Christmas At The In-Laws Is Going To Get Me In Trouble
His mom is a pious prude, but his dad and brother are the biggest horn dogs I’ve ever met.
I raced into the guest bedroom as my fiancé and his mother pulled up in front of the house. I wouldn’t have been in such a hurry except my soon-to-be father in law Luis, and his brother Derek had both just taken turns fucking me in the living room.
I could feel my flushed cheeks as I tossed my soiled thong in the laundry hamper. The two of them were animals. The opposite of my tender, loving, Mike. He was so sweet, they were raw, animalistic and passionate. And they hadn’t thought twice about using the situations to their advantage.
I’d accidentally fucked my fiancé’s father in the lounge room last night, thinking it was Mike. To make matters worse, his brother had watched the whole thing. But rather than out me, Derek had tormented me under the table at breakfast.
He’d got me so worked up, that the moment Mike and his mom had left to do the Christmas shopping the pair of them had dragged me into the living room and dominated me.
I could still feel his father’s hand on my ass where he’d spanked me. I never would have expected it to get me so wet. Turns out I liked a little spanking. Who would have known? They’d used me hard, his brother filling me up, before letting his dad do the same.
I hadn’t been in the house twenty-four hours and already I’d been cream pied three times and not a single one of them was by my husband-to-be. I raced into the shower and turned it on.
This whole holiday was a mess. First they wouldn’t let Mike and I share a bedroom, now it seemed everything was conspiring to keep us apart while his dad and brother made the most of how horny the holidays made me.
The door to the bathroom opening nearly scared the hell out of me. For a moment I thought it was Luis, sneaking in for more. There seemed to be no limits to his father’s libido.
“Easy, baby, it’s just me.” Mike laughed as he slipped inside.
My heart was pounding and I was keenly aware of the seed dripping down my leg. I washed it frantically. “Mike are you crazy? Your mom could catch us.”
“She’s headed up to take a nap.” Mike’s broad grin told me exactly what he had in mind. “And Dad and Derek headed out to grab some beer for the game later.”
I held the door to the shower shut as I tried to erase the evidence of my infidelity.
“What are you doing, babe,” Mike laughed. “Let me in.”
“You’re still wearing you glasses, hun,” I protested. It was my one chance. Without them, maybe he wouldn’t be able to see the mess I’d made in the shower.
Mike smiled. “You’re always looking out for me.”
He set his glasses down on the counter and I let him in. Mike was so hard, all six inches were jutting out proudly as his eyes played over my naked body.
“Oh, baby, I’m so horny. Please fuck me.” I leaned forward and guided his hands to my tits.
Mike groaned as he played with my nipples. “Sleeping in different beds is the worst.”
“I know,” I groaned. “Why do you think I’m in the shower, I’ve been playing with myself all night. I’ve needed you so bad, stick it in me.”
I was pushing hard, but I was feeling guilty and it didn’t normally take much persuading to get Mike to bend me over and take me doggy-style.
But rather than bend me over and use me like his dad and brother had, he dropped to his knees.
“What are you doing?” I asked, my heart stopping.
“I want to taste you.”
I didn’t know how to stop him without arousing his suspicions. I was normally in such a hurry to get him to go down on me. Mike did have excellent tongue game.
Only what if he noticed I tasted different today? I was already coming up with excuses as he parted my folds with his tongue. I thought he’d hesitate, but he dove right in. Sucking, kissing and lapping at my well used sex.
“You taste so good,” Mike said between long lapping licks. I didn’t have the heart to tell him why. As far as I was concerned, I never could.
I let go, losing myself in the moment and let my soon-to-be hubby, eat me to an exquisite orgasm in the shower. It didn’t take long, I was still so sensitive from everything that had happened in the living room.
Leaning back against the glass, I came hard, riding Mike’s chin until my whole body spasmed.
His duty done, Mike rose to his feet. “That was fast. Someone must have been all worked up.”
That’s because your dad and brother just spent the last hour taking turns stretching me out.
The very thought sent another spasm of pleasure through me. It was wrong, very wrong. I didn’t want to cheat on Mike, I’d never planned on this, it had just happened. It was a terrible accident. A terribly arousing accident.
“I know, baby, I’ve just needed this all night. You know me.”
“I do,” he chuckled as he reached an arm under my leg and leaned me over. “My baby doesn’t like to go without.”
That was true. I certainly didn’t like to miss out. While I’d worried this holiday was going to be a week of enforced celibacy, turns out I was likely to have a whole household of men eager to see to my needs.
Of course, the second Mike found out, my wedding was going to be cancelled but I couldn’t really see any way out of my current circumstances.
There was no way Mike would believe I’d accidentally fucked his dad in a Santa suit right?
“You’re so wet,” Mike congratulated himself on his prowess and I let out a groan as he slid inside me. I’d always enjoyed sex with Mike. Up until last night I’d considered his six inches something worth treasuring. Now in the aftermath of his overendowed family, I couldn’t feel it nearly as much, but very much needed some relief from his dad’s girthy baseball bat.
Mike slid in and out of my soaked sex, and I was rather glad Mike had never had sloppy seconds before and likely wouldn’t recognize the feeling of being last inside his fiancé.
Balanced on one leg in the shower I couldn’t do a great deal other than grab his ass and pull him into me. Mike played with my breasts, teasing my nipple as his thrusts grew more erratic.
He was close, I could sense it. The intensity in his eyes, the tremble in his hips. I placed my hand on his cheek and smiled. “That’s it come for me baby, before your mother catches us.”
“But,” he protested.
“It’s ok, I’ve got my pills.” Normally I wouldn’t let him finish inside me without a condom, but after the last day I was already relying rather heavily on my morning-after-pill to keep me from getting pregnant with his dad’s baby. Or his brother, either of which could be a disaster.
Maybe it was the guilt, but I pulled him into me as he erupted. Mike’s orgasm face was so cute, a mix of relief and gratitude as he flooded me with his seed.
His strength spent, Mike let my leg down and wrapped his arms around me, nuzzling into me as we shared a moment of post orgasmic bliss under the steady warm rain of the shower.
“I better go,” Mike whispered. “We can’t have anyone catch us, my mother would flip out.”
I tried not to laugh. After the last day, this was likely the least offensive thing I’d done under her roof.
“Sure baby,” I smiled.
“I’ll get changed and we can look into wedding details,” Mike added as he wrapped a towel around himself.
I nodded. “Sounds good to me.”
He grabbed his clothes, slipped out of the bathroom and raced upstairs. Locking the guest bedroom door I raced for my bag. Hunting for my pills.
Only I couldn’t find them.
Flipping open my suitcase, I upended it on the bed. I went through everything but they were nowhere to be found.
Oh shit. Had I left them at home? I started to panic as I realized the full import of what I’d done. At this rate my Christmas present was likely to be a babe that had only the slightest chance of belonging to my hubby, and a massive chance of being his over-endowed dad’s third son.
What was I going to do?
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