I slept with my friend's dad...again. | 2016

part 1 here After the first time Michael and I hooked up I found myself completely besotted by him. I knew it was stupid to, considering the circumstances, but I couldn’t help my mind wandering to him and that amazing cock of his just about every ten minutes since I first saw it. I pretty much lost all interest in the guys who i had been talking to before all this and would just count down the days until I’d see Michael again. When he txted me a few days later saying he felt the same we both knew we had to meet again. The day after my final exam he picked me up in his beautiful Audi and we headed to his place near the beach about an hour away. As I said, the car was beautiful, but it had these heated seats... The whole drive we were all over each other and almost giddy with excitement, and I had a sundress on which he promptly put his hand up. He kept pushing harder on the outside of my panties and I would squirm nervously, mainly because I don’t even have my license and am terrified of the possibility of dying in a German engineered fireball. He found this hilarious and proceeded to speed down the highway and turn the heat right up on my seat until the combination of his hand and the heat had my panties totally soaked.

We pulled over at a gas station and got a few curious glances, probably trying to figure out if I was his daughter or not, he pointed out how ridiculously cliché he looked with a 20-something blonde in his car and said it was awesome. I think he just likes an excuse to be stupid and horny to be honest. As we pulled out of the station I pulled my panties off under my dress, and he grabbed them and put them in his pocket, never taking his eyes off the road. As soon as we got to his place, pulled into his garage and the door went down behind us, he pulled the key out of the ignition with one hand and grabbed my outer leg with the other, spreading them and pulling me towards him with that electric smile. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me on top of him, frantically trying to undo his belt and pants. I could feel his stiff bulge beneath me and as soon as i started to guide his head inside me I remembered what I had gotten myself into again. He was so thick and he could see I was struggling to relax and accommodate him. He ran his hands over my throat and began sucking down my neck, pulling my dress every angle until he finally said “raise your arms”, I did, and he slid my dress up over my head. He was kissing and grabbing me so hard I had bruises the next day, every second of it was unbearably intense. As he was sucking my nipple I was just beginning to lose myself and let go when I let out the slightest whimper. He let out an angry grunt and just grabbed my hips and pulled himself into me. I was so shocked I screamed and I could feel my pussy spasm trying to adjust to him, and even though I knew what he was like when he fucked, I was still surprised by his force. Every time he would thrust harder than the last I would instinctively grip him and yelp, he would look me dead in the eyes and he could see I was overwhelmed but he didn’t care. I think the look he gets in his eyes will always stick with me, he was so certain of what he wanted and he would make me want it too. It’s after that look that I just give in to it and let him have his way. He had made me cum literally before we got out of the car, so I knew we were going to have a good weekend together.

It was already about 11pm by the time we arrived so we decided to just go for a swim and have some drinks. I threw my dress on and he lead me out to the pool which overlooked the beach, it was completely pitch black except the teal glow of pool lights. I went in to make us some drinks, only whiskey everywhere, so I get whiskey. When I walked out to the pool he was swimming towards me under the water and surfaced in the middle of the pool. He told me to stop where I was and put the drinks down and “take it off”. I just smiled, there was no point trying to argue or be nervous, so I just slid a strap off my shoulder and my dress dropped to the ground. As I walked towards to pool to get in he told me to stop and said he wanted to watch me. It’s not the first time he’s done this, but it still seemed to make me feel insecure and shy. Like usual, he never fails to make me feel comfortable because he tells me exactly what he wants. “Pull your hair up” “pinch your nipples” “touch your pussy” “show me that ass” I did whatever he said on the edge of the pool as he watched from the depths. He swam up to me and started to kiss my feet and I playfully pushed his head away with my foot and dove in over him. As soon as I surfaced from my dive I felt him push up behind me and he pinned me against the pool wall and within seconds he was inside me. Feeling him from behind was incredible, It’s always been my favourite position but with his added height and size it was unbelievable. Unfortunately, if you’ve ever had sex in a pool you’ll know that the aspect of water soon becomes an annoyance. We got really drunk and had breath holding competitions until about 3am and then went back up to his bedroom.

After a quick shower I went and laid out naked on the bed waiting for him to get back with more drinks. I was sat cross legged on the bed and putting my hair up into a ponytail when he turned the corner and smirked, “good girl”. God it drives me crazy when he says that. He beelined towards me and I turned over and got on all fours. All day we had somehow found ourselves in awkward places for sex and finally it was perfect. He grabbed my hips and shoved himself inside me, pulling me by my hair and neck closer towards him each time. His dick was warm and curved slightly so it rubbed against my gspot perfectly and by this point I was so wet every part of it felt incredible. He reached around and stuck his finger in my mouth and I sucked it as hard as I could. He pushed it back and forth into my mouth and then pulled it out and begun to press it against my asshole. I was so close to cuming already that by this point just the pressure of his finger against my ass coupled with his constant thrusting was enough to push me over the edge. As I came and felt my pussy contract around his cock he pushed his finger completely inside my ass as I let out a pathetic cry. I’d never really had anything in my ass before but I guess because I was so turned on at this point it just felt amazing. I had another incredible orgasm and was starting to almost feel in pain again, with those hot lighting bolts you get up and down your limbs and my pussy was feeling numb. He pulled his cock out of me and pushed my face down into the pillow and I arched my back as he ran his hands down my spine and began to squeeze my ass. I heard him spit, and I felt his saliva slide down my asshole and into my pussy. I felt that pressure against my ass again and at first I thought it was his finger but I quickly realised by the size and warmth that it was his cock. I immediately tensed up, turned around to look at him and kinda grabbed him so he knew how hesitant I was. He didn't seem that concerned and reached around to play with my clit, rubbing up and down and inserting his fingers into my aching pussy. As I felt the intensity building I could feel myself start to buck slightly and it was almost impossible to control. The second I inhaled, right before I was about to cum he pushed himself inside my ass, muttering under his breath as always, usually a combination of Italian and English. I came so hard I just collapsed into the bed and he was starting to groan just from the intensity of my orgasm. He said he could feel it from inside me. He started slowly inching himself further into my ass, but we both knew it would be a challenge. He was patient and kept rubbing my clit and my back until I finally relaxed enough where he was almost completely inside of me, always asking if I was okay and encouraging me. Every time he began to thrust it was so intense I could barely stop quivering, but as he started to push his fingers in my pussy I could feel another wave building. I had my face buried in the pillows and I had to bite down on one just to try and keep myself controlled. He was building a pace and just as I began to get a hold of myself he violently pulled me up from under my hips and thrusted so hard into me we both let out a cry at the same time. I could feel him cum but he kept thrusting and fingering my pussy until I had completely ridden out my orgasm. I’d never done this before but embarrassingly enough I cried through my orgasm, not hysterically but there was definitely a couple of tears. He said it was beautiful and licked them off my cheeks. I laid in his arms while he played with my hair and traced his fingers all over my body until I fell asleep. We spent the next few days drinking whiskey on the beach and at night we’d smoke up and listen to Massive Attack. Then he’d cook and we’d watch early James Bond movies in bed because I “needed to be educated”. So now I’m basically just trying not to fall in love with him :) :(