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My son’s girlfriend was a fine piece of ass. I know what you’re thinking, she’s your son’s girlfriend, but seriously this girl was the hottest thing I had ever met and I was determined to have a taste.
They had been dating for almost a year, and while I knew they were affectionate I was fairly certain they hadn’t fucked yet, and I wanted to fuck her first.
One late Saturday afternoon she came over, I watched as she walked up to the house, I was home alone, and it seemed like the perfect opportunity to see if I could have my way with her.
The doorbell rang and I opened it slowly.
“Mia, how are you sweetheart?” my eyes took in her frame a simple flowered sundress and ballet flats. Simple but oh so sexy, her breasts strained against the fabric and I had to tear my eyes away from them before she caught on.
“I’m well Mr. C, is Travis home?”
“Mia I’ve asked you to call me Trent.”
She blushed prettily and laughed.
“I know, but old habits die hard, you were one of my teachers in high school.”
“But you’re all grown up now,” I said laughing softly, very grown up, I added to myself, “Travis got called into work this morning and the knucklehead left his phone at home.”
“That would explain why he didn’t answer my texts,” she said laughing
“He’ll be home around 5; you could come in and wait for him.”
I held my breath hoping she’d accept.
“I don’t want to put you out, I mean if you wanted to go somewhere or had work to do.”
“Nonsense, please come in.”
I allowed her to pass me and watched her hips sway as she walked into the house.
“Would you like a drink?”
“Water is fine,”
“Mia, I’m not your dad, you can have a beer or something.”
She blushed prettily and nodded.
“Do you have any hard cider? Or wine coolers?”
“I have some hard cider; it’s fairly new on the market, tastes like a candy apple from the fair.” I didn’t tell her that it tasted like that because I added a shot (or two) of cinnamon whiskey, but I figured that wouldn’t matter that much.
“Sure, that sounds good.”
“Why don’t you go into the living room, I’ll be in shortly.”
She walked into the living room and I moved into the kitchen to make our drinks. When I came into the living room she was examining a painting my wife and I had just purchased at an art fair the next town over.
“This was done by Graham DeSousa wasn’t it?” she said accepting the drink and taking a sip
“You’re familiar with his work?”
“I’ve modeled for him before,” she said smiling impishly.
“Oh?”
“Yeah, he teaches some art classes at the university and put out a casting call for models, I came and sat for the class a couple of times, and he asked me about modeling for him privately. The money is good and if I ever want a piece done, he won’t charge me.”
“What kind of modeling?” I couldn’t help but ask
“Nude,” she said taking another sip of her drink.
I nearly dropped my glass, the thought of her sitting posed nude for who knows how long was almost too much to bear.
“Is he professional?” I asked in my best ‘dad voice’
“Very,” she giggled, “he’d be more keen on seeing you naked than me, I’m just a prop to him, his partner posed with me a couple of times, I knew I was perfectly safe,”
“Oh,” I said
She pulled out her phone and opened her gallery and turned it towards me, the image on the screen left me breathless, there she was; or at least a representation of her naked in the arms of a naked man. My cock twitched and I had to tear my eyes away.
I swallowed hard and took a long sip of my drink.
“What do you think?”
“Has Travis seen this?”
She laughed and shook her head no.
“Pretty sure he’d be mad about it, but it’s not like he and I have a physical relationship, and the person in the painting bats for the same team that I do, so I don’t see the big deal.”
“It’s very sexy Mia.”
“That painting sold for nearly three thousand dollars. I got twelve hundred of it.”
“Wow.”
“I’ve managed to pay for this semester in college solely on the commission I get from sitting for Graham. Here’s another,” she said flipping to another picture, she was completely alone in this one, laying on her side on a bed, her honey colored hair spilling over her shoulders just barely covering her breasts, a knowing smile on her face in the picture it looked as if she had just been fucked long and hard.
“What if someone not as famous as Graham wanted to draw you? What would your sitting charge be?”
“I guess it would depend on who was asking.”
“I’m asking,”
Her head snapped up and her brown eyes met my blue ones.
“What sort of picture do you want to draw?” she stammered slightly.
“Will you?”
“I….I don’t know.”
“I’ll pay you three hundred dollars,”
“Trent, I don’t know, I mean it’s different being you.”
“Four hundred,” I said moving to stand in front of her.
“Trent,”
“Five hundred,”
“You’ll pay me five hundred dollars just to get me naked and draw me?”
“Yes,” I said.
She swallowed hard.
“You don’t have to answer right now, let me show you some of my drawings and then you can decide.”
I guided her up to my den where I kept my sketchbook. I had never imagined that I would show her these pictures, but I wanted to fuck her, I was like a man possessed.
I handed her the sketchbook and watched her face as she flipped it open. The first picture was of her asleep on the sofa in the living room, I hear her gasp as she flipped through the sketch book and I moved to stand behind her.
“Trent, I don’t know what to say.”
“You’re beautiful Mia, please let me draw you like Graham.”
She nodded and I closed the door to the den. She slowly slid out of her top and skirt; those were quickly followed by her bra and panties.
“Come sit on the desk,” I managed to whisper, I sat across from her, “cross your legs, rest your elbows on your knees and your chin in your hands,”
She posed perfectly and I felt my cock harden. I quickly sketched the outline trying to focus only on the drawing and not who I was drawing. I finished a short time later and looked up at her.
“Do you want to see it?”
She slid off the desk and walked over to stand next to me, she definitely was comfortable being naked and that suited me just fine.
“Trent, this is beautiful,” she whispered.
“You’re beautiful,” I murmured as my hand slid over her hip and down her ass, I leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her hip bone making her shudder slightly
“What are you doing?” she gasped as my fingers caress the crease of her ass.
“Admiring the model that sat for me,” I murmured as I moved her to stand in front of me.
“Trent,” she gasped as my fingers slipped between her legs and stroked gently, “what are you doing?”
“Should be obvious Mia, you’re beautiful, desirable, let me show you how beautiful you are.”
“I love Travis,” she whimpered as my thumb stroked her clit.
“I know you do, but you said your relationship isn’t physical, you want more baby girl, don’t you?”
Her hips rocked into my hand in response and I couldn’t help but smile.
“Trent,” she hissed as I slipped two fingers into her sheath, “please.”
“Please what?”
“I don’t know,” she managed
“I think you do,” I stood keeping my fingers inside her kitty, I pressed a kiss to the top of her head, and my free hand gently squeezed her left breast, “you want more than what you’re getting with Travis. You want to be writhing under a man as his tongue explores your soft folds; you want to feel a thick warm cock stretching you filling you; you want to scream as you orgasm.”
“Trent,”
“Let me tell you what I want. I want to explore your soft folds with my tongue, I want to suck on your clit until your hands hold me against you; I want to take my cock and fill you, and I want you to scream my name as you orgasm.”
I brought the fingers that had been stroking her up to my lips and smiled as she whimpered at the void my fingers left. A growl escaped my lips as I sucked them clean.
“Mia, that one taste is not enough, I need more.” I picked her up and set her back down on the desk, “Let me, please.”
She finally nodded and I sat in my desk chair moving it in front of her. I took in a raged breath before I pressed a soft kiss to the top of her naked mound; I slowly allowed my tongue to dip into her folds. My tongue rolled around her clit, my fingers spread her sheath gently and I allowed my tongue to slide in. Her hips jumped and she gasped loudly. My eyes looked up at her and I slowly slid two fingers into her and pressed up against her soft spongy center.
“Trent,” a whimpered version of my name escaped her lips.
“Yes darling?” I murmured as I sucked gently on her clit.
“Please.”
“Please what?”
“More,” she gasped finally.
“Tell me what you want,” I said standing slowly and looking down into her beautiful face.
“I want to you to explore my soft folds with your tongue, I want to you suck on my clit until my hands hold you against me; I want to suck your cock until you’re thick and hard and ready to burst; I want you to take your cock and fill me, and I want you to scream my name as you orgasm.”
“Mmmmmmm,” I murmured as I continued to stroke her intimately, “I like the sounds of that, all of that,” I whispered, “what about this?” I asked as I slid a well lubricated finger into her ass.
“Christ,” she cursed, “Trent, please.”
I chuckled softly and pulled her into a sitting position.
“Kiss me Mia; show me how much you want this.”
She grabbed my face and pulled it harshly against hers. Her kiss was aggressive and demanding, her fingers dug into my scalp and I couldn’t help but growl as she bit my lip. Her legs wrapped tightly around my waist and she rocked her hips against my growing bulge. I moaned loudly as her lips left mine and moved to my neck.
“Trent,” she hissed into my ear, “fuck me,” she pulled away from me and tore at my shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere, as she slid off the desk I slid out of my slacks.
Her hands were on my nearly erect shaft almost before my slacks hit the floor. I felt my hips jerk as she allowed her tongue to stroke my cut lines. Feather light kisses darted over my thighs and finally along the length of my shaft.
“Mia,” I managed to rasp as she took me into her mouth, her tongue and teeth worked over my length and I thought I was going to explode as her fingers squeezed my balls gently.
As I placed my hands at the back of her head I heard her moan softly, she allowed me to press her down my length and looked up at me through her long dark lashes as I gently fucked her face.
“Mia, come with me,” I slid out of her mouth with a pop and had her walk in front of me down the hall to my room, “my god your ass is perfect,” I murmured.
She stopped and rocked her hips back into mine, her ass pressed firmly against my length. With a growl I pressed her into the wall and dropped to my knees.
Smack, the sound of my hand against her ass echoed through the hall making her gasp and then moan. My hands spread her cheeks and I buried my face into the soft halves, my tongue flicking lightly against the tight bud. Three of my fingers slid in and out of her saturated pussy and her moans started getting louder and louder.
“In my room or here against the wall?” I hissed
“Both,” she managed to gasp as I took my fingers from her pussy and offered them to her.
I chuckled softly as I picked her up and pressed her against the wall sliding effortlessly into her center.
“You aren’t a virgin,” I chuckled softly, “I wonder what’s stopping my son from fucking you?”
“He is,” she murmured before biting my neck.
“You’re k**ding,”
“Nope,” she said wrapping her legs tightly around my waist and grinding against me, “the first time I suggested that we move our relationship to the next level he said he wanted to wait, I didn’t press the issue.”
“Mmmmm so you’re all mine,” I whispered biting her earlobe gently.
“So it would seem,” she responded biting my earlobe
With my hands under her ass I walked her slowly into my room, still lodged in her center. I plopped her down on the mattress and fell in between her legs my tongue driving deep into her.
“Trent,” she gasped her hands at the back of my head crushing me against her; my nose rubbed against her clit and a soft whimper escaped her throat.
“More?”
“Yes,”
“Ever have your ass fucked?”
“It’s been a while.
“Wanna try?”
She slid from my grasp and spun quickly exposing her ass to me, I groaned as she pressed her shoulders into the mattress and reached back to spread her ass for me.
I grabbed a bottle of lube that I kept on the end table and slicked up my shaft before slowly pressing it against her tight bud.
“FUCK,” she cursed, “More, don’t stop,” she rocked her hips back quickly fully encasing me into her ass.
“My god Mia,” my fingers slid into her center as she rocked her hips back against me
“More,” she whimpered.
I chuckled and reached for the always clean vibrator that I kept in the drawer of my end table.
“More, are you sure?” I chuckled switching the toy on.
She whimpered loudly as I slid the toy into her center effectively double penetrating her.
“TRENT,” she cried her hips shaking, as she tried to rock against both the toy and my shaft
“Mia, I’m going to cum soon. Where do you want it?”
“In me, don’t stop.”
My hips picked up the pace and it wasn’t long before I was unseeing her hands had taken over the vibrator and I could feel it against the head of my cock.
“Mia, I want to look in your face when I cum,” I slid out of her slowly and flipped her to her back, sliding back into her ass again she moaned at the new angle.
I took the vibrator from her and switched it to high and pressed it against her clit.
“Scream for me Mia,”
Our voices mingled as we both came at the same time.
We took a quick shower together and fucked again. By the time we made it back to the living room Travis had just walked in.
“I thought that was your car, how are you baby?” Travis kissed Mia lightly
“I’m good; your dad was just showing me some of his sketches.”
“What did you want to do tonight?” he asked as they settled in the living room.
“I don’t know, but I thought tomorrow we’d go down the coast, I’m going to spend the night so we can get an early start.”
She looked over at me quickly and winked. I knew that after Travis had crashed, which by the looks of it wouldn’t be too long after dinner she’d be in my room for some more fun.
They had been dating for almost a year, and while I knew they were affectionate I was fairly certain they hadn’t fucked yet, and I wanted to fuck her first.
One late Saturday afternoon she came over, I watched as she walked up to the house, I was home alone, and it seemed like the perfect opportunity to see if I could have my way with her.
The doorbell rang and I opened it slowly.
“Mia, how are you sweetheart?” my eyes took in her frame a simple flowered sundress and ballet flats. Simple but oh so sexy, her breasts strained against the fabric and I had to tear my eyes away from them before she caught on.
“I’m well Mr. C, is Travis home?”
“Mia I’ve asked you to call me Trent.”
She blushed prettily and laughed.
“I know, but old habits die hard, you were one of my teachers in high school.”
“But you’re all grown up now,” I said laughing softly, very grown up, I added to myself, “Travis got called into work this morning and the knucklehead left his phone at home.”
“That would explain why he didn’t answer my texts,” she said laughing
“He’ll be home around 5; you could come in and wait for him.”
I held my breath hoping she’d accept.
“I don’t want to put you out, I mean if you wanted to go somewhere or had work to do.”
“Nonsense, please come in.”
I allowed her to pass me and watched her hips sway as she walked into the house.
“Would you like a drink?”
“Water is fine,”
“Mia, I’m not your dad, you can have a beer or something.”
She blushed prettily and nodded.
“Do you have any hard cider? Or wine coolers?”
“I have some hard cider; it’s fairly new on the market, tastes like a candy apple from the fair.” I didn’t tell her that it tasted like that because I added a shot (or two) of cinnamon whiskey, but I figured that wouldn’t matter that much.
“Sure, that sounds good.”
“Why don’t you go into the living room, I’ll be in shortly.”
She walked into the living room and I moved into the kitchen to make our drinks. When I came into the living room she was examining a painting my wife and I had just purchased at an art fair the next town over.
“This was done by Graham DeSousa wasn’t it?” she said accepting the drink and taking a sip
“You’re familiar with his work?”
“I’ve modeled for him before,” she said smiling impishly.
“Oh?”
“Yeah, he teaches some art classes at the university and put out a casting call for models, I came and sat for the class a couple of times, and he asked me about modeling for him privately. The money is good and if I ever want a piece done, he won’t charge me.”
“What kind of modeling?” I couldn’t help but ask
“Nude,” she said taking another sip of her drink.
I nearly dropped my glass, the thought of her sitting posed nude for who knows how long was almost too much to bear.
“Is he professional?” I asked in my best ‘dad voice’
“Very,” she giggled, “he’d be more keen on seeing you naked than me, I’m just a prop to him, his partner posed with me a couple of times, I knew I was perfectly safe,”
“Oh,” I said
She pulled out her phone and opened her gallery and turned it towards me, the image on the screen left me breathless, there she was; or at least a representation of her naked in the arms of a naked man. My cock twitched and I had to tear my eyes away.
I swallowed hard and took a long sip of my drink.
“What do you think?”
“Has Travis seen this?”
She laughed and shook her head no.
“Pretty sure he’d be mad about it, but it’s not like he and I have a physical relationship, and the person in the painting bats for the same team that I do, so I don’t see the big deal.”
“It’s very sexy Mia.”
“That painting sold for nearly three thousand dollars. I got twelve hundred of it.”
“Wow.”
“I’ve managed to pay for this semester in college solely on the commission I get from sitting for Graham. Here’s another,” she said flipping to another picture, she was completely alone in this one, laying on her side on a bed, her honey colored hair spilling over her shoulders just barely covering her breasts, a knowing smile on her face in the picture it looked as if she had just been fucked long and hard.
“What if someone not as famous as Graham wanted to draw you? What would your sitting charge be?”
“I guess it would depend on who was asking.”
“I’m asking,”
Her head snapped up and her brown eyes met my blue ones.
“What sort of picture do you want to draw?” she stammered slightly.
“Will you?”
“I….I don’t know.”
“I’ll pay you three hundred dollars,”
“Trent, I don’t know, I mean it’s different being you.”
“Four hundred,” I said moving to stand in front of her.
“Trent,”
“Five hundred,”
“You’ll pay me five hundred dollars just to get me naked and draw me?”
“Yes,” I said.
She swallowed hard.
“You don’t have to answer right now, let me show you some of my drawings and then you can decide.”
I guided her up to my den where I kept my sketchbook. I had never imagined that I would show her these pictures, but I wanted to fuck her, I was like a man possessed.
I handed her the sketchbook and watched her face as she flipped it open. The first picture was of her asleep on the sofa in the living room, I hear her gasp as she flipped through the sketch book and I moved to stand behind her.
“Trent, I don’t know what to say.”
“You’re beautiful Mia, please let me draw you like Graham.”
She nodded and I closed the door to the den. She slowly slid out of her top and skirt; those were quickly followed by her bra and panties.
“Come sit on the desk,” I managed to whisper, I sat across from her, “cross your legs, rest your elbows on your knees and your chin in your hands,”
She posed perfectly and I felt my cock harden. I quickly sketched the outline trying to focus only on the drawing and not who I was drawing. I finished a short time later and looked up at her.
“Do you want to see it?”
She slid off the desk and walked over to stand next to me, she definitely was comfortable being naked and that suited me just fine.
“Trent, this is beautiful,” she whispered.
“You’re beautiful,” I murmured as my hand slid over her hip and down her ass, I leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her hip bone making her shudder slightly
“What are you doing?” she gasped as my fingers caress the crease of her ass.
“Admiring the model that sat for me,” I murmured as I moved her to stand in front of me.
“Trent,” she gasped as my fingers slipped between her legs and stroked gently, “what are you doing?”
“Should be obvious Mia, you’re beautiful, desirable, let me show you how beautiful you are.”
“I love Travis,” she whimpered as my thumb stroked her clit.
“I know you do, but you said your relationship isn’t physical, you want more baby girl, don’t you?”
Her hips rocked into my hand in response and I couldn’t help but smile.
“Trent,” she hissed as I slipped two fingers into her sheath, “please.”
“Please what?”
“I don’t know,” she managed
“I think you do,” I stood keeping my fingers inside her kitty, I pressed a kiss to the top of her head, and my free hand gently squeezed her left breast, “you want more than what you’re getting with Travis. You want to be writhing under a man as his tongue explores your soft folds; you want to feel a thick warm cock stretching you filling you; you want to scream as you orgasm.”
“Trent,”
“Let me tell you what I want. I want to explore your soft folds with my tongue, I want to suck on your clit until your hands hold me against you; I want to take my cock and fill you, and I want you to scream my name as you orgasm.”
I brought the fingers that had been stroking her up to my lips and smiled as she whimpered at the void my fingers left. A growl escaped my lips as I sucked them clean.
“Mia, that one taste is not enough, I need more.” I picked her up and set her back down on the desk, “Let me, please.”
She finally nodded and I sat in my desk chair moving it in front of her. I took in a raged breath before I pressed a soft kiss to the top of her naked mound; I slowly allowed my tongue to dip into her folds. My tongue rolled around her clit, my fingers spread her sheath gently and I allowed my tongue to slide in. Her hips jumped and she gasped loudly. My eyes looked up at her and I slowly slid two fingers into her and pressed up against her soft spongy center.
“Trent,” a whimpered version of my name escaped her lips.
“Yes darling?” I murmured as I sucked gently on her clit.
“Please.”
“Please what?”
“More,” she gasped finally.
“Tell me what you want,” I said standing slowly and looking down into her beautiful face.
“I want to you to explore my soft folds with your tongue, I want to you suck on my clit until my hands hold you against me; I want to suck your cock until you’re thick and hard and ready to burst; I want you to take your cock and fill me, and I want you to scream my name as you orgasm.”
“Mmmmmmm,” I murmured as I continued to stroke her intimately, “I like the sounds of that, all of that,” I whispered, “what about this?” I asked as I slid a well lubricated finger into her ass.
“Christ,” she cursed, “Trent, please.”
I chuckled softly and pulled her into a sitting position.
“Kiss me Mia; show me how much you want this.”
She grabbed my face and pulled it harshly against hers. Her kiss was aggressive and demanding, her fingers dug into my scalp and I couldn’t help but growl as she bit my lip. Her legs wrapped tightly around my waist and she rocked her hips against my growing bulge. I moaned loudly as her lips left mine and moved to my neck.
“Trent,” she hissed into my ear, “fuck me,” she pulled away from me and tore at my shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere, as she slid off the desk I slid out of my slacks.
Her hands were on my nearly erect shaft almost before my slacks hit the floor. I felt my hips jerk as she allowed her tongue to stroke my cut lines. Feather light kisses darted over my thighs and finally along the length of my shaft.
“Mia,” I managed to rasp as she took me into her mouth, her tongue and teeth worked over my length and I thought I was going to explode as her fingers squeezed my balls gently.
As I placed my hands at the back of her head I heard her moan softly, she allowed me to press her down my length and looked up at me through her long dark lashes as I gently fucked her face.
“Mia, come with me,” I slid out of her mouth with a pop and had her walk in front of me down the hall to my room, “my god your ass is perfect,” I murmured.
She stopped and rocked her hips back into mine, her ass pressed firmly against my length. With a growl I pressed her into the wall and dropped to my knees.
Smack, the sound of my hand against her ass echoed through the hall making her gasp and then moan. My hands spread her cheeks and I buried my face into the soft halves, my tongue flicking lightly against the tight bud. Three of my fingers slid in and out of her saturated pussy and her moans started getting louder and louder.
“In my room or here against the wall?” I hissed
“Both,” she managed to gasp as I took my fingers from her pussy and offered them to her.
I chuckled softly as I picked her up and pressed her against the wall sliding effortlessly into her center.
“You aren’t a virgin,” I chuckled softly, “I wonder what’s stopping my son from fucking you?”
“He is,” she murmured before biting my neck.
“You’re k**ding,”
“Nope,” she said wrapping her legs tightly around my waist and grinding against me, “the first time I suggested that we move our relationship to the next level he said he wanted to wait, I didn’t press the issue.”
“Mmmmm so you’re all mine,” I whispered biting her earlobe gently.
“So it would seem,” she responded biting my earlobe
With my hands under her ass I walked her slowly into my room, still lodged in her center. I plopped her down on the mattress and fell in between her legs my tongue driving deep into her.
“Trent,” she gasped her hands at the back of my head crushing me against her; my nose rubbed against her clit and a soft whimper escaped her throat.
“More?”
“Yes,”
“Ever have your ass fucked?”
“It’s been a while.
“Wanna try?”
She slid from my grasp and spun quickly exposing her ass to me, I groaned as she pressed her shoulders into the mattress and reached back to spread her ass for me.
I grabbed a bottle of lube that I kept on the end table and slicked up my shaft before slowly pressing it against her tight bud.
“FUCK,” she cursed, “More, don’t stop,” she rocked her hips back quickly fully encasing me into her ass.
“My god Mia,” my fingers slid into her center as she rocked her hips back against me
“More,” she whimpered.
I chuckled and reached for the always clean vibrator that I kept in the drawer of my end table.
“More, are you sure?” I chuckled switching the toy on.
She whimpered loudly as I slid the toy into her center effectively double penetrating her.
“TRENT,” she cried her hips shaking, as she tried to rock against both the toy and my shaft
“Mia, I’m going to cum soon. Where do you want it?”
“In me, don’t stop.”
My hips picked up the pace and it wasn’t long before I was unseeing her hands had taken over the vibrator and I could feel it against the head of my cock.
“Mia, I want to look in your face when I cum,” I slid out of her slowly and flipped her to her back, sliding back into her ass again she moaned at the new angle.
I took the vibrator from her and switched it to high and pressed it against her clit.
“Scream for me Mia,”
Our voices mingled as we both came at the same time.
We took a quick shower together and fucked again. By the time we made it back to the living room Travis had just walked in.
“I thought that was your car, how are you baby?” Travis kissed Mia lightly
“I’m good; your dad was just showing me some of his sketches.”
“What did you want to do tonight?” he asked as they settled in the living room.
“I don’t know, but I thought tomorrow we’d go down the coast, I’m going to spend the night so we can get an early start.”
She looked over at me quickly and winked. I knew that after Travis had crashed, which by the looks of it wouldn’t be too long after dinner she’d be in my room for some more fun.
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