Comforted By Ex’s Dad Pt 5

Alisson~

No. No. No. He can’t see me like this, or maybe he can? That's what I wanted right? For him to see me with his father?

Why then am I hiding under the duvet? Brent notices my pale face and guards what's left of my dignity.

“I always knew you liked her but I didn't think you'd fuck her.”

Brent doesn't say anything, and I feel stupid for thinking he'd ever choose me over his son.

Ron paces like an animal, running a hand through his hair before turning on his father with wild burning eyes.

“Jesus Christ, Dad. You couldn't keep your dick in for one night?”

Brent’s eyes didn't leave mine, searching for a reaction from me but I was frozen still. I was under the covers leaking from his cum while his son yelled at both of us.

Ron notices the care in his father's gaze and the mark he left under my collarbone.

“Oh my God,” Ron mutters, stepping back like he's about to throw up. “You’re not even sorry, are you?”

“Sorry? I wasn't the one who had his girlfriend's best friend on her knees.” Brent finally speaks, his voice low and angry. “Don’t fucking act like a saint kiddo.”

“What happens between me and my girlfriend stays between us.” He spits. “How can you even defend this? You stole my girlfriend!”

“I don't like how you call her your girlfriend.” Brent’s voice comes out gruff. “You didn't appreciate what you had and you lost her.”

Ron chuckles darkly, finally turning to me with furious eyes. “Of all the men to fuck you chose my dad. My fucking father.”

I flinch, my words fumbling before I can put them into a sentence.

Yes, I wanted to fuck Brent. I had been dreaming about it for months but I'm not sure I was different from Ron, I cheated on him with his father.

I can't lie and say it was a mistake, or that I didn't plan it. I couldn't hurt Brent like that but I'm not strong enough to cuss him out.

“You are audacious, Ron.” I finally breathed out. “You stopped being my boyfriend the minute I caught you with Carla.”

Ron steps closer, “The thing with Carla was a mistake, a fucking mistake. I was drunk and instead of talking it out you chose to fuck him?”

Brent moves to him slowly, putting enough distance between us.

“Enough,” he growls. “Leave now. I don't care if it was a mistake or not Ron, remember our deal? Yeah, you're out of the company.”

Ron looks between us, me still clinging to the covers, and his father, calm but possessive of me.

“You’re choosing a fucking whore over your own son?”

That did it, Brent's fists connected to Ron’s face like a gunshot and Ron hit the floor hard.

Brent doesn't even spare him a second glance, he just turns back to me his eyes softening.

“You okay?” He asks, cupping my face in his hands.

I nod, ignoring the tingling sensation between my thighs.

His defending me was the hottest thing to witness, it made me want him to fuck me over and over again until I lost my ability to walk.

Brent clears Ron out of our room and finally locks the door behind him.

“He is a piece of shit,” Brent says quietly.

But I’m far gone, the only thing running through my mind is taking his cock into my mouth.

“God, you’re such a naughty hungry slut, aren't you?”

I grab his cock and swallow him down, desperate to shut out Ron’s face when he caught us, Brent gathers my hair with his right hand while his left hand plays with my nipples,

“Listen to me, love. He’s a piece of shit, one that didn’t realize early on the type of treasure he had.” He presses his hand against my pussy shoving two fingers into me.

“You know what I’m going to do? I’m going to fuck you, marry you, and get you pregnant. Yes, beautiful princess, you’re going to be his stepmother. You’re going to be in charge of that little shit.”

I make a noise around his cock, the thought of carrying Brent’s child makes my pussy cry in pleasure.

I must be sick in the head.

His fingers keep playing with my pussy and I nearly stop sucking on his cock.

He stops me abruptly, dislodging his cock from my mouth and just staring at me. Brent cups my breasts and he smothers them on his face. “You have magnificent breasts, love.”

I can’t catch my breath, God. “Not really.”

He snorts. “I’m disappointed you fucked fools before now.” He presses down a kiss to the curve of my right breast before moving fully to my nipple. “These need to be properly worshipped, and unfortunately most men do not understand.”

I stand to move my body but he stops, giving me a stern look. “Don’t move, Love.”

He moves to my other breast and gives it the same slow thorough threatening. He lifts his head and exhales across my skin.

“Open your legs.”He ordered and I sat still, not moving.

“Alisson, what did I tell you about disobeying me?”

The warning in his voice makes me shiver.

“I’m sorry, Daddy.” Widening my legs a little.

“Turning around, but keep your legs wide open. And don’t beg.” His command slaps me and I obey before I can even stop myself.

His big hands grip my thighs, pushing them as wide as possible.

Holy fuck.

He parts my pussy with his thumbs making sure he doesn’t miss a bit of me.

I feel like a seductress, resting on the headboard for balance.

“I’ve been a really bad girl, haven't I?”

His fingers pushed into me agonizingly slowly. “Yes, love.”

I spread my legs wider and shifted my back to take his finger deeper, wishing it were his cock. “I got so wet when he caught us, and then when you punched him all I wanted was to suck your cock. Even know I want him to see me like this, being your little whore.”

Brent stays silent but is still fucking my pussy with his long finger. “Do you want me to call him here, to see how much of a slut you are for me?”

“It’s not just him, Daddy. When I’m with you, it doesn’t matter who is watching, I don’t care about the lines being drawn, I want everyone to see me as the slut I am.”

“Don’t move.” He pulls out of me and I sob out a protest. Seconds later, I feel something cool and wet spread down my ass crack, he spreads my cheeks, and the metal plug presses inside me.

“Take deep breaths and relax. How does it feel?”

“I thought it'd hurt but it feels good.” Ever since he rubbed my asshole I had been expecting him to fuck me there, and I prayed it would be tonight as well.

“What are you thinking about?”

“I never thought I would have anyone in my asshole in my life.”

“Love, I've thought about fucking every part of you. Your ass, your pussy, your mouth. In thousands of ways .”

I moan at the thought of it and he slaps me across my ass making me jerk.

“Keep acting like a brat and I might end up doing depraved things to you.”

“Then do them.”

“Finger yourself, show me how wet you are.”

“Yes, daddy.” I slip my middle finger into myself. It feels so much better and intense knowing he's watching. “Daddy, your little slut is so wet.”

“I can see that.” But he doesn't walk towards me, I almost want to turn back and look but he returns almost immediately.

“Im going to fuck your virgin ass. Are you ready for that, baby?”

I don't know if I am but fuck, I want that giant cock of his inside me. I don't care which hole it takes. “Yes, daddy.”

Brent thrusts inside my pussy, taking his sweet time as he pushes the plug in and out of my ass. “I enjoy watching my cock disappear into your pussy while that plug is in your ass. You feel so full right, love?”

“Yes,” I moan breathily, barely even recognizing my voice.

“It feels like you're being fucked by two cocks right?” he spreads my cheeks, increasing the pace of both thrusts. “But princess, you don't get two cocks. You're Daddy's little slut, mine alone. So you get my cock and you'll enjoy it.”

I'm squirming on his cock with nowhere to go. “Please fuck my ass already, Daddy. Please.”

Within seconds the plug is missing and he's easing out of my pussy pressing something into my hand; a bullet. “You’ll use this when I tell you.”

“Relax.”

“I’m sorry, I can't just relax when a giant cock is about to rip my ass out.”

He gives my add a light slap and then he's pouring lube all over me.

I instinctively tense when I feel the broad head of his cock.

“Breathe and relax, love. Just trust me.”

I obey, expecting pain as the head of his cock eases past my entrance and it burns a bit. I shift a little and his hand tightens on my hip. “Easy, love.”

“But I want more,” I demand.

He eases in a bit and gives a slow thrust. “That good?”

I didn't expect to be begging for more of his cock in my asshole, but I needed his complete shaft in me already.

“Please Daddy, I want more.”

“Turn on the vibrator.”

After fumbling with it for a second, I manage to get it on and then I position it against my clit.

“Holy fuck!“

“Yes, baby girl.” He has both hands spreading my cheeks as he slowly penetrates me. “You feel so good, love. We are almost there. Fuck.“

“God, Daddy, your cock feels so good in my ass. “ I have to fight my urge not to fuck him back. “I’m going to come with your cock in my ass like a little slut, right?”

Brent’s hips meet my ass and he exhales slowly. God this felt too good.

He bears me down to the mattress, his big body covering mine as he peppers kisses down my neck to my spine.

“You’re so fucking perfect for me, Alisson. A fucking treasure.” He starts to fuck the shit out of my ass, not as roughly as he treats my pussy but close.

“Please make me come, Daddy.”

“No, love. Make yourself come.”

I start fucking him back as the vibrator presses against my clit. I want to do more than just fuck him, I want to feel him everywhere.

“God, Brent you feel so good. Oh fuck!”

“Say it. You know you want to yell it out. Fucking say it!”

I'm too out of my mind with pleasure to think about the words spilling out of my mouth. “I love you!”