Wilma Crane - Family bride

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Then she froze, her blue eyes rolling, as he dropped his pants and she could look up the pale curves of his thin legs to the juncture of his marbled thighs. His dough-colored cock arched out from the sandy hair at its base like the nozzle to a gasoline pump. His scrotum, drawn down by the weight of his heavy testicles, swayed between his legs as he kicked his feet free of the trousers. The appendix scar on the right side of his abdomen ran down until it met the border of his pubic hair, an unpleasant gash the same color as the tanned "V" at his neckline.

Her thighs quivered with fear. Her eyes watered with embarrassment and terror.

"How can you do this to me?" she begged him.

"Somebody's got to," he said.

She cried out once, then quickly gasped for breath, her mind reeling with shame and horror as her lecherous father-in-law took a swig of the brandy and crawled like a jackal onto the coffee table to spread his pale, hot body over her, his rapidly swelling cock nestled firmly in the hairy cleft of her pussy.

Rigid with terror, Valerie felt its immense girth sliding against her pubic hair. There was a slight slipping friction as the dry head of Richard's swollen cock skidded across the dampness of her tissues, an irritating tickle which almost made her want to have her father-in-law's hot shaft within her. She was shocked to realize that the fantasy they had both indulged themselves in so often before in the presence of both Jim and Frances was about to come true. They had made sexual jokes with each other before, but now he was actuary going to fuck her.

Her breath grew shallow as she felt the heat of his grease-stained hands on the tender, white flesh of her thighs, his coarse fingers opening her up, slowly, gently massaging her tissues until, horrible as it was, she could feel her sexual juices beginning to flow. His fingers were so warm and coarse that it was like rubbing herself with a hot washcloth. She could feel her clitoris beginning to grow hard, even though he hadn't yet touched it.

"That's it, Val," he said. "Don't fight me. Just relax and enjoy it."

It was only now that she realized she had been permitting his lewd caress without the slightest protest. But it seemed to her that she had been fighting him for hours, and now she was too angry, too shocked even to speak. She let her head hang over the edge of the coffee table, her long hair cascading almost to the floor. She couldn't look at his coyote-like face.

She felt him stir above her, his knees knocking at the heavy plate glass of the table. Then she felt him thrust the head of his cock against her labia. A grating pain shot through her and she tried to close her legs to force him out, but the belt of the housecoat held her open to his initial thrust and she could only shake her head back and forth, biting her lip to keep from wailing at him. She was, she realized, helpless to stop him. But I'll be damned if I'll give him a moment's pleasure by responding, she vowed silently.

Her father-in-law cradled her milky shoulders in his hairy arms, pulling her spongy breasts against his chest so that she could feel his crushing weight even in the tips of her nipples. His cheek was rough against her own, and the liquored dampness of his breath was hot against the side of her neck. She could almost feel it condensing in the downy hair near her ear.

Slowly, rotating the burning head of his cock within the opening of her cunt, Richard moved into her tight young pussy. Only the head of his cock was swiveling in her slippery labia but, even so, tears trickled from her eyes as Valerie wriggled beneath him in some small hope of freeing herself from his incestuous grasp.

"You're hurting me," she groaned, her arms tense behind her and useless to push him away. But when she bumped up at him to dislodge his cock, she only succeeded in increasing the pain on her improperly lubricated tissues. She skidded her buttocks to the side on the glass surface in an effort to lessen the tearing pressure, but as she did so, her father-in-law suddenly drove into her.

Valerie shrieked out as though she had been stabbed with a red-hot sword, then gasped incredulously as she felt the entire branding length of her father-in-law's monstrous cock plowing into her, searing her inner tissues with a peeling fire. She hadn't been fucked for more than a month, and the pain was almost as great as the first night she had been deflowered by this man's son.

"Nooooo!" she groaned, her cry punctuated by an animalistic grunt of pleasure from the man thrusting into her.

But the sharp pain seemed to disseminate itself into an intense heat, the thick warmth welling inward and outward around the buried shaft of her father-in-law's cock. But drifting like hot snowflakes in this red storm of pain were tingling points of eerie sensation that made Valerie's cry dwindle to a moan. And she found herself unable to distinguish between the emotional pain and the swiftly growing physical pleasure.

Her internal organs gripped tightly around his pulsing rod, but he didn't immediately begin to shaft the bloated lance into her unprepared pussy.

"Oh, Val," he gasped, "you're so hot and tight!" His brandy-scented mouth descended hard and hot against her innocent lips, his tongue wedging itself into her mouth until she could feel its slickness against the heat of her own tongue. And the lingering taste of the brandy in his mouth made her saliva glands spurt thickly.

Richard's tongue rushed even deeper into her mouth, probing hotly against the smooth dome of her palate. It seemed to churn within her mouth with all the force he had not yet unchained by pounding his cock into her. The tart thickness of their intermingled saliva flooded her mouth as she endured his kiss, his tongue swabbing the roof of her mouth wildly.

She made a weak, desperate moan of protest or pain as she felt the suction on her tissues and he began to withdraw his erection from her gripping cunt. Then she lay still beneath him as he bed tensing his pale hips, pushing the swollen heat of his intruding cock back and forth in her narrow channel. With each quick stroke he made, she felt the grip of her pussy loosening around him, greased by her own welling secretions. But, as the resistance of her tight sheath lessened, she could also sense her shock at this incestuous mating diminishing.

Her tied hands gripped at the empty air, her fingers searching vainly for something to close over. And soon the deliberately slow movements of his excruciating hard-on easing through the grip of her dissolving tissues had driven the young woman to a mesmerizing thrall of perverted sensuality. She began automatically answering each of his calculated lunges with a hesitant thrust of her own – letting his cock glide back, then reimpaling herself on its greasy thickness, wolfing it back into the clutch of her cunt and permitting it to withdraw ever so slightly before sucking it inside her churning warmth once again.

When her father-in-law pulled back more than usual, Valerie could feel the inner walls of her pussy closing behind his withdrawn glans. And when he plunged back into her, she knew that the constriction of her searing tissues must be very strong on the swollen skin of his cock.

The burning snowflakes of pleasure seemed to breed along the surface of her deepest tissues, causing her to quiver beneath him with a desire to throw her tied legs over his hips to ease the tension. Over his shoulder, she could barely see the rounds of his white, hairless buttocks, but she could see that he was withholding his thrusts by the obvious tension in the milky hillocks each time he thrust into her.

Richard pulled back until only the bloated magenta glans of his cock was weakly gripped by his daughter-in-law's quivering labia, his back arched like a tensed spring. Then he let himself fall forward.

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