My son had just been deployed overseas for a few weeks and his bride of only 7 months was left alone, at home, to fend for herself. Being widowed and living nearby, I felt obligated to check in on her, from time to time.
I knocked on the front door of their trailer, located at the back of the trailer park and got no response. Going around back I knocked on the back door again with no answer. Their car was still in the carport and I became a little concerned and checked the door knob on the back door, it was unlocked.
I looked in and called out “Lisa” as I entered the trailer. The first thing that I noticed was that the place was a mess…..a big mess….clothes thrown, helter skelter and the sink and counter cabinets, along with the kitchen table full of dirty dishes. Calling out for my daughter-in-law again, I entered the bedroom.
Lying in the middle of the bed, wrapped in a bed sheet was my 20-year-old daughter-in-law, naked. I slowly approached the bed, staring at her, trying to see any indications of her breathing….none. I looked at her neck and noticed her heartbeat in the side of her throat and let out a sigh of relief. Looking around the room I saw about 10-12 empty bottles of different whiskeys, all empty. On the night stand I saw several prescription bottles and that is when I really freaked.
I immediately sat down on the bed and began shaking Lisa, trying to awaken her. I started using my knuckles between her breast to stimulate her awake. With a slow drawn out moan, Lisa started coming awake.
“What….What’s going…..huh? What the fuck….”
I started calling her name, while trying to get her to a sitting position, stimulating her breast bone and yelling her name.
“Lisa. Lisa. Wake up.”
Finally the lights went on in Lisa’s drunk and drugged mind and she snapped out of her stupor.
“Mr. Davis? What’s going on?”
I explained to her while I continued to rub her back and shake her.
“I came by to check on you and no one answered the door. The back door was unlocked and I found you passed out in the bed. I couldn’t tell if you were breathing or not. You scared the SHIT out of me.”
“I couldn’t sleep….drank a little…..then took some sleeping pills…what time is it?”
“It’s 2:30 in the afternoon.”
With a startled look on her face, she looked around, as if to figure out where she was at.
It was at that time that we both realized that the sheet, which was wrapped around her 20-year-old naked body, was now puddled up at the foot of the bed. And Lisa’s hot little, still warm from sleep, body was completely exposed and I was still holding it.
“I’ll make us some coffee.”
I managed to stammer as I left the bed and headed out of the bedroom.
“I’ll get some clothes on.”
Lisa giggled out, in her schoolgirl voice.
Even though she had recently turned 20, she looked no older than 14, 15 tops and her body was perfect on her 5 foot frame. Small grapefruit size breast with tiny nipples going down to an extremely tight mid section, which lead to her slightly flared hips and tight butt, followed by some fairly developed legs. Steven, my son, said that she had taken classical dance, while in school….and it showed. I knew all of this while they visited, over the months, since there marriage. Lisa always showed her bare midriff and those “skin tight, low hip hugger” jeans, left nothing to the imagination. I do not remember her ever wearing a bra. I may be 50, but I am not dead. Now that I had actually seen everything, including her neatly trimmed pussy and her flawless skin, it was impossible to get the image out of my mind.
I stumbled around the “trashed” kitchen finally finding and starting some coffee. I started to unload the dishwasher, to make room for some more as Lisa entered the kitchen.
“Shit. Fuck, what a mess. I’m so sorry you saw this….here, let me get that.”
Lisa said as she reached over and took a glass out of my hand. I backed away and realized that she was, for the first time today, blushing, with embarrassment.
“Just trying to help. Don’t worry about it.”
I managed to mumble as I back away. Then it started.
As if she was on speed, Lisa started throwing dishes in the dishwasher, running around
the trailer; grabbing clothes in her arms and tossing them in the laundry room, as I sat at the dinning room table and just watched her.
And watch her I did. She had gotten dressed alright. An oversized T-shirt, probably my son’s and I think panties. I did notice a slight panty line around the middle, but none on her butt. And those bouncing perky tits…free in the breeze…covered only by the T-shirt.
“It’s been hard, being her all alone, over the last 2 months….no real reason to pick-up….just watch TV, eat and sleep. That’s even gotten old. Not able to sleep, so I drank all of the whiskey and beer and started taking sleeping pills and stuff….”
Lisa rambled out as she picked up the last of the trash on the floor and put it in the overflowing trash can.
As she got near, I reached out and grabbed her, around the waist, and pulled her to me.
Even though I was sitting, we were almost eye to eye and said….
“Lisa. Lisa. Stop it. Just STOP, for a minute. I have been alone for the last 3 years; since Kathy died…I know what it feels like…But Steven WILL be back, in a few months. Just calm down……OK?”
As Lisa looked down into my face, I watched as her eyes started to fill with tears and understood what she was feeling. TRAPPED. She broke down and collapsed into my lap and arms, sobbing onto my shoulder. I gently held her, rubbing her back and short blonde hair, trying to console her.
After about 5 minutes, the crying started to subside to soft wimpers and I took her head and looking into her puffy eyes said,
“Lisa, I am here. You should have called me. You are family. That’s what family is for.”
Lisa slowly nodded and slowly smiled and we just stared at each other for about 20 seconds or so. Her perky nose was still running and her beautiful full lips were still quivering and my dick was starting to rise, on it’s on.
“Coffee ready?”
Lisa managed a smile and got off my lap, just in time, and went to the sink to rinse off her face and poured us a cup of coffee.
When she returned, Lisa sat across from me and we talked for almost 5 hours. About nothing really, just talked. I listened, the majority of the time and realized that she just needed someone to talk too.
Finally, after the conversation slowed down, I realized that I was getting hungry and suggested that we go out and get something to eat, my treat.
With a school girl squeal, Lisa told me that it was a date and ran back to her bedroom. She was back out in about 3 minutes, looking great.
“An early dinner and a movie?”
I suggested.
She just grinned from ear to ear and went to the back door and made sure it was locked.
I stood by the front door and waited for her and after she locked the front door she reached out and grabbed my arm and clung to it…..Again, NO BRA.
We ate at a buffett, thank God, I didn’t know anyone could eat that much. And her speed talking came back…I just smiled and listened. After we ate we went to a movie and she wanted popcorn and a soda, where was she putting it? She took my arm and placed it around her shoulders, as we watched the movie…and I just held her shoulder…it felt right, she said.
“Do you want to go get a drink?”
Lisa suggested as we were leaving the movie theater.
“You’re not old enough…”
I managed to stumble out in response.
“I got it covered….”
Lisa replied with a twinkle in her eye.
Lisa gave me directions to this little club, on the outskirts of town. “Berry’s Dance Club” was on the sign; there were a few cars in the gravel lot, but otherwise pretty quite.
“Lisa, are you sure, about this place?”
I said as she started to open the door.
“Don’t worry Dad, I use to work here.”
Lisa said, mater of factly, as she opened the door and got out.
What the hell.. I thought….Clasical Dance Training my ass.
When we approached the door, this 8 foot bouncer’s face turned to that of a 3-year-old and he squealed out Lisa’s name and picked her up in his arms. I was afraid he would crush her…but she just giggled. She introduced me as her “Dad” and we went in. For the next 10 minutes of so, all of the bartenders and dancers came over and squealed at each other and “speed talked” about what had happened in the last 6 months and I was again introduced as “Dad”. Free drinks were given to us, I was identified as the “Designated Driver” and green band was put on my arm, so I got no alcohol. Lisa on the other hand was getting some pretty strong drinks…I could smell them.
We had been there about half an hour, a small crowd had came in after us, when the lights went down and the music came on. The stage lit up and a young girl, of medium attraction started her dance routine….pole and all. I watched the show, mostly, as a bevy of young, somewhat attractive girls came to the table and visited with Lisa. More drinks for Lisa and more diet coke for me. After a couple of hours, I had seen most of the girls dance and was trying to keep an eye on Lisa, as, even over the loud music, I could tell her speech was starting to slur.
“Be right back.”
Lisa yelled in my ear as she and a couple of girls laughed and went back to the back of the club.
A few minutes later, the DJ announced;
“Ladies and Gentlemen, for you viewing pleasure, back by popular demand, after a 8-month absence…please put your hands together for Debbie..”
And the crowd erupted in applause as I looked up at the spot light on stage stood my Daughter-in-law….Debbie must have been her stage name. And the music started…
And my mouth fell opened. God she was hot.. Wearing only a skimpy short, “School Girl” type outfit, Lisa, I mean Debbie started moving around on the stage in a completely erotic manner. Only a dead man or a queer, and I am not sure about the queer, would not have gotten “Turned on”. 5 and 10 dollar bills started hitting the stage as “Debbie” started to show more and more of her athelitic abilities…The crowd loved her. As her top finally came off and she sqeezed her little tits together and slowly licked the nipples the crowd, as a whole, let out a soft moan…One of the 3 girls sitting at my table, grabbed my arm into her fake tits and said…
“My God, she is HOT.”
She then took my hand and placed it in between her legs, under the table and started humping it….. DAMN.
The music suddenly ended and as I watched “Debbie” and some of her “friends” pick up the huge wads of money, which had been thrown on the stage, I thought….
“No wonder Steven fell for her…”
Within a few minutes, “Debbie” was sitting at the table, with a wet wash cloth, wiping the sweat from her face, chest and legs and looked over at me and smiled the biggest smile I have ever seen. She then mouthed the words “Thank you”. I could only smile back.
One of the “bosses” came over and said something to “Debbie” and she shook her head “no” and he held out his hand, showing “5” fingers. “Debbie” looked over at me with a worried look and stood up and walked over and placed her head next to mine.
“Some guys are willing to pay $500.00 for a lap dance. I promise that I will not let them touch me, in any sexual places…is it OK with you…..Dad?”
I thought for a second then turned her head so that she could hear me…
“Lisa, it’s your call…this is YOUR world, not mine.”
I gave her my best “fatherly concerned” look and she smiled, at me and kissed me on the cheek. With that said, she was gone….
Over the next half hour or so I watched some amazingly talented young ladies do things with their bodies that I didn’t remember them being able to do. While sitting at the table I had a constant supply of nice young, some real and some fake, tits thrust into the back of my head and shoulders. A constant supply of offers for “Free” lap dances and at least 2 girls were always sitting extremely close to me, like they were protecting me? They rotated out, so that different ones were always available. I think that, by the way they were all rubbing my inner thighs that they were trying to keep me occupied so that I would not worry about “Debbie”.
As quick as she had disappeared, “Debbie” suddenly reappeared, looking no worse for wear, a little flushed maybe, but OK, thank God. She leaned over my back, planting her tits into my shoulders and loudly whispered;
“Thanks Dad. That was fun…I was good…but I so wanted to be bad. Am I a bad girl, Daddy?”
She then took my whole ear into her mouth and tongued my ear. I almost came in my pants. She then planted a big sloppy kiss on my cheek and neck.
All of this sexual tension was killing my old prostate.
“Debbie”, Lisa, suddenly pushed one of the girls sitting next to me, out of the way and grabbing my hand she pulled me up to follow her. She was pretty strong handed about it, a side of her I had never seen, but liked…
As we walked through a back door I heard her say something to some very large guy, standing in the shadows…it was english, but some sort of “bar code” for something….I didn’t have a clue what she meant.
“Debbie”, Lisa, suddenly opened a door and we were in a nice “fake” living room. Complete with a small sofa, an overstuffed recliner, and end tables with real flowers in vases.
“Dad, this is where we do private lap dances. Just sit back and relax and let me show you what I did earlier, for those other guys.”
Pushing me back into the overstuffed recliner, “Debbie”, Lisa, sauntered over to the light switch and slowly dimmed the lights. She looked directly into my eyes and they were smoking hot. Pure LUST sparkled from her face, like lightning bolts. I was scared.
Without music, “Debbie”, Lisa, started her show…slowly, teasingly showing more and more of her hot tight body. As she removed her blouse, she reached out and started to peel something from her nipples…I soon realized that it was clear tape…she walked over and through the tape into a trash can and began to rub her hardening nipples.
“That’s the reason for the tape…keeps the nips from getting hard…but I like them hard, don’t you Daddy?”
I could only gulp.
As she began to undulate her now glistening body around in front of me, I could not help but wonder, who was doing this; “Debbie” or “Lisa”. The thought did not stay in my brain very long as I suddenly detected the smell of “pussy” hit my nostrils. It’s been a few years, but once you have smelled it, YOU DO NOT FORGET IT. Heavenly.
The closer, “Debbie” or “Lisa” got the stronger it got…DAMN…she was HOT.
As she slowly peeled away her “school girl” plaid skirt, she immediately ran her hand down to the front of her pussy and started to rub it, furiously. She fell back onto the small sofa and spreading her legs, for me, her white stocking feet pointed into the air, she began to hump up towards her hand.
“Daddy….I’m so horny…this feels soooo good….I am soooo wet...Am I a bad girl, Daddy? Am I bad Girl?”
I was dazed, confused and about to cum in my pants…was this part of the act…was she being real….did this turn her on….??? I didn’t know what to say or do so like an idiot; I just sat there, drooling.
Slowly she stood, on now shaking legs and started removing her now wet panties. Once she had them off, “Debbie” or “Lisa” dropped to her knees and holding her panties in her mouth began to slowly crawl across the floor to me, the pure lust in her eyes stronger than ever. Her pouty lips and breast looked swollen with her areoles swollen and her raisin sized nipples standing proudly on them.
Reaching my feet, “Debbie” or “Lisa” began to climb up my legs, rubbing up on me, like a cat in heat, moaning softly, almost purring. Reaching out she grabbed the release on the recliner and we both fell back and suddenly we were face to face, her eyes blazing pure sex. She dropped her panties, from her mouth, onto my face and began to lick them.
“Daddy…I can taste my wet pussy on my panties….Am I bad girl? Can you smell my little, hot, wet pussy, Daddy? I’m soooo wet, down there, Daddy. Am I a bad girl, Daddy? I would not let them other guys touch me, but God I want you to touch me, please.”
I slowly reached up and removed the white panties from my face and just stared into her beautiful, lust filled face….after several seconds I finally was able to speak…
“Baby, who is on my lap? Is it Debbie or Lisa?”
A strange look came over her face followed quickly by an evil smile….
“Debbie is a young school girl that wants her Daddy to spank her then fuck the hell out of her. Lisa is a young woman who needs a man very badly. Both are very horny and want your big hard dick shoved into their little hot pussies. So, Daddy, it’s your call…”
A few second delay while I decided which one it was as I placed my hands under her arms and lifted her up so that her tits were in my face. As I moved my hands to her back I pushed my face onto one of her tits and bit down, gently, followed by a slow deep suck.
“Yesssssssss.”
Came from somewhere deep inside of “Debbie and Lisa” and was repeated as I switched to her other tit. I continued to lift her now flushed body upwards so that I was soon kissing her tight, quivering belly…more moans as she put her feet on either side of me and standing up on the recliner she placed her steamy hot, tight dripping pussy directly onto my face, with a groan.
I dove into her pussy, like a starving man eating for the first time in a month. I licked, sucked, chewed her pussy, like there was no tomorrow. “Debbie and Lisa” held my head in place and literally fucked my face for at least 5 minutes.
Grabbing her hips, I rolled her over and began trying to remove my clothes, with her help; we managed to get me mostly undressed in an amazing short time. I managed to stand and dropped my pants and shorts to the floor. Staring down at this beautiful lust filled creature, I was about to explode. I somehow managed to kick off my shoes and pants, without falling down and reached down and grabbed “Debbie Lisa” and picked her up in my arms. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and moaned into my ear…
“Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me.”
I somehow was able to stumble over to the sofa and as we fell onto it my throbbing cock entered this beautiful little girl with force. Biting down on my shoulder, I felt “Debbie Lisa” cry out as I tried to pull out. Though she was extremely wet, she was soooo tight. I pulled back slightly and lunged forward again, sinking another inch into her velvet hole.
Her teeth were hurting my shoulder as I back up a little and sunk another inch in.
“Give me a second, Daddy…”
“Debbie Lisa” pleaded up to me.
I suddenly became aware of what was happening and eased up, adjusted my angle and held still….
“You’re so much bigger…..longer and thicker….just give me a minute….but don’t stop…”
Within a few seconds, I felt my head being pulled down to meet hers as we locked tongues, teeth, lips and spit…I felt her hips begin to move up to meet mine and I drove mine home. I looked down and had about 2-3 inches of my cock still outside of that lovely pussy as I felt myself began to bump against her cervix.
“Soooo full….Oh fuck. Soooo gooooood.”
“Debbie Lisa” managed to moan out between our teeth banging.
I began to plow into my Daughter-in-law with earnest, banging her cervix with every thrust. “Debbie Lisa” fucking back with passion matching me thrust for thrust.
“Oh God….Oh God….Oh God…OH GODDDDD.”
I suddenly felt something grab my cock, in a death-grip, pulsating, grasping the length of my cock. I looked up to look into “Debbie Lisa’s” face just as her eyes rolled up into there sockets and her whole upper body flushed red with the release or her orgasm.
Since I was unable to move my dick inside of this squeezing vise, I watched her exquisite face as she fell through the depths of her orgasm.
Satisfied that she had reached her peak I attempted to resume my fucking… a soft moan escaped her lips and her eyes slowly fluttered open….
“My God….I never knew it could be like that…Ow.”
“Just relax, Baby.”
Slowly I felt some slight release of my still buried cock and slowly started to fuck again. After 4 or 5 strokes it started again…
“Oh….Oh God….OH GOD...”
And the convulsions started around my cock again. Looking down I watched as “Debbie Lisa” struggled to keep her eyes opened, but they were still unfocused. The redness returned to her face, neck and chest as she reached another orgasm.
My passion, though not satisfied, was somewhat put back as I watched this beautiful young hot woman have her orgasm. We repeated this process about 5 times over the next 10-15 minutes…Her relaxing, me stroking about 4-5 times and her orgasming again and again.
“Debbie Lisa” finally looked up at me and with pleading in her voice said…
“Please stop moving…I can’t stop cumming. Oh God, please stop.”
I slowly removed my still throbbing cock form her hot pussy, with some sadness. As I did I stood and returned to the recliner and sat it back up, sitting on the edge stroking my throbbing cock, watching “Debbie Lisa” recover.
Slowly “Debbie Lisa” sat up and rubbing her pussy said,
“Daddy punished his baby girl so gooooood.”
As she got up off the sofa she again dropped to her knees with a grimace on her face, from her sore pussy and began the seductive crawl toward me. I continued to slowly stroke my pussy juiced covered cock as I watched her crawl towards me. She finally reached me, sitting there, with my legs spread wide and said as she slowly reached out with her hands and grabbed my cock.
“its soooo big….soooo thick…..soooo good….”
As I watched her wrap both hands around and start to jack me off, “Debbie Lisa” looked up at me and said,
“Does Daddy want Debbie or Lisa to suck his big cock?”
As I pondered the question, she began to lick my cock, while continue jacking it with both hands. Kissing the tip and running her tongue around the huge purple head. Opening her mouth and biting gently at the sides, blowing on it with her hot breath.
“Lisa”
I finally managed to moan out.
“OK Daddy. Lisa loves to swallow cum, too.”
With that statement, Lisa dropped her mouth, somehow around my cock and began to suck like there was only nothing else in the world that mattered. She continued to suck, jack and mouth my balls as if starving for my cum. BUT, when she dropped down and started licking my asshole is when the world stopped, for me. I had never felt anything like it, before in my life. Her cute little, hot, tongue reaming my asshole brought shivers to my prostate, my whole being, and my very soul. I reached down and grabbed her head, quickly bringing it up to my cock. She knew what was about to happen as she immediately wrapped her lips around the head of my now pulsating cock. Looking directly into my eyes, that evil look came upon her as I suddenly felt her finger enter my asshole.
“Oh my GOD.”
I exploded, is an understatement. My prostate went into ONE CONTINIOUS SPASM. I have never felt anything like it, before. Her angelic face with my cock buried in it was beyond belief as she quickly started swallowing to keep up with the massive amount of man-juice I produced, that evening.
As my quivering slowly subsided and my sight returned, I again was able to look at that beautiful face, locked onto my now softening cock. With a smile, Lisa, slowly let go of my cock and opened her mouth to show me my cum, that was still in her mouth. Again with a smile she slowly closed her mouth and swallowed and again opened her mouth to prove to me that she had indeed swallowed all of it.
“What now?”
Was all I could think to say, to this lovely creature, still on her knees before me?
“How about taking me home and fucking some more? But we will have to stop somewhere and get some lube…that monster of yours needs some lube before it rips my little pussy apart.”
Lisa slowly stood and began finding her “costume” as I began to find my clothes throughout the room.
“God. Daddy, I have never been fucked so good and completely as you fucked me tonight. I know that I will want it all the time…..Debbie and Lisa really enjoyed it.”
“You know that this changes things between us, Lisa? You are my Daughter-in-law.”
“Dad, this was my life before I met Steven. He took me away from this, even though I enjoyed it. But I also enjoy sex, I am 20 years old, I have needs you know….and those plastic, rubber things just don’t cut it. Not like the real thing. So if I really need to fuck and my Father in Law really needs to fuck and he is really great at it…why give it to a stranger? Keep it in the family, you know? By the way, why didn’t Steven get a monster like yours?”
“I can’t answer that last question, Lisa. But I will tell you some things are going to change. First, you are moving out of that cramped trailer and into my house…I have plenty of room. Second, only when you want it, will we have sex. Third, can you bring that Debbie costume with you?”
Over the next week, in between fuck and sucking, we managed to move all of “Debbie Lisa” stuff into one of my spare bedrooms, at my house. Steven was happy about the arrangement, though letters, as he didn’t have to worry about her any more. What will happen when he gets home…we will worry about that next month?
I just heard Debbie say that “School Sucks” and she isn’t going to do her homework anymore.
Such a bad girl.