My Boyfriend's Father Raped Me

Before I married my husband Richard, he was still living with his parents. He had just got out of the Marines and just got a job. He met me in a go go bar. I was a dancer. He bought me drinks to talk to me and sent me flowers. I decided to go out with him. He took me to dinner then straight to a motel and we fucked most of the night. After that, he would take me back to his parents house, after they had gone to bed.

We would fuck on the couch. His parents slept upstairs. I was always concerned his parents would know what we were doing. After we had sex Richard always fell asleep. So, one night after we fucked he fell asleep an I went to the bathroom. It was downstairs where we were. I went in the bathroom and his father grabbed me and covered my mouth as he held my arms behind me.

He said, "Don't make a sound." He held me close to him with a very tight bear hug grip. He pushed up my dress and pulled down my panties. I said, "Please don't do this." "Hush, don't talk." He kicked my feet apart and stuck his dick in my cum filled pussy. He slid right in. He had a bigger dick than Richard. Then he held my arms back and fucked me so hard, he made me cum. Richard didn't made me cum tonight. I'd never been fucked like that. I liked how long his sick was.

He said, "You fucked my son tonight didn't you honey?" "I feel his load in your pussy." "Do you fuck him every time you guys go out?" "Do you always come here to fuck?" "If so, maybe I'll wait in the bathroom again." I didn't say anything. He told me he came downstairs while we were fucking an he watched us. He said he was in the bathroom jacking off when I came in. Then he said, "But, I was much happier fucking you than jacking off." "I like your pussy, it's pretty tight on my dick." "The wife ain't interested in sex much anymore."

He's fucking me this whole time. It feel great especially, after he made me cum again. Oh my gosh, my boyfriend's father is fucking me. I can't tell him, can I? I feel him getting harder and swelling up. He said, "I'm gonna fill your pussy up honey." "Ahhhhhh,hhhhhhh,oohh." He rammed into me and held it as he cum. I felt him shooting stream after stream of cum in me.

He let go of my arms and pulled out of me. He reached around and rubbed my clit. Patting my pussy he said, "Thank you baby, I'm gonna sleep so good tonight, thanks to your sweet pussy." Then he walked out the door. Their stairs didn't make any noise. I didn't hear him going back up and the stairs were right by the bathroom. I sat down to pee an a ton of cum ran out of me. I wiped up then went back to the couch. Richard was still asleep.

I woke him up and told him I had to go home. I kept thinking about if I should say something but, knew I couldn't jeopardise him and his dad's relationship so, I didn't say anything. I told Richard I didn't wanna fuck at his parents house anymore. He was looking for an apartment. He found one then be ask me to marry him. So, we got married.

We just ran off and got married one day an we didn't tell his parents or mine. We went to his parents every weekend. I felt very awkward around his dad. His dad started grabbing my titties whenever he had the chance. I would wash the dishes and he would come in for more coffee he'd grind his dick up against my butt and squeeze my titties.

He would say nasty things to me. Like, "I'd love to eat your pussy and make you cum." Or, "I'd like for you to ride my dick so, I could suck your tits while I fuck you." He ask me, "Do you like to suck dicks, I'd love to shoot my load down your throat."

Sometimes when he said these things to me my pussy would get so wet. I still remembered how he made me cum and how good it felt. He needed to stop saying these things an I need to stop thinking about it. As hard as I scolded myself, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Richard's dad was just so forceful.

He came by the apartment real early one morning an I wasn't expecting him to do that. I opened the door an in he came. He knew Richard was at work. I said, "Why are you here?" He said, "I think you know." Then he grabbed me. He had me in a bear hug walking me backwards into our bedroom. I was telling him, "We're not doing this, you have to get out." He just kept doing what he wanted.

It was in a nightgown. He pulled the back of my panties down as he laid me on the bed. He was on top of me. He jerked my panties down as he unzipped his pants. I started to roll over to get up and he pushed me back down. He didn't have any underwear on. His dick was out and hard. I'm pushing him away as he pulls my legs down so my pussy is at the edge of the bed. He pushed my panties the rest of the way off.

I'm telling him "No, don't do this, please." "Come on honey, I know you liked my dick an I loved your pussy." "Just let me get it in you an you'll calm down." "You wanna cum don't you baby, I made you cum remember?"
Then, he forced his dick in my pussy. He rammed it in deep. I gave up . It felt so good. So big and hard and longer than Richard's. He fucking me and looking at me with such a wild intense look.

He pushed up my nightgown and was squeezing my titties then, he started sucking on them. He twisted my nipples so hard I cried out. He smiled when I did. He rammed his dick in hard and made me cum on it. "Yeah, that feels better don't it?" "It always feels better when you cum." "I just let him do what he wanted. I knew I couldn't stop him. He was strong as a bull.

I couldn't help it, I love being fucked by him. I just hope Richard never finds out.What would he say and how would he feel. I was terrified it would hurt his relationship with his dad. Richard loved him so much. He was an only child. He was getting ready to cum and he cum a lot again. Wow, Richard don't cum as much as his dad does. It was losing out of my pussy immediately.

I told him he had to leave. He didn't argue with me. I don't know where he told his wife he was going. So, he left an I cleaned up my pussy. I was washing it and touched my clit. It was still hard. I gently rubbed my finger over it and thought about how he had forced his dick in me an I cum on my fingers. I calmed down by the time Richard got home. He wanted to fuck as soon as he took a shower. He didn't say anything so, I guess I wasn't slimy.

I felt guilty. I wasn't sure what I was gonna do about Richard's dad. We only had one car so, a few days later he came by again, early in the morning. I didn't answer the door. I wasn't positive it was him but, I was pretty sure. I'm trying to avoid him as much as possible. And again, about a week later he came by about lunch time. I wasn't expecting anyone so, I didn't answer. That was working for me.

He hasn't caught me alone again. I'm thankful.