Son for Hire Interlude: Thunderbird Part 9 (Patreon)

Glp, glp, glp.  Kitty swallows every last drop of Alan’s thick pent up load.

“Ohhhhh.”  He sighs as his hulking body relaxes all at once.  His gripping hands ease up on her hair then his right comes down to tenderly stroke her cheek.  “Ohhhh Kitty.”

Her eyes smiling Kit suckles for a little while longer on Alan’s spent meat then slowly pulls back for on least long suck.  His cock spills from her lips to swing in front of her. Opening her mouth wide and extending her tongue she proudly shows him that she’d finished her meal.  

“You taste good Daddy.”

She then kisses his cock and, handling it with care, puts it back away again. She even does his zipper up and smooths out the fly.  Just like that he stood looking just as he had before the bj had begun, not one bit of evidence of his cheating to be seen.  It was unspoken a signal from her to him that she understood his situation and that she could be trusted with their secret.  She sits back, the salty spunky flavor of his cum still swimming in her mouth, places her hands on her knees and sits up pretty for him.  She knew she’d made him feel good, and that made her feel good too.

With his passion spent a post-orgasmic calm washes over Alan and leaves him speechless.  His cock still sung with the bliss of the best head he’d ever had but it was how Kitty looked so small and precious and beautiful kneeling there in front of him that got his tongue.  Seeing her like that, genuinely joyous and unbroken despite everything she’d been through throughout her rough life, he could only admire her.  The scars on both her body and soul only made her all the more beautiful in his eyes.  Forced to be resilient as she navigated the cruel world she’d been born into Kitty had nevertheless retained a sweet core of goodness beneath it all.  Alan wasn’t sure he could have been so strong.  Though she was a capable and independent woman he could not help but feel proud of her.  Every instinct in his huge body just wanted to take this girl in his arms to hold her and protect her.  And so he does.  Reaching down Alan scoops Kitty from the floor and cradles her in his arms.

Kitty lays her head on his shoulder and snuggles into his fuzzy vest.  Normally she was not a fan with how intimate and cuddly men got after blowing their load, but with Alan it only felt right.  She actually liked his cuddles.  Her only worry now was that he’d come to his senses and forget all they’d just gone through.  Her worry is allayed however as he nuzzles into her hair for a kiss and a soft whisper.  “My baby girl.”  A humongous smile on her face Kitty balls up tighter in his big strong arms, feeling as safe and adored as she ever had.  Perhaps this was all a momentary fantasy but for right now it was real.

But Kitty being Kitty, their tender moment does not last for long.  “Does this mean I can use the pool now?”

Alan laughs.  Oh how he laughs.  “You…impudent…”

“Yeah.”

“…insolent…”

“True.”

“…incorrigible…”

“Guilty.”

“…little brat!”

“So is that a yes?”

He carries her to the Thunderbird, holds her with one arm as he slams the hood down, then onto the sprawling hood he plops Kitty’s bare ass down.  “You’ll never learn, will you?”

Brining her knees up to her sides, her toes pointed cutely, Kitty bats her eyes and asks with a not so innocent smile.  “Am I in trouble again?”

Grabbing her inner thighs he spreads her legs as wide as they would go and dives down to start eating her out.  Like a starving man he slurps and laps at her hot pink pussy.  Wanting to taste her with his whole mouth Alan’s plunging tongue stabs deeply as his lips suck hungrily.  Without the massive balls and schlong of his wife to contend with he is given a freedom of movement that is genuinely liberating.  Even better, he is able to look up unobstructed to see the pleasure play out on his baby girl’s pretty face.

Kitty grabs his hair and grinds into his mouth.  “Ohhhhh Daddy!”

His carnal hunger riled up all over again Alan eats out Kitty’s cunny like a man possessed.  His beard wet with her nectar he tongues two squealing, writhing climaxes out of her in the space of just a few minutes.  From there things get serious.  Off comes the sweater vest.  Buttons fly as Kitty tears his expensive shirt wide open.  Alan pulls his belt from his waist and uses to roughly tie Kitty’s wrists together.  Down comes the pants and shorts and bent over the fender goes Kitty.  

“Rrrrrrmmm.”  He growls as he enters her tight, wet pussy.  It was everything he hoped it would be and more.

“Ohhhhhhh.”  She moans as he fills her up juuuuust right.  “Make me scream Daddy!  Fuck your little slut like only you can.”

Spurred on by Kitty’s lewd encouragement and free from Evelyn’s delicate sensibilities the beast within Alan is unleashed.  Taking her from behind two tons of American steel is set to rocking as he plows hard and deep and fast into the wailing Kitty.  He goes as hard as he can for as long as he can before stopping just short of climax to kneel down and spread her cheeks to feast on her pussy some more, this time with a dessert of ass.  Recouped he picks her up and spins her around with effortless strength.  She squeeees with excitement before letting out a great gasp as he brings down against him, impaled on his hard cock.

“OH!”  Her eyes flare as her bound hands hook behind his neck.  “Alan!”

“He he he.”  His deep laugh rumbles through his wide hairy chest.

Holding her weight with ease Alan steps away from the car.  Holding her lithe body by the sides he soon has her bouncing on his dick with hard clapping thrusts. Without external support her entire weight comes slamming down onto him with each stroke.  The ferocity of this repetitive flesh on flesh impact echoes off of the walls to provide a steady beat to Alan’s low feral grunts and Kitty’s high lilting cries.  Again he goes hard, fucking another O out of Kitty before letting up for another rest.

“Ohhhh my GAHD!”  Kitty is in sexual heaven as she shudders through the tail end of another all encompassing climax.

Pulling her in Alan kisses her, deeply and passionately, and she kisses back with equal fervor.  From there he takes her down to the hard floor just beside the chrome front bumper of the T-bird.  He hurriedly gathers what clothes he could reach to give something of a cushion then lays her down as gently as a feather.  Posting up on his arms he looms over her in missionary position, his thick pecs flexing.  She wriggles her hands from the belt and lets it fall to her side as she runs her hands up and down his thick muscular torso.

“Give it to me Daddy.”

And so begins the third and final round.  This time it starts slowly, his hips moving smoothly and sinuously as his cock glides in and out of her incredible pussy.  Soon though the rhythm is picking up once more.  Soon the clap, clap, clap beat of body on body is filling the garage once again.  He slaps her tits and she pinches his nipples.  He pins her arms and she snarls and tells him to fuck her harder.  He calls her his slut and she calls him her Big Daddy.  He licks her body and she grabs his ass.  All the while they fuck and fuck and fuck like they’d never get it again.

Gazing into each other’s eyes they both knew that this time there would be no rest and recuperation.  This was the final flurry.  Huffing and heaving like bucking bull Alan tries hold back as long as he could.  But when Kitty reaches up to pet his beard and whispers “Cum for me Daddy.” that was all she wrote.

Hammering home one last time he slams balls deep as his cock erupts.  Swept along by his frenzied lust Alan, normally so wise and thoughtful, makes the oldest mistake in the book.  After so many years of marriage Alan was out of the habit of using protection.  Two hard rapturous pumps in and that terrible thought strikes him like a bolt of lightning that…he was fucking her raw!

“Shit!”  He grunts as he realizes too late what he’d done.

He goes to pull away but Kitty swiftly wraps her legs around his hips to hold him deep as her own climax pulses around his.  “Ohhhhhhhhh!!!”

The mistake made Alan gives himself over to the moment and grinding in deep as wad after thick virile wad of cum pumps Kitty’s fertile young womb full to the brim.

“Ohhhhhhh!”  Their ecstatic duet rings.

Spent and satisfied like never before Alan’s great body slumps down onto the trembling Kitty.  Though it nearly crushes her Kitty smiles as she feels his great weight on top of her.  Her arms and legs around him she pulls him in even tighter.

“Ohhhh Alan.”  She whispers in sweaty exhaustion.  “Ohhhhh my God.”

“That…was…incredible.”  He pants.  Letting out a great sigh he rolls to the side and keeps her in his embrace.

The pair lay on the cold concrete entangled in each other’s arms.  In silence they kiss, they coo, they gaze, and they bond, oblivious to everything around them.  Alan had technically cheated on Evelyn with his secretary those years ago and now with Kitty, but it wasn’t until this quiet moment of intimacy that he felt in his heart that he’d truly been unfaithful.

When the real world finally does filter back into their blissful union it was the experienced Kitty to speak first.  “Your wife might get home soon.  So to my husband.  We gotta move.”

“Hahh, shit.  You’re right.”  He pets her cheek and kisses her once more.  “We have to clean up.”

“The perfect crime.”  She winks impishly.  “Hopefully not our last.”

“Yeah…the perfect crime.”  His face goes serious.  “You’re on the pill, right?”

With a cringing smile.  “Ehhhh.”

“Tell me you’ve got some sort contraception!”

As if on cue his softening manhood splurts out of her creamy coochie.  “With the recovery and…ever since the hospital…since I gave up the life…I didn’t think I’d…uh boy.”

“Kitty!?”

She looks up at him with an adorably guilty pout.  “Oops!”

** End of Thunderbird Interlude **

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