Thursday 20 February 2020

My Father-In-Law's Big Cock

I care for my injured father-in-law and jack off his huge cock while he sucks milk from my tits.

My name is Michele, and my husband Ed and I were twenty-five years old at the time of this story. We met at Penn State where Ed got a degree in Business Administration and I majored in Biology. His plan from the start was to get a business degree so he could help his father manage and expand the family lumber and building supplies business in a small town not too far from Philadelphia. I planned to work in veterinary medicine and had a good job as a vet technician until the birth of our daughter Alexis nine months ago.
Ed’s mother, Mary, and father, Mark, were married at a young age and Ed was born when they were only twenty years old. Mary had been able to earn an associate degree at a local community college, but Mark focused all his efforts on starting and building the business. It was very difficult to compete with the national-chain building supply stores, so Mary got a job sales job with a medical supplies distributor to help make ends meet. She was well-suited for the sales job with her good looks and quick wit, but the down side was that it required almost constant travel in the Pennsylvania market, and she still traveled five days per week.
We live in a small town and the residential areas are limited, so we ended up getting a modest home only two blocks from Ed’s parents. I planned on going back to work after Alexis was one year old and we could send her to day care, but for the time being I stayed home to raise her and tried to do my part to frugally manage our expenses.


I had stopped taking my birth control pills and we were hoping to have another child, so my plans to go back to work might have been for naught. We spent a lot of time with Mary and Mark at cook outs and family gatherings, and they encouraged me to call them Mom and Dad instead of using their first names.
Dad is ruggedly handsome, and Ed looks a lot like him. They are both six feet one inch tall and about 185 pounds, but Dad is more solid and muscular from his many years in the business handling lumber and other supplies. One thing I found a little unusual was that he would openly flirt with me, and Ed and Mom just thought it was cute that he paid me so much attention.
He would often call me Baby or Honey instead of Michele. I have to admit that I am very pretty with shoulder-length, dirty-blonde hair and blue eyes. I'm five feet five inches tall and weighed about one hundred and fifteen pounds after getting back in shape after Alexis was born. But the things that really get Dad’s attention are my large and perfectly shaped breasts.
I'm normally a full and round D-cup, but since I was nursing Alexis I was then a DD-cup. Since I usually wear t-shirts with no bra, my big tits look like ripe melons as they sway and jiggle in my top, with my areoles and nipples on display. Dad not only flirts with me in front of Mom and Ed, but sometimes when we have a moment alone in the kitchen or somewhere, he's always telling me how fantastic I look and how lucky Ed is to have a hot looking wife like me.
He also frequently mentions my big and full tits and how gorgeous they are. I only found out later that he showed me so much attention because Mom was not only gone most of the time on business but had lost interest in sex. Dad was only getting pussy about once a month, and he was much too young and virile a man to be happy with that.
Things had been going very well with the business, and with Ed’s technical business knowledge they were able to get some loans to expand some of the product lines. But then tragedy struck when the hydraulic system on one of the forklifts malfunctioned, and Dad’s lower forearms, wrists and hands were pinned under a pallet of cement bags that had collapsed on him. Ed was finally able to get another forklift to lift the pallet off his Dad, but by then the damage was done. Both of Dad’s forearms, wrists and many of his fingers were broken.
After three weeks in the hospital and four surgeries, he was finally sent home on a Monday with casts on both arms, from his shoulders and down covering both hands. Mark needed a significant amount of home care, but since the company’s insurance was not very good, it would be very expensive for them. Ed really couldn’t help since he was managing the store on his own, and Mary still needed to travel to keep her income coming in during that difficult time. So, it was agreed that I would care for him and stay over at their home with Alexis and Dad during the week when Mom was out of town, and Ed would stay with me in the guest room at night after work.
Without the use of his arms and hands, I needed to do just about everything for Dad, including feeding him. But at least he would be able to walk to the bathroom with some assistance from me. He was still very weak from the surgeries and being in bed so long. But it hadn’t dawned on me until we got him home that first day that I would also need to help him in the bathroom and wash him in bed. Ed helped me get Dad home and into bed, and by then it was almost lunch time. I cooked him a simple meal of macaroni and cheese and fed him in bed. Then I went to breast feed Alexis and put her down for a nap, before returning to Dad’s bedside.
We talked for a while and then he said, “You know that I missed my afternoon bath since we left the hospital this morning, so I would sure appreciate your help in getting me cleaned up.”
I answered, “Dad, I’ve never helped anyone like this before and it's all a little embarrassing for me. You’ll need to guide me through it.”
He smiled at me and said, “Well, it’s the first time for me too, but I’m sure we’ll get through it just fine together. Just get a pan of warm water, soap, washcloth and towel and we’ll get started.”
I got all the necessary items and we started by me taking off his pajama top. I washed his face and neck and then he leaned forward as I washed and rinsed his back and underarms. He leaned back while I washed his chest and stomach. After that I pulled back the covers and carefully pulled down his pajama bottoms and washed the front and back of his legs up to mid-thigh.
He was staring at my breasts moving in front of him the whole time and didn’t seem nearly as nervous as I was. I did glance down and saw the large lumps of his cock and balls in his tight, white underwear, and was amazed at the size of them. I had assumed that he would have a small, four-inch dick and small balls like Ed’s, but Dad's cock is considerably bigger and it was still soft.
I was too shy to remove his underwear and wash his crotch area and ass, and I started to pick up the pan, washcloth and towel and leave his bedside. Dad could undoubtedly see the fear and reluctance in my eyes.
He smiled and said, “Wait a minute, Michele. I know that it is embarrassing for us, but I also need you to wash my crotch and ass. We’re going to have to go through this for at least six weeks, so we might as well get used to it. You can close your eyes while you’re washing me if you want to, but I do need to be cleaned down there.”
I knew that he was right, and I rinsed out the washcloth, applied more soap to it, and got ready to wash him. Then I said, “Okay, Dad, I’ll wash you down there, but this is very uncomfortable for me. And I won’t be able to close my eyes because I need to see what I’m doing. So just lift up your hips so I can lower your underwear and we can get started.”
Dad had a little smile on his face as I reached down to the waist band of his underwear and started pulling them down. I got some resistance as I reached the base of his thick cock, and I had to lift the front of his underwear over the lump to continue pulling them down. Then his cock came into view and I was again astounded at the size of it.
His cock was still soft but had to be at least seven inches long and as thick as a summer sausage, and he has a thick foreskin and prominent veins running all over the surface of it behind his big cock head. Ed’s cock is circumcised, so that was the first uncut cock I had seen. Then his big balls came into view, and they are the size of eggs and hung down onto the bed in his hairy scrotum.
Dad was studying my face to see what kind of reaction I would have to seeing his genitalia for the first time, and I tried to hide my surprise and ignore the tingling feeling in my pussy. I moved the washcloth onto his cock and started washing him, and when I moved my hand farther down to wash off his balls, I felt the weight of his cock as it flopped across my hand. It was so strange feeling those big balls in my hand after being used to Ed’s little ones.
Just when I thought I was finished washing his genitals, Dad said, “I hate to ask you to do even more, Baby, but you need to pull back my foreskin and wash the head of my cock too. It can get pretty nasty if it’s not cleaned every day.”
I gripped his cock in one hand, pulling back his thick foreskin as I gently cleaned the head with the washcloth. I was getting turned on feeling the weight and texture of his cock in my hand, and seeing the moist, thick head poke out of the foreskin was also arousing to me. I know that my face must have appeared flushed and red to him, but I just tried to finish up as quickly as I could. Then he rolled onto his side while I washed his ass, and his big balls were hanging down over the back of his thigh.
That completed his bath and as I started to leave with the pan of water and other items Dad said, “Michele, you seem a little flustered. Please tell me what’s on your mind.”
I then said, “That was a pretty intimate thing to wash you down there like that, and I have to admit that I was surprised by the size of your genitals. Ed is nowhere near that large, so I just wasn’t expecting it. But I guess now it will get easier since we’re past the first time.”
Then Dad said, “I could never understand how Ed got the short end of the stick in that department, but I guess it takes more than genetics to determine those things. I also think it will get easier but remember that you will still need to help me in the bathroom both while I urinate and when I have bowel movements. And sorry, Honey, but I need to use the bathroom right now. I’ll need your help getting in there, and you’ll also have to help me pee.”
I helped him into the bathroom and lowered his pajama bottoms for him. We had decided to just leave his underwear off, so it would be easier to wash him and help him in the bathroom. Then Dad said, “Just hold it for me and aim me at the toilet so I don’t make a mess in here.”
After having bathed him, I was a little less shy at touching his cock, so I stood at his right side and a little bit behind him and gripped and aimed his cock with my right hand. Heaven help me, but I still enjoyed feeling the thickness and weight of his cock in my hand, and the vibrations from his heavy flow of piss also felt good. When he was finished pissing I shook the remaining drops of pee from his foreskin and pulled his pajama bottoms back up, and then helped him back into bed.
As early evening approached, I fixed Dad dinner and fed it to him, so I would be available to feed Ed when he got home. I was struggling with the feelings that I got seeing and touching Dad’s cock and balls and decided to be honest with Ed about it.
When he got home, and we were eating dinner I said, “When it was first decided that I would take care of Dad during the week, it hadn’t dawned on me just how personal and intimate my help would be. Today I gave him a bath in bed and also held his cock when he pissed. You may not know this, but your Dad has a big cock and balls, and I have to admit getting a little turned on at seeing and handling him like that."
"I don’t think it's right for me to feel that way, and it makes me uncomfortable. Please don’t be angry with me, Ed, but I just felt like you needed to know about it, and maybe decide that I shouldn’t be helping him like this. The other thing is that he continues to openly stare at my tits when I’m around him.”
Ed thought about it for a few moments and then said, “I know that Dad has a big cock, and I think it’s pretty natural for women, even his daughter-in-law, to be aroused seeing and feeling it. But I don’t know how else we can financially give Dad the care he needs unless you continue doing it for him and us. And besides, this is only the first day, and I’m confident that you’ll get more comfortable with all of this as the days pass."
"You probably won’t continue to be turned on by him once you’re more used to it. And besides, Dad has been very depressed since the accident, and I’m sure that having a beautiful and sexy woman like you to look at and helping him and touching him is allowing him to cope mentally with everything.
I could hardly believe what I was hearing. It almost seemed like Ed was endorsing me touching his Dad’s genitals and having his Dad stare at my big tits. He didn’t seem to understand how arousing his Dad’s big cock was to me, or else he just wasn’t concerned about it. I decided that I had done my part by bringing it up, and would just continue helping Dad and see how it went in the coming days.
The rest of the week went pretty much like the first day, and Ed was right in that I was getting used to seeing and feeling Dad’s cock and balls. But what he didn’t know was that it aroused me even more touching him and I noticed something else. Slowly but surely over the course of the week Dad was asking me to more thoroughly wash his crotch. I even noticed that he was starting to slowly swivel his hips, ever so slightly, so that when I was holding his cock and cleaning the head and foreskin, his dick was moving back and forth in my hand.
By Friday, I even felt his cock throb and start to harden. In addition, he was complimenting me on my tits continually and even pushed his face against them a few times when I was leaning over him to wash him. All of that was making my pussy wet, but I was still happy when Friday arrived, and Mary came back home.
Mary took care of Mark over the weekend, and Alexis and I went back over on Monday morning, just as Mary was leaving to be out of town all week again. She thanked me for taking such good care of Mark and then I began my routine all over again. After lunch, it was time to wash Dad again, and everything was proceeding normally until I pulled down his pajama bottoms and started to wash his cock and balls.
Dad looked at me with sad eyes and said, “Please don’t be upset with me, Baby, but I have a big favor to ask of you. You probably don’t know this, but Mary lost pretty much all interest in sex with me about a year ago, and I've had to take matters into my own hands ever since, if you know what I mean. It just so happens that I have a very high sex drive, and before the accident I was in the habit of relieving myself at least once a day, and sometimes more."
"I know that’s a lot for a man my age, but that‘s the way it is with me. And seeing your beautiful and full breasts every day and knowing that you're lactating makes me need to do this even more. Would you do me a big favor and help me out when you're washing my penis today? I know that you have gotten more comfortable with my nudity and holding my penis when I pee, and I would really appreciate it if you would help me out.”
I was both shocked and turned on by Dad’s request and I wanted to be sure that I heard him correctly. So, I asked, “Dad, are you asking what I think you’re asking? Do you want me to stroke your cock until you cum?
Then he said, “Oh my yes, please Michele, help your old father-in-law out. Would you?”
I thought about it for a few moments, and then remembered that Ed didn’t seem all that concerned about me touching his Dad’s cock, and I realized that I wanted to see how big it was when it was hard. So I said, “Okay, Dad, I’ll do it for you today as a special treat, but I’m not so sure it will be a good idea to do it more than this time. I've never jacked off an uncut cock before. Will I need to get some lubrication of some kind?”
Dad got the biggest smile on his face, and kind of pushed his hips up to meet my hand as I gripped his cock. Then he said, “You’ll soon notice that this conversation has already made me leak plenty of precum under my foreskin, and that should be sufficient lubrication. If not, then a little of your saliva will do the trick. Thank you so much for doing this for me, Baby!”
I started stroking his thick cock, and it began to harden almost immediately. The sensation of his precum-soaked foreskin sliding over his cock shaft and head felt good in my hand, and within only a dozen or so strokes, it had reached its full hardness. I’m guessing that his cock is between nine and ten inches long and so thick that my fingers couldn't touch while gripping him.
It was mesmerizing watching that slick cock head disappear and reappear as I moved the foreskin back and forth, and hearing his natural fluids squishing. I really liked the gnarly feeling of his prominent veins in my hand. He was also producing even more precum, and it was running down my hand as I continued to stroke him.
I was standing next to the head of the bed on his left side and reaching over with my left hand to jack his cock. That is a portable hospital bed and the head was elevated, so my breasts were just about at the same level as his face. As I continued stroking Dad’s big cock, he started breathing heavily, so I knew that he must be close to ejaculating. I aimed his cock up towards his belly and chest and increased the speed of my strokes.
Just as his cock began to pulse and throb and I felt his first spurt of cum flow through his cock, he quickly swung his head to the side of the bed and sucked my shirt-covered right nipple into his mouth and began sucking it.
It was so exciting watching his large volume of semen shoot onto his stomach and chest and feeling it pulse, that at first, I didn’t realize that he was sucking my breast. But then after six or seven strong pulses of cum and the flow started to subside, I felt him sucking my areola and nipple and I pushed my breast even harder against his face. Ed had never shown any interest in drinking my breast milk.
I didn’t realize until that moment that having my lactating tits sucked also made my pussy tingle with lust and flood my vagina with fluids. We held that position with my hand, drenched with his thick cum, still on his softening cock, as he continued to suck my breast. But as good as it felt having him suck milk from my tit, I also knew that things were getting out of hand and I had to stop it.
So, I said, “Oh fuck, Dad, whatever possessed you to suck my breast like that. I have to admit that it feels good, but we can’t do this. What would Ed and Mary think of us?”
As I pulled away Dad swallowed his last mouthful of my milk and then smiled at me and said, “Forgive me, Baby, but I've wanted to suck those beautiful, milk-filled tits for months now. I just couldn’t help it when I started to cum and saw that your breasts were right next to my face. Your milk flowed heavily even through your t-shirt, and it was absolutely delicious. Thank you so much for jacking me off and letting me drink your sweet milk, right from the tit. And as far as Ed and Mary are concerned, I don’t plan to tell them about this.”
Then I said, “I’m glad that I could help you out and you sucking my tits really felt good, but we can’t do that again. I’ll clean up all of your cum and then we need to take a little break to calm down a little.”
I used the washcloth to wipe the cum off his stomach and chest. Ed shot such a little load that I was surprised by the amount that Dad had ejaculated, especially for a man in his mid-forties. I then took all of the bathing supplies out of the room, and when I was out of sight I looked at the washcloth containing his cum. I leaned down to smell it and was overwhelmed with a desire to taste it. It was thick and white, and I sucked a little into my mouth for a taste. Ed’s cum normally tastes bland, but Dad’s was salty and a little sweet.
Then I was faced with a dilemma. I wanted to be honest with Ed but knew that I dared not tell him everything that happened with Dad. After he came home that night and we were in bed I said, “Ed, we need to talk. Something happened with your Dad today and I have to be honest with you about it.”
He said, “Sure, Michele, you can tell me anything.”
I told Ed Dad’s story of not getting much sex from Mary, and him begging me to help relieve his sexual tension. And then when he was ejaculating from me stroking him, how he pressed his face against my breast. But I didn’t tell him about Dad sucking milk from my tit and how I tasted his thick cum, or how wet my pussy got.
I then said, “Please don’t be angry with me, Ed, I was just trying to help your father, and he really appreciated what I did for him.”
Ed surprised me when he rolled over and hugged me and said, “I could never be angry with you for helping Dad out like that. I love you even more for caring so much for my father that you would help him, and we both know that he just loves your big tits. I don’t mind him pressing his face against them, so long as you don’t mind. How do you feel about all of this?”
Ed was so accepting of what happened that I decided to let him know everything. I said, “Well, to tell you the truth, I really got turned on stroking his big cock and seeing him cum so heavily. And when he pressed his face against my breast, he started sucking my nipple through the t-shirt and drained a lot of milk from me, which made my pussy tingle and get very wet. I even tasted some of his cum and it was salty and sweet. Does that upset you, honey?”
Then I got a big surprise when he said, “Oh fuck, Michele that's so hot! It really excites me knowing that you did that for Dad. I was somehow aware that Dad has a high sex drive, but it's news to me that Mom doesn’t take care of his needs any longer. I don’t mind you helping him out so long as you're okay with it. I love you so much, baby.”
Ed must have really been turned on by our discussion, because he pulled up my night shirt, and for the first time ever sucked milk from my tits. Then he went down on me and sucked my pussy, which was still damp and raunchy from my session with Dad. It was rare for Ed to suck my pussy, but he seemed to have a new hunger for doing it.
But as good as his sucking felt, I couldn’t help thinking about Dad’s big cock while Ed was sucking me. Ed’s acceptance of what happened with Dad changed my mind about helping Dad again, and I decided to go along with his future requests for assistance. I also couldn’t help wondering how far Ed would be willing to let things go.
The following day when it was time for Dad’s bathing he said, “I know that you said we couldn’t do that again, but I would really appreciate it if you jacked me off today. I need to do this every day under normal circumstances, and being around you makes me need it even more. So please help me out, Michele.”
Then I said, “Things have changed a little since yesterday, Dad. I told Ed about what we did, and I mean everything. He wasn't only okay with it, but it actually seemed to get him excited. So yes, I’ll enjoy jacking you off again.”
Dad then said, “I don’t really understand how Ed could be okay with sharing you like this, but I’m not going to argue with it. So come on, Baby and let’s get this started.”
I pulled down Dad’s bottoms and his cock was already getting hard and leaking precum in anticipation of me helping him again. I started stroking his cock and then surprised him by pulling my t-shirt up over my big tits, and then used my right hand to pull his mouth to my bare breast. He started sucking without hesitation and the milk began to flow heavily.
Dad was looking up at me lustfully as he sucked and swallowed mouthful after mouthful of my sweet milk. And my pussy was tingling and getting so wet that I could smell my own juices, and I’m sure that Dad could smell me too. The excitement of sucking my bare breasts made Dad cum very quickly, and I soon felt his cock pulsing as he shot rope after rope of his thick cum onto his belly and chest.
Dad sucking my breasts and drinking my milk really felt amazing, but I reluctantly pulled away. Then Dad looked at me, with some of my milk running out of the side of his mouth and said, “Oh fuck, Michele, thank you so much for letting me see and suck your bare breasts. They're so full and round and beautiful, and your milk is so sweet.”
Then I said, “You’re very welcome, Dad, and I really enjoyed stroking your cock and having you suck my tits. You're a very sexy man and I enjoy helping you out.”

The rest of the week went pretty much the same, with me jacking Dad off every day and him sucking milk from my bare breasts. Ed wanted me to tell him everything that happened, and he continued to be turned on by it, and sucked my pussy to orgasm every night. I was starting to enjoy our encounters so much that when Mary came home Friday evening, I was sad to leave Dad and go back home.

I continue to care for my father-in-law and begin fucking his big cock, which got me pregnant.

Part 2 of the story starts at the beginning of week three, with Mary being scheduled out of town for the week. After the previous week of me jacking Dad off and him sucking milk from my tits every day, Dad and I were getting comfortable with our intimacy. I even started taking my t-shirt off before we began his bath, and Dad really enjoyed seeing my full, milk-engorged tits swaying in front of him.
When we were getting ready for his bath in bed on Monday, Dad said, “Hey, Baby, will you do your old father-in-law another favor? When Mary still had an interest in sex, she used to suck my dick whenever I asked her. I have really missed that, and although your jacking me off has helped a lot, I’d really like to feel a woman’s lips around my big cock again.”
Dad’s huge cock turned me on so much that I had been thinking about sucking him anyway, even though that would be one more thing I’d have to admit to Ed. So, I said, “Okay, Dad, I’ll suck your cock, but you need to suck my tits for a few minutes first to get me turned on. It’s only fair for you to drink my milk if I’m going to be drinking your man juice.”
Dad was more than happy to suck my tits, so I leaned over the edge of the bed and he started sucking feverishly on my tits. After about five minutes on each breast, I pulled away and lowered my mouth to his hard cock. It always made him hard to suck my tits. I had sucked Ed’s little dick before, but the feeling of Dad’s thick cock and foreskin in my mouth was much better than that.
I was a little uncomfortable leaning over him like that, so I had him scoot down a little and we lowered the head of the bed. I got up in the bed opposite and beside him, leaning over him to suck his cock, which placed my hips near his face. I sucked his big cock back into my mouth and reached down with my hand to feel his big, hairy balls.
I was starting to get into a good rhythm and was getting more and more of his thick meat into my mouth. I just love the feeling of his slick cock head and the rubbery foreskin in my mouth. Then I felt Dad turn towards me a little, and his mouth covered my pussy, but over my shorts. He obviously couldn’t use his hands to unfasten and pull down my shorts, but he was mouthing my cunt in such a way that I was getting wet with lust.
Mouthing my pussy must have gotten him even more aroused, because in only another minute his cock stiffened further, throbbed, and then his cum started flooding into my mouth. I just love the taste of his juice and I swallowed it all down as the pulsing of his cock subsided.
Dad kept munching on my pussy and I soon had my own orgasm, even though my shorts were covering my pussy. Dad pulled his mouth away as I continued to nurse his softening cock and enjoy the taste of his semen.
Then he said, “Holy shit, Michele, what a great blowjob you gave me. Mary was never that eager to suck me, and she never swallowed like you did. And I know that you also had an orgasm, because I can smell and taste your sweet, wet pussy even through your shorts. What a hot little pussy you are!”
I finally pulled away from his cock and stood by the bed and said, “I enjoyed sucking your big cock too, Dad. It’s so much bigger than Ed’s little dick, and you shoot much more cum than he shoots. I want more of your big cock and cum, so I hope you want to keep doing this every day.”
Then he said, “Damn right I want to continue this, but next time I want you to take your shorts off, so I can really taste your pussy and swallow more of your juices.
I waited until I was in bed with Ed that night to continue my normal routine of letting him know what his Dad and I did during the day. I leaned over with my leg across his thigh and started rubbing his little dick and then said, “I’ve got something else to tell you about your Dad and me, honey, and I sure hope that you’re not angry with me. Mark told me today that your Mom used to suck his cock, and he wanted me to do that for him."
"So I did suck him and swallowed his cum, and he also leaned over and sucked my pussy with my shorts on. He gave me an orgasm just sucking me like that, and I really enjoyed doing that with him. Unless you tell me not to, I plan to keep sucking his cock, and next time I’m going to take off my shorts and let Dad suck my bare pussy. He wants to get a better taste of my juices. What do you say, honey?”
Ed’s cock got hard immediately when I mentioned that I had sucked his Dad’s cock, and I guess I got his answer when he moved down to suck my pussy, giving me a huge orgasm. Then he said, “Michele, you're taking very good care of Dad, and that makes me so happy. Of course, I’m not upset about you doing that for him, and I can easily understand how his big cock would turn you on so much, especially after being used to mine.”
So once again, Ed was supporting my growing sexual relationship with his father. I couldn’t help thinking that there was something more to it, and it almost seemed that he wanted me to have sex with his father. But I just decided to take it day by day and enjoy my time with Dad.
The next day I took off my t-shirt and shorts when I washed Dad, and we ended up in a sixty-nine with me on top of him in the bed. He sucked my pussy hard as I sucked his cock and even leaned down to take his big balls into my mouth, one at a time. Just as we were getting close to cumming, I closed my thighs around his face and face-fucked him that way, as he also closed his thighs around my face to hold me in place as he thrust his hips and huge cock into my mouth.
We both had amazing orgasms, and I actually squirted for the first time ever. We stayed that way in the afterglow of our orgasms and gently suckled each other’s genitals. It felt so good and natural to be with Dad like that, and I knew that I was falling in lust with him
We continued sucking one another like that for the rest of the week, and Dad of course always spent quality time sucking milk from my swollen tits before we sucked each other to orgasm. Then on Friday I took Dad to the doctor for a checkup on the healing of his broken bones, and the doctor said he was making good progress.
He took off those big casts and put on smaller ones that went from the lower forearms and covering his hands. He would still need the same help from me, but at least with the smaller casts we might be able to use the shower, with him holding his arms up as I washed him. Then we went back home, and Mary came home for the weekend to take care of him.
The following Monday didn’t come soon enough for me, and I was looking forward to another week taking care of Dad. With the small casts we decided to try using the shower for his clean up. Since we had been having oral sex with me completely nude for the past week I decided to just get into the shower with him nude. Dad held his arms up against the wall opposite the shower head and I began to soap him up with the warm water spraying down on us.
I first wet and shampooed his hair, which we had not been able to do very well in bed, and then began washing his back. Most of his body, except for his crotch, isn’t very hairy, so it was fun rubbing my hands on his slick, soapy body. I washed down his back to his waist, and then enjoyed rubbing my hands all over his ass and into his ass crack. As I moved farther down to the back of his legs, I knelt and saw his big balls hanging down between his legs. I of course soaped them up and got very turned on feeling the weight of them in my hands. Then I decided to give Dad a little treat.
I stood back up behind him and soaped up my big breasts and hugged him from behind, moving my tits in circles all over his lower back, while also reaching down to massage his balls. Then I moved around to the front and washed his face, moving slowly from there down his chest.
He really enjoyed feeling my soapy hands on his body and at one point said, “Oh fuck, Michele, your hands feel so good on my body. You're such a sexy woman and I love being with you like this.”
I continued down to Dad’s stomach and hips, and then knelt in front of him. I quickly washed his cock and balls and skipped down to wash his legs. In that position his hardening cock was right at my face level. I teased him for a few seconds by licking his cock as I continued to wash his legs, and then took his meat into my mouth to suck him. Dad was so turned on that he stepped forward, with his arms still in the air above the water, and he pinned me against the shower wall and started thrusting his cock ever deeper into my mouth.
I felt so slutty being used by him like that, and he was fucking my face like a pussy. I started to lose my balance, so I reached my hands around to his ass and pulled him farther into my mouth and throat. I loved pushing my fingers into the crack of his muscular ass and knew that I had reached his asshole when he jerked forward into my mouth.
Dad continued pumping my face until he finally tensed up, and flooded my mouth with his thick cum. I swallowed and kept sucking him until his cock softened, and then sat on the shower floor as he fed me his balls. I just loved the feeling and taste of his big nuts in my mouth and I kept sucking him. 
He finally said, “Okay, Baby, that’s enough for now. Let’s get out of the shower and back into my bed so I can suck your tits and pussy again.”
We dried off and got into his hospital bed. I moved up caressing him with my tits right at his face, and he began sucking my milk in earnest. I was surprised that he was still so turned on even though he had just ejaculated, because Ed always looses interest after he gets his rocks off. It was plain to see that Dad's a real pussy hound, and he never seems to be able to get enough.
I stroked Dad’s cock as he sucked my tits and drank my milk, and when I was completely drained I lowered the head of the bed and moved up to sit on his face. It was his turn to suck my cunt to orgasm, and I just loved feeling his lips and mouth munching and sucking on my thick, hairy labia.
It didn’t take long for me to orgasm, and I filled Dad’s mouth with my juices.
That night I told Ed about washing his Dad in the shower and him fucking my face pinned up against the wall until he filled my mouth with his fuck juice. I also told him about lying in bed with Dad to feed him my tits and milk, and then riding his face to a big orgasm for me. About half way through my story Ed moved down to suck my pussy, and I could tell that he was still turned on by my having those encounters with his Dad.
After he sucked me to orgasm he said, “Oh fuck, Michele, I just love the way you are helping Dad out. And I know that you're enjoying his big cock too. You're making me so happy, and I hope that you continue to satisfy all his needs.”
It sounded to me like Ed was encouraging me to do even more sexually with Dad, and I wanted to be sure. I asked, “What are you saying, Ed? Do you want me to go even farther with Dad? Do you know what you are saying? You know how turned on I get by his big cock and balls, especially after he has sucked milk from my tits, and I will find it hard to deny him anything unless you set the limits for me. Are you saying that you’d allow me to fuck your Dad if he asks?”
Ed was still down between my sucking my pussy, but he looked up at me and said, “I can’t bring myself to tell you to fuck Dad. I just want you to know that I won’t be upset if it happens. I love you both so much and it gives me pleasure knowing that both of you are happy.”
My pussy was really tingling now at that admission by Ed, but I knew there was one thing he was forgetting. I said, “You know that I am no longer taking my birth control pills since we're trying to have another baby. Don’t you think it would be risky for me to have sex with your Dad? What if he got me pregnant?”
Then Ed said, “We previously had pretty good luck with the rhythm method, and you only got pregnant with Alexis when we planned it based on your cycle. I think I can trust you to know when you can and can’t have sex. But it's all up to you anyway.”
It was one thing to wash Dad’s cock and to help him piss, and then another when he sucked milk from my breasts and we started having oral sex. But fucking him would take this relationship to a whole new and dangerous level, and would likely affect my long-term relationship with Ed.
Fucking my father-in-law would not be incest, but it was certainly considered to be at least taboo by most of society, and I wasn’t sure that Dad would even want to go that far. Yet, the thought of feeling Dad’s big cock in my pussy was very alluring. I decided to just see how things developed and would make my decision if it came up.
Dad and I continued taking showers together for the rest of the week. Sometimes we would turn off the water and take turns sucking each other and having him suck milk from my tits, and I was also starting to give him blowjobs at other times. He really does have a high sex drive, and I must admit that I really enjoy tasting and swallowing his thick cum, sometimes two or three times a day. It seemed like the more I sucked him, the more cum he was producing. The following week things changed significantly, and for the better as far as I was concerned.
On Monday we had already given Dad his shower where we sucked each other off, but then in the late afternoon he was hungry for some more of my breast milk. He was in the bed nude with his head elevated, and I was nude since I hadn’t gotten dressed since our shower. I got into the bed beside him and slightly leaning over him with my breasts pressed to his face and my left leg thrown across his belly, and he started drinking my milk for the second time that day. His left arm was under me and wrapped around my back to hold me in place. My pussy was very wet as it always was when he sucked my tits, and I looked down and saw that his big cock was rock hard and oozing precum. Then it happened.
Dad flexed his left arm and pulled me on top of him with my tit still in his mouth. Then he pulled away for a moment and said, “Get on top of me, Baby, I just have to feel your warm body on top of me. And do one more favor for your old father-in-law. Just slide down a little and let me push my hard cock into your sweet, young, wet pussy. I have wanted to fuck you for so long, and I just have to feel your tight cunt around my cock.”
That was the moment of truth for me, and with Dad sucking my tits, and me seeing his hard cock poised for entry, I just let myself slide down until the head of his big fuck meat was pressed against my labia. With his head and upper body elevated in the bed, I just naturally slid down on his cock as my tits pulled away from his mouth. Then he started pivoting his hips, pushing the head of his cock into my pussy. The thick head was spreading my lips and the pressure felt so good.
I continued to slide down on him until my vagina was stretched to the limit and I felt his thick cock pressing against my cervix. Then my insides seemed to shift, and it felt like he was all the way inside of me. I was so full of lust that I couldn’t remember where I was in my menstrual cycle, and at that moment I didn’t really care. I just loved having his big cock filling my pussy and pressing into my womb, and I wanted to feel his cum shooting into me.
I leaned back a little and started moving up and down on his cock as he moved his head to suck my tits again. I felt every vein and ridge on his massive cock and I had no idea that fucking a big cock could feel that good. I had endured Ed’s little dick for several years, but now I was feeling the thick cock of a man who knew how to use it. In some ways I felt like such a slut for fucking my own father-in-law like that, but in others it felt so right. Ed had done everything short of telling me to fuck his father, so I didn’t feel bad about that aspect of it.
Dad was usually able to last for at least twenty minutes on his second ejaculation of the day, and that time was no exception as he continued to pummel my pussy. I was almost delirious with both the idea and feeling of having my pussy stuffed with his thick meat, and he was giving me almost constant orgasms.
But he finally started breathing harder and pulled off my tit long enough to say, “Oh fuck, Baby, I’m just about to cum a huge load in your tight pussy. I’m going to hold you down on my cock and pump my baby cream right into your womb.”
Then his cock started to pulse and throb and I felt his semen spraying into my cervix with his cock head firmly held against it. I was so enraptured that I almost passed out from the feeling of him shooting into me like that. After his cock stopped throbbing I collapsed against his chest and we must have stayed that way, in total bliss, for another half hour. Looking back, that gave his sperm plenty of time to swim into my womb. But I knew that Ed would be home very soon, so I reluctantly pulled away and got dressed and helped Dad get dressed too.
It was so late by the time we got dressed and got Dad settled in bed that I didn’t have time to clean up before Ed got home. I just put my white cotton underwear, shorts, and t-shirt back on and started getting dinner ready. I was on cloud nine from the fantastic fucking that Dad had given me and was probably acting more cheerful than usual. Ed wondered why I was so happy, and I told him that we could discuss it in bed.
When we got into bed Ed continued to ask me why I was so happy. At first, I was afraid to tell him that I had fucked his father, but then I decided it was the right thing to do given everything else that he knew about us. I said, “Honey, I have to tell you about my day with Dad. We had our normal shower where we sucked each other and had great orgasms, but then late this afternoon Dad wanted to suck milk from my tits again."
"I was up on his bed leaning over him, when Dad pulled me on top of him and said that he wanted to fuck me. I was so turned on with him sucking my tits and me seeing his hard, dripping cock that I slid down on his thick meat. He fucked me hard for twenty minutes and then held me in place as he pumped his cum right into my womb. I’m sorry, honey, but I just couldn’t resist that big cock of his.”
Then Ed said, “Oh shit, Michele, I wasn’t sure that you would actually fuck Dad like that. But now that you have you’ve made me so happy. Did you get a chance to clean up after you and Dad fucked?”
I said, “Thanks for not being angry with me, and no, we finished so late that I just barely had time to get dinner ready for you.”
Ed didn’t say anything else, but instead threw back the sheets and moved down between my legs. He looked at the gusset of my panties which was soaked with Dad’s cum, and then started sucking our juices out of me. I had never seen him suck me with such hunger, and he soon pulled off my panties and sucked Dad’s cum right from my pussy.
After he cleaned me up Ed turned back around next to me and said, “That was even better than I thought it might be, and I can’t believe how much cum Dad shoots.”
It was obvious that Ed was more than a passive participant in encouraging me to have sex with Dad, and I said, “Come on now, Ed, I think your desires are out into the open now. Tell me the truth about how you decided that you wanted your father to fuck me.”
Ed looked a little embarrassed as he explained, “For some reason I got turned on when you told me about seeing and holding Dad’s big cock and balls that first day when he came home from the hospital. The idea that a father-in-law and daughter-in-law would be in that situation made my dick hard. When I went to work the next day, I did a Google search on “daughter-in-law sex stories”, and found hundreds of stories on the topic. The more of them I read, the more I saw our situation being similar."
"I kept thinking about the way Dad is always teasing you and talking about your big tits, and then knowing how little my dick is compared with his big cock. I was becoming obsessed with the thought of Dad fucking you, just like in those stories. Then when you told me that you had jacked him off and he sucked your breasts, I thought that I could encourage you to go further by being positive about it and not angry as you would expect your husband to be. I’m sorry, honey, but I could hardly wait until you fucked him, so I could suck his cum from your pussy, and be your cuckold husband.”
I was almost in shock hearing Ed’s confession, but also very aroused that he had encouraged me to fuck his father. But I had to find out a little more. I asked, “So what are you saying? Do you want me to continue fucking Dad and then have you clean my pussy of his cum? Do you want to be there to watch me fuck him, and what about your mother? Do you have any intentions of letting Mom know about all of this?”
Ed replied, “I haven’t thought everything through yet. I just know that I want to watch you fuck Dad. The idea that his big cock is giving you both such pleasure is very arousing to me. I wish I could explain it, but I really don’t know what has come over me. And I know that you must enjoy his big cock fucking you more than my little dick. But I don’t think it would be a good idea to tell Mom about this. Not ever!”
I said, “I really do enjoy the feeling of Dad’s big cock in my pussy, and of course I’d like to continue fucking him. But this will undoubtedly change our relationship, and I know that I won’t be happy with your little dick after being fucked regularly by Dad. Are you prepared for that to happen? And if this is really what you want, how can we continue this after Dad is healed and doesn’t need me to care for him any longer?”
Ed said, “Heaven help me, Michele, but I do want you to fuck Dad regularly, and I’ll be happy just cleaning your pussy of his cum. Since Mom travels so much, it should be easy for Dad to come over to our house almost every night and fuck you, at least until Alexis is old enough to know what’s going on. Then I can be there to watch and clean you up.”
The next day I told Dad about my conversation with Ed, and he was ecstatic that he would be able to keep fucking me. Then he said, “It is hard for me to understand how my son could be aroused by watching me fuck his wife, and then eating my cum, but I sure intend to enjoy it.”
Thus, began our new cuckold lifestyle, and after Dad was healed and back to work, he came over to our house every night when Mary was out of town. On those evenings Dad would sleep in my bed, with Ed in the guest room, but we always called Ed into the room to watch when we fucked so he could clean Dad’s cum from my pussy. And as you might imagine, I did become pregnant soon after Dad started fucking me regularly, and we had a beautiful baby boy. Our son looks a lot like Dad, but since Ed also looks like Dad, it really didn’t raise any suspicions with our friends.

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