw, but she was much tighter. His efforts to penetrate her fully created wild sensations along his shaft. She was lubricating heavily, her thighs shined with the juices leaking from her cunt, forced out by the fat prick trying to reach bottom. 

When Milt decided he needed a fresh start he pulled his cock out to the lips. "Noooo ..." Kris wailed. The missing cock created a vacuum in her soul. "Don't take it out ..."

"Yessss ... " Kris screamed as the cock suddenly reversed and filled her pussy again. "Oh my God," she paused and then expanded her vocabulary, "Fuck my pussy, Milt. Fuck it hard." Milt was more than happy to fuck their newest member of their secret clique.

The hard thrusts of husband and father drove the two women closer until their lips touched. Neither had ever kissed a woman when in heat, but their lips mashed together and their tongues merged into two eels mating. Dee Dee reveled in the revived heat of the field. Kris bathed in a flush of sexual heat never before approached. He's going to make me climax, she knew. Her cunt, the entire universe of forbidden words swirled in her mind, was a swollen mass of inflamed tissue. His cock rubbed the tender skin of her cunt walls slickly creating the most delicious friction.

"Oh God," She kept taking her Lord's name in vain. She couldn't help it. The enormous cock battering her pussy could only be attached to the loins of a god. The cock's deep battering of her cervix taught her that pleasure existed at a level never before dreamed. She couldn't stop her orgasm. It billowed through her body and emerged through her screams.

Dee watched the woman climax. It was a staggering sight, Kris's eyes blazed, her mouth opening as her scream built in volume, and Kris's mouth sucked on Dee Dee's tongue until Dee Dee feared it being ripped out.

A time display lit up on the side of the cylinder and started counting down sixty seconds. Al knew he was close, his balls tightened to begin the journey of his semen into his daughter's clasping cunt. Milt couldn't see the clock, but Kris's tight pussy had him on the verge. 

In the throes of her orgasm, Kris sensed Milt's cock expanding in her pussy. She twisted her head looking back at the god pounding her cunt. "Give me your semen, Milt. Fill my pussy with your hot cream."

Milt grinned at her, shoved deeper yet and flooded the depths of her cunt with his semen. His pulled her buttocks hard against him and groaned as he emptied his cock into his second pussy. 

Dee Dee's cry of "Cum in me Daddy" came seconds before the timer reached zero. Milt watched his father empty his cum into his wife. Kris marveled at the intensity of the father and daughter. She wondered if her father was up to a fucking like Al gave Dee Dee. Her father was a very virile man. She wondered if his cock as a big as Al's; no one was a big as the hard cock dripping its last jizz into her pussy.

The lights in the room brighten and the vibrations stopped. Dee Dee smiled, "Just like I remembered it." She kissed Kris again, their tongues less aggressive now. Each woman enjoyed their soft kiss. 

"I'm going to be so sore." Kris said.

Dee Dee caressed her hair, "Milt's cock can do that. You should try keeping both of these men satisfied."

"I hope to help. I've never been ... fucked like this." Kris panted. She held out her hand to Milt, and he helped her to her feet. She wobbled on her rubbery legs. "I need to get back to my route. They time us very closely. The office will wonder at my staying here for too long."

Milt helped her gather her clothes and get dressed. When she dropped to her knees at the back door she whimpered, "I want to suck your cock." 

"You can tomorrow. Stop by during lunch, and we can fuck then."

She wasn't happy at leaving her fucker, knowing that she had no love for him just a lust that only he could slake. She kissed him with a fire little used on her husband anymore. Then she was gone.

Milt walked back to the cylinder and found Al and Dee Dee in the office watching the security recording of the orgy.

"Milt, I'm sorry about Kris. I thought she was gone." Al apologized.

Dee Dee said, "I'm not, I could use some help around here, and she was pretty hot. I'd never kissed a woman like that before. I liked it."

Milt considered this. "I guess we can use her for a test subject. We won't tell her why she's having the reaction she is. We need to hide the cylinder though. And get cameras installed to record our experiments."




Our New In-Laws Ch. 09



Dee Dee nodded. "Yes, we need cameras from every angle." She opened her legs and touched her dripping pussy as she watched her and Kris kissing. "Yes Milt. Let's get lots and lots of cameras. Daddy, don't I look hot?"

Al left the office and made for the red button.