I moved abroad 7 years ago for my higher education and I met this amazing guy at the university. We started dating after few weeks, graduated together and eventually married him 3 years ago. Unfortunately he met with a fatal accident during pre covid days last year, when I was 4 months pregnant. We were living in our own, and my mother in law didn’t want to let me live alone and invited me to move in with them. I politely declined initially, but she kept on telling me that it would be difficult to live alone during the oncoming Covid crisis while being pregnant so I agreed after realizing I don’t know much people except my in laws. They own a nicely built house in the countryside, and they welcomed me warmly, and I felt at home. I had my delivery, and both of his parents were super helpful to raise my baby.
Things got changed after my mother in law died due to covid complications last December. After her funeral, my father in law asked if I was planning to go back, but my country had a limited intake and there was a long queue, so I chose to stay. Slowly I began getting attracted to him. He was still fit and funny, cooked for me and took great care of me. I knew it was wrong, but I was really horny and far from a city.
Two weeks ago, I finished preparing dinner one night and joined him who was laying in the couch, watching TV. He offered me a beer, and we started discussing about our partners. I could sense him checking me out time to time. I enjoyed his attention. He got bit emotional when talking about his wife, so I leaned towards him and gave him a hug. I couldn’t resist when his big and strong hands wrapped around me. It seemed like a long hug and neither of us wanted to let go. We started kissing. It felt Like I could spend forever in that moment where our lips and tongues were hungrily lapping at each other.
He carried me on his hands like a feather and took me to his bedroom and dropped me on to his king size bed. I asked if he’s got any condoms and he prepared to go out to buy few, but I told him it’s okay as I didn’t want to ruin the mood. We got undressed quickly. I was mentally preparing myself to give him the best ever blowjob, but he was already positioning his hips between my thigh, and slowly inserted, making me burn with a newly lit passion. His thrusts developed into rhythmic movement, and soon I was having my first orgasm with him. The waves of orgasm left me eventually but he kept on thrusting. The only noise in the house was his balls slapping against my wetness, followed by a groaning while pushing out sprouts of cum inside me. After that, he spooned me from behind, and I snugged to his arms while his cum was dripping down making the bed wet, and fell asleep together .
I woke up next morning while he was still asleep, cleaned up myself, fed the baby and then I drove to the nearest pharmacy to buy a plan B and a box of condoms for future use. We had a long discussion about what happened on previous night, and eventually decided that we’ll maintain our ‘in-laws’ relationship in the public, limiting the intimacy only to our home. I’d never really though about sleeping with an older guy until that night. We fucked regularly after that and seriously it got better and better. He knew exactly what he was doing and what to say, and there was no shyness just pure enjoyment and fucking amazing sex. I also love being dominated and the age difference helped with that. He was (obviously) much more experienced than any lover I’d had before. He was confident enough to talk dirty to me, we explored kink I hadn’t tried before, and he made my first anal experience very pleasurable.
The biggest difference for me was how much he wants me, craves me, and seems addicted to me. I feel like his personal heroin. His only drawback is his bad condom etiquette.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nsr38p/fm_i_30f_slept_with_my_father_in_law_62m_and_now
Sorry about your loss but this is super hot
Sorry for your loss. Seems really tough for yous both.