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Sucking On My Boyfriend’s Dad’s Cock 2

Author: B.E Belle
last update publish date: 2026-05-05 18:05:36

I pulled off his thick cock with a wet pop, my swollen lips glistening. My fingers kept rubbing tight circles on my swollen clit, the pleasure making my thighs tremble. The stranger’s deep voice sent fresh heat through me as he spoke again.

“I want to taste you, baby. Spread those legs and let me eat that dripping pussy.”

He wants to… Tyler didn’t fancy going down on me and I never bothered with it anyway.

My heart raced, was I really going to let someone I just met go down on me? Fuck yes. “Okay,” I whispered, my voice shaky with need. “But please… be gentle, I have never done had anyone taste me there.”

He let out a low, hungry chuckle and grabbed my hips, pulling me up the bed like I weighed nothing. His strong hands spread my thighs wide open. “Gentle? After you sucked my cock like a desperate little whore? I am going to bury my face in this cheating cunt and make you scream.”

His hot mouth landed on my pussy without warning. His tongue licked a long, slow stripe from my entrance all the way to my throbbing clit. I moaned loudly, my back arching off the bed as pleasure shot through me.

“Fuck, you taste even better than I hoped,” he growled against my wet folds, his stubble scratching my sensitive skin. “So sweet and juicy. Does your boyfriend know his girl gets this fucking soaked for a stranger’s tongue?”

I shook my head, gasping as he sucked my clit into his warm mouth. “No… oh god, that feels incredible. Do not stop licking me.”

He pushed two thick fingers deep inside my pussy, curling them perfectly while his tongue flicked fast over my clit. “Tight little hole squeezing my fingers already. You going to come all over my face like a nasty cheating slut?”

“Yes,” I moaned, my hands gripping the sheets tight. “Please keep eating my pussy. I need to come so bad.”

He licked faster, devouring me with wet, noisy strokes. His fingers pumped in and out, hitting that perfect spot inside me over and over. “That is it, baby. Fuck my face. Grind that dripping cunt on my tongue while you betray your boyfriend.”

The dirty words made my inner walls clench. My mind screamed how terrible this was, but my body betrayed me completely. I rocked my hips against his mouth, chasing the orgasm building fast and hot inside me.

“Come for me, you dirty girl,” he ordered, sucking hard on my clit. “Flood my mouth with your sweet juices. Let me taste how much you love this.”

I came hard with a loud cry, my pussy pulsing around his fingers as waves of intense pleasure crashed through my body. My thighs shook and my juices coated his tongue and chin. He kept licking me through every spasm, groaning like he could not get enough of my taste.

When the orgasm finally faded and I lay panting, he moved up my body and kissed me deeply. I tasted my own wetness on his lips and tongue. His rock-hard cock pressed hot and heavy against my thigh, ready to claim me.

“You want this big cock inside your tight pussy?” he asked, his gruff voice full of lust. “You willing to let someone you just met fuck you raw in your boyfriend’s own bed?”

I nodded quickly, my body still buzzing. “Yes… I want it. I need you inside me.”

He paused, his breath hot against my ear. “You trust me, Sophie? You going to let me blindfold you and use this pretty body however I want?”

I bit my lip hard, hesitation mixing with overwhelming desire. My inner voice warned me this was dangerous, but the thrill won. “I trust you,” I whispered. “Blindfold me. I am yours tonight.”

“Good girl.” He reached over to the nightstand and tied a soft piece of cloth around my eyes, plunging me into complete darkness. Everything became more intense. I could only feel, smell, and hear him. His weight settled between my spread thighs. The thick head of his cock rubbed up and down my slick entrance, teasing me.

“Beg for it,” he commanded. “Beg for this stranger’s cock to stretch your cheating little cunt.”

“Please fuck me,” I moaned desperately. “Please put your big cock inside me. I need it so bad.”

He pushed in slowly at first, inch by thick inch, stretching me wide open. I gasped loudly at the incredible fullness. He was definitely bigger and thicker than Tyler. “Fuck, your pussy is gripping me like a vice. So tight and hot. This cheating hole was made for my dick.”

He started thrusting, deep and powerful strokes that made my tits bounce. Every thrust hit deep inside me, sending sparks of pleasure through my blindfolded world.

“Take every inch, baby,” he growled. “Take this fat cock while your boyfriend is away. You love being a filthy little slut behind his back, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I cried out, wrapping my legs around his waist. “I love it. Fuck me harder. Make me your dirty secret.”

He pounded into me faster, the wet slapping sounds of our bodies filling the room. His hand reached down to rub my swollen clit. “That is my nasty girl. Scream for this dick. Tell me how much better it feels than your boyfriend’s pathetic cock.”

“So much better,” I moaned loudly. “Bigger… thicker… deeper… oh god, I am going to come again already.”

His fingers rubbed my clit faster while he fucked me harder. “Come on my cock then, you greedy whore. Milk it with that betraying pussy. Show me how much you love this.”

I came hard around him, my walls pulsing and squeezing his thick shaft. Stars exploded behind the blindfold as pleasure ripped through me. He groaned but kept thrusting through my orgasm, drawing it out.

“Such a greedy, dripping cunt,” he praised. “You are going to take my load soon, but not yet. I want to fuck you from behind first.”

He pulled out and flipped me onto my hands and knees. I pushed my ass back toward him eagerly, blindfold still firmly in place. He slammed back inside me in one hard thrust, gripping my hips tight.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned. “Look at this perfect ass bouncing on my dick. Your boyfriend ever fuck you this rough and deep?”

“No,” I panted, pushing back against every powerful stroke. “Never like this. Please do not stop.”

He reached around and pinched my hard nipples, twisting them. “Good. This pussy belongs to me tonight. Say it loud, baby.”

“This pussy is yours,” I moaned, my voice breaking with pleasure. “Fuck your dirty little slut harder.”

He fucked me with long, brutal strokes, his balls slapping against my clit. “That is right. My secret cheating whore. Sneaking in for cock and ending up getting railed by—”

Suddenly another pair of strong hands cupped my swinging tits from the front, squeezing them firmly and pinching my nipples. A new, familiar-sounding voice whispered hotly in my ear.

“She’s hotter than I imagined.”

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