My Best Friends Dad 7

My Dirty Little Tryst With My Best Friends Dad

It all started on a hot summer day. I had just finished my final exams and wanted to get away from all the stress and worries of college life. My best friend, Cara, had invited me to her family’s summer cottage for a few weeks. I was so excited to have some time to myself and make some amazing memories with her and her family.

Little did I know, those amazing memories would include something steamy and forbidden.

I arrived at her family’s cottage and immediately felt the peacefulness of being away from the hustle and bustle of college life. We spent hours talking and playing board games, but my mind kept wandering to her dad.

Her dad was a tall, strong, and handsome man with an air of confidence about him. I was mesmerized by his presence and found myself constantly wanting to be around him. I wanted to know everything about him and could barely contain my excitement around him.

I tried to hide my feelings, but Cara kept giving me knowing looks. I’m sure she knew what was going on in my head, but she never said a word.

One day, after a particularly wild game of cards, I found myself alone with Cara’s dad in the living room. We were both flushed from the game, and I could feel the excitement radiating off him. He told me to come closer, and I cautiously obeyed.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me onto his lap, his lips barely brushing mine. I felt electricity shoot through me and I melted into the kiss. I had never felt anything like it before and it felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest. I wanted this moment to last forever.

His hands began to wander and I let out a soft moan as I felt his fingers trace the curves of my body. We kissed and explored each other until I felt my clothes disappear. I was laying bare in front of him and he was just taking in the sight of me.

He kissed me again and I felt the hunger inside of me explode. I wanted him, more than anything else in the world. I wanted to be taken, to be made love to, to be made to feel wanted and desired. I needed him.

He lifted me onto the sofa and kissed his way down my body, paying special attention to my breasts, nipples, and belly button. My body arched as I felt his tongue swirl around and stroke me in a way that made me moan out loud.

He started working his way lower, taking his time to explore my every curve, as if he was mapping out every inch of my body. I felt his tongue reach my innermost parts and I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me.

He kept going, exploring and licking in ways that made me writhe in pleasure. I felt my entire body come alive and lost myself in the sensation.

When I thought I couldn’t take any more pleasure, he reached for a condom and slid it on. I felt relief as I knew from here on out, it was going to get even better.

He entered me in one smooth thrust and I gasped as I felt his warmth and hardness as he filled me. He began thrusting in and out, gradually increasing the intensity and speed. I felt like I was in another world, and all I could do was cling to him and scream out in pleasure.

We reached our climax together, and he collapsed on top of me, his breath hot on my neck. I held him close, feeling complete satisfaction in my soul.

I was amazed at what had just happened between us, and we both knew that this was not going to be a one-time thing. We both knew that this was the beginning of something that was going to be special and intimate.

We continued our illicit trysts for the remainder of our stay at the summer cottage, and I left feeling content with the knowledge that I had experienced one of the most amazing sexual experiences of my life with my best friend’s dad.