Story 2: Sex With My Dad's Best Friend

‎Sophie's POV

My Dad is on night shift again, and he has asked his best friend, David to come babysit me again.

‎Not that I'm still a baby. I'll be twenty-two in a few months, but my dad still treats me like a baby, and he's too scared to leave me at home alone.

‎The time was 8pm when David arrived, and my dad immediately left hurriedly after telling me to be on my good behavior.

‎And just like that, it was just the two of us.

‎Me and the man I've been secretly craving for years.

"Do you want to watch a movie or something?" Uncle David asked as he walked toward the living room.

‎"A movie? Yeah."

‎"I'll let you pick then." Uncle David said as he settled on the couch.

‎I giggled with a wicked smile. He's going to let me pick, huh? I bet he won't believe the kind of movie I would pick.

‎The movie I chose was supposed to be a steamy romance, but the scene halfway through the movie is definitely not safe for someone watching it with their dad's hot best friend.

‎The girl on the screen is straddling the guy and fucking him, moaning like she was about to lose her mind.

‎I shifted on the couch uncomfortably. I could feel my pussy already soaked from watching that scene with my dad's best friend.

How I wish he would let me straddle him like that and ride him. I've always wanted his cock in my pussy and mouth right from when I became a teenager. I thought it was just a phase, but the more I grow older, the more I feel attracted to him and want him. He is just so hot🥵.

‎"Are you okay?" Uncle David's voice broke through my thoughts.

‎I turned sharply. "Huh?"

‎"You keep fidgeting." His eyes had softened, and he looked curious. "Are you uncomfortable because of the movie?" He asked again.

‎A flush crept up my neck and I swallowed. “I just… feel a little uncomfortable down here,” I said, pointing at my pussy.

‎I decided to shoot my shot. I don't know if he still sees me as a little girl or now as a woman. I hope it's the latter.

‎The way his body tensed up told me he understood exactly what I meant.

‎He didn’t touch me—though for a moment, I thought he might.

‎Instead, with a controlled breath, he stood up abruptly and switched off the TV.

‎"Let's call it a night then." He murmured, his voice rougher than before.

‎Then he practically fled up the stairs like he’d been burned.

‎I stared after him, heart pounding, a mixture of frustration and longing swirling inside me.

‎Why did he run?

‎Why didn’t he stay?

‎Why didn’t he just… want me the way I wanted him?

‎I felt disappointed as I went up to my room. I thought that he would maybe touch me and try to make me feel good, but he just ran away.

‎The thought of Uncle David fucking me won't leave my head. I've always fantasized about him fucking me in different positions. God! How I wish he would just satisfy all my sexual fantasies.

‎I lay on my bed and traced my fingers down to my drenched panties and pushed them to the corner as I ran my fingers down my wet pussy.

‎I close my eyes and insert one of my fingers inside my pussy and start moving it in a back and forth motion while imagining it's Uncle David's fingers working on my juicy pussy.

‎"Mhmm... Arghh.. Yes, Uncle David.. Mhmmm.. Yes.." I moaned loudly as I moved my fingers faster with my eyes still shut, as I fingered my pussy while thinking of my dad's best friend.

‎My body jerks and my thighs tremble as I feel my release building up. "Mhmm.. Yes daddy! Fuck me David.. Mhmm.." I added another finger into my pussy as I threw my head backward in pleasure.

‎I was so carried away that I didn't notice Uncle David standing at the door.

‎"What are you doing, Sophie?" The deep and low voice of Uncle David vibrated through the room.

‎I jerked in fear, my fingers were still digging into my pussy, and my other hand was grabbing one of my hard nipples.

‎The room's light was still on, so he could definitely see me perfectly.

‎"Why are you doing this to me, Sophie? Fuck! I'm trying to hold back here." He stepped into the room.

‎I tried pulling my fingers out of my pussy, but Uncle David's deep voice stopped me.

‎ "Don't stop," he groaned in a low and rough voice. I froze, and my breath caught in my throat. He clenched his jaw.

‎This wasn’t the Uncle David who joked with my dad and me.

‎This was a man fighting temptation… and losing it.

‎ "Continue what you were doing," he commanded as he fully stepped in front of me.

‎Fuck, this is crazy.

‎God.

‎The way he said it, it sounded raw and hungry and it sent heat spiraling through my stomach down to my lower abdomen.

‎'He wants to watch me touch myself!' I exclaimed in my mind. I don't know if I should be shy or happy.

‎I swallowed, burning with embarrassment and excitement. I bit my lower lip and then slowly started moving my fingers inside my pussy again.

‎His eyes followed the movement like he was starving.

‎I tried closing my eyes but he stopped me. "Open your eyes and look at me while you fuck yourself, Sophie," he ordered, not loud, but firm enough to make my body react before my mind could.

‎Our eyes locked, and the air around us thickened instantly.

‎His breathing hitched, and I watched him quickly unbuckle his jean belt, and his cock sprang out.

‎I gasped. His dick is so long and thick.

‎He held his cock with his hand. "Spread your legs wider Sophie.. So that I can get a clearer view of you touching your pussy." He groaned lowly.

‎I instinctively did as he said, and he gasped sharply when I spread my legs.

‎"Fuck!" he cursed loudly. “Sophie…” My name came out like a warning he didn’t mean. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”

‎I did.

‎God, I did.

‎My eyes were still glued to his massive cock, and only the sight of it made my pussy throb and drip more juice.

‎He starts moving his fingers up and down his length and I quicken my pace on my pussy. The sight of him touching his cock right in front of me undid something in me and I feel my release building up.

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