I’m writing this down post-sex, because I never want to forget how amazing today was. I feel like an absolute slut, and I love. I’m currently naked, my pussy filled with cum (and a little bit sticky from our combined juices on my pussy lips and thighs). Mr. Jack is snoring away next to me.
It’s been a while since I last wrote. Parts 1 to 3 are on my profile. I know I didnt finish the last story. And I’m going to skip the details of the last time we had sex, mainly because I cant remember the specifics anymore. Lets focus on today.
I started this morning with another dick inside me – Mr. Jack’s son, and my ex/fwb, Devaughan. I hadn’t planned on seeing either of them today, but I had a day off. I was running errands close to Devaughans place, he texted me, and I popped over to say hi. We hadn’t seen each other in about a month, and its been even longer since we had sex.
Devaughan’s place was kind of a mess, and I decided to help him by tidying up. He decided to press himself against me as I was doing dishes, grinding his dick into my ass as he grabbed my tits. He started telling me how badly he wanted to fuck me, telling me just what he wanted to do. Devaughan doesn’t play games. He made me finishing washing like this, and when I was done he pulled my leggings down and bent me over the kitchen counter. I hadn’t had sex since I fucked his dad almost a month ago (I never told him, and I’m not sure if he knows). Of course I play with my own pussy, but it’s no match for what Devaughan can do. He teased me for a bit, fucking me with just the tip of his fat dick, before taking me to his bedroom. There he helped me out of my clothing, and proceeded to ram every inch of his dick inside me. He fucked me in missionary with my hands pinned above my head. He made me call him Daddy. He made me lick my cream off his dick when it got “too messy”. I know this is just his not-so-slick way of getting me to suck his dick, he likes when I do that.
The first time he came, he came all over me. Cum on my stomach, tits, and face. The second time, he came inside me. Not as much, but enough for me to feel it. I fucking love that feeling. I came once, but the entire experience left me tingling.
After tidying up, I headed home. I cleaned off the cum on my body, but hadn’t had a chance to shower when I got a call from Mr. Jack. He wanted me to come over for the weekend, preferably asap. I took a quick shower and drove on over with an overnight bag.
I arrived, got comfortable, and ate lunch with Mr. Jack. I had just finished the last bit of my salad, when he popped the question – “do you know why you’re here?” I thought it was clear he wanted to fuck, and this was true. But it turns out his dumbass son Devaughn had called him when I left, and mentioned I had been there. Mr. Jack wanted to remind me who was really in charge.
He ordered me to remove my clothing, at the dining room table. His tone was gentle, but I enjoy obeying him. He helped me up onto the table, laying me down so my upper body was on the table, with him holding my legs up off the edge. (Does this make sense? I’m so tired. I literally got my brains fucked out of me today. Just imagine me at the edge of the table, ready to be fucked).
Like father, like son. Mr. Jack likes to tease. He was fully clothed, rubbing his crotch against mine. My pussy was so wet, I left a nice dark mark on his grey sweats. I could feel his dick stiffen as he rubbed it against me. Pretty soon I was begging for him to fuck me, and fuck me he did.
It might sound weird to you, but I find it kind of hot when I’m fully naked, being fucked by a guy who is almost fully clothed. I feel extra slutty, like I’m fully committed, while he’s just there to get what he needs from me. Except Mr. Jack always makes sure I get what I need too. He likes to make me cum first, so he used his thumb to rub my clit while he fucked me at the edge of the table. Once I cum once, it’s easy to keep it (me) cumming.
When I came down from my orgasm, Mr. Jack pulled us onto the dining chair. I rode his dick until I came again, this time soaking his lap. And to be honest, I’m pretty sure some of Devaughn’s cum was there too. (Go ahead. Call me gross again. I do not fucking care.)
Mr. Jack pulled me off of him, and led me to his bedroom. There he stripped naked – for an older guy, his body is fucking amazing. He got onto the bed and I rode that dick with everything I had. The room was filled with the sounds of my moans, his grunts, and my ass bouncing against his thighs. Then he took over, holding my hips as he thrust up against me. I came again, hard, and my legs started shaking. He flipped us over, and went nuts. I got mine, and he was ready for his. Pretty soon he plunged himself balls deep inside me and came. Easily the biggest load I took today.
He rolled off of me, and I cleaned off his dick with my mouth. And this takes us to now, where Mr. Jack is asleep beside me, and I’m full of his cum, and maybe a bit of his sons mixed in there for good measure. I know I made someone from reddit proud tonight – if it’s you, and you know who you are, hit me up.
Sorry this one is a bit rushed, but I don’t want to disturb Mr. Jack. I’ll talk to you all later :)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m8zn7u/fm_my_ex_and_his_dad_in_the_same_day_part_4