Deepthroat Extorton

Then, he screwed the faggot's throat deep and hard until he pumped another load of jizz into the queer's gullet and again Brynn wondered, what kind of man would do such a thing? Was he devoid of any morals? He could talk to his wife while he was fucking a cocksucker in the mouth?

...

It took days for him to face Miranda. He needed time to let guilt settle and then try to push it so far down that he wouldn't even think of it. In time, he did talk to her although much of his conduct with her was pure fakery because he knew that their friendship had been irreversibly contaminated by her father's sperm.

He felt sorry for Miranda because her father was her hero and she was proud of his prestige and notoriety in the community. If only she knew ... but he hoped she would never, ever find out!

After laying with her father that first time and receiving her father's seed, the next time held less guilt. The damage had been done by that first seeding. It had broken the fidelity of his relationship with Miranda, even though she had no idea that anything had happened.

In the weeks that followed, Oscar said he got rid of most of his other cocksuckers which explained why he wanted to fuck Brynn in the mouth several times a week instead of once a week as in the beginning.

Things became even more strange when Oscar demanded that Brynn spend a three day weekend while his wife and daughter were out of town, and he wanted to fuck Brynn in their home. Brynn shuddered with the thought of Miranda walking in on them and seeing her father on top of him and her father balling his queer mouth. He would die! It would have been better to let the video be shown and skip all of the jeopardy that seemed pending.

Oscar told him that he had been dreaming of having Brynn lay exactly where his wife lay in the few times that she was interested in sex. Brynn found himself laying on their marriage bed and he watched as the big man got on top of him while saying, "I've wanted to do this for the longest time; mount you just like I mount her and fuck you just like I fuck her. Hell, whenever I fuck her, I'm thinking about your throat anyway. So now, it's like I'm doing both of you."

He fucked Brynn for nearly 40 minutes and all the while Brynn dreaded the thought that Miranda might come home early and find her father on top of him. A second thought was the realization that laying where his wife lay and getting screwed like he screwed her -- he was experiencing what it was like to be this horny man's wife. And when Oscar was ready to cum, he told Brynn to take it like a pussy—like he was a "mouth-wife" for the weekend.

But the strangeness didn't end there.

After taking about an hour's break, Oscar led him to another bedroom and opened the door to a room that was pink and fluffy.

Was he kidding? Was he serious? Was he really planning to . . .

He recognized Miranda's flags in the corner and a picture of her with a friend.

"Lay down cocksucker. You know what this is about. Daddy needs to fuck his sweet little princess. All that money we put into braces to give you that pretty mouth ... yeah, daddy's waited a long time to fuck that pretty mouth! And today, daddy is going to get just what he wants, all fucking weekend. Lay down 'princess'. Daddy's going fuck you right in that pretty little mouth!"