What you are about to read is a work of fiction. Although the characters are based on actual people their names have been changed. This story contains the feelings and the fantasies that an old man has about his daughter-in-law. None of what is contained herein ever happened.
Melissa
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I woke up at my usual time the next morning. Melissa and I were still entwined and I had a morning woody that demanded relief. Trying very hard not to wake Melissa, I finally was able to disentangle myself and go to the bathroom. I then perked a pot of coffee in the little coffee maker that you see so often in a motel room, poured me a cup and silently slipped outside for my morning cigarette. I finished my first cup of coffee and went back into the room and was glad to see Melissa still asleep.
I went into the bathroom, showered and did all the things a man must do first thing in the morning. When I finished I came out of the bathroom and slipped back into bed and snuggled up next to Melissa. As she felt me next to her she snuggled back into me pressing her luscious ass tight into my semi hard cock. God how did I get so lucky? Here I was. Buck ass naked. Snuggled up against one of the most sensuous women I had ever known and she was less than half my age. And she was my daughter-in-law. What was it that she needed from our relationship? Was it the sex? She could have gotten that almost anywhere at anytime with a man that was closer to her age. Did she have a father fetish? I chuckled at this thought, I knew Melissa was very close to her father and loved him very much. Was it a competition with her mother-in-law? Melissa and Amy have some issues but they have never allowed them to escalate to the point of not being civil to each other and in a lot of ways they are very close. Melissa has known for a long time that Amy and I no longer engage in any form of sexual intimacy and haven't for years. So maybe it was her way of saying to Amy 'I can make your man happy.' Was it because we would be sexually intimate in various places and in varying circumstances? The few times we had been together to this point was never the same scenario and we had done things differently each time. Was it because she felt safe with me? Knowing she could have an affair with someone who would not cause a scene and was not capable of impregnating her. Was it the variety in our lovemaking? I had promised her I would never be a complacent lover and had tried to keep that promise in our relationship. But whatever the reason, here I was, snuggled in close to Melissa with my hard dick in the crevasse of her sweet ass and my arm around her with a handful of her wonderful tits. "Lord, is this heaven?"
"What," Melissa mumbled.
I laughed and kissed her neck below her ear, "That was an out loud thought," I whispered.
"So you were thinking about heaven?" she asked.
Again I chuckled.
"Well I think you will need to ask for forgiveness for what you did to me last night if you plan on getting there." She said as she pushed her ass back into my rigid member.
"Did you not enjoy every little and big orgasm you had last night? I asked her.
"Yes." She answered.
"And did I not satisfy you completely before you drifted of to sleep?" was my next question.
"Well, yes," she responded.
"Then what is it that I need to ask forgiveness from?" I asked her.
She rolled over and put her arms around me and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. She then pulled back slightly so she could look into my eyes. "For making me love you so damn much."
Tears welled up in my eyes and I pulled her closer to me and held her like this would be the last time I ever touched her.
"God I love you Melissa." Was all I could trust myself to say.
We held each other for a long time. Neither of us saying anything. Both satisfied in just being this close to the other. I didn't know about how Melissa felt, but I could have stayed snuggled up to her, with her in my arms all day.
"I wish we could stay right here all day." Melissa said.
Question answered. I chuckled and pulled her even tighter to me. "I wish that too baby."
We lay there for a while longer and then Melissa started squirming out of my arms. Got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush and then the shower start running, so I knew she was not coming directly back to bed.
I got up and dressed and about that time Melissa came out of the bathroom toweling off her beautiful body.
"Baby, we could stay here again tonight if you would like. And it would make for a short day." I said.
"Sounds like a plan to me," Melissa said.
I went to the front desk to confirm availability so we could leave our clothes and other items in the room. They told me it was no problem, so we were soon in the truck and on our way.
About an hour into our drive, we stopped, took a potty break, and got a quick breakfast and a roadie to go. After we had driven for about thirty minutes I asked Melissa. "Why no titty holders today?"
She turned in her seat and pulled the leg of her shorts open and I was looking straight at a bare pussy. "Missing some other clothing too." She said.
"Damn girl, what brought all that on?" I asked.
"I wanted you to know all day long that I wasn't wearing panties and a bra so you would be sooooo horny when we got back to the room this afternoon. She told me.
"That is awesome," I said, "but you know I may need to play with your unclothed parts during the day."
"Mmmmm, when are you going to start?" she asked.
"Right now," I said as I reached over and slide my hand up the open leg of her shorts all the way to her pussy and rubbed over the lips of her cunt with my thumb.
"Oh fuck. Much of that and I'll be flooding my shorts." She said.
"Well, don't blame me if your shorts are to wet to get out of the truck. You started this." I said as I continued to rub over her pussy lips and up to her clit.
"Slide your ass toward me." I ordered Melissa.
As she complied I slipped my forefinger and middle finger all the way into her already sopping pussy. My thumb continued to rub over her clit and she reached up and began massaging her breasts through her top.
I spied a wide berm area ahead where I could pull off safely and as I braked to a stop Melissa asked me "Why are you stopping?"
"So I can do this properly," I responded. "I can't have you playing with your tits by yourself. I want to play with them too." And I reached over with my other hand and slid it under her top and up until I had a hand over her full breast.
I continued to fuck my fingers into her pussy as I pulled and kneaded her breasts. Alternating from one to the other I pinched her nipples hard and pulled on them until I knew I was causing her some slight pain.
Melissa was moaning loudly as I began concentrating on her clit with my thumb. I wanted to bring her off quickly. Not because I had something better to do, I just wanted to bring her quick pleasure. God I love making this woman orgasm.
"Cum for me baby," I called out to her. "Let that pussy fill my hand with your cream."
"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum." She yelled at me.
"Make that pussy squeeze my fingers baby," I said and I fucked my fingers into her deep and curled them up to rub her meaty G spot.
"Fuuuuuuccckkkk Meeeee!!!" she screamed "Fuck my pussy harder." She added.
I pinched a nipple hard and squeezed my fingers and thumb together so I was rubbing on her clit and G spot simultaneously as I stroked my hand hard into her crotch. I hand fucked her hard and in just a few strokes her pussy and legs clamped down on my fingers and my lower arm to the point I was not able to move. All I could do was wiggle my fingers in her pussy and I continued to do that as I watched her eyes roll back into her head and out of her mouth came an "Ahhhhhhhhhgggggggggghhhhhhhh.
"Fuck, you are beautiful when you cum baby. Let that pussy cum hard baby," I encouraged her as I never stopped moving my hand as much as I could in her pussy.
Melissa rode out her orgasm with several humps of my hand and moans and yells. Some of which were incoherent, but I knew she was having a good cum. Her breathing was ragged and at times she would hold her breath as she humped into my hand. My kneading of her tits and stimulation of her pussy never slowed until I could sense she was beginning to return to normal. The grip she had on my arm with her legs did not lessen as her spasms diminished. She continued to hold me tight.
"God baby, do you have any end to the erotic situations you have sprung on me," Melissa asked.
"They are limited only by my vivid imagination and your willing participation," I told her.
"Well, you keep vividly imagining and I'll keep willingly participating," she said as she laughed.
"Deal," was all I said.