It's been almost a week since I saw my girlfriend, Teresa, get fucked by her dad. Seeing her suck his cock like she did, then seeing him on top of her, banging her teenage pussy till she came, makes me hard anytime my mind happens to wander back to that permanent visual.
I still can't believe I had no idea till that day I hid in her closet. She just doesn't try to act sexy like a lot of high school girls, although, after having seen what I saw, I now know Teresa doesn't have to put on a front like so many girls do trying to attract guys. She doesn't even seem to be trying to attract any guys. It's almost like she's trying to hide her sexuality, which only makes her more fucking sexy. Damn, this girl turns me on. Had I not seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed a girl her age could be so damn good at sex. It seemed as if it was just a natural thing for her.
Teresa was worried I'd want to bail the relationship with her because of what has been going on, but after seeing how horny it makes me (we've fucked everyday since), I think she understands my attraction to her. Lying in my own bed at night, thinking her dad is probably fucking her again, makes me so hard I can't help but to stroke my cock till I cum...sometimes more than once. I don't exactly understand why it does that to me, maybe it's all the sex involved and my girlfriend is the center of it...I don't know.
It's about 10 pm now and me and a friend of mine, Randy, are sitting in my car in my driveway. I've been working on installing a stereo in my car for the last hour or so.
I can't contain it anymore, I just have to tell someone what I saw, and Randy is such a horn dog, the nastier the better with this guy. I'm sure he'll like to hear about this.
I begin telling him generally how it played out. I am being a little vague, and not exactly forthcoming with all the details, just laying the outline of the story out for him. I purposely leave out the identity of Teresa's father, just saying it was 'a guy'...an 'older guy.'
After telling the mechanics of what I saw, and that it was indeed with my girlfriend, Teresa, he is dying to know who the 'guy' was. I keep messing with him, telling him he wouldn't be able to keep it a secret...and that it was something that would definitely have to be kept a secret.
He is saying, "Come on man, it's me, who am I going to tell?"
Still I lead him along saying, "This is something big, I don't think she'd want anyone to know."
He is asking me if I am ok with what I saw.
"Yes," I tell him, "Once I opened that door and saw her doing it, that's all I can think of."
Randy tells me he'd love to see something like that. I respond to him that there's no way that will happen with my girlfriend.
"Do you think she'll do it again since you were ok with it?" he asks.
"Yes, I'm pretty sure she will, it looks like it's been going on for awhile and it's not like they could run away and be together."
"You're bullshitting me man," Randy blurts out.
"Ok," is all I reply.
"Come on man, are you fucking with me or not?" he now asks.
"No guy, I'm not fucking with you, I saw Teresa get fucked and you better not breathe a word about it to anyone," I sternly reply.
"Show me and no one will ever know what happened," he fires back at me. Great, I thought to myself. I just had to tell someone.
"I doubt I'll ever get to see it again myself," I say without looking at him.
"Bullshit," Randy says, "If what you just told me is true, you know you'll figure out a way...and I want to see that nasty shit too...come on man."
I give up on my stereo install for now, I can't focus on it enough to finish anyway. I tell Randy I'll think of something and for him to keep his trap shut about it. He asks if I'll see her tomorrow and I tell him I'm sure I will. He makes me promise to pick him up and bring him along. Fuck, he's already starting this bullshit?
Fearful of him spreading this whole sordid thing around to our circle of friends, I agree to pick him up.
It's a little after 1pm when I stop by Randy's house and honk the horn. He comes out, hops in, and away we go to Teresa's house.
I explain to him that I'm not sure how this will work, but I am trying, so he needs to keep the lid on everything and not breathe a word to anyone or it's a no-go.
He readily agrees, pulls out a joint and proceeds to light it up. We both take turns hitting that joint while listening to Metallica through the stereo I managed to finish wiring up this morning.
In no time at all we're pulling up to Teresa's house and I can see her dad's truck is there, while her mom's spot in the driveway is empty. Well, 'Here we go,' I think to myself.
Her house is on a corner and there's a separate little garage behind the house facing the side street. I've never seen that garage open, as far as I know, it's full of stuff no one ever messes with.
Their backyard is behind that garage and I pull up and park all the way down by the back end of their yard.
I tell Randy to hold tight while I scope it out. I walk back towards Teresa's house, her bedroom window being on the back corner of the house by the garage.
I sneak up to that window, all the while keeping my peripherals on the rest of the neighborhood. I very slowly raise my head up from below the window sill.
Teresa has those white see through style curtains, and through those curtains I see her in a towel laying back on her bed. I can also see her dad squatting down with his hands on her spreads thighs. Holy shit, her dad can't keep his hands off her any better than I can.
I can't see any actual details, but from the way his head is positioned between her spread thighs...I'd say he's got his mouth on her pussy. My cock is instantly getting hard in my jeans.
I watch her head lift up to look at what her dad is doing and I can hear a slight moaning sound. I see her dad's hands grip her ass and thighs, and literally pick her ass up off the bed about a foot in the air, causing her body to be tilted downwards. This crams Teresa's chin into her chest, while he obviously munches her sweet, dripping wet pussy as she grabbes his hair and squeezes her thighs on his head.
All of a sudden Randy is right next to me. I'd forgotten all about him still being in the car. Dammit, I really wasn't ready for all this.
I hold my finger to my mouth in a 'Sshhh' motion with a big-eyed expression on my face. He'd better know not to make a sound or 'daddy' is liable to see us and that would more than likely be the end of my girlfriend and me as an item, and I simply can't have that happen.
He nods reaffirmingly, then holds his hand over his eyes like a sun visor and peers through the window himself. He looks for a minute, then looks at me and mouths the words 'Holy Shit'. He turns back to the window and continues to watch.
At this point it occurs to me-he has to have figured out who the guy is. There's no way he couldn't piece this scenario together. I now realize how big of a mistake it was to involve him. This was my own private, almost-fantasy world, and now the cat is out of the bag...sort of. I just hope this doesn't get out to anyone else. I would die if everyone found out.
Randy taps me on the elbow and points into the window. I look back through the window myself and see that, yes, Teresa's dad is once again fucking her. He's going slow, grinding around when he bottoms out, and from the sounds coming out of Teresa now...I'd say he's doing a good job.
Another minute or so and now 'Daddy' is banging her pussy hard. Damn, these two are a sight to behold, better than any fuck flick I've ever seen.
It's like he's trying to hurt her, the way he's got her wadded up on her back with her thighs spread out wide, pounding her into the bed. But anyone seeing this would know from her moans and "Oh fuck"s that 'Daddy' isn't hurting her at all, if anything, he's giving her-what it looks like-she needs.
I suddenly don't want to be standing outside this window anymore, especially with a friend next to me seeing what was supposed to be my own private show.
I know exactly what will put a stop to this, and I take off around towards the front of her house, and knock on the front door. I figured I'd give the impression that I just showed up and was looking for Teresa...business as usual.
There is no immediate answer, as I knew there wouldn't be. I wait and knock again, that nonchalant 'Hey, was wondering if you're home' kinda knock. Definitely not the 'Me and a friend have been watching you fuck your dad' kinda knock. Even with everything that's already happened, I was still skittish of the whole thing...not wanting to upset the balance, if you will.
In a minute or so, Teresa answers the door wearing a t-shirt, skirt and wet hair (dammit-those skirts get me everytime)
"Hey," she says a little apprehensively. I can tell she was trying to 'be cool'...probably still afraid of scaring me off, or worse, blowing the whole thing wide open and everyone, including mom, finding out...because judging by her reactions to her father fucking his cock into her, Teresa probably doesn't want that whole thing to stop.
"Hey, me and Randy were going to cruise around, maybe go to Fairview park...you wanna go too?"
"Can you give me a few minutes to finish getting ready," she asks. All the while I'm looking at her and getting hornier by the second thinking about what was just taking place not even 3 minutes ago.
"You look more than ready to me," I tell her. "I like you just the way you look right now."
"Are you sure?" she replies. "I don't have any make-up on and I haven't done anything with my hair."
"Come on, let's go...you look great," I tell her. For some strange reason I want her exactly as she is...freshly fucked by her father. I still can't explain what it does to me, I guess it's the recent knowledge of how much she loves to fuck...I don't know.
"Ok, let me grab my sandles," she tells me as she turns and heads back into the darkness of her house.
As we walk to my car, I see Randy leaning against the passenger door, smoking a cigarette.
"Why did you park way down here?" Teresa asks.
