Married to my Dad’s Best Friend

“You have such a beautiful pussy,” I tell her.

She has a dreamy look in her eyes, her smile like she’s just woken up. I kiss her wet pink center, eliciting a low moan from her. Her breathing quickens. Her legs spread wider, hips rising to meet my tongue as I taste her. I softly lick her silky skin, suck the folds into my mouth, drinking every drop of her. She tastes as sweet as nectar. It’s an elixir. A cure for everything. I could live on it.

I move her ankle up the couch so that her leg is bent and I have better access to taste her. I’m not rushing through this delicious treat. I circle her clit with my tongue, and her foot shoots up, coming to rest on my shoulder. She’s so reactive, so I do it again. “Yes, that’s it,” she encourages me, and I focus on her clit, alternating between slow circles and plunging into her pussy. When I sense that she’s getting close, I pull back and slow down, dragging my tongue up and down her lips, so swollen and pink from fucking her before. I reach down to stroke my cock, relieving some of the intense pressure building there. I’m pumping into my hand as I fuck her pussy with my tongue, and I feel her heating up again. She’s grinding into my face and her scent is everywhere. The feeling of her wet pussy on my face combined with my cock in my hand is becoming too much. I have to be inside her again. I grab her thighs and spread her wide open, focusing on her clit relentlessly, pumping two fingers inside her. Both her hands are in my hair, and her fingernails dig into my scalp, telling me I’m on the right course. I hook my fingers and find her g-spot, and rub slowly there, while clamping my mouth over her clit and sucking. The combination is just what she needs, and I feel her thighs shake and her moans reach a fever pitch. “Fuck,” she pants. “Don’t stop.” And I don’t until I feel her fingers releasing my hair and her legs relax around me.

I can’t wait for her to settle before I enter her again. I grab my cock and ease it back into her, catching the tail end of her orgasm, feeling her pussy clench around me. Her eyes captivate me as I begin to move in and out of her in long, deep thrusts. She never breaks eye contact, and when I hike her legs up, hugging them to my body so I can fuck her even deeper, just the slightest look of surprise crosses her face. She’s so willing, so pliant, so un-fucking-receptive to every touch, every stroke. I can’t take any more of it. Squeezing her legs tightly to my chest, I hammer into her quickly, loving the way her tits bounce. I push hard into her one last time before I explode. I can’t remember coming that hard in a long time, and the orgasm seems to wrack through me again and again until I fall by her side, completely spent. It’s a few minutes later begore I realize I came insider her, not even bothering to think whether she’s on the pill. What the fuck was I thinking? This is Stan’s daughter. She works for me now.

This is Stan’s daughter. She works for me now.

I caress her hair and she touches my face, bringing my eyes back to hers and all the worried thoughts disappear from my head and all that’s left is her.

4

Savanna

We lay on the couch for a while, wrapped up in each other’s arms. There will surely be a stain underneath us on this couch, but I don’t care. In case this is a one-time thing, I’ll be happy for the small reminder.

He rolls me over to face him. The sunset turns our glistening skin shades of red, pink, and gold. This is the first chance I’ve had to take my time and look at his face up close, without feeling like some sort of creepy stalker. His blue eyes are as intense as ever, although I see now that there are a few fine wrinkles around his eyes. They don’t make him look old, though, they make him look more serious, like a protector, like a mentor. I run a finger over his lips, so full and soft, and the corner of his mouth quirks up, and he nips at me playfully with his teeth,

I chuckle and let out a big breath.

“What is it?” he asks, smiling at me, looking so completely relaxed and at peace.

“I’ve always wanted to do that with you,” I admit to him. “I’ve fantasized about being with you more times than I can count. Now that it’s happened, I don’t know, it just feels like a dream, you know?”