HEY BESTIE, YOUR DAD LIKES MY PUSSY (1)

INTRO: Betrayed. Humiliated. Exposed. Her best friend put her body on display for the world, all for a boy who now thinks she's a cheap whore. But as shame burns her, another pair of eyes are watching her. Not with judgment, but with a raw, forbidden hunger.

It's her best friend's father. And the way he looks at her, the way his own body betrays his dark desires, sparks a wicked new thought in Selena's mind. When a girl has nothing left to lose, revenge becomes a very tempting game. And what could be a sweeter revenge on the daughter, than to sin with the father?

BRACE YOURSELF UP for the darkest, sensual, explicit, graphic romance you’ve ever read!!!

EPISODE ONE: Nudes exposed, Lust awakened.

The words on the phone screen hit her like a fist into her chest.

“I ACTUALLY BELIEVED YOU WERE DIFFERENT…..TURNS OUT YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A CHEAP, DESPERATE WHORE LIKE THE OTHERS.”

Selena stared in disbelief to her phone, her hands shaking so hard the phone almost slipped from her grasp. A small, broken sound left her lips, a repeated whisper of the words “No…..no….no..no”

She forced her eyes up from the screen. All around her at the pool party, people were laughing. They stood in small groups, whispering, their eyes cutting through her with sly grins. The crawling feeling she’d had since she got to the party hit her all at once….she was the joke.

A sick feeling twisted in her stomach. How many of them had seen it? Were they all laughing at her? Yes. Of course they were.

Tears burned her eyes, making the world blurry. But she could still see the picture on the phone. A picture of her full round breasts, pink nipples hard, bare for the world. Another shot of her body from the waist down, hips bare, her pussy evident. And the message was from Charlie. The hottest boy in college she loved . Any chance with him was gone now, turned to dust.

Her voice broke into the air. "Natalie!"

Heads turned.

The name ripped from Selena’s throat. She shot to her feet. Her eyes found the one person she had trusted with those photos. Her best friend, Natalie, sat with a group of boys from the campus. Her bikini stripes sliding off one shoulder, her mouth curling in a smile that oozed cruelty.

That smile told Selena everything.

"Please," Selena begged, her voice trembling with a rage that shook her whole body. "Tell me you didn't do this."

Natalie’s smirk deepened. "Come on, bestie. I just gave everyone a preview. "

Selena’s mouth fell open. "A preview? You posted my nudes online. Are you fucking crazy?"

"Oh, stop acting so innocent," Natalie scoffed. The guys with her laughed, their eyes crawling over Selena’s body in her bikini, imagining what was under.

"She’s not wrong, though…You do have nice breasts, Selena. A very nice tits. " one of them said with a grin, staring at her chest. "We could go to the back, and you can show me properly."

"Say that again and I’ll rip your tongue out from your head," Selena snapped. Tears finally fell, hot and angry down her face. She felt something like knives stabbing life out of her.

Everyone at school knew she liked Charlie. God, Charlie must think she was a total whore.

Her eyes swung back to Natalie, rage shaking through her. "You did this to get him, didn't you?"

Charlie had been paying more attention to Selena lately. She never thought her own best friend would do something like this. She never saw the jealousy brewing right next to her.

Natalie gave her a taunting grin. "So what if I did? You can't have Charl…"

She never got to finish. Selena screamed and jumped on her, grabbing her hair and pulling her down to the hard ground by the pool.

"You slutty snitch!" she yelled, her nails scratching at Natalie’s face. Natalie fought back, and soon they were a mess of tangled arms and legs, pulling hair and rolling on the floor.

A deep, commanding voice sliced through the chaos. "Enough!"

Selena barely heard it. It was Mr. Shelton, Natalie’s dad. But she was too lost in her anger to stop. Strong hands had to pull her off Natalie, holding them apart.

"Selena? Nat, what on earth is going on?" Blake Shelton inquired.

He had known Selena for seven years since she and her mom moved into the neighborhood and had never seen Selena and Natalie fight like this. To his knowledge, they were very intimate friends.

His daughter, Natalie, started to cry fake tears, her shoulders shaking. Selena was panting hard, her chest heaving, every breath making her breasts bounce rhythmically in the twisted bikini.

Blake’s gaze landed on her. For a second, his eyes followed the drop of sweat sliding from her collarbone, down between her tits… and then stopping at the bare underside of one breast peeking from the shifted fabric. His throat moved in a hard swallow.

Selena saw it.

Selena saw him swallow. A hard, rough movement in his throat.

It felt wrong. So wrong. He was her dad's friend, her neighbor. But the look in his eyes wasn't fatherly. It was hungry. Lust. He forced his gaze back to her face, his own expression tight and strained.

"She just attacked me!" Natalie cried out.

"Liar!" Selena screamed, her voice breaking. "God, Natalie, how could you do this to me? For a guy? I hate you! I hate you so fucking much!"

She tried to go for Natalie again, but Blake’s hand shot out and wrapped around her wrist. His touch was firm, sending a jolt of strange, unwanted heat up her arm. "Let me go, Mr. Shelton!"

"Let me go, Mr. Shelton!"

"No more fighting," he said, his voice low and full of power. "Party is over, people!"

The guys groaned but started to leave under his hard stare.

"You can't be serious, Dad!" Natalie whined before she stomped in the house.

"You and I are talking later," Blake called after her. He turned back to Selena, his grip on her wrist softening just a little as he pulled her toward the house. "Come inside. Tell me what happened."

As soon as they were in the living room, she exploded. "Your bitchy daughter posted my nudes on the internet, that's what!"

Blake’s eyes widened, then narrowed. "Natalie wouldn't do that. If you would just calm down……."

"I'm not dumb, Mr. Shelton," she bit out, her hands clenched into fists. Her phone was gone. "Where's your phone? Check her page. It's there!"

He pulled his phone out a little too quickly. He opened Natalie’s main social media page. "There's nothing here."

Selena let out a sharp, humorless laugh. "That's the account she knows you follow."

She snatched the phone from him, her fingers flying as she typed in the private account name. She shoved the phone back at him. "Look. Look at what the bitch did!"

"I think that's enough times you've called her a bitch…" His voice trailed off as the pictures loaded.

Selena watched his face. She watched him see.

There they were. Her tits. Full, round, and perfect on his screen. The nipples were tight, pale pink buds that seemed to beg for a mouth. His jaw clenched. He did not look away.

Then he swiped. The second photo made his breath catch in his throat. She was bent over, her ass pushed high in the air. The angle was obscene, perfect. He could see the soft curve of her ass cheek, and between her legs, the unmistakable, shadowed slit of her pussy. Just a hint, but it was enough to send a message to his cock, twitching violently in his pants.

She saw it. She saw his cock, now a thick, painful-looking rod against his zipper. He couldn't hide it. He was fully, shamelessly hard from looking at pictures of her.

He cleared his throat, his voice now a low rasp. "I… I'm sorry. I have no idea why Natalie would do such a thing."

"Oh, I know," Selena said, her laugh full of pain. "She wants Charlie all for herself. She can't stand that he likes me."

"Who the heck is Charlie?"

She sighed and reached for the phone, but her eyes fell again to the front of his pants. To the thick, hard bulge straining the fabric.

A gasp tore from her throat. All the anger rushed back, hot and sharp. She stared at him, her body shaking.

Blake knew he was caught. There was no hiding the head of his cock pressing against the denim. "Selena, I'm sorry, I……"

"You're just as bad as your fucking daughter!" she yelled.

He winced. "Selena, calm down."

"You're getting turned on looking at my nudes?!" Her voice, a raw scream. "Mr. Shelton, I'm just nineteen!"

"Yeah, I know,I'm aware," he groaned, raking a hand through his hair. His control finally shattered. "God, I'm sorry, Selena. But how can I not? Seeing your tits, that perfect ass… that hint of your pussy… It's hard not to think about pushing you up against that wall, ripping that wet bikini from your body, and burying my cock so deep inside you. It's all I have thought about for years."

“What?" she exploded.

Selena’s eyes were wide, her breath caught in her throat. The filthy words hit her, and the anger in her chest was suddenly met with something else. Her own body was betraying her, answering the raw hunger in his voice with a desperate, aching pulse.