I Caught My Best Friend With My Daddy

I’m not exactly sure what woke me up. Some sense of unexpected loneliness, maybe, that had broken into my dream. I rolled over as I slowly came more fully to my senses, extending my hand to the empty side of my bed where my best friend Zoe was supposed to be. We’d been doing these weekly sleepovers for the last couple of months, ever since soccer season started. Zoe’s mom worked Saturday mornings, so Dad had offered to take care of driving both of us to and from our games, and it was just easier all around if she spent the night first. The point being I’d become used to sharing my bed with her, enough that even in my sleep I’d noticed when she was suddenly no longer there. I thought at first she must have just gotten up to go pee, but when she failed to return I started getting curious, even a little bit concerned. Especially when I glanced at my alarm clock, and saw the time. I must have just barely fallen asleep, and already she was out of bed for some reason? Something wasn’t right. I pushed myself out of bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, and went looking for her.

The bathroom door was open, the light off, so no answers there. I padded down the stairs, moving slow and careful, hand on the rail so my drowsiness wouldn’t make me trip. She wasn’t in the kitchen either, scrounging for a snack. Nor was she in the living room watching tv, like she might have been if she couldn’t get to sleep. I frowned. Daddy’s office, maybe? But why on earth would she be in there? I closed the distance, the question of what she was doing already forming on my lips, but what I saw as I approached the open door stunned me into silence. Daddy was in there with her, sitting in the middle of his old, worn-out comfy couch… Zoe down on her knees in front of him, topless, her sexy red lips bobbing eagerly up and down on his enormous, saliva-coated cock!

I rocked back a step, hand covering my mouth in shock. My eyes must have been about as wide as dinner plates as I took it all in. Daddy had one hand at the back of her head, gathering up her long, blonde hair and holding it out of her way for her, his other one reaching down to cup and squeeze her round, C-cup breast. God, she looked so sexy like that! But Zoe, I’d seen before. I’d never really looked, not like I was now, but we’d been getting changed in front of each other for years; her body held no surprises for me. Daddy, on the other hand… fuck, that was a big cock! It had to be at least eight inches…

“You like that, baby girl?” Daddy suddenly moaned.

“I love it, Daddy!” Zoe purred, continuing to stroke him up and down with her hands, her lips still softly kissing his crown as she pulled far enough off of him to speak. Fuck me… he was actually more like nine, maybe even nine and a half! I hadn’t been able to tell, before, with how much of him she’d been keeping inside her mouth! “I love sucking on your big, thick Daddy cock!” Wasn’t that the understatement of the year! She had her hands wrapped around him pretty tight, it looked like, and there still had to be at least an inch between her thumb and forefinger on the other side! Not that I had a lot of experience, mind you, other than occasionally watching some porn on my phone when I needed a bit of extra help to finish getting myself off. I was a virgin… I’d never even seen a cock in real life before! Neither had Zoe, as far as I’d known… though obviously, she hadn’t been telling me everything of late.

“And you’re so good at it, too!” Daddy teased, making her giggle girlishly before she returned him to her mouth.

God, this was so wrong… but try as I might, I couldn’t even make myself turn away, much less draw up the courage it would take to interrupt them and make them stop! And the longer I stood there in the darkness, silently watching, the less I could deny the mounting warmth and wetness growing between my thighs. It was that huge fucking cock of his… I caught myself absently licking my lips, wondering what it must feel like… wishing that, just for a minute, it could be me down on my knees for him like that, rather than Zoe!

My cheeks felt like they were about to burst into flame, I was blushing so hard in shame at the realization of what I’d just been thinking. I hate it when I do that. Sometimes, being a redhead really freaking sucks! I tried to console myself with the fact that he wasn’t actually my father, not biologically. But that was a meagre excuse, and I knew it. I’d been barely two when he’d married Mom, and I couldn’t even remember a time when he hadn’t been my Daddy. And it was legal now, too; starting the formal adoption process had been one of the first things they’d done when they’d learned just how serious it was when Mom got sick, so I didn’t even have that fiction to hide behind. And yet there I was, watching.

It was the way she trembled and moaned for him when he pinched her nipple that finally did me in. I reached down under the hem of my oversized sleep shirt, lifting it up, slipping my hand into my cute little pink teddy-bear panties, suddenly embarrassed by them. Zoe had been wearing a similar pair when we’d gone to bed, powder blue with little red hearts on them… but not anymore. She was wearing a sexy, lacy little red thong, now, highlighting the curves of her small, firm, and perfectly rounded little ass!

I was going to hell, I knew it, masturbating to the sight of my own father getting his cock sucked by my best friend… But I was literally dripping with arousal by that point, and I just couldn’t stop myself! I brought my other hand down from my mouth, eventually deciding I could trust myself enough to stay quiet, and needing to play with my boobs the way I was watching Daddy doing to Zoe. Mine were so much smaller… barely even B-cups, compared to Zoe’s fantastic, overflowing Cs. A fact which I’d been more or less okay with, right up until that moment! At least mine were really firm, and round. Hers were too, mostly… but being so much bigger meant they were also quite a bit heavier, and they hung a little bit lower than mine. God, I was feeling so confused… but I just couldn’t stop myself from thinking about it, from dreaming about what it would feel like to know he thought I was sexy, too, the same way he clearly did about her!

“Up you get, baby!” Daddy commanded. I’d been so lost in my own pleasure watching them, I honestly had no idea how long I’d been standing there. Zoe hopped eagerly to her feet, giggling and biting her lower lip, her big, full titties fully out on display for him as he took her hips in his hands, pulling her closer. He leaned down, kissing her slender, toned little belly. She moaned softly, lovingly running her fingers through his hair. I missed seeing him slipping his fingers under the waist of her thong, in the darkness, but then he was sliding it slowly down her thighs, his lips tracing down to her newly-naked hips, and there was no missing that! She stepped daintily out of her thong as it reached her ankles, crawling up into his lap to straddle him, pushing him further back against the couch and absolutely attacking him with a long, passionate kiss on the lips.

Daddy’s hands were moving everywhere; up and down her back, her thighs, her ass, her tits, squeezing like his life depended on it. Zoe’s, by contrast, hardly moved an inch; one arm wrapped around behind his neck for stability, the other hand glued to his cock. They finally broke from that kiss, panting like they’d each just finished a marathon, and started sucking at each other’s necks.

And in that moment, my heart nearly stopped!

It was only an instant, a bare fraction of a second, but I could have sworn Daddy had just looked me right in the eye as he’d been brushing Zoe’s hair away from the side of her neck. But his eyes drifted onward, registering nothing, and I slowly started breathing again, thanking my lucky stars the darkness had just saved me. I took a few cautious, silent steps backwards just the same, as much as I could while still being able to see. Maybe I should have taken my close call as a sign, retreated back to my room… I was still debating it with myself when Daddy grabbed her ass with both hands, lifting her higher up to her knees. I couldn’t see it, not directly, but something about the way she was moving her hips let me know what she was about to do, an instant before her long, shuddering moan as she sank herself back down confirmed it.

“God, I’ve missed having your cock in me, Daddy!” she gasped, nuzzling into the side of his neck and rolling her hips in small, slow circles, grinding herself onto him. I gasped too, albeit far quieter, easily drowned out by her own. That confirmed it, then; this had been going on for a while. Not just from what she’d said, but there was no way she’d have been able to take Daddy’s cock all at once like that, not if she’d still been a virgin the way I’d thought!

“Not half as much as I’ve missed this tight, wet little pussy, baby!” Daddy moaned, his fingers digging deeply into the firm young flesh of her ass.

“You sure about that?” Zoe giggled, but before he could respond she cut him off with another kiss on the lips, and started lifting herself slowly up and down.