11 comments/ 103045 views/ 139 favorites Rachel Meets Her Boyfriend's Father By: roganwriter Rachel had been dating Chris for about 3 weeks now. She was really starting to like him a lot, but then what wasn't to like? He was handsome, 6 foot tall with chestnut eyes and a cute bum chin. He had a good job, so always wanted to spoil Rachel with gifts at every opportunity. The thing she liked most about Chris though was how he treated her. He was a great listener and always keen to find out as much as he could about her, seeming genuinely interested in what she had to say, not just trying to peek down her top every three seconds like many men she encountered. This was part of Rachel's problem. Being a stunningly beautiful, blonde, 21 year old, with a killer body and an incredible pair of pert 32FF tits, most of the attention she usually got from men was unwanted. It was never the nice guys who approached her, always the arrogant jerks who would look at her like a piece of meat. They met in her local pub while she was out with a few girls from work. They chatted the whole night about his Architects firm, her work, hobbies, dreams and ambitions. Rachel was shocked that he was maintaining eye contact with her throughout their whole conversation, even though she was wearing a rather low cut top that evening. This one might be a keeper, she thought to herself. Rachel decided she wanted to take things slowly and again to her surprise, Chris was absolutely fine with that. They had kissed after their third date in a romantic restaurant in town. But they still hadn't slept together. It was even Chris's suggestion that they got to know each other first and they should have at least 10 dates before considering taking it to the next level. There was one little secret Rachel was keeping from Chris though, one she didn't really like to admit even to herself. Rachel often wondered whether or not she was a nymphomaniac. She used regular sex as a way to unwind, and if she wasn't getting it, she got very irritable and remained permanently horny. She would tell herself she hated these arrogant blokes, but they were an easy source for a quick fix for her. She loved to tease and the look on their faces when she finally gave them what they wanted, that was a look she craved. So this 10 date scenario, was becoming a bit like torture to her. It was Chris's idea however and Rachel was starting to like him more and more each day, so she was determined to keep her libido at bay. It was the evening of their 10th date, they were just going to the pub with some other friends for a bite to eat and a few drinks. Rachel popped by Chris's house beforehand to drop off her overnight bag. She rang the doorbell but it wasn't Chris who answered. It was a man who she thought was probably in his early 50's, he was strongly built with a bit of a beer gut, his hair was short and grey and he had patchy stubble on his chin. His eyes roamed over Rachel frantically, unable to take in this gorgeous blonde bombshell stood before him. He noticed an ample portion of her deep cleavage was on show through her half unbuttoned silk blouse. Her tits looked incredible and he found it hard to look away. "Can I help you?" The man mumbled in a daze. "Oh hi!" This had all taken Rachel a bit by surprise, Chris hadn't mentioned anyone else would be there. "I'm Rachel, I'm dating Chris. Is he... er...in?" Rachel stood on the doorstep in her work uniform, a short black skirt, tight white blouse and an open navy blue jacket, topped off with a pair of killer black stilettos, looking a vision of beauty as always, but with a confused expression. Who was this man openly ogling her up and down? "You're Rachel?!" The man looked surprised. "Well well well, Chris never mentioned how beautiful his girlfriend was, sorry Rachel I'm just a little taken aback." "I'm sorry but who are you?" Rachel asked tentatively. "My apologies. I'm Steve, I'm Chris's father, where are my manners." He shook Rachel's hand and she relaxed a little. "Do come in dear." He seemed friendlier now, maybe it was just the shock of seeing her at first which triggered his typical male lusty response, something she was rather used to by now. Steve opened the door wide and Rachel walked in. He looked down when he knew her back was turned and stared in amazement at Rachel's cute pert bottom and long slender legs in her short work skirt. He felt a twinge in his pants and instinctively gave it a slight rub. "May I take your jacket?" Rachel was about to say no thanks but Steve had already reached up and was sliding it from her shoulders before she could react. Steve then hung it up over the banister. Rachel felt his hand at the small of her back as he guided her through to the kitchen, then the briefest touch of the top of her ass cheek as he pulled his hand away, she knew it wasn't an accident but chose to ignore it. They were both in Chris's small kitchen now just off the hall. "Take a seat, take a seat, Would you like a drink?" "Thanks Steve, a cup of tea would be lovely. Where's Chris then?" Steve went to put the kettle on. He was finding it hard to grasp how his son was managing to date the most gorgeous woman he thought he had ever seen in his life. This girl made Chris's mum look plain, and she was very pretty indeed. It had been six years since their divorce, she had remarried quickly but Steve spent a long time unable to get over it, he hadn't been with a woman since. He was thrilled at his touch of her firm waist through her silk blouse, and even managing to brush his fingers against her pert bottom, Steve had always had a fetish for silk, and this girl was sending his head into a spin. Chris is one lucky bastard, he thought to himself over and over again. "He's just in the shower he will be down in a few minutes, here is your tea." He shuffled over to her, handing her the tea and taking a seat opposite, at the small kitchen table. "Thanks." Rachel smiled at him. Chris was again stunned by just how beautiful she was. She had big blue eyes, full pink lips, a small button nose and gorgeous blonde, slightly wavy hair that fell around her shoulders. They chatted for a while about how her and Chris met, and Rachel realised that Steve was going to be staying a couple of nights. He lived up north but was down for business for a few days. This slightly disappointed Rachel, she wondered about maybe making a bit too much noise later that evening. It would be awful if Chris's dad overheard them having sex for the first time. Rachel was normally very vocal in the bedroom and in her current state of hornyness, this could prove a real problem. Every time Rachel looked the other way, Steve's eyes roamed down to her massive chest. He could make out the outline of her bra through the silk material pulled tightly over them. He couldn't believe how big they were for a girl with such a slim waist. He felt his cock twitch in his jeans once more. Chris Came downstairs 10 minutes later, freshly showered and ready to go out. He gave Rachel a kiss and tried to explain the presence of his father but Rachel said she already knew all the details. Then she went upstairs to change. "How on earth have you managed that?" Steve asked his son bluntly, the instant Rachel left the room. Chris just smiled, "must get some charm from my old man I guess." Rachel had a quick shower and started getting ready for the night out. This was going to be a night to remember she thought, even if we have to fuck quietly. She pulled on her best black stockings and sexy lace suspenders and panties. She had bought a beautiful black silk basque the day before. It zipped up at the back which she managed to do by herself with some difficulty, she didn't want to call Chris and ruin the surprise for later. The basque had lace detailing around the cups, which struggled to encase her ample cleavage, and along the bottom hem which gripped her toned stomach perfectly just above her belly button. She looked in the mirror and knew how hot she looked. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and put on some make-up, just a small amount of dark eye shadow and some light pink lipstick. Truth was Rachel didn't need to wear any make-up, her skin was smooth and soft and blemish free, with a warm golden all over tan, she radiated natural beauty. Rachel Had brought a short, tight fitting, navy blue dress to wear with a faint silk flowery pattern. She looked a dream. Steve's mouth fell open when she came into the kitchen but neither Chris nor Rachel noticed. "You look incredible babe! Shall we go?" Chris said, and they said goodbye and that they wouldn't be back too late but would see Steve in the morning. He just sat there open mouthed for a while longer unable to comprehend how his son was dating this gorgeous creature. He knew his son wasn't well endowed but maybe he had a few tricks up his sleeve, lucky bastard he thought once more. Unable to stop rubbing the massive bulge she had caused in his trousers. Rachel and Chris had a lovely evening. The ate and chatted with their friends for hours. Rachel was a bit concerned however at how much Chris was drinking. He said he was fine though just stressed after a long week and needed to unwind. Privately Chris was panicking about that night ahead. He really liked Rachel but knew he needed as much Dutch courage as possible. She hadn't seen him naked yet and the thoughts of her looking down at his tiny penis, laughing, then walking out the door, kept running through his mind. So he had another drink...and another. On the walk home Rachel could tell that Chris was pretty drunk he was stammering and swaying a lot. She hoped he was up to the job as she had been getting herself worked up to this for weeks. It had probably been the longest time in her adult life she had gone without sex and no matter what she was getting it tonight. She had been whispering naughty things about what she was going to do to Chris later, all evening. He had responded with some pretty filthy lines of his own, and had even massaged her inner thigh and stocking tops as they ate, which had driven Rachel crazy. If it hadn't been their first time together, she would have dragged Chris into the toilets and fucked him right there and then. They got home and it was nearly midnight, later than planned, but Chris had seemed determined to drink his body weight in Jack Daniels and coke. Rachel was relatively sober, if a little flushed in the cheeks with alcohol. They Kissed passionately in the kitchen for a while, hands roaming all over each other, but as she held Chris close she couldn't feel the bulge in his pants she expected pressed up to her this tight. Never mind she knew what would get him going and grabbed him by the arm and dragged him upstairs. They kissed for a while longer on Chris's bed. "I've been waiting for this." Rachel moaned seductively. "Me too," Chris replied, but he seemed reluctant to touch her now. "I'm going to the bathroom to freshen up, but when I get back you are in for the time of your life." Rachel smiled and gave him another long lingering kiss. Chris just grinned back at her. In the bathroom she took off her dress, tied up her ponytail again, and made sure she looked perfect in the mirror, she did of course. Then she grabbed her black satin dressing gown off the back of the bathroom door, thinking she probably shouldn't be caught short on the landing in her underwear by Chris's father. She tied it loosely around her waist and picked up her dress. Creeping slowly across the landing she looked down and saw the light was still on in Steve's room, he must be reading a book, she thought. I better be quite and bite my lip if I can. She made her way slowly back to Chris's room, her panties were damp with anticipation. He was sprawled on the bed and snoring loudly. "Oh for fucks sake!" Rachel breathed. "Not tonight! Wake up! Wake up!" She shook him lightly at first but then more forcefully. Chris did not move a muscle, he was dead to the word, in a deep, booze fueled dream. "Fucking typical." Rachel was cross she had been looking forward to this for ages, she didn't know what to do. After a couple more failed attempts to wake him, one of them being a sharp slap across his face, still no response. Annoyed and angry with Chris and herself for getting so worked up she made her way down to the kitchen to make a cup of tea and calm down. It's not the end of the world she thought there will be other days. Then she heard movement from upstairs, maybe her luck was in, perhaps a power nap was all he needed? Rachel stood with her back to the door by the kitchen sink waiting for the kettle to boil. There was some washing up to be done, so she filled the bowl and set about scrubbing the dishes, still cross and muttering to herself. Steve, who had been lying in bed trying and failing to not think about his sons stunning girlfriend, and what she could be doing to his ungrateful son at that very moment, had overheard some of her attempts to wake him, not realising the whole picture, he put down his book and made his way quietly downstairs. He stood there for a while, his heart hammering, throat dry, unable to say anything as he gazed at this blonde beauty in his sons kitchen, she was crossly talking to herself, or was it to him? Did she think he was Chris? She still hadn't turned around. He looked longingly at her nylon clad legs, that round small peach of a bottom which was only barely hidden beneath her short black satin dressing gown, that fitted snugly around her. When she leaned forward to remove another plate from the bowl he thought he was going to pass out as he saw just the tiniest glimpse of what he thought could be stocking tops. He needed to say something soon or it would be really awkward if she turned around and saw him gawping at her. Then he heard Rachel muttering something, which captivated him. "Get me all worked up and then just pass out will you? Useless prick! I haven't had it in ages. All i want is a good hard fuck! Is that too much for a girl to ask?" She was clearly oblivious to Steve's presence. He slowly tiptoed his way back along the corridor and halfway up the stairs. His mind racing with what she had just said. This beautiful girl was desperate for sex and his good for nothing son wasn't up to the task. He couldn't though? Could he? Well there was next to no chance Rachel was going to let him for a start, and what if she by some miracle was up for it and Chris woke up? He would be dead to his son then, Steve knew it. The temptation to try was just overbearing. Six years with nothing but his hand for company was enough to let the curtain of lust descend over his rational thinking. He had to at least try, flirt a little, gauge the situation. Please let this work, please, he prayed. With heavy footsteps this time he made his way down the stairs, trying to let her know he was there now. Rachel turned and thinking it was Chris she was about to berate him, but at the last second held her tongue, when she saw who it was. Much to her disappointment, Steve was standing there in his blue cotton PJ's. That drunken mess of a boyfriend was still out for the count then she thought. "Oh Rachel, it's you. I thought I heard someone down here. Thought it might be my son, sorry." He smiled, hoping he had sounded genuinely surprised to see her. "Oh that's all right." Rachel was suddenly aware that her outfit was fairly sexy and she blushed. "Couldn't you sleep? I'm making a tea if you want one?" "Oh lovely, 2 sugars thanks. No, I couldn't sleep, worrying about work tomorrow. Did you have a good night?" Rachel talked about her night and his work for a few minutes and seemed to relax, he didn't seem the creepy type like most older men she knew. However much she tried though, she couldn't get the frustrated tone out of her voice, she was still cross and hornier than she'd probably ever been. "Is everything all right Rachel? You sound a bit upset that's all?" Steve was trying to work an angle in through his mind. "You shouldn't be doing the dishes anyway. They are mine from earlier, here let me do them." He took a few steps forward until he was very close to Rachel now, his cock twitched slightly in his blue cotton pyjama trousers, as he looked down the length of her. "No, no really it's fine, I'm fine, just a bit stressed out and cranky that's all. Thanks for noticing though." She turned slightly looking up at him and smiled. Steve was side on to her now leaning against the kitchen counter. When she turned away he quickly looked down and his cock pulsed again. Her huge tits were barely concealed as the front of her gown was only loosely pulled together. He could see a good portion of her glorious 32FF cleavage and even saw a small amount of the beautiful black silk cups that were holding them in place. She looked like a model straight out of one of his porn mags, better even. He longed to reach over and squeeze those tanned, soft, mountainous tits with all his strength. He hadn't been subtle enough, Rachel suddenly clocked his stare and hurriedly wrapped her gown around her and fastened it tight with the thin satin belt. "Sorry...errr...I didn't mean to stare...It's just..." He tried to apologise. Rachel was used to it so she didn't mind, she usually loved to tease men, probably shouldn't be doing it to my boyfriends father though she thought. "It's fine, I didn't realise my dressing gown was open that much, sorry about that." Steve couldn't believe it. Rachel was apologising to him for teasing him. He knew she was desperate for sex and now she knew the effect she was having on him. What could he do next? He had a thought and went with it. "Look if you're stressed I could give you a shoulder rub, I mean not if you would find it weird, but my ex-wife, Chris's mum that is, used to say I gave excellent shoulder massages. They really do help to de-stress." He paused waiting for her response. Rachel suddenly felt a little uncomfortable about the situation she was in. It didn't matter how horny she was, this was Chris's dad, she didn't want him to get any ideas. She was already aware by the way he was looking at her, of the thoughts that would be flying around in his head, but what should she say so as to not cause offence? Finally at last she said. "I'm not sure if that would be the..." Steve could see she was about to say no. So not wanting to waste this once in a lifetime opportunity he took control of the situation. "Oh nonsense, here." He moved quickly behind her and gripped her shoulders and began to massage then, soft at first, then deeper, with his thumbs in her shoulder blades. She felt amazing, the softness of the silk over her warm skin was unbelievable. He felt Rachel tense at first but then her muscles relaxed. "That is nice actually, thanks, I think I needed it." She said, after he had been going for 30 seconds or so. Steve was getting way too overexcited. Thoughts of his son were swept cleanly from his mind. He massaged Rachel's shoulders, her neck, the tops of her arms and now had a firm grip around her slim waist, squeezing with his fingers and running his thumbs up and down her spine. It was only then that he realised she must be wearing some sort of corset, this made his cock twitch vigorously and he was soon sporting an achingly hard erection. Rachel was starting to like it all a bit too much. Her breathing had become heavier and shaky, a few moans had slipped past her lips which Steve had not seemed to notice, but he had of course. Now without realising what she was doing she was slowly rotating her bottom in a circular motion as he gripped her waist. Her nipples had gone as hard as rocks and she thought that if she didn't put a stop to it soon then this situation was going to escalate to something really bad, really soon. Then she felt it. Steve was sure Rachel was into this now. Her ass wiggled temptingly in front of his massive erection now tenting in his trousers. She was moaning at his touch, she wanted this. He carefully pulled out his raging cock and placed it lightly on top of the cleft of her silk covered ass cheeks, and gently began to rub himself up and down on her ass. Rachel Meets Her Boyfriend's Father Rachel knew instantly what it was and was surprised at the size and weight of it. She couldn't do this to Chris though, it wasn't fair. "STEVE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" She yelled. "Ssshhhh." He whispered in her ear sending tingles all over her body, goose bumping her flesh. "STOP THAT! STOP THAT THIS INSTANT!!" She commanded. But Steve wasn't listening. "That's not what you really want though is it?" He murmured. "Of course it is! This is wrong! You shouldn't be doing that! You are Chris's dad for fucks sake!" Rachel put her hands over his to try and prise them off her waist but his grip remained firm. His cock drawing a deeper groove between her ass cheeks now. For Steve it felt phenomenal. "I overheard you earlier Rachel. Before I came into the room. You were saying how worked up my good for nothing son had got you and how you were in need of a good....(he kissed her ear gently) Fuck." He whispered the last word. Rachel was horrified that Steve had overheard her. Her mind was in melt down. She had been aching for a big cock for weeks and now at her time of need one was presented to her, it was gliding up and down her ass sending her into a frenzy. Rachel was stunned at herself for what she did next but she let her primal urges take over. "That was naughty of you to spy on me like that." Rachel was gently grinding on him now, her beautiful face turned to look at him. She needed satisfaction. She needed it now! "That's because I'm a naughty boy." He said then he craned his mouth towards hers and kissed her. Softly, then more passionately realising she wasn't pulling away, as they ground against each other. His tongue explored her mouth with hungry desperation. When they pulled apart she said. "You are a bad boy, or rather a dirty old man." "I can show you how bad I can be if you like?" It was a question but he didn't wait to hear her response. He quickly lifted her silk dressing gown up. The sight of her sexy stockings and suspenders and that beautiful firm plump bottom with only a thin lace pair of panties covering her modesty struck Steve dumb for a few seconds while he stared at it. Then he smacked her hard across the bum, loving how it rippled but instantly went firm again. Rachel gasped at the shock of the slap, it was painful but it drove her wild. She bent forwards and ground into him hard, feeling the hot naked flesh of his hard cock digging into her. Steve smacked her other cheek. "You are a very bad girl." He grunted. He couldn't believe what she was letting him getting away with and now she seemed as turned on as he was. Rachel turned her head to look Steve in the eyes but he was fixed on her bottom, slapping each cheek with the palms then the backs of his hands, then grabbing handfuls of them and roughly needing his fingers into her flesh. "This bad girl needs punishing." Rachel shocked herself at this but her body was making decisions her mind couldn't keep up with. Steve couldn't believe his ears. He roughly pulled Rachel's thong down to just below her ass. He could see her pussy now, it was so wet and inviting. He grabbed his cock and with one shove rammed it inside her all the way up to his balls. She was so tight but also so wet that it slipped in with relative ease. Rachel screamed with delight, trying to stifle it by putting her hand in her mouth but it was no good. The moans kept coming as she was being forcefully battered from behind. She was getting what she craved, even if it was from her boyfriends filthy old dad. Steve couldn't believe his luck he watched himself pumping in and out of her gripping tight pussy, just in awe of the whole situation. Her ass rippled with every thrust. He could feel her juices running down his cock and soaking his balls. She was loving it! His hands roamed over her stockings, squeezing and slapping her ass. Rachel squealed with every thrusting drive of his 9 inch thick meaty cock. He held her by the shoulders and fucked her as hard as he could. "AARRGGHHH! Yes come on fuck me, just like that, fuck my wet little pussy!" She moaned. Her dressing gown kept slipping down covering Steve's view of her ass so he gripped her by the waist holding it up, and continued to pummel her relentlessly. He could feel the tip of his cock pressing against her womb. "You like this big dick don't you honey." His words acted to spur on Rachel even more. "FUCK ME HARDER! YESSS THAT'S IT!! TAKE ME! TAKE MY PUSSY!!" Rachel pleaded. She was starting to tremble all over. Steve couldn't believe it but he knew she was about to cum. "FUCK ME YOU DIRTY OLD BASTARD." She begged, not caring what she was saying, her breathing was now erratic, she was so close. Then it washed over her, glorious relief. Her pussy started gushing juices, it was pulsing on Steve's cock and he tried not to cum too. He wanted to make this last. Rachel screamed so loudly that Steve had to quickly put his hand over her mouth, she bit down hard on one of his fingers, still screaming and grunting just muffled now. Rachel thrashed about, with Steve now stationary, almost in shock. She backed herself up and down the length of his shaft, twitching all over, fucking herself on his big meaty member as her orgasm seemed to last for ages. Then she fell still and all that could be heard in the kitchen, Chris his own son's kitchen, was the sound of heavy breathing. With his achingly hard cock still deep inside her Steve walked forward a few steps, straightening Rachel up until she was almost upright. Rachel was still in a haze after that incredible orgasm. Steve was gently shallowly thrusting into her still, he bent his head and planted kisses up and down her neck, she smelt incredible. "You were desperate for that weren't you?" He breathed in her ear, then went back to kissing and nibbling her neck. "You have no idea." Rachel sighed. "Oh I think I do, you are the first woman I've been with in 6 years." He continued to kiss her affectionately. "6 Years? Wow! Your balls must be blue, you dirty old man. I bet you want me to help release them don't you?" "More than anything." Steve murmured. Rachel pulled Steve's hands up from her waist and guided them onto her breasts. "I think these will help." She said as she rocked back and forth on his cock. In his lust for Rachel's ass Steve had momentarily forgotten how huge and firm Rachel's massive tits were. He needed them for a while through her silk robe, then slipped his hand inside, for the first time getting a feel for how incredible they were. He squeezed harder and Rachel moaned again, then he tweaked her nipple between thumb and forefinger. "Mmmmm yes, you like those big tits don't you? They're all yours, you've earn't them." she teased. She felt Steve pull out of her as he quickly swung her around. He Kissed her hard on the mouth pinning her against the counter, she could feel his erection pressing hard against her. Rachel responded by chewing on his lip and smiling. Her silk robe was open mostly. Revealing her sexy silk basque. He heaved her breasts out pulling the cups down underneath the mounds of flesh, they sat there so big and firm, a full rounded shape, with her amazing small but hard as rock nipples. Steve savaged them like a hungry dog, licking sucking and nibbling them all over working himself into a tit frenzy. Rachel responded by swinging them side to side slapping him in the face with them, he buried his head in between breathing heavily. Had he forgotten to breath for the last few minutes? He thought so. Rachel squashed them around his head. "You are a hungry boy aren't you" she teased. Rachel loved having her tits man handled and she was getting very excited again. Steve lifted her up onto the counter still sucking at her heaving breasts. He whipped her panties all the way down one leg and they hung off her other foot, as he spread her legs wide apart on the counter, then he crouched down and attacked her pussy with his tongue with equal ferocity. Stuffing two fingers inside her, Rachel yelped in pleasure as he worked his tongue around her clit. She tasted amazing Steve thought, as he lapped her juices into his mouth. Rachel grabbed his head forcing it deeper against her Pussy. She was writhing up and down on his tongue in ecstasy. Eventually Steve stopped, stood up and without hesitating drove his cock deeply into her once more. "You want to taste your pussy?" He asked as he pummeled into her once again. "Yes please." She sighed. And went to kiss him but he pulled back an inch. "How badly do you want to taste your sweet pussy juice?" Rachel was the one being teased now, she loved it. "I want to, I want to taste it so bad." Then they were kissing hard and hungrily once again. Steve mashed Rachel's tits together in his hands as he kissed her and thrust himself deep over and over again. Rachel was on the verge of cumming again. His rough treatment of her tits and pussy was driving her crazy. Steve was almost there too. He lifted Rachel up and she yelped in surprise. Then started battering into her in mid air. The sound echoed around the small kitchen as his balls slapped against her sodden mound. Rachel couldn't take it for long, she Came again just as hard. She kissed him to try and stifle her screams of pleasure. The shock of which caused Steve to stumble to a nearby chair and sit down. "FUCK! YESSS! OHH YESSS! FUCK MEEE!!" Rachel was bouncing herself on his cock now, her orgasm was lasting for ages once more. Then she stuffed Steve's head into her tits, he tried to cram as much of one into his mouth as he could as he gripped her ass and slammed it onto his cock. He was seconds away. Then in a moment of euphoria he was cumming also. Gushing what felt like bucket loads of cum into her still twitching cunt. For minutes he kept pounding away before the torrent of spunk eventually subsided. "Oh thank you, oh god that's amazing, oh fuck, oh yes!" Was all Steve could say over and over again. "You're so fucking beautiful." He just sat there panting heavily. He could feel his cum mixed with hers soaking his now empty balls. Steve's blue cotton pyjama top was now plastered to his body with sweat. His bunched up trousers still hung around his ankles. Rachel's robe was now open, he gazed at her glistening body in her amazing lingerie and couldn't believe what had just happened. Rachel was slowly recovering her senses too. She was deeply satisfied but now getting quite cross about what had just happened, mostly with herself for letting it happen in the first place. Chris was a nice guy he didn't deserve this, but she was now also a bit mad with Steve. She was his own sons girlfriend and he had just fucked her senseless, now he just sat there with his cock still buried deep inside of her, with a stupid grin on his face. How dare he! She thought. Then not knowing why she did it, she slapped Steve hard across the face. Steve was stunned by it, he looked at her in disbelief. "That's for being a shitty father, you pathetic pig." Rachel hissed. Then she slapped him across the other cheek. Steve saw it coming this time but didn't react. His recently emptied cock was twitching back into life. He liked this harsh treatment. "And that's from me, you pitiful old man." Rachel's face was stern, she wondered how Steve would react. His cock was still inside her although only half erect now. Steve grabbed Rachel's ponytail and pulled her head back, then started licking and kissing her taught neck. "I wasn't so pathetic and pitiful when you were begging for me to fuck you harder, and cumming on my cock now was I? You fucking loved it you whore!" Holding the back of her head firmly, Steve kissed Rachel hard on the mouth. She tried to free her arms to slap him again but couldn't so settled for digging her nails into him and scratching down his chest. "Bastard." Rachel hissed when her lips were finally unlocked. "You want to see pathetic? I'll show you pathetic. Come with me." He stood up. Rachel tried to tidy herself up a bit, she put her tits away and pulled her robe around her again. Steve grabbed her by the arm and ushered her to the door. "What are you doing? Let go!" Rachel tried to wriggle free but Steve kept his grip firm. He marched her up the stairs, and Rachel began to panic. "I'm sorry for slapping you, but enough is enough." She said in her quietest voice possible. As they walked onto the landing, she could see Chris, lying on his bed, snoring away. He hadn't moved a muscle. Rachel was relieved but with a sudden terror she realised Steve wasn't marching her into his bedroom but into Chris's. Rachel tried to brace herself against against the frame of the door but he knocked her arms down and marched her inside. "That is pathetic." Steve said in an open and full voice. "SSHHHH!" Rachel hoped to god that Chris wouldn't wake up and luckily he didn't. "An earthquake wouldn't wake that idiot." Steve said, still not trying to be quite. "Shut up!" Rachel whispered back. "Look at him." Steve grabbed Rachel's face and turned her to face Chris. "He had his chance to fuck a beautiful and sexy girl like you and what did he do? Get drunk and pass out. Now that's pathetic." He released Rachel's face. "He's a nice guy unlike you." Rachel snapped back in a whisper. "Yeah and nice guys never get the girl. That's always been the case." Rachel glowered at him, she wanted to slap him again. Then he said something which took her by surprise. "He's got a tiny penis you know." Spoken loudly and bluntly. "W...What??" Rachel stammered. "Don't believe me? Look for yourself." "Don't be ridiculous, he'll wake up." "I promise you he won't. Definitely doesn't take after his old man in that department. I blame his mothers cruddy genes." "So what if he has, it's not all about length you know." Rachel said it but didn't really believe it. She remembered how she had never been truly satisfied by men with small cocks. "Gone on see for yourself." Steve grinned. "No, lets leave him alone." Rachel made to push her way past Steve but he twisted her around. "If you don't do as I say little whore, I'll definitely make sure he wakes up, if you catch my drift." Rachel was shaking her head but allowed herself to be pushed to her knees. "Go on gently does it." Steve stood back and watched as Rachel tentatively reached for Chris's flies. His snores were loud and constant which comforted her slightly. She looked back at Steve imploringly but he just nodded his encouragement. Carefully she slowly lowered the zip and undid his top button, exposing his underpants. Then she gradually pulled them down too. There it was, Steve wasn't lying it was so small, like a tiny acorn nestled in a bush of pubic hair. "Oh my god." Rachel whispered. It was the smallest dick she had ever seen. Chris grunted and she froze but then he continued to snore loudly. "Phew." She sighed. She was about to do his pants back up when she heard Steve. "Leave it out. I told you didn't I." Rachel just nodded. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. She could see the tent now evident in Steve's pants again. She looked back at Chris, almost amazed at how he could have sex with anyone with a cock that small. She didn't see Steve moving to kneel down just behind her, pulling out his once again raging tool as he did so. With little warning Steve flicked up her robe, yanked her thong aside and was deep inside her again all within a matter of seconds. Rachel gasped at the shock of it. She looked back and shook her violently, mouthing the words "No No No." But it was too late for that, she was being mercilessly battered once again this time with her face a mere inches from her so called boyfriends tiny flaccid cock. Rachel didn't know what to do. She was instantly soaking wet again. Loving the feeling of his big cock in her tight pussy but also scared shitless Chris would wake up at any second. She tried to push Steve off of her but he was relentless, wrapped in lust once more. Steve's hands, pulled down the cups of Rachel's basque, freeing her perfect gigantic tits, he watched them swaying for a while as he pumped into her harder and harder. Then he grabbed them with both hands, digging his fingers roughly into the firm flesh. "Fuck, oh Fuck." Rachel breathed. She had to bite the edge of Chris's bed hard between her teeth to stifle the moans she couldn't hold back. "Call me pathetic will you." Steve snarled whilst slapping her ass again. Rachel was fired up now, she lost herself, trying to grind down on his pulsing cock, circling her ass around and around on it. Steve was still too numb to cum again so soon. I could probably go for hours he thought privately. He knew she was about to cum again so picked up the pace even more. Rachel was trying to inhale the whole mattress, her teeth were buried into it as she grunted with pleasure. She loved it rough. Then she came once more. Steve felt her pussy contract and flex, and he grinned. She was spasming all over but hardly making a sound, muffled by the mattress. Once she came to a complete stop Steve pulled out. "You evil shitting bastard!" She breathed. He watched her juices dripping onto the carpet of his sons bedroom as he lay asleep, oblivious to the betrayal that had just taken place. Rachel was still so sensitive all over. She was completely satisfied, but knew Steve wasn't finished with her yet, he hadn't cum again. She stood up not saying a word and marched out onto the landing as quietly as she could. Her heart was racing with the rush of what had just happened, the thought of almost being caught like that was making her tingle all over. It was one of the greatest sexual thrills she had ever experienced, fucking someone she knew she shouldn't be fucking and in a place where at any second she could be found out. She knew then that was a feeling she would crave to experience again, which could be very problematic, but oh so worth it. Steve walked silently past her into his bedroom. She followed, glancing back at the still sleeping Chris. Once inside with the door closed, Steve sat on the edge of his bed and Rachel set about him. She showered Steve with slaps and called him every name under the sun, he took it all. "Fucking Asshole." Rachel struck him to the side of the head. Then not knowing why she began to kiss him hungrily and passionately, devouring his tongue with her own, squeezing the sides of his head with all her meager strength. "Get on your knees you whore." Steve said after the kiss was over. Rachel dropped down immediately. "Now take off your robe." She did that too without fuss. Her tits were still fully on display. Steve gripped one and mauled it roughly. "Now pass me the belt to your robe." Rachel pulled it through the loops and handed it to him. This was so kinky she thought to herself, I hope he ties me up. But he didn't, not yet at least. He wrapped it once around her neck and gently pulled each end. Rachel could feel the soft, silk fabric squeezing her throat. She felt a surge of adrenaline rush through her body and down into her pussy. It wasn't stopping her breathing but it was tight enough to give her a thrill of terror and excitement mixed into one. "Now suck my cock, you dirty, cock hungry bitch." Steve was loving the power he had over her now, she was his, to do with what he pleased. Every fantasy he had ever had, he was sure this girl would be willing to fulfill. He was in heaven as Rachel started licking his bulging helmet. Then she was gagging herself on his full length, he could feel her tongue pressed against the base of his shaft. She looked into his eyes the whole time, sucking and licking up and down, for what felt like an eternity. Steve was worried he might blow his load again, then he probably would be done for the night. He was 51 not 21 any more. She took him down into her throat once more almost to the balls. Steve at that moment pulled tighter on the ends of the satin belt. He saw Rachel's eyes flash wide and he released the tension. She pulled her mouth off his cock, and when he looked down he could see her furiously rubbing her clit. "You like choking your little whore do you?" She stammered frantically. Rachel Meets Her Boyfriend's Father "Get on the bed now!" Steve commanded. Rachel stood up in an instant and Steve threw her onto her back. He quickly clambered over to her, spread her legs wide and thrust into her once again. He started to power away pinning her arms down with his own. He watched her tits jiggle back and forth with every thrust, then he buried his face in them and Rachel groaned loudly. "Suck on them you fucker." She moaned. Steve pulled her arms higher above her head and told her to grab the metal poles of the headboard. Then with the silk belt, he bound her hands to them. This was what Rachel had hoped for, she loved to be restrained. She just watched him roam his hands all over her, he covered her legs feeling every inch of her stockings then he turned her over slightly onto her side, still rhythmically pounding away at her near to bursting pussy, that tingled and throbbed with every thrust. He chewed on her stocking clad toes for a while, which caused Rachel to squeal in delight. Then he pulled her up by the waist her back arched towards him, her tits falling towards her chin and he ploughed her hard. "FUCK YESSS!!" She cried not caring how loud she was being. Her pussy burst once more as he rutted into her like a stag in heat. Her fingers were white as she gripped the headboard as her body convulsed on his cock. "OH SHIT! OH YES! OH SHIT! FUCK ME! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE!" She pleaded, still convulsing with pleasure. Eventually Steve came to a stop, he'd tried his best not to cum and had succeeded somehow. He bent over and kissed her gently on the lips. Rachel grinned. "You like having younger sexy girls tied to your bed do you?" Steve just nodded. Sweat was pouring off him stinging his eyes. "Your turn." Rachel whispered. Steve wasn't sure if he was ready, his cock was, but he needed a few moments to catch his breath. He untied Rachel and lay on his back panting hard. He allowed her to lift his arms over his head and she bound them to the headboard. Tighter than he had tied her. He thought briefly that she was just going to do a runner, leave him there with a raging hard on, how would he explain that to Chris the next day. To be honest, the thought did cross Rachel's mind. This guy deserved it sure, he was a fucking prick for taking advantage of his sons girlfriend, but Rachel couldn't get enough of it. She had decided after seeing Chris in all his glory that for her at least, sexual satisfaction was important. So as nice as he was, she wondered whether it would work out with Chris. Probably not, was the conclusion she had come to. So as she wasn't going to have to see his dad much after tonight, why not enjoy his big cock while she could. Steve was relieved when Rachel Quickly clambered on top of him, grabbed a hold of his shaft and guided herself down onto him. She was in control now. She rocked herself up and down on his raging erection as fast as she could working her own body into an excited frenzy once more. Steve marvelled at her glorious tits bouncing in unison with every thrust. He longed to squeeze them but was also excited by the fact she was in control. Rachel played with her own tits for him, mashing them together, pulling on her nipples, and moaning loudly. Then she raked her nails down his chest, digging them into his beer belly. Steve grimaced at the pain, but there was nothing he could do she just continued to bounce up and down, then she pulled his nipples and he begged her to stop, so instead she lowered her mouth to one and bit it quite hard. "AHHHH FUCK!" He cried. Rachel just giggled. Steve could feel he was about to blow, Rachel sensed it too, she put her palms on his chest and ground herself around on his dick, rocking herself back and forth as quickly as she could, milking his big cock. Then she lowered her tits into Steve's open mouth, he devoured them and she mashed them into his face, that was it. His scream of pleasure was muffled by a mouth full of tit, as he bucked upwards, filling her pussy with load after load of hot sticky cum. She too was on the verge and after a few more slams of his shaft into her, and another nipple being bit hard she let the tidal wave of euphoria wash over her once again. They spent minutes grinding one another harder and harder, she kissed him as her body shuddered once more and then it was over. Both were exhausted. Rachel slumped on top of him, breathing heavily. After a few moments of silence she slid herself off and untied Steve. He grabbed her pressing her body close to his and kissed her. "That was incredible." He said at last. Rachel grinned. "I'll see you in the morning you dirty old perv." Rachel winked as she gathered up her clothes and left the room. Steve watched her naked ass wiggling as she walked away from him. He could die a happy man he thought now, it won't ever get better than that for the rest of your days old timer. He was fast asleep in seconds. Rachel showered and got changed into some more sensible underwear she had brought with her. It was nearly 3 a.m. She had to be up early the next day as she was going to meet friends in London to do some shopping. Chris still hadn't moved. She put his teeny weeny away, and crawled into bed and went straight to sleep. * * * Then next morning Rachel got up first and changed into a short pleated tartan skirt and a white thin figure hugging jumper. When Chris awoke he apologised over and over about what happened. Rachel just said it was fine, these things happen. He promised to make it up to her, but she was being non committal. Rachel didn't care any-more, she didn't even feel guilty. She couldn't look him in the face though without picturing his tiny cock. In her head his cock spoke in a small, timid voice and asked her why she thought he was so funny? Rachel started to laugh. Chris just looked at her puzzled. Steve came down for breakfast. Rachel blushed when he greeted her warmly. "So Rachel did you have a nice night last night?" Chris was by the kettle not looking at them sat opposite each other at the table. She aimed a kick at him but found the table leg instead, "bastard" She whispered. Chris heard it and looked around. "You all right honey?" "Yeah fine just stubbed my toe." She replied. Steve was loving this opportunity to innocently wind her up with Chris being none the wiser. "How was it then did you have fun?" He goaded again. "It was OK, just a few quiet drinks, Chris had a few too many, didn't you." "Yeah and I'm paying for it now." Chris murmured as he drank some orange juice. "Where are you working today then dad?" Chris asked. "I'm heading up to London, got to meet a few clients later." "London? Rachel's going to London today to meet some friends, maybe you could give her a lift up there, give you a chance to get to know one another a bit better eh?" Chris looked at his father keenly. Steve fixed Rachel with a knowing stare. "I'll take her up there. I'd be happy to. Would you mind me giving you a ride Rachel?" He had used his words carefully, Chris was ignorant to it but Rachel didn't miss any of the sexual connotations. She could feel her cheeks getting hot and was worried Chris would notice. She glared at him, and he winked, when Chris looked away briefly. Her cheeks weren't the only thing getting hot, she felt her white silk panties begin to dampen. "Yeah that could be fun." She said at last. "Great that's sorted then." Chris waved them goodbye half an hour later. He said he was still feeling terrible and was going back to bed. Rachel kissed him on the cheek and told him she would call him later. He won't like what I've got to say though she thought privately, a breakup was most certainly on the cards. Rachel and Steve drove off. It really was a fun journey Rachel thought later on, she ended up being an hour late for her friends though. As soon as they had reached the end of the road, Steve reached across and put his hand straight up Rachel's short tartan pleated skirt, he could feel the warm smooth silk of her panties and began to rub her pussy through the material. Rachel just went with it, even opening her legs wider to make it easier for him to prise her panties aside and she gasped as he started to fuck her with his fingers. Rachel could see the tent of Steve's massive erection and she began to stroke her hand along its length under his black work trousers. The car jerked as Steve twitched the steering wheel as she caressed him. "Fuck you are so wet baby." Rachel was dripping juices over Steve's hand and they soaked into the car seat. She said nothing, but began to pant louder and louder with the occasional squeak and moan. Rachel rocked back and forth on his fingers, driving them deeper inside of her. She stopped stroking Steve's cock, moving her hands to her tits squeezing them under her thin white jumper, then running them up into her long blonde hair. Before long Rachel was on the verge and Steve was finding it increasingly hard to drive, he had to keep reminding himself to look straight ahead and not at this gorgeous 21 year old writhing around in ecstasy on his passengers seat. "Rub my clit, please, oh please, rub it." She pleaded. Steve removed his fingers from her and began furiously flicking his middle finger across Rachel's swollen clit. She screamed with delight. "AAAHHHHH YESSS! OOOHHHH FUUCCCKKKKK!!! MORE, MORE, YESSSSS!!!" Rachel gripped the headrest behind her, lifted her bum from the car seat and came violently. Shuddering and shaking screaming with delight. She was flushed in the face and breathing heavily when her bum finally came to rest back on the seat. Steve smiled, thrilled with the effect he could have on her with just his fingers alone. "You are one horny little bitch aren't you?" He teased. "Fuck you." She panted. Moments later Rachel unfastened her seatbelt and moved closer to Steve. She began to stroke his cock once more and whispered in his ear. "You want me to play with your dirty fat cock old man?" Steve was wondering how on earth he was managing to drive in a straight line. He was desperate to fuck her senseless all over again. "It's all for you honey." His erection was getting painful. Rachel unzipped his flies and pulled it out. She licked her fingers and began to twist them around his grisly shaft. She marvelled at just how big and hot and stiff it was. "Mmmm, such a lovely fat cock." Steve gulped. "Do you want to fuck my pretty little mouth, you disgusting old pervert?" Rachel teased again. "Wait..." Steve was worried he might crash the car and tried to make Rachel hold on until he could pull over. But her face fell into his lap and he felt her warm mouth envelope the tip of his penis. "Oh Christ." He tried to focus on the road and not look down as Rachel went about flicking her tongue over his tip, planting gentle kisses all around it. He could feel the weight of her huge tits pressing against his thigh. Steve shook his head to try and keep focus. Rachel then sucked the tip into her pretty little mouth, inching her way down his shaft slowly. It felt unbelievable. She sucked hard, bobbing up and down on his cock going deeper each time, gagging as it drove its way deep into her throat. "Oh my god you are good at that! Suck that fucking dick." Steve had pulled off the motorway and was frantically looking for a place to park out of sight. "Go on fuck my face." Rachel demanded. He grabbed handfuls of Rachel's soft blonde hair and pushed her face down onto his cock once more. He was too scared to cum in case he crashed. Finally he found an industrial estate, it looked quiet. Then he saw a derelict factory with boarded up windows. Steve drove round the back of it and parked the car. Rachel gave a few more long hard sucks then sprang up. Steve whipped his trousers and boxers down to his ankles and Rachel quickly jumped into Steve's lap facing him, her legs straddled either side. She pulled her white silk panties to one side and lowered herself down onto his full length. "Mmmm this is what I wanted." She moaned grinding her hips in a circular motion into his crotch. Steve was fondling her bum with glee. They kissed hard and hungrily. Time seemed to go out of the window, it seemed to last forever, each working the other into a fit of savage lust. Rachel was bouncing up and down on him now, squealing with pleasure, she leaned back and accidentally honked the horn. Steve pulled her thin jumper up over her tits and just stared as they jiggled temptingly in her white silk and lace bra. Then his hands were all over them, mashing them with force and pulling them free. Rachel leant forward and rubbed them all over his face as he licked and sucked from one nipple to the other. Steve had a grip on Rachel's firm, toned, slim waist now, he thrust into her hard and fast and she screamed loudly in his ear. "Take it! FUCKING TAKE IT!" He yelled at her. Steve then motioned for Rachel to turn around. Without releasing Steve's cock from her pussy's tight grasp, she swiveled and laid her full weight against his chest, her head coming to rest on his shoulder. Steve had a fantastic view down her body. Her tits looked too pert and tempting as they bounced up and down. He grabbed them with both hands pinching her nipples, caressing them all over. They were both on the verge now. Rachel was flexing her ass and Steve once again gripped her waist and bucking into her with all his force. Rachel came first but only by a split second, her pussy contracted so tight, the force of it caused Steve to blow piles and piles of hot steaming cum into her. Rachel was thrashing about and screaming so loudly that it hurt Steve's ears, he gripped her throat, turning her head towards his he planted his mouth over hers. Still pumping her like a steam piston determined to empty every last drop from his balls. They eventually came to a rest. "Not bad for a pensioner." Rachel Joked. "Christ! I ain't that far into the grave yet love. If I was would I be able to do this?" Steve's erection showed no sign of going down. Unbeknownst to Rachel he had popped a Viagra once he realised he was going to be driving Rachel up to London, hoping for this outcome. He swung the door open and Rachel climbed out, Steve followed, he ushered her to the bonnet of the car and lifted her up onto it. Spreading her legs wide, her skirt bunched up around her waist, he ploughed into her once more. Rachel couldn't believe how hard he was after just cumming but she wasn't about to complain. It wasn't often she got a cock this big that could make her cum with ease. She wrapped her legs around his back urging him to go deeper. Steve fondled her heaving tits bending down to suck and chew on them. Then he grabbed her arms and pinned them against the windscreen. "FUCK THAT'S DEEP!" Rachel groaned. "You fucking love it, you slut." Steve breathed the words into Rachel's mouth before locking tongues with her. They went at it like wild rabbits. Steve was sweating like mad he still had his shirt and tie on, with his trousers round his ankles. Rachel egged him on to fuck her harder and harder. "YESSS I LOVE IT ROUGH! POUND MY PUSSY." Steve was about to cum again so instead he pulled out. Rachel looked disappointed, but he quickly flipped her over, pulled her legs into a standing positioned and pumped into her doggy style with continued enthusiasm. He spanked her ass and then held her swaying tits. "Is this how you like it baby?" Steve said needing her tits. Rachel reached back and grabbed a hold of his tie with one hand. "USE ME! USE ME LIKE A DIRTY WHORE!" She pleaded looking into his eyes. It was too much for Steve, his cock twitched and he came hard, he could feel her pussy filling up with cum once more. He wanted to make Rachel cum again though, he knew she was close. Good job I had that Viagra he thought, I'd be spent by now. He grabbed a handful of Rachel's hair in one hand and one of her massive breasts with the other, then leaned over her whilst continuing to hammer her hard. "You feel that? You feel that you little whore? all that dirty old cum sloshing about in your tight little pussy?" "YESSS!" she cried. "Most men would sever a limb to be with a girl like you. If only they knew what a horny little bitch you were!" "FUCK YESSSS!" Her cries were becoming more desperate. Steve knew it was working. "You're a naughty fucking whore, letting your own boyfriends dad batter your sweet little cunt over and over. Aren't you?" "I'M A BAD GIRL! I AM! I FUCKING AM!!!" Steve felt her Pussy go into spasm and Rachel screamed in sheer euphoria, pounding her fists against the car bonnet, writhing about like a snake. He released her tits and began slapping her ass again, harder and harder leaving red hand prints all over her smooth bronzed cheeks. Rachel yelped in pain, but the pleasure over ruled it, mixed with it almost. "This is what bad girls get when they've been naughty." Steve said, delighted how long her orgasm was lasting this time. She screamed again, then more juices started to flow and he felt the familiar clenching around his cock. Fuck me she's cumming again. "Did I say you could cum again? you filthy bitch!" The Viagra was certainly working, as he was able to continually ravish her. Rachel was in heaven, her vision had blacked out for a few seconds as another wave washed over her sending all her muscles into spasm. Steve was in shock as after a few more minutes, she came for a third and final time in a row. His cock was finally giving up and he felt it softening so pulled out at last and let go of her hair. Rachel lay spread eagle on the bonnet for a minute or two, trying to catch her breath. Steve stood there overwhelmed at what he had just done. She looked sensational still, and he wished he were 30 years younger. Eventually Rachel got herself together. She stood up walked over to Steve and kissed him passionately and softly on the mouth, her lips were a bit chapped from sucking in so much air but the kiss was phenomenal. She raked her long fingernails through his hair. Finally when she released him she said in her soft and gentle voice. "You were amazing, thank you." Steve's ego was fit to burst, he just went red in the face. "No, Thank you my dear." They got back in the car and drove the rest of the way to London. Steve knew he wasn't going to see Rachel ever again, she knew it too. So rather than say goodbye, he just said. "I might be a shit father, but let Chris down gently, he's a good kid you know." Rachel nodded. "He is a lovely bloke, and I wish...well you know, but I have needs and it wouldn't be fair to him." Steve nodded back. "I know, it's not you're fault." Steve walked around and opened her car door. Offered his arm, she accepted. They hugged and Rachel walked off towards her tube. Steve just watched her go, feeling like the luckiest man alive. She turned and waved, he waved back and then she was gone.