Incest/Taboo The Newlywed

"What? I am expressing my love to you. You know I love you. I mean... I can't even control it sometimes because you're so hot and I love you so much. You told me you were flattered!" he flared.

"I am flattered, Johnny. You have no idea how flattered I am that you find me that attractive! I love it and I love you, but I need to...," she started, but couldn't bring herself to say what she meant to say.

"Need to what?" he asked.

"Johnny. You can't be that stupid. I need to CUM. Did you ever think about that at all, at any time?" she yelled as she felt herself blush.

"Don't call me stupid, Amy. I guess I don't turn you on like you do me. I can just look at you and cum!"

Amy shook her head and tried to calm down. "Johnny, I am a woman. We aren't like you are. It takes more stimulation for us to have a climax... a cum; an orgasm. That doesn't mean we don't need or want it just as badly as you do!"

Johnny leaned over and kissed her. "I love you, Baby. I will try to be better. I know I've disappointed you."

"No, Johnny, don't think you've disappointed me. I love you! I just want us to have a better sex life - one in which we both enjoy it and look forward to it every time. You know?" She stood and took his hand. "Suppose we go practice," she giggled.

Johnny kissed her and headed for the shower. Minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom sporting a hard-on. He gripped it and pointed it toward Amy, who sat on the bed brushing her hair, already clothed in her short, translucent nightie.

"You're so funny, Johnny," she laughed. "Bring it over here."

He walked up to her and allowed her to take it in her hand. She studied it and then looked up at him. "Johnny, it's beautiful. It turns me on!" she whispered.

"I think I really do have a problem, Amy," he muttered. "You're hardly doing anything and I feel like I'm going to cum already."

"Lay down and let me get you off with my hand," Amy offered.

Johnny lay on the bed while Amy crawled between his legs. She took his cock in her hand and slowly began to stroke it, then leaned forward and kissed it gently and took the head in her mouth. She wondered what it would be like to suck it until he came; more than that she wondered if it would be disgusting if he came in her mouth. Would it taste bad? Would it gag her? After wetting his cock with her mouth, she continued to slowly stroke it with her hand as she lovingly looked into his face.

"Baby, your hand feels so good," he croaked. "Are you sure you don't mind doing this, Honey?"

"I think maybe that, afterward, you may be able to last longer when we make love," she whispered.

Johnny closed his eyes and gasped as his cock erupted. Great wads of thick, white man-seed spurted out, some landing on his chest, but most oozing out and covering Amy's little hand as she continued to stroke him gently.

After a minute, he stopped her by grasping her wrist. "That felt so good, Amy. Thank you for loving me, Baby."

Amy went into the bathroom to wash her hands and to get a washcloth to clean him up. She looked down at her hand, covered in her husband's viscous cum. She raised her hand to her mouth and, extending her tongue, tentatively tasted it. Not bad; not good, she thought. It wouldn't be horrible to get it in her mouth, maybe.

After cleaning him off, she took her nightie off and squeezed her breasts, making sure he was watching. "You like?" she teased.

"You're gorgeous, Amy. No wonder I can't control myself!" he laughed, as he reached for her and began to kiss her mouth. He then kissed her neck and then her breasts.

Amy lay back, thoroughly enjoying what he was doing to her. This was what has been missing, she thought. Just as she began to relax, Johnny suddenly raised up and climbed between her legs. He immediately began to insert himself inside her. She was very turned on and ready for him, although she had hoped for more foreplay before he began.

He sank deep inside her as he looked into her eyes, then began to slowly stroke in and out.

"Oh Johnny, that feels so good, Baby. Oh it's good!" she exclaimed, thinking that perhaps her talk with her father-in-law had done some good, after all.

Then she felt it. He was cumming inside her. She had hoped that she could have an orgasm before he did so. She hoped against hope that, once he was finished, he would make sure she finished, as well.

It was not to be. Johnny opened his eyes, kissed her cheek, and said, "Baby, that was so good". Then he withdrew, got up, and went into the bathroom.

Amy lay silently as tears rolled down her cheeks.

Over the next couple of weeks, Amy and Johnny had sex several times. Despite Amy's talking to him about her need to have an orgasm during sex, Johnny didn't seem to be able to control his ejaculations; afterward, he seemed to forget about her needs. Amy was determined that she was not going to remind him. She became increasingly frustrated and turned to watching porn and masturbating for her own release. She needed more, but could only hope that Johnny would eventually get better.

Seeing how her in-laws interacted only added to her frustration. She would see Ed kiss Faye on the back of her neck and pat her bottom. Faye would turn around and kiss his lips, then smile and whisper in his ear. They weren't ashamed to interact like this in front of them; why would Johnny not want to behave in a similar way with his young bride? She craved it. She not only wanted satisfying sex; she wanted and needed him to show his affection for her outside the bedroom. They were married! Why would they not publicly display their love for each other?

Amy had resigned herself to enduring sex with him with no expectations. It felt good, oh yes, and sometimes she even stroked her own clit for the minute or so he was inside her, but no matter how frenetic her ministrations, in the back of her mind she knew he was going to be "finished" in a matter of seconds. The frustration continued.

One night, in yet another effort to prolong his ejaculation, she stroked him until he came, then when he mounted her a few minutes later, she imagined Ed, her father-in-law, and wondered how different he would be. She imagined that he would take his time with her. He might even kiss her between her legs. He certainly would take longer than a minute to climax. She realized, suddenly, that she was approaching her own orgasm and that Johnny was still pounding and grunting...

"Oh I am cummmmmmingggggggg!" she screamed and was surprised that Johnny stopped and placed his hand over her mouth.

"Honey! Not so loud!" he smiled, then continued to roughly fuck her. "Here it comes, Baby. It's so good!"

Amy didn't even care when he rolled off of her and went into the bathroom. She had orgasmed during sex! Then she realized, with a pang of guilt, that she had imagined her own father-in-law fucking her. She groaned in misery. She loved her husband so much; she wanted so badly for him to give her orgasm after delicious orgasm as they made love - she shouldn't have to resort to fantasizing about someone else. She certainly shouldn't have to view pornography to get sexual satisfaction.

A couple of days later, Amy was washing the breakfast dishes right after Johnny and Faye and Justin had left. Ed was drinking coffee, sitting at the table, and making small talk.

"Amy, it's been awhile since we talked. You can tell me if it's none of my business, but I just wondered if things are better..."

Amy felt herself blush and was glad that her back was to her father-in-law. "I guess you could say they're better," she replied, without enthusiasm.

Ed could tell from her tone that things were not really much, if any, better. "If you'll pardon the observation, Amy... I never see you two kissing or even touching each other..."

Amy picked up the towel and dried her hands, then braced herself on the counter, her back still toward Ed. She fought to keep herself from weeping, but felt her body shudder as tears rolled down her face. She heard Ed push himself away from the table and felt his arms around her waist.

"Amy, Honey, I'm so sorry," Ed whispered, his lips just inches from her ear. "Do I need to talk to him?"

Amy shook her head vehemently and wiped her nose and eyes on the dish towel. "No, Dad. Don't do that. I have talked to him. He's so dense. He just doesn't get it," she said as she reached to her sides and pulled Ed's elbows so that his embrace was tighter. "I needed this hug. Thank you."

Ed could feel his cock beginning to harden. He thought back to the last time they talked, when they had ended up passionately kissing each other. He knew that it was dangerous to even hug her; she was so sexy and so attractive and sweet. He didn't trust himself with her at all. He sensed her vulnerability and tried to warn himself not to take advantage of it.

Amy couldn't be sure, but she imagined her father-in-law's hard cock against her bottom. She wondered if she really did turn him on that way. She had thought, many times, about the kiss that they had shared a few weeks ago and wondered if he felt guilty about it. She did feel guilt, but it had been perhaps the best kiss of her life. She knew that it probably excited her so much because it was so taboo - kissing her husband's father. Then she had imagined him making love to her while her husband was fucking her - and that's exactly what Johnny always did. He fucked her; he didn't understand about making love. She knew, without doubt, that he loved her, but that love didn't translate into satisfying sex - at least not for her.

Ed lay his head on Amy's shoulder. She was so tall! So pretty; so shapely; so sweet; so very lovable. He enjoyed the feel of her warm body within his embrace and the feel of her firm bottom against his crotch. He hoped that she wasn't aware of his burgeoning erection. His heart was beating so rapidly and he realized that he was very sexually and emotionally excited by this delectable young woman, his own daughter-in-law. He picked his head up and kissed the nape of her neck.

Delicious chills coursed from her neck, down her spine when Ed softly kissed the nape of her neck. Pleasure radiated to her erogenous zones; her breasts tingled and she felt her pussy begin to moisten. 'This man,' she thought - 'This man knows how to treat a woman.' She realized that she should not be having these feelings, but at the same time she felt as if she deserved to feel this way - and she mentally chastised her husband for not making her feel like this. His father shouldn't be the one to do it.

As wonderful as it felt, though, she knew she couldn't allow this to continue. She certainly could not kiss him again, or allow him to kiss her. Not on the mouth! No, she couldn't let him stick his tongue in her mouth, again - and she certainly couldn't insert her tongue into her father-in-law's mouth! That was just wrong. It was forbidden. It was taboo. It just couldn't happen again!

Reluctantly she reached and pulled Ed's arms from around her, then turned around to face him. She was very tall, but he still towered over her. He looked into her eyes and she saw love - or at least great affection. He was so handsome - maybe even more handsome than her Johnny. He was a big, muscular man; way more muscular than Johnny. He was a real man and she realized that, even though she was not scared of him at all, she would be powerless against him.

Ed gently took her face in his hands and looked into her eyes. What a pretty young thing she was! Her brown eyes sparkled with intelligence. She was perfectly lovely. He leaned forward and kissed her lips, then when he felt her mouth open slightly, he drew back. No, he wouldn't take advantage of her. This was wrong.

"Dad?" she whispered, her voice shaking.

"What, Amy?" he breathed. She was so irresistible. He couldn't tear himself away from her.

She reached up and stroked the back of his head as she drew his face down to hers, kissing him deeply. She nibbled his lips, then stuck her tongue in his mouth. He eagerly sucked her tongue, then thrust his own into her mouth, fucking her mouth with his tongue.

When she gasped for breath, she burrowed her face in his neck and whispered, "Why can't Johnny make me feel this way, Dad?" She peered up at him and continued, "I know he loves me, Dad. Why doesn't he kiss me like that?"

Ed held her at arms' length, grasping her shoulders. He looked down her body at her tight jeans and button-up blouse. He could see the swell of her breasts and marveled at the graceful beauty of her long neck and her pretty, girl-next-door face. "Honey, we should not..."

"Stop, Dad," she said. "Don't make me feel like that and then... don't tell me it's wrong. You think I don't know?"

"Yes, of course you know, Amy. I just meant that... Well, you are vulnerable, and...," he began, searching for words.

"Mr. Larson, I had an orgasm when we made love," she stated, matter-of-factly.

Ed smiled. "That's wonderful, Amy. Things ARE better, then!"

"I was thinking about you."

"What? Amy! What do you mean?"

"I didn't mean for it to happen that way. He was just banging away at me and I knew that he wasn't even thinking about giving me any pleasure. I was just waiting for him to get through, and suddenly I thought about how you kiss and touch Faye... and how you kissed me that day... and it just popped in my mind that you would be so much better at it than him...," she blurted. "And suddenly, I just did it!"

Ed could feel his cock shifting, hardening, in his pants. Why was she telling him this? Didn't she realize how desirable she was? Why would she tell her own father-in-law that she thought about him while fucking her husband - and that was the only way she could cum? She deserved better than that. As much as he loved his son, he realized that Johnny just wasn't doing his duty. Amy had needs that needed to be met. Johnny was apparently incapable...

"Let's go, Amy," he gasped.

"Where? What do you mean?" she gasped as he grasped her hand and led her toward his bedroom.

"Dad, what are you doing?" she said, raising her voice. "What are you thinking?"

Ed led her into the bedroom and sat her on the bed. "Take your clothes off, Amy," he commanded. "Or I will take them off of you. Your choice."

Panicked, she stood. "No, Dad! I didn't mean..."

"Doesn't matter, Amy. I know what you need - what you deserve. I'm going to give it to you," he said, as he began to unbutton his own shirt.

Amy made no move to leave; nor did she sit back down or begin to remove her own clothing. Her mouth gaped open as Ed removed his shirt, revealing his barrel chest, flat stomach and huge, muscular arms. Then he unfastened his belt.

"Dad... Mr. Larson, you're scaring me!" she whined.

Ed unfastened his belt and dropped his pants, leaving him in his tented boxers. He turned to her. "Amy, I will take great pleasure in undressing you, if that's what you want..."

"Dad! No! We can't do this! No!"

Ed sat down on the bed to take his shoes off, then remove his pants. "Amy, let's be honest. I'm not doing a thing to keep you here. You could leave at any time. I understand that you're torn. You don't want to cheat on your husband, but look at it this way: he's not meeting your needs. You have needs and you know I can meet them. Right?"

"Dad, you're not serious..."

Having shed all his clothing except his boxers, Ed reached for Amy's hand and pulled her down to the bed, pushing her onto her back.

"Dad!" she moaned. "No, please. Let me go!"

Ed chuckled. "You could have gone. You stood there watching me get undressed. You don't even have to admit that you're interested. That's okay, Honey." He lay beside her and, pulling her onto her side, kissed her lips tenderly.

Amy didn't react. She didn't draw back, but neither did she kiss back. She was wrestling with herself. If she gave in, she knew that her handsome father-in-law would give her more pleasure than any man ever had. She knew that he would make her feel loved and treasured. But she also knew that this behavior was more than inappropriate - it was wrong; it was sinful.

Ed began unbuttoning her top button. She didn't move, although he thought he could detect her trembling. She was, no doubt, a little scared, but she probably was also turned on. He knew, for a fact, that the kisses they had shared had aroused her. She hadn't fucked his mouth with her tongue out of boredom.

"You're so pretty, Amy," he whispered, as he unbuttoned the 3rd of 6 buttons on her blouse. He could now see her white bra, and a wealth of cleavage. His hard cock pulsed as he anticipated introducing this young beauty to the joys of great sex.

Amy was mesmerized. Her mind told her to jump up and run to her own bedroom. He wasn't forcing her to stay here. He was unbuttoning her blouse! He would soon have it off, and then what? Would he really take all her clothes off of her? That thought was so thrilling, so incredibly taboo, that she felt a squirt of lubrication flooding her pussy. She knew, if he continued, that he would soon know how very wet and ready she was for sex. She couldn't help it, no matter how wrong it was. She knew that this man could and would do it right. He would not disappoint her - but she just could not allow this to happen!

As Ed unbuttoned the last button on her blouse, he parted it, revealing her white bra and her lush, smooth cleavage. He knew that the bra was doing its job, pushing her breasts up to make them look larger, but it made her breasts look huge - much bigger than Faye's B cups. He had, of course, noticed Amy's breasts many times. She sometimes wore a loose tee-shirt around the house, and their true size and shape was apparent. She was really stacked and he couldn't wait to see her naked. He had to remind himself that his self-imposed mission was to show her how good sex could be; this was totally about her. Whatever pleasure he derived from it was a by-product! He almost chuckled when that thought ran through his mind.

"No, Dad, don't..." she moaned, half-heartedly. It felt so good for this handsome man to unbutton her blouse. He scooted closer to her and, gathering her in his arms, pulled her so that she was laying on top of him. She lay with her head on his shoulder, her face against his neck. She felt the unmistakable swell of his hard cock against her thigh.

Ed looked into her face, then leaned and tentatively kissed her lips. He thought that, if she was determined not to even kiss him, that he would stop this, as she had requested. She moaned a little as he pressed his lips against hers, then sighed deeply when he nibbled her lips.

"Dad, we should not kiss like this," she whispered as she raised herself up so she could press her lips against his and insert her tongue, once again, into his mouth. She loved kissing him, she admitted to herself. If he would just be satisfied with kissing, she could kiss him all day. It was so exciting and so very arousing!

Ed pushed on the sides of her unbuttoned blouse, trying to slip the sleeves down her arms. She raised herself up, now straddling him, his hard cock directly below her jeans-clad crotch. She removed the blouse, looking into his eyes, noticing how he was staring at her breasts. She knew she had nice breasts and she secretly enjoyed men looking at them, though she rarely wore clothing that showed them off.

She suddenly became aware of Ed's fingers struggling to unsnap her jeans. She knew, academically, that if she allowed him to remove her pants that there was no turning back. She couldn't allow this! This was her father-in-law! More importantly, he was not her husband! She couldn't have sex with any man other than Johnny - no matter how lousy he was in bed. And he was terrible in bed. It wasn't her fault. She had done everything she could think of to help him out. He got what he wanted and needed and was oblivious to her needs - even when she spelled them out plainly to him. She deserved better than that!

"Amy, you okay?" Ed asked, snapping her out of her reverie. "What are you thinking about, Sweetie?"

Amy suddenly climbed off of him and stood. Ed resignedly realized that she was unwilling to go through with this. It was a shame, because he knew she needed it. He just hoped that she wouldn't tell anyone, especially Johnny. That surely would ruin their relationship. He wouldn't try to stop her, though... Then he realized that she had unsnapped her pants and was wrestling them down her long legs. She sat on the edge of the bed to pull them off her feet, then climbed back into his arms, nuzzling her face against his hairy, muscular chest. Her left leg lay beside him and her right leg was bent at the knee, with her thigh laying across his crotch. Her bra-encased breasts pressed into his right side.

Ed stroked her hair, reminding himself to take this slowly. He would show this lovely young woman how a man should love a woman. He was confident in his ability to do so. Faye had never tired of his love-making. The handful of women that he had had sex with, other than Faye, had been completely satisfied and invariably had praised him for how attentive he was.

He stroked her hair, then her cheek, and then lay two fingers on her lips. She looked up at him without picking her head from his chest, opened her mouth, and sucked his fingers inside. She looked into his eyes with an adoration that made his already-swollen cock jerk with anticipation. She stroked his chest, wrapping her fingers in his curly chest hair.

Amy continued to suck his fingers, then gently bit them, teasingly. She reached under her right leg and placed her hand on his throbbing cock through his boxers. She gasped at its size, realizing that he was much bigger than her husband. Would it hurt? It was so exciting because of its size, but she wasn't sure that she was prepared to take it without a great deal of difficulty.

"Dad," she whispered, almost inaudibly, as she allowed his fingers to fall from her mouth, "It's so big. I don't know if I can..."

"Shh, don't worry, Honey. There won't be much, if any, pain. Do you trust me?" he replied, quietly. He knew that his son, Johnny, had a larger than average cock. If she had been taking him, even though he didn't know what he was doing, she could certainly handle him, even though he was somewhat larger. He was confident that she would be prepared by the time they got around to that part of the day's activities.

Amy raised herself up and scooted so that her face was right above Ed's. Her hair framed her perfectly beautiful face as she gazed into his face. "I do, Dad. I trust you more than anyone." She leaned and eagerly received his tongue into her mouth, moaning as she suckled his thick, wet tongue. As much as she enjoyed kissing her husband, she knew that she had never experienced as much pleasure and excitement from kissing. Her father-in-law had her entire body buzzing with anticipation. She knew they were about to make love and she knew that it would be the best sex of her life. Whatever doubts she had had were now dormant. She knew that she would not back out now.

As they kissed, their tongues wrestling with each other, Ed placed his hand on one of her breasts. She moaned. Oh it felt so good; she couldn't even imagine how good it would feel when he took her bra off - and she would wait for him to do so. It was ever so much more exciting when Johnny took her bra or panties off of her. She was aching for Ed to do so. Her anticipation was quickly turning into a deep need. She realized that she needed her gorgeous father-in-law to get her naked, to touch her all over, to worship her young shapely body with his eyes and hands and mouth! - and then to make sweet love to her. Her body had prepared itself for him. Her pussy was slobbering with her natural juices and aching for him to penetrate her with his gargantuan member. She wanted to vocalize her need, but she sensed that the anticipation would make it even better.

In their excitement, both Ed and Amy gasped for breath, holding each other close, their faces cheek to cheek. "Amy you're the sexiest little thing I've ever seen," he gasped as he found the clasp to her bra and, expertly unsnapped it. He carefully and slowly peeled back the cups, revealing her flawless young breasts to his eager view. Fuck, she was like a centerfold. He couldn't recall ever seeing such perfect, natural breasts.

Amy loved the way he was gawking at her breasts. She knew that they were attractive and she was very proud of them. When men stared at her breasts she usually found herself enjoying it. She had imagined herself revealing herself to men, either individually or in groups. It was one of her secret turn-ons that she would never, in a million years, actually carry out.

"Kiss them, Dad," she gasped.

"You are a beautiful woman, Amy," he smiled. "I'm not sure I've ever seen a prettier, sexier girl than you in all my life." He bent forward and kissed one of her nipples very lightly, then looked into her face for her reaction. Seeing her gasp and then close her eyes in obvious rapture, he kissed the other nipple, then took it between his lips and pressed them together.

"Oh that feels good," she whispered.

Ed almost laughed. He had not even gotten started. He took her nipple gently into his mouth and suckled as he gently tweaked the other nipple between his thumb and finger.

"Ohh," she moaned. "Dad, that is heaven."

Ed swiped around her nipple with his tongue, then switched to the other one. He began to feverishly go from one breast to the other, holding them both with his hands, sucking and licking them, to her great delight. He then took one of her nipples between his teeth and applied a slight pressure.

"You like that, Amy?" he asked.

"I love it all," she whimpered, then grasped her breasts and massaged them as he continued to lick and suck and bite them. "Oh I love that! Bite them a little harder... not too hard!" she grunted.

After several moments, Amy sat up and removed her bra, then indicated for Ed to lay down next to her. They began kissing, sucking each other's tongues, mouths open, inhaling each other. Amy reached downward and wormed her hand into Ed's boxers, wrapping her hand around his steel-hard erection. She moaned as she realized that she could barely wrap her hand around it. What a man he was! Her pussy cramped with need, even though she was a little afraid that his mammoth cock would split her in two. She reluctantly took her hand away from his tumescent manhood when he put his arms around her and pulled her to him.

Ed wrapped his arms around his near-naked daughter-in-law as they continued to kiss passionately. He broke the kiss and pulled her face against his own, whispering in her ear, "Amy, you ever had a man kiss you down there?"

"No," she croaked. "You don't have to do that, Dad..."

He looked in her eyes and smiled. "Have to? I want to, Honey. You want my mouth on your pussy don't you, Amy?"

Amy stroked his face and nodded as she gazed deeply into his eyes.

"Tell me, Amy. Men like for women to tell them what they need, sexually. Say it, Honey, and say it so there's no way I can misunderstand."

Amy grimaced, uncertainly. This was both embarrassing and highly arousing. She stroked his face again, then kissed him briefly on the mouth. "I want you to suck on my hot, wet little pussy, Dad. I want you to eat me out!" Then she smiled. "Is that better?"

Ed chuckled, then got on all fours and began kissing her throat, then her upper chest, not neglecting to kiss and lick her breasts all over before, once again, suckling her nipples. She moaned her appreciation constantly as she stroked his hair, face, and upper body.

Amy felt as if she had been transported to another dimension. This man, this ultimate example of virile manhood, was worshiping her body. It was abundantly evident that he adored her - not just her body. She already knew that her handsome father-in-law loved her, which made his skillful manipulation of her body all the more enjoyable. She wished that her own husband, Johnny, had the lovemaking skill (and yes, this was lovemaking every bit as much as penetration) that his father had. But, in the back of her mind, she was beginning to realize that her husband could never make her feel like this. He would never turn her on the way Ed was doing.

It was impossible for Johnny to turn her on this way because this was forbidden; she suddenly understood that, hidden in the nether regions of her mind, was the desire for the forbidden. Hadn't she caught glances of her brothers and her father in various stages of undress and, ever so briefly, imagined being with them sexually? Hadn't she secretly enjoyed the lustful glances from them at various times when she was growing up? Hadn't she already had fantasies about this impeccably sexy man - her husband's father? Didn't it give her a salacious thrill to call him Dad - invoking the thought of her own father? Hadn't she even noticed how well built her 18 year-old brother-in-law, Justin was? Hadn't amorphous, sexual images of all of these men inhabited her mind? She now admitted these things to herself and, in the moment at least, embraced them.

Ed was now kissing her flat stomach, marveling at his daughter-in-law's unblemished body. There was no part of her that was not perfect! His cock felt heavy and swollen; he was confident that he wouldn't suffer from the same affliction of which his son, Johnny, suffered - premature ejaculation - but he was tempted to speed up the process. He again reminded himself that this was for her and that whatever pleasure he derived was a by-product of the things he did to give her pleasure.

As he slowly licked the perimeter of her navel, then began to sensuously fuck his tongue into it, he grasped the sides of her tiny panties and began to tug. He could wait no longer. He raised up as she eagerly lifted her bottom from the bed and allowed him to peel her sopping panties down her long, shapely, legs.

"Oh I love that," she babbled. She had been constantly moaning and speaking almost unintelligible words for some time now.

"Love what, Baby?" Ed asked, glancing into the mask of lust that was her face.

"I love for you to take my panties off," she smiled, breathlessly. "It's like you're opening a present!"

"Oh, Amy," Ed gasped as he leaned forward and kissed her thigh, a few inches from her gushing pussy. He tentatively reached forward and, touched her hairless swollen labia, amazed at how wet they were.

"Oh fuck!" she moaned. "Sorry, Dad. I couldn't help it!"

Ed laughed. "Say whatever the fuck you want, sweet girl. Okay?"

She nodded as she gazed down at what was about to happen. She had long fantasized about a man going down on her, having seen it any number of times in porn videos. Now it was about to happen - and it was her father-in-law who was going to do it! She couldn't wait!

As Ed slowly licked her thighs, alternately, each time licking closer to her pussy, he prodded her opening with a finger and slowly pushed it inside her, to the hilt. Oh she was tight, but she was very wet.

"Fuck!" she moaned.

Ed now placed two fingers at her opening and, leaned forward very carefully, laying a hand on her upper thigh, he kissed her clit.

"Oh fuck! Dad!" she screamed as her body reflexively hunched upward. Ed had anticipated that and insistently held his hand on her upper thigh to keep her relatively still. He kissed her clit again as he slowly inserted two fingers inside her lust-slickened pussy. "Oh Dad! Ohhh Dad! Yesss!"

Ed withdrew his fingers, grasped her delightfully firm and round ass-cheeks in his hands, pulled her toward him and burrowed his face in her pussy, inhaling her intoxicating aroma and inserting his tongue inside her as far as he could. Her cries of delight prompted him to continue to tongue-fuck her pussy, then to kiss her cuntal crease ever so gently. His daughter-in-law had her legs spread as wide as she could get them, with her feet flat on the bed and her knees bent. He looked into her face - she had her head raised off the bed so she could watch - her mouth was wide open in a gasp, and her face told him that she had never experienced anything like this in her young life. When her eyes met his, he leaned forward, opened his mouth, closed it around her swollen clit, and gently suckled it.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! Oh, I am cummmmminggggggg!!" she groaned as she reached and pulled his head even closer to her. The crazy thought entered her mind that she was feeding herself to him.

Her father-in-law was sucking her clit in earnest, now. He placed a finger at her opening and began to saw it in and out of her clasping pussy. He reached the other hand up to massage one of her breasts, but she took it and sucked two of his fingers into her mouth. Her tongue worked on his fingers as if it were a cock. Ed knew that she was telling him what she was dying to do with his cock. That would be another day, if ever, though. He knew his limitations. He couldn't let her suck him off then fuck her - not without at least an hour in between. He moved his head as he suckled her clit, massaging her sensitive labia with his face.

"Cummmmming!" she screamed again. "Oh fuck I'm cummmming," she cried, unable to remember ever having such an intense orgasm. She was multi-orgasmic if she was really turned on and the crazy thought hit her that she would be happy to let him work this wonderful magic on her all day long. She couldn't imagine ever getting tired of this. What a lover! This man understood women and what they needed - and fuck, he was meeting her needs like she could never have imagined! And he had yet to fuck her - and yes she wanted that now. She had to have it. Gone were any conscience pangs. Gone was the fear that he might tear her apart with his monstrous organ - she needed this man to teach her what fucking was all about. She knew he could and she knew he would. "Dad, please... I want you inside me," she gasped.

Ed's jaws were almost cramping from his exertions. He loved eating pussy and knew he was doing a fantastic job, but the time had come for the main event. There was no need to drag it out any longer. He positioned himself, on his knees, between her fantastically long legs and gazed into her face.

"You want what, Amy?" he grinned as he leaned forward and began to rub his immense cockhead on her clit and then up and down her slit.

"I want...to do it," she gasped.

"Do what, Baby? What did I tell you about what a man likes to hear? Tell me exactly what you want, Amy," he said tenderly.

Amy smiled. She could play this game if he wanted. After all, she had never had such sensual pleasure in all her life. "I want... I NEED you to make love to me, Dad. I need it slow and tender."

His heart melted. This sweet, sweet girl - never had she enjoyed the pleasures of a skillful lover. He wouldn't fail her now. He swore to himself that she would never regret a moment of this day. He lay on top of her, his cock nestled in her cuntal crevice and kissed her lips. She eagerly parted her lips and sucked his lips, then his tongue.

"I love you, Amy," he whispered.

She wrapped her long legs around his body and rotated her hips so that his cock was rubbing her pussy in a most delicious way. "I love you, Dad," she told him as she stroked his face.

Ed raised up and grasped his 9-inch long, impossibly thick, cock and pushed the head against her opening, looking into her face to gauge her reaction.

"I don't want to hurt you, Baby," he said.

"I know it'll hurt a little," she whispered. "But I am so ready for you. I've never been this ready," she assured him.

Ed pushed as Amy opened her legs wide and lifted her feet into the air. He pushed again, feeling the head entering her. He could see the painful determination in her face and felt a tear stream down the side of his nose.

Amy reached and wiped his tear away, smiling up at him. "Oh I love you so much, Dad," she moaned as his cockhead popped inside her. "Oh, fuck, stop," she smiled. "It isn't hurting. I just want you to go really slow. Okay?"

Ed gritted his teeth. He fully understood now why his young son had the problem of premature ejaculation. The warm sheath of his long-legged, ultra-gorgeous, daughter-in-law was so tight and wet and delightful that he had to close his eyes and imagine something very distasteful - a fat, ugly woman that had accused him of cheating her on a home sale - in order to get himself back under control. He pushed and allowed himself to begin to slide slowly into the wet, warm, tight depths of her pussy. He felt that he had at least 7 thick inches inside her before she placed her hand on his bottom to stop him.

She closed her eyes and swallowed, then opened them and managed a smile. She stroked his hair and said, "I think I'm full. You can't imagine how good this feels."

"You have no idea how good this feels to me, Amy, nor how much I truly love you." Once again they kissed, more tenderly this time. Ed began to slowly withdraw a few inches, then slide back inside her, as he looked into her face.

"You're going to make me cum so good, Dad," she whispered. "I never had any idea... oh, Dad...fuck me good. Fuck your daughter-in-law, Dad."

Ed picked up the pace and saw in Amy's sweet face that she was, indeed, close to orgasm. From what she had just said, he understood that she was excited that she was having sex, not just with another man, but with her own father-in-law. Almost unable to control his own climax, he blurted, "You love giving yourself to your father-in-law, don't you, Amy? You love it, don't you?"

"Yes! YES! I love fucking my father-in-law! I am fucking CUMMMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!" she moaned as she bucked her hips up to meet the thrusts of his long thick cock. "Oh fuck, I love your HORSE COCK!" she screamed as she pinched her nipples and another climax seized her lithe young body.

Finally her orgasm abated and she, covered in a fine sheen of perspiration, sighed and whispered, "That was the most incredible thing I ever experienced."

Ed smiled. Mission accomplished, but he still had not cum. It didn't matter, though, he reminded himself. This was for her; not him. "You satisfied, Amy?" he smiled.

"No. Not at all," she grinned.

"What else do you need, Baby?" Ed asked, puzzled.

"I want you to cum, of course. Can you?"

He almost laughed. "Kiss me, sweet girl."

She reached and drew his face down to hers, kissing him deeply. He grunted and she could feel his thick organ cramping inside her, spilling his man-seed deep in her depths. She imagined that she was not on birth control and that he was planting his seed inside her. What woman wouldn't want children by a man like this? He was big and handsome and kind, and best of all, he understood what a woman needed and knew how to provide it. She couldn't imagine ever being as satisfied, sexually, as she was this moment. She knew in her heart, as much as she loved Johnny, that he would never make her feel like this.

Ed rolled off her with a grunt of satisfaction. He turned toward her. She was laying on her back with a smile on her face, gazing at the ceiling.

"Penny for your thoughts," he said.

She looked over at him and reached for his hand. "Thank you," she whispered.

"Now, Amy, I don't want you beating yourself up over this. I hope that your sex life will improve with Johnny. He does love you; he just..."

She reached and placed a finger over his lips. "He will get better as time goes on, I'm sure. Meanwhile..."​