Kapitel 2: Daddy’s Favorite Ride
"Ah… aahhh… Daddy… nghhh… daddy," Jiminie whimpered as his father's huge dick tore through his little cunt that had been open for the taking since the both of them could remember. The boy felt full, but with the way he was wiggling on his father's lap, he seemed to want more than he could take. Thankfully, his father understood his body so well that he would always give the kid what he wanted.
"You want me to touch your clitty, don't you?" Yoongi teased huskily as he thrust harder into his son, loving the way Jiminie was swallowing his thick dick. He loved seeing his long girth in his son's belly and boy was it a beauty he loved staring at. This was his greatest piece of work. It was not unusual for them to fuck each other wherever they were and whenever they felt horny. If anything, it was an adventure that the father and son both loved to the core.
"Yes… touch… Daddy… tingles," Jiminie whined and his father just let out a dark chuckle, before he pulled his son off of his cock just by a few inches, the feeling of his father's dick rubbing against his pussy walls making Jiminie let out a soft needy moan. He was hungry for more. He was always hungry for more, and Min Yoongi always gave his son what he wanted.
"Daddy will give you what you want, Jiminie, since you've been such a good boy for me," Yoongi said as he forced his son to sink into him again, before thrusting into Jiminie a few times.
He could tell his son was about to whine because he hadn't touched the clit his son had begged him to, and right when Jiminie was about to whine again, Yoongi pinched his little clit making Jiminie's thighs shake against Yoongi. He loved what he was seeing, and so as he thrust into his son over and over Yoongi stimulated his son's clit till he was sore, and the only thing that could come out of his Jiminie's whimpers of the impossible.
"Dada…" Jiminie let out defeatedly and Young let out a laugh at his son's voice. He had fucked his son back into being the boy that he was meant to be and boy was he pleased with what he had done.
"One more orgasm, Jiminie. You can do it for me, son," Yoongi said as he thrust into his son again, this time he wasn't as gentle as the previous five orgasms he had gotten out of his son, no. This time, he was harsh, groping his son by the neck, choking the pretty little thing into unconsciousness but he didn't care. After all, Jiminie's body always gave him the pleasure he needed.
Yoongi was a hungry man, and with his son unconscious and unable to tell him when to stop, the father fucked his son's cunt till the boy began bleeding. He didn't care though. It wasn't his fault that Jiminie had a pretty little cunt that was made for him. How a pretty boy could have a pussy more addictive than his mother was something that Yoongi had thought of over and over, but each time, he never got an answer.
Seeing the blood from his son's cunt, Yoongi pulled out roughly, before he forced his dick into his son's unprepared ass. He had never fucked Jiminie in the ass and that was something that Yoongi knew was going to hurt. He didn't bother to lube himself before he went into his son's ass, no. Yoongi used his cum and Jiminie's slick to cover his dick and then rammed into his son. This was what heaven was like for Yoongi and he wasn't about to stop now.
So, he fucked, and fucked, and fucked his son's tiny ass until the rim hole was big enough to accommodate Yoongi's dick, and then the father gave into his pleasures. He loved this in every way.
"Sir, please roll down the windows," a police officer said as she tapped the window of Yoongi's driver's seat, snapping the father back to reality. Thankfully the windows were a little tinted, so it wasn't possible for the officer to see what was going on in there. Yoongi looked at the unconscious son in his arms and he helped him closely like a father who had been lulling his son to sleep.
"Oh hey, officer. What can I do for you today?" Yoongi asked in the calmest voice he could muster.
The stench of sex in his car didn't seem to be an issue because he had upgraded his air fresheners and each time he fucked his son, he always had the fresheners on so that no one would know what he did to his son in his car. Hell, he couldn't imagine what his wife would do if she found out that Yoongi was always balls deep into their son's pretty cunt. It was something that he wasn't ready to share with anyone, not even his wife who he loved all of his life.
Well, he loved Jiminie's body more.
"You've been parked here for a long time now. Are you okay? Do you need help?" the officer asked when he saw the boy resting on Yoongi's arms. He could see the boy was sleeping and the father seemed to be worn out. Of course, the officer didn't suspect any foul play or even the fact that the unconscious boy was simply calling for help indirectly. Well, that was a non-issue today because this was Yoongi's property.
"Oh… Sorry, I lost track of time officer. My son is autistic, and he was throwing tantrums and I finally managed to put him to sleep. I just lost my wife a few weeks ago and I'm new to the whole fatherhood and what the kid wants. I'm sorry if I overstayed. Just give me the parking ticket, and I'll pay," Yoongi said defeatedly, his voice so tired you would think he had really gone to work out because his apparently autistic son had been throwing tantrums. The officer looked into the car and she could see the rowdy thrown around snacks and toys all over it was humbling. The father had tried his best to deal with his son and he hadn't found a way.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry. You could hire a help to take him to the park. Youngsters always need fresh spaces when they lose their mothers. Interacting with other kids could help with that. The tantrums thigh, these are normal. You just have to be patient with the kid. Eventually, you both will have a way to communicate and avoid the mess he made here," the officer said kindly and Yoongi smiled tiredly.
"Dada…" Jiminie groaned and Yoongi held him tightly, patting his back in comfort, even though his dick was touching inside his son's mouth. Oh, how he loved Jiminie's mouth cock warming him. He would definitely consider getting his cock warmed more.
"Shit, he's awake again," Yoongi said frantically like a truly tired father.
"I can hold him for you while you stretch," the officer offered and Yoongi stared at his son who was wiggling in his arms. Jiminie was hungry for food and for his father's dick. He had been trained to think of dick before food.
"I would really appreciate that," Yoongi said, even though he was still balls deep in.
"Jiminie… this officer will help daddy hold you for a moment, alright? I'll go get you some snacks. Be a good boy alright?" Yoongi said to his son as he pulled him off his dick gently. Thankfully, there was a shoal covering the boy and the father, especially in the part where their bodies were sinfully connected.
When he felt his father pull out, Jiminie let out a lonely whine as he looked at the officer staring at him. Instinctively, he started crying and flailing his hands as if to reject the officer. Well, it was something he had been retained for by Yoongi and he had done it so well it was insane on so many levels.
Yoongi had told Jiminie the first time they started their games that police officers were bad people and that they would separate the both of them. That would also mean that Jiminie wouldn't get his cunt fucked by his father ever again and no one would love him. He had groomed in so to be the perfect recipient for his dick and the best defender of their pleasures. Yoongi was an insane father, but did he care about that right now?
"Dada… noo," Jiminie cried and Yoongi stared at the officer who was looking at him pitifully. She looked so worried for him, like she was ready to help him with the boy. That in itself was understandable seeing as Yoongi was handsome as hell and could get anyone he wanted. If he wasn't married, he would have considered this, but then what else was there for him?
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