My Best Friend's Dad

 

In the upscale suburbs of Scottsdale, Arizona, the sun blazed down relentlessly during the summer break. Sophia Martinez, a 21-year-old college student home from UCLA, had been spending most of her days at her best friend Lauren’s house. Lauren’s family had a massive villa-style home with a huge backyard pool, a home theater, and every luxury imaginable. Lauren’s dad, David Reynolds, was a 48-year-old successful real estate developer — tall, broad-shouldered, salt-and-pepper hair, and a deep tan from years of golfing and weekend hikes. He had that quiet, confident daddy energy that made women of all ages glance twice.

Sophia had known Mr. Reynolds since high school, but this summer something felt different. She had blossomed into a stunning young woman — long dark hair, smooth olive skin, full C-cup breasts, a tiny waist, and a round, firm ass that looked incredible in her bikini bottoms. She noticed how Mr. Reynolds’ eyes lingered on her when she was sunbathing by the pool or walking around the house in her short summer dresses.

Lauren’s mom was away in Europe for three weeks on a girls’ trip, and Lauren herself had left for a four-day music festival in California with her boyfriend. That left Sophia and Mr. Reynolds alone in the big house for the weekend. Sophia had told her parents she was staying over to “help water the plants and watch the house.”

The first evening, the Arizona heat was still intense even after sunset. Sophia came downstairs wearing a thin white tank top with no bra and tiny pink cotton shorts that barely covered her ass cheeks.

“Mr. Reynolds, the pool lights aren’t working properly,” she said sweetly, leaning against the kitchen island.

David looked up from his whiskey glass. His eyes traced the outline of her hard nipples pressing against the thin fabric. “I’ll take a look after dinner, sweetheart. You hungry?”

They ordered sushi and shared a bottle of chilled white wine on the patio. Conversation flowed easily — college life, her breakup with her ex, his stressful work. The wine loosened them both. Sophia sat cross-legged on the outdoor couch, giving him occasional glimpses between her thighs.

“You’ve really grown up, Sophia,” David said, his voice lower than usual. “You’re not the shy little girl who used to come over anymore.”

Sophia bit her lip and smiled. “I noticed you looking at me differently this summer, Mr. Reynolds.”

The air grew thick with tension. David set his glass down. “I shouldn’t be looking at my daughter’s best friend like this.”

“But you do,” Sophia whispered, moving closer. “And I like it.”

That was the spark. David pulled her onto his lap. Their mouths met in a hungry, passionate kiss. His big hands roamed over her body, squeezing her ass as she straddled him. Sophia moaned softly into his mouth, grinding against the growing bulge in his shorts.

He carried her inside like she weighed nothing, straight to the master bedroom. He laid her on the king-sized bed and slowly stripped her. First the tank top came off, revealing her perfect round breasts. He sucked on her nipples hungrily while his fingers slipped inside her shorts, finding her already dripping wet.

“Fuck, you’re soaked for me,” he growled.

Sophia whimpered as he pushed two thick fingers inside her tight pussy, curling them expertly while his thumb rubbed her clit. She came hard within minutes, shaking and moaning his name.

David stood up and removed his clothes. His cock was thick, veiny, and rock hard — easily 8.5 inches with a fat head. Sophia’s eyes widened with lust. She crawled to the edge of the bed and took him into her mouth, sucking eagerly, trying to fit as much as she could down her throat.

“Good girl,” he groaned, holding her hair and gently fucking her pretty face.

After a few minutes he couldn’t wait anymore. He flipped her onto her back, spread her legs wide, and rubbed his cock along her slick folds.

“Tell me you want it,” he said.

“I want your cock, Mr. Reynolds… please fuck me,” Sophia begged.

He pushed in slowly, stretching her tight young pussy. Sophia gasped loudly as he filled her completely. Once he bottomed out, he started thrusting — deep, powerful strokes that made her tits bounce. The sound of skin slapping filled the luxurious bedroom.

“Harder… fuck me harder, Daddy,” she moaned.

David’s eyes darkened with lust at the word. He grabbed her hips and pounded her relentlessly, his heavy balls slapping against her ass. He fucked her in missionary, then flipped her over and took her doggy style, spanking her round ass red while driving deep.

Sophia came twice more — once on his cock in doggy, screaming into the pillow, and again when he had her riding him reverse cowgirl, watching her ass bounce on his thick shaft.

Finally, he pinned her down in missionary again, thrusting furiously.

“I’m going to cum inside you,” he growled.

“Yes, Daddy! Fill me up!” Sophia cried, wrapping her legs around him.

With a deep groan, David buried himself to the hilt and exploded, pumping thick, hot ropes of cum deep into her pussy. They stayed locked together, panting and sweaty.

That night was only the beginning. Over the next three days they fucked everywhere — in the pool, on the kitchen counter, in the shower, and multiple times in the master bed. David taught her how to take his cock deeper, how to squirt, and how good it felt to be fucked in the ass (which she eventually loved). Sophia became addicted to her best friend’s dad’s cock and experienced.

When Lauren returned, Sophia acted normal around her friend, but every time Mr. Reynolds was nearby, she felt his cum still leaking into her panties and smiled secretly.

Their forbidden affair continued secretly throughout the summer — stolen moments, late-night visits when Lauren was asleep, and risky quickies whenever they could. The danger of getting caught only made it hotter.