Daddy's Naughty Schoolgirl
This is based on my Quality Father-Son Time stories. I DID NOT WRITE THIS STORY; it was written by Rosewolf with my permission and edited and posted by me with his permission. His profile can be found here: http://www.yiffstar.com/?action=authorsearch&authorsearch=Rosewolf
"You almost finished, boy?" Stark asked from the bed holding himself up with his forearms wearing denim pants and a white tank-top.
"Almost," Jared called from behind the bathroom door connected to their bedroom. Summer had just started, and Stark was lucky enough to get an entire two whole weeks off from work. It was only the second day of their two weeks together and they already started coming up with ideas on how to spend their time off. When they were not mounting each other they spent time at the movies, swimming, working out in the gym, having parties with friends at their house, and other such activities.
Stark started coming up with new ideas to spice up their sex life even further: tonight he had ordered his son (who was less than happy with the idea) to do something very particular. The door leading into the bathroom opened and out stepped Jared in a college girls uniform. It was a casual black and white uniform with a white blouse and a black skirt.
"Just so you know," Jared said, visibly embarrassed, "I should kill you for this."
Stark didn't respond. Luckily, he was merciful enough not to have Jared wear makeup or perfume. For the past several weeks, as Stark grew more and more comfortable in breeding his son, he also became more and more dominant in their sex life. Stark smiled. With his right hand he twirled his index finger, ordering Jared to spin around so that he could have a good look at his child. Raising his arms out to his side, Jared spun around letting the muscular stallion admire his handy work in dressing his son up. The uniform was easy to come by, but Stark took extra precaution in coming up with a story for why he was buying it. After several minutes of admiring his child, Stark decided to start the show.
"The principal at your school called, sweetheart." He said in a firm yet playful tone. "And I have to say I do not approve of what I heard." After saying this he motioned with his finger, ordering his son to come closer. Jared took a deep breath and walked up to his father, stopping when he was within his dad's reach. "I do not at all recall raising you to be a little slut." Stark grinned, that evil mischievous smiled that Jared had come to love appearing on his dad's face. It gave Jared the motivation he needed to play his character. Jared put on a guilty look, sticking his lower lip out a bit, and he crossed his wrists at his waist, trying to appear as feminine as possible.
"Sadly, you leave me no choice," his dad went on, "but to show you what happens when you go around lifting your skirt for naughty boys." Stark almost leaped to the edge of the bed, grabbing his son, and laid him across his lap. Stark lifted up the skirt, revealing the silk, frilly panties that he got (with a little trouble) from Victoria's Secret. Smiling even wider, Stark laid his left hand over Jared's back just above the waist, holding the skirt so that it wouldn't drape over his gorgeous son's rump. The hardest thing about getting this outfit was guessing the right size; it had to be loose so that it would hide Jared's bulk and muscles.
He got lucky on the first try.
Stark gave his son a firm swat on the rump, causing Jared to yelp as the big stallion squeezed and groped his son's panty-covered ass. "Now," he finally said, "this is what happens when you go around dropping your panties." Then he started disciplining his son. Bringing down firm, hard spanks on his sons rear, Stark grinned evilly. Jared was yelling loudly, only a little bit from pain, but mostly from pleasure. "This hurts me far more than it does you, sweetie." Stark joked.
Jared was sent into a fit of cries and moans, loving every minute of it. Stark stopped long enough to pull Jared's panties down just enough to expose his beautiful firm rear and large balls. Jared was hard when he came into the room, since he had to prime himself up to prevent the waist of the skirt and blouse from making his cock flail out. Somehow, seeing his son in this outfit, skirt pulled up and panties pulled down exposing his sons beautiful butt and balls was even more arousing than usual for Stark.
After fifteen minutes, Stark finally pulled the panties up over his son's rump and pulled Jared up off his lap. His butt was red and tender from his punishment. "Now, is daddy's little girl going to behave?" Stark asked firmly.
Jared replied in a husky voice. "Yes, daddy."
"Good." Stark stood up and pointed to the bed. "Now, it's time for you to say good night to daddy and get to bed."
Jared obeyed, getting on his hands and knees on the bed with his rump facing his dad, Skirt back down over his butt and panties. Stark took off his tank-top, unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and only pulled his boxers just under his cock and balls, leaving his pants up around his waist. Walking up behind his son, Stark again pulled his son's panties down just enough to expose his ass, allowing Stark to firmly caress and grope Jared's tender ass cheeks. After a couple of minutes he walked over, grabbed the large bottle of lube from the nightstand and quickly slicked up his member for what was to come.
Positioning himself back behind his son, Stark guided his throbbing member to his son's tight opening. Stark teasingly probed his son's delicious rump, just getting the head of his cock inside Jared's ‘more than willing' ass.
Jared let out a whimper. "Quit teasing me, daddy, you know that's not fair."
Stark chuckled. "You forget--you're still in serious trouble. Now you have to deal with daddy's way of punishment."
Stark laid another firm swat on Jared's rump, groping his son after his hand hit. Jared gasped, his ass still slightly sensitive from the prior treatment. From hearing his son beg to be mounted, Stark soon agreed that he had postponed his son's real punishment long enough. He laid his hand just above his son's hips, fingers pointing inwards at the center of his son's back. With one long, firm thrust, Stark pushed inch after thick, pulsing inch of his horsemeat into his beloved child. Jared moaned loudly, lost in absolute pleasure. Stark pushed all the way till he was hilted to the balls. He let out a loud sigh of approving pleasure. Jared whimpered from being filled to the brim by his muscular stud of a dad. After a few minutes Stark started pulling out slowly, letting every vein brush against the insides of his gorgeous sons rear. When he was just inches away from pulling all the way out, he firmly pushed all the way back in. He repeated this pattern several times, forcing long moans and sobs of indescribable pleasure from Jared. Stark sped up his pace, firmly ramming his meat into his child's tight entrance.
"Oh, daddy, yes, yes, fuck me. I'm such a dirty girl, I'm your dirty little girl." Jared squeaked.
Stark laughed. "You certainly are my little slut." Stark began pounding the delicious rump that he loved. "You like being daddy's little slut, hmm?" Stark asked, eyes closed tightly, panting heavily and gripping his son.
"Oh, yes, daddy, take me like the little slut I am." His son yelled. They kept this up for fifteen minutes. Then something sparked in Stark's mind. He slowly pulled all the way out. When he didn't push back in Jared whined. "Hey, what the hell?"
Stark planted another red mark on his sons rump. "You watch your mouth, young lady." He was still keeping up the role play. He pulled the panties up to cover his son's ass again, deciding to change the game just a little. Pulling Jared up to his feet, skirt draping down to cover his panties and rump, Stark laid down on the bed.
He lifted his hips off the bed and pulled his pants and boxers down to his knees. Lying back with his left hand on the back of his head, Stark patted his right thigh, motioning Jared to climb up on his body. Jared obeyed, climbing up and straddling his fathers hips. "Does sweetie want to make daddy happy?"
Jared looked confused; his dad told him about the punishment idea, but this was something that he didn't mention. Still, his curiosity getting the better of him, Jared nodded. Stark planted both hands firmly on his son's hips. "When daddy asks a question you're suppose to answer." Stark said mischievously.
"Yes, daddy."
"Good girl." Stark said. He slowly slid his hands up along Jared's legs and under his skirt. Pushing Jared forward onto his fathers muscular chest, Stark put his thumbs inside his panties and slowly slipped them down. Catching on to what his dad decided to change, Jared moved up and used his legs to help remove the panties completely. Once they were off, Jared stood up on the bed, letting his dad take a hold of his cock and re-position it at his sons entrance. Taking extreme precaution not too fall on his dads massive horse meat, Jared slowly eased himself down his father's rod. Both of them moaned, lost in pleasure as Jared lowered himself onto his muscle-built parent. When he got down to where it was difficult not to just fall on his dad, Stark put his hands in between his son's legs and under his thighs to support him. He lowered his son slowly until he was up to his balls in Jared. Jared re-straddled his dad, placing his hands on Stark's abs, skirt hiding the area where Jared was being pumped up the ass with his dad's thick cock.
They stayed like that for several minutes, getting used to this new position. After they were comfortable, Stark grabbed his son's hips and started to thrust up into his tight rump. Jared's face contorted into a deep, gasping expression of joy mixed with a little pain. "You like me riding your fat, juicy sausage, daddy?" he moaned. He bounced up and down on his father's rod a few times to make his point.
"Oh, yeah, ride the horsy," Stark moaned back, his head on the pillow and looking up at the ceiling as he thrust in time with Jared's bouncing. They both sped up, sweating and panting heavily.
Stark was in a state of awe, not only of the sensation, but how he and his son had come so far since that time Jared caught him in his room looking at his sex videos on his son's computer. Back then they both thought of themselves as freaks, ogling and touching each other when the other was asleep. But now! Now they were at a point where they were both willing to please each other's fantasies regardless of embarrassment or kinkiness, and mount each other as hard, fast, and as long as they liked.
His attention sprang back to where he was when Jared yelled out, "I'm cumming, daddy!" Stark was also on the edge of climax. Soon, both father and son let out a simultaneous moan. With one final thrust, Stark pounded into Jared's tight hole, moaning loudly as he quickly overflowed Jared with the seed that conceived the beautiful horse straddling on top of him.
Jared's horse cum drenched his white blouse from the inside, soaking the entire front of it within seconds. Stark still continued to hump his son's cum-filled rear under that beautiful blouse as he surged his own release, steadily slowing to a stop. Panting hard, Jared collapsed onto his dad's chest. They laid there for ten minutes, enjoying the afterglow of their skit.
"Okay," Jared breathed, Stark still inside of him. "Maybe I won't kill you. But you still owe me big."
Stark chuckled and rolled over, gently positioning himself over Jared. He pulled out slowly, dragging a low, sleepy moan out of his worn out son. When he was finally out, he sat down on the edge of the bed, undressed himself, and helped undress Jared. Throwing both their clothes into the hamper, Stark smiled to himself and imagined how Jared will look in that school girl uniform in five years at the rate his child was growing. By that time the skirt will barely cover his balls. Chuckling softly, Stark climbed into bed, covered the two of them with the sheets, and pulled his son in close, pressing their chests together.
Stark gave Jared's favorite evil grin. "What?" Jared asked, grinning himself.
"Oh, nothing," Stark said. He didn't want to tell his son about his plans for tomorrow night.