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From: Black Demon <natas@aloha.net>
NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 29 Jan 2002 00:36:43 HST
Subject: {ASSM} Fiance's Father - II (m/f, n/c)
Date: Tue, 29 Jan 2002 19:10:02 -0500
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                    Fianc 's Father - II (m/f, n/c)
                                   by
                              Black Demon

                _______________________________________
                          Standard Disclaimer!
          This is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
                 _______________________________________

Spring break for the colleges had just commenced and Pop Hastings
anxiously awaited the return of his son Tom.  With Mom Hastings' passing
three years earlier, it had been quite a strain as they had always been
a closely knit family.  Pop was a bit nervous as Tom was bringing a
guest home with him, a very special guest, the girl he had gotten
engaged to a few months earlier.

Hearing a car pull up in the driveway, Pop looked out the window to see
that it was indeed Tom's car.  Going outside to greet Tom and his guest,
he took a deep breath as his eyes fell upon what appeared to be a
beautiful angel with long golden hair.  'My gosh, Tom sure landed a
beauty queen!' his mind raced.  Once he greeted Tom, introductions were
made and then Pop shook the soft petite hand of the lovely beauty.  He
stammered out a welcome as he swallowed deeply with his cock twitching
madly in his pants.

The beautiful Ms. Brenda Fleming, Tom's fianc , indicated that she had
been brought up in a town further north and still lived there with her
parents.  Pop then assisted Tom with the luggage into the house, letting
Tom show his lovely fiancee to the guest room.  As Tom and Brenda were
changing into something more comfortable, Pop poured himself a drink to
steady his nerves.  'God, she's so fucking beautiful!' he thought.

Hearing footsteps coming down the stairway, Pop turned and nearly choked
on his drink.  His son's beautiful fiancee had indeed changed her
clothing into something more comfortable.  He was in awe as he stared at
the beauty who was now wearing a loose blouse that was tied a bit below
her breasts, revealing her soft trim waist.  With the pair of shorts she
was wearing, her long ivory legs were so damned beautiful down to and
including her sexy bare feet.

With there being several hours of sunlight remaining, Tom wanted to give
Brenda a tour of their town and show her around a bit.  Pop told them to
go ahead and have fun, advising them that he'd put some ribs on the
grill just a bit before they got back.  From the window he watched as
they went out to Tom's car, watching intently till the door was closed,
shutting off his view o Brenda's long sexy legs.

Breathing hard as the car pulled out of the driveway, Pop could hardly
move, his cock so damned hard in the tight confines of his pants.
'Fuck, I gotta get some fucking relief!' he groaned to himself, making
his way upstairs to his bathroom.  Passing the guest room, he glanced in
and his cock throbbed in seeing the yellow summer dress that his son's
fiancee had been wearing earlier.  Biting his bottom lip, Pop nervously
move towards the bed where the dress was lying.

Reaching out, Pop touched the soft fabric of the thin dress, wishing
that the lovely beauty was still in it.  Fingering the dress, lifting it
a bit, Pop then noticed another lighter yellow garment beneath it.
Heart pounding in total disbelief, he moved the dress further to the
side.  'Oh, my God!  I don't fucking believe it!' he quivered, seeing
the lacy panties that were lying upon the bed.

Dropping the dress back to the bed, he then reached for the pair of lacy
yellow panties.  Bringing it up to his face, Pop inhaled deeply,
shivering at the scent of the intoxicating fragrance.  Without thinking,
he unzipped his pants and withdrew his hard throbbing cock, then wrapped
the soft silky garment around it.  Stroking his cock several times with
the sexy garment, he shuddered in panic, realizing that he was about to
cum right then and there.

Stumbling to the nearby bathroom, silky panties held tightly around his
cock in hand, Pop groaned loudly as he could hold back no longer.  "Oh,
fuck ................ahhhhhhhh ..............................oh, Godddddddd!" he shuddered as his cock
lurched in his fist, spraying the air wildly with his cum.  "Ahhhh
..........ahhhhhhh ................ahhhhhhh!" he panted as he emptied his lust into the
toilet below.

Breathing heavily, sighing in relief, Pop looked at his lust sinking
down into the water to puddle at the bottom of the toilet bowl.  Then in
a panic he looked down at his hand, seeing that he had not been that
timely nor cautious after all, not with the crotch of the yellow pair of
panties covered in a layer of his thick gooey cum.  Trying to regain his
senses, Pop tried to think, wondering what he should do to cover up his
sinful indiscretion.

Pop first tried to wipe off the gummy evidence of what he had done,
realizing that he could not have his son's beautiful fiancee discover
that he had jerked off onto her panties.  Then he ran the warm water in
the sink, nervously placing the soiled garment under the water to
cleanse it of the sticky deposit.  With the damp garment in his hands,
he wondered if it would get totally dry before Tom and his fiancee
returned.

In the guest room again, Pop shifted about nervously, afraid that the
pair of panties would not be dry in time and his terrible deed would be
discovered.  Then the red hair dryer atop the dresser caught his eye.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he plugged in the hair dryer that Brenda
had brought with her.  Ten minutes later, satisfied that he had
adequately dried his future daughter-in-law's panties, he placed it onto
the bed and put the dress back over it.

Sitting back in a lounge chair, Pop consumed two more straight shots to
calm his nerves.  Realizing that Tom and his beauty would be returning
in an hour or so, he needed to get a move on and get the fire started.
Once he got the fire started, he then went into the kitchen to check on
the ribs, seeing that it was marinated properly.

As he placed the ribs on the hot grill, Pop heard Tom's car drive up and
park.  Then the front door opened and the young couple joined him on the
patio.  He inquired of Brenda as to how she liked the town and watched
as she slipped off her tennis shoes and lay back on the lounge chair.
His cock gave a twitch in his pants as he eyes roved over her long ivory
legs and sexy feet that were pointed in his direction.  His mouth
watering, he wickedly thought 'Thank God I jerked off on her panties!
Otherwise, I'd jump her right now and tear off her skimpy clothing!
God, I'd give anything to get between those long sexy legs of hers!'

At dinner, Pop thought he'd cum in his pants when Brenda accidentally
brushed her bare foot up against his leg.  Throughout the night, all he
could do was to stare at the couple cuddling up as they watched
television.  Seeing her long sexy legs stretched out on the sofa, Pop
could not help but to stroke his cock that was out of view from them.

In bed that night, Pop could not fall asleep, thinking only of the
beautiful angel just down the hall.  "Oh, baby ................oh, you sweet
little angel .............ahhhhh ............ahhhhhh!" he groaned loudly, letting his
cock spurt high up into the air.  Now totally exhausted, he quickly fell
asleep, letting the wet cum to dry on the sheets.

Shortly after breakfast, Tom headed off with his fiancee to show her
more of the town and let her visit the mall.  As soon as they departed,
Pop made a beeline to the guest room.  Swallowing deeply, looking about,
he found a small garment bag next to her overnight case.  Peering in
slowly, his heart was pounding madly as he got a glimpse of a lacy pink
item.  A moment later, the pair of pink panties were wrapped around his
cock as he jerked off once again.  This time he was much more careful,
letting his entire load spurt directly into the toilet.  Then, he
wrapped the crotch of the silky panties around his oozing cockhead to
wipe it dry.

Getting into his car, Pop made the twenty minute trip to town.  Having
lived there all of his life, Pop knew just about everyone there, even
some unsavory characters that he had grown up with.  He remained friends
with them all, but purposely shied away from any contact with the
unsavory ones other than a friendly wave and greeting.  Several in fact
owed him a favor from eons ago but he had never sought a payback of any
sort.

Finding a spot to park away from the mainstream of traffic, Pop made his
way around the corner to where one of his old unsavory friends hung
out.  He was warmly greeted by his old friend Al Lutz and invited to
have a seat with him on a shaded bench that was out of sight from
passersby.  His friend opened a can of beer and advised "Here, have a
beer for old times sake!"  "Al, I was wondering if I could ask a favor
of you?" Pop inquired.

"Hell yes!" came the response from Al.  "Shit, I owe you so many favors
for way back!  I'm only too happy to be able to help!  Whatever I got,
its yours, man!  What do you want?  Some weed?  Crack?  Set somebody up
to get whacked?"

"No .........no!" Pop shook his head and hesitated, nervous to ask the real
question.  "Nothing like that, Al!" he said.  "C'mon, you can tell me
anything!  My lips are sealed!" his old friend advised.  "Al, remember
in our growing up days there was something called 'Spanish Fly'?" Pop
asked.

Al laughed loudly "Shit, man, you wanna get into some bitch's tight
panties!  Is that it?"  Seeing Pop nod in embarrassment, he quickly
advised "Don't sweat it man!  Got a couple of things for you!  The most
popular is the 'roofie', better known at the 'Date Rape Drug' cause its
cheap and popular with the high school kids!  Guy slips it in a girl's
drink and soon she's out cold for a good eight hours!  Then there's the
modern day version of the old 'Spanish Fly' called the 'Black Label
Spanish Fly' that's in liquid form!

Pop watched as Al got up and put a capsule of pills and a bottle of
liquid into a brown paper sack.  Then Al advised him "Here's both of
those goodies!  Me, I prefer the new version of 'Spanish Fly' versus the
'roofies'!  Giv'em a 'roofie' and you'll be fuck'n a limp piece of
meat!  But you mix one capful of the 'Black Label Spanish Fly' in her
drink, she'll be squirming out of her tight little panties in no time!
Plus, she's be hot as a fuck'n minx and will fuck the living shit outta
ya!"

After another beer for ol' times sake, Pop inquired "What do I owe you
for this, Al?"  Pop was glad he had helped out Al in their younger
years, especially when Al advised "Shit, man, what are friends for?
Besides, I owe you a hell of a lot more!  If you run out, just come on
back for more!  No charge, man!  Fuck, remember our senior year in high
school .................shit, you saved my fuck'n ass from going in the can for
two years!"

Late that afternoon, Pop sat back on his armchair ogling the shapely
form of his son's fiancee who insisted that he relax while she prepared
dinner that night.  At the dinner table, Pop enjoyed the delicious pasta
dish that Brenda had prepared, thinking 'Not only is she beautiful but
she can fucking cook!'

When dinner was done, he insisted on doing the dishes, telling the two
lovebirds to go and relax in the den.  He also added "When I'm done with
the dishes, I'll make a batch of my special hot chocolate for you two!"
Taking his time in doing the dishes, Pop pondered as to what he should
do, nervous on following through with the devious thoughts running
through his mind.

Peering out of the kitchen into the den, Pop felt his heart pounding in
his chest as he gazed upon the beautiful blonde angel.  Quickly he
returned into the kitchen to prepare the hot chocolate.  Before pouring
in the hot water, he gazed at the cups, wondering if he really had the
nerve to follow through with his plan.

Hesitantly, Pop got out two sleeping pills that he already had as a
prescription for himself and put them into one cup.  Opening the brown
paper bag that Al had given him, he looked at the contents and his mind
played through all the things Al had advised him of.  Thinking of the
young sexy beauty in the den, picturing he squirming in heat under him,
Pop licked his lips and reached in for the bottle of liquid.  Measuring
out a capful of the liquid, he then poured the contents into the other
cup.

Entering the den, holding two cups of hot chocolate, Pop advised
"Prepared my special hot chocolate for you two!"  Handing a cup to his
son and his lovely fiancee, Pop heard Brenda's sweet voice thanking him
for the cup of hot chocolate.  "My pleasure!" he responded.  'Yes my
sweet little beauty, its gonna be all my pleasure once you drink that
cup of hot chocolate!' he thought.

Peering out from the kitchen, Pop eagerly watched as the couple in the
den consumed the hot chocolate that he had prepared for each of them.
Another ten minutes went by and Pop could readily see the effects on the
couple in the den.  Tom was about to nod off in front of the television
set while his beautiful fiancee had laid herself back onto the sofa and
was literally squirming upon it.

Turning off the kitchen light, Pop bid Tom and his fiancee goodnight as
he proceeded up to his room.  In the darkness of his bedroom, Pop soon
heard footsteps coming up the stairs.  Listening carefully, he heard his
son say "I'm so .........tired tonight!  Goodnight, honey!  I'll see you in
the morning.  First came the sound of one door closing shut, followed by
the hallway light going off, then came the sound of a second door
closing shut.

With the house in pitch darkness, Pop waited a few moments then slowly
moved down the hallway towards the guest room.  First stopping outside
of Tom's room, he pressed his ear to the door and heard his son's loud
snore, then he proceeded further down the hallway. As he had hoped,
Brenda had not locked the door to her room, expecting that if anyone was
to visit her in the night that it would be her loving Tom.  He knew what
he was doing was certainly wrong but he just had to be close to this
lovely young beauty.  His eyes having adjusted to the darkness, he made
his way to where the bed was located.

Having changed into her nightgown, Brenda had been lying in bed,
squirming under the covers wondering why her body felt to different,
wishing that she could embrace her loving fianc .  She so desperately
wanted to be touched and for the very first time had let her hands move
up to cup her breasts, her thumbs caressing her hardening nipples
through her nightgown.  She had heard the turning of the doorknob and
was so happy that Tom had snuck on over to her room.

Seeing the outline of her fianc  approach the bed, she reached out to
touch his hand, telling him "Oh, Tom, I'm so glad you snack on over!
Come and lie down with me!  I need to feel your arms around me!"  She
scooted over on the queen-sized bed, making room for Tom, lifting the
blanket and sheet so he could join her.  Feeling the muscular arms
embrace her, her lips parted as they engaged in a passionate kiss.
Feeling his tongue part her lips, she responded as her tongue met his
and engaged in dallying with each other.

Pop Hastings could not believe his luck as Brenda had mistaken him for
his son, his similar build as Tom's had her fooled.  Her agitated
condition from the doctored chocolate, along with the darkness, had
allowed him the pleasure of getting into bed with this beautiful girl.
He could not believe he was actually kissing her, touching her up
intimately through her thin nightgown.  His hand traced the outline of
her body, feeling her trim waist and up over her hip, feeling the
outline of the waistband of her panties.  Then he moved his hand up to
touch her soft trim belly and up to cup a breast, his thumb searching
and finding a budding nipple.

"Ohhhh, Tommm ..................ohhhhh, that feels sooo gooddddd!  Oh, yesssss
...........oh, Tom ...............touch meeeeee!" Brenda cooed.  "Oh, Tom ...........I love
you so much!   Make love to me!  Make love to me ............make me your woman
tonight!" she pleaded.  "Oh, Tom ..............I know I made you promise to wait
till our wedding night ............but ..........I ...............I want you to make me yours
tonight!" she begged.

Pop grasped her hand, dragging it slowly under him till her fingers met
the bulge in his crotch of his shorts.  He shivered as Brenda's fingers
instinctively squeezed at this throbbing cock, her fingers tracing the
length of his manhood.  He felt so proud upon hearing her moan "Ohhh,
Tom ............its so big ............so hardddddd!"  Then he felt her soft fingers on
his bare thigh, feeling her finger slip under into the opening of his
shorts and make contact with his leaking cockhead.

Brenda could not believe she was stroking Tom's bare cock for the very
first time, squeezing at the bulb-like cockhead, enjoying the feel of
his slippery juice leaking onto her fingers.  Eagerly, she pumped at his
throbbing manhood, feeling him grow even larger in her hands.  "Tom
...............Tom ..............love me ...............make me a woman tonight .............your woman!"

Seconds later, the two lovers began undressing each other.  Tom pushed
up the nightgown and pulled her hands from the sleeves, then felt her
free hands undo the top of his shorts.  As the shorts was pushed over
his hips, Pop was getting the nightgown over the head of his son's
beautiful fiancee.  Next he pulled down the thin lacy panties over her
trim hips, down her trim legs and off her feet.  Then he was rubbing his
bared body over the soft naked body of the beauty who would soon be
marrying his son, kissing her passionately as they embraced one another.

Getting into position, Pop got between Brenda's soft thighs, enjoying
the feel of her soft thighs rubbing against his hips.  Reaching down
between their bodies, he rubbed his leaking cockhead through her soft
curls, then fitted himself at the entrance to her moist slit.  Pushing
forward a bit, worming his cockhead between her tight slit, he smiled
upon hearing "Oh, Tom .............its so bigggggg!  Please ...............please be
gentle with me!  I'm scared ..............I ...............I've heard its quite painful
the ..........first time!"

Feeling her soft hands caressing the back of his shoulders, Pop caressed
her trim hips and cupped her soft asscheeks in the palm of his hands.
Pulling her up to him, Pop pushed forward a bit, embedding an inch of
his throbbing cock into the tight resisting flesh.  He held himself
still upon hearing the desperate plea "Tom ..........Tom ............ohhhhh, it hurts
..............you're too bigggg!  Tom .........I ...........I'm so scared ..........I can't
..............I can't go through with this!"

The soft trim hands, that were caressing his shoulders a moment ago, now
were desperately pushing at his chest.  "Tom ...........please .........please .........I
........I can't!" came the frantic plea from under him.  But Pop was not
about to release the struggle beauty, not at this point, not with his
pulsating cockhead encased in her virgin twat.  There was no thought nor
consideration of getting off her struggling body, for the only head Pop
was thinking with was the one between his legs.

Unable to hold himself back any further, Pop grasped the quivering
asscheeks in his hands, pulling her up as he slammed himself into her.
"Ahhhhhhhh ...............ohhhhh ............oh, Tommm ...........it hurts ...............it
hurtsssssssss!" came the loud scream from the beauty beneath him as her
fingernails dug into his upper arms.  He smiled to himself as he thought
'Man, I've popped her fucking cherry!'  Deeply embedded, Pop held
himself still to ease the pain coursing through the raped beauty and
also to keep himself from cumming prematurely.

Feeling the tense body beneath him finally begin to relax a bit, Pop
then pushed forward till he was now fully embedded, his pubic hairs
mingling with her soft curls.  He ground himself into the moaning
beauty, enjoying her moans "Ohhhhh ...........Tom ...........Tom!  Oh, Tom
.................you've made me a woman .............your woman!"  Withdrawing himself
slowly till only his thick cockhead remained, Pop then slowly lanced her
again till he was able to ground himself against her mound.

Slowly, stroke after stroke, Pop fucked into the mewling young beauty.
The hands that were gripping tightly at his upper arms were now
caressing his shoulders again, moving up to encircle his neck.  Next Pop
felt her soft trim feet moving up and down the back of his calves, then
felt her legs encircle him, squeezing him to her.  It was a fantastic
fuck, feeling the young beauty hunch up at him each time that he fucked
into her.

Brenda couldn't believe the sensational pleasure now coursing throughout
her young body.  'Oh, God ............thank God Tom didn't listen to me and stop
when I begged him to!  Ohhhhhh ...............I'm actually a woman now .............Tom's
woman!' she thought.  With each lengthy stroke, Brenda couldn't believe
the pleasurable sensations coursing through her body, wanting Tom to
keep on fucking her.  "Oh, Tom .............of, Tom ...............it feels so gooddddddd
.............oh, fuck me ...................don't ever stop fucking me!" she moaned up to
her lover.

The bed in the guest room was squeaking as never before, headboard
thumping loudly against the bedroom wall as the two lovers shagged at
each other.  "Tom .............Tom .................oh, God ..................oh, God ................I ...............I'm
going ...........I ...........I'm cummingggggggg!" she moaned loudly.  "Oh, yes
............yes, Tom ...............I feel you .............cumming in meeeeeeeee!  Shoot it
...............shoot it .................yes .........yesssssssssss!" she screamed.

As the two lovers lay embraced in each other's arms, they kissed
passionately and caressed each other's body.  When the kiss broke,
Brenda squeezed her cunt muscles around the shaft that had just made a
woman her, enjoying the twitch that she got in response.  "Oh, honey
...............I'm so glad we made love tonight!  We might just have gotten an
early jump on starting our family!" she giggled.  Wanting to see the
love of her life, the man who had just deflowered her and made her a
woman, she reached over to the side and flicked at the switch to the
lamp.

"Pop ................Pop .................oh, my God ..............noooooooo!  Pop ...........Pop ..........how
.............how could you?  You ............you raped me!" Brenda stammered.
Horrified, she sobbed and tried to push the man who was to be her future
father-in-law off her body.  Then her hands were captured at each wrist
and her arms were being pinned on each side of her head.  Sobbing,
Brenda tried to turn her head, trying to avoid the lips that were again
seeking to kiss her.

Still embedded deeply in the raped young beauty, Pop licked at the soft
pink lips that were now clenched tightly.  His cock thickening again in
the raped slit, he began to fuck her again, this time not holding back,
slamming himself again and again into the sobbing beauty.  Harder and
harder, Pop thrust himself into the soft petite body, anxious to satisfy
his lust once again.  When he felt the trim legs once again encircling
him, the arms not struggling against him, Pop knew she was now his for
the taking.  He released her wrists and felt her arms encircle his neck
as she turn her head towards him, lips parting to accept his exploring
tongue.

Once again, the bed squeaked madly as the two lovers humped at each
other, the head board thumping against the bedroom wall.  "Oh, Pop
..............oh, Pop .............ohhh, you're ....................I ..................I going to
................cummmmmm!  Ahhhhh, Pop ................Pop .......................yes ...............yes ................fuck
me ...............fuck me ...................fuck your future daughter-in-law!  Ohhhhhh, Pop
..............cum in me ...................fuck your baby in me ...................I ..........I
.............cummingggggggg!"

Pop was beside himself, feeling the beauty's arms and legs tighten in
their embrace.  "Oh, sweetie ...................you're so soft ...............so beautiful
...................oh, honey!  Oh, Brenda .................I'm gonna cum .................gonna cum in
you!  Ahhhhhhh, yeahhhhhhh .................yeahhhhhhh!" he groaned as his cock
unleashed its hot potent load.  Moving to kiss his son's fiancee again,
he was pleased that she did not turn away this time but instead parted
her lips to accept his exploring tongue.

Twice more that night, the two lovers were intimately joined as only a
husband and wife should be.  Only the two lovers were the bride-to-be
and father of the man to whom she would be wed.  Finally, the two lovers
were both physically exhausted.  The young beauty slipped out of bed and
staggered unsteadily to the bathroom to cleanse her thighs of the cum
and blood that stained them.  Meanwhile, her elderly lover stripped off
the bloodstained sheets and replaced them with clean ones.

Early the next morning, Pop had gotten up early to prepare some bacon
and eggs for breakfast.  He wondered how his son's beautiful fiancee
would act towards him, especially after he had raped her during the
night, taking her virginity.  She had looked so guilty and ashamed
before she had gotten out of the bed that Pop confessed to her as to
what he had done to put her in that irritated condition.  Hearing
several footsteps coming down the stairs and voices talking, he
swallowed in anticipation, knowing that his son and fiancee would soon
be entering the kitchen.

"Smells good!  I'll pour the coffee!" he heard Tom say.  Then he turned
as a smiling Brenda approached and she said loudly "Good morning, Pop!
I had a very good night of the soft bed!  Hmmm, sure does smell good!"
He was surprised as Brenda leaned towards him to give him a kiss on the
cheek.  With Tom's back to them, he shivered as Brenda playfully nipped
at his earlobe with her teeth, whispering "Are you as good a cook as you
are a lover, Pop?  All that activity gave me a big appetite!  Besides, I
might be eating for two now!"

That day, Tom took Brenda out for a sightseeing excursion, wanting to
treat his lovely fiancee to the beautiful scenery of the nearby coast.
In the late afternoon, they returned home a couple hours before dinner.
Tom indicated that he wanted to drop in on one of his old friends to say
'Hi' and have a beer since he hadn't seen Jack in about a year.  He was
hesitant, not wanting to just leave Brenda alone on her vacation and
asked if she would like to join him.  Brenda responded "You go ahead,
Tom!  I'll meet your good friend Jack some other time!  I want to rest
up a bit and also give Pop a hand!"

Pop had been nearby when he heard Brenda insist that Tom go ahead to
meet his old friend.  He swore he could see a twinkle in her eye after
she had said that she wanted to "give Pop a hand!"  He just figured that
he was imagining things in getting all worked up like that, but he
figured it wouldn't hurt any to do more wishful thinking.  As they would
be grilling some steaks that evening, Pop went into the kitchen to
season the steaks.  Then he heard his son and fiancee at the front door
exchanging goodbyes.

He heard Tom's car engine start up and then the car departed from the
driveway.  Then Pop heard soft footsteps enter the kitchen and approach
him.  He sucked in his breath when he heard Brenda's soft sweet voice "I
told Tom that I was going to stay back and give you a hand, Pop!  How
can I give you a hand, Pop?"  He shuddered as a trim arm moved arm his
waist and slim fingers gripped his throbbing bulge.

Squeezing at the large bulge, Brenda caressed it in her tight grip,
moving her clenching fingers the length of the bulge.  "Is this the way
you'd like me to give you a hand, Pop?" she teased, giving his manhood a
squeeze.  Now with both hands around his waist, rubbing her breasts up
against Pop's back, Brenda's fingers are busy getting the zipper down.
A moment later, having fished out his lengthy manhood, Brenda was
stroking the thick cock that had recently deflowered her.

Looking down, Pop groaned as the slim manicured fingers shucked at his
throbbing manhood.  He groaned as his cockhead began to emit its slick
juices, squeezed out by the tightly clenched fists, looking down as the
bubbling juices oozed down onto the gripping fingers.  Then his cock was
sliding faster, in and out of the now slick fingers that held him
tightly.  "Oh, baby .................oh, sweetie!  Oh, yeah .............stroke it!" he
moaned loudly.

Reaching down to her hands, Pop removed her now slimy fingers from his
throbbing cock, replacing her hands after he turned to face her.
Putting his hands on her shoulders, she pushed her to her knees, telling
her "Give me a kiss, honey!"  "Pop .........pop ...............I've never ........!" came
the hesitant reply.  Entwining his fingers into her soft silky hair,
pulling her forward, he gasped loudly "Oh, baby!  Oh, sweetie!  Oh, God
................yeahhhhh!"

Flicking out her pointed tongue, Brenda teased the pulsing cockhead of
her fiance's father, enveloping it between her sucking lips.  Feeling
her mouth getting slippery from Pop's leaking juices, she released the
cock from her hands, placing her hands on his hips.  Holding his hips
tightly, she pushed her head forward, feeling the thick fleshy pole
slide to the back of her mouth and begin to enter her throat.

Looking down at the top of his future daughter-in-law's head, Pop
couldn't believe this pretty little thing had never given head before.
The way she was sucking and lapping up his cock, he knew she was just a
natural born cocksucker.  He felt as if he was in heaven with the
pleasure coursing throughout his entire body as his son's bride-to-be
tongued his cock, teasing his leaking pisshole.  "Oh, baby ..............ohhhhh
............don't stop ..............ohhhhh, sweetie ...............eat it .............eat it ................I
...........I'm cummingggggggg!"

Swallowing time and time again, Brenda swirled her slippery tongue over
the pulsating shaft, feeling her future father-in-law's body quiver over
her and hearing him wheeze in exhaustion.  Worrying the now deflating
tube of flesh in her mouth, teasing the still oozing cockhead with her
tongue, Brenda savored his manly taste.  Finally the dwindling cock was
pulled from her lips and she was pulled up by Pop, who then embraced her
for a deep passionate kiss.  She felt so wicked in darting her cum
coated tongue into the man's mouth, letting him know what he tasted
like.

Arms wrapped around Pop's neck, Brenda felt his hand gripping her
asscheeks tightly through her shorts.  Then her feet could no longer
touch the floor as he lifted her up, backing her towards the kitchen
table.  She next found herself sitting on the table and the eager man
was now unbuttoning her pair of white shorts, easing them over her hips
along with her lacy white panties.  Brenda felt the garments slide down
her legs, down to her feet, then she kicked the garments off to land
onto the kitchen floor.

Reaching down, to her amazement, Brenda discovered that Pop was now
re-energized and raring to go.  Wrapping her fist around his growing
cock, she shucked at him till he again was at full staff.  She felt his
hands on her ass pulling her closer to the edge of the table as she
fitted his cockhead to her now gushing cuntlips.  "Ohhhhh ...........yes, Pop
..............ohhhhhhhhhh .................fuck me .......................make me your little whore!"
she moaned as the thick cockhead became a part of her.

Arms encircled around Pop's neck, Brenda then wrapped her legs tightly
around his waist, pulling him deep into her.  Then she was being pushed
up onto the middle of the table and Pop joined her atop of it, his cock
still deeply embedded in her.  It was a wild and pleasure fuck for the
two lovers who were both still clothed from the waist on up.  Only after
a mind-shattering orgasm by Brenda and Pop grunting out his lust did
they take the time to remove the remainder of their clothing before
embarking on another lovemaking session.

Tom arrived home and found Pop getting ready to put the steaks onto the
grill while his lovely fiancee was holding the pan of meat for Pop.
"Hi, I'm back!" he announced, moving up behind Brenda's soft trim body.
As she turned her head towards him, Tom gave her a kiss on her soft
creamy lips, surprised as she naughtily darted her pointed tongue
between his lips.  "Well, Pop, did Brenda give you a helping hand?" he
laughed.  "Oh, she sure did, son!  She sure did!" came the reply.

That evening, after dinner, Pop passed the den where his son and fiancee
were cuddled up watching television.  Then he saw Brenda look up at him
and smiled, asking "Pop, that hot chocolate was so delicious last
night!  Would it be possible for you to show me how its done?"  "Sure,
come into the kitchen and I'll show you my special receipt!" he replied.

Once the kettle was put onto the stove, the two lovers were embraced in
a deep passionate kiss.  When the water was at a boil so was the lust
between the two lovers.  Pop then showed his son's fiancee just how he
had prepared the hot chocolate the night before.  Before stirring the
hot chocolate, Brenda watched as Pop dropped two sleeping pills into
Tom's cup, assuring them that Tom would soon be fast asleep.

Then she watched as Pop opened the small bottle of the Spanish Fly and
poured a capful of the liquid into her cup, telling her "This will make
you even hotter than you are now, sweetie!  You're gonna be climbing the
walls and fucking like a little minx tonight!"  Brenda smiled and
retorted "Pop, you naughty old man!  You'll be sorry!  I'm going to fuck
you crazy till your balls fall off tonight!"  Reaching down, she let her
hand trace over the throb in his pants, telling him "Since we skipped
dessert earlier, I'm in the mood for a little snack!  Just might take a
bite out of this big guy!"

Indeed the pills worked well, as each moment went by, with Tom getting
sleepier while Brenda got hornier.  As Tom saw her to her room before
going to his, Brenda changed out of her blouse and shorts to put on a
see-through negligee without bothering to put on any undergarments.
Dabbing a touch of perfume on, she then went to meet her lover.  Opening
Tom's bedroom door and peering in, she could hear him snoring loudly
already.  Closing the door, Brenda then proceeded down the hall to where
her lover awaited her.

Pop smiled as the lovely beauty entered his bedroom, guessing right that
she would be joining him in his king-sized bed this night.  Having kept
the bedside lamp on, he could see her eyes focused on his hand, the one
that was stroking his hard stiff cock.  He saw her lick her lips as she
eyed his now oozing cock, slowly approaching the foot of the bed.  Pop
watched intently as his son's fiancee then crawled up onto the bed,
moving to where she was now straddling his waist.

Taking a deep breath through her tightly clenched teeth, Brenda replaced
Pop's hand with her own, slowly stroking the pulsating bar of flesh.
Holding the stiff shaft in her hand, she positioned herself directly
above the pointed head, then dropped her body weight onto it.  "Oh,
Goddddddd ...................ohhhhh, Popppppp .................oh, God ..........you're so
biggggggggg!" she groaned loudly.  Lifting her body up a bit, Brenda
then dropped her full weight forcibly down, impaling herself to the hilt
of the lengthy shaft.  "Ahhhhhhhhhh ..............ohhhhhhhhhh, Poppppp!" she
swooned.

In the wee hours of the morning, Pop indeed felt like this beautiful
bitch had fucked him to a point where his balls would fall off.  He was
just amazed at the transformation of this beauty from a na ve innocent
to that of an insatiable little bitch.  He couldn't believe the number
of times they had sucked and fucked each other in the past few hours.
He was totally drained at this point in time, yet the little beauty
continued to suck at his dwindled cock in hopes of reviving it one final
time.

The vacation week had finally come to an end as Tom and Brenda put their
luggage into the car.  Each night of that week, Brenda had asked Pop to
prepare his special brew of chocolate for both Tom and her.  And later
each evening, the two lovers would be embraced in passionate lovemaking
that only a husband and wife should be engaged in.  With the last piece
of luggage placed in the trunk, Brenda ran back to give Pop a hug.

Tom was so happy to see that Pop and his fiancee got along so well
together.  He smiled as he watched Brenda throw her arms around his
father, giving him a big hug.  But he would not have been so happy to
see his lovely fiancee dip her tongue teasingly into Pop's ear,
whispering to him "There's Dad's weekend coming up at my college in a
month!  I want to show you all around campus!"

As she hurried back to the car, Brenda turned and yelled out "Oh, Pop!
I left a surprise for you in the cookie jar!"  In the car, Tom inquired
"What kind of goodies did you get for Pop?"  Brenda replied "Oh, I
remembered you saying earlier how he liked brownies!  While we were out
shopping yesterday, I found a store and got to taste a bit of their
fantastic brownies!"

 From his porch, Pop waved as the young couple made the drive back to
their respective campuses that were about a half-hour apart from one
another.  Tom and Brenda had apparently met at some inter-college
function and hit it off right away.  They apparently had begun dating
right away and would see each other over the weekends.

This was certainly a week that Pop would never forget.  He certainly
planned on visiting Brenda's college on Dad's weekend, knowing that he'd
certainly be exploring more than the campus itself.  Going to the
kitchen, he opened the cookie jar and smiled.  Reaching in, he withdrew
the lacy pick panties that he had stripped off his son's fiancee just
the night before, the one that she had put back on before returning to
the guest room.  Holding it up to his face, he inhaled deeply, taking in
the sweet fragrance that it emitted.

A month later, Brenda chatted on the phone with Tom, telling him "I wish
we could be together this weekend too, honey!  I miss you too but I'm
needed as an escort around campus for Dad's weekend.  My dad came during
my freshman year and the upperclassmen are expected to help out being
tour guides to show the new dads the campus.  Well, time for me to get
properly dressed for tonight!  Bye, honey!"

Hanging up the phone, Brenda then went to the bathroom and began
undressing.  Then she stepped into the shower, wanting to look and feel
fresh as she escorted her first tour that evening.  Dabbing on some
perfume, putting out her lipstick, she then put on a lacy black bra and
matching panties.  Then she put on a beautiful black evening dress and
black pumps, eliminating the nylons to display her trim flawless legs.

Just as she had completed getting dressed for the occasion, the doorbell
rang to her apartment rang.  Opening the door, she smiled and allowed
her visitor to enter, then closed the door.  Putting her arms up to
encircle her male visitor, Brenda pressed herself up against his
muscular body, greeting him "Hi, Pop!  I've missed you so much!  Any
problem finding my apartment?"  Then a passionate kiss commenced and
Brenda felt a shiver of pleasure course through her body at the feel of
Pop's hands caressing her body again.  Feeling Pop's fingers fumbling at
her zipper, she broke the kiss and pushed away, scolding "Uh-uh, you
have to behave yourself, Pop!  Otherwise, we'll never leave the
apartment!"

Hand in hand, Brenda led Pop on a quick tour of part of the campus,
waving at friends and introducing him to several of her professors as
her 'Pop'.  But Pop was not interested in looking at he college campus,
his eyes only focused on the lovely beauty next to him as they continued
holding hands like two college sweethearts.

At an elegant restaurant off campus, the two lovers sat cozily next to
each other in the corner booth that was dimly lit.  Like two people in
love, they kissed and smooched while awaiting the arrival of the meals
ordered.  With his left arm around the sexy young beauty, Pop slipped
his hand under arm to cup a soft perfect breast, fingers caressing her
stiffening nipple through her clothing.  Brenda was not sitting next to
this handsome older man inactive either, her right hand was busy under
the table, fingers tracing the throbbing length through the fabric of
Pop's trousers.

Once back in the privacy of the apartment, the couple embraced for a
deep passionate kiss.  This time, Brenda made no attempt to stop her
companion from drawing down the long zipper on the back of her dress.  A
moment later, Brenda felt the strong male hands pushing the shoulders of
her dress off her arms, then felt the dress puddle and fall at her
heels.  "Ooooohhhhh ...............Pop!" she moaned, feeling Pop's fingers
expertly undoing the clasp of her lacy black bra.  The bra straps were
being drawn down her arms and the lacy garment joined her dress on the
floor.

"Oh, Pop .................ahhhhhhhh!  Oh, Pop ..............yessssssss .............suck it
.................suck it!" Brenda swooned as her fianc 's father suckled and
tongued her sensitive pin nipples till they were hard as flints.  Her
hands were clasping Pop at the back of his head, not wanting him to stop
sucking her as she rubbed her breasts into his face.

Pop felt the succulent nipples harden in his mouth, one by one, then
rubbed his face into her soft ample breasts.  As he did this, his hands
were busy at work, his thumbs were inserted into the waistband of the
lacy black panties.  Slowly, Pop eased the lacy garment down over her
trim waist, letting it also fall to the floor.  Leaving her breast, his
tongue slowly teased a trail downward to tongue and tease her navel.
Then he moved down even further, his tongue darting and licking in
earnest through her soft golden curls.  Reaching his goal, her felt the
hands at the back of his head being pulled tightly to the beauty's body,
then heard "Ohhhhhh, Pop .................Pop ...................oh, God!  Ohhhhhh ............yesssss
.............eat me, Pop ...................eat me!  Ahhhhhhh ..............ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Standing up, Pop lifted the shuddering and now limp beauty in his arms,
carrying and placing her atop of her bed.  Staring at the sexy beauty,
licking his lips, Pop then began to undress.  He saw his son's future
wife watching him as he got undressed.  Having fully undressed, he
looked at the lovely beauty once again, his hand clasping his throbbing
hardon and shucked it a couple of times.  Then as he stepped towards the
bed, he saw the sexy beauty raise her long trim legs up and spread them
wide to welcome him between them.  She looked so damned sexy, clad only
in her black heels with her lacy black panties dangling from her left
heel.

Early the next morning, Brenda slipped out of bed and put on a pot of
coffee.  Seeing that Pop was still asleep, she slowly crawled up onto
the bed and slipped her hand under the sheet.  She heard him stir once
her fingers made contact with his manhood.  Slowly and gently, Brenda
stroked the now expanding cock, feeling it grow in length and
thickness.  Seeing that Pop was now awake and smiling at her, she gave
him a wide grin in return, then straddled his waist, grinding up against
his ever-growing manhood.

She had just slipped her hand into his jockeys to hold Pop's hot meat
when the sudden shrill ring of the telephone had both of them freezing
still for a moment.  Brenda looked over at the caller I.D. and saw who
was calling.  Reaching over with her free hand, she picked up the
receiver, answering "Hi, Tom!  How are you honey!"  After a brief pause
while listening to Tom, Brenda responded "Oh, yes, it was quite a busy
night!  Would you believe that a naughty old dad I was escorting made a
play for me?  Gosh, the old fella really thought I was easy and that I'd
go out with him!" she laughed.

"Yeah, right, Tom!" she laughed aloud teasingly.  "Why, sure, I love
older men!  I even took that old fella home with me and we made
passionate love all night long!" she continued teasing.  "Breakfast?
Got some coffee brewing and heating up my favorite breakfast sausage to
munch on!  Once I'm done with breakfast, I'm off to do another campus
escort!" she answered.

The conversation continued for a few more minutes, then Brenda advised
"Tom, I've got to run now!  The coffee's done and my breakfast sausage
is all heated up and ready to pop.  Don't want it to lose all its juice
and flavor!  Okay, talk to you later!  Bye, honey!"  Hanging up the
phone, Brenda quickly leaned over and opened her lips to encompass the
top of her breakfast sausage.  Just in time for indeed her assessment on
her breakfast sausage was quite accurate, popping its juices out as soon
as her lips closed upon it.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh ........................baby ..............ahhhhhhhhhhhh ..............eat it .................eat
it all!" Pop groaned as his body shuddered and offered up all his thick
juices into the hungrily sucking mouth.  Wrapping his fingers in her
long silky blonde hair, Pop fucked into her beautiful face, giving her
all the breakfast sausage that she wanted.  It had been such a wicked
and wild situation with his son on the phone talking to his fiancee, all
the while his lovely bride-to-be was stroking his throbbing cock.  And
now his son's fiancee was giving him the best blowjob ever.

Early Monday morning, the two lovers embraced for their goodbye kiss.
There had been no campus tours on Sunday, the two lovers wanting to
spend the entire day in bed, sucking and fucking to their hearts
content.  "Ohhh, sweetie!  I wish I didn't have to go!" Pop cooed.  But
the soft petite hands were on his chest, pushing him away and towards
the door.

"Uh-uh, Pop!  I've got to start preparing for my finals if I want to
graduate!  With you here, I won't be able to even open up a book, like
this past weekend for example!  I can't concentrate with you literally
on my ass, which by the way hurts like hell right at this moment!"
Brenda replied, giving Pop a feigning grimace of pain.  "I can't even
take a step without it hurting, not after the way you reamed me out last
night!"   Picking up her books, she exited the apartment as Pop held the
door open for her.  Leaning up, Brenda gave her lover a kiss on the
cheek and whispered "Will you be coming down for my graduation, Pop?  Do
you know what I'd like for a graduation present?"  With that, she let
her fingertips trace the length in Pop's pants.

With both Tom and Brenda having graduated from their respective colleges
in late May, they were about to embark on their married life together
with the planned wedding on the first Saturday of June.  It was a
perfect sunny day for the wedding and all the plans went off without a
hitch.  At the reception, shortly after the dancing commenced, Brenda
went up to Pop and pulled him to the dance floor.

As the band played a slow dance, Brenda told him "This is my favorite
song, Pop!  I asked the band to play this song now cause I wanted to be
with you when dancing to it!"  Brenda had led Pop to the far corner of
dance floor where it was dimly lit.  With Pop's face and body blocking
the view of other's, Brenda's tongue teased his ear, whispering "I love
you, Pop!  I've got some news for you, Pop!"

Pop held the beautiful bride in his arms, wishing that he was really the
groom on this special occasion.  He listened as his daughter-in-law
continued on "You not only became a father-in-law today but you're also
going to be a father again!  I found out yesterday that I'm already five
weeks along!  I'll always remember Dad's Weekend on campus, the weekend
that you knocked me up, Pop!  Guess I'll have to convince Tom, when the
baby's born, that it's a month premature!"

Soon the dance came to an end and the two lovers were forced to part.
As the beautiful bride and her father-in-law stepped off the dance
floor, the audience thought it so touching as they watched the bride
turn back to her father-in-law, giving him a hug and a kiss on the
cheek.  But they would have been shocked if they could have heard the
bride whispering to her father-in-law "Pop, you need to have a drink
with Tom now so he'll be plastered by the end of the night!  After all,
he's expecting to claim a virgin bride when he takes me up to the
honeymoon suite!"

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