My big problem now was, how was I going to control myself and my actions?
I responded to his email,
“Wow again David, lovely pics.
I’ve never seen these types of pics before, but am finding them very arousing.
Did you really take them yourself?
Going back to your original comments, if you did take the pics,then am guessing that this is your Fetish, if so, what is your fantasy then?
Maria x”
And pressed send.
Five minutes later another email appeared,
“Hi Maria,
Pleased that you liked the pics, and yes, I did take the pics.
Yes, it is my Fetish, but luckily there are quite a few women who share the same, plus they like having an old man at the same time!
Just after I took the picture with my cum all over her minge, she stood up and put her knickers back on and then went home to cook her husband’s dinner!
The dirty slut kept sending me texts telling me how Horny she felt with my cum all over her as she sat next to her hubby.
I’m almost sixty-eight and she’s about thirty-three, so there’s that to add in to the mix, she loves fucking old men.
As for my fantasy, well, please don’t be shocked, butI fantasize that the women I see, fuck and take photod of, are my daughter-in-law!
David xx”
When I read the last paragraph I came, my cunt was creaming my knickers! I almost tore my jeans and knickers off and spread my legs, my fingers slipped up my slot like a Hot knife going through butter.
Fucking hell, I’d lured my father-in-law into exchanging filthy chat and pics as I had the hots for him. But the dirty bastard was carrying on with a load of dirty married sluts and he was fantasizing that they were me!!!!
There were three attachments with the email. I opened the first, it was photo, a close up of the woman’s cunt, stretched around a fat glistening cock, the cock was half way in, with about another four inches sticking out, just about to slide back in.
The next attachment was another close up, this time the woman’s cunt was wide open with just the guy’s bell end in, up to his ridge, it looked fucking awesome with her fanny lips wrapped around the head.
The last photo was unreal. The woman had obviously taken it, the guy was holding his cock in front of her open snatch. His bell end was engorged and a string of spunk was spirting out of his cum hole over the woman’s bush, which already had a string of spunk on it. How on earth had she managed to get that, spunk shooting out of the end of his knob?
I’d got four fingers up my twat as it exploded and cunt juice sprayed out like a fountain, as I came again.
How the hell was I going to reply to that?
It would have been easy to stop the correspondence or tell him that I didn’t like it, that way things wouldn’t get out of hand. But it was what I wanted, the fact he wanted the same was unreal.I’d never felt like this before, although I’d cum twice reading his mail and seeing the pics. I’d gone to the fridge and got a bottle of Bud to cool me down, wrong, I was ramming it up my twat thick end first and only the cap was sticking out! I came again, cunt juice was up the crack of my arse and all over my thighs and I didn’t care.
I decided that I wouldn’t reply today and leave it until tomorrow,when I could plan my response.
Needless to say,my Sex life with my husband had changed dramatically, problem was, I had someone else in my mind when we fucked. I told my husband that I wanted to grow a bush, he laughed, but then said he’d Love to see it.
The next morning, I awoke late and then decided to reply to David’s e mail.
“Hi David,
Sorry for the delay in replying, I got really busy yesterday.
Thanks for those pics, they are really something else, especially the last one with cum spurting out of the end of your cock. How on earth did the lucky bitch manage to get the timing right for that?
You’ve got a lovely looking cock by the way and feel Free to send more pics.
daughter-in-law!!! You fantasize about your daughter-in-law, that’s really filthy, how, why?
Does she flirt with you or something, does she know or have any idea?
But it’s your son’s Wife and you’re probably older than her dad.
My father-in-law is in his sixties, a really nice guy and still quite attractive for his age, but the thought of him in a sexual way has never crossed my mind.
Look forward to seeing more pics of that lovely cock and hearing more about your fantasy.
Maria”
I sent the mail and felt quite pleased with myself for sending such a controlled response, but was as Hot as hell awaiting his reply. I asked him to send more pics of his cock and I knew where that part of the correspondence was going to go. But, more importantly, I’d asked for more detail about his daughter-in-law fantasy, this was the bit that I needed care to control and engineer.
Fifteen minutes later another email arrived from David.
“Hi Maria
Thanks for, the compliments, have attached a few more pics for you, the last I took five minutes ago, hope you like.
In respect to my daughter-in-law, I’ve no idea how it all started, but it was after my Wife died a couple of years back.
She is a very nice person and obviously happily married to my son, no kids though and they’ve been married for fourteen years.
Since my Wife died, I’ve seen a lot more of them, and I suppose the attraction just grew.
She’s thirty-five I think, very nice figure, well proportioned, nice arse and tits, nothing big, long legs and not a red head, but a mix between a red head and a brunette.
She almost always wears jeans, which obviously show off her arse, but once when I was staying with them, they were going out to dinner with friends and she wore a skirt and heels.
That must have been it, I fantasized what she’d look like with stockings on and the skirt pulled up.
Things obviously have moved on and my fantasies have got filthier, I imagine her posing for me with her legs spread, wearing stockings and a 1960’s hair style and make up.
As you can imagine, I’ve fantasy fucked her in every position known to man and the rest.
My lady friends are happy with this role play and all have their own fetishes, probably about their own father-in-laws or about old men, so it works out fine.
But that doesn’t satisfy me enough, I really want to fuck my son’s Wife and make her my slut, perverse I know, but that’s the way it is and I can’t explain it.
On a few occasions, when I’ve visited them, they have gone out and I’ve been alone.
I’ve gone through her lingerie draw, rubbed my cock over her knickers, she has good taste in lingerie! I go through the linen basket every day when I stay there and search for her knickers and smell her fanny.
Just once, her knickers were wet, they were a pair of plain black ones, but they had the unmistakable white marks of her fanny juice.
They were from Marks & Spencer, I got into my car and drove to M&S in the next town and bought exactly the same pair. Then I switched them, so I have a pair of her knickers with her Sex smell on them, they’ve generated an awful lot of wanks.
On occasions, when I’ve stayed with them, I’ve heard them fucking as the spare bedroom is next to their bedroom.
I’ve been tempted to try and spy on them but common sense always kicks in, imagine if I got caught!
But no, she doesn’t flirt or know about my Fetish.
So, looking at your profile, you are a similar age, asking if you should grow a bush and posting a pic of your fanny on a Sex forum, means that you are probably up for some extra marital fun, how much, you probably haven’t realized yet.
Hence my reason for contacting you, hope you aren’t offended.
David xx”
My God, this was better than even my wildest dreams, he wanted someone to role-play the part of his daughter-in-law! I can get him to do what I want I thought, I couldn’t wait!
Then I opened up the attachments.
The first was a pic of a woman with a big cock in her mouth, her lips, which had bright red lipstick on, where wrapped around the ridge of his helmet. For the first time her face was clear, she was attractive, but it was the eye makeup and hairstyle that caught my attention.
She had black mascara applied in a way that give her eyes a slightly slanting look, and her hair was in a beehive style, both very 1960’s.
The next picture was of the dame woman, she had a string of spunk going from her forehead and over her hair, there was another string that was splattering her nose but still spirting out of the end of his prick.
The third was of a guy sitting in an armchair in front of a mirror.He was naked and his legs where slightly apart, his prick was sticking up like a flag pole, foreskin was right back with a big mushroom shaped bell end. His balls were dangling between his legs, the photo was cut off at his chest, but I recognisex the chair, it was David.
As I looked at the pictures my fanny was sopping, I fingered myself off as I imagined it was me in the pictures. I now had to figure out how to get things moving forward in real life, in addition to keeping the on line stuff going.
We were due to visit David for a short weekend in two weeks time, my bush wouldn’t be full by then, but I could definitely have some fun without him knowing.
Going through all of his emails and pictures, I came up with the perfect plan, in six weeks he’d be slamming his knob in every hole and I’d be squealing for more!
But first I answered his email.
“Hi David Lovely pics as usual, but not sure if I’d go that far, but she’s a lucky bitch and you have a gorgeous prick.
As I said, am new to all this, asking guys if I should grow a bush and showing my fanny, is something I haven’t done before. So, yes you’re probably right about extra marital fun but haven’t decided on how far, or what, yet!
Will I pretend to be your daughter-in-law, that would be difficult, and no I’m not offended.
But I can try and help you move it along with her, slowly of course.
You say she doesn’t flirt or anything, but have you given her any reason to?
You know, give the odd compliment on how she looks etc., but very innocent, not suggestive.
From what I’ve seen you’ve got a decent body with a lovely big prick, have you ever given her the opportunity to see you?
I mean, most women who saw a thick prick with a massive bell end would want to see more, but whatever, it needs to be accidental.
A swimming pool is always the easiest, but am guessing neither of you have a pool, especially in the UK.
Wearing tight clothes is another, but with all respect, think you’re a bit old for that.
Cycling would be ok, everyone and all ages today cycle for fitness. You look fit so am not sure if you have a bike.
Up to you, if you have, great, if not, why not buy one, a normal t-shirt is fine, but buy some super tight lycra cycling shorts.
Then next time they visit go out on the bike and push yourself really hard so that you’re covered in sweat when you return.
Don’t wear anything under the shorts, then before you arrive start thinking dirty thoughts about her and get your cock semi hard.
Don’t get a hard on as that would be too much, just get a semi so the outline of your prick and helmet is visible.
Then when you arrive make a lot of noise and do heavy breathing, make sure she’s aware of your arrival and dash into the kitchen for a drink of water.
If she’s like you say she is, she’ll come into the kitchen to see if you’re ok.
Stand with your legs slightly apart and put your head back as you gulp the water, then she can’t see your face. But she’ll see the outline of your prick through your shorts, she’ll either have no interest at all, or, more likely, she’ll think ‘fucking hell’, and start to look at you in a different light.
You’ll know in the next few weeks if her manner changes.
Let me know when you next visit them and what happens if you follow my idea.
I’ll send you a pic to comment on when my bush has grown a bit more, it’s like a five o’clock shadow at present, Love Maria “
Feeling pleased with myself was an understatement with what I’d suggested, ‘let’s see what happens in two weeks’, I thought.
I got a reply from David about an hour later saying that he did have a bike and thought it was a good idea and would put it to the test.
‘Fucking ace’,I thought, I couldn’t wait.
The two weeks until we were going to David’s seemed to last forever, I was so Horny during this period, I’d look at the pics and masterbate,, sometimes three times in a day and I’d shoved all sorts of objects up my twat.
Needless to say, Gary, my husband, didn’t know what had come over me as I wanted Sex almost every night.
Two days before we were due to leave, I put some attention to developing my plan.
I didn’t want him to suspect anything, but I wanted to tease him,but in an “accidental” way.
Normally, when we visited, I’d wear jeans or sweatpants/leggings, t-shirts and a jumper, nothing special, purely because we never went anywhere when we visited him. I felt that my leggings would give the best opportunity and appear totally innocent. They fit quite tight, the crotch was lined so it didn’t show my camel toe.
I decided to travel in jeans but take the leggings with me. I packed my bag, but took a pair of scissors from the kitchen and cut the crotch lining out of the leggings. Putting them on and standing in front of the mirror gave me a shock, even with knickers on, there was a nice view of my camel toe. With no knickers on and pulled tight, they’d be right up my slit, could I do that and get away with it? They went in my bag, I was dying to wear them!!
The next day I emailed David.
“Hi David
Is it this weekend that your son and daughter-in-law will visit?
Have you decided how you are going to get her attention, are the lycra shorts still the option as I suggested?
I bet your fat prick is already throbbing in anticipation, hope you haven’t been wanking too much.
Imagine the wank you’ll have after she’s seen your prick!!
Here’s a little pic for you, imagine your daughter-in-law in front of you like this, both holes gaping, ready for a knobbing.
Send me an update when she’s there please and tell me how it’s going if you can, am dying to know how you get on.
Love Maria”
I undressed totally and put on a pair of stockings and suspender belt. Then I set the phone camera on delay and pointed it at the bed. I got on the bed on all fours, then I put my hands behind me and spread my arse cheeks with my face buried in the duvet, as the phone clicked.
I got up and grabbed the phone, the picture was better than expected, my arse cheeks were spread wide and both my arsehole and twat were wide open!
I edited out as much as possible so in reality all he could see was my arse and cunt, with a half-grown bush. I attached the pic and sent the email.
Needless to say, on the journey up to my father-in-law’s I was as Horny as fuck, but somehow, I managed to keep control. Gary, my husband, was in a really good mood and told a lot of stories which helped take my mind off David.
When we arrived, David was his usual charming self and had his maid cook dinner for us all earlier, so all he had to do was serve.Conversation was the usual chit chat, nothing at all different. I did, however, pay a lot more attention to how David looked at me. Previous visits before I’d never taken any notice, now I noticed that he was giving my body sly glances at every opportunity. If he only knew that he’d been sharing his fantasies about me, with me, plus photos of that gorgeous prick and that I’d sent him pics of my cunt, God knows what might have happened. But that was for a later date in my plan, not this weekend.
The weather forecast for the weekend was good and David suggested he’d do a bar-b-que the next afternoon and invite some of his neighbours. Great idea we all thought and after a couple more drinks went to bed, the journey had been quite long and was tiring.
The next morning Gary and I woke early and were in the kitchen when David came in.
Dressed in a t-shirt and lycra shorts he said, I’m just going out on the bike, need to get some exercise and burn some calories off before this afternoon’s barbie.”
Christ, he’d followed my suggestion!! I could feel my fanny itching already, I couldn’t wait till he came back. I helped Gary prepare the bar-b-que, but in all honesty my mind was a blur.
About an hour and half later we were sitting outside, having set up the bar-b-v no, when David returned. He got off his bike and basically staggered into the kitchen gasping for breath, Gary laughed, but I got up and said, I will get you a drink.”
I got a bottle of iced water from the fridge and gave it to him. He tilted his head back and drank it like he hadn’t had a drink in months. He was standing a meter in front of me and I couldn’t resist, I looked down at his shorts. Yessss! He’d got a semi hard-on on, I could see the outline of his prick andthe ridge of his bell end was clear to see. I averted my gaze as he finished the water, I don’t think he’d seen me looking at his cock.
I asked him if he wanted more water, as he was still sweating profusely, he said he did and I got another bottle from the fridge.I copped another eyeful of his prick, ‘Fuck!!, it was getting hard! Seeing his knob start to swell was making my cunt wet. I looked away, my cheeks were flushed and I got the distinct impression that he’d seen me looking at his prick.
“I’m going to take a Shower and then I’ll start the barbie,” David said.
“The maid left all the clean towels in the wash room yesterday, I’ll bring them up for you,” I said and left the kitchen. My cunt was on fire, I wanted to pull those shorts down and lick his cock and balls till it was rock solid!
I went outside and drank the rest of my beer, I laughed and told Gary, your dad overdid it, cycling at his age.”
Back inside I went to the wash room and picked up an armful of towels, why the damned maid hadn’t taken them upstairs the day before I didn’t know. As I reached the top of the stairs the bathroom door was slightly ajar and I could hear the Shower running. I decided therefore, to put the towels on David’s bed, the door wasn’t closed, but I knocked, out of habit I suppose, before entering.
Oh my God, as I pushed open the door, David was standing in front of the bed totally naked and wanking his cock. His eyes were closed as he tossed himself off, his cock looked even better than in the photos. It must have been a good seven or eight inches with a massive bell end shaped like a helmet.
He must have realised that someone had entered the room as he opened his eyes. The look of shock on his face was incredible when he saw me, I tore my eyes off his prick dropped the towels and ran out of the room.
Fuck, that wasn’t in my plan! Now he knew I’d seen his cock, he saw my eyes on fucking stalks, I had to think quick! I got myself together, went downstairs, got myself a beer and joined Gary outside. Luckily, one of David’s neigh ours arrived for the bar-b-que, so any difficult conversation was avoided.
When David appeared about twenty minutes later, three or four of his friends has already arrived and were getting stuck into the beer. He was therefore, occupied with the barbie and keeping his friends happy.
In all, there were about fifteen people at the barbie, so it was easy to avoid David. I didn’t want to avoud him, but it wasn’t the time to take things further. I think he thought that I was totally embarrassed by what I’d seen, I think he was too. Little did he real him that I wanted him to fuck my brains out as often as he wanted. The afternoon passed into early evening, we had a great time and probably drank a little too much.
Just once did I make eye contact with David, he looked at me very sheepish, I just looked back as if nothing had happened. We had planned to leave after breakfast the next day, as Gary had to travel that night to London for a very early meeting on Monday.
