Dads Friend Sex Story Novels & Stories

Dating My Ex-Boyfriend’s Daddy . Chapter 76: at a risk of falling . “You did what?” Addison asks, bursting into laughter so violently she almost topples over onto the brick path underfoot. She grabs at Javan’s arm to steady herself. “You’re kidding me.” “Nope,” Javan says, tongue poking at the inside of his cheek. “And it worked, too. I never heard them again.” He’s just told Addison another Skye story—there seem to be an endless number of them. Apparently when Skye first started dating Dallas, they were getting it on so loudly that it was keeping Javan awake at night.

All the way home, Aunt Piper told us stories of when she and my mother were kids and Honi told us stories of Joshua’s and Matt’s antics when they were little. Jessie and I were enthralled with all of the stories and I was so happy to be learning things about my mother. I did find out that my dad was friends with Uncle Ace while he was growing up. They were from neighboring packs and went to the same school. Aunt Piper suggested that I talk to him to find stories about my dad. She smiled, “I know he has some really funny stories of the things they got into.” I smiled, “I can’t wait.”

"I'll be out for a bit. I don't want the kids to hear us fighting." Father always avoided the topic of conversation, which made Mother even more sure of her suspicions all along. Until finally one day Dad opened up to Mom about what had kept him busy the past few months. “I met an old friend, we used to be very close friends. He's my best friend especially when I'm really down and hard, I owe him a lot.” “Your old friend is a woman? Is she someone you can't forget?!” Mom poked at Dad's words about someone who sounded very meaningful in his past life.

“Is that what you came all the way here to tell me, sunshine? After the way you came on my tongue last night, moaning ‘Daddy’ like you couldn’t get enough?” Heat flooded my face. “Don’t—don’t say it like that.” He stepped closer, backing me against the closed door without touching me. “Why not? You liked it. You liked my mouth on you. You liked my fingers inside you while I told you how sweet you taste. You liked calling me Daddy while you fell apart.” I pressed my back harder against the wood, trying to put space between us even though there was nowhere to go. “It was a mistake. Mirabel is my best friend. Your daughter. This… this can’t happen again.”

Jax breathed, his voice rough and shaky like he was barely holding on. “She’s actually taking all of us.”Mike grunted as he pushed deeper, his cock sliding against the others. “It’s dripping everywhere, Kane. Look at this fucking mess.” His words sounded raw, almost amazed. Inside my head everything was a storm. Shame burned through me so strong I wanted to cry and hide, but at the same time this deep, needy ache kept growing. They're not just my dad's bestfriends but my bestfriends father. I felt disgusting for wanting it, for letting them use me like this, but I couldn’t stop my pussy from clenching and getting even wetter around them.

“It’s true. I’m pregnant. And… I love him, Dad. I love Alex. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen, but it did. I’m so sorry.” The silence that followed was deafening. Dad stared at me, his face cycling through shock, pain, disappointment, and raw betrayal. His hands clenched into fists at his sides. When he finally spoke, his voice was trembling with barely controlled anger. “You love him?” he repeated, the words dripping with disbelief. “My best friend? The man I trusted like a brother? You let him touch you? You let him get you pregnant while you were working under my roof, under my watch?”

Now I was nothing but an employee and his daughter's best friend to him and whatever it was that happened between us was already long forgotten by him. It made me wonder if he regretted sleeping with me that night and much to my dismay, I felt a part of me hurt when I had that thought. I mentally scolded myself immediately. I was with Aiden and I was happy. I shouldn't be fawning over my best friend's dad who definitely had a line of older and more achieved women at his beck and call. So whatever it was that we had that fateful day was long gone and it was time I moved on too.

So did I I was still spread wide Still knotted Still clenching around Damon like my pussy didn’t know how to let go And now my best friend had just told me she got herself off to the sound of her dad fucking me through the mattress And I wasn’t even close to done.

-GREENA'S POV- When I saw my friends with their daddies earlier, I really couldn't believe it. I initially misunderstood the situation and thought it was going to be a partner-swapping event, similar to what is depicted in adult films. Well, I really can't agree with that! My daddy fucking my friends? No way! He should only be fucking me and no one else! Now that they told their partners, I agreed. Daddy wants it, so I'll give it to him. I don't want to lose to my friends in pleasuring their daddies!

Whenever dad has talked about high school before, the focus has always been on the sports he played or the classes he took; never once has he mentioned his friends. "What did you do?" I ask him, expecting his answer to be something completely lame and boring. "When I was 15, I dated the girl my best friend had a thing for, not because I liked her but because I enjoyed the power of taking something away from him," Dad admits, his voice carrying the weight of his remorse. "As if that wasn't bad enough, I then spent almost the entire relationship cheating on her until she dumped me." "Fuck, dad!" I exclaim, floored by his confession. I really wasn't prepared to hear this, not from him. "Wait, t