Her father’s friend becomes the horny daughter’s secret lover

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Every time I saw my dad’s friend Allen I got excited. He seemed like the man of my dreams—not only tall, slim and handsome, but also charming and funny.

The day after my high school graduation was my 18th birthday, so we had a double celebration. The morn­ing after my big party Allen arrived at our house on leave from the Army. I woke up hearing his wonderful voice and laugh, but being tired and a bit hung over, I stayed in bed.

After a while I heard my bedroom door being eased open. I pretended to be asleep as Allen snuck up. Suddenly he yanked the covers off the bed, evidently unaware that I was naked underneath! We were both speechless for a long time. Then, slowly, he sat down on my bed and stared at my body. I couldn’t help noticing his excitement.

After a moment Allen put his hand on my inner thigh, then slid it up my leg toward my furry pussy. I lay there not saying or doing anything. He squeezed my mound, then rubbed around my clit with one finger while sliding another in me. My breath­ing got harder, and I wiggled my hips, enjoying the sensations. He was taking a hell of a chance; my parents were still in the house and could have caught him at any second.

Allen fingered me awhile, then pulled his finger out and put it in his mouth! We stared in each other’s eyes. The sound of Dad’s voice jolted us back to reality. Allen smiled and left the room.

For a time I couldn’t move. My legs were still spread slightly, and juice trickled from my pussy. I reached between my legs, and my heavy breathing filled the room as I brought myself to climax replaying in my mind what had happened.

Later, finally getting the strength to get out of bed, I joined Allen and my parents downstairs. Allen always brought presents, but this time I got more because it was my birthday. At one point, with my parents out of earshot, he whispered that maybe he could give me “a special present” that night when everyone was asleep. All day I could hardly think of anything else.

When at last night came, I went to bed and waited and waited, but Allen didn’t show up! Finally I drifted off, frustrated and sad. But after the house had been quiet for hours, I woke to hear him slipping in my room. As he approached the bed, he saw that I wasn’t asleep. He smiled and dropped his shorts, then slipped under the sheets beside me.

His mouth found mine, and his tongue found its way in. We were both highly aroused. I felt his hard prick pressed against me. He fondled my breasts, then moved his hands down till his finger delved between my legs. After driving me wild with his fingers, he said it was time for my “special present.” He put a pillow under my ass to give his mouth better access to my pussy, and with his expert pussy-eating brought me to a climax that had me moaning into the pillow that I’d put over my mouth to muffle the nasty noises I was making.

When I thought I could take no more, Allen maneuvered us into 69 position. While I engulfed as much of his cock as I could, he continued driving me crazy with his tongue. When his cock twitched and throbbed in my mouth, I knew what was coming. Sure enough, he flooded my mouth with jism. I swallowed every drop.

After a quick break, I sucked him hard again, and kept sucking till he stopped me and rolled me over on my stomach, then spread my legs and got on me. He entered me from behind, and I raised my hips as he drove into me. He rubbed my clit, and I moaned into the pillow. In a few minutes we both came again, then collapsed. After several minutes of heavy breathing, he gave me a quick kiss and snuck out.

Allen stayed with us for two more days, and visited me twice more late at night. I was sorry when he left, but I knew he’d be back some­time.

—C.R., Peoria, Illinois



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