EroticReverie

*commissioned*

"Hello Abigail" I heard his voice, with that playful little tone to it, as I walked into my boyfriends house after school. 

Normally I catch a ride home with him, but had cheerleading practice after school today, so instead I got dropped off by one of my teammates. 

But the voice wasn't my boyfriend Brett, it was his father's Mr. Brant Jacobs. Who I hadn't seen since Friday night when he fingered me while Brett and his mom Celia were passed out during the movie we were all watching. 

"Oh,..." I say pausing with my backpack. "Sorry, I..um..I would have knocked..." I say watching him walk over to me. He must've just come home, because he looks dirty, sweaty......hot. I swallow hard. 

"B-Brett told me to just come in" I say as he walks closer, closer, closer, until he reaches out and takes my bag, setting it on the floor. I gulp.

"You look pretty today." he says, lifting his hand up using the back of his fingers to brush my pony tail, and loose curls behind my shoulder. 

"thank you" I say , looking down, nervously. 

"Is um....is Brett here?" I ask. 

"Mhm" he answers  as his rough hand slides down over my cheer top, stopping, cupping my breast.

"He's upstairs....pretty sure he's sleeping" he says and grabs my breast, backing me into the wall. I gasp and blink up at him. 

"Mr. Jacobs I-" I start to say but he looks at me, and I lose my thought, thinking of Friday night, when he had his fingers buried in my cunt. 

"We should let him get his rest...don't you think?" He asks , his hand trailing down my top, my breath hitches as he peels the bottom of my cheer top up. I say nothing, letting my boyfriends father expose my sports bra. 

"Mr. Jacobs.." I say, but he keeps lifting, lifting until I raise my arms and let him remove my top. I swallow hard. 

"Wh-where's your wife" I say looking around the house. 

"Store." he answers as he cups my tits in my sports bra and passes his thumbs over where my nipples are beneath it, and he pushes his thumbs in, then back and forth over them, till he can feel them start to pebble. 

I gasp, and bite my lower lip, and I can't deny his touch feels good, but I know he shouldn't be touching me. He's married and..

"I'm dating your son." I say. 

"Yes." he gives a slight grin. "You are." he says and his voice goes lower. 

His hands slide up to the top of my sports bra, and I gasp when he pulls it down hard, making my tits bounce out. He groans. 

"And my son's a lucky fucking bastard" he says and as I open my mouth to say something, Mr. Jacobs is already lowering his head, and his tongue grazes my nipple. I whisper his name. 

"Mr. Jacobs, I can't...we- we can't" I say, but my hand is in his hair , grabbing it as he sucks my nipple into his mouth hard. 

"Looks to me like we can" he groans and sucks my nipple back into his mouth. 

"Shit" I close my eyes, leaning my head against the wall as his hands reach down to my legs, sliding up the outside of my thighs, and up my pleated cheer skirt, they trail slowly, teasingly making me shiver with anticipation as he moves to my other breast, licking, sucking, tugging at my nipple with his mouth. 

"Such nice little tits Abigail" he groans. "but they aren't little at all are they" he groans and bites my nipple and I whimper. 

His hands halt at my hips. 

"Where are you panties?" he cocks a brow as he stands back up, leaving my wet nipples yearning for more of his mouth. 

"I- I took them off" I answer.

He grins. "Why?"

"Brett likes when I don't wear any." I answer honestly. 

"Hmmm" he groans his hands slides from my bare hips to my bare ass. I gasp when he pushes into me, his arousal digging into my cunt. I gasp.

"I have to say, I agree with my son..." he says, looking down, and grinds his hips into my bare cunt as he grips my ass, and hitches one leg up over his hip. 

"I much prefer you without your panties." he says. 

He looks to my tits and grins. 

"I also prefer you with your precious little tits out like that" he groans. 

I swallow hard and i gasp when he pulls my ass from the wall slightly and starts to thrust against me, his rock hard bulge in his jeans creating the sweetest fucking friction against my horny, unfaithful cunt. 

"Does my son fuck your little pussy for you?" he groans. 

I gasp in pleasure at his filthy words. I nod and bite my lip looking up at him. 

"Do you suck his cock?" he asks and I nod. 

"Mmmm, I bet that pretty mouth looks good around a dick." he licks his lips. 

I pant as he lifts his hand, dropping my leg , I whimper as his fingers push over my mouth, and I part my lips as he slides two fingers into my mouth over my tongue. I can taste the salt of his fingers as they push into my mouth. Into my throat. I choke and he grins, he slides them back out slowly, then back into my mouth and into my throat. I gag and he licks his lips. 

"Do you let him cum in your mouth Abigail?" he asks, and for some reason it's so hot to hear him use my name and not call me Abby like everyone else does. 

I nod. 

"Mmmm, he found himself a good girl..." he groans and I whimper, my cunt dripping between my fucking legs as my boyfriends father fucks my mouth with his fingers. 

"What about your face? Does he ever cum on that pretty face?" he groans sliding his fingers out, making me gasp. I shake my head and he frowns. 

"Why not?" he cocks his head to the side, his thumb brushing over my lower lip, tugging it down a little before it bounces back into place as his thumb dips down over my chin and down the center of my neck, to the tiny little dip between my collar bones. 

I shrug. "He never asked to." I say and lick my lips, as I look at him, but his eyes are on his thumb as it strokes my neck up up down. His eyes slip up to my mouth, and then to my eyes. 

"If he asked to , would you let him?" he asks, his mouth lowering to mine, brushing just barely against my lips. 

"Yes" I answer quietly. 

"I think I might have to beat him to it." Mr. Jacobs says, his thumb swipes my neck once more before his hand moves to my shoulder and gently presses down, then more firmly. 

"Show me how you suck my son's cock Abigail." he says and my heart pounds in my chest at how utterly wrong this is, but, I get to my knees, tits out as he reaches to his belt, undoes it, the buckle jangling, my favorite sound, but usually it's coming from his son, or someone my own age. 

I grab my tits as I watch him unzip, and he grins, groaning as I grab myself. 

"Good girl, play with those nice fucking tits" he says and I gasp when his hard cock bounces up almost slapping his navel, before it bobs back down slightly, almost hanging from it's fucking size. 

"Jesus!" I say actually moving back. He laughs. 

"Bigger than Brett's?" he asks. I nod.

His son isn't lacking what so ever, but Mr. Brant Jacobs, has the kind of cock that seems impossible to suck, impossible to fuck. He's hung like a fucking horse and it reminds me of the monster cock porn videos of girls like me, getting stretched open by ungodly sized cocks, only to have their cunts and assholes gaping by the time the guy is done with them. 

"Don't be shy." he groans, grabbing his cock. "Let's see how much you can fit in your mouth" he says and I lick my lips looking at it as he strokes and I nod , placing my hands on his thighs, holding them lightly as I bring my open mouth forward and he lowers the head of his cock against my lips and I wrap my mouth around his crown. I let out an automatic moan at how his smooth head feels on my tongue as I push my lips further, further, and I barely have half of him in my mouth before it's too much. 

"Mmm, not bad...but I think you can take more than that Abigail...be a good girl now..and really try for me" he says and I moan and suck his cock at the crown, I pull back and spit and he groans. 

"Get it nice and wet baby, that's it." he says as I wrap my mouth back around him and suck, bobbing my head, taking only a portion of his massive cock, before I try to fit more of him in my mouth. I moan when I barely get more than last time, and I know i'll never fit him all in, he's too fucking thick, too long. Jesus christ, sucking him off is making  my cunt drip and I wonder if I'm dripping on their hardwood floors. 

"Yeaaah" he grunts and groans as I keep sucking, wondering if my boyfriend will catch me with his fathers cock in my mouth. I moan, slurping, sucking and fucking his cock with my mouth, loving the impossible challenge of his cock. 

I grip his thighs harder once he grabs my pony tail at the base, gripping it in his fist as he pulls my head back and makes me gasp when his cock pops from my mouth. 

"It's so big" I lick my wet lips and he groans.

He leans down grinning , still pulling my ponytail back as he grins, right in my face.

"You suck cock like a little whore" he says and I grin devilishly as he smirks. 

"I bet Brett and boys your age just love fucking this pretty little mouth of yours don't they?" he asks. 

"Yess" I groan when he pulls my hair back further extended my neck, his tongue takes a swipe my open panting my mouth, teasing me. 

"How many cocks have you sucked Abigail?" he asks. 

I think for a moment, grinning and laughing slightly as he grins. 

"You have to think about it?" he cocks a brow. 

"15" I answer. 

"Mmmmm" he groans. 

"How many have had their cocks inside your pussy?" he groans at the thought of it. 

"Twelve" I answer. 

"Is my dick the biggest you've had so far?" he asks. 

I nod and he grins. 

"You going to let me destroy your little pussy?" he whispers and I nod and he grins, letting go of my ponytail finally. 

"I'm not through with your mouth yet..." he says and grabs my head with both hands, my mouth open just in time for him to shove his fucking horse cock into my mouth, I moan and he groans as he fucks my mouth, my lips stretching around his thick cock , my wet mouth taking as much of his cock as it can. 

"God,,, I want to fucking shove my cock down your throat, till you cant fucking breathe" he grits his teeth, he jaw clenching. My loud mouth, gagging and choking as he tries, and feel him grab my pony tail again.

"I always wanted a hot little cheerleader to suck my fucking cock" he groans. 

"You hot little sluts....in those short little skirts....making all the dicks in the stadium hard...all the fathers, that should be watching their sons play....instead they're watching you and those other little sluts in those tiny little skirts, hoping to catch a glimpse of those tight little shorts that hug your young little teenage cunts so damn tight" he groans. 

I moan loudly on his cock. 

"all the mothers, knowing their husbands are probably wishing to fuck the tight young pussies on the fucking field." he groans and I moan grabbing his thighs harder. 

"you're a bad, bad girl Abigail" he snarls and I moan, nodding. 

He yanks my ponytail back.

"Yess" I hiss and he grabs his cock in his other hand and strokes it. 

"Do you know what bad bad girls get?" he groans. 

I lick my lips and grin slightly, and so does he. 

"cum on their face?" I ask playfully.

He grins and groans. 

"They sure do."  he says. 

"Now let me hear for you beg for it" he whispers.

"Beg me to cum all over your face and those little tits" he groans as I look up at him, grabbing my tits pushing them together as I squeeze them. 

"Cum on my face Mr. Jacobs....cum on me...show me what a little slut I am..." I say and he groans stroking his cock, his fist pumping it. I play with my tits as I grin up at him.

"Cum on my face, right now....do it...cover my face and tits with your hot fucking cum...I want it all over" I whine, because I do, it's true. I feel my cunt ache with need to be decorated like that slut I am. 

"I'm such a little slut" I moan , licking my lips and then biting my lower and he groans, getting so close. 

"I've never sucked one of my boyfriends fathers cocks before....." I moan. "I fucking love it...i love the way you made my pussy cum the other night....with Brett right there....your wife right there.....so dirty Mr. Jacobs..." I moan and he busts, his cum hitting my face, and I moan, closing my eyes, feeling another shot up over my face and then another hit my neck, and then more on my chest. Warm splatters of my boyfriends fathers cum coating my face and tits and I rub his cum into my tits as I open my mouth, opening my eyes when he shoves his cock into my mouth. I suck him hungrily, tasting his cum in my mouth as the last drops spurt from his tip and I suck him dry. Moaning, with his cum dripping down my face, as I still massage the other half of his load into my tits. 

"ohhhh, you perfect fucking slut" he groans , looking down at me, his jaw clenched as I suck his cock and my lips sucks the head of his cock, milking the last of his cum from his cock. 

"Shit.....fuck" he groans as he pulls back, panting heavily. He turns and lifts his forearm to the wall, bracing himself, he leans his head against it, taking a moment as he curses. 

"Fuck" he groans as I get up from the floor. He breathes heavily and I giggle, swiping my thumb over my mouth ,as he looks at me I cock my brow. 

He grins and turns, looking at my tits, hanging out of my sports bra, and nods over his shoulder. 

"Go clean yourself up little girl" he smirks. 

I grab my top from the floor and roll my eyes playfully. "Yes sir."