Daddy's Friend Collection: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance Book Bndle

by Amy Brent

  “Jesus…how am I supposed to hold out with you practically milking me of my seed?” When he was at the edge, he once again left me empty and came around to let me taste myself along the length of him. I gave him the hot recess of my throat. I left him glistening and ready for more. His smile told me that he appreciated my efforts and then he buried it deep within me one more time.

  I was shaking to the core and my body was responding with my juices streaming down the length of him. He fucked me hard and drove me around the office like I was some wild stallion to be tamed. He never ceased to amaze me. Every time that he was getting close, he would bring things to a standstill.

  “I don’t think that I’ve ever cum…that many times. Let me bring you the kind of pleasure that you gave me.” This time, he didn’t hold back and the pounding presence of his member was relentlessly slamming up against my slippery walls.

  “I’m so happy that I was the one to take your virginity. I would hate to think that somebody else got that pleasure. Yes…just a few more thrusts and that should just about…do it… AHHHHH.” I felt that moment arrive and the heat that filled me was giving me this sense of euphoria. I basked in the way that he fucked me until he had nothing left. I was only glad that I was able to keep things down to a dull roar. “Damn… I think that your mother leaving was a blessing in disguise. Is it just me, or do you also feel like she deserves to know that we have found love in each other’s arms? I won’t announce that until she signs the paper and then we’ll see what her reaction is.” All I had to do was fold my dress back into place. I went back to my desk with his seed dripping down my legs. I was glad that the desk was hiding my shame although I really didn’t think that I had anything to be ashamed of.

  At the end of the day, he fucked me over my desk with the possibility of somebody returning for something that they forgot. We were insatiable. It was like we had been waiting for each other all of our lives.

  In the months that followed, we were trying everything in the book. I wanted to know every aspect of what sex had to offer and the very idea of a ball gag and handcuffs had now come into play. The added bonus of the blindfold made it possible for him to bring in a young lady of feminine persuasion. I found myself eating my first pussy and having my pussy eaten by a woman. I found that it wasn’t as good as Dave and maybe he had that extra something that turned my crank. I appreciated the fact that he was willing to share me and I was planning something of a surprise for him that might have him thinking that he was seeing double. There were twin blonde babes at my gym and I had talked openly about my relationship with Dave and they were most anxious to meet his acquaintance.

  Dave made my mother an offer that she couldn’t refuse. She signed on the dotted line and then I walked in to wrap my arms around the love of my life. She was shocked and called us every name in the book, but then she stormed off leaving us to live in harmony.

  I found out that I was pregnant and there was no doubt that Dave was the father to be. He was a little concerned at first, but then he realized that my mother’s opinion meant nothing. We had found each other. I didn’t care how it happened. It was enough to know that I had found the man that would always challenge me in and out of the bedroom.

  Daddy’s Girl (Stacey)

  I sit here wearing this beautiful black dress that hugs my every curves and I know that I have gotten John’s attention from the way that he looks at me when he thinks that I’m not watching. It brings this flush to my cheeks and I know that tonight is the night that he wants to consummate our relationship. I can feel that sexual tension in the air and the way that he licks his lips makes me wonder if I have the courage to go through with this.

  This restaurant is ripe with romance. The candles are lit and the tablecloths are made of this very soft silk that feels good against my fingertips. I’m 23 years old and I’ve never let liquor touch my lips until tonight. The wine had this fruity balance of sweetness that had me overindulging despite my misgivings about my inhibitions flowing away within the influence of that alcohol.

  I couldn’t say that he didn’t look good in that blue suit that hung on his body like it was made specifically for him. I touched the rim of my glass and I moved my finger around it absently looking at him and knowing that this was his plan all along.

  I could feel his foot unencumbered by socks or shoes running up the calf of my leg and igniting a certain spark that was only going to take the mere hot breath of his mouth to bring it to an all time boil. The grazing motion of his toes caused me to squirm and feel like I was that close to succumbing to my baser instincts.

  “If I haven’t told you already tonight, then let me be the first one to tell you that you look amazing. I will say that that dress would look better lying on the floor of my condo. I know that you said that you would think about it and I was hoping that maybe you had an answer to my proposal. It may not be conventional for couples to engage in extra marital sex before the marriage, but I don’t see why we have to stick to that tradition.” He was saying all the right things and it didn’t hurt that he was smiling and giving off that air of sexuality. That man was a catch that had most women speechless.

  “I’ve given this a lot of thought, John. I know that you intended to seduce me with the food first and then the liquor to complement it. I feel that we have come a long way and that a few more nights are not going to hurt us. It will make the wedding night even that much more special, but I have to say that this whole thing that you have set up tonight has given me food for thought.” In one breath, I had told him that it wasn’t going to happen and in the next, I was giving him that inkling of hope that he could grab onto.

  “The one thing that I haven’t heard from you is the word no. Let’s not dwell on something that is in the near future. I’m sure that we can do other things besides going all the way. I know that I’ve been anxious to taste you.” I sputtered the wine that was in my mouth. I’d never heard him talk so blatant, but it was an easy way to supply me with the necessary encouragement to take this to the next level.

  “I can’t promise you anything, but you are certainly on the right track.” I’d forgotten about my mother’s invitation coming back unanswered. She left me five years ago to fend for myself under the strict guidance of my stepfather Joseph. I was 18 at the time and seeing her walk out of my life without even a second glance was not something that a daughter should have to endure. I understood that she wasn’t in love with Joseph anymore and that the young buck across the street had turned out to be more than just a casual acquaintance.

  “I mean every word that I’m saying to you, Stacey. We’ve been together for over two years and you have to admit that I’ve been very patient. I don’t know if it’s the dress or the restaurant or maybe it’s the liquor, but it’s causing me to feel this need for that release.” He was talking about his manhood. I’d seen him when he was aroused and all the blood that had accumulated down below was not hard to recognize with the naked eye.

  “I know that you’re being sincere and maybe we can do something before the wedding. I’ve had a little bit too much to drink, but it still is not enough for me to cast aside my moral upbringing. I go to church every Sunday and they stress abstinence until marriage. It’s not what you want to hear, but I’m trying to be honest with you. I do think that I can give you something to at least whet your appetite for the main event.” I never saw anybody pay the check that quickly and then he dragged me caveman style out to the car.

  We drove over to his old high school and he pulled me against my will until we were standing at the goal post. He circled me and then bit my neck causing my legs to shudder and shake under that kind of attention. I felt his hands linger along the straps of the black dress and then he was lifting it over my shoulders and letting it fall over my curves until it was landing at my feet. He expertly undid my bra and let it magically appear in his hands. I instinctively put my arms over my chest, but he peeled them aside to look at my huge assets. He touched me and my nipple became
instantly erect and then he gave them a tongue lashing that had me practically ready to jump his bones.

  I had blond hair down to my shoulders, and green eyes that seemed to see through any of those lies that other guys would say to me. John was different and I really couldn’t tell when he was putting on airs or giving me the god honest truth. “I think that I can give you some incentive.” He followed that up by getting on his knees, holding my hips and raising the skirt part of that dress every little inch until my panties soaking wet with my excitement was now right in front of his face.

  He took a swipe with his tongue and I had to hold onto his shoulders with my nails digging into his flesh to prevent myself from falling to his eager hands. He peeled my panties to the side and I heard the wet fabric between his fingertips. He leaned forward and I heard him sniffing and then making this animal like sound like

  he couldn’t control himself.

  The only light was from the brief peek of moonlight coming through the clouds, but it was more enough for me to see what he was doing. He had somehow opened my legs and the high heels that I wearing was teetering on the edge.

  I had to finally kick them free from my feet and I had no idea where they went in my overanxious state. I might not be like other girls, but John seemed to gravitate towards me, even though I didn’t project that kind of hard body. I prided myself on being different and standing at 5’5, 150 pounds left me with a lot coming and going. My breasts were all natural D cups and I had a feeling that was the main reason why John had shown me any sign that he was even interested.

  “I don’t know if we should… Oh fuck…WOW… I didn’t know that it was gonna be better than my fucking fingers.” I’d never had a guy go down on me and John had touched me inappropriately a couple of times, but it was by my own request.

  This was a whole lot different and was drawing out those moans of excitement that I couldn’t contain within myself. I was breathing heavy, chest rising and falling with each breath and my skin was now showing signs of a glistening perspiration.

  He had my clit right where he wanted it and was now sucking it with the purpose of getting me off. I held on for as long as I could, but his insistence was intoxicating. I came with this splash of confidence and he never moved from his position like I was that finger licking good.

  “I have no words. I have to do something for you. You’re going to have to be patient and this is the first time that I’ve ever done anything like this.” I was on my knees and I had his fly open with his cock touching my lips and then the sound of eight cylinders came roaring down onto the field. The headlights caught me with his cock in my hand with a string of his stuff now clinging to my lips.

  “I won’t let you do this.” I shielded my eyes and I looked to see that Joseph my stepfather had decided to interfere where his nose didn’t belong. “Get in here, unless you want me to come out there and drag you to this truck. I told you that I didn’t trust him and until that ring is on your finger, none of what you’re thinking about doing is going to happen. Do you know what the minister would say if he saw you like this? He would never be able to look at you the same way again.” I saw the disappointment in John’s eyes and then suddenly he looked like he couldn’t stand it anymore. His cock jerked and I moved to the side before he could give me that first blast right between the eyes.

  He stood there and gave into that sensation, while I gathered my clothes and grabbed the one shoe that I could find. I left him with his eyes closed and a permanent smile etched across his face. I didn’t do much more than kiss the tip, but it seemed to be enough to send him over the edge.

  The wedding was scheduled for tomorrow and here I was looking at this letter that John had cowardly slipped underneath the door at the crack of dawn. “I can’t live with your stepfather’s constant interference in our lives. To be honest, I was only in this to see if I could sleep with you before the wedding. I’m leaving with an old girlfriend that knows how to please her man. This wedding was a sham from the moment that I gave you that ring. If you have any delusions of pawning it, then don’t bother. It’s not worth anything. You thought that it was a diamond but it only looked that way. I don’t really care if you find happiness and I’m just glad that I’m away from the ice princess.” He never signed it, but his words struck a chord that I wasn’t expecting.

  I dropped the letter and I ran upstairs and slammed the door shut to feel this pit of isolation come over me. I couldn’t even imagine why anybody would want me and now that John had cast me aside, it was bringing back those doubts that I was even worth anything at all. I didn’t want to give him that kind of power, but it was difficult not to think that something was wrong with me.

  “I know that you can hear me. I read the letter and it’s better that you find out before the wedding than after. He was never good for you. It’s not what you want to hear, but I think that a change of scenery is best for both of us. I’ve arranged for us to go to my friend’s condominium in Barbados. You won’t have to pack much. A little sun and surf won’t do you any harm. I’m not taking no for an answer. If you’re not down in that truck within the next 10 minutes with whatever you can carry then I’m going to kick this door down and don’t think that I won’t.” Joseph was the one person that would always tell me the truth and it didn’t hurt that seeing him coming out of the shower with a towel on had raised a few fantasies that I couldn’t seem to get away from.

  Even when I was about to go down on John, I was thinking about Joseph. Even while he was eating me, I was imagining that it was Joseph supplying me with that necessary reprieve from daily life. I didn’t have anything to hold me here and the job waitressing was pretty much dead end. I was planning to go back to school and get my degree to become a teacher. I thought that I had a lot to give and my biological clock was ticking.

  5 minutes later and I was wiping the tears and hoping that getting away from all of my worries would do me a world of good. John had done the impossible by opening me up to the possibilities of a truly physical relationship. I just had to find a way to convince Joseph that my honor was his for the taking. I was looking forward to shedding some layers and showing my curves. It might give him ideas and it’s not like I hadn’t noticed the way that he has been watching me lately.

  He would disappear into the bathroom after seeing me sunbathing in the backyard. It did stroke my ego to know that his interest in me was more than just fatherly instinct. He had tattoos on his shoulders and one of a very intricate snake wrapped around his neck. I’d seen him coming out of the shower and that tattoo went well below where my eager eyes could see.

  I didn’t want to make it look too easy for him, so I feigned a stubborn attitude with my arms crossed. I didn’t think that was going to last long.

  “Stacey, I don’t want you to even give him a second thought and he’s not worth all the heartache that you are feeling right about now. This is where you finally close that chapter on your life and start another. You probably thought that he was the only man that would ever want you, but trust me there are guys that would knock down the door to be near you. You are sexy and you have more to offer than most would ever imagine. I’ve seen the way that you have blossomed into a young woman and I know that things are going to look up for you. Just keep your eyes open and you never know when opportunities will come around when you least expect from.” He was giving me his stepfather advice, but his cock was rising and becoming something of a focal point for my wide open eyes.

  It probably didn’t do him any good that I was wearing this very short leather blue skirt and a white halter top that didn’t exactly contain my overabundance. I don’t even know why I had put these on. I was begging him for more than just a casual glance.

  “You might be right and what I’ve been looking for might be right in front of me and I didn’t even know it. I don’t know how to say this, Joseph, but I think that I want you to be my first.” I had no idea how I came up with the right words to convey what I wanted to say. It seemed
like my tongue was two sizes too big for my mouth and I was so dry that I could’ve probably drank a liter of water and still be parched.

  There was this awkward silence inside the truck as his fingers gripped the steering wheel. I waited to see what his response was going to be and then I got the surprise of my life with his fingers touching my bare knee. It moved cautiously up underneath the hem of my skirt. His fingers came in contact with the wetness of my desire for him. This had to be some kind of wet dream that I was going to wake up from with my hand digging obscenely between the lips of my pussy.

  “I’ve always wondered what it would be like, but I never thought that this day would actually come. You deserve so much better than John. He was unworthy of your love and affection. I don’t think that you were truly in love with him and maybe you were just clinging to the only man that you thought could ever love you. If you’re serious, then I would be honored to give you your first lessons. I do have to warn you ahead of time that I can be a pretty strict taskmaster.” The idea that he would be firm and demanding had never occurred to me, but now it was sending a chill down my spine with more than anticipation.

  I swallowed hard, realizing that I had put it out there and he had grabbed the ball and was now running for the touchdown. His fingers had touched me and that one moment of sheer bliss radiated through my features like I couldn’t get enough. He pulled them aside and unlike John, he was in no hurry to go any further than what he had already done.