I'll Be Right Back
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft, Mult, Consensual, Heterosexual, Incest, Father, Daughter, Swinging, First, Safe Sex, Oral Sex, Masturbation,
Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - I was sleeping over at my best friend's when she told me she was going to say goodnight to her daddy. Then I found out why it was taking so long.
When I was in middle school and into high school, I had a best female friend, Clare, and we were inseparable, it seemed. We often stayed overnight at each other's house and were the closest of friends.
I think a strong part of that friendship was that we were both living with our dads, it was something we often talked about.
Clare's parents had divorced. I guess her mom had gotten into a really messy affair and her dad got custody of her as a result. She really doesn't like her mother and only sees her about two weeks every year.
In my case, my mom died when I was six. I really don't want to go into details, if that's all right.
So, we were both sure that our being brought up by our fathers was one of the things that bonded us so tightly.
One summer Friday night, it was the summer between middle- and high-school, it was about eleven and Clare said she was going to say goodnight to her dad and that she'd be right back.
Well, it was about a half hour, maybe a little more, when she returned and I asked her what took her so long.
"Oh, um, we ... we kind of got to talking."
"Yeah, I talk with my dad a lot, too. He's kind of like a good friend, too."
"So's my dad. And I like to cuddle with him, too."
"Yeah, me, too," I told her.
"Has your dad ever, um, like, gotten ... like a stiffie?" she asked.
"Geez, I don't think so. Um, I guess I don't really know. Has yours?"
"How do you know?" I asked.
She looked kind of funny, then said, "Um, I kind of, um, felt it."
"You did? When was this?"
"Promise you won't ever tell another soul? Promise, promise."
I told her I'd always be her friend and never tell, then she said, "Well, it was a few months ago. I was in bed with him to kiss him goodnight and when I hugged him, I felt it touching my leg. I knew what it was, I mean, I know that much, right? So, I reached down and took it in my hand."
"Omigod, you did? Just like that?"
"Yeah, I don't know what came over me but I did. Well, maybe I know. I was really feeling horny, like we've talked about being all the time now, right? So, I just did it. Oh, it was so big, Hollie, you wouldn't believe."
"Did he stop you?"
"Oh, yeah, he said, 'Now Clare, you shouldn't touch Daddy there, precious.' I mean it wasn't just a little bump against it, I was holding it in my hand, squeezing it. He had to know it wasn't an accident."
"Did you stop?"
"I told him I liked how it felt and that I wanted to see it."
"No. You did, really? You asked him that?"
"I did. And, I didn't let go."
"Oh, you kept his ... his thing in your hand?"
"Listen, girl, it was thrilling. If you had your dad's in your hand, you wouldn't let it go, either."
"Well, he asked me to stop again and I told him I still wanted to see it."
"God, you didn't. You're a real slut, girl."
"You just haven't held one in your hand."
"So, come on, what happened."
"Well, he showed it to me."
"Omigod. What was it like?"
"Beautiful. It was big and long and had a kind of fat, chubby head on it that looked so sexy."
"He really let you see it?"
"Well, I didn't let go so yeah."
"And it's sexy to see it?"
"Oh, girl, you know when we've used my dad's laptop to look at porn? How your pussy feels? That's how it made mine feel."
"Was ... did anything else happen?"
"Hollie, you're my best friend of all time. I'll tell you but you have to keep it secret the rest of your life."
I told her I would, now imagining all kinds of things that might have happened as she told me, "I asked him if I could suck it to make him feel happy."
"You really did? You really mean it?"
"I knew enough that some of our friends were doing that to their boyfriends and, well, how hard can it be? You just put it in your mouth and suck on it. I really wanted to do it."
"Was that why you were so long saying goodnight just now?"
"You gave him a blowjob?"
"Did you drink ... you know, his cum?"
"I swallowed it, yes, it's nice. I really like doing it, Hollie. It's made Dad and me much closer."
"I'll bet. Does he do anything, like to you?"
"Are you going to tell me?"
"He gave me oral sex, he ate me out. You didn't hear, did you?"
"No, I ... He licks you and stuff?"
"Oh, girl, you just wait. If you think using your fingers is nice, oh, man, you just wait. You should do it with your dad."
"You're kidding. My dad? Like you get naked, both of you? And, suck and lick and stuff?"
"Um, more than that, really."
"Oh, shit. You're fucking, too?"
"When did that start. Omigod, you're fucking your dad," I exclaimed.
"About two months ago, I asked him to do it. I wanted my dad to do it instead of some stupid boy in our school."
"It was wonderful. He made me a nice dinner, candles on the table, the whole thing. Then he lifted me up and carried me upstairs, undressed me and, oh, it was the happiest day of my life."
"You really did it with your dad? Did it hurt a lot, lots of bleeding, all that?" I asked, hardly believing what I was hearing.
"No, it didn't hurt at all and there was no bleeding. I've heard all those horrible tales but it was wonderful, it felt wonderful. It feels wonderful every time we do it."
"You must use protection, right?"
"I'm on the pill."
"So you go down to his room every night and have sex?"
"No, I sleep with him every night, except, of course, when you come to spend the night. We're just like husband and wife."
"Omigod, Clare, it's just incredible."
"When he comes home after work, we go up and both get undressed then we're like that together until it's time to get showered and dressed for school or for work the next morning."
"Do you shower together?" I asked, vicariously.
"Oh, girl, there's nothing sexier than showering with your dad, his hands all over you soaping your boobs and your pussy. He usually fucks me in the shower, too."
You can imagine how worked-up my pussy was listening to my best friend tell me about the sex she was having with her dad.
Well, I have to be honest. I'd looked at my own dad as someone I was attracted to, yes, in a sexual way. I masturbated to the usual boy pop stars but images of my own dad crept into my thoughts as well while I was getting myself off. And now ... well, I couldn't think of any one else sexually after hearing Clare.
"You should do it, girl. You should seduce your dad. Just think of all the fucking you'll get living in the same house together. You should do it, Hollie, you'll never regret it."
"I don't know. What if he doesn't want sex with me?"
"Oh, girl, I've seen you naked. Your boobs are just as big as mine, B-cup, right? And just as nice. You have a really hot butt, girl. Oh, he'd fuck you in a minute. That's how men are."
"I don't know, I just don't know if I could do that," I told her and we talked a little more, then turned out the light and each of us got off. Neither of us, at that point, could keep so quiet that the other didn't know. Well, who cared, right?
So, two weeks later, I was back over at Clare's house and she told me she was going to say goodnight to her dad.
"Wanna come watch? I could kind of leave the door open a little?"
"You really mean it? Like watch you suck your dad? Would he, like, do you, too?"
"Yeah, just be quiet and don't get too near the door, stand back some in the dark and you won't be seen. It's your chance to see just how hot it is to have sex with your dad."
So we both got up and went down the hall. She rapped lightly, then went right in and closed the door behind her. I stayed right where I was for a minute then carefully moved toward the door. She'd left it open, just a bit.
I stood there as if frozen as I saw Clare, now naked climbing into bed with her father. I couldn't quite see everything but it looked like they were kissing, then she sat up, his hand was on her boob, and she bent over as I watched his penis, his big, brownish penis, slide between her lips.
I squatted down, putting my hand in my panties, slipping a finger inside as I saw Clare's head bobbing up and down over her dad. No question, she was sucking him off.
His hand was up under her playing with her boobs as she slid her mouth up and down over him. It was so sexy I just couldn't believe it. All I saw was myself over my own dad sucking him off. It only took about four or five minutes for her to do her dad, then she got down on the bed and raised her legs straight up in the air while he got down and began eating her out.
I couldn't believe it ... she actually waved toward the door; I almost fainted.
And I watched as I saw her have an orgasm, a beautiful, hot, sexy, orgasm that her father gave her with his mouth and tongue. I will never forget it. I crept back and got in bed and waited, then a few minutes later she came in and asked, "Well, were we hot or what?"
"You two were unbelievable. The hottest thing I've ever seen."
"See, you should be fucking your daddy, Hollie. It's the best."
"I just don't know if I could do it, you know, like get it started."
"Just do what I did. I rubbed up against him as I was kissing him goodnight and when I felt him get hard, I just took hold and told him I wanted to see it. What's easier than that?"
Well, she was right and what I watched as I stood out in the hall a while before, well, it was all I could think about.