Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Hard & Fast
Her daddy had it coming
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I grabbed my best friend’s dad, David, and pushed him onto the couch. If he wanted to push the envelope, I was game. He’d eaten me to an orgasm while his daughter, my best friend was on the line.
But I don’t get mad. No, I prefer to get even.
So I planted one hand on his chest, holding him down as I lined his huge weapon up with my soaked sex.
“Is this what you want, Daddy?” I asked stroking his huge mushroom shaped head against my folds. He wasn’t my dad, but boy did he like being called that. His dick throbbed in my hand.
“Yes,” he groaned, grabbing my hips he pulled me down onto him.
I moaned as he bottomed out inside me.
The truth is, I felt like such a slut riding my friend’s dad, what I wasn’t expecting was just how good it felt. The fact he was married, and totally off limits should have made me feel awful but instead it just made me wet.
His wife had never been my biggest fan, and clearly she wasn’t taking care of him. He’d shown up every Saturday without fail for weeks now. She was at golf, or something, flirting with her instructor, meanwhile her hubby never failed to get a hole in one.
Poor guy had big blue balls when I’d found him on Tinder, and from the first time I’d seen what he was working with, I hadn’t been able to say no.
I planted both hands on his strong chest. “See how wet you make me?”
There was a satisfying wet schlick as he hammered home.
A broad grin spread across his lips. “I should have done this years ago.”
“You’re incorrigible,” I replied grinding against him. I rocked back and forth, enjoying just how full he made me feel. There was no doubt in my mind this was going to explode spectacularly, but in the mean time I needed him distracted enough to get my revenge.
He reached up, his hands cupping my chest as I rode him cowgirl on my couch. His fingers teased my hard nipples and I let out an involuntary groan of pure pleasure.
I loved it when my lovers played with my nipples. It sent little tingles of pleasure right through me. I let his hands roam all over my body, they brought pleasure wherever they went.
“You’re so damn hot,” he groaned. “I can’t believe you’re wasting time on Tinder. You should have men knocking down your door.”
“Oh they’re around,” I replied. “But they’re not working with nearly as much as you are.”
“So you just want me for my cock?” he asked, a big old grin on his face.
“It certainly doesn’t hurt,” I replied.
Something I’d never realized before hooking up with Tina’s dad, was just how much harder older men were willing to work to bring me pleasure. The boys I’d dated had been a bundle of two-pump chumps. But David had a stamina that put them to shame, and he built on his prodigous efforts with his tongue and fingers.
I waited until he was well and truly distracted, his eyes closed as I rode him hard. Discreetly I reached over the edge of the couch and found his phone. He’d made me answer mine while he tasted me, now it was his turn to concentrate.
Fiddling about in his contacts, I found his wife, and pressed dial. I waited till it was ringing then pressed it to his ear with one hand, while I trapped his hands on my tits with my other.
“Wait, what?” his eyes bolted open as he felt the screen against his face.
“Focus, Daddy, it’s your wife,” I whispered.
She answered as I mouthed the words, “payback time.”
His mouth dropped open in surprise and I took the liberty of grinding against him as hard as I could. He’d made me climax while my best friend listened in. I had no intention of making this easy for him.
He stifled a groan as his wife answered. Even from here I could hear her shrill voice. “What is it David? I’m mid lesson.”
That’s convenient, I thought to myself. I’m teaching your husband a thing or two right now.
He looked like he wanted to hang up that moment, but that wouldn’t be fair. So I bent down and whispered in his other ear. “The moment that call ends, I’m getting up.”
David shook his head, and the game was on. “Sorry to interrupt you, hun, I was just wondering what our plans were for this evening.”
His wife, let out a frustrated groan, but I lifted his hand to my lips and sucked one of his fingers into my mouth. Giving him something else to think about as he enjoyed my soaked pussy.
She was clearly halfway through some long-winded tirade, so I lowered myself close to his face and fed him my nipple, biting my lip as he sucked it into his mouth.
Then abruptly he stopped. “Yes, I know dear. Sorry, just doing some tidying up around the house.”
I dropped the phone for him to take care of it, so I could better focus my attention of giving him the ride of his life. I picked up the tempo, leaning back to savor the feel of his monster inside me.
There was no escaping the sound of his shaft plundering my tight little pussy, and it was starting to filter down the phone. I could feel his thrusts growing more erratic.
“Sorry dear, just mopping the floor,” he lied as his cock went schlick, schlick, schlick inside me.
If he kept that up he was going to have to mop my juices up.
Bending down over him, I rubbed my nubile body up and down his chest as I took him.
Running my fingers through his hair I gripped him tight, my lips finding his ear. “That’s it, Daddy, cum for me,” I whispered. “Fill me up while you talk to your wife.”
He let go of the phone, sandwiching it against his ear with his shoulder so he could use both hands on my tits. He didn’t make it two more thrusts before he buried himself deep inside me and exploded.
It was like the hoover dam breaking as he flooded me with a full week’s worth of pent up sexual frustration.
“Goodbye dear, enjoy your game,” he said into the phone, a very satisfied smile on his face.
I hung up the call for him and tossed it aside. I sat up, still impaled on him as I rode him, more gently this time, milking every last drop out of him.
“Somebody got a little worked up,” I laughed. “I think you enjoyed your punishment a little too much.”
“That was supposed to be a punishment?” he replied. “Can I have another, scrap that, I’ll take two.”
I shook my head. “Don’t get greedy, Daddy. I’ve got to meet Tina.”
He sat up, scooped me up, his hard cock sliding out of my well used pussy. Before I knew it he had me bent over the armrest, his juices running down my leg as he took me from behind.
“Still hard, Daddy?” I asked as he thundered into me.
I rested my head on the soft leather and let him take what he wanted. He just felt so damned good. “Ok, Daddy. I suppose another one can’t hurt.”
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