Who Going to Pay for University? (Closed)

Looking down at Anna, he gets the feeling that if he can just break thru her tough façade, she will let her true feelings out and they can move forward.

"My dear, Anna. Since you witnessed the exchange between my daughter and me, I sense that you have been projecting those same attitudes on me as they relate to you. That could not be any further from the truth. Do you want me to honestly believe that you and I have not developed true feelings for each other. Have I ever given you any indication that I do not care very deeply for you . . . I was beginning to feel that I was falling in love with you."

Pausing to let that sink in, "You need to understand that my daughter and my ex-wife hate me; although my ex-wife was fucking around with out neighbor and I caught them, they seem to think that the divorce was my fault and that I still owe them. I hate to use the term, but they both think I am their 'sugar daddy' . . . but I refuse to give them anymore than they are already getting."

"When I look back over the past few months for us, I am no longer your sugar daddy . . . and you are no longer my 'sugar baby'. Yes, I call you my baby girl, but, Anna, I am in love you with; tell me you aren't falling in love with me. I can, and will, accept your decision about our future."
 
The fight left her in a gasp of breath as he confessed. She could see his sincerity shining through that intense gaze he locked on her. Sucking her lip in between her teeth, she hesitated. She wasn't sure if she could admit that she was in love with him, too, but she had to put herself out there.

Carefully, she began to talk. "You dislike them but you still pay them monthly allowances - just as you do me. I started to feel like you were only keeping me around for my body. I was falling in love with you but I couldn't imagine any situation where you would feel the same. I don't want to be your sugar baby - just your 'baby'. I don't want your money Brandon. Just your time and love. And maybe your cock too," she laughs as the tension breaks.
 
Reaching out for her, Brandon pulls her to him, "Baby, you are my love. You just need to understand that any money going to the two of them is part of the divorce agreement . . . and guarantees that neither of them will do a thing for the rest of their lives."

Holding her tight, Brandon kisses her gently on the forehead, "You've got plans. Go ahead and enjoy your date. And if this old fart is still awake when you get home, maybe we can enjoy a little 'make-up sex'?"
 
The date was nothing special. He was nice but she left dinner feeling bored - talking about the various building materials required to build a skyscraper for an hour tends to do that - and when he tried to kiss her goodnight she turned just a bit so his lips glanced off her cheek instead. He understood, and he was gracious enough about it, offering her a smile and good luck in any future endeavours before he was gone.

Heading home, she pulled off her shoes and went in search for her real date - they did have plans after all. She found him in his bathroom brushing his teeth for bed. Anna followed suit quickly before making a show of stripping off one layer at a time on the way to bed as he watched from the vanity. When she reached it, she placed both palms down on the mattress and bent over, wiggling her rear at him playfully. She couldn't wait to finally make love to him (because that's what it was) for the first time, especially since they'd been so stunted this past week. Her fingers reached back and parted her ass-cheeks, offering him the choice between her wet slit or the tiny pucker he could see looking back at him.
 
Walking out of the bathroom after watching her playful strip . . . and now finding her bent over the bed with her delightful pussy and ass right there for his enjoyment. Playfully swatting her butt, which he knew she enjoyed.

"On the bed, baby, I want to see your face when we make love tonight; trust me, love, I want all of you."

As Anna crawled on the bed, lying back and waiting for him, Brandon crawled between her legs, leaned in and kissed her, "Anna, I didn't realize how much you meant to me and how much I was really coming to love you until the past few days."

Feeling her hand reach down between their bodies to guide him into her . . .
 
She grasped onto his cock and teased it along her slit, debating on which hole she wanted to take him in. If she had her way, he'd fill both with cum before the night was over and truly claim her as his. She was plenty wet enough to lubricate the shaft of this cock, so she alternated between slipping the head just into the opening of her pussy before pushing it against the pucker of her ass. She knew she would need some prep if that was the case, but Anna knew her behavior this past week was also uncalled for and deserved to be punished. She figured a good punishment would be the spreading of her anal passage on just his cock, but she left that up to him.

"Where to first, daddy?"
 
"First we make love. We've got plenty of time, and you know as well as I do that you can always get me ready to go again. Just take me deep in your sweet pussy right now, baby girl. I just want to feel the warmth of your wetness surround me and drain me of everything I've been saving up for you."

As she brought the head of his swollen cock back to her wet lips, Brandon thrust into her, and was quickly balls deep in her wet tunnel . . . the thrust against her clit causing her to gasp and thrust back against him. Once he reached full penetration, he ground against her. Lifting his head, he lowered his lips to wrap around her erect nipple, knowing that would cause another twitch in her pussy, grabbing at his cock . . . they knew how to satisfy and trigger each other's responses.

"That's it, baby girl . . . fuck your daddy."
 
She squeezed her knees around his hips as he plowed into her, wrapping her calves around the flesh of his rear and pulling him in even tighter towards her to lock them together. They were used to fucking every other night, if not every single one so she could only shiver at the amount of sperm he was going to blast her womb with. She sucked his earlobe into her mouth and nibbled, running her tiny hands down his spine and grabbing a handful of ass in both palms. As he thrust up into her, she dropped her hips down to meet him, feeling his balls slap against her ass every time he pounded inside.
 
"Roll over baby. I want you to slide up and down my cock. I want to see the look on your face when I fill you with my hot load."

Rolling over onto his back, Brandon instinctively caresses his hard shaft, waiting for Anna to straddle him. As she climbs over his body, he takes he hips in his hands and guides her dripping love opening to the tip of his cock.

"It's all yours, baby girl."
 
She doesn’t hesitate lowering herself until he balls deep inside her. She rides fast and hard, grinding her clit on his pelvis as she alternates rolling her hips in a circle and rocking back and forth every time she drops down. A week is too long and she finds her orgasm speeding towards her like a tsunami as she enjoys his cock for the first time in over a week.
“Fuck your baby girl, daddy, c’mon,” she urges, her breath starting to come in pants.
 
Brandon is close, too. Watching Anna bounce up and down on his cock, her gorgeous tits bouncing in tandem with her hip thrusts. He reaches up and grasps one in each hand, finding the tweaking her nipples, knowing that her pussy always responds to her nipples being toyed with.

As her back arches, and she flings her head back, Brandon recognizes the tell-tale signs of Anna's impending orgasm. Grabbing her hips he holds her body tight against him,

"Now, baby girl. cum with daddy . . . NOWWWWWWW!!!!!
 
Her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, halting all movement on his cock as she spasms. She can feel his sperm painting her insides white and that just makes her orgasm that much bigger, clenching around him and milking every last drop from him. She leans down and fixed her mouth to his as she accepts her true lover's cum for the first time and not her sugar daddy's.
 
Acknowledging their true feelings about each other has exploded in love-making that brings out all their emotions . . . to a level that neither Brandon and Anna have felt for each other, and quite possibly, have never felt with anyone before tonight.

Brandon wraps his arms around Anna as she leans into him for a passionate kiss, something they have both been missing for a few days. His hands caress up and down her back, something he can never get enough of, just feeling her close to him.

As the kiss breaks, even for a few seconds, "You do realize, baby girl, that we are making a mess of another set of sheets," as he feels the mixture of her juices and his cum dripping from her and flooding down his balls and thighs.

"I have to say tho, that it feels wonderful!"
 
She loses herself in the way he kisses her, tongues searching and mouths touching slowly. She pulls away and buries her face in his neck, pressing her front against him to enjoy the intimacy. Her lips tickle against the skin of his throat as she says, “forgive my language, but I really don’t give a fuck!”. After settling there for a few minutes, she pushes herself up again to sit perched in his lap. “Besides, we’re going to just make another mess anyway.”
 
"I can see this is going to be a 'nobody gets dressed weekend'. Am I right? Not waiting for an answer, he reaches up and rolls her nipples back and forth between his fingers, watching her hips squirm across his body, and feeling the wetness of her pussy on his cock.

Sliding his hands down over her belly and back to her hips, he pulls her up his torso, "You know what I want next. I need a taste of my baby's cunt."
 
The strength at which he demonstrates to pull her up to sit in his face elicites another hush of wetness between her legs as she carefully lowers her wet cunt down on his tongue. He goes right to work, skilfully working her body as she grinds upon his face, spreading wetness along his chin and cheeks as she squirms from pleasure, mounting contentedly.
 
Anna is really just finding out how much Brandon loves being between his lover's thighs . . . feeling her wet lips as he begins to explore her, the grinding of her on his face as his tongue finds her clit and teases it to full arousal, the soft skin of her thighs as she squeezes his face . . .

Sometimes he likes to reach up and play with her tits and nipples, but Anna's hands are already cupping and squeezing her tits; Brandon 'settles' for her ass,, grabbing both cheeks and holding her tight against his face . . . and when she leans forward, his finger finds her tight pucker, a new source of excitement for both of them.
 
The burst of his finger sliding past the tiny rim of her asshole combined with the simultaneous pleasure from his tongue made her fall forward a bit, gripping onto the headboard with both hands. The months together had lead to a deep understanding of each other's bodies and those spots that made their knees weak. His mouth worked skillfully over her clit and dipped down deep into her pussy as he practically buried his face there. One of her hands left the headboard and reached down to clench tightly in his hair as he ate her.
 
The reaction of Anna's body to his "attack" came as no surprise to Brandon. In their short time together, just a few months, he knew about her sensitivity to his tongue on her clit, how quickly she responded to teasing and sometimes slightly painful tweaking of her breasts and nipples, and more recently, her desire for and, unbelievable craving for anal play and penetration.

He knew that before this night was over, his cock would once more be buried deep in her ass, and she would be begging for his hot cum deep inside her . . . he knew this, and was already thinking ahead to that goal . . . but his target how was her explosive orgasm that would coat his face with her juices, and give him the pleasure of tasting her sweet, sweet nectar!
 
Her orgasm creeped up steadily but she worked hard to push it back in order to enjoy the sensation of his tongue on her moist centre a little longer. As his tongue stroked across her clit one last time she found that she could not prevent her orgasm any longer and started to cum, her thighs squeezing his cheeks between them as she trembled. He drank her all up and then when there was no juice left for him to clean up with his tongue she slid off and crawled down the bed to wrap her lips around his cock. The blowjob was quick and messy, mostly just working to make sure he was rock hard and ready to impale her ass on his shaft.
 
Feeling Anna's mouth on him, Brandon new that his finger in her tight rosebud had sent a message to her, and she was making sure that he was "up" for the task. Now, the only decision to be made was "how?".

"On you back, baby girl." He wanted to be able to watch her face when he buried his cock in her, and he wanted to see her expression when he blasted a load of hot seed deep in her ass. He was tempted to use her saliva as the lubricant, but not sure it would be sufficient; grabbing the lube from the night stand, he used a finger to smear her tight opening and the head of his cock.

Kneeling between her legs, lift them to his shoulders, he pressed his cockhead to her rosebud and thrust forward, breaking thru with ease, hearing a gasp from her at the sudden intrusion, her eyes focused on his. Waiting only a moment for her to take a deep breath, Brandon thrust his full length into her, watching her face during the entire "attack".
 
Her eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment before reopening and meeting his own. Her mouth did tilt into a flinch at the burn: having lubed only the rim and head of his cock the intrusion of the rest of his shaft was a fair amount of painful pleasure but Brandon knew just how much she loved it and always made sure to take care of her. Once his head popped in, his cock speared her ass open until his balls came to rest against her fleshy cheeks. He rested his weight against her for a minute, just absorbing every expression as she reacted to his penetration.

“I love it when you spread my ass open on your dick,” she breathes, smiling up at him. As his hips begin to pull back before thrusting in back in, she notes the sharp strike of pain for the first several thrusts before he makes room enough inside her that the pain slipped away and bloomed into pleasure at the fullness of her body.
 
"I know you do, baby girl!"

With her heels on his shoulders, Brandon could lean forward and grab her tits, pinching and teasing her hard nipples. Over the few months of being together, he was learning just how much Anna loved a 'little' pain . . . whether as discipline or playing, she always seemed to squeeze his dick a little harder when he found those little 'pain' triggers on Anna; and as tight as her back channel was already, a squeeze back there was incredible.
 
Her nails clutch and dig at his shoulders, leaving bright red scratches in the wake of her pleasure. Brandon knows just how she likes it and doesn't treat her like a little glass doll; he's learned exactly what her pain threshold is and when something is too much without her ever saying anything. He can read every twitch or micro-expression on her face or body and determine when she's no longer having fun. They have a safe word, and she's never once had to use it.

Due to the way he's got her bent in half as he fucks into her, she really can't do much but enjoy the ride, reaching down to spread her ass cheeks apart and get a better view of where his cock is disappearing into the tiny pucker there, but she can reach his mouth with her own and so she does, kissing him languidly but passionately, almost sedately, compared to his rapid pistoning into her ass.
 
The passion between the two lovers reaches a new high tonight . . . after the difficult week was finally resolved when Brandon forced Anna to sit and listen . . . and the truth came out about his relationship with his ex and his daughter . . . which probably should have been talked about long before tonight . . .

Feeling his cock side deep in her tight rosebud, at first painful to Anna, but once she accepted his intrusion, she was all in and completely aroused . . . and was as intent on his pleasure as he was for hers.

"I love you, Anna . . . you make me so happy."
 
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