Romans & histoires My Father’s Best Friend Stole My Virginity

My paternal instincts flare—I want to comfort my little girl and strangle the bastard who hurt her best friend and made her cry. “I didn’t want anyone to know, G—not because you weren’t a good friend; you were the best. I just wanted my time with you to be free of that. You were my escape, and I’m glad I had that. Now stop crying—you know how your father gets. He’ll want to shoot whoever made you cry.” Gianna laughs. “Dad won’t shoot you. He loves you.” I clench my jaw. *You don’t know how right you are, baby girl. Will you forgive me when you learn I fell in love with your best friend?*

He hangs up the phone and packs up my clothes, shoving me into the wardrobe. He said he isn't married so who could this possibly be? I hide as Jonathan opens the door, and the voice that follows is unmistakable. "Daddy!" a girl echoed. From where I stand, I see Bella step inside. And the truth immediately hits… Jonathan Hills, the man I had just lost my virginity to and shared a one-night stand with, is her best friend's father *** A few days before

I was sprawled on my bed, scrolling through my phone, trying to ignore the fact that my brain was, as usual, replaying the latest Gabriel dream. Yeah, that Gabriel. My dad's best friend. The one who haunted my sleep with those ridiculously handsome smiles and touches that felt so real, I'd wake up all flustered and confused. He was, like, thirty-something, noble, always dressed sharp, and totally off-limits. My forbidden fantasy. My secret obsession since I was, like, fifteen. "Coming!" I yelled back, shoving the embarrassing thoughts away. Gotta act normal. Always normal. I trudged downstairs. Dad was already there, looking a bit nervous, which was weird. Mom was practically bouncing. "Sit

She was right there, staring at me disappointedly. She must be embarrassed to call me her best friend. I swallowed hard, forcing myself to blink to erase the images. But all I could taste was my best friend's father, in my throat. And hearing my best friend's disappointed broken spirit chiding me in my head. My best friend and my father? That line destroys me. I was finally able to snap out of my frozen state, I couldn't chase after her, my legs were fixed in place, and very weak.

"Maria was humble, slept on a mattress, Alex..." "I know. We fucked there too." He widened his eyes, staring at me in shock. "Oh, fuck! Where else did you...?" I’m her father’s best friend. And now, I’m also... your worst mistake. "You’re feeling like a badass, huh? Too bad I don’t have anyone of yours left to fuck." I lamented, tapping his shoulder without aggression. "It’s not about competition. Or revenge." I took a deep breath. "I’ll take you home. Tomorrow, we’ll talk calmly."

Public service announcement, I'm a whore! Before you hear it from anyone else, I would be the first to tell you. I know I am fucking writing this and putting it out there, in public for everyone to read, but I need you to read with an open mind. I may have fucked my best friends father, but in my defense, he was Jamaican, had the biggest dick I have ever seen and before all that, I was an emotional wreck at the time.

His fingers dipped into my overflowing cunt, scooping up a thick glob of his cum and pushing it back inside me. “Because you’re mine,” he said simply, curling his fingers deep. “And I don’t share what’s mine. Not even with my own daughter’s feelings.” He added a third finger, slowly fucking the mess deeper while his thumb circled my oversensitive clit. Even after everything, my body responded—clenching around him, another shameful wave of arousal building. “Stop…” I whispered, tears streaming. “Please… she’s my best friend.” Damien leaned down, biting my lower lip hard enough to draw blood. “She was your best friend. Now she’s the girl whose father bred her best friend behind her back. And y

"My father owns a company. It happened that he borrowed a loan from his partnering company and couldn't pay it back. The owner of the company requested that if I was a virgin, I should be given to him in exchange for the money and my father accepted" "What? Shit!" Her boss was already boiling in anger. "My father came home that day and asked if I was still a virgin and I gave him a positive reply. He broke the devastating news to me. I was shattered, but since all I did never pleased him, I thought maybe that will make him love me as his daughter" "I have always been the best in school. I never started any relationship because I wanted to make my father proud. He never cared about me. He onl

It’s a bummer it didn’t work with Eren, maybe not really, but what I have with Aidan is something that I would try my hardest to keep. Shaking my head as if the thoughts would fall out of it, I mentally slapped and reminded myself not to feel guilty for seeking solace in his father when he had been the one screwing my best friend behind my back the whole time. I was nothing but a bet to him and he would have tossed me aside if I had allowed him to take my virginity like I’d originally planned but his father….

“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.”