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I was 18 when we got a new girl in class. she (18F) was from the rich part of the city. We became best friends and I was quickly invited to their house. They had a pool and soon I would be there at least once a week enjoying the pool with her and her family. We all the time went to her room to change into our bikinis. Our bodies were nicely developed and when he was around, her dad would all the time compliment us with our bikinis and nice bodies. To her it was a bit weird, but I all the time enjoyed the compliments.

A few months later her dad changed jobs and was home more often during the day time. At the same time my friend got more into sports and would be gone for a match during the day or in the weekend. I can remember we were in their kitchen having a snack and a drink, when I said I missed swimming, as her and I did see each other less time. Her dad‘s hand moved on my leg as he said I was welcome to swim even if my friend wasn’t around. I was happy to hear that, so I did.

Once or twice a week I went there, swimming, with just the dad around, he would invite me into the kitchen for snack and drink. While we talked, his hand would slide over my legs, which became his hands on my back, my ass and then between my legs, on the wet spot of my bikini bottom. Things changed, I wanted to be around him, feeling his hand play with my privates.

The time he removed the fabric, the moment he pushed his finger inside me, when he set me on the kitchen table and kissed me down there. The time we both went swimming, his hands all over my body, our first time nude swimming, when I saw his dick for the first time. The first time I jerked him, seeing his juice shoot out, our first french kiss, our first 69, my first deep throat, my first real fuck with a real daddy. God, I loved him, I started hating his wife for being married to him. Things got messed up when his wife and my friend got home, the match had been canceled, and he was fucking me in my friend’s bed.
I still miss them both.

NSFW: yes

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