Caveman 1: My Bestfriend's Father

By Marie Vergara

Karen is my bestfriend. Although I was older than her of five years, we were still so close.

What happened between me and her father was not pre-meditated but it all started the night she cordially invited me to sleepover. She kinda wanted me to celebrate my break-up anniversary.

What happened between me and her father just happened, without my regrets nor his, and we both want it to happen again. When Karen found out , either hell break loose or she'll just shrug it all off.

And when his and my lying, cheating, and good-for-nothing ex's come back our lives, that's when hell really broke loose.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Marie Vergara
• Release date: Jan 7, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370450640

Marie Vergara

Marie Vergara is an adult romance author. She’s closet-wicked. She may appear sweet as an angel but her mind is, well the otherwise. She’s still pursuing her degree and at the same time a fulltime working as a documentation officer. When she’s not either writing stories, studying exam, or doing office work, she is probably busy with reading fiction or playing with her toddler cousins.

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To my parents, for their unwavering supports…

Chapter One

Sleepily, I navigated my way downstairs. I have this midnight compulsion, since I could remember that is - I have to drink a glass of water at midnight. I hate waking up at night but the urge to drink water was always very strong that I could not sleep well as long as I did not have a glass. Thus, it became a nightly routine to drink one. Usually however, I made sure to have a glass ready at my bedside but I was not sleeping at home. I was with Karen.

Karen, my bestfriend, cordially invited me to sleepover. She kinda wanted me to celebrate my break-up anniversary. Well, she was at least happy for what happened. Not that she mean anything bad about it. She was just happy for me in a sense that I finally let go of my unhealthy relationship. But I certainly was not. I invested my love in that, my time, and everything else.

This was the second break-up. Both from ex’s who were lying, cheating, and son of a bitches. Both of my relationships were failures. I must have a penchant for losers.

Karen was my bestfriend.

Although I was older than her of five years, we were still so close.

Two years ago, when Karen was 16 years old, I told her what I witnessed, though I don’t know her at that time. We never met, we never talked, and we never had deal. I was watching cinema by myself to divert my mind from my first break-up, which was caused when I witnessed my first ex-boyfriend having sex with my roommate and that my other roommate, who knew that fact did not bother informed me. I was of course felt betrayed. Story of my life.

Back then, I saw Karen together with her then boyfriend, both wearing couple shirts. They were seated beside me. They were so sweet and getting heavy by a minute. Just when I thought they would finally did the deed in cinema; Karen gently pushed the guy away, making the guy stopped. She fuses and made some excuses about her not being ready.

The guy, so understanding, well at least as I thought at first, tried to calm down from his raging libido and was still sweet at Karen. He was handsome actually, more so as soon as he would fully develop to man, well built and tall which I noticed as he stood up and went to the toilet.

I kinda envied them actually. If only my ex was as understanding and did not push me to enter into sex and did not turned to my roommate once as I refused, our relationship wouldn’t have ended.

Feeling tired of being sorry to my ass, I stood up decided to go home so I could lick my bloody wounds. However, I stopped at the powder room to at least try to compose myself. But to my horror, that dashing young man I previously admired was there. He was what welcomed me as I entered the powder room. His being there was not just what made it horrific but the fact that he was heavy on licking the cinema attendant’s neck while cupping her exposed CC breasts. I knew it was him because of his couple shirt and his overall familiar physic. He did not even mind my being there. I bet that was because he was occupied with his endeavor.

I was hurt in Karen’s behalf. I knew how it felt betrayed, especially when nobody tells you the truth. So I went out fast and approached Karen, who was then patiently waiting for that sonofabitch.

I told her what I saw. She did not want to believe me but maybe curiosity really kills a cat, she went there herself to find out. I bet she found out the hurtful truth since she did not return to her seat.

I then went out and head home but on my way, I noticed Karen in one corner sobbing. I approached her and talk to her. That was how our friendship started.

Why indeed there are people like them?

They were in relationship but still fuck other persons.

Was it because the other party refused when the other asked for sex?

Not that I have something against sex but it does not feel right doing it at that time. I don’t know. I just don’t feel the supposedly described sensations when necking and petting.

Now that I broke-up with my second ex-boyfriend, I felt some kind of lust. In fact, that what made me woke up. Wet dream. My nipples were swollen. My clit was tingling and need some kind of attention. My underwear was wet. Thus, I decided to go downstairs for cold drinks.

On my way, I heard someone groaned. My mind tried to conjure its source. Maybe there’s someone who was injured and need some help or maybe there were ghosts.

Ohhh! I heard the groan again. Then followed by labored breath. Someone was breathing so fast like he was ran after by wild dogs.

I hasten my pace.

It was far more surprising what awaited me downstairs.

Charles, Karen’s father was seated in the couch. His head rested and his eyes were close. And he was naked.

Seeing him, I felt hot.

My skin was tingling.

I was suddenly out of breath because of what I saw.

Charles’s body was a treat to see. It was well define. His muscles were greatly formed and well proportionate. You cannot tell that he was thirty five based on his look. He looked like just in his late 20s. He had Karen when he was only 17 years old.

While Charles’s hand was up and down on his cock, his chest was up and down also. I was wondering what he imagined as he played his cock.

I closely watch on his cock. It was big. Beautiful. That was my first time seeing a real cock. I wonder if it ever fits me. It was just so big.

My skin suddenly felt so sensitive. I had to stifle my urge to take off clothes and touch myself.

Then suddenly, Charles’ eyes opened. I held by breath. I don’t know what to do or what to act. He stared at me unblinkingly. And I was hypnotized.

Come here, Julia, he said silently.

Chapter Two

I did not react immediately. It seemed that my brain nerves short circuited.

So that was how it felt to be stunned.

Come here, Julia, Charles said again.

What am I going to do?

Should I go to him?

But before I could think more clearly, my feet have seems mind on their own. I found myself walking towards Charles.

Charles was still seated and now looking up at me as I stood in front of him between his parted feet while his hand was still jacking his cock.

Take off your clothes, he said in a husky voice.

What?!

Oh please! Do me! Harder!

I followed his command like I was hypnotized. All my worries and inhibitions have no room on my mind at that moment. I did not even feel ashamed standing there in my birth suit.

You’re so beautiful, he said as he stared on my now birth suited breasts. God, I might have had come just by hearing his voice. Massage them for me, he continued unblinkingly.

Slowly, I put my hand on my tits and caressed them up and down. My nipples stiffened and become sensitive. It felt great actually caressing them. More so with Charles eyes following my every hand moves. Each time my hands felt on my nipples, I felt like I was electrocuted. My nerves fired. It was a sensation I would always then craved.

Charles hand was synchronized with mine.

OOOOHHHH, I cannot stifle my groan.

On your knees, Julia and touch your breasts to my cock.

Before I could think about it, my knees bended and positioned myself between his tights. If I thought that my hands on my breasts were heavenly, his on my breast was inconceivable. It was like I could die by then. And that was just with his hands, but if the with his cock, I was sure I would then be straight to hell because I was also sure that I would crave it for the rest of my life.

His hands positioned my breast so that they would sandwich his cock and while doing so, his thumb kept on caressing my very erect nipples. He then guided them up and down on his rigid cock.

Hot, scorching damn! It was so unbelievable that doing something like that could feel so sweltering. His fast up and down movement and the feel of his cock between my breasts made me want to come. My heartbeat rose. My skin was soaking with sweet. I wanted him inside me. It was the first time I was not afraid to engage in sex.

Out of nowhere, Charles handed me a foil. Put this on, he said.

Without hesitation I tear the foil and put on the rubber on his rigid cock. Charles guided me and positioned me striding on his lap. His lips on my neck add the erotic sensation I’ve been feel this whole time.

Put me inside you, he said.

I hold his cock and I was tempted to shove it deep inside me all the way but before I could think more, he shoved it himself. I never expected it to hurt like that. I knew it would hurt but not as hurtful as that. Charles was damned too big for my virgin pussy.

Shit! Is this your first time? he asked worriedly. I nodded. I was not able to utter some words because it hurt damn much. I’m sorry, sweetheart, he said gently and rained kisses on my neck before he captured my lips for a sizzling kiss. It would be okay. He knew how to kiss that was for damn sure. His lips were so smooth. His tongue invaded my mouth. His hands were busy exploring my body before it focused on my tits.

I forgot the pain and I grew accustomed on his size. I slowly rocked on top of him, trying to see how it feels. The imagination does not prepare me on how it actually feels. It seemed like thousands of voltage stroked my skin. I repeated my previous movement and the sensation was even better. As I moved faster, the feelings doubled, so moved I did.

Charles let me do the moving. His muscles stiffened like he was holding himself from doing something. He just held my hips and made sure that I kept my balance. I hasten my movements. I did not notice that Charles mouth was about to captured my nipple. I just felt his mouth enclosed it, then his tongue swirl it before he sucked it like a babe.

I was not ready for that other sensation. Before I knew it, my cunt tightened around his cock and I shouted his name as I came. As I tried to capture my breath, he took over our movement. He thrust deep inside me in quick succession. Mu movement was hurried like the devil was in his tail. I was not yet recovered but I could feel my building climax again. Our groans and moans echoed in the four walls o the room and I hope that Karen would not notice and investigate for I and his dad was in a compromising position.

Charles groaned loudly as he came but in a matter of seconds, I followed him. We were both out of breath. Our chest was in up and down synchronization.

Let’s go to my room now, he whispered. He did not wait for my answer. He carried me to his bedroom with ado.

Our clothes, I said, reminding him the possibilities of us being caught.

Later, he answered with a mischievous smirk. I need you now.

Again? I smiled at the incredulous thought but I cannot help the sensations wrecking havocs in my system again as I thought of the possibilities of fucking Charles again.

Charles put me down in his king size bed after we entered his room. He sat down beside me then gathered me again in his arms.

You're not supposed to see me like that, he said silently. He could not quite meet my eye as he uttered those words. I noticed that he even flushed a little. What in the frog's tail did he mean by the way?

Are you sorry of what happened? I asked.

No, he answered before he finally looked at me. But I was guilty when I wasn’t guilty in the first place. Do you know what I mean?

I nodded slowly. Why are you supposedly be guilty in the first place? We're both consenting adult-

No, he said frustratedly. I mean first, I'm 13 years older than you. Second, you’re my daughter’s best friend which in fact she is just about your age. Finally, I'm your first, which should have been the person who deserves you more, he continued.

Instead of feeling rejected, I felt relief instead. It was weird because come to think of it, he cared for me, cared enough to consider my wellbeing. Instead of feeling glum, I gave him my full megawatt smile. Thank you for caring me like that but just so you’ll know, I'm 23 years old, capable of deciding for myself, and I decided that you’re the one for me, I said but suddenly I Was worried. You're not brushing me off, are you?

Goddess, no! This is not a brush off speech. He grabbed my hand and guided it to his stiffening cock. Do you think my cock says otherwise? But seriously, Julia, do you think it's the right thing to do? he asked a bit insecurely.

I cupped his jaw with my one hand while the other was busy jerking off his hardened cock. You’re the right thing for me, I said before me invaded my lips.

He kissed me thoroughly. Stealing my breath away. His lips were so soft and sweet. It was addictive. His tongue was busy exploring my mouth. I grabbed his hair when his lips traveled southward, to my chest, to my tits, to my bellybutton, then finally to my mound, where he lapped the juice eagerly.

I groaned so loudly. I even forgot where I was. He has this knock of making me forgot things except where he was concerned.

His tongue was doing some exceptional move in my clit. He sucked vigorously before his tongue finally entered my hole.

Charles! I shouted as a hot flash of shock took me. I come so hard. I may not see it but I felt the smile formed in his lips. T-that was so b-beautiful! I said laboriously.

Don't I know it? I asked in a smirked. He stood up and when directly to capture my lips. It was weird tasting my cream from his lips but I could not stop myself from kissing him. Taste yourself from my lips, Jules. Taste how sweet you are, he whispered before he put some space between our face.

He was really so fucking beautiful. His nose was perfectly formed. His eyes were so dark that you could not help yourself not to do his wishes when he stared at you.

Before I could say anything, he guided me on four and searched something on his bed side drawer. My ass was on display for him. Before I can think more about it, he entered me from behind, swiftly.

Ooohhhhh! I shouted after the unexpected entrance. With the position, he was onto me fully that I even thought that he