My Dads Best Friend

I push open the front door and drop my bag next to it, locking the door behind me. The TV is on in the front room so I peak around the corner and see my dad and his best friend, Lucas, watching a soccer match. My dad gives me a nod and Lucas shoots me a quick smile, both too focused on the match.

Untying my sneakers, I slide them off next to my bag before stepping into the front room. The game goes into commercial after a seconds and both men stand, stretching. I try not to be too obvious as I look at Lucas’s buff arms as he stretches them over his head.

“How was track practice Win?” My dad askes, walking past me to the kitchen, ruffling my hair as he passes.

I grumble and pat down my hair, following him in. He hands me a water bottle before grabbing two beers.

“Good. It’s a bit different than in high school but that’s to be expected right?” Sipping from my bottle, I watch as Lucas pops the top off his beers and takes a long drink.

*Who knew someone’s neck could be so hot…*

His hazel eyes meet mine and I quickly look away, trying to focus on my dad ramble about how all sports are different in college. I nod and hum in agreement, trying to ignore the growing ache between my legs. Once he seems happy with his rant, he grabs his beer and goes back to the living room.

I finish off my water and turn to leave, almost running into Lucas. I stumble back and he reaches out, steadying me by my waist. He chuckles, removing his hand quickly.

“Sorry… I wanted to grab a snack before the game starts.” His deep voice makes the ache worse and I mutely nod, stepping to the side. He walks past me, our arms brushing.

Ignoring the tingling feeling from where our skin touched, I call out I was going to shower to my dad and rushed up stairs. After grabbing a towel out of the linen closet, I rushed into the bathroom and turned the water on, leaving it on cold.

I removed my work-out clothes and climbed in, tensing as the cold water hit me. Standing under the cold water for a few minutes, I felt my body relax a bit so I turned the temperature up higher.

*Hazel eyes. Tan skin. Blonde hair. Deep voice. Buff arms.*

My hands slide up my sides, grabbing onto my breast. Gently massaging them then lightly pinching my nipples. A soft moan left my lips as my fingers played with my nipples, thinking about his arms. How they’d feel wrapped around me as he-

***Knock. Knock. Knock.***

My hands dropped and I blushed, even though no one could see me. I turned the shower off and quickly wrapped the towel around me. There was a few more knocks on the door and I finally managed to open the door, meeting Lucas’s eyes.

“Sorry… Have to pee. Thought you’d be done by now.” I could feel my face getting redder as I thought about the chance of him hearing me moan. His eyebrow quirked and he looked behind me, hinting.

Mumbling an apology, I stepped around him, my front pressing against his side as I did, and made my way into my room. My door closed and I sighed, dropping my towel. But before I could step further into my room, my door opened.

I gasped and turned, reaching for my towel as my eyes once again met Lucas’s gaze. His eyes slowly went from my face to my breast the hung out. I froze, watching him look at me like… Like I had always wanted him to. Like I was an attractive adult he wanted.

We stood in silence for a few seconds before he stepped inside my room and closed the door, turning my lock. My heart sped up and I stood, leaving my towel on the floor.

“Be honest with me Winnie…” His voice was hard, lacking the heat that was in his eyes. My thighs still clenched though. “Were you touching yourself in the shower?”

“Well, you see-” His lip twitched and I shut my mouth, nodding.

His eyes raked over my naked body again. The years of track and cheer had done me well, with a toned stomach and strong legs. His eyes paused on my pussy.

“How wet are you right now Win?”

“Lucas… My dad is downstairs and you’re-”

“I asked you a question. Now answer me.” The command in his voice made me even wetter and I bit my lip.

“I’m really wet…” Lucas stepped towards me and pulled my lip from my teeth holding my chin so I had to meet his eye.

“Bend over your desk so I can see.” When I hesitated, he turned me around and pushed me towards my desk roughly. “I said to go bend over your desk. Now Winnie.”

I nervously stood in front of my desk and bent forward, pushing my ass into the air and leaving my pussy open. I could almost feel his gaze on it. It was silent for a few seconds before there was a sharp sting on my ass. I gasped and went to turn but his hand wrapped around the back of my neck, holding me against my desk.

“When I tell you to do something I expect it done. Quickly.” There was another sharp sting and I whimpered. “Understand me?”

“Y-yes Sir.” He groaned at the ‘Sir’ and I felt his hand trail from where he smacked to between my legs. His finger brushed my lips and he groaned again.

“So wet…” Lucas slowly pushed his finger in before pulling it out. I heard the jingle of his belt then the sound of his pants hitting the ground. “This is gonna be quick. Game is coming back on soon…”

“There’s condoms in my dresser draw.” I mumble, unable to look back with his hand still holding my neck down.

“Do you really want a condom…” He leaned forward, his lips pressed against my ear. I could feel his cock brush against my thigh. “I want to take you bare. Do you want that Win?”

I struggled to form an answer, feeling his hot body over mine. There as a sting on my ass and I whimpered, trying to move but he held me firmly.

“Y-yes I want that…”

That was all he needed. He leaned back just far enough to be able to watch his cock slide into my pussy. His tip pressed into me and I moaned, my hips wanting to press back into him but being unable to. Lucas squeezed his hand around my neck, seeming to remind me to be quiet, as he pushed further in. His cock stretched me to my limits, pushing me past where any other man had before. Once he was all the way in, he leaned back forward.

“Be quiet Winnie… Your dad is downstairs and I doubt he’d like to find his best friend fucking his daughter…” His voice was quiet and husky and I nodded, agreeing with him.

Lucas started slowly thrusting in and out of my pussy, groaning every time he sank into me. The hand around my neck stayed there, keeping me pinned against my desk, forcing my body to do as he wanted. His hips started to move faster and he used his free hand to reach around and rub my clit.

A quiet moan escaped my mouth as he circled my clit. It was better than I had imagined. I tried to push my hips back into him but received a hard slap on my ass.

“I’m in charge right now Winnie. You only move when I say. Got it?” The question was punctuated with another hard slap. I silently nod, wanting his finger back on my clit.

Reading my mind, his fingers went back to playing with my clit as his thrusts got harder and faster. Only a minute later I felt him tensing and that made my own orgasm seem closer.

“You need to cum for me Winnie…” The hand around my throat disappeared and he slapped my ass again. “Cum on my cock.”

That was all it took. Between the pain of him slapping my ass and his fingers teasing my clit, I came with a loud moan. It was stopped midway by Lucas wrapping his hand around my mouth. As my orgasm came to an end, he came, filling my pussy with his seed.

“Oh fuck Winnie…” He pumped into me a few more times, cursing under his breath. “Such a good girl… Taking my cum…”

Once he finished, he pulled out and I looked back at him finally. A smile was on his face as he looked at my pussy where I was sure he could see our cum mixed together. His eyes came up to mine and he winked before pulling up his pants and buckling his belt.

“I’d go shower again… You seem to have a mess.”

Then without another word, Lucas left my room, leaving my door wide open.

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