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Fucking my best friend.
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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As the taxi pulled up outside I felt a little nervous... I'd stayed out waaaay past the curfew Daddy had set for me, so much so the taxi had ended up being double fare, which I knew would irritate him... but me and my friends were having so much fun I just didn't want to leave. Amy, my best friend, was totally wasted and we decided to go back to mine to drink more wine as we were having so much fun.
Amy was so d*unk she was flirting with the taxi driver, even flashing her knickers at him. I just giggled awkwardly and dragged her into the house, quietly reminding her she was married and thinking at least she couldn't get into any trouble there... |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I'd say we snuck in quietly... But we practically tumbled through the door. All of downstairs was dark, so I presumed Daddy was asleep as I swung the door shut clumsily behind me. We dumped our handbags on the sofa and both trotted giggling into the kitchen.
I was ferreting around in the cupboard bent over, Amy smacked my behind and I squealed.
'Your skirt's riding up I can see your buttcheeks. Are you even wearing knickers?' She teased. 'No wonder we barely had to pay for drinks,' I rolled my eyes, tugging my skirt down. I could feel myself going a little red. I poured us both a glass of wine when I heard my Daddy's voice from the kitchen doorway,
'Where's mine?' |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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'Hi handsome!' I smiled my biggest cutest smile, Daddy smiled back and walked over, squeezing me tight. Amy said hi, and he flashed her a smile as he greeted her too. He asked if we'd had fun and I said yes. I poured another glass and we all went to sit down.
Daddy sat down next to me, wrapping one arm around my shoulders. Amy sat the other side of him. He leaned into my ear,
'You're very late and very d*unk, young lady,' he whispered. I stayed quiet as he spoke to me. 'You understand that means you need to be punished, don't you?' I nodded a little. He looked at me sternly. I could see Amy watching us curiously out the corner of my eye as I whispered 'Yes Sir,' into his ear back.
Then we were back to chatting and giggling again. All of us relaxing, I put on some music. Amy took off her heels and was wiggling her toes. I did the same.
I was fairly quiet now as I listened to Amy and Daddy talking. I noticed her curled up legs, her knees gently touching his thigh. I looked at the way they looked at one another. I could see a familiar look in my Daddy's eye, he wanted to fuck her and it was no surprise, small and pretty with long dark hair and pale skin, Amy was beautiful... |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Jealousy twisted fiercely in my tummy and part of me began to try to figure out ways to stop them... but as quickly as those thoughts rose they were smothered, my fingers gently touching my subtle day collar that I never removed as I remembered the promises I'd made when I'd gained what I'd always yearned for, to belong to another.
I was drawn back to their conversation as Amy began to, completely unfiltered thanks to alcohol, complain about her marriage's shortcomings and how they were predominantly in the bedroom.
I squirmed in my seat. I knew Daddy's mind would be ticking, I knew my arousal would be written all over my face, he always knew when I was excited. On queue he looked at me, and smiled a knowing smile.
'Baby Amy's finished her wine and so have I... go get us another please,' it wasn't a request. Immediately I stood up and picked up all the glasses, my heart pounding, between my legs on fire as I headed into the kitchen... |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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I knew I was expected to take my time, so I did. I poured the glasses of wine and went into the bathroom to freshen up. I felt sober now, excitement and anticipation coursing through me as I fixed my hair, reapplied my make up and spritzer my perfume.
I walked back out and pressed my ear to the door. All was silent. Gently and quietly I eased it open, desperate to be quiet enough to sneak in, I was.
I watched silently ,,as my best friend and my boyfriend kissed, my pussy aching in my knickers as I watched what I had fantasised about so many times, his hands running all over her, her hips rocking needily against him. His cock was rock hard I could see him bulging out of his jeans. I placed the drinks down. Amy sprang up petrified. Her skirt was hiked up, her knickers were on show and one of her breasts mostly exposed thanks to Daddy's wandering hands.
'Come kneel baby,' my Daddy ordered me. I did, immediately. My friend watched quiet and curious again. Daddy held my chin and tilted my head up so that I looked at Amy instead of him.
'Tell your friend everything is fine,' he ordered. My heart was practically bursting out of my chest as I smiled reassuringly at Amy and nodded,
'Don't worry... I like this...' |
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I knew now how I must behave and I sat straight, arched my back and rested my palms on my knees. Daddy held my head in place so that I was forced to maintain eyecontact with Amy. It was hard for me as I'm painfully shy in circumstances like that but I wanted to be a good girl.
'Kristina doesn't have any problems in the bedroom, do you baby girl?'
'No Sir... you satisfy me in every way,' I answered quickly.
'Good girl,' I heard the smile in his voice as he spoke, I swelled with pride. My cunny ached for him. 'Come sit back down on my lap,Amy,' my Daddy commanded her. She faltered a little, still staring at me.
'Don't you want to be a good girl, too?' I whispered to her quietly, smiling shyly. Daddy's hand slipped up into my hair and gripped, to remind me I shouldn't be speaking unless spoken to. But my words had the desired effect and my beautiful friend climbed back into my boyfriend's arms... |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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He let go of my hair but uttered "Don't move,"
I rested my hands on my knees and watched as they resumed kissing. Amy was stiff and nervous, but Daddy is a good kisser with big strong hands and she was soon relaxing into him again. She was clutching his shirt as he slid her short skirt up so I could see her thong, so wet it glistened between her legs. I pushed my hands between my own thighs as I watched his large hands squeezing and lightly spanking her round pale asscheeks, then his fingers creeping past the hem of her underwear to touch her warm wet slit.
Mindlessly I rubbed my clit now and whimpered, lost in arousal. Daddy stopped kissing Amy.
"Stop that right now young lady and strip," he ordered me firmly.
I stood up slowly in the blazing living room light and stared at them both fully clothed. I didn't want to. I felt exposed, humiliated.
But I didn't want to embarrass Daddy so I started to peel off my clothes... |
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