Family Dinner

Time seems to fly by while you are in Coach Nickels body. People seemed to fear him, so everywhere you go people treat you with respect. Before you know it you are clocking out and heading to Coach Nickels' home. You unlock the door and walk into the suburban home. Fuck you're horny. You walk to the bathroom and whip out Nickels' massive cock.

You stroke your dick slowly, edging the coach's fat cock. You want to save your load, but that doesn't mean you can't tease yourself. It isn't long however before you hear a knock at the door. You pull your pants up and walk to the door. It's Jason holding a bag of groceries.

"Hello Daddy, I've got everything for dinner."

"You're late" you growl, "You better make a fucking good dinner or i'll have to punish your lazy ass." Jason whimpered and swiftly moved towards the kitchen.

"Yes daddy, I'm very sorry. Please, forgive me." You follow him into the kitchen where he begins to unpack the groceries. You stand behind him and grab his crotch with your enormous hands, grinding him from behind. You whisper in his ear.

"Don't be a fucking pussy bitch on me now," you squeeze, and Jason squeaks in pain, "Now make me food." You release your hold on Jason and he immediately starts. He turns on the stove to boil pasta and after a short time, two bowls of pasta are prepared. Before Jason can take his bowl, you take both. "bitches eat last," you say as you inhale both bowls of food.

"But daddy I'm hungry."

"Of course you are. You're a lazy little slut. I've got you're meal right here." You put a forceful hand on Jason's shoulder and shove him onto his knees. "eat up bitch." you slip your throbbing cock out of your pants and shove it into Jason's shocked gaping mouth. After forcefully ramming your dick down his throat a few times, Jason grabs hold of it himself and willfully sucks it.

"Look at you gobbling up your daddy's cock. What a fucking bitch." Jason's head bobs up and down on your dick as you release a low moan. "Fuck.....your mouth is so fucking soft." Jason looks up at you with confused eyes, taking his mouth off your dick.

"Daddy...I..." you interrupt him, giving him a slap in the face.

"I didn't tell you to talk." You yell at him. "If you're done with your mouth, you have more than one hole I can use." You pull him up and throw him on the table. Grabbing his shirt, you rip it off, tearing it to shreds. Doing the same to his shorts, they don't fair much better, ending up as a heap on the floor. You begin slapping your dick against Jason's quivering hole.

"Beg for daddy's cock," you demand.

"Please... don't..." You slap Jason.

"You fucking little bitch slut. Beg for daddy's cock and be grateful that your body is getting used by a real man.

"Please... get it over..." You slap him harder.

"Wrong move." In one movement you push your dick deep into his tight hole. Jason screams, but this only makes you fuck him harder. Faster and harder you went, and his yells of pain evaporated into moans of ecstasy.