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By Kallan Matthews
It all started innocent enough, with the occasional compliment from my
father about my developing body, or just a stare. I never thought in a
million years that I or let alone the man who gave me life would be in a
sexual relationship, but thankfully I was wrong, how wrong I was, I didn't
know then.
I was laying in bed the night things escalated, not as quickly as I would
have liked in retrospect. I was laying face down on my bed slightly curled
up so my head was facing my door. It was a hot summer night so I had opened
my windows to let the cool night are in. Two fans were placed in each
window on low as to not make too much noise. I could hear the crickets and
frogs performing their nightly habits. Occasionally I would hear the window
air conditioner in my parents room roar to life with a loud gritty hum.
Since the night was so hot, I had not worn any of my usual things I would
wear to bed. Normally in the colder months I would wear an old tank top
that had been stretched out, and some either basketball shorts, or
sweatpants depending on the temperature. That night I was completely nude.
All that covered me was the top sheet of my bed as the blankets were too
thick and it was too hot for them.
As I was falling in and out of sleep the light that shone through my door
way went dark which caused me to stir. I could see the 6'3" silhouette of
my father blocking the light. I wish I could have seen better detail but
couldn't. I could smell the body wash he used which instantly told me he
had just gotten out of the shower. I had seen my father shirtless many
times over my life. As a volunteer firefighter, and personal trainer he was
built. He wasn't bulky like some sort of body builder. I once heard my mom
talking to her sister who said he looked like one of the men from Chip N'
Dale's. At the time I didn't know what that was but when I googled it she
was right. He looked like he was carved directly by Aphrodite and Adonis
themselves. He was tall, always tan, chocolate brown hair which was shaved
on the sides, and put up in a "man-bun" he always had a goatee which I felt
made him look more distinguished, and passionate green eyes. In essence I
felt like he was perfect. He wasn't too hairy either he manscaped his chest
hair and I assumed the other parts of his body as well but I hadn't seen
him fully naked. I saw his perfect peach emoji like ass once when I was 12
and nearly fainted from how quick my dick got hard and it was hairless, but
he had a light sprinkling of dark brown hair over his chest and stomach,
which culminated in a manicured and sexy treasure trail.
As I imagined this adonis of a man who was just standing in my doorway, my
dick got rock hard almost instantly. Thankfully my sheets were
unintentionally but gracefully d****d over my ass but just so you could see
the roundness at the top of my crack. He just stood there and I waited in
anticipation for the moment that I had wished for since I could remember.
"Good night stud." he whispered and slowly shut my door. I was disappointed
but this was out of the ordinary for him. He wouldn't get out of the shower
which was connected to his and my moms' room. Walk upstairs and down the
hall to my room just to tell me goodnight and shut my door. Not even my
mother who was a very affectionate lovely woman did that anymore, she
stopped doing that when I was 14, now that I'm 16 I get treated pretty much
like an adult. I sighed grabbed the lube that was under my bed and my cum
rag and jerked my dick to the thought of my father's beautiful body, once
completed I passed out and awoke to my alarm.
I groaned as I stretched in my nice and cold room. It was a chilly morning,
but I knew that today was going to be a scorcher. I also noted it was cold
enough to make my nipples hard. I chuckled to myself as I got up, took my
fans out of the windows, closed them and pulled my black out curtains over.
I had taped aluminum foil to the other side to best reflect the sun and
thereby keeping my room at least cooler than it would be outside. I then
stumbled across my room to the light switch and turned on my light. I went
blind for a second but soon regained my sight as I stared into the mirror.
I was 16 years old, skinny, with a small amount of muscle. I had a six pack
but only because I was thin not because I worked out. I was hairless accept
on my arms, legs, and pubic area. My hair was a dusty blonde color unlike
my fathers, and I had my mother's blue eyes. I stopped checking myself out
only so I could get dressed so I could go downstairs before anyone else got
up and eat breakfast by myself.
I liked being the first one up. Usually because mom is making breakfast,
dad is usually on the phone as he walks out the door, and my younger
brother and sister are fighting over who gets to use the batman cup that
day. So its pretty hectic. As I walked down stairs carefully avoiding the
steps that make noises, I walked into the kitchen. There standing at the
sink with his robe fully open was my father. It was like the Gods had
answered my prayers. There before me was the dick that made me, it was a
good 4-5in soft, and uncut, and I was correct about his pubes being well
groomed. He looked up from the paper and blushed.
"Oh shit sorry k**!" he said embarrassed, and quickly pulled his robe
together and tied it shut.
"Its all good dad, you always say... its just a body everyone has one." I
said that last part as close as I could to his own deep sexy almost gravely
voice. We both laughed. I grabbed the milk, and my cereal as I poured my
breakfast I noticed my dad staring at me.
"What has you up so early?" he asked as he sat down with me holding his
coffee in one hand and setting the paper down with the other.
"Have you seen the breakfast routine around here. Its chaotic. I don't want
to deal with that first thing in the morning." I said between mouthfuls of
cereal.
"Fair enough." He said opening the paper again.
"Wait why are you up so early?" I asked kind of reading one of the articles
on the front page about some homeless person who got eaten alive by a pack
of coyotes.
"Pretty much the same reason you're up so early, that and I have to open
Frank's gym this week while he's on vacation." He replied not looking up
from his paper. Frank was one of my fathers friends from way back. He was
short compared to my dad, but he was a boneified body builder. He was once
attractive but after years of bulking up coupled with his 5'6" stature made
him look like a tan boulder, but he was one of the nicest guys you'd ever
meet.
"Oh I'm sorry." I said as I took the parts of the paper that he had
discarded.
"Don't be. Things have been quite lately with the business and the
firehouse so I thought I'd be able to help the douchebag out." He said and
chuckled.
"Oh cool." I said not knowing what to say.
"How about you come with me. Frank's gym is only a few blocks away from
your school and you can avoid the breakfast chaos." he said.
"Sure. I don't have to be there till noon anyway as its a B day, besides I
can work on my history report. Its done but I just have to edit it and make
sure everything is ok. Does he have a printer?" I asked.
"I'm sure he does, but just in case he doesn't bring a flash drive and I'll
give you the money to print it at school." He said as he got up to get
dressed.
"Cool. I'll be here." I said as he left the room. I watched as his bubble
butt poked out from his robe and I thought I would cum right then and
there. I quickly tried to clear my mind by reading the paper. When my dad
returned he was wearing a tank top that was barely any fabric at all, his
whole torso was visible. The most fabric it had covered from the top of his
belly button down and around the back, and some short shorts. He turned
around to get something out of a nearby cabinet and I could see the small
white strap of his jock strap poking out from the bottom of his shorts.
After he had made his pre-workout shake, and packed his lunch, he wrote my
mom a note, placed it on the island where we were sitting, and we took off
for Frank's Gym.
It was a quiet car ride as we were both still kind of waking up, but I did
sense a change. My dad was acting strange. He was being far less
affectionate than he had been in the past. Not that he was super
affectionate, but he would give me hugs, ruffle my hair, kiss the top of my
head. You know normal dad stuff but that car ride was different. There was
a tension not a negative tension either, it was more like we were playing a
game of chicken and neither of us wanted to make the first move, but we
both knew that that ball would drop, and who's court it would be in neither
of us could tell.
We drove up to a dark but rather large building with windows that covered
the whole front of it. Along the those windows were a row of treadmills and
a few stair machines. Dad and I walked up to the door, unlocked it but then
re-locked it once we were inside. He then ran across the gym to the beeping
security system pad, punched in the code and we were in. I found the light
switches behind the front desk and started to flip them on as dad walked
behind me and booted up the computers.
"Could you do me a favor k**do?" he asked
"Sure?" I said.
"The list of opening duties that Frank gave me is long, would you mind
checking the locker rooms and making sure they're clean?" he asked.
"Sure thing daddyo." I said awkwardly and laughed as I walked to the locker
rooms. I started in the women's locker room and everything was tidy and
clean. It didn't smell like the boys locker room at school which reeked of
B.O. and a million types of body sprays and deodorants. I then went into
the mens locker room which everything seemed to be in order that was until
I saw a locker that was open. I walked over and all that was inside was a
jock strap. I looked around and picked it up. It was definitely used as it
smelled like sweat and cum. I inhaled it deeply and it sent me to that
primal place guys go to when they need sex. I stripped off my pants and
underwear and slipped it on. It fit perfectly even though I had a hardon. I
slowly stripped my shirt off as I played with my nipples and gasped in
pleasure as I just let the material rub on my body. I heard a throat clear
noise and turned around to see my dad nearly naked only wearing his
jockstrap.
"Dad!" I exclaimed and he put his finger to my mouth and just looked me up
and down.
"You look sexy as hell in that jock boy." He said his voice full of sex and
desire.
"You do too... daddy." I said and he leaned down and growled in my ear.
"I want your cherry boy, do you want the dick that made you to pop your boy
pussy?" he growled in my ear. His breath and his whiskers were giving me
goosebumps.
"Yes daddy... sir" I moaned back and he picked me up. My legs instantly
wrapped around his waist and he kissed me passionately. Our tongues dancing
together like some sort of complicated routine. Our hands exploring each
others bodies. My hands were rubbing his chest and playing with his pierced
nipples. The little bars made it easy to flick and pinch them which my dad
would kiss harder. His hands were exploring my ass and one finger managed
to find my hole which quivered with excitement. Dad broke the kiss and I
slid down his body. I took off his jock and immediately swallowed his dick
which tasted better than I imagined. My tongue explored under his foreskin
tasting the deposits of precum.
"MMM baby boy your mouth is incredible. Have you done this before?" he
asked. I didn't want to take my mouth off his glorious cock but I did.
"Only a few times with a few of the guys in the locker room at school. It
never went past that though." I said as I went right back to worshiping my
dads cock.
"Yeah baby. You owe your life to this cock. Had I not fucked your mother
you wouldn't have been born. Oh my beautiful boy. I knew from the moment
you were born that I would be fucking you some day." He moaned.
"I had hoped one day you would daddy, and i've saved my virginity for you."
I moaned back. At the sound of that he picked me up and arranged me on a
nearby bench. He laid me on my back so I could see his face as he entered
my virgin pussy. He reached under the bench and pulled out a bottle of lube
and lathered my hole and his big dick.
"Are you ready baby?" he growled in my ear.
"Fuck me daddy, fuck me and make me yours." I moaned and he slowly entered
my hole. It was painful but amazing. I couldn't believe the cock that I
owed my life to was taking my virginity! In a gym locker room no less.
Daddy stared at me and watched as I wriggled with pleasure. One hand was
holding my one of my legs, the other was caressing my chest and stomach.
There was a pool of precum from my own hard dick that daddy scooped up and
put in his mouth.
"Daddy wait. I want to try something!" I said and he pulled out leaving me
feeling empty. I got on all fours and just when I felt Dad's head enter my
hole I pushed back and took every inch of his big cock which at first hurt
like a bitch but dad moaned loud.
"Fuck baby you really want this dick!" he growled.
"Yes daddy I do. I want you to fuck me, cum in me and make me 100% yours!"
I moaned. He fucked me hard which caused me to unload not once, not twice,
but three times. His big thick cock hit my prostate completely as we moaned
and grunted. All we could hear was the slapping of his hips against my ass
and the grunts moans and the dirty talk.
"I have a question for you baby?" his labored breathing told me he was
getting close.
"Whats that daddy?" I asked drunk from his dick. He slowed and flipped me
over so I was in his lap and looked into my eyes.
"I don't want to be with anyone else. I want to be your father, but also
your boyfriend, and eventually your husband. Would you be upset if I
divorced your mother and we could live together forever." he said as he
fucked me. I almost exploded again. That was so hot, in a fucked up way.
"Daddy I want you to get rid of that cunt so we can be together." I moaned
and he fucked me harder and harder after he heard me say that.
"I'm getting close baby boy." he moaned as I bit and kissed his neck and
played with his nipples.
"Cum in me daddy! Cum in me and make me yours!" I moaned as I came again
for a 5th time soaking our chests and tummies.
"Fuck baby your ass is mine forever!" he yelled and I could feel the flood
of cum enter my now well fucked hole. He remained in me as we kissed.
"I love you baby." he panted.
"I love you too daddy. Does this mean you're my boyfriend?" I asked and he
smiled which almost made me cum again.
"Yes baby. I want no one but me to touch you ok?" he said with seriousness.
"Of course daddy. I want only your touch." I said. He sealed our new
relationship by eating out his own cum from my freshly fucked hole, and
feeding it to me with his mouth. We then got showered dressed and cleaned
up our mess to open the Gym.
A week later I heard yelling as my dad asked mom for a divorce. She was
screaming and crying asking who the other woman was, and my dad said there
wasn't another woman, but there was another man and that he was gay. She
stopped yelling. She cried though a lot but agreed to the divorce. She
would take my younger brother and sister and move in with her sister, dad
and I would live in the house and dad would pay her c***d support every
month which dad agreed. It had been two and a half weeks since dad and I
had fucked, and we were practicality dying to fuck again, but we had to
wait until mom and the k**s were out of the house. Once moved and papers
were signed dad fucked me on the kitchen island on top of the divorce
papers. We were now officially a couple and to prove it, dad got down on
one knee after he had fucked my brains out and gave me a diamond ring.
"My beautiful son and lover, will you marry me?" he asked sincerely. He had
tears in his eyes and I did too. I said yes and he slipped the diamond band
around my left ring finger. We kissed and made love again this time in
every room in the house.
I thought I would get tired of getting fucked by my dad and future husband
but that never happened. I am now 26, my dad is in his 40's and we fuck at
least twice every day.
It all started innocent enough, with the occasional compliment from my
father about my developing body, or just a stare. I never thought in a
million years that I or let alone the man who gave me life would be in a
sexual relationship, but thankfully I was wrong, how wrong I was, I didn't
know then.
I was laying in bed the night things escalated, not as quickly as I would
have liked in retrospect. I was laying face down on my bed slightly curled
up so my head was facing my door. It was a hot summer night so I had opened
my windows to let the cool night are in. Two fans were placed in each
window on low as to not make too much noise. I could hear the crickets and
frogs performing their nightly habits. Occasionally I would hear the window
air conditioner in my parents room roar to life with a loud gritty hum.
Since the night was so hot, I had not worn any of my usual things I would
wear to bed. Normally in the colder months I would wear an old tank top
that had been stretched out, and some either basketball shorts, or
sweatpants depending on the temperature. That night I was completely nude.
All that covered me was the top sheet of my bed as the blankets were too
thick and it was too hot for them.
As I was falling in and out of sleep the light that shone through my door
way went dark which caused me to stir. I could see the 6'3" silhouette of
my father blocking the light. I wish I could have seen better detail but
couldn't. I could smell the body wash he used which instantly told me he
had just gotten out of the shower. I had seen my father shirtless many
times over my life. As a volunteer firefighter, and personal trainer he was
built. He wasn't bulky like some sort of body builder. I once heard my mom
talking to her sister who said he looked like one of the men from Chip N'
Dale's. At the time I didn't know what that was but when I googled it she
was right. He looked like he was carved directly by Aphrodite and Adonis
themselves. He was tall, always tan, chocolate brown hair which was shaved
on the sides, and put up in a "man-bun" he always had a goatee which I felt
made him look more distinguished, and passionate green eyes. In essence I
felt like he was perfect. He wasn't too hairy either he manscaped his chest
hair and I assumed the other parts of his body as well but I hadn't seen
him fully naked. I saw his perfect peach emoji like ass once when I was 12
and nearly fainted from how quick my dick got hard and it was hairless, but
he had a light sprinkling of dark brown hair over his chest and stomach,
which culminated in a manicured and sexy treasure trail.
As I imagined this adonis of a man who was just standing in my doorway, my
dick got rock hard almost instantly. Thankfully my sheets were
unintentionally but gracefully d****d over my ass but just so you could see
the roundness at the top of my crack. He just stood there and I waited in
anticipation for the moment that I had wished for since I could remember.
"Good night stud." he whispered and slowly shut my door. I was disappointed
but this was out of the ordinary for him. He wouldn't get out of the shower
which was connected to his and my moms' room. Walk upstairs and down the
hall to my room just to tell me goodnight and shut my door. Not even my
mother who was a very affectionate lovely woman did that anymore, she
stopped doing that when I was 14, now that I'm 16 I get treated pretty much
like an adult. I sighed grabbed the lube that was under my bed and my cum
rag and jerked my dick to the thought of my father's beautiful body, once
completed I passed out and awoke to my alarm.
I groaned as I stretched in my nice and cold room. It was a chilly morning,
but I knew that today was going to be a scorcher. I also noted it was cold
enough to make my nipples hard. I chuckled to myself as I got up, took my
fans out of the windows, closed them and pulled my black out curtains over.
I had taped aluminum foil to the other side to best reflect the sun and
thereby keeping my room at least cooler than it would be outside. I then
stumbled across my room to the light switch and turned on my light. I went
blind for a second but soon regained my sight as I stared into the mirror.
I was 16 years old, skinny, with a small amount of muscle. I had a six pack
but only because I was thin not because I worked out. I was hairless accept
on my arms, legs, and pubic area. My hair was a dusty blonde color unlike
my fathers, and I had my mother's blue eyes. I stopped checking myself out
only so I could get dressed so I could go downstairs before anyone else got
up and eat breakfast by myself.
I liked being the first one up. Usually because mom is making breakfast,
dad is usually on the phone as he walks out the door, and my younger
brother and sister are fighting over who gets to use the batman cup that
day. So its pretty hectic. As I walked down stairs carefully avoiding the
steps that make noises, I walked into the kitchen. There standing at the
sink with his robe fully open was my father. It was like the Gods had
answered my prayers. There before me was the dick that made me, it was a
good 4-5in soft, and uncut, and I was correct about his pubes being well
groomed. He looked up from the paper and blushed.
"Oh shit sorry k**!" he said embarrassed, and quickly pulled his robe
together and tied it shut.
"Its all good dad, you always say... its just a body everyone has one." I
said that last part as close as I could to his own deep sexy almost gravely
voice. We both laughed. I grabbed the milk, and my cereal as I poured my
breakfast I noticed my dad staring at me.
"What has you up so early?" he asked as he sat down with me holding his
coffee in one hand and setting the paper down with the other.
"Have you seen the breakfast routine around here. Its chaotic. I don't want
to deal with that first thing in the morning." I said between mouthfuls of
cereal.
"Fair enough." He said opening the paper again.
"Wait why are you up so early?" I asked kind of reading one of the articles
on the front page about some homeless person who got eaten alive by a pack
of coyotes.
"Pretty much the same reason you're up so early, that and I have to open
Frank's gym this week while he's on vacation." He replied not looking up
from his paper. Frank was one of my fathers friends from way back. He was
short compared to my dad, but he was a boneified body builder. He was once
attractive but after years of bulking up coupled with his 5'6" stature made
him look like a tan boulder, but he was one of the nicest guys you'd ever
meet.
"Oh I'm sorry." I said as I took the parts of the paper that he had
discarded.
"Don't be. Things have been quite lately with the business and the
firehouse so I thought I'd be able to help the douchebag out." He said and
chuckled.
"Oh cool." I said not knowing what to say.
"How about you come with me. Frank's gym is only a few blocks away from
your school and you can avoid the breakfast chaos." he said.
"Sure. I don't have to be there till noon anyway as its a B day, besides I
can work on my history report. Its done but I just have to edit it and make
sure everything is ok. Does he have a printer?" I asked.
"I'm sure he does, but just in case he doesn't bring a flash drive and I'll
give you the money to print it at school." He said as he got up to get
dressed.
"Cool. I'll be here." I said as he left the room. I watched as his bubble
butt poked out from his robe and I thought I would cum right then and
there. I quickly tried to clear my mind by reading the paper. When my dad
returned he was wearing a tank top that was barely any fabric at all, his
whole torso was visible. The most fabric it had covered from the top of his
belly button down and around the back, and some short shorts. He turned
around to get something out of a nearby cabinet and I could see the small
white strap of his jock strap poking out from the bottom of his shorts.
After he had made his pre-workout shake, and packed his lunch, he wrote my
mom a note, placed it on the island where we were sitting, and we took off
for Frank's Gym.
It was a quiet car ride as we were both still kind of waking up, but I did
sense a change. My dad was acting strange. He was being far less
affectionate than he had been in the past. Not that he was super
affectionate, but he would give me hugs, ruffle my hair, kiss the top of my
head. You know normal dad stuff but that car ride was different. There was
a tension not a negative tension either, it was more like we were playing a
game of chicken and neither of us wanted to make the first move, but we
both knew that that ball would drop, and who's court it would be in neither
of us could tell.
We drove up to a dark but rather large building with windows that covered
the whole front of it. Along the those windows were a row of treadmills and
a few stair machines. Dad and I walked up to the door, unlocked it but then
re-locked it once we were inside. He then ran across the gym to the beeping
security system pad, punched in the code and we were in. I found the light
switches behind the front desk and started to flip them on as dad walked
behind me and booted up the computers.
"Could you do me a favor k**do?" he asked
"Sure?" I said.
"The list of opening duties that Frank gave me is long, would you mind
checking the locker rooms and making sure they're clean?" he asked.
"Sure thing daddyo." I said awkwardly and laughed as I walked to the locker
rooms. I started in the women's locker room and everything was tidy and
clean. It didn't smell like the boys locker room at school which reeked of
B.O. and a million types of body sprays and deodorants. I then went into
the mens locker room which everything seemed to be in order that was until
I saw a locker that was open. I walked over and all that was inside was a
jock strap. I looked around and picked it up. It was definitely used as it
smelled like sweat and cum. I inhaled it deeply and it sent me to that
primal place guys go to when they need sex. I stripped off my pants and
underwear and slipped it on. It fit perfectly even though I had a hardon. I
slowly stripped my shirt off as I played with my nipples and gasped in
pleasure as I just let the material rub on my body. I heard a throat clear
noise and turned around to see my dad nearly naked only wearing his
jockstrap.
"Dad!" I exclaimed and he put his finger to my mouth and just looked me up
and down.
"You look sexy as hell in that jock boy." He said his voice full of sex and
desire.
"You do too... daddy." I said and he leaned down and growled in my ear.
"I want your cherry boy, do you want the dick that made you to pop your boy
pussy?" he growled in my ear. His breath and his whiskers were giving me
goosebumps.
"Yes daddy... sir" I moaned back and he picked me up. My legs instantly
wrapped around his waist and he kissed me passionately. Our tongues dancing
together like some sort of complicated routine. Our hands exploring each
others bodies. My hands were rubbing his chest and playing with his pierced
nipples. The little bars made it easy to flick and pinch them which my dad
would kiss harder. His hands were exploring my ass and one finger managed
to find my hole which quivered with excitement. Dad broke the kiss and I
slid down his body. I took off his jock and immediately swallowed his dick
which tasted better than I imagined. My tongue explored under his foreskin
tasting the deposits of precum.
"MMM baby boy your mouth is incredible. Have you done this before?" he
asked. I didn't want to take my mouth off his glorious cock but I did.
"Only a few times with a few of the guys in the locker room at school. It
never went past that though." I said as I went right back to worshiping my
dads cock.
"Yeah baby. You owe your life to this cock. Had I not fucked your mother
you wouldn't have been born. Oh my beautiful boy. I knew from the moment
you were born that I would be fucking you some day." He moaned.
"I had hoped one day you would daddy, and i've saved my virginity for you."
I moaned back. At the sound of that he picked me up and arranged me on a
nearby bench. He laid me on my back so I could see his face as he entered
my virgin pussy. He reached under the bench and pulled out a bottle of lube
and lathered my hole and his big dick.
"Are you ready baby?" he growled in my ear.
"Fuck me daddy, fuck me and make me yours." I moaned and he slowly entered
my hole. It was painful but amazing. I couldn't believe the cock that I
owed my life to was taking my virginity! In a gym locker room no less.
Daddy stared at me and watched as I wriggled with pleasure. One hand was
holding my one of my legs, the other was caressing my chest and stomach.
There was a pool of precum from my own hard dick that daddy scooped up and
put in his mouth.
"Daddy wait. I want to try something!" I said and he pulled out leaving me
feeling empty. I got on all fours and just when I felt Dad's head enter my
hole I pushed back and took every inch of his big cock which at first hurt
like a bitch but dad moaned loud.
"Fuck baby you really want this dick!" he growled.
"Yes daddy I do. I want you to fuck me, cum in me and make me 100% yours!"
I moaned. He fucked me hard which caused me to unload not once, not twice,
but three times. His big thick cock hit my prostate completely as we moaned
and grunted. All we could hear was the slapping of his hips against my ass
and the grunts moans and the dirty talk.
"I have a question for you baby?" his labored breathing told me he was
getting close.
"Whats that daddy?" I asked drunk from his dick. He slowed and flipped me
over so I was in his lap and looked into my eyes.
"I don't want to be with anyone else. I want to be your father, but also
your boyfriend, and eventually your husband. Would you be upset if I
divorced your mother and we could live together forever." he said as he
fucked me. I almost exploded again. That was so hot, in a fucked up way.
"Daddy I want you to get rid of that cunt so we can be together." I moaned
and he fucked me harder and harder after he heard me say that.
"I'm getting close baby boy." he moaned as I bit and kissed his neck and
played with his nipples.
"Cum in me daddy! Cum in me and make me yours!" I moaned as I came again
for a 5th time soaking our chests and tummies.
"Fuck baby your ass is mine forever!" he yelled and I could feel the flood
of cum enter my now well fucked hole. He remained in me as we kissed.
"I love you baby." he panted.
"I love you too daddy. Does this mean you're my boyfriend?" I asked and he
smiled which almost made me cum again.
"Yes baby. I want no one but me to touch you ok?" he said with seriousness.
"Of course daddy. I want only your touch." I said. He sealed our new
relationship by eating out his own cum from my freshly fucked hole, and
feeding it to me with his mouth. We then got showered dressed and cleaned
up our mess to open the Gym.
A week later I heard yelling as my dad asked mom for a divorce. She was
screaming and crying asking who the other woman was, and my dad said there
wasn't another woman, but there was another man and that he was gay. She
stopped yelling. She cried though a lot but agreed to the divorce. She
would take my younger brother and sister and move in with her sister, dad
and I would live in the house and dad would pay her c***d support every
month which dad agreed. It had been two and a half weeks since dad and I
had fucked, and we were practicality dying to fuck again, but we had to
wait until mom and the k**s were out of the house. Once moved and papers
were signed dad fucked me on the kitchen island on top of the divorce
papers. We were now officially a couple and to prove it, dad got down on
one knee after he had fucked my brains out and gave me a diamond ring.
"My beautiful son and lover, will you marry me?" he asked sincerely. He had
tears in his eyes and I did too. I said yes and he slipped the diamond band
around my left ring finger. We kissed and made love again this time in
every room in the house.
I thought I would get tired of getting fucked by my dad and future husband
but that never happened. I am now 26, my dad is in his 40's and we fuck at
least twice every day.
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