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“How pretty~” Namjoon cooed.
Jimin twirled around happily in front of him, showing off his new dress he had gotten from his mother for the holiday. Namjoon had sole custody, but she was around for all the holidays like a mother should be. However, when she bought her son the dress that it would later be laying on her ex-husband’s floor while he devoured their child.
The three of them were due to have dinner that night, hence why Jimin was dressed up. Even though they were divorced, the pair got along quite well still, and they showered Jimin in love as often as they could. Little did his mother know, when she left, Jimin would run to his daddy’s room for bedtime kisses, and Namjoon would happily deliver.
That’s what happened that night, too. They all had dinner at a nice restaurant and returned home where Jimin’s mother kissed him on the cheek and left to drive home while her son, clad in the dress she had bought, was running up the stairs to his father’s room.
“You were so good during dinner, baby,” Namjoon cooed, sitting down on his bed. He was busying himself with unbuttoning his shirt, but Jimin clambered into his lap just as soon as he sat down, “I think it’s time for dessert,”
“Ooo!” Jimin chirped excitedly, “Can we have ice cream?”
“Mhm,” Namjoon nodded, “You can have ice cream, but daddy wants something different.”
“Like what?”
“Take this off first,” Namjoon tugged at the hem of his son’s dress, and the six year old obeyed right away. He pushed himself off of Namjoon’s lap and stripped down to his bra and panties, each patterned with little pink hearts for the holiday. Namjoon’s dick swelled with interest, a tent beginning to form in his pants. “Good boy~ Now stay here while daddy gets the sweets,”
Namjoon left the room briefly to fetch the whipped cream, strawberries, and chocolate sauce from the kitchen, and when he came back, he found Jimin settled so prettily in his bed he almost decided to chuck this idea out the window and just fuck his son like it was their last night on Earth.
“Ooo! That looks yummy, daddy!” Jimin smiled, “Are we gonna have chocolate strawberries?”
“Kind of,” Namjoon laughed under his breath. Jimin was just too cute. He sat down the items on the nightstand and began to undress himself. It was far too hot in there for clothes. Besides, he wouldn’t be needed them soon, so why keep his hardening dick trapped? “Lay back, sweetheart,”
Jimin lean back against the pillows and watched as his now naked father climbed onto the bed with him. Just the sight the man was enough for Jimin’s cunt to drool like a water fountain. Namjoon knew this, but he waned to have his fun. It was Valentine’s Day. He wanted to show his lover how much he loved him. Namjoon laid in his side next to Jimin, propping himself up with his arm.
“This is so cute on you,” He complimented as he reached out to grope the child’s chest. Jimin barely had anything there but a small mound of fat, but Namjoon was still obsessed with them. “But we’ve got to take it off now,”
He slowly peeled the straps off Jimin’s shoulders and pulled the fabric down enough to expose the child’s perky nipples. He softly cupped a breast in his hand and squeezed, “Even prettier like this,”
“Thank you, daddy,” Jimin whispered. He was already reacting so much. Namjoon would even dare say that his pussy was already flowing with slick just from him toying with his chest a little bit. “Let’s start dessert, shall we?”
Namjoon retrieved the chocolate sauce from the counter and popped the top. He ordered Jimin to stay completely still as he poured the sweet, sticky sauce on him. He poured a bit on his lips and immediately leaned in to teasingly lick it off himself. Jimin’s breath hitched as he felt his father’s tongue swipe across his bottom lip before the attention was moved down to his chest. Namjoon carefully poured some chocolate onto each of Jimin’s nipples and set the bottle aside. He then reached for a strawberry.
“Daddy,”
“Shh,” Namjoon shushed the child. Then, he pressed the tip of the strawberry against Jimin’s tiny, perky nipple and moved it in small circles. Jimin could feel his little hole clenching around nothing as the sensations from his chest went straight between his legs. The little thing let out happy sighs as his father tweaked his nipple over and over with the fruit until he suddenly pulled it away.
“Mmm~” Namjoon moaned around the strawberry as he took a bite, “Strawberries are so much better like this, when they taste like /you/.”
He repeated this process on the other nipple, eating the rest of the fruit once it was covered in chocolate. He tossed the top into the bin next to the bed and turned back to his son, who was now breathing a bit heavier, his face dusted red.
“Let me clean you up,”
“Oh~~” Jimin gasped. Namjoon had knelt over Jimin and latched his mouth onto his nipple, his tongue swirling and flicking. He sucked on the little bud, making Jimin’s body coil around him in desire. Namjoon repeated this on the other until Jimin’s chest had been licked clean. He left the little thing red and puffy, but he knew Jimin liked it just as much as he did. He knew his baby better than anyone, but even if he didn’t, the new wet patch on his tiny panties told him everything h needed to know.
“You taste so good, baby,” Namjoon smiled, “but I bet you taste even better down here,”
One of his large hands cupped the boy’s pussy, making the child jerk in surprise. His hips jerked up against the man’s hand, instinctively looking for more pressure. Namjoon smiled at his boy. He was such a whore at such a young age, a slave to perverse human nature. He helped the boy get his panties off and spread his legs apart. He was right. The baby’s pussy was overflowing like a foutain ready to be run dry.
Namjoon grabbed the can of whipped cream from the counter and carefully squeezed some out onto Jimin’s cunt.
“That’s cold!” Jimin gasped,
“I know, I’m sorry, baby,” Namjoon cooed as he grabbed another strawberry, “but just let daddy make his dessert, okay? It’ll feel really good soon,”
He didn’t give the kid a chance to respond. He pressed the tip of the strawberry against Jimin’s clit and started rubbing. He twirled it around and even teased Jimin’s little hole with the fruit while the only thing the younger could do was whimper out little noises of pleasure. Namjoon licked his lips as he watched Jimin’s slick mix with the sweet cream. It ran out of the small opening and through the cream, leaving a little trail that Namjoon so desperately wanted to slurp up, but instead, he scooped up the slick and cream with the strawberry and carefully begin pushing the dessert into his son’s hole.
“Look at that~” Namjoon breathed as he watched his son’s underage cunt open up around the intrusion, “Looks so delicious, Jiminie~”
He slowly began pumping the fruit in and out, enough to tease thee boy but not enough to bring pleasure. He had the boy whimpering in seconds, begging for more. Soon, Namjoon couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He was hungry for more than strawberries even if the slick covered fruit looked so good now. His son’s babycunt was more appetizing to the perverted father. He pulled the fruit out and tossed it aside, no care in the world for it anymore, and he dove in to his true dessert.
Jimin almost screamed as his father’s mouth latched onto his cunt. The man’s lips wrapped around his swollen clit and sucked. Thanks to the whipped cream, Jimin tasted oh so sweet. Sweeter than he naturally did, and it had Namjoon’s mind spinning. He hooked his hand under the child’s knees so he could hold them open and hold the boy in place as he indulged in the sweetest treat Mother Nature had to offer until he had his son screaming in bliss and his little pussy was squirting all over Namjoon’s face.
Namjoon tore himself away once his son started shaking in overstimulation. With a proud look on his face, Namjoon leaned back on his knees, his chin glistening and his fat, swollen cock leaking like a broken faucet between his legs.
They weren’t over for the night, not even close, but Namjoon would let him rest … for now.