Dads Friend Sex Story Novels & Stories

The same calm, powerful presence. The man I spent the night with… was Tessa’s father. My lips parted slightly. “So… I slept with my best friend’s dad?” I whispered in disbelief. At the same time, his eyes met mine. And he froze. The warmth in his expression disappeared, replaced by pure shock. Neither of us spoke. The air between us became heavy and tense. Because in that moment, we both realized the truth. Last night… We crossed a line that could never be erased.

Dad catches his teen daughter using a squirting dildo. SUMMARY: Summer gets a dildo from a friend on her eighteenth birthday. See what happens between she and her father after he catches her using it one day (by accident). This story is told exclusively from the daughter's point of view. (Note that this story includes scenes involving anal sex.) All characters in this story are 18 or older. Enjoy.. *****

My pussy clenches so hard it actually hurts. Me: Promise? Jerome: Be on my table next Saturday at 2pm and find out. I'm grinning like a lunatic as I start my car, cum leaking into my seats, my whole body still vibrating from what he did to me. My best friend's dad just gave me the best sex of my entire life. And I'm already counting the hours until I can have more.

she asked distractedly, her face hidden from my view. "Ah... uh, not yet," I stumbled over my lie. I had found my mate not once but twice. The first ended in rejection, and the second... a total disaster I couldn't bear to discuss. Her own father turned out to be my mate. How crazy is that? Shitty.

His breath hit my stomach as he let out soft gasps, maintaining his thrusts. I tried to stiffle the moans that threatened to escape my lips but it was hard as fuck. Just as “hard” as the d**k fucking me. My dad's friend nearly killed me with the way he grinded my p**sy so slowly that I begged him to give me more of his d**k. He stretched my swollen p**sy with every thrust he gave it. But it happened quickly—too quick for reality. He suddenly dragged his d**k out of my p**sy and shook it until his entire c*m spilled on my bed.

“Gothic penthouse with movie night fever? I bet you’ve got a cinema and a pool. Boys, too?” I snicker, despite the gloom in Damon’s gaze. “We were kidnapped, remember? But, yeah. We had hot bodyguards. I used to crush on one. Tall, dark, handsome,” I whisper. “Even though he was married with kids. I’m so fucked up.” Damon shoves me in the chest and laughs genuinely this time. The married bodyguard with kids is a lie, but anything to make him smile and forget about Yosef. “My Dad’s best friend was a bachelor, so I never had much guilt when he was…” He wiggles his brow. “But I never looked at married men.”

Now he could see why I told him he couldn't treat me like his papa would. He never made me moan that hard, or cum that hard. That bastard was a fucking vanilla boy. He'd just wanted to go straight into fucking. He never thought me how to give head, or even have me one myself. Adrian thought me all everything I knew now. That bastard would just drive into my couchie and start fucking with that big sized dick he had. But he'd never go down or try to have fun with. I knew since I signed that contract with Adrian they've been alot of activities good and bad but I wouldn't lie I loved it here with him.

I replied, and then placed a soft kiss on her forehead. She was still beaming with excitement, but I knew it was time to excuse her so she could attend to her friend, Andrew and Laura. Andrew greeted me lovely, but I just wasn’t open to him. And it was because of Laura. I can’t even imagine my daughter being the one trying to get her best friend in with a man. Can’t blame her though? There’s no way she could have imagined her dad being attracted to her best friend. I went back to work, but about twenty minutes later, I got bored and decided to enjoy fresh air.

Jack said, interrupting his train of thought. Dex turned and frowned for a moment. "Are you..." "I'm good... I'm good, and I don't mean to sound judgmental. I just... I can't believe that... our dad... had sex with her." Dex considered it from his brother's point of view and couldn't fault his logic. "Just... put yourself in dad's shoes. It's been 15 years or so since he's actually had sex and there's this ridiculously sexy and flirty girl that's begging you to fuck her. Then she gets all spread eagle on the counter at a party where you've been tormented by dozens of naked young women half the day. You're telling me that you're not going to do what he did?"

“We’re just friends!” “I didn’t say you were.” Nikka glared back at me before looking at Dad. “I just want to say Dad had a girlfriend who was fifteen years old when he was eighteen, but it didn’t mean he was already marrying her at that time, right? So going on a date should not be a big deal, especially if these men are responsible…” She was not able to finish her words because Dad had already walked away, leaving us with Mom. “Look what you’ve done!” I exclaimed, exasperated, as I slumped back on my lazy boy chair. “You should have kept your mouth shut!”