My Bestfriend’s Daughter, My Personal Cumdump(2) 🍆

Chapter 7

Cain’s POV

“I have to find a way to escape from here.”

“Now!”

Those were the only words ringing in my head.

After these years, she finally came back. Looking way more beautiful than ever and I had done a great job hiding the pull I felt towards her.

But this time, I knew no amount of self-control could hold me in place.

I picked up my suitcase, arranging the clothes I had brought out for the dinner party back into it.

I had placed my things into it when I started to struggle with the zipper.

“Dang it.” I groaned out in frustration. I had been using this bag for six years straight for my business trips and of all times, it decided to bail on me when I was trying to escape from her.

Her.

I rushed down the stairs, dragging my half zipped bag along with me. Spencer was on his chair, sipping coffee with his full attention placed on the tv screen.

It was exactly 2am.

“You’re leaving already? But you haven't even gone through the contract.” He said as he placed his coffee on the table.

“I’ve got….” I stalled thinking of an excuse to come up with.

My brain went for a lockdown before I could scramble out words to say.

“Oh yeah… I've got jet lag so I'd leave now,” I headed for the door fearing he might stop me.

I didn't understand why I was feeling so jittery.

Yes she's my friend’s daughter but she's also young.

I can easily control myself.

My mind kept on spinning for that brief second when I felt Spencer’s hand on my shoulder.

What do you mean I hadn't made it out the front door?

“Are you okay?” he asked. “If you're feeling tired you can just wait for a while. I don't think you'd be able to drive in this condition.”

“Spencer, I'm fine I'd review the contract tomorrow I-” before I could complete my sentence, a figure wearing a short pj walked down the stairs slowly.

She ascended slowly before showing her sleepy face.

“Good morning Dad, Morning uncle. What's wrong?” she asked, trying to suppress a yawn.

I stared at her gulping on nothing. She was still in that white t-shirt that brought out the shape of her chest.

“Fucking hell…look at those nipples, they'd feel good in my mouth. Is she a D-cup?” A voice in my head spoke.

“Uhmm…. Cain? Are you okay?” she stepped towards me, her palm landing softly on my arm.

Her sudden touch sent a jolt through my body. I felt my dick harden…just a little.

She must’ve noticed cause she smiled calmly before turning to Spencer.

“Dad, I'd take uncle up. He's probably tired.”

“Alright then,” he said walking back to the sofa. “I’d finish reading this sport section then join you soon.”

I smiled wearily. What is this little girl up to now?

I should've walked out.

Instead,I climbed up the stairs following her right at her back as I tried hard not to stare at her plump butt.

She led me into the guest room, different from the one I was in before. The door was already cracked open. Inside, the lamp was slightly dimmed. Her suitcase sat open on the floor, clothes spilling out ; lace, thongs, tiny dresses, things she definitely hadn't worn at eighteen.

“Isn’t this your room?” I asked, aware of what she was up to.

I could've gone but to be honest, I didn't want to leave.

I also wanted this.

I wanted every bit of her body, I had tried to escape from her but now? I want to devour every bit of her.

I had let my guard down early and I knew for sure that I wasn't going to regret it.

And that feeling made me scared.

She turned towards the door behind us, then locked it.

Then she peeled the T-shirt over her head, revealing her big tits with her pink nipples already hardened.

She still had her shorts on.

My breath turned ragged. My eyes bore deep into her body.

She slowly removed her shorts, standing before me.

Completely naked.

She looked so beautiful, her trimmed pussy glistened between her thighs.

She stepped closer, her hands slowly unbuckling my belt.

“I’ve waited three years,” she whispered. “Don’t make me wait anymore.”

Something in me finally snapped.

I grabbed her waist, spun her, and pushed her back against the wall. My mouth crashed into hers desperately, devouring every part of her mouth.

What I had been waiting to do for years.

She moaned into it, tangling her tongue with mine, her nails digging deep into my shoulder.

I broke the kiss long enough to yank my shirt off. Her hands were everywhere; my chest, abs, fumbling with my zipper. My cock sprang free, already thick and leaking.

Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees.

Her mouth closed around me, hot and wet. She sucked like she'd been practicing in her head for years. Her tongue swirled around the head, taking me deeper until I hit the back of her throat. She gagged, eyes watering, but didn't stop. Just looked at me with those dark, hungry eyes.

“Fuck, Val…” I fisted her hair, guiding her rhythm. “You’re so good at this. That little mouth was made for me…fuck.” I groaned

She hummed around me, the vibration shooting straight to my balls.

I pulled her off before I came down her throat.

“Bed. Now.”

She scrambled onto the mattress on all fours, ass up with her pussy dripping down her thighs.

I knelt behind her, spreading her wide. Her pussy was pink and swollen.

I dragged the head of my cock through her folds, teasing her clit.

She whimpered. “Please… Cain….fuck me.”

Hearing her call me that, after all these years broke the thread between us.

I slammed in with one hard thrust, burying myself deeply into her.

She cried out, her back arching and her pussy clenching like a fist around me.

“God, you're tight,” I growled, pulling out slowly then driving back in again. “Been saving this little cunt for me?”

“Yes uncle” she gasped. “Only toys… never anyone else…. Only wanted it to be you…”

I fucked her harder with deep punishing strokes that made her tits bounce as the headboard thumped softly against the wall.

She pushed hard to meet every thrust, moaning my name like a prayer.

“Harder….please….breed me daddy.”

I reached around, my fingers finding her clit. I rubbed it in fast circles while I pounded into her.

“Come for me baby. Come on Uncle Cain’s cock.”

She shattered, her pussy spasming and gushing around me, soaking my balls and chest. Her whole body shook.

I didn't stop. I flipped her onto her back, hooking her legs over my shoulders, folding her in half.

“Look at me,” I ordered.

Her eyes locked on mine, filled with tears and desperation.

I drove in deep, grinding against her cervix.

“Gonna fill you up,” I rasped. “Gonna breed this tight little pussy. Mark you so every time you come home, you remember who owns you.”

“Yes…yes daddy…uh…fill me up please.”

“Cain!!!”

I came with a groan, pumping my spurts deep into her. She milked me, her pussy fluttering, squeezing every drop.

When I finally pulled out, cum leaked from her swollen hole.

She reached down, scooped some and brought it back to her lips, sucking her fingers clean as she stared deep into my eyes.

“Happy birthday to me,” she whispered.

I collapsed beside her, my chest heaving.

She curled into me, placing her head on my shoulder.

“Still think I'm too young?” she teased softly.

I kissed her forehead.

“No baby, not anymore.”

Marcus was down the hall.

My best Friend.

And I had just fucked his daughter raw in the guest room.

Tomorrow, I'd deal with the guilt.

Tonight?

Tonight she was mine.

And I wasn't letting her go.