Tempting Her Best Friend's Father

by Jenika Snow

  He moved his other hand over her breast and cupped the mound. Her nipple was hard as rock and she knew he could feel it through the thin material of her nightgown. He pinched the turgid peak between his thumb and forefinger and she gasped against his mouth.

  “Does it feel good, Mona?” he murmured against her lips as he continued to pull at the sensitive tissue. She nodded because she couldn’t find her voice. “Tell me how good it feels.”

  He kissed a path across the side of her face and down her neck. She couldn’t hold her eyes open any longer, not when his mouth on her flesh felt like fire. A million different dirty things she could tell him played through her mind, but even if she would’ve had the balls to tell him she couldn’t form the words.

  The hand that cupped her pussy started moving back and forth. The friction caused a delicious burn inside of her. She was so very close to finally feeling what it would be like to get off at the hands of the man she had been lusting after for far longer than she cared to admit.

  Faster and faster he rubbed, moving the base of his hand against her clit while he pressed his fingers slightly into her. Of course he couldn’t get very far, not with her nightgown in the way, but it felt torturously good.

  Her body wasn’t her own any longer. All she could focus on was how good he made her feel. He pressed his body more firmly against hers until she felt the wall hit her back. His lips met hers once again. When she felt his hard, extremely large erection press against her belly she cried out. It was frighteningly big, but that fright had her pussy creaming and her nipples aching.

  Her body had a mind of its own. Legs braced apart and breasts thrust forward in invitation, she prayed Isaac took the hint. He took her cues and gripped the bottom of her gown, slowly inching it up. Excitement skyrocketed inside of her when she felt his smooth, masculine hands slide up her inner thigh. He was so close to her cunt that she thought for sure she’d climax right then and there. He didn’t touch her, just teased the spot where her leg and pelvis met. When his hand finally touched her pussy lips, she groaned from ecstasy.

  “You’re so fucking wet for me, Mona.” A deep, almost feral growl left him as he took his thumb and pulled one side of her labia out. The cool air didn’t ease the inferno between her legs in the slightest.

  He placed his other hand on the other side of her pussy, pulling that lip apart as well. The sound of suctioning flesh coming undone should have embarrassed her, but she was far too gone to give a shit. With her pussy lips spread apart, he expertly slid his fingers against her inner flesh. Up and down, slow and sensual, his movements were one of a man that knew what he was doing. She found herself thrusting her hips slowly at first, but as he rubbed faster, she pushed her hips against him harder.

  “Tell me you want my mouth sucking at this pussy.” It was a little strange hearing Isaac speak so erotically, but it was also a thrill.

  She didn’t respond, just nodded her agreement. Never had any man put his mouth on her down there. She was nervous, but she wouldn’t have stopped him if her life depended on it. Instead of getting on his knees right there, he removed his hands from between her legs, gripped her ass, and lifted her effortlessly. Mona instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist at the same time he started running his tongue up the side of her throat. She knew he was taking her to his bedroom, and the very thought of lying beside him on that gigantic mattress sent a thrill of uneasiness through her.

  In the next instant they were in his room and the door was shut behind them. He carried her to his bed and set her down on the plush comforter. As she looked up at him with what she knew were wide eyes, she couldn’t help but feel like a lamb before a ravenous wolf. A little voice inside of her told her this was wrong on so many levels, that this was her best friend’s father. She kicked that voice aside, because wrong as it may have been, this felt too right to ignore. Another small, nagging voice inside of her told her he’d had way too much to drink, that if he were sober none of this would be happening. Maybe he could read minds, or maybe it was the look on her face, but either way he cleared up both of her uneasy thoughts with his next words.

  “I don’t want to think about how wrong this might appear to others, because to me it feels too right.” He gripped his boxers. “I’ve held back from what I’ve really wanted since we kissed that night. It has been hell, Mona.”

  He let her gaze bounce between his face and the thin trail of hair that disappeared beneath his boxers.

  “I’m not too drunk to know what I’m doing right now, and although you are only eighteen and my daughter’s best friend, I know what I’m doing right now and I know the consequences. I want this and I know you want this too. If not, then tell me now.”

  Mona stared at him for several long seconds. She thought about the consequences he spoke of. She could quite possibly lose her best friend over this. Was that something she was really willing to do? Of course not, but there was a small selfish side of her that told her she should be able to have this, that she should be able to be with whomever she wanted. It just happened that who she wanted was technically off limits, but her heart and body didn’t see it that way.

  “And Holly?” She honestly didn’t care about Holly, but morals won out.

  “There is no Holly. When I told you I made her leave, I meant my life as well.”

  The air stilled around them. Before she could change her mind, she said the first thing that came to her. “I want this, Isaac.” When he pushed his boxers down she felt her eyes widen. The erection she felt when he was pressed up against her was nothing compared to getting an eye full of the real thing. Long and thick, his cock was a little unnerving. She wasn’t a virgin, but she didn’t have to be one to feel her inner muscles clench. Her breathing accelerated when he took several steps toward her until he was right in front of her.

  “Take the gown off, Mona.” Dominant and deep, his words had her gripping the hem of her gown and lifting it from her body. The chilled air teased her nipples and she felt them extend even further. She wore no panties or bra, so there she sat, nude and aroused as Isaac watched her like a starving man.

  Mona couldn’t keep her eyes off of his monstrous cock. The tip was bigger than the shaft and glistening with pre-cum. The idea of giving head never turned her on, but as she saw that pearl-sized drop of semen at the tip of his dick, her mouth watered.

  “Lean back and spread your thighs for me.”

  She shivered but did what he said. The comforter beneath her was silk against her flesh. When she leaned back she kept propped on her elbows, watching him, waiting to see what his next move would be. He didn’t move for several long moments, just watched her like a lion about to attack its prey. Ever so slowly Mona braced her feet on the bed and spread her thighs.

  “Wider.”

  She did as he asked until she felt her pussy lips pull apart and her cream coat her inner labia. Could he see how swollen her clit was? Did he know the effect he had on her? He moved closer to her until she felt his warm breath teasing her cunt. The air came out of her in quick pants. All she could do was watch him watch her.

  He placed his hands on her inner thighs and started running them up and down. Each time he came close to where she wanted him to touch he would slip his fingers away. Over and over he did this until she could no longer hold herself up. It was when she was flat on her back with her eyes closed and her thighs spread so wide the muscles ached, that she felt his hot, moist mouth latch onto her clit. She bit her lip to hold in the cry of ecstasy that threatened to come out.

  She didn’t need to see what he was doing to know he was running his tongue up her center before slipping it into her cunt. Her inner muscles clenched around his probing tongue, drawing it farther into her body and pushing her closer to the climax she desperately wanted. He used his fingers to spread her open wider, so wide she knew he could see every intimate part of her.

  The sound of wet suctioning filled the room and mixed with her moans and his grunts of pleasure. It was after s
everal pleasure-pain filled moments that she found she was wantonly thrusting her pussy into her face. The vibrations from his grunts went straight to her clit, and she felt it become even more engorged.

  “I’m so close.” Her words were soft and breathy and came out of her without thought. She needed this, needed to feel Isaac bring her to completion.

  Her words seemed to fuel him on. He sucked, licked, nipped, and fucked her with his mouth like it was the last thing he would ever do. When she felt her orgasm nearing, her whole body tensed. Back arched with impending pleasure, she felt him cup her breasts as he suctioned his mouth around her clit harder. With his thumb and forefinger, Isaac pinched her nipples until she felt them grow long. That was all she needed to explode.

  On and on her climax seemed to go. Never once did he remove his mouth from between her legs. It seemed the harder and longer he sucked, the more intense her climax peaked. When she couldn’t take any more of the pleasure, she gently pushed him away. Sweat coated her body and her heart thundered like a freight train. When she was finally able to peel her eyelids open, she saw Isaac hovered over her. Air left her in a gush when she felt his steel-like erection slip against her still quivering pussy.

  They stared at each other for several long moments and then he dipped his head and kissed her softly. She could taste the whiskey and herself on his lips, a combination that, although she had just had an orgasm, brought her arousal to a fever pitch once again.

  His cock felt hot against her flesh. How she ached to feel his shaft penetrate her, thrust deep inside of her until she didn’t know where he began and she ended. His hands were everywhere, stroking her breasts, caressing her inner thighs, squeezing her flesh. All she wanted to do was reach between their bodies, grab hold of his dick, and place it at the entrance of her body. As if he read her mind, he took hold of her hand and moved it between their bodies. He never stopped kissing her; in fact, he seemed more ferocious and urgent.

  With her hand so close to their genitals, she felt her wetness coat the back of her fingers. It was hot and creamy, so saturating that she knew once he was inside of her he would have no resistance.

  “Take hold of me, Mona. Take hold of me and put my cock where you ache.” He murmured against her lips and thrust gently against her hand as if to emphasize his point.

  She was nervous, so scared that her head felt foggy and if she hadn’t been lying down she knew she would’ve passed out. Her hand seemed to find his cock, and her pulse skyrocketed when she couldn’t wrap her fingers around the girth. He seemed to pulse in her grip, and when she placed him at the entrance of her pussy, it grew harder.

  “Are you ready, Mona?”

  No. But this was what she had wanted for as long as she could remember. When she removed her hand and gripped his biceps, she prepared herself for the penetration. Isaac stared down at her, mere inches from her face. Their breath mingled together as she anticipated what it would finally feel like to have him inside of her.

  Ever so slowly he started to push into her. The wide head of his cock stretched the opening of her pussy and a delicious burn traveled through her whole body. He was slow and gentle, but he was also dominating. Mona curled her nails into his flesh and brought him closer. It hurt, but the pain morphed into pleasure the deeper he tunneled inside of her. Inch after inch he pushed into her.

  “God, Mona. You’re so tight, so hot.” She could see beads of perspiration dot his forehead as a look of pure ecstasy covered his face. “This feels so good, so right.”

  It did feel so right, and although she still couldn’t wipe away the guilt that lingered in the back of her mind, she knew that she would have never been able to stop wanting him. Her need would have only grown in intensity.

  He started thrusting into her, pulling out and pushing back in. He was slow and gentle at first, but with each passing second his speed and the pounding became harder. Their breathing became hard pants. Mona moaned aloud.

  Every time he pulled out of her, her pussy would tighten around his shaft, as if trying to draw him in. The stretch and burn of his cock filling her only increased her need to have him pounding all that heavy flesh into her body.

  “Wrap your legs around my waist,” Isaac said against her cheek, his words muffled and out of breath.

  She did as he asked and loved the feel of her sweat-slicked skin rubbing against his. The act seemed to make what they were doing more intimate. He kept his hand on her waist, grounding her to the bed, to his domination. He may not have her tied up, but he was definitely dominating her. Just when she felt another orgasm rise, he flipped them until he was on his back and she was straddling his waist.

  He stared up at her, his look sleepy, yet his cock pulsing inside of her. “Ride me.”

  Mona swallowed and placed her hands on his pectoral muscles. She could feel his heart pound right beneath her palms. The one time she had been intimate with a guy had been quick and forgettable. She certainly hadn’t been on top or been given the opportunity to control the pleasure they both felt.

  Her pussy was so juicy that when she rose above his cock it slipped almost all the way off with no effort. When she pushed back down he closed his eyes and moaned. Up and down she moved, curling her nails into his chest as the pleasure morphed into something so much more intense. Despite her lack of knowledge of how to properly please a man, she took his facial expressions to mean she was doing something right.

  “Faster. Harder.” He gripped her waist tight. When Mona slid down his shaft once more, she ground her pussy on the root of his cock. They both groaned.

  The exquisite pleasure of it all was too much. Her orgasm crept up on her, threatening to rock her very existence. Isaac held onto her tighter and started lifting his hips to thrust even harder into her. Her breasts shook from the force and finally her climax peaked and she exploded on top of him. Head thrown back, hands braced on his thighs and chest thrust forward, Mona didn’t care how she looked. The pleasure was too much, so intense that it sucked the breath out of her.

  Animal-like groans came from Isaac as he thrust once, twice, and a third time into her before stilling and coming. Her pussy convulsed around his cock as he ejaculated inside of her. She couldn’t help but press her cunt on him, trying to get as much of his cock into her as possible.

  When her orgasm finally descended and she could breathe, she collapsed on his chest. They both panted heavily as their sweat-soaked bodies rubbed against each other. Nothing was said for several long moments, but it was a comfortable silence. Mona felt herself starting to drift off to sleep, but before she let darkness take over she tried to push herself up.

  Isaac had a steel-like hold around her, and if she was being honest, it felt right lying naked in his arms. His heart had been pounding something fierce, but the longer they lay together in the silent darkness, the slower the rhythm became.

  “I should go to my room.”

  He didn’t let her move for several moments, but finally he released his hold on her. She was now free to go, but she found herself staying where she was, on his chest with his softening cock buried inside of her. He wrapped his arms around her again and they stayed like that for a few more minutes. Finally she lifted off of him and got off the bed. He propped his hands behind his head and watched her. Mona admitted that she was a little self-conscious about her nudity, despite the fact they had just been intimate.

  When she was fully clothed they stared at each other in silence. What could she say? Nothing came to mind so she turned and wrapped her hand around the doorknob. Before she could open it, she felt Isaac place his hand on her shoulder and gently turn her around. Her throat instantly went dry as she gazed into his eyes. Neither one of them said anything, but they didn’t need to because the chemistry between them was tangible. A second later he dipped his head and kissed her deeply. It wasn’t a kiss that was meant to arouse her, although it certainly did that. The kiss had her heart stopping and every emotion inside of her blooming.

  His cock grew h
ard against her belly again, but he didn’t attempt to fuck her. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and brought her closer to him until it was like they were one. The kiss lasted several minutes until she finally pulled away and rested her forehead on his chest.

  “This wasn’t just sex, Mona.”

  She felt him kiss the top of her head before she turned and left his bedroom. That was what she wanted to hear, but it certainly made things a lot more complicated, even more so than having sex with her best friend’s father had just done.

  Chapter Ten

  The next morning wasn’t nearly as awkward for Mona as she initially thought it would be. That was, until Kara came into the room. Mona thought for sure her best friend could see the guilt all over her face, but thankfully Kara seemed more inclined to discuss her date last night with Marcus.

  “You came home late last night, Kara.”

  Isaac held half a newspaper in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. He sounded like a father, not the man she had slept with last night. He didn’t look at either one of them, for which Mona was both thankful and disappointed.

  “Not too late. I was home by one.”

  Isaac laid the paper on the table, but instead of looking at Kara he had his gaze trained on Mona. She could feel her face heat under his stare, but for the life of her she couldn’t tear her gaze from his.

  “I must have thought it was later than it was.” When he turned to look at Kara she was able to do the same. Kara was oblivious over what was clearly happening between her and Isaac, and for that Mona was thankful.

  He got up from the table and left the kitchen. Mona finished eating in silence as she listened to Kara discuss her very personal love life with Marcus.

  “You would not believe how wrong everyone is about Marcus. He is so sweet, Mona.”

  She didn’t remind Kara that every girl said the same thing about him in the beginning, because Kara knew, everyone knew. Mona could see that adoring look in her best friend’s eyes. Was it the same look Mona had when she looked at Isaac?