My Ex's Dad

My cock somehow grows even harder as I stare at her breasts.

They’re big and beautiful, the very definition of voluptuous. She has rosy nipples, almost the same shade as her lips, the buds tight with her lust.

I couldn’t stop myself even if I wanted to.

I grab one of her breasts in both of my hands, massaging softly as I lean down and take it in my mouth. I fall to my knees at the edge of the bed, greedily sucking on her nipple.

Then, letting go with one hand, I bring it to her soaked slit. I finger her as I suck her nipple, obsessed with the way her nipple seems to grow harder in my mouth like it’s cold in here.

But it’s hot. It’s almost too hot for us to handle.

I slip my finger deeper into her. It glides in easily this time, though her tight slit does give a little quiver, as though telling me she’s still a virgin. As if I needed any reminding of that.

The thought of claiming that hole for the first time has precome leaking from my inflamed tip.

Leaning back, I look into her eyes. Her cheeks are flushed. I can see a war of nerves and desire playing itself out across her expression.

Reaching forward, I softly stroke the hair from her face. “You don’t need to be afraid, Lori. Your body knows how badly you want this. You're going to take me, all of me.”

“I want to see you,” she murmurs, averting her gaze. “It feels funny, me being naked…”

I smirk as I grab onto my shirt, yanking it over my head so forcefully the buttons pop. Then I’m on my feet, moving quickly, pulling off my trousers and kicking them away. The beast inside of me guides my movements, leaving me naked in less than thirty seconds.

I stand over her, bringing one hand down to my cock, stroking it as I gorge on the sight of her breasts. They’re so fucking big, so much for me to explore and dote on, the most perfect tits imaginable.

“Can I do that?” she asks, reaching forward with a trembling hand.

I smirk. “As if I’d say no to you.”

And before I can say anymore she’s got her small hand around my throbbing length.

I stare down, stunned at the contrast of her fingers wrapped around my base. Her hand makes me look huge, my veins bulging, the sensation making my precome-slick tip buzz with the desire to let my seed come gushing forward.

She strokes me slowly, staring up at me wide-eyed all the while as if silently asking me if she’s doing it right. I hope my moans of pleasure are all the answers she needs because words are not something I can manage right now.

I can hardly contain myself.

Every time she strokes from my tip to my base it makes her breasts jiggle, a show just for me.

I lean down with her hand still on me, massaging her tits, pushing them together. I’m addicted to feeling how round and big and receptive her breasts are. With each massaging motion, I can track the pleasure shimmering beautifully across my woman’s expressive body.

Then I take a stumbling step back. “I need you. I fucking need you now.”

She gazes at my length, at least ten or so inches, so thick she couldn’t fit her hand around the entire base.

“You’re so big, Lukas,” she says in a breathy voice.

“You’re going to take every inch,” I growl.

“How should I…”

“Lie back on the bed and open those beautiful legs, baby. Now.”

I don’t mean to snap, but the urgency has become too loud, deafening me to all else. All I can think about is how tight she’s going to feel as I push inside of her, a pussy that’s never been touched before.

She does as she’s told and climbs back on the bed, opening her legs, making a V of her delectable thighs. I climb onto the bed, holding myself over her, hands planted on either side of her head.

Leaning forward, she kisses me softly on the lips. I didn’t think she’d want to kiss after I went down on her, but then she moans and the kissing becomes deeper. I growl as our tongues fuse together, the way they always do, the way that will never tire me.

“You better be ready,” I growl, reaching down with one hand and gripping my length.

She whimpers as I guide my helm to her entrance. I push forward, feeling her wall part for me, and then immediately clutch onto my rod, squeezing down like a fist made of pure pleasure.

I groan and arch my back, pushing deeper and deeper, until I’m buried right up to the hilt. All the while, Lorena is moaning, her eyes fluttering. She gasps when I’m pushed all of the way inside her. She’s even tighter than I dreamed she’d be, every inch of my cock feeling like it’s in heaven, pressed on all sides by wetness and heat and her.