Tina asked me here. To watch a movie with her and her boyfriend, Preston.
And her dad.
Daddy dearest, Luke, was a silver fox.
And he was intent on the movie. Totally focused, sitting next to me on the sofa.
Totally ignoring that, his dearest darling daughter was being fingered under the thin blanket.
Oh yeah, Preston's hand was moving and Tina's mouth hung open, almost panting, almost moaning.
A ball of anxiety grew in my belly. And my panties were wet.
God damn, there was a sex scene about to happen. Yep, on screen, blondie lost her pants.
Plot? I'd lost that when Tina spread her legs.
I was very aware of the sharp uptake of breath disturbing Luke's silver moustache.
"Pause," Tina said.
Her dad used the remote to halt the movie.
She stood, smoothing her skirt as the blanket slid to the floor. Exiting without reason, Tina left an awkward silence in the room. Preston followed with an obvious strain in his jeans.
Luke grabbed the discarded blanket. "This worked for them."
I squeaked as he pressed his thigh to mine, tossing the blanket over our legs. "She's twenty-two." He tucked my hair behind my ear. "Like you. Absolutely gorgeous. Do you mind if I touch you? You can stop me whenever you feel uncomfortable."
The blood rush to my ears drowned out the movie, the situation. Everything but his eyes intent on mine and the stickiness between my thighs growing.
"No. Yes. I mean, I don't mind."
He cupped the back of my neck, his thumb rubbing at the hairline. "Good. Tina doesn't like me to be lonely since her mom died. She likes to bring me… presents. You are the prettiest one."
I wasn't a virgin, but this situation was over my head.
He leaned closer, squeezing my knee. "I can smell you. Their show turned you on."
I should leave, except the hypnotic movement of his thumb coaxed me to relax.
My thighs pressed together, wanting to take what he offered. I should not…
Luke kissed me. His lips were on mine, and when I didn't recoil, he went for it. His tongue sliding into my mouth, like it belonged to him. The hand on my neck slid down, massaging my breast, while his other hand moved up my thigh.
Unlike my previous boyfriends, Luke knew how to seduce. He kissed my neck, his beard scraping my delicate skin. "I want to suckle your lush breasts, lick your juicy pussy, and fuck you every way I can imagine." Punctuating the sentence, he stroked the crux between my thighs.
"Oh god." I tensed all the muscles in my body.
He withdrew, mistaking the tension for a lack of consent. “I can drive you home.”
"It's not me saying no. I'm…I'm….".
"Unsure. I can deal with unsure. We will go slow. Same rules apply. If you feel uncomfortable, we stop."
I offer. "Yes. Thank you."
He cupped my pussy again. "I promise only pleasure. Take off your shirt and I will prove my point."
With his help, because I'd developed a case of clumsiness, I bared my skin. A snap of his finger and my bra dropped to the floor. He eased me back on the sofa and leaned over me. Kissing me once more, he teased my flush nipples with calloused fingers.
My legs moved restlessly, but I kissed him back this time. My tongue tangled and flirted with him.
He moved to kiss my breasts. One nipple in his mouth, he drew it to a fine point of arousal. I sucked in a ragged breath, my hips coming into contact with his erection.
"Please," I hissed.
Luke didn't question what I desired from him. He knew from experience to remove my shorts. Stroking the wet spot on my panties, he removed them, too.
He brushed over my fuzzy mound. "Your pussy lips are hiding your pleasure spot from me." He thumbed open my sex like petals of a rose.
A rush of warmth flooded me. I reached for him, to touch him as he was me.
He grabbed my hand and kissed the knuckles. "Lay back and enjoy the experience. My turn for pleasure at your hands will come."
"Thank you." The gratitude sounded awkward, so I closed my eyes.
Electricity hummed when he rubbed my clit. Every nerve alive with possibility. I opened my eyes when his hands slid under my ass, lifting to his mouth.
His tongue on me was hot like a welder's torch, sparks shooting across the room. My skin sizzled as Luke massaged the sensitive center.
One thick finger slid into my pussy. "fuck, you are right. Have you had a cock in you?"
"Yes." I panted with effort.
"How many in your pussy, Maggie?"
"Three." Tonight, number four.
"How many in your tight ass?" His words reverberated through my clit.
"None."
"I wonder if you'd let me slide my cock into your innocent ass." His eyes searched my face. "Maybe not tonight. You look terrified. I'll make you come. That will relax you."
He licked my clit again, his finger thrusting in my pussy. And I wondered about being fucked in the ass. Would I orgasm? Would it feel like normal sex?
The cacophony of thoughts and the pressure from his tongue and fingers set off the sparks in my nerves. Moving through my body like the fuse to dynamite.
I looked down at his silver hair, my new friend upstairs getting fucked, while she served me to her dad.
And the TNT detonated in a beautiful blast of ecstasy. He kept licking while I shook and twisted on his sofa. My naked ass writhed on the soft leather.
All thoughts drained from me when I sank down. He kissed my belly, resting there.
"Good girl." He tucked the blanket over me.
Is that… was that all? No sex, no cock.
"Tomorrow maybe. I don't want to overwhelm you. Not yet. When you're ready, I'll drive you home."
I closed my eyes from that decision. Not ready to leave yet.