My father walked in on me naked, riding a dildo...how's your Saturday going?

I was back at my childhood home for a funeral. My husband had to stay behind for work, but it was nice to see the family again and spend time with old friends from high school and college as we celebrated our common friend.

When the funeral was finished I decided I wanted to go back to my dad’s house and rest.It had been a lot of traveling this month. I said my goodbyes and went back to his place.My parents have been divorced for almost 10 years now but he still lived in our old house. I went back to my old room, now a guest room, and laid on the bed.

That’s when Alton reached out to me.

Alton was a guy I met at a club and had become someone I was seeing.

He wanted to facetime.

No one was in the house and I was feeling sad, so I thought it might make me feel better.

I quickly tried to make myself look cuter and then turned on my camera. Only to be staring right at Alton’s sizable penis.

I quickly stripped, with him telling me to leave the wedding ring on, and we started to masturbate together.He asked if I had any toys. I didn’t, but I knew where my dad hid all the ones him and my mom used to use.I quickly ran down the hall, went into their closet and pulled out a large black dildo, lube, handcuffs and plug.

I raced back to the room. I climbed onto my bed, putting my phone at an angle where he could see everything from the desk. I slowly sat myself back on the black dildo, letting it gently slide deeper into me. As I went down, my asshole then found the plug, which I slowly eased into my tight hole.

Alton told me to handcuff myself to the bed (they were easy release ones, more of an idea then an actual sex toy). I locked myself into the headrest and then started to grind onto the dildo. I closed my eyes in bliss, imagining Alton inside me…I was getting close to cumming.

That’s when my father walked into the bedroom.

“Hey I wanted to sw-“ he cursed, covered his eyes with his arm, tripped back into the wall and fell backwards. I screamed, fell to the side and my momentum snapped the dildo off the bed like a boomerang towards my father. The handcuffs snapped and my momentum took me off the bed onto the ground where I landed heavily and lost my breath…and I started cumming.

Without even touching my clit I started squirting.

I lay there in my own puddle as my dad took a horrified look at me and quickly excused himself from the room.

Thankfully he didn’t notice Alton on the phone also covering his face in horror.

About ten minutes later I gathered the courage and went downstairs.

My father held up his hand. “We don’t ever need to talk about it. You are certainly your mother’s daughter.” He said with a chuckle and walked out.

We went out to dinner that night and thankfully it wasn’t weird at all.

But how is your Saturday going?