Author: baconclubgirl

She wanted his Father instead – Part SIX – (MFF) (PIV) (voyeurism) (cuckold) (taboo) (cheating) (coercion) (BDSM) (domination)

“You need to tell us if you want out Sharon,” My voice soft as I massaged her tits, my thumbs brushing her nipples. “If you can’t handle what he’s going to do to us next.”

She was grinding her hips, her pussy wasn’t touching me and I could tell it was frustrating her. Her face was still covered in her ex husbands cum, she was biting her bottom lip as she thought about what she wanted but Steven was becoming frustrated, he’d stepped off the couch and stood behind her. He pressed against Sharon’s back and brought his hands up, he collared her throat.

“You want this don’t you sweetheart, I bet you wanted this all along and you wouldn’t let me.” I could see his hand squeeze lightly, fuck I wanted that.

“Steven.” She moaned his name as she stared into my eyes, I pinched her nipples hard. “Argh!”

“Upstairs both of you,” He growled, letting his ex wife go. “Now.” Read more »

She wanted his Father instead – Part TWO – (mf) (PIV) (voyeurism) (cuckold) (taboo) (cheating) (coercion) (domination)

He wasn’t going to fuck me tonight? Why the hell not, I know he wanted to he was that hard he could use it as a hammer. He moved back to the doorway as I sat down on the stool, Steve walked through the door look of concern on his face. “Are you okay? I heard you scream.” My pussy was still pulsing from my orgasm.

“Really? You heard a scream through your head set?” I cocked an eyebrow up at him. He blushed slightly until he saw his Dad in the other doorway.

“We were discussing food.” His father’s gruff voice sent tingles down my spine. Fuck I wanted him. “I was just telling *Mila* that I’d take you both a Lugis Italian Restaurant, she agreed.”

“Yep, something might as well fill me.” I smirked to myself, I stood up sneakily flashing my bare pussy at his Father then at his son as I passed him. “I’m going to get changed.” I jogged up the stairs and pushed the door into his room, by the time I was naked in front of my suitcase I felt Steves hand on my shoulder. Read more »

Class of ’04 – Part TWO – (mf) (PIV) (voyeurism) (exhibitionism) (teasing) (taboo) (teacher/student)

Even in my wildest fantasies, I’d never imagined this. The object of my desires for so many years was fucking me with his fingers at the bar of my high school reunion. My back was almost touching the wall and his body was shielding me from the rest of the people in the room. 

“Here’s your wine and the scotch on the rocks for you.” The bartender smiled at us as he placed our drinks beside us and walked away. 

Mr O’Neal pushed his finger deep inside of me, his palm rubbing against my clit. “We shouldn’t.. Ahh.. We shouldn’t.. Oh fuck.. Sir we shouldn’t be doing this.” 

“Fuck it’s a turn on when you call me sir.” He growled in my ear, he added a second finger, he was gently stretching me open with each pump, scissoring his fingers inside of me. “I know we shouldn’t, but I’ve wanted you, this, for so fucking long Luna.”

“Yoooo, Mr O’Neal, my man!” An older version of Thomas Sinclaire shouted from a few feet down the bar. He’d been Mr Popularity back in High School and it pissed me off that he wasn’t fat or balding. My ex-science teacher pulled his fingers from inside of me but I didn’t feel disappointed for long, the hand on my wrist replaced those fingers as he turned his body towards the bar to face Thomas.  Read more »

Class of ’04 – Part FIVE – (mf) (oral) (rimming) (PIV) (anal) (taboo) (cheating) (coercion) (teacher/student)

“Get cleaned up baby,” He’d helped me to my feet and kissed me deeply. “I’ll order some room service.” I couldn’t do anything but murmur my agreement into our kiss. 

He spanked my ass as he left, making me yelp in surprise. Every inch of me was sensitive, my body spasmed if I touch my clit or nipples. I rinsed his cum from my body before turning the shower off. I wanted round 2 to start already, my pussy was clenching at the thought. 

I twisted my hair into a bun on top of my head, I didn’t bother with a towel, I mean what was the point? I wanted to fuck him as soon as I could. 

I started to open the door when I heard his voice. 

“Sadie.. Baby I’ll be home when the reunions over.. I told you this before I left.. No.. No I can’t leave early… Because.. Because I’m the one responsible for the conference room..” 

I’d almost forgotten that he was married. Had been since before he’d started at Jefferson High, they’d both transferred from the sister school two towns over. She was Head of Administration and the biggest bitch you’d ever meet, pretty sure she hated any girl that was in Mr O’Neals class.  Read more »

She wanted his Father instead – Part ONE – (mf) (tease) (voyeurism) (taboo) (cheating)

I’d been with Steve for a little over a year, we met the first day of College and just kind of slipped into a relationship, neither of us actually asking the other. The first 6 months were hot and heavy then he left for Christmas break and came back more reserved, his fanatic religious mother had bleated on and on that what we were doing was a soul damning sin. He’d come back after only a week, “I’ve strayed from my path since coming here, I need to try to be pure again.” in truth I’d seen it as a challenge, but we’d only fucked 4 times in the last 6 months and I swear to God I think my hymen has grown back. 

Hopefully the trip back to his home town today to see his father will change his mind again, because I don’t know how long I can go without sex. The slightest friction between my legs had me aching for relief. 

His parents got divorced when Steve was only a few years old, her religious beliefs had gotten too much for Steven Sr to handle apparently. This would be our first meeting. I was a little nervous, I’d seen photos of him on Social media and to say he was a DILF would be an understatement.  Read more »

Class of ’04 – Part FOUR – (mf) (oral) (anal) (domination) (taboo) (teacher/student)

My legs were still trembling as Mr O’Neals cock pulsed inside of me, my ass squeezing every last drop of cum from him. He’d dug his fingertips into my hips so hard I’m pretty sure he’d broken the skin. When he pulled out slowly it left a delicious stinging sensation behind. I never thought I’d love the feel of someone’s cum dripping from my ass and my pussy at the same time, but as it trailed it’s way down my thighs my pussy ached for more. I was insatiable for him. If I knew it would be this amazing maybe I would have tried harder in school to get him to notice me, then maybe he’d have bent me over his desk and railed me like this back then too. 

“Fuck.” He sighed with a chuckle, his hand was back to caressing my ass cheeks, he’d let go of my hair leaving it to cascade over my back. I looked behind me at him, my eyes were heavy with desire, I didn’t want this night to end so I reached under me between my legs, cupping my pussy and asshole, soaking my fingers with his cum before bringing them to my mouth and suck them clean with a throaty moan. I was no angel, I knew how to exploit myself to get what I wanted from men.  Read more »

Class of ’04 – Part THREE – (mf) (PIV) (anal) (taboo) (teacher/student)

I’d actually lost consciousness, what the fuck. I’d never been fucked to the point of blacking out before, he was still fucking me hard when I came to moments later but he’d lowered us to our knees and my bare chest pressed against the cold granite floor beneath me. 

“There’s my good girl,” His voice was like a soft caress on my skin, it was a stark contrast to his hard thrusts. He still had my arms pinned to my back with my ass in the air. “Any longer and I’d have tanned this beautiful ass.” 

“Mr O’Neal, please it’s too intense,” I could feel my eyes rolling into my head, I’d never felt an orgasm like this, that continued to roll and build even after crashing over me already, I never knew sex could be like this and it made me want to sob from the sheer pleasure of it all. “Please, it’s too much, I can’t take it.”

I honestly didn’t know if I was begging him to stop or if I was begging him to make me orgasm sooner. The pleasure that was building inside of me was threatening to melt me from the inside out, it was white hot ecstasy.  Read more »

Class of ’04 – Part TWO – (mf) (oral) (PIV) (voyeurism) (exhibitionism) (taboo) (teacher/student)

Even in my wildest fantasies, I’d never imagined this. The object of my desires for so many years was fucking me with his fingers at the bar of my high school reunion. My back was almost touching the wall and his body was shielding me from the rest of the people in the room.

“Here’s your wine and the scotch on the rocks for you.” The bartender smiled at us as he placed our drinks beside us and walked away.

Mr O’Neal pushed his finger deep inside of me, his palm rubbing against my clit. “We shouldn’t.. Ahh.. We shouldn’t.. Oh fuck.. Sir we shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Fuck it’s a turn on when you call me sir.” He growled in my ear, he added a second finger, he was gently stretching me open with each pump, scissoring his fingers inside of me. “I know we shouldn’t, but I’ve wanted you, this, for so fucking long Luna.” Read more »

Class of ’04 (mf) (sexual-encounter) (exhibitionism) (taboo) (teacher/student)

Why the fuck am I here? I’d asked myself the same question for 2 days, when I’d gotten on the train to my hometown, then again when I got into the cab to my moms house, when I’d walked into my childhood room where everything looked exactly how I’d left it 15 years ago, she hadn’t kept it as a shrine or anything because even when I lived there I was pretty minimalist. Then the phone calls started, confirmation of my attendance, am I bringing a guest? Did I know there’s now a theme? Would I like to be part of the carpool to get to the hotel? Each phone call had left me regretting to come here, but the one friend I kept in touch with had begged me, promised me that it would be fun. Pretty sure she was wrong. 

I’d declined the carpool and feigned ignorance to a theme. That’s why my step father dropped me off like I was a teenager because I didn’t mind being in a car with him. “Call me if you want to bail early, I’ll come and get you and we can go for dinner somewhere with your mom.” Read more »

She wanted his Father instead PART 5 (mf) (ff) (oral) (PIV) (anal) (threesome) (domination) (coercion)

I felt two strong hands rest on my shoulders and a hard cock pressing against the small of my back. Sharon’s eyes danced from mine to his, I could see her thinking about it. I released her wrist, giving her the choice and when her fingers stayed inside of me I reached up and undid her bun, her long blonde hair cascaded down to her shoulders. In truth I’d never been with a woman but I liked to try anything. I threaded my fingers into her hair and pulled her gently to me, when our faces were close enough I licked along her bottom lip. She opened her mouth to me, our tongues met and wrestled together.

“On your knees Sharon, ” I whispered to her, my hands in her hair I put a little pressure behind them pushing her down to her knees. “Taste us both.”

She was trying to hide her arousal but she couldn’t, not when she lowered herself willing, her face at my pussy. Stevens hands dropped to my hips and then down to my thighs, he lifted 1 and then the other. Opening me up for his ex wife, his cock was once again rubbing between ass cheeks. Read more »