Freeuse Christmas Party With My Inlaws

Sometimes giving them exactly what they want is a good thing.

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My Fiancé spotted me from across the room and headed for me immediately.

“Wow you must have really impressed Father Bentley, he said he’d be delighted to perform our wedding.” He was so happy I didn’t want to tell him the truth.

Father Bentley thought I was a whore, and I’d proved him right by letting him have exactly what he’d wanted in Luis’ study. Right now the good father’s seed was threatening to leak out of my tight ass.

On a positive note, I’d found anal a lot more enjoyable than I’d expected and I was going to have to introduce Mike to the concept as I wanted to experience that sensation again.

“I just heard him out and he was very accommodating,” I replied with a smile. “He was lovely.”

It was a half-truth. At least that’s what I told myself. Father Bentley had been an ass, but his dick had been rather nice. We talked about the wedding for a few minutes before his mother Maria swooped by and grabbed me by the hand.

“Mind giving me a hand for a few minutes, dear?” Maria asked as she dragged me along behind her to the kitchen. I nodded, swept along in the cyclone that was my mother-in-law to be.

When we were alone she turned on me.

“Did you just fuck Father Bentley?” Her question was direct and to the point. “Because I see no other way the good father would agree to officiate your wedding.”

I wasn’t sure why she cared.

“He fucked me,” I replied. “And I didn’t have much choice. He was going to tell Mikey and we can’t have that.”

“You’re right,” Maria replied. “He’s a sweet boy, but he has little chance of keeping a naughty slut like you satisfied enough to stick around. And Taylor, I want you to stick around.”

Her fingers traced their way up my thigh, beneath my dress and found the lacy hem of my thong. She slid it aside and found my warm sex. I was so wet she entered me easily.

“You want me to marry Mike?” Frankly it shocked me after everything she’d learned.

“More than that, dear. I want you to move in here so that you’re nice and close.” Her fingers teased my depths. For someone who’d never been with a woman that I knew of, she was very good with them. She seemed to know exactly where to put them to make my knees shake.

“Now dear, why don’t you get on your knees and return the favour. After all it’s better to give than receive.”

I looked around, the kitchen was empty. But there were family and friends thronging the house. It wouldn’t stay that way for long.

“Here?” I hissed.

“Yes,” Maria’s lips nipped at my ear. “I want you to taste me.”

Her hands on my waist encouraged me to my knees, and my soon-to-be mother-in-law, straddled my chin, pulling her own panties aside much as she had mine. I ran my tongue across her lips, tracing my way to her clit.

She trembled with excitement.

“Yes, Taylor,” she breathed. “That’s it, baby.”

If I had any doubt about my oral skills, the hand on the back of my head soon reassured me. Trapped between the bench and my mother-in-law’s soaked sex I tongued and teased and sucked on her engorged clit. She gripped the back of my head with one hand, pulling me deeper into her sex as I tongued her pussy.

Her legs trembled as she soaked my chin. I could feel her climax coming hard and fast. It was no surprise, the chance of getting caught had my own heart racing. What would happen if someone walked in and caught me eating out Maria in the kitchen?

Knowing this family of pious horn dogs, they’d probably use the blackmail to make me fuck them. Not that I needed all that encouragement. The deeper I got in this particular web of deceit the more arousing my journey became.

Maria reached down and fingered her clit as I drove my tongue deep inside her. The frantic motions drove her over the edge and as she humped my chin, clear fluid sprayed all over my face.

“Ahhh,” Maria panted as she squirted all over me. I tried to move, but her firm grip held me fast as she coated me in her pleasure. Her excitement got everywhere. My mouth, my lips, my chest. By the time she was done, the top half of my dress was soaked.

“Look at the mess you made,” I panted as I collapsed against the cabinetry.

Maria bit her lip. “Thank you dear, that was exquisite.”

I pulled myself to my feet and surveyed the damage to my party outfit.

“Can you at least distract Mike while I go change.”

“Of course, Taylor,” Maria’s bliss-filled grin spread. “It’s the least I can do.”

I raced through the house, the heady aroma of my soon-to-be mother-in-law filling my nostrils as I did my best to ignore anyone and hope they didn’t notice the smell. Racing out of the kitchen drenched was less conspicuous as long as they didn’t breath too deeply.

I raced into the guest room, my little retreat in this crazy house. I peeled off my soiled sundress and tossed it in the laundry hamper. My underwear followed. I stood naked in front of the mirror in the bathroom, examining the mess Maria had made. I’d hoped I’d get away without needing another shower but there wasn’t a chance of that.

Turning, I studied my ass in the mirror. Father Bentley had not been gentle, and the memory made me blush. I had two large red handprints on my ass where he’d held me tightly.

There was also a third on my right cheek where he’d spanked me. I’d been so worked up, I hadn’t even noticed that he’d done that. Clearly the good father was an ass man. I’d have to remember that if he needed any further encouragement. Pulling out my camera I took a picture of the priest’s handiwork. It might come in handy in the future.

I slipped into the shower and jumped under the warm water, purging every last trace of my infidelity. As I did my mind was already working on excuses for my behaviour. I’d made one mistake, riding my soon-to-be father-in-law, but in my defence, I had thought he was Mikey. I had told my hubby to come find me and take care of my needs, not collapse for the night after drinking himself into a stupor.

Everything had come from that. All I’d wanted was to win over Mike’s family, but I’d been expecting a household full of conservative Christians, I hadn’t been prepared for a family that would use any means at their disposal to beg, borrow or blackmail their way into my eager sex.

Blackmail. Every member of Mike’s family had enough incendiary secrets to make sure that Mike never spoke to me ever again. I showered as swiftly as I could, I didn’t want to arouse suspicions by being away too long.

As long as I didn’t stink of sex, Mike would be none the wiser. There was no way he believed his family to be capable of this, otherwise I’m sure he would have warned me.

Satisfied that I know longer smelled like his mother, I slipped out of the shower and wrapped my towel around me, tucking it in a tight knot beneath my arm as I looked for something else to wear. I’d only packed a few outfits.

I was going to need to do a load of washing badly. Throwing everything in the laundry hamper, I headed for my suitcase.

Only to find Luis, my father-in-law sitting naked on the end of my bed. His bed, I guess. After all it was his house.

“Luis, what are you doing here?” I whispered.

He stroked his cock as his eyes played hungrily over the towel. “I just had a word with Father Bentley.”

“Don’t get me started,” I replied as I bent over my suitcase to find something to wear. I was acutely aware he was probably getting a good look at my ass, as the towel wasn’t nearly long enough. Could he see the red marks the priest had left as I’d bought his silence. “The good Father isn’t who everyone thinks he is.”

“Oh I’m well aware,” Luis laughed. “I just never expected you’d play along so willingly. Now I find myself jealous of him for the first time in my life.”

I turned. “Look Luis, this can’t keep happening. I’m marrying your son. You can’t all keep doing this to me. What about Mike?”

“Mikey will be fine,” his father grinned. “He brought your hot little ass here. He knew there had to be a chance this might happen. It’s not the first time.”

The whole time he spoke, his hand worked his thick shaft. It really was an impressive cock. It was a shame Mike hadn’t inherited that from his dad.

“What do you mean?” I stopped my search. I needed to get rid of Luis, and wary of what that might involve I wasn’t willing to spoil another change of clothes. I snatched up a white thong and slid it on, if nothing else it would stop him getting glimpses of my pussy every time I raised my arms.

“Well.” Luis shrugged. “Let’s just say it’s not the first time he’s brought a pretty girl home. They really seem to flock to him. It’s been a real blessing for his brother and I.”

“You’ve done this before?” I groaned. Poor Mike. My heart sank, I felt so bad for him. Even as I regretted all that I’d done, I was staring at his father’s impressive endowment and found myself forgetting anything else.

“Well, not quite this,” Luis answered. “They were never engaged, and they never jumped on my cock without me having to do anything. The other night in the lounge was the best sex I’ve had in weeks.”

“You’re welcome,” I answered. “Now can you get out of here before anyone comes looking for us.”

I needed him to leave. That meaty weapon was simply too much of a temptation, and as he stroked its full length I found myself remembering riding him in that santa suit.

He was right, it had been great sex. I’d needed it so bad. Damn Mikey for getting so drunk he couldn’t deliver on his promise.

“Not a chance,” Luis laughed. “You two are leaving in three days, and we’re running out of excuses to get him away from the house. This might be the last chance I have to stretch out that tight little ass.”

He was so forward he made me blush a brilliant shade of red. My jaw dropped as I stared at the bulbous head of his cock. “Never, that monster will destroy me.”

“You can’t take your eyes of it, can you?” Luis gloated. “Shame Mike hasn’t got one this big huh?”

I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to hurt Mike’s feelings.

“You know the score Taylor,” Luis said when I didn’t answer. “Give me what I want or I’m going to have to tell him what Derek and I did to you in the living room this morning.”

“You wouldn’t.” I inched closer.

“I’m afraid I would,” Luis answered without any remorse. “And I daresay it will upset him a lot more than the time he found out what I did to his hot little prom date.”

“Prom date?” That had to be more than a decade ago. “What did you do?”

“Alison,” Luis stared wistfully at me. “She was the first, barely eighteen. A tight little blonde number desperate to have a great prom night if you know what I mean. Came back to our place but Mikey missed the signals, and she asked to go home.”

“You didn’t?” I could hardly believe my ears.

“I offered to drive and the little minx put her hand on my thigh. Well, we took a little detour and Alison took Daddy for her first ride. I got a little carried away, much like I did with you. They dated for a few more months but it got pretty hard to hide the baby bump.”

I bit my lip. He’d bred his son’s girlfriend. “And Mike found out?”

Luis eyed me like his next prize. “He knew someone had done it, but she never told him who. That was our deal. I drop by once a month to take care of her needs; she never tells a soul who the real father is.”

“You just told me,” I answered. “I could tell Mike.”

I was trying to bargain but it was futile. Luis just laughed me off. “And how do you think that will end. He won’t speak to either of us ever again.”

“Don’t you regret any of this?” I shook my head in disbelief as he continued his steady stroking.

“Not at all,” my future father-in-law replied. “I have needs, and there’s nothing hotter than breeding an eager young slut. Who knows Taylor, maybe I’ve already bred you.”

My heart raced. There was every chance he had, and I still hadn’t found any birth control. The damage might already be done. The thought of having his baby both terrified me and made me inexplicably wet at the same time.

Suddenly I saw a way out. I couldn’t possibly take him in my ass, I wouldn’t be able to sit down for a month. I knew I wasn’t ready for that.

“I’ll tell you what, Luis.” I smoothed the towel in nervous anticipation. “Forget about Father Bentley and his misadventures and keep Derek from harassing me for the rest of this trip and I’ll climb onto your lap and we can relive the other night.”

Luis bit his lip. He’d had his sights set on my ass; I could see it in his eyes. But after hearing him talk about Alison I knew what he wanted more. To cuckold his son by breeding his fiancé. A prom date was one thing, but for an alpha male like Luis, I imagined the thought of breeding another man’s wife would send him over the edge.

Luis smiled. “Maria’s always wanted some grandkids running around the house. Climb aboard, Taylor, you’ve got yourself a deal.”

Slowly, I undid my towel and let it drop to the floor. I knew I shouldn’t but the thought of what I was about to do had be eager with anticipation. I just had to make sure Mike never found out.

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