Straight Female / 21
He’s Mine
Why some families treat their fathers like crap? Beats me, I yearned for a manly figure in my life. When I was
13 I dated this kid in school. He asked me to be his girlfriend. I lost my virginity to him, it made me angry that it was nothing special. I grew up with my mom, in a typical Afro latina household. With the stereotypical ‘find a man to provide’. Except we didn’t have one in our lives. When I met my boyfriend’s father for the first time I got butterflies. He was so handsome, a sweet giant. His family was the complete opposite. Spoiled, bossy, demanding. His wife, I hated her guts. She never liked me, always pointing out what I was wearing because my figure bothered her, anything I wore made me look like a whore. She was flat chested, I was big compared to her. She looked more like a stick, a typical housewife who ran. I always wondered what it was he saw in her.
It had been a few years since I started dating their son. During school he was always busy, his mom was always busy. I was invited in the house mostly, before school ended, alone with his dad. We talked a lot. I knew he looked at me, always complimenting my curly hair. Sliding his hands down my back and along my waist. Maybe I was dumb, young, in heat but I wanted to jump on him, kiss him all over. He was the only man that made me happy. I caught multiple erections, he was huge. I didn’t say anything at first, I pretended not to notice. I loved brushing up against it, it got me excited. Finally he caught me looking at it while we were in the kitchens and we both laughed. He told me he couldn’t help it, I was gorgeous. Then he pulled me in and I sat on him. I felt a huge shiver up my spine. I was wearing thin sport leggings, a sports bra, and a thin jacket. The head of his cock was pushing into my pussy perfectly. We talk and I ask finally, how he ended up with his wife. He tells me their whole story, I find out his son was an unplanned pregnancy. How he met her in a party house and she was all over him. So he fucked her, not knowing she was with someone. Until one day he gets and upsetting call that she was pregnant. They weren’t even together, she was just a slut to him. I was wet, my vagina tingled I could feel his cock twitching. My head was clouded, I felt his hand unzip my jacket. He tells me me she blames him for ruining her life. That I’m probably the closest thing to ever feeling loved again. I tell him how I was upset that I lost my virginity early. How it wasn’t special, boring. He asks if I wanted to know how sex should really feel. I’m nervous, shy, but I make out a nod. He stands up and bends me over the dinner table hard. Violently pulls my leggings down. My pussy is naked for someone other than my bf for the first time. He starts slapping my ass hard. I jump because it stings, but the feeling of my lips opening makes me more wet. He pulls me by my hair, gets behind me, I feel skin. I’m looking straight at him, I have no idea what to expect. I’m extremely wet, thinking he’s going to ram into me. I could feel my pussy opening up, I knew what to do I reach down to find his cock. He yanks my hand from underneath. Then tells me to say it or else he wouldn’t do it. I fell in love, I couldn’t believe he was giving me control. I feel his cock underneath my pussy, I’m shocked. I could feel his sized rocking back and forth. Somehow, desperately, I moan I tell him to fuck me. He tells me to keep going. I don’t even know what to say, I’m spitting out bullshit. Pretty much pleading for him to fuck me. I wanted to tell him I wanted him for me always, but wasn’t able to finish. I feel his massive manhood open me. No time to process, raw, violent sex on his dinner table. His overwhelming weight, crushing me, pounding me. All I could think about was his wife, how maybe that’s what she felt. Maybe why she kept coming back despite hating him.
For years I kept dating his son, just so I can keep getting fucked. I never ended up pregnant, but I was close to wanting to make it happen. His son got into a good college and moved out. It gave us a good opportunity. He divorced, he was fucking me already. But now he’s mine, how his son feels I don’t care. Or his wife, she’ll never get it as good as me.
13 I dated this kid in school. He asked me to be his girlfriend. I lost my virginity to him, it made me angry that it was nothing special. I grew up with my mom, in a typical Afro latina household. With the stereotypical ‘find a man to provide’. Except we didn’t have one in our lives. When I met my boyfriend’s father for the first time I got butterflies. He was so handsome, a sweet giant. His family was the complete opposite. Spoiled, bossy, demanding. His wife, I hated her guts. She never liked me, always pointing out what I was wearing because my figure bothered her, anything I wore made me look like a whore. She was flat chested, I was big compared to her. She looked more like a stick, a typical housewife who ran. I always wondered what it was he saw in her.
It had been a few years since I started dating their son. During school he was always busy, his mom was always busy. I was invited in the house mostly, before school ended, alone with his dad. We talked a lot. I knew he looked at me, always complimenting my curly hair. Sliding his hands down my back and along my waist. Maybe I was dumb, young, in heat but I wanted to jump on him, kiss him all over. He was the only man that made me happy. I caught multiple erections, he was huge. I didn’t say anything at first, I pretended not to notice. I loved brushing up against it, it got me excited. Finally he caught me looking at it while we were in the kitchens and we both laughed. He told me he couldn’t help it, I was gorgeous. Then he pulled me in and I sat on him. I felt a huge shiver up my spine. I was wearing thin sport leggings, a sports bra, and a thin jacket. The head of his cock was pushing into my pussy perfectly. We talk and I ask finally, how he ended up with his wife. He tells me their whole story, I find out his son was an unplanned pregnancy. How he met her in a party house and she was all over him. So he fucked her, not knowing she was with someone. Until one day he gets and upsetting call that she was pregnant. They weren’t even together, she was just a slut to him. I was wet, my vagina tingled I could feel his cock twitching. My head was clouded, I felt his hand unzip my jacket. He tells me me she blames him for ruining her life. That I’m probably the closest thing to ever feeling loved again. I tell him how I was upset that I lost my virginity early. How it wasn’t special, boring. He asks if I wanted to know how sex should really feel. I’m nervous, shy, but I make out a nod. He stands up and bends me over the dinner table hard. Violently pulls my leggings down. My pussy is naked for someone other than my bf for the first time. He starts slapping my ass hard. I jump because it stings, but the feeling of my lips opening makes me more wet. He pulls me by my hair, gets behind me, I feel skin. I’m looking straight at him, I have no idea what to expect. I’m extremely wet, thinking he’s going to ram into me. I could feel my pussy opening up, I knew what to do I reach down to find his cock. He yanks my hand from underneath. Then tells me to say it or else he wouldn’t do it. I fell in love, I couldn’t believe he was giving me control. I feel his cock underneath my pussy, I’m shocked. I could feel his sized rocking back and forth. Somehow, desperately, I moan I tell him to fuck me. He tells me to keep going. I don’t even know what to say, I’m spitting out bullshit. Pretty much pleading for him to fuck me. I wanted to tell him I wanted him for me always, but wasn’t able to finish. I feel his massive manhood open me. No time to process, raw, violent sex on his dinner table. His overwhelming weight, crushing me, pounding me. All I could think about was his wife, how maybe that’s what she felt. Maybe why she kept coming back despite hating him.
For years I kept dating his son, just so I can keep getting fucked. I never ended up pregnant, but I was close to wanting to make it happen. His son got into a good college and moved out. It gave us a good opportunity. He divorced, he was fucking me already. But now he’s mine, how his son feels I don’t care. Or his wife, she’ll never get it as good as me.
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