DADDY'S SLEEPOVER SECRET 3

(Selena's pov)

I lay there on Mr. Callan’s bed with my legs spread open, my shorts and panties already gone, my tank top pushed up above my heavy breasts. My heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat and between my legs. The house was quiet now that Sonia had left for yoga, but the silence only made everything feel louder inside my head.

The guilt was still there, heavy and sharp, twisting in my stomach every time I thought about my best friend walking out the door completely unaware that I was waiting naked in her father’s bed. But the need was stronger. It had been building for so long that my pussy was throbbing visibly, slick and swollen, dripping onto his sheets.

Mr. Callan stood at the foot of the bed looking down at me. His eyes were dark and intense as they moved slowly over my body, taking in my hard nipples, the soft curve of my belly, and the way my thighs trembled from how exposed I felt. He reached down and palmed his cock through his pants, stroking himself once as he watched me. “Tell me, Selena. Use your words. Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you right here in my bed while my daughter is out of the house.”

I swallowed hard. My voice came out shaky and quiet at first. “I want you to fuck me, Mr. Callan. I want you to use me however you want. I have been so wet thinking about your cock for months. Please… I need to feel you inside me. Stretch me. Fill me up. Make me yours even though I know how wrong it is.”

He groaned low in his throat and climbed onto the bed between my spread legs. His hands gripped my thick thighs and pushed them wider apart. “That’s my good girl. Look at this pretty pink pussy dripping all over my sheets. You really are a filthy little thing sneaking around behind your best friend’s back.” He leaned down and dragged his tongue slowly up my slit, tasting me from bottom to top before sucking my swollen clit into his mouth.

The sudden wet heat made me cry out. I grabbed the sheets tightly trying to stay quiet even though Sonia was gone. His tongue was firm and experienced, licking and sucking my clit in steady rhythm while two thick fingers pushed inside my tight hole. He curled them immediately, finding that spot that made my back arch off the bed. I moaned louder than I meant to, my hips rocking against his face as he ate me like he was starving for it.

He hummed against my pussy sending vibrations straight to my clit. “So sweet and tight. I bet no boy at college has ever made this cunt cum properly.” He added a third finger stretching me wider and fucked me with them harder while his tongue flicked fast over my clit. My orgasm built fast and overwhelming. My thighs started shaking around his head and I grabbed his hair with both hands holding him against me as I came hard on his tongue. The pleasure crashed through me in long powerful waves making my toes curl and my pussy gush around his fingers. I had to bite my arm to keep from screaming his name.

Mr. Callan did not stop. He kept licking me through it, drawing out every last spasm until I was whimpering and trying to close my legs from the overstimulation. Only then did he pull back. His beard was shiny with my juices and his eyes looked almost feral as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

He stood up and stripped off his shirt and pants. His cock sprang free, thick and heavy, the head already leaking precum. It was even bigger than I had imagined. Veiny and long with a slight upward curve that made my pussy clench again just looking at it.

He climbed back on top of me and rubbed the fat head up and down my soaked slit. “You ready for Daddy’s cock, Selena? Once I’m inside you there is no going back. This pussy becomes mine.”

I nodded frantically. “Please. I want it. I need you to fuck me hard.”

He pushed forward slowly. The thick head stretched my entrance open and I gasped at the burn. He was so much bigger than anything I had taken before. Inch by inch he sank into me, groaning deeply as my tight walls gripped him. The fullness was overwhelming. I felt every vein, every ridge as he stretched me open until his hips finally pressed against mine and he was buried to the hilt. We both stayed still for a moment breathing hard. I felt so completely claimed.

My best friend’s father was inside me, balls deep in the bed he shared with no one anymore, while she was out doing yoga like any normal morning.

“Fuck you are tight,” he growled against my neck. He started moving then, long deep strokes that pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in. Each thrust made my heavy tits bounce and sent sparks of pleasure through my whole body. I wrapped my legs around his waist pulling him deeper. The wet slapping sounds of his cock pounding into my soaked cunt filled the room along with my broken moans.

He fucked me harder, one hand pinning my wrist above my head while the other squeezed my breast roughly.

“This is what you wanted isn’t it? Sneaking into my room at night. Now you are taking every inch like a good little slut.” His hips snapped forward faster making the bed creak underneath us. I could feel another orgasm building fast from the way his thick cock dragged against that sensitive spot inside me with every thrust.

The guilt crashed over me again in the middle of it all. Sonia’s face flashed in my mind and I felt a sharp pang in my chest even as my pussy clenched tighter around him. “I feel so bad,” I gasped between moans. “She trusts me… but it feels so good I cannot stop.”

Mr. Callan groaned and thrust harder like my words turned him on even more. “That’s right baby. You are betraying your best friend right now with my cock buried in your cunt. And you are going to cum all over it anyway.”

He reached between us and rubbed my clit fast while pounding into me. The combination pushed me over the edge again. I came hard around his cock, my walls spasming and milking him as waves of intense pleasure ripped through me. I buried my face in his neck crying out his name as my body shook uncontrollably.

He did not slow down. He fucked me through my orgasm chasing his own release with deep powerful strokes. His breathing grew ragged and his grip on my hip tightened almost painfully. “I am going to fill this pussy up Selena. Pump you full of my cum while my daughter is out of the house.”

The filthy words sent me spiraling again. I came a third time clenching around him so hard it almost hurt. Mr. Callan buried himself deep and groaned loudly as he started to cum. I felt every pulse of his thick cock as he unloaded inside me, rope after heavy rope of hot cum flooding my womb. The sensation of being filled by him was so intense I kept shaking and moaning underneath him long after he finished.

He stayed buried inside me for a long time afterward, both of us breathing hard and sweaty. His weight on top of me felt heavy and real. He kissed my neck softly then my lips, gentler now that the urgency had passed. I ran my hands up his back feeling the muscles there and wondering how something that felt this good could be so complicated.

Mr. Callan finally pulled out slowly. A thick trail of his cum leaked out of my stretched pussy onto the sheets. He looked down at it with dark satisfaction and pushed two fingers inside me spreading his seed around. “This is just the beginning Selena. Every time Sonia leaves this house you are going to be right here taking my cock. Understand?”

I nodded, still catching my breath, my body sore and satisfied and already aching for the next time. The mixture of excitement and guilt sat heavy in my chest as I realized how easily I had crossed the line and how badly I wanted to keep crossing it. Sonia would be home in a couple of hours and I would have to act normal while his cum was still leaking out of me. The thought made my pussy throb again even as the guilt twisted deeper inside me.