My Father’s Best Friend Stole My Virginity Novels & Stories

“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?”

“I only stayed with you because I thought you were loaded. Everyone says you’re some kind of rich princess, but your dad doesn’t even care about you, does he? Why would I stick around in a relationship that doesn’t benefit me at all?” His words cut deeper than anything else he’d said. The mention of my father, the truth behind it—it all hit too close to home. He was right, in a way. My father had abandoned me, left me to fend for myself after he remarried. Sure, he gave me money, but it was nothing more than a transaction to him. He didn’t care about me, not really. But Fred? Fred wasn’t supposed to know that. He wasn’t supposed to use that against me. My chest heaved with a mix of rage and

“We were dating, we were in love, no, that's what I thought. Until she decided to leave me for someone else, someone with a loaded family, bigger pockets. She picked none other than my very own best friend.” My spine seemed to weaken and fell back on the chair, a little bit of shame crept in. I was so quick to think otherwise. The other man was my dad? “My dad knew about this?” My voice shook with the thought that I just might get the answer I so desperately wished to not hear.

Chloe's POV That morning, I watched him get ready. His suit was perfect. For a second, I remembered why I fell for the idea of him. “Ready to make us official?” he asked, smiling. I forced a smile back.“I’m ready.” It was the truth.Just not the one he thought. --- The ballroom was too much. Too many flowers, too many of my father’s rich friends. I watched them from my window. My father stood there, looking proud enough to break my heart. Beside him was Richard, Dad’s best friend. He wasn’t drinking his champagne—just watching. His calm gaze made me feel strangely steady.

Her eyes bulge and for a second I think her eyeballs are going to fall off. “Your dad’s best friend? The one that came back after many years?” “Yep! Same. I found out the day my parents threw him a surprise party. You can’t imagine the shock on my face. Well, we aren't dating. He says we can't be together because of my dad.” “Oops.” “But, I tried to persuade him. I may or may not have seduced him –” Lilly squirms jumping up and down and finally squeezing me in a very tight hug that nearly knocks all the oxygen from my lungs.

Her body was on the floor, the blood spilling from a gaping hole in her skull. He slammed me against the table, and helplessly, I felt him rip off my skirt and panties. I screamed and cried. Begged and pleaded, hoping that there were some remains of the man who used to be my father--- There wasn’t...! “I lost my virginity to my own father,” I said, shivering as if I was freezing, and I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop the disgust I felt for myself and how dirty I’d felt ever since. How helpless and lost I’d been, as he violated everything that made me a human being...

“I haven’t sucked a cock since the day I got married.” “But I though you said, my father never liked the idea and wouldn’t let you suck him.” “He didn’t, but your Uncle Bill, was our best man, and he got your father and I both drunk at the reception. He volunteered to drive us to the house we had rented. When we got there your father had passed out. Uncle Bill felt it wasn’t fair for the bride to not have sex on her wedding night, so he taught me how to 69. That way I could have sex and still be a virgin for your father. Bill and I practiced all night until I was able to do it perfectly. Of course we decided not to tell your father since we were sure he wouldn’t understand. I admit, Bill was

He was too rough, his cock hitting the wrong places, and it wasn't at all what I fantasized a good fuck should be like. If my dad found out I wasn't a virgin, I'll be disowned, thrown out on the streets to fend for myself. Another thorn on my flesh was Uncle Karim, my father's best friend. Since we came to America, he always visited us everyday, staring at me hotly, licking his lips when he thought I wasn't looking. One afternoon, I was helping my aunties in the kitchen when he entered. He squeezed past me, trying to grab a plate, large hands squeezing my ass.

"It hurt, it was uncomfortable, my vagina made a funny sound and I also fell asleep. And the gentleman who took my virginity took a bunch of pictures of me while I slept. Pictures that showed everything. Everything, like... I was lucky you couldn't see my lungs." "Are you kidding?" Elliot stops eating and looks at me with fury in his eyes. I shake my head, "What the hell? And I'm guessing you didn't let him do anything with those pictures?" "Of course not. I was woken up by his phone while he was in the bathroom, it was a text from his best friend with a bunch of compliments towards my naked unconscious body," I take a big bite of bread and down it with a big sip of juice to continue devouri

Camille cuddled me from the other side, and I listened as their breathing patterned into a deep sleep. I slowly crawled out from between them and gathered my things, taking my phone and checking for good video. As it played back quietly my mind was everywhere. Did that just happen? Did I just lose my virginity to my ex-best friend’s father? Oh, what I wouldn’t do to see precious Susan’s face when she found out her perfect daddy cheated on her perfect mommy, crushing her entire perfect world.