Date: Sun, 25 Apr 2010 13:29:42 -0400 (EDT)
From: hitln16@aim.com
Subject: Turning A Dad: Part 4

Turning A Dad: Part 4
By Damien James
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                I took my finger away from his dad's juicy cum filled cunt,
and slowly shoved my two fingers into Jack's mouth. He wasn't expecting it,
and tried to pull back, but I just forced my hand back further. He then
started sucking my fingers, as I pushed in a third, completely filling his
little perfect pussy mouth. He ate his dad's cunt juice, giving me more of
his spit. Before he could get into it, I pulled his head down so that he
bent over, and I could pull his pants down over his fat ass, and get my
first look at the ass uncovered.
                His body was pressed hard against the console, his elbows
bent, as I searched for the cunt. I wasn't able to see in the dark, but my
fingers were dripping wet from my cum, his dads cunt juices, and his own
mouth. Jack panted loudly, as I entered in the tip of my finger.
                "Oh my god, your finger is so big," he grunted, his head
turned toward his father, who was rubbing along the ring of his pussy,
probably wanting my cock in him so bad. But like a good bitch, he knew only
I could enter his cunt.  Mark rubbed the side of Jack's head and whispered,
"Its ok. Just take it."I finger fucked him as hard as I could, but I didn't
want to open him up more than I had too. His pussy was too nice to be
opened up for the first time with my finger. I enjoyed the perfect feel of
his warm hole along my finger sucking it up completely. I took my finger
back, and told him to sit back in his seat. I sniffed in his hole from my
fingers; it smelled like perfect sweet cunt.  We got back to the house, and
Jack looked like he was going to go to his room.  "You're sleeping in our
room," I yelled to him.  "Ok," he responded, his big ass shaking as he
walked. I knew I was going to love fucking that ass, but it would have to
wait. I told him to keep his clothes on, because I knew I couldn't wait if
I actually saw his hole.  "You're not going to fuck me?" he asked
surprised.  "No, not tonight," I said.  We got into bed, Mark undressing
quickly. He wrapped his leg around me, so his cunt was touching my
thigh. On my other side, Jack tried touching my waist, unsure of what to
do. I pushed his hand away, he would just be watching tonight. Then he sat
at the end of the bed, and I could see through the corner of my eyes that
he was undoing his pants, as I slid my big long dick inside his dad. He
tensed up, as I eyed him coldly. I pulled out mid-fuck and walked so that I
towered my big manly figure above him, my fat man cock completely hard in
his face.  "You don't have a dick anymore," I told him. He looked at me
confused. "You're only allowed to fuck me, and to me your dick doesn't
exist. From now on you're only my pussy, you got that," I continued. He
nodded and let go of his pants, his boy cock probably hurting as he watched
a real man fucking a willing cunt.  That night I fucked Mark three times,
in every position imaginable. He didn't like having his son watch him,
probably because he was such a cock whore, but there was no way for him to
get around it because of his letting Jack fuck him. But I made sure that
Jack saw he had nothing on me, even though I knew once I got my cock inside
him, he would be my total bitch as well.  The next day I had to work
late. Throughout the day, about three guys tried to get my seed inside them
but I didn't let them. I wanted to fill Mark with everything, so he would
know what he was really missing if I didn't fuck him again. When I got
home, Mark was lying on the bed like usual with his cunt waiting for me.
"The kids are asleep," he told me, thinking this somehow made me want him
more. It didn't.  "Where's Jack?" I asked seriously.  "He's in his room, he
has school tomorrow," he said, watching as I turned to find Jack. He
followed me from the room. "Come on," he said trying to take hold of my
hand, which I shook off violently. When I got to his bedroom that he shared
with Kyle, I threw the door open. The light fell into the pitch-black
room. I couldn't mistake that fat ass, on the bed to my right. The door was
open a crack, and I could tell Mark was there watching me.  Jack woke
silently, as I ripped his shorts down off his ankles. Through the small
opening of the door, I could make out enough of what I wanted to see.
"What are you doing," he asked, his hand on my head, as I lowered it
between his legs. I stretched his legs back to reveal his perfect pink cunt
hole, wet and winking at me. I lowered my mouth, and consumed his hole
completely, as he buckled loudly, pressing my mouth into him harder. I
never ate cunt before in my entire life, but his hole was perfect. I tried
to force my tongue inside, but it was too tight, I could hardly even feel
his hole.  I guess his father and Kyle watched as I undressed and lifted
Jack up around my waist. I was still on my knees, and spread my legs
further so that he would open up wide for me. I took it slow for the first
time. It wasn't because I cared if it hurt him, but because I wanted to
enjoy how tight his perfect cunt would tighten around my fat cock.  I
slowly entered, his cunt trying not to let me. He screamed loudly, gripping
my shoulders tightly as I forced my dick head inside. His cunt was perfect
and smooth. It was like his dad's virgin cunt, only better. For about
twenty minutes, I took it slow.  I wasn't even halfway inside my virgin's
cunt. We were both sweating, my burning body pressed hard against his,
forcing him to allow me in. I finally came, shooting a thick juicy load
inside his virgin cunt. My cock still hadn't gone all the way in, but with
my cum already filling him from last night, I tried to take it in further.
After I came, I sat there on his bed; his legs wrapped around me, his
perfect wet cunt within view. His dad was gone by now, but could probably
still hear our loud fucking.  "I'm sorry I couldn't take more, Dad," Jack
said feeling my chest and shoulders in his hand, while his fat ass cheeks
were spread across my lap. I thought it was odd that he was calling me dad,
but I liked it, especially because his real father was my total bitch.
"I'll open it up completely tomorrow morning," I said.  "But I have
school," Jack said, still panting breathlessly.  "Your new dad wouldn't let
you miss school, you'll just have to hold my seed inside you during your
classes," I said, feeling up his smooth sweat covered bitch body. "Now go
to sleep," I said getting up from the bed, and leaving the room. I looked
back, and saw his cunt starring at me, almost purposefully. I wanted to
stay in the room so bad, but knew I couldn't, but I would make up for it in
the morning.  Mark was lying in the bed waiting for me. He seemed bitter
about having to hear my cock go to his son. I didn't care though, and he
loosened up when I didn't push him off the bed, while I slept. He woke me
up early as I had instructed him. My cock was completely hard, pulsing
tightly, and dripping a large drop of cum.  "Are you going to fuck me," he
asked, wishing I would say yes, even though he knew the answer. The sun was
only partially out, and when I opened Jack's bedroom door, I could see the
color of his tan skin and perfect cunt still wet from our fuck. I spread
his legs, and just looked at his pussy for a few seconds, watching it
twitch and shake under my hard and firm grasp. His ass cheeks were
brilliantly hard in my fists. I didn't wait for him to wake up, but instead
started shoving my way in. He woke with a loud gasp, as I fucked inside him
harder. His cunt was lubed with my cum, so it was probably easier for
him. Soon though, it would have the hot thick load it deserved, and stuffed
all the way inside.  He panted loudly, and lifted his legs to reach under
himself. I didn't know what he was doing, but let him out of curiosity. He
placed his hand around my large hairy balls and started feeling them. It
felt good to have my balls rested in his fleshy hand. I started fucking him
harder and deeper, meanwhile all the time he panted.  As I worked my way
in, he seemed to come up with an idea of his own. He placed his boy hand
under my man balls, and began to rub my taint. It felt good, so I let him
continue. However, then I felt his hand moving lower, as he tried to open
up my man ass with his finger. I laughed loudly in his face, as I pulled
his arms up above his head.  "You think you want a real man's ass," I
whispered cruelly into his ear.  "I'm sorry, I thought you might want it,"
Jack said. I laughed again in his face. This boy had fuckin balls. I pulled
out of his cunt and stood over his body. I turned, as he sat shocked with
my ass clearly visible to him. Then I made sure I had his arms in my grasp,
as I sat my hairy man ass onto Jacks face. He didn't mind, and just opened
his mouth, revealing his boy tongue. I rode my entire asshole across his
mouth, nose, and forehead. He sniffed in the hairy ass sweat of a real man,
as I pulled his legs up to get a better looked at his wet pussy. His saliva
started dripping sloppily over my asshole. He couldn't push his tongue in
that well, so I started sitting on his nose, the tip entering my hole. Then
I thought twice about it.  "That's enough," I said, turning around and
staring at his bitch face. I got up, and turned his body so his pussy faced
me. I entered him again craving the feeling of his smooth cunt around
me. He was on his back where he belonged, as my legs helped me plunge in
deeper.  "It's so big," he yelled.  "You better fuckin take that fat cock,"
I yelled, as he nodded in agreement. We went on panting, as the sun came
out further. Mark came to the door, and looked in on us.  "Jack's got to be
in school," Mark said quietly watching his son get fucked by a real piece
of man meat. I never rushed myself, but it didn't matter because my bitch
deserved the load he was about to receive in his perfect tight hole. My
cock jammed all the way into his stomach, as he took the thrust with a loud
breath, yelling as I pounded his sweet, little, and wet cunt. Then load
after load of freshly made cum shoot deep inside of him, filling him
completely. His mouth open wide, and his head fell back, as his body
struggled to contain the invasion of so much cum.  I fell back to the bed,
my tensing cum shots ended. I gripped his sweaty head and pressed it into
my chest, as I felt his cunt from behind him, completely filled and gushing
onto the sheets.  He looked up at me in amazement and said, "I get it
now". He continued, "I know why you're a real man, I can't imagine living
without you filling me up now". I laughed in his face, and shoved my
fingers into his mouth, and finger fucked him, as Mark watched us worried.
"Go to school," I said to him, slapping his fat ass hard, as he got out of
bed. I loved watching my bitch walk knocked up with my seed inside his fat
ass. I lay there in his bed, and Mark came in next to me and asked me if I
would ever fuck him again. I told him to shut the fuck up, and that I
would. With that he asked if he could touch my cock, and with permission
took an already cunt tainted drop of warm cum and placed it on his cunt. I
yelled for him to get the fuck in the kitchen to make me food.
                (Preview to Chapter 5)
                I was surprised to find out that Jack played football. Not
because he couldn't with his strong muscular legs and shoulders, but
because he never told me. Mark wanted to go watch him, but I told him to
take his whore ass to the bedroom and wait for my cock like a good whore. I
knew Jack wouldn't want a bitch dad at his games. Jack didn't even call him
dad anymore, I was his father now.
                It was neat watching him play, knowing once I got him home
I'd have that big ass in my hands twitching at my hard touch. I could tell
the coach was watching me, when Jack came up to talk to me after the
game. He stared me down intently, as if he knew something. I stared back at
the big fuck, letting him know what a man I was. I knew one of the players,
the quarterback, was his son. Jack told me he kept asking why his father
never showed up, and that he seemed strange about it.
                "Well keep your whore mouth shut," I said mushing his face
under my hard hand.
                "I know Dad. I swear I didn't say anything?" he said
panting in desperation.
                "Just shut the fuck up, and go get your shit. I don't want
you taking a shower either, just get your shit and leave or I'll go fuck
your dad". He looked at me obviously upset.
                "He's not my dad," Jack said. "You're going to fuck me
tonight, right?"
                "If you hurry the fuck up," I said. At that point, he
hurried his muscular football uniformed body across the field to the
school. I noticed the coach waiting and eyeing me, but decided to go to my
car to wait for Jack.
                After about 5 minutes, I looked up to the sound of a knock
on my car window, and there was the big manly coach staring back at me his
nostrils flared.
                "Where's Mark?" he asked. "I'm Coach Keller," he said
placing his hand out to shake. I took firm grasp of his hand, and looked
directly in his eyes.
                "He's busy," I said, leaving it at that.
                "Well, who are you?" he asked.
                "I'm his brother, Jack's uncle," I retorted.
                "Hmm, Mark's brother huh," he said grinning devilishly, "I
saw you dropping Jack off to school the other day. You know I like to keep
an eye on my boys. And I noticed you doing something to him with your hand,
and then him pulling his pants up when he got out of the car," he smiled
down at me.
                "I don't know what the fuck your saying," I growled at him.
                "I'm not trying to catch you at something. We're both men,
can't we have a conversation about your nephew," the Coach asked.  As his
wedding ringed finger wandered across the hood of my car, I realized that
he wanted something.