All Chapters of Claimed By A Father And Son: Chapter 91 - Chapter 95

The practice fields were just starting to empty out when I spotted him—Lucian jogging toward me in that tight athletic shirt clinging to his sweaty chest, backpack slung over one shoulder, dark hair messy from his helmet. “Babe, where have you been?” he asked, voice low and concerned as he reached out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “I’m done with practice. What’s wrong? You look… I don’t know, all worked up.Instead I jumped on him—literally jumped—wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck so tight I almost knocked the breath out of him. My mouth crashed into his, kissing him like I was starving, tongue shoving deep and desperate, tasting the mint on his lips while I ground my soaked, cum-filled pussy against the hard ridge of his cock through his shorts.“Mmmph—fuck, baby,” I moaned into his mouth between sloppy, filthy kisses, sucking on his tongue like I’d sucked his dad’s cock earlier.“Missed you so bad… couldn’t wait another second…”Lucian g

~Adrian~ “Strip,” I commanded. “Bra and panties only. Fold your clothes neatly on the chair. Then come here.” I heard the soft rustle of fabric as she obeyed. When I finally raised my eyes, she stood exactly as I had ordered, black lace bra barely containing her hard nipples, tiny thong soaked through at the crotch, cheeks flushed, eyes wide with that perfect mix of fear and hunger. I leaned back in my leather chair and spread my thighs wide so she could see the thick bulge straining against my slacks. “Come here, princess.” She stepped between my legs. I hooked two fingers into the front of her thong and yanked it down just enough to bare her puffy, glistening cunt. “Look at this sloppy fucking mess,” I said. Her breath hitched. Her nipples tightened into stiff peaks against the lace. I dragged two thick fingers slowly through her soaked folds, scooping up the sticky mixture, then lifted them to her pretty lips. “Open that slutty mouth.” She parted her lips immediately. I

~Adrian~“What the fuck do you want now, Sarah?” “Adrian, you worthless piece of shit! The alimony check was due two days ago! I’ve texted you three times and you’re ghosting me like some immature asshole! Where the hell is my money?” I chuckled low as I gave Elena a deep, grinding roll of my hips that pushed more of my thick load out around my shaft. It dripped down her ass onto the desk in sticky strands. “Jesus Christ, Sarah, calm the fuck down,” I said as I reached down and rubbed Elena’s swollen clit in slow, firm circles. “I’m at work. I’ll send it when I send it. Stop blowing up my phone like a crazy ex.” “At work? Bullshit! You’re probably fucking some random office slut again, aren’t you? That’s all you’ve ever been good for — sticking your dick in anything with a pulse while ignoring your responsibilities!” Elena’s eyes widened in panic, her pussy clenching hard around my cock at the words. She bit her lip bloody trying to stay quiet, but her thighs were already shaking