I hope you enjoy this latest story. - Mona x
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I've always used Tinder for its intended purpose; finding guilt free sex when I need it.
I'm not looking for a relationship, I've already got one of those. No, I have an itch that needs scratching and Tinder gets it. Some days it's better than others.
I'm careful, my profile picture doesn't have my face in it, just a picture of my twenty-six year old tits right after I've stepped out of the shower. It's proved highly effective.
All I need to do is open the app when I get horny and there is a steady stream of opportunities waiting for me.
The one I chose that night, I picked for his merits. And when I say merits, it was the profile picture of his girthy cock laying over the top of a TV remote. It covered both ends of the damn remote.
With my boyfriend away for the weekend, I knew what I needed.
I invited my Tinder match right over.
When I heard the knock at my apartment door, I excitedly ran to the door. He was early and I'd just stepped out of the shower. Which wasn't really a problem, he was about to get exactly what I'd advertised.
I'd never had any complaints, though I'd been let down from time to time. I figured one look through the peep hole and I'd know if I was dealing a liar.
My guest was wearing a tight pair of pants that accentuated his better features. The only problem was I recognized him. My BFF's dad. I'd recognize him anywhere.
Tina and I had been friend's since we were kids, and last time I checked her parents were still married. What the hell was he doing on Tinder? My heart started pounding in my chest.
What was I going to do? Part of me wanted to ignore the door, pretend I hadn't heard it and wait until he disappeared. But I was horny out of my mind, and as I stared at that silver haired fox even I had to admit he was still in great shape.
Throwing caution to the wind, I opened the door.
His eyes climbed slowly from my ankle, up the miles of exposed leg, the curves my towel failed to hide until he reached my eyes.
"Kellie?" He gasped.
"Get in here, before someone sees you," I whispered, grabbing his wrist and yanking him inside.
"I can't be here," he replied. "You're Tina's best friend."
It was funny that was the thing he went for first, my eyes were on the wedding band on his finger.
"And you have a wife," I answered. "What are you doing on Tinder?"
"You have a boyfriend last I checked," he replied. "I'm sorry if I knew it was you, I never would have sent those messages."
He'd been very explicit about what he wanted to do with me, but now he was getting cold feet. His eyes on the other hand, hadn't left my towel, and I could see him straining at his pants.
The poor DILF was conflicted out of his mind.
"I also have needs," I replied. "What's your excuse?"
"My needs haven't been met in months," he replied.
I thought of the gorgeous cock in the photos. That was a travesty of justice. Tina's mom had access to this magnificent weapon and was leaving him with blue balls.
"I should go," he replied, heading for the door.
I stepped into the way. "You don't have to do that. This can be our secret."
His eyes bulged.
"I can't have Tina, finding out, so I'm not going to say a word. I don't imagine you will either?"
"Divorce is pretty expensive," he answered. "So it's mutually assured destruction."
I smiled. "I'd like to think this will be a whole lot more fun than that."
With one hand I took his, with the other I dropped my towel. Placing his hand over my breast, I squeezed it.
"Please fuck me, David,"
His resistance melted like butter in the summer sun. I led him right into the lounge room, his hand never leaving my perky tit. Pushing him down onto the lounge.
I guided his hand to my pussy, and as I stood over him took that finger with his wedding band on it, and slid it inside me. I was already wet with anticipation and he slid right in. I took him until the band disappeared inside me.
Poor David's cock looked like it was going to tear through his pants, so getting on my knees, I released it from its polyester prison. It was so hard it hit me in the cheek.
It was every bit as impressive in person, perhaps more so.
I licked its fat head before taking him in my mouth.
My friend's dad let out an appreciative groan as I worshipped that fat cock, sucking, slobbering and soaking it in anticipation of what was to come.
I needed it bad, and I took it. Climbing onto his lap, I lined that big married cock up with my soaked sex. I only got about half of it into me on the first thrust.
"That's it, David," I urged him on.
He grabbed me by the waist and impaled me on his perfect weapon. Once I'd settled into a rhythm he started teasing my nipples with his tongue.
Damn. Tina's mom was missing out. What the hell was she thinking?
I'm not going to lie. Thinking about my friend only made me wetter. Her dad was the forbidden fruit and I was having it all. I doubt she'd forgive me for this, but I wouldn't forgive myself if I stopped now.
I rode him all the way through my orgasm, and it tore through me like a hurricane. As I came down, I could feel his thrusting growing more erratic. I was amazed he'd lasted this long.
I jumped off his lap.
"Where are you going?" he groaned.
"You're not wearing anything," I whispered as I grabbed his thick shaft and pointed it at my lips.
He didn't need any more encouragement than that, not that men ever do. He shot his thick load right on my face. My chin, my cheeks, my lips, it was everywhere.
"Mmm," I mused as I drained those big blue balls. "I'm glad you came around."
"This is just between us right?" He panted as his excitement ran down my face and onto my chest.
"As long as you come back," I replied. "I don't think once is nearly enough of that."
*****
There are days of decision in our lives, when we know what we should do. The day I discovered my BFF's dad on Tinder was one of them. Of course I didn't know who he was until he showed up at my door.
I should have sent him packing, he was married, and her dad, and a thousand other very good reasons to do anything other than what I did. Which was invite him inside and let him show me his cock.
It was an impressive one, probably the nicest I've ever seen. I could also have likely told you that without letting him stick it inside me. I rode him on my lounge until he gave me my first orgasm in months. As a thankyou I got on my knees and let him paint my face with his seed.
I think I'm in love. I'm certainly in lust. But if my friend ever finds out she's going to be furious. Not to mention what my new lover's wife might say. I doubt it would be a thank you, though.
Not a thank you for getting him out of her hair, or a thank you for answering what appeared to be a considerable sex drive. I was doing her a service really. At least that's what I told myself.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
My heart skipped a beat.
I raced to the door, and peeped through the hole.
It was him, David. Oh dear, what was I doing?
My friend's dad. Maybe I should pretend I wasn't home. But in spite of what my mind was screaming, my hands found their way to the door handle. He'd told me what he wanted, and I knew I was going to give it to him.
Like a good little slut.
I used to hate that word, but I was banging my bff's dad, what else could you call me?
There was also the fact that I was wearing nothing but my bra and panties, and still I threw open the door of my apartment like I was fully dressed.
David's smile broadened.
"There she is." There was a confidence to him that hadn't been there last time.
"Quick, get inside," I whispered, "someone might see."
"What? No kiss," he teased loitering in the doorway.
I reached for the back of his neck, pulled him in close and parted his lips with mine. Slipping my tongue into his mouth as we dueled in the doorway.
When I let him go there was a twinkle in his eye. "That was nice, but not quite what I had in mind."
He reached for his trousers and undid his belt. With his back to the hallway, David undid his slacks and pulled out his cock. Slowly stroking it in front of me.
"I think he'd like one, too," David grinned.
My neighbors might not recognize my friend's dad, but they'd have no trouble noticing me. And still, I dropped to my knees and gave him what he wanted. What we both needed.
I sucked on his thick veiny shaft until my drool coated it, working as much of his magnificent length into my mouth as I could.
David groaned appreciatively, resting one hand on the doorjam as I did my best to deepthroat him there in the open doorway. With every moment that passed, I cared less about being caught, and more about his pleasure.
I slid one hand inside my panties, and played with my clit. I was wet in eager anticipation. I remember how good he felt inside me.
My best friend's dad pulled me to my feet, shutting the door of the apartment behind us.
"I want you," he demanded, his eyes burning with lust.
I reached behind me, undid my bra and cast it aside. His hands mauled my tits as we fumbled our way across the room to the couch. Turning me around, he bent me over it, and slid my panties down.
I stepped out of them, wiggling my tight ass at him.
"Please," I begged.
I felt the warmth of his shaft as he brushed it against my lips, gently forcing them apart.
"That's it, Kellie," he groaned. "Come to Daddy."
It was so wrong, but as he sank himself deep inside me, I couldn't help just how right it felt.
