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Spent The Night With My Stepdad

A few days ago, I decided to stop by and visit my now ex stepdad at his condo. My mom had a very messy marriage with him, marrying when I was 13 and separating 4 times throughout the time I was in high school, and their divorced was finalized in January. I always blamed him back then, but once he was gone she turned her rage on me and I realized it wasn’t him. So I went to his place to apologize.

He was surprised to see me but invited me in. He offered me some wine, while we caught up. Truth be told we never talked much while we lived together because of the animosity from my mom. We both vented to each other about her for a while before moving on. He asked about a boy I was dating before my mom kicked him out, I told him how he ended up cheating on me and we broke up a few months later. My step dad said I was too good for him. I asked if he had been seeing other women, he said none he was very interested in. By this time I was on my third glass of wine and I was feeling courageous so I asked him if they were just hook ups. He admitted they were and he had been using tinder for it. I teased him about not being impressed by any of them and he admitted to that too. I asked about the type of women he was looking for and he was really bland with his answer, that he was just looking for local women his age. I told him he needs to lower his age range, he asked me how low. I told him girls my age would definitely find him sexy which seemed to perk his interest. He asked if I thought he was sexy, and I admitted that of course I did. He then put his hand on my thigh and rubbed it, asking how long I’ve thought that. I told him that even though my mom made me hate him, I had some dirty fantasies about him since I started high school. That’s when he asked if I wanted to make them real. I don’t know if I was even able to respond before we were making out. I climbed ontop of his lap and straddled him while he pulled my shirt over my head and sucked at my neck while squeezing my boobs, then reached around my back and took off my bra. He immediately started sucking and nibbling on my nipples, motorboating me and going wild. I ground against his lap, feeling hornier than I’ve ever felt in my life. He kept talking dirty to me, calling me baby girl and making me call him daddy and I swear I could’ve cum right there. He then pushed me off his lap so I was lying on the couch and climbed over me to continue ravishing my breasts. He snuck one of his hands into my jeans and rubbed my pussy over my panties. He kissed down my stomach and pulled my jeans off, then kissed my pussy over my panties before pulling them off. He started eating me out intensely, then stuck two fingers into my tight pussy. It didn’t take long for me to cum, and he made sure to lick it all up. I pushed him back on the couch and pulled off his shirt, kissing him roughly so I could taste myself on his tongue. Then I kissed down his chest and unbuckled his belt, then pulled his jeans down. I teased his cock through his briefs before releasing it, licking my lips when I saw it. He was about average size, around 6-7”, perfect for me. I traced the tip with my tongue and he tangled his hands in my hair and made me take it all in. I sucked his cock until he forced me to stop. He sat up on the couch, allowing me to straddle him again then lowered myself onto him, slipping his dick into my tight pussy. I stared into his eyes while riding him. He slapped my ass and took control a few times, before lifting me up and forcing me on all fours on the ground so he could fuck me from behind.

After he released his load inside of me, he told me how that was worth the wait and invited me to stay the night, which I agreed to of course.
We basically stayed up all night fucking - in the kitchen, in the bathroom, in his bed, even on the patio which was my favorite. As much as I didn’t want to leave in the morning I knew I had to. We both agreed that we couldn’t tell anyone, but we wanted to keep meeting up. So I’ll be spending this weekend with him at his condo.

I never expected a 55 year old man, much less my stepdad, would be able to fuck me better than any guy I’ve been with at my age. It makes me so horny to think about what happened and how taboo it was, even though we aren’t related by blood. I wish I could talk about it to my friends but I know they’d be disgusted and wouldn’t understand.

The Molester On The Train (Part 1)

This is a continuation of my previous post mentioning that I like perverted old men.

A little bit of backstory..

This story happened early-mid 2017 when I was in high-school. I'm 165cm tall (around 5'5) now, but I was 163cm (around 5'4) at the time. I have a slim build as well so I look pretty small. I mentioned in the previous post that I prefer wearing short skirts and this applied to my school uniform too. My school skirt was already quite short compared to some of the other girls in my school, and I wore them higher so that it would look even shorter and show off more of my legs.

School typically finishes at 3pm, but I have extracurricular activities after school and even on the days I didn't I would just spend that time doing other things. This was so that I could take the train home during peak hours where it was packed with people. I enjoyed packed train rides as it was hot and stuffy and I was standing close to a lot of other people (typically older men). Full trains also meant that men would be more willing to grope me (from my experience anyway). As a short girl, these men usually stood over me and I could feel their breathing from behind me.

One day, I was riding the train home as usual until I felt my skirt swaying. It wasn't long until a hand was on my brushing against my ass. After a little while, his hands began groping my butt and stroking my leg. It was an older man touching me. I could sort of guess who it was as I remember standing directly in front of an old man but you never know in a packed train. His hands felt rough and wrinkly when touching me which also helped in confirming that.

I usually just let them touch me as they please for a little bit before I start putting up a little bit of resistance (although not very much to be honest). I did this so that they wouldn't be afraid and stop touching me. That would ruin the fun for both of us. I would try to cover myself by pulling my skirt over my butt. I like the thought of being touched against my will and I'm sure many of the men who touched me also felt this way, so a little bit of resistance was always thrilling, especially when trying to avoid being caught. After some resistance, the man began touch my other areas, groping my breasts. He would stop touching me between stations, but during the longer ride he finally put his hand into my panties and began fingering me whilst his other hand groped my breasts from under my shirt.

The man was stuck to me like glue, and I felt something hard on my butt which I presumed was his cock. I hadn't realized when he had taken it out. He continued fingering and groping me for a while longer while I tried stopping him with my feeble attempts. The only thoughts in my head at that time were that it felt good and if he was going to r**e me right on the spot.

He didn't. His cock didn't enter me but he came from behind me. I could feel his hot cum as it dripped down my left. Afterwards I left without looking back as my heart was beating really fast and I was rushing toward to restroom to clean up.

I need to point out that m****ters usually aren't that bold and it normally ends with a little groping, but it wasn't like it never happened. What happened after was the more unusual part.

If people have read up to here and are still interested I'll add the next part as I don't want to write too much in one post.

4 Wealthy Middle Aged Men.

After highschool I worked as a waitress for a handful of years at a Chiles in the Chicagoland area. I quickly learned tips were better when I wear a pushup bra, low cut shirt, and make sure to bend over and put on a bit of a show. One day I waited on particular a group of 4 middle aged men and I could feel them checking me out every time I was out in the dining room. Aside from staring at me, they never made any lude remarks (atleast to my face), and overall seemed like respectful gentlemen.

I was estatic when I saw the tip, as between the 4 of them they had tipped 1,300$ for about 80$ of food and drinks. The recipt also had a note saying "This is only part of the tip. If you want the rest call (Phone Number)" I ended up sending a text to that number and they asked if I was free to meet at a nearby hotel bar when I got off work. I agreed and at this point I knew it was going to be something sexual but the potential payday was still too tempting and after my shift, I made my way for the hotel. I texted a friend to let her know where I was going and that I planned to meet a guy I met on Tinder. I also sent her the phone number of the guy and asked her to call and check in on me in an hour or so to 'get me out of the date if it was going poorly.' I didnt tell her the truth, that if the price was right, I was probably going to be playing with the cocks of 4, mediocre looking, middle aged men.

I was trying to hide my nervousness as I waked into the hotel lobby. As soon as I could see the bar, I saw the 4 men sitting and drinking around a table. They noticed me right away and waved me over to come join them. They asked if I wanted a drink, and then followed that asking if I was old enough to drink. I let them know I was 22, and they got me a margarita. They let me know that they were from out of town and here on work. They kept asking how much I liked the tip, what I would spend it on, how much that kind of money would help me, if I wanted to work as a waitress forever, ect... Then they asked how much 5000$ would help me and I said "that would pay almost 6 months of rent." They said "Well why dont you come up with us for a little bit, help take care of us old guys, and then we can help take care of your rent." I swallowed down the rest of my drink and thought about it for a breif moment, and then decided 5k was too hard to pass up.

We got up into the room and it was a pretty standard looking hotel room with a king sized bed. One of the guys grabbed the TV remote and said, "You dont mind if we put a little something on do you?" He started to search through the adult films that could be ordered and put on a porno of a couple chicks satisying some dude in a pool. They told me to get on the bed and make myself comfortable. One of the guys stood next to the bed to rub my shoulders saying he would help me relax and enjoy the video. After brefily rubbing my shoulders a bit his hands quickly passed over my back and to my side under my arms. He was starting to sneak up and rub my side boob. I was not not feeling very turned on at all at this point and more nervous than anything, but I was worried that if I resisted at all, I could forget about getting that cash. I had come this far and gave into him putting his hands anywhere he wanted.

The thought crossed my head that if I just pretended to get really into this and not waste time, I may be able to get this over with quickly. He was not working quickly still trying to gauge how I was going to react as he slowly worked his hand onto my boob. I said "Here let me help you with that" and pulled the straps of my shirt and bra off the sides of my shoulders, so it was just wrapped around my stomach with both of my boobs now hanging out. I could sense the excitement of these men and I told the guy who was now sitting next to me on the bed that "I am here to help you, let me give you a massage." He laid on the bed and I crawled between his legs and started to unfasten his pants. Once I got them down past his cock I tied my hair back and went to work. I dont know if my mind was playing tricks on me, but his cock tasted like old man. The other men had started to gather near the edge of the bed, and I could feel hands start rubbing around my pussy. Followed by thumbs sliding under my thong at my hips and pulling my pants down to my knees. Now my bare ass and pussy were up in the air as I knelt on the bed and I could start to feel fingers rubbing around a poking at my clit. All the men had started to pull their cocks out at this point and were giving themselves a nice slow stroke. A 2nd of the men laid down on the bed but his head was right near me and he told me to sit on his face. I stood up to get my pants the rest of the way off and lowered myself right onto his mouth. I could feel his tongue poking around at me as I bent down to return the favor.

I was 69'ing him for a few minutes but lost track of my surroundings for a moment because I recall being distracted by his hairy and wrinkly nut sack, when suddenly a cock plunged into my pussy. The guy I was on top of was still licking me while the first man I had sucked started to thrust his hips into me. I actually was enjoying myself a bit at this point and was surprised that the guy was still using his tongue despite a dick being in me. The 2 men I had not yet touched had gone from groping at all of my body to getting up infront of me and putting their cocks in my face. I took turns on each of them giving a few strokes in my mouth and switching between theirs and the guy that was still laying beneath me. I actually got pretty close to cumming a few times while we were in this positon, but it was all down hill from there.

Eventually the men rolled me over so that I was laying on my back, with my legs hanging off the bed. They pulled me near the corner so that they were able to access my mouth by just standing near the edge of the bed. They just kept cycling around going from jerking themselves, to fucking my pussy, or sticking their dicks in my mouth. One of the guys while thrusting his hard cock into my pussy said "I was 31 when you were born, this cock was already fucking other women before you could even talk." Another one said "you are lucky, you are getting over 200 years of dick today." (yea right... im the lucky one...) The guy pounding me quickly pulled out, slid his condom off, and sped around the bed up near my face and told me to open my mouth, spurts of cum started shooting directly into my mouth and I could taste a bitter saltiness pooling around my tongue, with more spewn across the outside of my cheek. Once he was done spraying into and around my mouth, he rubbed his dick across my face to get the last little bit of cum off him, and onto me.

The other 3 men all finished is similar fashion and by the end I my face was both sticky and slimy. They handed me a rubber band wrapped around a roll of 100's and it ended up being 6,100$. They let me take a shower and freshen up before I left. I have never done anything like that again, but if I could get paid that much, I would do it again without hesitation.

I Got My Taste In Men Early On

I got my taste for men when I was sixteen working for the summer for this old man on his farm. We lived in Iowa, a small town and every summer we had to get jobs, that summer I got a job working for this veteran of the Battle of the Bulge who owned a small farm about 15 miles out of town. I used my grandpa's old pickup to get out there, the work was a manual labor and he worked me hard for the money.

But as it is with old men like this he also liked having a sweaty boy around and he would stand and jack off while I was working. I pretended not to notice, looked the other way but I always looked back at his cock in his hand, when he was about to unload he would tell me to look at him and he would shoot into the dirt telling me it was all for me, I just had to want it and he would give it to me.

When I had to pee he would look at me and grab my cock in his hand and shake his head telling me that no girl was going to want that so I might as well just give him my ass and get it over with. When he grabbed my cock it felt good, when he showed me his cock it felt good and one afternoon he worked my pants down and told me to bend over and take it like a man. His cock felt like it was a fence post being crammed up my ass but I liked every minute of it. After that I was addicted to it, the more he fucked me the more I liked it and I learned how to hold his cock and suck on his cock and make him cum. That summer I learned how to be queer, I learned that I liked being held naked and I learned that I liked old men.

Today I am an old man, pushing 70 and what I like more than anything is getting naked with another horny old man and fucking. I spent my life with a small cock which was good because that way I focused on what I liked, a heavy set old man with a big cock, right up my ass, I can't recall ever having liked some middle life guy.