Slutty Sarah is in for it when she answers a Craigslist ad looking for a "blonde college senior in need of a strict older man."
I married a 22-year-old golddigger named Sarah after my wife died. A lot of people think she’s got the upper hand waiting for a 74-year-old to kick the bucket, but I figure if I don’t have long I might as well spend it up some gorgeous little ass. She’s the one who’s gotta fuck an old guy like me, for Christ’s sake; I’d say the greedy little slut’s earned her inheritance.
She answered an ad I put on Craigslist for a blonde college senior in need of a strict older man. When my limo had pulled up to our arranged meeting place, she hopped in without hesitation and I’d had to put her over my knee straight away for her slutty little outfit. She’d chosen a short, red schoolgirl skirt that didn’t even reach the bottom of her perfect, round ass, and a sheer, white t-shirt tied tightly below her tits. They themselves were modest, but her nipples strained through the fabric quite nicely, and I’d spent much of the car ride home twisting them to make her squeal. She took the spanks, meanwhile, with glee.
By the time we pulled into the winding drive she’d already made a mess of the limo’s leather interior three times over, moaning and writhing in my arms. I correctly guessed she hadn’t been spanked like that for a while. “Not since your father, I imagine?” I asked.
She shook her head. “My mom left him when I was three, so I’ve never really known him.”
“Did she remarry?”
Another shake of the head. “Lots of one-night stands, but none of ‘em stayed.”
“So you’ve never had a father figure at all?” A third shake.
“No wonder you liked those spanks so much,” I chuckled, marveling at this new information. “Every girl needs a Daddy.”
“Will you be my new Daddy?” she asked me, sitting up and dropping the coy act to stare at me through piercing blue eyes. She bit one side of her bottom lip and waited intently.
I got right in her face and whispered, “You better believe it you little fuckslut.” I kissed her on her lips and her face flushed, more from my tone if I had to guess. This was exactly what she’d been looking for. My driver opened the car door and I took her by the hand, leading her across the gravel drive before picking her up and carrying her across the threshold of my manor.
“We’ll go through specifics in just a minute honey but first things first, I need to take that bad little ass,” I told her. I carried her into the main sitting room and threw her over the arm of a couch, shucking down my own trousers before attacking her skirt, the only barrier between me and a 22-year-old butt. She stepped out of it hurriedly and I gave her one more hard spank on her peachy bottom before spreading it wide and shoving my hard, aged cock inside her little asshole.
She yelped and immediately began to moan as I worked my way inside her, displaying virility I hadn’t felt since my twenties. She wasn’t virgin tight by any means but she was squeezing my cock something wonderful, thanking me for the spankings the best way she knew how. She started moaning “Fuck me Daddy, fuck me Daddy!” at the top of her lungs, even though I’d left the front door wide open in the next room.
“You like this fat old cock baby? You like this wrinkly old dick turning you inside out? Fucking you like your Poppa shoulda? Mmm, squeeze it you little slut, Jesus honey!” Another spank echoed across the room and she came again.
“Alright, stay there, you’re gonna taste that bad little butthole baby,” I ordered, pulling out of her ass with a pop and climbing over onto the couch. I fed my dirty cock straight into her waiting mouth, only then noticing what absolute cocksucker lips she had. “My GOD, baby, those lips were made to suck cock, huh? Mmm, you like that? You like tasting that bad little hole on your new favorite cock?”
She clearly did. Her eyes fluttered as she hummed and sucked blissfully, choking herself on my huge, greasy package until I took it away from her and went back behind her arched ass to restretch her neglected rectum. Both asscheeks had become quite pink, but we were both clearly looking for more of a scarlet, so I started spanking her again with each thrust.
“NGHH DADDY PLEEEEEASE!” she wailed, her throbbing, empty cunt soaking the couch again. Finally, when both cheeks were sufficiently red, I grabbed both of her young shoulders and hunched over her, nutting deep inside my new bitch like it was my first time. Eventually, I held still until I was sure I’d pumped every last drop up her perfect asshole, before slowly withdrawing from the slippery orifice.
“On your knees, now,” I said.
She stood up from the couch and knelt obediently, with her mouth open and her legs spread wide like a good little whore. I crouched over her, cock in hand, and held it above her teasingly before lowering my balls into her mouth. She started sucking away, and I let my cock rest on her pretty face while she worked.
“Oh I’ve got some plans for you honey. Oh yes. Wife #1, for start.”
“You gonna put a ring on this ass?” she burbled around my balls. “It was that good?”
“It was better, baby.” I growled. “That thing could end wars. Especially how you use it. But for now you’re gonna be my bottom bitch. Keep the other bitches in line.”
I made out a “You got it Daddy” from under my sack, followed by, “Can I have my cock back please?”
“You most certainly can, you little slut. Ask and you shall receive.” I fed my slimy, sticky cock down her throat, which had been in her ass not a minute before. She sucked greedily, lovingly, hungrily, like finding cum was her profession. Her father should have stuck it out and made things work, I thought cheekily to myself.
“I’ll get more bitches baby, but you’re special,” I told her. “Imma make sure and fuck your ass at least every day. That sound agreeable to you?”
She kept wordlessly sucking my cock, but reached behind her to stick a finger up her ass and collect more of my cumload. She brought it to her lips and took her mouth off of me just long enough to suck her finger clean before returning to her cock-sucking duties. Her answer was obvious. I stroked her hair and smiled.
“Now as for that loose, slutty pussy, Sarah, I’ve got a bunch of horny dogs that would just love to breed you.”