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  Stretched by My Boyfriend’s Daddy (Older Man Younger Woman, First Time)

  Stretched by My Boyfriend’s Daddy (Older Man Younger Woman, First Time)

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  Stretched by My Boyfriend’s Daddy

  By Lola Wolf

  Copyright © 2016 by Lola Wolf

  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are product of writer’s imagination. Any resemblance to persons or actual events is entirely coincidental.

  All rights reserved.

  We all have our breaking point-that moment when you finally had it enough and all that is left is a dark pit deep filled with rage. At that moment, as I was sitting at the bar and drinking beer on my twenty-first birthday, I reached mine.

  “It’s not the end of the world,” Mom said when I told her through tears what happened, “You’re too young to be heartbroken. In a week or two, you’ll be over your head with another and forget all about Kyle.”

  How could she say something like that? Yesterday, when I wanted to surprise him and found him with a redhead pixie spread before him, I felt like he ripped my heart.

  “Well, what did you expect Claudia? You weren’t going to give me any. How long did you think I was going to wait for you? Another year? I’m sick of your excuses.”

  At first, all I could do was cry at his cruel words. We’ve been together for three years. Three fuckin years! He could have told me he wasn’t going to wait for me anymore, but cheating on me behind my back was low.

  The sorrow turned to resentment. If he were here, I would have slapped him instead of crying my eyes out. Lately, he had been more persistent to get me in his bed, but I haven’t dreamed he would do something like this.

  The worst of all-he didn’t stop what he was doing. After his accusing words, he slammed the door to my face and went back to the girl he was screwing.

  It wasn’t that I didn’t want to have sex. I just didn’t want to have it with him. With his dark blond hair curling at the nape of his neck and sea deep blue eyes, any woman would want him. But his touch didn’t do anything for me. We would lie down in his bed, his fingers would trace the curves on my naked body but I felt nothing. No trace of excitement, no matter how much he tried. Not like I felt when I saw his dad that one time.

  Kyle was the exact replica of his dad, only he wasn’t as wide chested or made me feel special when he looked at me. A couple of months ago, I barged in the bathroom, not aware it was occupied. The moment my eyes fell on his naked body and I saw him slowly stroking his cock, I realized what a real need was. I could feel it deep in my stomach, my hormones going wild with my nipples tightening and the moisture forming between my thighs. I wanted nothing less than took him between my lips and suck the rigid member while exploring every inch of that hard body.

  My pussy still tingled at that memory. When he saw me standing there, staring at his large length, the corners of his lips tipped and I noticed him stroking faster. I ran away, afraid of both his reaction and mine. I didn’t tell Kyle what happened. And his dad never said a word about it, but every now and then he would give me a strange look, the color of his eyes deepening as he studied my curves.

  “Give me a beer, and another one for the lady.” A familiar voice spoke from my right. Turning my head to the side, I found the familiar blue eyes of Kyle’s father studying me.

  “Mr. Lowell! What are you doing here?” The corners of his lips tipped up.

  “It’s Adam, Claudia. How many times do I have to say it?” Oh, how I loved to hear the sound of my name coming from his lips.

  “The real question is, do you know what you’re doing here?” He motioned to the bottle in front of me.

  I shrugged.

  “This isn’t a bar for a young lady like you are. Someone might think you’re looking for some fun and some old bastard like me could take you for a ride you aren’t ready for, yet.”

  Maybe it was because of the drink, maybe because it was the worst day of my life so it didn’t matter if I fucked it up even more, or because my treacherous body started tingling from the moment I heard his voice, I leaned into him and whispered, “How do you know that’s not exactly what I’m looking for?”

  A flicker of lust passed across his face and his eyes darkened.

  “You’re playing games, little girl. I’m not the kind of a man you should play with.”

  “I’m a woman, Adam,” I answered, for the first time calling him by his name. I needed him to see me as a woman, a woman who knew what she wanted.

  “Oh, I’ve noticed. Trust me, Claudia. I’ve noticed your curves a year ago. My son is a fool, but don’t mistake me for him.” His heated gaze travelled down my body and I felt wetness forming between my thighs.

  “I know you’re not Kyle. He never made me feel like you do,” I confessed, hoping he could hear the honesty in my voice. His eyes came back to mine.

  “And how is that, Claudia? How do I make you feel?”

  I let my voice down and whispered in his ear, “I could feel your gaze like a tender touch, almost as if you were caressing my body. I ache, Adam. I want to feel that for real. Do you know how many times I imagined your hands on me?”

  He slowly shook his head and whispered back, “Tell me.”

  “Almost every night. When I lay down in my bed all alone and touch myself, I would imagine it were your hands touching me down there.” His body turned to stone at my words and he released a groan.

  “I imagined you above me, playing with my pussy and making me scream. Then, when you made me wet, you would put the tip of your cock inside me and make me yours. I want to know, Adam, how would you feel deep inside my walls, to be the first to stretch me.”

  He put his hand behind my neck and squeezed, not painful but strong enough I couldn’t move away and growled, “You have no idea what you’re doing to me. This is your last chance darling. Get up and walk away while you still can because if you say one more word, I am going to take you. It’s not going to be sweet or easy. After I’m done with you, you won’t be able to walk for a week.”

  His hand disappeared and he was watching me closely. I’ve never seen him looking like that, barely controlling himself. Instead of standing up and running while I still could, I did what he wasn’t expecting. Putting my hand on his thigh and brushing my lips on the corner of his mouth, I gave him my answer, “Take. Me.”

  ***

  Silence stretched as he drove us to his house. After my bold statement earlier in the bar, Adam paid for our drinks and walked me to his shiny black Mercedes. Without a word, he opened the door for me, then climbed in the driver’s seat.

  He parked the car in front on his house and I saw Kyle’s car wasn’t there. Not that I was expecting it would be. At first, I thought we were going to a motel but when I saw the familiar streets, I knew where he was headed.

  “Kyle is out with some friends.” He spoke, noticing I was looking at the spot where Kyle’s Camaro was usually parked.

  “I don’t care,” I answered truthfully. I really didn’t. For all I care, he could have been there, watching what we were going to do. The bastard didn’t deserve better.

  “Do you want’ something to drink?” He asked, closing the front door behind me.

  “I want you,” I replied and reached for the top button of his shirt.

  Adam studied me as I slowly removed his shirt. With trembling fingers, I traced the lines of his hard body. Even though he was in his fifties, his body was solid, his muscles flexing under my touch.

  “Last chance, baby,” he warned. In
response, my hand reached for the bulge straining against his jeans.

  “Fuck!” His mouth covered mine. My nipples tightened with the hunger he was kissing me, as if he couldn’t get enough. I loved the way he kissed; there wasn’t a hint of hesitation. This was a man who knew what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it.

  “You taste so sweet, baby. So innocent,” he murmured, his lips finding the sweet spot below my ear.

  “Please, Adam!” I needed more. His touch was like a flame, my whole body was threatening to explode.

  “What do you want, baby?”

  “More. Everything,” I breathed.

  His hands reached the hem of my dress, and in one swift move, he pushed it over my head and tossed it on the floor. Standing before him, only in my black, lace bra with matching panties, the same one Kyle bough me, I never felt more self-conscious. Deep, blue eyes memorized my every curve; his fist clenched as if he was afraid of what was he going to do.

  “What are you waiting for?” I mocked him.

  A predatory smile stretched across his lips. Then, he was on me, pinning me to the wall, kissing me with a hunger I never felt from a man before. Reaching for the zipper, I pulled out his hard length. He was even bigger than I thought, much bigger than Kyle’s. For a second, I was afraid if it was going to fit.

  Abruptly, Adam pulled away from me, and a whimper of protest passed my lips.

  “Get down on your knees, baby,” he ordered. Without hesitation, I did what he asked, anticipating what was going to happen next.

  He pushed his jeans to the floor, finally letting me to admire the view of his naked body. My pussy was dripping with juices. I’ve never reacted to a man like this before. In two short steps, his cock was in front of my face. Bringing the tip of his throbbing member to my lips, he ordered, “Suck it, baby. Open your sweet mouth and let me in.”

  Licking at the wide head, I savored the exquisite taste. More, I wanted more. My lips closed around the hard length and I started to suck. Large hands wrapped around my long, dark hair, holding me in place as his hips moved, every time pushing an inch more.

  “That’s it, baby. Suck my cock. Wrap those sweet lips tighter and take me deeper.” Moaning around his member, I heard his breathing deepened. Knowing how it affected him, I hummed louder, trying to take more of him. I wanted him out of control.

  “You’re a good little cocksucker, Claudia. You feel so good with those hot, little mouth wrapped around my cock.”

  I could feel the change in the way he pushed inside me and expected to feel the hot cum for the first time, wondering how was it going to feel, but he pulled back.

  “Get up,” he ordered, his voice strained. Hesitantly, I did what he asked wondering why he stopped. He wrapped his hands around my thighs and brought me up, my legs instantly locking around his waist. He headed upstairs, all the way whispering things he was going to do to me.

  Passing the door to the Kyle’s room, an idea formed. Without thinking, I told him what I wanted. For a second, he froze and I lectured myself for speaking. I didn’t want him to stop.

  Adam turned and opened the door to Kyle’s room, heading straight for the bed. Gently, he let me down on my back and kneeled between my thighs. Lowering my bra, he let my breasts spill and his head lowered, his experienced tongue played with my nipples as his hands explored my body.

  “Hurry. Please.” I pleaded. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted him inside me. In a move I wasn’t expecting, he tore my panties and tossed them on the floor. He put my legs over his shoulder and a second later, his hot tongue reached inside my opening.

  “Oh God!” I breathed. I felt so good. I’ve never had a man going down on me. He feasted on my pussy as I begged him for more. Soft lips reached my clit and he sucked, when I felt a fat finger pushing inside my walls.

  “Yes!” I screamed and after a couple of strokes, he added another finger. Slowly, he pushed in an out.

  “You’re so tight, baby. I’ve never felt anything so tight in my life. I can’t wait for you to grip my cock.”

  “Please.”

  He chuckled and sucked on my clit, his fingers pushing harder with every move.

  “Adam!” My vision blackened, my body started trembling and I exploded in a rush of sensation.

  Opening my eyes, I saw Adam moved and he brought the tip of his cock to my pussy. In fascination, I watched him slowly pushing it in and enjoyed the unfamiliar sensation. The feeling I had earlier of not being able to fit in disappeared. I was dripping and the first two inched easily pushed in.

  Then, I felt it. His hot member reached the thin barrier.

  “Ready?” He asked.

  “Yes.” Before the words left my lips, he slammed inside in one stroke. Crying at the intrusion, I could feel the pain mixed with pleasure. His lips covered mine, deafening my scream. He didn’t move, his hard length was buried to the hilt and soon, there wasn’t any pain anymore. Just a raw need. Buckling my hips, I urged him to move.

  Slowly, he pulled out almost all the way, then just as slowly, pushed back.

  “Faster!” I pleaded against his lips. His hips moved and his lips went to my neck, trailing kisses as he murmured how good I felt.

  There wasn’t a thing that could compare to this. It was a pleasure like I’ve never felt before.

  “I love your pussy, baby. You’re so sweet. So tight, gripping my cock as if you can’t get enough.”

  “Please, Adam.” I writhed beneath him, begging him for more. His pace quickened and soon, he was pushing so hard I could feel the bed move.”

  “Yes! Yes!” Screaming, I came again, my body finding pleasure again, the walls of my pussy clenching around his hot member. Adam tensed, then cursed. His body shuddered and hot spurts of cum hit deep inside my pussy.

  ***

  Fifteen minutes later, Adam fell asleep, his body wrapped around me. Slowly, not to wake him up, I moved away. There was a small smear of blood on the bed, but I knew Adam was going to get rid of it. Adjusting my bra, I searched for my panties. They were lying on the floor, beside the bed.

  An idea formed and I felt the corners of my lips tipped up. Instead of taking them with me, I pushed them under the bed. It was only the matter of time before Kyle found them.

  Until then, I planned to repeat what we did earlier. After I wrote down my number on a piece of paper, I left it in Adam’s bedroom.

  I just hoped Kyle wasn’t going to come home too soon.

  ******

  An excerpt from Seducing Daddy’s Best Friend

  By Lola Wolf

  He closed the door and turned the key, locking us in.

  “What are you doing?”

  One corner of his lips turned up and he loosened his tie, then threw it on the floor.

  “I called your dad and told him we’re gonna be working late. I’m not one of those boys you can fool around, Leah. It’s time I teach you why you shouldn’t be playing with men.”

  Hearing his words, I could feel the moisture forming between my thighs. Button by button, Mark got rid of his shirt.

  “You’ve been a bad little girl. I know exactly what a slut like you needs to learn not to tease me.”

  No one ever called me a slut, but hearing that word coming from his mouth only aroused me more.

  About the author

  Lola Wolf loves dirty words, long beaches and rock music. She writes erotic romance stories that come from her secret fantasies.

 

 

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