Single Dilf Keith x Daughter's Boyfriend Lance P4
Age Gap Klance Thread from my Twitter
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The time came for Lance's big plan when spring break rolled in after midterms.
He convinced his girlfriend to invite him and their friend's over to have a few days at her place playing games, drinks, and hanging out.
Keith for the most part avoided the college kids, slipping around them to make himself a quick meal or grab a drink before he went to work, hid in his shed, or camped out in his bedroom.
Each time he was around them though, he felt the heat of Lance's gaze following him.
He fell asleep that night to the soft murmur of what ever movie his daughter and her friends had playing on the television in the living room, where the group would be camping out. A huddle of sleeping bags, cushions, blankets, and pillow forts made up.
He had thought it quite cute.
When Keith awoke, it wasn't to sunshine. It was to the press of a soft round ass down on his cock through bed sheets, his shirt hiked up over his pecs, and warm nimble fingers stroking over his muscles.
Keith grunted, hands immediately grabbing lithe hips.
“What the fuck do you think you are you doing?” Keith growled, hips grinding up, realizing he was achingly hard. How long had Lance been messing with him?
“I'm thinking about riding your fat cock.” Lance purred, voice low, whispering. “Of being split right in half on it.”
A quick glance at the clock told Keith it was late. Which meant Lance had planned to be in here, testing the limits of his bedroom walls.
“Get the fuck back out there. Go to sleep.”
Yet he never let those hips go, or stop them, as they rolled and ground down on him.
“Fuck me.” Lance panted, lifting his shirt up, tossing it aside. The mark around his nipple long healed. “Please. I need your cock so bad. My dildo can't get me off anymore.”
The boyfriend's words were exactly the hook needed to capture Keith's attention. Bodies rolled, Lance now pinned.
“I told you that thing was useless.” And he had, weeks ago, with his cock plugging that noisy mouth silent.
Keith tossed his own shirt aside, groaning as Lance's fingers glided down his chest, lust filled blues raking over his body.
“Seems you need to be taught another lesson.”
Lance bit down on his bottom lip as Keith kissed up his chest, biting fresh pink marks on his skin, strong hands tugging his sleep shorts down and off, revealing a lack of underwear and his own hardened cock.
“So eager.” Keith growled. “Who said I'd fuck you tonight?”
“Please.” Lance whined, spreading his legs open. “I want your cock so bad... I need it.”
“At least you beg pretty.”
A new bite marked over Lance's nipple, the opposite of the first one, before hands explored the boyfriend's lower half, spreading legs wider, testing their limit.
Keith had seen the way Lance could split those legs so wide, tempted to test it himself, to see just how bendy the boy was.
When his fingers swiped between wet cheeks, feeling the familiar touch of lube, he chuckled.
“What an eager little slut you are.” Keith growled with heat.
Two fingers, because Keith was punishing the brat, pressed into that stretched hole, pressing deep as his other hand gripped down on Lance's thigh, keeping him good and spread open.
“Keep quiet, boy.” Keith watched how easily his fingers sunk into Lance, how ready he was.
Lance muffled every cry he made as Keith fingered him, a third soon joining the other two, stretching him more than his own fingers could have.
Experienced fingers found the spot that made those long legs jump, touching it over and over until Lance was whimpering for mercy.
Keith pulled his fingers out, kneeling up to shove his sleep pants down, cock springing free.
“Put your face into the pillows and raise your ass.”
Lance rolled quick, grabbing the pillow Keith had just been sleeping on, pressing his face into it as he arched his back, ass up.
It was the sound of crinkling that had Lance's head popping up, looking over his shoulder with shock.
“A condom? Why?” Lance gasps. He didn’t want to use protection!
Eyes watched as Keith expertly slid the condom on his shaft, stroking it with his wet fingers.
Keith smacked Lance's ass, growling. “You haven’t been good enough to deserve it. Sneaking in here, waking me up, waving your ass like a cat in heat.”
Keith rubbed his now covered tip over Lance’s entrance, licking his lips with anticipation.
“When you learn to be good, then I’ll fuck you good and raw.”
Then he pressed in, thrusting fast, not allowing Lance the chance to adjust. All a punishment.
Keith shoved Lance’s face into the pillows as he bottomed out, groaning at how fucking tight the boy was.
He drags his cock out, watching as Lance’s hole was stretched around him, twitching over his cock.
“Going to teach you how to take my cock like I did your pretty little mouth.” Another smack to the round cheek, and Keith thrust again, a deep groan slipping out.
Keith fucked Lance deep and rough, not allowing the boy to adjust or get used to his rhythm. He told him he'd either regret his decision to do this, or learn to keep up. and if the boyfriend was so determined to learn, the Keith would be happy to put him to work.
Pretty mouth, ass, and all
Any attempt the boy made to touch himself, Keith smacked away, his thrusts turning brutal as he growled into Lance's ear, telling him he either stayed good or didn't get fucked at all.
After that, Lance kept his hands on the pillow where Keith instructed, eyes rolled back.
Keith didn't last much longer after the boyfriend came undone. The tight ass of his was like a vice.
Keith grunted, hips slamming forward, filling the condom, huffing into the kid's back as he swore a string of curses.
Lance's moans under him were just some of the loveliest he had heard.
After Keith pulled out, tying the condom to trash it, Lance's pitiful whimpering had him glancing at the boy.
Pouty lips stared at his cock. “I wanted you to cum in my ass.” Blue eyes rolled up at him beseechingly, putting on a look of dejection. “Like you do in my mouth.”
“Since you want my cum so badly, here.”
Keith grabbed Lance by his hair, pulling the boy’s head over, pressing his softened wet tip to his lips. A bead of cum hovered there, thick and glistening.
Keith shuddered as Lance licked his cock clean, lapping up any stray droplets of cum, moaning as he did.
He released those brown locks, rolling onto his back, letting out a big satisfied huff.
“Back to your friends. And stay there.” He commanded.
He watched as Lance dressed then walked away, a limp in his step from how deep and thorough Keith fucked him.
And before his bedroom door closed, Keith saw that hungry tongue swipe over bitten lips, Lance's eyes on his cock, as if imagining the next time they would be together.
