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My Brother In-Law
by Storyman45 (phillydee_60@hotmail.com)

***

My Bi-Polar brother in-law meets me for dinner and 
everything goes downhill from there. (MF, d/s, reluc)

***

Let me begin by saying I am not proud of what 
happened, I am overwhelmed with guilt and dismay. I 
feel dirty and worthless because what happened, is 
not me. That is not the person I am. But I can't 
dismiss the fact that "it happened". I'm telling my 
story because I have to get it out, I can't keep it 
in any longer, call it therapy if you will, but I 
must. Let me begin a little further back so you can 
understand how it all happened.

My name is Suzanne, I am 54 years old, tall, and thin 
with blonde hair. I am told I am beautiful which 
makes me wonder why I can't keep a functional long 
term relationship. My husband Jeremy was bi-polar and 
is in essence a nut case. To this day he is still 
destroying our children who are 22 and 20. We never 
did agree on how to raise kids plus his verbal abuse 
to me, it came to the point I could no longer stay in 
the marriage. 

By trade, I am a professional counselor, very 
successful and very well thought of. Since divorcing 
my husband, which was 8 years ago, I have sought to 
be involved in a long term relationship which would 
eventually lead to marriage. However, things just 
have not worked out as I thought they might. 

My first relationship after divorcing was a man who 
was younger than me, highly dysfunctional and 
grieving over a girlfriend he lost to cancer, guess I 
was a convenient target, especially since I was 
lonely as hell, guess men can sense that kind of 
thing in a woman. Mike did, that's for sure. He 
aggressively pursued me and when I finally relented, 
mostly out of loneliness, it turned out to be a 
disaster. 

He could not function sexually and our relationship 
consisted of multiple blow jobs from me. The part he 
loved most was when I would let him cum in my mouth. 
It didn't take long for me to realize he was just 
using me for his own personal pleasure but as 
desperate as I was, I let it go on for much too long. 
He did nothing to pleasure me and only cared about 
himself. I finally ended it

My next relationship was with a Dr. that aggressively 
pursued me on line. I finally relented again from 
loneliness, and that also turned out to be a 
disaster. I thought I was in love, not only with him 
but the thought of what he could do for me and my 
children. 

I gave myself unconditionally to him; I fell head 
over heels in love with him and tried to meet this 
every desire and fantasy. Even to the point where I 
let him take me in my ass at his bidding, something I 
would have NEVER allowed or agreed to previously. But 
the more I gave, the worst he treated me. I took as 
much as I could and finally walked away after 7 
months. The problem is, I was still in love with him, 
and just couldn't seem to get over him. It took me 
another two years to finally get him out of my heart 
and mind, and I'm not really sure to this day if he 
really is or not. 

My most recent relationship which just ended after 
two years, which by the way, was not my doing, was 
with a wonderful man who I fell in love with in a way 
I never have been in love before. He was older than 
me and I can say without reservation that he knew how 
to treat a woman. Sexually, he was the most amazing 
man I have ever known, he took me places I never knew 
existed. I never knew that intimacy could be so deep, 
satisfying and wonderful. 

He cared only about my pleasure which prompted me to 
give more and more of myself. You may ask, if it was 
so good, then why is it over? Very simple. I am a 
fucking idiot. He tried to tell me over and over what 
was important to him in our relationship but I didn't 
listen. For two years because of my shame and 
embarrassment from previous relationships, I fucked 
with his head and it just finally came to the point 
that he could not take anymore and ended it. 
Doubtless to say, I am devastated. 

Now, my story. Bob, my brother and law, and his wife 
Kathy were always sweet, sweet people. In spite of 
being Jeremy's brother, and also being bi-polar, he 
controlled it wonderfully with medication. Bob was 10 
years younger than me, is 6'6" tall, 236 lbs and just 
a darling of a guy. A big teddy bear so to speak. He 
and his lovely wife Kathy have a wonder marriage and 
two adorable kids, which makes this ordeal even more 
bizarre. 

Bob was a copy machine rep and has a huge client in 
the city where I have my practice. Because he and 
Kathy lived so far away I hardly saw them, so when he 
would come to this area he would call and we would 
get together for lunch and catch up. Never was there 
ever a sign of anything out of the ordinary. He 
highly respected me and I him. This occurred for over 
8 years. Fast forward to March of 2012.

Bob has Facebooked me letting me know he was coming 
to the area for a follow up with his biggest customer 
and wanted to know if I wanted to have lunch. As 
usual I said sure, just let me know. He responded by 
saying that he would let me know if it all worked 
out. 

On Monday I got a text from him letting me know he 
would be in town on Thursday and was I still up for 
lunch? Sure I responded. No problem just let me know 
what time and where. Thursday was here before I knew 
it and I got a text saying we would meet at a 
favorite local restaurant at 1pm. Told him I would 
see him there. 

About noon I got a call from Bob saying he was tied 
up with his client and that he had to stay over till 
Friday and would I be up for dinner instead of lunch. 
Well, since Thursday's are basically my Friday's 
because of my schedule I said yes. He said he would 
call me later and let me know what time and where, 
being he did not know what time he would conclude his 
business. I told him I would wait for his call. 

The day flew as I had appointments all afternoon. 
Then about 5:30 my phone rang, it was Bob, I had to 
tell him I would call him back because I was with a 
customer. I retuned Bob's call at 6:05 after my 
appointment left and he went on to tell me that he 
was staying at the Sheridan close to my house and if 
I wanted to meet him there for dinner at 7:30. I told 
him that worked out fine as I could go home and check 
on the kids and get them some dinner before meeting 
him. So, it was all set. 

I ran home, made dinner for the kids, freshened up a 
bit and left to meet Bob. When I arrived he was 
waiting at a table in the hotel restaurant. He 
greeted me with a big bear hug which was his usual 
style. 

For the next two hours we talked about his brother 
Jeremy and what a jerk he is, our kids, our 
relationships and jobs. In all the years we had been 
meeting as a family, and one on one for lunch, I had 
never heard Bob say anything negative or off color 
about his wife or family. But when I asked him how 
everything was going with Kathy he began to open up 
to me like never before. 

You know Suzanne, he said, in all the years I have 
been married to Kathy, as much as I love her, it has 
been very frustrating and challenging. 

What do you mean Bob? I asked. 

Well first of all Suzanne, I'm sure Kathy has shared 
with you the "package" I carry around. 

I felt my face begin to flush when he mentioned that. 
I had no idea he knew that Kathy had shared with me 
years ago that Bob was so big that she was never able 
to take all of him. 

At best he was only able to get about ½ of his dick 
in her. It made her feel very inadequate and 
sometimes like a failure. But Bob being the sweet 
person he was, never made her feel inferior and 
always assured her that everything was fine and that 
it was satisfying for him. Well tonight Bob began to 
tell me that not only was that frustrating for him, 
but that Kathy never liked oral sex, whether it was 
giving or receiving. Said it made her sick. I had 
never quite heard Bob talk like this and it concerned 
me. I was hoping he was not off his meds as he seemed 
really bummed. I decided to try and find some 
positive aspect to his dilemma so I asked him a few 
questions. 		 

Well tell me Bob, I asked. When you do have 
intercourse with Kathy, does she enjoy it? 

Well she tries to make me feel like she does, but I 
think it is so painful for her that she doesn't. 

Did she ever actually say that? I asked.

No, but I just sense it. 				 

Do you sense that she ever reaches fulfillment? I 
inquired.

I think she has. But only when I don't move and she 
moves and brings herself off. If I move, I have to 
tendency to push too hard and it hurts her. 		
				 

Well that's good isn't it? 						
		

I guess so. 

I could sense some hesitation in his voice. 		
		 

Why do you hesitate when you say that Bob? Blushing, 
Bob replied. 

Well it really hard for me to climax that way because 
I never get enough stimulation to fully cum. 

Then what do you do? I asked. 

Still blushing, Bob replied, I usually have to finish 
myself off by jerking off. 

Now it was me who was blushing. I felt so sorry for 
this kind gentle soul. 

I'm so sorry Bob I replied. Then he continued, 
unprompted. 

If only she would finish me off with her hand I would 
at least feel she was engaged and cared about my 
feelings. But no, she just turns over and goes to 
sleep. 	 

Well you said she didn't like oral sex either, is 
that right? How come? 

It was a combination of me being so big and the fact 
that she couldn't stand the smell and thought it was 
just disgusting. 

I'm sorry to hear that Bob, I replied. 

I noticed a tear in Bob's eye as he recounted his 
frustration. 

Have you gone for any counseling Bob? I asked.

No, Bob replied. Kathy won't go, she doesn't think 
there is any reason for it. As I watched Bob's face 
he began to turn very white. 		

Bob, I asked, are you ok?

I think so, Bob replied, I just feel really sick. 

There were beads of sweat coming from his forehead. 

Are you on your meds? I asked.

Well I missed a couple of them today because of the 
meeting I had. I had left them in my room and forgot 
to take them with me.

Having lived with his bi-polar brother for 20 years I 
knew the best thing was to get him in a lying 
position and put cold towels on his head, in addition 
to giving him his meds.

Do you want me to call someone Bob, maybe Kathy? I 
asked.	

No, Bob replied.

Then you need to get up to your room right away and 
take your meds and get some cold towels on your head. 

You're right Suzanne. he replied, as he stood up and 
began to walk toward the elevator on very shaky legs. 
I ran over to him and took hold of his arm to steady 
him. Here, let me help you Bob I said as I pressed 
the button on the elevator and waited for the door to 
open. 

What floor? I asked. 

The 5th floor Bob, replied. I pressed number 5. 

Once the door opened I asked Bob what room and if he 
had the key. He said it was in his coat pocket, so I 
reached in and pulled it out and slid it and opened 
the door. Steadying Bob I led him over to the bed and 
laid him down as I went to the bathroom and got some 
cold towels and brought them over and put them on 
this head. I also found his meds and brought him a 
glass of water to take them with.

Are you sure you don't want me to call Kathy? I 
asked. 

No, Bob replied groggily, she will only worry, 
besides, what's she going to do anyhow? 

I kept putting towels on Bob's head and feeding him 
water till finally the color began to come back into 
his face. I sighed a sigh of relief. 

Thank you Suzanne. I really appreciate your concern. 

Well I couldn't just leave you, I replied. 

My brother was such a jerk Suzanne forever treating 
you the way he did. You deserve so much better. Thank 
you Bob, I replied. 

I then became very embarrassed; while I was talking I 
glanced down and saw this huge bulge in Bob's pants. 
Bob happened to catch my glance and became very red 
himself. 

I'm sorry Suzanne, sometimes it just happens. 

We both became silent for what seemed like hours, but 
it was only minutes. Bob finally broke the silence by 
looking at me and saying. 

Suzanne, have you ever in all these years thought 
about being intimate with me? 

WHAT?! I snapped. I jumped up off the side of the bed 
and told Bob that I was leaving. 

Suzanne, please, don't be upset with me. Wait, don't 
go. Please!

The pain in his voice was so pathetic; I hesitated 
for just a moment. 

Please come back Suzanne, Bob begged, as he looked at 
me with those puppy dog eyes. 

I reluctantly turned around and walked back over to 
the bed and sat down. Bob then reached out and took 
my hand in his. 

Suzanne, I'm sorry for asking you that, but I just 
need to know. Please? 

A million thoughts passed through my head as I 
contemplated whether I should answer him or not. 

Bob, I said. You're happily married, Kathy is a 
wonderful human being and I'm sure if you make a 
concentrated effort you could work out these 
frustrations together. 

You're right Suzanne, and I have been trying. But I 
asked you a question. Would you please answer? Bob, I 
said looking away, that would not be appropriate, and 
would serve no useful purpose. Suzanne, please. 
Answer my question.

Well, I replied, there have been a fleeting thought 
on occasion, but only because I respect you and see 
how you treat your wife as compared to your lousy 
brother.

Thank you Suzanne, I needed to hear that. I really 
did. I have to also confess as well that the thought 
has crossed my mind more times than I care to admit. 

Taking my hand in his he thanked me again and 
apologized if he put me on the spot. So sweet I 
thought. But then Bob took my hand and moved it 
toward him, and looking me straight in the eyes 
brought my hand to rest on his bulge. I could feel my 
face turn red and was stunned that he would be so 
aggressive. Bob, I stuttered, what, what the, what 
the hell are you doing?	

He just looked at me and held my hand firmly against 
him. It felt like he had a baseball bat in his pants. 
Ok Bob, I stuttered, that's enough. Let, let, let 
loose of my hand. 

By now I was visibly shaking. 

I can't, he said, please Suzanne, as he began to move 
my hand back and forth over his bulge. 

Suzanne, please, please help me. Please? 

The poor man was begging me to rub his dick, he was 
so desperate. 

Bob, this isn't right. We are friends, why ruin that, 
and what about Kathy? I can't do that to her. 

You're right Suzanne. 

But he kept moving my hand back and forth. Oh God I 
thought to myself. What am I going to do here? This 
man is so pathetic, so needy. Then I felt my hand 
involuntarily begin to move by itself over him. Bob 
mouthed the words, thank you Suzanne, as his eyes 
went back into his head. I began to blush again as 
Bob took his hand off of mine and just looked at me 
as I continued to rub him. 

My God Bob, you are so huge! I exclaimed. No wonder 
Kathy has an issue with it. 

What can I say Suzanne, it's what God gave me, I 
can't help it. If I could I would. 

Bob must have seen my demeanor soften as a little 
smile came over his face. 

I really appreciate this Suzanne, I so need this, you 
can't imagine. 

I thought to myself, I can imagine more than you 
think. Then I concluded that I was going to help this 
man, just this one time. 

No longer involuntarily, I moved my hand back and 
forth over his huge manhood, squeezing gently as I 
rubbed. 

Squeeze it harder Susanne. 

Wh-what? I heard myself say.

Squeeze it harder, stroke it. 

The tone of his voice had changed and it was more of 
a command than a request. I don't know why but I 
complied by squeezing him harder as I started to 
stroke him on top of his pants. Bob grunted as he 
felt the effect of my ministrations. 

Suzanne, unzip my pants, I can hardly feel it. 

No Bob I snapped, this is all I'm going to do. 

Suzanne, unzip my pants, NOW!

At that moment I should have got up and bolted out of 
that room. But for some reason I didn't. Instead, I 
moved my hand to his zipper and began to move it 
downward. Looking me straight in the eye he said. Now 
my belt buckle and snap. 

I felt numb and mesmerized as I unbuckled his belt 
and unsnapped the top of his pants. Then with both 
hands, Bob lifted his torso and pushed his pants and 
underwear down below his knees. Staring me in the 
face was the biggest male organ I had ever laid eyes 
on. Oh my god I thought. It must have been 11 inches 
long and so thick. 

I was frozen as I gazed upon it. Bob must have seen 
the fear and wide eyed wonder in my face because he 
then reached up, took my hand in his and moved it to 
his huge tool. It was as hard as a rock on one hand 
and so soft to the touch on the other. I could see 
the pre cum glistening as it seeped from the little 
hole on top. I heard myself murmur. Shit Bob, holy 
shit. 

With my hand still in his, Bob began moving it in an 
up and down motion, slowly stroking himself with my 
hand, while all the time never taking his eyes from 
mine. Then he removed his hand from mine as my hand, 
on its own, continued moving up and down. I had never 
touched anything so huge in my life and I shook with 
a combination of fear and arousal. 

Use both hands Suzanne, Bob said, as his words 
snapped me out of my stupor. 

I shifted slightly on the bed as I placed both hands 
on his dick. Even with my hands on top of each other, 
I still never came close to covering his whole dick. 
There was plenty left. Then Bob shocked me by taking 
his thumb and rubbing it over the head and wetting it 
with all the pre cum that had accumulated. 

He then took his thumb and moved it to my mouth. I 
jumped with shock and pulled my head away, but he 
took his other hand and put it behind my head and 
pulled it forward, then he took his thumb and rubbed 
it across my lips, then he mouthed the word, "open". 

I slightly parted my lips and he inserted his whole 
thumb in my mouth. Without even thinking about it I 
started to suck on his thumb. 

Oh god, what a sight that must have been. There I was 
sitting on the side of Bob's bed, his pants down to 
his knees, both my hands on his huge tool stroking it 
up and down, and his thumb in my mouth. 

Then without a word being spoken, Bob took his right 
hand that was behind my head and pulled it toward his 
cock. I knew what he wanted, but I shook my head NO, 
my heart was pounding so hard and loud I thought it 
would explode in my chest. Closer and closer he 
pulled my head until my mouth was just inches from 
the huge head. Removing his thumb from my mouth I 
heard him say, "lick it Suzanne". 

No Bob, please I heard myself beg, this has gone way 
too far, just let me finish you off with my hand. 

He pulled my head once more and snapped.

Lick it Suzanne, I'm not going to tell you again. 

The tone in his voice caused me to fear greatly, his 
brute strength could overtake me in a second I 
thought. I don't want to piss him off. So I extended 
my tongue and it made contact with his big knob. Bob 
moaned as my tongue came in contact with his 
sensitive cock, I moved my tongue over the head, 
lapping up all the wetness that was there. Using his 
hand to put pressure on the back of my head I knew 
what he wanted next. He wanted me to take him in my 
mouth and suck him. Still stroking his cock, I parted 
my lips wide and slid my mouth over the huge knob. It 
stretched my mouth to the point that my jaws ached. 

He grunted as my mouth took his knob inside, he then 
took a hand full of my hair and began to move my head 
up and down on him. He was gentle but firm as he 
manipulated my head up and down . With no more than 
the head of his cock in my mouth I felt Bob begin to 
tighten and his torso began to shudder. I knew what 
that meant, so I braced myself as he held my head 
firmly over his cock. As I continued stroking it I 
felt him begin to harden even more. 

Oh gawd! Bob grunted. Oh gawd Suzanne, stroke and 
suck faster!

With that I felt him begin to gush like a fire hose 
in my mouth. I began to see stars as torrents of hot 
cum shot to the back of my throat. I began to gag and 
swallow all at the same time as he pushed my head 
further down and thrust his torso upward. There was 
just so much cum, I couldn't handle it all. It was 
gushing down my throat, out of the corners of my 
mouth and out through my nose. I had never seen so 
much cum in my life. It was as if this poor man had 
not cum for years. I felt myself gagging but he would 
not let go of my hair. 

Suck it, suck it Suzanne. 

I did the best I could. 

Finally his climax subsided. There was cum 
everywhere. In my hair, on my face, all over his cock 
and stomach, my eyes were watering and I struggled to 
catch my breath. When I could finally speak I said, 
"What the hell was that Bob?" 

Years of pent up frustration my dear Suzanne, he 
replied. 

I tried to pull my head back up into the upright 
position but Bob spoke, 
Not yet Suzanne, lick me clean my dearest. I know you 
love the taste. 

I was shocked at his words. Had he spoken to his 
brother, did the son of a bitch share our sexual 
encounters with his brother? I have to say it took me 
aback. But I complied with his wishes and began to 
lick him clean. But he was right, I do love the taste 
of cum. I licked his stomach, up and down his shaft, 
his balls and anywhere else I could find a drop of 
the sweet nectar. 

When I was finished, Bob pulled me up to him and put 
his arms around me and kissed me hard, plunging his 
tongue in my mouth, tasting himself. I kissed him 
back hard as we played tongue tag for what seemed 
like hours. 

Then without any warning, Bob took his left hand and 
thrust it up my skirt, between my legs and grabbed 
hold of my pussy with his huge hand. No Bob I 
screamed as he held tight. I took care of you now 
take your hand out and let me go. I'm leaving. NOW!!!

With one arm around my shoulder and one hand over my 
crotch he had me in a hold that was impossible to 
break out of. I struggled, to no avail and Bob just 
smiled as he opened and closed his hand over my 
female treasure using his thumb to massage my 
clitoris. I began to protest again but Bob put his 
mouth over mine again and started kissing me. Just 
then he took his big middle finger and slid it into 
my pussy.

I went right over the edge, I started to buck and 
scream in his mouth as my climax hit me like a ton of 
bricks. His thumb was rubbing my clit as his finger 
vigorously fucked me hard, I was drenched and could 
hear the slapping of his hand against me each time he 
reentered me. Then a second climax hit, then a third, 
then a fourth then a fifth, oh my god, I was going 
crazy, cumming like a wild person Bob held me tight 
around the shoulders as my torso was convulsing all 
over the place, number six, number seven, number 
eight. 

That's when I fainted. Everything went black... 

*

I don't know how long I was out, but when I woke up 
Bob was sitting on the edge of the bed and had a cold 
towel on my forehead. 

Wow, I don't think I have ever seen anyone faint from 
having multiple orgasms. Thanks for the memory. It's 
not funny I murmured. 

Damn Suzanne, I never would have guessed you were so 
sexual. 

My heartbeat had finally returned to normal as I lay 
there wondering how this ever happened. 

Bob then lifted up his right hand where he had my 
panties. He put them to his face and took a big wiff. 
Mmmmm. Your panties are soaked Suzanne, they smell 
and taste wonderful. 

I felt my face flush as he looked at me and grinned. 
That's when I realized, I HAD NO PANTIES ON!!! 

Ah, you should give me back my panties Bob and I 
should be leaving now. Bob just gave me a little 
snicker and leaned over, pulled up my skirt and 
buried his face in my pussy. 

No Bob I protested, no, enough is enough, but I was 
no match for his strength and he took hold of my legs 
and spread them apart. As hard as I tried I could not 
close them. Then I felt his tongue licking me from my 
butt hole to my clit. Long, slow soft licks. 

How in the hell are you supposed to resist that? So, 
I just relaxed and let him lick me. The moans that 
emanated from my inner being were a turn on to Bob 
because he increased the intensity of his lapping. 
Well, it didn't take long till I was bucking like a 
wild filly again. My orgasm hit me with such 
intensity, but Bob never moved his mouth from my 
pussy from the beginning to end of it. 

For god's sake Bob. Please stop this. We have gone 
far enough. Please Bob, please, stop, now. I'm 
begging you. 

Bob lifted his head up from between my legs and said 
to me. 

Well my dear sister in law, one thing is for sure. 
Before the end of this evening you will be begging, 
that's for sure. But not in the way you think. 

Bob had this mischievous grin on his face and I knew 
I was in trouble. I did what any good counselor would 
do, I tried to reason with him. 

Bob, I said, I know you are a good man, and I know 
you have a good marriage and you are a man of 
integrity. What we have done here was in the moment, 
I forgive you, and I hope you forgive me too. But 
this has to stop now. We have to walk away and chalk 
this up as a passionate moment and just leave it at 
that. 

My dear Suzanne, Jeremy was right about one thing, 
even if he is a jerk. 

What's that? I asked.

That you are so fucking naïve Bob barked. So fucking 
naive. Do you think for one second after sucking my 
cock, swallowing my cum, and climaxing till you 
fainted that I'm going to just let you walk out of 
here without fucking your little ass off? 

That's when I panicked. There was no way he was going 
to rip me apart with that ball bat size cock of his. 

Bob I will get on my phone and call your wife right 
now if you don't let me leave. 

Go ahead Suzanne, you fucking idiot, do you think 
anyone will believe you? Do you not think that 
Jeremy, Kathy, your kids, will believe this was not 
all your fault? Everyone knows how fucked up you are 
and always have been, So go ahead, call them, tell 
them your brother in law raped you. 

Then he threw the phone at me. 

Call them you stupid bitch go ahead he yelled. 

Oh god, I pissed him off I thought, I had never seen 
Bob mad in all the years I had known him. 

Here's the deal sweet Suzanne, before you leave here 
tonight you're going to get fucked, whether you can 
take all of me or not is another story, but one 
thing's for sure, you're going to try. Now, we can do 
this the easy way or the hard way, I really don't 
give a shit, because I'm going to shoot off inside 
you and fill you fuller than you have ever been 
filled before, understand? It's your call. Make your 
choice now, we are wasting valuable time. 

All I could hear in my head at that moment was my ex-
boyfriend's words to me over and over again. 
Decision…..Consequence. Why didn't I listen to him? 
He was always right. But now here I am, with no way 
out... but I tried.

Bob you know this will be rape I said as I attempted 
one last time to speak to whatever remained human in 
him. Bob just laughed as he stood up and took hold of 
his rigid cock. 

Rape huh, you think? Suzanne, just let me enlighten 
you on something. It isn't rape when the female is 
begging for it, now is it? 

I'm not begging for anything I retorted, with an 
irritated tone to my voice. 

Then he grinned. Maybe not right now my dear, but you 
soon will. You will indeed. 

I was frozen with fear as Bob moved toward me. I 
tried again to reason with him. 

Do you hate me so much Bob that you want to hurt me 
and destroy me with that thing? 

El contraire Suzanne, this beautiful thing is going 
to only bring you pleasure, pleasure like you have 
never known before, or will ever know again. And 
whether this is the last time we do it or not, well, 
we'll let you decide at the end of the night. Now 
spread your fuckin legs. 

My head was reeling and my mind was completely blown. 
Here is a man that I loved and respected as a 
relative who has become someone I don't even know. 

Take the skirt off Suzanne. 

I just laid there, frozen by what was going on. 

Then fine, I'll do it for you. 

With his cock in his left hand he reached down with 
his right hand and pulled my skirt off my hips, down 
over my thighs, over my calves and off my feet. He 
took my skirt in his hand and thrust it across the 
room. He stood there looking down at me smiling as he 
spoke. 

Are you ready for me Suzanne? 

I will never be ready for this Bob, never. 

Well ready or not...

With that Bob climbed upon the bed, positioned 
himself over me and told me to spread my legs. 

I hesitantly responded. 

Good girl. Good girl. 

He then positioned himself between my legs, still on 
his knees and sitting back on his legs. He reached 
down and ran his fingers across my clean shaven 
pussy. 

Ah, good Suzanne, you are nice and wet, as a matter 
of fact, you are soaked. Maybe you don't want this, 
but it looks like your body may be betraying you. 

Bob, I pleaded, this can stop now and we can walk out 
of here, still friends, regardless of what else has 
happened tonight. Bob just shook his head no and 
grinned. 

Does this cock look like it is going to let you leave 
without fucking you? 

Then he lowered himself over me. 

Put your hands on my shoulders Suzanne. 

Bob was so big, his shoulders were wide and his chest 
was very hairy. I believe in college he was a 
defensive linebacker. Whatever he was, he sure was 
built for it. 

Now sweet Suzanne, he said, snapping me back to the 
moment. 

I reached up and placed my hand on his shoulders. 

Pull your feet up so your knees are in the air; then 
spread them. 

I pulled my feet up almost to my butt and then I 
spread my knees wide. Goo, nice target, Then he 
looked down at my pussy and smiled. 

Now listen, I don't want this to hurt, so if you 
cooperate I will go slow till you have taken all you 
can, but if not, I will fuckin rip you apart, I don't 
give a shit, ok? 

I shook my head yes as a tear formed in the corner of 
my eye and dripped down my cheek.

Please Bob, I begged, don't hurt me. 

No reason to cry honey. If you cooperate, this will 
be good for you too. I promise. 

With that, Bob took his right hand and took hold of 
his enormous cock as he steadied himself with his 
left. Then I felt him move his cock up and down my 
crack. He started at my butt, moved it up over my 
opening and then over my clit. I shuddered from the 
sensation. Bob just smiled. 

Good Suzanne, this is going to be real good. 

He continued this maneuver for about 2 minutes when 
finally the head of his beast came to rest right at 
my entrance. I gasped as I knew what was coming. 

Just relax Suzanne, just relax. 

With that he moved slightly forward and I felt his 
knob make its entrance into me. It was so big, but he 
was gentle and before I knew it, the entire knob was 
inside me. It had really stretched me but because he 
was gentle it did not hurt. Then he began to move the 
head in and out in slow methodical strokes. Get used 
to it honey, breath normally and just get used to it. 

Oh gawd, I could not help myself, the sensation was 
unbelievable, being split open by this monster and 
now feeling it move in and out. 

Ok Suzanne, I'm going to move just a little more now. 

Then he moved forward slightly and the head moved 
further in and I felt another inch of him enter me. I 
looked him in the eyes as he gently slid the head and 
another inch slid inside me with the same motions as 
before. 

Oh gawd I moaned, as I moved my head back and forth. 

You like honey? 

Bob, oh Bob, oh Bob, I'm getting ready to cummmmmm. 

Go ahead Suzanne, go ahead and cum.

I began to convulse as my orgasm moved through me, it 
felt like molasses's as my body responded to his slow 
methodical fucking. 

Oh gawd Bob! Oh gawd! I screamed as he continued his 
unrelenting rhythm. Then without even realizing it, 
it was ME who pushed toward him and two more inches 
of his fabulous cock found its place inside my 
convulsing pussy. 

Good girl Suzanne. Good fucking girl. Now you're 
getting the hang of it. 

He continued to fuck me slowly as my pussy was on 
fire. I was moaning and thrusting my head back and 
forth as my climaxes continued to hit me one after 
another. 

Damn Suzanne you are amazing, fucking amazing, as you 
are cumming, your pussy is opening up, I think it 
wants more, do I give it what it wants Suzanne? Tell 
me Suzanne, do I give it what it wants? 

Bob was like a wild man now. 

Oh fuck Bob I panted, do it, give it more. With that 
Bob thrust forward and I felt his cock thrust deeper 
into me. I couldn't breathe, I was panting, my body 
was convulsing and my pussy was on fire. Oh Bob, oh 
Bob, oh Bob. 

What Suzanne, what? 

Oh Bob, don't stop, please. 

Suzanne, let me understand, are you BEGGING me to 
fuck you? 

Oh gawn I moaned, oh gawd. 

Well Suzanne? Are you BEGGING me to fuck you? Answer 
me NOW. 

Oh yes Bob, Oh yesss! For god's sake Bob, fuck me, 
fuck your sister in-law! 

Ok Suzanne, you asked for it. You are asking for it, 
right? 

Yes, yes, yes! I screamed. I'm begging you for it 
Bob, is that what you want to hear? You want me to 
fuckin beg? 

You're damn right that's what I want to hear dear 
sweet sister in law. 

With that Bob pushed and his entire cock buried 
itself inside of me. 

Oh fuck Bob, it is too big, too deep I screamed as I 
beat on his back with my fists, oh gawd. Bob stopped 
his thrusting and just laid still. 

Ok Suzanne, I'm going to stop for a moment so you can 
get adjusted, ok? 

Breathlessly I responded. Ok, ok. Thank you. 

We lay that way for about 5 minutes, when Bob finally 
broke the silence. 

You ready honey? 

I think so I heard myself reply. Please be easy 
though. Please. 

I will honey, don't you worry. Suzanne ok? 

Yes I responded. 

Now wrap your legs around me and dig your heels into 
my back, and hold on tight, you hear? Yes Bob yes. 

Then, very slowly, Bob began pulling his cock all the 
way out and when just the head remained buried, he 
began moving forward and slowly and methodically slid 
his entire cock back into me till I could feel it hit 
my cervix. I was holding on for dear life. My arms 
were around his neck, my legs were wrapped around his 
waist and he had his big hands under my ass as he 
pulled me toward him. 

Ok baby, I think you're ready. Are you ready Suzanne? 

For what Bob I panted. 

For the fucking of your life Suzanne, that's what. 

I WAS ready. Readier than I had been for anything in 
my life. 

I looked Bob straight in the eye and said, then give 
it to me lover, give it to me the way you have wanted 
to give it to Kathy for all these years. Bob grinned 
and began to pick up speed, he would pull out and 
then drive his cock hard deep, I could hear his big 
balls slap against my ass every time he bottomed out. 

You're incredible Suzanne, no woman has EVER taken me 
the way you are right now. 

I was panting as I replied, and don't you ever forget 
it Bob, don't you ever forget it. With that Bob 
attached his mouth to mine and started to French kiss 
me, it put me over the edge and I started to cum. I 
was moaning and screaming in his mouth, as he fucked 
me deeper and harder than I had ever experienced in 
my life. I pulled my mouth away from his and placed 
my lips by his ear. 

Fuck me Bob, fuck me Bob, fuck me Bob, fuck me Bob, 
fuck me Bob. My words drove him crazy as he began to 
thrust in me with all his weight, I thought I would 
break in two. I kept taunting him and he kept driving 
in me. I was cumming non-stop by now and it didn't 
seem like it was anywhere close to subsiding. 

Then Bob began to shudder. I felt his cock begin to 
swell up. 

I'm cumming Suzanne!! I'm cummmmming!!

That was all I needed to hear. 

Yes lover, cum, cum in me, fill your sister in law 
with your wonderful love juice. 

And fill me he did, torrent after of torrent of his 
hot cum shot deep inside me, he was moaning and 
grunting as he continued driving in me. He came till 
he could cum no more. I felt his hot boiling cum 
drench my insides as he came and came and came. 

Then Bob collapsed on me, he was spent, but I wasn't 
done yet. 

Bob, please, I need a little more, please. 

I can't Suzanne, I'm finished. 

I started to panic, I needed more. 

Bob, turn over on your back, hurry. Bob turned over 
and I mounted him putting my hand between us and 
grabbing his cock, I directed it toward my hole and 
inserted it. Just lay there Bob, I'll do all the 
work. 

With my lips on Bob's I began to drive my pussy up 
and down on Bob's still hard cock, with every motion 
of my ass I drove his cock in deep and then lifted my 
ass till it almost came out, then I would push again 
hard taking his entire cock inside me. With my head 
beside his I screamed into the bed, oh fuck Bob, oh 
fuck, I'm cummmmmmmmmmmming!!

Air began to escape from my pussy and my ass as I 
continued to pound his hard cock, cumming, cumming 
and cumming. Finally, I reached the point where I had 
enough and collapsed on Bob's big hairy chest. 

Damn Suzanne, you are one insatiable bitch. 

I was too tired to reply. 

Now you got my cock going again you little slut. I 
need to cum again Suzanne. 

Oh shit I thought, I'm totally spent. Then I got an 
idea. I rolled off of Bob's big body and onto my 
back. Here Bob dearest, straddle my chest, just don't 
put your weight on me or you will crush me. 

Bob rolled over, got onto his knees and straddled my 
chest. There he was towering over me with that huge 
beautiful cock and those massively hard balls staring 
me right in the face. Ok baby I cooed, as I took his 
cock in both hands and began to stroke it, let that 
sucker blast off on my tits, on my face and in my 
mouth. 

Give it to me baby, don't hold anything back. 

Bob's balls were rock hard as they bounced against my 
chest. I felt his cock start throbbing and Bob was 
breathing hard. 

Come on baby, I taunted him. Come on and cum all over 
your Suzanne. 

With that Bob began to squirt like a hose, all over 
my tits, my chest, my face, in my hair and then I 
took the head of his cock in my mouth and got the 
last squirts of his tasty cum. 

Mmmmm! I moaned, as the last drops of his juice 
dribbled out of the corners of my mouth. Then Bob, 
looking down at me, took his hand and wiped the cum 
from my chest and tits, then he took his cum drenched 
hand and began wiping it all over my face. Pure 
protein, what a facial I laughed, and so did he. Then 
he took three fingers and pushed them into my mouth 
and I sucked them till they were clean. 

Just when I thought he was done, he reached back, 
took those same three fingers and shoved them in my 
pussy and moved them around getting them nice and wet 
with my juice and his cum. 

Treat time Bob laughed as he brought his fingers back 
up to my face and stuck them in my mouth again. How 
do you like the taste of your pussy Miss Suzanne? 

Mmmmm, wonderful as long as it is mixed with your cum 
I said. We both laughed as I finished cleaning his 
fingers off. 

Then Bob rolled off of me and laid on his back. He 
then pulled me close to him and started kissing me 
again. Soft and tender kisses, and lots of tongue. We 
kissed for ten to fifteen minutes before we both came 
up for air. Then Bob spoke. 

Well Suzanne darling, do you love me yet? 

Do you even have to ask that question?

It's been a year now since our first encounter. I did 
make a decision, and that was, I could not live 
without that incredible cock. I told Bob no at first, 
but then laying in my bed one night, I knew I was 
hooked. I couldn't live without it. So I called Bob 
and told him I was wrong and would he give me another 
chance. Doubtless to say he made me beg like a dog. 
And I did. Over and over until I convinced him that I 
meant it. So he set the terms. 

I, at my own expense would pay for a room at least 
once a week or whenever he decided he wanted me. He 
would call me, I was never to call him. And even if 
he called on a moment's notice, I was to drop 
whatever I was doing and come to him. Yes, I know the 
terms are humiliating and unreasonable, but those 
were his terms, take it or leave them. I TOOK THEM. 

He has been very reasonable and has never called on a 
moment's notice. He has respected the fact that I 
have a job and a family to tend to. But in the 
bedroom, he won't settle for anything but total 
submission. Whatever he wants, I must be willing to 
give or it's GOODBYE. So I give him what he wants. My 
job, according to him, is to make all his fantasies 
come true, and trust me; he has pushed me to the 
limit, even to the point of bringing someone else in 
the bed with us. 

The hardest fantasy for me to perform for him was for 
me to be with him and another man, with me on my 
hands and knees, sucking off one guy while Bob fucked 
me from behind. I was so reluctant at first, but 
after it happened it really was not that bad. Bob was 
like a wild man fucking me as he watched me suck off 
his friend Matt. We all came together, I had cum in 
my mouth and cum in my pussy. I was filled from head 
to toe. 

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Then later when we recovered Bob insisted that I fuck 
Matt while he watched. Matt was not as big as Bob but 
he really knew how to use what he had. He kissed me 
and fucked me in my mouth; in my pussy; and yes, even 
in my ass, for over an hour he continued using me 
before he finally came, I watched Bob as he stroked 
his big cock and came too, but I came over and over 
again in the meantime. 

So, the saga continues to this day, I want to stop 
but I can't, I'm too deep in. In essence, I've become 
Bob's whore. But he treats me respectfully and like a 
woman, which is what I long for so desperately, that 
is, so long as I give him what he wants, and his 
demands are great. He said I am too amazing to keep 
just for himself, says he has lots of friends he want 
s to share me with. 

I don't know how I feel about that but I have no 
choice, I'm hooked now, and I can't go back. 

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
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