Father and Son by S.E. Law
6
Braden
I’ve been to Grant’s penthouse many times because although he and Mira divorced ages ago, we kept in touch. I haven’t been here in a while, but the building’s still the same. My former stepdad lives in a huge stone palace just steps away from Central Park, and the lobby has polished marble floors as well as lavish bouquets and a smartly-dressed doorman.
Of course, Mom hates that I get along better with Grant than I do with her. The fact is that Mira’s way too overbearing, which is not my thing. I get that she has an alpha female personality from being a successful doctor, but still. She’s driven so many men away that I don’t know why she doesn’t get the picture and change.
Meanwhile, Sarah and I take the elevator up to the penthouse. Grant answers the door, and admits us to the lavish space with its triple-height ceilings, and contemporary, modern décor. Daisy’s lapping noisily at her water bowl in one corner as Sarah looks around, both astonished and awed at the same time.
“Please, have a seat,” Grant says, motioning towards a low-slung leather sofa.
We let Sarah perch on the loveseat while Grant and I sprawl on nearby couches. There’s a sleek glass coffee table in the room, almost too beautiful for words, and Sarah stares at it rather than looking up at my father and me.
But the confrontation can’t be avoided. Finally, the beautiful girl raises her head and meets our eyes.
“I want to apologize again for all this,” she begins quickly. “I didn’t mean to make such a mess…”
I cut her off with a raised hand.
“You haven’t made a mess. This isn’t a big deal, honey. You were only doing your job and this is just what happens when you have multiple clients.”
The buxom brunette chokes a bit, her cheeks going red.
“Yes, but it feels like a big deal when my job involves two people who are related!”
Grant growls. “We are sort-of related, but not by blood, honey. Again, I’m divorced from Braden’s mom, and I was her fourth husband. Your dad was her …?”
“Second,” I say with a rueful smile. “At least, I think he was.”
But Sarah’s still nervous and shakes her head.
“I’ll refund the money, I swear.”
“No, you won’t,” I interject quickly.
“But…”
I cut her off. “We don’t want to hear it, honey. You can try to give the money back, but we’re not going to accept it. I, personally, have been extremely satisfied with your services. Grant?”
The older man nods, his blue eyes flaring. “I’ve enjoyed myself very much over the last week. Everything about you has been perfect, sweetheart.”
Sarah bites her lip, and I stare at her plush pout, already wanting to devour her curves. Plus, Grant and I seem to be on the same page, and the air between the three of us vibrates. My father and I have talked about this scenario a bit in the past, but I never thought it would actually happen. Now, apparently, could be a good time to test out the fantasy.
I move to sit beside Sarah, taking her small palm in my own.
“Honey, again, both my father and I are very happy with you, and we’re willing to continue the way we have been, if you’re comfortable with it.”
The buxom brunette inhales sharply and shoots me a glance.
“What does that mean?”
I smile although my massive frame is tense. “It means we’ll share you, baby girl. It’s worked out well so far, so let’s keep it going. What do you think?”
Grant nods, but Sarah is clearly shocked. Her mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water, her eyes wide.
“What do you mean by ‘share’?” she finally asks in a breathy whisper.
I can’t help but grin. This is the exciting part and I move in for the kill.
“Well, Grant and I have each seen you twice this week, right?”
Sarah nods. “Today was our third date.”
“And your third with Grant was coming up soon.”
“I’m still looking forward to that,” my dad adds, a hungry smile on his face.
“So why don’t we merge all these dates together?” I ask in a reasonable tone. “You could make twice the amount of money, but with only half the amount of work. Does that sound like a reasonable proposal?”
Sarah stares at me. “What do you mean? I don’t think I’m understanding this.”
I lock eyes with Grant again just to be sure he wants to do this, and the other man nods subtly. Great. I turn back to the curvy girl, my expression relaxed.
“Well, Grant and I are open to modifying this arrangement a bit if you’re interested. Instead of dating us one on one, how about dating us simultaneously? You would belong to both of us.”
But still, the girl is confused and her brow wrinkles. “You mean we’d all go out on dates together?”
Grant growls. “Sure, that can be part of it, but it’s not just dates, honey. Braden and I both want to possess your curvy body. Simultaneously, if you’re game.”
Realization dawns on Sarah’s pretty features and her jaw drops to the ground. She’s stunned into silence for a moment, but then finally whispers, “You mean, like a menage? A threesome?”
Ah, the words are finally out there, and the atmosphere around us shimmers a bit with potential. Meanwhile, my dad nods, going with the flow. “That’s exactly what we mean. Braden and I have talked about this before, although it was more in jest than anything. But it made sense because we have the same taste in women, and we think we can please you as well. It could be fun, honey. Imagine this: two hungry men taking you at once, and making you scream and come so hard you forget your name.”
Sarah is still in shock.
“I can’t believe this,” she stammers. “This is crazy!”
I shrug.
“It’s not that crazy, and Grant and I are ready to pay you ten-thousand dollars a night for your services. Of course, we plan on getting every penny’s worth, but I know you can handle it. You’ve handled us separately so far, and it’s been amazing.”
She merely stares at me, before turning to Grant, and then back to me.
“Oh. My. God.”
Grant leans forward and grins. “You deserve it honey. Both Braden and I are hungry alpha males, and we want you bad. I have no doubt that you’ll please us immensely.”
But the beautiful woman’s still not sure and she shakes her head.
“I can’t,” she says. “I’m so sorry.”
My heart drops.
“Can I ask why?”
Sarah looks up at Grant and is quiet at first, but finally starts to speak.
“I feel like I’m forcing this on you. It’s all been a horrific coincidence, and if I hadn’t been seeing both of you, this wouldn’t have happened.”
“But why is this coincidence horrific?” I ask. “It seems more like an opportune one to me.”
Sarah looks at me askance. “Do you really think that?”
I nod, holding my ground. “I do. But I understand your concerns, honey, and I get it if you don’t want to say “yes” right away. But why don’t we try it once, just to see? If you like it, we’ll talk again.”
Sarah gulps and again, looks from me to my dad, and then back once more.
“Try it?” she squeaks. “You mean, right now?” she says, her voice barely above a whisper.
Grant leans forward, those blue eyes glinting. His shoulders are rigid, and I can tell he wants this just as much as I do.
“Yes, right now, honey. I think you’ll like it.”
Sarah considers this and I watch as a multitude of expressions pass over her delicate features. There’s uncertainty, fear, and curiosity, not to mention astonishment and shock. But finally the curiosity wins and she looks back at us.
“Okay,” she says in a small voice. “Let’s give it a shot then.”
Grant wastes no time. He gets up and comes around to where Sarah’s sitting, positioning himself on the other side of her. Then he seizes her lips ravenously as she mewls with surprise.
“Fuck honey,” he breathes into her mouth. “You taste so sweet. You’re going to like this, I promise.”
Meanwhile, I lose no time and begin to unbutton the tiny pearl buttons of her sundress. She’s bare underneath and her big breasts fall out, creamy and full.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” I hiss before pulling a hard pink crest into my mouth. Sarah cries out as electrical jolts shoot all the way to her cunt, and sure enough, when I reach down to stroke my hand over the crotch of her panties, they’re already soaked.
“Good girl,” I moan. “This is going to be amazing. She’s wet, Dad. After only a few seconds.”
Grant rasps harshly in his throat before pulling back from Sarah’s lips to suckle on her other breast.
“Ooohhh!” she squeals as we both lave her hard tips. “Oh my God!”
I know how it looks because the curvy girl has two men simultaneously worshipping her tits, and pretty soon, she’s completely undressed, nude and lush before us. I stare at her for a moment. Fuck, how did we get so lucky? I’d noticed that her asshole and pussy were a bit reddened when I touched her last time, but I always thought it was my own doing. Instead, it’s a turn-on to know that my dad’s been using her holes hard as well.
But Sarah’s a dirty one, and her hands fumble to free us from our jeans. Soon, we’re standing before her, our twin cocks at full mast, the tips dripping. The curvy girl squats before us, a naughty look on her face before taking one tip into her mouth, and then the other.
“Oooh, tastes good,” she moans. Her eyes flick up to me, innocent yet coy at once. “Braden, you’re a bit sweeter, while Grant, you’re a bit saltier.”
My dad and I both let out throaty growls. Fuck, is this really happening? Sure enough it is because Sarah goes to town like a pro, cooing with pleasure as she suckles both rods ravenously. But neither of us can take much more. My father pops himself out of Sarah’s mouth before reaching around her back to stroke through her legs, feeling that glistening slit.
“I need you honey,” he rasps. “Now. Get up on all fours on the couch because I want you to suck Braden while I take you from behind.”
Sarah obeys, getting into position with her mouth aligned with my tip. Then, Grant enters her from behind, his eyes closing with ecstasy as she lowers her mouth down on my cock. Oh fuck, the sensations are incredible, and I push her hair from her face so I can see her beautiful brown eyes as she deep throats me.
“That’s good, baby,” I rasp as she takes me all the way, her cheeks bulging. “Keep going. Suck me just like that…”
Sarah gags when I push her head a bit further down, but this woman is a professional and doesn’t stop. Instead, she forces herself to breathe through her nose, and then even speeds up, bobbing up and down on me with every thrust from Grant from behind.
Meanwhile, my stepfather hisses with pleasure.
“She gets wetter each time she gets cock down her throat,” he growls. “Suck harder, honey,” he commands.
Sarah moans in response, but it’s a very clear yes because sure enough, I feel her mouth increase its vacuum and I groan with the rush of sensation. Soon, we have a delicious rhythm going, with Grant pounding into her from behind while her lips work my shaft. But then my stepfather kicks it up a notch and reaches around to stroke her clit as he owns her hole. She pauses for a moment, eyes wide, and then lets out a muffled squeal as her entire body convulses. Her mouth becomes a powerful hoover on my hardness and I grip her hair while exploding wildly down her throat.
“Shit!” is my roar. “Oh fuck!”
Meanwhile, her cunt grips my dad, and Grant lets out a throaty moan too.
“Goddamn, Sarah, you’re so tight when you come on my cock. I’m going to blow my load into your pussy. Shit!”
With that, it happens. All of us are climaxing at once and stars dance before my eyes as I spray wildly into the beautiful brunette. Her cheeks hollow around my hardness as she swallows furiously, not letting a single drop escape. Meanwhile, my stepfather clutches her hips, his expression intense as he unloads his own seed into her sweetly clenching pussy.
Finally, the climaxes subside a bit and we pull out slowly. Both of our members are glistening and wet, and the curvy girl moans at the sight. But then she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand before reaching down between her legs to scoop up some of Grant’s seed.
“Mmm,” she giggles while tasting the tip of her finger. “Like I said, you’re sweet, Braden, and you’re salty, Grant.”
With that, our growls go hungry once more. Who knew our little girl was so dirty? But Sarah is absolutely perfect for us, and my stepdad and I both grin appreciatively before diving in for round two.