Lucy, my daughter's best friend. - Sex Stories

Lucy, my daughter's best friend.

... spunk into the toilet bowl. Woe! Just in time. Of course it was hard not to get that picture out of my mind or that feeling of having my finger inside a teenage cunt, something I hadn’t done for 25 years. I thus couldn’t wait to get in touch with Lucy, but at the same time I was abit wary. The lust within me screamed just go for it, she is gagging for it. However in my more saner moments I remembered that she is my daughter’s best friend and thus it would be impossible to keep an affair with her a secret. On the other hand, she was right, Jen had first met Lucy at Senior school and in recent years just as my daughter had developed so had Lucy and whilst I wasn’t such a pervert that I had given my daughter lustful looks, I knew I had with Lucy and it was clear she had noticed that too. Yes there had been times when Lucy had been at my house and I had got a flash of panties or a glimpse of bra and bare flesh as she bent over and yes those times had fuelled my own masturbation session, so why shouldn’t I go for it? But on the other hand…..? My biggest problem is that I didn’t have Lucy’s mobile phone number meaning I couldn’t just contact her, which meant I just had to wait. That waiting period was 3 days and by the time I saw Lucy again as she came to visit Jen I was feeling as randy as hell and all arguments against having sex with an 18 year old friend of my daughter were lost. But how did I get her alone? Well fortunately Lucy sorted that. I was in the lounge waiting for my ...

... opportunity when in she walked. She was wearing a loose fitting T Shirt and a short denim skirt. “Jen’s on the phone to Karl, so there goes the next 30 minutes,” she said. She walked past me and went into the kitchen, I followed. She helped herself to a can of diet coke from the fridge. “So are you a lesbian?” I asked straight out. She raised her eyes in confusion. “Only you were obviously enjoying Kath’s panties,” I said. She smiled, “I like both.” I was feeling so horny and the sight of her in that clothing had my cock at bursting point. I stepped towards her and slid my hand up her skirt. “Mr Thomas you are naughty!” she said but she didn’t make any attempt to stop me. My hand rested against a pair of silky knickers and I could feel that they had ridden up into her pussy, so I rested a finger against the groove it had created. Lucy leaned forward and kissed me and I pulled her in and pushed my finger past the thin strip of material that was covering Lucy’s cunt and into her. She let out a little yelp and bit my lip as our kiss became more passionate. As our tongues entwined I felt her hand press against my groin and my cock strained against my jeans as she stroked me. For a couple of minutes we were lost in passion, we kissed hungrily and she wanked me through my jeans and boxers and I finger fucked her. Finally I came to my senses and pulled back, “I think we need to find a more private time Lucy.” She was panting heavily, but she nodded enthusiastically, “Yes, yes you’re ...