6 o’clock finally rolled around after waiting for what felt like an eternity. She fast walked to his office building, completely empty-minded, other than thoughts of him. When she realized how fast she’d reached his building, it was clear: She was addicted. It was no longer a matter of want, it was a matter of need.
She approached his door, while her left hand slipped inside her leggings. Couldn’t help herself. A knock rang out.
“Hello?” His voice was as tantalizing as ever.
“It’s Madison.” She said, with a semi-innocent tone. But there was nothing innocent about her desire.
“Come in.” When she entered, he was already prepared for her. The room was hot, dark, and there he was—already half undressed, sitting patiently on top of his desk. “What took you so long?”
She could see him growing hard already. “I’m back for my next lesson.” She said, as her skirt fell to the floor.
His mouth fell open—salivating for her. “Should we stick with the same requirements as before?”
She walked up to him slowly, and grabbed him through his briefs. “Yes sir.”
“Good girl.”
“But this time, I want to do the work all by myself.”
The End
Daddy’s Best Friend Too Big To Fit
Explicit Forbidden Sex Story
Untouched Fertile Brats
ABBEY PERRY
Table of Content
DADDY’S BEST FRIEND TOO BIG TO FIT Explicit Forbidden Sex Story
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
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Bethany loaded the last of her things into the back of the SUV. She was heading back to college with a lot more than she had come home with but the last thing she wanted was to leave any of her new clothes or Christmas gifts behind. She didn’t know when she would be back at her parents’ home again and all of her gifts had been so nice. She wanted to show her friends at college what she had received and some of her gifts had been purchased so that her college life would be much easier.
“Did you actually leave any of your things at home or are they all packed and coming with you,” her daddy’s best friend, Allen asked as he stared at her collection of boxes and bags.
Allen was a doctor on his vacation, he lived in the same neighborhood with Bethany and had promised his best friend that he would keep an eye on his house, wife and daughter for him until he returned from. Bethany’s dad was away on a research trip in India. He was due to return last week but a lot of things were running behind schedule and as such his stay had to extended for an additional two weeks. Allen had always been pretty handy around Bethany’s house anyway, he is good with hands and enjoys doing manly chores. Bethany eyed is scruffy beard around his perfectly chiseled jaw as he spoke.
“I thought that you’d brought a lot home with you but that’s nothing compared to this lot. Will you have enough space in your apartment for all of this?”
Bethany realized at that point that Allen was teasing her when he flashed her that panty-wetting killer smile.
She chuckled at her daddy’s best friend admiring the dash of silver hair at his sideburns. She knew he was just joking around with her. Though Allen was more than twice the age of Beth she really enjoyed the friendship that she had with him. She knew some of her other friends didn’t get along with older men but she and Allen had always had a very good relationship.
Bethany heard her mother calling them from the front entrance of the house. She was standing in the open doorway and she looked concerned. Allen and Bethany finished checking that the car was fully packed and then they walked back over to the front door. Bethany assumed that her mother just wanted to say goodbye before they left to take her back to college but that wasn’t exactly the case. Bethany’s mother pulled Allen inside and showed him the screen of her cell phone. As usual, it was open to the weather site that listed storms and road conditions. Bethany’s mother pursed her lips then bit on her bottom lip.
“Are you sure you should be leaving today?”
Her big puppy eyes casted a stare up at Allen. Allen was 6ft 2” while Bethany’s mother was a mere 5’2”. Bethany also took the small-bodied stature of her mom, she was of an exacting height as her, 5’2”. Their only differences were Bethany had smaller breasts, slimmer thighs and a narrower waist so she weighed less. She was also a lot more agile and flexible from not only being younger but being a part of the college’s cheerleading squad.
“Could you wait until tomorrow to go back?” Bethany’s mother brows were furrowed with worry, “It looks like there is going to be a huge snowstorm and the report says roads are already starting to get bad in some areas. I’m scared that you’ll get into an accident.” Allen smiled at her looking unconcerned.
“Please stay another day and just take Bethany back tomorrow?”
The worry in her eyes was genuine. Allen hugged her providing her some comfort. He was used to her being frightened about driving in bad weather since her sister had met in a nasty accident due to it.
“Hey, I know you’re worried but no need to. I have a vehicle that is very good in the snow and I have new winter tires.”
“Yes, but what if—”
Allen interjected, “Remember Bethany’s classes start tomorrow and she shouldn’t miss the first day of the new term. I promise that I will drive slowly and carefully. If I have to, I will just stay over and head back in the morning. I don’t want her to get back to school late.”
Bethany’s mom’s face relax only a little with worry more obvious than her comfort.
“I promise that we’ll check in on the way home and let you know how everything is going.” Allen hugged her again and then turned to Bethany.
“Give your mom a hug and then we’ll get out of here before the storm gets any worse.”
He headed off to the car while Bethany said goodbye to her mother. Then, a few minutes later, they were on the road and heading back to Bethany’s college.
CHAPTER 2
It was a fairly long drive and some of the way was through some high hills. The storm had started to set in and before long it was really snowing heavily. His windscreen was misty and once the storm really set in his wipers weren’t very effective to the heavy snow fall.
Allen was a good driver and his SUV was very dependable but it was still managing to struggle and flounder a little in the deep, powdery snow. Allen was careful to take the drive as slowly as possible but it was clear that if the snow continued to fall the way it was that there would be no chance of him driving home that evening. In fact, if it got worse there was a good chance that they would have to find a place to hole up for the night.
Bethany tried talking to Allen.
“At this pace, I guess we’ll reach college by about March.” She giggled to herself but Allen didn’t respond, his eyes and focus was just to see through his windscreen. Bethany tried looking at his speedometer to see how slow he was actually going. His broad shoulders were shielding her line of sight from every angle.
“How slow are you driving?” she asked still trying to strike up a convo with Allen but it was clear that he was laser-focused on the road so she ended up just plugging her headphones into her iPod.
Bethany’s head flashed up out of her iPod when her body jerked sharply as Allen swung out of something on the road. She was caught off guard and yelled out, “What was that?!”
Allen still didn’t speak, he shimmied his back in his seat, craned his neck closer to the windscreen, curled his fingers tighter around the steering wheel and kept his eyes glued to the road. He gave her a simple nod side to side and Bethany didn’t know what to quite make of his response.
She dived back into her iPod, cranked up the music and closed her eyes. She hated being on the road when conditions were this bad and so she tried to focus on anything other than the fact that there was a blizzard raging around the car. She also didn't want to do anything that would distract Allen. She k
new how terrible she would feel if she made him pay attention to something else and they ended up getting in an accident because of it.
As they continued along the road, Bethany felt Allen slowing down until they were moving along at little more than a crawl.
Then, suddenly, even that was no longer happening. The car came to a complete stop and Bethany opened her eyes.
Her daddy’s best friend was staring out through the front windshield with the same worried look on his face that her mother was wearing earlier.
Bethany saw flashing lights on the road ahead of them. It looked like police officers and tow trucks were lining the shoulders of the road, facing in both directions. There was also a long string of cars stopped ahead of Allen and Bethany. Allen sighed and ran his thick fingers through his auburn sandy hair. He turned to look at Bethany.
“It looks like the road is closed.” He looked defeated, “It doesn’t seem like we are going to be able to get much further tonight. Let’s see what the police have to say to us. Maybe there is a motel that we can hole up in for the night.”
Allen defeated look seemed to have grown into one of more annoyance. He slapped a hand on the back of his neck grabbing at a stiffened muscle there. Bethany could tell how tired he was after trying to drive through the bad weather. She nodded, not wanting to let on how annoyed she was that she wouldn’t be getting home that night.
Sure enough, the police approached their car in large fleeced coats after a few minutes and let them know that yes, the road was closed and that there was a motel at the next exit that they could stay in for the evening. After they were given permission to drive on, a deflated Allen slowly popped the car into gear and headed for the exit. It felt like hours but eventually the car pulled into the parking lot of a shabby motel. Before much longer, Allen and Bethany were opening the door to their room and walking inside.
CHAPTER 3
It wasn’t a fancy room and there was only one bed but it looked clean and tidy. Allen had tried to get a room with two beds but they had all been taken already and all of the cots were also spoken for as well, due to the road being closed. It was a cheap motel and Allen had hoped that there would at least be a chair or couch that one of them could stretch out in but it looked like the only piece of comfortable furniture was the bed.
As he looked around the room and tried to figure out the sleeping arrangements, he felt his stomach grumbling. He looked at his best friend’s daughter sweet face, it wasn’t looking so sweet now. She looked equally as hungry and tired as he did.
“Do you want me to go and see what they have at the motel gift shop,” Allen asked Bethany.
She nodded tiredly and he headed out into the snow. There wasn’t much to choose from. He grabbed a few bags of chips and a six pack of beer and headed back to the room after paying for them. When he got back, he unlocked the door to the room and headed inside without knocking. Allen was shocked to see Bethany undressing her young body.
Her back was to the doorway and he had opened the door quietly so she didn't know he had come in. Her pants and underwear were off, legs long slim and naked. She was peeling off her pink oversized sweater off her torso, both hands bent at the elbow in the air as she was pulling her sweater over her head. Her skin was radiant and soft looking. His eyes roved over her naked back down to the two cute deep-sinking dimples at the small of her lower back.
Allen felt a hot rush in his loin and his cock thickening solid as he looked at the gentle curve of her beguiling hips, her tight, high ass cheeks and the gentle cupping curves under both rosy cheeks.
He involuntarily bit on his lower lip, her tempting ass cheeks looked perfect for his large hands to spread them wide apart, let his eyes darkly delight about ravishing her tight little puckering rose-bud before burying his face and having a feast at her hole. He fought hell and high to quiet the rage within his cock and his dark, carnal desires, but his mind and will was no match for the unbridled rage and desperate need that stirred deep within him.
He noticed the perceptible gap between her thighs, able to see portions of the bed through the space between them as well as the small mat of light auburn hair laying asleep between her thighs. He had never seen hair looking as alluring as it did on her. Her thin strands of hair looking as soft as a new-born kitten’s fur, easily matted flat with the least of moisture from your mouth or just with your soft wet tongue or just from the slightest of drizzle her pussy made.
He prayed to God that she didn’t bend over and her lovely pink lips expose gloriously to him from behind, he wasn’t sure he would be able to control his dark need. He imagined how warm inside her young cunt must be and grabbed hold of his cock through his trousers, his large hands tugging hard at it.
He saw a peep of her side boobs slightly bounced as she straightened her arms and continued to haul her sweater over her head. The side of her boob was paler than the rest of her skin and looked so pure with a single beauty spot close to the underside of it. His cock twitched so hard in his trousers it hurt. He knew that she had been taking yoga and had been working out while she was at college and he liked how it was making her body look toned, fit and flexible.
Allen backed out of the room and then quietly closed the door. He waited outside a few thinking about her age and how much older than her he was. Was it right to desire his best friend’s daughter? She looked so pure and unbroken. He knew his cock was a lot bigger than the average. Would she even be able to take it? Did she like him? An older man? Twice her age? What would his best friend think of him if ever he were to cross the line with his innocent daughter?
He knocked and waited for his best friend’s daughter to tell him he could come in before re-entering the room. When he did, he could see that she was once again fully dressed. Although she was in her pajamas the top was thin enough that he could see the shadow of her nipples through the material. He was pleasantly surprised by how pointy her nipples were as they stabbed into her loose top.
Allen crossed the room and put the beer and snacks down on the TV stand, the only part of the room that had any kind of a flat surface. Bethany raised an eyebrow at Allen’s purchases and he grinned at her.
“I know it's not fine dining but this was all they had. Do you want a beer? I won't tell your mother if you have one or two. Lord knows I can't finish them all myself anymore.”
Bethany hesitated and then nodded and Allen tossed her a beer and one of the bags of chips. Both Allen and Bethany settled in on the bed to have their dinner.
CHAPTER 4
Allen noticed that Bethany was drinking her beer very quickly. Before long, Bethany had finished her first beer and Allen handed her another. She finished that one just as quickly. Allen kept looking over at her. Before long, Bethany started sounding a little drunk. Allen knew that Bethany wasn’t much of a drinker and since she didn’t have much food in her stomach that it was beginning to hit her hard. They had both ended up sitting side by side on the bed while they watched television and before long Bethany was leaning up against him babbling happily about her friends and the things that she was working on in her classes.
“Allen, the one thing I hate is that none of the guys seem to want to have anything to do with me. I don’t understand why. I mean, am I not pretty enough? Is it because I’ve never done anything with a guy at all?”
Allen was caught off-guard and all he could do was listen.
“I heard that guys don’t like virgins once they reach a certain age. Is that true?”
Bethany snuggled up against him, clearly waiting for an answer. Allen tried to stall a bit but he was at a bit of a loss for words.
“You haven’t had any luck meeting guys at school? Not at any parties or anything? What about when you were in high school. Surely you must have had a boyfriend back then, right?”
Bethany shook her head.
“No, nothing. I’m just so awkward when I try to do anything with them. Maybe it’d be too weird to ask this but can you help me? I feel safe with you and I t
rust you.”
Allen gulped silently, dumbstruck. What did she mean by all of this?
“Please, Allen, I want to know what to do with guys and I need you to help me.”
Allen was just about to get up and move away from Bethany, but before he had a chance she had climbed into his lap and was pressing her lips against his. Allen felt his cock stirring again as he felt her tongue gently probing his mouth. For a girl with no experience she was pretty good at kissing.
He began to kiss her back and before long, he was pulling off her pajama top. Her breasts sprang free and he could see how hard her nipples were. He stroked the skin on her back while clutching Bethany against him tightly. Her body was warm and soft and he loved the way her skin smelled. Her long brown hair brushed against his arms and made his cock even harder.
He shifted Bethany again so that she was kneeling with her legs straddling his. He could feel the heat from her cunt radiating through her pajama pants and before long Allen was flexing his hips so that his cock rubbed against her crotch.
“Oh Allen, I need you. My cunt is so tingly. I need to feel you inside me. You’re making me feel so good.”
Her words were the most arousing tune he had ever heard.
“Please fuck me?”
When Allen nodded, Bethany moved off him and stripped off her pants. She was naked and it wasn’t long before Allen was as well. His thick cock sprang up hard and throbbing and Bethany stared at it wide-eyed. She reached out her hand and wrapped her slim fingers around the girth of his cock, stroking his shaft slowly and gently. Rubbing her hand along the length of the shaft; all the way up to the head. Pulled back the skin and looked at the peeled swollen cock. At its enormity, the veins and the shiny head. Something small in her pussy clinched tightly inward. It grabbed then released. She felt her juices moistening her pink flesh. She paused, wondered what it would feel like. Not in her hands, inside her. In her virgin pussy. Fucking her. Fucking her good. Fucking her sweet. A good hot big cock fucking. Maybe she could at least fit some of it inside her, she thought, and then gradually teach her pussy how to take it all. She stroked it up again in her hand, mouth salivating. The skin of his cook silky smooth in her hand. She stroked again, very slowly, just dump-struck at its hefty weight.
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