Headstrong Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

Headstrong Ch. 03

... just driven him mad with protective jealousy. He could accept Ted - his son and thereby an extension of him - fucking me, but...

JOHN! NEVER! I felt meek and small at how he shuddered so fiercely when he said that. At how much he loved me and wanted me. How he needed me to still be his. How he simply had to reclaim me.

How he'd eaten me to heaven then fucked the hell out of me.

Once his wonderful cock had finally softened and slid out of my pussy, we sat up and talked about everything, Ted included, and I began to see a way forward. How I was going to be OK. Sure, Ted was going off to college and I wasn't. And Sara had transferred to his school so they could be together. I knew I'd miss him, terribly, but...

As I finished getting dad's penis hard again with my mouth, then mounted him and started riding, it reminded me of how nice and sweet, really wonderful it had been to ride John earlier. He was going to our local junior college, so would be around and available on a regular basis. Whenever I wanted him. I knew our sex would only get better. And sweeter.

And that he'd be totally sympathetic when, between heartrending sobs, I explained my situation. How I'd made such a terrible mistake. Got drunk and knocked up by that friend of a friend visiting from Italy. My only one-night stand. Ever. So unfortunate in its result. I'll let John make the longest, sweetest love to me to heal my pain.

And dad? No problem. He'll adjust once I tell him he has to, and he ...

... sees how much John cares for me. Really loves me. Dad giving up his baby girl is inevitable, and besides... He'll still get to have me. Whenever I need it rough, to just get roundly, soundly fucked mindless, I'll tweak dad's possessive quirk again. Or maybe just put his hands on my tits.

I shivered and clenched my pussy on dad's cock as I increased my pace.

Umm. So good.

***

"Kim? Are you awake? Can I come in?"

Ted sounded so tentative. "Yeah, I'm still up. Come on in."

He looked sheepish. Which I thought was appropriate. He was leaving for college tomorrow. And I wasn't. But I'd adjusted. Mostly. When he just stood there I said, "Come here, silly. Sit next to me on the bed."

After he'd fallen in love with Sara we'd decided that it was best if we went back to our separate bedrooms, and, though we were cordial and considerate, still truly loved each other, we just weren't as close. And certainly hadn't had sex in weeks. "Are you all packed?" God, what a stupid question, Kim! But Ted obviously wanted to talk and wasn't saying anything. Things weren't easy between us anymore, so, as usual, the headstrong one had to take the lead.

"Yeah."

Sweet, a one word answer. He was going to make me carry the whole conversation. "What time do you pick up Sara?" Nice, Kim. Why don't you ask him something fun, like how many times they fucked today?

"Around 10." I'm sure Ted didn't understand why I snickered.

"Where's mom going to stay?" One parent was going along ...