We texted almost daily now. I would open my messages in class and find a picture of my Dad holding his throbbing cock in one hand, I'd bite my lip and quickly save it to a collection that was growing. I showed a friend who caught me once and luckily didn't see the contact name. Everyone now knew I chased an older man and people started to look at me differently. I told them he was the best I'd had in my life and was quickly falling for him. My Dad would get really red in the face when I told him that I bragged to everyone I could about him, and we were already planning our next fun.
I got him to slowly configure his webcam so twice a week I could show him personally how my ass could stretch and the angles I would scream at when I was full. He would beg to stroke his cock but I demanded he save all of the cum he could for me. The tip would drip for him in under a minute of my little peep show. No matter how much I begged he said we would have to wait for the summer for full sex. My online account was growing in fans who knew about my want to seduce my father, and we agreed we could upload the dirty messages we would swap as long as our names and numbers were censored.
I messaged Tamara the night before spring break and bought our usual case of beers which she eagerly opened as soon as she was in the door. She handed me one of the drinks and saw that I was practically gasping for the air to finally say it aloud and honestly to someone who wouldn't turn me away.
"I did it. I chased him." My hands shook with the bottle in hand. Her eyes widened and she set her drink down to grab my wrists.
"Tell me about it!" She had a grin that made the fear of my new adventure seem a little easier now that I had someone to talk to about it.
"Well he brought me back to the dorm and we were drunk. I kissed him, and he spilled that last time I was drunk I had kissed him again. We had... well not exactly had a spat but he wanted to leave. I had been putting up all my dirty videos online and he actually watched them and sent me messages." She knew about my content but I had kept the suspicious interactions secret until then.
"He was watching? Was he cumming to them?" She had a bit more red in her face as she asked.
"He had saved every picture and video I made. So we talked and I was rubbing him through his pants, he starts to leave but then comes back saying we need to be sober before doing anything. Tamara it was so sweet, he said he didn't want to fuck things up for me. We ended up making out in my bed and the next morning..."
Her grin widened. "Did you fuck him?"
I was red in the face and could only get out a shake of the head until I was ready. "Not exactly. We...sixty nined. He also put his fingers in me and licked me back there. I didn't realize it would make me scream."
She bawled her fists and grinned like she was shouting at her favorite sport. "Fuck yes Gabby! No one has ever done that to me. I'm always so self conscious." Pulling her hair back with her hands and leaning forward she eagerly awaited more details.
"He was amazing at it. He had tons of cum all over his boxers and he made me clean it out of them." As I continued Tamara readjusted her legs and on the side of her thigh was a large wet spot. "I had so much in my stomach I couldn't think of anything else. After having just a taste I still want more. My body has been needy with how much attention it wants."
"So what are you two now?" She asked, shifting again.
I ran my hand through my hair and my eyes fell. "Not exactly boyfriend and girlfriend. He says let's just start with lovers and see where it goes. He dropped the big L word in the middle of it but I don't know what kind he means. I had to just tough it out and try not to dump out my crazy or let him see how badly I wanted more." Sipping my beer I tapped the side of it with my fingers before I caught Tamara's sassy glare.
"So lemme get this right. You have the one in a million shot to fuck and or date, or even more with your Dad as a trans girl, which he's supportive of and into, and you're sad that he didn't pull out a ring?" Tamara kept smiling as she looked into my eyes and for a few seconds I caught them shifting to my lips.
"Could you just let me be a crazy jerk once in a while? For five minutes at least?" Our laughter took a few minutes to work out. "The online community has been cool about it. I've posted a lot about my plans to seduce him but I haven't made a post since we hooked up. Dunno what to do. What if someone figures out who we are?"
"Would you honestly stop having feelings or lust for him if someone caught you? Saying it online is basically telling the world. Why don't you link me to what you have?" I looked at her with a mix of anxiety and worry. "Unless that makes you uncomfortable, Gabby."
"You're gonna see pictures of that and my Dad there. Are you sure you're okay with that?" I looked as she stood and the wet spot had grown. As oblivious as I usually had been with flirting, the pieces finally clicked and my brain went quiet when I tried to think of what to do next. She had been encouraging my behavior and even loosening inhibitions together. Tamara had a lot of talk but any time someone wanted her she had shut it down.
She nodded and grabbed paper off my desk and a pen from her bag. "Check with your Dad first, but I'd be happy to manage the account and leave the fun to you both. Anything with faces or detailing info we put behind a paywall." She held out a hand to shake on it and I promised I would go over it with my Daddy tomorrow night for his approval. "You can't only give me that though, does your Dad give a good head?"
Now I was red and covered my face with my hands and giggling into my fingers. "It was amazing. He had this way with his tongue, he pushed me over the edge in minutes. I wanted him so badly but he asked me if we could do it at his pace. He wants to take me on dates and make it all romantic before I get to be his girl." Tamara put her hands to her heart and let out a gasp at how touched she was.
"He was so dominant, every touch made me want to say fuck it and wet him with only my spit. He's not small either. If I wanted to, I'd need serious practice to give him a really good time. God, you could feel the blood pulse and run to the tip of his cock before the taste hit my tongue. I couldn't stop twitching and cumming for almost an hour after-'' I stopped with embarrassment at how much I was talking about it. "Sorry."
