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   I never really noticed Amanda's dad until I started having sleepovers at
her house.  Amanda would sleep in and her Dad and I were early risers so we
had several hours together.  Watching Tv, making breakfast, that kind of
thing.

   He was a little portly but still kinda hot, in a forties dad sort of
way. He was always funny, and liked to comment on whatever we were
watching, making me giggle.

   It was after maybe a year of knowing them that I decided to go over in
the morning unannounced, I think I had a question or something.  I opened
the door without knocking - it was always unlocked - to find her Dad
masturbating on the couch to a porno right there in the living room.  He
scrambled for the remote as I stuttered "sorry!" and shut the door fast.  I
went home after that.

   But I couldn't get the scene out of my mind.  The actress in the porno
had looked so much like me.

   I avoided going over for a few weeks after that, but Amanda kept
pestering me.  I finally did and tried to sleep in but I couldn't.  I
finally got up and joined her Dad at the tv

   "Look, what happened - just knock next time okay?" he said mopping his
forehead.  "The pornstar looked just like me" I blurted He signed.  "I like
to keep my fantasy life in the fantasy where it won't hurt anyone." "You
fantasize about me." somehow that thought really turned me on.  "Yes" he
admitted "But I would never impose myself on you.  You're safe with me,
okay?" I don't know what came over me.  In a very small voice I said "I
don't want to be safe from you." His eyes widened, taking in what I'd just
said, then he was kissing me.  He was big and powerful and masculine all of
a sudden.  I let myself be crushed by him.  "Please" I whimpered, I don't
know myself if it was a `please stop, Amanda will wake up, please no not on
the living room couch,' or `please take me now.' He must have taken it for
the later.

   His hand came up my pajama top and began working a nipple.  I let out a
little moan that he smothered with his lips.

   Then he was pulling off my pajama bottoms and it was all happening so
quick.  He was kissing me and I heard an unzip and then suddenly he was
inside of me.

   I was wet.  Really wet.  He started moving fast right away, pinning me
under him on the couch, and it felt wonderful.  I started bucking my body
too, trying to get more, and then my orgasm exploded into me and he was
kissing me to try and keep me quiet, and then he plowed right through that
raw feeling and it was too much, too much - and then he suddenly stopped
and started cumming in me.

   We sat up together.  I was quiet.  This certainly wasn't what I'd been
expecting, but I didn't think it was the worse result either.

   "I'm sorry" he said.  "Sorry?" "I should have been slower." "it was
good. I liked it." I said That's when I knew it was good, and I had liked
it, and I wanted to do it again.

   I went to the bathroom and cleaned up and then I kinda curled against
him as we watched tv till Amanda woke up.

   After that that's pretty much how our sleepovers would go.  I'd let him
fuck me in the mornings and then by the time Amanda woke up everything
would be normal.  He would sometimes take me other times too.  Come into
the bathroom while I was brushing my teeth and bend me over and take me
with Amanda just a door away.

   Sometimes he would come up with excuses to send Amanda off and take me
in the kitchen or on her bed - that felt really dirty.  Other times he'd
ask me to do something, like grab a beer out of the garage, and then follow
me in there and take me on the floor.

   I got pregnant.  Sex ed in small town Mississippi isn't great.  He
wanted to keep it.  Thought it was hot.  Spent hours in the morning just
rubbing my belly while inside me, telling me what a great mama I'd be.  The
sex got better too.  Even more intense.  More excuses.  It got to the point
where I spent more time with him inside me at their house then I did with
Amanda.

   I couldn't tell him I wasn't ready, and went to planned parenthood on my
own.  He thought it was a miscarriage and started trying really hard to get
me pregnant again, but I had birth control by then.

   Something broke between us after that.  I got less close with Amanda and
didn't come over as much.  I started dating guys my own age.  Whenever I'd
come over I'd still let him fuck me but it wasn't the same.  I felt sorry
for him rather than passionate.

   Amanda never knew, and stays oblivious to this day.  I never told any of
my boyfriends - the only one who knows this story - is you.