Date: Fri, 19 Dec 2014 11:23:22 -0600
From: Frank DePeri <frankdpr@gmail.com>
Subject: A Daughter's & Son-in Law's Story of Her Father's Special Love

      A Daughter's & Son-in Law's Story of Her Father's Special Love


This is mostly a work of fiction.

First....the daughter's story.


When I was 27 years old, and married for a year, my 57 year old father came
to stay for a week with us in our south Texas home.  He was on vacation
from his home in Florida, and he'd decided to drive all the way to our
rented house not far from San Antonio. He was a gray haired slender man of
5'10" tall, and about 165 lbs. He wore eye glasses, and was for the most
part in excellent health. I was 5'4" tall, and weighed 105 lbs. with dirty
blond shoulder length hair. I was quite slender, and my husband thought I
had fashion model proportions, aside from being too short for that
career. I was teaching high school, and I looked the part by wearing eye
glasses.

My father, Ernest, and I had always gotten along very well, and I was
closer too him than any of my three younger sisters, but he was never very
affectionate to any of us, but neither was he distant or cold. I always
felt that I wanted be closer to him, but I never knew how or if I really
needed to. He and my mother hadn't gotten along with each other for years,
and they slept in separate bedrooms at their home as long as I could
remember.

About 3 days into his visit with us I began to notice that my dad was
paying unusual attention to me compared with what I'd been used to in the
past.  He seemed to listen to me more closely, and make more eye contact
than I'd remembered his doing before.  He also was behaving more physical
towards me....touching my arm and shoulder, and giving me a hug and a kiss
on the cheek at bedtime. A few times he'd stroked or rubbed my back
casually while we talked and ate. I found that I liked that. It was
touching and tingling to me to be noticed that way, and it made me feel
good.

About the 4th day, just before bed, I told my dad "good night, daddy," and
he walked over to me and gave me a hug and then he kissed me right on the
lips as he held my face in his hands.  It was a very warm and moist kiss
that took me completely by surprise,and it caused me to open my mouth at
which time my father wetly inserted his tongue inside my mouth...not very
far, but far enough for me to feel the intimacy of the kiss. The kiss
lasted about 10 seconds, long enough for my dad's saliva to clearly enter
my mouth and for me to receive it and swallow it when we broke the
kiss. "Daddy!" I said, "that's not the kind of kiss for a father to give
his own daughter." He smiled and said, "oh, it's not?" "Good night, Mary,"
and walked over to the guest bedroom where he was sleeping.  I was totally
shocked and confused. At the same time I was oddly stimulated by the
intimacy of my father's act. When I went to bed with my husband I couldn't
get the experience out of my head, and I dared not tell my husband, Frank.

I inserted my diaphram for birth control so that Frank and I could have sex
safe from getting pregnant that night, and though the sex was good....frank
climaxed inside me noisily, and he gave me my orgasm orally, which I loved,
I couldn't stop thinking about daddy and what he'd done with me.  The kiss,
and the intimacy of his mouth on mine, and his spit in my mouth that I
swallowed....it all was so strangely stimulating, so that it helped me cum
as Frank licked me to climax. I'd gripped his head between my thighs as I
came, and I almost cried out "daddy."  I couldn't believe it.

It was summer, and Frank was teaching summer classes at the college. I was
off for the summer, so daddy and I were alone to visit the area and
sightsee.  Frank had left for work early in the morning the next day, and
daddy and I met to eat breakfast which I fixed him.  I was in a robe and
slippers, and he was in short PJs with a top, barefoot. While at the stove
my dad came up behind me and kissed me on the cheek, and then moved his
mouth to my neck and warmly kissed my neck in several places very
erotically. I turned and said "daddy, what are you doing?"  He smiled and
said "I'm giving my little girl some sugar."  He was looking down at me as
he took my face in both hands andbent down to kiss my lips just as he'd
done the night before.  I was frozen in place and just looked up at him
which allowed his lips to cover mine wetly and firmly.  He then pushed my
lips apart with his tongue, and I foundmyself letting him gain access to my
mouth. His tongue penetrated my mouth totally and probed exploringly all
over my teeth and cheeks. His kiss was so wet and deep.  I was surprised at
how much I was accepting his overture, and I began to respond by caressing
his tongue with mine.  It was strange and out of control of me to do such a
thing, but I was engaged in French kissing my dad!

The kiss ended after about 45 seconds, and I was out of breath from it. I
said "daddy, it's wrong to do this.  I'm your daughter."  He then embraced
me tightly and began to rub my back and he pulled my lower body in close to
his so that I could feel his erection against my stomach.  He next broke
the embrace, but he continued to stroke my chest. He unbuttoned my robe and
began to fondle my breasts.  I dropped my hands to my sides and just let
him have his way with me.  His hands felt so good and right on me.  He'd
made me!  I was part of him.  I was getting aroused by his touch, and I
could feel the tingle and wetness between my legs.  "Oh, daddy, no, no,
it's not right," I murmered.  He then dropped to his knees in front of me
and lifted up my robe and slip.  I was wearing panties, and he tugged at
them so that they fell to the floor. I instinctively stepped out of them,
and he then began kissing my thighs and stomach.  I felt him licking
through my pubic hair...his tongue, his fingers stroking, and I had no
power to resist.

"Honey, I want you," he said.  I love you, Mary. I want to know you this
way, to get close to you.  Don't you want that?"  "Oh, daddy, daddy, we
can't. It's wrong. Please stop," I said.  But it felt so good, and I was so
excited! I'd never been that excited even with my husband, Frank.  My
father then pressed his mouth into my pubic hair so that I could feel his
tongue licking my clit.  It was such a familiar exciting feeling, but this
time it wasn't Frank who was knowing me this way, it was my father,
Ernest. His hands held my buttocks as he ministered to my genitals with his
mouth.  I was so excited and near ready to climax. "No, no daddy, no," I
cried out.  But it was too late. I was now cumming. "Oh daddeeeyy,
daddeeeyy, I cried, it's happening, you're making me do it." Then, to my
amazement I heard a voice cry out "I love you, daddy. It's so good. It was
my own cry of reluctant joy as my orgasm washed over me and completely
overwhelming me.  My father clung to me with his hands and mouth as my
orgasm subsided.  I was totally spent and confused. I felt so different
towards my dad now. I both detested and loved him for what he'd justmade me
do. He broke the genital kiss he'd had on me and looking up said "I love
you very much, Mary. I feel so close to you now." I understood, because I
too felt close to my father in a new and special way now. I loved him as a
man and father, I thought. I even wanted to please him as he'd pleased
me. He hadn't climaxed, and he was still aroused and erect.  I could see
that.

Daddy arose and embraced me, and I tightly held him. "Let's go to the
bedroom," he whispered in my ear. "I need to have you totally, Mary. I want
to be inside you."  I was too taken with him to object.  I knew it was
wrong and sinful, but I was weak with love and desire to give my father
what he seemed to so badly want and need. I was not protected with a
diaphram for birth control, but while I realized it I didn't seem to
care. I now wanted my dad to enter me and enjoy the love I could give him
with my body. He was so needy, I thought, and I needed to please him.

The bed wasn't made, so we went onto it. I took off my robe and slip. I'd
already lost my panties in the kitchen, and my slippers too.  I was naked
before my own father.  he dropped his PJ shorts, and took off his top to
get naked like me.  He was aroused and erect...quite big, and I had both
dread and desire of what was to happen next. I found myself getting on the
bed and spreading my legs for my own father. He said "oh, honey, you're
beautiful, so beautiful." I called out to him..."daddy, put it in me,
please. I want you." Then, amazingly, I heard myself say "fill me up." My
father got onto the bed between my legs and mounted me in the most tender
and loving way I'd ever experienced.  Frank never was this touching when he
entered me, but my father was. It was like he was caring for and loving a
child of his, which he was. But it was his own flesh and blood, his girl,
and he was making love to her. He began kissing my breasts, face, eyes,
nose, mouth, ears, and licking me lovingly.  I then felt his penis on my
labia, and it wetly rubbed and caressed my vaginal lips.  He looked into my
eyes and said "I love you dearly, Mary. I'm going to prove it to you now."
He then gently and smoothly slid inside me, and I was totally out of
control. I so wanted my dad to cum inside me, and I knew that he could
impregnate me, his own daughter. I clung to him as he began slow gentle
thrusting in and out of my vagina.  I kissed his neck and mouth with
abandon, and we openly exchanged spit. I'd never felt this way before with
my husband, Frank. "Mary, Mary," he sighed, "I love you and I want to make
a baby with you.  Would you like that?" I didn't even hesitate..."yes, yes,
daddy, I want that too. Do it, cum in me."

After about 1 or 2 minutes of my daddy's loving it was happening for both
of us.  I couldn't wait to feel his climax, but mine was under way now and
I so wanted it.  "Daddy, daddy, it's happening, oh I love you, love you,
father.  I'm cumminnnngggg.' And I did. It was so strong and complete. I
heard daddy yell out "My angel, Mary, Mary, my sweet little girl.  Your
daddy love you. I'm having you. Ohhhhh, ohhhhh, aaarrrggghhh." He then
pushed deeply inside me and froze as his body spasmed with quick pulses as
he ejaculated inside me.

We lay there without moving for at least 5 minutes, and then my wonderful
dad rolled to the side and cuddled me while still inside me.  We kissed and
sighed.  I couldn't have been more happy to have a father like mine.  I
felt so close to him.....wanted, needed, and loved like never before by
anyone.

By the end of the day what happened had set into my mind.  I'd had full
sexual intercourse with my father!  We'd not used protection, and he'd
ejaculated inside my vagina!  Guilt began to plague me, and I had the urge
to tell my husband,Frank, what had happened between daddy and me. I had no
idea how he'd react to hearing that his wife had incestual sex with her
father.  He was going to ask questions and want detailed answers, that I
knew, and I didn't think I could lie to him by telling him I tried to fight
off my dad. But I also didn't want to admit to him that I actually enjoyed
it, and that I came with my dad, both from his mouth and from his being
inside me.  What's more, I was still turned on by my father.  Whenever I'd
see him or he touched me I'd get aroused.  I was even contemplating leaving
our bed in the middle of the night, and then going into dad's room to sleep
with him.

My father planned on staying with us for two weeks, and it was now 5 days
since he arrived. Last night I said nothingto Frank about sex with daddy.
We didn't have sex when we went to bed, and I had trouble sleeping as I
thought about my father alone in bed under our roof.  I was so tempted to
go to him and love him again, but I was afraid to. I was already worried
that he'd gotten me pregnant from yesterday.  We were crazy to have sex
like that, but it was so exciting! Knowing my dads sperm was inside me was
an indescribable feeling for me. I felt so connected, tied, and close to
him in a strange new way.

Morning came and Frank had early class again, so I got up with him and
fixed bacon & eggs for him.  Daddy was still asleep in his room, and I
didn't try to wake him.  Frank then left around 8am., and when he left the
knowledge of my being alone in the house with my father made me sexually
aroused.  I felt wet and swollen down there, and I just knew that if daddy
made any move to have me I'd be totally his.

About 15 minutes after Frank had gone daddy got up and headed for the
bathroom.  He looked at me and smiled as he passed me, and I said "good
morning."  He must have had to pee badly, for he went into the bathroom
quickly.  I heard him wash up, and when he emmerged from the bathroom he
had his pj top unbuttoned and open, and I could see a tenting in his pj
shorts.  I knew what might be next, and I both dreaded and welcomed it
eagerly at the same time.

"Come over here, honey," he said to me as he stood about 5 feet away in the
middle of the living room. "I want to give you a good morning kiss."  I was
in a bathrobe and wearing just my slip and panties, barefoot, with my hair
messed up from bed, and my eyes sleepy still, but my father looked into my
eyes, through my eyeglasses which I was wearing, and said "you're
beautiful, Mary. I can't tell you how sexy a woman you are.  I thought
about you all night. I wanted you to come to me. Did you think about that?"
I was touched and felt weak for him when he said that, and I said "yes, I
was tempted. But I know this is all wrong." He opened his arms and said
"come to me, sweetheart."  I was now done for. I was all his, I felt, and I
rushed into his arms and let him embrace me and closely hug me so that I
felt the heat of his masculine body and his stiff erection against my
stomach. Then he lifted my chin up to look him in the eyes, and he gently
kissed my lips while opening his mouth.  I couldn't resist sticking my
tongue out and into his mouth. My father's mouth was warm and wet, and I
felt his saliva drop onto my tongue, and I quickly backed away and
swallowed it.

"oh, daddy," I murmered. "This is wrong, so wrong. You're my father!"  He
next embraced me and began to kiss my neck and face.  His kisses were all
over my face, eyes, nose, mouth, ears.....I was so excited and weak from
his loving. I now felt that I'd do anything for him....anything that he'd
ask of me.  Then he said, "would you get down on your knees, honey?" I
didn't even hesitate as I said "yes, daddy." I knew what he wanted, and I
was only too eager to oblige him. His penis was longer than Frank's, but
thinner, and circumsized like Frank's was.  I kissed it, caressed it, and
then I took it into my mouth and felt my father's heartbeat through it as
it throbbed in my mouth so hard and alive. I backed away from it and asked
him "do you want to cum in my mouth, daddy?" He smiled and gently stroked
my head and hair and said "yes, sweetie.  Would you do that for me?"  I
said "oh yes, yes." I'd done it for Frank many times, but this time it was
different.  It was so special, and, I thought, even sacred. I was going to
take and swallow my own father's semen!!  I truly wanted it...to taste it
and drink it. I thought it was one of the most intimate things a daughter
could do for her dad, aside from having unprotected sex with him, as I
already had done.

I was looking up at my father, and we kept eye contact all the while as I
used my mouth to make him ejaculate.  His blue eyes looking deeply into my
blue eyes, and his fatherly hands stroking my head and hair as he began to
breath harder and tremble from my love. "Oh, Mary, my Mary," he
sighed. "You're such a lovely woman, my little girl, and I love you very
much, very much.  Oh, honey, It's happening, ohhhhh, ohhhhhh,
aaarrrgggghhh."  He was now so big and swollen in my mouth, and he began to
shiver and tremble as he rubbed my head faster and faster. He then jerked
and I felt the warm liquid semen he gave up to me spurt after spurt. I
squeezed his penis tightly, and stroked it as he emptied his seed into my
mouth. I swallowed as he spurted, and I felt so loved and needed by him. I
felt honored and privileged to be having my father want and have my love in
this special and sacred, I thought, way, and I was happy to give it to him.

After I'd swallowed and squeezed his penis so that all of his semen was out
of him and swallowed by me, I rose to my knees to be lovingly embraced and
kissed tenderly by my daddy. I so loved him. "I love you, daddy, I really
do, like I love no other," I said.  He answered "I know, Mary. I feel the
same way about you. I'm in love with a wonderful beautiful young woman now,
and she's my own daughter. You've made me very happy and feeling so alive"

How could I keep this from my husband, Frank?  I was so taken sexually with
my father that he was sure to notice us when we looked at each other, or if
we touched and I reacted as I knew I would to my father's touch now that
we'd become lovers. I decided that I would have to tell him about what we'd
done.

When Frank got home, after supper, and when my dad was in his room getting
ready for bed, I said to my husband "me and Daddy got intimate yesterday
and today.  I'm sorry, I really am, but I couldn't help it. He started to
kiss me, touch me, and things just went from there.  It got out of
control."  My husband seemed stunned, and he, in a low voice said "what?"
Are yout telling me that you and your dad had sex?"  I answered "yes, we
did."  "What did you do," he asked. "Did he get inside you?" I answered
"yes, he did."  He asked "Did he cum in you?"  I told him "yes, he did."
"What else did you do," he asked. "I used my mouth on him, too. and yes, he
came in my mouth. I swallowed his sperm."  "Wow!" he said.  He next asked
"did you cum for him?" I said "yes, I did."  "How, by what ways did he make
you cum?" I told him "first with his mouth on me, and the next time when he
was inside me."  "Was it good?  Did you enjoy it?"  I couldn't look Frank
in the eye, but I told him "yes, I did.  I'm sorry." "Did you use birth
control, Mary?" "No, we didn't." "Oh God," he said. "Do you want him again?
I answered "yes, I do. I can't help it. I love him like that now. He
excites me so much I can't resist him."

Frank then came over to the couch I was on, knelt before my knees, put a
hand on each one, and then spread my legs apart. "You're very sexy and
beautiful, Mary.  Your father really hit a home run when he got inside your
pants." He then grabbed my panties and slid them down and off, after which
he pressed his mouth to my genitals and began to lick and suck on me. He
looked up and asked "have you showered since he did you?'  "Yes," I
answered. "Too bad," he said. "I would love totaste your father's semen." I
then said "are you serious."  He answered "yes, I am." "Wow, that's so
exciting, and I'd love to see that," I said. The thought of Frank doing
something with my father really turned me on. Then Frank blew me away when
he said "Ask your dad if he'd like me to join you both the next time you
have sex."  I couldn't believe that I was hearing right.  "I will," I said,
tonight. I'm going to go to his room right now and see if he's interested
in me for playing with him now, and I'll ask him."  "Great," Frank said.

I then went into daddy's room.  He was on the bed totally nude.  The sight
startled me. His body wasn't anything like Frank's. He was a old man, but I
thought he was so very sexy....masculine, wise, experienced, and I knew
passionate. He was my own father who'd made me.  He'd changed my diapers,
cuddled me, helped my mother care for me, but now he'd become my lover
too. I sat on the bed by him, and I couldn't take my eyes off his erection.
I was wet with the thought of it being inside me going off, as I knew it
would anytime he entered me. I felt so powerful and sexy that I excited my
father so much.

I still needed to tell him about what Frank had suggested just a few
minutes earlier, so I began. "Frank knows about us, daddy," I said.  He
suddenly tensed up and asked "You told him?"  I said that I had, and that
he was ok with it and even excited that I was so desirable to my own
father. "Well, you are certainly that," he said.  I then continued, "Daddy,
he wants to join us when we make love."  Daddy looked up and said "Well
I'll be dammed."  I then told him that Frank wanted to be intimate with him
when we do it.....wants to do things that are different.  My dad said
"You're exciting me even more now."  I could see his erect penis dripping
at the tip. I so wanted to lick it, and I bent over it and began to lick
the head like it was a lollipop. Ernest, my dad, said "Oh, Mary,
Mary. You're so wonderful, so good to me. Get on me, honey. I need you." I
quickly, with robe still on and no panties, mounted my daddy and accepted
him quickly and deeply inside me. He sighed, and we kissed as I moved up
and down slowly, and between kisses we gazed into each other's eyes. I saw
both love and lust in my dad's eyes. Then I felt him tremble and squirm.
He cried out"Mary, my dear little girl.  You're making me do it, honey. I'm
going to shoot off." I said "do it daddy, do it.  I love you.  I need it.
He said "I love you very much, Mary.  I'm doing it now. Oh, God, my
God. Aaaaahhhhrrrgggghhh, Oooohhhhhhh, honey, honey."  We was ejaculating,
and I was in heaven. I could feel his passion and proof of my father's love
and desire for me spraying my vaginal walls. I then began to climax. I was
his....all of me belonged to my father....body and soul. I cried out
"daddy, daddy, my love. I'm yours, all yours." Then pressed my open mouth
over his and we wetly and deeply exchanged spit amidst moans of
uncontrolled pleasure and joy.

After a few minutes of kissing, hugging, and just basking in our intimate
connection, I got off my dear father, and I said "Thank you daddy."  He
said "No, thank you, sweetheart. I hope I get you pregnant, honey."  "I do
too, daddy," I said. Don't forget what Frank asked. Maybe tomorrow we
could, you know, join up?  He smiled and said, "Yes, I think so."  I then
left him to sleep, and I went back to my husband who was by now in bed.

He was in bed but awake. I said "Daddy and I made love, had sex, and we
both climaxed. His sperm is inside me.  Do you want to see?"  He said "Oh
God yes.  I want to taste it, drink it, if I can."  I quickly lay on the
bed and spread my legs. Some semen had already begun to leak, and Frank
quickly went down between my thighs and began to hungrily lick and slurp
it. He said "Push, Mary."  I did, and I could feel it running out as Frank
eagerly sucked from my vaginal slit. He looked up to show me that he was
swallowing my father's semen, and it so excited me. Frank excitedly said "I
want to give your dad oral sex.  Do you think that he'd let me?  I'm so
excited now.  I'd even let him penetrate me anally and cum in me that way.
Do you think he'd do it? Would that be exciting to you?"  It was...just the
thought of it. I said "Yes, it's very exciting to me.  I'd love to see you
and daddy having sex....any kind of sex."  Frank was so turned on, so I
said "Do it to me, Frank. Put it inside me and shoot."Frank quickly mounted
me and after three or four thrusts he moaned and fell into my arms as I
wrapped my legs tightly aroundhis waist to comfort him with my body. "Oh
Mary, Mary," he sighed. "You're so sexy, beautiful, and I love you more now
thanever. Do you know that you could have a baby now from either Ernest or
me?" The thought struck me that it was true. I could bepregnant now by one
of the two men in my life.

The next morning, after Frank had gone off to work, I was in the bathroom
after having showered when daddy knocked on the door and asked to come in.
I had a towel wrapped around me, and I told him that the door was unlocked
and that he could enter.  He then came in, in his short pjs and said he had
to pee.  I saw that he had an erection, and it really turned me on, so I
told him to go ahead and that I wanted to stay and watch.  He smiled, stood
in front of the toilet bowl, dropped his short pj bottom and let out his
stream of urine while I watched.  When he finished and began to shake his
penis, I no longer could resist the urge to take it in my hand and squeeze
and shake it for him, so I did it.  He sighed and let me. His penis began
to get big and stiff again, and without hesitation I dropped to my knees
and began to lick the damp head of his penis, and then I took it into my
mouth and sucked on it so that I tasted some of his pee that leaked out.
It was so exciting to do something so kinky and intimate for my own father!
I wanted to do anything and everything with him.

He said "Mary, you keep doing that and I'm going to do it inside your
mouth."  I then realized that I really wanted that. Having my dad pleasured
like that and swallowing his sperm seemed so natural and loving a thing for
a daughter to do for her father. I then started to kiss his stomach,
thighs, knees, as I knelt before my aging father who seemed to need me so
much, and who truly appreciated my love for him.  He then took both my
hands in his, lifted me up to stand before him, and hugged me close and
tight. "I want to do it inside you again, Mary," he sighed into my ear. "I
love you so much! You're so beautiful I can't get enough of you, honey."
With that he began to kiss my face, mouth, and deeply probed my mouth with
his tongue so that I was totally weakened by his passion. His kisses were
so wet and his tongue so deep inside my mouth! I was swallowing his spit!
My towel had long dropped away, and as we embraced he lifted me so that my
legs were spread an wound around him, and in just a few moments his wet
penis was sliding inside my vagina deeply and with deliberate need.  "Oh,
daddy, daddy," I cried out to him. "I love you."  He was breathing hard and
thrusting as I bounced up and down along his body, and then I felt his body
stiffen and stop moving as he gripped me ever so tight and cried out "oh,
Mary, Mary. you're so good, so good, I'm cumming, honey, cumming. I love
you very much, very much."  I felt so needed and loved by my father. I
wanted togive myself totally to him, and the immensity of what he was doing
inside me then made me rush to climax so that I was totally breathless.
"Daddy, daddy, oh daddy, what are you doing to me?  I'm cumming too, oh
God, oh God."  I'd never felt anything so good having sex ever before. I
tingled and trembled from head to toe tips, and I tightly clung to my
father with my arms and legs gripping him ever tightly. My father kept me
tied to him and walked me to my bed, and while still inside me lay be down
and stayed mounted on me as we kissed and basked in our afterglow of
pleasure. I was being inseminated deeply by him as he lay on me draining
into my uterus. No birth control, just my dad's sperm cells and the warm
fluid from his testicles filling me up. It was wonderful! I felt totally at
one with him. I thought of us making and giving him a baby!

But Frank continued to bring up his desire to have sex with dad, and he
said that he was going to do so as soon as an and opportunity presented
itself. Frank was as "straight" as could be behavior-wise. As far as I
knew, up to now, he'd never thought of having sex with a man, much less
with his own father-in-law. Then, a few days later Frank revealed to me
what was the most erotic and surprising thing I'd heard of.  It was about
he and daddy. It seems that a couple of days after my last encounter with
daddy, Frank found himself aroused by daddy walking around in his pajamas
in the morning, with his slender elderly legs and wispy old man body. Daddy
had a habit of sitting and crossing his legs, just like a woman would, even
though he was a very masculine man.  Frank told me that he truly wanted to
experience the intimacy of oral sex with him. He wanted to give him a
blow-job and make him cum inside his mouth so that he could swallow his
semen. Just thinking those thoughts made Frank's penis drip pre-cum. And
the more he thought of intimacy with my old father, the more he realized
that he'd probably go even farther.....maybe give his body to him to be
enjoyed anally. Frank told me that just thinking that my father might be
cumming inside his ass really made him tingle with lust. Whenever he saw
him sitting on the couch, or walking to the bathroom, he said that he got
hard thinking about making it with him....sucking or fucking with
him...mainly being his bottom or daugher like me. He said that daddy made
me feel so very femme when he was around him. All of that really excited
me. Daddy could own both of us and know us so especially intimately. I got
wet thinking about it.

Finally Frank's opportunity for exploring the possibility of intimacy with
my dad, Ernest, arose. While I was out and he and daddy were in the living
room watching TV one mid-morning daddy was wearing pajama shorts!  Frank
told me that daddy's elderly blemished slender legs just drove him crazy
with lust.  He said that father's boney knees just turned him on like
crazy, and when he crossed them he just got instantly hard.  He wanted to
kneel in front of daddy and begin to caress, kiss, and lick his legs and
thighs, just like he often did to me.  It was so crazy, he said, that he
was feeling such amazingly strong sexual desire for a man. He wanted to
pleasure him in every way possbile....with his hands, lips, tongue, mouth,
and ass, he said, if daddy wanted to take him that way....like a
woman...his woman, a woman like me, his daughter.


Next.....the son-in-law's story.


As Frank related to me, and I'm quoting him best I can from here on, "I
moved over to the large sofa and sat next to him. I then started to chat
with him about his being separated from his wife while visiting us. As we
talked about it he revealed that he'd been very lonely, and that he'd
missed the physical comfort of a woman, which is why hed'd found Mary, my
wife and his daugter, so irresistable.  I told him that I knew about him
and Mary.  He said he knew that.  Mary had told him He told me that he
loved a good warm body in bed with him, and that he really enjoyed kissing
a woman's wet lips....he loved very wet kissing. I told him that Mary had
told me about how he kisses so intimately.  Upon my hearing this about him,
I started to become aroused for him even more. He was sort of squirming on
the couch as we talked.....moving his head about like he had stiffness or a
crick in his neck, so I asked him if he needed a neck or back rub to feel
better. He looked at me quizzically for a moment, and than asked "you mean
you'll give me a massage?"  "Yes," I said.  And then he said "okay, go
ahead. Mary told me about your interest in me. I sure can use it."  I next
told him to lay down on the couch on his stomach, which he promptly did.  I
then began to rub his neck and back. As Itouched him he seemed to stiffen,
at first, but then he relaxed and moaned quietly. I did his back, his neck,
and then moved to the backs of his legs down to his bare feet.  His pajama
shorts came high above his knees, so I got to rub his thighs very high up.
His pajama top was loose, and I slid my hands underneath the cloth to rub
his bare back.  He sighed and seemed to like it a great deal. I next had
him lay on his back, and as he turned over I saw that he had a huge
erection!  Wow....I got really excited uponseeing it, and he turned red
when he realized how obvious it all was.  I appeared not to notice and
continued to massage him by rubbing the front of his thighs, his knees, his
lower legs, and then his feet.  His erection was now really tenting his
pajamas, and he looked away....avoiding all eye contact....as I continued
to pleasure his body with my touch.

Then without any warning from me, while he was looking away, I grasped his
penis through his pajamas. He gave out a gasp, and he turned toward me
making eye-contact. "My God, what are you doing, Frank,?" he asked.  I said
"just relax Ernest. I want to give you some comfort....the comfort you've
been missing.  Please let me do this for you." He then said nothing but
just kept looking into my eyes while I grasped his cock and began to fondle
and manipulate it through his pajama shorts. I then unsnapped the fly and
released his 7" cut penis....  hard and dripping precum from its slit. I
grasped it and stroked it gently. It was so exciting to be doing this to
this wonderful old man...this sexy gentleman old enough to be my father. I
did so want to please him, and as I stroked his penis I could no longer
resist the urge to take him into my mouth.....which I did.  As I inserted
him into my mouth he sighed "aahhhh, oh my God, Frank, my God." and I began
to use my lips and tongue, bobbing my head up and down on his swollen
manhood, tasting his precum, and feeling his passion pulsing with his
heartbeat inside my mouth. It was so thrilling to me knowing this man so
intimately, and so specially. I was feeling such love and passion for him
that I could scarcely believe it. I'm sure that I felt just as Mary had
when she'd serviced and become one with her daddy.  Now I was becoming one
with him as well.

As I worked him I became more and more excited. I then began a frenzy of
licking and kissing his genital area.  He was now breathing hard and
raggedly. He said "Frank, my God, Frank. What's happening? What are you
doing to me?" I looked down at him and said "I'm loving you, Ernest. I love
you. I want to make you feel good. I want to comfort you like Mary has" and
I continued to minister to his manhood. I next began to lick the slit of
his penis again. It was wet and oozing copius amounts of preseminal
fluid. I tasted it. I sipped it. I sucked it out of his cock! I loved
it. It was warm and had a silky slippery texture to it. I swallowed it
down.  I was making this old man a part of me.  Wow, the intimacy of it
all! I continued, but next I inserted his penis more deeply into my
mouth. It was so wonderful...throbbing, silky hard, wet, alive in my
mouth...my father-in-laws penis! He began to squirm on the couch, and his
legs were moving erratically.  I massaged and caressed them, and I then
began to suck hard on his penis while I bobbed my head up and down. With
one free hand I worked his testicles with loving massage. I was totally
into pleasuring this wonderful old man.

After about 3 or 4 minutes had gone by, Ernest was totally under my
control. He was mine to lead to exquisite pleasure...to orgasm and
ejaculation. I then realized that's what I wanted...no, that's what I
needed. I needed my father-in-law to cum in my mouth. I wanted to swallow
this old man's seed. I was craving his semen...  his sperm....the sperm
that had made my wife some 27 years ago.  I began to get rougher with his
lower body.  I hugged and squeezed his legs and thighs as I worked his cock
with my mouth. But Ernest was in another world.  His eyes were tightly
shut. His breathing was loud, deep, noisy. His face was flushed. He was
grunting and moaning all at the same time. He was nearing his climax.

Then it began to happen. I felt his legs and lower body tense up. His skin
got tight and started to raise goosebumps. He began to tremble, just as the
head of his cock got ever so large. He then let out a yell, "Frank, Frank,
ohhhhh, ohhhhhh, God, my God, aaaahhhhhh, aaaarrrggghhhh, aaaahhhhhh," as
he spurted gobs of thick, sticky, hot, seminal fluid. It sprayed my tongue,
my teeth, my palate, my lips, my throat...everywhere in my mouth. It was
the most thrilling sexual experience of my life to that point! I felt such
a love for this old man. I was drinking his semen, and I loved it! I loved
him, too. I squeezed his pulsing cock and milked every drop from his
cockand testicles. He was giving it all up to me. There must have been 6 or
more spurts ......saved up cum, but for only a day or so.  I was the lucky
one to receive it...his gift to me. It was an off-milky white color...some
yellow in it....very sexy. I swallowed every drop of my 57 year old
father-in-law's semen. Upon contemplation, the intimacy of having a man
ejaculate in my mouth, and then swallowing it is without any doubt to me
among the most sexually moving experiences of my life.

After he was done, I licked his cock clean, suckled on it some like it was
my pacifier, and then I removed it from my mouth and told my father-in-law
thanks. "Ernest, I love you," I told him. "You're the closest man to me
there is. We're one, Ernest." He sighed, smiled, and nodded a yes. His cock
was now soft, and I think he loved me in that special way now. I know I
loved him that way, too. I wanted more with this man. I needed to give
myself to him anally. The next time, I wanted him to cum in my ass. This
was the beginning of what I hoped was going to be much more. I knew how
horny he was. He'd enjoyed my wife, his daughter several times already.
Now both Mary and myself knew Ernest in the most physically intimate way
one could know another. It was such an incredible bond we now all shared!!

Throughout the day, after our wonderful encounter, we now considered one
another in a totally different way.  A special intimate....even a sacred
bond..... had been created between me and my father-in-law. When we talked
and made eye-contact, it was now a totally different thing with us.....we
had come to know one another in a passionate physical way.....his sexual
climax and release of semen into me, his son-in-law's, mouth! In my mouth!
I'd swallowed....drunk....my wife's father's sperm!  Wow!  I felt that he'd
become a part of me, and I loved that feeling.  I was now crazy with
lust....the thought of another sexual connection in my life was so very
arousing and intoxicating. I wanted to tell Mary, his daughter, about it as
soon as I could.  And as I entertained those thoughts, I began to muse
about what it was going to be like to have her join us....to especially
have sexual relations with her dad and me at the same time.  Wow.....that
really got me horny!  The more I thought about it the more I felt it would
become a reality. I'd already made it with her dad once .....and more might
happen in the future, and I've been making it with her for 2 years, so why
should it not be possible to have her dad make it with her in my presence.


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