LOGINMr. Jeffries picked up his pace as he drove into me violently with no regard. We were both moaning and breathing heavily as our bodies were covered with sweat. Then, I heard him growl as reality kicked in. He was about to cum in me. I was panicking, and before I could say anything, he grunted in my ear, "Take daddy's cum, you fucking whore."I felt his cock swell as his cum unloaded in the deepest parts of my pussy. I squealed, "No, Daddy. Not in my pussy. Please, not in my pussy."Mr. Jeffries collapsed on top of me as we both were trying to catch our breath.After a few minutes, Mr. Jeffries rolled off me. We continued our silence as I lay there, attempting to process everything. When Mr. Jeffries got out of bed and went to the bathroom, all I could think was how ashamed I felt. I had never had sex like that, nor had I ever spoken like that. I felt dirty calling him dad and wasn't sure how to deal with my embarrassment. When he returned to bed, he asked me, "Are you heading out soon
I was struggling to keep eye contact with him. "I am nervous. You make me nervous. I feel like no matter what I say, you won't let me back out of this, Mr. Jeffries. I feel like you are going to do whatever you want, and I set myself up for this." Mr. Jeffries said nothing as he guided me to my feet. Once I was standing, he leaned down. He pressed his lips to mine as his tongue separated my lips, invading my mouth. His kiss was passionate, unlike any kiss I had ever experienced. The more we kissed, the more my mind forgot about my fears. Mr. Jeffries was working me into a frenzy. Again, he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back as his lips and tongue explored my neck. Mr. Jeffries had an animalistic effect as he sucked and licked me into a frenzy. His hands easily found their way up the back of my loose top, quickly unsnapping my bra.He worked his mouth to my ear, whispering, "Still scared?"My breathing was heavy as I responded, "Should I be?"I felt Larry grip the top of my shirt, a
I downed my drink before answering Mary's questions. I knew I had to be careful. Mary has a big mouth, and she knew to wait until I had a couple of drinks in me before answering. "No, we didn't talk about anything else. I didn't save his number, but I didn't delete it either. Mary, let's be honest, out of the three of us, you would be the one who wouldn't be able to handle a guy like him. You would become a stalker." I said as I laughed.I could tell Mary was angry with me. "You know, you are a shitty friend sometimes. That was mean. Just because I'm not easy does not mean I can't handle a guy. You haven't had sex since Jim broke your heart last year, but you don't see me making fun of you. You need to get fucked, and maybe you'll stop being such a bitch." Mary then got up to leave. Telling me, "Don't call me for help when you're drunk later. See you when you get home."I attempted to get Mary to stay and tried to apologize. I could not believe Mary left me there. There was no need to
I can't believe Sheila gave me her father's number to call him. Sure, she was shitfaced and puking everywhere, but she knew, Mary and I were curious about him. Mr. Jeffries oozed sexiness. He was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome. As soon as she told us to call him, I grabbed my phone, telling her, "I'll call him for you. Type his number in." I thought he was hot, but I didn't think anything would come from having his number. It started innocently enough.Later that night, I texted him. "Hey, Sheila's dad. Just checking in. I wanted to make sure Sheila made it safely to you."I wasn't expecting an immediate response from him. When suddenly, my phone dinged, "Hey. I'm guessing this is the friend who called me earlier. She is fine. Thank you for checking in on her. She's in the shower, trying to sober up. Which friend are you?""It's Megan. We've met a couple of times. I was with her on Friday." I texted him back.His responses were quick. "I know you were one of the M&Ms. I get c
Dad was laughing as he placed his hands on my bare thighs. "Baby, I wasn't trying anything. If I wanted to try something, I would be much more forward with it.""Ooohhh...Really?" I teased him. "We are not doing that again, remember?" I wanted dad to ravish me, but I did not want to go through what we went through this week. I was worried we wouldn't recover if we had sex again. I did not want to lose my dad. I was also self-aware that I didn't want to be the side piece to my mom's fuck boy. I would lose my mind. "You're awfully confident. Be good, we did what we did and now we are moving on." My dad continued to look up at me as he moved his hands up and down my thighs. I knew I wouldn't be able to stop myself if I didn't do something. So, I leaned back down, resting my head on my dad's shoulder. "Hold me, Dad." I pleaded. Dad wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me. "This feels so good." I told him.I was in complete comfort as we lay there in our embrace. After a while, I felt his
To my surprise, Dad told me, "Neither do I. I took a vacation day for tomorrow. Monday is a holiday, so I added it to the long weekend. Plus, I figured this was going to take time tonight."My Dad never took random days off from work. I was glad he was taking this mess seriously. I sat on his bed, waiting for him to finish his shower. Dad came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. I was making every attempt not to look. I was mesmerized at seeing him still partially wet. The only thing covering him was that towel, which I hoped would slip off. Then, unexpectedly, he took the towel off while facing me. He quickly put his gym shorts on, joining me in the bed. As he casually instructed me, "Go ahead. Fire away."I had to regain my composure before I spoke. Seeing him with his dick hanging had me flustered. He was the sexiest man I had ever seen. I thought to myself, 'Get your shit together, Sheila. He's your fucking father. No more thoughts like this, Sheila!' "So...







