A gay adult story: The Step Father Part Three by blissencounter ,
3rd meet I received an email a week later. Between then no contact was received.
The third request
Sorry for not being in contact so much. The wife has been on constant warpath. She’s off on a trip tomorrow so I expect you round to visit your pa soon. Also your step-site is visiting this week so be nice if you bump into her.
What the fuck. I didn’t know what was role play or wasn’t anymore. I realised I didn’t know anything about this man. Clearly happily married with another kid! God I was so fucking horny!
I returned to the house on a half day from work. Everyone else in life thought I was working till 5. I arrived at house and promptly rang the door bell. A girl that must of been in her early twenties opened the door.
“Hellloooo you must be *****” she was wearing the tiniest of shorts with a tight T-shirt, showed little cleavage but definened her shape immensely. Her dark brown hair hung beneath her shoulders. And she definitely had her dad’s eyes. She leaned out and hugged me tight. She wasn’t wearing a bra and looking down all I could see was her beautiful smooth long legs. We stopped hugging and she dragged me in. “Dads told me all about you” I really didn’r know what too say “we’ll get to know each other in time. We’er basically brother and sister. I’ve heared loads about you” She smiled and i returned the smile. Inside I felt sick.
When he entered I didn’t make eye contact. She noticed and made an exit telling us all she was off to have a shower and she’ll catch up later.
We were alone. When he said good work. I was beyond furious but kept quiet when ripping into him about introducing a random guy to his daughter. He replied that he had afforded me his trust and that I should do the same. I went to leave when he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me towards the kitchen counter. He pinned me over, pressing in behind me leaning over pressing he groin against my ass. Whispering into my ear. “I’ve told my family I have personal assistant… That they’ve never met. I’ve managed to keep up this ruse for 20 years. But I like you! I’ve had many step-sons. But your my real boy”
I told him that this was getting too complicated that I didn’t even know what he did for a living. He laughs and walks over to kitchen table and pulls some documents out he tells me to read and sign them then it’s official. He was a solicitor and some how with some dodgy paper work he had managed to forge some old adoption papers that needed a signature on an amendment that officially made him my dad… I didn’t know what too say. He looked and me and reminded me that I made a deal. He unzipped my buckle and removed my cock from my boxers and jerked until it was hard he adjusted myself and took my cock into his mouth. My hands rubbed his head and my clock slowly slid from his mouth. His daughter was upstairs. And there I was. Standing next his dining table my trousers round my ankles fucking his mouth. He was moaning and rubbing my balls with his saliva. I heared her voice from the stars shouting for her dad to pass her something. When my cock triggered an explosion. I grabbed tight over his head as i came and came into his mouth. He swallowed every drop and for up quickly leaving me shuddering on the spot… His daughters steps getting louder. Luckily he was up and round the corner before she got the full way down. When he got back I was laying naked on the dining table.
I had gotten brave. I was fingering my asshole and rubbing my nipples and when he came over… my cock was hard again. And I wanted him.
I’ll sign the papers… If you fuck my cunt daddy.
He smiled walked up to me and put his hands around my neck and sucked deep on my nipples. He reached beneath my legs and flicked me around. He pulled his cock from his jeans ripped a condom out of its pack. He slipped it over his cock spat down and smoothed the head.
He then places it over the tip of my ass hole. The words leave me. “Fuck me daddy”
He thrusts his cock inside of me. I Feel myself fill up quickly. I’m laying on my side. He’s standing by the table Fucking me in my ass hole holding one leg up, my cock flapping around the place. My hands rub around my body I just take the pleasure of his cock bouncing in and out! He pulls out and stands me up against the back porch window spitting in his hand rather than covering his cock he smeared it over my crack. He stuck his cock right back up my hole I moaned loudly and he wrapped his hand around my mouth pulling my head back near his. My back was arched and my butt bounced against his thighs making the slightest of slapping sounds. I reached back beneath my legs to feel his balls hanging slapping my as he fucked me against the glass. In and instant he pulled out and through me to the ground. I’m not gonna lie it hurt. But I rolled onto my back and He took me on the kitchen floor in missionary position holding my ass cheeks tight apart grunting as he love fucked me kissing me slobbering over my face. The sound of his skin slapping with mine. He pushed up and held me by the head locking eyes he thrust three hard times. And I won’t lie the third sent such a wave of pleasure and pain down me I thought he broke the condom.
After the third he said he was cumming. I thought he just had. This was a buggering alright. He continued and thrust another 5 times deep as he could into my colon. Even with that condom on, his animalistic nature was to breed me, and that cock tried. On the final thrust. My hips convulsed and like that first time I had wrapped around him. I held him close as I started ejaculating. It felt different. I had no control over it I just spunked and spunked. It literally felt like I was emptying my bull sack forever. I held him close again and looked him in the eye. I kissed him on the lips and said id sign it. By the time she came down we were sitting around the dining table going over paper work.
Apparently a lot came with this arrangement but you don’t want to know about that. I didn’t really read it… That came back to haunt me later…Though I did notice her picking up the condom wrapper. She looked guilty and put it in the bin not looking up. I wondered… What was that about
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