The one night full of moans with Kennedy happened again and again and again until we decided to be each other’s regular fuck buddies. There were times that he would fingerfuck me during class, and after that, I’d give him a head in the men’s comfort room. 

I actually felt good and enjoyed doing it with him. He has a huge dick and is also a good fucker. So the two weeks that we have been fucking each other satisfied my lust. 

I slowly rose from his bed and took my oversized white shirt under the bed before wearing it. A smirk escaped from my lips as I watched him peacefully sleep. 

We are in their house right now, and as usual, we fucked each other again. It’s already past midnight, but I couldn’t get myself to sleep, so I decided to get myself a milk down in their kitchen. 

All the lights have been turned off, and I know that we are the only people here tonight aside from their househelps, so I don’t take time wearing my underwear anymore. 

According to Kennedy, his parents are out for the whole week, and they are yet to come home next week, so we are free to do everything we want here. 

He is a nice guy, and I can say that I like him. He’s different from the other guys I fucked before, who are assholes and fuckers. He knows how to value one’s dignity and respect. If only I don't provoke him to do lustful things in public places, for sure I’d see him as a saint. 

Shaking my head, I opened the fridge and looked for some milk that I wanted to drink. I took a box of one that I liked.

I walked to get myself a glass, but I noticed that I couldn’t reach it myself. So I sighed and took the small wooden chair beside me, and I stepped on it, trying to get the glass for me. 

But before I could reach it, a low, deep voice growled behind me. 

“I’ll get one for you.”

I startled and got scared a little. Looking behind my back where the voice came from, I realized that it was Kennedy’s father, the principal of our school.

I gulped as I watched him walk toward me. He sharply eyed me as he used his tallness to reach and get a glass for me. 

“T-Thank you,” my voice cracked a bit as I accepted the glass. 

He is still in front of me, looking so massive and hot. Yes, he is so fucking hot. He’s just topless, so I am free to watch his fucking perfect body. There are some sweats on his chest that even made him hotter. 

“I didn’t know you’re here, sir. Kennedy told me that his parents are out for the whole week,” I croaked. 

I feel like I needed to explain why I am here, but of course I cannot just say that I am here because his son fucked me hard and rough earlier. 

He raised an eyebrow and did not speak. He got another glass before taking his back at me, giving me a clear view of his back body. 

Damn.

I followed him right to the fridge, and without hesitation, I took the milk beside him and poured it on my glass. He was watching me as I did it, and so I offered it to him after, thinking that he also wants it. 

And I’m right, though. He accepted it and poured his glass a half of milk.

“It’s already midnight. You should be sleeping right now,” he said as he looked at me.

“I would want to, but something is keeping me awake, sir.” 

I tasted the milk without removing my glare on him. I can say that I’m starting to flirt with him. Do I want to fuck him? Of course. I have always dreamt of fucking some old man, specifically him. And now that I think I have a chance to do so, I will do everything I can so that he will fuck me.

“How about you, sir? Your son told me that you’re out of town.”

“I had to be home because I needed to fix some problems at the university.” 

Oh, well. I wonder if he knows I’m studying at the same school he is the principal at? Probably not. The school is so huge that for sure he wouldn’t hear my name even a bit. 

“And please spare the'sir’. We’re not in the school, and so you don’t have to call me by it.” 

Should I call him Daddy, then? 

Thinking that I would be calling him Daddy makes my pussy wet, especially since I’m wearing nothing under my shirt! I’m completely naked under it, and I am here talking casually at my fuckbuddie’s father. 

I can feel something in between my legs, so I decided to take a seat on the stool bar behind me. My throat ran dry as his dark eyes followed my movements. I was about to sip on my glass of milk when it accidentally slipped from my hand and the milk poured on my shirt! Making my peaks visible. 

I screamed a little because of the coldness of the milk. Dave, Kennedy’s father, immediately went to me and gave me a handkerchief. 

I took it from his hand and quickly wiped my shirt. 

My eyes turned to him when he started to walk away. At first, I thought he’s going to leave now, but then I saw him take the shirt right on the table.

“Wear my shirt first. The milk is cold, and your shirt is wet. You’ll be sick if you continue wearing that,” he said, offering me his black shirt. 

Fuck. His hands are full of veins and it seems so hard. I wanted to touch his muscles, but I refrained myself from doing so. I need to behave… at least for a while. 

I walked down the stool bar then removed my white shirt, not caring if he would see me naked. I smirked in my mind when I saw his eyes darkened.

I am completely naked in front of him and I felt so exposed but damn it only makes me horny.

I acted like it did not matter to me at all and was about to wear the shirt he gave me, but I got halted when he took my hands and pushed me on the stool bar. 

“You’re seducing me, aren’t you? ”He asked dangerously. 

Instead of acting like I don’t, I smirked and nodded my head at him. 

“I want to have sex with you, sir. My pussy is craving your touch and cock. It calls you.” 

I then sat on the stool bar, and I felt its coldness touch my butt. Slowly, I opened my legs for him to see how wet my pussy is right now. 

His eyes fell on it, and I felt his grip on me tighten so much that I felt like he’s going to break my bone.

“You’re such a slut. I’m sure you’re fucking my son, and yet here you are, seducing his father and also willing to be fucked by him.”

Instead of getting insulted by what he said, it added to my burning wet pussy.

“Your son’s cock is not enough, sir. I need you to fuck me. Fuck me with your own cock.” I licked my lower lip and looked at him seductively. 

He gripped my hair and then claimed my lips. I felt him biting my lips over and over again, to the point that I can now feel the taste of metal in my mouth. His mouth fell on my chest, and he sucked it both like a lion, so angry at his prey. His eyes are burning, and I anticipated all of his touches, even if they were harsh and rough. All the more I want it. 

He had just finished on my chest when he pulled me into his body and then claimed my lips again. A moan escaped from my mouth when he lifted me up and slapped my butt five times. 

“Stand still and put your right leg on my shoulder. I want to taste the pussy my son is fucking.” 

Shit. I breathed heavily and did what he asked me to. I stood still even if my legs were wobbling. He kneeled down in front of me, and I immediately put my right leg on his shoulder, serving my wet pussy on his face.

His eyes stayed on it, as if he were examining it. Then his fingers slowly traced it. One flick of his tongue, and my eyes rolled over for feeling the heaven already. 

My head was facing the ceiling as he eat me. I looked down on him when I felt something cold on my wetness, then I saw him pouring milk on it, and his tongue clutched my womanhood thoroughly. Three fingers and one tongue fucking me are already enough for me to reach heaven. 

I haven’t gotten enough strength yet when he says,

“Kneel and suck my cock. Show me how good you are at sucking a dick! "

Even though I’m still recovering from my release, the anticipation to suck his cock helped me to it. I kneeled then pulled down his boxer shorts, which is why his huge, hard cock slapped my face. 

It smells so fucking good!

“Touch it, bitch.”

He grabbed my hair and took a grip on it. 

I looked at him in the eye as I stroked his cock. 

“It’s so huge, sir,” I said, smirking. “more than your son’s cock.”

His jaw ticked, and before he could speak, his cock was already inside my mouth. I tried to deep throat him, but I can’t. He’s so fucking huge that I can’t deep throat him! I can easily suck his son’s cock wholly. But to Dave, it’s hard. 

As I tried again, I was shocked when Dave stopped my head. He held my hair so tightly before he fucked my mouth so hard continuously. My eyes started to tear up, but it seems like he does not care.

I finally got to breathe when he stopped, but only to bend me over. He locked my right leg on his hand, and then I felt the tip of his cock on my pussy. 

“Fuck me, Dave! Fuck me, please! "I almost cried out of lust and anticipation. 

I felt his lips on my neck. “I’ll fuck you hard. Harder than my son did to you.”

Then he thrust himself inside of me, and I felt so fucking full! We both moaned because of it. He grabbed my boobs, then gripped it so hard that I found myself moaning because of the mixture of pain and pleasure. 

After pounding me in a dog style, he then lifted me again and laid my body on the table. Half of my body was lying on it, and the other half is not. Without warning, he entered me and fucked me hard. He poured milk all over my body, and his tongue graced on it. He then claimed my lips, conquering my tongue as if showing me that he owned me. 

He choked my neck as he pounded me continuously. He did not stop even for a second. Both of us are moaning, and we do not care anymore if someone hears us. 

My legs trembled when I reached heaven for the second time. 

“Damn! So fucking tight and juicy! "Dave cried out of his moans. “I’m cumming fuck! Kneel! ”

He removed his cock inside me, and I immediately kneeled in front of him. He stroked his cock two times, then his semen exploded right on my face. It pulsated seven times that my face and my body are covered of his semen. 

“Fucking good! Clean my cock with your tongue, slut.” 

And I did. I licked all his semen on his cock, looking him in the eye as I did that.

Fuck. I never thought fucking a man twice my age was so fucking good.