When I was a senior in college and close to graduating, I went home with a friend from school over a long weekend and stayed with her family near the beach (mom, younger sister, and dad). I got along with her family really well and they made me feel at home. Her father in particular was so funny, charismatic, successful, and sometimes a bit flirty in the brief moments when we were alone.

One night my friend and I went to a house party at one of her high school friends’ place. We got really drunk and she called her dad to come pick us up since we were of legal age anyways. He got us and brought us home. As soon as we pulled into the garage, we all went inside and were chatting in the kitchen. My friend said she was exhausted and went up to bed, leaving me with her dad. He asked if I wanted to go grab some late night food since he was starving and everyone else was asleep. I said definitely and we went back into the garage and got in the car.

As soon as we got in the car, he turned to me and said I was absolutely beautiful. I was so flattered and started blushing. He reached his hand behind my head and pulled me in closer, then leaned in for a kiss. I loved it. Within seconds we were making out. His hands started exploring my body. He told me to join him in the back seat, where he took my top and his shirt off and started playing with my boobs. I unzipped his pants and gave him a sloppy blowjob as he started rubbing my pussy. He whispered “I want to slide in your tight young cunt” and pulled my pants off. I asked if he had a condom. He smiled and said he had had a vasectomy.

He slid inside me and pounded me hard against the seats. He flipped me over and did me doggy style while my face pressed against the window and he spanked my ass. He pulled out and came all over my cheeks. He gave me a towel and we lay there naked for a while before going a second time, this time with me riding him.

When we were done we went to bed, and the next day I went on a road trip with him and the family, the impression of my face on the back seat window.

I lost touch with the friend soon after graduating and haven’t seen him since.