Dad's Best Friend: (Closed for Curioius and PP)

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones was Brad's best buddy and has been since their first year in high school. He was even the best man when Brad and Barb got married. He's even "Uncle" Tom to their daughter, although she's known he's not an "official" uncle for years now.

They worked for the same company, although in different areas and they lived less than a mile apart and were often at each others houses.

It was a nice summer afternoon with a little breeze to keep down the heat and scattered clouds to give some break from the sun when Tom decided to drop in on them and to job over instead of driving.

He changed to shorts and a t-shirt and that's all. Hell, who cares and no one will notice no underwear anyway and the legs of the shorts are long enough to cover so why not be comfortable on a day off,' Tom thinks to himself.

He stretched out his 6' frame and put on a ball cap over his bit long hair locked the front door and headed to Brad's place for a cold beer.

Ten leisurly mintues later, and sweaty, he rang the front doorbell at Brad's ready for a cold beer and some A/C to cool off. 'I guess his car's in the garage,' he thinks as he waits.

 

[Curious1979]

Tara Andrews heard the doorbell from the pool and got up, grumbling. Tying her long red hair into a ponytail and walking to the door, she pulled a towel around her waist, knowing that if her mother found out she'd answered the door in her bikini thong, she'd be grounded.

Answering the door, her frown turned into a big smile, seeing her "Uncle" Tom standing there. He looked absolutely gorgeous even though he hadn't tried to.

"Hi there!" she said, hugging him, pressing against him longer than was necessary, her D tits pressing against his chest, her bikini top barely able to contain them.

When she pulled back she smiled but didn't notice that one nipple had escaped the black fabric over it.

"What brings you here?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones:

"Hi baby and how's the sexiest senior in Midvale High this fine summer afternoon," Tom replies as he gives her a hug back.

As she steps back inside and he follows her in and shuts the door Tom notices the hard and bare nipple with the edge of the bikini top just under it.

Tom had treated Tara as a young adult and not as a kid for the four years since she turned 14. He'd even answered some of her sex questions she 'just couldn't ask Mom or Dad' when she had them.

As another example if her adult status and treatment he said, "Hey Tara, lovely nipple but don't you think it should be covered before Mom or Dad spot it too," as he walks past her toward the kitchen.

"I'm getting a cold one, do you want anything baby?
"Where's Mom and Dad today," he asks as he reaches the kitchen door.

 

[Curious1979]

Tara blushes slightly and follows him into the kitchen, adjusting her bikini top to cover her breast again.

"Mom and Dad are gone for the weekend. Spur of the moment thing. I guess that's why they forgot to call you," she says, stepping over to the fridge and sidling up next to him. "I'll take a beer," she whispers in his ear, giggling.

"So how are you today, Tom?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones:

"I hope it wasn't because of bad news Tara," he says with a concerned look for his friends on his face as he opens two beers and hands her one without a word about it. He and Brad had decided when she turned 17 better to let her have one or two here and take any forbidden fruit aspect from it than have her sneak them when out where she could get in trouble, but she had to ask first.

"I'm good thanks how about you Tara? What'cha planning for the weekend," he asks as he sits on one of the breakfast bar stools and hooks his heels on the side rungs to sip his beer with a sigh then roll it on his sweaty forehead.

 

[Curious1979]

Tara walks over to him and runs a hand down his his back, a familiar gesture when he looked tired. "No, no bad news. My grandparents sold their house and wanted to get moved into their new condo, so Mom and Dad went to help."

Tara steps around the island in the middle of the kitchen and takes a drink of her beer, her mouth moving over the rim like a cock, her tongue slipping into the hole like a pussy. Tara had told Tom she was bi, so she wasn't afraid of his reaction.

Laying her beer down, she looked around. "I'm not doing much this weekend, just laying around, tanning, avoiding homework."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones:

"They said there was a sale pending. Glad all went well for her and bet she'll appreciate the help too Tara."

He smiles as she leans onto the other side of the counter top and her boobs lay on the chilly surface making her nipples harden then chuckles as she demonstrates some of her oral abilities on the bottle.

"I bet your boyfriends and girl friends like that Tara, just remember everyone you share yourself with is also all of those they've had sex with before you.
"We've discussed it before, but keep in mind that unlike love, some STD's will definitely last forever baby girl."

"Homework? What'cha have to do?
"I don't have anything planned and could help out if you wanted Tara.
"Lots better to have your company than sit home alone, right?"

 

[Curious1979]

Tara rolls her eyes exaggeratedly at his familiar speech. They always talked openly about sex and it was just a game to her. She'd heard it all before. Knew how he felt about it.

What he didn't know however was that Tara, in all actuality, was a virgin. She was saving herself for him. She had had a crush on him for years and now that she 18, she wanted him to take her virginity. She'd never tell anyone and knew he wouldn't either so there was nothing to worry about.

"I have to work on a human sexuality project for my science class," she says, taking another long drink of her beer. "Have to discuss the different aspects of different lifestyles ... gay, lesbian, bisexual, straight, BDSM. It's a very advanced school. I'd love your help if you wouldn't mind?" she said, almost jumping up and down.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones:

Tom laughs long and loudly as she jumps up and down like she did on her birthday, Christmas or if he brought her a surprise gift as a kid.

Still laughing, "Whooaaa. You'd better calm down or you'll give yourself a blackeye." And he laughs louder as she blushes knowing he meant how her boobs were bouncing and jumping around when she did.

When her exuberant antics unknotted the towel around her hips and it slid to the floor, "Ohhhh damn. Tara that's a damned hot bikini and it's clear you wax or shave, but does Mom know you have it? Have you worn it anyplace else?
"I bet the back's nothing but butt floss too, isn't it?"

"Oh and it sounds damned advanced for high school but yeah I'll try to help out if I can."

 

[Curious1979]

Tara blushes as she looks at him, bending over to pick up the towel and licking her lips. His sexual comments were driving her mad. All she could think about was stripping out of the suit and showing her just how waxed her pussy was.

She started to stand back up. As she did, she pulled both tits from her bikini top, letting them hang loose.

"No, Mom doesn't know I still have this suit," she said, trying to make him think she didn't realize about her breasts. "But what Mom doesn't know won't hurt me."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones:

"Well if your boobs keep falling out like that I suggest you only wear it here Tara.
"You've incredible big firm looking tits Tara, but if that suit can't keep 'em covered better than is has done so far unless you want to flash them at everyone around I make it a home suit if I was you.
"Hell you may as well just be naked and wear something that keep uncovering you," Tom says as he reaches under the counter to adjust a hardon he's gotten from watching her jump and now her bare tits.

'If only... but hell no, so no use in even thinking about a hot body like that and the daughter of your best buddy too,' he thinks briefly.

"Why not get what you have to work on and we'll talk about it Tara," he says as he picks up his beer and drains it.

He starts to get up, realizes she can see his woodie if she looks and sits right down again, "Get me another beer would you Tara, then get your books or whatever."

 

[Curious1979]

"Hell you may as well just be naked than wear something that keep uncovering you."

She smiles at the thought and sees his hand go down to adjust something below the counter. She can only imagine it's the hard cock she's heard tell of. Tom didn't know that Tara knew that he and her parents were swingers. Of course she knew. She'd seen them one day. Tom's big dick inside her mother, her mother screaming out, calling him "master" over and over again.

It had turned her on so much that she'd had to go masturbate.

When he asks for a beer, she fixes her breasts and goes to get it, handing it and another one for herself to him.

"I'll be right back," she says, walking to her bedroom to get her books.

I wonder, she thinks. Should I go down there stark naked? Or should I go down topless? Topless might be better. Or ... She grins and goes to her closet, pulling out a cropped-off t-shirt. Taking off her bikini top, she pulls on the tight top, feeling it stretch over her breasts. Perfect, she thinks and takes off the towel, keeping the bikini bottoms on. If this doesn't turn his head, nothing will.

She wanders back into the kitchen carrying her bookbag.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones:

When Tara returns wearing the crop top that's so tight her nipples look like pencil erasers sticking out against the fabric and with the underswell of her big jugs bare under the bottom of the shirt he wonders if it's better than that bikini top or not. Especially when she's left the towel upstairs and he can see her slit and lips through the bit of slick fabric hugging her smooth pussy lips.

'Oh just fucking great, no don't even think that word you idiot, but now I woodie is a full fledged diamond cutter that's throbbing because it wants a hot wet home.
'Damnit you idiot think of something else... homework yet that's it,' Tom thinks to himself.

"So lets see this homework," he says after a swallow of beer to wet his dry mouth again.

 

[Curious1979]

Tara smiles at her "Uncle" Tom and passes by him on her way into the living room. She takes a deep breath, wondering how long it will take him to get the hint that she wants to fuck him. She'd been hinting at it for years, but now ... her birthday had been yesterday. She was old enough. She was sexy enough.

"Will you bring my beer, Tom?" she asked, sitting down on the couch and opening her book back. Leaning down, she starts to pull out her books on sex.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom:

"Okay kiddo," he says and gets up and carries the beer to the living room.

'Ohhhh fuckingggg meowww. Look at that world class ass and the butt floss doesn't even cover all of her tight, and I bet, virgin asshole either.
'Look how the material is being eaten up by her slit and more and more of her pussy lips are showing.
'What a hot body she is,' he thinks staring at her ass before walking over to sit on the couch and set down the beer, totally unaware the fat head of his cock is peeking out of the leg of his shorts as he watchs Tara getting her stuff out.

 

[Curious1979]

Tara turns back toward Tom and smiles at him, her breasts in his face. Her breathing gets ragged as she looks down and sees the tip of his cock peeking out. She licks her lips and sets her books down, picking up the beer.

"Tom, do I arouse you?" she asks, taking a long drink of her beer, a drop slipping from her mouth and dripping down onto her chest.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones:

"Of course you do, my heart's still beating Tara.
"Now let's see this homework you have to do. Okay?" However, he doesn't look up higher than the two nipples poking out at him as he boobs move up and down and sway as her breathing gets rougher.

 

[Curious1979]

Tara smiles at him and sits down, her breasts bouncing softly as she sits. Leaning down, she picks up her books, and pulling them to her, opening it to the page that talks about BDSM.

"Our whole class has to discuss different types of alternative lifestyles. I picked BDSM. But it's hard to find books about it. And the internet has sites devoted to it, but they're all porn and needed credit cards, so can't do that."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones:

"Sure we can, from my place Tara. We'll use my comp and credit card to see what we can learn.
"If your Mom's car is in the garage I'll drive us over, if you add some more clothing that is.
"That sounds like a realllly broad subject. What exactly are they looking for in the paper you have to write?"

 

[Curious1979]

"Mainly the master-slave relationship. Ya know ... whether there's respect there or whether one person is demeaned, what kind of dynamic goes on between people who get involved in it, what kind of person decides to become a master and what kind becomes a slave. That sorta thing."

She stands up and her breasts bounce again, her shirt riding up over them before she pulls it back down. "Oops, sorry Uncle Tom. Guess I better get some less tight clothes," she says, giggling slightly and heading back toward the bedroom. "Oh, Tom," she says, looking from around the doorway, "can you put my books away for me? That way we can get outta here."

On the way upstairs, she remembers that she left a Playboy in her bag and a naked photo of Tom she had found her parents' bedroom. She hoped he didn't snoop. "Nah, he wouldn't snoop."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones:

"Sure, okay kiddo. I'll take care of it for ya," he calls out to her.

The notebook and books are stacked and he grabs the bookbag and jerks it over toward him not realizing until things scoot out the open top that he'd grabbed the bottom corner of it.

"Damn," he mutters and goes to his to start gathering things that came out together.

Now with two stacks he unzips the bookback/backpack wide open to make it a lot easier to slide things into it. When he lifts the top his eye's caught by a very familiar logo of a white rabbit in profile on a black background and chuckles recognizing a Playboy. He takes it out to look at the centerfold and when her fold out drops open so does Tom's jaw.

Around the big titted woman's wrists and ankles are drawn cuffs. Rope leads from her ankles to the bottom corners of the bed and there's a bar drawn between her ankles that would keep her legs apart.

In the picture her hands are gripping the bars in a headboard and again ropes fasten the cuffs to the bar. Someone, probably Tart, has drawn red marks on her huge tits, across her belly and ass and also drawn a cock pointing at her mouth and another at her very visible... well either pussy or asshole as it's hard to tell which.

"Well I'll be damned," Tom mutters and starts to close the magazine until a post paper starts to slide from between two pages.

"Maybe a bookmark," he murmurs as he flips it open to the bookmark and once again he sits slack jawed as he stares at a naked picture of himself taken in Brad and Barb's room at a swinger's get together just as he knelt up from between Barb's legs with their mixed cum gleaming in the flash and a string of it stretching toward the mattress. Right over his cock in the picture are two lipstick prints where, probably Tara, pressed her lips there after making them into a cocksucking "O".

A glance up at the article shows it's titled "Why BDSM? Why Not." and it's written by a Master PhoenixPrime (couldn't resist it *g) then he hears Tara on her way from her upstairs bedroom.

In two seconds the pictures in place, the Playboy's closed and in the backpack and the stack that slid out is on top of it. He's putting in the last of the things she'd taken out to work with as Tara hits the bottom of the stairs and is zipping it shut as she comes into the living room.

 

[Curious1979]

Tara looks through her closet, trying to find something comfortable, but easily removable in case she can convince Tom to let her show him just what she can do to/for him. She knew she could be a good slave, knew that he would treat her kindly but forcefully. She'd been dreaming of that since the time she'd seen him and her mother.

Deciding on a pair of black shorts and black halter top, she pulls on a red thong and matching strap-less bra before sliding on her top and shorts.

Slipping into her strappy sandals, she takes a look in the mirror. Hmmmm, maybe some lipstick would make him take a look her lips and think about them on his cock, she thought. Taking her lipstick and eyeliner out, she fixed her face then put on some perfume.

This is as good as it gets without coming on too strong, she thought and headed downstairs, stepping around the corner into the living room just as Tom was finishing putting her books away.

"Ready?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones:

"Yep, sure am Tara," he says getting up from the floor and now intentionally careless about how much hard cock sticks out past the legs of his shorts. He wants to see her reaction if she spots it.

He holds an arm out, as usual if all of them are going someplace, so she can walk beside him this his arm across her back and his hand on her shoulder.

As they head to the interior garage door, "Mom's spare keys still in the same place Tara?"

 

[Curious1979]

Tara grins seeing his cock sticking out from his shorts again, she licks her lips and shivers at his touch slightly. As they walk into the garage and see her mother's Audi TT, she nods.

"Yeah, they are. Want me to get them?" she asks, pressing against him slightly, her breasts brushing him, her hand rubbing softly against his cock.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Tom Jones:

'Yep it was Tara's lips on my picture okay,' Tom thinks to himself when he sees the reactions to her peek at his hard dick.

"Sure baby go ahead and save my pooor old back from bending waaaay down like that," he laughs and gives her shoulder a squeeze before letting it go.