My Dad’s Best Friend Is Horny

I didn’t mean to overhear their conversation, but when you get my dad and Henry together, they tend to get loud.

We were all gathered at a cookout at Henry’s house. It was one of those hot, sticky summer days, and he was grilling burgers and hot dogs. I was sitting in a chair by the pool when I overheard him complaining about how his wife had stopped giving him head ten years ago. It wasn’t what I expected him to be talking about, but here he was.

It was kind of awkward to listen to, to be honest, but quickly I realized I was beginning to feel. . . almost turned on? I couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like to suck Henry’s cock. I always did love giving head, and I had to admit that I had always had a bit of a crush on him, even though he was my dad’s best friend. Up until now, I considered him strictly off-limits.

“How are you, Chloe?” Henry said a few minutes later, as he pulled up a chair next to me by the pool. It was like he had been reading my inner thoughts.

I pulled my sunglasses up onto my head so he could see me better. “I’m good! I’m so jealous that you have a pool and we don’t.”

Henry took a big swig from the bottle he was holding and laughed, his tanned face cracking into a smile. “You know you’re welcome any time. I was just telling your dad that. My pool is your pool.”

Mustering up the courage, I finally said, “speaking of welcome, I couldn’t help but overhear you talking to my dad about, um, what was lacking in your marriage. I just wanted to say that you were always welcome. . . to that. . . with me.”

I watched Henry’s face go through a series of expressions then, and it was quite amazing to witness, and entertaining. I wished I could know what he was thinking.

I didn’t have to wonder much longer, though, as I soon found myself downstairs in Henry’s basement with him an hour later. The party continued to carry on outside. The sounds of laughing and splashing were faint through the concrete walls, as I dropped to my knees.
Henry quickly pulled his cock out from his shorts and I dragged my tongue across it, looking up so that I could watch his reaction.

“Fuck, Chloe,” he groaned, and I loved hearing my name on his lips like that.

I started to slide all the way down his cock now, shocked at how big he really was. I always had a sneaking suspicion he was well-endowed but never thought I’d get to experience it. It was seriously the most perfect cock I had ever seen.

Henry’s hands played gently with my blonde curls as I started to bob my head up and down, making his cock nice and wet as I went. I could tell he was enjoying this just as much as I was.

“God, that feels amazing,” Henry said breathlessly. “Yes, just like that, baby.”

Never had a blowjob turned me on this much. The combination of knowing that I was giving Henry something his wife wasn’t, and the taboo of him being my dad’s best friend, was a huge turn-on for me.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum in that pretty mouth,” Henry said, after only a few more minutes of me sliding my lips down around his shaft.

“Mmmm,” I moaned in response, ready to taste him.

He held my face steady as he came, his hot load shooting straight down my throat. I happily swallowed it down, my eyes watching Henry looking down at me, almost like he was in awe.
I sat back on my heels when he was finished and smiled up at him before he reached for my hand to pull me up to stand.

“We can’t tell anyone about this,” he said suddenly, putting his cock back into his shorts.

I wiped my lips and smirked at him. “Don’t worry. I keep a good secret.”

“You have no idea how amazing you felt,” he said, quieter, as we headed back up the stairs. “I wouldn’t. . . I wouldn’t be opposed to doing this again if you wanted to.”

I looked back over my shoulder at him. “I want to.”

After that, it was game on.

Henry and I pulled into an abandoned parking lot the following week. With my hair pulled back into a ponytail, I lowered my mouth down onto his cock as the sun set outside. He came down my throat then too, and this time, he was able to moan as loud as he wanted.

Two weeks after that (which felt like an eternity to wait), Henry snuck me away with him on a long weekend work trip. His job had booked him a fancy hotel room, and we spent the evening snuggling in bed and soaking in the huge tub. We knew nothing would happen except for the amazing head I was giving him, but it was still nice to touch in this way.

He surprised me on that trip by pulling out a silk blindfold and putting it over my eyes as he slid the head of his cock over my lips. I had been sitting patiently on the edge of the bed, waiting for him, and I hadn’t expected that.

It was the sexiest blowjob I had ever given. The soft sounds of the rain smacking against the hotel windows created an intense mood, and not being able to see heightened my senses to the next level.

“Nice and slow, just like that,” Henry said, sighing, as I wrapped my lips around his perfect cock.

“You have the best mouth for cock sucking. Such a good girl, Chloe.”

He started to fuck my face then, which was something we hadn’t done yet, but it absolutely turned me on. He was rough in the best way, holding me by the hair as I kept my jaw wide open so he could really get into my mouth deeply and fully.

“I think tonight I want to cum on that gorgeous face,” he said, pulling the blindfold off me.
I looked up at him eagerly and desperately, so aroused by the thought of him cumming on my face. Just thinking about it made me feel naughty.

It only took moments before he had pulled out and was stroking himself above my face, his cum shooting out onto my closed eyelids, the rest of it spattering against my cheek. Henry took the wet head of his cock and slid it across my lips, pressing his way in between them so I could suck him clean.

“Oh my god,” he said when he had finally finished. “That was incredible.”

He went to get me a towel from the bathroom and helped me clean up. We lay on the bed together, cuddling and kissing.

“I loved that,” I said, looking into Henry’s eyes. “That was hot.”

“Really?” he asked, seeming surprised and almost exhilarated. I realized he might have felt like he hit the jackpot with me. “Do you promise?”

I nodded. “I promise.” I noticed his eyes falling shut. “But it’s almost three in the morning, and we should sleep.”

Sweetly, Henry kissed my cheek and rolled over.

I settled deep into the comfortable hotel bed and fell asleep smiling.

Authors note: Hey, it’s Tamsin! I wanted this story to be taboo and thrilling and I really hope I captured that. There was something so exciting about these two that I just couldn’t stop once I started. It’s a fantasy that’s hugely frowned upon but that doesn’t mean that I can’t bring it to life, does it? 😉

I'm Tamsin (also known as Tammy), I'm the writer of all of these erotic stories. I write what turns me on and it used to be just for my personal use, but I decided to release it publically. I hope you enjoy and if you do remember to leave a comment and if you want more become a private member. If you want to know more about me, this is my personal page.

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