The Mighty Father‑in‑Law

My name was Natalie Horne, a recently-married young woman with a high libido. Despite my innocent-looking face, I had a figure way hotter than young supermodels. My 36E figure and alluring curves were my husband, Peter Clarke's, favorite indulgence—he could never keep his hands off me at night.Unfortunately, a traffic accident left Peter blind and an invalid, and he was practically useless in bed now. Not only did he struggle to get hard, but even if he could get it up, he only lasted a few seconds.Sometimes, he couldn't even get it in. As time passed, I no longer expected anything from him at all. With nowhere to release my pent-up desires, I had no choice but to secretly rely on the toys I purchased online. Peter could also sense my growing indifference toward him, but he simply assumed I was just too tired out from caring for him. Thus, he suggested that we get his father, a farmer from the countryside, to come over and share the burden with me.The next afternoon, my fat

That hard and heated sensation instantly sent a shudder down my spine. A moan I failed to suppress then escaped my lips.Peter asked, his voice laced with suspicion, "What was that moan for? You sound like you're getting some real action back there." Overwhelmed with guilt, I lied, "I-It's just that you taste so good!" Peter burst into laughter upon hearing that. "You little slut! If you love it so much, go deeper, then." While saying so, he gave a sudden and violent thrust, hitting me right at the back of my throat. I began to choke, the uncomfortable sensation triggering a gag reflex in me. Nevertheless, Peter held my head in place with a tight grip. At the same time, Anthony seized this opportunity to rip my wet panties off me in one swift and powerful move. The sudden rush of cool air against my skin on my lower body sent a wave of uneasiness through me. To do it with my father-in-law would go against every moral principle I knew.Something like this rarely happened in

I had to admit that such an enticing body was enough to make my knees go weak at any time. That being said, I didn't want to go down this sinful path any longer. Moreover, Peter was right by my side at the moment.Anthony noticed how I was gulping repeatedly, and he placed his hands on my thighs and began to feel me up. "No, don't…" I managed, stifling a moan.As I tried pushing him away, I added, "Please, Dad. You have to go. Your son is right next to me."The sight of Peter being fast asleep filled my heart with guilt and uneasiness. "It's fine. He's not going to wake up. Don't worry," Anthony muttered, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down."Natty, you must have been struggling the last few days, so much so that you're having dreams like that. Come on, now. Let me take care of you." "N-No, that's not…"While I refused verbally, the moment I felt how hard and big he was, my body went weak. I couldn't even lift my hands to push him away.Why was I such a slut? I didn't want

I widened my eyes and screamed intuitively, "Are you mad?"The white cane in Peter's hand fell to the floor with a clank. His entire body began to shake. In disbelief, he stuttered, "Dad… The b-b-both of you?"I had never seen Peter like this before. Panicked, I grabbed him by the hand. "D-Darling, listen to me. Let me explain. I can explain. "It was him. He seduced me. He's only accusing me because I refused to do as he said."Peter shoved my hand away in disgust. "Get off me. Don't touch me!""Please give me a chance to explain myself, darling. I really didn't—"Then, he actually burst into tears. He slumped to the floor with his hands over his head, looking extremely fragile and hurt. I felt like my heart was being ripped apart. It was agonizing. I never thought things would end up like this. The situation had become so difficult and out of control.To me, what was more unbelievable was Anthony's actions. What the hell was wrong with him? I lost it. I grabbed Anthony by