Sleepover 😈

Sorry, Mr. Miller, I squeaked from behind my covers. It was the middle of the night and Rebecca and I had been sneaking into each other's room and giggling non-stop.
What is going on in here?

Mrs. Miller squawked from the spare bedroom doorway. Her white night gown was so baggy it made her look like a lamp shade. I raised the blanket to cover my smile.

I'm dealing with it. Why don't you go talk to Rebecca and go back to bed, Mr. Miller replied over his shoulder.

Mrs. Miller muttered to herself something about a bunch of wild racoons?
"We like having you over, Amy, but you need to behave. Rebecca's mother likes a quiet house, and I like a quiet Rebecca's mother, Mr. Miller said, and I squirmed, giggled, and melted a little when Mr.

Miller flashed me his signature half smile. Before the smirk disappeared, I knew I was masturbating to this moment later. Me, tucked warmly under several blankets in my pajama shirt and panties, my best friend's dad on the bed's edge as he lightly scolds me.

It was the start of a fantasy I've had more times than I could remember in my 18 years on this planet. It was one of the reasons why I loved staying the night at my friend's house even though I was an 18 year old girl and had my own dorm room at university.

Sorry, Mr. Miller. I'm just not tired for some reason, I said, squirming beneath the sheets.

I could tell," he said, poking at my body beneath the covers which made me giggle and move even more. You're having your own dance party under there.

His poke to my ribs expanded to pokes on my back as I laughed and turned away. It wasn't until I turned, that I realized the blankets spun with me, exposing my panties and butt to Mr. Miller.

Look at all of these wonderful targets you opened up for me, he said through gritted teeth as his pokes went down to my butt and upper thighs. My eyes went wide, and I gasped as his poking slowed, and I felt his fingers touch the sensitive part of my inner thighs that no one was supposed to touch. Mmm... Amy... Your skin is so soft back here...Mr. Miller whispered as his fingers became gentler as they slipped between my thighs just barely brushing against the front of my panties along my sex.

I gasped and bit my lower lip, frozen in disbelief. Mr. Miller's thumb rubbed up and down the crack of my butt as his index and middle finger pressed on my sex and rubbed up to my clit over my panties. Is this really happening

Uh, oh, I think I might've found Amy's quiet button...Mr. Miller growled in a low tone over my shoulder. His fingers pressed harder on my sex, wetting my panties as he stuffed them inside my pussy. My lips opened to moan but I silenced myself before I made a sound. "What do you think, Amy... Did Mr. Miller find your button?

Y Yes I whimpered as Mr. Miller's fingertips pressed on my panties and slightly penetrated my pussy repeatedly. Mmm mmmm...

Mr. Miller leaned closer to me, and I felt his weight pull down on the mattress behind me, like gravity was pulling me back toward him. When he spoke again, I felt his hot breath on my throat and it sent chills down my spine, to my toes, and back up again.

Do you want me to stop pressing your buttons? he whispered.
I clutched the pillow my head rested on and tried to will myself to speak but worried I'd moan like a whore if I did. My brow was wrinkled. My face stuck in quiet agony as this man twice my age, pumped my panties in and out of my pussy.
Amy... he growled so close to me, I could feel his lips brush my throat.

Y Yes... Oh G yes... D-Don't stop please, I managed to say before pursing my lips, so I didn't scream.

Good girl... he said, and I felt him pull my soaked panties to the side and my friend's father touched my bare pussy. "I always thought you were a secret slut, he whispered, and I felt his body crawl into the bed behind me.

How quickly the situation can change from me hiding under the sheets and being chastised to my friend's dad spooning me in bed and fingering my wet cunt.

Ohhh... I whimpered and bit my lower lip hard as I felt Mr. Miller's warm palm slide down my bubble butt and felt his two fingers circle around and inside my exposed pussy. My knees inverted and my thighs quivered as his fingers slid in and out of me like a machine. The covers twisted in my balled fists as the relentless penetrations went deeper and deeper.
Oh my gods... I moaned, my words sliding together as the building pleasure inside my belly was like nothing I had ever felt before.

Shh shhh shhhhh... Mr. Miller shushed me as he slipped his other palm over my mouth, silencing my strained sounds as his fingers continued to penetrate my tender cunt. He looked over at the shoulder as if expecting someone to barge in at a moment's notice. You have to be quiet, he whispered into my ear as I felt his fingers speed up inside me, making it almost impossible to be quiet.
Mmmmmm! I whined from beneath his warm palm and tried to focus on breathing from my nose instead.

The wet sounds of Mr. Miller's fingers pumping in and out of my pussy filled the spare bedroom as my toes curled and my knees raised to my chest as I entered the fetal position. However, doing this only exposed my dripping cunt more and I felt his big, strong hand ravage my pussy lips all the more. His two fingers stretched deep inside me. his palm clapped against my ass with every hard finger fuck inside me until I lost control over my entire body.
Ohhhmmygoddaddyyessmmmmmm! the words spilled out of me and into Mr. Miller's sweaty palm like I was a girl possessed. It was as if his long fingers stuffed a demon inside me that took control of my thoughts and body as I began to shake.

Shhhhhh shhhhhhh! he hissed into the side of my face as he hovered over me, but he only rammed his fingers into me all the harder. That's it. Be a good girl, he rasped through gritted teeth. Cum for Daddy. There you go. Cum like a filthy fucking

I watched Mr. Miller's muscles dance across his chest, shoulder and biceps as he loomed over me, using his entire arm to fuck me. My eyes rolled backward as the rough pleasure became too much for me to handle. It felt like I was going to explode, and the world dropped away as my body began to seize.

MMmmahhhmmmmm! I moaned from behind Mr. Miller's hand squeezed across my mouth. My arms flailed and my legs straightened, but the grip he had on my mouth and hips didn't let me move an inch from that spot.

He continued to finger fuck me until I saw spots and clawed at the covers like a kitty in heat. When he finally pulled out of me, my pussy twitched and I felt it to continue to pulse, as soon as his fingers pulled out, my sex was begging for something to fill me one more.

Finally, Mr. Miller's palm pulled away from my mouth and I was left a gasping mess. I twisted in the sheets and pressed my body back against his, begging for more attention. I thought I was about to get it but then we both went still when a voice called.

John? You coming to bed? Mrs. Miller called from down the hall.
Was she suspicious? Did she know her husband just felt what a tight, 18 year old pussy felt like and was growing jealous?
Yeah, just finishing up, he called back over his shoulder. He leaned over me once more and planted a kiss on my forehead that was strong enough to cure diseases. I bit my lip and smirked a little from such a tender kiss from such a rough daddy. Sleep tight, he whispered to me with a devilish grin before leaving the room.

I couldn't believe I fell back asleep after that excitement. For minutes I swooned and stared at the door, willing it to open and Mr. Miller to return after quieting his nosy wife. I wanted more! He couldn't just leave me like this! Not when I know his cock must have been pulling inside his pants, begging to be released. After nearly a half hour of hopeful patience, I drifted to sleep.

My dreams were pleasant and warm. The kind of dream I wish I could control and never let it end. But when I did finally wake, I wasn't sure what was real and what wasn't anymore. I figure, shaded in darkness stood at the foot of my bed. His hard body flexed as he stroked his even harder cock. I startled with fear, but quickly remembered and realized who it was.

Mr. Miller had returned He crawled on top of me when he saw I was awake. Tearing my blankets off, Mr. Miller spread and lifted my legs as he stroked his big, long shaft directly over my soaked panties. Apparently I had become even wetter in my jeans. I was so excited and shocked by the moment that I froze, not knowing what else to do other than stare with my mouth agape.

The older man took my hand and wrapped it around his thick cock. I licked my lips when I felt how hard and warm his shaft was. I had never done more than kiss a man before, Mr. Miller's fat cock was the first one I held and God, was it amazing. When I squeezed a little and took over stroking it I heard my best friend's dad groan and I gasped, feeling the power I had held in the palm of my hand.
That's it, darling... stroke Daddy's cock... just like that... He whispered as he leaned over me. The small gold crucifix he always wore dangled from his throat.

Mmmm... Yes, Daddy, I replied, loving his dirty talk. I'll do whatever you want...
He rubbed his thumb over my mouth slowly and I licked it, making him smile. I loved turning Rebecca's father on. I loved that he was sneaking around with me...
"You--mmm... you are a dirty thing, aren't you?" he asked, and stuttered when I sped up stroking his meat. There was a dribble of pre-cum leaking from his tip.

I can be your dirty thing, Daddy, I said, biting the corner of my lips as he looked down on me.

There was only a moment's worth of hesitation before he fell onto me. Mr. Miller's hand clutched my face with one hand as his lips kissed mine hard.
Mmmmmm! I hummed but his heavy body and hungry lips smothered me. the feeling was amazing and panic inducing at the same time. I could feel his tongue roughly explore my mouth as his hand groped my breasts through my night shirt. His fingers squeezing and clamping on my left breast. His fingers twisting and pulling at my nipple fuck, it hurts so good! Mmmmmm!

My nipples were so hard after a few minutes passed. They ached terribly and were so sensitive. I continued to pump Mr. Miller's cock, but it was difficult because his body was mashed against mine. Suddenly, he snatched the front of my shirt and before I had time to react, Mr. Miller yanked it off of my head. I tried to sit up to help him but as soon as it was off, he shoved me back down to the bed. He pulled his cock out of my hands as he clawed away my panties and suddenly, I was totally naked before this older man.
In my mind, fantasies played out of how I would lose my virginity a gentle knight in shining armor a lovely kiss as he entered me It turned out to be far more delicious than that.

Mr. Miller's hands tossed my naked legs to one side and gripped my hips as if I was a ragdoll to be posed and propped up for his delight. I ended up on my hands and knees, struggling to realize what was happening until I felt a palm grip my hips and the tip of his cock lining up with my dripping pussy. I didn't have time to prepare but suddenly I felt the grown man's girthy meat shoved deep inside my tight slit.

Ughhhmmmmmmm! I groaned as Mr. Miller pushed his cock deep inside me and stretched me to my limits and beyond. I was only muffled by him shoving my face down into the pillow. I was happy he did because I would have definitely woken his wife and my best friend and Mr. Miller and I's play date would be ruined. Ughhmmm Ughhmmm Ughhmmm! I groaned as he withdrew his shaft and shoved it back in.
The confusing swirl of pain and pleasure was like warm cider in my veins.

While the pain was localized in between my legs, the pleasure radiated everywhere. The only way I managed to keep from toppling over was Mr. Miller's hand gripped my body meanly to keep me in whatever position pleased him. My face was down, my ass was up, and I could feel my best friend's dad begin to fuck me faster.

Ohhh fuckkkmmmm! I hummed into the pillow as I clenched my teeth around a corner.

You like that, whore? he whispered breathlessly behind me. I could hear how much effort he was putting into fucking his good girl. I can tell you do. You moan like a fucking slut, don't you ugh and your cunt is as tight as a virgin.
Mmmmuuhhhh please, Daddy yes... I sang in as quiet a voice as I could as Daddy continued to drill my pussy like I was a filthy fucking slut. Shhhit fuck, Daddy, please g-give it to me oh my god ughmmmm!

Mr. Miller had to push my face back into a pillow as he rammed his cock into my cunt harder. The sound of his body smashing into my ass and thighs sounded as if he was beating me with a baseball bat. It was hard rough impacts as he fucked me down into the mattress like a fuck doll. Ughhh fuck, you squeeze so goddamn tight, I bet you are a virgin, Mr. Miller huffed. A virgin whore waiting to blossom. And Daddy's fat cock just broke you open. You're mine now, slut. You're all fucking daddy's.

His hands squeezed my thighs and hips like I was a stuffed animal that he was trying to tear apart. My body was mashed, yanked, squeezed, and contorted for Mr. Miller's pleasure and I fucking loved it. My only purpose in that moment and for the rest of my life was to please him to be his good fucking whore. To spread my legs and take his seed
Oh, God, how I want it please

Oh my God, Daddy, I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum, Daddy! I whimpered as the moment overwhelmed me. As soon as I moaned that, Daddy responded with a guttural moan. I could tell he loved hearing that. Daddy please, please cum oh my cum inside me

Ugh that's it take every inch of Daddy's fucking cock, he grunted through clenched teeth as he forced his cock deep inside my gaping pussy. I was ripped wide open and felt his cock spreading me be even wider. Fuck you feel too good, my tight whore you feel too fucking ugh, fuck. Daddy's gonna cum inside you. Daddy's going to breed my good fucking whore!
Fuck Daddy! I gasped as the fucking sped up to a sprint and my thighs shook like an Earthquake as my orgasm peaked and Daddy kept fucking me like a piece of meat.

The pounding sound of his body ramming mine took over the room before with a final thud, he forced his cock deep inside my virgin hole and groaned as he unleashed his sperm deep inside of me.
Ughhh, fuck, take that fucking cum, slut! Feel that seed I'm pumping into your belly..." he growled, and his words were so dirty and his cock flexed so big that it carried me to another orgasm.

My toes curled and my brain broke as I twitched and screamed a silent scream until I began to writhe in the sheets like a bucking stallion. Uuuughhhhhhfuuuuckkkkkmmmmmmm!" I screamed into my pillow.

Mr. Miller rode wave of my body, keeping his cock buried inside me as he pumped every last drop of semen inside me. Every time I felt his cock flex, I whimpered from the feeling of his expanding cock in my tight cunt. When he finally removed himself, I panted like a dog. The pain and pleasure returning at once.

Once again, I was mindless as I tried to regain control of my body, one limb at a time. Mr. Miller was moving me once again. More gently this time. He put me on my back and pulled the covers on top of my naked, twitching body. Through blurry vision, I saw him bend over and kiss my forehead once more. His half limp cock still moist with cum and my juices dangled before me.

Sleep tight, angel, he whispered. I'm making pancakes in the morning."
When he left the room, I twisted in my sheets, gasping from pleasure that still pulsed between my thighs.

And this is only the first night of spring break here... I thought with a wicked smirk in the corner of my lips. I've got another week and a half of spring break here...
I bit the corner of my lip as my fingers rubbed over my pussy lips just as a drip of his cum fell out of me. I scooped it up with a finger and slid it in my mouth, enjoying its salty taste.

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