Novel & Cerita Dads Friend Sex Story

"Dad, I'm not defying you. I'm just living my life." His eyes narrowed, and he leaned forward, his tone harsh. "You want to talk about living your life? Let me tell you about Henry." I felt a knot tighten in my stomach as he unfolded a story I had never heard before. A story that involved Henry and my mother, a secret kept hidden from my father, all while maintaining the facade of friendship.

Clara offered, flashing a small smile. "Okay, fine." My mom followed them, heading to her room, leaving only Dad and me alone in the hall. "Is that his ex?" I blurted out the question as soon as the opportunity arose. "Yeah," Dad replied, dropping onto the couch with a sigh, rubbing his forehead. "The only ex, apparently." "What? He's only dated once in his life?" "Well, not in that way. She was the only one he was ever serious about." "Their relationship ended on a bad note?”

However, I do not move from there until a detective from the NYPD who knows my dad lets me into his office and closes the door. I sit on the faux leather chair and stare at Detective Ford. He’s tall, lean, and has a bald head and black skin. I would not call him friends with Dad since he goes against him sometimes. Seriously, Dan is Dad’s only friend. Everyone else is just an acquaintance. Oh, and Detective Ford has a strong sense of justice, so that puts us on the same side, because Dad definitely does not have that. “You are not supposed to be here, Ms. Shaw.”

I smile. “I’m your father, not your friend,” Dad reminds me as we head out back of his cottage. “But I am, I am your son. Aren’t you a little impressed I got laid at school!” I tell him as we sit. Dad nods. “I used to get laid at school. I used to cheat on my girlfriend with her friends while she was in class. Your mother was the only friend loyal to Daisy. Funny, that my wolf wanted your Mom, the most,” Dad laughs. Dad looks off across the woods and takes a long drink of his beer.

Joseph’s dad focused his attention on his son. “Is this a joke, Joey? I’ve had a good laugh, but you better come clean before you give your mother an ulcer.” Joseph winced. “It’s no joke, Dad. Sorry.” His dad’s good humor vanished like a switch had been flipped. “We talked about this. How many times did I tell you? Don’t fuck around with poor girls.” Embarrassment heated my cheeks. “You know how it is,” Joseph said, shrugging.

She said, still crying. "Blame me Sewa, I'm responsible for everything that happened" my dad finally piped in. "Oh....you raped her right?" I asked, clapping. "I won't tolerate that young lady. I'm a man with needs, And I don't plan being celibate for the rest of my life." Dad replied sternly. Oh really? Seriously? "Why my best friend dad? Did the population of women reduce in the world? " I asked softly. "Would you rather have it be a stranger? " Dad asked.

"Thanks babe you're the best." About twenty minutes went by before Dad came home and came in to see me. " Hi hun, David said to come see you. How are you feeling sorry I haven't seen you all weekend? I 've been really busy with work. " Dad said . "I also went out on a date this weekend. I really like this girl. Her name is Missy, a couple years younger than me. She has two girls around your age. Her husband died in a car accident about four years ago." "That's great Dad, I mean it's good you met someone, sorry to hear about her husband though."

dad said excitedly. Yeah let's go meet my dad's wife. Man my father is like a kid who just got candy from his nana. It's good to see dad like this it's been nearly 5 years now. Dad said I should go inside because he wants to get our things from the car. Just as I was about to knock a fucking goddess open the door like man she's got beautiful tanned skin,beautiful blue eyes you could drown in,small nose and full kissable lips. I didn't even realise I was staring nope scratch that admiring this goddess before me until she cleared her throat.

Dad and I were out in the spa relaxing, enjoying a glass of wine. "Dad, do you mind if I ask you a few questions?" "As long as you know I won't guarantee an answer." "Was Memorial Day the first time you and Mom ever had sex outside of your marriage?" Dad looked at me for a few moments, deciding if he wanted to answer, then said. "I strayed once when I was younger and more foolish than I am now, just after Cindy was born. Your mother forgave me, thank God, or I would have missed out on the best damn part of my life. As far as I know, she's never stepped out on me before then, though she would have been entitled to after the little stunt I pulled."

Dominant Daddy (2) EMMA I sat with my three best friends at our favorite small cafe. It was Saturday afternoon. We were drinking cold juice and eating cakes. My friends were laughing and talking loudly about their husbands and boyfriends. I smiled and tried to look normal, but my mind was far away. I kept thinking about Daniel, his deep voice, his strong hands and the way he whispered “Daddy” to me. My pussy was getting wet again just remembering it. Lara started first. She was married for two years. “Girls, my husband fucked me so good last night. He lasted thirty minutes. I came twice. I feel so lucky.”