[FM] Hooking up with his dad, part 2

Disclaimer: I am a little bit tipsy writing this. I apologize for spelling mistakes.

Part 1 is on my profile.

We left off with my ex’s dad making a move, fucking me without a condom, and then cumming inside me. Here’s what happened next. You might want to read part 1 first … things get pretty interesting here.

Mr. Jack pulled out of me, slowly. As he stood up, he pulled my legs closed, and held them up in the air. “Keep them up,” he said, waiting until he knew I wouldnt drop my legs. I held the back of my thighs, pulling my legs into my chest. Mr. Jack bent down and grabbed his phone out of his pants, and then without warning, started taking photos of my pussy. I started to protest, but he assured me my face wasn’t in it. To be sure, I covered my face with my legs. It took him a good few minutes. He first took photos of me as is, and then played with my pussy to get his cum to leak out, and got a few more. He showed me the photos, but refused to send them to me. ??‍♀️

When he was finished, I got up to put my clothes back on. I wanted to wrap up the cleaning before it got too late, so I could head home. Turns out that when he was grabbing his phone, he also removed my clothing. They were in the nightstand, but I didn’t realize this until later.

I get annoyed when I’m not in control, and I sure as hell wasnt in control now. I ignored the fact that I couldnt find my clothes, and just threw on a tshirt from his closet. I started tidying up, but it wasn’t going to be as simple as I thought. Turns out that Devaughan learned his tricks from his dad. Mr. Jack held nothing back. I was annoyed, but this only turned us both on more. And it didnt help that my thong didnt stop his cum from spilling out of me.

“I can see my cum running down your leg. I can fuck another load into you if you’d like,” he said, still naked, pushing up on me as I hung clothes in his closet.

“My son never took that ass … but I want to,” he said when I bent over.

Honestly, I really wonder if Devaughan and his dad have boundaries. I dont think they do.

I just tried to pretend I didnt notice. I was super embarrassed, knowing that he probably knew what I’ve been doing. I also felt like a huge slut. Who fucks a guy, and then fucks his friend and his dad? And also I hate driving in the dark. I just powered through, hoping to be able to finish and head home

Finally, I was done. Closet cleaned to perfection, and I was ready to go home. One problem – still couldnt figure out where he hid my clothes. And here is where the fun begins again.

Mr. Jack came up behind me as I was in the closet wrapping up, pushing his hard dick up against me, and told me to get down on the floor. I refused. Like I said, I was ready to go home. But actually, I was kind of wet. I didn’t want to let him know I wanted him to fuck me again, and I really did want to go home … but I wanted him to fuck me again.

Mr. Jack reached around me and felt my pussy. Wet. He told me he knew I wanted him, and that I should get on the floor. I listened this time. On my hands and knees, doggy style, back arched like a good girl.

He slapped my ass, hard. Then again, the other cheek. And the each cheek once more. He pushed his hands down at the arch of my back, and forced his way into me. This time wasnt gentle, it was rough. There was no pretense of lovemaking, this was fucking. I was screaming, grabbing at the carpet as he used my pussy. I didnt think I could cum, but I did. So many times I lost count. He later texted me to tell me I creamed all over his dick, I came so much.

Honestly I dont have any other details. I got fucked, raw, and he came inside me again. I collapsed in a heap on the floor, and he gave me back my clothes and told me he wanted to do this again. When I got home I held an ice pack between my legs, before showering Mr. Jack’s cum off the inside of my thighs. This happened last weekend but I can almost feel my pussy throb in anticipation.

And now, a confession that I wouldnt make sober – I want to fuck them both. Devaughan and his dad. I know its fucking twisted, but I cant resist the thought. I feel like in fucking Mr. Jack, I may have crossed a line … and I do not want to go back.

If you’re up and reading this, hit me up :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lln4x2/fm_hooking_up_with_his_dad_part_2