TWs: Public sex, voyeurism, degradation, cream pies
A/N: Reader is gender neutral, near the end thereâs mention of riding the reader and it can be interpreted as real or one silicone based. Either can shoot a fat load, so either can be imagined.
Sitting on the crowded train, everyone seems zoned out. Many with headphones on or in their ears, staring at their phones. Itâs not like thereâs much to look at, anyways. Seeing as itâs pitch black out the windows. But here you are, stuck with your phone dead as you make your way home.
The train bumps and sways, and you hear a sound.
A breathy, barely-audible moan.
Scanning the standing people, you spot just off to your left, a couple standing pressed together. Your angle is just right to see past the hoodie the girl holds to block the view of everyone else. A long, thick cock has planted itself between her soft thighs, the tip poking out in front of her.
The boyfriend seems to notice where your eyes have gone, because when you look back up at them, heâs smiling at you. Giving a little wink, he leans in and whispers to the girl.
Surprise and panic seems to surface on her, but he continues to whisper as his hips pull back. The worry lining her face cracks into pleasure as he angles his hips andâŠ
Oh.
Heâs sliding into her.
A particularly rough bump has her mouth dropping into an âOâ shapeâ your view of her face only half of what you wish you could see. You hear a faint whistle sound, and make eye contact with the boyfriend, whoâs eyes ghost down to her ass, making you watch as he turns her front awayâ shiftin subtly enough to let you peek at her ass.
Being at the very back of the train had its perks. One of them being that to the other side of you was a wall, and no one else.
So you stand, turn, and hook your arm in the metal vertical handle, your own jacket hooked over your other arm to hide where your hand goes next.
Because not three feet away, is a beautiful little display her boyfriend puts on with her body. His thick cock stretching her cunt open, sheâs beginning to lean forward as if itâs too much just to have him half inside her. He grabs her cheeks and spreads them to give you a perfect view.
His smile only grows when he watches from his own view, as your hands sneak down the front of your pants.
Using the trains motions to guide his fucking, a particularly rough bump sends her back against himâ forced to take the entire fat thing in her.
He quickly cups a hand over her mouth to silence a sound. He lets go after a moment, and slowly shifts to turn his back to the rest of the train. Keeping her fully impaled as he begins to unbutton her shirt.
Braless. Sheâs fucking braless, and her tits are hanging two feet away from you. She seems to finally get a good view of youâ and upon seeing your handâs movements, her belly tensedâ and her boyfriendâs jaw clenched.
Oh fuck.
Rubbing yourself just a little harder, he gives in and thrusts into herâ subtle, but hard thrusts deep inside her. Whatever semblance of a thought left in her eyes drained away, leaving only a brainless, glassy-eyed pleasure in its wake.
The boyfriend gestures for you to come closer.
So you do, continuing forward. He continues to gently gesture, till youâre practically pressed against his girlâs front.
He leans in, grabbing you, and pulling you forward against her.
âLike whatcha see?â He murmurs, his voice low and intoxicating. âGood, wanna play with her tits? Yeah, I fucking know yaâ wanna, go ahead. Pinch âem, pull on âem, fuckinâ suck them if you want. Just rub her clit while youâre at it. Cant thrust too much, so Iâll make her milk me instead⊠ainât that right baby?â
Her head leans onto your shoulder, and you get to hear all those breathy moans you couldnât before over the loud rumble. Her breath fanning against your neck, her hand takes both of yours. Guiding them to their placesâ one in her shirt, the other up her skirt.
She shows you show she likes her nipples pinched, and guides your hand for a moment to get just the right movement ingrained into you. Her hands began to shake, gently grabbing your arms to steady herself.
Pinching and pulling at her nipple, you let go only to pop your fingers in your mouth, wetting them thoroughly before grabbing her tit back upâ the wet seems greatly appreciatedâ from the way she presses her mouth into your neck to silence a sound. Her hips moveâ bumping back down on his cock, jerking up and towards your handâ it was amazing how no one seemed to notice, or give a damn.
She was fucking beautiful.
âIâm gonna fuckin cum, keep it up. Rub her a little harder. Fuck yeahâ keep it like that, sheâs so fuckinâ tight you wouldnât believeâŠâ he groans, kissing the back of her neck as he buries himself in her one last time. Bliss covering his face as he released into her.
âMmh fuck, thatâs itâŠâ he shuddered, letting out a small sigh.
After a moment, he pulled out, letting her lay fully against you.
âKeep rubbing her clit, keep her nice and stupid for me.â He pulls a bag from his pocket, that when opened revealed a plug. Sliding it into her, he pays her ass and makes her jolt.
⊠she still hadnât cum.
âYeah, thatâs my cum dump. Whereâs your stop?â
When you tell him, his smile turns into a wolffish grin. âThatâs still a ways away. You wanna pull yourself out and give her a whirl? I see what youâre packing.â
⊠thatâs how you ended up back in your seat, five stops away from your get off point, edging close to a climax. She bounces on your cock with every slight jostle, her boyfriend standing over you both as a shield, watching you play with her tits as she rocked her cum-coated cunt down onto you.
âGo ahead, unload as much as you want. The more the better. Fuckinâ whore loves that shit.â
Oh, was she in for a surprise when she found out just how big of a load you were packing.
Four stops away. You feel your stomach tightening.
Three stops away, you unload everything into her. Her lips mouthing at your throat as she clenches, milking every drop from you.
Two stops, she sits up on your lap, letting her boyfriend plug her hole, pressing her breasts together, she asks you give them kisses.
One stop. Youâre helped into your feet again, and a polaroid photo slid into your hand.
Stepping off the bus, you watch as it departs. Looking down to the photo in your hand, youâre met with those stunning tits, covered in a creamy load, sandwiching that same fat cock. A little note left on the back.
âThank you for the fun! I hope you cum again ;)
Feel free to call us any time, weâd love to take another load off you <3âïżŒ
Their number written clearly at the bottom, you quickly add it to your contacts list as soon as your phone is charged.
Lacy sat on the porch swing. She was rocking back and forth with the cool afternoon breeze while waiting for her best friend, Brandy, to get home.
They both attended the local community college, and after long summer days like these they usually found themselves up in Brandy's air-conditioned bedroom. They would dance around and sing along to the radio while gossiping and sipping ice-cold sodas, but lately things had started to change.
Brandy had met a guy named Hart at the local Dairy Queen where he was the night manager. Lacy thought he was a jerk. He'd grab her ass when Brandy turned her back, and once, when he was dropping her off on his way home, he'd asked her to have sex with him. Lacy hated him.
Lacy looked at her watch; she'd been waiting for nearly an hour. Brandy wasn't coming home any time soon. She stood up and started to walk down the porch steps when she saw Brandy's dad, Greg, pull into the driveway. She walked toward the car and waited for him to get out.
Greg stepped out of his jeep and waved to Lacy. He was home earlier than usual and he was surprised to see her standing there. Lacy was his daughter's best friend and she was as gorgeous as they came. She was about three inches taller than his daughter was, her hair was blond, her eyes a sparkling green, and her body a perfect ten. He couldn't count the number of times he had jacked-off while imagining her standing in front of him, totally naked, and playing with her giant tits. He grabbed his briefcase and walked over to her. She wasn't wearing a bra, like usual, and her erect nipples fought against the thin fabric of her worn vintage tee that said "Impeach Nixon."
"Nice shirt," he smiled.
Lacy looked taken aback, she looked down and laughed, "Oh yeah, thanks." She smiled, "Say, you don't happen to know when Brandy'll be home, do you?"
"She told me she would be out late. It's Hart's night off, I think, and they're going out." He looked at her quizzically. He'd been disappointed that Brandy hadn't been hanging out with Lacy lately, but what could he do? He noted the disappointment on Lacy's face.
"Oh, well thanks anyways," she said half-heartedly.
Greg nodded and watched as she turned to walk away. "Lacy, would you like to come in and have a glass of lemonade, or water?" He grinned his most welcoming grin, hoping desperately that she would accept.
Lacy turned and flashed her brilliant smile, "sure!"
Greg led the way into the house, setting his briefcase down in the hallway on the way to the kitchen. Lacy followed behind him like a puppy dog.
When in the kitchen he opened the refrigerator and turned to her, "water or lemonade?"
"Lemonade," she said decisively.
"Good choice," he said as he took out the pitcher of lemonade and poured two glasses. He set them on the table and sat down across from her.
"Thanks Greg," she said. He'd finally gotten her to call him Greg two months ago, his favorite sex object calling him 'Mr. Folsom' was too weird for him.
"You're quite welcome." He smiled at her and sipped his drink. It sure was hot out. He sat there a few more minutes before deciding to engage her in conversation. The silence was giving him a hard-on. "So I haven't seen you around much lately."
"Yeah, I know," she kind of shrugged and took another sip.
"Brandy's been out a lot with Hart." Greg looked at her and set down his glass.
She nodded and looked out the window. "Yeah, she really likes him." She looked at Greg," I guess since she has a boyfriend, and I don't, we really don't have too much to talk about."
He was surprised by her bitterness and even more taken back by the way her eyes began to water. She missed her best friend. "Well, he's an asshole," he said abruptly.
Lacy was shocked, but she couldn't help but stifle a laugh. "Totally," she agreed.
"You're too smart to go out with a prick like that, I was hoping you'd talk some sense into her." He smiled. "You must get guys like that hitting on you all the time, after all."
Lacy blushed, "no, not really."
"A beautiful girl like you?" He laughed, "come on, stop pulling my leg!"
"But I'm not," she was still blushing. She had had a crush on Brandy's dad since she was fourteen, and now he was calling her beautiful. Her heart was pounding in her chest, "You think I'm beautiful."
"Gorgeous," he grinned.
"How gorgeous?" She was giggling, what was she doing?
He blushed this time; "you're the prettiest girl I know."
Lacy smiled and stood up. She walked around the table and sat down in his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a big affectionate kiss on the cheek, "thanks Greg." She smiled, "you've made my day." She was about the bounce up again when she felt the bulge in his pants pressing against her thigh. He had a hard-on!
Greg had turned the shade of deep crimson, how embarrassing! He hadn't expected her to sit in his lap, but there she was.
"It's okay," she said quietly, still sitting in his lap. "I like you too."
Greg inhaled sharply, but did she like him the way he liked her? "Yeah?" He managed to say.
"Yeah, I like you a lot," she said huskily, emphasizing the 'a lot.' She looked him in the eye for a moment before she pressed her lips against his in a sloppy kiss.
Greg started to kiss her back, but then pulled away, "this is wrong."
She looked at him blankly and replied, "no it's not." She cocked her head to the side and kissed him again, "I like you, you like me, it's simple."
He let her kiss him again before he brushed her hair behind her ear. "You sure?"
She smiled and kissed him. "Absolutely." She moved her leg so she was straddling him. She wrapped her arms around him again and they locked in a series of deep passionate kisses.
Greg moved his hands to her back and then down to her butt, kneading her firm ass cheeks in his hands. He dipped his fingers below the waist of her shorts and traced them over the back of her thong undies. He left her mouth and started to kiss her chin and then down the side of her smooth fragrant neck. He pushed one hand up the back of her t-shirt, feeling her soft young skin. One hand traveled to her melon-sized breasts. His other hand soon joined and he began to massage her ample tits. Her nipples were so hard it drove him wild.
She pulled back from his kisses and grinned. Slowly she pulled the t-shirt over her head, tossing it into the kitchen. She ran her hands down over her tits and tweaked her nipples, "you like?"
Greg smiled broadly and eagerly greeted her deliciously taut nipples. He suckled on them and swept his hot tongue over the tight orbs, eliciting moans of pleasure from her wet lips.
"Mmm," she moaned. She placed her hands on the back of his head, easing him forward. No one had ever paid so much attention to her nipples and it felt incredible; she didn't want it to end.
He continued to rub and tease her tits until he felt he couldn't hold out any longer. He had longed to see her suck his fat cock for as long as he could remember. The thought was impossible to vanquish once it had invaded his mind. "Please Lacy?" He moaned as he pulled her close enough to give her a hot kiss. "Please suck my cock baby."
She smiled at him and slid down off his tented lap onto the cool Mexican tile floor. She unbuttoned the few bottom buttons of his shirt and undid his pants. She unzipped slowly, letting the bulge of silk boxer cascade out of his fly. "Wow," she said softly as she moved closer. She laid he hand on top of it, feeling the hot throbbing sensations that had been culminating below her during their make-out session. She pulled down the boxers, and his fat eight-inch cock sprang forward.
He was completely shaven, and the smooth feeling of soft skin on skin made both of them shudder.
"Yesss," he moaned as she began to work her hand up and down his shaft. Each time she reached the top of his dick, squeezing gently, a fat drop of precum slid out of his hole.
She looked up at him; his head was thrown back. She stuck her tongue out and licked it, he shivered. Lacy let his cockhead rub against the top of her mouth before she devoted all her ingenuity to cramming all eight inches of him down her throat. She was afraid she might not be able to, his cock was so damn fat. They were both pleased moments later when she was able to take all of him in her mouth.
Greg couldn't believe his luck; he had the girl of his dreams giving him the best blowjob of his entire life. He could only watch her go down on him for a few seconds before he had to throw back his head and stare at the ceiling. He had to last long enough to fuck her, and that was all that mattered.
A minute or two later Greg eased her off his dick and made her stand up. He unbuttoned her shorts and slid both them and the thong off in one ardent sweep. He put his hands on her white hips and pulled them toward him.
Lacy's pussy was shaved as well, she couldn't stand it any other way, and Greg could only imagine the divine pleasure he would experience within her delicately wet pussy lips. He grabbed his dick and positioned it against her pussy, rubbing it against her hot swollen clit.
She moaned loudly and pushed her hips forward.
"Easy girl," he said between labored breaths. He couldn't believe he had her this eager to fuck. He pulled her closer and let his fat cockhead slide into her tight hot vagina. He began to push up, sliding farther and farther into her slick virgin-esque pussy.
"Oh yeah," she moaned. "Come on Greg, fuck me good!"
He thrust forward and felt himself disappear into her steamy folds. "Yes, oh yeah."
She bucked against him and they fucked like mad, humping and thrusting. Lust clouded their eyes and they felt themselves losing reality in a thick foggy pleasure.
She came hard, her pussy gripping his cock feverishly.
It was almost too much for him. "I'm going to cum," he moaned. He pulled out of her and stood up, pumping his steaming cock the entire time.
She grabbed his cock and plunged it back into her throat, milking it wildly; she wanted his cum. The first wave came almost unexpectedly, shooting down her throat faster than she could swallow it. When she thought she might choke she continued to pump his hot sticky cum onto her glistening tits. He smiled down at her as she emptied him and rubbed his juices into her young firm tits.
When Lacy was done she stood up and kissed him. "Thank you," she whispered.
"Oh no, it was my pleasure," he smiled. He heard a car door slam and he made a dash for his clothes. They were both dressed by the time Brandy walked into the house with tears streaming down her face.
"Hart was cheating on me! The whole time!" She blubbered, "I'm so glad you're here Lacy." She threw her arms around Lacy and cried.
"Let's go upstairs," Lacy said soothingly. She led Brandy up the steps, looking over her shoulder at Greg who blew her a kiss.
His hand was in his pocket gripping Lacy's thong. Sure, he was concerned for his daughter, but he knew that Lacy would be a better listener than he could ever hope to be. Besides, Brandy's breakup meant one good thing: he'd get to see Lacy 'a lot' more from now on.
Itâs been tense in your household for the past few years, but lately it seems to be even worse. Your mum and dad donât argue anymore, but they only ever speak to each other out of necessity. Specifically, your mum tends to ignore your dad outright, making things awkward when youâre in the same room.
âI have a work function tonight, so Iâll be home late,â your dad tells you, looking tired around the eyes.
âOkay, Iâll see you later then,â you smile at him, hoping that they wonât keep him as late as last time. He smiles at you in return and you hear as he walks down the hall promptly followed by the front door opening and closing.
âHoney,â Your mum calls out as she walks into the living room, âwould you mind swapping over to the guest room tonight?â
Frowning at her, you shrug, âI mean I guess so. Can I ask why?â
âIâm going to be renovating my office, knocking down that one partition?â She gestures and you nod, âand I just wanna make sure youâre not next door in case something happens. You know how this house is. If Iâve told your father once, Iâve told him a million timesââ
âI got it, mum,â you cut her off, not wanting to listen to her badmouth your dad, âIâll go move some stuff out now.â
Glancing down at your phone, you see that itâs early in the evening. You make your way upstairs to your room and grab a change of clothes and your laptop. You walk down the hall, bypassing your parentâs room on the way, and enter the guest room.
Setting your stuff on the dresser, you flop down onto the bed and sigh. Catching a whiff of your mumâs perfume, you pull back and notice that the bed seems to have been slept in recently. Are things so bad they donât even sleep in the same bed anymore? You purse your lips but ultimately just grab your laptop to browse for a show to watch. Itâs not like you could do anything anyways.
After watching a couple movies, you climb out of bed to go shower. Slipping in your nightclothes, you give yourself a quick once over in the mirror, running your hands down the sheer babydoll nightie offset by your simple white panties. Itâs a bit racy, but itâs not like anyone else is going to see it. Once you make it back to your temporary sleeping arrangement, you shutdown your laptop and crawl under the covers, complete darkness blanketing the room except for a sliver of light from underneath the door.
You drift off to sleep, snuggled up under the thick blankets on the bed. Sometime later, you frown, eyes blearily opening as your brain tries to process why youâre awake.
A hot gust of air blows across your ear.
âBaby, come back to our room. I said I was sorry for forgetting to pick up the groceries, but you donât have to sleep in here.
Your body tenses as you realize your dad is spooning you from behind, hot hands groping your breasts through the thin nightie youâre wearing.
âTrying to rile me up? You know how much I love sheer lingerie, beautiful,â his fingers squeeze until the fat of your breasts spill between his fingers.
You open your mouth to say something, but he tweaks your nipples at that exact moment making you mewl and squirm back against his broad body.
âMore sensitive than usual,â he purrs in your ear, pinching your hard nipples over and over until youâre writhing against his stiffening cock.
âDad,â you gasp out, but he must not hear you since one of his hands slips down your body to tease your cunt.
âFuck,â he groans, fingers dipping underneath the band of your panties to rub your slit, gathering slick to rub your sensitive bud.
âDad, no,â you whine louder, bringing your hands up to grab his forearm, nails digging into the muscle.
He slows to a stop, but your clit still throbs underneath his fingertips. The hand cupping your breast moves up to tilt your head back. Your teary eyes meet your dadâs shocked gaze.
âIâm so sorry,â he quickly pulls his hand out of your panties, nearly falling off the bed in his rush to put distance between you.
Your pussy clenches on nothing, arousal thrumming through your entire body as you raise up to a sitting position to face your dad.
âSweetheart, Iâm so sorry. Your mum usually sleeps in here and, fuck,â he rakes a hand through his hair, âare you okay?â
He glances up from the bedspread to your face and you watch as his eyes drop down to your nipples poking through the sheer nightie. His eyes jump back up to your face, a flush overtaking the bridge of his nose as you notice him shifting a pillow over his lap.
Feeling another bolt of arousal, you bring your arms forward, squishing your breasts together and drawing his gaze back down to them again.
Looking at him, you let yourself imagine what it would be like if you hadnât said anything and your pussy aches to think of your dad splitting you open on his fat cock.
âIâm fine, dad,â you shift forward and you see him swallow heavily, âyou didnât mean to, right?â
Shaking his head quickly, he drags his eyes back up from your tempting nipples, âNo, sweetheart, I thought you were your mum. Fuck, Iâm so sorry.â
You bite your lip, pretending to look away but spying on him from the corner of your eye and you watch as he stares at your chest again, hands fidgeting with the pillow covering his lap.
Making up your mind, you turn back to him with a smile, âItâs okay, dad. Actually..â
You reach out and yank the pillow away before he can react and you bite your lip to see the sizable bulge in your dadâs slacks.
âI wouldnât mind if you wanted to keep going,â you offer, eyes hooded as they take in hisâs slack jawed expression.
âBaby,â he tries to use his hands to cover his lap, âthis is.. we shouldnât..â
He trails off as you make your way from the end of the bed to straddling his lap. His hands reach out to grab your waist, trembling as they grip you gently.
âYou were playing with my pussy so good, dad,â you whisper in his ear and you feel his whole body shudder, âand I loved how you were so rough on my nipples. Theyâre really sensitive.â
He groans deep in his chest, hands gripping you tighter now as his cock throbs against your panty clad pussy. You kiss his stubbled jaw until you reach his pouty lips.
âIâm glad you like my nightgown, dad,â your lips brush against his, making him breathe harder, âreally shows off my tits.â
You teasingly drag your lips against his, eyes locked with his dark stare. He fists your hair and yanks your head back.
âWhen did I raise such a slut?â He hisses at your upturned face, âthought you were my good little girl?â
Whining, you arch your back to press your chest into his line of view.
âI am,â you pout, âIâm your good girl, dad.â
He growls and pulls you into a rough, filthy tongue filled kiss that makes your stomach somersault. The wrongness of grinding down on your dadâs bulge as he fucks his tongue into your mouth makes slick flood your panties until theyâre see through.
âLet me see your tits,â he pulls back, hands moving up to grope your stiff peaks, âso soft, fuck, look at those cute nipples, sweetheart.â
Whining, you dig your hands into the muscled shoulders under his dress shirt.
âThis is so wrong,â he mumbles, fingers tugging in your nipples until you whimper and claw at his shoulders, âwe shouldnât be doing this, itâs so fucked up, baby.â
âI know,â you mewl, wet panties leaking all over his slacks, âitâs so wrong, but it feels so good. Please, dad, donât stop playing with my nipples.â
âGoddamn,â he grits out, âdonât worry baby, Iâm going to suck on these fat titties til youâre creaming those skimpy little panties.â
âOh, god,â you choke out, rocking your hips down with a moan, âdad, thatâs so dirty.â
âMm, yeah it is,â he hums, âitâs nasty that I wanna suck on my daughterâs sexy tits til sheâs gushing all over my lap like a slut.â
âYes, yes,â you pant loudly, âwant your mouth, dad.â
His eyes flutter shut for a moment before theyâre back open, staring hungrily at your breasts. Without removing the nightie, his mouth closes over one stiff peak, tongue lapping at the hard nipple through the thin material.
âDad!â You squeak, more slick pooling in those thin panties as you watch him suck on your breasts eagerly.
You rock in his lap, rubbing your wet cunt all over his dress slacks. It only serves to make him suck on your tits even harder, mouth swapping back and forth like he canât decide on which nipple to keep in his mouth. When he pulls back to finally yank the top down, the fabric is soaked, sticking to you like a second skin.
âSo sexy,â he pants, nipping the soft swell of your breasts, âtits are better than your mumâs.â
That shouldnât make you as happy as it does, hips swiveling down as you moan softly, pussy leaking slick steadily. He grabs your hips so hard you know heâll leave marks while he sucks on your bare breasts.
âIâm gânna cum, dad,â you stutter out, humping down on his bulge, âdad, ohhh, that feels so good.â
He grabs both of your breasts to squeeze them together and suck and kiss on your puffy nipples. With a keening cry, you cum inside your panties, saturating the fabric until it spills down your thighs. His slacks are completely soaked with your release, panties stuck to the chubby folds of your pussy.
âHavenât had a girl cum that hard since college,â he rumbles heatedly, mouth swollen from sucking your tits, âgonna let dad fuck that drippy young pussy?â
Shuddering, you nod, âUh huh.â
He grins and you feel your stomach somersault like before. Your dad looks ten years younger already as he flips you over onto your back, his massive frame dwarfing your own.
âLike being pressed down when a fat cock fills you up, huh?â He murmurs, yanking your panties off and groaning at the sopping wet mess the fabric is, âIâm keeping these, baby. Gonna need something to jerk off to after this.â
Moaning, you let your legs fall open and he growls to see how sticky wet your pussy has gotten. Undoing his slacks, he kneels between your legs and slaps his uncut cock down on your mound and pudgy clit.
âWe should stop,â he mutters, rubbing his cockhead across your clit, âshouldnât slip my dick inside your messy little pussy. Gonna make me want it all the time, baby.â
âYou can have it, dad,â you whimper, âuse my pussy whenever you want, itâs yours.â
He bucks forward, dick sliding through your pussy lips, âMy baby girlâs pretty cunt is only for me? To use whenever I want?â
You nod your head jerkily, âYeah, whenever you want.â
A sigh leaves his lips as his tip presses against your hole only to slip away to rub against your slick folds.
âMy daughterâs free use pussy and itâs all for me, huh?â He snaps his hips forward, bullying his thick cock into your tight hole making you squeal in pain.
âDad! Sâtoo much,â you cry, tears clumping in your lashes, âdaddy, itâs too big.â
He moans and shallowly fucks in and out of your squelching pussy.
âItâs not too big, baby,â he coos, thumb gliding across your clit to rub soft circles over the pudgy bud, âyour tiny pussy just isnât used to it, but donât worry, daddyâs big dick is gonna break her in.â
You whimper and thrash against the bed until he sinks his weight down on top of you.
âThere we go,â he soothes, âlet me raw this juicy little pussy, sweetheart.â
Eyes rolling back in your head, your nails scratch down his back, his shirt preventing you from clawing at his actual skin.
âFeels good, doesnât it, baby?â He chuckles, âgod, I needed this so much. My perfect little girl knows just what daddy needs.â
Arching your back, you gasp out a low whine, pussy clenching on his dick as he hammers against your g-spot on every deep thrust of his hips.
âWas gonna try and fuck your mother, but this is so much better. You actually spread your legs for me,â he grinds his cock deep in your pussy making your legs twitch, âbest stress relief I could ever ask for.â
âDad,â you whimper, âitâs so deep.â
He sighs in pleasure, hips rabbiting into your sopping wet hole, âI know, honey. Gonna cream your sweet little cunt as deep as possible.â
Shivering all over, your pussy throbs at his words.
âDad, we canât,â you whisper, âyou canât cum in me, Iâm your daughter.â
He grunts and fucks your pussy even harder, the sound of skin slapping as his heavy balls smack against your ass.
âIn for a penny, in for a pound, sweetheart,â he croons, âbesides donât you want to feel how much I care about you? How much I love stuffing your fat pussy? Câmon, let daddy creampie his cute daughter to show how much he loves her.â
You canât stop whimpering, voice getting higher as he keeps saying such dirty things.
âSâwrong, dad,â you double down, pussy getting wetter at how much rougher your dadâs thrusts get when you say that, âyou should pull out.â
âI should,â he agrees, hips pistoning so hard your tits bounce up and down with every thrust, âbut Iâm gonna show you how good itâll feel once daddy stuffs this needy hole to the brim.â
âFuck,â you cry out, head grinding back against the pillow as h rails your pussy into the mattress, âdad, youâre gonna make me cum, âm gonna cum all over your cock.â
âYes,â he grunts, thumb rubbing your clit fast and hard, âsqueeze my cock, show me how good this daddy dick is fucking your hot little pussy.â
âOh fuck, dad, daddy, dad,â you chant under your breath, back bowing sharply as your orgasm slams into your body.
You wail and he muffles your mouth with his hand as your pussy gushes slick all over his cock as he keeps fucking your spasming hole. You lay there, pussy wetly suctioning his throbbing cock as he buries himself to the hilt, growling softly as he spurts his hot and sticky load inside your cunt.
âGood girl,â he praises you, hands massaging the fat of your hips, âtake it all in, baby, donât wanna spill any or daddy will have to finger it back in that needy pussy.â
Whining, your cunt milks and squeezes his cock, clit pulsing with your heartbeat as his dick pumps rope after sticky rope of cum inside you. He pulls out with a grin on his face, half hard cock sandwiched between your pussy lips.
âWe keep this a secret from mum, okay?â he rubs his cock between your warm wet folds, eyes hungrily taking in your sweaty tired body.
âOf course, dad,â you murmur, âwhat about next time?â
He groans, âWe canât, baby. After tonight, we shouldnât ever do it again.â
You bite your lower lip, reaching down to stroke his cock against your clit, âWell, tonightâs not over with yet, dad.â
You feel him throb in your hand, hips bucking as he lowers himself back on top of you.
âSuch a dirty girl,â he kisses you heatedly, biting your lower lip as his tongue thrusts into your mouth lazily, âfuck, my own daughterâs got me so fucking hard.â
He whines as you press his thickening cock against your dripping hole.
âSuch a bad daddy,â you giggle, âwetting his dick with his little girlâs pussy.â
âYeah, âm so bad,â he pants, fucking his cock back into your pussy with short shallow thrusts, âitâs so wrong to like your sweet fucking pussy wrapped around my dick.â
You both moan when he bottoms out, slick and cum making a creamy ring around the base of his cock when he pulls back just to thrust right back into your pussy. He keeps you pressed against the bed, strong arms boxing you in as he humps your sloppy cunt.
âIâm gonna cum way too soon,â he moans brokenly, âhavenât felt this fucking good in too long, got me addicted to this tight little pussy.â
You sigh and whimper, pouting up at him, âYou said this was the only time, dad. Even though my pussyâs all yours anytime you want it.â
âDonât say that,â he gasps out, hips bucking wildly, dick splitting your pussy open so good, âthen Iâll always be buried in this fucking cunt, never leave the goddamn bed.â
Your eyes flutter as he grinds down against your clit. Pussy fluttering around his dick, you feel your third climax right there on the cusp of washing over your body. He nips your earlobe before dragging his lips down to kiss and bite your neck
âGod, dad, Iâm cumming again,â you mewl, body wound tight, âoh please, please, fuck!â
Your pussy squirts, almost pushing your dadâs fat cock out of your clenching hole as slick soaks his dick and drips down his balls.
âOh honey,â he laughs delightedly, âdaddy made you squirt? What a slutty pussy, fuck, thatâs gonna make me cum, take it, beautiful, give you another creampie in this messy cunt.â
You're out of it, body buzzing like youâll vibrate out of your skin. Leon slams his cock into you one final time and spills his second load deep inside your overstimulated pussy.
âSo good,â he whispers in your ear, âtaking such good care of daddy tonight. Iâll make sure this needy pussy gets all the daddy dick she wants, baby.â
With a low whine, he pulls out and flips you over onto your tummy. He pushes his softening cock between your thighs and drops his body entirely down onto you, squishing you down into the mattress.
âGotta give me a few to get it up again,â he kisses the back of your neck making you squirm, âdadâs not as young as he used to be.â
Your thighs squeeze around him and he chuckles warmly, âBut I can go all night, honey. Hope you can handle me.â
dad who turns his daughter into a complete sex addict!!! always rubbing or humping or stuffing something up her tiny holes, pawing at papaâs cock whenever heâs home just begging to be fucked cause nothin makes her feel as good as when papa fucks her braindead on his adult cock đ”âđ«
fun sub experiment: pretend not to understand what theyâre doing to you so you can find out if theyâll educate you in excruciating detail or gaslight you into believing itâs something innocuous
Something so sexy about being trapped under someone much bigger as their cock grows hard and they fumble to get it into the nearest hole while I have no hope of escape
pov you're a kid going back to your classroom after hours because you forgot something, and catch your teacher jerking off
(ageplay, cnc and coersion, guided masturbation, p in v sex)
you haven't had the talk, and don't know what's happening, but feel like you're not supposed to watch. but you can't help your curiosity and keep watching through the little window in the door as teacher fucks his fist until he busts his load all over his hand. you put your hand down the front of your pants out of curiosity, can your parts do that too?
only for your teacher to catch you touching yourself outside his classroom. he invites you into the classroom and tells you its normal to have questions about your body, but you should do it with adult supervision. he tells you not to be ashamed, so you let him take your pants and underwear off to show him your kid cunt
he sits you on the edge of a desk and tells you to show him what you were doing, so you start touching yourself, clumsily and without much success. so he guides your hand to your little clit and shows you how to rub it, and you squirm at how good it feels. he watches you rub your clit desperately, and you notice his cock is standing up straight again, leaking a little bit of liquid as he starts jerking its length with his hand
with his other hand, he starts touching at your entrance, praising you for how wet you've gotten, though you don't understand why this is a good thing yet. then he presses a finger into your tight pussy. you close your legs instinctually, but he grabs your knee with his other hand and you let him spread your legs--he is a responsible adult, after all
he pushes his finger in and out, and it feels strange but good, especially mixed the sensation of your own fingers rubbing your sensitive nub. he adds another finger, and you're about to tell him it's too much when he curls his fingers and strokes a spot inside you that makes everything hot and good
you whimper loudly as you experience your first orgasm, and he takes over rubbing your clit when your hand gets too weak to do it yourself. he coaxes you through the pleasure, touching all the good spots that you've never even touched yourself, let alone be touched by someone else
you cant help but smile proudly when he tells you you're a fast learner, but when he tells you you're ready for the real thing, you look at him confused. he whispers like he's telling you a secret, and tells you that your parts are made to fit with his parts
you look at his adult cock again, and feel something strange in your stomach, as you leak arousal on the table. it still feels like you're not supposed to be looking at it, let alone touch it. but that just makes you more curious. you want to feel it inside you
he lifts you from the table and sits down in his teacher chair, settling you on his lap, his cock right in front of you. it looks so big, even bigger than your little forearm, but you trust your teacher knows what he's doing. he lifts you up and lines himself up with your entrance, and you feel his throbbing head pressed against your pussy lips, leaking precum onto your sensitive parts
he lowers you down, and you feel yourself being stretched, almost painful, but he's so slow and careful so as to not hurt you. you still whimper and gasp as he slides his thick member into you, overwhelmed by the strange sensation of something so big and hard pushing against your walls
when your crotch finally makes contact with his and he bottoms out inside you, you think that this is all there is to it. but then he lifts you up and rocks back into you, and you moan as he hits that sensitive spot inside you again. he's pulling a strange face and making strange noises that you've never seen or heard before, but it all just feeds into that warmth in your tummy that makes you want to touch yourself again
after the first few slow rocks of his hips, he seems to lose his patience and begins thusting up into you with a brutal pace, and despite the pain of the stretch, you find yourself bouncing on his cock and chasing that warm feeling you had earlier. before long, you're riding your teacher with loud slaps of skin and dirty squelches echoing in the classroom
but its still not enough for him. you gasp as he lifts you up and you suddenly feel empty, and he places you on your back on the desk. then he lines himself up and sheaths his whole length in you at once, pushing you down by your thighs until you're almost bent in half, legs in the air and tight cunt full of his adult cock
the new angle has his tip pressed even further in you, brushing past your pleasurable spots every time he slams into you. overwhelmed and out of control, you don't try to stop him as he ploughs into you with enough force to make the desk creak, groaning loudly with each thrust
then you feel it, that warmth growing and spreading in your crotch and thighs. you reach down and start rubbing your clit again, just wanting it over with by now. you see absolute pleasure dawn on his face as he watches you, your face red with both pleasure and fear, touch yourself while he spears you on his cock
his thrusts get messy and desparate as you feel something warm burst inside of you, and before long his thrusts are slowing, fucking his seed back into you before it can leak out
as he comes down from his orgasm, you're still rubbing your little clit and bucking your hips. he pulls out and you both watch his spend spill out of you, which he quickly leans down to lick up without thinking. you cry out at the weird feeling of your teachers tongue on your skin, but as he makes his way up to your pussy and starts swirling it around your little nub, suddenly you don't want to stop him
burning with pleasure, your thighs keep trying to close themselves, but he forces your legs open and flicks his tongue expertly against your clit. he starts to finger his cum back into you, your juices mixing with his spend, and you feel his beard scratch against your bare, young pussy in a way that's so wrong but too good to stop. when he locks his lips over your clit and sucks with a swirl of his tongue, you clench hard against his fingers and the warmth in your tummy releases in a hot wave, and a rush of clear liquid squirts out of you. the pleasure overtakes you, as he keeps licking at your pussy until you beg him to stop, and he finally lets up to admire the beautiful mess he's made of you
he spends the next minute telling you how well you did and how proud he is. more importantly, YOU feel proud of yourself, having learned so much more than you could have ever hoped
and the best part is, he'll tell your parents that you take an afterschool club now, so he can start teaching you like this every day, ensuring that you're always his best pupil
the little difference between "daddy" and "dad" ???
people have definitely talked about this before but fuck. "daddy" is fun. it's teasing, it's safe. some people dislike it, and that's fine. it's not for them.
but "dad" ? an older man between my legs, playing with me, and i whine without thinking, "oh fuck dad, right there." he hesitates to a full stop, fingers fluttering against my cunt, and my face flushes red. i start stuttering out apologizes, saying it was a mistake, that the word caught in my throat, that i meant to say daddy.
and he shushes me all gently, continuing to rub at my clit, saying something about, "it's okay, baby. you want dad to make you feel good ?" and my legs are spread in front of him so he can watch my cunt clench at his words. and i'd whine and shake my head in denial, and he'd tsk and roll my clit between his fingers, watching my back arch and hips try to buck against his hand. "you shouldn't lie to your dad, baby. i'd hate to have to punish you."
and i'd cum far too quickly compared to normal, as if to solidify proof in what i liked. and he'd start making me call him "dad" all the time. he'd wait until i said it in front of people before shoving his tongue down my throat and reaching around to grip my ass in his hand.
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