EROTICA • SEDUCTION • IMPREGNATION • CHEATING

I Love It When You Cum on My Tits

I’m at a friend’s house when I decide to seduce her hot dad using my busty chest.

I was at Christina’s house again tonight. I met her at college, and we started studying together regularly.

“Argh, college work is so much harder than high school,” Christina sighed, slamming her book shut.

We were both sitting on her bed. Soft music played in the background.

“It would be though,” I chuckled.

“I’m going downstairs to help Jane get dinner ready. I need something to get my mind off this assignment!” she said.

I laughed.

“C’mon, you know it isn’t exactly the easiest course we took,” I continued.

“Still. You can chill out here, I’ll be back soon,” she said before bouncing off the bed and jogging downstairs.

I lay back on her large, fluffy pillows and stared at the ceiling. My brain was also fried.

“Lucy?” a voice said.

I sat up. It was Christina’s father.

“Hey mister Jones,” I greeted.

Christina’s father was so damn good looking. I was quite jealous of her stepmom!

“Given up for the day?” he smiled, staring at our pile of closed books.

“We’re pretty much exhausted,” I said.

I could hear Christina and Jane in the kitchen. Talking and cooking.

“Maybe you can help me relax a little?” I asked, pouting my red lips.

“I’m not sure that I can,” he responded.

“I’m sure that you can,” I said, biting down on my bottom lip.

I lifted my pink top, revealing my set of F-cup tits bound by a sexy black bra.

“No?” I asked.

I lay back again and opened my legs, the skin-tight leggings straining between my thighs. I used both my hands and squeezed my tits together.

“Lucy, I’m not sure…” he said, unable to take his eyes off me.

I moved one hand between my legs and started rubbing myself. I grabbed my pussy through my leggings and moaned softly, closing my eyes for a few seconds.

Mr Jones shuffled around. The bulge in his trousers was clearly visible.

I slipped my hand inside my leggings, moaning again as I rubbed myself. The sound of soft wetness filled the air.

“Shit, Lucy,” he said uncomfortably.

I pulled my hand out and slipped my wet middle finger into my mouth. I sucked on it for a second.

“But I’m so fucking wet for you, mister Jones,” I pouted.

“I’ll be up in five!” Christina shouted from downstairs.

I could see a confused look of panic on his face.

“Now or never,” I whispered.

He lunged forward, grabbing my legs and pulling my body towards him. I lay back as he lifted my legs, grabbed the back of my legging and pulled it to my feet along with my panties. My pink, shaven pussy was exposed, glistening with wetness. He undid his trousers and jerked them down a little. His massive erection bounced out. Veiny and throbbing.

“Ooh, yes,” I said as he placed my feet on his shoulders.

He parted my swollen folds with his fingers as he guided his tip between my folds.

“Oh, fuck, I’m so horny,” I whispered, closing my eyes.

“This is so wrong,” he murmured, shaking.

He grabbed my legs and thrust himself deep inside me.

“Ah!” I exclaimed, grabbing the bed with white knuckles.

“You’re so fucking tight and wet,” he said through gritted teeth as he started fucking me.

I could feel his cock sliding in and out, stretching my nubile pussy wide. He panted and heaved with each thrust.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum soon, must I pull out?” he panted while continuing to fuck me.

“Don’t pull out,” I whispered.

“Are you on birth control?” he asked.

“Yes,” I lied.

He grunted and heaved, tightening his grip on my legs, burying his face in my panties still hanging around my ankles. The next moment he started pulsating deep inside my cunt. He fucked me harder and faster.

“Ughhhh,” he groaned as he exploded, filling my fertile womb with a stream of hot cum.

At that moment I felt a spasm between my legs. I grabbed a pillow and bit down on it as an intense orgasm tore through my body. I writhed in ecstasy as my pussy contracted around his cock.

“I want you to cum on my tits!” I exclaimed, pulling back.

He pulled out, his cock glistening with my juices. His shaft was still twitching as I grabbed it and aimed the last few spurts onto my chest. My face was flush and my hair wild and tangled. I smiled as his cum dribbled down my cleavage.

“Here I come!” Christina called.

He scrambled to pull his trousers as I yanked my leggings and panties on, his semen still oozing out of me.

“Hey, Dad,” Christina said, hugging him. “Ugh, you stink. Go shower!”

I chuckled, trying to hide my red face.

“Okay, I’m ready to hang out now,” she said.

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