She want his Father instead PART TWO (mf) (PIV) (Panal) (voyeurism)

He wasn’t going to fuck me tonight? Why the hell not, I know he wanted to he was that hard he could use it as a hammer. He moved back to the doorway as I sat down on the stool, Steve walked through the door, a look of concern on his face. “Are you okay? I heard you scream.” My pussy was still pulsing from my orgasm.

“Really? You heard a scream through your head set?” I cocked an eyebrow up at him. He blushed slightly until he saw his Dad in the other doorway.

“We were discussing food.” His father’s gruff voice sent tingles down my spine. Fuck I wanted him. “I was just telling *Mila* that I’d take you both to Lugis Italian Restaurant, she agreed.”

“Yep, something might as well fill me.” I smirked to myself, I stood up and sneakily flashed my bare pussy at his Father then at his son as I passed him. “I’m going to get changed.” I jogged up the stairs and pushed the door into his room, by the time I was naked in front of my suitcase I felt Steves hand on my shoulder.

“You know why we can’t have sex.” His voice sounded strained, I turned to face him and sunk onto the edge of his bed, propping one leg up on the bed so that he could see my glistening pussy. “Because it’s a sin?” I made sure to sound bored.

“I-it is a sin Mila.” His voice was so strained and his eyes had almost gone black as he stared between my legs. I leaned back onto my elbow and started to touch myself.

“You didn’t seem that bothered by sinning for the first 6 months of our relationship.” His eyes followed every twirl of my finger and he audibly swallowed when I slid it inside. “Don’t you miss it? Just a little?” I moaned as I fucked myself in front of him, his cock was pressing against his shorts.

“Mila.” His voice was a plea.

“If you don’t want to watch, if you don’t want me then walk out while I finish.” I picked up my pace slipping a second finger in, my wetness was audible in his quiet room. Only my moans seemed to drown it out.

He backed away a step and I thought he was actually going to leave but then he pulled his t-shirt off and took his shorts off, not once did his eyes stray from my fingers, not until he retrieved a condom from his bag, the foil ripped between his teeth and he rolled it down his cock in seconds. I wonder if his Dad’s was bigger.

He looked like he was warring with himself, between his desires and his mother’s belief. I was about to tell him to walk away when movement from the doorway caught my attention. His father stood watching us, he stepped back slightly so that only I could see him in the darkness of the hallway. My boyfriend made up his mind as my palm hit against my clit and moaned out. “Steven I need you to fuck me.” I never called my boyfriend Steven, but it felt so naughty to say his father’s name.

“Fuck it.” He whispered grabbing my ankles and putting them on his shoulders, he lined his cock up at my entrance and slowly slid in, a hiss as he did. His eyes closed and his face tilted to the ceiling. I chanced a look at the doorway to the right of Steve’s arm and smirked at his father, he had his cock in his hands and was jerking it slowly. “Oh fuck Steven.” I kept my eyes on him for a second as I moaned his name then I let my head hit the mattress and pushed my ankles down onto my boyfriends shoulders to lift my ass.

“Jesus Mila I forgot how good you feel.” The irony wasn’t lost on me, calling out his Lords name whilst he sinned. He picked up his pace slightly, his fingers held my thighs softly. He was making love to me but I wanted it hard and rough, I wanted to be fucked but I don’t think he’d ever do that. I cupped and massaged my breasts as I bucked my hips to meet his.

“You’ve neglected me for too long Steven.” I moaned with my eyes closed I imagined his father in his place. I opened my eyes a tiny bit to look at the doorway again, his father tightened his grip staring at my face, he was pumping himself roughly, I wanted that. “Please Steven I need it harder, I need you to punish me, to punish yourself for not taking care of me.”

He looked down at me and I knew he was going to, he was going to punish me roughly for making him break his vow. His fingers duck into the soft flesh of my thighs as he pulled out to the head, then slammed back inside of me, my clit stung from the strike and he repeated it over and over, I yelped every time with a grin on my face. “God yes!” I screamed in ecstasy. “Don’t stop Steven, fuck me hard, I deserve it!”

He pulled out of me completely, flipped me over like I weighed nothing them rammed himself back inside of me, it hurt in the best way then his fingers were in my hair his nails scraped against my scalp as he gripped me. His mirrored wardrobe gave me the perfect view of them both, Steve fucked me savagely with his eyes closed as Steven Senior watched our every move, he lifted his hand that was wrapped around his thick cock and spat into his palm before gripping himself tightly again. I knew he was fantasizing that he inside of me, if he hadn’t of sent me away earlier it’d be him behind me right down.

“That’s right Steven, punish us!” I spat on to my own fingers and slipped them under me and between my legs so that I could give my clit some attention, wide erratic movements. I was almost screaming my pleasure.

“Shhh my Dad might hear you.” He spanked me as punishment but it spurred me on instead of stopping. “Let him, I deserve to be fucked after so long.” I slammed my ass back to meet his thrusts again. I forgot how good it could be, to have a cock fill me like no toy could.

He spanked me hard again. “Repent you whore!” He shouted it out with growl as he lost his control and stuck his thumb into my ass dry, straight to his knuckle. “You fucking whore… you dirty fucking whore… Is this what you want? To corrupt me you fucking slut!?” Holy shit, should I be offended? Scared? I was neither, I fucking loved it. I stared at his father as I screamed and moaned, it was so painful and so fucking pleasureable, his son was fucking both my holes without mercy and both their faces were twisted like they were going to cum.

“I am, I’m a fucking whore and a slut.. AAHH.. DON’T YOU FUCKING STOP… ARGH… I deserve this… fuck me like you mean it… STEVEN!” I came undone, my pussy tightened and pulsed, I was ready to collapse, I’d never cum so hard before, his thumb fucked my ass faster extending my orgasm. I wanted his father to see what his son had done to me because he wanted me to wait for him instead. That’s when I saw his own cum explode up his chest and his knees weakened just as his son let out a final grunt and came at the same time falling on top of me, his cock twitching inside of me.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/clyjve/she_want_his_father_instead_part_two_mf_piv_panal