Chanel Preston: Daddy’s Girl Gets Filthy

Bill was fuming. His dad, that selfish prick, wasn’t coming to his graduation. All those years of school, and the old man couldn’t be bothered to show up. “Fine,” Bill thought, “I won’t go either.” But skipping his graduation left a void, a need for some serious comfort. That’s when he thought of her: his dad’s girlfriend, Chanel Preston. She was a total MILF, always dressed to kill, and radiating a sexual energy that made Bill’s teenage blood boil. He knew she could make him feel better, but how? He decided to be bold, to ask for something his dad would never expect. He found Chanel lounging by the pool, her curves barely contained by her bikini. “Chanel,” he said, trying to keep his voice steady, “I need your help.” She looked up, her eyes full of playful curiosity. “Oh, really? And what could I possibly do for you, Bill?” He took a deep breath. “Dad’s not coming to my graduation, and I’m really bummed out. I was hoping… maybe you could give me something to make me feel better.” Chanel smirked, a knowing glint in her eyes. “And what did you have in mind?” Bill swallowed hard. “I want you to fuck my ass.” The words hung in the air, thick with lust and taboo. Chanel didn’t hesitate. “Well, Bill,” she purred, “I guess I could give you the one hole that daddy doesn’t get to play with.” She led him inside, her hips swaying provocatively. In the bedroom, she stripped him naked, her eyes devouring his young body. She grabbed the lube and coated his hole, teasing him with her fingers. “Ready for your graduation present, baby?” she whispered. Bill moaned, his body trembling with anticipation. Chanel positioned herself behind him, her big tits brushing against his back. She slid her cock in slowly, stretching his virgin asshole. Bill cried out, a mix of pain and pleasure. Chanel rode him hard, her moans filling the room. She pounded his ass until he came, a hot, sticky mess. Afterwards, they lay tangled in the sheets, breathless and satisfied. “Thanks, Chanel,” Bill said, his voice hoarse. “That was the best graduation present ever.” Chanel smiled. “Anytime, baby. Just don’t tell your dad.”