Part II: Fucking my Daughter-In-Law the next day

By the end of the first day of fucking my daughter-in-law I’d fucked her four times, three times in her pussy and once up her ass. She also gave me two of the best blow jobs I’d ever received. All in all it was a fantastic day. The night, starting with the drive home, was another story.

Almost as soon as I got in the car the guilt of what just happened started to consume me. How was I going to face my son? What kind of person does this to his own child? How do I come to terms with what just happened? Etc. The questions were endless and the answers were hidden.

To make sense of the situation and to relieve the burden I was feeling I tried to justify the day. I told myself that “My son is ignoring his wife, she has needs, and if I didn’t satisfy those needs someone else would.” No luck that still didn’t make it right.

I then tried the human nature approach. I told myself “Amy is very attractive, I should be happy that she’s interested in me. It’s human nature for me to do to her what I did.” Human nature maybe but that still doesn’t absolve me for what I did.

After what seemed like days of agonizing over the problem I came up with a solution that I was sure would make me feel better and relieve some of the guilt. I was going to find out why Tristan was ignoring her. Maybe he’s having an affair; maybe he’s unsure of their marriage, maybe he is stressed and doesn’t realize what he’s doing. What ever the reason I was going to find out and then I would confront him on it. I’d tell him how this is making Amy feel. My son is very compassionate, I’m sure he’d adjust his behavior to make his wife happy.

I really felt like I found the solution to my dilemma until the gaping hole in my theory revealed itself, how do you tell your own son that you know he hasn’t fucked his wife in over a month?

Nope I was stuck with my guilt and there was nothing I could do to change that. I had to accept that earlier today I fucked a 23 year old, 5’4″, 115 lbs, brown hair, and brown eyed woman with a D cup rack. Only problem was she’s my daughter-in-law.

I was determined to make sure it never happened again! Starting tomorrow our relationship would go back to how it was. I know she expected me at 8:00 in the morning with the plumbers coming at 1:00. I would talk to her about what happened, tell her it can never happen again, and that I will only be able to see her when Tristan is around.

Feeling good about my solution I slowly drifted off to sleep.

My slumber was ended by the sound of the telephone, it was Amy. She wanted to know where I was. I looked at my alarm clock which said 9:30 AM; she was expecting me at 8:00. I told her I’d be over at 1:00 to talk about yesterday and was getting ready to hang up when Amy interrupted me. She said, in a very shaky and meek voice;
“Tom we need to talk now. You’re bothered by what happened yesterday and frankly so am I. Could you please come over as soon as possible to clear the air? I don’t want this to ruin our relationship.”

I told Amy that I needed to clean up and I’d be over around 10:30. As I hung up the phone something occurred to me, how did Amy feel about yesterday? When I was wrestling with my guilt in never occurred to me that Amy was probably wrestling with the same guilt. For some reason this made me feel better, misery loves company

I took my shower and headed to Amy’s house. I knocked on the front door and heard Amy yell “Tom is that you?”

I replied “Yes it is”

Amy then said “The doors’ unlocked and I’m downstairs”

I walked in and went down the steps into the basement. As soon as I rounded the corner there was Amy sitting on the floor in her pajamas. Not the same pajamas from yesterday but they had the same affect. Today’s version of Amy’s pajamas consisted of a tight pink shirt that accented her large breasts and brought out the brown in her eyes and hair, a pair of white thong panties, and a pair of white socks.

I was instantly hard and I quickly turned away and was heading up the steps when Amy said “Tom wait! I knew you’d feel bad. Let me explain.”

I stopped and said “I’ll listen to what you have to say on one condition, you put some clothes on. Amy I can’t fuck you again.” I tried to sound strong but the sight of Amy sitting on the floor in her pajamas was taking its toll on my resolve.

Amy replied “Fare enough, but are you sure you want me to do that?”

I turned around, I don’t know why, and was ready to say something when Amy pulled her shirt up to just under her tits and spread her legs

Resolve weakened further but I was able to say “Amy please don’t”

She immediately lowered her shirt and said “I’m sorry” and then added “I need to stretch.” She stretched her arms high above her head causing her shirt to move up her stomach again.

My mind was saying stay strong, fight through this but my dick was saying give in, fuck her again. I was determined to stay strong but I really needed Amy to go up stairs and get some clothes.

As soon as she was done stretching Amy quickly got on her knees and took her shirt off, revealing a white satin bra. I knew I was close to losing the battle between my dick and my mind but I had one more shot and I was going to take it. This time I yelled “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!?”

Amy said “I’m putting some clothes on like you asked” and pointed to her side. At her side was a pair of jeans and a shirt, I never thought she’d get dressed in front of me.

Amy looked at me, stopped what she was doing, put her hands on her knees, and said “Remember the last time I was on my knees? I sure do.”

Before I could say anything Amy continued

“You were standing by the front door with your pants around your ankles. I was kneeling in front of you, naked, sucking on your cock. You had your hands on my head guiding me back and forth, back and forth. I remember looking up at you seeing that look on your face made me suck faster and harder. I remember you saying something to the affect “OH GOD AMY KEEP SUCKING!” and I did. I sucked you until you exploded in my mouth. Wave after wave of cum being shot down my throat and I swallowed every drop. I thought you liked it, I know I did but I guess I was wrong. Why else would you want me to get dressed and not do that to you again?”

Having Amy explain the event caused my dick to get even harder but I was determined not to fuck her again. So I said “Amy I loved having you suck on my cock but…”

Before I could finish Amy interrupted and said; “Well if you liked the blow job then maybe you didn’t like it when I was on my hands and knees?” Amy immediately dropped down to her elbows and pushed her dainty little ass back and continued;

“Do you remember what we were doing the last time I was in this position? I sure do, you were kneeling behind me with both hands on my hips and you were ramming your dick up my ass. As I watched you fuck me in the mirror you were looking straight down watching you dick appear and disappear in my ass. But maybe you didn’t like that either. I mean if you did you’d be behind me right now pounding me.

POUNDING!! That was all it took. When Amy used the word pounding to describe the anal fucking I gave her the last of my resolve evaporated. I walked towards Amy, got behind her, and started to take my pants off. I’d failed; I was going to fuck my daughter-in-law again.

Amy then said “Daddy what are you doing back there? Daddy was I a bad girl? Are you going to punish me?”

Without answering I got on my knees, ripped Amy’s panties off, and was getting ready to fuck her when she said “Daddy don’t fuck me, please don’t fuck me, I promise to be good!”

Still I didn’t respond. I positioned my dick at the entry of her ass, put my hands on her hips and whispered in her ear “Sor
ry honey, the only way to punish bad girls like you is to fuck them. So I’m going to fuck you now, then when I’m finished you will suck
on my cock, and then I’m going to fuck you again.”

Before Amy could respond I violently slammed my dick into her ass. I slammed in and out of Amy’s ass as hard as I could. At first Amy was moaning and saying a lot of “Daddy” shit but soon she got quiet and started to fidget, it was starting to hurt but I didn’t care.

Finally Amy said “Please stop, this is starting to hurt.”

I said “Shut up BITCH!! I’ll stop when I’m ready to stop!”

A few minutes passed and Amy said “Please stop, it really hurts” but I didn’t let up I continued to violently fuck her ass.

A few more minutes passed when she started to cry and begged me to stop. This only turned me on more and I started to push harder and faster. Amy was crying loudly now and pleading for me to stop. Then, without warning, my cock exploded in her. I pumped Amy full of hot cum.

I stayed there for a moment when Amy said, just above a whisper “please get out of me.” When I pulled out of her she immediately rolled over, whipped the tears from her eyes and said “I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THAT BECAUSE YOU WILL NEVER FUCK ME IN THE ASS AGAIN!!!”

I looked at Amy and yelled “LISTEN YOU LITTLE BITCH OR WHORE OR WHATEVER YOU WANT ME TO CALL YOU. I’LL FUCK YOU IN ANY HOLE I WANT. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!?!”

Amy looked to the ground and I repeated “DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!?!?”

Amy said, in a whisper “yes”

Then I added “NOW GET UP AND LET’S GO UP STAIRS WE’RE NOT FINISHED FUCKING YET!”

Amy obediently got to her feet and walked up the steps. Watching that bare, round ass going up the steps caused me to get another hard on. So at the top of the steps I told Amy to get on her hands and knees.

Amy dropped to her knees, turned and with a begging look on her face and a submissive tone said “Tom please don’t fuck me in the ass. It really hurts.”

I leaned close to Amy’s ear and whispered “I think your ass has had enough for a while. I would prefer to stick my dick in your pussy.”

Amy smiled dropped down on her hands, spread her legs, and said “I’m glad you came over to talk about our relationship.” And with that I fucked my daughter-in-law again.

I fucked Amy a total of three times that day, twice before the plumbers arrived and once after.

Three things happened that day which had a profound effect on my relationship with my daughter-in-law. First I accepted the sexual relationship I was in with my daughter-in-law and stopped trying to fight it. Second by being forceful with Amy I leveled the playing field of our relationship. And third I never fucked Amy up the ass again. Oh sure we did it doggy but I never entered her ass again.