**This is a non-consent story. It is fictional and relates to fictional adults. The story involves taboo themes. If you don't like such topics, this isn't the story for you!**
It was a few weeks later, and I thought I'd take a chance at a surprise visit to Alice. Last time I'd seen the sexy young thing, she'd just turned 18. I had left her sat in the bath, in a pool of her own juices after I'd played with her inexperienced pussy in the family bathroom moments before. Her father Harry, had disturbed us, leading her to hide behind the shower curtain. Oblivious to his daughter's predicament, Harry then proceeded to furiously masturbate just feet away... whilst grunting her name. Doesn't get much more fucked up than that. It had opened my eyes and I was no longer interested in my life of easy lays. I loved the challenge and the risk. The seduction of a pretty, innocent girl. The risk of taking her innocence under her father's nose, the betrayal of my oldest friend, the shocking knowledge that he lusted for her too. It was all just too much to resist.
A quick knock at the door, and moments later I was face to face with my living fantasy. Oh fuck, Alice. Is it possible she got hotter?
There she stood, long blonde hair scraped into a messy ponytail. Her slim figure was adorned with high-rise denim shorts and an oversized shirt gathered carelessly at her waist. Her long legs were smooth and creamy white, her feet bare. By the time my eyes reached her face, I noticed she was blushing madly.
"...Errr Rob?"
"Hey Alice!" I greeted her with a confident grin. "Is your dad home?"
"No... not at the moment, him and Mum went to get the shopping... Is he expecting you?"
"Yeah, well kind of. I said I'd drop by sometime... He said he needed a hand with something."
Alice seemed unsure of what to do. She knew better than to trust me after last time, but I knew there was part of her that wanted to invite me in.
"Do you mind if I come in and wait?"
There was a pause before she stepped aside, allowing me to walk past her into the hall. I took a seat in the living room and gestured for her to sit next to me. Nervously, she perched on the edge of the seat, unsure of what was coming next.
"Alice... I just wanted to say I'm sorry about last time. What we did was wrong, we shouldn't have disrespected your Dad like that."
The mention of her father made Alice's face flush beet red. The significance of this was not lost on either of us. We had both heard him animalistically grunt out her name as he had tugged his cock to shameful ecstasy, all while she was on the other side of the shower curtain. She said nothing and so I continued.
"Look... I feel really bad. I feel I've been really dishonest to a good friend. And the way you behaved... I mean it's not the behaviour of a good daughter is it?"
Her face twisted into a look of embarrassment, shame and confusion. I was shamelessly manipulating her and I felt no guilt.
"I was thinking y'know... We should tell him..."
"No!" She yelped. Her eyes wide with fear. "Please. Please don't tell him. He will be so angry."
I pulled a face of reluctance as I feigned an inner moral dilemma. I thought she might cry as her eyes glistened, pleading with me.
"I don't know... I mean, it's really bad. I feel a little like you cast some sort of spell on me... You were just so... slutty that night. I was shocked. I just feel like your dad should know, y'know?"
A couple of tears spilled over down the fresh pink cheeks of that exquisite face and she dropped to her bare knees in front of me. Fuck, just looking down at her sent me wild. She was perfectly positioned and her perfect little pout trembled as she begged.
"Please." She whispered. "I'll do anything."
Oh the holy grail! She'll do anything! I had to stop myself from pouncing and taking here there and then on Harry's sofa.
