Amy walks over and looks up at me. She looks so fucking good. Her tits are practically popping out of her top and I just wanna grab them and give them a good squeeze. I wanna tear her clothes off and ravage her right here in the upstairs hallway. I wanna show her what it's like to be with a man – a real man. But, I don't. I try to get her to forget about it.
“Amy, it's late. I have to be down at the station tomorrow morning. Maybe some other time.”
She takes a step closer so our bodies are practically touching. I haven't felt nervous around a woman in a long time but Amy's got me feeling like a teenage boy about to ask a girl to the prom. I got it bad for this girl and I haven't felt like this in a long, long time. It actually feels good. Wrong, but good. Amy places a hand on my abs and slowly runs it up my chest. Her palm is cool and as soft as silk. It continues moving north, up my neck. Amy brushes her fingers against my five o'clock shadow. She looks up at me with the sexiest puppy dog face I've ever seen and starts stroking the side of my face with her fingers.
“Please, Scott,” she says in a sexier tone of voice than I've ever heard her use. “It's eating me up. I really wanna know. If you tell me what you think about me, I'll tell you what I think about you. It might surprise you.”
Oh, fuck. Now I'm curious. Not only that – I'm horny as fuck again. Amy's touching my face and it sends a chill down my spine, straight to my crotch. She's running her fingers against my stubble but all I can think about is how good they'd feel stroking my cock. I'm as hard a steel right now and Amy's virgin pussy is only inches away from my dick. I can't help myself. I know that I'm her best friend's father, but I'm also a man. And, right now, I'm a man that's incredibly turned on.
“You really wanna know what I think about you, Amy?”
“Yes, Scott. Tell me!”
“I think that you've been a wonderful friend to my daughter over the years. It's been a real pleasure watching you two grow up together. You've matured into an intelligent, beautiful young woman. And now that you are all grown up...”
“Yes?” Amy asks, taking a step closer and running her hand back down my chest, over my abs.
“I think you're one of the sexiest fucking women I've ever met in my entire fucking life. I've never wanted anyone as badly as I want you right now.”
Amy
As I hear Scott utter the words I've dreamed of hearing for years, my heart melts. It's not the only thing that starts gushing, though. My knees become weak and I feel dizzy, I'm so overcome with joy. Scott just made me the happiest girl in the world.
“Then take me right now, Scott,” I say, wrapping my arms around him and pressing my body against his. “I want you to have me. I've been wanting to give myself to you for a long time. I'm yours. I want you to make me a woman.”
I can feel Scott's massive cock pressed against my belly through his towel. It feels like it's harder and even bigger than it was when I saw it a few minutes ago. My heart is pounding and every second feels like an hour. I've dreamed of hearing Scott tell me that he wants me for years. Oh, no – I'm not dreaming, am I? No, this is real. This is really real.
“Amy, we can't do this...”
I put a finger over Scott's lips, stopping him mid-sentence. With my other hand, I grab the front of Scott's towel, loosening it and letting it drop to the ground. His cock is rock-hard, just as I thought. And, oh my god, is it big! I know I don't have much to compare it to, but I've watched plenty of porn. Between his handsome face, muscular body, and massive cock, Scott could've been a porn star. I'm glad he's not though. I wanna be his porn star.
I wrap my fingers around Scott's manhood and stroke it gently. With my finger still pressed against his lips, I feel a puff of hot air escape from in between them. My pussy is wet and ready. I've never been more ready for anything in my life.
“We can do this,” I say, removing my finger from Scott's lips. “We both want this. We're both adults. I want you to fuck me, Scott. I want you to be my first.”
He smiles and says, “I was gonna say 'We can't do this here.' I can hear my daughter snoring downstairs. I don't want her to wake up and hear us. Come on. Let's go in my bedroom.”
“Yes, sir,” I say, using my seductive voice.
Scott takes me by the hand, removing it from his cock, and leads me down the hallway to his bedroom. Of all the years I've been hanging out over here, I've never been in there. My heart is racing and I feel like I'm gonna pop right out of my skin. I'm so excited that I can barely stand it. We get to the door and Scott pushes it open. Then, he pushes me up against the side of the doorway.
“You're sure you're ready to do this?” he asks.
“Oh, I'm ready,” I answer.
“Jessica never, ever finds out,” Scott says.
“Never, ever, ever,” I say.
“We do this, get it out of our systems, and never talk about it again.”
“Not a word.”
There's a brief pause – maybe a second long – and then Scott pins me against the door frame and leans in to kiss me. I can't believe this is happening! Our lips meet and we start kissing in his bedroom doorway. I can feel the stubble surrounding his soft lips. Every cell in my body is on fire and I feel like I'm floating. I honestly can't remember the last time I was this happy.
We stand in the doorway kissing for what feels like several minutes. Scott’s big, strong hands explore my body as our lips dance together. First, they discover my breasts. He squeezes them firmly and it sends a chill down my spine. From there, Scott's hands work their way down my sides and around my back. They find my butt and grab ahold of it. His manly hands feel wonderful all over me. I just want Scott to touch me everywhere.
Each kiss gets a little wetter – a little more passionate. I wrap my arms around his muscular body and hold him the way I've always dreamed of. Suddenly, I'm swept off my feet – literally. Scott grabs the top of my legs, just under my butt, and lifts me up. I wrap my arms around his neck for support. With me held safely in his arms, Scott turns to his bed, steps out of the doorway, and kicks the door shut behind us. He walks us over to the bed, lips locked the entire time.
“You're so fucking sexy,” he whispers in my ear, then gently lowers me to the bed.
“I could say the same thing about you,” I say.
I have to admit: I'm as nervous as I am excited. Even though I'm the one that initiated things, Scott's the one that has to take the reigns from here. He's done this before – I haven't. I've watched plenty of porn and talked to Jessica and other friends about sex, but this is the real thing. I don't know exactly what to expect, which both thrills and terrifies me.
“Have you ever had a guy finger you or go down on you?” Scott asks.
“Not really, no,” I say. “I let a guy try to finger me once a couple years ago but I made him stop because he didn't know what he was doing. He was just kinda poking around down there. So, no, I've never been eaten out or fingered – not properly, anyway.”
“Then you're in for a real treat. Just lay back and enjoy what I'm about to do.”
“Yes, sir.”
Scott runs his hands all the way up my legs, starting at my feet. I'm thankful that I shaved earlier in the day. My legs – and everywhere else – should be nice and smooth for Scott. His powerful hands feel wonderful running up my legs. They get to my shorts and grab them and my underwear. Slowly, Scott pulls them off, tossing them on the floor.
It's dark in Scott's bedroom. Not pitch black, but dark. I can still see around a little bit, though. His room is exactly as I'd imagine a single father's room. It's not super messy, but there are a couple piles of clothes on the floor. And there's one more, now that Scott's taking my clothes off. The top of his dresser is organized and I realize that the bed I'm laying on is made. It must be all those years in the military that taught Scott to keep his stuff clean and organized.
I look down and see Scott getting between my legs. I'm naked from the waist down and, suddenly, I feel
a bit exposed. I know that I have nothing to be embarrassed about but, still, I am. What if I'm not as fresh as I think I am down there? What if something else is wrong? What if...
“Mmm,” I moan, unable to control myself.
Scott drags his tongue up the inside of one of my thighs, then licks my pussy from the bottom to the top. When he gets to the top, Scott tickles my clit with the tip of his tongue. It feels incredible and makes me forget about any anxiety I was having.
“You taste absolutely delicious!” he says, looking up at me.
I guess I don't have to worry about not being fresh down there. The look on Scott's face tells me that he's being genuine. I've known him for a long time and can tell when he's happy and when he's just pretending to be. Scott's tongue returns to the top of my pussy and it playfully resumes licking my clit. It feels wonderful and sends a chill shooting up my spine. I close my eyes and focus on how good Scott's tongue feels.
I've spent a lot of time alone in my room, playing with myself over the past few years. Just because I've never fucked anyone else doesn't mean I haven't had some fun with myself. Of all the different things I've tried on myself, nothing's felt nearly as good as what Scott's doing to me. His tongue caresses my pussy lips from the top to the bottom. My vagina is starting to get wet – like, really wet. Scott's tongue circles my opening and then he plunges it inside me as far as it'll go.
“Ahhh,” I moan.
He plunges his tongue in and out of me and it feels like nothing I've ever experienced before. All I can think about is how badly I want his cock inside me. Everything he's doing is driving me wild and I wanna scream, it feels so good. I still can't believe this is actually happening. Every time I think about it, I get a chill down my spine.
“How's that feel?” Scott asks, looking up at me.
“It all feels incredible,” I reply.
“Good,” he says, running a finger up and down my slit. “Your pussy tastes so fucking good, I could eat you out all night. But, there are so many other things I wanna do to you.”
Before I can reply, Scott takes the finger he was running up and down my pussy lips and slowly slides it inside me. Without even thinking about it, I let out a long, soft moan. It's the first time I've had a finger – other than mine, of course – in there. As good as it feels when I finger myself, Scott's finger feels even better. He slowly and gently starts sliding his thick finger in and out of my vagina. It feels wonderful.
His tongue, while he's fingering me, returns to my pussy and Scott starts using it to massage my clit. I reach behind me and grab one of Scott's pillows to put behind my head. That way, I can prop my head up a little bit so I can watch the action and be comfortable at the same time. Watching Scott lick and finger me is so fucking hot, I can barely stand it. My entire body is on fire. Seeing the man of my dreams between my legs, pleasuring me, is driving me absolutely wild. All of this is. I'm in heaven right now and I never want it to end.
Scott stops what he's doing for a second, looks up and says, “You like that? You like it when I finger you and use my tongue to play with your clit?”
“I fucking love it, Scott!” I say. “You're driving me wild.”
“Open,” he says, holding two fingers up to my mouth.
Of course, I do what he says. Right now, Scott could tell me to do just about anything and I'd do it. I open my mouth and he sticks two fingers all the way in. They're so long that the tips touch the back of my throat. I can taste my pussy juice on one of them. For some reason, it really turns me on. I wrap my lips around Scott's fingers. He slowly pulls them out, dragging them against my tongue.
“That's so fucking hot,” Scott says. “I would love to feel those soft lips wrapped around my cock.”
“If you want me to suck your...”
Again, I'm unable to finish my sentence. Scott takes the two wet fingers and sticks them inside me. It actually feels a bit uncomfortable, but in a really good way. It's hard to explain. His fingers are stretching me out, but it feels wonderful at the same time. I can't help myself from moaning again. Scott slides both fingers all the way in, penetrating me deeply. Not only are his fingers wider than mine, but they're also a lot longer. I can feel them deeper in my pussy than my fingers have ever been. Like everything else, it feels weird, but good weird. Great weird, actually.
“I'm not done playing with your pussy yet,” Scott says. “But, I'd love to feel your lips on my cock. Have you ever given a blowjob before?”
“No,” I say, a bit embarrassed. “Not on a person, anyway.”
Scott gives me a strange look and says, “On what, then? Don't tell me sucked a dog's dick or something like that!”
I laugh and answer, “No! Of course not! That's fuckin' gross! It's embarrassing, but I've practiced with fruit – a lot, actually. I love watching blowjob porn and trying some of the things that I've seen.”
“Damn, now I really can't wait to get my dick in your mouth!”
Scott's lips returns to my pussy. He resumes licking my clit, but now he's applying more pressure. I gotta say, I love getting oral. This feels freaking awesome. Scott, while licking my clit, starts fingering me again, this time with two fingers. He starts slow, but soon gets a little faster. Every cell in my body feels like it's vibrating. I can't recall ever feeling this good before. I masturbate all the time, but I've never felt the way I do right now.
I really wanna run my hands through Scott's hair. Should I? Right now, I feel both super relaxed, yet still a bit shy. I mean, this is Scott. I've been crushing on him for years – hard. I always wanna say and do the right thing around him. Would he mind if I ran my fingers through his hair while he's fingering me and licking my clit? I don't wanna ask him because I don't want his mouth to leave my pussy.
Fuck it. As he's licking my pussy, I run my fingers through Scott's thick, black hair. He's lucky for a guy his age. Scott still has a full head of gorgeous hair. I'm the really lucky one, though, because I get to run my fingers through it. I don't know why, but touching Scott's hair while he's tonguing my clit turns me on even more – like, a lot more.
Scott's fingers are getting faster and faster. His tongue is, too, applying more pressure. The man knows what he's doing, for sure. And what he's doing is driving me straight into my first non-self-induced orgasm. My whole body is getting tense and I realize that my toes are curled. A wave of warmth ripples through my body and I feel like I'm gonna explode.
“Yes!” I whisper. “Yes, yessss, yessssss!”
My body erupts in a whirlwind of orgasmic bliss. All of my tension is released in an instant and I feel like I'm floating on a cloud. Scott's fingers aggressively plunge in and out of my pussy – faster, deeper, and harder than anything I've ever experienced. Between the deep vaginal penetration and the clitoral stimulation, my senses are overwhelmed with pleasure. Scott maintains his intensity, keeping my orgasm going for what feels like an eternity. I've never felt anything this good in my entire life and I never want it to end.
Like all good things, though, it has to end sometime. Scott's fingers and tongue slow as my orgasm winds down. I'm amazed at how good he is at... well, all of it. Everything he did to me, beginning to end, was perfect. He's even better in real life than he is in my fantasies. Scott's so fucking sexy. I can't wait to suck his dick. I wanna make him feel as good as he made me feel. Hopefully all the practice I've done pays off.
My orgasm comes to a close and Scott slowly pulls his fingers out of me. He drags them under his nose, inhaling deeply. Then, he runs them up my belly, over my bikini-covered breasts, and lightly against my face. Scott lays on top of me and, without saying a word, starts kissing me, wildly. We lay there for a minute or two, doing nothing but kissing. I can taste my pussy on his lips and it's a huge turn on. I wonder if it turns him on, too?
Scott
There's something so fucking hot about kissing a girl after eating her pussy. And when that girl is your daughter's sexy friend from next door, it's even
hotter. As we're making out, I press my rock-hard cock up against Amy's belly. I can't wait to fuck her. Amy's pussy is so fucking tight that, if I stuck it in right now, I'd probably bust a nut in no time.
“I want your cock in my mouth,” Amy says.
Her words send a chill down my spine, straight to my dick. The thought of having Amy's virgin lips wrapped around my cock drives me wild. I give her one last kiss on the lips, then assault her neck with my tongue for a moment. After I'm done passionately kissing Amy's neck, I kiss her ear and give it a playful little lick.
Whispering in her ear, I say, “I want you to pleasure me with nothing but your mouth and your hands.”
Whispering in my ear, Amy replies, “That's too bad. I was also gonna wrap these big titties around your cock and slide them up and down on it. But if you only want me to use my mouth and hands...”
“You're so fucking sexy,” I say. “Use whatever the fuck you want. Just touch my cock. It's begging for your attention.”
I roll over onto my back, laying down. I'm so fucking turned on right now that I feel like I'm gonna explode. And I just busted a nut in the shower not too long ago. I've got it bad for this girl and I can't wait to feel her touch my dick. Mouth, hands, tits – whatever. I just want Amy to touch it.
She gets between my legs and I spread them wide, giving her easy access to my manhood. I can tell that Amy's a little nervous and it's cute. What she said about practicing on fruit has me very curious to see what she can do. It's been a long time since I've gotten a blowjob. I'm sure it's gonna feel amazing no matter what. The only question is how amazing.
Amy puts her hands on my knees and gently runs both of them up my legs. Her fingers tickle my inner things and it sends a tingle radiating throughout my entire body. Finally, they arrive at my cock. Amy wraps her fingers around the shaft and I can't help myself from letting out a long, soft moan.
“Mmmmmm,” I whisper.
Her fingers are cool and feel wonderful on my cock. I'm as hard as a rock and I can see all ten of her little fingers wrapped around the shaft. She lightly starts stroking it with both hands and it makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I watch her manicured fingers slide up and down my manhood and it drives me wild.
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