Addicted to My Father's Best Friend のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

After a couple of minutes of hard thrusting, he let my legs down, grabbed me firmly by the waist, and turned us over in one smooth motion so that I ended up on top of him. His thick cock never slipped out of my pussy the entire time. One second I was on my back taking him deep, and the next I was straddling his hips, still completely filled by him.I settled my knees on either side of his waist and started to ride. At first I moved slowly, lifting almost all the way off his cock before sinking back down and feeling every thick inch stretch me open again. Then I began to bounce for real. I planted my hands on his chest for balance and rose and fell in a steady rhythm, my head tilting back as loud, helpless moans poured out of my mouth. Seeing how my breasts were bouncing heavily with every downward motion, he reached up and grabbed them, squeezing the soft flesh, thumbs brushing over my tight nipples while I continued to ride him. The dual sensation of his hands on my chest and his t

I was on my bed, chatting with a guy I had bumped into at the airport a few days ago. Suddenly, the screen lit up with an incoming call.It was Mira, my best friend. This is the third time she was calling me today. I tapped the green icon and brought the phone up to my ear."Hi, Lily! Please, I want you to come over and stay with me for a few days," she squealed into the receiver, her voice bubbling over with her usual energetic charm."That's great. I’d love to," I began, pausing as a thought crossed my mind. "But what about your dad? You know we aren't little girls anymore. We're grown adults now, Lily. He might not be too comfortable with an unexpected houseguest.""Oh, don't worry about my father at all," Mira chuckled softly. "He has no problem with it whatsoever. In fact, when I mentioned it to him, he said he’d love to see you again."Hearing that sent a sudden, electric spark straight through my chest. A warm tremor of excitement rushed over me, making me sit up straight on t

"You're not looking so bad yourself, sir," I replied, my tone laced with a confidence I didn't even know I possessed.A slow smirk spread across his handsome face, his dark eyes darkening just a fraction as he held my gaze. "Come here," he commanded softly, opening his broad, bare arms toward me. "Come and hug Daddy."My heart gave a heavy, erratic thud against my ribs. Without a second thought, I stepped forward and moved straight into his space.The moment his strong arms wrapped around my body, a wave of intense heat washed over me. His skin was warm, firm, and smelled intoxicatingly of high-end expensive cologne. It was a rich, overwhelmingly masculine scent that instantly made my knees feel weak.I sank into him, feeling the solid, unforgiving wall of his bare chest pressing against the soft weight of my breasts through the thin fabric of my dress. His large, calloused hands rested securely against the small of my back, pulling me in just tight enough for me to feel the raw, bre

"You don't expect me to know that." She replied, rolling her eyes playfully as she leaned back against her pillows and tossed her hair over her shoulder."Girls are always clamoring and pestering around him." She continued with a small laugh, completely oblivious to the sudden tension in my body. "Honestly, I don't know if he will even take this one seriously or if she's just another distraction.""Alright. I wish him good luck," I said, forcing a soft, nonchalant smile to my lips as I turned back to the wardrobe and pretended to neatly arrange the sleeves of my blouse.But deep down, I didn't wish him any good luck at all. If anything, I wanted him to have an immediate, messy crash with that girl. I wanted her completely out of the picture before she could even plant her feet. I wanted him for myself, and the last thing I intended to do was stand in line and compete with some random bimbo for his attention. Mira stretched out on the plush bed and looked over at me with a mischievou

She was just about to turn around and head up the stairs to his room when her dad showed up in the hallway. He was wearing only a pair of white cotton shorts, completely shirtless as usual, looking like someone who had just rushed right out of the bathroom the second he heard the commotion."Lily! What on earth happened?" he asked, his deep voice carrying a wave of immediate concern as he hurried over to the living room.His dark hair was still dripping wet, with small droplets of water sliding down his neck, running over his broad, chiseled chest, and disappearing past the waistband of his shorts."My leg hurts so much. I slipped on the wet floor and hit my thigh against the corner of the couch," I explained, wincing softly as I shifted slightly on the plush cushions. I carefully stretched my legs out, lying down flat and resting my head against the raised armrest of the sofa.Truth be told, at this exact moment, the initial sharp, blinding sting was already beginning to die down, se