Page 31 of My Best Friend's Dad

He couldn’t be serious, right?

No one had ever touched me there before. I hadn’t even thought it was a possibility, but when his fingers dipped into his seed, I knew that there was no way to stop it.

Before I could ask any questions, his cum-covered fingers slipped down my crease and he began to tease the puckered ring. I moaned as the sensation shot straight through my core.

“Wait!” I finally protested, but he didn’t listen.

His fingertip pressed against the tightness, and I gasped as he slowly pushed past the resistance. Immediately, I tensed, and a flash of burning pain radiated around my asshole. I cried out as my body fought against his intrusion, the agony only escalating. My legs trembled from the foreign feeling, sensation hurtling up and down my legs unbidden.

“Oh, it hurts,” I cried out.

“It’s supposed to, bad girl,” he said, his tone so dark that it felt like it lit my soul on fire.

“Please,” I begged.

I couldn’t take this, it was far too shameful.

He didn’t listen, though.

His digit stretched my hole and I squealed, the feeling so foreign and painful and strangely good. He sank into me, pushing his finger deeper and then, without warning, he began to pump it in and out of my bottom.

Pleasure spiraled through my body despite everything I did to fight against it. The pain from his initial entry started to lessen, but it never fully went away, the searing burn only adding to the desire simmering inside of me.

I couldn’t help myself.

The more he thrust his finger into my ass, the more I found myself wanting more. I pushed back against his hand, silently begging him for more and the moment I did, a second finger joined the first, and I bit my lip hard.

Soon enough, I could feel myself flying to the edge once more.

And then it happened.

I came. No. Not just came. I detonated.

Fucking hard.

I cried out, my voice echoing throughout the room. My body quaked with pleasure and my pussy spasmed around empty air. My bottom hole squeezed around his fingers and a deep sense of shame spiraled through me.

This was so wrong.

But it was so right.

I didn’t know what to think, how to feel. All I knew was that it was the most intense, overwhelming, and satisfying orgasm I had ever had.

Blinding ecstasy seared through my veins, burning through me like wildfire. My core tightened, and I could feel myself falling apart, the sensation unlike anything I had ever experienced before. Wave after wave of pure unadulterated bliss washed over me, dragging me down to the deepest, darkest depths and back again.

“That’s it, bad girl. Come for me,” he demanded.

My release burned on and on.

“I can’t!” I cried out, but it came out more like a garbled scream than anything else.

But I could and I did.

He held his fingers deep inside of me, the pressure of it so intense that it took my breath away. And then, slowly, he began to withdraw his fingers, leaving behind a deep, searing ache that had me quivering with pleasure and shame. At that moment, his fist released my hair, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, I collapsed.

“There now, there’s my good girl. You took your punishment so well. I’m so proud of you,” he whispered.

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