My Best Friend's Dad is On Tinder 01

I hope you enjoy this latest story. - Mona x

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I've always used Tinder for its intended purpose; finding guilt free sex when I need it.

I'm not looking for a relationship, I've already got one of those. No, I have an itch that needs scratching and Tinder gets it. Some days it's better than others.

I'm careful, my profile picture doesn't have my face in it, just a picture of my twenty-six year old tits right after I've stepped out of the shower. It's proved highly effective.

All I need to do is open the app when I get horny and there is a steady stream of opportunities waiting for me.

The one I chose that night, I picked for his merits. And when I say merits, it was the profile picture of his girthy cock laying over the top of a TV remote. It covered both ends of the damn remote.

With my boyfriend away for the weekend, I knew what I needed.

I invited my Tinder match right over.

When I heard the knock at my apartment door, I excitedly ran to the door. He was early and I'd just stepped out of the shower. Which wasn't really a problem, he was about to get exactly what I'd advertised.

I'd never had any complaints, though I'd been let down from time to time. I figured one look through the peep hole and I'd know if I was dealing a liar.

My guest was wearing a tight pair of pants that accentuated his better features. The only problem was I recognized him. My BFF's dad. I'd recognize him anywhere.

Tina and I had been friend's since we were kids, and last time I checked her parents were still married. What the hell was he doing on Tinder? My heart started pounding in my chest.

What was I going to do? Part of me wanted to ignore the door, pretend I hadn't heard it and wait until he disappeared. But I was horny out of my mind, and as I stared at that silver haired fox even I had to admit he was still in great shape.

Throwing caution to the wind, I opened the door.

His eyes climbed slowly from my ankle, up the miles of exposed leg, the curves my towel failed to hide until he reached my eyes.

"Kellie?" He gasped.

"Get in here, before someone sees you," I whispered, grabbing his wrist and yanking him inside.

"I can't be here," he replied. "You're Tina's best friend."

It was funny that was the thing he went for first, my eyes were on the wedding band on his finger.

"And you have a wife," I answered. "What are you doing on Tinder?"

"You have a boyfriend last I checked," he replied. "I'm sorry if I knew it was you, I never would have sent those messages."

He'd been very explicit about what he wanted to do with me, but now he was getting cold feet. His eyes on the other hand, hadn't left my towel, and I could see him straining at his pants.

The poor DILF was conflicted out of his mind.

"I also have needs," I replied. "What's your excuse?"

"My needs haven't been met in months," he replied.

I thought of the gorgeous cock in the photos. That was a travesty of justice. Tina's mom had access to this magnificent weapon and was leaving him with blue balls.

"I should go," he replied, heading for the door.

I stepped into the way. "You don't have to do that. This can be our secret."

His eyes bulged.

"I can't have Tina, finding out, so I'm not going to say a word. I don't imagine you will either?"

"Divorce is pretty expensive," he answered. "So it's mutually assured destruction."

I smiled. "I'd like to think this will be a whole lot more fun than that."

With one hand I took his, with the other I dropped my towel. Placing his hand over my breast, I squeezed it.

"Please fuck me, David,"

His resistance melted like butter in the summer sun. I led him right into the lounge room, his hand never leaving my perky tit. Pushing him down onto the lounge.

I guided his hand to my pussy, and as I stood over him took that finger with his wedding band on it, and slid it inside me. I was already wet with anticipation and he slid right in. I took him until the band disappeared inside me.

Poor David's cock looked like it was going to tear through his pants, so getting on my knees, I released it from its polyester prison. It was so hard it hit me in the cheek.

It was every bit as impressive in person, perhaps more so.

I licked its fat head before taking him in my mouth.

My friend's dad let out an appreciative groan as I worshipped that fat cock, sucking, slobbering and soaking it in anticipation of what was to come.

I needed it bad, and I took it. Climbing onto his lap, I lined that big married cock up with my soaked sex. I only got about half of it into me on the first thrust.

"That's it, David," I urged him on.

He grabbed me by the waist and impaled me on his perfect weapon. Once I'd settled into a rhythm he started teasing my nipples with his tongue.

Damn. Tina's mom was missing out. What the hell was she thinking?

I'm not going to lie. Thinking about my friend only made me wetter. Her dad was the forbidden fruit and I was having it all. I doubt she'd forgive me for this, but I wouldn't forgive myself if I stopped now.

I rode him all the way through my orgasm, and it tore through me like a hurricane. As I came down, I could feel his thrusting growing more erratic. I was amazed he'd lasted this long.

I jumped off his lap.

"Where are you going?" he groaned.

"You're not wearing anything," I whispered as I grabbed his thick shaft and pointed it at my lips.

He didn't need any more encouragement than that, not that men ever do. He shot his thick load right on my face. My chin, my cheeks, my lips, it was everywhere.

"Mmm," I mused as I drained those big blue balls. "I'm glad you came around."

"This is just between us right?" He panted as his excitement ran down my face and onto my chest.

"As long as you come back," I replied. "I don't think once is nearly enough of that."

*****

There are days of decision in our lives, when we know what we should do. The day I discovered my BFF's dad on Tinder was one of them. Of course I didn't know who he was until he showed up at my door.

I should have sent him packing, he was married, and her dad, and a thousand other very good reasons to do anything other than what I did. Which was invite him inside and let him show me his cock.

It was an impressive one, probably the nicest I've ever seen. I could also have likely told you that without letting him stick it inside me. I rode him on my lounge until he gave me my first orgasm in months. As a thankyou I got on my knees and let him paint my face with his seed.

I think I'm in love. I'm certainly in lust. But if my friend ever finds out she's going to be furious. Not to mention what my new lover's wife might say. I doubt it would be a thank you, though.

Not a thank you for getting him out of her hair, or a thank you for answering what appeared to be a considerable sex drive. I was doing her a service really. At least that's what I told myself.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

My heart skipped a beat.

I raced to the door, and peeped through the hole.

It was him, David. Oh dear, what was I doing?

My friend's dad. Maybe I should pretend I wasn't home. But in spite of what my mind was screaming, my hands found their way to the door handle. He'd told me what he wanted, and I knew I was going to give it to him.

Like a good little slut.

I used to hate that word, but I was banging my bff's dad, what else could you call me?

There was also the fact that I was wearing nothing but my bra and panties, and still I threw open the door of my apartment like I was fully dressed.

David's smile broadened.

"There she is." There was a confidence to him that hadn't been there last time.

"Quick, get inside," I whispered, "someone might see."

"What? No kiss," he teased loitering in the doorway.

I reached for the back of his neck, pulled him in close and parted his lips with mine. Slipping my tongue into his mouth as we dueled in the doorway.

When I let him go there was a twinkle in his eye. "That was nice, but not quite what I had in mind."

He reached for his trousers and undid his belt. With his back to the hallway, David undid his slacks and pulled out his cock. Slowly stroking it in front of me.

"I think he'd like one, too," David grinned.

My neighbors might not recognize my friend's dad, but they'd have no trouble noticing me. And still, I dropped to my knees and gave him what he wanted. What we both needed.

I sucked on his thick veiny shaft until my drool coated it, working as much of his magnificent length into my mouth as I could.

David groaned appreciatively, resting one hand on the doorjam as I did my best to deepthroat him there in the open doorway. With every moment that passed, I cared less about being caught, and more about his pleasure.

I slid one hand inside my panties, and played with my clit. I was wet in eager anticipation. I remember how good he felt inside me.

My best friend's dad pulled me to my feet, shutting the door of the apartment behind us.

"I want you," he demanded, his eyes burning with lust.

I reached behind me, undid my bra and cast it aside. His hands mauled my tits as we fumbled our way across the room to the couch. Turning me around, he bent me over it, and slid my panties down.

I stepped out of them, wiggling my tight ass at him.

"Please," I begged.

I felt the warmth of his shaft as he brushed it against my lips, gently forcing them apart.

"That's it, Kellie," he groaned. "Come to Daddy."

It was so wrong, but as he sank himself deep inside me, I couldn't help just how right it felt.

I forced myself back, taking him hard. The motion forced a moan out of me as I felt his balls smack against me. I don't know where it came from but I found myself teasing him.

"I'm not your wife, Daddy. Fuck me harder." I instructed.

Perhaps he thought I was trying to take charge, or maybe he just couldn't hold back any longer. My friend's dad grabbed my hips and gave it to me. Every red hot inch, deep inside me.

My fingers clutched at the couch for balance, but David was relentless. My pleasure filled screams got louder and louder as my climax approached. That's when I felt something in my mouth. Soft and lacy.

My panties.

David had one hand on each side of them and was using them like a bridle as he rode me hard. I groaned and panted, bucked and trembled. The sound of my pleasure muffled by my panties.

I came for my friend's dad. I came hard. My body shook as the tremors of pleasure rolled through me, filling my being.

Oh yes, this is what I needed.

"Yes, Daddy!" I groaned.

I felt him stiffen at the words, his shaft throbbing as he bottomed out inside me.

Oh no. I needed him to pull out.

Too late, I felt pulse after pulse of his hot load spurt inside me, filling my fertile young pussy with his seed. After last week, I knew just how much there would be.

His thrusts slowed as he gently pumped every last drop into me.

My panties fell to the floor as we collapsed on the couch together. I let him pull me close.

"Mmm, thank you Daddy," I whispered in his ear.

*****

"We really shouldn't be doing this," I whispered as he nudged my legs apart. My yoga pants lay discarded on the floor of the apartment and whatever my lips were saying he was getting a very different message from down there.

Those lips were wet. Ready. Eager even.

It was hard to face the cold hard reality that I needed this. Craved it even. Ever since I had come across him on Tinder I hadn't been able to stop myself. My best friend's dad knew what he was doing.

Damn did he know what he was doing.

"I have no intention of stopping," David replied before his tongue parted my folds. Slowly, purposefully he moved north until he flicked his tongue over my clit. "So if you want this to end, you're going to need to do it."

He tasted me again, and the feeling of his hard tongue against me sent a shiver through my entire being.

"Have you grown tired of me already?" He teased. "I can stop if you want."

"No," I groaned. "Running my fingers through his salt and pepper hair as I pulled him deeper into my needy sex. "Please, don't stop."

There was something to be said for David, he seemed to take great pleasure in making me orgasm. I think he enjoyed the power it gave him over me.

I thought of my BFF Tina, she loved her dad. And now so did I, but for a very different reason. I could never tell her of course, people frown on that. David was still married to her mom, but from the eagerness with which he ate me, I figured things weren't going too well there. Each Saturday, he came by utterly ravenous, and each Saturday I'd helped him drain those big blue balls.

That was me, the good Samaritan of sperm extraction, just helping a man in need.

"That's it, Daddy," I whispered. "You make me so wet."

Hearing the words only spurred him on. I knew he loved that, the dirty bastard.

That was the moment my phone started vibrating against the coffee table. I glanced down at it and gasped. It was his daughter, Tina. My best friend. I groaned as her Dad stopped what he was doing.

"You need to get that?"

"Definitely not," I replied. "It's Tina."

David had a wicked glint in his eye. "Oh well, in that case, I insist."

"No," I hissed. "She can never know."

He shrugged. "I'll keep going, the second you answer it. We both know how close you are."

He was right and we both knew it, but I couldn't answer it. Having his tongue inside me made me say all sorts of stupid things. What if I moaned his name right into his daughter's ear.

David licked his lips. "Ready when you are."

Reluctantly, I picked up the phone. He had me addicted to my release, and I couldn't say no. I needed it.

"Hey Tina," I managed trying to keep the whimper out of my voice as her Dad found my clit again."

"Hey," she replied giddily. "Feels like its been ages since I've seen you."

Probably because I feel guilty as sin. I thought to myself. "Sorry about that, I uh, I've been seeing someone," I managed between David's insistent licks.

"Really? And you haven't said a word. Is he hot?" Tina asked excitedly.

David looked up at me, eagerly awaiting my answer. I decided to toy with them both. "Oh, he's ok. I'm mainly using him for his big cock."

"Kellie," she gasped.

Her dad shook his head as he went down on me again. I was going to pay for that and I knew it. His tongue found my clit again as he sank two fingers inside my soaked sex. I could hear the sound of his fingers as they stroked back and forth.

"Ahhh," I couldn't stop the groan before it escaped my lips."

"Kellie? What was that?" Tina asked. "Is he there right now?"

"Yes," I whispered, not wanting to lie to her any more than I already was.

"Oh hun, sorry I didn't mean to interrupt."

"It's ok," I replied. "I hadn't spoken to you in ages."

I thrust my pussy into her dad's face as I spoke. I was close. So close.

David seemed to sense it too, because the next thing I knew I felt him withdraw his fingers. Still covered in my juices it moved lower circling my rosebud.

Before I could say a word, he slipped his finger right into my ass. I wanted to protest but nothing but heady moans came out of my mouth as he fingered my tight ass. With his tongue pulsing my clit, I came hard, squirting all over his chin as he pushed me over the edge.

It was the better part of a minute before I came down from my high and realized Tina was still on the phone. He'd made me climax while she listened in.

"Tina?" I whispered wondering how bad it was.

"Well now, you're going to have to introduce me," she replied.

"I'm sorry I just got carried away," I replied. It was the most honest hing I'd said to her on the entire call.

"Good for you," she replied. "Sounds like you needed that babe. See you soon."

She hung up, leaving me looking down at her dad, a big grin on his face.

"Oh you are going to pay for that, Daddy," I whispered.

He stroked his hard shaft with one hand. "Oh, I hope so."

I grabbed my best friend's dad, David, and pushed him onto the couch. If he wanted to push the envelope, I was game. He'd eaten me to an orgasm while his daughter, my best friend was on the line.

But I don't get mad. No, I prefer to get even.

So I planted one hand on his chest, holding him down as I lined his huge weapon up with my soaked sex.

"Is this what you want, Daddy?" I asked stroking his huge mushroom shaped head against my folds. He wasn't my dad, but boy did he like being called that. His dick throbbed in my hand.

"Yes," he groaned, grabbing my hips he pulled me down onto him.

I moaned as he bottomed out inside me.

The truth is, I felt like such a slut riding my friend's dad, what I wasn't expecting was just how good it felt. The fact he was married, and totally off limits should have made me feel awful but instead it just made me wet.

His wife had never been my biggest fan, and clearly she wasn't taking care of him. He'd shown up every Saturday without fail for weeks now. She was at golf, or something, flirting with her instructor, meanwhile her hubby never failed to get a hole in one.

Poor guy had big blue balls when I'd found him on Tinder, and from the first time I'd seen what he was working with, I hadn't been able to say no.

I planted both hands on his strong chest. "See how wet you make me?"

There was a satisfying wet schlick as he hammered home.

A broad grin spread across his lips. "I should have done this years ago."

"You're incorrigible," I replied grinding against him. I rocked back and forth, enjoying just how full he made me feel. There was no doubt in my mind this was going to explode spectacularly, but in the mean time I needed him distracted enough to get my revenge.

He reached up, his hands cupping my chest as I rode him cowgirl on my couch. His fingers teased my hard nipples and I let out an involuntary groan of pure pleasure.

I loved it when my lovers played with my nipples. It sent little tingles of pleasure right through me. I let his hands roam all over my body, they brought pleasure wherever they went.

"You're so damn hot," he groaned. "I can't believe you're wasting time on Tinder. You should have men knocking down your door."

"Oh they're around," I replied. "But they're not working with nearly as much as you are."

"So you just want me for my cock?" he asked, a big old grin on his face.

"It certainly doesn't hurt," I replied.

Something I'd never realized before hooking up with Tina's dad, was just how much harder older men were willing to work to bring me pleasure. The boys I'd dated had been a bundle of two-pump chumps. But David had a stamina that put them to shame, and he built on his prodigious efforts with his tongue and fingers.

I waited until he was well and truly distracted, his eyes closed as I rode him hard. Discreetly I reached over the edge of the couch and found his phone. He'd made me answer mine while he tasted me, now it was his turn to concentrate.

Fiddling about in his contacts, I found his wife, and pressed dial. I waited till it was ringing then pressed it to his ear with one hand, while I trapped his hands on my tits with my other.

"Wait, what?" his eyes bolted open as he felt the screen against his face.

"Focus, Daddy, it's your wife," I whispered.

She answered as I mouthed the words, "payback time."

His mouth dropped open in surprise and I took the liberty of grinding against him as hard as I could. He'd made me climax while my best friend listened in. I had no intention of making this easy for him.

He stifled a groan as his wife answered. Even from here I could hear her shrill voice. "What is it David? I'm mid lesson."

That's convenient, I thought to myself. I'm teaching your husband a thing or two right now.

He looked like he wanted to hang up that moment, but that wouldn't be fair. So I bent down and whispered in his other ear. "The moment that call ends, I'm getting up."

David shook his head, and the game was on. "Sorry to interrupt you, hun, I was just wondering what our plans were for this evening."

His wife, let out a frustrated groan, but I lifted his hand to my lips and sucked one of his fingers into my mouth. Giving him something else to think about as he enjoyed my soaked pussy.

She was clearly halfway through some long-winded tirade, so I lowered myself close to his face and fed him my nipple, biting my lip as he sucked it into his mouth.

Then abruptly he stopped. "Yes, I know dear. Sorry, just doing some tidying up around the house."

I dropped the phone for him to take care of it, so I could better focus my attention of giving him the ride of his life. I picked up the tempo, leaning back to savor the feel of his monster inside me.

There was no escaping the sound of his shaft plundering my tight little pussy, and it was starting to filter down the phone. I could feel his thrusts growing more erratic.

"Sorry dear, just mopping the floor," he lied as his cock went schlick, schlick, schlick inside me.

If he kept that up he was going to have to mop my juices up.

Bending down over him, I rubbed my nubile body up and down his chest as I took him.

Running my fingers through his hair I gripped him tight, my lips finding his ear. "That's it, Daddy, cum for me," I whispered. "Fill me up while you talk to your wife."

He let go of the phone, sandwiching it against his ear with his shoulder so he could use both hands on my tits. He didn't make it two more thrusts before he buried himself deep inside me and exploded.

It was like the hoover dam breaking as he flooded me with a full week's worth of pent up sexual frustration.

"Goodbye dear, enjoy your game," he said into the phone, a very satisfied smile on his face.

I hung up the call for him and tossed it aside. I sat up, still impaled on him as I rode him, more gently this time, milking every last drop out of him.

"Somebody got a little worked up," I laughed. "I think you enjoyed your punishment a little too much."

"That was supposed to be a punishment?" he replied. "Can I have another, scrap that, I'll take two."

I shook my head. "Don't get greedy, Daddy. I've got to meet Tina."

He sat up, scooped me up, his hard cock sliding out of my well used pussy. Before I knew it he had me bent over the armrest, his juices running down my leg as he took me from behind.

"Still hard, Daddy?" I asked as he thundered into me.

I rested my head on the soft leather and let him take what he wanted. He just felt so damned good. "Ok, Daddy. I suppose another one can't hurt."