Dave – Like Father, Like Son…..Not – Part III [FM]

I woke in the same position that I was in when I fell asleep. His hand was on my ass and he was quietly sawing wood. I raised my head ever so slightly to check the time. It was early and I didn’t have to rush back to my place to get ready for graduation. I lifted the cover and peaked at his cock laying on it’s side. I adjusted and ran my finger up his shaft which garnered a twitch. I continued and could see a slight raise. As soon as it had lifted from his body, I cupped it, then gripped it with my hand and gently stroked it. I looked up at him as he tried to act like he was sleeping. His cock got harder and my grip got tighter. He was getting close to being fully hard, so I moved between his legs and pulled to covers over me. My tongue ran up his shaft and swirled around his tip then back down. I repeated which garnered a slight moan. I refused to take him in my mouth just yet and continued to lick and tease his shaft and tip. Finally, he lifted the covers and watched with a grin as his tip disappeared in my mouth. I pulled it out and smiled “Good morning”, then plunged him in my mouth.

Dave – Like Father, Like Son…..Not – Part II [FM]

Part I

Dave – Like Father, Like Son…..Not [FM] from gonewildstories

I made my way towards the bed as Dave was showering. On the way, I picked my dress and bra off of the floor and placed them on the chair. I took my panties off and placed them on the chair as well. I quickly glanced at my phone and responded to my housemate that I was in the middle of one last conquest, then I slid it in my purse and grabbed a condom.

Dave – Like Father, Like Son…..Not [FM]

I had worked hard all four years in school and had some. I was the girl in the library most nights of the week. It wasn’t until the 2nd semester of my senior year that I started to “take my foot off the gas” and have some fun. Aside from going to bars on weeknights and smoking more often, I mapped out the seduction and conquer of my exes 5 “best bros”. None of them were worthy enough to really write about. Three of the bros would be classified as two pump chumps. The other two were a step or two above. At least one of them made me breakfast the morning after.

It was the evening before graduation, and I was having dinner with my parents at their hotel. A few tables over was my ex having dinner with his parents and trying to explain that it was the professors fault for him not graduating. The table next to us was Chase, one of the “Best Bros” and his dad, the silver fox. A fit, tanned, grey haired man who went by Dave. After dinner, I went to my parents room to hang out for a few minutes. My housemates were having a cry fest as they packed up later that night. It was definitely something that I didn’t want to have to witness. After four years of college, I was done. My room was already packed up. I had removed my belongings from the rest of the house and all that was left was my bed and a nightstand which I sold the girl who is going to take over my room in the house.