Sex With My Boyfriend’s Father
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When I was twenty, I began dating Alex. Alex’s parents were divorced, and he lived with his father in a massive house with a fantastic swimming pool. I never knew anyone with a pool back then, so he was a keeper—well, until the end of the summer, anyway.Alex’s father was an attractive older gentleman. From what Alex told me, his parents had been divorced for several years. His mother had remarried, and his father was not seeing anyone. His father always went out of his way to be nice to me. During the weekends, he would bring us food and drinks to the pool. He was always very kind. Alex also spoke very highly of him. From what I could see, he was a good and loving father to Alex.Back then, I only had one swimsuit. It was a red bikini, which honestly didn’t fit very well. It was a cheap bikini that was somewhat thin and flimsy. It wasn’t water-resistant, so when it got wet, it just kind of hung there like a wet rag, and you could pretty much make out everything I owned. Actually, I had to be very careful that the top didn’t fall off when it was wet. I didn’t fit snug like the newer or more expensive bikinis. I was young, and it was all I could afford.For the most part, Alex’s father gave us our privacy at the pool. I would normally only see him on weekends when he would be out doing yard work. Occasionally, he would come and sit by the pool and chat with us. I didn’t mind, as he was very sweet and kind.After the first couple of weekends of hanging out at the pool, I did notice that his father watched me a fair bit. Actually, he never took his eyes off me. Even when he was doing yard work, I noticed he was watching me. When I was in the pool or walking around, he watched me. I never said anything to Alex. After all, what could I say? But I did notice.Prior to dating Alex, I had several experiences with older men. They all proved to be wonderful and enlightening experiences. So when Alex’s father started to notice and watch me, it was a big turn-on for me. I wasn’t as innocent as my young looks would have suggested.Over the next few weeks, as I became more comfortable with his father, I began to tease him in subtle ways. I would make a point of walking past him in my wet, clingy bikini, in which you could clearly make out my young, firm breasts and erect nipples. I was slow to adjust my top after coming out of the pool. A bikini slip here and there? I was having fun with both Alex and his father.It was a hot summer, and Alex and I spent a lot of time enjoying the pool. The pool was very secluded and private. Alex’s father worked Ankara bayan escort long hours and was rarely home during the week, so in his absence, we began having sex in and around the pool. This was the first time I felt comfortable having sex outdoors, and we enjoyed ourselves. It was turning out to be a great summer.That summer, I worked part-time and Alex worked full-time. Alex encouraged me to use the pool when I wasn’t working. There was never anyone home, so I had an open invitation. Besides, he told me it was fine with his father. Hmmm, yes, I am sure it was.As I got to know Alex better, I felt more comfortable, and I took him up on his offer. On my days off, I would go over in the afternoons and relax and enjoy the pool until he got home a few hours later. That summer, I had the best tan ever.I became comfortable with the privacy of the pool, so I began to tan topless on occasion. This was a first for me. I have always been shy, but the pool was totally secluded, and I was alone. It was the perfect time to eliminate those tan lines. I felt proud that I had the courage to go topless, even if I was alone. It was a big deal for me. Besides, I knew it drove Alex wild when he would come home from work and find me sleeping on a lounger, topless. He loved to sneak up on me and touch me as I lay there with my eyes closed. It always led to sex.One day, I went to the pool as usual. It was a beautiful day, and I was in heaven. This was one of those days that I decided to go topless. As I lay there with my eyes half closed, I heard some movement in the yard. At first, I ignored the noise, thinking it was a cat or something. A few minutes later, I heard another noise and realised it was Alex’s father. It looked like he was lurking in the yard. Damn, why wasn’t he at work? Did he see me? Was he spying on me? Should I cover up or pretend not to see him? Damn, what should I do?I had a split second to make a decision. I normally would have covered up, but being topless in the warm sun, I was feeling a bit risqué. I liked Alex’s father, and I knew he liked to watch me, so why not tease him and let him have a peek? Besides, it was his pool, and he was generous enough to let me use it.I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. As I lay there, I began to feel a rush of excitement, recalling how he was always peering at me. The idea of exposing my breasts to him was exciting. Besides, Alex wouldn’t be home for at least another hour.I lay there, listening intently. After several long minutes Escort bayan Ankara of silence, I heard some movement closer to the pool. Is that him? My heart began to beat faster. I could feel a rush of excitement going through me. My mind was racing. Time stood still as I concentrated on every sound. I could tell he was approaching the pool deck area. Oh my god, is he coming in for a closer look? I had no idea he would come this close. I was committed now. I had no choice but to pretend to be asleep. How hot was this?He was now on the pool deck, and I sensed him moving closer and closer. How close is he going to come? He stopped, and then, to my horror, I heard him breathing. He was that close. Holly shit, he was standing right over me. There was now complete silence as he just stood there for what seemed like an eternity. I had no idea what to do, so I just continued to pretend I was sleeping. I mean, what were my options? My adrenaline was flowing, and I couldn’t believe how aroused I was. I could literally feel my bikini bottoms getting wet. How long is he going to stand there before he leaves? Does he want me to open my eyes? Am I in trouble? This was definitely not what I was expecting.All of a sudden, I felt a hand softly touch my shoulder. I just froze and didn’t even react. I was expecting him to say something. Maybe he was going to scold me for being topless. But he never spoke. Oh shit, what is he doing? His hand remained on my shoulder as my mind raced to figure out what I should do or say. I knew it was my move, but I was bewildered by the situation.Then I heard myself say, “Hey, babe,” as I would have acknowledged Alex. He responded with a brief and muffled, “Hey.” The sun was shining in my eyes, so I kept them closed. His hand began to slowly move down my shoulder.My attention had shifted from listening to focusing on his touch. I felt every inch of movement as his fingers slowly and gently began to move on my skin. My heart was pounding out of my chest. What have I gotten myself into? He slowly slid his hand across my shoulder, brushing my neck with the back of his hand. His touch was so very sensuous and tender. Then, ever so slowly, I felt a finger trace its way down my neck and slowly across the top of my chest.Oh, fuck, his touch was sending jolts of excitement through me. I was using every bit of restraint not to moan or acknowledge his sensual touch.Then I felt a finger slowly trace down through the valley between my breasts. I could feel my nipples swell Bayan escort Ankara and puff up. From experience, I knew my nipples were rock-hard and begging for attention. The sensation was too much, and I let out a deep gasp as I lay there with my eyes closed in the warm sun.Alex’s father then gently cupped one of my breasts and held it without any movement. I couldn’t help but let out a deep moan.My mind was racing. Should I jump up and run, or should I let him continue? Should I tell him to stop? I was dating his son, Alex. Should I be upset? Oh fuck, why do I always get myself into these situations?I was breathing heavily, almost panting. A second hand cupped my other breast as he leaned over me, partly blocking the sun. He began kneading both my breasts, gently pinching and tugging on my nipples. I have very sensitive nipples, and as he played with them, I could feel an orgasm building up within me.I was losing control fast and couldn’t help but moan with pleasure. I’d never felt so terrified yet so excited in my life. The thought of my boyfriend’s father touching me while I just lay there with my hands at my side and my eyes closed was beyond erotic. I was submitting to him. Did he really think I didn’t know it was him? I subconsciously made the decision to let him have his way with me. I felt his tongue nibble and suckle at one of my nipples. This was too much. I began to squirm and moan uncontrollably. I began trembling and experiencing mini orgasms as he licked and flicked my nipples.One hand continued to play with my erect nipples, and the other hand slowly moved down across my abdomen. His hand paused momentarily just above my bikini line, perhaps waiting to see if I would object. There was no such objection on my part as I continued to purr from having my nipples stimulated. I was also struggling to hold back a full-blown orgasm that was building up fast within my overheated body.Alex’s father’s hand slid into my bikini bottoms. I was soaking wet as his fingers began to explore my swollen and slippery bald pussy. A finger easily dipped between my wet and welcoming labia, making a wet, slurpy sound. I moaned as his drenched finger moved up and found my erect clitoris waiting for him. I parted my legs ever so slightly, enough to send him a signal of my submission. His fingers twirled and teased my clitoral area, covering it with my wet juices. I was squirming and losing all control.He positioned his hand so that his thumb was stimulating my clitoral area and his finger was plunging inside of me.Oh, shit, he had me. I was now completely his.I had now lost complete control and let out a loud, deep gasp as he was finger-fucking me. With both hands, I grabbed the hand he was fingering me with and broke the silence with a loud, “OH MY GOD!” I pushed his finger deeper inside as the orgasm I was trying so hard to control erupted.
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