Georgia's POV

Drenched with sweat, I ignored Betty's curious eyes when she walked in.

"There's nothing like a citric acid pulveriser," She grumbled. "And your mother is back,"

I could barely listen to a word Jake said. My eyes kept drifting between him and the textbook between us. I tried to breathe evenly, but it was hard to do so when all I could think about were his fingers.

"Georgia, work with me, will you?" Jake murmured, tapping the book with his finger. His knowing look told me he knew exactly what I was thinking.

I had hoped we would pick up from where we left off, but Mom was home, and Jake kept those hands to himself. The only proof that he wanted more than he let on was his swollen monster in his pants.

I scooted closer to him until our thighs brushed. He stiffened and shot me a warning look. I ignored him and placed a hand on his thigh, pretending to be interested in what he was showing me while inching my hands closer to his cock.

"Your mother is home," Jake exhaled sharply when I gripped his boner, feeling up the thick, hard shaft that pushed against his trousers. "We'll get caught, Georgia,"

"We won't," I mumbled, squeezing the throbbing length. He groaned and dropped his head on my shoulders, lips parted in pleasure.

"We will, dammit,"

"Mom's probably in a meeting," I tried to convince him. "Or napping. We can be quick about it,"

I tried to map out the length of his cock, feeling him twitch every time my hands moved lower. Jake gave a guttural sound and began undoing his belt.

"Fuck, you better be right,"

I held my breath, excited as he reached for his pants and yanked it down. His long thick cock sprung out and my mind was blown.

"Oh wow," I purred, watching Jake give himself a few strokes. His cock head seeped with moisture dribbling down the tip. I was seeing a cock for the first time, and it was way more.

"Amazing," I said breathlessly, reaching out to touch him. "Amazed. Does it hurt?"

He looked down at me with gritted teeth and shook his head. "God, no, that feels good. Wrap your hands around it, Georgia."

"Okay," I whispered, following his instructions. The feel of his cock throbbing against my palm only made me wetter. I pressed my thighs together, imagining all of his cock pushing into my pussy until I was fully stretched.

Oh yes, please.

I began stroking like I had seen him do. Jake leaned back into the sofa, keeping an eye on the stairs that led to Mom's room. Betty wasn't home so we had one less person to worry about. He hissed when I cupped his balls with my other hand, fondling the sac.

"God, yes, faster baby. Just like that. You're a natural at this," He groaned. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you've done this before."

I beamed at him, pleased by his compliment. "Will you teach me more?"

"I suppose I could manage a lesson or two," He grinned, reaching forward to slap my tits through my dress before cupping my face. "I'm going to fuck your pretty mouth,"

My eyes widened. I glanced at his cock that swelled in my hands and then up at him. "I don't think all of this will fit."

Jake laughed. "Oh, it will. Listen, okay?"

I nodded. Jake helped me lean forward so that I could still sit beside him, but my head dropped to his thighs. He had a hand in my hair while the other cupped his cock, guiding it to my mouth.

"Open up, sweet Georgia... Mhm, good girl,"

I parted my lips and closed my eyes when the salty taste of his cock filled my mouth. A moan slipped from my lips as he slowly worked a few inches of his cock up my mouth.

Jake let out curses, gripping my hair as he fucked my mouth nice and slow. I moaned, feeling the tip of his cock hit the roof of my mouth and my cheek every time he thrust.

"Oh fuck!" He grunted, increasing his pace. My eyes watered as more of his cock pushed down my throat, and I gagged.

He pulled away, slapping the wet, pulsing shaft against my face while I tried to catch my breath. Beads of his juices and my saliva hit my face. I breathed in his scent, wishing I could stay that way on his thighs forever.

"Am I doing it right?" I panted, and he looked at me in disbelief.

"Are you kidding me? Your mouth has to be heaven and hell combined, that's how fucking good this is,"

I grinned and slipped my mouth over his cock, sucking and slurping over the turgid shaft. He watched me for a while, swiping the hair out of my face before gripping my hair like he did earlier and began fucking my face again. I groaned, gagged, and choked on his cock as his place increased.

More. I wanted to say. I needed more. I wished he would fuck my tits, too, and coat them with his semen. Instead, with a few more pumps, his cum filled my mouth, pouring down my throat.

I gulped down every last bit of his cum, holding on to his cock until he had to pry my mouth off him.

Watching him sink deeper into the couch, jaw slacked with pleasure, gave me some satisfaction. But I needed more. There was a fierce throbbing between my legs, and considering there was probably a camera somewhere in the living room, Mom would find out about this soon, sometime. I had to get Jake to fuck me before that happened.

While he relaxed against the sofa with his eyes closed, I pushed up my dress and took off my panties, then straddled him. Jake's eyes flew open when I began rubbing my pussy all over his cock.

"Georgia-"

I pressed my lips to his before he could say a word more, lifted my hips, and slowly guided my pussy down his cock.

"Oh my god!" I cried, pulling away from him. His cock was much bigger than I expected. Jake's eyes darkened. When he grabbed my hips, I feared he would lift me off him. Instead, he pushed my hips down his cock and kissed me to muffle the loud wail that slipped from my lips.

"Oh FUCK!" He groaned when his cock ripped through the barrier and filled up my cunt to the hilt.

My face dropped to the groove of his neck as I tried to adjust to the new feeling.

"Are you okay?" He panted. "Georgia?"

"I'm fine," I choked out.

"Damn, are you sure? I swear your walls are about to milk the hell out of me,"

"I'm sure," I whispered hurriedly. "Just fuck me, please,"

"Of course, you naughty minx!" He snarled, grabbed my ass on both cheeks and began thrusting upward, bucking his hips and fucking my pussy. "This is what you wanted, wasn't it?!"

"Yes," I screamed, feeling my walls convulse around his cock as my fingers dug into his shoulders. "Yes, Jake. Don't stop. Don't you dare stop!"

Jake must have said something in response, but I didn't care much. I screamed in ecstasy as my pussy got pounded to mush. Wave after wave of orgasm washed over me, and my juices spilled all over his thighs and the rug. When I calmed down, Mom stood by the stairs, looking mortified.

I couldn't think of anything else to do, so I gave her a grin and waved.

THEME: BEST FRIEND'S FATHER

I thought you were a mature girl. I realise now that I was wrong. You're a slut like the rest of them.

Ria stared in disbelief at the phone in her hands. They trembled as she swiped across the screen of the device, her lips repeating the words No, over and over.   

She glanced up from her phone at the laughing faces around her. Ever since she had arrived at the pool party, she had felt like there was some joke being passed around and was clueless.  

Little had she known; she was the butt of the joke.

How many of them had seen it? Were they laughing at her? Of course, they were.  

Her stomach lurched in disgust, and she clutched the phone tighter. Tears blurred her vision, but she could still see the images on the screen clear as day. Pictures of her breasts-her body-were on display for the entire world to see, and obviously, James had seen it. That text was from him, and whatever chances of her getting together with him were ruined.  

"Vivian!" Ria yelled, rising to her feet. Her teeth gritted against each other as she stormed towards the one person who had those pictures and who Ria had trusted with her life-her best friend Vivian.  

"Please, tell me you didn't pull this shit."

Vivian sat among a couple of guys from their college, giving Ria a sinister smile that gave her the answer she needed.

"Come on, bestie. You have to admit I did you a favour," 

Ria's jaw dropped. "A favour? You posted my nudes online. Are you crazy?" 

"Oh, stop acting all prudy," her best friend scoffed, and her cronies and guys around her laughed in scorn. 

"You do have nice tits, Ria," One of them grinned, his eyes fixed on her bikini. "We could go to the back so you can show me–"

"Finish that sentence, and I'll rip your tongue out of your head!" Ria snapped, struggling to fight the tears that burned the corner of her eyes. Everyone in college would see her nudes. Everyone would gossip about it. James, God, James probably thought she was a whore! 

Her eyes narrowed in slits, glaring at Vivian. "You did this to get James, didn't you?" 

They liked James, but he had been paying more attention to Ria lately. Ria hadn't expected to be sabotaged by her best friend, of all people.   

Vivian gave her a taunting grin. "So what if I did? All is fair in love and–"

She did not get a chance to finish her sentence. Ria pounced on her, dragging her by the hair to the ground.  

"You stupid bitch!" She screamed, clawing at Vivian's face. Vivian fought back, and soon, the girls were a screaming mess, rolling around the floor by the pool while dragging at each other's hair. 

A tall middle aged man stormed out of the house towards the pool, a stern look on his face.  

"Stop fighting this instant!" 

Ria faintly registered the voice as Mr Gordon, Vivian's Dad, but she did not stop digging her nails into Vivian's skin. Mr Gordon had to pry the girls apart, holding them at arm's length.  

"Ria? Vivian, what on earth is going on?"

To Theo Gordon's knowledge, his daughter and Ria were best friends. He had known Ria since she moved in ten years ago into the neighborhood with her mom and not once had he ever seen Ria and Vivian fight physically.  

He glanced at his daughter, who immediately burst into sobs, covering her face to Ria, who looked ready to tear Vivian apart. Her shoulders shook, her chest heaved, and she had a few scratches around her neck.  

Theo's eyes wandered down her neck to her heaving chest and rested there for only a second, but that second felt like an eternity. One of Ria's bikini cups was askew, revealing more of her creamy tits. A few drops of sweat rolled down her neck and slid tantalisingly down the valley between her breasts and into the bikini strap.  

Theo swallowed hard. It was wrong to look at Ria that way. He had watched her morph from the bubbly redhead next door to a stunning young lady.  

"What happened?" He forced himself to tear his eyes off her tits and looked at her face.  

"I don't know, she just attacked me!" Vivian cried.  

"Liar!" Ria screamed, her eyes turning glassy. "God, Vivian, how could you do this to me? All for some dude. I hate you. You hear me? I hate you so fucking much!" 

She lunged for Vivian but was stopped once more by her father. "Let me go, Mr Gordon!"

"No more fighting, Ria; Party is over, people!" Theo grunted, wrapping a hand around her dainty wrist.  

The guys around him groaned in displeasure, but Theo held his ground and kept a stern face until they left.

"You can't be serious right now, Dad!" Vivian whined, stomping her feet as she stormed into the house.     

"You and I are talking later," Theo called after her, then tugged Ria towards the house. "Come, tell me what happened," 

"Your bitchy daughter posted my nudes on the internet, that's what!" Ria spat when they got into the living room.  

Theo's eyes widened, then narrowed in a frown. "Vivian would not do that. If you would just calm down–"

"I'm not stupid, Mr Gordon, I know what I saw," Ria bit out, clenching her fists. Her phone had gotten missing during the mini brawl with Vivian. "Where's your phone, Mr Gordon? You can check her page, it's there!" 

Theo cursed himself for whipping his phone out a little too quickly. He opened up Vivian's page and frowned. "There's nothing there," 

Ria rolled her eyes. "That's the account she knows you're following." 

She snatched the phone out of his hands, typed in Vivian's private account, and then handed it over to him. "Look at what the bitch did!" 

"I think that's enough times you've called her a bitch..." Theo trailed off when he saw the pictures. There were three in total. Ria stood by his daughter's closet, holding up a bra, but her tits were on display. Beautiful, creamy tits with pale pink tips begging to be kissed.  

Theo sucked in air through his teeth, unable to look away and feeling his pants grow tighter. His face reddened when his eyes greedily skimmed the other pictures. Her back was turned, and she was bent over as if picking something off the floor. Her ass was propped up in the air, and he could see the hint of her bare pussy.  

His cock lurched to life, and he tried to hide the boner, clearing his throat awkwardly. He swiped the photos aside. "I... I'm sorry. I have no idea why Vivian would do such a thing,"

"Oh, I know," Ria laughed bitterly, dragging a hand down her face. "She wants James all for herself and cannot stand that he's interested in me." 

"Who the hell is James?" 

Ria sighed and moved to take the phone out of Mr Gordon's hands so she could show him who James was when her eyes fell on his bulging length in his pants. She gasped, fury bubbling through her veins, throwing her head back to glare at him.  

Theo knew he was busted. "Ria, I'm sorry I-"

"You're just as bad as your stupid daughter!" 

He winced. "Ria, calm down," 

"You're getting turned on looking at my nudes?! Mr Gordon, I'm twenty!" 

"I know, I know," He groaned, grabbing his hair. "God, I'm sorry, Ria. It's hard not to think about pushing you up against the wall and ripping your bikini apart. It's all I have thought about for months." 

Ria's eyes widened despite the stirring in her lower belly. "What?"