As Stella lay on the sofa, drained of energy after her father ravaged her for another hour, she was basking in the pleasure that James never could give her. "Dad, that was amazing. Can you also do that on the day of my wedding? I want you to fuck me before you walk me down the aisle." She asked her father.
I smirked. "Sure, Stella. I will make sure to pump you full of cum before you go on your honeymoon. Make sure James wears a condom from now on; after all, only I get to pump you full of cum." I said, leaning down and kissing her as she wrapped her arms around me. We enjoyed the feeling of each other for a moment before pulling away as Stella spoke. "I will ensure he wraps it constantly; if I get pregnant, the cat will be out of the bag. I cheated on him. But I don't really care right now; let's enjoy the fun while we can." Stella said as she sat up and started to get dressed, as her cell phone had started to go off the last five minutes or so. Telling me it was most likely James calling her. As she dressed, she squatted between my legs and called him back.
"Yes, dear?" She said before running her tongue along my cock, cleaning it slowly as before talking again. "I was helping Dad with something her needs my help with; as you know, he isn't doing so well. Sorry, I didn't answer." She said before sticking my cock into her mouth as she started to move her head, sucking it. Pulling my cock out of her mouth, "Oh, the sound. I grabbed a popsicle from my dad's freezer. I worked up a pretty good sweat helping him with his issue." She said, sliding my cock back into her mouth as James talked to her before she pulled it out of her mouth again. "Yeah, that color sounds good." She started to suck on it a little faster, making sounds as she pulled it back out. "You're so dirty." She said, jerking me off. "You want me to play with it? I can't believe you are saying this." She said, smirking as she sucked on the head of my cock while moving her hand up and down, wanting to swallow my cum. "I will see you when I get home. Yeah, I love you too." She said, hanging up before taking my cock all the way inside her mouth.
Stella sucked hard on my cock as it moved down her throat, making her gag as she looked up with tears in her eyes, moving faster and faster until I pushed her head down and started to pump her throat full of my cum, making her swallow it as she moaned on my cock until I finally stopped cumming as she pulled it out rubbing it on her cheek. "Dad, your cum taste so fucking good." She said before kissing it on the tip as she climbed up onto my lap. Kissing me, "I need to go. Daddy Eve will check on you tomorrow as Mom is out of town now on business." She kissed me again before whispering. "Wouldn't it be fun if you got all your daughters pregnant with your child?" She said with a wicked grin before climbing off my lap. I left with a smile, got up, and started to fill a small spray bottle with some drops of sweat until half of it was full. I wanted to test just how much is needed to put a woman in lust as I looked at the time, smiling. My neighbor should be finishing her run soon.
Putting on a shirt, I waited momentarily until I could see her running down the street. I exited my front door and "limped" to the mailbox to get it. She stopped at the start of the small fence. "Oh my, William. What happened?" Her name was Oliva Addams. She was 23 and moved in last year with her husband, as they had married just before moving in. "An accident at my Lab, Oliva, nothing to worry about," I said, going to the mailbox. She was already blushing, but it wasn't to the point of lusting after me. I now know that my typical smell makes women aroused, but I still have control for the most part; when I sweat, my smell becomes more vigorous, making their arousal for me stronger with it as I get the mail and "fake almost fall," making Oliva hold me up. "Let me help you, William." She said as we walked closer to the door until I opened it; she helped me inside as I pulled the bottle out and acted like I was scratching the back of my neck as I sprayed a little of it, making her let out a moan as she looked at me biting her lip before moving to kiss me.
"I shouldn't be doing this; you're hurt." She said while we kissed. "This makes me feel better." I cheekily replied, making her moan as she knew I was lying and just wanted to make out with her, but she could tell I desired her, making her want to do it more. She had always thought Mr. Turner was handsome in that mature father way, but now he even smelled more manly, and her womb throbbed from it. Olivia knew this was wrong, and her heart told her not to, but her mind screamed, "Yes, embrace this man." "William, you're a bad man. You always looked at me like a wolf that wanted to eat me, but a part of me loved that manly gaze you gave me. But now you're going to eat me and make me break my vows." She said, biting her lower lip, wanting me to stop but also wanting me to devour her in this lust that was washing over her making her pussy throb with desire to be eaten by this man the same age as her father. God, she didn't know what was coming over her.
I made Oliva walk backward until she hit the dining room table. I picked her up, making her sit on the table as I kissed her. She wanted me to take the lead, as she was conflicted about this. If I had to paint myself as the bad guy to be able to get her to open her legs, then so be it, as she desired it to be. Lifting her sports top that was hiding her D-cup breasts from me, making her moan as she felt the air on her hard nipples, as I kissed down her neck. "William, yes, devour me. Make me your little slutty wife that gets fucked behind my husband's back." She moaned out as I slid my hand into her leggings, making her moan as my fingers moved through her light bush, rubbing her stiff clit that was poking out of its flesh hood. Lightly pulling her clit sent her over the edge as I could feel my hand get wet, making her lean back and placing both of her hands on the table. "IMPOSSIBLE JUST FROM PLAYING WITH MY CLIT! OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Oliva let out a scream of euphoria.
I moved to pull down her leggings along with her panties. As her pussy became naked, I could see liquid caking her bush and thighs as I smiled. "Does the housewife next door desire the divorced man next door so much?" I said while covering my hand in her pussy juice before moving it to her mouth as she opened it and started to lick it off my hand. "Yes, the housewife next door wants to be devoured by the old man who stares at her with lust every morning before her run; she had thought about so many dirty taboos with that man." She said before taking my fingers into her mouth. I take off my pants with my other hand, letting my cock fall onto her pussy, making her moan the moment she felt the heat and pulse of my heartbeat as she looked down. "That's a big fucking cock you have there, bigger than pornstars, that's for sure." She said while licking her lips and moving her hand to grab onto it.
She rubbed the head up and down on her pussy before lining it up with her hole and wrapping her legs around me, pulling me closer as the head of my cock started to spread open her tight pussy. "Fuck Oliva, your pussy is fucking tight." I moaned out as she smiled. "My husband was my first partner, but with his work, I haven't had sex in the last six months, so it hasn't been used much. I always get hit on whenever I go out, but I am not a fan of black guys, and they think they have a chance; white guys are the best. And now I got me a white guy packing something no other man has. I am going to be your little slutty housewife from now on, as getting fucked by you behind my husband's back makes me feel things I never knew I could." She said, pulling me all the way inside her.
"Have your way with me, dear," Oliva said, her voice laced with lust.