Preview: Unprotected With My Dad’s Best Friend, #1 (First time, fertile, forbidden, older man younger woman)

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A 5,500-word erotic story about lusting after the wrong man…

Amber is unbearably horny. She’s in her second year of college, but she can’t seem to find anyone interested in popping her tight cherry. To make matters worse, she can’t stop fantasizing about three forbidden older men — her dad’s best friends — including Jamie, who has a warm, rock-hard body and a huge bulge in his pants.

But when she walks in on Jamie almost naked and decides to confide her troubles in him, she never could’ve expected what would happen next…or how close they’d both get to destroying everything.

But regardless of the risks, Amber’s been waiting to get spread open and filled up for years — and there’s no way she’ll let Jamie pull out now.

Preview: 

I leaned in toward Shawn as he poured our drinks, squeezing my breasts together to emphasize my cleavage. He glanced over and looked down my shirt, and I felt a giddy thrill at his gaze. Would tonight finally be the night I’d lose my virginity?

But a moment later he’d returned to pouring cheap tequila into the red plastic Solo cups, then topping it with the margarita mix I hated so much.

“Here you go, Amber, Shawn’s famous margaritas,” he said cockily, handing me a cup, and I pretended like he’d actually put in some effort.

“Mmm, delicious,” I moaned, licking my lips in what I hoped was a seductive way, a way that would get him thinking about what else I could do with those lips. I was so horny in those days I would’ve fucked almost anyone who would have me, I just wanted to know what it was like to get filled up. The margarita was syrupy-sweet, fake tasting, and not cold enough, but I’d be damned if I wouldn’t force it down my throat and pretend I loved every drop.

Just like I wanted to force Shawn’s cock down my throat, and take in every drop of his cum. I wanted him to spread me open and pop my tight cherry so badly I felt almost feverish. I would’ve done anything to make him want me. And if getting it meant putting up with his lame attempts at bartending, so be it.

But Shawn didn’t seem to be getting the hint about what I wanted from him.

The lights went out then and colored lights appeared in their place, bouncing around the room. “Dance party!” someone screamed.

While bodies began gyrating around me, I closed my eyes for a split second. An image of Dad’s three best buddies popped into my mind, shirtless and drinking from these same plastic cups last summer when we’d gone out on a party boat on the lake. They were over twice my age, and I couldn’t quite put my finger on why I’d flashed on that image, other than drinking from the same cup.

But these cups were everywhere. Surely there was more to it.

That day had stuck in my mind for some reason, and if I was honest with myself I’d flashed on it several times since then — even sometimes when I was masturbating. Growing up, my dad’s friends had been just that, but that day on the lake I saw them as men for the first time, muscular and strong and powerful…and it was clear they noticed my curves for the first time too. I’d seen the outline of their cocks when they’d come out of the water with their swim trunks clinging to their bodies, and my nipples had hardened as their eyes washed over my bikini-clad body.

I made myself open my eyes. There was no point thinking about that — those men were off-limits. First of all, they were way too old for me, and even if they weren’t, they were my dad’s friends, people who had known me since I was little. I still lived with my dad even though I was in my second year of college, so fantasizing about these men was all the more forbidden.

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