
Seducing My Dad’s Best Friend.
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Introduction
“That's it, now call me daddy while I fuck you like a dirty slut” my dad's best friend said tighting his grip on my waist and without warning, he rammed his big cock into my pussy.
I cried out and arched my back wanting more, I couldn't get enough of this fucking pleasure.
He rocked his hips back and forth, thrusting harder into my pussy.
“Now come for daddy.“ He ordered softly.
That was my undoing, I exploded around him.
“Good girl.“ He said giving my clit feathery strokes.
Chapter 1
Contains explicit content, do not read if not above 18.
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“Mnnn-Yes!-Arghhh!“
My dad's best friend had both of my hands held with handcuffs at the head side of his bed. My legs were tied with ropes to the ceiling, leaving both my legs hung in the air for my dad's best friend to grant easy access to my pussy.
He glances at me, A smile of pleasure escapes his lips, one that made me swallow a hard lump down my throat, knowing how hard I was about to get brutally fucked!
BEFORE IT ALL BEGAN.
“Bell rings”
“And that's it for today, make sure to read your history text book for your upcoming final exams, have a lovely weekend,” Mrs Roberta, our history teacher said.
Before she could finish her statement, students already bolted out of their seats and left the class.
I looked out the window, it was raining heavily, today of all days I came without my car.
My boyfriend Blake was going to give me a ride home. But where was Blake?
“YOURE NOT IN CLASS, WHERE ARE YOU?“ I texted
Immediately, my phone started ringing.
“Uh, Shimma… I'm sorry but I went home earlier.“
“It's raining I didn't bring my car.“ I said slipping my fingers into my hair in frustration.
“I'm taking Carla home.“ He finally confessed.
“What the act-…” before I could finish my statement he ended the call.
Carla was his ex, what was he doing with her. Fear ran through me like a nasty cold and I shivered.
I dialed my dad.
On the third ring, he picked up but it wasn't my dad talking, it was Mattias, his best friend.
“Shimma, your dad is in a conference briefing, he'll be busy for the next six hours.“
His voice was deep and low and so fucking sexy.
“Uh— okay.“ I answered stuttering. The man's voice alone was enough to turn me on.
“Do you have an urgent message for him?.“
“I'm in college, it's raining and I didn't bring my car.“
“I'll come and get you, wait.“
I wanted to ask how long I was supposed to wait but he ended the call. Did he even know what college I attended?.
I waited outside in the reception for thirty minutes, I called again but there was no response. My teeth were already clenched and my guts felt too cold. My fingers were freezing.
I waited thirty minutes more, an hour gone.
I was certain my father's best friend had forgotten about me.
I headed out into the rain after securing my phone in my purse.
The rain drops were hard, like tiny hails.
“Shimma!.“ I heard someone yelling.
The red ferrari was not hard to miss and sitting behind the wheel was Mattias.
I forgot about my undying sexual attraction and ran to the car in search for warmth, I opened the door and sighed when I was in the comfort of a roof over my head.
“You're wet.“ He said and instantly, I felt heat spread between my legs, I pressed my tighs together and swallowed hard.
I was wet from the rain alone but immediately he spoke, I felt the wetness in my pussy. I cursed softly under my breath.
“You were the one that made me wait an entire hour, I thought you forgot to come.“
“Is that anger I hear?.“ He asked, his tone held amusement but his eyes were cold…too cold.
“n-no sir.“ I said.
He drove off and I sat there in silence playing with my fingers to keep me distracted.
He darted In front of his big gate, signalling his gate guard to open the gate.
“Why did you bring me to your house?“ I asked.
I couldn't stand being alone with Mr Mattias, not in this freezing weather, not when I'm this horny just by his presence.
“Your parents wouldn't be coming home tonight, stay here tonight, I can't leave you at home all by yourself,” he said, his deep voice was assertive and commanding.
“I'm 20,” I said rolling my eyes.
“Did you just roll your eyes at me?.“
“No sir.“
“I think you just did.“
“I'm sorry.“
His brows crunckled but he chose to let my slip up slide.
He opened the door and exited, I ran behind him. He handed his car key to a young man that went ahead to park the car properly.
I watched him push the door open after unlocking it with his thumb print, he walked into the living room and I followed him behind.
It was almost dark inside, if it wasn't for the small lamp that was turned on.
“Come with me,” he said to me with his baritone voice, i clamped my legs together, as my pussy throbbed.
“Get a hold of your self Shimma,” i whispered, biting my lower lips, holding in the urge.
He paused and turned to me.
“What?“ He asked, his brows drawn closely.
“No, nothing,” I said, almost in a moan. He cleared his throat and continued walking up the stairs and I followed.
“This is your room, you can take a warm bath, and when you're done, come down stairs for dinner,” he turned on the light to my room so that I could see properly. I watched his eyes run down to my perky boobs, popping out of my White shirt that had become see through because of the wetness from the rain, making my hard nipples too visible.
I watched a kind of emotion cross his sea blue eyes but something made him take his eyes off and he cleared his throat awkwardly again.
“I'll make you some tea,” he said as I watched him leave.
This was my third time dialing Blake's number, but he wasn't responding, he barely missed my call.
I was done taking a warm shower and was now feeling much better, I looked at my dripping wet uniform, I couldn't wear them again, what should I do?
“Here's your cup of tea,” I heard Mr Mattias say, he was standing by the door with a tray.
“And why haven't you changed into your clothes yet,” he questioned, I guess i must have made him uncomfortable because my towel could barely cover my thighs.
“My clothes are drenched, I have nothing else to wear,” I said clutching my towel tightly.
“I had gotten you some clothes on my way to pick you up, drink up your tea and join me at the table,” he said pointing to the closet, i noticed that the whole time Mr Mattias spoke to me, he could barely turn to look at me. Why? Why couldn't he stand the sight of me wrapped in a towel.
“Buzz!“
I turned to where I had kept my phone, checking who the caller was, it was Blake.
“Hey, I saw your missed call,” he said bluntly.
“Why are you sounding so cold? I called to know the reason why you left me to go home in the rain, what is wrong with you lately?“ I caught myself yelling, gosh I didn't want Mr Mattias to hear me but damn I couldn't control the rage burning in me.
“Quit yelling at me and listen, look Shimma! I don't think this whole bullshit between us should go on, I'm done,”
“Done!“ I wasn't sure I heard Blake right.
He was breaking up with me!
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