Falling for My Dad's Best Friend Page 6

  Because I could hardly believe Mandy was a virgin. Her mouth on my cock was like a porn star, tickling the underside of my cock, rubbing in circles, swirling around the shaft like a lollipop. Shit, this shit was advanced and if I hadn’t tasted her virginity myself, skimmed my tongue along her hymen, I’d think that she was a seasoned vet, that she’d sucked a million dudes before.

  But no, I’d tasted that hymen, I’d licked my tongue along her virginity, the tissue was there and unbroken. So I gave myself up to the baby with expert skills, leaning back and letting her mouth take over.

  “Unnnh,” I groaned, eyes closed, chest hard as the brunette took my shaft in her hands, pulling the skin tight along the head before pushing her tongue in as far as it would go. “Unnnh baby, where’d you learn to do that?”

  And the little girl giggled, looking up at me as she knelt by my feet, tongue still probing my penis slit.

  “Daddy, just because I’ve never been with a boy doesn’t mean that I don’t watch porn,” she said coyly. “I watch that stuff on my laptop sometimes, I have needs, just like any other girl.”

  I groaned again, disbelieving. My dirty baby watching porn? Hell yeah, I loved it, I loved that she was so lusty, getting it virtually even if she wasn’t getting it in reality.

  “Unnnh, god,” I groaned again. “What’s your favorite scene then, honey? We all have favorites, I know you’ve got yours.”

  And the brunette paused a moment, tongue still out, a sticky line of saliva connecting my penis to her mouth.

  “Well, I’ve been watching a lot of cream pies recently,” she giggled. “It’s so dirty when it comes out of her hole and the man licks it up,” she admitted with a wicked smile. “I like it when he licks up his own sperm. You do that, right Daddy?”

  And I grunted. Fuck yeah, I did that, that was my specialty.

  “Honey,” I rasped. “If my sperm’s coming out of your hungry pussy, you bet I’m gonna taste that cream pie, I’m gonna suck it up out of you,” I began. But Mandy cut me off.

  “No!” she exclaimed, sitting back. “Daddy I want it to stay in me, I want that hot goodness to stay in me, your sperm belongs in my body,” she exclaimed emphatically. “There’s no better place for it.”

  And I groaned again. Shit, we were going to have to re-visit this subject ASAP, Mandy clearly wasn’t thinking straight about the birds and the bees. But this wasn’t the time, I needed it too bad and I was so fucking closet to the edge.

  “Honey, we’ll talk about it more later,” I ground out. “My cum in your body and all that, it’s a complicated subject.” It wasn’t complicated at all, the eighteen year-old was fertile as shit and just one fuck would probably do it, the brunette would become a mommy. “But now’s not the time,” I commanded, forcing the thoughts from my head. “Suck me, taste Daddy, taste what I have to give you.”

  And the little girl obeyed, bending forwards once more. She cupped her tits between both hands and slowly licked her nipples, getting them wet before offering the creaminess to me.

  “Here Daddy,” she said throatily. “Fuck my boobs.”

  And with a grunt, I did it. My thick shaft burrowed between the white mountains, the head reappearing at the top and with a swing of my hips, I began drilling the soft flesh, my dickhead popping up with each push, then disappearing back between the valley of her flesh, again and again.

  “Fuck you’re beautiful,” I ground out, hips like a metronome as I fucked steadily. “You’re so gorgeous baby,” I panted. It was so dirty to see my huge purple glans pop out from between the creamy white mounds on each swing, glistening and obscene.

  And Mandy giggled a bit.

  “Thank you Daddy,” she murmured. “And look what else I can do.” Because my cock is long in addition to being thick and as I swung upwards, Mandy craned her head forwards and licked the tip, getting a taste of semen with each roll.

  “Mmm, mmm,” she murmured, sampling my dickhead. “Mmmm.”

  And I couldn’t take it anymore. The sight of the nude teen before me, kneeling, huge tits pressed together as my cock fucked their sweet bellies, pushed me over the edge. The next time Mandy caught my glans in her mouth, my balls jerked and I exploded into her mouth.

  “Mmmmph!” she cried out, eyes wide. “Mmmmph!”

  But the brunette is a good girl and despite the shock, despite the unexpected burst of sweet, hot liquid down her throat, her lips didn’t let up. They formed a sealed vacuum around my pole and not a drop escaped. Waste not, want not, that’s my motto, and evidently Mandy belonged to the same school of thought because the brunette gulped as fast as she could, sucking my sperm, letting the semen gush down her throat.

  “Mmmph!” she cried out again, mouth still glued to my dick as it jerked violently, lash after lash of jizz erupting. “Mmmph!”

  And I groaned then, eyes blazing, balls pumping as she milked me dry.

  “Fuck little girl,” I rasped. “Fuck fuck fuck.”

  And incredibly, Mandy’s eyes drifted shut as my cock pumped. If I wasn’t mistaken, Mandy was entering a state of bliss, like she was a baby with a warm bottle of milk. Her small hands reached up to caress my pole as I pulsed, fingers slipping along the shaft with light fluttery touches before reaching down to cup my balls, squeezing each one, gripping them in her fists like precious marbles.

  “Unnnh!” I ground out again. “Unnh!”

  And after one last burst, I finished, drained completely dry. Oh sure, there were still a few droplets and Mandy sucked hungrily, her throat moving visibly as she swallowed, gulping like a champ. But finally, the brunette pulled off and fuck, it was a nasty sight. As she moved away, a long strand of semen ran from her chin to my pole, sticky and white, and the girl giggled when she saw it.

  But she didn’t break it. In fact, she stopped moving so that the delicate loop hung poised in mid-air.

  “Daddy,” she cooed. “It’s like a leash from you to me. Your semen is chaining me to you.”

  And I roared then, one last spurt of jizz came barreling out, coating those luscious breasts with hot fuck. Because a leash? My baby girl wanted a leash of sperm? I was more than happy to give it to her, I was more than happy to make her wear it, pearl necklaces are my specialty. So I jizzed once more onto that sweet torso, her tits now doused with cream and slowly, oh so slowly, took my dick in hand and shook off the remainder, droplets spattering her stomach, hips and thighs.

  And oh fuck, but the girl was dirty. With a naughty smile, a small finger slid down her body, collecting the goo, before running between her legs and slowly, oh so slowly, pushing the semen between her pussy lips and into that tiny twat. Oh shit, oh shit, the brunette was purposefully inseminating herself, purposefully making sure that the hot fuck entered her vaginal chamber, seeding that nubile body.

  And I groaned, dick rising again, blood pumping hot once more. Because shit, I wanted Mandy pregnant. Seeing her like this, kneeling at my feet, curvaceous and willing, there could be nothing better than seeing my baby fill with a baby. Fuck yeah, Mandy was my buddy’s daughter, but she was also a fertile, willing teen, and I wanted her pregnant. I wanted her swollen with child, that little pussy so fucked, my cream dripping between her thighs. I wanted it all … but it was so fucking wrong.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Mandy

  It’s crazy. This was supposed to be a family vacation, a G-rated event with all of us taking hikes together, doing arts and crafts, eating dinner at the kitchen table. But instead, it’s become X-rated, completely NC-17. Because my parents haven’t shown up yet. After the illicit blowjob by the patio, Rob and I picked ourselves up. Of course, I was completely nude, covered with his cum, my pussy dripping with need while Mr. Parker was pretty much fully dressed. He’d pulled his pants down to have a good time, but now, tucking himself back in, it was like it never happened. Sure, the big man’s hair was a little ruffled, those dark strands mussed, but otherwise the alpha was completely presentable, cool, casual, confident as always, just a gleam in
those blue eyes hinting at what had happened.

  “You wanna go upstairs and shower honey?” he rumbled, eyes caressing my curves. “You’re pretty sticky right now.”

  And I blushed. Because oh my god, his sperm was all over me. I’d been able to drink most of it yes, gulping the tangy sweetness, but at the last moment he’d blasted right onto my torso and there were rivulets of jism dripping down my breasts and tummy now, one long strand even going perilously close to my pussy.

  And without thinking, I pushed it into my snatch. I’m not sure what overcame me, but the white stuff belonged inside, it belonged deep in my body and so my hand dipped into the goo and with light thrusts, pushed it into my swollen cunt.

  “Oh my god!” I flushed, realizing what I’d just done. “Oh my god.” My hand paused between my legs as my eyes widened, staring at Rob. For sure, I thought he was going to ream me out, give me some huge, tedious lecture on why I couldn’t get pregnant, why we needed to use protection, and why what I was doing was so wrong.

  But instead those blue eyes flared, going hot once more.

  “Shit baby girl,” he ground out, gaze never leaving my pussy. “Shit, I never thought I’d say this, but yeah, push the baby batter in deep. Get it in yourself, stroke it into that tiny twat.”

  And I melted inside, puss gushing, loosening once again. Because yeah, this was what I wanted too. There was no point in denying the bald truth, what was clearly the right option. He wanted to jizz in me, every drop of his semen belonged in my body and there was no sense in pretending otherwise. Bareback was right between us, his cock hot, throbbing, spurting in all my holes, no disgusting plastic or latex between us.

  So with a throaty murmur, my hand pushed deeper into my cunt, the hot white goo smearing my internal walls, going up into my vaginal chamber. Fuck, it felt good, and with another coy smile, I swiveled quickly, bending over and lifting my ass so that my slit was on view.

  “Push it in yourself, big boy?” I cooed, wiggling my ass, nether lips gleaming, beckoning to the big man. “Push it in?”

  I wasn’t sure if I meant dick, or cum, or both, but whatever it was, it didn’t matter because a phone went off then, an annoying, distracting buzz.

  “Oh shit,” ground out Rob, shaft already hard again in his pants, eyes never leaving my twat. “Oh shit, it’s gotta be Ray and Linda.” And with an exasperated grunt, he picked up.

  “Hello,” he barked.

  My mom’s voice was audible even though she wasn’t on speaker.

  “Robert, is that you?” she warbled. “Why haven’t you been picking up? I’ve been calling both you and Mandy, and getting total silence. What’s going on, we were so worried!”

  Rob rolled his eyes at me. Of course, he could hardly say, “Your daughter and I have been fucking, in fact she’s bent over right now begging me to put my dick in her,” so instead he made something up.

  “Reception is bad,” he ground out. “Sorry, there’s a dead spot in the living room, the phone didn’t ring.”

  And Linda’s voice rang out tinnily once more.

  “Dead spot?” she chirped. “We’ve never noticed a dead spot before, have we Ray? We’re going to have to ask the cable company to come over and take a look. Ray! Ray! Can you make sure to call Time Warner and make an appointment with a technician? We don’t pay all those expensive monthly fees to have a dead spot in the middle of our house.”

  And my dad grumbled something or other, inaudible.

  “Oh right, Verizon, not Time Warner, that’s right, sorry I get so confused about these electrical things,” continued Linda. “But anyways,” she continued, coming back onto the phone. “Now that I have you, what have the two of you been doing? I’m so sorry we’re not there yet.”

  I looked at Rob, eyes wide, still nude, boobies hanging out, a rivulet of his cum dripping down my thigh. What could he say? My mind literally went blank, I had no idea and panicked slightly.

  But Rob is fast on his feet and the question didn’t throw him off at all.

  “Just grabbing lunch,” he rumbled. “I fired up the grill and Mandy and I had some cheeseburgers, the patties you had in the freezer were great.”

  I blushed. Of course, that was what we’d been doing before we stopped for our illicit interlude, so it made total sense. Why was I so clueless, so bad at lying? And of course, the mere mention of those burgers made me flush once again, knowing that mine had been sautéed in Mr. Parker’s special sauce, marinated in his personal goodness. Oh god, it was so fucking dirty and yet I loved it. Absentmindedly, I licked my lips again, savoring his tangy taste, the fact that I’d just swallowed gallons of the good stuff. I didn’t want to shower, I didn’t want to brush my teeth, I didn’t want to wash him off me. I wanted to walk around like this, caked in his cum, smiling a secret smile as his sperm dripped from my curves, a sweet aftertaste as a naughty reminder.

  But my parents were clueless, hundreds of miles away, and Linda chortled on.

  “Well, you guys go ahead and have fun because Ray and I are stuck at home,” she prattled. “We had an emergency come up at the hardware store, and Ray and I need to stay a little longer to deal with it.”

  My parents run the local home goods store, and trust me, there’s always an emergency. Someone’s boiler is always exploding, someone’s heater breaking, and my parents are such softies that they keep the store open at all hours so that customers can find parts, so that they can help out in times of need.

  I piped up then.

  “No worries, Mom,” I called, hoping my voice would carry to Linda’s ears. “Take your time, Rob and I are just catching up. You guys do what you need to, we’re fine at the cabin.”

  And Linda’s voice came on once more.

  “Oh good honey, I’m so glad to hear that. You know, it was the Wright’s roof this time, that tree blew over and put a big hole in their roof, so Daddy and I need to stay and help out. You know they can’t do it themselves, last time they had an emergency, Harry Wright almost took off his hand with that hacksaw, he had to be rushed to the emergency room.”

  And I shook my head again. Of course no one in town knew how to fix anything because Linda and Ray were always there, Mr. and Mrs. Fix-It, helpful to a fault. But I sighed. That was their business and not mine, and besides, it just gave more time to Mr. Parker and me, we could play a little more, have a little more private time to explore. So I piped up once again.

  “No worries Mom, you guys go ahead. When do you think you’ll make it up?” I called. “We miss you!” I threw in for good measure, shooting Rob a sweet smile.

  My mom’s voice melted.

  “Of course, we miss you too, we want to be up there as soon as possible. Maybe tomorrow morning, honey? Is that okay? We can help the Wrights tonight and we’ll leave for the cabin first thing tomorrow morning then.”

  Mr. Parker answered before I could say anything further.

  “Tomorrow morning is fine Linda, we’ll see you then,” he said before giving a perfunctory good-bye and clicking off. And once she was gone, the big man and I looked at each other again, electricity sizzling in the air. Oh god, we were alone for the rest of the day and all night, and that was just enough time for things to really take off. What had happened already was just the tip of the iceberg. Even though I was a virgin, I knew that without dick inside, nothing had really gone down yet. There were still continents to be discovered, the North Pole to explore, my tiny twat and ass ready and willing. Because, yeah, I wanted it in my ass. I wanted everything Mr. Parker had to give and I wasn’t taking no for an answer. Without my parents here, I wanted all of the big man, as much of him as possible, in me, on me, around me in all ways, all the time, until I passed out, my senses overwhelmed. And hopefully … Mr. Parker felt the same way too.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Rob

  Shit, I’m a dirty motherfucker. Because after the call with Mandy’s parents, after Linda and Ray announced that they wouldn’t be arriving until the next morning, I sprang int
o action. I had just shy of twenty hours with my baby, twenty hours to feel that tight twat, to test out that sweet pussy, and shit I wasn’t wasting a moment of it.

  “Honey,” I ground out, voice deep. “You ready for a shower?”

  Mandy flushed. The girl was still completely nude and doused in my cum, some parts beginning to dry and flake, some still wet and seeping from her secret places. But instead of leaping into action, the little girl shook her head slowly, crossing her legs shyly.

  “Mr. Parker,” she began, “I don’t want to shower.”

  I looked at her hard. What the fuck? I thought all women liked to get clean, they were always in the bathroom for ages doing god knows what. So WTF was this?

  But the brunette shook her head again, clarifying.

  “Mr. Parker,” she said, clearing her throat. “I don’t want to shower because I love having your cum on me,” she murmured shyly, voice trailing off to a whisper. “It’s so dirty and I love feeling it on my skin, the smell turns me on.”

  And I rumbled deep in my chest, eyes lighting with fire, dick jerking. Because of course. This was my dirty baby, and dirty babies like to go around with Daddy’s jism all over them, stuck in their hair, fingers goopy with semen, tight twats dripping with the stuff. But I had the perfect solution.

  “Honey,” I ground out. “I was gonna send you upstairs to shower by yourself, but why don’t we meet in the middle? Why don’t I shower with you, and Daddy will give you more of the good stuff? Would you like that? Would you like Daddy’s batter in your pussy this time, is that a good compromise?”

  And Mandy’s eyes sparkled then, chin nodding, breasts bobbing with pleasure.

  “Yes Daddy,” she sang, a little breathy. “Yes I’d like that.” And before I could stop her, the curvy female rushed up the stairs, ass jiggling. “Last one in the water is a rotten egg!” she cried out, voice trailing behind her, a sweet song.

  And I had to laugh. Because this was so goddamn wrong, fucking a teen virgin who was my best friend’s daughter. But part of what made it so good was exactly that. Mandy was still young, cute phrases like “rotten egg” and “see ya later alligator” ran off her lips like water, and in some ways she was still Mandy Candy Dandy, more innocent baby than dirty whore. But oh yeah, she was a dirty one. Drinking my come, telling me she wanted it all over herself, kneeling by my knees to let me fuck her titties? Shit, it was straight out of a porno and I loved it. I loved the mix of naïve and mature, innocent and knowing, the siren and the naïf, all rolled into a single package. I loved the fact that the brunette had so much to offer, and yet was still untouched. Mandy was fucking perfect and I couldn’t wait to explore, to part those creamy thighs and finally make her mine.