Fucked my bestfriend's Dad

My bestfriend is 20, we’ve been close since freshman year. Her dad is 46. I’ve seen him a hundred times at dropoffs and pickups. Always thought he was hot for an older guy. Gray in his stubble. Broad shoulders. Hands that look like they actually work. But I never thought anything would happen. Obviously.

Friday night I crashed at their place after we went out. She drank too much and passed out in her room around midnight. I was still wired so I went to the kitchen for water.

He was there. Sitting at the island in just sweatpants. No shirt. Drinking whiskey. Clock on the microwave said 1:47am.

Couldn’t help but look at his chest. His arms. He caught me looking and just smiled. “Can’t sleep either?”

I said no. Got my water. Should’ve gone back to the guest room. Didn’t.

Sat down across from him. We talked for like twenty minutes. Normal stuff at first. Then he asked if I had a boyfriend. I said no. He said “surprising. Guys your age are stupid though.”

I said “what about guys your age?”

He looked at me for a long time. Set his glass down. “We’re not all stupid. Just married. Or divorced.” He laughed but it wasn’t funny.

I don’t know what happened in my head but I heard myself say “you ever think about being with someone younger?”

Dead silence.

He stood up. Walked to the sink. I thought I fucked up and he was gonna send me to bed. Instead he turned around and said “you need to go to sleep.”

I stood up too. Walked toward the hallway. Passed right by him. Stopped.

Looked up at him. “Make me.”

His hand grabbed my wrist. Not hard. Same as in the kitchen but different. Pulled

me closer. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

“I’m 19. I know exactly what I’m asking for.”

He kissed me. God. He kissed me like he hadn’t kissed anyone in years. One hand on my neck the other on my hip pulling me into him. I felt how hard he was through those sweats. Not even close to subtle.

I reached down and grabbed it. Thick. So fucking thick. He groaned into my mouth and that sound went straight between my legs.

He walked me backward down the hall. Past the guest room. Past the bathroom. Stopped right outside her door. My bestfriend. Asleep. Probably dreaming about nothing.

He pinned me against the door. His mouth on my neck. Biting. Sucking. I had to cover my mouth so I didn’t moan too loud. He pulled my shirt off. My shorts. My panties. All of its on the floor and I’m naked against her door while he’s still in sweats.

He dropped to his knees. Grabbed my thighs and threw one leg over his shoulder. I almost fell but the door held me up. Then his mouth was on me. Oh fuck. His tongue. He knew exactly what he was doing. Circles then flicks then sucking on my clit while he pushed two fingers inside me. I bit my own arm so hard I left marks.

I came right there against her door. First time a man ever made me cum with his mouth. Shaking. Could barely stand.

He stood up. Wiped his mouth. Looked me in the eyes and said “turn around.”

I did. Hands on the door. Cheek pressed against the wood. I heard his sweats hit the floor. Felt the tip of him pushing against me from behind. So thick I thought I couldn’t take it.

He grabbed my hips. “You want this?”

“Yes. Fuck yes. Please.”

He pushed in. Slow. Inch by inch. I felt myself stretching around him. So full I couldn’t breathe. He stopped halfway and just let me feel it. I pushed back against him. Took more. All of it.

He started moving. Slow at first. Deep. So deep I felt him in my stomach. Then harder. His hips slapping against my ass. His fingers digging into my hips so hard I knew there’d be bruises.

I couldn’t stay quiet. Moaning into the door. He reached around and covered my mouth with one hand. Kept fucking me with the other hand on my hip.

He leaned forward. His chest against my back. His mouth right by my ear. “You feel that? Feel how deep I am? This what you wanted?”

I nodded against his hand. Drooling on his fingers.

He sped up. Pounding into me now. The door shaking a little. She was right there. Three feet away through the wood. Had no idea her bestfriend was getting destroyed by her dad.

He pulled out. Turned me around. Lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around him.

He pushed back inside and fucked me standing up against her door. My tits pressed against his chest. His face buried in my neck. Both of f us us trying so hard to be quiet.

I came again. Gasping into his shoulder. Clenching around him so tight he groaned loud enough I worried she’d hear.

He carried me to the guest room. Laid me on the bed. Got on top and pushed back inside. Missionary. Looking right at me. “Look at me,” he said. “I want you to watch.”

He fucked me slow and deep. Staring into my eyes. I watched his face change when he was about to cum. Watched him pull out. Watched him stroke himself twice and then hot ropes landing on my stomach. My tits. My lips. So much of it.

He collapsed next to me. Both of us breathing hard. He wiped some off my lip with

his thumb and I sucked it without thinking.

We didn’t talk. Just laid there.

I left at 6am before anyone woke up.

She texted me yesterday asking if I had fun Friday. I said yeah. Great night.

I don’t know if I’ll do it again. But I know I’m wet right now typing this thinking about it.