Friend's Father

My parents were very strict, and even though I had just celebrated my
18th birthday they still insisted on me being home, where they
considered me safe and sound, before 8 o'clock in the evening, and I
took a lot of teasing from my girlfriends about that. It often seemed
to me that they had complete freedom and could be out until all hours
of the night, but I guess that was an illusion born out of my own
frustrations at being house bound so often.

I'm sure they had restrictions too, they just didn't seem as harsh as
mine. So, it was with very little expectation of success that I asked
mom and dad if I could spend the weekend at my friend Archana's
house, even though I produced a letter from her dad saying that it
was ok and that I would be well supervised and he would appreciate it
greatly as Archana really needed a friend at this time - her mother
had passed on suddenly about 9 months ago, and she was still very
upset.

Imagine my surprise, therefore, when after a long consultation in the
kitchen, they came out and said I could go, as long as I promised to
abide by the same rules there as I had here in relation to not being
out late, and that I did whatever Archana's father told me to do - my
parents were very big on obedience and responsibility! Well, I
couldn't wait to ring Archana and tell her the amazing news, and she
was every bit as shocked as me, and laughingly asked me if I was
drunk.

Actually I felt that way a bit, intoxicated with this new freedom,
but I held it in check around mom and dad, as I didn't want them to
see how excited I was. The weekend couldn't arrive quick enough for
me, and time seemed to hang like never before, but finally it arrived
and mom carefully packed some clothes in a bag for me and somewhat
reluctantly walked me over to Archana's house, a couple of blocks
away. I almost giggled as it seemed so much like my first day at
School all over again with an almost tearful mom walking me there and
telling me if I needed anything to ring, and not to do this and not
to do that.

But eventually the door of Archana's house opened and there stood her
dad, a tall man with a grin a mile wide on his face and the most
amazing twinkling eyes, I swear my mom was almost simpering as she
handed over my bag to him and thanked him for his invitation and for
looking after me, and if there was anything..... at that point he
grasped her hand and kissed it, thanking her for allowing me to come
and he told mom how pleased Archana was going to be and how he could
see from meeting her that he would have absolutely no problems with
me, as clearly mom was a class lady. Well, she was like butter in his
hands after that, and as I watched her walk away, I could have sworn
there was an extra lightness to her step, an extra swish to her hips,
gosh, if I didn't know better I'd swear she flirting a little as she
looked back over her shoulders and waved to the both of us standing
on the steps.

I heard Archana's dad chuckle, "Ok, let's get inside before Archana
bursts" he said, and as I turned around I saw his eyes slowly sweep
up and down my body, and I felt my face flush, "Archana's really been
looking forward to this weekend, and so have I" he added, and once
again his eyes seemed to drink me in completely.

As I walked ahead of him into the house, I could feel his eyes on me
and it felt strange, but at the same time nice, maybe I even wiggled
my hips a bit too, just to tease him a little. I'd only met him a
couple of times before at School functions and had always been struck
by how handsome and sophisticated he seemed, now being so close to
him and almost alone, his presence was almost overwhelming and I felt
my heart begin to beat a little faster. Then I was in the lounge and
Archana was hugging me and we were squealing excitedly, and
chattering a million miles an hour, and I saw him smile softly and
move away, carrying my case with him. "Oh, we've moved the spare bed
into Archana's room" he said, "So you don't feel uncomfortable in a
strange house, you don't mind sleeping there do you?"

"Oh, no, that will be lovely" I spluttered, trying to tug Archana's
hands from around my neck and smile at him at the same time. Then he
was gone, and I was able to focus on Archana, and we literally fell
on the couch and hugged some more, then sat back and talked and
talked as if we hadn't seen each other in years - although it was
only a matter of hours that we'd been in School together. It just
seemed so different somehow, being here, being together in a social
setting instead of a School setting, and then I was checking out her
CD collection, and asking for this and that to be played. Gosh she
seemed to be able to play whatever she wanted as loud as she wanted,
so different to me at home, and I found myself relaxing totally.

Her dad, who's name was Ganeshan, moved in and out of the room a few
times as he was preparing supper in the kitchen, and each time I felt
his eyes on me and felt myself glow, but I tried not to look in his
direction in case Archana noticed. Then he called us in to supper and
I was surprised by the array of food, all of which Archana told me
proudly, her dad had cooked. It looked delicious and it tasted
delicious and I think I may even have made a bit of a pig of myself,
but it didn't seem to matter, there was a lot of laughter and witty
repartee flying around and I watched in awe the incredible
interaction that Archana had with her dad, so totally different to me
and my dad who tended to be a little on the somber side and certainly
didn't believe in frivolity around the dinner table, they were like
friends more than close relations.

It wasn't long before my own inhibitions flew out of the window and I
joined in the laughter and the jokes, even when they were at my
expense like when Ganeshan suddenly stopped and looked at his watch
then looked at me and frowned and said in mock seriousness "Well past
your bed time young lady!". We all fell around laughing. It was such
a fantastic meal, and it carried on in the same light vein afterwards
when we all went into the lounge and sat around playing records.

I was still stunned when Ganeshan actually got up and danced with us,
even though Archana was giving him heaps for his lack of rhythm, and
I couldn't believe my ears when he responded by telling her you
didn't need rhythm for this modern dancing, just a tight butt, and he
turned and wiggled it at her. Archana just dissolved into laughter,
and pointed out that he didn't even have that! Which I thought was a
little unkind, in fact, I thought he had a gorgeous butt, and even as
I thought that I felt the color flood into my cheeks, and get even
worse when I saw him grinning at me.

I meant to turn away straight away, but then I would have had to face
Archana and I knew my face was flaming, so I had to dance facing
Ganeshan, and I saw his eyes drop down to my thrusting breasts and
stay there, and the heat really exploded through me and I realized
that I was suddenly very conscious of him as a man and of me as a
woman. Worse still, I found myself thrusting my breasts out even
further as if inviting his eyes, and he knew what I was doing and
grinned even wider, letting his eyes roam slowly up and down my body,
before Archana swung around me and deliberately bumped into him
saying "Daddy, you are awful, you're deliberately making Samantha
feel uncomfortable by staring at her"

"Who me?" he said, his face taking on a totally innocent look, "I
wasn't staring, I was just mesmerized by her incredible beauty, and
couldn't move my eyes" he said. His facial expression and the way he
said it sent us both into gusts of laughter and we fell on the floor
clutching our sides, but underneath I was secretly delighted, he
actually thought I was beautiful! The laughter served to cover the
heat that was flowing through me, and by the time we'd stopped
laughing Ganeshan had pretended to be offended and pranced out like a
sulky boy, sending us into fresh laughter.

The rest of the evening Ganeshan stayed out of sight, playing with
his computer so Archana said, and we chatted and laughed and
generally had a great time, until Ganeshan appeared at the door and
pointed at his watch, "Definitely time for bed now" he said, "Or your
parents will have my hide"

Even as he spoke, the telephone rang and he picked up the
receiver, "Hello, Ganeshan here" he said, "Oh, Mrs. Reed, yes
everything's fine, Samantha has been no trouble at all. Yes, they
went off to bed about an hour ago, I thought I'd let their first
evening together go a bit longer that normal, was that ok? Ah good,
no, don't worry, I wont tell her you called, I know how sensitive
children can be if they feel they're being checked on. Goodnight,
thank you for calling"

How Archana and I managed to contain our laughter when he was
speaking on the phone I'll never know, but when he put the phone down
we just whooped with laughter, "Daddy" Archana said, tears rolling
down her face, "Didn't you always tell me I shouldn't tell lies?"

"Lies?" he said questioningly, "I didn't tell any lies, my watch
stopped so it still says an hour ago, so if you get off to bed before
I rewind it I'll be saved from purgatory!!" and made a shooing motion
towards the bedroom. Archana, still laughing, rushed over and threw
her arms around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth - much to
my amazement - and then rushed from the room. I hesitated a moment,
not quite sure what I should do, then I walked up and put my hands on
his shoulders and lifted my face sideways for a peck on the cheek. He
chuckled, "You don't think you're going to escape that easily do
you?" he said softly and tilted my face straight and kissed me flush
on the lips. Not a fleeting kiss, but a long, firm kiss, and he even
slipped his arms around me and pressed me close. I was shocked, and
excited all at the same time, and didn't know how to react, then he
pulled back and looked me right in the eye, "I really meant it
earlier, you are incredibly beautiful!" and he brushed his lips
across my forehead. Then he pulled away and walked into the kitchen
without a backward glance.

For a moment my legs refused to operate, I just stood there shaking
slightly, feeling the heat coursing through me and feeling incredibly
turned on. Then Archana's voice exploded down the hall, "Hey, come on
Samantha, what are you too up to in there?"

I flushed once more and dashed down the corridor to the bedroom, "I'm
sorry, I needed a drink of water" I stammered, and she just sat on
her bed and grinned at me. Then I turned my back and slipped out of
my clothes - feeling very self conscious, as I'd never shared with
anyone before - and slipped into my silk pajamas and into my bed.
Archana switched the light off, but we didn't go to sleep straight
away, we chatted and giggled like girl friends invariably do when
they get together, comparing our views on all the boys at school. She
did ask what I thought of Ganeshan at one point, but I pretended not
to hear and changed the subject quickly, I still wasn't sure about my
reaction to him, it was something more powerful than I'd ever
experienced before. I fell asleep with that thought on my mind.

I don't know how long I was asleep, or what it was that woke me up,
but suddenly I found myself lying in my bed wide awake, listening to
the unfamiliar sounds of a strange house, the squeaks and groans as
the wind outside the window bent the branches of the tree, and I
shivered slightly. I looked across at Archana in the dim light
filtering in from the moon outside and saw that she was apparently
fast asleep, and for a long moment I stared at the ceiling, my mind
going over the events of the day. Then I realized that I needed to go
to the toilet, so I slipped from my bed, crept across the thickly
carpeted floor and eased the door open. The corridor itself was quite
dark, but there was a faint light at the end as if a small light had
been left on in the lounge room. I crept down to the bathroom and did
what I needed to do, making sure that I flushed the toilet completely
before opening the door so that the sound didn't carry throughout the
house. Then I stepped outside and decided that I needed a drink of
something, so walked down to the lounge, which was lit by a small
table lamp, and through to the kitchen and opened the fridge.

Out of the semi gloom a soft voice spoke, "Anything I can get for
you?" and I nearly died of fright, jumping back with a startled yelp
and turning around, to find Ganeshan standing in the doorway to the
lounge grinning at me. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you" he
said, "I heard a noise and came to investigate"

I flushed and stammered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake anyone up
I just had to..."

He grinned, "I know, it can get you like that sometimes, usually when
it's freezing cold and the bed's all warm and you don't want to
venture out"

His grin was infectious and I was soon grinning back at him. Then I
saw his eyes drop, and I realized that my silk pajamas weren't doing
a very good job of covering me up. I automatically lifted my hands
and pulled my top more closely together, but could do nothing to hide
the thrust of my hard nipples against the material. Then his eyes
were back on mine and there was a warmth in them that hadn't been
there before. "You can grab a drink and head back to bed if you like,
but now I'm up I think I'll have a drink and watch TV for a while" he
said and moved across and got a drink from the fridge, and walked
into the lounge and switched on the TV real low.

I stood there a moment in total uncertainty, then grabbed my drink
and followed him in, and stammered, "Well, I seem to be wide awake
too and if I go back to bed now I know I'll never get back to sleep"

He smiled and beckoned, and his eyes guided me to sit beside him on
the couch, "Well, we can't let you get cold, can we" he said, and to
my surprise slipped his arm around me and pulled me close. For a
moment I froze, then seemed to melt into his embrace, cuddling up to
him, mmmmm, I can't remember the last time I cuddled up to my dad
like this, Archana was just so lucky. I sipped my drink and set my
eyes on the TV screen, but I wasn't really conscious of what was
going on there, I was just so aware of Ganeshan's closeness, the heat
of his body, his breathing, and I felt myself snuggling in even
closer.

Then he leaned over me and placed his glass on the side table and
took my empty glass and placed it there too, and his face was close
to mine, and he was staring into my eyes. One of his arms was around
my shoulder, the other was free, and it was that free hand that
lifted my face up, and for a moment held it poised, then he leaned
down ever so slightly and brushed his lips over mine. It was almost a
feather touch, but it electrified me! And I think I gasped out loud,
because he quickly pulled back and looked at me. I thought he was
going to apologize, tell me he hadn't meant to do that, beg my
forgiveness, but he did none of that, he just looked me deep in the
eyes and smiled. "Mmmm" he whispered, "You taste as beautiful as you
look"

A shudder ran through me, fighting with the fire that had been racing
through me since the moment his lips touched mine, and I was unable
to speak. Part of my mind was screaming out stop, but the word wasn't
making it to my lips. The other part was saying kiss me again, but
that too failed to make it to my lips. But I guess that latter
message must have made it to my eyes, because after a moment's
hesitation he leaned forward and kissed me again, this time more
deeply and more passionately, and my lips responded, perhaps a little
reluctantly at first, but then with a passion I didn't know I
possessed.

The kiss seemed to go on forever without either of us taking a
breath, and when we pulled apart we were both almost panting. Then he
lifted his hand, and to my astonishment, cupped my young breasts
though my silken pajama's, folding his hand around one, then the
other and just rubbing them lightly, and immediately my nipples
soared into life, thrusting up into his palms with an eagerness that
amazed me, and he took them between his thumb and finger and rolled
them around, making me gasp loudly. All the time he seemed to be
staring into my eyes as if assessing my reactions, looking for some
sign that he should stop, but the sign never came, my body was on
fire, welcoming his caresses. My tongue was licking across my lips as
I gazed back at him, and from time to time dropped my eyes to stare
at his hands caressing my breasts, and it was as I was looking down
that his hands moved from my breasts and slowly began to unbutton my
pajama tops.

Once again part of my mind was screaming stop and part was screaming
go on, and I was left floundering in the middle, a spectator almost,
as he moved my pajama tops aside and slid them from my shoulders,
releasing my naked breasts with their stiffly swollen nipples to his
gaze for the first time, and he sucked in his breath sharply, "My
god, you have absolutely beautiful breasts" he whispered hotly, and I
felt them swell and stiffen even more from his tone of adoration.
Then he was leaning down and brushing his lips over them, his tongue
trailing a pattern around my nipples before sucking them in to his
hot mouth. Everything slowly and infinitely gently, and a shiver and
a shudder ran through my body.

Now was the time to say stop, he'd already gone further than any boy
or man before, in fact no one had ever seen me and touched me like
this, but I found myself loving it, loving his hot looks and his
delicate touches, and instead of reaching up and pushing his head
away, I reached up and pressed him even more firmly into my breasts,
arching them up into his face and whimpering softly, "Oh yes, yes
Please" grief, was this really me?

The feelings his lips and tongue were invoking in me were totally
amazing, my whole body felt like liquid fire, and my breasts, god my
breasts were just about exploding as he teased and licked and sucked
on my nipples. So focussed was I on the pleasures that he was
bringing to my breasts, that I didn't even noticed when he lifted my
body slightly and slipped my pajama bottoms off, didn't notice until
I felt the gentle touch of his fingers stroking across my pussy.

Well, my body took off like a volcano, and I cried out loudly, then
smothered my mouth as I realized that I might wake up Archana. Even
before that initial reaction had played itself out I was assailed by
an even more wondrous feeling as his fingers slipped inside me and
caressed my throbbing clit, "Oh God!" I cried through my hand
covering my mouth and my body lurched and shuddered yet again, and my
arching body caused his fingers to slide even deeper, "Oh Ganeshan,
Ganeshan, Please" I whimpered.

He pulled back ever so slightly, "Do you want me to stop?" he asked
quietly, but even as he waited for my reply his fingers were busy
stroking my pussy and my clit, driving my body to new, uncharted
waters of feelings, and I embraced them and I wanted them. My answer
was to reach down and cover his hand with mine, pressing his finger
even further into my pussy, and his response was to plunge his lips
down over mine and kiss me passionately as his fingers worked and
worked my squirming pussy.

Then his lips were gone from mine, trailing down over my body, over
my super sensitive breasts and over my stomach, until his lips
finally brushed over my pussy lips, replacing his fingers, and a new
electric current ran through me, causing me to spasm and spasm and
spasm. This was totally crazy, I knew I was cumming, after all I
wasn't completely innocent, I'd played with my own pussy a few times,
so I knew what an orgasm felt like, but this was totally different,
infinitely more powerful, and from just the brush of his lips? crazy.
If he noticed - which I'm sure he did - he gave no hint of it, he
kept his lips moving over my pussy and his tongue slid inside and
started to roll around my throbbing clit, and I went over the top
once again.
I don't know how long he played with my pussy and my clit, or even
how many times I came, I was just floating in a constant state of
sexual bliss like I didn't even know existed. But then he withdrew
his lips and his tongue and I felt lost, and my eyes flew open, a
groan of disappointment forcing its way passed my swollen lips. Then
I sucked in my breath as he moved to slide down his own pajamas to
reveal his enormous erection, kicking them away from him and pealing
off the top too, but I hardly noticed that, I was staring wide eyed
at the first real man's erect cock I had ever seen. It looked HUGE in
the flickering light from the TV, LONG and THICK, although I guess it
would have been about seven inches in length, it's tip already
glistening with some kind of liquid, and I shuddered.

He reached up and stroked his own hands the length of his cock and I
saw the shudder run through him, "Samantha" he whispered hotly, "Will
you? Can I?"

I was shocked by his sudden timidity and uncertainty, by the almost
anguished look in his face, then I sat up slowly and reach forward
and took his hand off his cock and replaced it with mine, stroking
him as lightly and slowly as he had stroked me, and it seemed to have
the same effect on him as it did on me as a gigantic shudder wracked
his body and his knees dipped, almost throwing him to the floor.

I didn't have a clue what I was supposed to do, I just went with my
primeval instincts as I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around the
head of his cock, my hands automatically dropping down to cup and
fondle his big heavy balls, and I heard him groan through the shudder
that hit him again. Damn, I was beginning to like this, the power I
held over him at that moment, and I released his cock head from my
mouth and ran my lips and tongue the length of his massive staff.
Then I pulled back and looked up at him and grinned, there was an
expression on his face that was halfway between ecstasy and agony,
and I wasn't sure if it was because of what I was doing or the fact
that I'd stopped. "Am I pleasing you Ganeshan?" I asked.

"Oh god, yes" he groaned, "But......"

"But what?" I asked.

"Oh, I don't think......." He stammered.

I smiled up at him and stroked his throbbing cock once again, "I
think I know" I said, "And I want it too, but......it will be my
first time, you'll need to be gentle"

My words seemed to explode through his body, and he stood there
shaking and shuddering, indecision, fear and lust crowding through
his face all at the same time. Then with a deep groan that seemed to
start at his toes and run right up his body before emerging from his
mouth, he leaned down and pressed me back onto the couch and adjusted
my body so I was lying down, and he slipped into position between my
widely spread legs, his massive cock brushing lightly across my pussy
lips and my light dusting of pubic hair. A sudden thrill passed
through me as I realized I was going to do it, at last I was going to
know a man in the truest sense of the word, then I closed my eyes and
prayed that he'd be gentle.

And he was, infinitely gentle as he fed his big cock slowly into my
pussy inch by inch, stopping frequently to let me adjust to his size.
I think he was a little surprised that he didn't encounter my hymen,
but I'd accidentally broken that when I was experimenting with a
vibrator - I remember how it scared me when I saw all the blood - but
this time there was none, and I think he may even have been relieved
as his cock found no impediment and he fed it into me deeper and
deeper. God I never thought it would end, he was so big and thick,
and when I finally felt his balls banging against my ass cheeks, my
legs were almost in the splits position. Then he stopped and held
himself there for what seemed an age, and my pussy walls clamped
around him, and began to milk him, causing him to groan again.

Then he began to move, slowly at first, then with increasing speed
and power, thrusting his big cock deep and hard, faster and faster,
and I was bouncing around on the couch, crying out encouragement, God
I was loving it, loving being fucked for the first time in my life,
it was everything I'd ever dreamed of and more. The sensation of the
whole length of his massive cock feeding between the lips of my pussy
and brushing over my incredibly sensitive clit was almost
overwhelming. I bucked to the rhythm of his thrusts as if engaged in
a mad, crazy dance. I lifted up eagerly to receive his cock as it
plunged downwards with ever increasing force and ferocity. I cried
out words I never thought would pass my lips, "Oh, yes, Ganeshan,
fuck me, fill me with your heavenly cock, fuck my pussy hard, I want
you, I want every part of you, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

And my words were like hot barbs, prodding him into almost frenetic
action, as he pounded his cock into me over and over again, his lips
and tongue ravishing my shaking, shuddering breasts, nibbling, and at
times even biting my super sensitive nipples, and I started to spiral
totally out of control. I felt his smooth , thrusting rhythm start to
falter, become more ragged as his heavy breath took on a hoarse,
strained pitch, "Oh god, Samantha, I can't hold back, I want to fill
you, I want to empty myself into your amazing pussy, oh god, yes,
yes" And he bucked and heaved and thrust with renewed vigor, and I
felt his cock thicken, and thicken some more, until finally it just
seemed to explode and a jet of hot liquid burst into my pussy,
scalding it to the core, searing the walls of my pussy, "Aaaaaargh,
yes, cumming, damn it I'm cumming, cumming,
cuuuuuuuummmmmmmiiiiiinnnngggg!!" he cried as his cock shot jet after
jet of his hot liquid deep into me.

Suddenly I wasn't in that room any more, I wasn't in that dimension
any more, I was consumed by his liquid fire and transformed. My whole
existence became a rainbow cloud of infinite bliss that I floated on,
that I melted into, that I became. Oh god, it was so unbelievably
good. I hung there for what seemed an eternity, aware on some distant
level of his cock still pounding into me, still spewing into me, his
lips and tongue still licking, lapping and sucking on my breasts, but
it had taken on a dreamlike quality, I was experiencing it in a
totally different, almost surreal way. "Oh, Ganeshan, Ganeshan" I
whispered, "Love me, love me like there was no tomorrow" and he did,
slowing down as the last of his hot liquid spurted into my body, but
not softening at all, and not stopping at all, re-establishing his
rhythmic thrusts and starting the whole process of loving me all over
again, and I shivered with delight, this was certainly going to be
some night.

I looked up into his face and it seemed to glow, I looked deep into
his eyes and they glowed too, and I knew I was seeing a reflection of
the glow that was lighting me up from the very depths of my being.
Mmmmmm, so beautiful, so sensual, sooo very, very special, my first
time. But I knew with total certainty that it wasn't going to be my
last! And my last conscious thought was of his cock, his beautiful,
big, red hot cock still filling me up, starting to swell again for
the next wave of hot lava, and my body opened to welcome it,
Mmmmmmmmmm.