"What?"
Theo knew he was done for. Telling his daughter's friend that he had thought about fucking her for a long time was never in his plans that day. It just...happened.
He watched Ria's lips part, then close as if she wanted to speak, then changed her mind.
"I'm sorry," He muttered, wishing to take back every word. He hadn't been lying. Ever since Ria dropped by his house months ago, wearing a sexy little black dress so she and Vivian could go clubbing, Theo had dreamt of fucking her. Before then, he had noticed her wide hips and full tits beneath her clothes, but that day had just seemed like a breaking point.
"I... Uhm, there's no need to be sorry, Mr Gordon," She mumbled, blushing.
Ria had felt appalled at first seeing his boner, but now she couldn't stop looking at it. Mr Gordon was in his late forties but had a lean, muscular build and looked nothing like men his age. He was also impressively tall. Ria felt her belly flutter as heat pooled between her legs.
"There is," He grunted, looking away from her. Her bikini cup was still askew, and it drove him crazy. He wanted to push it aside completely, free the sweet tit, and suck on it. His cock lurched harder, and he gritted his teeth. "I'll talk to Vivian. We'll find a way to take your pictures down,"
Ria sighed, folding her arms. Her boobs just pushed up with the motion, and Mr Gordon's eyes fell on them once more. A thrill shot straight to her pussy. He did want her. "But the damage is done. James already thinks I am a whore."
"Then I'll talk to him," Theo's voice came out strained, his cock throbbed so hard in his pants.
Ria turned around, offering a full view of her barely covered ass. The thong she had on did nothing to cover her juicy ass. Theo imagined pinning her to the floor while drilling his cock into her holes. An image of her asshole gaping as he spurted his cum in that sweet tight hole filled his head, and he clamped down a groan.
"I don't think that's necessary,"
"Ria-"
"Besides, he might be right," She turned to face Mr Gordon, strutting towards him. "I might be a whore,"
Theo's face contorted in anger. "Why on earth would you say that?"
"Because I'm thinking about touching your cock, Mr Gordon,"
That sent a jolt up Theo's spine and down to his cock. It throbbed hard and pushed against his pants. She gave a small smile, and her small, dainty hands brushed lightly over his boner. Theo hissed when she gripped him harder, stroking him.
Ria bit her bottom lip, face flushed as a plan formed in her head. Mr Gordon was good-looking. His cock felt bigger than the ones she was used to, which wasn't a lot considering she'd only had sex four times. She didn't think she would mind getting fucked by him, especially since she would be getting even with Vivian.
She posted her nudes; Ria fucked her dad, and it seemed like a win-win.
"We can't," Theo groaned, his entire shaft throbbed and leaking precum at the tip, contradicting his words. Ria pressed hard on his cock, gripping the tip and caressing it.
“Fuck! Ria, we need to stop-” Suppressing a guttural groan, Theo moaned.
"Please, Mr. Gordon?" She purred, pressing her tits against him. "Think about it this way. You'll be helping me get even with Vivian. She would be so mad that I fucked her dad."
Theo's face twisted in a frown. Ria was right. He had only promised to get the pictures taken down, but that didn't mean it would get erased from other people's memory. This would haunt Ria for a long time. Knowing that he had fucked Ria would haunt his daughter for a long time too.
"I'm not sure I can do that to Vivian," He grumbled.
Ria stepped away, reaching for her tits under the bikini.
"So you do not want to fuck me, Mr Gordon? You do not want to rip my bikini off-" She slid down the straps, releasing one tit at a time. "And touch me?"
Oh, for the love of all things good, he wanted to. Theo watched Ria gently cup her tits, pushing them up as blood rushed to his cock when the naughty girl pushed a tit up and brought it to her lips. Her pink tongue slid out, lapping over the nipple and the wide areola surrounding it. Ria moaned as she sucked on her tit, holding Theo's hungry gaze. When she switched to the other breast, it was all the motivation Theo needed.
He grabbed her hand and led her to his study. Vivian was just upstairs, sulking in her room and Theo wanted to enjoy this. His study was perfect since it was soundproof, it was off limits to Vivian, and the table was sturdy enough to take their weights when he pounded the hell out of her pussy.
Immediately they stepped into his study, Theo slammed the door shut and pushed Ria against the nearest wall.
"Vivian will kill us both," He panted, dropping a kiss on Ria's neck.
"Not if I kill her first," Ria shuddered, sighing when Mr Gordon placed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck, sucking on her skin. His hands wandered down her body, cupping her tits while he rasped.
"God, I've thought about this a million times,"
He squeezed her tits, fondling them while Ria arched deeper into his touch. Theo trailed kisses down the valley between her tits and dropped to his knees. Her flat stomach flexed when he licked at her navel, swirling his tongue around the soft spot.
Ria's pussy clenched as he moved lower, taking his sweet time. Her thong was rapidly getting wet with her juices. Theo hooked his finger on the band of her panties and slowly pulled it down her legs.
"Spread your legs," He murmured, massaging her inner thighs while she revealed her sweet young pussy to him. "Fuck, that's beautiful,"
Ria barely had time to respond. Mr Gordon trailed a finger down her pink wet pussy, watching it get coated with juices. More precum spilt from his cock, dampening his pants. Holding her legs apart, he brought his head between them and took a long slow lick of her pussy, his hot tongue pressing against the wet puffy lips.
"Oh my god, Mr Gordon," Ria cried, watching him lock her a few more times, each time more delicious than the last.
"Theo," He rasped between her legs. "Call me Theo. You taste better than I imagined, Ria. I could eat your pussy all day,"
Ria flushed. "You've thought about doing this to me?"
Theo groaned, taking another long swipe of her pussy. His tongue got coated with her juices, and he closed his eyes, relishing the taste. "I've thought about doing a lot of depraved things to you, Ria. You have no idea."
With a hooded gaze, she whispered. "What's the most depraved thing you've thought about, Mr Gordon?"
His eyes widened, and he stepped away, flushing red.
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