Best Friend’s Forbidden Father: Part 3

My eyes widened in pure panic as Sarah’s footsteps stopped right outside the bedroom door. Marcus reacted instantly. He yanked the thick comforter over my head and pushed me down flat against his chest, hiding me completely under the covers.

“Stay quiet,” he whispered urgently, his voice barely audible.

The door creaked open slightly.

“Daddy?” Sarah’s sleepy voice called out. “Are you awake? I can’t find Ava anywhere. She wasn’t in the guest room.”

Marcus shifted slightly beneath me, his still-hard cock brushing against my cheek under the blanket. “Hey, sweetheart,” he said casually, his voice perfectly calm and normal. “Yeah, I’m awake. Couldn’t sleep either. What’s wrong?”

I was frozen in terror, heart pounding so hard I was scared Sarah would hear it. My best friend was standing right there, just a few feet away, while I was naked under her father’s covers with his cum still leaking from my pussy.

“I woke up and she was gone,” Sarah said, sounding worried. “I thought maybe she went downstairs for water again but she’s not there. Do you think she’s okay?”

Marcus’s hand moved under the blanket and gripped the back of my head. Before I could react, he pushed my face down toward his cock.

“She’s probably fine,” he replied smoothly, his tone completely relaxed. “Maybe she went for a walk or something. You know how Ava gets sometimes.”

His thick, cum-covered cock pressed against my lips. I hesitated for half a second, terrified, but he pushed harder. I opened my mouth and took him in, the taste of our mixed juices flooding my tongue.

Sarah sighed from the doorway. “Yeah, maybe. I just worry about her sometimes. She’s been acting a little weird lately.”

I started sucking him slowly under the blanket, trying desperately not to make any noise. The thrill of it was insane. My best friend was literally standing there talking to her dad while I had his cock in my mouth.

Marcus’s hand stayed on the back of my head, guiding me as he continued the conversation like nothing was happening. “She’s a grown woman, Sarah. She can take care of herself. Come here, give me a hug. You look stressed.”

I heard Sarah step closer to the bed. My heart nearly exploded. I sucked harder, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock while trying to stay completely silent. The risk made my pussy throb again.

“Thanks, Dad,” Sarah said, her voice much closer now. “You always know what to say. I just feel like something’s off with her. She’s been distant this whole visit.”

Marcus’s cock twitched in my mouth as I bobbed my head slowly, taking him deeper. I had to fight the urge to gag as he pushed against the back of my throat.

“She’s probably just tired from school,” he said casually, his voice steady even as his fingers tightened in my hair. “You two have been up late every night. Go back to bed, honey. I’ll keep an eye out for her.”

I sucked him faster under the blanket, hollowing my cheeks, working my tongue along the underside of his shaft. The terror of getting caught mixed with the dirty thrill was making me dizzy with arousal. My best friend was right there, and I was secretly sucking her father’s cock.

“Okay,” Sarah said softly. “Goodnight, Dad. Love you.”

“Love you too, princess,” Marcus replied warmly.

The door creaked as she started to close it, but she paused. “Wait… is that weird smell? Like… perfume or something?”

I froze for a second, panic spiking. Marcus pushed my head down firmly, forcing his cock deeper into my throat.

“Probably just the laundry detergent,” he said smoothly. “Go on back to sleep. Everything’s fine.”

The door finally clicked shut.

The second it did, Marcus yanked the covers back and groaned quietly. “Fuck, Ava. You’re such a dirty girl. Sucking my cock while my daughter was standing right here.”

I gasped for air, spit dripping down my chin. “That was so close… I was terrified.”

But I didn’t stop. I dove back down, taking him deep into my throat, sucking him desperately. The fear had only made me wetter.

Marcus gripped my hair with both hands and started fucking my face, thrusting up into my mouth. “That’s it. Swallow my cock like the naughty little slut you are. Your best friend could have caught us any second.”

I moaned around him, the vibration making him curse. I sucked harder, faster, determined to make him cum. My jaw ached but I didn’t care. The thrill was addictive.

“Fuck… I’m close,” he growled, hips stuttering. “Swallow every drop, Ava. Don’t spill any.”

I took him as deep as I could and felt him explode. Hot, thick ropes of cum shot down my throat. I swallowed frantically, gulping down everything he gave me while he held my head in place. I didn’t stop until he was completely empty, then slowly pulled back, gasping.

Marcus pulled me up and kissed me deeply, tasting himself on my tongue. His arms wrapped around me possessively.

“Tomorrow night while Sarah’s at work,” he whispered against my lips, voice dark with promise, “I’m going to fuck you in every room of this house.”