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CHAPTER TWO

After Bob was gone, Karen just basked in the afterglow of her cummy pleasure, and the only sounds in the house were her soft panting and Tom's loud snoring.

A few minutes later, she stopped petting her tits and pussy, got her robe, and dragged it behind her into the bedroom. She slipped into bed, smiling, and, being far from frustrated tonight, she curled up like a contented kitten and slept like a baby.

She slept so good, in fact, that she didn't even wake up to fix Tom's breakfast or his lunch. And she wasn't worded about it, either. She rolled out of bed at noon.

She was feeling so good that she decided to treat herself to a nice brunch at a cozy restaurant down the street. So, after showering and powdering her pussy, she put on a bikini bra and panties – the blue set today – and topped it with a short white miniskirt and a tight little T-shirt.

Slipping her feet into matching sandals, she tucked a five-dollar bill into the waistband of her skirt, and went to the door. She almost bumped into her father-in-law, Jim Smith.

"Dad!" she gasped, with a startled hand to her tits.

"Hi, Karen," he said. "Where are you off to?"

"Nowhere special," she said. "Come on m. I'll fix coffee. What brings you way out here?"

"Just thought I'd drop in," he called when she was in the kitchen.

"Well, sit down, Dad. I'll be right there." She put her money on the counter and carded a tray inside. Jim was in Tom's recliner chair, so she served him there, then sat on the sofa and put the tray on the coffee table in front of her.

It wasn't like her father-in-law to drive all this way for a visit, not without Eleanor, so Karen suspected there was more to it. She was right. Jim was concerned about her.

Sipping his coffee, he said, "Look, Karen. I know you swore Eleanor to secrecy, but we don't have any secrets. And this isn't something that should be kept secret, anyway."

Oh, no, Karen thought. Eleanor must have told him about all her teary calls about her heartbreaking sex life with Tom. That was supposed to be confidential!

"I'm embarrassed," she said, and avoided his eyes.

"Don't be embarrassed about a thing like that," he said in a very nice way. "I want to help you. When I heard about Tom's drinking, I almost came over to kick his ass. Now that I know he's been neglecting you, I think I will kick his ass!"

"Oh, Dad!" she cried. "I don't want any trouble. He can't help it. When he gets drunk, he just can't… well… you know."

Jim got heated about it and blurted, "He can't help it? That dumb son-of-a-bitch has a gorgeous young wife like you, and he doesn't even make love to you at least once a day! I must have raised a complete idiot!"

Once a day! Just the thought of Tom fucking her once a day gave her goose bumps. That would be fantastic! But it was a pipe dream. She'd never be that lucky, she was sure of that.

She sighed and her tits rose up in her T-shirt.

"I'll be all right," she said unconvincingly. "Maybe it'll pass."

"Maybe, hell," Jim said. "I'm here to see that it does. If it's all right with you, I'd like to sleep on your sofa for a few days. I want to watch this boy."

Karen didn't really like the idea of having him around the house day and night, but his heart was in the right place, so she couldn't refuse.

"I just don't understand that boy. I just don't understand him." And he looked at Karen so hard that she felt that she was naked. "He's got a centerfold doll here at home, and he goes out to drink!"

Karen's ears burned and she couldn't keep her tits still under his hot gaze. He was so heated up about this.

"Slow down, Dad, slow down. I'm not that pretty!"

"Says you!" he rasped hotly. "You're modest. You don't know how perfectly scrumptious you are. You've never had anyone tell you how luscious you are, how delicious you look, how you make a man's mouth water!"

It took her breath away.

"Dad," she whispered. "I've never heard you talk like that. I didn't know you felt that way about me."

"Well, I'm mad!" he said hotly. His eyes burned into her jutting tits, slim waist, and almost totally naked legs. "God, what a waste!"

His horny outburst so overwhelmed Karen that she didn't know if she wanted to pee or cum. She knew he was a horny old goat with Eleanor – Tom told her that – but she never dreamed he had horny feelings for her. Not that horny?

A girl in her condition couldn't help but melt under the heat of his gaze and very hot words. No man, not even Tom during their honeymoon, had ever made her feel so desirable, so sexy, so hot.

She didn't know if this was the love of a man for his daughter-in-law, or just the seething lust of an old guy for a young girl. Either way, though, it reduced Karen to a puddle of liquid sex. Her pussy got very hot.

"I don't think we should talk about this any more," she said, trembling.

But Jim's eyes caressed her all over, and his sympathy got to her, and she went all weak and helpless. Touched all the way down to her pussy, she let the tears flow. "Ohhh, Dad, I've been so miserable," she sniffled.

He came over to her and sat with her and pulled her head to his broad, powerful chest, and she shuddered against him, and her hand accidentally fell into his lap. She quickly drew it away from a very thick cock. She sobbed a little while longer.

Comfortable in his big arms now, she sniffled and said, "I feel like such a baby, crying like this."

"Go ahead," he said, stroking her slender back, "it'll relieve tension. You need release. All those emotions pent up. It isn't healthy for a vibrant young girl like you."

"Oh," she purred. "You're such a comfort."

There was a hot moment then when his cock grew longer and the end of it touched her fingers which were resting on his thigh. It was hot. And wet. She saw a wet spot appear in his pants right before her lowered eyes, and it took her breath away.

Then she saw his big hand coming over to her heaving tits and she was helpless to stop it. She wanted to say no or something, but her tongue was tied and her tits reached out to him.

She caught her breath when his large fingers stroked a tit and made it respond with a quiver. And she moaned when he toyed with her nipples right through her T-shirt and flimsy bra. They got so hard for him that they made small bumps of their own.

"Let me help you, kitten," he said so huskily that she surrendered immediately. She lost her breath as he got her down on the sofa, all weak and hot.

If she had thought he was overdoing it with his compliments before, her doubts disappeared as he slowly ravished her whole body.

He licked her pouty lips until they buzzed, and lashed her tongue as he pulled her T-shirt up to her chin. Then he gazed at her tits in their cute little bra – just two small blue triangles of flimsy material – and he sucked her spiking nipples right through it at first.

Even as he sucked, he inched a triangle off her jutting tit, and sucked that one as he removed the other triangle. Then her tits were all naked and he licked them and nibbled them and sucked them until even she believed they were juicy and luscious, like he said.

Like a man at a feast, he ate her tits with such relish that she body thought he'd make them cum. They sure felt like they could cum.

It was all so juicy that she suddenly and wantonly ached to give him her pussy, father-in-law or no father-in-law. All she knew as she bathed in sucky tit-pleasure was that she wanted him to have her furry, luscious pussy.

As if he sensed that – or maybe he saw her belly humping and writhing – he slowly drew her short skirt way up as he sucked her arching tits. And the next thing she felt was his hot lips kissing their way down her twisty young body.

She gasped when he tongued her navel for a while, and she whimpered when his lips and tongue caressed her inner thighs, and traveled deliciously to her hungry, aching, humping pussy.

Any other man would have ripped her panties off to get to her wet pussy, but not Jim. Because he meant what he said, that she was scrumptious, he licked and sucked her pussy right through the thin crotch of her panties.

He ate her so good like that that she spread her legs even wider and humped her hot crotch on his mouth. No man had ever cherished her pussy this way, least of all Tom. His dad was hungry for it.

To her complete surprise, he ate his way into her panties. It was mind-boggling, what he did to her. As she lay there, gasping and humping, he got the little crotch of her panties soaked with her cum and his saliva. And when it was drenched, he nipped at it with his teeth. This alarmed Karen at first, and she gasped.

"Oh! Don't bite me!"

But then she realized that he wasn't trying to do that at all. He caught the flimsy fabric in his teeth and wrenched his head like a dog with a sock and, to Karen's delight, her panties ripped open.

When he had made a hole in them, he shoved his thick tongue up into her churning pussy and made her squeal. Then he tongue-fucked her pussy for a while before returning to his labor. Tearing at her frayed panties with only his teeth, he ripped the crotch of them to shreds. Then, to her extreme pleasure, her panties were nothing but a narrow band of blue around her writhing hips, and he was sucking her naked pussy like it truly was luscious.

He sucked her zinging clit and thumb-fucked her pussy until she was cumming beautifully, then he got her whole crotch soaked, and hot cum seeped down into her asshole and, before she knew it, he was licking that, too.

The first lick was electric, and she jumped a mile.

"Dad!" she shrieked as he tongued her virgin asshole. "What are you trying to do to me!"

But it was obvious what he was trying to do to her. He was trying to give her more cummy pleasure than she'd ever had in her whole life, as if he was making up for his son's neglect all at once!

When he wasn't licking her clit or tonguing her pussy or tonguing her asshole, he was sucking her clit and fingering her wet asshole and thumbing her wrenching, cumming pussy. She never had it so good, not even when Tom was at his best.

She came so much and so long that she felt like she'd burned down to ashes on the sofa. And still he devoured her pussy, still hungry for her, still driving her mad with mind-bending, cummy feelings.

Her senses reeled and she lost all contact with where she was. It felt like she was swimming in a pool of cum, her cum, and it felt delicious.

She didn't know when or how it happened, but Jim pulled her off the sofa and she rolled off it, right on top of him, and his stiff cock was there in front of her face, and her hot pussy was on his mouth.

His cock was the biggest, thickest, wettest cock she'd ever seen, a cock that would have frightened her just a few years ago, but now, with her pussy churning on his tongue, she devoured his cock the way he devoured her pussy.

Casting all care into her cummy pleasure, she hugged his cock as she licked it all over and sucked it hornily. Though it stretched her mouth and made her jaw ache, she pumped it and sucked with passion as she came some more on his fabulous tongue.

And when his cock exploded in her mouth he drilled his tongue right into her tight little asshole, and fucked it in and out in there as he shot a huge load of jism for her.

Her small mouth filled several times with thick jism, and she gulped and gulped to get it all. But some squirted out of her wet mouth and dribbled down into her fist. Then her hand slipped wetly up and down his big cock as she ate him.

And much later, when his cock finally stopped spitting, she licked up all the cum on his cock and her hand, sucking off her fingers one at a time, the way she used to lick up whipped cream when she was a little girl. It was scrumptious now, too.

Panting, moaning, she rolled off of him and onto her back under the coffee table. She just rested there, gazing at the father-in-law she never really knew, till now. What a man, she thought hotly.

"I've never been licked there before," she said, meaning her asshole.

Jim got up on an elbow and watched her naked tits rise and fail with her heavy breathing.

"I hoped you'd like it," he said.

"I loved it!" she exclaimed. "Isn't that awful of me?"

"You needed something like that, kitten," he said, reaching over to pet her pussy.

"Ohhh, I know," she panted, as her pussy purred for him. "I'll never be able to thank you for all you've done."

"Yes, you will," he said in a sexy voice. "I want to fuck you."

"Now?" she chirped, looking over at his cock. It was throbbing again. "I thought only young cocks were energetic!"

"It gets better with age," he said.

She moved out from under the table, and Jim moved to her. As she lay petting her tits and pussy, he got naked with her. His cock kept getting bigger and when he knelt between her thighs, it looked gigantic.

She shivered just looking at it.

"God," she moaned, staring at it, "if you fuck me with that big cock, you're gonna have to soak me up with a sponge!"

She was right. By the time he shot his load into her pussy, she was little more than a puddle of wet female sex. How his wife's pussy survived years of that cock, she'd never know. It was huge.

So huge that her small pussy strangled it and choked on it. She choked on it, too, because when he finally got all of it into her body, it felt like his cock-head was fucking into her lungs.

"Dad!" she gasped as he fucked her brains out. "Oh! It's so big in me! It fills my pussy like it filled my mouth! Oh, God, what a cock!"