Cole
I’m on my back, hands behind my head as if I’m just lounging casually. But I’m not lounging, Brooklyn is ontop of me riding me slowly, and her body looks so fucking good. The way her tits bounce, her face twists with pleasure, the way her hips move.
Maybe I was a bit fucked up for the little fantasy of her taking not just me, but my sons too. I liked knowing out of her choice of any of us, she’s chosen me. Wanted me. Belonged to me.
They started blasting music when they heard us fucking when they got home. Pretending they didn’t want to hear the sound of Brooklyns little screams and cries or the pounding of the headboard and squeak of the mattress. And I’m sure it only has to do with the fact they don’t want to hear their father fuck. And I should care a bit more than I currently do about keeping it down. But they were adults. They knew their father was a fucking man with needs. And they now knew the hot young neighbor they’d both wanted to sink their cocks into, belonged to me.
“Fuck, I love your dick” she whimpers and I smile as she takes her time, slipping her wet cunt up and down my cock. I couldn’t wait for everyone to know she was mine. That I was fucking this beautiful fucking woman.
“Yeah baby?” I ask as I just watch her, not moving other than the involuntary thrust of my hips here and there when she comes down real fucking good on it.
“Uh huh” she moans and nods and her hair spills over her shoulder and she whips it back and throws her head back as she grabs her tits and rocks her hips.
She fucked like a little porn star and I couldn’t believe of lucky I was that I’d landed her. Mine. All fucking mine. And , she wanted more than my dick. She wanted me , wanted to have my fucking children. And I was going to give them to her. I was going to give her everything.
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We pass out , naked and a mess. I wake up to the creak of my door with her returning in one of my t shirts.
“Where’d you go?” I groan and she shuts the door softly.
“Bathroom” she says and walks over to the bed and crawls onto it , both of us laying over the covers because we’d been to lazy to change the sheets which were covered in cum and sweat. She snuggled up to me and drapes her arm and leg over me as she lays her head on my shoulder. Fuck it felt good holding her. I didn’t realize how much I’d missed the simple things. Though with my ex wife, she never felt this good in my arms. I thought I’d been in love. And I was. I really was. But not like this. Brooklyn makes love feel different, and I know she’s changing my life by letting me be her man, by letting me love her. Because I don’t think I could love harder than I do right now. She was a fucking gift. One I know I deserved. And I would continue to deserve someone as perfect as her.
“Your dick is getting hard” she says and I huff a laugh.
“Yeah. Kind of the side effect of you being in my tshirt, in my arms, in our bed” I say and she hums.
“Our bed. I love the way that sounds.” She sighs and yawns and I stroke her hair.
“Good. Because you’re never going to have enough your own bed ever again. This is your bed now.” I tell her.
“Mhm, I know boss” she says and I laugh softly and kiss the top of her head.
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In the morning she cooks breakfast. For all of us. Kyle and Greyson are making disgusted faces as I kiss Brooklyn before we all sit at the table.
“Thank god we don’t live here all the time, you two bone loud as fuck.” Kyle says and I glare at him and Greyson laughs and agrees.
“Yeah dad. Who knew an old man could last that long” Greyson adds and I growl and Brooklyn blushes.
“Shut the fuck up” Brooklyn says and the boys eyes pop wide and my mouth hangs open
“What? You think I’m gonna talk to you like your mommy?” She teases them and the boys break into laughs. She picks up a napkin and balls it up and tosses it at Kyle’s face and then we’re all laughing.
“Shut your faces and eat” she says and their laughter fades slightly.
“Yes mommy” Kyle says.
“Whatever you say mommy Brooklyn” Greyson chimes in and she balls up my napkin and tosses it at Greyson and my sons are both laughing as I shake my head.
“Seriously though. Can we get some warning or something? A sock on the front door?” Kyle says and Brooklyn laughs and I roll my eyes and shake my head.
“You’re big boys. Just assume we’ll always be having sex” Brooklyn says and I choke on my coffee.
“What?” She shrugs. “There’s nothing wrong with a healthy sex life.”
“That shit didn’t sound healthy. we thought you were dying” Kyle says and I grumble and rub a hand over my face and Brooklyn shrugs.
“Maybe one day you’ll know what it’s like to make a woman scream” Brooklyn tosses back and I curse under my breath.
I suppose her bantering with them like she was their friend , and not trying to act like a mother figure was less weird. But it was still fucking weird. But this would be my life now. I was the one who went and fell for a girl my son’s age.
“Doubtful” Greyson says and Brooklyn snickers and high fives him across the table.
“Oh please I can make girls scream” Kyle says.
“Okay. Enough” I say and shake my head.
“What? We have to hear your sex life but can’t even talk about ours? Double standard dad.” Kyle huffs and I groan and pinch the bridge of my nose.
“Point made. Eat your fucking food” I say and the boys laugh as Brooklyn just smiles and sips her orange juice and then we all go on to have a semi normal breakfast.
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The boys are outside doing yard work and Brooklyn and I are “quietly” having sex in hall upstairs. We tried to make it to the bedroom. But failed.
“Wrong room” she pants as I grab her ass and carry her in my dick into Kyle’s room and drop her on his bed.
“Right room” I say as I lean over and kiss her. My hips moving slowly and her back arches as I thrust.
“Youre fucked up Cole” she moans as I thrust faster.
“Yeah baby, but you’re getting even more wet, aren’t you?”
“Close your eyes, pretend it’s Kyle inside you” I whisper and she curses and grabs my ass.
“Don’t. Want. To” she moans.
“Do it baby” I groan.
She whimpers and her head goes back and her eyes close.
“Say his name” I groan.
“Cole” she moans.
“Say his name for me Brooklyn, pretend my son is fucking you” I groan and go harder and she cries out.
“Shit” she curses and her nails dig into my ass as she bucks against me.
“This is so fucked up” she moans.
“Say it” I groan.
“Kyle” she breathes.
I groan deeply and not sure why this is fucking turning me on so much.
“Yeah, say it again” I groan.
“Kyle” she breathes.
“Fuck” she moans. “Kyle” she whines his name and her body writhes and her pussy clenches.
“Kyle” she repeats. I’m about to fucking bust.
“Fuck me Kyle” she moans and I groan and bite her neck and she hisses.
“Keep going” I growl in her ear.
“Tell him to fuck his step mommy’s cunt” I grunt.
“Fuck Cole” she whines.
“Say it, you know it’s making you hot baby, fuckin say it” I groan.
“Fuck, my pussy , fuck your step mommy’s cunt” she pants and I groan and go harder and she squeals and her legs wrap around me tightly and I rut into her and she gasps and moans.
“Yes, fuck my pussy, I know you need mommy’s pussy” she moans and I groan loudly. Fucking cumming. Losing control and spilling into her. She hums as I slow and her hands stroke my back.
“Your little fantasies are dirty Cole” she says and I nod with my head lowered near her neck.
“You just fucked me in your son’s bed” she says.
“While you were calling his name” I say with a smirk and kiss her neck.
“Take me to our bed before your sons catch us desecrating this room” she says and I laugh.
“Not sure they’d mind too much. They’d love to catch sight of your tits and pretty cunt” I say and bite her neck and groan as my cock remains impossibly hard to
“Greyson needs his step mother’s pussy too” I whisper.
“Jesus Cole” she whimpers.
“Cmon, let’s go play pretend in his room” I groan. Not sure what the fuck has come over me.
“Can’t we, do this when they aren’t here?” She asks and I hum. I lift my face.
“Is it bothering you?” I ask.
She shrugs. “A little, I don’t…it’s confusing.” She sighs and I slide out of her. Help her up. We grab her clothes and mine from the hall and finish the conversation in my room.
“How is it confusing?” I ask as I kiss her for head as we lay in bed together.
“You don’t…really want them to fuck me, right? You’re not going to make some kind of…family shared whore are you?” She asks and I lift my head and grab her chin.
“You think I’d let anyone fucking touch you?” I ask.
She shrugs. “I don’t know, there’s truth to every fantasy”
“I will never want that. I will never want you fucking my sons Brooklyn. It’s strictly just talk. I thought you enjoyed it the other night. So I was taking it a little further.” I say and she chews her lip.
“The thought of you fucking anyone else makes me sick.” She says.
“So I guess you lifting me with someone else, …makes me think you don’t love me as much as I love you” she says.
“Shit Brooklyn. No.” I shake my head.
“I’m sorry. I’ll never do that again. I won’t ever bring it up again, I promise.” I say and kiss her.
“Promise you love me as much as I love you” she says and I nod.
“I promise” I say and kiss her again softly.
“It’s not that it wasn’t hot…but…maybe just…not an everyday fantasy , is that okay?” She asks and I smile and nod.
“Yeah baby” I say and she pulls my mouth back to hers.
“I don’t like picturing anyone else but you” she says and I groan. She kisses me sweetly as she holds my face.
“Okay baby” I say and kiss her back.
“But, you can fuck me In Greyson bed when they go back to their moms, if you really want to” she says and I groan and kiss her harder. Not because of the promise of what she just said but because she was so easily compromising with me.
“I only want to do what turns us BOTH on”
“It’s not that it doesn’t turn me on, it’s bad and wrong and hot for that reason, I just…not when they’re here, okay?” She asks.
I nod again.
“Of course baby” I say and kiss her.
She bites her lip and looks at me, stroking my cheeks.
“Make out with me” she exhales and I smile and nod.
“That. I can fucking do” I say.