The Sins of the Bakery - Part 02

An unexpected visit from the father-in-law. Some time after that inexplicable adventure with Janos, Odette went back to her usual life, alternating time between the sewing workshop and her home, interspersing, of course, a few minutes a day for a stroll in the sex shop where it all began ... And even under the curious eyes of the attendant, who looked more like a spoiled teenager who was content to masturbate in the darkness of her room, she had gotten used to wandering around the gondolas and displays examining in detail some items, let's say, <unk> interesting<unk>. And it was on one of those days that she was surprised when, upon arriving at her home, she ran into George ... explaining: George was Odete's father-in-law, Nestor's father who lived in a small town in the interior and whom she had not seen since the death of her husband. Moreover, she and George were not very close, since George attributed his son's personal failure to the ill-fated marriage with Odete and, since then, they avoided each other whenever possible. Odette was astonished to see her father-in-law standing at the gate of her house; he had a small handbag and had the unfailingly lit cigarette between his fingers and waved to her as soon as he saw her. Odette returned the nod, hurrying the step, for the curiosity to see her father-in-law again and to know the reasons why he was there, consumed her bowels. More surprising still was the embrace and the affectionate kiss on the face that George dedicated to his daughter-in-law ... strangely he was very affable and docile, behavior not consonant with that always haughty and proud man in his life. After a few moments of complete discomfort, Odette invited Jorge to come in and ran to the kitchen in order to prepare a fresh coffee for both of them. Minutes later both were sitting in the living room, savoring the freshly brewed drink. Jorge put the cup on the center table and after lighting another cigarette, apologized for the surprise visit and said that he had done this because he needed to perform some tests in the city and did not want to stay in a hotel that his daughter-in-law was already so close ... the man's voice denounced some concern. Odette asked him about the exams, but Jorge preferred not to talk, asking only that she allow him to spend a few days in her house, if this would not bother her. Odette took a deep breath and after pondering that there was no reason for both of them to harbor any kind of grudge, agreed to the request, informing only that the only available room was in the back of the house, in an edicule that her husband had built a few months before he died; Jorge accepted willingly and after talking a little more, he asked permission to collect himself. While her father-in-law was getting settled in the back room, Odette hurried to her suite to get clean sheets, since that room had never been occupied by anyone; there was only a rough bed, a servant's hutch, an old chest of drawers, a wardrobe, and Nestor's beloved old tube television. Odette hurried to get clean sheets, pillows, and towels, and brought them to her father-in-law. However, as she was getting close to the room, she noticed the door ajar. The light that emanated from the interior of the room allowed her to see what was going on there; and what was her surprise to see her father-in-law completely naked ... and for his age (over sixty) he still had a body, she thought ... well-groomed legs and a firm butt adorned a body without belly or stretch marks ... but, to Odette's surprise, what made her out of breath was when George turned around showing an enormous roll! It was a huge member and its thickness was even to taste (something bigger than Janos's, she pondered). Suddenly, Odette realized that George had sensed her presence and looked at her without any restraint or ceremony... that gesture left the widow bewildered and an atmosphere of uneasiness formed between them. Without wasting time, Odette pretended that nothing had happened and approached a little closer to the door avoiding looking at her father-in-law's scroll and extending to him the garnishes that had been set aside for him. George thanked her and said that he would leave early the next day, returning only in the late afternoon. They parted without much formality, and Odette ran to her room, thinking about that huge peacock that was in the back room. Already in bed, she wondered how her father-in-law with that corpse and that peacock could have remained alone after the death of his wife. He was not to be thrown away and, moreover, had a stable and quiet financial life. Even considering his exaggerated haughtiness and pride, George was an affable and talkative person, ... how was it possible, then, that he remained alone for so long! Those thoughts and the image of that fantastic role operated a huge boner in Odette and she saw no alternative but to break a lonely consolation. Carefully, she took off her sweater and then opened the servant-mute drawer from which she took a small vibrator, like <unk>rabbit<unk>, (another souvenir bought from the store forever!), then began to rub it in the region of the big lips until she felt her vagina was lubricated. The moment Odette found that her vagina already resembled a small pond, with the other hand she opened her lips revealing the clitoris almost tripled in size and volume directing the attention of her little instrument to massage it with a certain intensity. She remained there, tense and excited, massaging her clitoris and waiting for the expected climax that was not long in coming, forcing her to groan softly while her body experienced a prolonged spasm that forced her feet to stretch almost painfully. Finally, she breathed deeply and then fell asleep, naked as she was. In the morning, Odette woke up a little later than usual and after a long and relaxing bath got dressed and went to the kitchen to prepare her breakfast. As soon as she got there she noticed a small note on the table. She took it in her hands and it was from her father-in-law; it said: "Good morning, Nurina, I wanted to say goodbye before I left, but I saw that you were sleeping soundly and so I didn't disturb you. I'm going to spend the rest of the day outside. I'm just going back to bed". Odette's blood froze in her veins. Did George go to her room and see her naked? And worse, did he see her toy? The seamstress was almost out of breath thinking about the shame of being caught by her father-in-law naked and with obscenities. The morning meal barely came down her throat, and Odette went to the workshop thinking about the shame she was feeling at the possibility of her father-in-law having witnessed her daughter-in-law's passion. The day went on tense with Odette becoming irritated with almost everything happening around her. And at the end of the afternoon she was very hesitant to go home ... after all, Her George would be there! And what would she do with her shame! Anyway, resigned, Odette returned home, finding that her father-in-law had not yet returned. She breathed a sigh of relief, imagining that the later he arrived, the better it would be for both of them. Odette prepared her evening meal and after zipping through the cable TV channels, she decided that the best thing would be to sleep ... sleep to forget ... During the night she was haunted by nightmares where Jorge appeared as a member of the Holy Inquisition, ordering that she be burned alive! She woke up startled, not just once, but several times and in all of them did not have the courage to go to the back of the house to check if her father-in-law had returned. In the morning, another note... this one more serious. <unk>Good morning, Odette. I'm very busy with my commitments here. Forgive me, but I don't think we'll see each other much. Be at peace<unk>. The seamstress's mind traveled through dark places; surely Jorge had seen something that had left him uncomfortable or disturbed, which is why he was avoiding her. <unk>What a shame<unk>, she thought... even though not dying of love for her father-in-law, Odette had a certain affection for him and didn't want a bad impression to remain between them. For Odette, not meeting her father-in-law had a good and a bad side; the good side was that not seeing George meant that she would not feel ashamed when she had to face him (naked and with a consolation!); the bad side had to do with the fact that the climate between them would never be the same again (imagine! Naked and with a consolation!). Swallowing dry and praying that when this meeting was inevitable it would take place in an atmosphere of understanding (Noah, yes ... with a consolation, yes, but ... satisfied! After all, she was a widow!). And the fatal thing happened! It was Friday. Odette came home and found her father-in-law sitting in the living room. On the table was a bottle of wine with two glasses (!). Odette, surprised, asked what was happening. Odette didn't know what to think, or even what to do. After a few minutes of relaxation, Jorge handed her a glass of wine and confided the reason for his visit to the city; during a routine examination with his doctor, he noted the possibility that Jorge had a tumor that would require more thorough examinations that forced him to come. But today the results came back and it's nothing serious, just something that can be treated with medication... without hospitalizations or surgeries! Odette rejoiced at her father-in-law; not without first reprimanding him for having faced such a situation alone. Jorge, in a low voice, apologized, but justified it by saying that he did not want to cause him problems and that now everything was fine. They ate pizza (which was a delight!), and sipped not just one but two bottles of wine. They laughed, played and talked amenities. For a moment, Odette thought that she had gotten rid of the shame about that night, because, after all, Jorge was euphoric with the good news he had received. But suddenly everything changed ... - How about a kiss on the father-in-law to congratulate him on the good news, huh, sister-in-law? <unk> George's voice was muffled under the effect of alcohol, and he had gotten so close to Odette that he could feel the heavy breath of wine and smoke and the silly hand resting on his thigh. Odette, even knowing of her father-in-law's exasperated euphoria, did not hesitate to turn his face away from hers and at the same time force him to take his hand off her thigh. And when the father-in-law insisted on the audacity, Odette saw no other remedy but to apply a sound slap to his face. She feared for her luck if George reacted (he was still a strong and vigorous man), but for her luck he preferred to back off, apologizing for the excess. What followed was a heavy and silent atmosphere between the two of them; Odette felt completely bewildered by the situation and could see in her father-in-law's face that he also did not feel good about what he had done. After some laziness and coughing, George got up saying that he was going to collect himself and reiterated his apologies to the daughter-in-law who gladly accepted, concluding that the best thing to do also for her was to go to the room and sleep ... sleep and forget that audacity, that weather, ... that huge pin of the father-in-law! The night was tense, and Odette could hardly fall asleep... the words of her father-in-law, that warm and strong hand... that huge roll! All this seemed like a merry-go-round in her mind. She wanted to sleep, wanted to forget, but everything seemed very difficult... and then Odette fell asleep, overcome by fatigue and by the wine that operated its inexplicable magic. Odette was dreaming of Janos and the delightful experience of having submitted to that Greek god when she felt a warm hand squeezing her breasts... she thought the dream was all too real, until she was startled by the grave, masculine voice of someone who now shared her bed... she almost died of fright upon finding that it was George, her father-in-law, who was lying behind her, clenching her breasts and rubbing that hard, thick, and oversized thing on her butt. The seamstress tried to react and after some effort managed to get rid of Jorge by pushing him out of the bed. The subject, naked and rolling in laughter, advanced towards Odette when she tried to leave the room; he grabbed her by the arms and after tearing her shirt, threw her back on the bed. Like a maddened faun, Jorge jumped on the daughter-in-law holding her by the arms and dipping his mouth into her nipples. He sucked and sucked with such voracity that he looked like a hungry man. Odette screamed, begged, pleaded, but George was completely out of his mind, and it was he who spoke first. - Now, you hot bitch, I know you saw me naked that night... and in the morning I was sure you liked what you saw... besides, what's wrong with that, you're a widow and so am I! - But, ... but you are my father-in-law ... please, Your Majesty George, let me go, let me go, please! For a long time I coveted you and cursed the luck of my incompetent son to have a woman like you to serve him... look at that! What a delicious body! Come here, you bitch, ... come try the cock of a real male ... come ... I know you want it! Odette didn't understand what was going on inside her; maybe it was the wine, ... maybe it was the boner ... maybe it was that insinuating, big, thick, hard prick pressing on her belly ... maybe it was George's words ... anyway she took a deep breath and gave herself to her father-in-law. They kissed passionately, with George running his hands over Odette's body while she groped for the unforgettable roll. Suddenly, George got up from bed, bringing Odette with him and making her kneel before him. Odette obeyed meekly, looking at that member of unprecedented proportions almost mesmerized by him. -Come on, daddy's little whore... suck that fat roll... put it in your mouth and suck it good, ... come as I command! Odette, who had never experienced such an exciting situation (except with Janos, of course!), held the scroll by its base and with the other hand let it rise to the height of her mouth, swallowing as much of its extension as she could. She sucked and licked that scroll, leaving it licked with her saliva. George, in turn, impatient and seized by an unparalleled horny, grabbed her by the hair and began to simulate penetration movements in her mouth, shoving everything he could. Twice Odette choked with the roller rubbing her gluttony and when she found herself standing by her hair. George's eyes were injected and his expression was of pure sexual fury ... it seemed that he was extravagating all the sexual fury repressed by so many years of abstinence. And Odette was his victim. He dragged her to the bed where, using the rags of his sweater, he tied his hands up, threw her brutally onto the bed, climbed on top of her, and began to rub his exaggerated glans on Odette's large vaginal lips. -Now you'll see what a real man is, you little whore! My son didn't have anything like that, it's not... let's say right away, ...confess that mine is much better than his! Speak right away, you bitch! -Yes, you big macho man! That roll is all good! Big, thick and hard, ... now stop talking and put it right in my sketch, ... I want it! Go on, you brute! <unk> Odette didn't know where she got the strength to utter those words whose obscenity bordered on total insanity; but, the truth was that she had also been taken by the maddening stubbornness of her father-in-law. She wanted to climb a lot with him, she wanted to be fucked by him until he couldn't anymore! With a quick and steady motion, George thrust a good part of his roll into the vagina of his daughter-in-law who screamed with pain and excitement at the same time. It was a very large member that seemed to tear her inside, but she still wanted more! Boldly, Odette projected her body upwards, forcing the penetration of that enormous member and twisting herself with the excitement that that gesture provoked in her. George persisted in his penetration, and within a few minutes his coil was buried in his daughter-in-law's vagina. He proceeded to beat her with unrestrained violence; these were intense, vigorous back-and-forth movements with a surprising agility for a man in his sixties. Odette writhed beneath him, sometimes throwing her pelvis against the attacking limb, sometimes strategically retreating, leaving the male to make all the effort. They copulated for longer than they can imagine and the sweat ran down their bodies. George showed no sign of weakness and his physical strength impressed his daughter-in-law who delighted in being fucked by such a powerful male. Odette mocked several times and in each of them announced a moaning groan soon after. Tell me, tell me... isn't a man's cock the best thing in the world for a fiery woman like you? - Ah! Delicious, you freak! Go, sink deeply that delicious roll, ... I love this pint filling me completely! Do not stop ... do not stop for anything in this world, ... Ahnn! I will have fun again, you kid! There was a moment when George relented, announcing that he was about to mock, and although Odette almost begged him to fill her vagina, the father-in-law refused. I'll make fun of you in your mouth, and you'll swallow it, you fiery whore! Then he got off Odette's back and pulled her by the hair forcing her to get down on her knees again in front of that droopy and still very hard roll. George began to masturbate, but it did not take long for Odette, given the size of the instrument, and taking advantage of both hands now free, to replace it, vigorously rubbing the mast of the father-in-law. George groaned like an animal in the heat and the spasms of his body gave clear signs that the orgasm was very close ... and he finally enjoyed sticking the pin in the mouth of his daughter-in-law and holding her by the hair in order to prevent any retreat. Odette felt the hot, viscous semen projecting into her mouth, hitting her throat, forcing her to swallow at the risk of choking with so much volume that her father-in-law's penis was spreading in strong and powerful jets. The last bursts made George faint with his legs babbling and still holding his daughter-in-law by the hair collapsed with her on the bed. They both fell asleep almost immediately. Still during the dawn, Odette woke up, realizing that she and her father-in-law were hugging tightly together in bed... and she felt very good, satisfied and fulfilled at having, again, a male in her bed... went back to sleep. She drew some reaction, but she knew that her father-in-law's physical strength and determination were invincible. Jorge then pulled her to the edge of the bed with her butt up, intending something that terrified Odette's mind <unk> yes, she knew what her father-in-law's intentions were. - Now, you little bitch, your darling father-in-law is going to get you... I'm going to do what my loose son should never have even tried... you're going to feel the power of that male tearing your little ass! Odette tried to mumble a plea, but it was too late; she looked back and saw that her father-in-law had spit on the huge instrument and was now coming toward her, determined to stick that huge thing in her daughter-in-law's little hole! Holding her by the hips, George brushed the little ring with the glans allowing an exchange of liquids to greet his target; and with a single movement he stuck his head, making Odette scream in a muffled way. - Calm down, my little bitch ... be very calm, ... if you do not relax the thing will hurt much more! Saying this, he struck violently shoving almost half of the instrument into the bowels of Odette who was crying profusely, such was the intensity of the pain she was feeling ... that roll was much greater than that of Janos, and even having already gone through a previous experience, Odette could not control the feeling of pain of being penetrated by such a large and thick pinto. Jorge continued with his advance until he realized that there was no more room to continue and a small piece of the pike was left out. He then proceeded to beat his daughter-in-law's ass with the same vigor with which he had attacked her vagina, and still listening to Odette's stifled lamentations, he remained merciless and voracious. He held himself by the bound hands and by the hair he held in the form of a mane, pulling back furiously like the rider who controls his mount. Once again they copulated until the time was lost and the pain was replaced by pleasure <unk> yet too late and insufficient to suppress the discomfort caused by the majestic role of the sexagenarian <unk> causing Odette's weeping and lamentations to be gradually transformed into muffled moans of pleasure and of desire. And the enjoyment of it came, ...intense and difficult to describe, since it was a wave that mixed pain with satisfaction and that was succeeded by another ... and another ... and another ... and others until Odette felt that he was going to descend from so much pleasure. Finally, George whispered in his daughter-in-law's ear that he was going to ejaculate, but that this time he wanted to do it on his skin and even without waiting for an assertive, pulled the stick out causing a huge relief in the body (and in the back) of Odette, massaging him uncontrollably, until he felt the spasms that announced an intense and as voluminous ejaculation as the previous one, licking the back, the hair and the buttocks of his daughter-in-law who was silently delighted with that hot semen flowing over her sweaty skin. When the sun entered Odette's room through the window whose curtains were half open, her eyes were struck by its brightness, forcing her to open them revealing that a new day was beginning. Odette turned to the other side of the bed and, puzzled, realized that she was alone. She assumed, just for a brief moment, that it might all have been a dream, but the small bloodstains on the sheet and a certain discomfort in her anus, testified to her that the previous night had really happened! But where was her father-in-law after all? Unconcerned about her nakedness, Odette ran to the back room, finding that it was completely empty... George had left... she felt sad about it and as she returned to her room stalled her steps in the kitchen at the sight of a small box on the table flanked by an envelope. Odette took the box in her hands and what was not her surprise to see its contents: it was a beautiful jewel; a necklace adorned with a fairy made of gold! She took the envelope in her hands and withdrew the message that was inside. It was from her father-in-law and, as always, it was quite objective. I had to leave, because my business is waiting for me. This mime is a little reminder of the wonderful night when I climbed with my dear sister-in-law. It was a fuck so much! I loved it. When I can come back to repeat the experience. Affectionate kiss from your father-in-law who has always been crazy with passion for you. Lucky wretch, that Nestor! <unk>. Odette's eyes got dizzy ... she never expected such an attitude, especially coming from her father-in-law, a sexagenarian and very well gifted. She felt for a new opportunity of that vigorous scroll in her insides, making her mother-in-law's little whore! Later that day, Odette had already taken a comforting bath and was savoring her breakfast when the doorbell rang loudly. She went to the door and through the window saw that it was the postman. She went to the gate being informed that there was a package for her. Another box (?). After fulfilling the formalities of practice, Odette ran back inside ... she was curious about that new and unexpected correspondence. She opened her eyes in astonishment to see that inside the box there was a huge silicone penis and another necklace, this one of silver, with a small ornament, also of silver, that simulated a tiny penis in a state of rest hanging on its balls. She also saw that there was a note ... she thought it was from Jorge, ... but it was from Janos! So you liked the present, I mean both this one and the visit of the fucked-up father-in-law, and then you'll tell me everything in detail. Odette was at a loss for words. She didn't know whether to laugh or be enraged at Janos' petulance. Who was he, after all? What did he want with her? Just to have fun? To make her his sexual object? Odette weighed all the possibilities, but after almost having a huge headache, she concluded that this was not relevant ... at least not as long as Janos made her so happy and fulfilled ... and if he was responsible for her father-in-law's <unk>visitinha<unk>, he could not have provided her with such an exciting and pleasure-filled adventure ... In the end, Odette followed her life, waiting for what was yet to come to be ... which, no matter, she was ready to feel alive!