MEETING MY HUSBAND’S FAMILY – PT 2 – FATHER IN LAW FINDS ME JUST BEFORE THE WEDDING

My fiancé and I had traveled to Miami about a week before our wedding so I could (finally) meet his parents, Carl and Pam. We were staying with Brett’s parents for that week, as we finalized plans for our nuptials the following Saturday, also in Miami.

In a surprising development, Brett’s father had been taking advantage of multiple opportunities to feel me up and grab my tits, ass and pussy ever since we arrived. I didn’t want to ruin our visit or the upcoming wedding, so I didn’t’ say anything to Brett. As it played out, on the 3rd day of our stay Carl had ended up fucking me from behind on the chaise lounge by the pool.

To be fair, Brett’s dick is a nice size – about 10”, when fully erect – and we had a great sex life. But by the pool that day, I found out that Carl’s cock was even bigger – a full 12 hard inches – and I had been swept away by the enormity of it. None-the-less, after Carl had hammered me to multiple orgasms with his huge prick, I had told him that it was a one-time thing between us. He didn’t exactly agree, per se, but he seemed to accept it.

Over the next few days leading up to the wedding on Saturday, Carl still managed to cop a feel whenever we were in proximity to each other. In the kitchen, he’d reach around from behind and grab both of my 34E boobs, squeeze and massage them for a while, before releasing them and moving on. Other times he’d pinch a nipple, or stick a hand between my legs and rub my pussy lips a bit as we passed each other in the hallway. Whenever we were lounging by the pool, he’d find an excuse to rub suntan lotion on me and always managed to sneak in a caress of my breast or ass, even slipping a finger into my vagina when no one was looking.

One day he snuck into the bathroom while I was showering and climbed into the shower with me. I had told Carl (and myself) that the poolside fuck was a one-time thing, but when he stepped into the shower with me, I couldn’t take my eyes of his throbbing prick. It was already standing straight out from his torso, fully erect, just begging to be played with.

I said “What the fuck are you doing, Carl?”, as I sort of automatically reached out a hand and started stroking his hard staff.