The power dynamic switched in a blink of an eye. Although Dean still had her pinned to the wall, Vivian was now fully aware of his arousal. Her gaze, previously fixated on the bulge in his pants, trailed upwards to meet his. His dark brown eyes bored into hers. He was obviously conflicted. Vivian, however, was not. The combination of his anger and arousal excited her, eliciting a reaction from her body. The heat between her legs was becoming unbearable. With her free hand, Vivian began to undo her belt buckle and push down her riding pants. Her white thong, which was wet with her juices, clung to her skin, outlining the shape of her pussy.
Dean couldn’t help but look as she displayed her body for him. Vivian’s tiny waist contrasted with her feminine hips, creating a slender hourglass silhouette. He imagined pulling her wet panties to the side, exposing her swollen pussy. He tried to push that thought, which made his cock twitch with arousal, out of his head.
“This can’t happen” he choked out, releasing her arm from his firm grip and distancing himself. Dean averted his eyes, trying to hold onto his last ounce of self control. “Put your clothes back on.”
Vivian could see she was weakening his resolve. She pulled the hem of her t-shirt up and over her head, throwing it carelessly to the side. She didn’t want to play games anymore. She had been worked up all day and needed him to satisfy that dull ache between her legs. She had to stop herself from moaning out loud as she imagined the relief she would feel when his cock stretched her open. Her mostly naked body commanded Dean’s attention, causing him to turn towards her once again. Vivian could almost see his willpower leaving his body as he took in the sight of her. Her golden hair framed her face beautifully, drawing attention to her delicate features. A pink flush had spread across her cheeks, contrasting with her sparkling blue eyes. His eyes were drawn to her perfectly rounded tits, which seemed to defy gravity, signifying her youth and virility. Vivian’s hips swayed seductively as she walked towards him, guiding him backwards onto the wooden bench.
“You really want me to stop?” She whispered as she pushed Dean downwards and straddled his muscular body. Vivian instinctively began to rub her pussy up and down his clothed cock. *God that feels good* she thought. A shock of pleasure ran through her body when she felt his rough hands trail down her waist and squeeze her ass.
“No.”
Vivian grinned triumphantly. “I- “she began before being cut off by Dean’s hand on the back of her neck, guiding her lips to his. The pressure from his lips against hers made her pussy drip with desire. She could tell by the bucking of his hips underneath hers that Dean was similarly consumed by lust. Their tongues danced together expertly as she worked to undo his jeans.
Vivian was now kneeling before Dean, holding his stiff cock in her delicate hands. She was somewhat taken aback by its size and girth. Her hand moved slowly upwards and back down, pushing his foreskin over the head of his cock which was swollen with desire. Dean, who earlier was dominating and authoritative, was now reduced to submission as he moaned at the sight and feeling of the young girl handling his cock. Not wanting to prolong her own pleasure, Vivian climbed on top of Dean once again, positioning her bare pussy above the tip of his penis. Her wetness dripped from her suspended pussy on to his cock, mixing with the precum that had started to leak out of him. Vivian couldn’t help but gasp as she lowered herself onto him. The feeling of his thick cock stretching out her walls sent shivers up her spine. Her nipples hardened as he slid in deeper, the ridge of his head rubbing against her G spot. She began to slide her hips up and down his length, gradually picking up speed until his cock was plunging in and out of her at a steady rhythm. Her pleasure was only increased by watching Dean’s face contort with pleasure as she milked his cock. Vivian delighted in her ability to make Dean, a man defined by his stoic and serious demeanor, moan uncontrollably. There was something so dirty and thrilling about fucking a man who was nearly the age of her father, not to mention employed by him.
Vivian used Dean’s shoulders as support while she slid up and down his stiff cock. With each thrust she felt closer and closer to an orgasm. Part of her almost feared it, knowing how it would rip through her body with such force, but the part of her that wanted it was much stronger. She cried out as a wave of pleasure came over her. The walls of her pussy spasmed around his cock with such strength that she had to press her body into his to keep him from falling out.
The sensation of her pussy clenching Dean’s cock must have been too much, because she could tell by the look on his face that he was about to come. He gripped her hips, guiding her slender body up and down his shaft. His moans sent shivers down her spine, becoming more urgent sounding with each thrust. In a matter of seconds, she felt him shoot his hot cum into her, his abs rippling with each contraction.
Vivian raised herself off of his lap, letting his cock slide out of her. A mix of their juices began to dribble down her thighs. She felt a twinge of sadness as she pulled herself away from his body, wishing she could stay in his arms for a while longer and catch her breath. *That would be weird though* she thought. *Play it cool*. The last thing she needed was Dean thinking she was some emotional little girl who needed to be cuddled after sex.
“Well, I don’t know about you, but I feel much better.” She grinned, flashing her pearly whites. “Maybe I’ll stop by next time I feel like riding.”
With that, Vivian picked up her clothes and left the stables before Dean got a chance to reply.
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Dean let out a sigh and tilted his head backwards against the stable wall behind him. He pulled his boxer briefs up and over his cock, which was still throbbing from his orgasm and covered in cum. *God I can’t believe that happened* he thought. Shame crept over him as his head began to clear post orgasm. There were so many things wrong with what he did. The first being the fact that he cheated on his wife.
He had been married to Sophia for 19 years now. He loved her but couldn’t deny the fact that the spark was gone. They married young, perhaps too young. Dean often wondered what his life would be like if he had explored in his early twenties instead of settling down. He wouldn’t say that he regretted his choices, but he had begun to contemplate them more often once his and Sophia’s sex life became almost non-existent. That being said, he wasn’t convinced that he would change things if he was given the chance to go back, seeing that Sophia was pregnant when he proposed. He wasn’t the type of guy to run out when things got tough.
The fact that he had a daughter around the same age as Vivian made Dean feel sick to his stomach. He couldn’t stand the thought of his own daughter having sex, yet clearly didn’t have an issue when it was someone else’s. The idea that Vivian, a young girl in her prime, was attracted to him made Dean feel desirable again.
The worst part about his actions, however, is the fact that he didn’t feel any regret. Fucking Vivian was something he had wanted for a long time now, although he was careful not to show it. He didn’t see much of her during the work week, but every time Dean caught a glimpse of Vivian, he felt intoxicated by her beauty. He had fantasised what it would be like to run his finger through her golden waves, to kiss her naturally pink lips, and trail his fingers down her toned body. Dean never dreamed that it would become a reality, always consoling his guilt by telling himself nothing would ever happen. It was just a harmless fantasy. Until it wasn’t. Sure, he felt guilty, but more than that he felt and overwhelming urge to do it again. And this time show her what being fucked by him really feels like.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bj8g75/she_always_gets_what_she_wants_mf_age_gap_part_2
Interesting change of perspective.
Will there be a Part 3?