Grandpa D and His Ranch

I left Maci was asleep in my California King bed and Byron was in the shower when I wrapped myself in my robe and left the room. I walked out to the sunroom and poured myself a Jack Daniels with a splash of Coke and reflected on the morning.

Bryon had sucked my big cock back to life after I came in Macis's butthole and as soon as I was rock hard again, I told Byron to suck my cum out of his girlfriend's ass, then eat her pussy out.

When he was face down in her crotch, I lifted his ass in the air, propped myself up on my knees, aligned the head of my cock to the rosebud of his ass, and pushed my cock into his tight butthole. I plowed into his man-pussy as he ate her cunt out, making her beg for more tongue.

"Yes, Babe! Eat my pussy! Please! Oh my god!" Maci yelled.

Byron moaned and groaned as my dick drilled his ass, sending the pleasure from Byron's ass to Maci's pussy.

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It's still difficult for me to believe Maci accepted her role in my relationship with her boyfriend, Byron, as quickly as she did. It's as if I expect the ax to fall at any moment.

So, as I sat there lost in my thoughts, Maci walked into the sunroom, wearing one of my extra oversized sweatshirts and an old pair of my houseshoes.

Maci said, "Good morning, or afternoon, I guess." True, it was 2:15 in the afternoon.

I looked up at her and smiled. She was a stunning beauty, and she looked sexy as fuck in my sweatshirt.

I said, "Hello there. I trust you slept well?"

Maci, with her hair now down, threw her head back, smiled, and said, "I don't know about well! But I slept as if I'd been raped!"

She laughed, and I swear she looked more like Farrah than ever.

I was alarmed. My heart skipped a beat! And I asked, "Have you been raped before? Because this morning, I have your signed consent, and I did not...."

Maci laughed and said, "No. I've never been raped, and that was just a bad joke. I slept like, I'd been fucked to death. Now, I'm processing a situation that I never would have dreamed of. I mean, here I am in the Daniels home, and I am your whore, and so is my boyfriend."

I said, "Maci, you can take the money, leave now, and never look back. You'll never forget what has happened, but you can move past it. If you choose that option, we will never speak of the ordeal again."

Maci sighed, shook her head, and said, "Ordeal. I'll never forget the ordeal. Or the experience. What's crazy, or is it? I don't believe I want to forget! It was totally hot watching Byron suck your, um, penis, and he told me he likes it. I love him, Mr. Daniels and this is just an ordeal that we can experience and one we can share with you. I mean, if we were ever going to do this, who better than with a man like yourself?"

I looked at her for several minutes before I spoke and asked, "A man like me?"

Maci laughed, rose to her feet and walked to glass windows, and stood where I've stood a hundred times, looking out over the land beyond, and said, "You are rich and powerful, very handsome, you have a penis-like a porn star, and use it like one too, and you're nice. I think you're one of the nicest older men I've ever met."

Maci and I continued to talk for a while and got to know each other better, or so I thought. I finally asked about Byron, so we entered the house and found him on the sofa in the den, wrapped up under a blanket and sound asleep.

Maci said, "I need to see him suck your cock. I don't want to know you as a nice man, I want to know you as a dude with a huge penis that fucks my boyfriend's mouth. Can you do that for me? Just fuck his damn mouth with your dick?"

I stood there, looking at this incredibly sexy beast, and she didn't seem as lovely as she did before. Her looks had changed. But Maci was an incredibly beautiful young lady who had a very handsome, studly boyfriend that I was extremely attracted to, and I actually wanted to fuck his face!

I said, "Maci, it's just that..."

Maci said, "Fuck his face, you bastard! Just fuck his damn face! Listen asshole, use that monster daddy dick you have, and fuck that punks face, fucker! Ok?"

I pulled the blanket off of Byron's smoking hot body, picked him up in my arms, and virtually carried him back to the shower in my bathroom.

Byron woke and asked, "What's going on?"

I said, "I'm about to fuck your face..."

Byron said, "Ok, but Maci..."

I stopped him by saying, "She's the one who wants your face fucked! So get the fuck on your knees!"

I turned on the hot water jet sprays and pulled Byron towards my hard dick shoving my cock down his throat before his mouth was even open good.

Using force, I pushed all eight-and-a-half-inchs of my man meat past his lips and into his mouth straight down to his tonsils.

Byron was gagging, his eyes watered, his nose was snotting and he was using his hands to push away my thighs, but I'm stronger and I only pushed my cock further and further into his mouth, choking his hot mouth, listening as the hot water sprayed around us and Byron's mouth made gurgling noises.

I continued the assault on the poor young man's face, my balls slapping against his chin, my hands pulling his hair, pulling his face into my crotch, then pushing it back, only to pull it back again!

And then I felt it! The vomit started in Byron's throat, he coughed, and my cock was soon covered in Byron's upchuck, and he pushed me away, fell back on his ankles, then leaned forward on his hands as vomit continued to escape out of his mouth.

I don't know where my thoughts were, but the cum that had built up in my balls had traveled through my shaft and just as my cock popped out of Byron's mouth, cum shot out my piss slit, shooting directly on Byron's face!

Cum continued to squirt from my cock, landing on Bryon and the floor of the shower.

I moved around Byron, sitting down on the marble bench, cum dripping from my dick, and turned on the rain-head shower sprayer along with the wall jets, allowing more hot water to spray into the marble-walled stream shower.

Byron caught his breath, still spitting out vomit, and looked at me through tear-filled eyes with my sticky, milky cum splattered on his face and asked, "What the fuck was that?"

I looked from Byron to Maci, and our eyes locked. She had a look of disgust on her face, but she stood firm, staring back at me.

Still staring at Maci, I said, "That was a bastard fucking your face, splattering you in cum. Did you like it?"

Byron, still gagging, said "No! I didn't like it! Nothing about that was right!"

I said, "I don't think any of us liked it."

I took the water sprayer and adjusted the water and as l lathered my cock and legs, washing away the vomit chunks and brown fluid, and asked Byron to stand so I could also wash his body.

Maci yelled, "No! Wash yourself, asshole. Then you clean your dick-sucking self up next, pussy. You choked and vomited, clean your damn self up!"

And then she turned and walked out of the room.

About twenty minutes later, Byron and I now clean and dressed in my sweats and tee shirts, found Maci sitting at the kitchen table, drinking coffee.

She wouldn't look at Byron but asked me to take her home.

I asked myself what I had gotten myself into!

Is the ax falling?