I will never forget the look upon the hairy daddy’s face, his muscular arm stretched behind his head just after I had seeded his furry hole. Jesus, he was an incredible fuck, taking my big cock like his cunt was made for me. I had hooked up with countless hairy daddies from the gym, but this DILF would prove to be truly unforgettable.
Although I was young, straight(ish), and had a girlfriend, I loved nothing more than fucking a hot, hairy, muscular daddy. Bonus points if he had a beard. So when a new, bearded, hairy DILF showed up at the gym late one afternoon, I knew I had to get my big cock inside his hairy hole. And from the way the daddy was checking me out, I knew I had a chance.
“You new to the gym?” I broke the ice when we were alone in the sauna, my eyes drinking in his delicious body, flimsy towels covering our junk. “I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.”
“Yeah, I’m just here on a day pass,” he explained. “I’m in town for the weekend visiting family. I’ve spent the last four hours cramped in a stuffy airplane, and needed a workout,” he shared while looking straight at my tenting towel.
“You married?” I inquired, not seeing a wedding band on him.
“Nah—not anymore,” he smiled deviously. “I left my wife about ten years ago. I’m sure you can guess why I divorced her,” he licked his lips, staring at my crotch again.
“You’re fucking hot,” I declared, seeing no reason to beat around the bush any further. I then reached over and caressed his furry pecs. “I love all this man fur you’ve got.”
“Thanks,” he winked, sliding his hand under my towel and stroking my hard cock. “You’re young enough to be my son, but I’m flattered you’re into me. I could really use some dick. My hotel is right across the street. Want to come fuck my ass with that big cock?”
Twenty minutes later, I was balls deep in his furry hole upon his hotel bed. He wanted me missionary so that I could dominate him. His muscular, hairy legs were wrapped around my meaty ass, my cock routing his warm depths. Christ, the daddy knew how to take a big dick.
“Fuck, your big cock feels so good up my ass,” he moaned in ecstasy, rocking his pelvis, matching my rhythm. “I can’t believe I’m being topped by such a hot, young stud. You have a girlfriend?” he inquired.
“Yes,” I nodded, treating his hole to some deep, steady strokes. “We’ve been together about a year now.”
“Damn,” he exclaimed. “I bet she loves creaming on your big cock.”
“Yeah, she fucking loves my big dick,” I acknowledged. “She jumped my bones on our first date, begging me to raw dog her and smash her pussy with my big one. Thank god for Plan B,” I laughed.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” he exclaimed, his hands on my ass, pulling me deeper into his greedy cunt. “I want you to breed me, just like that bitch you’ve got. Seed my hole like you seed her pussy.”
Emboldened by his desire to be bred, I picked up the pace and began to pummel his ass at a dizzying pace. I was jackhammering him hard, the headboard of the hotel bed banging the wall in sync with the rhythmic slap of my balls against his hole. I couldn’t hold back, ready to empty my balls inside him.
“You want my load?” I demanded, thrusting deep in his bowels. “You want me to seed this hairy hole?”
“YES,” he screamed, locking his sphincter around the base of my swollen shaft. “Dump that load in me.”
“You’re about to get your wish,” I assured him, my balls throbbing, the pressure in my shaft building. “FUCK—Here it comes—OH SHIT—Yeah, take my fuckin’ nut—FUCK—SHIT.”
“Mmm, yeah,” he moaned, my load flooding his guts. “Breed me just like you breed your bitch. Your cum is so warm inside me.”
When my balls reached empty, my spent cock slowly going soft, I pulled out of the daddy. Sitting back on my knees, I admired the hot, hairy bod that I had just fucked. I watched proudly as my pearly load dripped from his gaping, hairy hole.
“That was fucking hot, man,” he exhaled as he stretched and put one arm behind his head. “I wish you could stay for another round, but I gotta get in the shower now. I’m having dinner with my daughter tonight. She just got engaged and I’m meeting her fiancé for the first time.”
I turned white. It felt like I’d just been kicked in the stomach, the air knocked out of me. It couldn’t be happening. It couldn’t be true.
“Wait. Is your daughter named Becca?” I demanded, terror in my voice. “Oh, Christ. Are you Mr. Bannerman?!”
The look of horror upon his face confirmed my worst fears.
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
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