How I ended up [F]ucking [M]y boyfriend and his [M] dad

*This is something that happened a few years ago. Not sure how I feel about it now, but I can’t deny that at the time it was wonderful…*

Eric and I fucked on our first date. We were 18 and horny and we knew what we wanted. After we went to a movie our first date, we went back to his place where he railed me hard and fast. I was far from a virgin but his cock was definitely the largest, fattest cock my pussy ever had. I felt like he was shredding my insides with each thrust. My moans were part ecstasy, part agony. He stopped long enough to lie down next to me and pull me back up on his cock. I was a rag doll at his disposal. That is, until I got onto of his throbbing dick and realized I was in charge. He may have fucked me hard but I rode him even harder. I ran my hands through my long dark hair while he cupped my tits, pinching my nipples every now and then. The best part about being on top as a woman is that you can position yourself so that you guarantee you’ll cum. And, boy, did I ever! I could feel my pussy throbbing against his cock as I came while he grabbed my hips and forced me up and down harder and faster. Then I felt it – the most glorious feeling of all: a man’s warm, hot cum shooting inside me.

That day was like every day thereafter. We fucked every day, often multiple times per day. We did it all, including oral and anal. We couldn’t get enough of each other. It was the best sex I ever had … until his Dad.

Eric’s dad, Bob, worked as a bartender in a small bar located inside a fancy hotel in town. Eric and his dad had a rocky relationship, partly because his parents divorced due to his dad cheating on his mom with a neighbor when Eric was 15. Eric and his dad were opposites in many ways. Eric had long blonde hair and blue eyes. His dad had short dark hair and brown eyes. Eric dressed in jeans and t-shirts. Bob wore dress clothes and carried himself with elegance. For a man in his 40s, I always thought Bob was pretty hot. I also found him incredibly charming. He did things for me that Eric just never thought to do. When the three of us went out for dinner, Bob would pull out my chair. When we’d walk back to our cars as we left the restaurant, Eric would head to the driver’s side while his dad would follow me and reach across me (smelling oh so good!) and open the car door for me. He was a gentleman who dressed nicely. Eric fucked me like a rabbit. They were just different.

One night I went to the bar to meet Eric who was going to hit his dad up for some money before we headed out for the night. I got there and Eric wasn’t around so I grabbed a nearby table and sat down. Almost immediately Bob showed up. “What can I get you darlin’?” I felt butterflies inside but pushed them down and tried to ignore it. “Hey, Bob! Don’t suppose I could talk you into whatever you have on draft?” I grinned. He smiled back. “You are definitely an adult, but I’m afraid I have to abide by the laws. How about a coke and a chat?” Bob went and got the coke and came back over and sat down.

Bob and I chatted for a bit when I got a text from Eric. Someone didn’t show at work so he was taking another shift and would have to cancel tonight. “Well, it looks like I’ve been stood up. Guess I should get going.” Bob grabbed my forearm. “Why don’t you hang out and keep me company since you don’t have any plans?” Truth is, I had hoped that would be his response. I enjoyed being with him even though I couldn’t admit that to myself at the time. We chatted throughout the night as he waited on people that wandered in throughout the evening. Finally, it was closing time. “Let me me walk you out to your car, honey.” Bob put his arm around me and I felt the butterflies again. “OK, thanks!” We walked out to my car and he opened the door and I got inside. Before he closed it, though, Bob asked if I was interested in hanging out and chatting a bit more. He rubbed my shoulder and I nearly melted. “Sure, but what’s open at this hour?” I asked. Bob looked at me and said, “How about we just go back to my place and hang out? Unless you don’t trust me or something!” He grinned.

We went back to his place. We weren’t there for five minutes when Bob pulled me close and kissed me, our tongues gently touching and the kiss ending with him sucking sweetly on my lower lip. I was wet. He picked me up and carried me to his bedroom where he commanded me to undress while he sat and watched me. I stripped down and sat naked in the middle of his bed while he fucked me with his eyes. He stood up and began to get undressed. When he pulled down his boxers, his erect cock stood at attention. He was even larger than Eric. “Like father, like son” I thought to myself. Bob climbed into bed with me and I got to know Eric’s dad in a whole new way. He didn’t fuck me hard. He made love to me. He caressed my breasts. He stroked my pussy. I could feel the wetness on his fingers as he slid them into me. I pushed his hand away and kneeled in front of his cock sliding it into my mouth. I licked it up and down and then deep throated it, choking on the length and girth of his manhood. He pulled me up to him and said that he wanted me to cum and he laid my head on the pillow while he licked my clit over and over until I came in his mouth. I shuddered and shook and felt so adored.

Bob then took his hard cock and placed it at the opening of my cunt. He looked in the eye and said, “Darling, you are amazingly beautiful and deserve to be treated like a princess. Don’t you ever forget it.” He then slid his hard cock inside me and began to rhythmically slide it in and out. He looked at me longingly as he fucked me. We kissed as he came inside me. Eric’s dad then held me as his cum dripped out of the pussy his son had fucked many times.

I fucked both Eric and his dad over the next several months, many times on the same day. They both had things I wanted – the savagery of being fucked hard with the sensuality of being made love to. They were without a doubt my best fucks and probably always will be.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/flgjgj/how_i_ended_up_fucking_my_boyfriend_and_his_m_dad

11 comments

  1. “He didn’t fuck me hard. He made love to me. He caressed my breasts. He stroked my pussy.”

    that’s what an older man can do for you.

    Did Eric ever find out his dad was fucking you?

  2. Amazing story. Being the man that i am i can see myself having the same issues as Bob when my kids are older and have women come in and out of their lives.

  3. What makes you feel unsure about that story? It all sounds wonderful to me

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