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ASSM;'My Best Friends Father #4.'{LolaScott}( Mf, reluc )[Part
4.!?.]
My Best Friends Father 4 (Mf, reluc)[4 of ?]
Do not Copy me its not nice!
ADULTS ONLY!! If your not an adult, where the hell are your
parents?
##Please send any feedback you have to ms_lola_scott@yahoo.com or
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feel free.
Based on my life: Names and places have been changed to protect
privacy.
My head was pounding. I sat in-between my two best friends on a
love seat in a room full of adults our parents, and all their
boring friends. It was the annual New Year's day party. This
year the party was thrown by Lisa's parents in their home.
The three of us Lisa, Carrie and I, had crept in early that
freezing New Years morning. We had crept into the house that
morning, after a wild night of drinking and lewd sex acts. The
kind of thing that young people are supposed to do at
unsupervised. Not to mention forbidden, holiday parties.
So there we were ten hours later. The three of us cramped into
the only empty sitting place left in the house. We were greenish
in color from the hangover, smiling our best fake smiles, and
sipping grape juice from Lisa's mother's finest crystal.
"I want you to kill me if I ever end up like these women!"
Carrie grumbled, looking around the room.
"What?" Lisa laughed
"Look at em..." Carrie sneered "I bet you every woman in this
room has no idea
Their husband is screwing his sectary or whatever.. All of them
to concerned with their jazzercise classes to notice!"
"Don't worry" Lisa said laughing. "We'd kill you long before
you ever started jazzercise" Carried gave Lisa a dirty look. "I
know what you mean though" she said seriously. "Good thing our
parents aren't like that huh Lo"
My stomach churned. My mind skipped, flashing the memories of
his mouth on my breasts. The way his tongue grated against my
clit. The sound of his breathing while he fucked me. Carrie was
laughing. She was laughing hard and elbowing me. Elbowing me
back into reality.
"What are you laughing about!" Lisa said confused.
"Oh.. um well.. ya know.." Carrie said regaining her composure
"Lola's parents
are divorced.." Damn I hated Carrie at that moment! "What?" I
though "Is she trying to give me a heart attack?"
"I meant her mom and Lou, stupid!" Lisa looked at me strangely.
"Lola what's wrong? Are you okay? Are you gonna be sick?" I was
clammy and shaky. Guilt had sent pains through out my body. I
was a sinner. I was hell bound for sure! I looked into the
kind eyes of one of my best friends. She had the same as her
mother. The guilt hit my stomach. It sent me into an acidic
ocean of nausea. I was so sorry. I loved them. I did not want
to hurt anyone. With him though, it was beyond my control.
"Lola!" Carrie said grabbing my neck pushing me forward. "Get
your skinny ass upstairs! if your gonna be sick! Your gonna get
us all busted!"
"Yea go!" Lisa said quickly.
I worked my way through the maze of boring adults. As passed the
TV room where my sweet boyfriend WAS. He sat there with Lisa's
brothers and boyfriend. Again, guilt sent pains through my body,
this time making me shake. There he sat, so trusting so kind
just watching football with the guys. "Yes, you're a bad person"
I thought to myself as I walked away.
I made it upstairs. It was much cooler and quieter there. I
immediately started to feel better.
The door to the regular upstairs bathroom was locked. "Someone
else must have be suffering the new years day curse too" I
thought.
I crept through the master bedroom into the bathroom. I looked
at myself in the mirror as I ran the water. I was flushed, but
turning back to a normal color, I guess. I closed my eyes and
splashed water onto my face. It felt so good. I looked in the
mirror again watching the water run off my skin. How could I do
those things with him? How could I do what to the people I
loved? Lisa and her mother had always been so good to me. I loved
my boyfriend! Was this how I was paying them back? What was
wrong with me? Why couldn't I stop it?
My mind flipped through my thoughts and memories bringing forth
the feeling of his hands. They had always felt so good. He could
frighten me into submission, but then again he never really had
to do anything. All he had to do was touch me for and I would
give in. I'd wanted him. My body shivered.
"Stop it Lola!" I told myself. I washed my face again, and
wiped the water off with one of the fuzzy cotton towels that were
next to the sink.
I felt him behind me before I saw him. I have no idea how he
moved so silently, so quickly. He pushed me up against the
counter violently, kissing and licking my neck. His hand clamped
around my mouth "Shhh" he whispered. Slowly his hand left my
mouth. He smiled at me in the mirror. I felt myself smile back.
It was beyond my control. My body was not listening to my mind.
I closed my eyes and felt his hands pulling up my skirt. I heard
him humming in excitement as he grabbed my ass, squeezing it
roughly. He pushed his pelvis against me and pulled my head back
by my hair. He pulled my face to his and kissed me hotly. I
felt his hard cock against my ass. My body shook with pure
excitement. "Let's get these off" he whispered pulling my
panties down my legs. He ran the palm of his hand up my inner
thigh on his way back up. I whimpered softly. My mind raced.
My parents, his wife, my boyfriend, my best friend, his
daughter, all of them just below us. He must have undone his
pants. I braced myself against the counter as he spread my legs
quickly. He wasn't gentle as he pushed his entire cock into me
quickly. It knocked the breath out of my body. I cried out in a
silent pain. "Fuuckk" he murmured as he began fucking me hard.
He pushed his cock deep into me then pulled back out, over, and
over. My knuckles were white as I gripped the edge of the
counter. My body pushed against him sending his cock deeper into
my pussy with each thrust. He let go of my waist and began
massaging my breasts through the material of my party dress. I
began to cum. My legs weakened underneath me. His body jerked me
forward when I came on him. His body shocked by my pussy
squeezing and contracting around him. The movement sent my hands
against slamming into the mirror over the sink. I gasped and
shook hard. He continued fucking me through my orgasm. He
slammed into me again, and again, banging my pelvis against the
hard marble of the counter. He bit my shoulder as he began to
cum in me, stopping himself from making a sound. He grunted and
thrust him self into me. I shook
and whimpered, as he slowly came to a stop. He pulled out of me
slowly making a popping sound that echoed in the bathroom. I
pulled up my panties as he buckled his pants. We stood in front
of the mirror together. I straightened my dress and fixed my
lipstick as he fixed his tie. I ventured down the stairs first.
He'd kissed me once more before I'd left. I quickly joined my
friends at the base of the stairs, trying to look calm. "Damn I
was about to send out a search party!" Carrie said sipping her
juice. I could tell by the color she'd spiked her drink. "What
took so long?" Lisa said rubbing my sore shoulder. At that
moment her father walked down the stairs. My heart jumped into
my throat. I watched him lock eyes with Carrie. Carrie glared
at him, then at me. She knew. I was gonna be sick again.
"Daddy!" Lisa said, hugging him. "Happy New Year honey" he said
nervously patting her back.
"Girls" he said nodding at us.
"I'm sure your wife needs your help with something." Carrie said
condescendingly.
He smiled at Carrie uncomfortably. He playfully yanked Lisa's
hair and walked away.. Lisa glared at Carrie "Why are you so
rude to my dad?"
I looked on the ground. Carrie rolled her eyes "I dunno, but I
get the feeling he gets off on it though." Horrified I stared
blankly at my two best friends. I could feel his cum seeping out
of me and into my panties. In this moment of tension, as crazy
as it sounds my only fear was that someone would hear it sliding
out of me.
"Carrie" Lisa finally said calmly, "sometimes your such a slut I
can't stand you"
I looked at Carrie. She smiled wickedly. "Well, I guess we all
have our moments" she laughed.
Lisa rolled her eyes and walked away annoyed. I resumed
breathing, luckily just in time to forgo serious brain damage.
Carrie turned and looked at me. "Do you um.. need a drink?" she
said holding back laughter. Yeah, she knew.
I took the cup from her hand quickly gulping the badly mixed
drink down. She smiled at me shaking her head.
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