My dad starts dating a young woman after losing his wife to cancer. She is nothing more than a gold digging bitch.
It was the summer before my senior year in high school when my mother of only 36 years passed away from a year long battle with breast cancer. She was an extraordinary woman, wife and mother that fought until the very last day of her life. My father and I were both devastated at her death, even though we knew her time was near and thought we were well prepared for the outcome. My mother’s sisters and their families attended the funeral, but went home following the services. After the burial, my father and I went home to an empty house fully expecting to see my mother’s smiling face. I was an only child so I didn’t have any siblings to provide comfort. My father kept to himself for the next few weeks. During that time, we had modest dinners and sat in the family room to half watch a movie or television show.
My father worked as a petroleum engineer in his youth and ended up buying several small oil companies. He ended up selling all of those companies so he could be a fulltime nurse to my mom. He made a significant amount when he sold the businesses. We lived in a beautiful home on ten acres of land and never had to worry about money. That isn’t to say that my parents were lavish about their spending. Other than our home, a fishing boat and nice vehicles, we didn’t throw money around at all. In fact, my parents were quite the opposite. They spent money wisely and invested heavily in the stock market. Most of our friends knew we lived a good life, but I suspect they didn’t really know our net worth. It was one of those topics that my parents always avoided talking about to others…including me. I did find a few bank and investment statements that showed how much we actually had…it was in the millions.
At the start of the school year, my father met a young woman named Louise. She was a short full-figured woman of 26 years; fourteen years junior to my father…actually she was closer to my age. Louise had auburn hair that cascaded down near her waist. I saw one of her bra’s in the hamper and noticed the tag read 34-DD. Wow, those were some melons she was hiding under her blouses. She tended to dress very conservative around my father and me. Being Irish, she had pale skin with heart-shaped red lips and green eyes. Her and my father started dating and ended up living together in a very short time following my mother’s death. I was not too happy about the speed this all happened. My father was probably lonely more than anything else. It didn’t hurt that Louise had large breasts and wide hips as well as a pretty face. She was the spitting image of my mother when she was that age. Louise was just over five feet tall and was several inches shorter than my father and me. We were both about six feet. Unfortunately, my father had put on several pounds during my mother’s sickness. He was probably close to 250 pounds with a large pot belly. I knew he was subconscious about his weight, but didn’t seem to be in a hurry to lose it.
I always suspected Louise was a gold digger. She was much younger than my dad and came from a very different background. We were Catholic and she was Presbyterian. She arrived in the country under a student visa, but never went beyond a few semesters in college. My suspicions of her would prove true in the coming weeks. For now, she seemed to be good for my dad. He was the happiest since before we found out about mom’s cancer. After my mom’s diagnosis, my dad rarely smiled. Louise seemed to change that part of him, and for that I was very appreciative. He deserves to be happy.
My dad had told Louise that he planned to take her as his wife after his bereavement period. She started acting like my stepmom immediately. It was about two months after Louise had moved into our house that I started seeing a change in her behavior. She seemed to have a short temper and would often berate my father and me about the simplest things, like forgetting to turn the light off in the bathroom. My dad seemed to have more tolerance with her than me. Louise would always pester him about using my mom’s BMW but my dad didn’t want anyone driving it, including me. He kept the keys to that car in his safe.
A few weeks later, I had the day off from school and hadn’t left my bedroom all morning. It was near noon when I jumped out of bed, grabbed my robe and some clean underwear so I could shower before heading down to eat. To my surprise, Louise must have invited one of her friends over to the house for lunch. I don’t think she remembered I was still at home since she started talking about my dad in a very derogatory way. I could hear her from the top of the stairs. My dad was visiting some friends across town so he would be gone for the better part of the day.
I could hear Louise say “…yeah, it looks like John hasn’t put me in his will yet. He still has his ex-wife and his son listed as sole beneficiaries.” John is my dad’s name. I crept closer and started the video recorder on my phone. So far, I could only hear her voice. “…I looked at the most recent bank and investment statements. It looks like John has a little over ten million dollars in financial assets, plus this house which is worth another million. In addition, the two BMW’s are worth about $50k each. He still won’t let me have the BMW his ex-wife drove. Says it’s too painful to see someone else driving it. That is total bullshit that I have to drive my old beat-up clunker.”
Her friend replied “just keep pressuring John to replace his wife’s name with you in his will. I’m sure a couple of intense sex sessions will help drive the point home. Offer up your ass if it will help. Or you can get pregnant so he has to provide child support for 18 years.” She then started laughing at her own response.
After moving closer to the dining room, I was able to get a good line-of-sight of Louise so I could get her on video in addition to her voice. I still wasn’t able to see her friend.
Louise responded to her friend’s comment. “No one is entering my back door especially that fat ass future husband of mine. I already have to tolerate him lying on top of me and fucking my cunt. I also have to suck him every now and then. Yeah he returns the favor, but his tongue is worthless when it comes to making me orgasm. That is why I refuse to let him cum in my mouth. As far as pregnancy is concerned, he got a vasectomy several years ago so no child support.”
Her friend laughed and laughed, and then said “well you might have to suck him dry if you are to convince him to put you in the will. If it will help, I will come over and have a threesome. If both of us put out, then I’m sure we can get him to change it. Men are such sex addicts that a little pussy will convince them to jump off a cliff.”
“Doris, if you are willing to have a threesome with John and me, then I am more than happy to set it up if you think it will help. Are you sure you want that fat ass bastard inside your pussy or mouth?” Louise asked. “I mean, he even has to take a blue pill to get hard.”
Doris replied “if you will get half that money, I will let John fuck my ass raw. What about that son of his? He seems nice.”
Louise laughed “I wouldn’t let that spoiled kid near me. He is probably worse than his dad. I expect he would shoot his load before he got his pants down.”
Then both of them laughed and laughed. I could see Louise pouring some wine in both of their glasses then walk into the kitchen to make the lunch. Doris then walked into the kitchen with Louise and gave her a passionate kiss. They started feeling each other up under their clothes. Wow! All of this was being recorded on my phone.
At this point I was furious. I wanted to march into the kitchen and yell at both of them, and then kick Doris’ sorry ass out of the house. Instead, I went back to my bedroom and tried to decide the best way to break the news to my dad. I thought ‘Dad will be heartbroken that his girlfriend is a gold digging bitch. He already lost the love of his life less than a year ago, now this will put him into a deep depressed state. I can’t be the one to break the news. I need to find another way to prevent this from happening.’
Later that afternoon, I walked into the kitchen for a late lunch. Doris had already left the house a few hours ago. Louise was in the backyard lounging by the pool. I could see she was still drinking wine although the empty bottle was lying on its side in the grass. She must have polished off the entire bottle.
I confronted Louise “I overhead you talking about my father with your friend Doris. I always knew you were nothing more than a gold digging bitch. I have both of you on video talking about my dad’s will.”
Louise was taken by surprise and looked horrified when she asked me “what are you planning to do?”
I replied “nothing yet as long as you serve me.”
She asked “what do you mean serve you?”
I responded “I’m not sure yet, but the first thing you WILL do is give me a blowjob.”
Louise said “are you mad? I’m not going to blow you.”
I replied “then I guess we are done here. As soon as dad gets home I will show him the video. I would start packing if I were you. I’m sure he will put you out as soon as he finishes watching the video.”
Louise dropped her eyes and said “Okay fine, you win.”
I walked over to her and instructed her to get on her knees.
Louise said “we can’t do this outside. The neighbors might see us.”
I said “I don’t care if they see us or not. You will suck my dick right now!”
Louise dropped to her knees in front of me and pulled my shorts and underwear down. My cock was still flaccid when she took me in her mouth. It grew to an erect eight inches in a few seconds. She started bobbing her head but only sucking about the first two inches of my cock. I immediately grabbed her ears and pulled her mouth to near the base of my cock. She gagged and coughed but I held it down her throat for fifteen seconds before moving her head back. Louise was gasping for air then I plunged my cock back down her throat. I could feel the pop when my cock head passed her throat opening.
Louise had drool running down her chin. She continued to gag and cough as I forced my cock deep in her mouth. On my tenth thrust, I was able to push my entire eight inches down her throat. She was thrashing her arms and trying to push my hips back. I told her to relax her throat and breathe through her nose all while laughing at her predicament. Soon I felt the unmistakable tightening of my pending orgasm. I pulled my cock back to where only half was between her lips and shot my first load to the back of her throat. I pulled back a little further and shot the rest of my load on her tongue. When I finished I pulled out and said “do not swallow until I tell you. I want you to open your mouth show me my jizz.”
Louise opened her mouth and showed me the white jizz at the bottom of her mouth and on her tongue. I told her “roll my load around your mouth but do not swallow. Then close your mouth and keep my cum inside until I say. I want you to taste my cum for a while before it goes down your gullet.” I then sat down on the patio lounge chair while Louise was still on her knees in front of me crying her eyes out. Her eyes were red and her mascara was running down her cheeks. She looked like a cheap whore. I reclined the lounge chair and placed my arms behind my head in a relaxed position. I just looked at her and shook my head indicating that she keep my jizz inside. After ten minutes I said “go ahead and swallow my load. Open your mouth to show me when it is all gone.”
Louise swallowed twice and opened her mouth then asked me if she could leave. I told her “go shower and put on some makeup. I want you to get in my bed when you are done. Wear your most slutty undergarments and nothing else. I’ll be inside in about an hour.”
Louise then left me outside with a huge smile on my face. I intended to milk my advantage as long as possible. I had no intention of letting her marry my dad. She was still a gold digging bitch.
I walked into my bedroom about an hour later. Louise was lying on my bed wearing a red lace thong and matching bra. I walked up to her and took a few pictures using my phone. I would add these to the same folder as my video of Doris and her. She did have a great body, especially her tits. I planned to punish those tits.
Louise was on her back when I reached out and pushed her legs open. I ripped the thong from her hips and tossed it on the floor. She cringed when the material tore. I’m sure it probably cost quite a lot. I instructed her to remove the bra and toss it to the floor next to her panties.
Once she was naked, I was able to fully enjoy her beauty. Her tits stood straight up even while she was lying on her back. Her skin was white and smooth with nipples and areolas a nice shade of pink. They wouldn’t remain this color much longer. I took a few more pictures then grabbed her nipples and twisted hard. Louise yelped and scrunched her face. She tried to grab my hands and push them away but I slapped her hard across the left tit and told her to stay still. Next I grabbed both tits and roughly groped them. I moved my right hand down and shoved a finger up past the second knuckle inside her tight cunt. She was still dry but I didn’t care. Louise yelled again and started to cry.
I stood and pulled my shorts and underwear down to my ankles then kicked them aside. I moved to the middle of the bed between her legs and grabbed my cock guiding it to her pussy. Without waiting, I shoved in as hard as I could but was only able to penetrate about half of my cock. Louise screamed to stop and wait for her to get ready. I then pushed my body up in a prone position and slammed down with all my weight driving my cock inside to the hilt. She screamed out in pain when I hammered her cervix.
I held my cock deep inside. Louise turned her head to the left. I told her “bitch, look at me when I fuck you. I want to see the look in your eyes while I thrust in and out. Do not look away again.”
I started thrusting as hard and fast as I could. Louise kept her eyes with mine but I could tell she was disgusted with my actions. She had a look of hate in her eyes…so did I.
When I was nearing my climax, Louise told me “go ahead and cum in me. I’m not on birth control. I don’t necessarily want to get pregnant by you, but at least your dad will need to support the baby.”
I just smiled and said “don’t worry. I don’t plan to cum in your whore cunt. Now turn around and get on all fours.”
Louise turned away from me and got up on her hands and knees. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled while wiggling her ass at me. I told her to put her head and shoulder on the bed but keep her ass in the air. She complied.
I pulled my t-shirt over my head and grabbed both of her arms by the wrists. I wrapped my shirt around her wrists so she was not able to move much. She didn’t know this yet, but I planned to fuck her ass raw.
I started thrusting in and out of her wet pussy to get as much lubrication as needed. When I pulled back, I deliberately withdrew my cock and pushed it between her ass cheeks to drop some of that wetness on her anus. I then pushed back in her cunt as hard as I could. I repeated this action multiple times until her ass crack was shinning by her wetness. Louise would grunt each time I forced my way deep inside. Then without warning, I withdrew from her cunt again and shoved my rock hard cock past her ass sphincter. She yelled out so loud I’m sure half the neighborhood heard her “don’t fuck my ass!”
I relentlessly pounded her ass for the next ten minutes. Louise was grunting and crying with each forced entry. I was enjoying the dominate position. Then I blasted my load deep in her ass. My cock must have twitched for a full minute. I told her “see I didn’t cum in your whore cunt.” When I withdrew, I noticed my cock had a brown tint along the shaft. It was time to get my cock cleaned.
I spun Louise around so she was lying on her back with her arms pinned under her weight. I moved up and straddled her shoulders then pushed my cock past her lips. Louise’s eyes went wide and she tried to twist her head side to side to get away from my cock. I just forced my way deeper and said “now clean my cock you bitch. Suck me clean otherwise I will need to fuck your ass again.” She scrunched up her face and slowly sucked.
When I was satisfied, I pulled my cock out of her mouth and stood up in bed. I held my cock and pissed on her face, in her hair and all over her tits. I then jumped out of bed saying “now go take a shower you slut. You smell worse than you look which is saying a lot because you look like a two dollar hooker.”
Louise stood and turned her back to me asking “please untie my hands so I can shower.”
I just looked at her and said “not yet. Go stand in the bathroom for a while until I am ready to let you shower. Do not clean yourself until I say. I want you to look in the mirror, smell my piss and taste your own ass. I will decide later if and when I tell my dad.”
From that point on, I took my liberties with Louise as often as I could. Eventually, she moved out of the house. My dad was a little heartbroken but he quickly got over it. I think he realized she wanted nothing more than a free ride at his expense. Good riddance.