Chapter 10 A Swinger s Party Innuendo and Lancelot Enters My Camelot
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My wife went to do some errands before the big snowstorm, so I figured I’d go out too and see if there was anything to do before it hit.
I drove over to the busiest adult bookstore in town. I usually don’t go that early (it was around 8AM), and wasn’t sure if it would even be opened yet. Anyway, I pulled in the front parking lot and then drove around to the back where anyone parks who doesn’t want their car seen from the road - in other words, anyone who’s been there before. I only saw one car parked in the back lot, a small SUV - not a good sign. As usual, I parked away from the other car, and walked up to the back door. Locked. Apparently they don’t open this early.
I turn to walk back to my car. I glance briefly at the other parked car, and notice a man in the driver seat. He sees me, I see him, and I drop my head back down quickly and walk to my car. I open the car door and get in. I sit there for a moment, start the car, and glance once more towards the other car.
The older man is leaning back against the headrest, eyes closed. He’s an older guy, so I figure maybe he’s napping until they open. I decide what the hell, and walk over to his car.
He doesn’t notice me walk up. As I said, he’s an older man, probably at least late 50s. He’s chubby like me, with salt and pepper hair (though a little more salt than pepper). He’s got his head back against the headrest, eyes closed. My eyes move down to his crotch, and I notice that he’s not sleeping after all - he’s stroking his cock. He’s not huge, only about my size, and he’s not fully hard. I’m used to that with older guys - I like it, and half the time I’m the same way. I take note of the wedding ring on his other hand as I watch for a moment.
When he doesn’t notice me, I knock on the passenger side window. He opens his eyes and freaks out for a moment, then puts the passenger window down a bit. I make a crack about the store not being open yet, and he relaxes a bit. I then ask him if he needs a hand, to which he reaches for the door unlock button with his other hand and unlocks the door.
I tell him that my wife is out doing stuff, so I thought I’d do the same. He smiles and says his wife is out too, running some errands before the storm with the k**s, and he didn’t know if this place was open yet.
“When it wasn’t open and I was alone in the back lot here, I figured I’d at least rub one out before going back home to the family,” he says.
“Please, don’t let me stop you,” I say with a smile. With that, his hand returns to his cock, and he starts stroking again.
I reach over with a hand and start to rub my fingers over his balls. As I said, he’s older, graying, chubby, and married - exactly what I like; he checks all the boxes. As my fingers start to rub over his hairy balls, he leans his head back on the headrest again and closes his eyes.
After a few minutes, I work my hand up and around his cock, and he relinquishes his grip to me. I start slowly stroking his nice dick, which pulsates briefly but doesn’t get any harder, and listen to this daddy start to slowly moan. He reaches over and starts to rub my cock through my jeans slowly, getting my very hard. I tighten my grip a bit on the base of his shaft and start stroking a little harder in response. His cock stiffens up as much as I think it’s going to, which is fine with me.
“Oh fuck yeah man,” he whispers. He starts to rub me through my pants a little harder, as I reach over my other hand to fondle his balls as I stroke his daddy dick. He gasps a bit as he feels both of my hands start to work him. I switch to stroking his cock with my right hand, and run my left hand slowly up under his shirt, rubbing his hairy belly, and then moving up to his hairy tits. I start flicking a nipple, which makes him moan a little louder.
He pulls his shirt up and exposes his hairy daddy body to me. I bite my bottom lip as I stroke his cock, and start flicking his hard nipples more. I love a nice set of daddy boobs, and he’s got them - nice big fat hairy tits, just like mine. Before I know it, I’m leaning over towards him, and I take his right nipple in my mouth as I continue stroking his hard cock.
“Ohhh yeah baby suck them for me man,” he says.
“You like having your big tits sucked daddy?”, I ask.
“Ohhh YES boy! Suck on your daddy’s big fat titties you fat fag!”, he breathes.
Fuck, I still can’t believe that after being married for 20 years, how much being called a fat fag turns me on! I stroke him faster as I suck his hard nipple into my mouth, rolling it over my tongue and nibbling gently on it. For a moment I imagine us both there, playing with each other, and lifting each other’s shirts to find that we both have a bra on. And we both need it!
My mind snaps back to the moment, as he uses his hand that was rubbing me through my jeans to undo my belt, and then unhook and unzip my jeans. He frees my cock and I feel his hand wrap around my hard leaking cock. I moan as he squeezes my shaft. I almost feel myself cum already, and blush slightly wondering what he would say if I came faster than him with his semi-erect, older daddy dick. I watch intently as he brings his hand back for a moment.
“Mmmmm looks like someone is already leaking,” he says. I let go of his nipple and lick the glistening wet spot on his hand. He asks if I like how that tastes, and I respond by momentarily bringing my hand up from his cock. He was already leaking too, and had dripped down the outside of my hand. He watched as I licked every bit of his precum from my hand, and then start stroking him again.
He moans a loud “Oh FUCK yeah boy!”, and then says, “there’s more where that came from, son. Daddy has plenty more cum for his chubby titted cum licker.”
His words are driving me crazy, and I can tell they are turning him on too. “Mommy doesn’t like eating daddy’s seed... but you do, don’t you, son?”
I just nod, and move my head down between his legs. I can smell his cock and cum, and I wonder if his family will smell it when he gets home. I start to slowly lick his wet dick hole, and he quickly moves his hand back to my cock and starts stroking me.
I don’t even look back up at him this time. After I lick his cock hole clean, I wrap my lips around the head of his married dick. He groans as I run my tongue around the head of his hard cock, and then take a little more of him in my mouth.
This married silver chubby daddy says, “Oh shit boy! I was waiting for that... I’ve seen you sucking in the store a few times. You made daddy cum watching you more than once. I bet your wife doesn’t suck like you do, does she?”
I shake my head no, and almost shot my load right in his hand when he said that! He’s watched me suck dick and jerked off to it before, and now here I am with my lips wrapped around his cock head! I let out a guttural moan and take his whole cock in my mouth. It just touches the back of my throat. I start sucking him good after hearing that, taking him all the way in, then almost all the way out, before devouring his cock again.
Running his hand over my cock, he notices my big cock hole, and he starts running a finger up and down it. “God damn son, you got a BIG dick hole!”, he says. I moan “mmm-hmmm” and as I suck his married semi erect penis, he runs his pinky finger over my cock hole a few more times before pushing the tip of his pinky finger right in my huge cock hole!
He looks at me to see how I would react. I lift my head up momentarily and let his cock out of my mouth long enough to tell him, “Oh my GOD daddy! Finger fuck my big cock hole!”, and dropped my head back down, taking his cock back in my mouth. And as he started fingering my big dick hole, I felt his cock harden in my mouth. Now it was tapping the back of my throat, just barely.
He instinctively moved his other hand to the back of my head and pushed me down without even thinking about it. He pushed himself as deep as he could, forcing a small gag from my throat.
“I know you like that boy - so do I!”, he says as he pushes my head down hard again. I let out another “mmm-hmmm” as I let him force my head down again and again, fucking my throat and gagging me on his married cock.
“I bet your wife doesn’t suck this good either, does she?”, I ask, and then quickly take him back in my mouth. He says, “No! You’re way better already than mommy... fat bitch never could get me off right with her mouth. Shit boy, you’re better than anyone in my family!”
I really wanted to delve into that comment for more information, but I was already too far gone to think straight by that point.
I pull my phone from my pocket, unlock it, and open a photo album with my fat cheating slut BBW wife’s photos. Then I go back to his daddy cock, while he starts flicking through fully exposed photos of my wife. In the back of my head I realize he might recognize her, which makes me moan on his dick and take it as deep as I can.
“Fuck, she’s hot son!”, he said. “What’s your fat bitch’s name?” I stop sucking for a moment to tell him her name, which he repeats, and then keeps using as he looks through her photos. And he said, “You can just keep calling us daddy and mommy, son.” Fine with me, I thought.
I love when a daddy fucks my throat, but I love even more when it gets him off to gag me. Every stroke he took, I gagged a little, and with every gag, he moaned and forced me a little harder. He finds a photo of my wife he likes, and puts the phone up on the dashboard so we can both see it. It seems that he likes seeing her face, her big fat tits and belly, and seeing her smoke, too. Pretty soon he was fucking my throat hard, using both hands to push my head down.
It didn’t take long before he was close. I could feel his cock tense in my mouth and his balls tighten. He said, “Oh FUCK boy daddy’s gonna FUCKING CUM!”. And almost before he could finish that sentence, he blasted my throat with his hot bare load. He must have shot a good seven or eight ropes of his hot married daddy seed down my throat into my own married throat and fat belly. With the last stroke and rope of cum, he held me down on it, gagging me hard this last time.
He held my head there hard, and said, “Yeaaahhh take daddy’s load boy! Better than mommy ever does! Look at your wife and let her see what you are, son! Look in her eyes as you choke on daddy’s cock!”
I am not sure I’ve been held there that long before - I was gagging hard, tears rolling down my face, looking at my wife’s photo, imagining her seeing me like this. He held me down and I gagged so hard that it felt like an eternity, in the best way. He kept holding me with one hand, and grabbed my dick and stroked it hard with the other hand. It only took a moment before I was gonna cum. I moaned hard with his soft old man cock retreating from the deepest reaches of my throat, and I glanced at my wife again on his dashboard as I shot my load. The first shot hit my belly and tits, and went all over his hand. Then he aimed me so the rest of my cum hit the dashboard. As he let me up, I saw my cum all over his dashboard, dripping down onto the carpet.
I looked at him, and he smiled and said, “This is mommy’s car.”
We laughed as I closed up my jeans and got ready to go back to my car and home to my wife, just like he was doing. As I went to open the door, he handed me my phone. I was hoping he was going to say she looked familiar, even though I know how risky that was. But he didn’t. Instead, he reached into his wallet and pulled out a business card.
As I looked at the business card, I realized what kind of risk he was taking to handing me that card - it has his name, where he works, his position, his work number, and his mobile number. He says, “Send photos and videos of you and your piggy wife to my mobile number.”
I pause and consider for a moment saying no - and then I just nod.
He goes on, “Daddy has jerked off watching you take it bare, too. Maybe next time we will skip the blowjob and daddy will fuck his son in the back of mommy’s SUV. Would you like that, fatty?” Oh fuck, I thought, he’s seen that too... and he wants it. I wondered if he had barebacked anyone else here, but I always feel a little better when I see that wedding band, so I didn’t ask. To be honest, I didn’t care.
I opened the door and stepped out of the car. “Hey boy,” he said before putting the window up and driving off, “Your hot wife know she’s married to a chub faggot?”
I replied, “Hey daddy, do mommy and the k**s know you like shooting your married daddy loads down bitch faggot throats and barebacking fat married fags you just met?”
He smiled and put up the window. I looked around and there was still no one around, so I pulled my jeans down and bent over, spread my fat ass cheeks, and put it up to the window. He put the window back down, and I said, “Next time, that’s where I want you, daddy.”
Now I’m standing in the parking lot, my jeans and boxers down, my fat ass spread and up against his open window. He leans over, grabs my fat bare ass with both hands, and squeezes. And as I keep it spread for him, he pushes a finger up inside me. I couldn’t help myself, and start gently rocking myself back and forth on his finger.
He starts fingering my fuck hole harder, and says, “Damn boy, you got a nice tight cunt too!” It was only about 30 seconds before I dribble another load of cum right out onto the parking lot, feeling him finger fucking me with two fingers, and imagining it was his semi-erect daddy penis.
With that, he smiled, put up the window, and drove off. Satisfied, tired, and drained, I got back in my own car and drove home to my wife; and my new daddy friend drove home to his family.
I wonder if he cleaned off the dashboard and carpet... I have to remember to ask him next time. I hope he just left it there for mommy...
I already sent some stuff to his mobile phone. He’s going to let me know when we can set up another meeting. I can’t wait...
I drove over to the busiest adult bookstore in town. I usually don’t go that early (it was around 8AM), and wasn’t sure if it would even be opened yet. Anyway, I pulled in the front parking lot and then drove around to the back where anyone parks who doesn’t want their car seen from the road - in other words, anyone who’s been there before. I only saw one car parked in the back lot, a small SUV - not a good sign. As usual, I parked away from the other car, and walked up to the back door. Locked. Apparently they don’t open this early.
I turn to walk back to my car. I glance briefly at the other parked car, and notice a man in the driver seat. He sees me, I see him, and I drop my head back down quickly and walk to my car. I open the car door and get in. I sit there for a moment, start the car, and glance once more towards the other car.
The older man is leaning back against the headrest, eyes closed. He’s an older guy, so I figure maybe he’s napping until they open. I decide what the hell, and walk over to his car.
He doesn’t notice me walk up. As I said, he’s an older man, probably at least late 50s. He’s chubby like me, with salt and pepper hair (though a little more salt than pepper). He’s got his head back against the headrest, eyes closed. My eyes move down to his crotch, and I notice that he’s not sleeping after all - he’s stroking his cock. He’s not huge, only about my size, and he’s not fully hard. I’m used to that with older guys - I like it, and half the time I’m the same way. I take note of the wedding ring on his other hand as I watch for a moment.
When he doesn’t notice me, I knock on the passenger side window. He opens his eyes and freaks out for a moment, then puts the passenger window down a bit. I make a crack about the store not being open yet, and he relaxes a bit. I then ask him if he needs a hand, to which he reaches for the door unlock button with his other hand and unlocks the door.
I tell him that my wife is out doing stuff, so I thought I’d do the same. He smiles and says his wife is out too, running some errands before the storm with the k**s, and he didn’t know if this place was open yet.
“When it wasn’t open and I was alone in the back lot here, I figured I’d at least rub one out before going back home to the family,” he says.
“Please, don’t let me stop you,” I say with a smile. With that, his hand returns to his cock, and he starts stroking again.
I reach over with a hand and start to rub my fingers over his balls. As I said, he’s older, graying, chubby, and married - exactly what I like; he checks all the boxes. As my fingers start to rub over his hairy balls, he leans his head back on the headrest again and closes his eyes.
After a few minutes, I work my hand up and around his cock, and he relinquishes his grip to me. I start slowly stroking his nice dick, which pulsates briefly but doesn’t get any harder, and listen to this daddy start to slowly moan. He reaches over and starts to rub my cock through my jeans slowly, getting my very hard. I tighten my grip a bit on the base of his shaft and start stroking a little harder in response. His cock stiffens up as much as I think it’s going to, which is fine with me.
“Oh fuck yeah man,” he whispers. He starts to rub me through my pants a little harder, as I reach over my other hand to fondle his balls as I stroke his daddy dick. He gasps a bit as he feels both of my hands start to work him. I switch to stroking his cock with my right hand, and run my left hand slowly up under his shirt, rubbing his hairy belly, and then moving up to his hairy tits. I start flicking a nipple, which makes him moan a little louder.
He pulls his shirt up and exposes his hairy daddy body to me. I bite my bottom lip as I stroke his cock, and start flicking his hard nipples more. I love a nice set of daddy boobs, and he’s got them - nice big fat hairy tits, just like mine. Before I know it, I’m leaning over towards him, and I take his right nipple in my mouth as I continue stroking his hard cock.
“Ohhh yeah baby suck them for me man,” he says.
“You like having your big tits sucked daddy?”, I ask.
“Ohhh YES boy! Suck on your daddy’s big fat titties you fat fag!”, he breathes.
Fuck, I still can’t believe that after being married for 20 years, how much being called a fat fag turns me on! I stroke him faster as I suck his hard nipple into my mouth, rolling it over my tongue and nibbling gently on it. For a moment I imagine us both there, playing with each other, and lifting each other’s shirts to find that we both have a bra on. And we both need it!
My mind snaps back to the moment, as he uses his hand that was rubbing me through my jeans to undo my belt, and then unhook and unzip my jeans. He frees my cock and I feel his hand wrap around my hard leaking cock. I moan as he squeezes my shaft. I almost feel myself cum already, and blush slightly wondering what he would say if I came faster than him with his semi-erect, older daddy dick. I watch intently as he brings his hand back for a moment.
“Mmmmm looks like someone is already leaking,” he says. I let go of his nipple and lick the glistening wet spot on his hand. He asks if I like how that tastes, and I respond by momentarily bringing my hand up from his cock. He was already leaking too, and had dripped down the outside of my hand. He watched as I licked every bit of his precum from my hand, and then start stroking him again.
He moans a loud “Oh FUCK yeah boy!”, and then says, “there’s more where that came from, son. Daddy has plenty more cum for his chubby titted cum licker.”
His words are driving me crazy, and I can tell they are turning him on too. “Mommy doesn’t like eating daddy’s seed... but you do, don’t you, son?”
I just nod, and move my head down between his legs. I can smell his cock and cum, and I wonder if his family will smell it when he gets home. I start to slowly lick his wet dick hole, and he quickly moves his hand back to my cock and starts stroking me.
I don’t even look back up at him this time. After I lick his cock hole clean, I wrap my lips around the head of his married dick. He groans as I run my tongue around the head of his hard cock, and then take a little more of him in my mouth.
This married silver chubby daddy says, “Oh shit boy! I was waiting for that... I’ve seen you sucking in the store a few times. You made daddy cum watching you more than once. I bet your wife doesn’t suck like you do, does she?”
I shake my head no, and almost shot my load right in his hand when he said that! He’s watched me suck dick and jerked off to it before, and now here I am with my lips wrapped around his cock head! I let out a guttural moan and take his whole cock in my mouth. It just touches the back of my throat. I start sucking him good after hearing that, taking him all the way in, then almost all the way out, before devouring his cock again.
Running his hand over my cock, he notices my big cock hole, and he starts running a finger up and down it. “God damn son, you got a BIG dick hole!”, he says. I moan “mmm-hmmm” and as I suck his married semi erect penis, he runs his pinky finger over my cock hole a few more times before pushing the tip of his pinky finger right in my huge cock hole!
He looks at me to see how I would react. I lift my head up momentarily and let his cock out of my mouth long enough to tell him, “Oh my GOD daddy! Finger fuck my big cock hole!”, and dropped my head back down, taking his cock back in my mouth. And as he started fingering my big dick hole, I felt his cock harden in my mouth. Now it was tapping the back of my throat, just barely.
He instinctively moved his other hand to the back of my head and pushed me down without even thinking about it. He pushed himself as deep as he could, forcing a small gag from my throat.
“I know you like that boy - so do I!”, he says as he pushes my head down hard again. I let out another “mmm-hmmm” as I let him force my head down again and again, fucking my throat and gagging me on his married cock.
“I bet your wife doesn’t suck this good either, does she?”, I ask, and then quickly take him back in my mouth. He says, “No! You’re way better already than mommy... fat bitch never could get me off right with her mouth. Shit boy, you’re better than anyone in my family!”
I really wanted to delve into that comment for more information, but I was already too far gone to think straight by that point.
I pull my phone from my pocket, unlock it, and open a photo album with my fat cheating slut BBW wife’s photos. Then I go back to his daddy cock, while he starts flicking through fully exposed photos of my wife. In the back of my head I realize he might recognize her, which makes me moan on his dick and take it as deep as I can.
“Fuck, she’s hot son!”, he said. “What’s your fat bitch’s name?” I stop sucking for a moment to tell him her name, which he repeats, and then keeps using as he looks through her photos. And he said, “You can just keep calling us daddy and mommy, son.” Fine with me, I thought.
I love when a daddy fucks my throat, but I love even more when it gets him off to gag me. Every stroke he took, I gagged a little, and with every gag, he moaned and forced me a little harder. He finds a photo of my wife he likes, and puts the phone up on the dashboard so we can both see it. It seems that he likes seeing her face, her big fat tits and belly, and seeing her smoke, too. Pretty soon he was fucking my throat hard, using both hands to push my head down.
It didn’t take long before he was close. I could feel his cock tense in my mouth and his balls tighten. He said, “Oh FUCK boy daddy’s gonna FUCKING CUM!”. And almost before he could finish that sentence, he blasted my throat with his hot bare load. He must have shot a good seven or eight ropes of his hot married daddy seed down my throat into my own married throat and fat belly. With the last stroke and rope of cum, he held me down on it, gagging me hard this last time.
He held my head there hard, and said, “Yeaaahhh take daddy’s load boy! Better than mommy ever does! Look at your wife and let her see what you are, son! Look in her eyes as you choke on daddy’s cock!”
I am not sure I’ve been held there that long before - I was gagging hard, tears rolling down my face, looking at my wife’s photo, imagining her seeing me like this. He held me down and I gagged so hard that it felt like an eternity, in the best way. He kept holding me with one hand, and grabbed my dick and stroked it hard with the other hand. It only took a moment before I was gonna cum. I moaned hard with his soft old man cock retreating from the deepest reaches of my throat, and I glanced at my wife again on his dashboard as I shot my load. The first shot hit my belly and tits, and went all over his hand. Then he aimed me so the rest of my cum hit the dashboard. As he let me up, I saw my cum all over his dashboard, dripping down onto the carpet.
I looked at him, and he smiled and said, “This is mommy’s car.”
We laughed as I closed up my jeans and got ready to go back to my car and home to my wife, just like he was doing. As I went to open the door, he handed me my phone. I was hoping he was going to say she looked familiar, even though I know how risky that was. But he didn’t. Instead, he reached into his wallet and pulled out a business card.
As I looked at the business card, I realized what kind of risk he was taking to handing me that card - it has his name, where he works, his position, his work number, and his mobile number. He says, “Send photos and videos of you and your piggy wife to my mobile number.”
I pause and consider for a moment saying no - and then I just nod.
He goes on, “Daddy has jerked off watching you take it bare, too. Maybe next time we will skip the blowjob and daddy will fuck his son in the back of mommy’s SUV. Would you like that, fatty?” Oh fuck, I thought, he’s seen that too... and he wants it. I wondered if he had barebacked anyone else here, but I always feel a little better when I see that wedding band, so I didn’t ask. To be honest, I didn’t care.
I opened the door and stepped out of the car. “Hey boy,” he said before putting the window up and driving off, “Your hot wife know she’s married to a chub faggot?”
I replied, “Hey daddy, do mommy and the k**s know you like shooting your married daddy loads down bitch faggot throats and barebacking fat married fags you just met?”
He smiled and put up the window. I looked around and there was still no one around, so I pulled my jeans down and bent over, spread my fat ass cheeks, and put it up to the window. He put the window back down, and I said, “Next time, that’s where I want you, daddy.”
Now I’m standing in the parking lot, my jeans and boxers down, my fat ass spread and up against his open window. He leans over, grabs my fat bare ass with both hands, and squeezes. And as I keep it spread for him, he pushes a finger up inside me. I couldn’t help myself, and start gently rocking myself back and forth on his finger.
He starts fingering my fuck hole harder, and says, “Damn boy, you got a nice tight cunt too!” It was only about 30 seconds before I dribble another load of cum right out onto the parking lot, feeling him finger fucking me with two fingers, and imagining it was his semi-erect daddy penis.
With that, he smiled, put up the window, and drove off. Satisfied, tired, and drained, I got back in my own car and drove home to my wife; and my new daddy friend drove home to his family.
I wonder if he cleaned off the dashboard and carpet... I have to remember to ask him next time. I hope he just left it there for mommy...
I already sent some stuff to his mobile phone. He’s going to let me know when we can set up another meeting. I can’t wait...
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