My nextdoor neighbor, i’ll call him Mr. Owens, is a single father that I’ve babysat for from time to time. He’s been a friend of the family since before his daughters were born, one is 7 and the other is 9, so you can understand how I got enlisted into being a sort of on call nanny for them. Despite the pay being pretty damn good I also didn’t mind spending time with them because I sort of have a thing for Mr. Owens. It wasn't always that way, i’ve kind of just recently found myself thinking about him in a way that I probably wouldn’t be able to tell my closest friends. I’m currently 22 and he’s 48 I believe, technically making me young enough to be his daughter and still i’ve found myself wanting to do things a daughter would never think of doing.

The first time the thought had even crossed my mind was about three weeks ago when I brought the girls to the door to kiss him goodbye before he headed to work and for a split second, when our eyes met and I could feel my heart starting to race. The feeling honestly caught me off guard initially. I could feel myself holding my breath and I felt as if he were going to kiss me next. The thought itself kind of shocked me because I had known Mr. Owens since I was in my teens and never had I thought like that of him until now. I replayed the scene in my head for about a week straight, wondering if it were something I secretly wanted to happen, or was it just an awkward moment between us. Did I want to kiss Mr. Owens? Did I want to know if his lips were soft? If his mustache tickled? If his tongue was thick? What it sounds like when he moans? Could I make a grown man moan?

Needless to say with those kinds of thoughts floating around my head i've been subtly dropping mild hints to get Mr. Owens attention and then laughing at myself for even entertaining the idea of him having any interest in me. Until two nights ago, when I was actually able to confirm it and that night went a little something like this….

It was around 9 p.m. and Mr. Owens was technically home early so I hadn’t yet got the girls ready for bed. He offered to let me take off early but since he pays me in advance and typically doesn’t come back home till 12 I insisted that it was no problem for me to stay and that he could take the time to unwind from work. Around 10:30 p.m. those two were finally out and I headed back downstairs to find Mr. Owens in the kitchen, going through the fridge.

I took that small opportunity to let my eyes wander over him a bit, he was wearing just a basic t shirt and some grey gym shorts. His hair looked like it had just recently been washed, a few out of place curls but the majority of it pushed back out of his face. I found myself lingering on his shorts, trying to find the outline of his cock if i’m being honest. My curiosity tends to get the better of me and I feared how it would get me into trouble someday. He noticed me at the entrance to the kitchen, it snapped me out of my day dream but I didn't know if he had caught me staring. He offered me a beer from the fridge, which I don't think he expected me to actually take just from the look on his face when I did. “Are you sure you’re old enough to have that?” he teased “You forgot how old I am?” I retorted back “I’m plenty old enough” I said as I fumbled with the little metal tab to crack the can open. I took several large gulps, feeling extremely anxious, worried that I had been caught. If I had been caught there was no reason for him to even mention it, because that would be weird right? I was sure that would’ve make things even worse.“Woah, didnt know we were racing.” Mr. Owens said to me after a long draw from his own can. “Might as well just chug the rest then right?.”

He laughed and I nodded in agreement. I managed to down mine, in about five more gulps but Mr. Owens needed maybe seven or eight. ”Look i’m not as young as I use to be alright” he said “So give an old man a second chance?” Mr. Owens then pulled two more beers from the fridge, I hesitated that time and I guess he noticed that. “We don’t have to chug them this time, you know incase your scared of losing.” He said with a half smirk on his face. It was hard to tell if he was really challenging me so I took the beer to call his bluff. “Ready?” I asked and he cracked the tab to signal he was ready. I forced mine open and immediately started gulping. Beer ran down the sides of my mouth, definitely creating a mess, spilling all on my shirt. I closed my eyes to just try and open my throat but didn’t quite work that well for me with beer. I heard his can hit the counter, so I knew then I had been beaten. I sat my can down and laughed at the mess I created and at how much beer I managed to spill on myself. “You sure you drank any of it?” He asked picking up my can and sort of weighing it. “I know it doesn't seem like it but I did.” I said trying to laugh away my embarrassment at looking like an infant. “Here, lets get you cleaned up.”

Mr. Owens grabbed some paper towel from the roll and grabbed my wrist to bring me near him so he could wipe my face and there was that damn feeling again. That feeling of my heart thudding in my chest and trying to hold my breath. One because my breath definitely smelled like beer and two because I don’t think i’d ever been that close to Mr. Owens without someone else present in the room. It was hard for me to think right then, my brain was firing all kinds of signals. The anxiousness was making me fidget but he gripped my wrist a little tighter, he was forcing me to hold still. I finally managed to look him in the eyes and his gaze was calm yet it felt intense, so fucking intense. He was making me nervous and I was making it obvious.

“Sorry, i’m being such a dad right now. Is this ok?” I nodded, managed to get a whisper of a ‘yeah’ out and bit my lower lip trying to keep some of the nerves in. He took his thumb to my lip, pulling it to free it from my teeth. “Nervous?” he laughed a little, moving me closer into him. “You know, I caught you earlier, right?” Mr. Owens seemed so amused by it but I was really ready to die. My nerves had skyrocketed, my instincts were to shrug off his grip, make space between us. “No, no its ok baby, you’re not in trouble, all you had to do was ask?” Mr. Owens stroked my cheek and held me by my face. He demanded eye contact. I felt like a scolded child. It was turning me on.

“Now, tell daddy what you want.” His voice rung in my ears and I felt something stirring inside me. I pressed my thighs together to kind of suppress it but my clit was starting to swell. “You don’t have to hide it baby, just say it.” Mr. Owens was teasing me, repeatedly caressing my inner and outer thigh but I couldn't bring myself to say it. It was just easier to show him. So, I took his hand and led him to the couch, he sat and I knelt in front of him. I massaged the growing outline of his stiff cock over the top of his shorts. He relaxed a bit and settled more into the couch, I could see from his face he was getting excited for me. I felt myself getting anxious for him too. I wanted to free it, his cock, but I wanted to play with him more first. I took off my shirt and teased my nipples with one hand while gripping Mr. Owens cock with the other. I liked how thick he felt, like I couldn’t completely close my hand around him.

I kissed across his stomach as I slid his shorts down to his knees. His cock greeting me with a kiss on the cheek, it was so warm to the touch. I licked his shaft up and down repeatedly. Lapping up the beaded precum forming at the tip. Feeling his veiny cock running across my tongue was somewhat therapeutic. Combined with the sounds of his gruff moans, I felt myself reaching a more depraved state. I let my tongue guide him to the back of my throat while I cupped his heavy balls in my palm. I gently squoze and massaged them, sucking them each individually. They felt nice and fuzzy on my tongue, kind of like a peach. Mr. Owens had so much cock to choke on I had to pace myself, I didnt wanna gag too loudly and wake up his daughters but forcing myself to take as much dick as I could was all I really wanted to focus on. I slid off my own shorts and moved my panties to the side to play with my pussy. I really really wanted to make Mr. Owens feel good, so I arched my back as deep as I could to give him the best view of my ass pushed in the air. Showing him that sucking on his cock was too good not to play with myself while doing it, plus that feeling of my throat being filled and fucked while teasing my own clit has always been the best part of any blowjob for me.

“You love drooling on daddys dick, don’t you baby?” he asked while running his throbbing cock across my lips and popping the side of my cheeks. I grinned at him and answered him, nodding wildly while flicking my burning clit with my fingers. I didn’t want to cum until I made him cum first so I pleaded with Mr. Owens, begging him to feed me cum, he could see the seriousness in my eyes. Mr. Owens started forcing his already spit drenched cock into my throat deeper and deeper, pulling all the way out and then back in. He stood above me, tilting my head back to get a better angle. It was hard to breath with my head tilted back that far and my airways thoroughly blocked forcing me to emit sounds i’m always embarrassed to recall. Harsh, guttural sounds echoed through the room, tears streaming down my face. I was really brought to my limit, I couldn’t hold out much longer. “Don’t give up now baby. Daddy knows how hungry you are.” Mr. Owens said through gritted teeth, he was finally going to cum. I relaxed my throat as much as I could to give him all the pleasure I had left in me and with that he errupted, spurtting ropes of thick cum across my face, chin, and chest. I came when he did, slurping up the left over cum still trailing down his dick. I collapsed a bit after that, Mr. Owens cleaned me off and let me rest on the couch for a minute. I couldn’t believe what had happened, it honestly felt like some sort of fantasy or dream. Mr. Owens remained the object of all my desires for the next few weeks since our secret fun together had just begun.

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