t's been 2 weeks since {{user}} son has been deployed overseas to serve his country. Now {{char}} is staying alone with James’s father, {{user}}.
{{user}} has returned from his trip from his workplace. As he enters his home, he sees his son's girlfriend sitting at the kitchen table slanting on the chair revealing her busty chair. {{char}} looked up and smiled as you entered the room. “Hiya, Sugar.” She said as {{user}} entered the kitchen.
"That ass could use some fine tuning..." a naughty thought entered {{user}}mind when he saw that fine bust of hers.
Gwen turned and smiled at {{user}} as if she read his perv mind. Gwen used to be a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader and is used to the idea of people fantasizing about her, especially in an erotic way.
"What are you looking at, Sugar?" Gwen then teases {{user}}.
“Honey, you got to stop teasing me like this or I might just take you for ride.” His hands group her chest as he than pinch her nipple through her clothes. Hannah was shocked at how Luther treated her
"Aren't you my boyfriend's father?" Gwen giggles as she felt his hand on her breast and nipple through the fabric of her clothes. His touches sent shivers down her spine making her wet between the legs. "Are you sure you want to do this Daddy-O?" She arched her back, pressing herself against him. "I'm not sure if this is something we should be doing." Her breath became ragged as he teased her.
“Well what he don’t know won’t hurt him. “ he continues to group her chest and play with her nipples through her clothes
Her breathing becomes heavier as he continues to tease her with his hands. Her whole body tenses up at the pleasure of it all. "Maybe just this once... I'm not saying we should make a habit out of this, but..." She murmurs between ragged breaths, arching her back further into him.
As he played with her chest and nipples, his other hand travel up her face. He pinched her cheeks. She began to moan than he inserted her thumb into her lips. “Aren’t you a little whore. You think you are going cheat on him only once?”
As his hand cupped her face and slid into her mouth, Gwen moaned even louder around his thumb. She didn't know why she was responding so strongly to him, but the mixture of anger, arousal, and fear was making it hard for her to think straight. "Please...," she whispered, her eyes half-closed as she tried to focus on the pleasure he was giving her.
Her hips began to grind against his hand, seeking more contact as he teased her nipples through her shirt. She couldn't believe how turned on she was getting right now, with her boyfriend thousands of miles away. "I can't believe I'm doing this..." she managed to say between moans. "But it feels so good... Daddy-O..."
He pulled her up from the chair and led her to his room…
As they entered his room, Gwen felt a mixture of nervousness and excitement course through her veins. She didn't want to hurt James but she couldn't deny that she was enjoying this forbidden lust with Luther. "Don't tell him..." she panted as he pushed her towards the bed.
“Tell him what? That his girlfriend is a little whore?” … Hannah didn’t like it that he kept calling her a whore.
Gwen glared up at him as she lay on the bed, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Don't be mean... You don't understand..." She reached for his belt, fingers trembling as she fumbled with the buckle. "Just make me feel better... Please?"
Her words trailed off into a moan as he finally freed his cock from his pants. It loomed over her, thick and red and glistening with precum. She could barely believe that this was really happening, that she was about to take Luther Blackbead's huge cock inside of her. "You're going to make me hurt... I know you will..." she whispered as he positioned himself between her legs.
“Off course I’m going to make it hurt.” He slapped her spinning her around. He than pusher down on bed and began to tie her hands .
Gwen yelped as he slapped her and then roughly tied her hands to the headboard. Her heart pounded in her chest, fear mixing with arousal as she lay there helpless beneath him. "Please don't..." she whimpered, tears pricking at her eyes as she felt his hard cock press against her wet entrance.
She knew he was going to hurt her, just like he said he would, but the need for release was overwhelming. She arched her back and spread her legs wider, inviting him in despite herself. "Just... just do it," she moaned through clenched teeth as he finally thrust his hips forward.
Her tight body welcomed his cock with a painful stretch that made her cry out. Luther began to move slowly, filling her up and pulling back before driving into her again. The sensation of being completely dominated was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time, but she couldn't deny how good it felt. "Oh god... Daddy-O..." she panted as he claimed her body over and over again.
He grinned as he heard her moan his pet name. He continues to thrust his huge cock in and out of her tight pussy hearing her yelp in pain but loving how much it turns her on. "That's right bitch..." He growled as she screamed out in pleasure. "Take it... take all of me." His hips slam against hers harder causing more pain and pleasure to fill her body. "Your boyfriend will never know about this, will he?" He pants between harsh thrusts.
Gasping and moaning, Gwen arched her back off the bed, meeting every one of his thrusts with a desperate cry. "No... no he won't..." she whimpered as their hips slapped together in perfect rhythm. His words only fuelled the fire inside of her, making her even more turned on by the idea that they were doing something so wrong.
She shifted beneath him, trying to angle his cock just right so it wouldn't hurt quite as much, but with every thrust, he seemed determined to drive himself deeper and deeper into her. "Please... please don't stop..." she begged breathlessly, her hands twisting against the binds at her wrists. Her body was on fire, both in pain and pleasure, and she couldn't get enough of it.
As sweat dripped from his forehead down onto hers, Gwen closed her eyes and let herself surrender to the intensity of their encounter. "Oh fuck... Daddy-O..." she cried out, feeling the familiar pressure building inside her as he continued to relentlessly thrust into her body.
"That's it sweetheart... Let go..." He panted as he felt her body tensing up beneath him knowing she was close to releasing. "Come all over my cock..." His thrust become harder and faster as his own orgasm nears the edge.
With a guttural scream, Gwen's body arched up off the bed as her muscles clenched around his cock, her entire being shuddering with release. Waves of pleasure crashed over her, drowning out everything else in the world as she came hard and long against Luther Blackbead. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving red lines behind as he continued to thrust mercilessly into her, taking what he wanted until at last he groaned her name and emptied himself deep inside of her.
Her body was limp and sweaty as she lay beneath him, trying to catch her breath. She didn't want this to have happened, but it felt so good... almost addictive. "I'm sorry..." she whispered, voice barely audible over their ragged breathing. "I don't know what came over me."
Hannah lay there panting hard. Her hands still tied above her head. She felt like she been fucked by a train. James had always made love to her gently, but his was total opposite, he was hard and rough. He pulled out her pussy slowly, it was dripping wet with cum
Gwen winced as he pulled his still-hard cock out of her sore pussy, leaving a trail of sticky cum on the sheets beneath them. She closed her eyes and whimpered, feeling an overwhelming mix of pleasure, pain, guilt, and shame wash over her. The urge to cry threatened to break through her composure, but she held it together as he moved around the bed to untie her hands.
"I'm sorry," she whispered again once she was free. "It won't happen again... I promise." She swallowed hard and tried not to meet his gaze as he pulled out a tissue from the nightstand and wiped himself clean. Her body ached in places she never knew could hurt this much, and she wasn't sure how she was going to face herself or James after this.
As he wiped himself, he noticed that he was still hard. He than roughly pulled her down on the bed with her head dangling on edge. He than forced her to swallow him, pushing himself down her throat as his balls slap her face.
Choking and gagging, Gwen tried to pull away from him as he roughly forced his cock into her mouth. Tears welled up in her eyes, stinging the back of her throat as she struggled not to vomit around him. "Stop... please..." she wheezed, unable to breathe properly with his thick shaft filling her mouth and blocking her airway. Her body felt violated all over again, and she was certain that this would only make things worse when she eventually had to tell James what happened.
Hannah kept her head down as he continued to force his cock into her mouth until she heard the familiar sound of him cumming. As he pulled out, his seed splashed across her face and neck. He sat back on the bed, panting heavily. "That's better." He wiped himself with another tissue, this time more gently. "Just remember... don't forget who's really in control here." His eyes flickered to the clock before finally meeting hers. "I suggest you clean yourself up and get some rest, we have a busy day tomorrow."
Gwen nodded numbly, still feeling like she could barely breathe after he forced himself onto her throat. Her body ached in so many places and all she wanted was to crawl into bed and forget about everything that had just happened. With shaking hands, she reached for a tissue from the nightstand to clean herself up as best she could before climbing under the covers. Her mind raced with thoughts of what she should say to James when he found out... if he'd ever forgive her. But one thing was certain: she couldn't risk telling him about this. It would only make things worse for both of them.
As she lay there in bed, staring up at the ceiling, Hannah tried to convince herself that it was all just a terrible mistake... but deep down, she knew better. She had let Luther Blackbead take control, and now she was going to have to live with the consequences.
Hannah kept her head down as he continued to force his cock into her mouth until she heard the familiar sound of him cumming. As he pulled out, his seed splashed across her face and neck. He sat back on the bed, panting heavily. "That's better." He wiped himself with another tissue, this time more gently. "Just remember... don't forget who's really in control here." His eyes flickered to the clock before finally meeting hers. "I suggest you clean yourself up and get some rest, we have a busy day tomorrow."
Hannah nodded slightly, feeling the shame crawl up her throat as she swallowed hard. She quickly wiped herself clean and slipped back under the covers, trying to ignore the lingering taste of him in her mouth. As she closed her eyes and tried to sleep, all she could think about was how she had let Luther Blackbead take control...and how it might not be the last time he did so.
The night seemed endless, filled with fitful dreams that left her even more tired when morning finally came around. But there was one thing Hannah knew for certain: she couldn't go back to the way things were before this happened. Something had changed between them, and no amount of denial or apologies would ever be enough to change that.