UNPROTECTED WITH HIS BEST FRIENDS, complete series, #1–3 (First time, fertile, forbidden, older man younger woman) Read online

  Without overthinking it, without even really meaning to, I reached out one hand and closed it over his raging erection. I felt the warmth and hardness of it through his underwear, and felt, more than heard, him gasp at my touch. I was shocked at how hard he was, and in that instant I wanted nothing more than to feel that hardness inside of me, stretching me wide open around it.

  I was so horny it hurt. Jamie seemed to unfreeze at my touch, and he pushed me down onto the bed and climbed on top of me. I felt the weight of his body pressing into mine, and my heart pounded even faster now.

  Then his mouth was on mine, warm and wet, this man twice my age who was such good friends with my dad. I should stop this, I thought, but I knew even as I thought it that it was useless. There was no way I’d stop this. It felt too good. I wanted it too badly.

  Jamie traced down my skin from my neck to my breast, grabbing it in his huge hand and squeezing. I moaned in pleasure and arched my back up into his hand. Through my bra, I felt him pinch my nipple, and I let out another moan, higher pitched this time.

  And then his actions got more decisive, more dominant. My pussy begged to be pounded, and I knew then, with sudden certainty, that my dad’s friend was going to take my virginity. He reached down roughly and put a hand on my bare leg below my skirt, then pushed his hand up my inner thigh, spreading my legs open.

  I let him maneuver my body, let him take control, and when a moment later I felt his fingers at the edge of my panties, right up against my outer labia, I could hardly breathe in anticipation of what was coming next.

  And then it happened: Jamie’s finger slid below the line of my panties and into my juicy wetness. I felt like all the blood in my body was rushing to that spot, and I heard his breath catch as he realized just how slick I was.

  “Amber, is this okay?” he asked.

  “Fuck me,” I whispered back.

  My clit strained and pulsed beneath his finger, and I knew even before he’d pulled his hand back out of my panties that it was covered in my juices.

  “I’ve never felt someone so wet,” he whispered in awe, and I thought again of all the many pussies he’d probably been inside in his life. Had there been other virgins? Was I just a notch on his bedpost to him? I found that I didn’t care, that it turned me on, even, to think of him fucking other women.

  Jamie slid my panties down my legs, and I lay there and let him, putty in his hands. “My dad won’t catch us, will he?” I asked, as though Jamie could know.

  “No,” he said. “I don’t think so. He left only a minute or two before you got here.”

  I reached out to stroke his hot, firm chest, and was surprised at how alive he felt beneath my fingers, how even his stilled muscles felt like energy. As he pulled my panties off my feet, I felt the cool air touch my bare, damp skin.

  Jamie descended on my mouth, his tongue sliding inside of mine and his lips touching mine. Our tongues caressed each other slowly, and then his fingers made their way back to my inner thigh, back to my warm, soft pussy. He reached between my pussy lips and I wanted him so much I could hardly breathe, could only wait for what was next.

  He pushed one finger slowly inside of me, and I felt my walls slide apart to accommodate him. His finger touched the thin skin of my hymen and stopped, and then he’d pulled out of me again.

  “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.

  “Yes,” I breathed. “I want you.” I wanted him so much. I knew with a sudden force that I’d wanted him since that day on the boat, wanted all of my dad’s friends, so much older and wiser than me or than any of the boys I knew. So much stronger, more in control. So dominant and commanding.

  “You want me to pop your virgin cherry open with my cock?” he asked, and I felt another wave of moisture in my cunt as the phrase hit me. I smiled.

  “Yes.”

  But he didn’t do it, not yet. Instead, he tortured me by pulling away from me, and my whole body seemed to sigh with his absence. “Where are you going?” I moaned. He was sitting up, moving down toward my feet.

  But then he leaned back into me, pushing my skirt the rest of the way up my thighs and letting his face descend toward my center. I felt his hot breath on my pussy before he reached me, and a moment later the most delicious feeling. He was licking my pussy, slowly up and down, his rough tongue dragging along the surface of my skin and inciting every nerve ending.

  My entire concentration was on my pussy, and I felt like I could’ve exploded already. Jamie rolled his tongue around on my clit, making tiny circles that swept inward toward the center point of it. Then he flattened his tongue and dragged it all the way down to my tight hole, and pushed his tongue inside of it, as far as he could go.

  I wanted more, I wanted farther, I wanted all of him. I wanted to be filled.

  “I can’t believe how wet you are,” he told me, looking up at me from where he rested on his elbows between my legs. He reached out and touched the inflamed skin, his touch feeling like fire and water at the same time, catching me ablaze and being the only thing that put out the flame. I needed more.

  When Jamie returned his tongue to my clit, I knew I was about to come. He seemed to sense it too, and pulled back, teasing me. I felt like we were back out on the water again, the boat whipping from side to side in the wind, except that all that wind and water, all the tension between the elements, was inside of me.

  He grinned up at my tortured face. “Please,” I whispered.

  He pulled me to a sitting position and yanked my shirt off over my head, reaching behind me to pop the clasp of my bra as though he’d done this a thousand times before. And maybe he had. I loved the expert way he touched me. Then he helped me wiggle out of my skirt and I lay there naked in front of him as he stared down at my tight, young body.

  He looked me up and down, taking me in. He pulled off his own underwear in a single movement. And he brought his firm, substantial body back up to mine and lay on top of me. I sighed with relief at the weight of him, the burning heat in his skin. The knowledgeable, experienced older man.

  And then, finally, he aligned the tip of his cock with my opening, and began to push.

  At first I didn’t think he could possibly fit inside of me. It felt like a wall of flesh trying to penetrate my tight cunt, and my pussy just didn’t open up wide enough to accommodate him.

  But then, slowly, he found the right spot, and he eased into me, millimeter after millimeter, until he caught on the thin, protective layer of skin just inside my pussy.

  Jamie looked at me, as though doubtful of what we were doing.

  “Pop my cherry,” I told him, certain of what I wanted. Finally, someone wanted to fuck me. Finally, someone wanted to pop me open and fill me with his huge cock.

  And he pushed. My dad’s friend pushed inside my tight cunt, and after a moment I felt the pop as he entered me fully. It didn’t hurt, it just felt odd, like something giving way, and the moment it had broken he slid all the way in.

  Jamie paused, his cock filling me fully, and I felt him deep inside of me. It was a strange feeling, having someone else in my body, and we rested there for a moment, adjusting to our new reality. My clit throbbed.

  Then he pulled out, lifting his bulk up and off my chest, and thrust back in. This time he slid in unimpeded, and I opened my legs up wider to him. Fuck, he felt so good. He reached down and grabbed my breasts like they were his, and I let him, loving it.

  Jamie rubbed the soft skin of my breasts and then ran his palm over the hard nub of my nipples, back and forth over both of the mounds and the valley in between. Meanwhile, he thrust faster and faster into my hole, stretching me open further and further with every thrust. I loved the feeling of it, and I clenched my pussy around him, squeezing his cock hard.

  He moaned when I squeezed, and I began pulsing my squeezes to time with his thrusts. He began going deeper, and I started the hear the slap of his balls against me when he penetrated me fully. I felt stretched so wide it seemed impossible, yet there seeme
d to be an endless amount of juice to lubricate his cock.

  I reached around his body and squeezed Jamie’s firm ass, muscular like the rest of him. “Your cock feels so good,” I whispered, and he kissed me as he continued to fuck my tight hole.

  “Your young, virgin pussy feels so good,” he panted back. “I can’t believe I get to take your virginity and fill you up for the first time.”

  “I love it.”

  I let my hand roam up to his chest again, pinching his nipple as he thrust into me and rubbing his hard pecs. With every thrust, in addition to his balls slapping against my ass, I felt his skin rub my clit, which was only getting more and more sensitive by the moment.

  I knew I was going to go over the falls soon. Jamie was so hard it seemed almost impossible, and so huge I wondered if I’d been misinformed about cocks my whole life. No, I decided, he really was huge.

  My breath got shallower and shorter as all my attention narrowed to focus on my clit, on the stretched-out, full feeling in my pussy.

  “I think I’m going to come,” I gasped, and at that moment I heard a car pull into the garage. After so many years in this house, I knew the sound well, even though it was quiet. To me it was so obvious I wondered how Jamie couldn’t have heard when I arrived, but I supposed to wasn’t attuned to the sound the way I was.

  “My dad’s home,” I panted as the first waves of orgasm began throbbing throughout my body, unstoppable now. I couldn’t hold back, couldn’t do anything but let the orgasm hit me, wave after wave of pleasure as Jamie continued thrusting inside of me.

  He groaned, and at first I thought it was because of what I’d said about my dad being back. Then I realized that his cock was stiffer and harder than it had been yet, and a moment later he began throbbing inside of my pussy as my pussy throbbed around it.

  “I’m coming too,” he moaned. “I’m filling up your virgin pussy with my cum.”

  “Don’t pull out,” I begged. It felt too good. In that moment, I cared about nothing but getting filled with his cum — not Shawn, not my dad walking in on us, not anything.

  He made a whimpering sound like he was powerless in the face of his desire and his orgasm, and like perhaps he couldn’t have pulled out even if he’d wanted to.

  “Fuck,” he groaned in pleasure, and I felt the throbbing inside of me start to subside, knowing that he didn’t have much more cum to give. It was all deep inside of my unprotected pussy.

  My cunt spasmed hard, and I was out of breath as my own waves of pleasure began to slow and wane.

  We heard the key in the lock at the same time, and both started to attention. “Shit!” I whispered urgently, and he pulled out and jumped off of me in an instant. Jamie was throwing my clothes inside Dad’s closet and pulling on his underwear at the same time.

  I started to run toward the bedroom door, but Jamie grabbed me. “He’ll see you!” he whispered, and nodded toward the closet. I ran to the tiny closet and wedged myself inside, naked, as Jamie grabbed out a shirt and pair of pants at random and started pulling them on, pushing the closet door shut. It stayed a few inches open, but it was dark enough inside that I knew my dad wouldn’t see me unless he opened the closet door himself.

  “Jamie? You still in here?” my dad’s voice rang out through the house, and I heard his footsteps as he paused in the bedroom door. “You’re still trying on clothes?” he asked in disbelief.

  “Yeah,” Jamie said sheepishly. I peeked out at them, and could only see the side of Jamie’s body. My father was out of view.

  Fuck. My panties were still out there in the open! If my dad looked down, he’d see them! What would Jamie say? Would my dad know they were mine? My heart pounded in fear.

  Luckily, Jamie seemed to notice them at the same time I did, and I saw him stealthily reach out with one foot and push the panties under the bed as he distracted my dad by saying, “I’ve finally decided, though. This is a great shirt! Hey, where’s that beer?”

  “Out in the living room. Get your ass dressed and come on out. We’ll have one, but then we need to get going. Sorry it took me so long. You know how Marion can be.”

  “No problem,” Jamie said, buttoning the shirt and following my dad out of the room. He gave me one quick backward glance as he walked out, and I saw him wink in my general direction.

  I sighed in relief, waiting a moment before creeping out of my hiding spot and gathering my panties from under the bed. I was able to dash into my own bedroom, naked, and get dressed again before I heard my dad ask, “Is Amber here? I saw her car.”

  I’d go out and greet him, but first I needed a moment to myself. I stood in the bedroom, alone, and felt Jamie’s cum drip out of my pussy into my panties. I smiled to myself. I’d lost my virginity. It felt amazing. And getting fucked by one of my dad’s best friends, a cool older man who knew how to treat a woman, was the best possible way to lose it.

  I knew I wouldn’t regret this, but that I’d look back on it for years to come, probably masturbating vigorously at the memory. As I pulled open my bedroom door to go greet my dad, pretending I was in my bedroom the whole time, a surprising thought flitted through my mind: One down, two to go.

  What? I tried to push the thought away. No way. I couldn’t sleep with my dad’s other friends. This was a one-time thing, one man only.

  And yet…maybe there was no harm in fantasizing. They sure were sexy. And I bet they’d know what to do with me, just like Jamie had.

  Unprotected With My Dad’s Best Friend, #2

  The bathroom windows in the house next door were starting to fog up, but I could still see clearly when the naked figure of one of my dad’s best friends, Nate, came into view.

  My heart beat faster when I saw him and realized that he was naked. He stood with his back to me, and I took in the view like an addict. Nate was gorgeous, tanned and manly, and I’d been trying to hide my attraction to him and my dad’s other best friends for over a year now. I hadn’t always succeeded, I had to admit, thinking back on two weeks earlier, when Dad’s friend Jamie had popped my tight cherry in Dad’s bed while he was out getting beer and arguing on the phone with my mom.

  If anything, Nate was even more attractive than Jamie. I could see his tight ass in front of the window, and he seemed oblivious to the fact that the blinds were open.

  Or was he?

  Nate turned toward the sink then, and I gasped when I saw him in profile. From this view, it was obvious that his cock was hard and straining, and I felt a stirring between my legs as I looked on. I reached down a put an experimental finger inside my panties, feeling between my delicate pussy lips. Yes, I was very wet.

  I couldn’t stop thinking about losing my virginity to Jamie….and now that I’d had one of Dad’s best friends inside of me, I couldn’t stop imagining how the other two, Nate and Chris, would feel. I couldn’t stop touching myself, feeling how slick and wet the memory made me, how instantly horny I became when my mind turned to Jamie or the others.

  It was like a dam had been broken — I’d been keeping my lust for them mostly at bay, but now that I’d fucked one of them, I knew that they were all a real possibility, more than just a crazy fantasy. I tried hard to think of other things when I rubbed myself, guys from my college, actors from my favorite shows, male porn stars…but the harder I tried to put my dad’s friends out of my mind, the more intense my desire for them became.

  I loved how much older and wiser they were, how experienced. Jamie had known how to please me in a way that I knew a guy my age, nineteen, never could. His cock had done things to me that I didn’t know possible. With him, my first time was more than just a fumbling, awkward experience. It was fantastic. It had brought me to delirious peaks of pleasure that I had never dreamed of.