Novel & Cerita My Father’s Best Friend Stole My Virginity

“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.”

"I'll try. It began when I turned eighteen. My best friend Amy knew I was a virgin and set me up on a date with Dan as a birthday present. He's a good looking guy at school that all the girls fawn over. He owed Amy a favor and agreed to go out with me. I didn't care if it was just a setup. I knew it was time for me to lose my virginity and Dan seemed like a good person to do it with. "I was surprised at how nice he was to me. He gave me flowers and took me to dinner like we were on a real date. Afterwards we went to a motel. He slowly undressed me and told me I was beautiful, but he was just being nice. He kissed me and sucked my nipples. Out of nowhere, an image of my father flashed into my

I wasn't convinced because of this incident. Next day my father regretted it but that lady has no remorse for it. She was rather happy to lose her virginity. Actually she liked to have sex with my father and she convinced him to become friends with benefits. He denied her but anyways he is a man how long he will stick when she is hell bent on having relationship with him and moreover he loves her They kept their relationship a secret and finished their studies and came back to India. After coming to India my grandfather started to find a groom for that lady.

“You’re taking what I let you.” I want to be mad at that. I can’t be. Not when the way he says it makes my stomach drop and my core clench hard around him. “Say it,” he tells me. “Say who you’re riding.” I grit my teeth. He waits for my response and I try to hold but I fail. “You,” I whisper. “I’m riding you.” “Who am I, Saesha?” I swallow. “Veeraj.” “More.” “My father’s best friend,” I say, and the forbidden of it rips through both of us like a match to dry leaves.

Edges me until I was crying, begging, and promising anything. Then unties me, flips me over, fucks me from behind slow and deep. “You are mine, Vanessa. My babygirl. My little slut. My everything.” I cum screaming “Daddy” into the pillow. He finishes inside me, holds me tight. “Forever,” he whispers. And I know he means it. My son’s best friend owns me completely. And I have never been happier.

The hand moved from my left nipple, to the right, giving it the same treatment as the first. I haven’t even touched my cunt, yet I was feeling the climax building up. It was the effect that Charles had on me and I hated to admit it. It was painful, that I had a thing for my ex best friend’s father. It was fucked up, but it didn’t stop me from attempting to jerk off, thinking that it was his hands that was making it ways to my cunt. I sucked in a deep breath when my index finger brushed against the opening. “Charles.” I moaned softly, rocking my index finger, even before it went in.

My eyes teared up and I couldn’t help but cry out as I reached my climax. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck.” He jerked in my mouth. It was warm and tasted like pure pleasure as I swallowed. I licked all the way down to his base as his groans filled the room. I just fucking came from sucking my father’s best friend’s dick, and it was the best fucking thing ever.

My father had only cussed at me a few times before, and only when I did something really, really bad—like sneak out of the house in the middle of the night or clog the toilet with all of Mom’s lipsticks after we fought. The disappointment and anger in his voice had me shaking. “We met weeks ago.” “You said that,” Mom snapped. I resisted sending her an angry look. Any aggression on my part would only make things worse. Dad gruffly cleared his throat. “He hasn’t said anything about this to me.” I eagerly leaned forward. “That’s because we didn’t know you two were friends until last weekend at the fundraiser. And I wouldn’t let him tell you. I wanted to let you know myself.”

“You Daddy, it’s always belonged to you.” “Good girl, I want you to come to me tonight after your father goes to bed.” “You’ll fuck me?” “You bet I am, baby girl. Wear something sexy for Daddy.” “Ok, Daddy.” “And don’t say anything to your father or July about what we saw at the park. We don’t even know if they’re involved with each other. For all we know, it was just a coincidence.” Before I reach for the door handle, he crushes his lips against mine and claims my mouth. This was really happening. I was actually going to lose my virginity to my dad’s best friend.

I said as I released myself from his hold and closed my door. I understood that Antonio had a lot to lose like his friendship with my dad, but it hurt watching him bask in regret. I wanted things to go back to normal, so I decided to act like things were normal. I would simply forget that I had slept with my father’s bestfriend. * * * “Hope you didn’t get in trouble with Antonio,” Jenny asked as we both stopped for icecream close to campus. “Believe me, there was no trouble,” I teased as I collected my cup of icecream from the seller.