My (23F) Hinge date lied about being divorced.. so I let his 18yo virgin son breed me all night instead

So I’m still seeing Mark, the guy who kinda catfished me on Hinge. Said he's 45, divorced, hot pics. Ended up being 55 years old, the “married but separated” bullshit. Whatever. His dick is thick and he fucks good, so I kept answering his texts.

We usually meet in cheap hotels, but he finally asks me over for dinner and to stay the night at his house. I get excited and pack my sluttiest overnight stuff: tiny pink VS sheer babydoll gown that’s completely see-through, matching crotchless thong underneath.

I get there, he’s got dinner ready, we’re on the second bottle of wine and his hand is already between my legs. I’m so ready to get things rolling. One more minute and he would’ve been inside me right on the living room couch. Then the front door opens.

This woman walks in: “Mark, who the fuck is she?”

He freezes, then goes, “Hey babe, this is Kayla... huh... she’s Tim’s girlfriend. She’s staying over tonight and we're just chatting before they head to sleep.”

I almost spit my wine. Tim is their 18-year-old nerdy son that lives with Mark.

Wife looks at my overnight bag: “Tim has a girlfriend now? And she’s staying the night with him?”

Me, three glasses deep: “Uh... yeah?”

She just shrugs and heads to their master bedroom.

Mark shoves me toward Tim’s room and whispers “please just roll with it tonight. I’ll make it up to you. Please babe? Please?”

I nod, walk into Tim’s bedroom and shut the door. Tim’s standing there in his boxers, totally shocked. And of course there’s only one tiny single bed.

I drop my bag and go, “Okay listen, your mom thinks I’m your girlfriend, so we gotta play along tonight or she’s gonna know something’s up.”

He just nods, eyes huge.

I take a good look at Tim and two things hit me at once and I’m instantly soaked:

1. This kid has never had a girl in his life. Probably never even talked to a real woman. Virgins are so much fun.

2. I kinda want revenge on Mark for lying about being still somewhat married and thinking he can sleep next to his wife while I’m here.

I shower quick, come out in the sheer babydoll. Nipples rock-hard and visible, barely covering my ass, crotchless thong underneath.

Tim stares: “Holy shit…”

I crawl into his tiny bed. He’s rock hard, tenting like crazy.

Me: “First girl you’ve ever had in here?”

Him: “Yeah… and kinda the first girl I’ve ever seen half-naked.”

I slide my hand under the blanket and wrap my fingers around him. Jesus. 9 inches easy, way thicker than his dad, veins everywhere, dripping precum already.

I start stroking him slow. He’s shaking, breathing like crazy.

Me: “You okay if I keep going?”

Him: “Yeah… feels so good. Please don’t stop.”

I go under the blanket, find his cock, and take it into my mouth, lick the precum off the tip, take him deep. He’s moaning my name in two seconds.

Him: “Kayla I’m gonna...”

I keep sucking. He explodes down my throat, so much cum I have to swallow three times.

I’m so turned on I can’t think straight. I ask him if he’s ready for me. He says yes. I push the gown up, straddle him, line him up, and sink down raw. He stretches me wide, bottoming out instantly. I don’t know why, but his cock feels like it was made for my pussy. Fits like a glove.

Me: “Fuck you’re huge.”

I remove my gown and ride slow at first so he can watch my tits bounce and enjoy his first time making love. Two minutes in he grabs my hips hard.

Him: “I can’t. I’m going to..”

He yanks me down and unloads deep inside me, pulse after pulse.

Then it feels like something flips in Tim’s head. He rolls me over, spreads my legs, slides back in.

Him: “Fuck, I’m not done with you.”

Starts pounding me missionary, thumb on my clit. I cum hard, squirting on his sheets. He keeps going until I cum again, screaming into his pillow while he fills me a second time.

We never slept. He did me doggy with my face in the pillow, spooning while he choked me lightly and bred me again. It was a blurry night, but all I know is I orgasmed so many times.

At 6am he drags me into his shower. The water’s hot, steam everywhere. He stands behind me, hands roaming my body like he’s trying to memorize every inch. Fingers tracing my tits, pinching my nipples, sliding down my stomach, spreading my lips to watch his cum still leaking out of me. He turns me around, lifts one leg, and slides back in slow, watching himself disappear inside me. Then he grabs my wet hair, bends me over, spanks my ass red, and starts pounding so hard the glass door shakes. I’m gripping the wall, moaning loud, and he keeps going until I cum again, legs shaking. He finally buries himself deep and adds one last huge load, holding me tight so it stays inside.

I guess a 23-year-old blue-eyed blonde in a see-through gown can really turn a shy 18-year-old virgin into a complete animal, because he fucked me like he’d been saving every drop his whole life.

One hour later we walk out his bedroom and I’m wearing only his oversized t-shirt, hair wild, a just-fucked face, and cum still dripping down my thighs.

Mark and his wife are in the kitchen getting coffee. Mark looks up, sees me like that, and his face drops. I just smirk and stick my tongue out at him while Tim stands behind me looking proud as hell.

His mom takes one look at us and just goes “Well... good for you, Tim.”

Now I have no idea who I’m supposed to fuck next time Mark invites me over. Dad’s? Son’s? Both?

All I know is I’m hunting for young virgins from now on because that kid just gave me one of the best nights of my life.