The first time I fucked someone’s dad was my senior year of high school. We had a few months left before graduation, but my best friend and I had turned eighteen on the same warm day in April. Like we did every year we had a sleepover at her house, and at the end of the night, I crawled into bed next to Stacy so we could gossip about school, boys, and what we were going to do at college. When we finally got there.
Around two in the morning I got up and snuck downstairs. I couldn’t sleep, largely because I was ridiculously turned on and could barely keep myself from getting off right next to my best friend. It didn’t help that both of us were practically naked in t-shirts and panties. Or that she was one of the hottest girls in school.
When I walked into the den, I found Stacy’s dad sitting up watching TV. He turned and stared at me, but I didn’t say anything before joining him on the couch and tucking my legs up underneath me. Eventually, he looked back at the TV, neither one of us having said a thing. But while he wasn’t exactly watching porn, the movie was definitely on the raunchier side, and in less than ten minutes, I could tell I was going to lose my mind.
Stacy’s dad is pretty hot. He’s not going to star in any movies, but he’s in good shape and he knows it. Which meant that the longer I sat next to him, the more I began to fantasize about what it would be like to do something with him. Since my best friend was right upstairs, it felt both stupid and exciting at the same time. She would kill me if I so much as flashed him, but that just made me want him even more.
“Couldn’t sleep?” he asked me. His voice came out of nowhere and he startled me so much I sat upright on the couch before responding.
“I guess not,” I said, turning to face him. I cross my legs Indian style and tugged on the neckline of my t-shirt. “Stacy’s bed is big, but it’s still a tight fit for us both. And all I can think about is college and if I’ll find someone more fun than all these dumb high school boys.”
He paused the movie and turned to face me before reaching out a hand and placing it gently on my knee. I had to struggle not to let out a moan at his touch.
“I don’t think you’ll have any trouble with that,” he said. “You’re a beautiful girl. But you know that.”
“Don’t let Stacy hear you say that,” I whispered, biting my bottom lip.
“I’m not sure she’d be too pleased with you sitting here in your underwear flirting with me either. Or is that just how you act around older men?”
I blushed bright red, but I wasn’t sure what to say. I had been flirting, that was painfully obvious, but after that?
“She’d be mad,” was all I could say.
“Well, let’s not tell her then, okay?”
I nodded as he slid his hand up my leg until he reached my fingers sitting on my bare thigh. When he grabbed my hand I gasped, but I let him stand me up before pulling me down onto his lap, my face just inches from his. Both hands instantly moved to my ass as he held me still, and I could feel myself growing wet.
“That’s better, don’t you think?”
“What are you going to do to me?” I asked, feeling him growing harder by the second.
“What would you like me to do to you young lady?”
That wasn’t fair at all! He couldn’t throw it back at me. I was only eighteen and didn’t know what the hell I was doing. All I knew was that my body wanted something and it didn’t seem like it was going to back down anytime soon.
“I don’t know,” I whispered as he gently slid my shirt up and over my head. When he leaned in and kissed me between my breasts I had to sigh and I instinctively pulled him closer to me. He was now painfully hard and even through his thin pans I could feel every inch of him.
“I think you do,” he said, pulling my mouth to his in one swift motion. And then we were kissing, his tongue playing with mine as he pulled me down harder, his thick cock rubbing in between the lips of my soaking wet pussy. I could barely see let alone think as I reached down and released him from his pants. He moaned when my fingers touched his bare skin, but it only made him kiss me harder as he moved down to my breasts, taking turns sucking on each of my nipples.
And then, without thought, I felt myself sliding to the floor in front of him. I still held him, not fully hard in one hand, and I opened my mouth and began to suck his cock. My best friend’s dad’s cock, I reminded myself. The one I had felt between my legs, and the one I knew I had to have inside me.
“There’s a good girl,” he sighed, pushing me down gently. He combed my hair with his fingers as he watched me blow him and every time I looked up at his adoring eyes I felt myself glow with pride.
After only a few minutes of sucking his cock, he pulled me up one more time until I stood in front of him. And then, ever so slowly, he slid my panties down over my ass and then onto the floor, revealing my freshly shaved pussy. His fingers touched my skin and he shook his head as he took in the sight of my young body. When he finally touched me, parting my flesh, I was soaking wet and more than ready. He leaned in and kissed me, licking up and down my slit as he pulled one leg up onto the couch.
With his mouth buried between my legs I had trouble standing, but somehow I managed to remain upright as he ate me, all the while whispering about how delicious I was. His fingers moved inside me along with his tongue, and when he finally pulled me down to his lap I was ready.
“Please fuck me,” I moaned, feeling him now against my wet skin with nothing in between us. “Pease, Mr. Carslson, I can’t wait any longer.”
He held me tightly as he began to rub the head of his thick cock against my lips, and just before he took me he looked up. I opened my legs wider, trying to sit down on top of him as he reached up and grabbed my chin.
“Call me Daddy,” he growled.
“Please fuck me,” I moaned again, feeling the head of his cock enter me. And then I said the words and we were done. “Fuck me, Daddy.”
“Yes!” He cried out, impaling me with his huge cock, filling me completely in one thrust. Pain shot through me mingled with pleasure and I held him tightly as he began to move within me. I could feel him everywhere, with every nerve ending in my body, and I had never been so full or so alive. I wanted him to devour me, claim me, and never let me go. I wanted my best friend’s dad to fuck me forever.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he said, picking me up and laying me down on my back on the couch. I watched in awe as he opened my legs, rubbed against me one more time, and then somehow fit all of him back within my warm tight confines. He moved slowly now, looking into my eyes and kissing me in between and I couldn’t look away.
It started at my toes and moved up. I had made myself come a million times, but I’d never done it with anyone inside me before. But it began to fill me, making my whole body tremble as he took me, more each time, until all I could do was bite my lip and cry out yes daddy again and again. He covered my mouth to keep from waking his daughter, but it didn’t matter. He was making me come and I needed it more than anything else.
“Come for me, good girl,” he moaned. “Come on Daddy’s cock like a big girl.”
“Fuck!” I cried, my head falling back as it exploded through me one last time. My legs shook, my cunt clenched around him and I came so hard I saw stars and then some. But even in the middle of my orgasm, he didn’t stop. He pounded into me, kissing my mouth as he too began to tremble and I knew the end was near.
“I’m gonna come in this perfect pussy,” he growled, his lips against my ear. “I’m going to come so fucking hard.”
“Do it, Daddy,” I begged. “Fill me up!”
And then I could feel it all. His let go within me, flooding my virgin pussy with his seed as he held me down on the couch, never one stopping or slowing down. Stacy’s Dad fucked me and came in me as I cried out on the couch, finally getting what I had only dreamed of so many times before.
At the last moment he pulled out and some of his come landed on my stomach, but then his body was against mine as he collapsed onto me, our mouth once more stuck in a never-ending kiss. I ached everywhere, but he slipped back inside me of me one final time as he held me there on the couch.
“You were so good,” he sighed, looking down at me with his deep blue eyes. “Such a good girl.”
“You came so much,” I said, giggling in spite of myself.
“You inspired me.”
“It was amazing,” I agreed. “I never knew it could be that good. You are a very naughty Daddy.”
“And you’re a filthy little girl. But you better get your ass back to bed before Stacy wakes up. And I assume I don’t have to tell you to keep your mouth shut.”
“Don’t worry,” I told him. “She’d kill me too.”
I stumbled back into bed in just my t-shit and before I could worry about a thing I fell quietly to sleep. It wasn’t until six in the morning that I woke up to feel my friends hands running up and down my thigh. When I opened my eyes, Stacy leaned in and kissed me full on the mouth.
“I had the dirtiest dreams,” she said, forcing my legs apart as her hand moved up higher. I was a soaking mess by the time she found me, but I didn’t say a word other than to kiss her back. I knew it was wrong, I knew she would kill me if she knew the truth, but right then, all that mattered was her fingers between my legs, making me come one more time.
“It feels like you had dirty dreams too,” she moaned, pulling my shirt off until our bare breasts were pressed against one another. I held her tightly an kissed her again, my hands finding her ass and then her own wet pussy.
“You have no idea,” I moaned, as her head moved down my body, between my thighs, and finally to my open and aching cunt.