u/neotemy

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I am 20 and home from college for the holidays, staying with my best friend and her family. Her dad is 46, tall, married, and has always been flirty with me in a subtle way. Last Saturday night everyone else went out but he stayed home “tired.” I was in the kitchen in tiny sleep shorts getting water when he came up behind me, hands on my hips, and whispered that he had been thinking about my body for years.

I should have stopped it, but I did not. I let him kiss my neck, slide his hand into my shorts, and feel how wet I already was. He picked me up, carried me to the guest room I was using, and fucked me raw on the bed I sleep in every night. He kept telling me how tight I felt, how much better I was than his wife, and how he was going to fill me up.

I wrapped my legs around him and begged for it. He came deep inside me twice that night, once missionary while staring into my eyes and once from behind while he gripped my hair. I felt every pulse. He stayed inside after, kissing my back and telling me he hopes it takes.

I have been walking around the house for days with his cum still leaking out of me, smiling at him across the dinner table while his wife and my friend have no idea. I know it is wrong but the risk and the feeling of being full of him makes me soaked every time I think about it. I want him to do it again before I leave.

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