Daughter-In-Law's Special Lotion

Deer season. It had been a long time since I'd slept in during deer season. Not that I wanted to, but a broken foot was giving me a forced holiday. My son and daughter-in-law had come down, my son to take my wife out hunting and my daughter-in-law to keep me company. Not that I needed anyone to keep me company, but the doc had insisted I stay off of it for two weeks and everyone that knew me knew how impossible that was. So, Kaley came to ensure I didn't do anything stupid while my wife was out hunting.

Kaley was a very good looking thirty-five year old with some unusual ideas about life. Take her pregnancy for instance. She'd eat you out of house and home, sugary snacks, chips, crackers etc., but only if they didn't contain a particular preservative. Lunch meat had to be fresh cut or if it was packaged, it had to be microwaved to kill some bacteria that was rumored to be in some of it. In many ways she was a study in contradictions. But I cared for her like my own daughter nonetheless.

"Hey dad? Would you put my lotion on me?" Kaley asked as she walked into the family room where I was laying on the sofa, watching an old western, my foot elevated like a good boy. I twisted around enough to see her walking in the doorway from the hall, wrapped in a bath towel. The towel was barely long enough to cover her from just above the nipples of her modestly large breasts to the juncture of her legs. As she walked toward me, I could swear that her pussy was peeking at me with each step.

"Um. If you want," I agreed a little nervously, trying to will my cock to not get hard, even though I could feel it already was. "Don't you think you should put something more on though?"

"Dad! That would make it hard to put lotion on wouldn't it?" she asked as she stepped over next to the sofa. "Besides, in a few months I'll be sitting in the birthing center, butt naked, with a bunch of people I don't even know, staring at me with my legs spread. I'm trying to get over being bashful about being naked." She continued as she pulled the towel off and dropped it on the floor, leaving her as naked as she'd just described. "Our birth coach said being naked in front of a family member that would make you nervous was a good way to get over it."

"Um. Yeah. Okay," I answered as she swung one leg over me, pressing her knee down between my side and the back of the sofa. Her pussy was fat and round with quite a bit of inner labia protruding, glistening in the morning sun shining through the bay window.

She settled herself on my lap, facing me, as I lay on the sofa. She held out a jar of some kind of clearly homemade cream. "Might as well start with my boobs," she said with a girlish giggle.

"Start with your boobs?" I asked in surprise.

"Sure. This is supposed to help prevent stretch marks," she said, reaching to take the lid off the jar. She leaned over, pressing her nipples against my chest as she set the lid on the floor by the sofa. She sat back up and looked down at me. "Really dad? You're gonna be bashful? Mom said you were a tit man. I didn't think you'd pause half a second if I asked you to do this."

"My wife told you I was a tit man?" I asked incredulously.

"No silly. My mom. She said you couldn't keep your eyes off her tits the whole night at the reception. She said if she'd have known she'd have worn something that would have let you see a lot more."

"More?" I asked, thinking back to the amount of cleavage her mother's dress had shown at the wedding reception. It had been several years, but I wasn't about to forget how sexy she'd looked that night.

"Uh huh. You know. Nipples!" she whispered conspiratorially before giving me another of those girlish giggles. "She also said you were hot in that suit and if she could have spirited you away for a little while, she'd have let you find out just exactly what kind of panties she was wearing, or maybe not wearing."

"Oh damn." I groaned at the thought of her mom being naked under that dress. It was a cinch she was braless, but I hadn't expected her to be pantyless too.

"Now? You going to put some of this on my tits?" she asked, pulling my free hand up to her left breast. "I used to be a thirty-two C. Now I can barely fit in a D and mom says once my milk comes in, they'll get at least one cup size bigger. That's why the special cream. Keep the stretch marks to a minimum."

"I guess that makes sense," I agreed, moving my hand from her breast to get a dollop of cream from the jar.

"You can use both hands," she said, taking the jar back from me. I tentatively started rubbing the cream into her breasts, my palms rubbing over her large darkened areola and her clearly hardening nipples. I spent long minutes stroking her tits and rubbing the lotion in, working my hands over and around her large soft breasts, her body clearly responding to my touch. "Mmmmmm. You have nice hands. Just keep doing that. It's getting me so turned on!"

"Oh. Shit. I'm sorry!" I answered in shock, pulling my hands away from her boobs.

She looked down at me, startled by my reaction.

"Sorry about what?"

"Well. Getting you...you know."

"Turned on? Why are you sorry about that?"

"Well. I was putting lotion on you. Not trying to be sexual."

She looked at me with a frown. "How are you going to make me climax if I don't get turned on?"

"Make you climax? Why would you want me to do that?"

"Didn't you help Amanda do that when she was pregnant with Mike?"

"Well we had sex some, yeah. But that isn't this!"

"But that's what our birth coach wants us to do. I'm supposed to have an orgasm at least four times a day. The harder the better. It's to strengthen my vaginal muscles. Didn't you have to do that?"

"Um. In our day she had exercises for that."

"Oh. Yeah. I heard about those. Kegels or something like that. Our birth coach says that's old tech. Orgasms work the whole muscle set. The more you can do in a day the better."

"Good lord," I whispered.

"You're not going to make me go use my vibrator, are you?"

"You're serious? You want me to make you orgasm? Why not just wait for Mike to come in?"

"Oh I'll get another one or two when he gets back in. But I'm trying for at least eight a day, and that can get hard without varying stimulus."

"You're serious? If I don't give you an orgasm you're gonna go in the bedroom and use a vibrator?"

"Actually I'll probably sit right over there and do it. Mom says teasing a guy can be a real turn on!"

"Good lord," I groaned as she pulled my hands back to her tits.

"Now you go back to playing with these, I wanna check out this big hard stick I'm sitting on."

"What?" I asked, holding both her tits in my hands as she lifted herself on her knees and quickly pushed the front of my sleep shorts down, exposing my inexplicably hard dick.

"Ohhhh my! You are big," she whispered as she sat back onto my lap, my hardon trapped between my body and her hot, wet, pussy lips. "Just rub my tits. I'll do the rest," she whispered, starting to rock her hips, grinding her pussy against my rock-hard shaft as she slid her lips back and forth along the length of it.

Almost automatically I rubbed her nipples and areola with my thumbs, stroking from side to side, teasing and bending her nipples over with each stroke. My attention though, was focused on her pussy, her wet lips sliding back and forth along my shaft, my engorged head disappearing between her wet lips at the end of each stroke. Her hot wetness caressed the bottom side of my cock and I could feel her hard clit bounce enticingly over the sensitive spot on the underside of my head each time she stroked across it.

"Oh fuck yes!" she practically growled. "Your head is teasing my clit sooooo fucking good! I think I'm going to come just like this!"

"Yeah?" I grunted, my own body screaming at me about how good it felt and how turned on her naked body had made me, daughter-in-law or not. "I think you're gonna make me come too though," I warned her.

"Good. We need it!" she gasped. "I'm almost there!" She rocked a little faster, my cockhead slipping along her slit until I could feel the entrance to her vagina at the end of each long slow stroke. At that moment, it was all I could do to not arch my back and drive myself into her. It would have been so easy. Just arch my back a little at the end of the next stroke and when she pushed back, she'd drive me deep into her pussy! Yeah it would be soooo easy! "Fuck yes!" she cried, jolting me from that thought as her whole body shuddered and trembled on me, her pussy leaking juices around my rock-hard shaft. "Ohhhhhhhh fuck yessssss!" she groaned loudly as she climaxed on me, her eyes closed as she sat on me shuddering. "God I should have put it in me." She moaned softly, probably to herself, as she sat on me.

I lay there so close to an orgasm of my own that I had to work to keep from sliding her back and driving into her. My hips were trying to rock my dick along her wet slit as she continued to shudder and tremble, sitting with my head between her lips, trapped against my body. Long seconds passed before her shaking began to fade. She opened her eyes and looked down at me. "God that was intense. Now let's get you done too!"

"You want me to come?" I asked in surprise.

"Of course. We need your cum on my pussy!"

"You need my cum on your pussy? For real? Why?"

"It's a natural skin lubricant. Helps make my pussy more pliable for when the baby comes!"

"So you're telling me you want me to come on your pussy?"

"Uh huh. Till now it's just been Mike's milk. But I don't see why I can't use yours. Now that I've come all over you, it's not like it would be weird or anything, you getting to come too, right?"

"Well. There is that," I agreed.

"Good," she answered as she started to rock again, this time reaching under my head with her fingers to lift me more fully up between her lips. "That's it. Feel my hot pussy," she cooed as she rocked her hips. She used one hand on my cock and with the other she pushed my hands off her tits. She leaned down toward me, making her tits swing with each stroke along my shaft, her rock-hard nipples grazing my chest with each swing. "You like that? You like feeling and seeing my tits like this?"

"God yes," I groaned as the urgency raced through my body. "Ohhhh. Fuuuuuck. Gonna come!" I groaned just before my body bucked hard, trying to jam myself deep in her, even though I wasn't actually inside her. I felt my cock swell, forcing a huge gush of hot cum out into her hand. She held my cock between her lips, lifting her body above mine slightly so she could use her palm to rub my spurting cum around her pussy almost as soon as my body had squirted it out. Her rubbing stroked my cock head between her lips, coaxing several more strong surges from me before my dick started to soften.

"Mmmmmm. Nice," she cooed as she collected the last drooling liquid from my slowly fading cock. "Couldn't ask for better help," she said before leaning down farther and giving me a soft wet kiss on the lips.

"Glad I could help," I answered breathlessly, suddenly wondering what my wife would think if she ever found out what I'd just done. Kaley laid down on top of me, straightening out her legs on either side of mine, her head on my shoulder, the two of us naked except for my sleep shorts around my thighs. As we lay there, I idly stroked my fingers up and down her back and over her round butt cheeks.

"Now I know where he gets it from," she whispered.

"Who gets what?"

"Your son gets his gentleness"

"I see," I answered, not sure really what to say.

I felt more than saw, her reach over her butt and between her legs. She found my cock with her finger and pulled it from between our bodies, letting it lay against her hot wet lips. As we lay watching the movie, she idly stroked my soft dick as I stroked her back and butt cheek with one hand. I was a bit surprised to find my cock hardening again so quickly; I'm not exactly a spring chicken any longer. But her teasing was slowly causing that reaction, my cock slowly growing in hardness.

As my dick hardened, laying against her pussy lips as it stuck up between her legs, I could feel her dip her fingers between her lips for moisture and then use it to rub along my shaft. Just when I felt like her plan was to coax another climax from me this way, I felt her push her pelvis up from me and press my head between her lips. As she settled back down on me, I felt my fat head push into her vaginal tunnel.

"Honey, I don't think this is a good idea."

"It's okay. Unless you wanna use your fingers."

"Use my fingers for what?"

"To massage my vagina of course," she answered as if that were the obvious answer. "That's what I'm supposed to do after my orgasm. Just like you'd massage your muscles after a hard workout."

"I see," I whispered, wondering just where she was collecting all this info. "Is this what Mike does too?"

"When I can get him too. But usually, I have to do it myself. At home, at work in the ladies' room. Wherever I'm at. Sometimes I go for a walk with an egg vibrator and when I get home, I can't wait to use a dildo in me. You know how hard it is to walk and climax at the same time?"

"Can't say I do."

"Well it's hard. But it's worth it. Especially if I go out in a skirt and no panties. I might come two or three times, sometimes on a park bench, or in a store. Wherever it happens. One day I was walking behind this older guy on a walking trail in the park. He had no idea that I pulled my skirt up and was completely naked below the waist while I followed him. If he'd have looked back instead of listening to his music, he'd have seen me climax right there in the middle of the sidewalk," she whispered as she started to lift and drop her hips on me, working my cock in and out of her pussy as she lay on me. "It's hard sometimes to find the right stimulation when you're having to come so many times a day. Doing it in public without being caught has been an interesting diversion."

"I see. And fucking your father-in-law?"

"Right now I'm so turned on. I wouldn't at all mind if you just rolled us over and fucked me really hard. You know, jamming your hot cock into me nice and hard."

"Honey. I don't think Mike would appreciate it. I know Amanda wouldn't."

"I don't know about Amanda, but I keep Mike pretty worn out. I don't think he'd notice. So will you?"

"Honey, it's a bad idea all around."

"You're already fucking me, so what's the difference if we do it in a different position?"

"Intent."

"Please? After that I'll help you shower."

I sighed, giving in to her insistence. It took a little doing, during which my dick pulled out of her. We arranged ourselves so she was laying on her back, one leg over the back of the sofa and her other hanging over the front edge, spreading her legs wide. I knelt on the sofa and wiggled myself toward her, letting her guide me back into her wet depths. I leaned toward her, resting one hand on the sofa cushion by her hip and the other on the sofa back. I started slowly, sliding my full length onto her, pulling back almost fully out of her before pushing in again. As I stroked, I couldn't help but thrust harder, slapping my body against hers, making her big tits roll and bounce on her chest. It was becoming hard to remember that the intent was to massage her vaginal walls, not rut like wild animals. I kind of lost sight of that as she gasped loudly and began to climax around my thrusting cock after only a few short minutes of stroking into her.

"Oh fuck!" she gasped as her vagina spasmed and squeezed tightly around me. I briefly wondered to myself if there was actually something to this method.

"I'm gonna come again," I gasped as my body urgently coaxed me to thrust harder.

"On me. Cum all over my pussy!" she moaned.

I pulled my cock from her pussy and used one hand to stroke it furiously.

"Ohhhhh fuuuuck!" I groaned as my dick started to spurt my load of cum all over her bare pussy and mound. I continued to stroke myself until all that was left was a drool of cum, and then pushed my head down again and shoved back into her as deeply as my fading hardness would allow. I sat there on my folded legs, watching her rub my cum into her pussy lips around my softening shaft.

"Thank you," she whispered as my softening cock slipped from her a couple short minutes later.

"You're welcome. But I think we ought to keep this between the two of us. I'm not sure anyone else would understand."

"Does that mean you don't want to do it again?"

"I don't think it was a good idea to start with, let alone again."

"Maybe I can tease you into it again?"

"Maybe," I agreed reluctantly.

"Good. Now let's get you into the shower."

True to her word, she helped me hobble on my crutches to the shower, tossing my sleep shorts onto the bed before helping me into the walk-in shower. She settled me on the stool so I wasn't standing on my one good foot and then gently washed me with the hand wand. As she moved around me her breasts hung down in front of her, bumping, probably intentionally, into my face frequently. She also stood and soaped my cock, working her hands along it as she stood bent in front of me with her tits again hanging in my face. I teasingly reached out and slipped my fingers between her legs to stroke her pussy with my fingers. She giggled and stood there, allowing me to stroke her wet pussy while she worked my cock with her soapy hands, slowly forcing me harder with her attentions.

After rinsing both of us, she stood in front of me, straddling me with her legs spread as I stroked her pussy with my fingers, pushing two fingers in and out of her while I used my thumb on her clit. She moaned and reached down between us, aiming my cock up at her as she lowered herself, forcing me to move my fingers from her pussy so she could replace them with my hard dick. She was careful not to put too much weight on my lap as she started to stroke herself up and down on me, my fingers stroking her clit as she lifted and lowered herself up and down my shaft. It was interesting to watch her climax again around my cock, but I knew there was no way I was coming again so soon, so I let her stand and slip off my still hard dick. She carefully dried us both and helped me again to the sofa, leaving both of us naked as we sat and watched TV.

The movie ended and a sappy holiday movie started, prompting her to move me to my side and then lay on the sofa in front of me. She settled my dick between her lips, pressing against her pussy lips, drawing one of my arms around her to cup one of her tits while she watched the movie.

It was lunch time before I knew it, time slipping by quickly with a completely naked young woman leaning against me.

"We should go out and get lunch. I can drive us!" she coaxed.

"I thought I was supposed to be resting!"

"Your foot maybe. There isn't anything else on you rested!" she giggled. "I mean, that is your dick between my legs isn't it? Or is that a stick?"

"No, it isn't a stick," I chuckled. "If you wanna go get some food help yourself, but I'm gonna just lay here and keep my foot up. Just help me to the bedroom to get some clothes though."

"Spoil sport!" she said with a mock frown. She got up from the sofa and headed down to the bedroom, presumably to dress. She came back out in yoga pants and a sports bra, pulling a jacket on over it. "You think it's too much?" she asked before pulling the jacket back off. She stripped the sports bra off and pulled the jacket back on, flapping the front open and closed, flashing her tits at me several times. "Something to think about for when I get back," she giggled before walking over and sliding my feet into a pair of light weight athletic shorts. "Clothes. Well sort of." She grinned as she helped work them up my legs and over my dick.