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Friends Dad [M/F NSFW]

ticklishandbookish

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NSFW very sexually graphic

The sun wasn't as hot as Jill thought it was going to be today. Her best friend Dana had left for work already, but she said Jill could stay and keep using the pool. She swam for an hour after her friend left but now lay out on one of the patio chairs in the warm sun. Her long curly red hair was tied up in a tight bun while they were swimming and she struggled to pull it out of the thick wet hair now, fanning it out around her so it could dry better. Dana and Jill had been friends since they were kids, always at each other houses causing trouble together. Now, with them both about to turn twenty-one, Jill's shape had taken a little longer to fully blossom but what finally there. Her hips had widened without her noticing, and her chest went from the A cup she had throughout high school to a C cup. She honestly hated it, having to buy bigger shirts compared to Dana, who only grew to a size 2. Dana was dainty and beautiful, while Jill considered herself full and shapely.
Her new swimsuit was a blue two-piece she had bought a week ago and finally got to use. While Jill didn't consider herself that attractive, most everyone else did. They loved her full figure and beautiful hair. While Dana was blonde and tiny, she was a red-haired fire queen. Green emerald eyes and full pink lips, and freckles decorated her face giving her a unique beauty.
The sliding glass door opened, making her jump and slide her sunglasses up. Dana's dad waved apologetically and smiled.
"Hey, Dana at work?"
"Yeah, she left a little while ago. Sorry, if I'm in the way."
"You're never in the way. How's it going?" Mr. Conners came over and sat on the end of her chair. She thought carefully before answering. She had just been broken up with, the whole reason they were hanging out today. Remembering everything after the temporary forgetfulness was a hot iron in her chest. Her face dropped. "That bad?"
"Todd and I broke up yesterday." Mr. Conner's furrowed his eyebrows. He had always been a good looking man, the gray in his hair slightly more apparent since they lost his wife three years ago. He still stayed fit and was always friendly, funny, and supportive. Dana couldn't ask for a better dad.
"I'm sorry to hear that. Come on." He stood up and pointed at the door, leading into the kitchen. Jill took a seat at the breakfast bar and he poured her a margarita from the mix in the fridge and himself one.
"Thank you." They clinked their glasses together and heartily drank.
"Is there anything I can do to cheer you up?" Jill shook her head.
"I don't think so." Mr. Conners seem to think about it for a few minutes.
"I could try to cheer you up how I did it when you guys were kids." He smiled kind of evilly, making Jill smile too, and stand up, backing away toward the living room.
"Don't even think about it!" He darted around the counter and Jill shrieked, turning and running into the living room. He was faster and better prepared though, locking her arms in one of his how he did when she was little. With both her arms locked above her head she was already giggling. He darted his free hand down, spidering in her armpit for a few seconds before switching to the other one. Jill shrieked and giggled, twisting in his grasp but he held tight.
"Nohohoh, stop!" He acted like he didn't hear her, attacking her armpits until she was laughing harder. Her knees grew weak and she sank to the carpet, with him following her down. Now she was laying back against him in her arm lock, and he used his hand to press and wiggle his finger into Jill's ribs. She shrieked with new giggles and tried to twist away. Her giggles were making her weak, and he danced his fingertips on her ribs on both sides, and back up to her armpits. Jill laid there helplessly, giggling and shrieking and laughing. Despite her brain panicking at the sensation of the tickles, a new sensation was arising that she wasn't used to. She didn't want him to stop tickling her and she felt embarrassed just thinking about that. Her cheeks were flushing.
Mr. Conners reached down, undoing his belt and letting her arms go momentarily.
"Do you want me to stop?" Jill laid there giggling with her arms still above her head, laying in his lap. She kept her eyes closed and shook her head. He took his belt and tied her wrists behind him with it. With his new permission, he danced his hands up and down her torso, making her screaming and wiggle. He drew spirals on her tummy and quickly squeezed her slim sides making her jump and squeal. Every time he touched her belly button she turned red and squealed more, begging not to. He started drawing circles around it, dipping his finger in and wiggling. Jill screamed and laughed silently, twisting back and forth trying to get away from his single torturous finger. He let her catch her breath and decided when she was back down to just girlish giggling he could continue. He used his thumbs now, gently pressing into her tender hips. Jill screamed and thrashed again.
Mr. Conners was at war with himself as well, as he was fighting his arousal. Watching her wiggle around and giggle and thrash. It had never happened before, but he would lying if he didn't notice her new figure. Now she was strapped down on top of him, rubbing against him, giggling, asking him not to stop. God and she had to wear this bathing suit? Jill's perky chest was barely covered anymore, the top starting to slide down. Her nipples were swollen beneath the wet material, making it hard to tear his eyes away. While Jill was having her hips squeezed, she shook her head back and forth, tossing her beautiful hair across her face. In between her lets was swelling with a heat she very rarely felt, and she found herself wishing he would accidentally brush her there. His skillful fingers remembered all her ticklish spots, gliding across her tender hip bones, her waistline, and back up her sides and tummy where she thrashed more.
He wiggled his fingers in her neck and back to her armpits making her laughs turn back into adorable girlish shrieks, giggles, and pleas while she twisted back and forth in ticklish agony. Her laughs were getting harder, tears forming in her eyes. Suddenly she was crying. Not from the tickling but from the pain she was trying to suppress. Mr. Conners stopped and undid her wrists, pulling her up and into his arms. Jill cried for a few minutes against his chest.
"Do you want to stop?" He asked again. Jill wiped her eyes and shook her head.
"No. Can you tickle my feet?" Just when he thought he couldn't get harder her sweet innocent voice asks him this. All he could do was nod. With how close she was sitting against him he had a perfect view of her cleavage. She watched him, staring at her new assets. Todd had never wanted to touch her, even after being together for two years. Without thinking, Jill reached up and untied her suit, letting her top fall. Mr. Conners froze, looking up at her to make sure she did it on purpose. Her cheeks were flushed but she was biting her lower lip. He reached both his hands up and used his thumbs to rub her swollen pink nipples. Jill let out a soft moan without even thinking about it. Her head leaned back in pleasure, and he found his mouth on her creamy pale neck. She gasped and moaned again as he kissed her and kneaded her nipples.
He pushed her onto the carpet, kissing down her chest and flicked her nipples into his mouth, teasing them with his tongue and sucking hard. Jill moaned louder, her back arching up. He slid further down, now tickling her inner thighs. The sudden change made her shriek with giggles and try to roll away. Her ass was exposed and he gave it a hard smack making her yelp.
"Roll back over." She obeyed still giggling as he pinched her inner thighs up and down. He could see how wet she was through her bottoms as they were starting to soak through in a new way. He tickled down her knees and calves until he finally gripped her ankle. She had the classic red nail polish on, her soles creamy and high arches. Her toes wiggled with anticipation. He never thought himself to have a foot fetish but seeing her ticklish size 7's waiting to be touched surprised him. Locking her ankle in his arm he gently starting sliding his fingers up and down her arches.
Jill squealed, louder than ever, rolling around on the carpet behind him. Her foot wriggling madly in his grasp and he laughed to himself at the sight of her. She always cried when she was little if he tickled her here too long and had to buy her ice cream. He didn't let up, drawing circles on her arch and down to her soft heel.
"Noooehhehe, please!" She managed through her laughs but lost her strength to talk and went back to scream laughing and rolling around. When he finally dragged them up to her toes, her thrashing took on a new level. He was almost struggling to hold her in place now. Her laughs took on a desperate octave. He wiggled his fingers in between her toes, across the pad underneath, and back down to her arches. She was already crying behind him. He switched feet, after repinning her because she tried to crawl away, and began on the other foot in the same pattern. She lay there, screaming laughing, tears rolling down her face. She pounded the floor, her entire face red. He got a new idea and pressed his tongue into her arch.
Jill screamed and broke free of him holding her, rolled over, and tried to crawl away again.
"No you don't!" He crawled up behind her and pinned her to the floor again.
"No! I can't take it!"
"You can, and you will." He growled in her ear. With his weight on top of her, he pulled his tie loose and quickly tied her wrists behind her back.
"I’m gonna pass out! I’ll cry! What if I pee myself?!" She was trying desperately to think of any excuse to stop him.
"Won't be the first time and won't be the last." She whined at his response as he used the belt to secure her ankles together. He admired his handiwork as she wriggled in her restraint. He smacked her ass again, but her ass rose in the air.
"Oh, you like that huh?"
"Mhm." He sat back down and pulled Jill over into his lap. He smacked her ass a few more times, flushing her skin pink. He slipped a finger between her legs and rubbed for a few seconds, feeling how soaked she was.
"You're such a naughty little thing." She giggled before he started smacking her ass again. She grew wetter the more he spanked her, but he stopped when she was bright red and started to bruise. Climbing back on top of her, he faced her feet and she whined. "No, you don't get to cum yet." He grabbed the belt with one hand and started licking up her tender exposed feet. Jill screamed, bucking, and trying to wiggle as much as she could. It didn't take long before she was crying again. He licked up and down both arches, nibbled her heels, and sucked each of her toes. He made sure to dance his tongue around each toe, and nibbling right under them. Jill could do nothing in her position. He had tied the tie expertly. She couldn't even see what was happening to her. Her laughs giggles and screams were interlaced with her tears, sobs, and begging. Despite all of that, she could feel how wet she was. She was starting to drip. Her ass felt raw from the spanks, her nipples were being rubbed raw and teased on the carpet as she wiggled and thrashed against it. The electric tickles made her feet jerk and twitch helplessly as he continued sucking on any part of her feet he wanted. Finally, he stopped.
Even after he did her laughs continued, her tears still flowing. He untied her completely, her limbs falling uselessly at her sides. He cradled her head in his lap, soothing her until she realized the driving hot need between her legs. She aimlessly climbed into his lap, grinding against him without restraint. He let out a soft groan, making her continue.
Mr. Conners picked her up and carried her upstairs to the bedroom. He kissed her feverishly and she giggled at all touches.
"Next time, you will work for this." He whispered, taking his pants off. He jerked her swim bottoms out of the way. Once they were both naked, he climbed into bed next to her, and she eagerly climbed on top of him. She grabbed him in one hand and didn't hesitate to slide his entire length inside of her dripping pussy.
They both shuddered momentarily. Jill wasn't expecting him to be so large but couldn't bring herself to slow down or stop as she rose up and down on him. She moaned in pleasure and slight pain, increasing her speed. The heat in her was swelling quickly. He watched her ride him. Her hands moved up to her own hair, showing her body to him. Her breasts were bouncing with her, her wide hips rocking into him, he could cum from this sight alone.
"I'm going to cum." She whispered. He could feel his too and leaned up to get closer to her. She bounced and rolled her hips, dripping all over him in the process. He came, quickly and hard, yelling out. She slammed into him, her orgasm making her scream out, and he lifted his hips up to her, to keep them both orgasming longer. Mr. Conners heard the front door opening downstairs and slapped a hand over Jill's mouth as she continued to slide him in and out of her. Her body shuddered, and she was screaming into his hand.
"Hello?" Dana called downstairs. Jill's eyes widened but she didn't slow until her energy left her, and they both laid there, her splayed out on top of him. Jill hid in the master bathroom until Dana retreated into her room, hoping she would never have to explain this, to anyone.
 
Every girl with a daddy kink's fantasy - mine included. Well done!
 
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