Chapter 1 - Oh, Daddy!

Lindsay had been waiting for this night for months.

The blonde high school senior stared at herself in her bedroom mirror. She was wearing a strapless, dark pink silk dress which her parents had bought for her. The hem reached down to her ankles and had a slitted right side which started just below the hip, leaving a generous amount of her thigh visible. At the middle, a pale purple sash fastened the dress to her body, highlighting her thin waist and her very curvy chest and rear.

This dress has been bought for a very special occasion: Tonight was the night of her Senior Homecoming Dance, which she would be attending with her boyfriend of over a year; Tyler, the hunky running-back of her school’s American Football team.
However, there was an even bigger reason why the blonde had been awaiting that night. Lindsay was, to put nit subtly, a very horny girl. All through the day, every day, she would have vivid sexual fantasies about her boyfriend Tyler fucking her in various places, in various ways, and these fantasies were often so consuming that she had to sneak off to the bathroom and masturbate a little just to keep herself together. At night, she would spend hours searching the internet for porn and just masturbating to it, voraciously fingering herself and fucking herself with her many dildos while imagining that she was the one getting skewered by two fratboys, or gangbanged by five black men, or mind controlled into tittyfucking an 80 year-old man, or getting every single one of her holes stuffed with tentacles, etc.
In short, Lindsay wanted to fuck. However, she also wanted her first time to be something special. She didn’t just want a quickie in Tyler’s car’s backseat. No, she wanted a romantic evening that ended in her beloved boyfriend taking her virginity in a passionate bout of lovemaking. Every time after that could be quickies in cars, but the first one had to be fairy tale beautiful…And what better way to have fairy tale lovemaking than at the end of a romantic ball with her beau and her classmates. It was perfect.
All she had to do now was wait until Tyler picked her up in the limo he’d rented for them and then get whisked away to a magical night of dancing and passion.
Lindsay’s fantasies were abruptly interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing. The Caller ID told her it was her boyfriend calling, so she answered quickly.
“Hey babe!” She squealed. “Are you outside?”
“Hey Linds…Um…Actually…” Tyler muttered on the other end. “I couldn’t afford the limo. I kinda bet Lightning the money I had for it that I could beat him in arm wrestling and…Well, he technically won, but I think we should’ve had a do over because he started before I was ready!”
“Ty! You promised me we’d take the limo!” The blonde groaned. “How could you lose the money?”
“I’m sorry! Look, my dad said he’d take us in his Mercedes. That’s still a cool car! You just have to walk over here to my place and he’ll drive us.”
“Ugh…Fine. But, like, geez Ty-Ty. You gotta be more careful. I totes told my friends we were going in a limo. They’re gonna think I’m, like, a liar and stuff.”
“I’m sorry, babe. Look, I’ll make it up to you. I’m gonna make sure you have an awesome night at the dance. I swear.”
“OK. I’ll see you at your place.”
“See ya, Linds!”
The blonde sighed after hanging up. Well, this was certainly a disappointment. Hopefully it would be the night’s last.
It would not be.

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Lindsay stepped up to the door of Tyler’s house and rang the doorbell at around 8 PM. “House” was a rather uncharitable way to describe the place, though. It was more like a small mansion. Granted, Lindsay’s family’s mansion was larger; a full-fledged mansion even, but her family had gotten that on the earnings of her Fortune 500 CEO father and her high-powered corporate law firm partner mother, before she passed away. Tyler’s dad, Mr. Oldring, had earned the money for his home by himself, since his ex-wife was a stay-at-home wife until their recent divorce. Lindsay always found it impressive that Mr. Oldring could afford such a nice house on his money alone.
Soon after ringing the doorbell, said impressive homeowner opened the door for the girl.
Robert Oldring was 42 years-old, but he looked almost a decade younger because he was in very good shape. Unlike his son, he was quite tall at 1.9 meters tall and quite broad-shouldered. His dark-brown, wavy hair was kept short and had only the slightest hints of greying. His chiseled face was partly concealed by a full but cropped beard. From the first time she’d seen him, Lindsay had always found him quite handsome. She felt a little guilty about it, but she actually thought he was more handsome than Tyler.
“Hiya, Mr. Oldring!” Lindsay greeted.
“Lindsay, how are you? I’ve told you before, you can just call me Robert.” The older man answered as he let Lindsay step into the house.
“Right, I keep forgetting. It’s just, like, I call all Dads who aren’t my dad ‘mister’, so it’s, like, a habit, y’know?”
“I know, but getting called ‘Mr. Oldring’ makes me feel old.” Robert laughed.
“Oh, you’ve got nothing to worry about, Mr. Oldring. You look super good. Like, you’re the hottest dad out of all the dads I know.” Lindsay complimented.
“Thanks, Lindsay. Coming from a girl as pretty as you, that means a lot.”
“Aww, you think I’m pretty, Mr. Ol - I mean, Robert?”
“You’re gorgeous. Especially tonight. That’s a beautiful dress.”
“Thankies! I’ve been waiting to wear it for, like, soooo long! I had to save it for a special night! Anyway, where’s Tyler?”
“He’s just getting ready upstairs. He spilled something on his dress shirt and he had to clean it up.” 
“Ugh! He’s gotta, like, be careful! We both gotta look good for our special night.”
As if on cue, Tyler slid into view at the top of the stairs which overlooked the entrance to the house, where Lindsay and Robert were standing. He was wearing a black tuxedo with a dark red sash and bowtie.
“Hey Linds! Sorry for the delay. I’m ready now, though! Let’s get - Aaaaah!”
Upon taking the first step down the stairs, the jock tripped over his own feet and fell face forward, rolling down the stairs with several nasty bumps. Lindsay immediately rushed to his side and lifted up his face to make sure he was conscious.
“Ty! Are you OK?” She asked.
“Yeah…Yeah…Just…A bit bruithed.” He lisped. “And I think I bit my thongue…Ouch…”
Once she’d ascertained he was, in fact, not dead, Lindsay proceeded to smack her boyfriend upside the head.
“You idiot! You, like, scared me so bad!” She chided him.
“Yeah, you gotta be more careful, son.” Robert agreed. “Seeing you fall like that almost gave me a heart attack. I thought I’d be driving you to the hospital instead of the dance.”
“Sorry, babe. Sorry, Dad. I’m fine, though.” Tyler apologized while getting up and straightening out his tuxedo. “We should get going. We’re already a bit late.”
“And who’s fault is that, champ?” Robert quipped, prompting a little giggle from Lindsay and a scowl from his son.
“Yeah, yeah, I know. I already said I was sorry.” Tyler grumbled. “It doesn’t matter, though. Let’s go, Linds. Let’s go have an awesome night!”
“Yay!

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Lindsay did not have an awesome night.
The homecoming dance had gone wonderfully. It was truly the beautiful fairy tale the blonde had envisioned. She’d danced for hours with Tyler and with her friends, all of whom wore gorgeous dresses. They took tons of pictures and videos and they had a magical night. 
The problem started at the after-party in Geoff’s house. Tyler, who’d been so attentive during the dance itself, basically ditched Lindsay so that he could hang out with his friends from the football team. This wouldn’t have bothered the girl too much by itself; after all, they’d spent almost the entire dance together, so they’d had plenty of quality time. The thing that ruined everything was what Tyler did with his football team bros: They got absolutely black out drunk.
Lindsay and Tyler got to Geoff’s house at around midnight and they split up almost immediately. She found him two hours later, chugging vodka shots and barely being able to stand up. The blonde was furious with him, though she didn’t shot it in front of their friends. Tyler knew what she wanted them to do that night. She’d been telling him for weeks that this was the night she wanted to sleep with him for the first time…And still he got so drunk that he 100% would not be able to perform.
Lindsay didn’t give up hope though. She’d been looking forward to this night for months, so she wasn’t going to let Tyler’s bad judgement ruin it for her. She pulled him away from her drinking buddies, took him out of the party and started to walk them both to his house, which was only a few blocks away. 
Being as discreet as she possibly could while having her shitfaced boyfriend hanging off her shoulder and clumsily stumbling along beside her, Lindsay opened the door to Tyler’ house and got him up the stairs to the bathroom right next to his bedroom. There, she filled up the sink with cold water and dunked his head in it, jolting him awake.
“Shit!” He yelped in a stunned, high-pitched squeal. “What the? Is this my bathroom?”
“Yeah, babe. I, like, brought you here so you could, y’know, cool off a bit and wake up before we do it.” Lindsay told him.
“Do what?” He asked, still a little bit lost.
“Have sex, you dummy!” Lindsay chided him. “I told you tonight was gonna be, like, our special night to do it for the first time!”
“Oh yeah. Yeah! I know! Sorry, I’m still kinda buzzed.”
“You shouldn’t have drunk so much!”
“I know, babe. I’m sorry. I get carried away when I’m with my bros. They just got me so hyped and I lost count of the vodka shots. But I’m good now. I’m good…And I’m ready to give you the best night of your life, babe.”
Lindsay smiled. He looked a lot more composed now. Maybe this would work out like she wanted to after all.
“OK. Let’s go to your room then, babe.”
“Aww yeah. Let’s go, babe!”
The jock to his girlfriend’s hand and led her to his bedroom. Once inside, Lindsay told Tyler to get on the bed and get undressed, while she “got comfortable” in his closet. She wanted to surprise him with the new lingerie she’d bought just for that night. The boy eagerly agreed.
The closet was cramped, but Lindsay easily took of her heels and then slipped off her dress, staying in a silky, strapless bra and a teeny, tiny thong, both bright pink. It was uncomfortable to get undressed in that space, but Lindsay knew the visual impact that it would have on Tyler when she swung that closet door open and she stood there, leaning against the door frame in only her delicates. If her beau wasn’t rock hard from the anticipation, that image would make sure of it…And she wanted him hard and horny, because after all the build up, she was willing to go all night.
Readying herself, Lindsay stood with her legs spread at the edge of the door, one hand on her hip and the other leaning against the closet wall, her chest thrust out to emphasize her hefty G-cup tits in her small, silky bra. Smiling cockily, she lightly shoved the door open with her foot so that it would slowly swing open to reveal her figure.
“Hey Ty. I’m ready for you.” She spoke, her voice breathy and lustful.
Unfortunately, the only response from Tyler was a soft snore, since after stripping down to his boxers, he’d laid down on the bed and fallen fast asleep. Lindsay stared at him in confusion for a few seconds, since the dark room didn’t really let her get a good look at him. She then stepped closer and confirmed that he had, in fact, fallen asleep. 
Her anger was unlike any she’d ever felt before. She’d waited months for this night. She’d gone to all this trouble to make herself sexy for their special night. She had practically carried his unconscious ass to his home so they could still have their moment together in spite of how wasted he’d gotten. She’d put up with all of that and the dumb fuck couldn’t stay awake long enough to have sex with his hot, busty, blonde girlfriend who was ready to throw herself at him.
She thought about shaking him or maybe stroking his cock or kissing him to get him to wake up, but she decided against it. Even if she did get him up again, he wasn’t going to be able to perform. She didn’t want her first time to be with a dumbass who was half asleep and whiskey dicked. Her mood was completely ruined.
“Tyler, you dumb bitch.” She grumbled to herself as she grabbed her dress and stormed out of his bedroom.
She didn’t even want to look at him anymore. They were so done.
She stopped at the door to put on her dress again before she left, but halted and decided to get a teensy bit of revenge before ditching him. She knew where Tyler kept his hidden stash of booze, so she figured she’d dump it all down the drain as a final “fuck you”. Hell, maybe she’d drink some of it, just for fun.
The blonde marched over to the Oldring home’s game room, where Tyler hid his alcohol stash from his dad in a loose panel behind a pool cue rack. Inside the stash, Lindsay found a treasure trove of bottles of liquor and beer which must have cost her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend several hundred dollars. With a wicked smile, Lindsay popped open a bottle of the most expensive whiskey in there and took a big swig before scooping up the rest of the bottles in her arms and taking them over to the kitchen.
While taking another swig of the whiskey, Lindsay opened up the first vodka bottle and started pouring its contents down the kitchen sink. The blonde gasped after downing her mouthful of liquor and then laughed as she watched the booze Tyler had spent so much money on drip down the drain.
“Maybe now you won’t get, like, whiskey dick for your next girlfriend, you mean, dumb …Uh…Dumb…Dummy. You dumb dummy!” Lindsay sneered as she disposed of the alcohol.
The beer went next. Lindsay popped the tabs on all the cans from the first six-pack and upturned the yellow liquid into the sink.
“Like, the drain is probs drinking less than you did tonight, you jerk-off.” The girl grumbled.
After emptying the other three six-packs of beer into the sink, Lindsay took another swig of the expensive whiskey and then set about ridding herself of Tyler’s tequila by the same means as she’d done with the other drinks…Except this time, she found herself interrupted.
“Lindsay?” Came Mr. Oldring’s voice from behind her.
The blonde dropped the tequila bottle into the sink and turned around suddenly. She saw Mr. Oldring standing at the kitchen door, a couple feet away from her. 
He was standing in his boxers and a fuzzy night-robe. Since the robe was open, Lindsay could see that Tyler’s dad was in very, very good shape. The girl had always known that, but since she’d never seen him shirtless before, she’d never been able to see just how in good shape he was. Mr. Oldring was absolutely buff: His abs were well-defined in a tight six-pack and his pecs were chiseled. After seeing this, the blonde didn’t know if she was blushing and bothered because she got caught doing something naughty or because she liked what she saw.
“Umm…Hi, Mr. Oldring…” Lindsay mumbled.
“Why are you pouring liquor down my sink? In your underwear?” He asked.
Remembering that she was, in fact, still in just a thong and bra, Lindsay covered herself as best she could using the tequila bottle and her dress, which was draped over her arm.
“Yeah…Um, like, Ty and I got back from the dance and I…Um…Well, he fell asleep…”
“OK. That doesn’t really explain why you’re dumping alcohol in my kitchen and why you’re barely dressed.”
“Well, that’s because Tyler, like, drank way too much, even though I told him not to because tonight we were gonna…”
Lindsay stopped herself at this point.
“You were gonna…Oh.”
At that point, Mr. Oldring connected the dots. He sighed and put a palm to his face while chuckling.
“Were you going to have sex with my idiot son but he drank too much to perform?” He laughed.
Lindsay figured she’d be mortified talking about sex with a Dad, especially her boyfriend’s Dad, but seeing Mr. Oldring’s disgruntled amusement at the situation put her more at ease.
“Yeah.” She chuckled too.
“And now you’re getting rid of what I assume is his booze to get even?” He added, still chuckling.
“Yeah.” The girl giggled.
“Well, I can’t say he didn’t earn it. It’s pretty rude to leave your girlfriend high and dry. I taught him better than that.”
“Like, I’m totally sure you did, Mr. Oldring. You’ve always been, like, a super nice host whenever I’ve come over.”
“Thanks, Lindsay. I’d say my son has earned you dumping his liquor, but do you mind if I have some of that whiskey you’ve got there before you get rid of it? That stuff is really good and it’d be a shame if all of it went to waste.”
“Oh, I’m not dumping the whiskey. I’ve been drinking a bit of it and I was gonna keep it. Whiskey’s my favorite.”
“Mine too. I shouldn’t really condone underage drinking, but I’ll let you drink some more of it if you don’t tell your parents. You look like you’ve had an upsetting night.”
“Thanks, Mr. Oldring. Yeah, I totes have.”
The older man walked over to the girl and reached under the kitchen counter she stood by to get out two whiskey glasses. He set them down on the counter and the blonde opened the whiskey bottle to pour both him and herself a glass. Once served, Mr. Oldring lifted up his glass so Lindsay would toast with him, which she did, lightly clinking her glass to his before they both took a large sip of their preferred liquor.
“That’s good stuff.” The older man exclaimed. “I’m sure you could say a lot of bad things about my son right now, Lindsay, but you can’t deny he’s got good taste in liquor.”
“Oh, he doesn’t like whiskey. I told him to buy it for me. He, like, prefers beer or doing shots of vodka or tequila. He says that, like, he doesn’t enjoy savoring the alcohol, so whiskey doesn’t do a lot for him.”
“Well, I take it back, I guess he’s got terrible taste in liquor.” Mr. Oldring laughed.
“He’s got terrible taste in, like, a lot of things. He’s taken me on dates to, like, Tim Horton’s.” Lindsay grumbled. “He sucks!”
Then Lindsay remembered who she was talking to.
“Sorry. He’s your son, I shouldn’t say mean things like that.”
“It’s OK. He pissed you off. You can vent. Tell ya the truth. I think my son’s a bit of a chump sometimes too. I tried to teach him better, but it just didn’t take. He’s too much like his mother. She wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed either.”
Lindsay giggled and took another sip of her whiskey. Unconsciously, she’d let her arm drop and her dress was no longer covering her body. She noticed Mr. Oldring’s eyes wander over her chest briefly before snapping away. The blonde found that she’d didn’t mind him peeking. She didn’t mind one bit.
“Did you take Tyler’s mom to your homecoming dance?”
“Huh? Oh, no. I didn’t meet Mrs. Oldring…Well, the former Mrs. Oldring until much later. There were quite a few years and quite a few women between her and high school.”
Lindsay paused at this and remembered something because of what he’d said. Kids in her school didn’t often talk about their parents’ times in school, but some things about their parents younger days still floated around as local legend. Courtney’s mom had just as much of a stick-up-her-butt as her daughter. Owen’s dad had once gotten stuck in one of the school’s bathroom stalls, so they had to widen all of them. Ezekiel’s dad got beat up by the town’s local feminist cooperative. And Tyler’s dad had bedded dozens of women with his big, big dick.
Lindsay smiled. If Tyler wasn’t going to give her the magical night she deserved, she was going to get somebody else to give it to her instead.
“Mmmm, Mr. Oldring, were you, like, a big player when you were younger?”She teased.
“Haha. Yeah, I was a bit of a ladykiller in my day.”
“I totes figured. You’re, like, a totes good looking guy, Mr. Oldring. Super DILFy.”
“DILFy?” Robert asked.
“It means Dad I’d Like to Fuck.” Lindsay answered.
Robert Oldring looked surprised at this for a second, but when he saw that Lindsay was blushing deeply and her eyes were lidded with lust, his confident smile returned to him.
“Do you?”
“I do.”
“I want to hear you say it.”
“I wanna, like, fuck you, Mr. Oldring.”
He needed no further encouragement. Tyler’s father closed the already very small gap between them so that she was up against her. Since he was a full head taller than her, he put his arm around the back of her waist and leaned down towards her. She stood on her tiptoes to meet him and kissed him with an eager, open mouth. Having already gotten her permission, Mr. Oldring was very forward and instantly delved past her lips with his tongue, coaxing hers to dance with him. 
Lindsay loved this confidence and firmness. Tyler always sloppily swung his tongue around her mouth like it was a wrecking ball, and he always clumsily groped for her tits or her ass before their lips had even met. His dad, on the other hand, was delicately rubbing the small of her back with his fingers; slowly sliding down under her thong until he gently started to caress her cheeks, only groping after a few exhilarating seconds of foreplay.
Then, without warning, his grasping hands turned to lifting hands as quickly but carefully hoisted her up onto the kitchen countertop to even out their positions. The action took the girl by surprise, causing her to squeal into his lips in astonishment.
“Mr. Oldring!” She giggled. “You, like, totally scared me.”
“Please, Lindsay, call me Robert.” He asked.
She mulled this in her head for a few seconds. Robert sounded too stiff. She didn’t like that. She thought to propose an alternative.
“Can I call you Daddy instead?” She asked, putting a sultry, breathy emphasis on the word.
Mr. Oldring smiled.
“That would make me very happy.” He answered.
“Mmmm, I love making you happy, Daddy.” She teased.
His lips were back on hers with renewed hunger after he heard her say that, prompting giggles from her at first, soon followed by soft moans. The teen girl wrapped her arms around the back of the older man’s neck to pull him in tighter as they kissed, savouring the light taste of fine whiskey in his mouth and the gruff texture of his beard against her face. The blonde was so consumed by her new man’s kisses that she didn’t notice his right hand leaving her back and gliding across her thigh until it had slipped under the front of her lacy thong.
Lindsay cried out in excited surprise as she felt Robert’s fingers brush against her pussy, prodding it lightly without going in.
“You’re already wet, baby.” The man whispered in her ear.
“Ahhh, I can’t help…Ooooh…Help it, Daddy. You…Ooooh…Make me so horny.” The girl panted out in between moans as the older man’s fingers ever-so-slightly pushed into her pussy and his thumb toyed with her clit.
“You want Daddy to play with your pussy, baby?”
“P-Please, Daddy! Please!”
“Please what?”
“Please play with my pussy, Daddy!”
Mr. Oldring smiled one of his confident smiles that made Lindsay swoon and then he pulled his hand away from the blonde’s womanhood, giving her a very displeasing surprise.
“Daddy, why’d you?”
Her question was answered before she even finished making it as Robert went down on his knees and started tugging at her thong’s strings to pull it off. Lindsay giggled in understanding and slightly lifted her butt off the counter by standing with her hands so that her boyfriend’s father could begin removing the tiny garment. He quickly slid the thong down her legs and then set it down on the counter next to the girl, before turning his attention to her now unveiled womanhood. 
Robert subtly licked his lips upon seeing the blonde’s gorgeous pussy on full display, shaved save for a tiny heart-shaped spot of blonde hair right above it. The man looked up at his excited lover and, without breaking that eye contact, he slowly leaned in and gave her clit a soft kiss, blowing softly onto the sensitive nub and lightly caressing it with his tongue.
Experiencing the feeling of a mouth on her clit for the first time, Lindsay involuntarily closed her eyes and let out a quick, high-pitched coo of pleasure as she squirmed. Robert slipped his hands over her legs from the outside and softly gripped her by the upper thighs to make sure she didn’t accidentally fall forward onto him. He then renewed his efforts by lapping at Lindsay’s labia a few times to tease her before slowly starting to push past them with his tongue, wriggling just the tip into her womanhood and flicking it up and down the slit just to tease her more.
“D-Daddy…So good…Mmmore…” She groaned above him.
Mr. Oldring buried his tongue in the girl’s pussy, letting it writhe and lap at her insides with fervor. At the same time, his right hand left Lindsay’s thigh and he instead used it to toy with her pussy, stroking the clit gently with her thumb while rubbing the top of her lower lips far more aggressively with his other fingers. Lindsay had been making an effort before to contain her moans a little and keep the low, but now she didn’t even bother anymore, letting out high-pitched squeals of ecstasy as her lover ate her out. She’d seen women getting their pussies eaten in porno (and in person that one time she’d peeped on her older sister, Paula, and her boyfriend) and the women definitely seemed like they were loving it, but she truly hadn’t been unable to understand how good it felt until she felt it herself.
One of her hands latched onto Robert’s head, gripping him by the hair and pushing him harder against her womanhood. The other hand shot up to her chest and fondled her right tit through her bra, kneading and squeezing her oversized globe in desperation for. Few seconds before switching over to lend some attention to the other one. In her addled state of mind, she didn’t even think to pull down the cups so that she could pinch her aching nipple; all she could do was grope and paw at herself in animalistic ecstasy.
The blonde was so overwhelmed by the heat that she didn’t think to warn her lover that she was about to cum. Robert was experienced enough to feel it coming, but even despite that he was surprised by Lindsay’s very sudden and very explosive squirt of pussy juice as she climaxed. Lindsay panted and sighed with relief after having the best orgasm of her life and only came back to her sense when Robert got off the floor and kissed her again, the taste of whiskey on his tongue now joined by the taste of Lindsay’s own juices; a flavor the girl had tasted before off of her own fingers, but which she thought tasted even better off a man’s lips.
“Let’s go back to my room.” He said, with a firm tone of voice which made it clear that, despite being phrased like a suggestion, what he’d said was a command…A command Lindsay was eager to obey.
“Yes, Daddy.”
Robert smiled his hypnotizing smile and slipped one arm under Lindsay’s thighs and pressed the other against her lower back. The teen girl squealed in delight as the man lifted her off the counter and started bridal carrying her towards the master bedroom. She wrapped her arms around his neck and started to slavishly kiss and suckle at his neck as he took her away.
Once in the bedroom, Robert set the teen blonde down on the bed gently and leaned over her, his palms pressed against the sheets to either side of her head, his clothed crotch pressed against her bare pussy, his gaze firmly locked on hers. Lindsay blushed and looked away, prompting him to smile and use his right hand to stroke her cheek…Followed by his erection to rub her womanhood.
“Aaah, Daddy, please don’t tease me.” She pleaded.
“You’ve been teasing me since the first day Tyler brought you home.” Robert replied, still smirking. “Waving these big fat tits around in all your slutty outfits…”
As he said “big, fat tits”, Tyler’s father punctuated the statement by finally squeezing said tits, getting another moan out of the excited girl.
“…Just begging me to bring you here and fuck you with my clueless son still in the house.”
“Mmm, I know, Daddy. I thought you were so hot since, I…Aaaah…First saw you. I…Iiiiiih…Wanted you to notice me.”
“I noticed you, alright. I noticed you so much my wife noticed me noticing you and that’s part of why she left.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be, she was a frigid bitch, and now that she’s gone, I can have you instead.” Robert replied. “You are a much, much better than her.”
Lindsay remembered Tyler’s mom from back when they first started dating: From the start, she’d seemed like a boring, frumpy woman and she’d always been snippy and mean to Lindsay, treating her like she was stupid. The blonde hadn’t understood why Mrs. Oldring had been like that with her and she’d tried to be nice to her and gain her favor, but her efforts didn’t last long, as she and Mr. Oldring separated a few months later. 
Now she understood where all that meanness came from: Tyler’s mom had been jealous of her and of how much she turned on her husband. This realization gave Lindsay a strange feeling of…Satisfaction. A kind of pride that she’d never felt before. Pride in the fact that not only was she hotter than Tyler’s mom, she was so much hotter that she’d stolen her man. She decided to lean into this feeling.
The girl removed the man’s hands from her bust and lightly raised her back so that she could reach behind herself to unclasp her last garment. Once it was loose, she put both hands under the cups and she daintily slid the bra off herself with a teasing delay. To make sure that Robert’s first peek at her prodigious breasts was an especially amazing one, she clasped her hands to either side of them and squished them together for his viewing pleasure.
“Mmmm, these are my titties, Daddy.” She cooed. “What do you think? Are they, like, better than your wife’s titties?” Lindsay cooed.
“Fuck yes. Your tits are amazing, baby girl.”
“Mmm, yeah. They’re so totally, like, way, way bigger and squishier than her teeny-tiny mosquito bites.” The blonde giggled. “These are 32G-cups. What were your wife’s titties?”
“I don’t even know. They were so fucking small I never even cared to ask.” Robert answered, still without taking his eyes away from the blonde’s amazing chest.
Tired of only enjoying with his eyes, Mr. Oldring put his hands back on the girl’s boobs and gave them a big, playful squeeze, prompting a giggle out of her. He then leaned down and took one of her already perked up nipples into his mouth while giving the other one a quick but rough pinch, this time earning a moan from his young lover. Lindsay closed her eyes and relished the prickling of his beard rubbing against her skin and the way his rough fingers deftly stroked her tit, hitting all the right spots to make jolts of pleasure flare across her, almost like he knew her own body better than she did and knew exactly where to pinch, where to rub, where to squeeze.
As much as Lindsay loved the foreplay, her pussy was too wet and her heart was racing too fast with anticipation. She was done waiting.
“Daddy, please. Don’t tease me more. I’m, like, way too horny already. I need your cock. I need it so totally bad. Please, please, fuck me.” She begged.
“Are you on birth control, baby girl?” Robert asked her.
“Yes, Daddy. I started taking it, like, a couple weeks ago, waiting for tonight.” She answered.
“Baby girl, you don’t know how happy that makes me.” Robert said, smiling.
The man dropped his boxers and Lindsay sat up slightly to get a good look at what he was packing. She’d seen Tyler’s penis before, so she knew what one looked like in person, but Robert’s penis was twice as big as his son’s. It was easily ten inches long. It lived up to its legend, alright.
“Wow, your peen is, like, way bigger than Tyler’s…It’s huge!” She giggled.
“Don’t call it a ‘peen’, baby girl.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy. Your cock is huge!” She corrected herself.
“Good girl.”
Robert gently pushed Lindsay down so she was lying entirely on her back again. He then leaned over her and kissed her as his waist lined up with hers. As his tongue pushed into her mouth, his cock began to push into her pussy. Soft squeaks of surprise and pleasure escaped from Lindsay’s mouth as she felt a fullness she’d never felt before. Her dildos had nothing on this. As the fullness went deeper, she wrapped her arms around Robert’s neck and clung to him desperately. When the feeling went deeper still, her legs wrapped around his waist and gripped with all their might.
“I’m all the way in you now, baby girl.” Robert whispered into the blonde’s ear.
“Mmmm, yeah. I can feel it, Daddy.” She cooed back. “Please, gimme a sec to, like, get used to it. I’ve never been so, like, full before!”
She wasn’t just trying to fluff up his ego. Lindsay really hadn’t felt anything so big inside her before. Her biggest dildo was a seven-incher she’d swiped from her older sister Paula’s bedroom, and that was a full three-inches shorter and God-knows how much thinner. Her poor virgin pussy needed to get used to the feeling.
“OK, baby girl. Just don’t take too long, cause Daddy can’t hold back for much longer…Your pussy feels too fucking good!” Mr. Oldring warned.
“Alright, Daddy. I’m ready. Please. Please fuck me.” Lindsay whispered.
Robert instantly started moving his hips; pulling back a little before firmly but slowly pushing back in. His strokes still kept most of his massive cock within Lindsay, so for the girl the feeling wasn’t the same intense one of being filled to the brim when he first pushed into her. Rather, it was like she was being teased as this fullness slipped away slightly before returning. The friction on her labia was electric, however. Every time her lover moved forwards or backwards, her lower lips pushed and pulled with them, stretching and relaxing over and over, jolting her with pleasure again and again. 
Her upper lips were also kept busy by Robert’s affection, as he kissed her again. Whereas before he’d been tender but firm with his kisses, mostly letting her tongue seek his and her lips kiss his, now he was more aggressive. Now he was pushing his tongue into her mouth; going deep just to show her he could; that he was in charge. Lindsay let him, of course. In that moment, she was completely his.
Her clit felt oddly lonely, so she thoughtlessly reached down to stroke it, bumping her hand against Robert’s stomach multiple times as she fingers fumbled their way towards her sensitive nub. She pinched her clit between her middle and index fingers and she started to quickly stroke it and roll it between her fingers, giving herself extra jolts of pleasure to match the ones Robert was giving her. 
Higher-up, Lindsay’s other sensitive nubs; her nipples, were also getting some subtler stimulation as Robert’s strong chest pressed down on her tits, squishing them down tightly every time he thrust into the girl. The way his chest beat down on her boobs was actually a bit painful for the blonde, but she decided not to complain, both to not disturb her lover’s rhythm and because it was actually the kind of painful that felt a little good after a second.
Her lover’s lips left hers and instead sought out her neck. Lurid, suckling kisses rained down on different parts of it until a spot right above her collar provoked a throaty moan from the girl, letting the man know to stay on that spot and passionately worship it with his mouth.
Her pussy, her clit, her tits, her neck, the stimulation was so overwhelming for Lindsay, she felt as though…
“Da-Daddyyyyyy! I’m gonna…I’m gonna CUM!” She wailed.
Once again, Robert felt a splash of juices hit him as Lindsay reached climax, though this time she sprayed his groin instead of his face. As her man kept fucking her, Lindsay’s high took a few seconds to come down. The peak of cumming didn’t subside and the blonde just stayed there, her eyes shut tight, her mouth aghast in a high-pitched gasp of delight and every single muscle in her body tensed in ecstasy.
Feeling his own orgasm nearing and satisfied that Lindsay had already cum twice tonight, Robert decided to give himself a treat. Without a word, he stood upright again, grasped the blonde by the shoulders and then flipped her over on her front while still keeping his dick inside her. Lindsay squealed in surprise and then squealed again when Robert slid his arms between her thighs and then reached up to squeeze her tits, followed by a third squeal of surprise when he lifted her off the bed and plopped himself down on it instead, with her on his lap.
Lindsay gasped as she found herself in a strange, strenuous position: Robert had her sat on his lap facing away from him, with her legs lifted high-up in spread-eagle position; her legs locked in place by his arms which were hooked around them and his hands which were intertwined behind her head. Held in this position, Lindsay couldn’t move. All she could do was sit there and take it as Robert lifted her off himself slightly and then dropped her while thrusting his hips upwards into her pussy with an aggression and force that he hadn’t shown before; absolutely slamming his monster member all the way inside her so hard she could almost feel his cockhead punching the back of her womb. All the tenderness was gone from his lovemaking, which could not longer really be called that. No, Robert wasn’t making love to her. Robert was fucking her. Using her like a fuckdoll. Using her pussy. Hard. Lindsay fucking loved it. 
“AAAaaaaHHHH! Daaadyyyyyyy! Daddyyyy! So goood! Fuck! Fuck!” Lindsay screamed. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeee! Fuck my pussyyyyyy!”
Across from the blonde, a full-bodied mirror which hung on the wall let her see herself as Robert pounded her: Her pretty, pink pussy stretched to its limits as her lover’s massive cock pulled almost all the way out of her before pounding its way all the way back in; her big, fat, jiggly tits bouncing wildly with every thrust, smacking against each other and against her uplifted thighs so hard that they couldn’t stop moving before the next cock slam launched them into orbit again; usually cute, smiling face twisted into an ecstatic mess, with her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her mouth open slackjawed in an unending moan, her tongue hanging out and dripping drool onto her bouncing juggs. Then, the picture in the mirror was obscured as Lindsay came once again and she squirted a torrent of her juices onto the reflecting crystal.
“DAAAADDYYYYYYYY! CUUUUUMIIIIIIING!” She exclaimed in a long, breathy moan.
Lindsay’s tight pussy, her squirting and her depraved moaning was too much for Robert. The older man buried himself deep in his young lover and came harder than he’d done in years, pumping the blonde absolutely full of spunk. He busted nut after nut, feeling surprised at how many spurts he was unloading. Every time he thought he’d finished, he felt another jolt rising through him and a new rope of cum shot into Lindsay’s hungry pussy. Once he’d finally satisfied himself, Robert held the girl in place for a few seconds more to just enjoy the feeling of his softening cock inside of her, before finally laying down on the bed and letting Lindsay roll off to his side.
The blonde girl took long, gasping breaths as she lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling and still dazed from the experience she’d just had. Though she didn’t know it yet, something had been awoken in Lindsay: Before, she’d been a desirous girl, constantly lusting for intimacy, but it had always been a scarcely realized fantasy for her, since she’d never gotten more than masturbating daily and a scant few, inept fingerings from Tyler. Sex had been a fixation of hers, but one she’d only known about in the abstract. Now she knew how amazing sex could feel and she would soon realize there were no lengths she wouldn’t go to and no depths she wouldn’t sink to in order to get it.
For the time being, however, Lindsay came down from her stupor and immediately felt like showing some loving and gratitude to the man who’d pleased her so much. The girl rolled back over to her man and squished her tits against his chest before leaning in to hungrily kiss him. Robert was still cooling down, so it was his turn to be surprised when Lindsay started sucking on his tongue like she was trying to draw water from it in the desert.
“Mmmm, Daddy…That was amazing…I’ve never, like…Felt so good before…That was so good!…So hot!…So amazing!…You’re amazing!” Lindsay squealed in between kisses.
“Thanks, baby girl.” Robert said, putting a stop to Lindsay’s voracious smooching. “But calm down with the kisses. I need to breathe.”
“Sorry, Daddy. You just got me so totes excited.” Lindsay giggled. “I had this, like, super sexy picture of how it was gonna be, like, in my head, cause of all the porn vids where the girls are just, like, absolutely going wild when they’re getting fucked. I wanted to, like, feel like that. And I did! And so much more! This was, like, the best night of my life, Daddy. You made me cum so gooood! I’m still, like, fucking soaking wet.”
“Careful, baby girl You’re going to inflate my ego too much!” Robert laughed.
“Oh, you totes deserve it, Daddy. You were perfect. I’m so glad that, like, you took my V-card tonight instead of Tyler. He would’ve never been this super amazing at fucking me! He totally blew it.”
“Yeah, my son’s a real chump not taking advantage of having a smoking hot girl like you.” 
“Oh, he doesn’t have me anymore, Daddy. I’m your baby girl now. I’m all yours.”
“As much as I like hearing that, baby girl, we have to be careful about this. People aren’t going to understand if you tell them about us. The age difference makes people…Uncomfortable. So we should keep this to ourselves.”
“I know, Daddy. In all the porn vids where girls are, like, fucking their boyfriend’s dads, they’re always sneaking around and being all hush hush about it. We’re gonna do it like that! I’m gonna act like I forgive Tyler and I wanna stay with him but, like, it’s all gonna be so I can stay with you. It’s gonna be so fucking hot!” Lindsay fantasized.
“Baby girl, you’re getting me hot all over again.” Robert laughed. “But we really should get some sleep.”
“Mmmkay, Daddy but, like, can I stay here and sleep with you? Y’know, so we can, like, cuddle and stuff?” Lindsay pleaded.
“I don’t know, baby girl. Tyler’s still in the house. Sure he’s black out drunk and he’s probably gonna sleep in late but it’s still risky.”
“Pretty please…” Lindsay asked again, putting on puppy eyes. “That way we can, like, do more stuff in the morning. Don’t you wanna wake up cuddling a big booby blonde who’ll totes suck your cock, Daddy?”
“Well, when you put it like that, how could I saw no?”
“Yay!”
Lindsay rolled off her lover and hurried to get under the bed covers. Once she was comfortably tucked in, she pulled open the covers to her right and invited Robert to get in with her by giddily patting the spot beside her. The older man smiled and complied, lying down next to the blonde girl, putting his left arm over her shoulder and pulling her in close. Lindsay snuggled up to him, pressing her body tightly against his and relaxing into the embrace of his strong arms and his firm shoulder.
Huddled together, Lindsay and her lover soon drifted off to a deep, refreshing sleep. After a night of exercise that intense, they both needed it. Unbeknownst to the blonde girl, that night where she cucked her boyfriend with his own father would be the start of an adventure for her. An adventure in lust and debauched pleasure she never could’ve foreseen.
