So this was what he likes to call his ‘golden days’. During those days, his wife’s mother fell ill and she went back to her place and stayed with her mother, leaving him all alone back at home. The next fine morning, he came over to my place in the morning as I was getting ready for college. He bent me over my bed and took me. When I felt like he was about to climax I told him not to cum inside me as I don’t have time to clean up. “Of course you don’t”. He said this and shot his load inside me. I was about to go to the bathroom to clean up and that’s when he stopped me and said I am going to for classes like this. I was like no and that’s when he said that he wants me to wear a skirt. I was still hesitant and he handed me over my thongs and told me to wear it. I did as he said and then took out a long skirt from my wardrobe. “Shorter” he said, displaying his daddy vibe. I put that one back in and took wore a knee high skirt.
I felt like an absolute worthless slut in the class. Every time I moved my legs I felt the slipperiness down there. Every time I walked I hoped no one walking behind me would find something. Every time I sat down and got up, I thoroughly checked my chair for any wet spots. It was so nerve wrecking but a turn on at the same time. After classes, as I was walking towards the bus stop, I got a text from him to cross the road. When I looked, I was his car and it was indeed him. He picked me up and we drove back. He parked the car in his garage and walked me to my home and the thereafter. We had sex once again and this time he wanted me on top, facing away as he unleashed spanks all over my ass until he creamed me once again. I thought that was all. No. He came over once again in the evening after dinner and I was like “Really? Again?” He didn’t bother to take me to the bedroom and took me on the couch in missionary and like a good girl, I wrapped my legs around his waist and hands around his neck as he slapped both my tits repeatedly. This time too, he came inside me and left my house like someone walking out of the crime scene.
This was how the next eight days went by. He fucked me thrice a day. Sent me to the college in skirts and sundresses. Picked me up after college. And came over once again in the evening. What really stood out during these nine days was that the sex was pretty much the same. He bent over me in the morning, made me ride him in the afternoon and took me in missionary in the evening. Not for a single time he asked for blowjobs, for anal or went down on me. He took my pussy every single time and on every occasion, he came inside me and nowhere else. I really felt like a slut. A slut for him. After all, I was letting a man around the age of my father to fuck me raw thrice a day and fill me up. And he never even asked me, he just turned me around and bent me over and I took it with no objections. Once his wife was back on the tenth day, we fell back to our old schedule.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ll6yvn/f_side_chick_here_that_one_time_when_my_f_20_56
Nice
What does he look like? Can you give a description? Is he conventionally handsome, etc