Straight Female / 43
I posted something last night, and shared a very personal intimate story about an incident that happened to me in which I would have never expected. My husband and I drive the 4 hours to spend the weekends with my daughter and my grand daughter. We have done it for the last couple of years, since my daughter moved out of state, and she landed a good job, and got married. It has been a great time, driving, spending weekends with them, having fun, hanging out, and seeing our grand daughter. Last weekend, however, things changed. My husband could not come with me, and wasn't slated until Saturday morning to arrive. When I called, my daughter and grand daughter were out of the house, having gone to help a family friend deal with some personal issues. She informed me she would be home very early on Saturday. I went to the house as I always did, simply preparing to unwind, and relax.
That night, however, things happened between my son-in-law, and we ended up having some of the most intense, stimulating and orgasmic sex I have ever had. My husband, while being very good in bed, did not do anything like my son-in-law did. Shortly after, I realized with a guilty feeling, I had crossed a line and did something I have never done. I have never cheated, never lied, or gone out of my marriage. Until I saw my son-in-law in a towel, and nothing more, his muscular legs, and his hard shoulders, I had never given him consideration, or even thought, considering he's in his mid 20's, married to MY daughter, sleeping with her, assuming he's having sex with her, and he's half my age. But sweet Jesus, what he did to me, and how he made me feel, compared to nothing I had experienced.
I had to work last night. And when I woke up about noon or so, an early day as I don't work the next two nights (this is how I normally do things - go to bed at a normal time on my days off), I saw a missed call. Thinking it was my husband (as he told me the other day he would be out of town until late Thursday evening), I was shocked to see it was my son-in-law calling. I freaked out, thinking something had happened. And when I called back, he apologized, and said no. He said all was OK. He'd just needed to talk to me. I knew what this was about, and where it was going. Until he shocked me, and said he was in town, having taken a long road trip, and wanted to see me. I wasn't sure if this was a good idea, but told him I had to shower, clean up, and get around. I told him to come by in about an hour.
I think I knew something might happen, or even wanted to happen. I even put on some stuff I might not normally wear for an everyday average day off. And about an hour later, he came by. I invited him in, and saw he was awkward, uncomfortable, and just really acting different. I got us some pop, and told him to sit down. And we proceeded to talk. For the better part of an hour. About everything that had happened. He apologized profusely, said he felt insanely guilty, and that he couldn't stop thinking about it. I agreed. I told him he was married to my daughter, they were sleeping together, and had a family. And much to my shock, he stopped me. And said to me, watching my eyes widen and bug out "No. I don't feel guilty about having done what I did with you. I feel guilty because I want more. What I experienced was so much more than I have in years. And I'm sorry. I don't mean to sound bad as she's your daughter. But she's gotten too serious through the years, and it's not affectionate, emotional, or intense. What you made me do, and how you made me feel? I'm not that old. But good Lord, I loved it. And I never knew that it could be like THAT".
When he was saying that, he was looking right at me, and honest to God, I felt myself getting wet between the legs, thinking about last weekend, with him pounding at me, yelling, and gasping, before he intensely squirted everything he had inside me. He told me that since they had our grand daughter, she made him use condoms, and that she would never take the risk having sex raw. He said he was initially afraid, until I told him that he didn't have to hold back. And he said that he had never felt such an open release, and such immense pleasure. I felt my body tingling.
I don't know what made me do it. I stood up. And he was on the couch sitting there. I walked over, and I straddled him. I climbed across his lap, and instantly felt his cock thrust into me. He gasped. I kissed him. And it began again. Within not more than 3 or 4 minutes, we were completely naked. His enormous cock was straight out, massively huge. And not more than a couple of minutes later, he was thrusting inside me. All he said was "Good God. I so desperately needed to feel you. I thought of nothing else. Even the other day, when we were having sex at home, I feel guilty for admitting it, but all I could think about wearing that stupid condom was how it felt entering you"
When he said that, I came. A body shattering, instant orgasm that made me tremble, gasp, moan and almost cry in pleasure. And while I was having such an orgasm, I felt him gasp, shudder, and I heard him moan Oh God. I felt him thrust hard, and felt it. Warm. Sticky. Squirting up inside me. Throbbing. Thrusting. And then shortly after, he fell over, collapsing on me.
We laid there for a second. He rolled over and laid there. And I don't know what made me do it, but I rolled over slightly, took his limp cock in my mouth, and sucked. I felt him arch his ass upwards, and he yelped. I kept sucking. Stopped. And rolled over, sliding my tongue in his mouth. We proceeded to kiss for nearly 5 minutes. It was intense, and it made me soak myself even more.
Not more than a couple of minutes later, I felt him harden against my leg. He was laying on my back. I climbed on top, took his cock in my hand, and thrust it slowly inside my soaking wet dripping pussy. He pushed upwards, and gasped hard.
It didn't take long a second time, before I watched his face contort, and I saw him gasp. And felt him throb as he emptied himself in me a second time. As he was cumming, I heard him say that it felt so intensely good, and that he loved fucking my wet pussy.
When we were done, he hugged me. We were dressed. He looked back, quietly said "thank you for the most amazing day" and literally walked out of the house.
My daughter called me the next day, and we talked for nearly an hour. She asked about coming to visit again the following weekend. And sadly, as much as I wanted to go see her and my grand daughter, I continued to think about the immense pleasuring sex, and multiple orgasms I experienced at the hands of my son in law. Dirty, perverted, very sexually stimulating, and taboo. But I can't help it. It just makes me feel in a way that I never have. And I can't help but wondering if that's what he's doing when he fucks my daughter...
That night, however, things happened between my son-in-law, and we ended up having some of the most intense, stimulating and orgasmic sex I have ever had. My husband, while being very good in bed, did not do anything like my son-in-law did. Shortly after, I realized with a guilty feeling, I had crossed a line and did something I have never done. I have never cheated, never lied, or gone out of my marriage. Until I saw my son-in-law in a towel, and nothing more, his muscular legs, and his hard shoulders, I had never given him consideration, or even thought, considering he's in his mid 20's, married to MY daughter, sleeping with her, assuming he's having sex with her, and he's half my age. But sweet Jesus, what he did to me, and how he made me feel, compared to nothing I had experienced.
I had to work last night. And when I woke up about noon or so, an early day as I don't work the next two nights (this is how I normally do things - go to bed at a normal time on my days off), I saw a missed call. Thinking it was my husband (as he told me the other day he would be out of town until late Thursday evening), I was shocked to see it was my son-in-law calling. I freaked out, thinking something had happened. And when I called back, he apologized, and said no. He said all was OK. He'd just needed to talk to me. I knew what this was about, and where it was going. Until he shocked me, and said he was in town, having taken a long road trip, and wanted to see me. I wasn't sure if this was a good idea, but told him I had to shower, clean up, and get around. I told him to come by in about an hour.
I think I knew something might happen, or even wanted to happen. I even put on some stuff I might not normally wear for an everyday average day off. And about an hour later, he came by. I invited him in, and saw he was awkward, uncomfortable, and just really acting different. I got us some pop, and told him to sit down. And we proceeded to talk. For the better part of an hour. About everything that had happened. He apologized profusely, said he felt insanely guilty, and that he couldn't stop thinking about it. I agreed. I told him he was married to my daughter, they were sleeping together, and had a family. And much to my shock, he stopped me. And said to me, watching my eyes widen and bug out "No. I don't feel guilty about having done what I did with you. I feel guilty because I want more. What I experienced was so much more than I have in years. And I'm sorry. I don't mean to sound bad as she's your daughter. But she's gotten too serious through the years, and it's not affectionate, emotional, or intense. What you made me do, and how you made me feel? I'm not that old. But good Lord, I loved it. And I never knew that it could be like THAT".
When he was saying that, he was looking right at me, and honest to God, I felt myself getting wet between the legs, thinking about last weekend, with him pounding at me, yelling, and gasping, before he intensely squirted everything he had inside me. He told me that since they had our grand daughter, she made him use condoms, and that she would never take the risk having sex raw. He said he was initially afraid, until I told him that he didn't have to hold back. And he said that he had never felt such an open release, and such immense pleasure. I felt my body tingling.
I don't know what made me do it. I stood up. And he was on the couch sitting there. I walked over, and I straddled him. I climbed across his lap, and instantly felt his cock thrust into me. He gasped. I kissed him. And it began again. Within not more than 3 or 4 minutes, we were completely naked. His enormous cock was straight out, massively huge. And not more than a couple of minutes later, he was thrusting inside me. All he said was "Good God. I so desperately needed to feel you. I thought of nothing else. Even the other day, when we were having sex at home, I feel guilty for admitting it, but all I could think about wearing that stupid condom was how it felt entering you"
When he said that, I came. A body shattering, instant orgasm that made me tremble, gasp, moan and almost cry in pleasure. And while I was having such an orgasm, I felt him gasp, shudder, and I heard him moan Oh God. I felt him thrust hard, and felt it. Warm. Sticky. Squirting up inside me. Throbbing. Thrusting. And then shortly after, he fell over, collapsing on me.
We laid there for a second. He rolled over and laid there. And I don't know what made me do it, but I rolled over slightly, took his limp cock in my mouth, and sucked. I felt him arch his ass upwards, and he yelped. I kept sucking. Stopped. And rolled over, sliding my tongue in his mouth. We proceeded to kiss for nearly 5 minutes. It was intense, and it made me soak myself even more.
Not more than a couple of minutes later, I felt him harden against my leg. He was laying on my back. I climbed on top, took his cock in my hand, and thrust it slowly inside my soaking wet dripping pussy. He pushed upwards, and gasped hard.
It didn't take long a second time, before I watched his face contort, and I saw him gasp. And felt him throb as he emptied himself in me a second time. As he was cumming, I heard him say that it felt so intensely good, and that he loved fucking my wet pussy.
When we were done, he hugged me. We were dressed. He looked back, quietly said "thank you for the most amazing day" and literally walked out of the house.
My daughter called me the next day, and we talked for nearly an hour. She asked about coming to visit again the following weekend. And sadly, as much as I wanted to go see her and my grand daughter, I continued to think about the immense pleasuring sex, and multiple orgasms I experienced at the hands of my son in law. Dirty, perverted, very sexually stimulating, and taboo. But I can't help it. It just makes me feel in a way that I never have. And I can't help but wondering if that's what he's doing when he fucks my daughter...
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