My Friends Daughter
by writer101
Copyright© 2025 by writer101
Pedo Sex Story: i know i shouldn't, yet I still did
Caution: This Pedo Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Reluctant Heterosexual True Story .
I’m a 33 year old man and I’ve been single for several months now.
At a point I had some things around the house that needed to be done, I didn’t want to spend crazy money on it – as it was a job everybody with a bit of skill could do, but I lack that little bit of skill myself. Because of that, I had posted a message on a social media platform asking for help. A guy replied, he fixed the things for a reasonable amount of money and we actually became friends after.
He dropped by every now and then for a beer, we went to pubs – just regular friends things.
As I checked his facebook, I saw he had a very pretty daughter and when I saw the picture, I immediately fell in love with her.
The only problem was, she was only 16. I had to be very careful for many reasons. First off, this was genuinely a nice guy whom I really liked to keep as a friend, second off – she’s 16...
Now, where I’m from, the age of consent is 14, but still – there’s always a difference between law and socially accepted behavior. Especially if one of your friends is directly involved.
For days on I have been thinking what would be the best and safest way to get in touch with her. I really didn’t want to creep any of them out. At one point, we were just having a beer – he lived in a apartment and I live in a house. The good weather was coming up and he mentioned; oh, I wish I had a place for a bbq right now. When he said that, I just knew that was my chance!
I told him I was planning to go buy a bbq anyway, because no house is complete without one.
I told him I was actually planning to go get one this weekend, if he wanted – we could just try it out immediately. Without hesitation I said; Just bring your wife and kids with you too, will be great with this type of weather! He agreed and said; yea, sounds like a plan! You get the bbq, my wife will prepare some extra food and we’ll be all settled.
I’m not going to lie, I was pretty excited, I just knew I had to hide it a bit – nobody is getting THAT excited about inviting friends over for a bbq. I quickly took a few sips of my beer and went to the bathroom, hoping my excitement would drop a bit.
As the weekend was closing in, I went to the store and get a nice bbq. It wasn’t madly expensive and definitely something I was willing to get, if it would mean getting in touch with his daughter.
I also over did the grocery shopping a bit, but I just wanted to make sure that his daughter would be at least a bit impressed. I bought like 3KG’s of meat, and basically a bottle of all the soda’s I could get my hands on in the supermarket, I went back home with like 15 bottles of drinks and that excludes the beer.
The next day I prepared the BBQ and he texted me that they’d be there in about an hour. I took a quick shower, shaved nicely as not to look as an old fart to her, did my hair properly, got my clothes on – not too fancy, nothing to trashy – just a shirt and a jeans.
As they arrived at my house, I couldn’t help to immediately look at his daughter. There she was, she’s even prettier in real life than as what she looked on the pictures. After a few seconds, I snapped out of my trans and he introduced me to his wife, son and finally his daughter. Her hands were so soft, her skin looked so perfect – lightly tanned from the sun, and it looked as soft as silk. She was wearing a spaghetti top with shorts.
As we sat down in my garden, his daughter was sitting on the corner of the table close to the BBQ. His son sat in the other corner of the BBQ, but I jokingly told him that if he wants the meat, he should move over a seat. Hiding it as a joke, but I was claiming my spot as close to her as possible without making it look all too weird.
As I put everything on the table, the polite girl she was, she asked me if I could use a hand. I told her there’s a lot in the kitchen that would have to come outside, so she can help if she want to. Obviously she didn’t think anything about it, but my hallway is kind of small – so there were a few really close crossings which I didn’t mind. As I was walking out with a full plate of raw meat, she made room and pressed herself all the way up to the wall. She’s a lot shorter than me, I guess she’s like 1.50/1.55, and I’m 1.80. As I looked at her to say thank you, I couldn’t help to look down at her breasts. They weren’t that big, I’d say a big A or a small B maybe. I was very thankful for those few seconds.
After all, it turned out I didn’t have to buy all those things to impress her, she was more impressed with my 2 dogs than with the food or the drinks or whatever.
As the night progressed and we started to laugh, I started small talking with her; how’s school going, what she wants to study for and why, if she liked the food, asking her every now and then if she still wanted something to drink etc etc. Just regular small talk.
I just couldn’t stop thinking about how great she looked. She had the most beautiful brown eye’s I’ve ever seen in my life. Her long dark blonde hair, her perfect looking slim body, her wonderful smile, everything about her was just so perfect, I had seriously fallen in love with her.
As it was getting later and later and as I had a few beers, I just knew I had to really watch myself to not do or say anything stupid that would alert her parents or scare her off, so I just switched back to Cola, just to be safe. Around 10.30 they left, as I was shaking their hands to say good bye, the girl looked me straight in my eyes and said thank you for the great food, I really enjoyed it! With every word that she spoke, my heart started beating faster and faster. I got so lost in her eyes, that I even forgot that we both speak English and I had to come up with something, right the f now, before it started to look weird. I just told her: any time! And I quickly let her hand go.
When they left, I immediately went to the bathroom, I didn’t even have to think about anything special, just her – standing in front of me was enough ... And that’s exactly what I thought about.
After I was done, I realized it would take a while before I could see them again as I had a 2 week holiday planned.
2 Days before I took the airplane back, I told the guy; hey, I’m coming back from holidays the day after tomorrow, how about we have a BBQ and share some stories with you? He said; sure, sounds great! I told him; bring your fam too, they must be dying with these kinds of temperatures in the apartment? He said; we have an airco, but sure, I’ll tell them to come as well.
During my 2 week vacation, I became obsessed with this girl, to a point it even scared myself a little bit. All I could think about was her, I wasn’t hungry, I didn’t eat a lot, I wasn’t thinking clearly. All I could think about was her – her on my side. Hugging, kissing, making love...
After I came back, the bbq was mainly the same as the time before, but as I was so happy to see her again, they probably must’ve noticed something – they didn’t say anything, and also after the BBQ my friendship with the guy hasn’t changed a bit, so it was probably just my mind that was making stuff up at that moment. This time she was wearing the same, but her spaghetti top wasn’t covering her belly. This time I started talking a bit more with her, starting to make a few jokes and she laughed about every joke. I thought to myself, it has been a loooong while since I felt this happy about somebody.
As the night was coming to an end and I was removing the dirty dishes from the table, her mom told her to help me carry everything to the kitchen. She asked me where she should put the dirty dishes and without having any obscene thoughts about it, I asked her kindly to put them in the dishwasher. It was only when she opened the dishwasher that I realized I’ve said the right thing.
She bended over to put the dirty dishes in and her small ass was pushing back. Man, I really felt like the happiest man on the planet and my dick got rock hard at that moment.
As she was placing everything in the dishwasher, I kept walking in and out to move everything in the sink. I could help myself, but I just had to feel what her body felt like in my hands, but I knew it was a major risk I’d take if I did so and I just knew that this might as well be the only chance that I’ll ever get. I was very hesitant, and it took me at least 3 walks out and back inside to gather all the courage. As I placed the dirty dishes in the sink, she bended over to put more dishes in the dishwasher. I grabbed her sides for half a second, and I quickly squeezed her sides. She started laughing loudly and jokingly called me a jerk. I just laughed and that half a second where I grabbed her sides, that was the best half a second of my life. Her skin was as soft and smooth as I had imagined for those 3 weeks.
As all the dishes were cleared from the table, we all sat down. I was just lost in my thoughts with her. At one point my friend even said; I think he’s getting a bit tired, just look at him falling asleep. Maybe we should better go. I apologized, but I couldn’t admit that I was tired. He just gave me the perfect escape, and I apologized for being a bit tired and I blamed the trip for exhausting me. As we said goodbye, the girl, instead of giving me a hand, grabbed my sides to tickle me back and got her revenge for what I did to her in the kitchen. With the sweetest voice I’ve ever heard she told me good bye. As she stepped out of my gate, I hated my life. I didn’t want her to leave. All I wanted was her with me and for the upcoming days there wasn’t a minute where I didn’t think about her.
During the bbq, she said she’d go on a holiday next week, and I was just desperate to see her again before she left. I just didn’t know how. It would be weird to invite them over for dinner again, so shortly after. I also knew it would just be weird if I suddenly started to talk to her on social media, like – I’m her dad’s friend.
At one point I thought I figured it out. My ex, when she left, didn’t took the perfume that my mom gave her – as it would only remind her of me. I texted my ex and asked her; hey, you sure you don’t want that bottle of perfume? Otherwise I’m just going to throw it out. She confirmed that she didn’t want to have it and that I should just throw it out.
Instead of actually throwing it out, I texted my friend’s daughter: Hey, I found some perfume here that I’m planning to throw out, if you like them, you can just have them. Whenever you’re close, just stop by and see if you want them or not.
She texted me back: Hey, that’s sweet, thanks! We only live like 10min walking away, so I’ll come by now if that’s okay for you? I read that text instantly, but in order to keep my cool, I just waited with replying for 15/20 minutes. I told her its fine, I’ll be at my place anyway. Not a minute later she texted me back: Okay, I’ll be there in 30min.
All kind of things were crossing my mind when she said that. Should I shake her hand, should I mess up her hair, should I give her a hug, should I accidentally touch her ass – I broke myself out of this dream world and said to myself: you’re just going to behave yourself! She’s 16, you have to behave, her dad will kill you and you’re just going to shake her hand when she arrives.
About 45min later, she called me: hey, I’m at your gate, can you open please?
As I opened the gate, I wanted to shake her hand, but instead she gave me a hug and said; hey, good to see you again! I didn’t expect that hug and therefor my heart was beating so extremely fast, I was afraid I’d get a heart attack.
After those 2 bbq’s, my dogs already loved her too, so before we went inside, she first played with the dogs and told me: they’re so cute, I missed them. I asked her: really? To which she said: yes, because we have an apartment, my dad won’t allow me to get a dog, I can only have a cat he said. We kept talking about her love for dogs for a bit and before I knew it, 30min. Had passed. I asked her if she wanted something to drink, but she kindly declined. She should be back home soon, as she was going out with some friends. I told her its okay, I told her to stay with the dogs and I’ll go grab the perfume for her.
As I gave it to her, she said she loves it and asked me who’s it was. I told her it was my ex, but she didn’t want it anymore. She said; oh, so on your next bbq I’ll smell like your ex? Thats not weird at all and she laughed. I told her she looked a lot better than my ex and without completing my sentence, I realized what I’ve just said ... I immediately apologized for even saying that. She started laughing a bit and said; thank you. No need to apologize. You’re cute yourself too.
Now my blood pressure was up for sure. I could feel I got this stupid, nervous smile on my face – I must’ve looked like a complete idiot at this point. She looked at me and asked me; are you ok? I told her I just felt sorry for what I’ve said as it was completely inappropriate. She looked at me and said: Since when is it a bad thing to compliment somebody? I just smiled and said; you’re right, its not. My brain just froze at this point, I didn’t know what else to say. I just sat down on my garden chair as she was saying good bye to my dogs. I knew that if I wanted her to stay, I should really say something right now – but my brain was so frozen and lost, I really couldn’t come up with something and I was just sitting in my chair, feeling stupid.
After about a min. Or 2 she told me she’d better go now, she said thank you for the perfume, gave me another hug and left. As I kept staring at her when she was walking away, I blamed myself for being an absolute idiot. I’m 33, how can I not come up with a single thing to say to get a conversation going? The perfume is gone now, so I’ll probably won’t ever have another reason again to start a conversation with her. I felt ashamed, disappointed in myself and I walked back inside. I was so disappointed in myself, from that day on I didn’t even think about her anymore as I just knew I’d had my chance and I blew it.
My friend and I kept going for a beer every now and then, his daughter was on holidays now – he and his son and wife came over for another BBQ and I just felt extremely sad that she wasn’t there. He asked me a few times if I was okay and I told him that I fell in love with a girl, but I had blown my chances – but something else would come along my path so I’ll be fine. I told them I’d just drink another beer and happy life! His wife assured me that I’ll be fine, as she gave me another beer. We still had a great night, but I just missed her presence.
As during the BBQ, they told me when she’d be landing. I was just staring at my phone screen with the chat screen open, asking myself if I should text her and ask about her holiday. I was just too scared that maybe her dad wouldn’t appreciate it. Cowardly I gave up, removed my text and closed the chat screen. GOD! I was telling myself; WHY DID I HAVE TO BLOW AN OPPORTUNITY LIKE THAT?!
I was definitely still interested in her, but instead of texting her, I texted her dad. Hey man, how’s your daughter? She came home safely from her holidays? He replied and said: yeah! Btw, the perfume you gave her, it broke apart in her suitcase, so now our entire apparent smells like your ex. Wanna come over to pull up some memories? I texted him, glad to hear she had a great time, but I’ll pass this time! No need to have a dinner at my ex 2nd apartment.
A few minutes later I received a message. When I opened my phone I saw it was his daughter. My heart started pumping faster again, but I still felt embarrassed, so I took a while before opening her text. When I opened it I saw she had sent: Hey, I’m sorry about my dad’s joke! Its totally of place, I hope you’re fine? I told her that; it’s been a while since I broke up with her, so I’m perfectly fine and as I was sending her a text already, I added: how was your vacation? Had a good time? We kept texting a bit about her vacation and it actually made me feel good again. I had hurt myself before with my own overthinking, so this time I was more careful with what I sent, but also about my own thoughts. I was blocking my own thoughts about her, as I didn’t want to feel so stupid anymore again. We kept texting for almost all night long about her vacation and how much she enjoyed it. By now it was about 11.45pm and she told me she really enjoyed having the conversation, but she’ll have to go to bed now.
A few days passed by and she texted me: hey, how are you? I told her I’m fine and asked about her. She told me that; actually, I’m feeling so good right now. I asked her what’s up. She told me that she was in a bit of a fight with her mom, but as it was raining terribly outside she couldn’t really go outside, if it was okay for her to come over to me – in order to cooldown a bit and get some peace back in her mind. I told her that would probably be a bad idea, as yes – I’m a friend of her dad, but I didn’t know them so well, I wouldn’t mind – but it would possibly get me in a fight with her dad if he figured out. I asked if she didn’t have any friends she could go to or something, as that would probably be way more appropriate for her to do.
She told me she can’t go to them. They live on the other side of the city and they’re either busy with homework, their boyfriends, or out shopping. She assured me that she wouldn’t tell her dad, obviously, and if she could please come over – as she really wanted to leave the house right now.
About 5minutes later I replied; okay, but I want you to let your dad know you’re coming over to my place. I’ll text him myself as well, and if he doesn’t know about it by the time I text him, she has to go. She told me she would and about 10 minutes later she texted me she’s on her way. Not long after that her dad texted me and said: hey, the apartment can get small sometimes. Thanks for understanding and sorry that she’s bothering you. I just made a joke out of it and told him its fine, his family is my family, but I expect the next bbq to be on him.
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