Vanessa Abbott was having the time of her life, she was being screwed senseless by a wonderful cock, one that had just been introduced to her. It was a cock that she had tried, and failed, to stave off from taking her. She was feeling the new sensation of the thick member travelling her love channel back and forth. And she could no longer hold back the orgasms it was making her have, still partly against her will. But that was fading fast, her body could no longer deny what it was doing to her.
He had called her to say he was coming round, that he was in the area, he was always welcomed into her home with open arms, and made more than welcome. Though she was not prepared for the welcome he would make her give him. Vanessa, or Van or Ness, as she was called by her friends, her husband, and anyone who knew her. Though her mother and father, were the only ones who still called her Vanessa.
Vanessa lived with her new husband in a top floor apartment, it was nice, roomy, and they had done it up to move into right after their wedding. She had been married only six weeks, and she loved being Mrs Abbott. She also loved what went with being married too, the constant sex, she half killed her husband every night.
She had finally given up her virginity only six months previously, and when she found out what all the fuss was about she cursed herself for waiting for so long. Vanessa could not get enough, she was a sexoholic, according to her loving new groom. She loved everything about it, she loved the untold pleasures of make her husband cum just by using her mouth. The first time she had done it, it blew her mind apart, as well as his.
Now Vanessa was a fully paid up, and active member of the,
"I want all the sex I can get club." Which was also one of the reasons that she was giving in, and Vanessa was being fucked the way she was, and also, beginning to sing from the hymn sheet. She had unlocked the door for him, and when he rang the bell downstairs, Vanessa buzzed him in. As soon as he entered her apartment he replaced the lock, she never left her door open.
"Hey Van, how are you today," he called as he walked through.
"Hi, great to see you, and I'm on top of the world thank you, all the better too for seeing you," she told him. Michael Abbott was well aware of his new, utterly beautiful, and so cutely sexy daughter in law. His son had bemoaned the fact that she was fucking him, half to death, all though he never actually used those terms.
And even though she had missed her morning orgasm due to a faulty alarm clock, she had just started on him, when he happened to look at it. "Oh my God Van, look at the time!" he yelled and shot out of bed, this left his wife a little disgruntled to say the least. So in essence Vanessa was well primed, unknowingly probably, for a well timed assault on her sexual bridge which Michael, even then, didn't know he was going to try and breach.
As he walked into the kitchen she took his breath away, even though she probably considered her attire as, dressed down. She had that effect on most people, Vanessa was only 5ft tall, but she was so perfectly formed, she had a fantastic body that was universally admired. Her face was a little like, but much better than Kylie Minogue's. Vanessa hair was long, chestnut, and shaggy down her to the small of her back.
Her father in law, even while he was closing in on her didn't know he was going to do what he was. He simply took her in his arms, pulled her small frame to him and kissed her. Vanessa was so surprised she just stood there. His kiss was long and passionate. His tongue dipped in, but when he brought his hand round to her front, felt for and squeezed her breast and nipple, did Vanessa take any sort of action.
The trouble was, it was too late for the pair of them. It was too late for Michael to stop, and it was too late for Vanessa to take note of it all. The all over buzz she felt when his fingers nipped her very expressive nipple was knee knocking for her. Vanessa twisted away from him, now he was behind her. His arm held her, his mouth was on her neck, and his hand dipped to, and dug in to her pussy through her skirt.
"Mi..." she gasped, "What are y... Oh Michaal, Ooooooh." Vanessa had a hand on his wrist pushing down, all this did was stand her on her own toes. Somehow he got his and away from hers and then it was heading down and into her thong. Vanessa was having trouble breathing. And even more trouble trying to speak. She also started giggling, it was like a play fight, but it was also deadly serious.
Her father in law seemed to wake up, he hadn't known he was going to do this. His gorgeous daughter in law as so fucking hot, irresistible, he wasn't in charge of his senses. "But now I'm here," he told himself as his fingers wiggled into her pussy for the first time, "I might as well keep going!"
Vanessa tried to stamp on his foot, she missed, she tried to back head butt him, she missed. "Michael, no... don..., Oh Michael ple..." She wriggled to free herself and Michaels cock settled into the crack of her terrifically firm, rounded and tight ass. "Argggh, Oh Michael what are you doi... Oh Oh Oh." Vanessa right hand was on his wrist trying to get him off, out. Her left hand was now suppprting her on top of the counter.
Her father in law, used his now free left hand, to collect her tit, and his fingers wrapped around a large firm, and ever hardening nipple through her thin blouse. Vanessa jumped and scrabbled to get free, but her body was beginning to buzz, she always buzzed like this when she was starting to feel frisky, and randy.
As his middle finger sank right into her, it made her knees clinch together, as if in defiance to it. His thumb grazed her clit, this made Vanessa toss her head back. It also forced her hand off his wrist, it landed near her left one. Michael was free to plunder, and plunder h did. Vanessa was racing past the point of no return, she had little left in her armoury, and she wasn't used to this. She had never been in a situation like this, a stronger person was overcoming her, she also knew he wasn't going to harm her. All he wanted was to make love to her, have mad sex. Vanessa's problem now was, she was thrilling to the assault. Her passions were rising, even though she was fighting them, and the buzz was spreading through her nether regions. Vanessa knew without doubt what the end result would be if she failed.