Me and dad's best friend PART 1

I (F), 20 years old, have been waiting to fuck my dad's best friend and that day has finally arrived.

I've been waiting all day for this, my heart pounding in my chest as I sit on the couch, legs crossed, trying to act normal. Dad's out for the evening, and I know he's coming over—my dad's best friend, that 47-year-old hunk with tan skin and a body built like a brick wall. I'm 20, and I've fantasized about him for years, imagining his huge cock stretching me out, fucking me raw on this very couch. The thought makes my pussy throb, already wet and aching. I hear the door creak open, and there he is, tall at 1m79cm, his muscular frame filling the doorway. His eyes lock on me, dark and hungry, and I can see the bulge in his pants, his cock already hard and straining against the fabric. No words, just that smirk that says he's here to take what he wants.

He strides in, shutting the door behind him, and before I can even stand, his hands are on me. 'You little slut, been waiting for this, haven't you?' he growls, grabbing my wrists and yanking me up roughly. I gasp as he spins me around and shoves me down onto the couch, my body hitting the cushions hard. My ass is up in the air, skirt flipping up to expose my soaked panties. He's dominating me already, his weight pinning me in place. 'Please,' I whimper, my voice shaky with need, but he doesn't wait.

His hands rip my panties aside, and I feel his fingers dig into my hips, pulling me back against him. 'Look at that wet pussy, begging for my cock,' he snarls, his voice low and commanding. I moan, arching my back, desperate for him to fill me. He slaps my ass hard, the sting making me yelp and my pussy clench. Then he's fumbling with his pants, yanking them down, and I glance back to see his huge cock spring free, thick and veined, already leaking precum. 'Fuck me,' I beg, my words tumbling out. 'Pound me hard, please.'

He lines up and thrusts in deep, his cock slamming into my wet pussy in one brutal stroke. I cry out, the stretch burning and blissful all at once, his thickness filling me completely. 'Take it, you dirty girl,' he grunts, pulling back and slamming in again, harder this time. Each thrust pounds into me, his hips slapping against my ass, the sound echoing in the room. My moans turn into screams, 'Yes, fuck me harder, oh God, your cock feels so good.' He's rough, just like I wanted, his hands gripping my waist as he drives into me relentlessly. I can feel every inch of him, stretching my pussy wide, hitting spots that make my vision blur.

'You're such a tight little whore,' he says through gritted teeth, his voice laced with dirty talk that makes me drip even more. 'Gonna fuck you until you can't walk.' He slaps my ass again, the sharp crack making me clench around him, and I push back against his thrusts, meeting his rhythm. The couch creaks under us, my nails digging into the cushions as he pounds deeper, faster. I feel the build-up, my body trembling on the edge. 'Cum for me, bitch,' he commands, and that's all it takes—I shatter, my pussy spasming around his cock as waves of pleasure crash through me. But he doesn't stop; he keeps fucking me through it, his breaths coming in harsh grunts.

Finally, he pulls out, flipping me over onto my back with one strong hand. I'm panting, my legs spread wide, pussy slick and throbbing. 'Open your mouth,' he orders, stroking his cock fast. I obey, tongue out, eyes locked on him. 'Gonna cover that pretty face,' he says, and with a deep groan, he cums hard, ropes of hot cum shooting across my cheeks, my lips, dripping down to my chin. I moan at the warmth, tasting the saltiness as some lands on my tongue, playing with it, swirling it in my mouth before swallowing. It's messy, raw, exactly what I craved.

'Please, don't stop,' I gasp, wiping some cum from my face and licking my fingers clean. 'I need more of your rough fucking.' He chuckles, his cock still twitching, and I can see the hunger in his eyes isn't gone yet. My body aches for him to take me again, harder this time.

He grabs my hips roughly, his fingers digging into my flesh as he flips me over onto my hands and knees on the couch. The cushions sink under my weight, and I feel exposed, my ass sticking up in the air, vulnerable and ready. 'Look at that tight little ass,' he growls, his voice thick with lust as he spreads my cheeks wide apart with one hand. The cool air hits my skin, making me shiver, and I can feel my pussy dripping down my thighs, the mess from before still slick between my legs.

I arch my back, pushing back against him, desperate for more. 'Please, fuck me harder,' I whimper, my voice shaky and needy. He chuckles darkly, and then I feel the head of his thick cock pressing against my tight hole, not my pussy this time—oh God, he's going in my ass. I tense for a second, the anticipation making my heart race, but he's not waiting. He slams into me mercilessly, his huge cock forcing its way in deep, stretching me in a way that burns and thrills all at once.

'Fuck, you're so tight back here, you dirty slut,' he snarls, his hips thrusting hard and fast, each stroke pounding into me like he's claiming every inch. I cry out, the pain mixing with pleasure, my body rocking forward with the force of his thrusts. His balls slap against my soaked pussy with every move, the sound wet and obscene. One of his hands slides around my waist, fingers finding my clit, but instead of gentle touches, he gropes and slaps my pussy hard, the sting making me gasp and clench around his cock.

'Yeah, take it like the whore you are,' he growls, his breath hot against my ear as he leans over me. 'I'm gonna fuck you until you're begging me to stop, but we both know you won't.' His words are dirty threats that make my stomach twist with excitement, and I moan louder, pushing back to meet his rhythm. He slaps my pussy again, fingers rubbing roughly over my swollen lips, teasing the entrance before slapping once more, the pain shooting straight to my core. It hurts, but it feels so good, like punishment and reward all at once, making me drip even more.

His cock pounds deeper, stretching my ass wide, and I can feel every vein, every inch of him inside me. The sensation is overwhelming—hot, full, and relentless. 'Oh fuck, yes, harder,' I beg, my voice breaking into a scream as he hits that spot that makes stars explode behind my eyes. Sweat beads on my skin, the room filled with the sounds of our bodies slapping together, my moans echoing off the walls. His other hand grips my hair, yanking my head back so he can whisper in my ear, 'I'm gonna fill your ass with my cum, you little bitch, and then I'm gonna make you clean it up.'

I shudder at his words, my body trembling on the edge, every nerve alive with the raw intensity. He's dominating me completely, using me like his personal toy, and I love it. His fingers keep working my pussy, slapping and groping, two digits slipping inside just enough to tease before pulling out and smacking again. The dual assault is too much—his cock in my ass, his hand on my cunt—and I feel myself building toward another climax, my muscles tightening around him.

'Cum for me, you filthy girl,' he commands, his voice rough and commanding, and that's all it takes. My body convulses, waves of pleasure crashing through me as I scream his name, but he doesn't slow down. He fucks me harder, his thrusts erratic now, chasing his own release. 'Take it all,' he growls, and with a final, deep slam, he buries himself inside me and cums hard, his hot seed flooding my ass, filling me up until I feel it leaking out around his cock.

He stays there for a moment, panting, his body pressed against mine, then pulls out roughly, leaving me empty and aching. I collapse onto the couch, my limbs shaky, but before I can catch my breath, he grabs my chin and turns my face toward him. 'Open wide,' he orders, and I do, my lips parting as he hocks up and spits right on my face, the warm glob landing on my cheek and dripping down. It's degrading, messy, and it makes my pussy throb all over again.

'Please, don't stop,' I gasp, wiping the spit with my fingers and licking them clean, tasting the saltiness mixed with the remnants of his cum from earlier. 'I need your brutal fucking again, harder this time.' He smirks down at me, his cock still semi-hard, eyes gleaming with that same hungry fire, and I know he's not done with me yet.