My Father-in-Law and His Daughter Were Waiting for Me in the Living Room

After that afternoon with Soraya, nothing seemed impossible anymore whenever my father-in-law summoned me to his house. So when I crossed the doorway and pushed open the living room door, I wasn’t surprised to find Mariana waiting for me on the sofa, legs crossed and wearing a smile that was not exactly a warm family welcome.

—Come in, sister-in-law —she said, rising slowly.

She was wearing a white dress that barely covered her thighs. I had put on a black skirt of the same length and a polka-dot blouse topped with a short jacket. Black stockings, low heels. We both knew why her father had called me and why she was home exactly that afternoon.

—Those stockings are lovely —she remarked, sitting down beside me—. They look so soft.

She ran her palm slowly over my calf, as if she were judging fabric in a shop. I didn’t pull my leg away.

—If you like them, they’re yours —I replied.

—Really?

—Lift your dress. Let’s see if they fit you.

She did it without hesitation. She hiked the fabric up to her waist and revealed tiny black panties. I knelt in front of her, pretending to measure the stocking against her thigh, and took the opportunity to slide my fingers along the inside of her leg. Mariana bit her lip.

—They suit you better than they do me —I said—. Much better.

My tongue moved up her thigh before either of us had decided it. She kept pretending, as if the contact wasn’t burning her up.

—Sister-in-law, do you think I’m wearing the right panties?

—I love them.

—Then I want to see yours. To compare.

I stood up and pulled my skirt down. The white panties were right there for her to see. Mariana looked me over from head to toe, unhurried.

—My brother must spend all day hard just having you next to him —she murmured.

And before I could answer, her mouth found mine. It was a long kiss, tongue and all, without asking permission. One of her hands slipped between my thighs and began stroking my sex through the fabric. I answered in kind: I lifted her dress all the way up, slid my fingers under the elastic of her panties, and found her already wet.

—Let’s take this off —she said without breaking away from my mouth.

Both garments hit the floor in an instant. Mariana lay back on the sofa, opened her legs, and looked up at me with an expression that left no room for pretense.

—Sister-in-law, I’m burning up. Get down here and eat me out.

I lowered my face to her pussy and began to lick her with a flat tongue, slowly, taking her in completely. She lifted her hips to meet me.

—Fuck, you’re so good at that —she gasped—. Better than anyone.

Her moans grew louder and louder. It didn’t take long for her to come, clutching my hair with both hands and arching her back. When she went slack, I climbed up her body and kissed her again, slower this time.

—We haven’t gotten along until today —she whispered—. But something tells me that’s going to change.

—Something tells me it will.

—Will you eat me out again?

—Yes. But take everything off first.

***

In less than a minute we were both naked. The living room light came in on a diagonal and traced her ribs, her stiff nipples, the shine between her thighs. I gently pushed her down so she’d lie with her legs wide open and buried my face in her sex again. This time without hurrying. I ran my tongue everywhere, sucked her clit, slid two fingers inside her until I felt her clench around them. Her moans turned into a muffled cry against the cushion.

When she came, I didn’t pull away. I climbed on top of her and we kissed again, my mouth still wet with her pleasure.

—Now it’s my turn —she said.

We switched roles. She lay me on my back, licked one nipple while squeezing the other with her fingers, then moved her hand down my belly until she slid a finger inside me. She worked it with a precision I hadn’t expected. At some point she settled into position so that our sex pressed together, rubbing, and both our bodies began to sync in the same movement.

—Fuck, sister-in-law —I said breathlessly—. You’re incredible at this.

—My brother’s lucky to have this at home —she replied.

I came like that, with her fingers inside me and her hand squeezing one breast. I was still trembling when I sat up and, without letting her rest, put my mouth on her again. She stopped me halfway through.

—Little sister-in-law, let’s do sixty-nine.

I positioned myself over her, inverted. Two tongues at once, both of us breathing hard. Mariana came first, biting my thigh so she wouldn’t scream. I lifted my head to catch my breath.

—I want you to come too —she murmured from below—. Get on all fours.

I obeyed. She settled behind me, slid two fingers inside me, then ran her tongue all over the spot where sex meets the rest of the body. She found a point I barely knew myself and stayed there, stubbornly, until the orgasm bent my arms.

—The little slut —I panted into the cushion—. You know what you’re doing.

—I learned a thing or two.

***

We sat for a moment, side by side, catching our breath. I set her on my lap, slipped an arm around her waist, and put my hand back between her legs. She tilted her head back against my shoulder.

—Little sister-in-law —she gasped—, you’re going to drive me crazy.

—That’s the idea.

And then we heard a voice from the top of the stairs.

—You have no idea how hard you’re getting me, you pair of whores.

We both turned our heads at the same time. My father-in-law was coming down the steps slowly, shirt open and trousers half lowered. When he reached the living room, he finished taking them off. He was hard, very hard. Mariana, without a second’s hesitation, moved toward him, knelt, and looked up at him with the face of a naughty little girl.

—Daddy —she said—, so you’re fucking my brother’s wife too?

—You were bound to find out someday.

She took his cock into her mouth with the naturalness of someone making an everyday gesture. I came over on the other side and shared what was in front of us: one tongue here, another there, our gazes crossed and a little competitive.

—Lend him to me for a while —she asked, tugging at me—. Just a little while.

She took him all the way in, sucking with an appetite she didn’t try to hide. When she pulled back to breathe, she smiled at me with shiny lips.

—You have to admit my daddy has a fucking great cock, right?

—Right.

—I want to ride him. Will you let me?

—He’s all yours. For now.

My father-in-law sat on the sofa. Mariana climbed on top and began riding him slowly, holding on to his neck. Both of them were moaning without restraint. I stayed standing there, watching, and without realizing it I had started touching myself. I sat down beside them and my father-in-law reached his hand over my thigh. Mariana, without stopping her movement, turned her head and kissed me again. Her father, seeing the scene, pulled me toward him and kissed me with the same mouth with which he had kissed his daughter a moment earlier.

***

—My little girl’s pussy is delicious —he said, separating from his daughter—. But now I want my daughter-in-law’s.

—As long as you don’t forget about me —Mariana replied, already climbing down.

She got on all fours on the sofa. I leaned forward until her sex was at mouth level and licked her again. Behind me, my father-in-law grabbed my hips and thrust in with a single shove. He moved at a pace that didn’t seem his age at all. The two of them’s moans mingled with mine, father and daughter breathing in the same rhythm.

—Sorry about my brother, sister-in-law —Mariana murmured between gasps—. But I’m glad you’re such a slut.

—Daddy —she asked then—, I want cock in my mouth.

He went to his daughter. She took him into her mouth and Mariana sucked with her eyes closed, almost reverent. I took the chance to position myself behind her and watch them, rubbing myself against them in time. Then he made her turn toward the back of the sofa, climbed up with an agility I hadn’t expected, and slid into her again.

—I’m close —he warned after a while—. I want to come inside my daughter-in-law.

We both knew who was in charge. He pulled out of Mariana, she lay on her back, and I positioned myself over her torso, her breasts against mine, before he came in behind me. Mariana squeezed my nipples with her fingers while her father fucked me.

***

After that, the arrangement changed again. Mariana on her back, me on all fours with my sex over her mouth, my father-in-law between her legs. She licked me with a technique I already knew and I came right away. When I stopped trembling, I moved to the side, kissed Mariana on the mouth, and stroked with my fingers the spot where her father’s cock kept sliding in and out. I kissed one nipple, gently bit the other, and she smiled with her eyes closed as if she were in a dream.

My father-in-law decided to lie down on the rug and made me position myself on top of him, with my back to him. Mariana came over and started licking the spot where her father and I were connected. Then I returned the favor: I pulled her toward me and worked my tongue inside her until she came again. Her father came a little later, inside me, with a hoarse shout that made the glass on the table tremble.

But it didn’t end there. After a short break, the two of us went back to licking his cock until he was ready again. This time he lay down on the bed in the bedroom and asked Mariana to ride him while I licked the part she left uncovered. Later we switched: me on top, with my back to him, and Mariana sucking what was sticking out. We ended up jerking him off with four hands until he came again, this time over our bellies.

***

I got dressed in silence while father and daughter remained lying there. Before leaving, I looked toward the bed. Mariana was curled up against her father’s side with the naturalness of someone who had done it a thousand times. He ran his hand through her hair. I closed the door without saying goodbye.

On the way to the car, I thought that my father-in-law was finishing with his daughters the same process he had started with his daughters-in-law. And, most disturbing of all, I didn’t mind being part of the chain.