Shawn's Father Stuns Cam
Shawn was heading out the door as I slowly got up, waving at him lazily. I went to the kitchen to get a drink of water as he drove off to a lecture. Getting ready for my day, I brushed my teeth and changed into some clothes.
I could describe my college experience as an enjoyable one, especially during the break when I stayed over at Shawn's place. I occasionally chat with his dad, Bob, through texts - it's usually more than just a simple "Hi, how are you?". Busy with school, I didn't have much time to socialize back at our place. After making some ramen for dinner, I heard a knock on the door.
When I opened it, Bob was standing there. "Hey buddy!" he greeted me, looking casually cool. I explained to him that Shawn wasn't there and that I'd text him. Bob seemed unconcerned about that and suggested we hang out now. "But what if Shawn returns anytime?" I asked, panicking about getting caught.
Bob casually sat down on our couch and rubbed himself through his pants, lust in his eyes. I was drawn to him as he opened his legs and helped himself out of his trousers. I thought about how Shawn could come back at any moment, but I was too mesmerized to resist his charms. I dropped to my knees in front of him and took him into my mouth, slurping and swallowing, hoping to finish him quickly. His scent, a mix of aftershave and body wash, filled the room. Bob groaned, "You're a good little cocksucker. I've thought about you since you left. I've missed your mouth…and your ass." His words made my heart pound faster and my hole twitch. I paused our action to check my phone- Shawn wouldn't be home for an hour.
With a devious grin, Bob followed me to the bedroom. He analyzed my back before trailing his hands across my ass. When he spanked me, I let out a tiny cry, while he touched the area, gently rubbing it. "Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked, jealousy mixed with lust in his tone.
"Yes, please!" I begged, "Fuck me, Daddy." Instead, I got a spank and thump. "No touching yourself until I say so." My cock throbbed, begging to be touched. He used two fingers to prep me, inching them deeper. I lay flat on my stomach, spreading my legs. Bob dripped lube over my back and pressed against me, his cock against the entrance. He moved up, only rubbing the head of his shaft against my hole. I tried to lift my ass so he could slide in, but Bob forced himself in, pushing until his body was flush against mine. We both moved simultaneously, pushing our hips into each other, truly connecting.
Rooted in place, I felt him press deep inside, stretching me just right. As he began to move, I wiggled, trying to raise myself onto my knees, but he pushed me back. Through a mix of lust and pain, I endured him using me. I could feel him start to thrust into me harder, but seconds later he withdrew, asking if I wanted him to finish inside me. No room for thought, I quickly begged him to do so. Bob adjusted his position and began fucking me, his cock hitting bottom with each thrust. Devoid of self-control, I reached behind me, gripping Bob's butt, encouraging him to play rough with me.
Moaning, I could feel Bob's orgasm starting to build. He kneaded his cock, fast and firm. I reached between my legs and gripped my own cock, pounding my cock while he slammed into me. We both approached climax. "I'm going to cum," he moaned, and I begged to feel it shoot inside me. With a quick turn of his hips, he pulled his cock out and put himself over me. My ass gaping and dripping with lube, we both felt the climax approaching. I pushed my hips upwards as he shot his load all over me, filling me with his cum.
I let out a gasp, "Ohhhhh!" as he pushed his dick deeper inside me. I slightly spread my legs to give him better access. Bob started to thrust his cock into me. It felt like he was fucking me onto the bed. Wet sounds of our bodies smacking against each other echoed through my bedroom.
Bob pounded his cock in and out of my ass while grunting, "Fuck! Yeah! Mmmm! I've missed fucking your ass! Take Daddy's cock like a good boy. That's it! Take! My! Fucking! Cock! Good boy!" I gripped my bed sheets tightly and held on for dear life. I'd already climaxed from the feeling of being penetrated. I helplessly moaned and screamed in pleasure while Bob fucked me harder and harder. He seemed to have a lot built up inside him. Bob pulled out, then flipped me over. I opened my legs wide, like a lustful whore at that moment. Bob pushed his cock back into me as I wrapped my legs around him. My fingers dug into his back while he fucked my brains out. He was going balls deep inside me. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass.
Bob lightly bit and sucked on my neck. The pleasure, along with the anal penetration, caused me to orgasm again. Like a madman, he tossed me onto the edge of the bed onto my stomach and pulled my ass up towards him. Bob began to fuck me doggy style. He was fucking me with such intensity, slamming into my ass as if there was no tomorrow. Bob fucked me like a wild animal and I loved every moment of it. Bob moaned, "Take Daddy's cock, you dirty whore." as he tightened his grip on my shoulders. Bob continued, "Fucking slut! You enjoy being fucked so hard! Say it!"
I screamed back, "Yes! I love being fucked like a slutty whore! Fuck me even harder! Fuck me and cum in me!" Again and again, Bob drove his cock in and out of my ass.
I was lost in the pleasure when Bob exclaimed, "Shawn!" I looked up to see my roommate. It felt like time stopped. I was terrified, since I was having sex with his father. Shawn's chest heaved as he entered my room. Dread washed over me. I was in bed, having sex with his dad. Shawn walked towards me, I imagined him slapping or even punching me. I felt like I was going to cry. Shawn stood in front of me and forced his hard cock into my face.
"I always knew you were a cock-hungry slut, but you're not just some slut, you're my father's slut now," he snarled. He tore off his pants and released his boner. Shawn hauled me up by my hair and forced it into his crotch. Through bared teeth, he commanded, "Open your mouth slut." I obeyed and stuffed his cock in my mouth. Bob stayed still and continued to thrust inside me.
I was getting fucked between father and son. I'd never felt so filthy and used. I loved every second of it. They both fucked me from both ends. I could smell the slightly sweaty scent of Shawn from him assisting him. I could also smell the strong scent of sex in the air. The musky odor of sweat, semen, and desire filled the room.
"I'm gonna cum," Bob groaned. Shawn also seemed on the verge, as he harshly pushed my face into his crotch. Hot squirts of Shawn's cum squirted into the back of my throat as Bob's orgasm erupted deep in my ass. I passed out, my head swimming. Shawn jerked himself off and shot more cum across my face. Bob stepped back and stood next to his son.
"I guess I should explain," Bob nervously said.
Shawn interrupted, "After he cleans us both off." They stood over me with their cocks. Still lying on the bed, I sucked one cock after the other into my mouth, gently cleaning them. After they'd both been cleaned, they both left and got dressed while I remained on the bed, exhausted. Some of Shawn's cum got into my eyes and made them burn slightly, but the delightful feeling of Bob's sperm inside and leaking out of my ass still overwhelmed me. I exhaled contentedly. I pondered their conversation and how my relationship with Shawn might be affected.
