Page 11 of Falling for My Dad's Best Friend

“Oh god Daddy,” I mewled, my hands going back to cup my ass cheeks, to pull apart the flesh to show him my sweet slit, baring it all. “Please fuck me, fuck me.”

But despite the iron hard shaft beneath my belly, Rob resisted. Instead, he merely chuckled deep in his chest.

“Sure baby girl, I’ll fuck you with my mouth this first time, how’d you like that?” he growled, and not waiting for an answer, he made his tongue into a spear, hard and pointy, and pulled my pussy lips apart to get in deep once again. Oh shit, it felt so good, feeling his appendage worm its way up my vaginal passage, tasting me, pushing up against my internal walls, warm, wet, hot, so slick, and so dirty. But just when I thought I would pass out from the delicious sensations, suddenly Rob stopped. What the? Why was he stopping right when we got to the best part? I jolted awake, eyes flying open.

“What is it?” I huffed, craning my head to try and look at him. “Why’d you stop?” I mewled, hips wriggling. “I need it!”

And Rob slapped my ass lightly before massaging it, the sting turning into a warm, soothing ache.

“There’s something you didn’t tell me,” he growled, the blue fierce yet proud. “Something you left out Mandy Dandy,” he added, fixing me with a look.

What was it? What had I left out, what was so important that he’d stop in the middle of licking my pussy to give me a lecture? Holy shit, this was so wrong, Rob couldn’t leave me dangling like this.

“I swear Daddy,” I shook my head, panting and huffing, desperate to have his mouth on me again. “I didn’t leave out anything. You know me, I swear, it’s all there.”

And Rob merely grinned at me, his square fingers stroking my ass all the while, dipping down to tap lightly at my hole, making me moan even harder.

“That’s the thing, baby, it’s all there,” he said, repeating my words slowly. “It’s all there. You’re intact. You have a hymen baby, I just tasted it inside you, and you’re a virgin. Why didn’t you tell me sweetheart? Why didn’t you tell Daddy?”

And my mind whirled. Why would I ever tell any man that I was a virgin, especially when we were so close to de-virginization? I thought the point was to drive a guy to the edge, to make him want you so bad so that he plowed through without even knowing what he’d just done, unaware of the consequences. Why couldn’t we just keep it easy, light, and then wham, bam, and it’d be all over?

Besides, I didn’t want to have the talk, the awkward, “Why are you still a virgin at eighteen, didn’t all your friends do it years ago, you’re so behind,” conversation. I didn’t want to explain that there’d been no boys my freshman year because I’d been dreaming of Mr. Parker the entire time, visualizing that bronzed male body on me, his huge dick all mine to consume. I didn’t want to explain that I’d basically ignored the opposite sex for a full year waiting for him, wanting him, deeply hungry for his cock.

So I merely mewled again.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Parker,” I whispered. “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t have a chance,” I stumbled. “I haven’t seen you in so long, I don’t know, I didn’t expect this …” my voice trailed off. That was a lie. Sure, I hadn’t expected this, not quite with the spider bite and all, but that wasn’t the true story. I’d expected this somehow, somewhere. After all, I’d been fantasizing about Rob for years now, this moment had played out a million times in my head. So to say I wasn’t expecting this wasn’t quite right either and I tried again, my brain fuzzy.

“What I mean to say is,” I began once more, taking a deep breath. “Is that I’m a virgin, sure, and I guess, it just kinda happened,” I said lamely. “It just happened that way.”

Rob lifted an eyebrow at me, his cheeks still stained with dark streaks, that male body tight and ferocious.

“I see this is a longer conversation,” he rumbled smoothly, “and not one we’re gonna have now because shit, baby, you’ve got me going. You have ever since you did that little dance outside with the hose,” he said, cock jerking beneath me again. “You know, when you took your clothes off.”

And I gasped, swinging my head around to stare at him, boobies still pressed tight against his legs.

“You saw that?” I stammered. “You saw me change? But I thought no one was around.”

He grinned at me again, big hands skimming over my labia, stopping to pinch my clit for a moment. My eyes literally rolled up in my head, showing the whites as I moaned, it felt so good. My cunt was dissolving now, achy, soft, wet, pulsing in anticipation, so desperate to have this man in me.

“Shit yeah, I saw you get undressed,” he growled, blue eyes fierce. “I saw those huge tits, that pretty pink pussy. I saw you bend over and show that slit, hole peeping and winking the whole time. You know why I was late baby?” he rasped. “You know why I was late meeting you at the cabin?”

And suddenly it all made sense, the tangy scent in the air, the musk, the way he’d seemed so relaxed and yet tense at once.

“You came in the car,” I whispered, eyes wide. “You watched me and played with yourself in the car.”

And he slapped the flat of his palm against my pussy then, making me squeal and jerk once more, tingles running wildly through my body, nips on fire, my fingers and toes stiffening on their own. Holy shit, I couldn’t take this anymore, I was gonna come right here on his lap while talking if Rob kept this up, tongue in me or no. But Rob was on a roll, and he was intent on making me pay.

“That’s right, pretty baby,” he ground out, big fingers stroking up and down my labia once more. “That’s right, you showed Daddy that sweet little body and Daddy couldn’t wait. Daddy let out a big one, spurted a big one out just watching you, you horny little slut. And now baby’s gonna get it.”

And I moaned as he buried his tongue in my twat with a vengeance, stroking my inner channel, pushing up against the soft tissue, unbroken and all for him. Because oh my god, all this meant that Rob was even more desperate than me. He’d seen me changing and exploded, sperm spurting in the Porsche, virile white lashes streaking the interior, making a mess of the buttery leather. Oh my god, I’d made him come just from taking off my clothes, a glimpse of my lady bits had made him shoot so hard that his car was a disaster now, covered with creamy jizz.

And the knowledge pushed me over the edge. The combination of our dirty talk, his tongue deep in my snatch, and the fact that I’d made him explode became a vortex that swallowed me, completely subsuming my senses. I moaned, squealed and cried out, my pussy jerking once, twice, before dissolving into a waterfall of tremors, hot juice gushing between my thighs, honey hole rushing with goodness.

“Ohhhh fuck!” I screamed, lifting my head to the skies as he tongued my snatch. “Oh fuck fuck fuck!”

And it only spurred Rob on. He reached a hand beneath my body to stroke my clit all the while pushing his tongue further up my pussy and I jerked even harder, spasms overtaking my body, so titillated, horny, and thoroughly fucked. I screamed again, tits heaving, pussy shuddering so violently that I almost shook myself right off his lap had it not been for his tongue anchored in my snatch.

“Unnnnnh!” I moaned, quivering all over. “Unnnh! Unnh!”

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