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I Had Sex With My Ex-Boyfriend’s Dad in the Bedroom Next to His!
I invited my ex-boyfriend’s dad to a nude beach, then spent the night with him, except for a few visits to my ex-boyfriend’s penis in the bedroom next door [My Sex Life Diary]
I write erotica novels & short stories. I also publish sex confessions as a spermivore, spermaholic, and teen slut. Yes, teen slut! And I’m proud of it! Sex is good. And girls who love sex shouldn’t have to hide and pretend to be “pure.” Sex is pure! And naked skin is natural.
Heads up! This is a slow-burn report in three phases. First, I met a stranger on the beach who turned out to be my ex-boyfriend’s daddy visiting for the weekend. Then, I invited him for a day at a nude beach. I love teasing and surprising men as much as I like being in the nude! And finally, I spent the night with him in the bedroom next to my ex-boyfriend’s room — with a quick visit to my ex-boyfriend’s penis, of course!
A few days ago, on Friday, as I was doing my daily walk on the beach, I caught up with an older gentleman heading South, just like me. I got turned on!
He was wearing gym shorts with, clearly, nothing under. It is not that he was particularly well endowed. I get plenty of fun time with the gigantic cock of my friend’s husband! That man on the beach had… Something else! His bare chest was proudly displaying gray hair I wanted to send my fingers through. Otherwise, he was barefoot, just like me, and walking at the breaking line. The sea caressed his feet and sometimes went up to his crotch, splashing the thin material covering his penis and making the rod stand out.
I’ve always been attracted to old men. And the older the man, the more admiration I get for my perky boobs, blonde hair, flat belly, and tight pussy!
I slowed down and said, ‘Hi’! He smiled and nodded while continuing at the same pace down the beach. I adapted my speed to him. Yet, we didn’t say a word except we smiled at each other every once in a while. It felt natural for me to be walking by his side. For him, well… He certainly felt something in his pants, I can tell you that!
I love how men come with a visible, external gauge of how attractive they find me!
“I live here,” he announced soon after while heading inland.
I followed.
He smirked and slowly said: “Did you invite yourself…”
“I live here too,” I proudly declared, excited at the idea that this could be the beginning of a fun adventure with a new neighbor. And then my jaw dropped when I saw him unlocking the door to the condo next to mine. That’s where my ex-boyfriend, Rom, lives.
“Oh!” he exclaimed as I unlocked my own door.
I smiled and walked in, unsure of what to make of it. My uncertainty didn’t last long, though. As you know, I like sex games, especially when they involve old men and, particularly, more than one man.
Shocking An Old Man With An Invitation To The Nude Beach
On Saturday morning, I got up full of devilish sexual energy! I wanted that man, and he was right on the other side of the wall.
I was sure he was my ex-boyfriend’s father. On top of the physical resemblance, I knew the condo was owned by his family. Rom lives in South Florida like me. He manages an Italian restaurant while his father lives in New York. Since Rom always spends long hours at the restaurant during the weekends, I assumed the coast was clear for me to invade and conquer!
I put on a string bikini bottom with bows on the side. Men’s brains are simple things, and when they see knots on each side of my bikini, they always want to untie them. You wouldn’t believe the variety of dad’s jokes I get around that topic!
Over my boobs, I threw a short, white, thin T-shirt. Do I need to clarify that I wasn’t wearing anything under and that my nipples were quite visible?
I stepped outside barefoot and knocked on his door. I feel more naked when I don’t even wear flip-flops. Feeling asphalt, concrete, grass, or sand under my feet awakens my senses! Gravel, on the other hand… I’m not too keen on it!
The door opened, and my body reacted in a way I can’t describe. I wanted that man to use my body! The gray hair on his chest was hidden under a shirt, though, and that was disappointing.
“Would you go to the beach with me?” I asked. “Your son comes with me sometimes, but I know he works on Saturday.”
He looked puzzled. I expected that. After all, we live on the beach. It was right there behind me!
“The nude beach!” I clarified. “I don’t feel comfortable going alone, you know? Men and young pussies!”
His jaw dropped, and I think he turned white. I loved it!
It’s a thrill for me when men enjoy staring at my naked body. It is as much a thrill to talk about it and build their expectations!
He baffled a few words that ended with a clear, “Sure!”
I exaggerated my level of excitement, jumped in his arm, and hugged him before turning around to walk out of his condo, saying: “Let me just grab a water bottle and a few things!”
I prefer Blind Creek Beach to Haulover Beach, which I like to call the Haulover meat market! So we drove North in his fancy rental car.
On the way there, through casual conversations, I mentioned that his son and I were good neighbors. I wanted to see if Rom had mentioned me as a girlfriend to his dad, and it seemed he didn’t, which is not surprising since we had been together only for a few weeks. We had been friends for a long time before that, and we were still friendly neighbors.
Our “formal relationship” ended after he asked to see my body being fucked by a few big black cocks. He knew I took part in sex parties, and it turned him on. Every time I explained to him what I did, his cock got hard! And then, he wanted to see. But after viewing it, we broke up. I’ll report on how that went at one point, but I respect his feelings, and I am pretty sure he still masturbates while thinking of me — probably to the images of big cocks in and out of my ass.
So, anyway… Romeo and I are friendly when we cross paths around the condo building, and I can see a longing for my body in his eyes.
On A1A, just before arriving at the entrance to the beach parking lot, I removed my clothes and stretched my feet on the dash, my bare tits soaking in the sun early. From the corner of my eyes, I could see him having a hard time keeping his eyes on the road. I loved it!
I jumped out as soon as we were parked and waited for him to undress. He looked around, hesitating. I walked over to him and casually discussed the weather as if there was nothing unusual with me being nude next to him in a parking lot. We are not supposed to undress in the parking lot, actually! We are expected to wait until the beach before revealing skin, which is an evil thing in the USA. But it was more dramatic like that!
Eventually, he showed me his bare chest and naked cock. I told him I had everything we needed in my backpack so he could just follow me. And he sure kept close to my naked ass, which I swung as much as I could in flip-flops.
I got us close to the water, although almost everybody on that beach stays close to the bushes, far from the ocean, for reasons that remain a mystery to me.
I flipped off my flip-flops, threw the backpack next to them, grabbed his hand, and ran to the ocean. He followed me like an obedient boy.
We played like kids, splashing each other. He went along with everything I initiated. I had often been on this nude beach, but it was so much more fun to have my very own naked penis! I noticed single nude men staring at us from their beach chairs, and I could sense the jealousy from afar. I love being wanted!
I jumped on his back, stretched my legs around him, pushed my feet between the front of his legs, and squeezed his penis in the process, but acted as if I had not noticed. That male sex toy grew harder, and unfortunately for him, in August, in South Florida, the water doesn’t help to cool things down!
I quickly grabbed his hand and walked out. He followed, not knowing probably that hard cocks are frowned upon on nude beaches. I pretended to notice it for the first time, giggled, and went back into the ocean.
“We better wait for you to lose this,” I said. “Is this your first time on a nude beach?”
It was! I grabbed his hard cock and stroked it with my hands while explaining the inequality between men and women on nude beaches. I can be excited, but he cannot!
Just like for everything else on that day, he went along with what I was doing. I think he wasn’t fully there. Perhaps he thought he was dreaming! I locked eyes with him and smiled while caressing his hard penis.
After feeding the fish with his sperm, we went back to the sand, and I set up towels.
I know you want me to get to the bedroom part, so I will spare you the long details about the beach. It was the usual stuff. Well… The stuff you can imagine!
I regularly asked him to put sunscreen on my naked skin. I did the same for him. We walked along the beach a few times to give other men a chance to see my naked boobs and pussy. There were a fair number of single men showing their naked cock to the sun goddess! There were only a handful of women, and all of them were at the beach with a man. I’m often the sole single woman on that beach, but not on that Saturday!
To have some fun, I grabbed his cock every time we went into the ocean before heading back to the beach.
“Just checking,” I said each time.
Quality Time With My Ex-Boyfriend’s Dad — Whether Dressed or In The Nude
On the way back, I strongly suggested we stop at his restaurant for dinner. And we did. He didn’t object to a single thing I did or said on that day!
I wanted his son to see us together. I was planning on finding my way to the old man’s bedroom, and I wanted Rom to know which woman was in his father’s arms when he comes home after work. Of course, the restaurant closes late on Saturday night.
On top of that, I love Italian food and even more when it’s free! So that was a good evening!
Rom’s jaw drops, and he froze when he saw me walking in with his dad. But that didn’t last long. He’s always very professional and proper when he is at his restaurant. Furthermore, the idea of me with other men always got his cock hard.
I followed the old gentleman inside his condo, although neither of us said anything about continuing the evening at his place. I got rid of my flip-flops and sundress while asking if he wanted a scotch.
“Sure!” he said. That word had frequently been his answer to my questions.
I joined him on the couch, sat against the armrest, and extended my feet on his lap. He instinctively started massaging them. I love men. They are so predictable!
We talked about scotch. I don’t particularly like scotch, but it seems like it’s not a very popular drink with women, and, therefore, I often have one with older men as an additional way to surprise them. Well… “Drink” is a big word. I often only take a few sips!
I didn’t move for a while. I love foot massages. Who doesn’t? But eventually, I sat on him, facing him, and pulled his shirt over his head.
“Don’t hide this gray-hair chest from me!” I said, running my fingers through it.
He didn’t move, so I took his hands and placed them on the naked sisters.
“You don’t like them?” I inquired innocently. “I love your chest!”
“Oh! I do,” he said, awkwardly squeezing my boobs.
He didn’t seem to know what to do. So I took the lead, which differed greatly from my regular role as a submissive fuck toy when I spend time at my friend’s place.
From the gray hair on his chest, I let my fingers travel down his belly, then squeezed my hands in his shorts and pulled out a gift: a hard rod! I gave freedom to an animal stuck in prison!
Waiting no longer, I lifted myself, aligned the tip of the rod with my vaginal lips, and let myself slide down on it. His facial expression was priceless, and it is the best part of sex with men for me. I usually get much more intense orgasms with other women, but I enjoy watching men’s reactions when they get to use, fuck or play with my body.
I wondered about the last time this old man had sex!
I sat there, locking eyes with him while squeezing his penis with my vaginal walls. He looked like a man in heaven — not that I have ever been there! I caressed his face and chest with my long blonde hair while holding his hands on my tits. It was fun to be in charge for once! But the poor man didn’t last long. Soon, male juice splashed inside of me. I giggled and gave him a wet kiss on the lips before getting up.
“Another scotch?” I asked casually.
He suggested we watch a movie. It was the first and only thing he took the lead on during the entire time I was with him. I think he didn’t know what to do with me, and a movie was something he probably did with girls in his younger years. I don’t know!
We watched “No Time To Die” and… I’m confused. Is James Bond dead now? He should be, right? Wasn’t the first James Bond about 100 years ago? I like old men, but James is pushing the limits, isn’t he?
After the movie, he was back to his I-don’t-know-what-to-do look, so I grabbed his hand and walked to the second bedroom. There were only 2 bedrooms in that condo, and I knew which one my ex-boyfriend used.
2 Bedrooms, 2 Related Cocks, 1 Girl
Guess the first thing we did in the bedroom?
I sucked his cock, of course!
This man never heard of trimming himself down there. It was a forest! And I collected a full pubic hair harvest in my mouth!
And yes, I’ve always swallowed. My first boyfriend, when I was a teenager, managed to make me believe it was the way things were done. So I swallowed the very first time and did it every time after that. Besides, I loved sperm the first time I got some. I didn’t like my first beer or my first coffee, but I loved my first load of sperm. At sex parties, I often end up swallowing a lot of male protein. I never have a problem with digestion, although I think it helps that I mix in dry crackers when it gets a bit much.
I was sleeping with my head on a pillow of gray hair when I heard my ex-boyfriend come in from work. I waited for a bit after he went to bed, then got up and walked into his bedroom, naked from head to toe, of course!
I pulled on the bedsheets to uncover a cock very similar to the one I had sucked a couple of hours earlier, except this one was on top of much harder balls, and it wasn’t lost in a hairy forest.
I quickly pulled my tongue out and licked the penis in front of me from the tip to the base. Rom opened his eyes as I locked my lips around the tip of his cock, and pushed them down as my tongue twirled around the prepuce. He stared at me while his eyes appeared to be melting into a fog of pleasure. I giggled internally. I knew he still wanted me, even though we had split after only a handful of weeks as girlfriend & boyfriend. (I’ll have to report on how that happened, eventually. Stay tuned for the report!)
For my amusement, I proceeded to do on my ex-boyfriend’s penis the exact same steps I had done on his dad’s cock earlier that night. It was the first time in my life I had a father & son pair of cocks to play with. Well, to be honest, it is possible that, at some of the sex parties I attended, a man and his dad both fucked me, but I wouldn’t know because I am just a sex toy at these events. So, in my book, I will mark the Saturday night of last weekend as my first father & son cock combo!
I swallowed my ex-boyfriend's generous load of male protein before going back to his dad’s bedroom.
Rom didn’t say a word for the whole time I was in his bedroom, but he smiled as I left. He didn’t seem jealous at all. I think he understands that I simply love cocks and sex too much to be limited to only one man. Furthermore, deep down, I think he likes that he cannot control me. It’s so weird to me that I am most comfortable as a fuck toy, but for these 2 men in that condo, I was the one in charge.
That made me think of my Dad, and I was sad I didn’t have a brother.
And… Rom’s dad woke up in the middle of the night with his cock hardening in my mouth.
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