Two Dandy Daddies For Christmas

December 16, 2024

~Lilian~

"I am ashamed that you're still a virgin, Lily," Sonia's voice echoed off as she repeatedly spattered the water of the blue pool with her legs.

"You're getting yourself wet," I avoided the topic.

"Wet is the start of fun!" Sonia cornered slyly, clicking away at the bubbles the gum in her mouth formed against her tongue.

I exhaled a tired sigh.

"Trust me, you've done well to have agreed to spending Christmas at my house...and I promise, you aren't leaving this city untouched."

West Coast was where you find the boys that bring the fun, according to my best friend, Sonia. 

I only agreed to spending Christmas at her place because she had been asking since the start of the year.

Aside from that, she would taunt me non-stop for still being a virgin at 20.

Nothing about s*x interests me. 

It is true I haven't had my first s*x yet. I mean, you have to be interested to even do it, right?

Well, I'm in for it this time, see what Sonia's Christmas fun plan was about. 

I still think s*x is an overly overrated bullsh*t activity.

My fingers stayed frozen around the handle of my travelling box, as I watched Sonia slip gracefully out of the pool after swimming a quick lap.

Her fair slender body was just perfect in the two piece blood-red bikini, her favorite possession, probably because it was her newest purchase.

The pieces barely concealed her n*****s on her upper body, and the swelling of her c**t on her lower body. 

She might as well have swam n***d.

Typical Sonia. 

She looked like the fire goddess of sin in that new blazing red hair tint to match her bikini.

Wait! What!

Before I could even say anything, she hopped excitedly towards me, her eyes glistening with satisfaction. 

Seizing my hands flat in hers, she cupped her b***s in them.

"I got them done. Can you tell”? She said excitedly in a low whisper.

“They've become fuller, and more succulent," Sonia bickered on, the big smile on her face stretching the corners of her eyes.

"C'mon! Don't be a kill joy. Give me the right kind of vibes," she said sulking.

Sonia proceeded to slowly glide her tongue up my cheek from the corner of my lip, leaving a cold trace of saliva on her path.

As she did that, my palms still trapped between hers and her two plump girls, she jiggled them to an imaginary beat, staring me dead in the eyes.

My heart skipped a beat, another, and another. 

Before I could stop myself, I had grabbed them like honouring an invitation.

Caressing and s*******g, my cold palms savoured the warmth those balls of goodness did to my soul.

"That's the energy, girl!" Sonia moaned, her eyes slightly shut from the uncontrollable dopamine rush.

I pulled away that instance.

"That's enough. Put a call through to one of the boys that brings the fun if you so desire," I snapped, walking away.

"You're such a party popper!" I heard Sonia yell playfully from behind.

Whatever! I hated s*x and boys. Was there a possibility I was g*y?

Actually, I had thought about it. 

I've been friends with Sonia for the longest time.

No other person in class interested me as much as she did. 

Even though I was nothing like her, I loved her style, her recklessness, every single damn thing about her.

How she sits over me, shirtless, to massage my stomach with her b**bs dangling in front whenever I get those terrible cramps.

How she would moan during her compulsory night m**********n sections.

At some point, I hated seeing her around other people. 

Then, she had noticed, and stopped hanging out with her other friends.

Sonia always gave me whatever I wanted in whichever way I preferred.

"As long as you spend Christmas with me at West Coast," she would always say.

"Come in!" Sonia spoke softly, clicking the door open, then making space for me to enter first.

"Thank you," I muttered.

My mind blanked out for a second the moment I stepped in the brightly lit mansion.

It was like a spell casted on me had been activated.

The mansion was a total masterpiece. Glass floors. Expensive furniture. Luxurious paintings. 

But none of these appealed more to my senses than the man standing in front of me.

"Meet one of my Dads," Sonia's voice echoed from somewhere behind me.

Her father? 

Of course Sonia had a father.

But I was expecting a wrinkly old man with a sagging stomach, who cared too much about making more money to care about looking good.

This one was tall, hot, handsome...tempting, forebidden.

I fought to keep my mind straight, but those eyes? they got my legs melting fast into jelly.

Those strong shoulder muscles? More than anything, I wanted to touch, to know how hard they felt.

Those albs that shadowed through the brown singlet he wore against a black fitted plain pant, the sharp hip line: I didn't dare to look further.

My insides felt wet, needy.

It was weird. 

"Lily!" Sonia nudged my arm softly.

I turned to her. 

She had the red towel she had used to dry out her hair around her waist now.

She was staring at me like I had something I shouldn't on my face.

I felt something sticky between my thighs.

My c**t clenchrf, like it was asking for attention.

I rubbed my legs together impulsively, but it only burnt harder.

"Lily! Did you get your period? But you just concluded the last one?" Sonia whispered in my ears, her voice annoyingly raspy.

For the first time in my life, I didn't give a f**k about Sonia and whatever she was saying.

Especially now that I can feel hot daddy's eyes on me. He was watching. 

I knew he was, and because of that, I d*****d harder.

I was afraid. 

I couldn't understand what was happening it to me.

I needed to leave his presence. 

I need to catch my breath.

My insides was flaming hard, it was beginning to be painful.

"I need to use the restroom. I think my period came," I tugged back at Sonia.

Inside the bathroom, I pulled down my pants and there was a pool of my own c*m right in its middle.

My fingers trembled beside me as the image of hot daddy's broad chest and firm muscles flashed in my head.

I couldn't even remember what his face looked like.

I could only remember how dangerously my body wanted to be ruined under his.

Can you believe it?

I beg you, please stop here if you're not ready to go on this wild ride with me.

I felt spell bound.

Now that I am here, I would do anything to get Sonia's Dad eating me up on his own bed, leaking that c*m off my thighs, and begging on his knees for more.