Seduction and Greed - A Parent's Wish!

There was a sweet fragrance in the air, and for the first time in my life I was able to perceive it, to feel it not only in my nostrils, but in my whole body; a soft sound of violins, harps and accordions filled my ears with an evil music that relaxed all my muscles and nerves... I was in full ecstasy..., and it was at that moment that it arrived! I was naked and deliciously provocative; a body of stunning shapes, the silhouette of which giggled as it walked toward me. "No", I thought, "that can't be..., I can't do that! It's wrong!" But the flesh had already been weakened for a long time, and I, unable to resist further that temptation in the form of a beautiful woman, realized that I was about to succumb to the unholy surrender of carnal desire to consume me and her in an explosion of sex, desire and lust! My mind was clouded and my being unable to sketch out any reaction other than to take her in my arms, seduce her and possess her. She stopped when she was so close to me that I could feel the warmth of her skin, her fragrant scent and her sweet breath vaporizing my lips. Tired of the physical and mental resistance that still haunted my soul, I fell prostrate in the armchair behind me. She did not beg; she came even closer and sat on me, bending my body between her rigid legs and whose softness I needed to feel; her lips landed on mine begging me to kiss her ..., that sweet breath seemed capable of intoxicating any mortal <unk> including me <unk> and even wishing not to do so, I gave myself to a warm, ardent and voluptuous kiss. In a few minutes, curious, cowardly hands snaked through her velvety skin, searching for every secret, every detail, exploring every possibility of giving and receiving pleasure. She pulled her lips away from mine, to then offer me her stuffy nipples that looked more like rough-shelled berries, but full of flavor ..., the taste of horny. And I sucked those nipples making them even more creepy and hard and listening to the soft and contained groans of her who, time after time, bent her face towards me, whispering provocations in my ear. I felt my member become so hard that its pulsation became painful with a certain gentleness, while the glans gently pressed the big lips of her vagina that from such moisture splashed on it some hot and viscous droplets. She leaned even further raising her butt and lowering it towards the mast letting it be touched by the big lips in an unparalleled provocation. I closed my eyes at the moment when she started moving back and forth, causing her vagina to crawl on my dick, provoking me and stoking my desire to fuck her. I held her by the waist with the firmness of a male who takes his female to possess her in no uncertain terms and with a vigorous movement, I made my glans fit perfectly between the big lips, finding the small wet hole and threateningly wanting to penetrate it ..., I held her even more firmly and then threw my pelvis upwards causing my roll to invade her vagina. She whispered in my ear, as her hands stroked my unkempt hair down the back of my head. I felt a spasm go through my body, followed by a delicious shiver that operated the involuntary act of raising my pelvis, projecting my cock even further into her bowels. And she groaned louder. I was afraid that she would hear me, and I tried to control her by placing my hand over her mouth; she did not merely obey my command, licking her palm and nibbling between her fingers; that made me even more excited, and I let her groan as much as she wanted, while I concentrated on fucking that youthful girl whose experience seemed limited but promising. Still projecting my pelvis against her lower abdomen, I strove to make the entire length of my roll be accommodated by her, proceeding to execute up and down movements, striking with force and desire, which was rewarded by her with movements, initially timid, in the opposite direction. It was not long before she lost all shyness, moving up and down, letting her inner woman emerge with all the eagerness to experience sex without limits and without shame. She moved with the dexterity and agility worthy of an experienced prostitute who, for a good salary, would do anything to satisfy her "client"; and I delighted in it all: a voluptuous young woman of generous ways, sitting on me fucking with such a desire that it was unimaginable that it could be true. I continued to attack that small, tight, wet vagina, even though I felt that the weight of old age was already taking its toll on me; my back hurt and my waist was burning from so much effort; but, nevertheless, I continued ... after all, after so much waiting, so much repressed desire, I could not simply surrender to the physiological demands of human anatomy ..., what I wanted was to fuck that beautiful young woman until my body succumbed just as my soul had already succumbed. We climbed like crazy, feeling the sweat dripping down our skin, bouncing off the armchair as we gasped for breath, and she resisted, but the orgasm came... plentiful, hot and scattered, licking my groin and belly and followed by others, with the same intensity and eloquence decoded into words, whispers and groans coming from a woman in full ecstasy. -Oh, my macho ..., so, go ..., fuck your little whore, fuck ..., fuck that little girl who was crazy to be yours! <unk> She said it with a tone of sincerity almost scary ..., after all, it was wrong! I couldn't! I shouldn't! However, her sweet and sincere words operated a feeling within me that completely transformed me; all my self-control had dissipated into a whirlwind of desire to fuck that young woman, fragrant and full of vitality; I wanted her for myself ..., always wanted, but never could ..., never until that moment! We continued to fuck like wild animals in the heat, not caring about the time or the place or even the possibility of being caught and our promiscuity exposed to the world, as I continued to fondle her vagina, feeling her warm milk trickle down my body, accompanied by her moans and whispers that were sometimes drowned out by my daring kisses that were so well received by that provocative and sensual mouth. I lost count of how many times she made fun of me and I was surprised to realize that my vigor still stood up bravely. I felt that I could fuck her for the rest of that night and also for the next day; I felt the superman, powerful, masculine and virile in a way that I had never felt before ... Suddenly, she jumped back and pulled me with her. Her eyes flashed with the same glow of a wild animal in the heat. She embraced me and asked me to squeeze her into my arms; I did as she asked feeling her heart beating along with mine. Then she disengaged from me and walked to the chair, standing on all fours on it and looking at me over her shoulders. -Come, my horny ..., come fuck me more, I want ..., come fuck your hot ..., that's not what you call me when you dream of me <unk> I was surprised to learn that she knew this peculiarity of mine, but I ignored any useless questions at that time, since that woman of four called me to fuck her! I walked resolutely up to her and let my member find its way into her vagina, which happened naturally; I tightened the entire length of the roll with a single deep stroke, gripping her by the buttocks, whose flesh was crushed between my fingers. She groaned loudly, and once again I let go of any concern, squeezing those rolled buttocks and pushing my dick into her, making her groan even more, rolling her butt and saying how good she was. So I started hitting that vagina with quick, long movements, and every time I did that, she would groan and call me her macho! I felt outside of reality, because I was stocking her vagina without fear, without fear, I had put aside all the shame and all the fear of fucking that woman; it was just the two of us, fucking like crazy, forgotten about the world and reality. Still impressed with my performance, I feared that at any moment I might weaken, surrendering myself, defeated, to an improper mockery; but, to tell the truth, I did not know how to explain how my performance was above average even by my timid standards of a middle-aged man, already advancing towards the third, and so I let myself be intoxicated by the moment, sucking in every groan of hers as if it were the only one and the last. A new sequence of orgasms took over my partner's body and she demonstrated this openly, rolling her wonderful ass, moaning and asking for more loudly. Time went on, inexorably, while I gave pleasure to that beautiful and sensual female ..., until the moment when she pleaded an unusual and unexpected request ... -Oh, I can't take it anymore! Go, you lump, kick that dick in my ass! Fuck your slut's little ass, fuck ..., do it ..., now! <unk> Her voice was completely muffled and the words came out like little sobs, while she rolled her ass, almost forcing my dick to come out of her vagina. I was a man overcome by lust ..., the soft music of the environment invaded my ears and distracted me from reality, making my mind obey only the most primal carnal instinct that exists in any human being ..., and following this instinct, I squeezed her buttocks, pulled the hard, meaty roll from inside her vagina and pointed menacingly at her untouched ass; I pulled the buttocks in opposite directions, leaving the valley formed by them open and cutting through the last untouched stronghold by my stick. She looked over her shoulder and smiled maliciously as she said these words pushing her butt towards the hard roll; and I struck once, with fury and voracity, causing the swollen glans to tear the first resistance of that virgin ring. She screamed, but at the same time she stifled the scream, burying her face in the headrest of the armchair, while she snatched her ass without moving away from the vigorous attack of my pulsating roller. I squeezed her buttocks even tighter and threw her pelvis forward, introducing, little by little, small portions of my hard stick. She moaned and screamed still with her face buried, stifling any denunciation of what we were doing ..., and I delighted in it; a young woman giving herself willingly to the desire of a male older than her, who, at that moment, was tucking her roller into the contracted little ring without caring about anything else! Finally, when I felt my balls land on the thin end of the valley protected by the buttocks, I began to strike with a controlled fury, which more closely resembled the anal intercourse of a man full of passion for the female that had driven him mad for a long time; I struck that hole so many times and with such intensity that, in a very short time, whatever pain she was feeling had become a huge wave of pleasure and satisfaction in being enraptured. Incredibly, she mocked me a few more times and I did not hesitate to lean forward, freeing one of my hands in search of her clitoris which I found completely swollen and thirsty for caresses; I played with it, massaging it between my fingers and squeezing it with my thumb and forefinger. And every time I did that, she moaned and sobbed saying that she wanted even more! Fuck me hot, fuck that ass that was drooling over his cock, fuck me, please! Her words, at that time of events, operated in me an enormous desire to possess a youthful vigor that would allow me to climb with her for the rest of the night, leaving all my senses open and alert: the evil sound in my ears, the smells of passion and desire, mixed with a sweet fragrance in the air invading my nostrils and stimulating my whole being ... My words came out almost involuntarily, operated by the small spasms that ran through my body and the wave of shivers that popped on the surface of my skin, announcing that there was no longer any focus of physical resistance, I needed to mock immediately. -No! Not yet! <unk> she shouted fearfully <unk> Don't joke inside me no ..., come give me that dick that I want to suck ..., you will joke in my face ..., come soon ... She said this as she pushed me back, leaping swiftly from the chair and kneeling in front of me, while her deft hands tended to my throbbing, drooling pike; she held the mast by the base and shoved it into her mouth, sucking with a sigh; her other hand skillfully grabbed my balls and kneaded them gently, at the same time alternating small pinches and scratches with her long nails ..., and that's when I had fun! It was an energetic and abundant delight, the first jets of which were sipped by her gluttonous mouth; but the restricted circumference of her fleshy lips was not able to absorb that hot and viscous mass of semen that seemed to have no end, reaching the point of extravasating through the edges, forcing her to release the half-softened roll and receiving on her face the remainder of that load of male in full drought. As soon as the jets subsided, I pulled her toward me, making her stand up, and without any shame I kissed her passionately; she embraced me and after returning the kiss, looked into my eyes with a sweet and tender expression. -I adored..., you are the male who made me a woman..., believe that..., and when you want I will be yours again! <unk> She uttered these words, kissed me once more and ran towards the door, disappearing behind her. With some difficulty and still naked, I staggered into my adjoining room and collapsed on the bed falling asleep almost immediately, as if my body were disconnected from a socket and a sense of loss of consciousness invaded my being. I awoke with the sun shining in the window and reflecting on my face; the weight of age, coupled with the previous night's exertion, was taking its toll; everything hurt a throbbing pain reflected in my head that seemed, now a balloon full of gas, now a metal box heavy enough to hang painfully over my neck. Suddenly, I remembered ... that day was the day! How could I forget it! Desperately I crawled into the shower letting the warm, invigorating water run through my body long enough to regain some energy to allow me to continue. Before long, I was dressed, in my car, on my way to church. I left the keys in the valet's hands, and with a few hesitant but willing steps, I walked to the front door, listening to the first chords of the wedding ring. I hurried and, bypassing the central nave, found my position next to the godmother, a longtime family friend; we smiled at each other, I wired for the delay and she sort of censuring my inappropriate conduct. At the altar, my son wanted to demonstrate that everything was fine, but I, the best person to describe him, knew that he was so nervous that he could hardly fit into himself. Anyway, as soon as his father-in-law handed him his daughter's hand, everything seemed to be fine and the ceremony went smoothly. About two hours later we were in the richly decorated banquet hall, with several waiters and cumin coming and going with trays of appetizing canapés, drinks, water and soft drinks; I preferred to stand alone in the water, daring a single glass of red Chilean wine that reminded me of the music of the previous night; I half closed my eyes, savoring the drink to the sound that came from inside me ..., I was carried away from this small personal idyll by the warm voice of my son who, coming towards me, embraced me, thanked me for my presence and also for the wedding party that I had sponsored. I returned the embrace, saying that it was the least I could do for my only male child; he grinned coyly and turned back calling for the bride who was surrounded by a band of pirouettes whose bodies seemed to have come out of a magazine of any good shape, exuberant but without content; she heard the call and immediately dislocated herself from the young gunfighters walking towards us. As soon as she arrived, my son hugged her, told her how happy he was, and asked her if she felt the same way. - Very happy and fully fulfilled <unk> she said it with a huge smile on her lips <unk> And you, are you happy too? I looked at her, and for a moment hesitated to answer with the first thing that came to my mind; I pondered, breathed, and then answered with the usual care: After all, you're part of the family now, aren't you? She approached me and embraced me, pressing her lips to my ear and secreting to me angrily: Of course I'm part of the family, father-in-law, and I'll always be at your disposal, whenever and however you want! We smiled at each other and I felt that all fear, all fear had disappeared ..., I was happy, fulfilled and full of satisfaction with my daughter-in-law Catarina! I don't know if they'll be happy forever, but I sure will be!