Tempting Her Best Friend's Father (7 page)

Her body wasn’t her own any longer. All she
could focus on was how good he made her feel. He pressed his body more firmly
against hers until she felt the wall hit her back. His lips met hers once
again. When she felt his hard, extremely large erection press against her belly
she cried out. It was frighteningly big, but that fright had her pussy creaming
and her nipples aching.

Her body had a mind of its own. Legs braced
apart and breasts thrust forward in invitation, she prayed Isaac took the hint.
He took her cues and gripped the bottom of her gown, slowly inching it up.
Excitement skyrocketed inside of her when she felt his smooth, masculine hands
slide up her inner thigh. He was so close to her cunt that she thought for sure
she’d climax right then and there. He didn’t touch her, just teased the spot
where her leg and pelvis met. When his hand finally touched her pussy lips, she
groaned from ecstasy.

“You’re so fucking wet for me, Mona.” A deep,
almost feral growl left him as he took his thumb and pulled one side of her
labia out. The cool air didn’t ease the inferno between her legs in the
slightest.

He placed his other hand on the other side of
her pussy, pulling that lip apart as well. The sound of suctioning flesh coming
undone should have embarrassed her, but she was far too gone to give a shit.
With her pussy lips spread apart, he expertly slid his fingers against her
inner flesh. Up and down, slow and sensual, his movements were one of a man
that knew what he was doing. She found herself thrusting her hips slowly at
first, but as he rubbed faster, she pushed her hips against him harder.

“Tell me you want my mouth sucking at this
pussy.” It was a little strange hearing Isaac speak so erotically, but it was also
a thrill.

She didn’t respond, just nodded her agreement.
Never had any man put his mouth on her down there. She was nervous, but she
wouldn’t have stopped him if her life depended on it. Instead of getting on his
knees right there, he removed his hands from between her legs, gripped her ass,
and lifted her effortlessly. Mona instinctively wrapped her legs around his
waist at the same time he started running his tongue up the side of her throat.
She knew he was taking her to his bedroom, and the very thought of lying beside
him on that gigantic mattress sent a thrill of uneasiness through her.

In the next instant they were in his room and
the door was shut behind them. He carried her to his bed and set her down on
the plush comforter. As she looked up at him with what she knew were wide eyes,
she couldn’t help but feel like a lamb before a ravenous wolf. A little voice
inside of her told her this was wrong on so many levels, that this was her best
friend’s father. She kicked that voice aside, because wrong as it may have
been, this felt too right to ignore. Another small, nagging voice inside of her
told her he’d had way too much to drink, that if he were sober none of this
would be happening. Maybe he could read minds, or maybe it was the look on her
face, but either way he cleared up both of her uneasy thoughts with his next
words.

“I don’t want to think about how wrong this
might appear to others, because to me it feels too right.” He gripped his
boxers. “I’ve held back from what I’ve really wanted since we kissed that
night. It has been hell, Mona.”

He let her gaze bounce between his face and the
thin trail of hair that disappeared beneath his boxers.

“I’m not too drunk to know what I’m doing right
now, and although you are only eighteen and my daughter’s best friend, I know
what I’m doing right now and I know the consequences. I want this and I know
you want this too. If not, then tell me now.”

Mona stared at him for several long seconds. She
thought about the consequences he spoke of. She could quite possibly lose her
best friend over this. Was that something she was really willing to do? Of
course not, but there was a small selfish side of her that told her she should
be able to have this, that she should be able to be with whomever she wanted.
It just happened that who she wanted was technically off limits, but her heart
and body didn’t see it that way.

“And Holly?” She honestly didn’t care about Holly,
but morals won out.

“There is no Holly. When I told you I made her
leave, I meant my life as well.”

The air stilled around them. Before she could
change her mind, she said the first thing that came to her. “I want this,
Isaac.” When he pushed his boxers down she felt her eyes widen. The erection
she felt when he was pressed up against her was nothing compared to getting an
eye full of the real thing. Long and thick, his cock was a little unnerving.
She wasn’t a virgin, but she didn’t have to be one to feel her inner muscles
clench. Her breathing accelerated when he took several steps toward her until
he was right in front of her.

“Take the gown off, Mona.” Dominant and deep,
his words had her gripping the hem of her gown and lifting it from her body.
The chilled air teased her nipples and she felt them extend even further. She
wore no panties or bra, so there she sat, nude and aroused as Isaac watched her
like a starving man.

Mona couldn’t keep her eyes off of his monstrous
cock. The tip was bigger than the shaft and glistening with pre-cum. The idea
of giving head never turned her on, but as she saw that pearl-sized drop of
semen at the tip of his dick, her mouth watered.

“Lean back and spread your thighs for me.”

She shivered but did what he said. The comforter
beneath her was silk against her flesh. When she leaned back she kept propped
on her elbows, watching him, waiting to see what his next move would be. He
didn’t move for several long moments, just watched her like a lion about to
attack its prey. Ever so slowly Mona braced her feet on the bed and spread her
thighs.

“Wider.”

She did as he asked until she felt her pussy
lips pull apart and her cream coat her inner labia. Could he see how swollen
her clit was? Did he know the effect he had on her? He moved closer to her
until she felt his warm breath teasing her cunt. The air came out of her in
quick pants. All she could do was watch him watch her.

He placed his hands on her inner thighs and
started running them up and down. Each time he came close to where she wanted
him to touch he would slip his fingers away. Over and over he did this until
she could no longer hold herself up. It was when she was flat on her back with
her eyes closed and her thighs spread so wide the muscles ached, that she felt
his hot, moist mouth latch onto her clit. She bit her lip to hold in the cry of
ecstasy that threatened to come out.

She didn’t need to see what he was doing to know
he was running his tongue up her center before slipping it into her cunt. Her
inner muscles clenched around his probing tongue, drawing it farther into her
body and pushing her closer to the climax she desperately wanted. He used his
fingers to spread her open wider, so wide she knew he could see every intimate
part of her.

The sound of wet suctioning filled the room and
mixed with her moans and his grunts of pleasure. It was after several
pleasure-pain filled moments that she found she was wantonly thrusting her
pussy into her face. The vibrations from his grunts went straight to her clit,
and she felt it become even more engorged.

“I’m so close.” Her words were soft and breathy
and came out of her without thought. She needed this, needed to feel Isaac
bring her to completion.

Her words seemed to fuel him on. He sucked,
licked, nipped, and fucked her with his mouth like it was the last thing he
would ever do. When she felt her orgasm nearing, her whole body tensed. Back
arched with impending pleasure, she felt him cup her breasts as he suctioned
his mouth around her clit harder. With his thumb and forefinger, Isaac pinched
her nipples until she felt them grow long. That was all she needed to explode.

On and on her climax seemed to go. Never once
did he remove his mouth from between her legs. It seemed the harder and longer
he sucked, the more intense her climax peaked. When she couldn’t take any more
of the pleasure, she gently pushed him away. Sweat coated her body and her
heart thundered like a freight train. When she was finally able to peel her eyelids
open, she saw Isaac hovered over her. Air left her in a gush when she felt his
steel-like erection slip against her still quivering pussy.

They stared at each other for several long
moments and then he dipped his head and kissed her softly. She could taste the
whiskey and herself on his lips, a combination that, although she had just had
an orgasm, brought her arousal to a fever pitch once again.

His cock felt hot against her flesh. How she
ached to feel his shaft penetrate her, thrust deep inside of her until she
didn’t know where he began and she ended. His hands were everywhere, stroking
her breasts, caressing her inner thighs, squeezing her flesh. All she wanted to
do was reach between their bodies, grab hold of his dick, and place it at the
entrance of her body. As if he read her mind, he took hold of her hand and
moved it between their bodies. He never stopped kissing her; in fact, he seemed
more ferocious and urgent.

With her hand so close to their genitals, she
felt her wetness coat the back of her fingers. It was hot and creamy, so
saturating that she knew once he was inside of her he would have no resistance.

“Take hold of me, Mona. Take hold of me and put
my cock where you ache.” He murmured against her lips and thrust gently against
her hand as if to emphasize his point.

She was nervous, so scared that her head felt
foggy and if she hadn’t been lying down she knew she would’ve passed out. Her
hand seemed to find his cock, and her pulse skyrocketed when she couldn’t wrap
her fingers around the girth. He seemed to pulse in her grip, and when she
placed him at the entrance of her pussy, it grew harder.

“Are you ready, Mona?”

No
. But this was what she had wanted for as long as she could remember.
When she removed her hand and gripped his biceps, she prepared herself for the
penetration. Isaac stared down at her, mere inches from her face. Their breath
mingled together as she anticipated what it would finally feel like to have him
inside of her.

Ever so slowly he started to push into her. The
wide head of his cock stretched the opening of her pussy and a delicious burn
traveled through her whole body. He was slow and gentle, but he was also
dominating. Mona curled her nails into his flesh and brought him closer. It
hurt, but the pain morphed into pleasure the deeper he tunneled inside of her.
Inch after inch he pushed into her.
 

“God, Mona. You’re so tight, so hot.” She could
see beads of perspiration dot his forehead as a look of pure ecstasy covered
his face. “This feels so good, so right.”

It did feel so right, and although she still
couldn’t wipe away the guilt that lingered in the back of her mind, she knew
that she would have never been able to stop wanting him. Her need would have only
grown in intensity.

He started thrusting into her, pulling out and
pushing back in. He was slow and gentle at first, but with each passing second
his speed and the pounding became harder. Their breathing became hard pants.
Mona moaned aloud.

Every time he pulled out of her, her pussy would
tighten around his shaft, as if trying to draw him in. The stretch and burn of
his cock filling her only increased her need to have him pounding all that
heavy flesh into her body.

“Wrap your legs around my waist,” Isaac said
against her cheek, his words muffled and out of breath.

She did as he asked and loved the feel of her
sweat-slicked skin rubbing against his. The act seemed to make what they were
doing more intimate. He kept his hand on her waist, grounding her to the bed,
to his domination. He may not have her tied up, but he was definitely
dominating her. Just when she felt another orgasm rise, he flipped them until
he was on his back and she was straddling his waist.

He stared up at her, his look sleepy, yet his
cock pulsing inside of her. “Ride me.”

Mona swallowed and placed her hands on his
pectoral muscles. She could feel his heart pound right beneath her palms. The
one time she had been intimate with a guy had been quick and forgettable. She
certainly hadn’t been on top or been given the opportunity to control the
pleasure they both felt.

Her pussy was so juicy that when she rose above
his cock it slipped almost all the way off with no effort. When she pushed back
down he closed his eyes and moaned. Up and down she moved, curling her nails
into his chest as the pleasure morphed into something so much more intense. Despite
her lack of knowledge of how to properly please a man, she took his facial
expressions to mean she was doing something right.

“Faster. Harder.” He gripped her waist tight.
When Mona slid down his shaft once more, she ground her pussy on the root of
his cock. They both groaned.

The exquisite pleasure of it all was too much.
Her orgasm crept up on her, threatening to rock her very existence. Isaac held
onto her tighter and started lifting his hips to thrust even harder into her.
Her breasts shook from the force and finally her climax peaked and she exploded
on top of him. Head thrown back, hands braced on his thighs and chest thrust
forward, Mona didn’t care how she looked. The pleasure was too much, so intense
that it sucked the breath out of her.