Ted Leonard: Hot young wife

Pretty Harriet Fenton watched the red taillights of her husband's truck disappear into the darkness of the night. Her heart began to race madly. A nervous feeling crept through her belly and she caught her lower lip between her teeth. She was all alone with her father-in-law.

She heard the recliner creak and her heart skipped a beat. In the dark window she watched him come up behind her. Then she felt his hands, big and strong, come around her waist. Something big and hard was pressing against her ass.

"Dad, don't," she said weakly.

It always made Harriet weak when someone touched her body. Especially someone like Jim Fenton. She couldn't help this feeling. For as long as she could remember, she'd always been a very horny girl. Now, at eighteen, she felt hornier than ever. And the way her father-in-law's hands were creeping up to her tits made her terribly excited. She wanted to stop him, but she couldn't.

She shivered when her father-in-law's hands smoothed over her ripe young tits. She could feel her pink nipples getting hard right through her little bra and light dress as his hands began to feel her.

"Please," she whimpered, but it was more like a soft moan. Jim Fenton's large hands felt awfully good on her thrusting young tits. And then there was his prick – so big and stiff and throbbing against her curvaceous ass. Harriet couldn't stand it, and her knees went weak. Her lithe young body leaned against him and she shuddered as his hands opened her dress and caressed her half-naked beauties.

Her father-in-law turned her to face him. His hands moved to her shoulders.

Harriet felt her dress slipping down. "Oh, nooo," she breathed as it fell around her ankles. Now she was standing there in nothing but her teeny-weeny bra and panties. She felt naked.

But she felt other things, too. A sort of breathlessness, anxiety, a little fear. And that familiar ticklish feeling deep in her cunt that told her she was going to fuck.

These feeling spreads from her womb downward, like warm honey pouring through her body. It made her feel weaker and more helpless, and her eyes closed as if they were too heavy to keep open.

She was breathing faster through her parted lips as her father-in-law's hands removed her cute little bra. When the man's mouth kissed one nipple and then started sucking on it. Harriet thought she'd faint.

"Dad… please… noooo," she panted.

Her hands came up to his head as if to stop him, but by the time they got there his mouth felt too good on her tingling nipple. So her fingers curled into his hair and pulled his face tighter against her heaving tits.

As he sucked her lovely tit, he started pushing her little panties down. Harriet caught her breath as she felt the bit of silk slip below her crotch. When they were down to her knees, a big hot hand crept up between her thighs and gently caressed her furry young cunt. Harriet gasped as she felt her honey smooth down into her pussy.

Whenever that happened, Harriet's pussy got super horny. That's why she wished her father-in-law hadn't touched her. If he hadn't felt her up she would have been all right. But now he was sucking her tight young tits and stroking her clit and cunt. She couldn't help but moan with pleasure.

"Oh, Dad," she said with a shudder. "You're getting me so horny."

He quickly shoved her panties down and drew her naked body to the sofa. Harriet lay down, breathing fast and watching horny-eyed as her father-in-law opened his pants. When she saw the size of his stiff, wet cock, she gasped.

She had no thought of resisting him now. Resistance was the furthest thing from her young mind. With her pretty young cunt all wet with horniness and his huge dick throbbing madly, all she could think of was getting it stuck hard up her hot twat. She wasn't called Horny Harriet for nothing.

Hypnotized by his enormous prick and burning up with hungry pussy feelings, she spread her lovely legs real wide and reached out with both hands.

"Ohhh, give it to me," she moaned, almost begging.

Her father-in-law eased his big, thick cock into her anxious hands and Harriet grabbed the monster and pulled it to her open, wet snatch. Panting hotly, she raised her pussy up and guided his thick, wet cockhead between her cuntlips. When his massive cockhead was firmly wedged into the hot opening of her fuck-channel, she slipped her slender arms around his broad shoulders.

"Do it to me!" She panted, moving her moist cunt on his prick. "Now, now. Qhhh, please, Dad, push it in!"

When he gladly urged the full length of his slippery cock up into her squirmy little cunthole, she gasped, "Oh – do it, Dad! Ohhh, fuck me! Ohhh, God, what a big cock – give it to me! Fuck it into my cunt, Dad. Ohhh, I'm so fucking horny. Fuck the life out of me! Fuck me, fuck me,fuck meeee!"

Her father-in-law started riding her twisting young body, drilling his big dick into her squirmy twat, and horny Harriet met his every lunge with a sharp lift of her squishy young twat. His plunging cock sent her into a fit of lust as her horny little cunthole clenched and clamped on his driving prick.

"Uh-uh-uh!" She was gasping as the huge dick came plowing into her cunt. "Ohhhh, fuck me, Dad! It feels so good! Ohhh, I love to fuck – I do – I do! Uhhh, fucking is so gooood! Ummmmm, moooorrre! Fuck me good. Oh, what a cock! My pussy's on fire for it! Mxnmmm. Give it to me. Fuck my cunt! Screw me hard and fast! Ohhh, I'll cum like crazy! God, what a great cock! Ohhh how you fuck a girl! Give it to me! Bang me! Screw me! Ohhh, fuck me!"

This was the real Harriet. Horny Harriet. The hot, naked, tit-thrusting, cunt-humping, cock-hungry Harriet. Though she sometimes fought it, this was the way she really liked to be – all hot and wet and horny, fucking her juicy twat on a big stiff cock.

But even when she didn't want to be like this, she had no choice. When she was horny she wanted to fuck, needed to fuck, and nothing in the world could keep her from fucking. That was her biggest problem. When her twat had its fuck-urge, Harriet was helpless to stop it. Horny Harriet was a slave to her hungry little cunt.

She knew it even as her father-in-law fucked the cum out of her pussy. How could she refuse him when her cunt was so hot? She couldn't. In fact, Harriet couldn't refuse anyone or anything when her twat was aroused. She'd been a slave to her pussy's demands ever since she was a little girl.

It all began when Harriet was a very young girl. That was when she discovered the secret feelings in her little cunt.

She was lying in bed one night and one of her new pussy hairs tickled her thigh. She reached down under the covers to scratch the itch. But, as she scratched, a couple of her fingers scraped over hr pussylips. For some reason her little cunt got all hot and ticklish, and new feelings flowed in her belly.

She soon realized that scratching her twat could be extremely pleasurable. From that night on her parents had no trouble sending her to bed. Night after night she went to bed early, eager to be alone with her pretty pussy. She would open her young legs wide, slip her hand down there, and scratch the hell out of her tingling little cunt. She scratched and scratched till her poor little snatch was quite sore. There was no one to teach her the proper way of pleasing a pussy. It was quite a few months before she discovered she could just as well use her palm.

For such a young girl this was a remarkable development. Harriet was very happy to find she could get real nice feelings by rubbing her cunt vigorously with her hand. Once she discovered a new way, she spent hundreds of nights humping her hot little hand.

Then she learned that by curling one finger as she rubbed her pussy, the fingertip would keep sliding up and down along her sweet little cuntcrack.