I’m home for the summer after finishing my junior year in college. My best friend, Chloe, and I grabbed dinner and drinks last night to celebrate her landing a great new job. I managed to forget a few things at her house. So this morning I texted Chloe to ask if I could swing by and grab my stuff. She’s out, but let her dad know I’d be coming by. He said he’s home all day, so stop by whenever. 

I rap on the glass of the storm door and open it as I call for Grant, Chloe’s dad, giving him a heads-up I’m here. I follow his voice into his home office, where I find him sorting through papers. “Hi, Grant. I forgot some things here last night. I’ll be quick and go grab them.”

“Sounds good. Stop back by on your way out, ok?” he says. 

After grabbing my things and stuffing them in my bag, I head back down to say goodbye. Walking into the office, I bump face-first into Grant. “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry!” I say as we both laugh.

Grant and I stand there giggling when the mood in the room shifts a bit. Both of us are suddenly quiet, staring at each other. I don’t think he meant for me to see, but his eyes seem to roam over me. I’m heading for the pool after this. I’m in a bikini top with a white tank over it, some ripped little blue jean shorts to cover my bottoms, and flip flops. I secretly hope he notices me and likes what he sees.

I catch him looking down at my mouth, then quickly his eyes dart back up to mine. He looks as nervous as I suddenly feel as he backs up with a loud exhale, and sits down on a desk chair. I glance down at his lap and notice the bulge in his shorts. Is it possible he’s as attracted to me as I am to him?

I’m not sure what comes over me; I quietly start toward him, suddenly feeling very bold. I have a crush on this man even though he’s literally old enough to be my father. 

“Grant, I should probably keep this to myself, but for some reason, I want to tell you I’m very attracted to you,” I say to him.

He takes a deep breath, licks his lips, then says to me, “Shaely, this is probably out of line, but I think you’re a fucking beautiful young woman.”

“Can I ask how old you are?” I say. 

“I’m 52,” he responds. I’ll be 22 in a couple of weeks. I shouldn’t want this man like I do, but he’s gorgeous, and I can’t help that I’ve always had a thing for older men. There is something unbelievably hot about knowing a man has made a baby with his virile cock. I love daddy cock. So much.

Feeling brave, I inch a little closer, looking right at his lap. “Is that because of me?” I ask. 

“Shaely, I feel like a dirty old man admitting it, but it is because of you. I have always wondered what it would be like to grab you and kiss you until you couldn’t breathe.”

My heart races as I feel myself getting bolder. I ask, “Will you show me your cock, Grant?”

His breath has picked up, and I swear I see sin burning in his eyes. He doesn’t say a word but reaches down, lowering his shorts to reveal his thick, hard cock and tight balls. He looks back up at me and says, “Is this what you wanted to see, Shaely? That you make me hard?”

All I can do is nod and worry I’m drooling and he’ll see it. 

I slip my tank top off and drop it on the floor beside me. Next, I slide the triangles of my bikini top off to the sides, revealing my full B cups and hard nipples. 

I move to kneel in front of Grant, staring at his gorgeous cock.

“Shaely…” he breathes.

“Can I, Grant? Can I put my mouth on you?”

Without another word, I run my tongue from the base of his cock to the leaky tip and swirl. I slip my tongue into that gorgeous salty slit and moan with pleasure.

Grant’s breath has picked up. I can see his neck getting splotchy too. 

I stand and decide to be even bolder. Pulling down my jean shorts and letting them fall to the floor, I slide my bikini bottoms down so that my puffy, bare lips are exposed. Grant’s hands are still at his sides, but I see his expression. He looks as though he wants to jump out of his seat and grab me. 

I move to straddle Grant in the chair. “Shaely, are you sure, honey?” he asks. 

“I’ve never been more sure, Grant,” I reply.

Wrapping my hand around his cock, I position him at the entrance of my pussy. Very slowly, I start to sink onto him. My pussy is so wet, but he’s thick, and it’s deliciously stretching me. I sink just enough for the head of his cock to be fully inside my hole. Moving myself up and down a tiny bit, I tease just his swollen tip.

“Daddy, it feels so good to have you inside me,” I bashfully say to him, hoping he’s ok with me calling him that. 

“Oh god, Shaely, it’s so hot, you calling me ‘Daddy’. Have you always wanted this, Shaely? Have you always wanted to fuck me?” he asks.

Stopping any movement, I nod and grab my right breast to place it in his mouth to suck. And suck he does. The bite of his hard suction to my sensitive nipple makes my pussy contract. 

While he swirls his tongue around my areola, I sink myself fully down on his cock. Bottoming out, I can feel he’s pressed against my tender cervix. It has a painful bite as well. 

I slowly start moving myself against his pelvis, looking for the friction I need. Moving my hips forward, then back, pressing my clit into him. I feel his hardness up into what feels like my guts and I couldn’t be happier.

“Shaely, sweetie, stop for a minute before you make me come,” he breathes out.

I give him a small rest, but I’m not sure I can wait much longer. I’m stuffed full of this gorgeous older man, and I’m getting desperate to come all over him. 

“Shaely, honey, are you on birth control?” he asks. I nod in answer to his question. 

I let him gather himself and stand back up with just the tip of his cock still inside me. I see my folds wrapped around his shiny cock. His patch of dark pubic hair with a scattering of silver throughout is now shiny too with my juices.

Grant looks down to where we are joined and says to me, “You have the most beautiful cunt. Your lips wrapped around my cock is fucking heaven. How am I so lucky to be inside you right now?”

I start my quest again and move back and forth grinding my swollen clit against his pelvis again. His rough hair deliciously sliding across every inch of my spread pussy. I start to feel my orgasm build. It builds beautifully through my body, from my toes and spreading up into my core. It bursts through me, tingling everywhere when I come. “Daddy, I’m coming,” I pant.

I keep riding and grinding against him, my orgasm subsiding but now I need to milk this man’s cock of every drop of cum. Not stopping, I fuck Grant until he unloads all of his cum deep inside me.

”Shaely, I’m coming. Fuuuck,” he groans as he lets me ride him through his orgasm.

Standing but still straddling Grant, I feel a gush. We watch together as his load of cum leaks from my swollen pussy, landing on his cock. The thick cream slides down until it’s resting against his big balls.

I can’t wait to fuck this man again.