My boyfriend’s dad wouldn’t stop trying to seduce me, so we punished him by making him listen to us fuck like animals in his own house. [MF]

So I’m back with another story today! Me (20) and my man (22) have a pretty crazy sex life… I’ve posted twice before on this sub once to tell [the story of how I almost got caught giving my boyfriend](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9tnt6p/i_love_giving_my_boyfriend_road_head_this_time_we/?st=JOAL28I1&sh=9cf19812), Drake, road head and another about how I once [sucked and rode his dick while he talked dirty to a friend/coworker on the phone](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9us6g2/i_sucked_and_fucked_my_boyfriend_while_he_was_on/?st=JOAL2PQG&sh=64ae5549). Both stories resulted in many people asking to hear more, so I went ahead and obliged!

This one is a little more scandalous since it involves my boyfriend’s dad. In order for it to make any sense, you’ll probably need some background/context. If you don’t care about all that feel free to skip ahead to where I said “this is where it gets good!”.

Drake’s parents divorced when he was little because his dad is a serial cheater and eventually his dad remarried. Drake’s step mom and I are pretty close and I used to have coffee with her at their place in the mornings sometimes. She used to tell me about how Drake and his dad have a long standing feud because his dad is jealous and insecure about his son’s life. He didn’t follow a cool dream the way Drake did and instead lives a pretty boring life working a regular 9-5. Although he makes a lot of money he’s constantly angry that Drake is essentially a cooler version of him.

He had a badass motorcycle when he was younger? Drake has a better one.

Drake strongly resembles him? Yes, but he’s taller, better looking, and stronger.

He married an ugly girl so he could feel superior and like she would stay loyal to him. He ruined that marriage and is instead envious of me and Drake’s relationship.

While his dad is miserable because he chose a career he doesn’t really like for the sole purpose of making money, he discouraged Drake from following his music dreams because he would “never make it”. Now he’s pissed that music is Drake’s full time (and surprisingly quite lucrative) job and that he regularly plays shows, tours, records music that plays on the radio, and has fans as well.

His step mother has confided all of this in me but she’s pretty much stuck (for reasons I won’t discuss) with him and kind of has to deal with it. He takes his feelings out by trying to screw him over in any way possible, whether it be financially, legally, personally, etc. and Drake has been fed up with this childish behaviour for a while.

His dad also has always had a habit of hitting on me, even before me and Drake got together. He tries to text, call, and FaceTime me often, invites me over for dinner and wine (just the two of us) , compliments me by telling me I look “cute” and that “I’m too pretty for Drake”, offers to bring me gifts from his overseas business trips, and asks Drake about me when I’m not there. He’s called me sexy, gorgeous, beautiful, and tells Drake all the time that he doesn’t deserve me.

Anyways, so this particular night happened when me and Drake first started dating. We had gone over to his dad’s house to pick up something Drake had left there the last time he visited. His step mom frequently took Drake’s younger sisters out on “girls trips” for the weekend to get away from her crazy husband and this was one of those weekends, so his dad was home alone.

We all got to small talking and Drake’s dad was being particularly touchy. He put a hand on my lower back when he hugged me, told me I get more beautiful every time he sees me, and openly checked me out in front of Drake several times.

In case y’all don’t already know, I’m a pretty short pale girl, with dark hair and a nice plump hourglass figure. I’m a size 8 and I’m soft but I have a distinct waist, large thighs and a fat ass, and pretty big tits (I’m a 34DDD). It was summer still so I was wearing tight army green cutoff jean shorts (I like them Daisy Duke style with a little bit of my ass showing) and a tight black cropped tee shirt. I actually have a [photo](https://imgur.com/gallery/guA2tmV) of me wearing the same outfit from a few months prior, when I was going through a blonde phase, if y’all are interested! ;)

Drake is tall, with a mess of dark curly hair, beautiful blue eyes, and he has a great biker/rocker/skater guy aesthetic complete with tattoos and piercings.

We’re a pretty sexy couple, if I do say so myself, and I can tell his dad is always a little jealous based on the way he speaks about us. When Drake left for a few minutes to use the bathroom, his dad started being very flirtatious and said I should just tell Drake to go home and stay here with him. I was appalled; I genuinely don’t know if he was insane or if he really expected it to work (side note, his last marriage failed because he cheated on his wife with his brother’s fiancée… while they were all living together. YIKES!). Regardless, when Drake came back, I pulled him outside so he could “smoke a cigarette” and I could tell him what was going on.

Drake was immediately furious. It has always been obvious that his dad had a crush on me but him trying to actually seduce me was unacceptable. I think Drake is really sexy when he’s angry, which I know is probably kind of messed up, but something about seeing rage in his eyes makes me wet as fuck.

He immediately went back inside, and with a scarily calm expression and demeanor asked, “Hey, would you mind if we spend the night since it’s getting late? It’s about a 30 minute drive back to the apartment and I don’t feel like going that far right now.”

His dad looked surprised but said, “of course.” To which Drake responded with a gracious smile and thanks.

We soon headed off to bed and I followed Drake upstairs, not really sure what was going on. I felt like since he was so angry with his dad, he would have wanted to get away from him and go home. The fact that I was about to get fucked became pretty obvious to me when Drake closed the door behind me, locked it, and said, “Get on the fucking bed.”

THIS IS WHERE IT STARTS TO GET GOOD YALL!

I felt my pussy begin to pulse with excitement and did as I was told. I’m always a good girl for him, after all, and I was never one to not follow an order. Drake climbed on top of me and we started kissing. It was hot, sloppy, and intense with a lot of tongue and moaning. Something about being in his high school bed where I knew he had fucked plenty of girls before made me even hornier than normal. He crept his hands up my shirt and under my bra and began playing with my pierced nipples and grinding against me.

Within a few minutes our clothes started coming off and pretty soon I was laid out in front of him, my legs spread and eagerly waiting for his touch. I had shaved earlier that day since we had been on a date and I assumed I was going to be getting dicked down, I just wasn’t expecting it to go like this.

Drake leaned forward, his piercing gaze locking with mine, and slowly started to play with my clit, which was throbbing and begging for attention. I tried to stifle my moan by covering my mouth with my hand, but he ripped it away and growled, “No. I want him to hear you.”

My eyes widened and I nodded. His dad’s room was directly below his and the walls were thin as air… I knew any sound I made would carry downstairs and apparently that was exactly what Drake wanted. We also both have extremely filthy mouths in bed so it was a perfect opportunity. He started touching me again and this time I let out a loud, “Oh my gooooooood!”

Drake grinned wickedly and kept touching me, sliding his nimble fingers into my slick pussy. He curled them up and rubbed my g-spot making me thrash and squeal with pleasure. Getting down in between my legs he started to lick up and down my pussy and circle my clit with his tongue. I fucking LOST it. I’m a squirter and since we’ve been together a while now, Drake knows my body inside out and I was spraying juices all over his face and the bed within a few minutes.

Once I was sufficiently soaked, Drake wrapped his hand around a handful of my hair and gripped the base of his now rock hard cock, and pushed it into my eager open mouth. I gave him the loudest messiest blowjob of my life. My gags and choking sounds could probably be heard on the other side of the house.

I would open my mouth as wide as I could, stick my tongue out as far as it would go, and then shove his dick as far back into my throat as I could get it, bobbing my head up and down and making him groan with pleasure. His grip on my hair didn’t falter once.

Pretty soon he was harder than I’d ever seen him. I love when Drake gets possessive over me and the situation was actually really turning me on, so when I came up for air I looked up at him with wide eyes, drool running down my chin and said, “You know your dad would love it if I sucked his cock like this.”

I saw rage and arousal flash across his face and he yanked me up by my hair, then slammed me face first into the bed. He positioned himself behind me and pulled my ass up so my back was arched and it was in the air, my pussy begging for attention. Drake pulled my face up, wrapped a hand around my chin and throat and said, “That mouth and that pussy are both mine. No one else gets to use them but me.”

His voice was low and angry and the grip on my face slowly lowered so that his hand was around my throat, beginning to close.

“Who do you belong to?” He growled.

I let out a quiet squeak. “You.”

Drake raised a hand and suddenly smacked me on the ass, hard enough for the slap to echo around the room. I yelped and tried to get away but his grip on my hair was too strong.

“I said, who do you belong to?”

This time I was louder. “You, Daddy!”

He smacked my ass again, harder this time and the heat traveled all over my whole body.

“Louder.”

“You Daddy, I belong to you!” I cried out. Drake chuckled, seeming satisfied with my response.

“Good girl.”

Then he took his cock in his hand, teasing my slit for a few seconds before shoving the whole thing in all at once, giving me no room to adjust.

I shrieked in pain and pleasure, my pussy stretched open too quickly. Drake started fucking me HARD. I had never been fucked like that before. He kept spanking me and pulling my hair while repeatedly punching my g spot with the head of his dick. I was cross eyed from the overwhelming delight. Nothing made me happier than getting my pussy absolutely obliterated by him.

“You’re such a good little slut for me,” he grunted, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder.

“Yes, I’m your little slut!” I moaned. The slapping sounds of our bodies colliding over and over filled the room and I knew that Drake’s dad absolutely had to be able to hear me getting my brains fucked out.

I usually squirt multiple times when we have sex and this time was certainly no exception. Feeling the familiar tensing of my muscles, I shouted, “Oh god I’m gonna squirt!”

Drake pulled his cock out of me for just a moment to allow me to squirt my juices all over the two of us and the bed, before sticking it right back in and continuing to fuck me.

After a few minutes, he pulled out again, grasped my hips and flipped me over quickly onto my back. My tits bounced and jiggled and Drake’s mouth was on them immediately.

“God your tits are fucking amazing,” he growled, sucking and biting my nipples and playing with them.

My legs were spread out and he reached both his arms under my back, wrapping them around me. He pushed his dick back into my tight hole and I hissed again at the feeling of being filled up.

Drake was humping me like a horny dog, his whole body was pressed against me and he kept saying things like, “Everyone wants to fuck you, even my dad, but I’m the one who owns this pussy. It’s all fucking mine.”

I was in a complete state of bliss by this point and the new position was just as mean to my g spot as getting it from the back. Wanting to make his dad even more jealous, I screamed, “Only other girls get to share it with you, right daddy?”

“That’s right, baby girl. They can lick your pussy or rub theirs on it, but no one else gets to fuck you like this.”

Drake kissed up my throat and face and sucked on my neck and collar bone, peppering me with tiny love bites. I couldn’t take it and started begging, “Please Daddy, pull your cock out so I can squirt again.”

He did and I squirted everywhere a third time. By this point the bed was soaked and I was dying for a legitimate orgasm.

“Daddy I need to cum,” I pleaded. Drake smiled and sat up straight, looking down at me with a smirk, admiring my naked body laid out in front of him. He continued to fuck me, throwing a leg over his shoulder and beginning to rub my clit with his thumb. He was destroying my pussy and I was loving it.

The bed was slamming against the wall. Our groans, grunts, and cries of pleasure were loud and definitely being received by Drake’s dad directly below us.

He continued the steady rhythm and began saying things like, “I bet my dad is pissed having to hear you get fucked by me when he wants you so bad” and “he probably jerks off all the time thinking about your pretty little pussy or your perfect mouth wrapped around his dick and you calling HIM daddy.”

It was so taboo and such a turn on that it didn’t take much of that before I was throwing my head back, screaming “OH DADDY IM CUMMING!” While the waves of ecstasy washed over me.

For some reason when Drake continued to fuck and rub me through the orgasm, I just kept cumming and cumming. Typically I become too sensitive after a few seconds but I came hard and long, my legs and arms thrashing around violently, and it was enough to push Drake to the edge as well.

“Oh yeah, baby your pussy feels so fucking good!” He came inside me suddenly, his dick throbbing while he filled me with his load. Drake pumped me full of his cum and then pulled his cock out, which was now covered in both our juices, dripping, and still hard as fuck.

“I’m still hard,” he said. “Get on your knees and suck it.”

I eagerly crawled over, my clit still burning and sensitive from the insane orgasm I’d just had. The taste of our cum mixed together and the feeling of it running down the inside of my thighs was absolutely delicious. I sucked him off again, using my hands to help jerk him off and play with his balls. He was in fact still maintaining a raging boner and once I had sufficiently cleaned off his cock he laid back and demanded that I get on top of him and ride it.

With a “Yes sir!” I straddled his waist and slid down onto it slowly, working it with my pussy lips. We started fucking like animals again and I was bucking wildly while he gripped and smacked my ass and tits around.

I decided I was going to get a little mean, for the sake of a good time, and said, “Oh daddy you feel so amazing. Your dad could never fuck me this good!”

Drake laughed mirthlessly and grasped my waist, thrusting up into me and pushing me down so he could get as deep in my guts as possible. The post orgasmic sensitivity was making every nerve in my body feel electrified from the sensation of his cock rubbing up against my insides.

“You’re a good little cock slut, honeypuppies,” he said. I was bouncing furiously, my tits slapping together and my ass and thighs jiggling with every thrust. My hands were on his chest for support and I looked down at him, his beautiful face arranged in an expression of pure intoxication. His lips were parted, his gorgeous eyes glazed over and gazing into mine; the pupils were dilated and I could tell he was a having a hard time focusing. His messy curls were splayed out around his head like a halo.

I was so aroused just from looking at him that I started to fuck him even harder and faster than I was before. He had been trying to hold out and last as long as possible and as soon as I did that his eyes widened.

“Baby, slow down I’m gonna cum,” he warned.

“I don’t care, I need it inside me baby,” I said. “I need you to cum inside me.”

Drake sat up with a loud groan of pleasure and we wrapped ourselves around each other as he came and I screamed, “YES DADDY CUM INSIDE ME!”

I kept grinding down on his cock until he was twitching from the sensitivity and threw me off onto the bed next to him.

We lay next to each other, quietly smiling, flushed, sweaty, and spent from nearly an hour of rough brutal fucking.

Drake and I fell asleep ass naked, with my back to the door; just in case his dad barged in Drake wanted the first thing he would see to be my used up pussy leaking with his cum.

I woke up with Drake already gone and my hole was nice and sore from the pounding I had taken. I dressed myself and went downstairs to see Drake smugly sitting at the breakfast counter drinking a cup of coffee. His dad wouldn’t make eye contact with either of us. We left pretty soon after I got up and Drake told me the only thing his dad has said to him was, “You know, that really was quite unnecessary.” He was also apparently beet red the whole time and Drake knew he was in no position to bitch considering all he had to do was snitch on his dad to his step mom and she would give him a major ass chewing.

We went home after that and I didn’t realise until I got home that my butt cheeks and upper thighs were covered in bruises from being smacked so hard. The way my ass was hanging out of my shorts made it impossible for his dad not to have seen. I guess he learned his lesson too, because he hasn’t tried to hit on me since then.

That’s what he gets for being an asshole. Now he has to live with the fact that the closest he’ll ever get to sex with me is jerking off to the sounds of his son obliterating my pussy from the next room. ;)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9vxui5/my_boyfriends_dad_wouldnt_stop_trying_to_seduce