The Dirty In-Law Part 1 of Ch. 01 (Surprise Story!)

Author's Note: I was struck by the gods of motivation and wrote this story! This is the first half of the chapter. I'm testing out a shorter formatted story with this one. I hope you enjoy this surprise and let me know how it is!

The Dirty In-Law Ch. 01

It was early morning and Angela was doing the dishes while her husband, David, was at the dining table finishing up breakfast. They were both in their late twenties with David being 29, while Angela was 27.

Angela possessed an undeniable allure. Her striking beauty stood at 5'7", with a cascade of platinum blonde hair gathered into a casually elegant ponytail. Her eyes, as deep and enchanting as the ocean, sparkled with life. A shapely figure graced her frame, accentuated by elegant curves that seemed perfectly placed. Angela took pride in her dedication to staying in shape, which showed in her graceful physique, complemented by a well-proportioned D-cup bust.

In contrast to his captivating wife, David was your quintessential regular guy, standing at roughly the same height as Angela. His nondescript brown hair had no extraordinary features, and he carried an unassuming air about him.

They had a content and stable life. Their jobs provided security, allowing them to lead a comfortable life. The couple also shared their joy in raising their beautiful 1-year-old daughter named Lily.

"I'll be working a bit later than usual today, honey. We've got a deadline for a project at my work, and I need to make sure it's finished by tomorrow. So, don't wait up for me," David informed, taking a sip of his coffee. Angela acknowledged his words with a hum and a nod.

"You've been working late quite frequently lately, dear. Are you sure everything is okay at your job?" Angela inquired, her tone tinged with concern, although she had an underlying acceptance of the situation.

"Yeah, but don't worry, honey. Once we wrap up these projects, things should calm down. I promise," David reassured. Checking the time on his watch, he nearly choked on his coffee. "Oh, shoot! I'm going to be late!" he exclaimed, hastily gathering his belongings.

"Watch your language, David," Angela chided, sending him a small, playful glare. David responded with a smile and leaned over to give his lovely wife an intimate kiss on the cheek.

"Okay, I'll see you later tonight, provided you're still awake," he said, bidding his farewell. "I love you!"

"I love you too, dear. See you later," Angela replied, resuming her task of washing the dishes.

David rushed into the garage and swiftly drove away. Angela continued to hum to herself as she finished up. But as she did, she heard quite heavy footsteps coming up from behind her. Then, she felt two strong arms wrap around her torso and hug her from behind. The mysterious figure from behind then began to grab and salaciously knead at her soft breasts.

She knew that whoever was doing this wasn’t her husband since he just left. However, this sneak attack from this stranger wasn’t met with any sort of surprise. “Mhhm, good morning sexy,” the mysterious man greeted. Turning her head to face the man she rolled her blue eyes.

"Ah, good morning, Hank," she replied trying to keep herself composed from his salacious kneading, her voice tinged with a somewhat forlorn tone.

Hank, in his mid-sixties, was David's father and Angela's father-in-law. He had moved in with them a little under two years ago. Hank was a bit shorter than both David and Angela and sported a bald head. Years of indulging in alcohol had given him a noticeable beer gut, and he wasn't in the best shape.

Initially, the idea of inviting his father to live with them wasn't David's. He and Hank had lost touch for over a decade after David moved out, not due to a strained relationship but simply drifting apart. However, after Hank's wife passed away, David's extended family encouraged him to let his father move in to stave off loneliness. Though initially reluctant, David eventually gave in to Angela's kind-hearted persuasion. He thought it might be awkward, but surprisingly, their relationship deepened after living together again. David was relieved to see Hank and Angela getting along well. Little did he know, maybe a little too well...

“I- ah, thought you would still be sleeping? Why are you up so early?” Angela inquired, wincing at his touch. She turned her head to the side and saw

“Hmm, I just heard that David left. How long will he be gon today?” Hank eagerly asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Angela smirked. Hank playfully tugged her closer, causing her to gasp and giggle. "He said he'll be late again," she revealed, her voice tinged with a hint of mischief.

Hank couldn't help but chuckle deviously as he began to kiss Angela's long, exposed neck. "Good," he said in an eager tone. "Once you're done here, meet me in my room."

Angela tilted her head to the side, granting Hank easier access to her neck. "Ah, mhm. But I still need to feed Lily," she groaned, feeling his strong, pudgy hands squeeze her breasts even harder through her t-shirt.

Hank snarled in annoyance but nodded in understatement that the baby must come first. “Fine, after that, you come to my room, got it? I need some of that sweet ass of yours,” Hank ordered. Releasing his grasp from her, the old man pulled away from her and gave his son’s wife a playful spank in the butt.

Angela couldn’t help but blush and feel fluttered at his naughty actions. She just nodded trying to hide an excited grin. Hank smirked proudly and proceeded back upstairs to his room. Taking a moment to compose herself, Angela sighed and finished up the dishes.

Her secret affair with Hank commenced not too long after he moved into their home. Initially, she regarded him as nothing more than a friendly, elderly father-in-law. He would lend a hand around the house when he could and offer pleasant company whenever David was absent from work. Hank occasionally interjected flirtatious remarks and compliments about her appearance, though Angela dismissed them as playful banter. She maintained her belief that Hank saw her as a daughter, but everything would shift dramatically on one fateful day when David was absent due to his out-of-state trip for his job.

During that time, David was undergoing a particularly long stretch of late nights at work. And it was taking a toll on Angela. She was excruciatingly horny since David didn’t have time to make love to her. Hank happened to be very keen on this and decided that now was the time to take a course of action.

It happened during a typical Friday evening. The two of them were engrossed in a sports game, relishing a bottle of wine. At this point, Lily hadn't yet entered the picture, leaving Angela with no better way to spend her time. Angela perceived the evening as entirely ordinary, just enjoying the company of her father-in-law. Little did she know that the old man was devising a plan of his own.

As time elapsed, Hank ensured that the wine continued to flow, gradually lowering his son's wife's guard. One glass multiplied into two, then three, and so on. Hank strategically positioned himself right beside her as they drank. Eventually, Angela became tipsy enough for Hank to make his move.

Then it occurred. Angela couldn't recall every detail of that night with absolute clarity, as it had started to feel like a distant memory. However, one thing remained vivid in her memory: Hank introduced her to pleasures she had never experienced before in her life.

Naturally, Angela grappled with overwhelming guilt after realizing she had betrayed her husband with his own father. Her mind sought to rationalize her actions by attributing them to her inebriated state, acknowledging that she had succumbed to her body's desires. The morning after, Angela engaged in a heartfelt conversation with Hank, expressing that what had transpired was a grievous mistake and should never be repeated.

Hank and Angela concurred that it was imperative to keep this transgression a closely guarded secret, believing that forgetting the illicit encounter would be in the best interest of everyone involved, particularly David. However, as the days and weeks passed, Angela found it increasingly challenging to put that fateful night out of her mind.

To her surprise, Hank was incredibly endowed and virile for his age. His cock was a good eight inches from what she good recall, and very thick. Compared to David, her husband was a good four inches smaller than the old man. The vivid memories of her pussy being filled like she had never been before plagued her mind. He was just so big! Not to mention his incredible stamina for a man in his sixties. He would last far longer than David ever would. Angela began to wonder why her husband never inherited his father's sexual prowess. She just couldn’t stop reminiscing on that fateful night. She had this strange longing that she craved for. It even got so bad that she struggled to focus on her job in the hospital and her chores at home.

Meanwhile, Hank knew the effect his cock had on his son’s alluring wife. He knew that she was come crawling back eventually. He was eager to get himself enveloped in her tight married pussy. But he had to bide his time. Hank didn’t want to make any hasty moves in fear that Angela would get cold feet. So he just had to act like the jolly old man of the house in the meantime.

His efforts would eventually be rewarded when Angela finally gave in to her desires and asked Hank if they could just do it one more time while David was at work. She explicitly stated that this was going to be a one-time thing. Of course, the lecherous old man accepted.

Angela thought that this mere lapse of her chaste would help finally put all this behind her one last time. But the reminder of how good it felt to have sex with Hank only drew her in deeper and one sneaky link-up turned into two, then three. And eventually, they did it whenever they could. All this was done right under David’s nose. They were so good at hiding their naughty affair that he didn’t even bat an eye. Of course, some part of Angela felt bad that she was cheating on David with his own father. Disgusted even. But David’s lack of giving Angela any sort of attention down there was putting strain on her needs. Her mind rationalized that she merely did this to relieve her sexual frustrations. But there was a taboo element about fucking her husband’s father that had her firmly hooked on her actions. It was just so wrong, so naughty...

Drying her hands, Angela got baby Lily and fed her, before putting her back into her crib in Lily’s room. Giving her a kiss on the forehead, Angela carefully cooed Lily until she fell back asleep. She watched as her baby’s matching blue eyes slowly faded into sleep. Angela was happy to see that Lily looked like an exact replica of her when she was a baby. “Be back soon my precious pumpkin,” Angela carefully whispered, giving her one more kiss on the forehead.

Heading for the door, Angela could help but feel all riled up and aroused that she was going to have some more naughty fun with Hank. Going down the hall to his room, she carefully opened the door and slipped inside locking the door behind her. Upon entering, Angela got a good view of Hank’s room. It was messy with beer cans and clothes lying about. The air was thick and reeked of sex from their previous lustful escapades. She could have sworn that she helped Hank clean his room not too long ago. Sighing, Angela made sure to remember to clean his room again. Usually, David would never come into Hank’s room. But it was better safe than sorry. She wouldn’t want to have him get suspicious of the mysterious smell.

Finding Hank, her ocean blue eyes widened seeing him laying there butt naked with his legs spread out on his messy sweat and cum stained bed. Her attention was immediately drawn to his erect cock sticking up in the air as he slowly stroked it.

"Heh, you sure took your time," Hank sneered, his smile widening as he observed his son's sexy wife standing before him. "How's baby Lily?" he asked, his voice carrying a touch of genuine concern.

Angel smirked mischievously and replied, “I just put her back to sleep. We should have a couple of hours before she wakes up again.” Hank had this victorious sort of nod and a proud grin.

“Good, now get out of those clothes and come suck my cock, sexy.” Angela blushed at his brash orders. She loved being talked to like that. She wished that David would do the same. He was always a very modest man when it came to bed talk.

Obediently nodding, Angela lifted her t-shirt over her head and tossed it aside: she wore no bra so her full perky breasts were on full display for Hank. Moving to her cotton shorts, she sexily dropped them to her feet with her panties and stepped out of them. Hank’s beady eyes hungrily stared at her clean-shaven pussy and noticed that she was soaking wet for him.

Striding over to the bed, Angela climbed on and began to sexily crawl in between Hank’s chubby hairy legs. She made sure to sway her hips from side to side, captivating her father-in-law’s hungry gaze. Reaching his crotch, she lay prone on her stomach and took his cock from his hand, and began to slowly stroke him.

Stretching her tongue from her mouth, she planted it on the base of his cock and slowly dragged it up to his precum-leaking tip. “Ohhh, yeah! I love it when you use your tongue, Angela!” he bellowed with pleasure. Angela mischievously smirked and proceeded to lather his shaft with his saliva making it easier for her delicate hand to stroke him.

Moans and groans filled the room as Angela pleased Hank with her tongue. She wasn’t adept at the ways of fellatio, but ever since she started this whole taboo ordeal with Hank, she had certainly upped her skill.

Angela continued to glide her tongue all over Hank’s fat juicy cock and made sure to lap up all his delicious precum leaking profusely from his slit. She could feel his thick veins against her tongue causing her pussy to get even more soaking wet. “Augh… Enough of that… Suck my cock slut…” Hank ordered in a husky voice.

Angela pulled her tongue away from his now wet shaft and replied, “Okay, Daddy.” That was also something she started saying when she started fucking Hank on the regular.

Lifting her head up to the top of his cock, she wrapped her lush lips around his bulbous cockhead and took him down her throat with relative ease: yet another skill she had developed thanks to him. Hank groaned and his head fell back onto his pillow feeling the wet warmth of her orifice.

Angela proceeded to skillfully bob her head up and down his big cock. The sounds of slurping, glucking, and moaning filled the room. As she sucked him off, Hank reach down to her hand and grabbed her ponytail. He helped guide her further down onto his cock to extract as much pleasure as humanly possible.

Hank played and twirled her ponytail with his hand as she proceeded to deep-throat him. He would admit that Angela was quite extremely skilled at sucking his cock. He reveled in the fact that she didn’t even do this for her own husband. Feeling his cock bottom out deep in her throat, Hank’s dark eyes rolled back and his toes curled. He grinned victoriously as he groaned with pleasure.

Unsheathing his cock from her throat, strings of precum mixed saliva connected from her lips to the tip of his cock. Angela grabbed his saliva-slathered shaft and began stroking it. “Hmm, you like how I suck your cock, Daddy?” Angela sexily cooed in a breathy voice, the sounds of her wet stroking rang in their ears.

“Hah! I love how you suck my cock. You seem to get better every time!” Hank bellowed rolling his eyes back down. Angela giggled with pride.

“It’s all thanks to you, Daddy,” she replied, giving Hank’s fat cockhead a long wet kiss. “I just love how your big juicy cock fills my mouth and slides down my throat. It makes me so fucking wet.”

"Hehe, language, Angela," Hank teasingly chided. Angela rolled her striking blue eyes and flashed a mischievous smirk. “I think that’s enough sucking for now. I want to feel your tight pussy on my cock again. Come up and ride your old man,” he ordered, teasingly motioning Angela with his finger.

Sexily crawling up Hank’s out-of-shape body. Meeting his face, Angela leaned down and planted her lips with his. Their tongues slipped past each other's lips and began to sloppily dance with each other.

Pulling away, Angela sat up and properly straddled herself onto Hank’s lap. Hank’s hungry eyes watched in awe of the blonde beauty before her. Everything from her elegant face, perfect tits, and voluptuous curves made her look like a total goddess in the flesh.

Her ocean-blue eyes were filled with lust and desire to fucked by her father-in-law’s big monster cock. Reaching down, Angela grabbed Hank’s shaft and positioned it directly under her soaking-wet pussy. Wasting no time, she lowered herself down and slipped Hank inside of her.

“Ohhhh,” Angela moaned with delight feeling his juicy love stick slip past her folds with ease. Hank groaned and grabbed onto her hourglass hips. Feeling him bottom out deep inside her tight warm crevice, Angela locked eyes with Hank. Letting out a lustful smirk, she began to ride him up and down like a sexy cowgirl.

The sounds of her perfectly curved ass slapping against Hank’s thighs filled the room. Angela rolled her hips and bounced up and down his big cock and a woman possessed. “Ah ah ah ah,” she moaned in rhythm to her riding. Meanwhile, Hank was sweating beads as he held onto her hips and guided her.

Hank was living the life. He had since been retired which meant he had all the free time in the world, living in his son’s nice home, and fucking his son’s beautiful wife whenever he pleased. What more to life could he want? Of course, he felt a little bad that he was doing this to his own son but Hank held a secret grudge against him. He was happy to have a kid, but ever since he was born, his late wife refused to touch him afterward. Even after David moved out she still refrained from having intimacy with him. Decades of no sexual touch does things to a man. Of course, it wasn’t entirely David’s fault, but after meeting Angela and finally getting into her panties, Hank thought of this as compensation for his many years of chastity.

Tracing his hands up from Angela’s hips, Hank grabbed a hold of Angela’s full breasts. She moaned feeling his big hands salaciously knead and grope her soft mammaries. Her cute pink nipples hardened from the feeling of his rough hands.

Angela’s mouth sexily parted as more moans of sultry pleasure came pouring from her lips. “Do you like riding my big cock, Angela?” Hank inquired in a husky voice.

She eagerly nodded her head as she continued to bounce up and down his meaty pole. “Yes! I love riding your big juicy cock, Daddy!” she admitted with lustful desire. Hank smirked seeing how much this sexy woman has fallen for his cock.

“Good! I’m gonna keep giving it to you until the day I die!” Hank roared, gripping her tits harder, causing her to squeal and moan even louder. “Tell me what I want to hear,” he commanded. Angela gave him a knowing smirk and rolled her alluring blue eyes.

“Your cock is soooo fucking big, Hank! It’s soo much bigger than my husband’s little shrimp dick. It’s such a fucking shame that he didn’t inherit your cock,” Angela spilled her deepest darkest truths as she skillfully rolled her hips into Hank’s pelvis. Her words were like music to his ears.

“Keep, ah, going!” Hank groaned, his toes curled from how his cock was being squeezed and contorted by Angela’s tight married pussy. She planted her delicate hands on Hank’s heart chest for more leverage. “Who fucks you better, Angela?!”

“You fuck me so much better, Hank! Your cock fills me up perfectly like no one else could! And your stamina is so fucking good for such an old man! You fuck me harder, longer, and better than David ever could!” she screamed with pleasure.

Then, slamming her ass fully down, Hank felt his bulbous cockhead smush against her cervix. Angela let out a wail of pleasure as her orgasm ripped through her body. Jolts of pleasure pulsed through her body as her pussy constricted and gushed her sweet cream all over Hank’s juicy cock.

“Ohhhhh myyy goodddddd!” she moaned out in ecstasy, her voice trembling and her eyes rolling behind her skull. Hank groaned feeling her warm walls wrapping tightly around him like an anaconda.

After a few moments of involuntary quivering from her orgasm, Angela finally rolled her eyes back down and looked at Hank. The old man saw a look of total satisfaction that he could only witness. He smirked with pride knowing that he was to only one who could satiate this stunning woman.

Leaning down, Angela locked lips with Hank once again and eagerly made out with him for a bit before pulling away again. “That was so good,” she groaned. “Are you close yet?” Hank let out a knowing smile.

“Me? Close yet? Heh, I thought you learned that this is only the beginning!” he roared with pride. Smirking, Angela reached behind her head and undid her ponytail. Hank watched in awe seeing her long elegant platinum blonde hair fall past her shoulders. She looked so sexy, so beautiful, so natural. Angela was a true goddess.

Hank needed to get back to fucking his goddess as soon as possible. “Get on all fours, I need to take you from behind!” he eagerly ordered. Angela obediently rolled off of his out-of-shape body and got onto all fours.

Planting her hands on the stained mattress, Angela sexily splayed her legs out wide and arched her perfect ass for Hank. Sitting up, Hank lumbered into position directly behind. His dark globes widened seeing Angela’s perfect slit dripping and waiting eagerly for him.

Grabbing the base of his cock, Hank positioned his cock against her wet folds and slipped right where he belonged. “Ohhhh!” the two moaned with relief feeling their sexes conjoined again.

Hank wasted no time pistoning his hips back and forth. Their flesh clapped in this rhythmic symphony that was music to both their ears. Angela gripped the dirty sheets and held onto her dear life as Hank repeatedly slammed his cockhead against her cervix. Her head hung low and her breathing was rapid and ragged.

Grabbing onto Angela’s wide hips, Hank pulled himself even deeper into her welcoming depths. “Oh fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!” Angela screamed feeling Hank hitting every nook and cranny of her begging pussy.

“Gah! Your pussy is so damn tight!” Hank roared.

Reaching over, Hank grabbed a handful of her elegant blonde hair and yanked her head back. “Ah! Fuck! Pull my hair just like that, Daddy! I love it when you are rough with me!” Angela wailed with approval.

As Hank pounded her tight pussy, the air in the room became thick and humid from their intense fuck session. Their bodies were slick with sweat and their sexes were soaked with each other’s fluids.

“Fucking take it like the good slut you are!” Hank roared in a breathy voice. “This married pussy is mine!” he continued to spit out and pulling on her hair.

“FUCK! Yes! This married pussy is yours, Daddy!” I fucking love it!” Angela wailed.

Hank smirked and he stood up into a crouching position so he could fuck Angela even harder. Feeling a sudden burst of pressure, Angela gasped and collapsed onto the mattress, leaving her ass up. Hank released his grasp from her hair and held onto her hips for maximum leverage.

With everything he had, Hank proceeded to give Angela’s pussy long rapid strokes. His cock reached deep into her very core. “Mmmhhhpphhhh!” Angela screamed, shoving her face into the mattress and biting the salty sheets.

Loud clapping filled the room as Hank rapidly drove his cock in and out of Angela’s sweet pussy. Angela moaned and screamed into the mattress feeling her mind being overwhelmed with pleasure. She could feel his heavy sack swing against her clit and his big hands grip tightly into her hips.

“Ahhhhh, fuuuuucckkkk yessssss!” Angela wailed reaching yet another orgasm. Her propped-up legs threatened to collapse under her quivering weight and she gripped the sheets as tightly as she could.

Hank groaned feeling her pussy trying to milk him for his seed. The stimulation of Angela’s tight wet pussy was causing him to reach his limit.

Removing her face from the mattress, Angela turned her head and met Hank’s lustful gaze. “Ah… are you close yet?” she panted, trying to recover from her orgasm.

“Gah, not yet. But you sure are getting me close,” Hank replied, wheezing heavily and wiping off the sweat from his forehead. “Why?” he inquired.

“Ah, I’m just checking,” she answered. “It’s just that you can’t cum in me today.” Hank’s bushy brow arched with urgent curiosity.

“What?! Why not? I always get to cum inside of you,” he exclaimed sounding very frustrated. Angela hesitated to answer him, but sighing she gave him her reasons.

"David wants another baby soon, so I'm off my pill. I can't risk letting you get me pregnant," she explained. Hank was taken aback. He was excited, yet extremely frustrated that she was off the pill.

But, with a smirk of victory, he retorted, "You let me last time, heh." His provocative remark left Angela blushing with a mix of arousal and shame.

"I- last time was a mistake, Hank. I'm thankful that we were blessed with a beautiful baby girl, but I just can't risk having another kid with you," Angela tried to reason, her voice filled with uncertainty. "And it's the least I could do for David..."

Hank squinted and contemplated her answer. When Angela first got pregnant, he was fairly confident that the baby was his. They had been having unprotected sex regularly during that time. However, Angela still had the occasional intimate moments with David whenever he was available, leaving a lingering thought of uncertainty.

His doubts were somewhat put at ease when Angela approached him and revealed that the baby was most likely his. However, they decided to take a non-invasive paternity test in secret to ensure the child's biological father. Hank was elated to know that the baby was undeniably his. At first, Angela was in a panicked state, not knowing what to do. But after discussing the situation thoroughly, they agreed that the best course of action was to pretend that the baby was David's. It felt wrong and blasphemous, but the illicit nature of Angela's pregnancy seemed to fuel their forbidden desires. Fortunately, when baby Lily was finally born, she bore an uncanny resemblance to Angela, with some features that could be attributed to David.

Then, the idea of getting Angela pregnant with another one of his babies caused his cock to twitch and his blood to start pumping. He gazed down at the blonde goddess before him. He was blessed to have a beautiful daughter like Lily. And he wanted this sexy genetically perfect woman to give him another.

"No," Hank gave a stern answer. Angela's striking blue eyes widened in bewilderment.

"What do you mean, no?" Angela exclaimed, her voice filled with surprise. Then, suddenly feeling her body being flipped over onto her back, she gasped.

Hank swiftly positioned himself between her long legs and pinned her hands to the bed. “Hank??” she called out with concern.

“You don’t get to tell where I can and cannot cum,” the old man declared. Angela’s mouth was left agape, not knowing what to say. “Don’t you remember who’s pussy this belongs to?” he inquired. Angela slowly nodded her head. “No, I want to say it,” he commanded.

“I- this pussy belongs to you, Hank,” she quietly admitted. "But we can't. We just can't," she tried to argue, her voice sounding halfhearted as desire tugged at her words.

"Why not? I've given you a wonderful daughter. Don't you think it would be lovely for her to have a sibling?" Hank gently inquired. Angela took a moment to consider his question.

"Well, technically, she'll always have a sibling, no matter what. But I understand your point... It's just that I'd like to ensure David also has the opportunity to have a child," she responded softly. A hint of frustration simmered within Hank, the thought of his beloved Angela having another man's child stirring a complex emotion within him.

Hank's frustration was palpable in his response. "Augh," he snarled. "I understand your desire for David to have a child of his own. But let's be honest here. As much as I appreciate having him as my son, he might not be the most, let's say, ideal choice to have a child with."

Angela was taken aback by his rather harsh comment. "What do you mean by that?" she wondered, her brow furrowing in confusion. Hank sighed, attempting to clarify his point.

"Listen, David isn't the most athletically inclined person, is he?" Hank pointed out. Angela paused for a moment, slowly nodding in agreement. But she was still uncertain about where Hank was heading with this discussion. "And he's not the most outgoing or self-assured person, either," Hank continued to highlight. Once again, Angela slowly nodded in agreement, her mind now trying to comprehend the significance of these traits. She pondered why Hank had chosen to bring up these aspects of David's personality. It was true that her husband possessed these unique qualities, and it was precisely what had drawn her to him in the first place.

"Okay?" Angela replied, still attempting to grasp Hank's perspective.

Hank continued, "Did you know that he was frequently bullied from grade school all the way through high school?" Angela was taken aback by this revelation, shaking her head. Now, she understood why David rarely spoke about his early life, and she began to piece together the image Hank was trying to paint.

"And?" she inquired further.

Hank explained, "All I'm saying is that I want your- our children to have the best opportunities. They should be strong, confident, and sociable – all essential qualities for a child. It would also help shield them from the possibility of being tormented at school. As a mother, isn't that something you would want?" Hank earnestly presented his case.

Now fully comprehending Hank's suggestion, Angela began to seriously contemplate his proposal. "Your children should have a father who embodies all the desirable traits," Hank suggested, wearing a knowing smirk.

Angela couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. "Really? So, are you saying you should be the father of all my children?" she playfully retorted. Hank nodded confidently.

"You might laugh, but I can offer you the best possible children. I mean, look at Lily, isn't she wonderful?" Hank insisted. Angela chuckled again and nodded, but she started to evaluate Hank more seriously. True, he might not be the most conventionally attractive man, but that was largely due to the passage of time. However, his charisma had certainly won her over. She had to admit that Hank was sociable and confident, and those qualities had played a significant role in her seduction by him. And despite his current physical condition, she recalled that Hank had been quite the athlete back in his prime, and he still possessed a certain rugged strength that David lacked. As she pondered his words, Angela found herself seriously considering the possibility of Hank being a father to her children.

"You would also be doing David a favor, don't you think? I'm sure he'll be a proud older brother... I mean father," Hank said, catching himself and hiding a devious chuckle.

Angela gasped in surprise and slipped one of her hands from Hank's grasp. She playfully hit him on the shoulder. "That's so messed up, Hank," Angela exclaimed with a teasing undertone, a mixture of shock and amusement in her voice.

Hank chuckled, his gaze locked firmly with Angela's as he awaited her response. Angela lay there, deep in thought, attempting to wrap her head around what Hank was proposing. It was indeed a complex and morally challenging idea to contemplate having another child that wasn't her husband's. Yet, given her father-in-law's reasoning and the peculiar situation they found themselves in, Angela felt her natural instincts beginning to influence her decision. The weight of the choice ahead of her hung heavy in the room as she grappled with her emotions and the implications of the decision she was about to make.

Then, feeling his cock prodding at her slit, Angela’s blue eyes quickly averted down to their crotches in extremely close proximity to each other. She let out a soft moan feeling his begin to prod at her pussy. She was totally fixated on the big cock that got her knocked up with Lily the first time around.

“Hm, you like my big bull cock?” Hank cooed in a low voice. “Don’t you want this cock to knock you up and give you another beautiful baby like Lily?” Angela’s eyes went back up to Hank. Her mouth was left agape not knowing what to say. However, feeling his cockhead press against her folds, she bit her lip and moaned.

“Come on, Angela. Let me get you pregnant again. It’s what you deserve…: Hank continued to prod. Angela winced as her mind swirled with a flurry of emotions. She felt guilty, nervous, and aroused… Her mind was hazed with lust and desire. Her natural instinct to get bred a capable man, a real man, was controlling her train of thought.

The feeling of his cockhead delving past her folds caused Angela to moan out loud again. Opening her serene blue eyes, Hank noticed a visible glint of acceptance in her orbs. “Ah, fuck…” she quietly mewled as she composed herself. “Augh, fuck it… Do it, Hank. I want you to breed me again. Knock me up with your strong kid again,” she finally admitted. Hank grinned with excitement and quickly drove his cock deep inside her pussy once more.

The two moaned with pleasure as their sexes combined into one. With her free hand, Angela grabbed Hank’s bald head and pulled him down to her. They locked lips as they began to hungrily fuck each other. However, now, it felt more than just fucking. They were having sex with a purpose. A purpose to conceive a child.

Their tongues sloppily danced as Hank thrust heavily deep into Angela’s fertile pussy. Muffled moans and heavy breathing filled the messy room. The bed creaked loudly as they rutted like mating animals. Angela wrapped her sexy long legs around Hank’s wide hips to assist him in fucking her deeper.

Releasing their lips, Hank moved over to Angela’s neck and began to eagerly suck, lick, and kiss her. “Ohhh, Hank! Be careful! You’re going to give me hickies!” Angela half-heartedly protested. Hank chuckled in her neck and continued his assault.

The idea of being bred by her father-in-law again made Angela lose her mind. She was so hooked on the rush of her taboo actions that her pussy got more wet than it had ever been before.

Every time Hank drew his hips back, Angela would eagerly drag him down deep where he belonged. “Ah ah ah yes! Daddy!” she moaned out loud.

“Hmm, your pussy has never been so tight!” Hank growled into her neck in happy surprise. “Your body seems really eager to get bred by a real man!”

“Ah! Yes! I want to be knocked up by a real man! I want to have the strongest children!” Angela pleaded in a breathy voice.

“Hah! Then I shall give you one!” Hank declared.

His thrusting became faster and heavier. His cock delved deep, slamming his cockhead against her cervix over and over again. Slapping flesh and squelching only motivated them to fuck even harder. Breaking free with her other hand, Angela reached behind Hank’s back and began to claw at his flesh with her white pedicured feminine nails.

The two panted heavily as they relentlessly fucked. They moaned in unison and continued to trade their taboo lustful words of truth. The mattress was soaked from sweat and the air was even thicker with the smell of sex. The pleasure was mind-numbing. The two were losing track of how long they were fucking. On one end, Angela wanted Hank to hurry up and cum since he was losing her mind, but on the other she never wanted this pleasure to end.

But everyone had their limits. “Augh! Soon, Angela!” Hank announced, lifting his face up from her neck. Angela’s heart skipped and she locked eyes with him.

Giving an excited yet mischievous grin, she eagerly replied, “Ah! Yes! Hank! Do it! Cum deep inside of me and knock me up with your superior baby!” Her words motivated the old man and he began to thrust even faster. “Augh! Yes! That feels so fucking good! Cum in me Hank. Do it! I want you to knock me up! Breed my fertile pussy with your bull cock!” Angela was quickly feeling her orgasm rising within her as well.

“Gah! I’m gonna breed this pussy, Daddy! I will give you another child! GET PREGNANT!” Hank roared. Then with a few final thrusts, he planted his cockhead against the entrance to her fertile uterus and unleashed his thick virile load.

Feeling his warmth filling her up, Angela reached her orgasm as well. “AHHHHHHHH!” the two moaned in mind-melting pleasure as they came together. The two then leaned into each other and locked lips. Angela firmly held Hank’s hips down with her strong legs so he wouldn’t escape. Their tongues danced in a mating ritual as Hank pumped Angela’s fertile pussy full of his seed.

Angela could feel his juicy shaft and heavy balls pulsing and throbbing as he shot rope after rope of his thick virile load inside of her. Her pussy contorted and constricted around him to milk Hank for everything he had. Angela’s lust-glazed blue eyes rolled back at how good it felt being bred.

After some time, Angela and Hank finally released their lips. Thick webs of their mixed saliva stretched from their lips as they planted their sweaty foreheads against each other and panted heavily.

“Oh my god…” Angela let out a heavy sigh of relief. “That was amazing…”

“Augh… Heh, it turns out fucking feels a whole lot better when you’re trying to make a baby. Of course, we are going to keep fucking just to be sure you get properly knocked up,” Hank groaned and chuckled. Angela smirked and joined him with her own little giggle.

As they lay there and rested, Angela kept her legs firmly locked around Hank’s waist, allowing his virile cum to properly soak in her fertile pussy without leaking. They kissed and made out slowly. His warmth felt so good inside of her. It was as if it Hank’s cum was meant to be there. As they lay together, enjoying each other's company, Angela's mind continued to wander. She couldn't help but grapple with a sense of guilt and shame over the sacrilegious act she had committed for the sake of carnal desire. There was a part of her that wrestled with the moral implications of her actions.

Despite the complexities of her feelings, Angela still loved David in a peculiar way. He was kind, and caring, and provided the emotional support she needed. However, he couldn't fulfill all of her needs, especially in a sexual context. That's what Hank was for in her life now. In the name of their family lineage and the desire to pass on the most desirable genetic traits, Angela had made a conscious decision to have Hank's strong children. The conflicting emotions continued to swirl within her, but she held firm to the belief that it was for the best, ensuring the prosperity of their future generations.

Unwrapping her legs from around Hank’s waist, she allowed him to roll off of her. A loud popping noise could be heard as his cock slipped out from her pussy. His thick cum immediately began pouring from her used slit like a waterfall onto the stained mattress below.

Slowly sitting up, Angela carefully climbed out of Hank's bed, her knees trembling slightly as she gathered her clothes from the floor and dressed. "Where are you going? We still have some breeding to do," Hank declared with a sly smile.

"We'll continue in a bit. I need to check on baby Lily. She might have woken up with all the noise we might have made, heh," Angela replied, heading for the door. Hank chuckled and nodded, understanding her concern. It was essential to make sure their daughter was alright.

As she reached the door, Angela flashed a mischievous grin at Hank and suggested, "Why don't you meet me in my shower in ten minutes?" Hank responded with a devious grin of his own and simply nodded, anticipation in his eyes.

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