Chapter 7
Jordan
She looks so beautiful in my bed, damp and sated with her chestnut curls waving about her shoulders.
Of course, the young woman is totally nude too, and my eyes sweep over those giant breasts before noting with satisfaction the slick on her thighs.
We couldn’t keep every drop inside, but I sure as hell tried.
After all, I had to pull out of Juliette at some point. We couldn’t stay locked together forever when there’s a funeral to attend. But I’m dead set on knocking up my daughter in law, and so after I pulled my dick out, I cupped my hand over her swollen cunt to catch any drips of sperm.
“Turn over,” I commanded. By then, Juliette was so drunk with pleasure that she obeyed immediately, spinning so that she lay on her back, her big breasts like giant scoops of ice cream tipped with delightful red cherries.
I couldn’t resist. I leaned forward and sucked one into my mouth, savoring her taste before backing off and pushing her legs upwards.
“Oh my god, what are you doing?” she whispered, looking at me from behind the slim length of her legs.
With quick hands, I helped her out of her g-string, lifting the sopping fabric to my nose for a deep inhale, before throwing them to the side carelessly.
My expression was completely serious as I made eye contact with the beautiful girl.
“I want you pregnant,” I rasped, possession ringing in the tone of my voice.
“Which means I want you to keep your legs elevated for the next ten minutes or so. Here, hold on to the backs of your thighs,” I rasp, as Juliette obeys, her small hands creeping around her legs to grasp onto the smooth flesh.
“Keep your legs in the air so that my sperm stays inside, sweetheart. I want all of it inside you.”
Then, I back off and look with satisfaction at the nude girl in my bed, her legs pointed upwards as her pussy tilts to the ceiling.
Yes, it’s swollen and wet, and yes, I can even see a bead of cream forming at her little vag hole.
Unable to resist, I lean down to press an open-mouthed kiss there, savoring the taste of her nectar mixed with my virility.
“Ooooh,” she moans, her head tilting back as her lashes flutter shut with pleasure. “That feels so good.”
“You taste good, sweetheart,” I rasp. “Now, stay still and I’ll be right back.”
Then, I stride to the bathroom before grabbing a washcloth and running it under some warm tap water.
But that’s when I get a glimpse of my dick and the sight turns me on.
Not only are there streaks of faint red along the massive length, but there’s a circle of crimson at the base, and it’s the proof of Juliette’s innocence.
The sweet virgin let me pop her cherry, and a hot surge of possession runs through my veins as my dick jerks with arousal.
Fuck. I already want her again, and I just had her.
But the sight that greets me when I step out of the bathroom has me on my knees in moments. Literally, I sink to a crouch before the sweet girl with her slim pins raised in the air, those big breasts flattened against her chest as she works to keep my jism inside.
“We have to go soon, Mr. Lewis,” the beautiful brunette murmurs, her eyes still dazed. “There are guests downstairs.”
But I want what I want, and nothing’s going to stop me from getting my way. “Let them wait,” I rasp before pressing another open-mouthed kiss to her cunt. “It doesn’t matter.”
Then, washcloth forgotten, I let my tongue do the cleaning. I lick and lap at every inch of her swollen flesh, tasting the cream spilling from her hole before fusing my mouth to her clit once again and bringing her to her third climax.
“Ooooh, Mr. Lewis!” my gorgeous daughter in law screams. “Oh oh oh mmmm!”
This time, I spit onto her asshole, rubbing my finger against those tight pink pleats as she shudders and moans, her pussy snapping hard. “You need it, don’t you?” I rasp. “Here you go, sweetheart. Daddy will give you more.”
Then, I rear up and slide my massive shaft into that clenching pussy once again, loving the feel of her slickly wet twat.
We fit so well together that I come almost immediately, hot reams of sperm spraying against her interior and filling Juliette to overflowing.
She’s so beautiful as she cries out my name that I can hardly breathe even as my hips pummel forcefully into that slick wetness, her vag milking me of another round of sperm.
We spiral together, and I know one thing for certain: this woman was made for me, and now that my son’s gone . ... she’s mine.