What My Father-in-Law Orchestrated Between My Sister-in-Law and Me

I’m Carolina, I’m forty-seven years old, and if anyone read the first part of what happened to me, they’ll know that my father-in-law Anselmo, a man in his sixties but as sturdy as an oak, father of eleven children —including my husband— and owner of several companies, decided one day to crush the mutiny his sons were plotting against him. The reason was that he was leaving my mother-in-law for a much younger woman, a certain Eloísa. Anselmo did not forgive betrayal. He offered each daughter-in-law the same path. Either we became his whores, or our husbands lost their jobs in the businesses.

I was the first. I accepted.

After my initiation with him and with Eloísa, Anselmo lent me to an important client, Damián, who was so satisfied that my father-in-law summoned me to the chalet the next day. He greeted me with a long kiss on the mouth and told me I was on the right track. I expected him to take me to the guest room, where the first time he had done everything to me, but that afternoon he had other plans.

“Today it’s your turn to watch,” he said.

He made me go up to the bedroom on the second floor. Eloísa was waiting for me naked on the bed, with a sly smile. We gave each other a soft kiss on the lips and she asked me to take off my clothes.

“Relax,” she whispered. “Today we’re not going to touch you. We need you hot for your turn. In the meantime, watch TV.”

The bedroom television was connected to a hidden camera in the living room. You could see, in perfect quality, the sofa where my father-in-law received his female guests. Something was about to happen, and we were the audience.

After a while the doorbell rang. Anselmo went down to open it and came back talking to someone. When they sat down on the sofa I could recognize the other woman. It was Verónica, the wife of the third son, a friendly blonde ten years younger than me. She wore a blue dress with white polka dots and had made herself up carefully. It was obvious they had summoned her thinking it would be a formal visit.

“Your husband and the others rebelled against me,” Anselmo told her, putting a hand on her knee. “You have two options. Either you become my whore and they keep working, or they find a way to survive outside my businesses.”

I expected Verónica to take offense, to get up, to shout at him. But the bitch smiled. A slow, sweet smile, almost one of relief.

“Dear father-in-law, I’ve always liked you,” she said, stroking his thigh. “I’ll be delighted to fuck you.”

Eloísa, beside me on the bed, let out a short laugh.

I couldn’t believe it.

Anselmo asked her to stand up. Verónica obeyed. She put her arms around his neck and they kissed standing up, hungry, while he hiked her dress up from behind until her ass was exposed. She was wearing a tiny white thong.

“What an ass you’ve got, bitch,” he told her.

“All for you, daddy-in-law,” she replied, never stopping kissing him.

He turned her against his body, slipped his hand in front and felt her over the fabric. Then he pushed it aside and sank a finger between her legs. Verónica moaned. For a moment she made a movement as if to pull away and I thought again that maybe she would regret it, but what she did was start swaying like a stripper, slowly unbuttoning her dress. It fell to the floor. Then the bra. Then the thong. She had a completely shaved cunt and small, firm breasts.

She went up to Anselmo and, looking him in the eyes, yanked down his trousers and boxers.

“Sit on the sofa, daddy-in-law. Let your daughter-in-law make you happy.”

She knelt in front of him, took off his shoes, his socks, and finished undressing him. When my father-in-law’s cock was out, fully hard, Verónica opened her eyes wide.

“Wow, daddy-in-law, what a cock you’ve got. Much bigger than your son’s.”

She took it into her mouth skillfully, without hesitation. She knew what she was doing. I didn’t know if the lucky man was her husband or someone else, but watching that woman suck a cock as if she’d been training for years was an almost hypnotic sight. Eloísa, seated beside me, grabbed my wrist and took my fingers to her sex.

“Masturbate me,” she ordered in a low voice. “But don’t lose sight of the screen.”

I obeyed her. My fingers moved in circles over her clit while my eyes stayed glued to the television. Anselmo enjoyed the blowjob for a good while, until he gently pulled her away.

“My cock wants to go into your cunt,” he told Verónica.

“Your wishes are my orders, daddy-in-law.”

בלי letting go of his cock, she stood up, swung her legs over him, and sat down on him astride. She took him in with a single movement and started riding him slowly. He took her breasts with both hands.

“I love them, bitch.”

“They’re yours, darling. Do whatever you want with them.”

Then he slid his hands to her back, pulling her against him, and started sucking one of her nipples. Verónica was moaning and between moans she told him:

“You handle me much better than that asshole of a son of yours.”

“Turn around,” he ordered after a while.

She did, without losing the rhythm, and they went on like that, her seated with her back to him, him holding her by the hips, until he warned:

“I’m coming.”

Verónica tried to pull away. Anselmo stopped her, holding her by the stomach.

“If you get pregnant, the child will still carry my blood.”

And he came inside her. When he was done, he let her get up. Verónica settled against his side on the sofa and stroked his cock while whispering how wonderful he was. Within minutes, my father-in-law had him hard again, like a rod.

“Now I want to fuck you in the ass,” he told her.

“My whole body is yours, daddy-in-law. My ass too.”

They stood up. He rubbed himself against her a moment longer and then asked her to lean over the back of the sofa, on all fours. He drove his cock into her ass with a slow shove. Verónica started moaning as if she were being possessed by something bigger than herself, asking him for more, harder, deeper. Anselmo obeyed her. He did all kinds of filthy things to her while he hammered into her. When he came, Verónica’s buttocks were shining with semen.

“Rest a little,” he told her, catching his breath. “I have a surprise for you.”

Verónica remained sprawled face down on the cushions, breathing deeply. Anselmo went upstairs and entered the bedroom. He looked at me and beckoned with a gesture.

“Your turn, little bitch. Go down and give Verónica something she isn’t expecting. I want a good show.”

I was soaked through from everything I had seen. I’d spent half an hour masturbating Eloísa with one hand and myself with the other. I left the bedroom without saying anything and went down the stairs barefoot.

***

Verónica was still on the sofa, now on her back, eyes half-closed, body limp. She didn’t hear me until I was almost on top of her. When she opened her eyes and saw me naked beside the sofa, she gave a small jolt.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, sitting up.

“The same as you,” I told her. “I’m the surprise.”

It took her a couple of seconds to process the information. Then she let out an incredulous laugh.

“I never would have imagined that you, of all people, could be a whore. But if we have to prove what we are, let’s do it properly.”

I brought my face close and kissed her. Verónica responded with her tongue, unhurried, like a woman who knows what she’s doing. I lowered my lips along her neck, her collarbone, until I reached her breasts. I sucked one nipple while stroking the other with my thumb.

“Look at the eldest son’s wife,” she murmured between sighs. “So proper, so formal. And look how well she sucks a tit.”

One of her hands found my ass and began to run over it with an open palm. She did it calmly, as if measuring the ground. Then she gently pushed me so I’d lie down on the sofa and switched positions with me.

“Little sister-in-law, if you’re a bitch, we’ll have to make sure you enjoy it.”

She lowered her hand to my sex and started feeling me. Her middle finger slipped in without effort, wet as I was. She moved it slowly, in circles, alternating with her thumb on my clit. The filthy bitch knew what she was doing. Either she masturbated a lot, or she had practiced before with other women.

“I never would have imagined having the wife of the eldest brother spread open for me,” she said, laughing. “There you go, little sister-in-law, there you go.”

She made me come sooner than I would have liked. When my thighs were still trembling, she lifted my legs under the knees and lowered my pelvis to the edge of the sofa. Then she knelt between my thighs and sank her tongue into my cunt.

“Do you know how to eat pussy, Carolina?” she asked me after a while, without quite lifting her face.

I nodded.

“Then prove it.”

She left me lying down and got on top of me the other way around, placing her sex at my mouth. I didn’t need instructions. I stuck out my tongue and began to trace her from bottom to top, slowly at first, deeper and deeper. She tasted different from Eloísa, saltier, stronger. It didn’t bother me. I liked it.

“Now this I did not expect,” Verónica panted. “Turns out the eldest son’s wife, the one who looks so decent, is a bitch and a lesbian who knows what she’s doing. Keep going, don’t stop.”

Her words gave me a very clear idea of how the other women in the family saw me. Stiff. Boring. Distant. I’d have to change that image, one by one.

As I returned every lick with the concentration of someone determined to win a bet, Verónica began to tremble. She let out a long, rough moan, and a hot gush filled my mouth. She collapsed for an instant on top of me, panting, and then rolled to one side.

“Still think I’m a prude?” I asked, catching my breath.

“Of course not,” she laughed. “I can see we’re both a pair of whores and dykes. Welcome.”

We got up. I’m a little taller. I stood behind her, put my arms around her from the front, and started massaging her breasts. They weren’t very big, neither hers nor mine. Maybe it was something about the men in the family, that preference for thin women. I slid one hand down to her sex and stroked her from behind, from a new angle. Verónica leaned back against my body and started moaning softly. I slipped a finger inside her. Then two. It didn’t take long before she came again, squeezing my hand between her thighs.

She turned around and kissed me deeply, her mouth wet.

“If we’re going to be milk sisters, on our father-in-law’s milk,” she told me, amused, “let me give you a little show of affection the way a younger sister should.”

She sat me on a chair in the living room and spread my legs open. She knelt in front of me again, this time with a clear purpose: to make me come as intensely as possible. Her licks were precise, alternating pressure and speed, attacking the clit from angles I myself would have been unable to find. I pressed her head against me. My moans filled the living room. I came with my back arched and my feet not touching the floor, and she swallowed everything without wasting a drop.

“This is tastier than champagne,” she said, laughing, wiping her chin with the back of her hand.

Then she made me get down on the floor. She got on top of me sixty-nine style, this time in control. While she licked me, I returned the favor. And halfway through, with my tongue almost numb, I had one last idea. I brought my hand up to her ass, felt the entrance with my thumb, and when I felt her relax, I slid an entire finger inside.

Verónica jumped and broke off the hold.

“Don’t tell me you can do that there too,” she laughed, looking over her shoulder at me. “We’re going to end up being great friends, little sister-in-law.”

And she went back to work. I could feel her enjoying it more, her thighs trembling against my ears, her gasps growing shorter. She ended up making me come again before she did, but I didn’t let up. I kept licking her calmly, moving the finger inside her ass at a slow rhythm, until I felt her tense up completely and let out a muffled cry against the cushion.

She turned on top of me. Our sex brushed for an instant. We kissed slowly, our mouths still wet with the other’s taste. And then, from the top of the stairs, we heard my father-in-law’s hoarse voice.

“Whores, what a show you gave us. Eloísa and I ended up finishing four times just watching you.”

Verónica looked at me with those bright eyes she had when she was about to burst out laughing.

“Welcome to the family, sister-in-law.”