CONTENT: first time, sex toys, car, old man-younger woman, exhibitionism, pleading, huge cock, pounding, intense sex, cum.
CHAPTER 1
“Please, please, please, Kitty?” Grace lamented over the phone.
It was the start of their freshman year at university and the best friends were enrolled in the same course and were roommates at the dormitory. Both were looking forward to college life boys, parties, and sex particularly Kitty who Grace teased as NBSB “No Boyfriend Since Birth.” This was a sore subject since Kitty wanted to hold back for her “first love” while Grace just hooked up with some random cute guy right after graduation.
What Kitty didn’t reveal to Grace was that she harbored a secret crush with Grace’s dad. Rick Price. He was at least 40 years old and kept himself in tip top shape.
Kitty spent a good deal of time at Grace’s on sleepovers – enough to witness him with his recent girlfriend of the moment, making out by the pool. She even caught a glimpse of him and a girl locked in a passionate embrace in the shallow end of the water. There was no mistake in their movements that they were fucking and it had mesmerized Kitty.
Rick and his girl were trying to be very quiet, assuming the girls were up on the second floor, at Grace’s room, immersed in their homework. The water splashed softly and Kitty saw the woman’s honey-colored breasts bobbing softly in the water. She was biting her lip while Rick moved behind her. Kitty felt so aroused that she had ended up rubbing the edge of the hardcover textbook between her legs as she watched.
“Kitty!” Grace’s voice brought her back to reality. “It’s at Dad’s and I’d be horribly lost without it the whole week!” Grace was referring to the laptop she forgot to bring in her haste to move to the dorms.
Kitty shook her head in exasperation. She knew that Grace wanted a head start on campus to check out the boys. If she didn’t agree to swinging by Rick Price’s home and getting Grace’s stupid computer, it would be hell for a couple of weeks!
“Hmmm, Rick,” Kitty thought. Seeing him even for a bit wouldn’t be that bad.
… Those eyes, the deep and gentle voice, those big strong hands…
“Kitty! Kitty!” Grace shrieked over the speakerphone. “Are you still there? Can you pass by Dad’s and bring my laptop?” she repeated.
“Oh, okay stupid,” Kitty finally replied. “I don’t leave for two more days but I’ll pass by at 8 pm tonight. I don’t want to run out of time for my own stuff.”
“Great! I’ll make sure Dad’s at home. Text ya!” The line clicked dead. ***
Kitty rang the doorbell promptly at 8. She fidgeted at the gold heart pendant that nestled on the crack of her deep cleavage. It was a balmy evening and she had just put on a tight tank top and a mini skirt. She hadn’t bothered with a bra, not wanting trap her double-D’s and feel corseted on such a humid day. It would just be park, run up to Grace’s room and go no use in primping for this errand.
The door swung open. “Kitty!”
The 19-year-old’s heart skipped a beat as Rick Price enveloped her in a warm bear hug. He smelled of delicious aftershave. Her braless tits pressed hard on his chest and Kitty felt her nipples harden as he pulled away.
“Uh, Mr. P., I’m here for Grace’s laptop?” she stammered, crossing her arms on her chest to disguise the outline that her raised nips were making on the
thin fabric of her top. She was now regretting that she had put her long hair in a bun. It made her feel exposed.
Rick Price didn’t fail to notice how flushed his daughter’s best friend was. She was unmistakably aroused, the way her nipples popped out. He had never seen Kitty so scantily dressed and the sight of her tight young body made his cock stiffen.
“Now that you’re all grown up, call me Rick,” he said casually before flashing a smile.
“Sure,” Kitty answered, glad that he was leaving. Her panties were starting to get wet as she caught a glimpse of the slight bulge in his immaculate slim-fit trousers. She was wondering whether she made him aroused or if his package was bigger than she imagined.
At this thought, Kitty giggled to herself, whirled away guiltily, and quickly clambered up the stairs.
***
Upstairs, Kitty hesitated for a second them remembered why she was there and headed for Grace’s room. She quickly found the laptop and its accessories. While she was packing it in a bag, her phone rang.
It was Grace. Kitty’s eyes rolled, “What is it this time?” “For goodness sake, Grace, I’m here!” she shouted.
“I know! Dad called to let me know. Can I ask you to take out my dildo and the stash of condoms I keep behind the towels in the hallway bathroom? Bring it with you as well.”
Kitty fell silent. This was incredulous! Grace was a total scatterbrain. If she wanted her toys, she should have never forgotten to take them with her!
“Kitty! Are you there?” Grace called out.
It was useless.
“Fine,” Kitty finally blurted out then hanged up.
She was fuming as she rummaged through the towel shelves, feeling blindly. Her fingers grazed on a box and knew that was it. She tiptoed and
pushed it until it fell. The contents scattered on the floor when she failed to catch the box. She frantically gathered the condoms and stuffed them in the small box that it came with and turned her attention to the “other” object she was supposed to bring for Grace.
Kitty’s eyed the slim silver toy in its see-through bag and took it out. She felt the soft rubber in her palm and sat on the toilet seat. Its texture felt almost like skin. She wondered whether a real cock was anything close to this. She looked at the base and discovered a button. Kitty pushed it.
BZZZZZ
The dildo came to life as it whirred gently in her hand eliciting a warm sensation between her legs. She brought it to her chest and her flesh jiggled while her nipples puckered again.
“Shit, this feels good,” she thought.
Kitty stood up and walked to Grace’s room, still clutching the vibrating dildo. A framed picture of Rick greeted her in the hallway. Looking at it made Kitty horny. She took it off the shelf and set it atop the laptop on Grace’s dresser, then sat facing Rick’s picture.
“Rick,” she mouthed, feeling the name cascade down her lips. Kitty closed her eyes and slipped the dildo into her neckline, circling the breadth of her sensitive tit and pressed it to her nipple, moaning softly as it sent tiny shocks of pleasure down her belly. She did the same with her other breast and it created an ache in her thighs.
Kitty’s hand instinctively took the toy to her crotch and she pushed its vibrating tip hard on the wet spot that was forming on the fabric of her panty-clad sex.
“Uhhh,” she moaned, feeling that familiar sensation she had always tried to deny whenever she got aroused. It started to take her higher and higher. Kitty’s lips parted slightly and her eyes closed. She knew she needed to stop this nonsense. She tried to but couldn’t.
Kitty’s hand pressed the area where her clitoris hid and the wonderful feeling heightened. Her legs parted and she threw her head back as the dildo
elicited sparks that shot to her belly. She threw her head back and leaned on the chair’s backrest then
BAM!
The chair fell backwards with a loud thud while a table lamp got dragged by its wire and clattered on the bedroom floor.
“WHAT THE FUCK… KITTY!”
Her eyes flew open in shock while her legs clamped shut. Kitty looked to the door and saw that it was Rick.
“What happened? Are you alright? I thought someone had snuck in and attacked you!” he exclaimed.
“I’m fine Mr… uh, Rick,” she stammered, conscious of her nips jutting out obscenely through her tank top.
“Here let me check. You seem flushed,” Rick said as he stepped forward to feel her forehead.
Kitty lifted her knees defensively and moved her body sideways at his sudden movement. As she did, an object fell out with a small thud and rolled on the floor. To her horror, the dildo had escaped her thighs and was buzzing noisily on the floor as Rick stared at it in surprise. Kitty’s cheeks turned a deep red and her face dropped to the floor.
“You dropped something,” Rick said, bending to the floor at the same time. “That’s not mine!” she said a little too defensively.
“Liar,” Rick smiled coyly at her. “I’ve seen those looks you give me, Kitty. You like to stare at my crotch. God knows that it gives me a hardon whenever I wonder what your dirty little mind is thinking about.”
He remained crouched as he spoke, the material of his pants clinging tightly at the junction between his legs. Kitty could make out the outline of Rick’s cock which curved to one side like one of those huge bananas in the produce section of the grocery, his balls heavy under his dick. She could hear him chuckling, making her lower her eyes and stare at his foot.
“Do you like what you see?” he teased and relished at her embarrassment. Kitty’s hands flew to hide her face in shame. As she did this, her tits became bunched together, making her neckline sag open, allowing Rick a peek at the swell of her creamy globes and a hint of her areolae, piquing his curiosity and heightening his desire.
“Fuck, Kitty. Stop denying that you want me,” he declared.
She felt like crying at being exposed – her taboo attraction to her best friend’s dad was her private fantasy, something that she thought she hid well apparently, she didn’t. While Kitty flipped her mind in a panic for an excuse, a scapegoat anything! … she felt Rick’s fingers part her palms open. He lifted her chin up authoritatively, forcing Kitty to look into his eyes.
She stared at him with the look of a wide-eyed doe caught in the headlights. Kitty tried to avert her eyes and the guilty gaze from his as the fingers tapped the swelling of chest. Kitty shot him a pleading look which he mocked by pulling the flimsy neckline lower until one ripe boob popped out. It hung lewdly and shook as she shuddered. The nipple pointed stiffly at Rick, belying any denial that she could conjure.
To Kitty’s horror, he picked up the vibrating toy and handed it to her. She could only stare at him in stupefaction, unsure of what to do. While she was thinking of something to say, Rick knelt down beside her.
“What do you w-w-want?” she asked in a feeble attempt of ignorance.
“You know what I want, Kitty. You know what you want…” his voice trailed off suggestively.
“I don’t what you mean,” Kitty sputtered defiantly.
His meaningful smile revealed that he knew she was fibbing. The quaver in her voice turned him on. She was trying to play the good girl but her body was making her a slut.
“Would you rather I place it back where it belongs?” he said softly, pushing aside her miniskirt and putting the toy between her legs.
Before Kitty could react, he pressed the tip of the dildo to the wet spot on her panties, where it was a few minutes ago. Her body arched at the pleasure while her legs voluntarily parted open.