Chapter 6: Clair Finally Reacts

Being a man, it shouldn’t have surprised me that once his dick was spent, it was like Brad’s lust had been behind in my pussy with his sperm. He looked over at Claire and suddenly his expression changed from satisfied pleasure to one of unease and worry. He walked over to Claire but his dick was still semi-hard and glistened with the moistness of my pussy and cum. He reached for her but she pushed him away in disgust.

“Don’t touch me! Wipe off your dick and put your clothes on you asshole,” she practically spat at him.

I was already gathering my things, realizing I had better leave before the real fireworks started. I didn’t bother trying to dress but instead just put on my coat and was about to leave when I looked back at the two of them. Brad was trying to pull up his jeans and I could hear him trying to rationalize what he had just done, assuring Claire that I meant nothing to him and he only did it because his dad had sent me over and Claire made him do it. Yeah right, like THAT was going to get him off her shit list! I had seen the look on his face and the gleam in his eyes when he was cumming in me. Don’t try and tell me that he didn’t want to fuck me just as bad as I wanted him to. Nobody had to talk him into it, THAT was for sure.

Smack! I was shocked as suddenly Claire practically decked Brad with an open palm slap to the face that must have left a mark!

“You goddamn fucking bastard. You whore-mongering piece of shit. I SAW you. You enjoyed it, didn’t you,” she accused him, “You didn’t do it for your precious daddy, you WANTED to fuck the bitch. I saw it in your face - you loved every minute of it, didn’t you. God you’re such an asshole!”

Yep, time for me to leave without further ado! Without another word I quickly left them in room, her voice getting even louder and her language filthier. Just as I was about to close the front door, I heard another loud smack. Damn, he was going to be bruised in the wedding photos - IF there was still a wedding.

Thankfully my dad had never left so I didn’t have to hang around waiting for him. I quickly walked to the SUV and slipped into the passenger seat.

“Better get moving daddy!” I said with a naughty tone to my voice, “Things are about to explode in there!””What do you mean?” my dad asked me, the curiosity clear in his voice, “I take it he fucked you? Why would things explode now when it’s over?”

I giggled and then told him the entire story as we drove out of the neighborhood. When I told him that Brad’s fiance had been there and that she watched the entire thing, he looked at me incredulously.

“Oh come on Kelly, give me a break, stop embellishing things,” he chastised me, clearly not buying my story.

“Daddy, I’m telling you she was there!” I whined, a little perturbed at his disbelief. After everything else I’d done in my life, he wasn’t going to believe me NOW?

“That’s incredible ... God, that is so hot,” my dad said, shaking his head as he tried to imagine what had gone on inside the house while he sat in the driveway. No doubt he wished he had peeked in through the windows now.

I looked over and I could see he must have been getting really turned on about it. His jeans were bulging up like some Alien movie except in this case the monster was about to burst from his crotch instead of his chest. I leaned over and put hand on top of it and I could feel the hardness of his cock.

“Mmmmmmm, I think someone’s turned on,” I teased him, rubbing his dick playfully through his jeans.

“Now Kelly, don’t go getting any ideas,” he laughed, “Damn girl, didn’t you get enough in there you little slut?”

I loved it when he called me that. “My little slut” had been his nickname for me since I started sucking and fucking all the boys in school and I always got a kick out of it when he called me that. I also noticed he didn’t do anything to push my hand away either. Unzipping his pants, I freed his dick from its prison and held the firm shaft in my hand as he held onto the steering wheel with both hands.

“You’re something else, you know that?” he chuckled.

As I started to suck my dad’s cock while he drove home, I thought about what he had just said. In his own way, I think my dad was trying to say he was really proud of me and loved what I had done for him today. As much as I enjoyed sucking Brad’s cock, feeling my own father’s dick in my mouth was special and I hoped he would take his time driving home!