My Daughter's Hot Friend Owns Me

Last week, my daughter's friend, Margot, confronted me for staring at her and getting an erection. She wasn't angry with me, instead, she made a deal with me, a crazy deal. She said she would suck my cock if I would let her bust my balls. I agreed, but had an orgasm before she could suck me. It was incredible. I can't stop thinking about it, about her kneading my balls and then jerking my cock as I shot ropes of cum all over my kitchen.

Obviously, this was a terrible idea. I'm more than twenty years older than her, but I can't stop thinking about her. Since my wife left me, I've barely had sex, so my tryst with Margot was a big deal for me. Deep down inside, I knew it has to stop. I can't be lusting after my daughter's friends.

"Hey, Dad, my friend Margot is coming over. We're going to lie out by the pool this afternoon," Eliza said as she walked into the living room. She was wearing a tiny bikini with a cover-up over it. My first thought was, 'Will Margot be wearing a tiny bikini too?' I knew the answer before the question finished in my head. Of course she will. This was going to be nuts.

"Okay, great. Have fun, I'll just be in here watching the game."

"When Margot shows up, send her out back, okay?"

"Sure, honey."

Eliza wandered out back. I put the TV on and tried not to think about Margot in a bikini. It wasn't possible, I had an erection as I sat alone in my living room. I was clearly losing my mind.

The doorbell rang, and I got up to let Margot in. She stood in the doorway in the tiniest bikini I had ever seen. My eyes darted to her incredible tits, then those hips. I invited her in and tried not to gawk at her.

"Hi, Mr. Michaels. Nice to see you."

"You too, Margot. Eliza is in the back by the pool. She said to send you out."

"Okay, see you later."

I turned to watch her walk. Oh fuck. Perfection. Thin waist, curvy hips, nice firm ass. Just fucking perfect. My cock was so hard and pushing against my pants, that I actually thought about running upstairs to jerk off. But then that gave me a better idea. I could see them from my room.

I quickly went upstairs. Margot was sitting on her lounge chair, rubbing oil on herself. Along her sides, then in that valley of cleavage between her breasts. My cock would slide so nicely between those tits. My cock was so hard, I reached into my shorts and squeezed it. I moaned as I watched them. What a fucking pervert.

Shit, I need to stop. This is nuts. I backed away from the window and went back downstairs. I still had an erection, but at least I wasn't spying on my daughter's friends like some kind of pervert. I turned on the TV and sat down to try to relax.

It didn't work, I was harder than ever. I got up to walk around, maybe I should cut the front lawn. Something to occupy my perverted mind. I walked into the kitchen to get something to drink. I was standing in front of the fridge, looking for juice or something, when Margot came walking in.

"Hi, Mr. Michaels. What are you doing?"

"I'm thirsty, I was thinking about a glass of juice."

"I'm here for some water." She turned and reached up for a glass. Her body stretched out, I admired her legs, her thin waist, her big breasts pushing against her tiny bikini. My cock was getting ever harder, I didn't think it was possible. Then she reached into the freezer for ice, bending down and exposing her perfect ass to me. I knew I should close my eyes, but I couldn't. I had to watch.

She plopped the cubes into her glass, then turned back to look at me. Her eyes quickly went to my crotch. My erection was obvious, I couldn't hide it, I didn't even try.

She set the water on the counter and walked up to me. She leaned in close to my ear and spoke in nearly a whisper. "I've been thinking about you all week. I want your balls." She pushed her knee between my legs. I moaned as she pressed it into my cock and balls. "Have you been thinking about me?"

"Yes, every second of every day."

"Good."

She pushed hard on my cock and balls. "Do you want me to knee you in the balls?"

I couldn't speak, nothing made sense to me. I nodded yes. She smiled at me and drew her leg back. I did want it. I wanted it so much.

"FUCK!" I grunted as her knee slammed into my cock and balls. A flood of pain seemed to wash over me, I felt nauseous and dazed, but I also felt so hard. So fucking hard. My cock felt like it was going to burst as I leaned forward on Margot to hold myself up.

"That was so hot," she said. As she pulled her knee back to do it again, I stared at her big breasts in her bikini. I wanted this so badly. I needed it.

"UNNNNNNNH!" I groaned as her knee hit me again, mashing my cock and balls into my body. My cock pushed against her leg. I was so hard. So full of cum. I wanted her so fucking much. I tried to stop it, but I couldn't. My cock throbbed in my pants and then began filling my shorts with cum.

"Ohhhh fuck YES!" I moaned loudly as more and more cum blasted into my shorts. She continued to push her knee between my legs as cum ran down my leg. It felt so good, I felt like my head was going to explode.

When I finally finished cumming, she stepped back and smiled at me. "That was fun, I'd better get back to Eliza," she said and grabbed her glass, and left. I stood alone in my kitchen, my cock still throbbing, and my mind blown.

Holy shit.