Ty Decides We Belong to Him

Ty Decides We Belong to Him

His insatiable desire for me made him bolder.

AT WORK-

One more excruciating hour and my work day would finally end. It had been a typical Monday. Mostly of my time spent on paperwork, and meetings, and tapping my fingers on my desk. Enough dead time to scroll Facebook, IG and TikTok. At least I could laugh and maybe learn something new.

Thirty minutes later, my phone rings. My office door is usually open so I keep my personal calls to a quiet minimum. I was surprised when son-in-law's name popped up. Ty never rings my phone unless directed to by my daughter.

Was everything okay? Did something happen to one of them? The questions sped through my mind like a race car at the Indy 500. I answered nervously.

"Ty, is everything okay?" I asked in a concerned voice, you don't usually call me. I glanced at the clock wondering what my boss would say if I needed to leave early. A favor I did not relish requesting.

I was relieved upon hearing his calm reply on the other end. "Yes, everything is fine Mom, just fine." Then, he asked me an unusual question, one usually reserved for my daughter. So, I assumed he was asking for her.

There's an old saying about assuming. And this ended up being one of those times that called for a reminder of how appropriate that saying was.

"I was wondering if you're working late tonight?" He asked me.

Still thinking it had something to do with timing, for dinner or a need she might have before I got home, I responded.

"Absolutely not! This day has been one of the longest, and I am so anxious to get out of here, into my car, and home. I should be there around the normal time. What's going on? I asked. Do you guys need anything?

"It's me, he replied. I need something.

"Oh, okay, I said, I don't mind stopping. There I go assuming again. What's up?"

"It's a very unusual request," he proceeded to say.

"Is it somewhere I need to go, or something you need me to do?"

"Well, your daughter was very tired, and she ate her dinner and went straight to bed. Matter of fact she's already snoring up a storm.

"Here's what I need you to do. A slight pause, then he continued. When you get here, make sure you don't have any panties on."

I was stunned into silence. And then he hung up. "Hello, hello," I repeated. Dead air.

What the fuck did he have in mind. Not that I didn't know. Yeah, it was fun taking that risky gamble in the hallway a couple of weeks ago, and he definitely knows how to fuck me, and what I like.

My brain was already sending signals down to my twat, which was quickly receiving the message and beading up with moisture from the firm tone in his voice.

I thought back to that night two weeks ago when Ty lured me in the hallway while my daughter was checking the mail, expecting a package.

The freshness of his sandalwood cologne stayed with me to this day. The ease with which his cock entered me caused a tremble in my vagina whenever I closed my eyes in remembrance of how deep his cock penetrated me when he filled me with his load.

I knew that he loved my daughter and saw me as a safe place to meet his extra libido needs. Did I mind? No. Because I also saw him as a safe place to fill the gap in my needs. At some point we would have to stop before we got too careless and it became too risky. Would that be today? No.

In deep thought while replaying that call my eyes roamed around my sparse office. Over the years I learned to keep my family exposure to a minimum. Posting family pictures became a no-no.

Experience taught me that after work drinking relationships were a ticking time bomb that could explode and detour a career even before you realized it had been planted.

I leaned back in my big comfortable leather office chair and stared at the clock on the wall. I had to admit, it was time. I needed to be fucked.

"Looks like you got a lot on your mind." Startled from my clock staring coma, I turned to see my boss standing in the doorway to my office, staring at me. "I said you can go if you want, see you in the morning."

The clock was ticking. "Okay, I replied, a couple of things to finish before I go. I was free to leave now, but technically I had fifteen more minutes before my day was scheduled to end. I didn't rush it, I needed to think before I started the drive home.

Ty works second shift but today being Saturday, he was off. My daughter worked a regular forty hour job and two days at a part-time job, Saturday morning being one of those days. Her energy tank is usually low by the end of the week, and she's normally sleeping when I get in Saturday evening.

I did enjoy big surprises. I quickly got my interested ass in gear to leave. But first, a visit to the rest room to refresh before leaving. I took one last look at my ticking wall clock. Ten minutes to closing. Twenty minutes from now I'd be turning into my driveway, panties or no panties.

My phone's playlist did not connect immediately when I started my car, so local radio was playing. No way, I gasped. Tina Turner, 'What's Love Got To Do With It,' blasted through the Bose speakers. A song I liked, but normally didn't pay much attention to. Today, it had an expanded meaning.

Ty was a good man, as men go. Men hunt. They're born with an innate need to hunt and conquer. It's the reason this world has so many stupid wars. His approach towards me today was liken to a weekend hunt for him. He wanted to set the scene, weaponize, and conquer. I got it, and the heat tingling between my thighs hinted that being hunted like this could be fun.

ARRIVING HOME-

I turned right onto the Thruway going North, ten minutes from home. Panties off. A little hungry, I considered stopping for hot wings, but when I caught site of the long line as I approached my favorite wing spot, I decided to keep going.

I wasn't sure what Ty had in mind, but I knew time was important. My daughter would be waking to spend time with him before it got late. But still, I was on my time, not his. His self-assured welcome would have to wait a tad longer. So, it would be eat-in tacos instead.

Nervous as I pulled into the garage, my mind had already zipped through the possibilities of how Ty wanted to fuck me. I had played with my pussy all the way home from taco land and was ready to feel his fat cock violating me.

When I entered the house Ty was closing the door to their bedroom. He met me at the stairs offering to take my purse off my arm. He placed it gently on the small plant holding table against the wall. Turning back to me, he held his index finger to his lips shushing me.

Two steps later his muscular arms were wrapped around my waist as his lips searched for mine. I leaned my head back out of his reach. "Ty, not here, is she asleep?

"Yes, and, yes, here, I want you right here. I made sure she was asleep when you pulled into the garage. He backed me into the door I had just come through, but this time I offered no resistance. I felt his throbbing hardness in my area, and forced my equally quivering pelvis forward to meet it.

I realized that this was the surprise. He had me figured out and knew that I would be willing to play another risky game of not getting caught fucking. Ty began kissing my neck as his hands roamed my willing body. He fondled my tits and fingered my nipples while he rotated and did a hard grind against my pelvis.

I whispered. "Are you really planning to fuck me right here, Ty?"

He moved up from my neck to my cheek, kissing me softly. "Yes, Mommy, I'm gonna bend you over and fuck you right here." Why do you think I told you not to wear panties? I bet your pussy is soaking wet," he said as his hands began journeying under my dress.

"Yes, baby, she's wet, I moaned loud enough for only his ears. This is truly insane, I said, but I need to be fucked."

"And I've been needing to fuck you," he whispered back. His lips finally landed on mine squelching all conversation, his tongue slithering between my partially open shiny lips.

"Please, Ty, please. Are you sure about this?" We know that we shouldn't, I whispered again, panting between each word, wanting desperately to feel his cock inside me.

"Shut up!" He growled in my ear. He yanked my dress up and slid his finger into my wet twat. "Shut up and open your legs."

I looked him dead in the eye, but didn't move. "I said open your goddamn legs!" This time his growl was low and it was deep.

I obeyed and began to slowly spread my sturdy limbs, he inserted another finger in my slit. "Oh, Ty, okay, okay. Don't waste any more time, fuck me." I watched with heightened tension as Ty pulled his fat rod from his loose sweats for me to see, then raised my dress above my waist.

It happened so fast he caught me by surprise. Instead of stabbing me with his thick hardness, Ty dropped to his knees and shockingly inserted his tongue in my twat, elevating me, pushing me up on my toes, his head bobbing up and down as I stood there moaning in ecstasy.

Oh shit, it was good.

I was tingling down below, my back writhing softly against the door. What seemed like an eternity of pleasure was in reality only about three hot minutes. I glanced at my watch. Ty happened to see me look at my watch and stood up, careful to move quietly.

He took a lustful stance in front of me holding his cock with one hand, stroking it easy, his pre-cum shining at the tip while I hungered for it, teasing him with my tongue, listening for any sound that might come from their bedroom. He didn't seem to care, he was going to fuck me regardless.

Ty positioned his cock between my soft thighs and gripped both my tits. Then, he worked his hands down my body, caressing my curves until he reached my fanny, pulling me away from the door. Squeezing both cheeks Ty lifted my dress and turned me to face the steps.

He issued a soft command. "Bend over." I looked back at him with questioning eyes. "I said bend the fuck over." That growl again. He slapped my thighs apart. His cock ripped into my anus like a bullet train.

"Fuck you, Ty! I said loud enough for him to hear. You got it in, now fuck me!"

"Shh, don't worry Mommy, I'm getting ready to fuck you good, you just keep quiet. Ty knows what you like."

Five minutes later I was crawling the damn steps, digging my nails into the carpet, moaning and whimpering. "Yes, Ty, you know what I like, ah fuck!" I stuck my fist in my mouth to freeze my scream as Ty's cock filled my ass, grazing my nerve endings, delving deep into my middle, making me shake.

Waves of ecstasy had me crawling the steps, seemingly attempting escape, but begging for more. Ty would take a step each time I got too far, pounding my wet ass while constantly talking to me, barely above a whisper.

"I knew you wanted to get fucked like this. I've been longing for this sweet ass too," continually shushing me to enjoy his meat, quietly."

"Hurry Ty, bust in me before we get caught."

"Talk to me while I fuck you, make me come, was his reply."

His taking control sent my desire up another notch. "Ooh, baby! Your dick feels so good in my ass. Yes, I wanted you to fuck me like this. Hurry, give Mommy your cum baby. Skeet it in me, skeet your shit in my ass!"

"It's coming, Mommy, he said as he mildly slapped my ass. I'm loving fucking your nice ass. Dreamed about my dick being in you like this. Next time I get you alone, you're going to do whatever I tell you."

"Yes, yes, I will, give me that dick, that dick is mine right now. I want your cum, I want your cum in me. That's it, baby, I feel it coming, shoot that shit in me, yes! I'm your fuck bitch from now on, this pussy is yours whenever you want it."

I felt his powerful stream blast against my nerve endings. I jammed my fist into my mouth and bit down hard to stop the scream struggling to get out. Ty held me tight around the waist, his cock planted deep and pulsing inside me, delivering every drop.

When he finally pulled out, I was fulfilled, relieved, and didn't bother to look back. I zoomed up the stairs straight to my bathroom and hit the shower.

Fuck, I thought, we sure do take risks.

I let the hot water cascade over me while I relived the feeling of Ty's manhood. From his strong commands to his pounding me into submission in the way I never expected. It was still early. I realized I had only been home for about thirty minutes. I would sleep good tonight.

While in the shower I remembered my purse. I left it downstairs on the table, hopefully Ty brought it up for me.

That was a crazy, totally unexpected, totally risky scene that just played out. But damn, did he fuck me good.

I came out of the shower and after patting myself dry and moisturizing, I wrapped my warm thoughts in my favorite plush towel and sat on the end of my bed across from my mirrored dresser.

A few minutes later, a knock on my bedroom door. "Yes?"

"I brought your purse, you left it downstairs."

"Come in Ty. He had on athletic shorts and a T. I held my arm out and he handed it to me. Thank you, Ty."

I saw his cock beginning to rise as I got up and placed my purse on the dresser. I sat back down on the bed expecting him to leave.

"Was there something else," I asked him.

"There wasn't but, there is now. Take off your towel, I want to see your titties." Remembering how forceful he could be and what he said about obeying, I paused for only a few seconds before unwrapping from my towel, giving him full access.

"Ty, what about your wife, what if she comes looking for you?"

"Not to worry, she's sleeping like a newborn baby." Closing the gap between us, he took his dick out and circled the head around my lips. With his free hand he played with my twin mountains. I parted my lips for him to enter. He inserted his fat cock, completely filling my open piehole.

"Yeah, suck that." Ty was holding his shaft tight at the base and began a pumping motion. I was sucking feverishly on his hard rod while I gripped his ass cheeks, encouraging him to fill my mouth with his semen. "I wanna shoot a load of cum down your fucking throat."

"Umm," I salaciously agreed. At this point I didn't care if she happened to appear and catch us. Better that she catch me sucking his cock than her stumbling into a cock in my ass scene.

I loved the feel of his rod in my mouth as I licked around his knob, slurping my satisfaction while he continued to pump his semen to the top. My cunt was dripping non-stop. I was his toy, his bitch to command and demand anything he wanted to do to me, and he knew it.

I felt his ass stiffen and I moaned louder to get him to give me more. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and joined him in his pumping motion. "I want it in my mouth and on my face." I said before again wrapping my lips around his hardness.

"You are such a hot bitch, I'm coming again." I couldn't imagine how after he had come in me not more than a half hour ago. How quickly his balls had refilled. Ty blasted a load of his warm jizz in my cum hungry mouth that streamed warmly, satisfyingly, down my throat.

He clamped both hands around my head and forced all his fat cock in my mouth. I relished the insistent throbbing as he pumped his well dry.

"Umm, yes," I mumbled, slurping his cream as it flowed from the corners of my mouth, dripping down onto my thighs to meet the juices streaming from my wet crotch.

"Ahh, he sighed, when he relaxed the grip on my cranium and backed his still hard rod out of my mouth.

"Damn, Mommy. That was fucking good." What more could a man ask for. Two sweet pussies in one place."

I swallowed his full load, wiped my face with my towel, and wiped his semi-hard cock. "Ty, I said as he started to leave. I think I like your surprises."