I Saw My Father-in-Law with His Other Daughter-in-Law on the Camera

For those who have been following my story, you already know that my father-in-law Eduardo —a sixty-two-year-old man who looks as if he were forty— made me the first of his daughters-in-law months ago. Then Marta came along, and later things got complicated when his new partner, Aurora, ended up in my brother-in-law Andrés’s bed on his orders. I saw all of that through the camera system he had ordered installed in the living room of his house, the very same system I was told to connect to that afternoon.

I turned on the laptop with a knot in my stomach. The screen loaded with its usual delay and, when the living room appeared on the monitor, it was still empty. I had barely poured myself a glass of white wine before the door opened and Eduardo came in with Lara.

Lara is Hugo’s wife, another one of my brothers-in-law. She is Marta’s cousin, and you can tell: the same long neck, the same dark eyes, the same habit of biting her lip when she thinks. She was wearing a red dress above the knee and very fine black stockings. Lara was always the flirtiest of the sisters-in-law; the rest of us used to joke that she had married Hugo just so she wouldn’t get bored.

Eduardo motioned for her to sit on the sofa. She obeyed, crossed her legs, and waited. He stood in front of her and began his speech. It was the same one he had repeated to me, word for word: the family business, the rebellious children, the choice. And in the end, the condition.

—Hugo steps away from the business —Eduardo said in a calm voice—, or you agree to be mine when I decide. And whoever I decide.

Lara looked up and, instead of going pale like I had, she smiled from ear to ear.

—But Eduardo, dear father-in-law —she said, slowly uncrossing her legs—. Do you really think this is the first time I’ve thought about it? You’ve always seemed like an appetizing man to me. If I never said anything before, it was out of respect for your son. But if you’re asking, and if it’s needed for the business… I’m delighted.

I watched Eduardo run his tongue over his teeth. He had been waiting months for that answer and, by the look on his face, it had gone even better than he expected. He moved closer to her and lifted her from the sofa with one hand on her waist. He kissed her with his mouth open, slowly, while he hiked her skirt up to her hip. Lara’s panties were sheer and outlined her pussy.

—Let this slut give you what you deserve —she murmured against his ear.

She knelt on the rug. She unbuckled his belt and yanked down his trousers and underwear in one pull. Eduardo’s cock appeared half-hard, thick, and Lara took a second to look at it.

—Better than I imagined —she said, and took it all into her mouth.

Eduardo leaned back against the sofa. Lara sucked him with her head tilted, eyes closed, unhurried. It was obvious she knew what she was doing, and my father-in-law didn’t take long to moan. He caressed her hair, then held the back of her neck, then let her go.

—Come on, sit down —she told him without taking him out of her mouth—. You’ll be more comfortable.

Eduardo sat. Lara took off his trousers and shoes completely and settled between his knees.

—You’ve got a thicker cock than your son —she said, and swallowed him again.

That sentence made me press my lips together. I had said something similar the first time. I began to understand that Eduardo chose us all in much the same way: women who were already his before we knew it.

My father-in-law didn’t take long to come. He held her head with both hands and emptied himself into her mouth, and Lara swallowed every last drop before lifting her gaze, smiling, her chin shining.

—I love it —she said—. So many years settling for your son’s. I want to have it inside me.

She pulled her dress over her head without any theatrics. She took off her bra and panties and stood naked in the middle of the living room. She had medium-sized, firm tits, pink nipples. She moved her hips as if she were dancing something for him alone. Eduardo got hard again without her even touching him.

Lara climbed on top. She guided his cock to the entrance of her cunt with her hand, slowly, and sank down on it all at once. Eduardo let out a groan and grabbed her ass with both hands.

—How I’ve wanted this ass —he said.

—It’s yours —she answered, without stopping her movements—. For whatever you want, however you want it.

She rode him at a slow pace, marking every descent with a flex of her hips. The camera caught them in profile and I, sitting in my room, went dry-mouthed just watching.

—Father-in-law, this is divine —Lara panted against his ear—. From today on I’m your whore. If you want, I’ll leave your son.

—You won’t leave him —he replied—. You stay with him. But you put horns on him that people will talk about all over the neighborhood.

She let out a short laugh and kept moving. Eduardo lasted longer this time. When he felt he couldn’t hold out any more, she tried to get up and he held her by the hips and kept her pinned until the end. He emptied everything inside her.

Then he repeated the same pact he had repeated to the rest of us: if he got her pregnant, the child would be doubly his blood.

Lara listened kneeling on the floor, with her cunt dripping.

—I want to know what yours tastes like mixed with mine —she said, and took him into her mouth again.

Eduardo got hard again. Lara looked up, surprised.

—So vigorous —she said—. Hugo can’t last more than two rounds with me.

—A slut like you needs to be fucked until she can’t feel her cunt anymore —he answered.

This time she got on top with her back to him. She found his cock with her hand, slotted it in, and started riding him again, leaving her ass at face level.

—What I’ve been missing —Eduardo said, looking at her back—. If I had fucked you from the beginning, when each of you started with the others, I would’ve enjoyed it twice as much.

—Don’t think about that —she replied—. Enjoy it now.

My father-in-law slid his hands up to her breasts and started squeezing them, then took them down to her cunt and stroked it while he stayed inside her. Within a few minutes, Lara came. Or she faked it. After so many months, I no longer know when it’s real.

When she stood up to wipe herself with a tissue, Eduardo came over and ran his hand over her ass.

—Can I ask you for something special?

—Anything you want —she said.

—I want to put it in there.

Lara turned her head and looked at his sex, which was waking up again.

—You’re bigger than your son. Don’t hurt me.

She got down on all fours on the sofa. Eduardo, standing behind her, entered her little by little. She gasped, bit the back of her hand, told him to keep going. He fucked her in the ass slowly at first, then hard, until he came for the second time that afternoon. When he pulled out, he sank onto the sofa beside her.

The screen switched off by itself, as always when he considered the session over.

***

Two days later, Eduardo called me on my cell and told me to come to his house at five. He gave me no details. I put on a yellow dress above the knee and black stockings, just like the first time. I thought he would be waiting for me in bed.

The key was in the flowerpot by the entrance, as always. I pushed open the living room door and, when I saw who was inside, I understood at once that this time the role was different.

Lara was sitting on the same sofa, wearing the red dress and black stockings. She raised her eyebrows when she saw me.

—What are you doing here?

—The same as you —I said—. We have to prove to our father-in-law that, besides being whores, we’re good lesbians.

She stayed silent for a second. Then she let out a short laugh and stood up.

—Well, if we have to prove how lesbian we are, little sister-in-law, we’ll prove it.

I stepped closer and slid my hands around her waist. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed slowly, our eyes open at first. She tasted different from a man, cleaner, fresher. I slid my hands down to her ass and squeezed it over the dress.

I turned her around. I pressed her back against my chest and started kissing her neck. Meanwhile, I hiked her dress up in front with both hands until it was bunched over her belly. Her panties were sheer, almost the same ones she had worn that other afternoon. I slipped my hand underneath and stroked her cunt with two fingers.

—You’re going to turn me into a lesbian, slut —she said, laughing against my face.

—Just enjoy it —I replied—. And stop being stupid.

I gestured and we took our clothes off one by one. She ended up naked in the middle of the living room, just as she had two days earlier, only now I was naked too. I positioned myself behind her again, kissed her neck, bit her shoulder gently. I whispered that I fully understood why Eduardo desired her.

—And I’m not the only one he’s interested in, am I? —she replied, amused.

I turned her against the living room column and knelt down. I spread her thighs and ran my tongue over her cunt from bottom to top. Lara jerked, spat out a curse, and gripped the column with both hands.

—Fuck, you do it better than my husband —she said through clenched teeth.

She tasted like something I liked at the first touch. I kept licking her with my tongue flat, setting a slow rhythm, and when I felt her legs tighten I slid two fingers into her. She came in my mouth with a long moan, and I drank her down completely.

I straightened up and we kissed again, this time with her taste between us.

—Let’s go to the sofa —she said, pushing my shoulder—. My turn to give it back.

She made me lie down. She climbed on top, positioned herself so our legs were entwined and my knee touched her still-hot cunt. She started with my tits. She sucked them patiently, one and then the other, biting my nipple without hurting me. Then she moved lower.

—Keep in mind, okay? —she said, lifting her head for a second—. It’s my first time with a woman.

But it didn’t seem like it to me. Her tongue was tentative at first and got bolder as I moaned. It took her very little to find the exact spot. I heard her say, in a low voice, that she had never imagined eating pussy could feel so good. I closed my eyes and let her do it until I came, gripping her hair with one hand.

After that she asked me to get on all fours. She knelt behind me, looked at me, and said she understood why her husband kept looking at me. I didn’t know Hugo had taken notice of me; I kept that in mind as useful information for later.

—What if we eat each other out at the same time? —I suggested.

She agreed and got into position. Her cunt was over my face and mine beneath hers. I licked her hungrily, she did the same to me, and within a few minutes it had turned into a silent competition: which of us would make the other come first. I had more experience and won, but she took it as a matter of honor.

—Whore, you made me come before my husband —she said, catching her breath—. This isn’t over.

She threw herself back over me. This time she slid in three fingers while she licked me, and made me come so hard the living room column seemed far away. When I took my hand out of her hair, she sucked her fingers in front of me and said I tasted delicious.

We ended up sitting on the floor, leaning against each other, with no desire to climb back onto the sofa. I slipped my fingers into her again and moved them slowly.

—Do you like being a slut and a lesbian? —I asked.

—More than I’d like —she answered.

She copied me. She shoved her fingers into me, found the rhythm again, pushed me with her free hand until I was lying on the floor. I sucked her tits hard.

—Fuck, you do that well —she said—. Wait until I show Hugo, because we’ll all end up in the beds of each other’s husbands. Eduardo has thought it through, I’m telling you.

The idea struck me as both logical and arousing. I thought about how I would tell Marta later, what Aurora would say when she found out. Lara slipped a finger into my ass and, when I couldn’t take any more, we came almost at the same time.

After that we stayed there, on the floor, listening to the silence of the house. The camera was probably still on. Eduardo, somewhere, would be having a drink with a satisfied look on his face.

And I was already beginning to figure out which sister-in-law I’d be visiting next week.