Son And Dad Shared

My father-in-law is a very attractive and fit man of 51. He looks like he is in his mid 30s. His wife died several years ago and he has not remarried. He is a terrific guy and we get along very well. He is also smart and has a great sense of humor. His son, my husband Josh, also gets along well with his Dad. My confession is that I have been sleeping with Dad for nearly ten years.

I was 21 and had been with Josh for two years when it happened. Josh and I had been intimate since we were 18. We met during our first year in college. We loved sex and experimented like many young people. Of course, I had met his Dad before and liked him. But, this visit to see Josh's Dad was different. His wife had recently passed away and Dad was still sad and lonely. I felt for him.

The first night of our visit, Josh and i had gone to bed and we were fooling around. We'd had a fine dinner and had drunk a bunch of wine. I was drunk. I sucked Josh's dick until he was very hard and guided him into me. He fucked me until I was on the verge of an orgasm and then he pulled out. All I wanted was for him to finish with me. Instead he took my hand and walked me to his Dad's bedroom and told me to get in bed with him. If I hadn't been so horny and drunk, I never would have done it, bit I got in bed with Dad. His naked body felt wonderful pressed against mine.

Dad was very gentle, and very slow, with me. He told me that Josh had told him that I might come to his bed. He kissed me and his hands were magic on my body. Before long I held his erection. He moved me on top and entered me. He fucked me for the longest time slowly. It felt wonderful and I asked him to cum in me. He fucked me hard and filled me. It al felt very natural to be with him. I rode him one more time and he filled me again. I sucked his penis clean and went back to Josh. Josh took me in his arms and I put his dick in me and he fucked me hard until we both came. Later, he told me he could hear me moaning as I had fucked his Dad. He said it was really sexy to hear me and knowing I liked Dad fucking me.

It's been ten years since that first time. Josh and I visit Dad five or six times year. It would be more often, but we live a good distance away. Each night during our visit I move back and forth between bedrooms just like the first night. I know how different this must seem to others, but I love fucking them both. We've never done a threesome and I doubt we will. Josh and his Dad have occasionally, when we have all been together talking, told me how much they like making love to me. After those conversations, I am usually turned on by the sexual compliments and I get them to wait for me in their bedrooms. I still leave Dad's bedroom door open so Josh can hear me. Josh absolutely does not mind his Dad sleeping with me.