Chapter 8: Dad Takes Over
: After the Wedding
The opulent bridal suite was bathed in the soft, warm glow of the bedside lamps, casting long, dancing shadows across the sumptuous walls. The room was a symphony of silk and velvet, the four-poster bed draped with luxurious fabrics that seemed to shimmer in the flickering light. The scent of jasmine and sandalwood filled the air, a heady mix that clung to the senses, invoking a sense of luxury and indulgence.
Ethan lay splayed across the bed, his wedding dress rumpled and disheveled, a stark contrast to the pristine elegance of the room.
His hair was a wild mess, his makeup smeared and faded, and his body was covered in a sheen of sweat and other people's cum. He felt used, abused, and utterly filthy - and he loved every moment of it.
Ben approached the bed, his eyes roaming over Ethan's body, a hunger in his gaze that made Ethan's cock twitch with anticipation. "You look like a gorgeous mess, my princess," Ben growled, his voice thick with desire. "Like you've been passed around by a bunch of male animals."
Ethan grinned, a slow, wicked curve of his lips.
"That's the plan, husband." He lifted his legs, spreading them wide, giving Ben an unobstructed view of his used, gaping hole. "I want you to clean me up. I want you to lick and suck every last drop of cum out of my cunt."
Ben's nostrils flared, his eyes darkening with primal lust. He climbed onto the bed, his knees straddling Ethan's hips, and leaned down, his breath hot on Ethan's sensitive skin. "God, you look delicious," he growled, his voice a low rumble. He looked up at Ethan, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
"Good thing we have all night, isn't it?" Before Ethan could respond, Ben dove in, his tongue lashing against Ethan's asshole, licking and sucking every droplet of cum that Jake had left behind. Ethan moaned, his back arching off the bed as Ben's tongue worked its magic, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body.
"Fuck, Ben, that feels so good," Ethan gasped, his fingers gripping the bedsheets, twisting them into knots. Ben hummed against Ethan's skin, his tongue delving deeper, exploring every inch of Ethan's ravaged hole.
He could taste the mixed flavors of Jake and who knows who else, and it drove him wild.
"You taste incredible, baby," he murmured, his words muffled against Ethan's flesh. "Like an iron chef buffet of cum. I can't get enough of it."
Ethan moaned, his hips bucking up to meet Ben's tongue. "Yes, Ben. Eat my cunt. Lick every drop of cum out of me."
Ben groaned, his cock throbbing with need as he listened to Ethan's filthy words.
He could feel the heat of Ethan's body beneath him, the taste of cum on his tongue driving him wild. He plunged his tongue deeper into Ethan's hole, fucking it with reckless abandon.
"You're my sex-crazy bride aren't you, Ethan?" Ben growled, his voice thick with lust. "You love being filled with cum, don't you? You love being passed around and used like a slut-goddess."
Ethan moaned in response, his hips jerking against Ben's mouth. "Yes, Ben. I'm your sex-crazy bride. I love it.
I love being your sex-crazy bride." Ben groaned, his cock pulsing with need. "Fuck, Ethan, you're making me crazy. I need to be inside you. I need to feel your tight little cunt milking my cock." Ethan moaned, his body trembling with anticipation. "Fuck me, Ben. Fill me up with your cum. Make me yours completely." Ben didn't need to be told twice. He reached between them, wrapping his fingers around his slick, throbbing cock, and guided it to Ethan's eager, stretched hole.
He rubbed the head against Ethan's entrance, coating it with precum, making sure it was nice and wet before he pushed in.
"You ready for this, my little whore-princess?" Ben growled, his voice thick with lust and desire.
Ethan nodded eagerly, his breath coming in short gasps. I'm ready. I want it. I need it. I need your cock inside me."
Ben groaned and pushed forward, the head of his cock breaching Ethan's tight entrance. Ethan gasped, his body tensing at the initial intrusion, but Ben didn't give him time to adjust.
He thrust forward, his cockhead forcing its way deeper into Ethan's yielding hole. Ethan moaned, his fingers scrabbling at the bedsheets, his nails digging into the fabric.
"God, Ben, you're so big," Ethan gasped, his breath coming in short pants. "You're splitting me in two."
Ben chuckled, a dark, dangerous sound. "That's the idea, baby. I want you to feel every inch of my cock.
I want you to know who your husband is, Ethan. I want you to remember this feeling, to remember who owns your tight little cunt." Ben growled, his voice thick with lust and possession.
He continued to push forward, his cock stretching Ethan's hole wider and wider with each passing second. As the head of his cock finally breached Ethan's inner muscles, a low groan of pleasure escaped Ethan's lips. He couldn't believe how full he felt, how much he loved the sensation of being filled and stretched by Ben's enormous cock.
"Fuck, yes," Ethan gasped, his body trembling with the invasion. "Give it to me, Ben. Give me all of that big cock."
Ben grunted, his hands gripping Ethan's hips tightly as he began to move, his cock sliding deeper and deeper into Ethan's willing hole. "That's right, baby," Ben growled. "Take it all. Take every fucking inch of your husband's cock."
Ethan moaned, his body adjusting to the intrusion, his muscles relaxing and allowing Ben to sink deeper and deeper inside him.
The sensation was exquisite, a mixture of pain and pleasure that sent shivers of anticipation down his spine. "God, Ben, you're so deep," he gasped, his voice a ragged breath. "I can feel every fucking inch of you."
Ben groaned, his fingers digging into Ethan's hips, his cock pounding in and out of Ethan's ass with increasing speed and force. "That's right, wifey," he grunted. "You're gonna take every inch of my fuck-stick. You can screw all the men you want, cuckold me every day but...at the end of the evening I'm your husband and I'm the one finishing up inside you!" Ben shuddered and then unleashed a torrent of cum inside Ethan's rectum, splashing against the walls and coating his intestines.
Just then, the door opened and Ethan's dad stepped into the room. "Am I intruding?" he asked...
Ethan's eyes widened as he saw his dad, Wolf, standing in the doorway, a wicked grin on his face. "Well, well, well, look what we have here," he said, his eyes roaming over Ethan's ravaged body. "My son, the little slut-bride."
Ben chuckled, his cock still buried deep inside Ethan. "You're one to talk, old man. I saw you fucking Sarah earlier."
Wolf chuckled, unbuttoning his shirt. "Yes, well, she's always been a filthy little whore. Just like her husband." He looked at Ethan, a warm smile on his face, his eyes darkening with lust.
"Looks like you've been an insatiable slut-bride, son. Ready for some more cock?"
Ethan moaned, his body still reeling from the intense fucking Ben had just given him. But the sight of his dad's thick, hard cock, already leaking precum, was enough to make his own cock twitch with anticipation. "Yes, Dad," he whimpered. "Please fuck me. I want your big cock inside me."
Wolf smiled down at Ethan; his lust wa mixed with warmth and love for the man lying there in a wedding gown and high heels... his eyes locked onto Ethan's. He noticed the makeup on Ethan 's face: the expertly done mascara and smeared lipstick, the rouge and eyeliner. Ethan had been a beautiful young man but he was a stunning woman. Wolf said in a soft voice: "You are a gorgeous bride, and are going to make a wonderful wife - I can tell. But right now I am proud of you as my son. You have become true to yourself and shown the world who you really are without caring what anyone thinks. I raised you right - to do that, didn't I?
Ethan started to cry and the two hugged each other and then began to kiss. "Bend me over, Dad, please...?" Ethan whispered. Ben sat in the "cuck chair" at the side of the bed and watched as his father-in-law turned his son around and lifted up his wedding dress. Ethan's dad dropped his pants to his ankles; his enormous penis was already stone hard, and Ethan's anus/cunt needed no lubrication - it was positively dripping with jizz from god knows how many men. Dad inserted his cock into Ethan's rectum with practiced ease. Wolf murmured to his son: "I am so proud of you my son! I am so proud of who you have become! And I am so proud that you can take this fucking, take my cock - even better than your mother did! " "Yes, Dad," Ethan moaned. "I want it hard and deep. Fill my cunt with your cum." Wolf grunted, "You want it hard and deep, my sexy son? You got it." Smiling ear-to-ear Wolf grabbed his son's hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, and began to pound into Ethan in hard practiced strokes. Ethan cried out, his body trembling with the sheer intensity of the assault. "Thank you Dad!" Ethan cried out." I wanted this for so long!" "I've wanted to fuck you too son!" Wolf said. "For years now - even when you were still a full macho man." "Really Dad? You really think I'm fuckable sexy?" Wolf was pounding into Ethan, rhythmically sticking his enormous love-pole into his son's rectum; between grunts he answered: "After college graduation, Ethan, when we talked about going on that camping trip...? I planned to stick my cock into you then - I wanted to show you! Wanted to make you understand! I love you so much, you're so incredibly sexy. Your mom knew she couldn't compete with you. She knew that some point you and I would become lovers... She approved and would have liked to see this. Bless her soul!" "Then stick it in my ass hard as you can Dad! As Mom would have wanted!" Ethan screamed, tears streaming down his face as his dad's cock relentlessly pummeled his ass. Wolf grunted out: "Your mother wanted me to fuck you, Ethan to show you our love in the most beautiful possible way. With sex!"
Wolf's breath was coming in ragged gasps, his body glistening with sweat as he plunged in and out of his son, the wet, slapping sounds of their flesh meeting filling the room. "That's right, son," he growled. "Take my cock, you beautiful beautiful boy! I am SO proud of you Ethan! I am so proud of you, you gorgeous sexy bride!" "I love you dad!" Ethan gasped as his father began pumping semen into his rectum.
It started with a squirt and then became a torrent of cum, filling Ethan's boy-cunt. The sensation was overwhelming, and Ethan could feel every pulsation of his father's cock as it released its seed deep inside him.
"Take it, son," Wolf growled, his body tense with his orgasm. "Take every last drop of my cum into your pussy. I am so proud of you!"
Ethan could hardly believe the words he was hearing, but he was too far gone in the moment to process them fully. He wanted this, wanted this physical relationship with his father, wanted to feel his love in the most primal and explicit way possible.
He could feel every pulse of his father's cock inside him, the hot, thick cum coating his insides and dripping out onto the bedsheets. He could feel his dad's hands gripping his hips, the strength and power of his father's body as he continued to fuck him with intense, passionate strokes.
"God, Dad," Ethan groaned, his own cock throbbing with need. "Your cock feels so fucking good inside me. I can't believe how much I love it."
Wolf groaned, as his penis slowly deflated and popped out of his son's rectum. Jizz came gushing out of Ethan's bottom hole and Ben quickly dove into the crack and started icing up the thick milk mixture of spooge and lube and sweat. Wolf and Ethan hugged each other again, kissing each other passionately. "Thank you dad!" Ethan choked out. "I love you so much!" "I love you too, son! Now - I'll let you two love birds get some rest. I hear the four of you will have quite the honeymoon..? When you get back you will have to tell me all about it. And...of course I will be fucking both of you and your exes!" He laughed as he left the room. Ethan and Ben kissed; "Are you proud of your wife?": Ethan asked. "You'll never know...!" Ben responded.