Like father, like sons

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It was Friday night. Sam was laying in the living room in the leather couch. The new personal trainer from their gym had his cock in her mouth, giving him a long, slow and sloppy blowjob. Her saliva and his precum ran down his shaft; what didn’t end up on the couch, she used to massage his balls with. Sam was stroking her hair, keeping it away from her face with one hand, while he was slowly fingering her with the other. He had all intentions of giving her a long and hard fucking – again – but later.

At the gym he had put the feelers out, mentioning how he envied his sons how easy it was for them to find bed partners, smiling a bit and just accidently putting a hand on her lower pack, then just above her ass and finally grabbed her a bit. When there were only few people left he had slid a hand under her shorts. It being Sam’s gym, though he didn’t have anything to do with running it, they closed early when there was no people there and went to Sam’s apartment.

They had barely gotten in through the door, before they were laying on the carpet in the hall way.

It was short, precise and focused. Twenty minutes and a shower and here they were, naked on the couch, a hardcore porn playing on the screen.

Mike had brought Cody and Taylor to a sorority party at the university he was nominally a student at.

Getting the two miners and high school seniors in was no issue for Mike, being a high-ranking member of the frat. Sam expected them to either come home soon with coeds in toe or staying at the frat, getting drunk and/or high, while ploughing their way through the fertile and horny halls of the sorority.

Mike had brought his brothers to the first frat party/fuck fest during his first semester, after he had fucked his way through the ranks of the frat to end at the top.

Sam was about ready to fuck his trainer again, when the door was unlocked and his rowdy sons came pouring in, with at least twice, if not three times as many girls.

Cody grinned as he saw his father. “Hey dad! Hope you don’t mind but the party was a drag.” “Not enough beer?” “Nah, a bit too much police,” Mike answered, “no worries we took the back exit and we brought company.”

“Yeah, want a couple of them? I think we got enough here!”

Sam looked down and the trainer, who had a surprised look on her face. “Nah, I think I got more than enough here.”

“Cool. We’ll go to our rooms!”

Mike went off with three of the girls and the twins had five between them. The twins still shared a double size bedroom; they had wanted to keep it, primarily because they also shared women. If they wanted privacy, they could close a glass door that would “frost over” when activated.

Sam’s sexy trainer looked up at him. “Your sons?”

“Yeah, we have a pretty open relationship. They are good boys, no matter how it looks!” Sam laughed.

“They certainly take after their dad – do they take after him elsewhere?” she asked as she took his cock back in her mouth and started to suck him off again, sucking harder, taking his just shy of nine inches to the hilt. Sam arched his back.

“Oh, fuck yeah, take my dick.” He ran both hands through her hair, before grabbing hold and moving her face up and down faster. He face-fucked her until he came hard – rather than trying to back off, she clamped down harder on his cock, taking his sperm, gulping it down like it was the nectar of the fuckin’ Gods. “Ah shit come here…” he said, getting off the couch, getting her on her knees in front of him and buried his cock in her face and throat.

He was back at full mast, an iron pole raising from his short-trimmed pubes. He didn’t manscape as much as his sons, but he kept the bush well-trimmed. “Want me to fuck you now, babe?”

“Yes, fuck my pussy with that big cock!”

Sam pulled her up from the floor and got her on the couch, on her knees, well-shaped and firm ass in the air. He grabbed her hips and thrust his iron hard cock into her, forcing a scream out of her as he bottomed out in a single move. He showed her arms away from under her, forcing her down on the couch holding her arms at each side of her head, while he started to piston fuck her. “I should let my sons have you tomorrow, see how much of you are left when they are done …”

“Mmmmh oh God! Fuck me! Yes! Would you let them have me? Fuck me whatever way they want?”

“Yeah- oh shit yes! Oh!”

Sam fucked her as hard as he could, and she was thrusting back against him. Sweat was running down his stomach. A fine coat of perspiration covered her, making their skin stick together as he rammed in to her.

In the bedrooms, the boys were fucking – or rather getting fucked – by the girls they had brought home. Mike was laying in the middle of his bed, having his cock ridden by a tight pussy, while another one was sitting on his face. The third girl was sucking his balls. He didn’t have to do anything, besides eating pussy, and he was enjoying it.

In Cody and Taylors room the seven of them were laying on the inch-thick carpet. Cody was taking a girl doggy style, much like his father in the living room, while her face was buried in one of the other coed’s wet pussy. Taylor was on his back, being ridden, while another girl was rimming him and the last girl was sucking the tits of the one riding him, while fingering his rimmer. The coed rimming him was massaging his prostate and making him moan; he loved getting his prostate massaged while his cock was buried in a pussy or ass.