[MF] My daughters best friend

For those of you who use tinder frequently will understand the problem men face; you can’t really send a message to anyone unless you are matched with a girl, which is not in your hands at all. So I did what most men do, I would hit heart ❤️ in on every girl on tinder without even looking. I’d be watching a game
and just randomly clicking away.

A few days later, I would go back and look at my matches, I would normally get 10 to 15 matches, most of which would be useless, I would simply unmatch them and send messages to the one or two that I liked.

I did something similar last April, and when I went back to check my matches the next day I had a little panic attack, my knees went week and my heart dropped. I hat, by accident, matched with my daughters BFF. My first thought was to unmatched immediately. But then I stopped to think. I had liked her by mistake, but she had probably seen my profile before swiping right.

I was worried that she may have taken screenshots of my profile and may have already shown it to my wife and daughter. So I decided to wait and see what happens. The week went bye and nothing happened. I was on pins and needles all this while; waiting for the other shoe to drop. Finally, after a week of waiting, a “Hi” appeared from her. I also said hi, we exchanged a couple of LOLs before I went on to explain to her what had really happened, and I didn’t really mean to like her on tinder.

I was shocked to see her next text, “ so, you mean, you don’t actually like me? I’m disappointed”

“Come on Kathy, i’ve known you since you were five years old, you’re like my daughter, I obviously can’t look at you in that way”

“But, I’ve had a crush on you for a couple of years now”, she retorted.

This started a back-and-forth that lasted several days. I kept trying to explain to her why we should immediately unmatch and never talk to each other in this matter ever again. She kept insisting that it would be a lot of fun, and we should see where it goes.

In a few days, this conversation turned Flirtatious and another week later we were started light Sexting. She was over at our house all the time to see Zara. There were days when we would text sitting in the same room with my family around. It scared the shit out of me but at the same time gave me an unusual high.

One day, she suggested that we should meet each other. “ but we meet almost every day”, I said. “Not like that, ha ha, I want you to take me out.” She laughed. I didn’t see anything wrong with that, I figured, we will just talk. So we decided to meet outside a local Walmart. She popped her car there and then I drove us an hour away to Bedford Post restaurant. We had a great time just talking and exchanging ideas. I always knew that she was a smart girl, but I was pleasantly surprised to see how well read she was for her age. I actually enjoyed our dinner. After dinner, we went back to my car, we were still talking, Now more softly, I took her hand and she leaned and we kissed each other for the first time. We sat there for another couple of minutes as we gently touched each other and kissed. I had a huge hard on, but I was careful not to make any rash moves. I eventually let my hand wander down to her young boobs, she gave out a soft moan as my fingers found her erect nipple.

I stopped touching her before things went out of control and we drove back to where she had left her car.

A week later we went for our second date, this time to Jean George in Pound Ridge. She felt very special being taken care of like an adult. The atmosphere put us both in a romantic mood. I allowed her to have a generous serving of Riesling, which made her even more comfortable. For those, who are familiar with upper Westchester County, would know that it’s a very secluded area, on our way back, I found a spot to park my car and we started where we had left off the week before. This time I open the buttons off the top and took a look at her beautiful breasts. She had the most amazing pair of nipples. I really enjoyed sucking on them, as my hand found its way up her leg, under her dress and on to her wet panties.

My dick was out of my pants soon and she started stroking it in the dark as we continue without kissing. I didn’t want us to fuck. That was a line I was not prepared to cross. It was not easy to pull myself away from her.

After this encounter, she asked me to book book us a hotel room so we could have more fun. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I kept saying now. I thought we had already done a lot, I wanted to keep some boundaries.

It was summer already. In July, Sana had to go to Toronto to attend a nephews wedding and she took the kids with her. The very next day, I was working from home and was on the phone with Kathy. She was explaining to me, how she would take my cock in her mouth and suck on it, when I lost my resolve. “Do you want to come over Kathy?” I blurted out, “right now?” There was an an element of surprise in her voice. “Yes, right now”, I said hopefully. “Sure, I’ll be right over” and she hung up.

20 minutes later, I saw her car pull in our drive way. I waited until she rang the bell. I got up and opened the door for her. We took each other in our arms and started kissing in the foyer. Our clothes were off within a few seconds. We stood there pawing at each other before I took her the family room. We sat on the couch and continued working each other’s bodies.

I am a natural Dom and I couldn’t help pushing her face down to my cock. I put her down on the floor, so she could get on her knees and worship my cock. She applies like a good girl. She was not very good at giving head, but just the idea that I was fucking my daughter‘s best friend’s face was enough to get my cock really hard and really fat.

I had hidden a condom under the pillow of our guestroom. After getting my cock sucked by this beautiful young girl, I got up, took her hand and wwalked towards the staircase. We went upstairs, I turned right towards the guestroom but Kathy pulled me to the left. That’s where the master bedroom is. “Oh no, no no, not there baby, let’s go in the guest-room. But Kathy was not listening to me, she kept pulling me towards the master bedroom. It was bad enough that I was cheating on my wife with my daughter‘s best friend, I wasn’t going to disrespect Sana by doing it on our bed.

But a man with a hard on getting pulled by a young naked girl, is a very weak man. Despite my protests, I got pulled by her. Half way down the Corridor, she made an abrupt right turn into Zara‘s bedroom. Now I was in a unique dilemma, which one was worse, my wife’s bed or my daughters bed? In that situation I quickly decided that Zahrah’s bed was slightly less criminal, if I did it on my wife’s bed, it would have reminded me of my indiscretion, every time I was with my wife. On the other hand, I could’ve simply washed Zara’s bed sheets and be done with it. So I let my self get in Zara’s bed with her naked best friend. You can tell me in the comments section, if you think I made the right choice by picking Zara’s bed over my wife’s.

After eating and sucking each other thoroughly, I was ready to fuck Kathy, I got on top of her and started rubbing my cock in her very wet and very soft pussy. “Fuck me daddy”, she begged me, and that just pushed me over the edge. I pushed my cock with a hard thrust and plunged deep in her pussy. This is the same girl I had first met when she was 5 years old. I had watched her grow and here I was fucking away at her warm hole. She kept calling me daddy and it excited me even more.

She came a couple of times before I unloaded myself inside her. Yes I know, stupid of me, but I didn’t want to go and fetch a condom from the other room.

As we laid in bed completely spent, reality sank back in and I realized where I was and with whom. “Kathy, I can’t believe we fucked in Zara’s bed, you are crazy, my god” Kathy grinned at me, “well it’s not the first time for me daddy”. I was caught by surprise. Wasn’t sure what she meant. Did she bring her boyfriend, or another man in my house, without me knowing. That actually pissed me off a little bit. “That’s not on Kathy, You can’t bring another man into my house to have sex with”, I said sternly.

“Who said anything about a man Daddy?” She had a sly smile on her face. “What the fuck do you mean?” I was seriously confused. She didn’t say anything and just kept looking at me with a smile on her face. “Zara?” I eventually asked. “Ahan”, is all she said. My mind was spinning in confusion. I am a very progressive father, but still the thought of my daughter being a lesbian was not comforting. “Is Zara a lesbian?” I finally gathered the courage to ask. “No she is not a lesbian”, Kathy said laughing. “She loves dick as much as pussy ha ha.” That was too much information, and I told her that.

“How long have you two been doing it?” I am sure she could see the concern on my face. “Are you judging us?” She was concerned too, but for different reasons. “ how can I judge you Ha ha, I just fucked my daughters best friend on my daughters bed. I’m the last person who would judge anyone, so how long? She thought for a moment and then finally said, “on One of Zara’s birthdays, that was our first time.” I remembered that I had allowed Zara to have Kathy for a sleepover on her birthday.

“So all those sleepovers?” I quizzed her, “ahan”, she smiled, “and it’s not just us, Betsy does it too.” Betsy was another one of Zara’s friends whom I had looked at with lust a few times. It was all sinking in slowly. I had so many questions, but I didn’t have the courage to ask. Had they ever included a boy? Or boys? Do they take pics? Make videos? Who else knows? All those questions had to wait since I was getting hard again and Kathy has noticed the effect this conversation was having on me. “ is the thought of Zara and I together,, turning you on daddy?”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gdk88s/mf_my_daughters_best_friend

23 comments

  1. Hope she keeps her mouth shut. You’re at much greater risk than Zahara or Zara is – whatever your daughter’s name.

    Or maybe you turn it into a 3-some with the two best friends – why the fuck not? What have you got to lose now.

  2. The part when you were asking her and were confused and stuff I was thinking like “oh shit this is gonna be like Oldboy wtf is that his daughter?” Relieved to know it wasn’t that’d be weird.

  3. If that story is real, that is some of the worst judgment I’ve ever witnessed by somebody who has so much going for them.

  4. Damn!!! Would love to see what they look like lol. Very hot story. Cant wait to hear more

  5. Is part 2 the part where she tells you she’s pregnant, and keeping the baby?

    Or is part 2 the part where she blackmails you for money?

    Or is part 2 where she feels guilty and decides to come clean to your wife and daughter?

    Because those parts are the real world I live in, not your fantasy world.

  6. Slight nitpick that I feel bad for pointing out since you’re a good writer and this was a great story: you didn’t introduce the characters in the story by their names and then in the middle started using names. It was a bit confusing at first though I was able to work it out.

  7. Call me a hater but proper grammar really makes or breaks these stories

  8. I’m from Yonkers and had a delivery route in upper westchester! , the life style of the rich and famous! And them girls up there get bored easily and are freaks in bed ! I got a double BJ from 2 girls up there in my car outside of that Walmart .

  9. Wow. Sounds exciting. Their names didn’t happen to be Zara and Kathy? Or were they? ?

  10. Ha ha. Not just tinder. I have found SA to be a better alternative

  11. Great story. Having small part in raising to step-daughters I’ve had similar attractions but in retrospect, thankfully, no connections.

  12. In Germany we say “Geschichten aus dem Paulaner Garten”

  13. Having sex on your child’s bed? What a horrible abuse of power and betrayal of trust for your daughter.

    God, I hope this isn’t real.

  14. >She felt very special being taken care of like an adult

    Wat. I’m noping out right there.

  15. I’m gonna be honest with you, I couldn’t care less about you sticking it on Kathy’s pussy. I’m here to read about Zara and Kathy.

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