by Carl East
The first thing I did once we’d gotten dressed was ask him why he’d been so intense. He replied that he knew we couldn’t have sex over the weekend, because of his daughter and wanted something to tide him over. I laughed at that, but then looked forward to when Marybeth was due home the next time.
The End
My Other Daddy 3
I was waiting for Marybeth’s phone call when the phone rang. I quickly answered it only to find that my other daddy was on the line.
“Hi Mr. Booth, has she arrived yet?” I said.
“She just rang to let me know that she’s twenty minutes away and asked me to ring you. She wants you to be over here when she arrives,” replied Mr. Booth.
“Okay, I’ll be over in a few minutes.”
I put the phone down and quickly grabbed my jacket. I was actually nervous about seeing my best friend again. I knew it was irrational, I mean, I doubted she’d care with whom her father had sexual relations. Yet, I couldn’t shake this feeling that she’d be upset with me. I had decided not to tell her yet, but I hated keeping secrets from her. We once swore that we’d tell each other everything, no matter what.
I arrived just in time to see Marybeth pulling up at the front of the house. She looked great and seemed to be very happy. She almost jumped into my arms in way of a greeting, and told me how much she’d missed her best bud. She greeted her father with equal enthusiasm, and before long, she was telling us everything that was happening at college. After that, her dad went out to the get some things from the store. That’s when she got serious and asked me a few questions.
“Is dad seeing someone Anne?” she suddenly said.
I didn’t know what to say at first and then I began to ask her questions to see what she knew.
“Why do you ask?” I replied.
“I phoned him a few times when I was in college and he seemed really happy. I haven’t seen him this happy since mom, so I thought. Perhaps he’s seeing someone else.”
“I have a confession to make,” I blurted out, “Your dad is seeing someone.”
“Oh my god, who is it? Is it anyone I know?”
I braced myself and then went ahead.
“The thing is Mary, as you know I’ve always got on with your father and…”
“It’s you, isn’t it?” interrupted Mary.
“Yes, it just happened one day, soon after you’d gone to college and I’ve been feeling guilty about it ever since,” I replied, feeling relieved to finally get it off my chest.
I waited for a moment, not sure how she was going to take it and then she laughed.
“This is the best news I could’ve hoped for, I’m so happy for you guys,” she said, much to my surprise. “If dad’s happy, I’m happy.”
I cannot tell you how much of a relief it was to hear her say that, but then I learned why she was so agreeable.
“I have a confession of my own and I’ve wanted to tell someone about it from day one,” she said.
“Okay, so spill girlfriend, and don’t skip anything out,” I replied.
She sat back in the chair and told me what this confession was all about, in detail.
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When I arrived at college, I didn’t know anyone and I felt completely alone for the first two days. On the third day, I attended a lecture in Professor Anderson’s class. He is such a nice person, and most of the women have a crush on him. Anyway, he could see that I had an aptitude for the subject he was teaching and offered to help me. I thought that was nice of him, so I accepted his offer. He had an apartment on campus so we arranged to meet there at four o’clock the next day. I turned up the next day to find that he’d completely forgotten our arrangement and was extremely apologetic. I told him not to worry and that we can do it another day. He told me no, a promise was a promise and that he always kept his promises.
He showed me through into the sitting room and took my jacket. We sat down and he handed me a book, telling me to study it over the course of the following week, as there was going to be a test. Most of the answers could be found in that book. He then offered me a drink of lemonade, which I accepted and we started to talk. It was all very innocent at first, until I clumsily dropped my full glass of lemonade down the front of my white blouse.
The worst part of that, which I didn’t realize at first, was that most of the drink had covered my right breast. The blouse I was wearing was so thin that he could clearly see my sheer-bra through it. When I did realize, I was mortified, but then he asked me to remove it so he could throw it into the dryer, and handed me a towel.
I couldn’t sit there with my undergarment showing, so I did as he suggested. He turned his back and I quickly took the blouse off and covered myself with the towel. I’d taken my bra off as well and hidden it in my bag. Anyway, we carried on talking and then he caught me drifting off into my own fantasy world as I stared at him. He was quite a good-looking man and I’m only human. I jolted back to reality when he shifted in his seat and I caught him staring at me. We were both silently sitting there, staring at each other, when suddenly he leaned over and kissed me.
I didn’t know what to do at first, I mean I liked him, probably more than I should, but he was my professor. I nervously kissed him back and suddenly he was joining me on the sofa and sliding my towel down. I felt anxious as his large smooth hands slid up beneath my breasts to cup them, and then he started to suck on my nipples, first one and then the other. He moved from side to side as he lifted them to his waiting lips.
With a gentle movement, he slid me downward and freed up his hand to slide it back down to my waist. Toying with the fabric there, I felt his hand drift down to my legs and finding skin, he slowly moved his hand up my skirt. Fingering the silk he found there, he started to play with the growing wetness at my slit and he began to use the slippery fabric to tease me. He stroked my pussy, parting the lips until he could feel the rigid bud and the downward to the waiting opening.
I was so excited by the feel of his fingers touching me that my panties were soaked. I spread my legs wider in invitation to delve deeper and as he sucked on my hardened nipple, I felt him pull the fabric to one side and then he slowly started to finger me.
I moaned in excitement as he continue moving from nipple to nipple, giving gentle bites as he sucked them, opening my eyes I felt his finger move to play with my pleasure point, I looked down and saw the distended bulge in his pants.
My eyes widened when I saw the huge bulge pushing against the zipper. He had a big cock, and as I felt him stroke my pussy, I watched, as it seemed to leap up against the fabric, which contained it. The more I watched and thought about seeing it, the wetter I became. Then he suddenly stopped sucking my nipples and with a wicked smile, he moved to kneel down between my legs. His strong hand spread my legs wide and as he moved downward, he pushed them apart further until I was spread wide open before him.
He ran his tongue down the crease of my legs and up and over the smooth bare skin before him. He glanced up in approval as he began to tongue the bare silken mound and I thanked heaven that I had shaved myself to silky smoothness the night before. With a single motion, his heated mouth came down on me to lick and suck my throbbing clit. Oh my god, his tongue was doing wonders for me as he tongued and tugged it masterfully and within seconds, I was screaming in pleasure for the first time that day.
I thrust my hips against his mouth in restless pleasure as my thighs closed around him in bliss. I felt the shudders of completion overwhelm my body with his gentle touch. I kept coming, as he seemed to know just how much pressure to apply to my sensitive point. It felt so wonderful that my toes curled in pleasure, but the thing is, he didn’t stop.
He kept licking me off to the side of my sensitive nib and slid his tongue down to my heaving opening and then he began to finger me as he tried to stick his tongue in at the same time. The pleasure began to quickly build again as my moans filled the air. Another finger stretched me wider, and then a third.
His tongue sl
id closer to my bud as his fingers delved deeper and as he curled his long fingers upward, he moved his tongue to swipe over my clit and I swear I saw stars. I came again in such a mind numbing rush that I almost forgot to breathe. I continued to shudder in bliss as I felt him lift up his body. I was thoroughly pleasured but I still wanted to feel his hard cock inside me as I watched him unzip his pants in front of me. Shoving his pants and boxers down, I watched as his cock thrust free. The thick mushroom head was dripping in excitement and I didn’t want to wait, I had to touch the rigid length.
I leaned forward, took hold of his cock with both hands, and placed the slippery end into my mouth. He rocked slowly back and forth allowing about a third of it into my waiting mouth. I slid one hand to his ass to grab his cheek and thrust him in deeper, while I began to play with his balls with my other hand. He stood there in front of me with his legs thrust apart so that I could massage his heavy lust-filled sacs. I toyed with their hardness, knowing that soon they would be spurting in pleasure. I trailed a finger down to the soft spot underneath them and gently began to tease the sensitive spot as the rest of my fingers trailed the seam of his ass.
He moaned in pleasure as I fingered and sucked him as he had fingered and sucked me. I ran my tongue around his massive length as I sucked and he started to groan aloud with pleasure. I’ve never been that good at giving head, but with him, I became an expert. I think it was because he had given me such pleasure, that I wanted to show him how much he’d pleased me.
At one point, I was managing to take more than half of it into my mouth and as I pulled back to his bell-end and sucked hard on its rigid end, I felt the first pulses of his orgasm. He slid his hands to both sides of my head, and slid his fingers deeply into my hair as he groaned in pleasure and started to shoot his load into my mouth. With each pulse into my mouth, his hips rocked forward and I kept swallowing his bursts of pleasure. I licked and sucked with each forward thrust and kept swallowing until he moaned in completion and stopped coming.
He bent down to kiss me and then picked me up from the sofa and turned me around. I knew what was coming because his cock was still full and hard. I knelt there on the sofa with my ass in the air, so wet and ready, that I screamed in pleasure when he thrust his hardened cock into me. He angled his cock deep, deeper than I’ve ever felt, as he thrust his hips repeatedly. I could feel his rigid bell-end hitting bottom as it moved and rubbed around my slippery walls. With each thrust, I gripped tighter until I felt myself explode again on his rigid pole. I shook in ecstasy as I came again on waves of pleasure that I’d never known before.
Suddenly he stiffened behind me and then I could feel his spurts as he came again, deep inside me, and I sighed in wonder at the experience. I thought that would be the end, but he pulled out, turned me around and lifted me up. The next thing I know is that I’m gripping his neck and he’s fucking me in a standing position.
Oh, my god, Anne, it felt incredible, I mean until that day I’d only ever experienced a wham bam thank you ma’am kind of fuck, with little or no feeling put into it whatsoever. I never knew that sex could feel like that.
He was standing there, thrusting up into me, as my stiff nipples rubbed against his chest. His hands gripped my ass hard and when I gripped his waist tighter with my legs, it hit that special spot and suddenly I was coming again. I’d forgotten how many times I’d climaxed at that point, but I could feel he was starting to get tired, so I began to lift myself up, using his shoulders and drop myself down again. He must have enjoyed that, because he came for a third time. Then he gently laid me onto the sofa and we cuddled as both of us were exhausted. We’ve made love nearly every day since and I can’t get enough of him.
****
“Wow Marybeth, that was some fucking going on there,” I said in awe.
She laughed and then asked about her dad and me. I told her a few things, although I didn’t tell her in quite the same detail. I did tell her about the cinema incident, to which she couldn’t believe. After that, we just caught up on everything else that had been going on in our lives.
The next day all three of us went to the beach, just as we used to. It was a great weekend and only made sad when Marybeth had to leave again to return to college. I didn’t know it at the time, but my time with Mr. Booth was ending. However, the most erotic adventure with him hadn’t happened yet.
Chapter 2
Mr. Booth met a woman, nearer his own age, a week after Marybeth went back to college. They hit it off almost immediately, and although I was hurt by their encounter, I didn’t try to stop it. I guess, I thought what we had, couldn’t last. I actually met her and found that I liked her straight away. Mr. Booth had introduced me as a friend of his daughter’s, and we got to chatting about her life.
She’d been married to a loving man, who had died of cancer. She was full of life and after almost a year of mourning his death, she was ready to live again. I couldn’t be the one to bring that dream crashing down so I made myself scarce. I knew that I would never forget what Mr. Booth and I had shared, which made it easier to walk away. Little did I know that my greatest sexual adventure with Mr. Booth was still to happen?
A month later, I had dropped out of college and was working in a bar. The wages were pathetic but the tips were awesome. The bar was in such a good nightspot that it was rare to have a slow day and on most days, I made $150 in tips alone. The person who owned the bar, whose name was Patrick, occasionally had a few friends around after hours and they would play cards.
Anyway, on this particular day he asked me if I wouldn’t mind staying after hours to serve drinks to a few of his friends. He told me that he’d pay me an extra thirty bucks if I did, so I agreed. When closing time came around, guess who one of his friends was. It was Mr. Booth along with a couple of his friends from work. I was so happy to see him, but I didn’t let on that I knew him intimately. He asked me how I was doing when he came up to the bar for drinks and I told him that things were great. He informed me that the new woman in his life had gone to stay with her elderly mother for a couple of days.
I served them drinks for the next couple of hours and it was pleasant to see them all joking and laughing about this and that. When it came time to leave for the night, we all left together, which is when I discovered I’d gotten a flat tire. The problem was I hadn’t gotten around to fixing the spare, which was also flat. The men offered me a lift and I accepted. When we arrived at my apartment, I asked them in for a nightcap and they all said yes. I once again I found myself serving drinks.
I don’t know what came over me that night, I mean I’d only had a couple of drinks, but I found myself flirting and joking with all three of them. It all started when I took my jacket off when we got in and I unbuttoned my blouse, that is to say the first two buttons. I had a good cleavage and I knew it. I was serving them their promised drinks when it all started. Gregory, Mr. Booth’s best friend, shouted out what a nice ass I have when I bent over to fill the bowl with snacks. The others agreed, as they laughed at his sudden outburst.
I had my back to him when he said that, so I lifted the back of my skirt up and flashed him for a second. I was wearing panties, and I thought it was as funny as hell, especially as I added, “you bet I have.” However, the next thing I know, he’s grabbing my ass.
Looking back now, I think if I’d made a fuss about that particular event, he’d have gotten the message and nothing further would’ve happened. However, I didn’t do anything…no, that’s not strictly true I did do something. I moved my butt around in his hand as he squeezed it, as if to say, I told you so. Then I felt his fingers stroking the outline of my pussy and realized that this was getting serious. The thing is I was enjoying it so much and the fact that there were two other men in the room watching us was a big turn on.
Gregory must have known that I wasn’t going to stop him, as I was still bent over, and was placing potato chips in a bowl. When he suddenly pulled my panties to one side and began to rub my bare pussy, I spread my
legs and closed my eyes for a second to enjoy the sensations. The others had gone quiet and when I reopened my eyes, I could see bulges in their pants from what they were witnessing. Gregory wasn’t saying anything now. He was letting his fingers do the talking. He pushed a couple of them into me as I let out a groan and spread my legs wider in approval.
Then I felt a hand slipping down my blouse and sliding into my bra to cup a breast. I looked up to see Mr. Booth’s other friend, Damien, joining in. Turning my head sideways, I looked at Mr. Booth with lust in my eyes and watched as he stood up to remove his pants. He came around to the front where it was easier to get access and presented me with his cock. I didn’t hesitate; I opened my mouth and sucked him in. Then Gregory must have removed his pants as I could suddenly feel a hard, thick cock probing my dripping pussy entrance.
I felt the thick end of his knob spreading my opening wide as he pushed it into me. Gregory moved it in and out of the wetness, until it was thoroughly coated, and then thrust it deep inside. I moaned in pleasure as I sucked Mr. Booth’s cock in my mouth. Unwittingly he had given me the fantasy we’d talked about not so long ago. Perhaps it was my parting gift from him, I don’t know, I just knew that I was enjoying every moment of it as I sucked and ran my tongue around the head of his cock, wanting to please him.
Gregory was now fucking me harder, almost making me choke on the cock in my mouth as he pounded my pussy. He was also spanking my butt cheeks every now and again, making them tingle and burn in excitement. Damien was now off to the side, massaging my breasts and pulling my nipples, which only added to the excitement. When I came for the first time that night, it hit me like a bulldozer. I swear, if Gregory hadn’t been holding me up with a strong grip on my ass cheeks I would’ve collapsed onto the floor. I let out an almighty scream of pleasure as it hit and with a choked breath, shouted out to fuck me harder in the last few seconds of my orgasm.