[FM] Finally hooked up with his dad

Hey guys! It’s been a while. Lockdown and all that.

Back with another Devaughan related story :). For background, see my page. Essentially Devaughan is a guy who I used to date. Now I occasionally fuck him, his friend, and sometimes them together.

D’s dad lives a couple hours out of the city, on his own. When were still dating I had offered to help his dad organize his house when he first moved in, but it never happened. I am a self proclaimed organization queen ? A year into the pandemic and Devaughan mentioned that he told his dad we were friends, and that his dad had asked if I could help him out around the house.

Now Devaughans dad (let’s call him Mr. Jack) is super hot. He’s in his late 50s/early 60s but he doesnt look it. He could pass for Devaughans older brother. Pretty fit, hair still jet black, with a deep voice. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t played with my pussy while thinking of him. So when I had a chance to see him again, I agreed. I needed more material for my memory bank.

The original plan was for Devaughan to drive up with me, but he backed out last minute, so I went alone. I left early so I wouldn’t have to drive home in the dark. I’m going to skip the boring details, because I know you’re not here to hear about how I turned his kitchen into a minimalist masterpiece, or how I colour coded his closet to perfection. I’m going to tell you how we ended up having sex.

Around mid afternoon we stopped for a break. I was sprawled out on the couch, chugging water. Mr. Jack sits opposite me and puts his feet up on the coffee table.

“So my son’s been telling me a lot about you lately.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?”

“Like how you’ve been fucking him.”

If I had water in my mouth, I would have done a spit take. Instead I just sat up, eyes wide open, trying to figure out how to respond. Mr. Jack just starts laughing, he literally threw his head back and laughed.

“How did that even come up?” I finally managed to get out.

“I was telling him he was an idiot for letting you go, and he decided to brag about the fact that you were hooking up. It is just hooking up, right?”

Again. Very confused.

“Because you can do WAY better than Devaughan.”

Then I started laughing. He wasn’t wrong. “Oh I know!”

We got back to work, sorting out his bedroom. I opened up the bedside table to see 2 half used boxes of condoms. I pull them out and throw them on the bed. “I didnt think old people needed these,” I joked.

“From what I hear, I’m surprised you know what those are.”

Speechless again. In my head I’m screaming *How much did this guy tell his dad?* I laugh it off. “I’m a smart girl, I know lots of things.”

Mr. Jack walks over to me, I’m kneeling on the floor by the side of the bed. He’s about 2 feet away from me and I’m at eye level with a sizable bulge in his pants. I just look up at him, and I can feel my pussy tingling. “You’re a smart girl, you know what comes next,” he said.

[Writing this, I am CRINGING. This sounds like a cheap porno. But in the moment my pussy was dripping like a leaky tap. Actually, its dripping now too …]

He walks forward, and I reach out to unbutton his pants. I let them drop to the floor and … no underwear. His half hard dick springs out, bouncing up and down a couple times. He. Is. So. Thick. A decent length, but very, very thick. I couldnt fit my hand all the way around the base. I mean I have small hands, but still. I wrapped my lips around the tip of his dick, and took him as far as I could. One hand on his balls, neatly trimmed. The other resting on his thigh. Pretty soon I was gagging, I couldn’t handle it. Mr. Jack tilted my chin up so I could look up at him as I gagged on his dick. I took my hand off his thigh so I could rub my pussy through my leggings. I was so fucking wet.

I pulled back so I could catch my breath. Mr. Jack stepped out of his pants, and pulled off his shirt. His dark skin slightly glistening with sweat, his fully erect dick covered with my saliva. I got up and pulled off my own clothing, but he stopped me before I could get my thong off. “Lie down, smarty pants,” he said.

I did as I was told, lying down on my back with my legs spread. Mr. Jack got onto the bed, kneeling between my legs. With his dick in one hand, he pulled my thong to the side, and I silently thanked the universe for inspiring me to wax. He rubbed his hand all over my smooth mound, before slipping a finger inside me. I could feel my pussy throbbing around him. He turned his finger inside me, his palm facing up, and started to stroke my g spot. The movement was so gentle, but I could feel tingles radiating through my legs. I could feel my juices dripping down onto the sheets. I’ve never wanted sex as bad as I did in that moment. Mr. Jack pulls his finger out and sucks it clean. Holy fuck. He puts my thong back in place, and runs his hand up and down my slit to soak it in my juices. Then he takes my thong off and puts it on the nightstand. “I’m keeping this,” he informs me.

I grabbed the box of condoms on the bed beside me and pull one out. I hand it to him, and he tosses it back at me. “If you want me to wear this, put it on for me.”

I do not.

Mr. Jack lines his dick up with my slit, and starts to push himself inside me. And of course, I cant take it. Not at first anyways. He’s so slow and gentle though. It stings, but he’s gently pulling in and out giving me a little more dick each time he pushes back in. He pulls out, and tells me to get on my hands knees in doggy style. I obey, arching my back. It’s easier for him to fit his fat dick in me this way. Pretty soon I feel him bottoming out inside me. I feel so. Fucking. Full.

He fucks me like this for a little while, letting my body become accustomed to his size. Then he flips me back over and fucks me in missionary, my legs locked behind his back. He just pounds me, all I hear are the sounds of my own moans, and the sound of his balls hitting up against me. He gets up and puts my legs on his shoulders, one hand holding my leg, the other rubbing my clit. I came so hard I saw stars, and then I came again right after. He didnt stop fucking me the entire time. Shortly after, he groans, thrust deep inside me, and I feel his cum splattering up against my cervix. He collapses on top of me as we catch our breath.

Anyone who’s fucked a fit older guy knows this isn’t the end. But I want to play with my pussy now so … part 2 coming soon :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lj6mr7/fm_finally_hooked_up_with_his_dad