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   My Best Friend's Dad

   I'd like to preface this story by stating that while I tend to write
stories about young girls in sexual situations, I do not condone or
advocate sex with minors, and to intentionally hurt a child is
unforgivable. My stories are fantasy, conceived by my twisted mind, but not
from any true accounts.  Thanks for reading and please let me know what you
think.



   I'm Victoria, Tori for short.  I'm fifteen years old and my best
friend's dad is my secret lover, let me tell you how I did it.  At the age
of twelve I became sexually active, giving boys blowjobs and getting felt
up.  Eventually going all the way at thirteen with a boyfriend from school
and having more sex with other boys after that.  I loved the sex but being
only boys they didn't handle the relationship well or at least the way I
wanted.  My best friend's name is Carrie Abbot and her father's name is
Brad, he's a divorced single dad.  If I wasn't with a boy, I was hanging
out with her and when we turned fourteen we would stay over at each others
house.  Staying at her house as often as I did, I noticed that when her dad
would fall asleep, he was out, I mean you could herd cattle through the
house and never move him.  That's why I started spending so much time over
there because when he'd go to sleep, Carrie and I would skip out and stay
out real late, usually with boys.

   One night in late June I was over at Carries house spending the night
but I just couldn't sleep.  I wandered around Carrie's bedroom a while,
looking at pictures and stuff, I thought I could go on facebook.  But
dammit wouldn't you know my phone was out in the livingroom, realizing that
it's three in the morning and no one but me was up I decided to go get it.
I made my way down the hall and as I passed Mr.  Abbot's room I saw that
his door was opened, a little.  Knowing that he sleeps in the nude and my
constant urge for sex, I opened the door further.  There, lying on his
back, his head proped up on pillow and with a small sidetable lamp on, I
saw an impressive tent being made under the sheets.  The growing itch
between my legs pushed me on as I grabbed the top of the sheet and slowly
pulled it down, watching his face for any sign of waking.  Pulling the
sheet down to his knees revealed the biggest cock I've seen in my short sex
life.  He had to be eight inches at least, I thought it would be like
trying to fuck a baseball bat and a shiver ran down my spine, I had to
touch it.  I carefully wrapped my hand around it, it felt huge, I could
feel the ridges and bumps the veins made, how silky smooth the head was. 
The palm of my hand got slick as I passed it over the tip again, he made
precum, I thought, maybe he'll cum too.  I carefully crawled up onto the
bed and making sure I could still see his face, I took his cock in my
mouth, not thinking of what might happen if his wakes up.  He didn't move a
muscle, except the one I had in my mouth, so I slowly started sucking his
dick.  I was loving this, I have a huge hard cock in my hands and I want to
keep it, use it, fuck it.  I wanted it down my throat but I didn't want to
gag on it in case it woke him up.  Slowly, my head rose and fell, I didn't
want to go to fast, I wanted this to last.  Suddenly his abdomine
contracted and his leg muscle lurched, I cupped his balls in my hand as he
blasted a huge load of cum in my mouth.  Sucking and swallowing, I captured
ever drop, even licking his deflating cock clean.  I pulled the sheet back
over him and went the the bathroom to finger myself before going to bed.

   This was great, I sucked a boy's, er man's cock last night, tasted his
cum and nobody knows anything about it.  As the weeks went by, I got braver
and more daring each time I stay with Carrie.  First I got naked when I
blew him and then I would get naked and crawl under the sheet with him and
hold him before sucking him off.  I realized that I wouldn't wake him as
long as I was quiet only his loud alarm clock seems to wake him.  It was
August twelveth and I was going to leap off the deep end, tonight I'm going
to fuck him.  That night after Carrie and I went to bed, I lay staring at
the light coming in from under the door, when it goes out, he's gone to
bed. Impatiently, I wait the longest half hour of my life, wanting to be
sure he's asleep.  I creep down the hall, taking my clothes off, so if he
catches me in his room, naked; I shiver at the thought.  Sliding into bed
with my unconcious lover I let my hand drift down to his cock, it's soft of
coarse but with a little gentle massage with my hand, it rises to the
occasion.  Kissing him on the lips, lightly, I remove the sheet and gaze
upon my lust's desire, his ridged pole.  I take his cock in my mouth and
lubricate it with my spit and after giving him a small shake to gage his
reaction, I get to my knees and straddle Mr.  Abbot.  My hand was shaking
as I guide his shaft to my wanton hole, taking a little effort, the head
enters my body and I have to bite my lip to keep from screaming as I lower
onto the largest thing I have ever had in my pussy.  With his cock fully
buried inside me, my pussy begins to squeeze his cock, hard, I was cumming
and I haven't started fucking him yet.  Moaning and rocking up and down my
first orgasm drives my lust further.  I looked into his face to see if all
the action woke him up but nothing, just a slight smile as he laid there.
Going for broke I increased my movements by sliding four or five inches of
that emence cock in and out of my pussy, building up speed.  My pussy is
wrapped so tightly around his shaft that I can feel the ridges passing into
my cunt.  We accually came together, as my pussy grabs his cock in a death
grip, the electricity charges through my body.  I emit a short loud shrill
of bliss and was completely unaware of his hands on my hips forcing me up
and down on his pulsing shaft.

   He moaned aloud, "Oh god, fuck yeah, ...  , what the fuck?  , ...  ,
TORI?!" I was frozen in terror with his ridged shaft buried deep inside me.
We sat there looking into each others eyes for what seamed an eternity
until he spoke.  Mr.  Abbot whispers in an angry tone, "My god Tori what
the hell are you thinking?" I opened and closed my mouth a few times but
could not find the words to even start explaining, so I started to cry. 
The consequence of this was that as my chest convulsed it made my pussy
twitch and this made his cock jump.  The strange thing was that, as shocked
and mad as Mr.  Abbot was, he still had not tried to remove me from his
dick.  I fell to his chest and cried, asking him not to be mad, my hips
slowly sliding his cock in and out of my lust filled pussy.  He held me in
his arms and tried to sooth my fears and at the same time tried to
extricate himself from me.  Finally he lifts me off himself and pulls me up
next to him on the pillows.  "What are you doing?  Do you know how much
trouble I could get in if anyone ever found out about tonight?", Brad said.
I stretched the truth telling him through sobs, "No one would find out,
I've been coming to your room for months now, Carrie doesn't even know. 
Until you woke up even you didn't know I was sleeping with you!" He said in
disbelief, "Months?" I couldn't look in him in his face so I stared at his
chest, "You sleep like a rock and I got curious one night and well when you
didn't wake up, ...." I let the thought drift off and he laid back on the
pillows, staring at the ceiling contemplating what I had said.  I rolled
onto my side and cuddled up to him, running my fingers through the hair on
his chest, "I love being with you ...  " Brad Abbot cuts me off and pushes
me away, "This is wrong Tori, you have to go to your bed and never do this
again!" I lay there a second and start balling uncontrollably, "Don't hate
me, ..  sob sob, ...  I'm soo sorry, please don't hate me." He rolls to his
side and touching my face with his finger tips, "I'm sorry too, it's just,
well, it's just wrong for me to be with you.  I'm older than you, hell, I'm
your best friend's father for christ sake!" "Was I that bad?  As a lover, I
mean?  Because of my age?", I ask trying to change the subject.

   I couldn't believe my luck, here I am lying in bed with a hot older man
that I've just had sex with and we're sort of cuddling and talking, I could
only hear his soft voice not the angry, worried words.  Finally he shakes
me and gets my attention telling me, "Tori, have you been listening to me?
You've got to promise me that you'll never do this again.  Promise me!" I
frowned up into his sturn face and confessed, "I can't.  I love having sex
with you and I don't want to stop." I could tell he was looking for a way
out so before he spoke I said, "You can't stop me from coming over, either,
what would you say to Carrie?  Sorry honey, Tori can't stay over because
she rapes me in the middle of the night!?" "And besides," I continue,
pushing my luck, "We've already had sex together, a lot, but now it can be
more fun, now that you're awake!" He hugs me close and says, "No, tonight
must be the last, I shouldn't take advantage of you, you only think that
you're in love." I climb onto his chest and with my face inches from his, I
say, "Who's talking love, I just want to have sex, ....  ,with you, ....  ,
a lot!" I kiss him and he holds me in his arms, I slide my small slender
leg between his and find that his cock is hard and ready.  He rolls us over
and looking me in the eyes says, "This is so wrong, so wrong", I tell him,
"Shut up and fuck me already", lifting my head to kiss him hard.  The last
real words he used, made me laugh, he said, "Carrie can never find out", I
thought, 'No Duh!'

   I stay over at Carrie's house a lot these days, even when she's not
there.  Carrie got suspicious of us and asked her father about it, he got
all flustered so I stepped in.  I sat in his lap and told Carrie, "You've
caught us, we been sleeping together for months now and, ..  , well, we're
getting married and I'm going to be your new stepmon." He's speachless but
Carrie smiles real big and comes over and hugs the two of us saying, "Well
it's about time I had a new mom, congrats the two of you!" Brad still can't
speak as Carrie grabs my wrist and pulls me off her dad and says, "Come on
you nut, let's go to the mall." I smile at Brad and say, "See!" and he
smiles back, nervously.  All the way out the door kept telling Carrie that
it was true and that I really was sleeping with him and she refused to
believe me, calling me a crazy slut and stuff like that.



   the end