I’ve been divorced for two years. My son, 21, recently graduated from college and moved home temporarily with me until he landed a job. In the mean time, though, he’s always bringing home women. He doesn’t have a hard time.
His newest fling is a 19 year old red head named Sam. She flaunts her tight body around the house, especially in the morning, when she comes downstairs in her see through tank top and booty shorts.
My son sees me. I can’t keep my eyes off of her. She’s irresistibly sexy.
“Dad,” my son said as we sat around the table. I got a job in Chicago. Remember the one I was interviewing for? They called last night to make me an offer and I accepted.”
I slapped the table and reached across to give him a handshake.
“That’s fucking great! I’ll be sad to see you go, though.”
Sam waited for the coffee to brew. She didn’t seem to mind. They weren’t in a relationship, anyway. She was just a fling.
“Anyway, I’m gonna go for a run. I’ll be back in an hour. Sam, you good?”
“I’m good,” she winked.
Alone in the house with a 20 year old redhead (my personal favorite), with her milky white skin and freckles, small breasts, hazel green eyes, and the sweetest face you’ve ever seen, I started to get aroused. Aroused simply because I hadn’t gotten laid in almost two years.
“So,” Sam said, “What’s up?” She took a seat next to me at the table and bit on her bottom lip.
“Oh, not much,” I said inching closer to her. I could feel her breathing increase. Her nipples grew hard and poked through her see through top.
“Mr. Connors,” she said giggling. “Behave yourself.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” I said, putting my hand on her leg. Suddenly, a damp spot appeared in the crotch of her booty shorts.
“Stooop,” she giggled. “You’re making me wet. See?”
Sam slid her shorts to the side and exposed her pussy – her lips, her red bush, thick, but neatly trimmed into a triangle shape.
“Oh, is this bothering you?” I asked as I slid my hand up her inner leg.
“No,” she laughed suddenly as she grabbed me and kissed me deeply. Her hand found my cock bulging through my pants.
“Oh, my,” she said as she fuddled with the zipper and unhooked my belt and pants. “Stand up, daddy,” she said sweetly.
I did as instructed and she dropped my pants to the floor. Her mouth grew wide at the site of my cock.
“Jesus, Mr. Connors,” she said. “You’re HUGE!”
“I appreciate the compliment. Think it’ll fit in that tight little 20 year old pussy of yours?”
“I’m 19,” she said quietly, as if I’d step back and change my mind.
“Well, what do you think?”
“I put a beer bottle in my pussy once. So … if that fit, you should.”
“Good,” I said. “Open your mouth.
She gagged as I pushed my cock into her mouth. Tears ran down her cheeks, but she maintained deep, intense eye contact as she took me deeper and deeper until her nose touched my crotch.
“AGH!” she coughed as she slipped my cock from her mouth and a puddle of saliva ran out and splattered on the floor.
“Dirty girl.”
“Sorry, daddy,” she said. “If you need to spank me, I understand.”
I hoisted her from the table and carried her to the sofa and pulled her booty shorts down around her hips. I slapped her ass and left a red hand print immediately.
“Again!” She giggled.
I slapped her ass a second time.
“Again!”
I slapped her ass a third time. She howled.
“I’m a dirty slut! Fuck me!”
I threw her onto the sofa and climbed on top of her and stuffed my cock into her wet pussy. Her eyes grew wide. I hit her g-spot and she rubbed her clit.
“Stay there! Don’t move! You’re on my g-spot!”
She masturbated while I pressed deeper into her. Her eyes grew wider and wider until she came.
Her whole body quivered and she writhed about like a snake on the sofa for at least 20 seconds until she calmed down.
“That was quick,” I said with a laugh.
“You were on my g-spot.”
I slipped my soaking cock from her pussy and slid down onto my knees pushing her thighs apart and burying my face in between her legs. I kissed and ran my tongue around her inner thighs as she squeezed her breasts and ran her left hand up and down her her abdomen.
I hoisted her legs into the air and she held them open while I ate her asshole. It was tight, small, pink. She masturbated again as I worked my tongue around her asshole and back up to her pussy.
“Mr. Connors!” She shouted with surprise as I slid a finger into her ass.
“Shhh,” I said as I fingered her asshole while eating her pussy. She rubbed her clit.
“It’s too much!” She shouted. “I’m gonna cum again!”
She literally screamed as she came, her eyes wide open with delight. She was soaking wet. Her cunt had left a wet mark on the sofa. I put a finger inside of her pussy and held it out for her to taste. She licked it and smiled.
“Let me ride you,” she said.
I sat on the sofa and she straddled me, bouncing up and down with ease.
“Choke me while you fuck me,” I said.
Sam’s eyes grew wide. Mischievous. She wrapped her hands around my throat and squeezed just hard enough for me to see spots.
“Harder?” She asked.
I shook my head no.
She squeezed harder anyway. My eyes grew wide. She sat on my cock and grinded her hips while choking me.
I raised a hand and reached out to tap out on her hips.
“Enough?” She asked.
I became slightly terrified that she wasn’t going to stop choking me until I was dead. I didn’t know this girl — she could be some psycho for all I knew. Now, I’m being choked to death, terrified, and she won’t stop. I writhed and tried to fight her off, but I’d already been choked so hard I had barely any energy left to move.
I tapped out, but she didn’t release her grip. My eyes grew wider, if that’s even possible, and I pushed her with all of my strength. She released her grip and plopped onto the ottoman, giggling.
“That was scary!” She said.
“Scary for you,” I managed to say. “You almost killed me.”
“Naaah, I was gonna stop. Are you mad at me?”
I nodded as I caught my breath.
“Maybe you should punish me.”
I looked up, rubbing my throat. This woman was sick, for sure, but I didn’t care. I’d never see her again.
I spun her around and pushed her face into the sofa. I came behind her and shoved my cock into her asshole.
She screamed and writhed, but I slapped her on the ass.
“Mr. Connors!” She shouted. “That hurts!”
“It’s okay,” I said as I pushed myself deeper into her asshole. She bit the sofa cushion and winced.
“Tell me to stop and I will. I’m not going to choke you to death or anything like that.”
“Don’t stop,” she said. “I love anal, but your cock is big. Just go slowly for a second.” She bit the sofa cushion.
I followed her orders for a moment before picking up the pace. Her eyes opened and she released her grip from the cushion.
“Take it,” I shouted.
She started thrusting in reverse, slamming my cock deeper and deeper into her hole.
“I’m cumming,” I announced as I slammed into her until I drained my balls inside of her. I arched back as I continued to shoot a solid stream of jizz directly into her anus.
“Oh my god,” she gasped. “Oh my god I can feel your jizz sloshing around inside of me! How much did you cum?”
“Find out for yourself,” I said, pulling my cock from her asshole. I watched her tight hole struggle to close.
“Squat,” I commanded.
She popped a squat.
“Squeeze it out. All of it.”
“You want me to shit out your cum on your hardwoods?”
“Just do it.”
Sam blushed as she squeezed. My cum gushed from her little hole and pattered onto the floor. Like I said, I hadn’t gotten laid in almost two years and was too busy these days to bother to jerk off.
She drained her asshole of my cum and stood to look at the mess. It was spectacular.
“Get on your hands and knees,” I said.
She did as instructed.
“Lap it up, like a kitty.”
She leaned over my jizz puddled on the floor and stuck her tongue out, lapping up the jizz.
In the moment, watching this young, horny freak do whatever I told her, got me rock hard again.
“On your knees,” I said.
She sat up on her knees, scooping up the remainder of the cum from the floor with her hand and pressing it into her breasts.
I stood over her and jerked off.
“Where do you want it?”
“What are my choices?”
“Face or mouth.”
“Face,” she said.
“Masturbate,” I said. “Rub your fucking pussy.”
She started to rub her clit.
“Tell me when you’re going to cum,” I said.
She nodded as she masturbated, jamming her fingers into her dripping wet pussy.
“N-now,” she said.
I stepped forward and released a second stream of jizz, firing six or seven lines of thick, white cum all across her face and hair as she came.
“Fuck,” she shouted as cum soaked her face. She licked it up as the front door opened and my son stepped in from his morning run.
“Holy shit!” He shouted as he stepped into the living room.
“Hey babe,” Sam said as she scooped my cum from her face into her mouth and swallowed it. “How was your run?”
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/7d4v48/my_sons_girlfriend_m_f_anal_mast_oral_cheat