Sara's Father in law

My father in law, Frank, came to live with us two years after his wife died. He said he just had too many memories at his home, and would love to have more company, so he sold his place and moved into our pool house.

It was nice for me as well, since my husband is gone so much. I adored Franks company. He has always acted more like a buddy than an in law. He was always coming up with crazy ideas and fun stuff to do, and liked to let loose as much as I did.

Frank spent most of his days on the golf course when the weather was nice. We would usually have breakfast together since we were both early risers, then he'd head out to the club while I lounged by our pool.

On this particular day, Frank was already gone when I awoke. I walked down stairs to the kitchen and found a note

"Sara, had to run early to beat the heat. Enjoy your breakfast.

Love Dad"

There was a bowl of cut fruit and a mini bottle of Champagne in the fridge with a smiley face note. I grinned as I sat down with my breakfast, thinking about how his wife must have been treated like a queen when they were together . It made me sad for a split second, but then I realized that Frank needed to be able to do little gestures like this to feel normal, so it was good for us both.

I turned on the weather channel as I ate and it was already 80 degrees at 9:00 am, so I finished up and went upstairs. I began going through my bikinis, searching for my newest. It was a skimpy little black side tie bikini, with a skimpier top that basically just barely covered my breasts. Top size never really mattered to me at home, since I rarely wore one unless we had company.

After finding the bottoms, I searched for the top but couldn't seem to find it anywhere. I figured I could go without it until at least 1:00 since Frank was rarely ever home before 2:00. I brought a white tank top down with me, just in case I needed to cover up, and headed out to the pool.

There was a nice breeze blowing through the yard, which gave some relief from the hot sun. As I laid there, I closed my eyes listening to the birds chirping and leaves rustling in the trees and eventually fell asleep. I awoke to the sound of a splash. A little disoriented, I sat up and saw Frank swimming across the pool. As I looked to my left, there was a glass of Champagne and a tray of cheese that he had set out for me.

I sat up to put my tank top on and realized that I had left it on the glass table by the door. I only had a moment to decide if I was going to stand up and retrieve it or just stay topless. He had already seen me, but it just didn't seem right so I hopped up with my arm covering my breasts and quickly walked to my top.

Frank stood up in the shallow end of the pool and made eye contact with me just as I was pulling my tank top over my head. I had to take a second to focus on him because I was sure that he was naked.

"Frank, honey, are my eyes playing tricks on me or are you naked in there?" I asked.

"I had a hell of a day, my dear," Frank called out with a laugh. "Shot the best game of my life and had a few drinks to celebrate."

Looking down, I saw an open bottle of Irish whiskey on the table. That explained his crazy behavior. Frank is like me, whiskey makes him a little wild. I put my sunglasses back on and went to retrieve my glass of champagne as Frank continued to swim around the pool. Sitting at the glass table in the shade, I couldn't help but watch him. He was built very well for a man his age.

Noticing that he had left his towel on one of the chairs, I tossed it to the edge of the pool just in case he began to feel modest. I pretended not to watch as he lifted himself out it the pool, taking his time as he toweled off before wrapping it around his hips. He had the grin of a guilty man as he strolled over to pick up the cheese plate and join me in the shade.

Frank sat down in the chair beside me and poured himself another glass of whiskey and raised the bottle to me as if to ask if I wanted any.

"No thanks, dad, it's a bit early for that." I said with a wink.

"Well, not too early for this though," he said as he poured the last of the Champagne into my glass.

We sat there and chatted for an hour or so. As Frank slowly finished several more drinks, he began teasing me about being topless earlier. His charm, flirting and the Champagne all had me feeling like a school girl again. I could feel my cheeks turning red every now and then as he continued laying on the compliments.

"Yes, my dear Sara," he said, "when i first walked back here, I thought Victoria's Secret had lost one of their angels."

I had to roll my eyes at him, but was unable to stop smiling as I shook my head.

"This heat is really something," Frank said, "what do you say we go for a dip?"

He stood up and just let his loose towel fall from his hips as he walked to the edge of the pool, turning quickly to flash me before jumping in. I couldn't believe his behavior, well that's not exactly true, I couldn't believe this was actually happening. He had always been pretty wild but this was almost too far, even for him. Frank often made comments about the way I looked, or complimented me, but I always took it as part of his charm. Today, Frank was acting like a different person. He was acting like a man on the prowl.

"Come on in, Sara, the water feels great," he said as I watched him floating on his back. "And bring me my drink, would ya doll?"

He was right, the heat was almost unbearable today, so I picked up his glass and brought it to the edge of the pool, setting it down. I placed my Champagne beside it, stood up and had to decide if I was going to follow his lead and go topless or not. There wasn't really any point in swimming with my tank top on. It was so thin that the humidity had already begun making it see through.

"Ah, fuck it." I said to myself.

Frank watched me as I pulled my tank top over my head, and gave a little whistle as I bent over to place it beside our drinks. That uncontrollable smile crept across my lips again so I winked at him as I dove in. I had the feeling he was disappointed I didn't take off my bikini bottoms, but I was only willing to go so far with this game he was playing.

For the next hour, we swam and drank and acted normal, besides being naked. When we had enough sun and water, we both went back to our chairs in the shade, except this time Frank didn't wrap his towel around himself, he just laid it across his chair. I hadn't brought a towel down and didn't see much point in putting my top back on so I stayed topless.

I still had my sunglasses on, because at this point I couldn't help but stare at Franks nakedness. They say that some aspects of heredity skip a generation or two. This was definitely the case with Frank and my husband. Frank had something special in his DNA and he knew it. I wondered if that was one of the reasons why he was showing himself off. He obviously had lost all inhibitions and I think he was doing it to mess with me.

The awkwardness of my situation began to fade by this point. We were just two good friends who happened to be naked. Well, Frank was, i still had my bikini bottoms on. I decided that since I was done laying out, I'd go put something on and hang up my bikini. I guess I was trying to at least pretend that I was going to be a good girl, despite Franks craziness.

"I have to rinse the chlorine out of these, but I'll be back." I told him.

Finishing my Champagne as I stood up, Frank watched me with a sly grin on his face. I had to fight the urge to smile as he looked at me, his piercing gaze seeming to devour me. My heart was beating a little fast as I walked inside, straight up the stairs and into my room. After stripping off my bottoms, I stood in front of my bathroom mirror for a moment, admiring the tan I had developed. The white triangle of skin covering my pussy was so bright in contrast to my tan stomach, breasts and thighs.

My mind began to wander as i stood there and had to snap myself out of it. I picked up a cute little flimsy summer dress and pulled it over my head before heading back downstairs. I could hear Frank on his phone, still outside as I walked into the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of wine and opened a beer for him just as he walked in.

I was facing the sink when he came up behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the side of my neck. I froze, almost in shock as I waited for him to make a joke and laugh. His kiss lingered for a moment and I distinctly felt the tip of his tongue on my skin.

"That was your husband I was talking to on the phone. He asked me to give you a kiss from him." He said in a whisper.

I stood still, silent except for the sound of my breathing. Frank still had his arms around me, with my arms pinned to my side as he kissed my neck once more. A soft gasp escaped my lips, followed by a whisper of a moan. It was completely involuntary and I almost didn't realize I had done it, until I heard it.

There was no denying that his actions had put me in a highly arroused state. The heat of his body came through the thin cotton dress as though our naked bodies were pressed together. Franks hands slid down my arms and he interlocked his fingers with mine, then slowly ran our hands up over my sides.

When my hands reached my breasts, Frank kissed the side of my neck again. At this point I realized that the thin fabric of my dress was caught in between our fingers, causing my dress to be pulled up to just above my belly button. He pressed his body against my naked skin, his cock nestled up against my lower back just above my tattoo.

I felt my knees trembling and leaned forward to steady myself against the counter as our hands started to slowly knead my breasts. Frank began trailing his tongue along my shoulder, whispering.

"Is this how he used to kiss you, before he started ignoring you?" Frank whispered.

" He asked me to give you a kiss from him, I want to make sure I'm doing it right." Franks voice was low and calm.

I let out just the hint of a whimper as I felt his cock becoming rigid between us.

"You can stop this at any time, princess, just say the word." Frank calmly said into my ear.

All I could do was shake my head as I held firmly to his fingers, squeezing my breasts harder as I tilted my head to the side. He removed his hands from mine and raised my hands over my head as he pulled my dress off. Turning me to face him, he tilted my head up and pressed his lips to mine.

His tongue slipped over my lower lip and caressed it's way deep into my mouth as he held me firmly by the back of my neck. I was as turned on as I was shocked by the events that were unfolding, unable to resist as our tongues began dancing off of each other.

Frank scooped me up in his arms, never breaking our passionate kisses as he carried me to the inside of his cabana. He didn't even bother to shut the door behind us as he laid my down across his bed. That was when I got my first good look at Franks erection. I had a pretty good idea of his size when I felt him pressed into my lower back, but imagining it was quite different than actually seeing.

Frank got down on his elbows, between my thighs and pushed my legs apart as he ran his tongue deeply across my pussy. My back arched and toes curled as I draped my legs over his shoulders, feeling every inch of his tongue. He gripped my waist as he forced his tongue deep inside of me, talking as he devoured me.

"God damn, Sara, your pussy is just like I imagined." He said, breathing heavily between words.

"Oh Jesus, so fucking tight." He moaned as he slid a finger inside me while sucking my clit between his lips.

My pussy spasmed as his finger slid deep inside and I began to climax almost instantly. My orgasms usually build slowly but this one came from out of nowhere, fast and intense. Frank had to grip my thighs to keep me from squirming away, holding me tightly as he increased the suction on my clit.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," I cried out as my body began to contort and quiver. I tried to push him away, and free my clit from his mouth but he held fast. It was almost unbearable and I cried out again as I thrashed under his grip. Waves of intense pleasure coursed through me. I eventually came back to earth as my orgasm subsided, and I laid there panting like thirsty dog.

As I lay there, basking is the afterglow of such an intense orgasm, all I could think about was getting my hands and mouth on Franks cock. I had to see it up close, get my hands around it and feel it's rigid shaft. That would have to wait as Frank had other plans. He pulled my ass close to the edge of the bed and lined his cock up between my legs. I watched his face as he placed the thick head against my swollen pussy lips, rubbing it up and down my slit before gently pushing forward.

"Oh fuck," was all I could say as his cock head slipped into my canal, my pussy gripping his shaft as it made its way inside me.

"That's it, princess, open up for me," Frank whispered as he pushed a little further.

I nodded my head as I gently bit my lip, taking deep breaths as my pussy tried to accommodate his girth. When he had the first couple of inches in, he took hold of my calves and pulled me toward him, preventing me from wiggling away as he pushed even deeper. Frank backed himself out until just the tip was nestled between by lips and then pushed steadily further until most of his cock lay inside me.

My mouth gaped open as his cock hit spots inside me that had laid dormant for too long. Franks hands went to my hips as he finally succeeded in pressing the entire length of his cock inside me. He began a steady pace, back and forth as I moaned his name with each thrust.

"Oh fuck, Frank, oh honey." I moaned.

He grinned down at me, his eyes full of lust as he climbed on top, scooting me further back into his bed. Frank pushed my thighs apart, and used them as leverage as he began to pump his cock in and out. My eyes rolled back as another orgasm slowly built up inside me. He sensed that it was coming and when my pussy began to spasm, he pressed his cock to the hilt while grinding his pubic bone into my clit.

I lay there, moaning like an animal as he pressed his weight down on top of me, pinning me to the mattress.

"Yeah, Sara darling, that's it princess." He said, as he ground his cock deeper into me.

As my orgasm peaked, he began pumping his cock in and out again, swiveling his hips and hitting every spot imaginable inside my womb. He picked up the pace and began to moan along with me when his body and cock became rigid. I was in a state of bliss, floating somewhere above my body when I heard him groan and felt the first spasm of his cock as it erupted.

Frank thrusted his hips 3 or 4 more times before burying himself completely inside me as his cock sprayed hot cum against my cervix. I came so hard that I nearly blacked out, and almost forgot to breath. His cum slowly flooded my insides and began running like a small stream down into my ass and onto his mattress. The steady rhythmic pulses from his cock slowed inside me, as his orgasm faded, but his cock stayed rock hard.

Frank sat up on his knees and slowly withdrew his cock, causing another small stream of cum to flow out. He looked down between my thighs and admired his work, running his fingers through my swollen pussy lips as I smiled up at him. I was smitten, like a cat with a saucer of milk, and couldn't help but purr.

"Well now," he said, "what should we do with this thing next?"

Frank was stroking his shaft as he moved in to kiss me. I lifted myself up and sat on my feet as our lips met again. He pulled away and chuckled softly.

"I'm surprised those little blue pills still work, it's been a couple years." He stated.

"Thanks to the miracles of modern chemistry, we can do that a few more times, unless you're feeling guilty." He asked.

Honestly, I hadn't even thought about guilt until he mentioned it, and it was just fleeting. I didn't want him to think for a moment that I regretted what had just happened, so I climbed down off the bed, knelt at his feet and gave him a wicked little grin.

"Hmmm, guilty huh?" I said. "I'll let you be the judge of that."

I motioned for him to scoot to the edge of the bed, and took ahold of his cock. I gave him a wink as I leaned in and wrapped my lips around the head. There was still a drop of cum that I scooped up before sliding my mouth down and swallowing his cock entirely. Frank let out a gasp as he watched me take his entire cock down my throat. I pressed my nose down to the base of his cock and held there for a moment before pulling back.

A thin string of saliva from my bottom lip clung to the tip of his cock as I grinned up at him. Frank leaned forward and kissed me before placing his hands on either side of my head and guiding me back to his cock.

"Oh princess, that's so good. No one has ever done it like that." He said

He stroked my cheeks and petted me while I slowly, deliberately and passionately made love to his cock with my mouth. I sucked his cock like it was the most precious thing in the world to me. I looked into Franks eyes lovingly as I took him deep down my throat, and then planted soft wet kisses along the shaft.

The way he kept calling me princess felt so naughty, and I was surprised to find that I loved it. I began moaning with my mouth around him, mumbling with my mouth full.

"Daddy's cock is so sweet." I said, muffled through his cock.

His eyes went wide for a moment and then that devilish grin spread across his face.

"Mmm, that's it princess, suck daddies cock." He said, as he pulled my mouth down deeper.

"Show daddy how much you want his cock, how much you love it."

His words made my heart race and butterflies flutter in my belly. I suddenly became very aware of his cum still leaking from my pussy as his cock filled my mouth.

"Show daddy what a bad girl you are, princess." He whispered.

I looked up into his eyes as I pulled his cock from between my lips. Reaching down between my legs, I scooped some of his cum from my lips and stroked it across his shaft before sliding my mouth back down over him. Frank could only watch and moan as I continued this several times until all of his cum was wiped away.

"I'm all out of daddy's sweet cum." I pouted, while stroking his cock.

That was what put him over the edge. He began stroking his cock quickly, groaning as his shaft began to twitch. I immediately slid my mouth down around the head, swirled my tongue and sucked gently as he started cumming again. Frank let out a bellow as his cum rocketed down my throat. I couldn't believe how much there was since it was his second ejaculation in less than an hour, but it flooded my mouth.

I had to swallow several times, spilling some from the corners of my mouth. I closed my lips tightly and swallowed again as he drained the last of his cum onto my tongue. Frank reached down and pulled me up onto his chest, gave me a soft passionate kiss and then curled me up against his body. We drifted off to sleep listening to the crickets chirping.