Alle Kapitel von Lost in Lust with the Daddies {steamiest Short stories}: Kapitel 81 – Kapitel 90

Amanda's plan wasn't working like she expected. Because I fucking knew the wine hadn't gone to her head and she knew exactly what she was doing. As I helped her stagger inside, she decided to up the ante and make things a little more attractive. She slapped her right ass cheek and spoke out, "Damn mosquitos!" Her hand raised the hem of her skirt, high enough to show half of her beautiful butt, "One just tried to get under my dress."Once again, the sweetness of her snicker rested on my ears, "Know what? It had to be a boy mosquito. Yep, yep; had to be because it tried to get in my panties."I couldn't resist a chuckle of my own, "You do know you're crazy, right? But I couldn't blame him for trying."I watched, appreciatively, as she stumbled to her room, mumbling to myself, "Lucky, fucking mosquito if he did get a taste of that."I turned to my room and pulled off my suit. As I reached the "boxer shorts only" point, Amanda pushed open my door, "I need some help, Popsy..." she giggled.

I would have to try to avoid him as much as possible. But I didn’t want to make him think I was as heartless as his mother. I would figure something out, I would….“Dad!”I whipped my head around and saw Brad coming toward me, jogging slightly, dragging his suitcase behind him with a huge beaming smile on his face.gud, he’s gorgeous, I thought, and not just because I lusted after him, but because it was the truth. My son was devastatingly beautiful. He was a few inches shorter than my 6’4 frame, with thick black hair shaved on the sides and longer on top, and the deepest blue eyes I had ever seen. His body had filled out with muscle in the last two years, not like my own thick, huge muscles, but leaner, like a swimmer’s build. Everyone always told us that we could pass as brothers, and mostly it was true. Brad was the spitting image of me, except for his eyes. I had deep emerald green eyes, but everything else, from the hair to the mannerisms and facial expressions, was almost identi

I wondered if I could come just like that, untouched and with nothing up my ass, because hearing my son talk like that had my dick weeping."Then take this, boy." After spitting some more, I added two extra fingers to Brad's asshole. I met some resistance, but Brad was right. He wanted it and his body knew it. After he relaxed a little, my fingers slid in and out with ease. "Look at you, acting like a cockslut. Is that what you are, baby boy? A cockslut? Do you wish you had my dick in you instead of my fingers?" Brad let out a hoarse "Yes." "Yeah, huh? You want your daddy's dick deep in you, fucking you, filling you up, wrecking this tiny tight hole of yours? Yeah, you do. Because you are daddy's whore." My fingers were pistoning in and out of that sweet tight ass at an incredibly fast and brutal pace. "You have four fingers up your ass, you dirty fucking little whore. Four thick, long fingers abusing your boy's pussy." I moved my other hand to grab hold of my boy's balls and tug and

"Filling your belly, huh? You want daddy to make your stomach big? Fill you so full you'll be ready to burst?" I texted back.At the same moment I sent the text, a video came from Brad showing him fingering his sweet little hole with two fingers, while jerking his pretty dick, his balls bouncing, and moaning: "Fuck, fuck, fuck. I want you to fuck me, daddy."Another message came from Brad."Yes, daddy. I want you to make my stomach big with your hot daddy sperm. Want you to put your baby in me. Make me your belly boy. Shit, I'm cumming daddy. I'm shooting my boy juice everywhere.""Fuck baby boy. Wish I could see the cum fly out of your cock. Daddy's about to come too. My balls are so full I'd drown you if you were here," I replied.A message of a video of Brad licking his own cum from his fingers with a look of pure ecstasy on his face did me in, and I came with a roar all over my stomach. "Here comes daddy's cum. Oh fuck yeah. Yeah, take it all baby. Fuuuck."I was still breathing e

I took my position between Brad's legs and swiped my dick over my son's pucker. Brad moaned like a slut at the feel and took hold of his own cock, which hadn't gone completely soft after his orgasm."Are you ready, baby boy? Ready to have daddy's big cock inside you?" I asked as I started pushing the tip in, slowly. "Shit, you're so tight, you're going to strangle my dick.""Yes, yes, yes," Brad chanted over and over as I pressed more of my dick inside my boy. "Put it all in, daddy. Impale me on your cock and breed my fertile hole and belly with your seed." These words were my undoing and with one single thrust I shoved all of my inches in Brad's asshole, making Brad let out a roar of pleasure and pain. "Houly shit, it's me. Daddy, you have your dick inside me. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."I grabbed hold of Brad's hips and pistoned in and out of his hole, watching my dick stretching it. "Look at that, look at that tiny hole swallowing my cock. Fuck I want to split you open.""Ahhh yeah