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NOTE: This is the seventh part of a series that depicts consensual sex between people over the age of 18, but also contains depictions of incest, dominance, submission, light BDSM, and some queer themes. It also contains a *lot* of anal, facials, and lewd pornographic activities. Caveat lector.
I would recommend reading this story after parts 1-6. Enjoy and please rate, fav, and comment if you like it!
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Frankly I had not expected it to be this easy. I’d surely known from my interactions with her at the salon that my daughter’s lovely friend Amber was interested. When I’d told her who I was, I knew immediately that Bridget had told her everything about how I had a harem of sluts that included both of my daughters. The way Amber’s big green eyes had flashed with wonder and curiosity, I had detected more than a hint that she might like to play. She was tall, with dyed auburn hair which fell in long waves just past her broad shoulders. When he’d seen her in the salon she was wearing a tight striped t-shirt which stretched pleasingly across her ample breasts, and showed off more than a few tattoos.
Of course, the salon was not the first time I had seen Amber. My daughter Bridget, who might be the biggest slut I had ever known, had shown the entire family a video on her porn site that featured Bridget eating Amber’s pussy while her boyfriend Pete slammed his hard dick into my daughter’s ass. Again, this knowledge informed my understanding that Amber might in fact be interested in being… more than friends. However, given that she did have a boyfriend, and that I was old enough to be her father, and that I’d waited almost two weeks to text her, I did not expect it to be a sure thing.
I was wrong. It was a sure thing.
All that I’d had to do was text her out of the blue with “Hi Amber. This is Mr. Stevens. What are you up to this afternoon?” A little small talk and banter back and forth and three hours later she was topless on her knees in my office, my huge hard cock thrusting between the creamy white globes of her chest. A line of my precum streaked the cheek of her round face. Clearly, her boyfriend was nary an afterthought.
“Do you like fucking my titties, Mr. Stevens?” Amber asked hopefully.
“Very much so, Amber. They’re delightful. I’m looking forward to enjoying the rest of you as well.”
“MEE TOO,” she said while cupping her grapefruit-sized breasts and working them up and down my shaft. “Though I hope you don’t mind I don’t actually like anal. Bridget told me how much you like that. But you can fuck me, or use me, or cum on me however else you want. Does that work, Mr. Stevens? I hope so.”
“Absolutely, Amber. I can make plenty of use of the rest of you.”
A few minutes later she was on her back on my couch, her legs wrapped around me, and my fat member thrusting in and out of the velvety cavern of her cunt. I already discovered that Amber was surprisingly orgasmic, having brought her off once with my tongue and fingers and another time with my cock. She was a firecracker, pulling me inside of her with her hands and legs. I was starting to consider where I wanted to let loose my first load of the afternoon, in her quim, in her mouth, or all over those massive tits, when her phone started ringing.
“Ignore it,” I said.
“Sorry, Mr. Stevens,” she said, reaching for her purse. Luckily it was close enough by the couch that I did not have to remove my cock from her cunt. “You can keep going though.”
I leaned back to allow her space to talk to whoever it was but continued to thrust as Amber looked at her phone and hit the answer button and held the phone up to her ear.
“Hi Pete!”
My eyebrow arched at her. She smiled and motioned for me to keep going. She continued her conversation.
“Oh, nothing, I’m just over at Mr. Stevens house… Yes, I told you I was going over there… Look back at your texts, I said where I was going…”
She reached her non-busy hand up and tweaked her nipple, smiling at me as she listened to her boyfriend talk on the phone.
“…Pete I can’t force you to read your texts. It’s not my fault…”
Her free hand moved down and she split her fingers so that they’d feel the sides of my cock as they stretched out her sopping pussy.
“…OK, can we talk about this later?” Amber asked her boyfriend, exasperated. “I’m kind of busy right now…”
I thrust my nine inches into her as deeply as I could and held it there. Amber’s eyes rolled back a bit in pleasure. In truth I had no idea whether she was cheating on her boyfriend or not, nor did I care. It was not my job to keep other relationships faithful. Of course I was curious as to whether she’d let on or not.
“…What do you think I mean by I’m busy, Pete? He’s fucking me right now…”
That answered my question!
“You heard me… yes… Yes, he’s balls deep in my cunt right now, Pete… Oh stop complaining… Ohhhhh he’s really fucking me hard right now god his cock is as great as B said it was…”
With eskişehir escort this I grabbed her hips and started pounding into her as hard as I could, causing her to experience another wave of orgasm. She lost control of the phone as I jackhammered in and out of her pussy. It tumbled onto the couch and I could hear Pete’s voice as I used his girlfriend.
“Amber! Amber!” said Pete on the phone. “Pick up the phone this instant! I can hear you cumming Amber! Goddammit, I thought you told me you were done slutting around and here you are with some old guy’s dick in you!”
She recovered and grabbed the phone again.
“LISTEN UP YOU FUCK!” She screamed. “I never, ever complain when you get sucked off by Bridget or you take her in the ass or whatever. You’re going to tell me that you haven’t already pumped a load in her or on her today? Really???… Right… That’s what I thought. So stop slutshaming me and let me cum on this fat dick again… Yeah… I think I’m going to do it again right now… UUUUUUGHHHHHHHHGGGGGHHH… FUCK YES I love it… yes, Pete he has made me cum a bunch of times… His dick’s amazing… you should take notes… Wait, what?… Really?… Ugh, you’re such a perv… okay okay I’ll ask…”
Amber put the phone against her shoulder and looked at me.
“Mr. Stevens, I’m sorry, he wants to see me get fucked. Do you mind if I show him? It’ll just be for a second.”
I could hardly object. I had already taken plenty of dirty pictures of Amber this afternoon already, including my cock in her mouth, between her tits, and in her drooling snatch. I had also made sure to get a couple shots of her spread ass cheeks, because if I wasn’t going to be able to fuck her asshole I at least wanted to see it. Seemed only fair to let this Pete guy see something fun too. I nodded at Amber.
As I continued to fuck her ludicrously juicy pussy, Amber turned on the facetime feature on her phone, holding it in front of her face unsteadily as she bounced with each of my thrusts.
“You sure you want to see this, Pete? His cock’s a lot bigger than yours and it’s really stretching my pussy out right now.”
“Yes. Please show me,” came the response on the videochat.
Amber moved the phone down her body slowly, lingering over her massive bouncing breasts, then down the pleasing softness of her navel, until it was pointed at her crotch. I withdrew as much of my cock from the warm sheath of her vagina, then plunged it back in, then out, in big sawing thrusts. Amber moaned with pleasure but kept the camera steady.
“HEY!” said videochat Pete suddenly. “He’s not wearing a condom what the FUCK???”
Amber snapped the phone back up to her face, her features a mix of carnal bliss and frustration.
“Oh no, fuck you, I never said I’d make him wear a condom this feels too good I needed it raw and DON’T YOU TELL ME you ever EVER wear a rubber when you fuck Bridget at the shop you fucking hypocrite!!”
“But baby that’s different this is another dude and that’s Bridget.”
“Oh my god you are SUCH a child. This conversation is over I’m going to let Mr. Stevens finish now BYE.”
“No wait please just don’t let him cum inside of…”
Amber clicked the phone off and threw it across the room.
“You can cum wherever you want, Mr. Stevens. But I’d really love to take that first big nut right up inside of me.”
I sped up my thrusts. My balls started to tighten. That little punk had dumped god knows how many gallons of spunk inside my daughter. Now I would begin to repay the debt.
After I emptied myself inside Amber’s sopping twat, we took turns taking pictures of her gooey, dripping creampie. “Gonna send these to Pete and he can either jerk off to them or fuck off,” laughed Amber.
“If he makes a big deal out of it let me know,” I replied. “I can always tell Bridget to stop touching his dick. He’ll come around.”
“Oooh, you’re diabolical, Mr. Stevens. I love that. Thanks for getting me off so hard and then cumming inside of me.”
“Of course, pretty lady. But I’m not done with you quite yet. You came half a dozen times by my count. You owe me a few.”
I laid her down on the ground and straddled her ample chest, my hardening cock slotting in between her pillowy soft melons, which she held helpfully in place. As I started thrusting, I said “I’m going to make a mess of you, sweetheart.”
“Hell yeah fuck my titties and then bust all over me Mr. S!” she replied giddily.
A few minutes later Amber’s beautiful face and fat rack were streaked with my hot white cum. She was taking selfies.
“Are these for Pete too?” I asked.
“No, they’re for me. I like being covered in cum. I’ll probably show them to your daughter though.”
“Good girl,” I said. “Tell her she’s next.”
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It had been a reasonably busy week at work, so the afternoon tryst with the busty hairstylist was a welcome distraction. Vanessa was visiting her family in Southern gaziantep escort California. Bridget had been busy with work, both at the tattoo shop and in shooting new porn for her website. I did have occasion to help her out on a “Cum in my pussy, Daddy” “Cum in my mouth, Daddy” and “Cum in my ass, Daddy” series of POV videos that I understand were well-received, but today she was at her apartment filming a group of custom JOIs and girl-girl scenes that took up a lot of time.
And Shelly had spent the better part of the last week with her boyfriend Alex. Apparently the pair had picked up a new paramour, a nerdy but beautiful young Desi girl named Krishna, and they’d spent the last several days getting to know each other. Of course they’d shared pictures and videos, per the existing arrangement. As I’d understood this girl Krishna would do anything but have vaginal sex. Have to admit that I’d enjoyed watching her take cock after cock in her asshole, but I also loved it when she ate Alex’s semen out of Shelly’s cunt. I hoped that one day soon Alex and Shelly would bring this young slut over to the house so that I could enjoy her as well, but I understood those things often took time. It was one thing for a young dom to let random college boys use one of his subs as a willing butt slut or pretty cum target, but it was another to introduce her to an older and more experienced dominant like myself. I was willing to give them as much time as they needed. Regardless, I appreciated Alex’s willingness to abide by the terms of our deal and the fact that he apparently liked seeing my daughter covered in other men’s cum as much as I did.
I had not seen my son Thomas since I had disciplined him. Of course I knew he was ok. He took part in the family sex text thread, mostly “liking” or “hearting” pictures or video of his sisters or mother getting fucked like the whores they were. He especially always liked the pictures we circulated when it was my cum gracing the face or tits or ass of one of his family members. And yet, he never sent anything to add to the pornographic conversation. It was, to be honest, pretty disappointing. I had figured in the three weeks since he was disciplined he would be able to convince some other slut to play. Alas, he had not. Maybe he was depressed, maybe he was involved in something else. Who could say.
Regardless, I was looking forward to spending a nice Friday evening with my darling Penny. I could smell from my office that she was already cooking something. Maybe a roast, though that seemed like too much for just the two of us. As I plugged away at the brief I was writing, my mind wandered to what I would like to do with Penny that night. It had been a while since we’d had the night all to ourselves. I was in the middle of pondering whether to keep her to myself or invite some friends over to make use of her for my pleasure when she called up to me from the bottom of the stairs.
“Don’t forget we have company for dinner tonight!”
Shit. I had absolutely forgotten. There went my plans of doing something kinky.
“Oh. Who is coming over?” I shouted back.
“The Yaos!” she responded.
My interest was piqued. Paul and Lisanne Yao were a couple of friends we had not seen in several years. I had known Lisanne as an associate at a firm I worked at nearly 15 years ago. She’d since moved on and become a partner at a criminal defense firm. We had been close as co-workers but once we no longer worked together we were freer to flirt. That flirting paid off over the long term as the last time we spent the evening together as couples involved an evening of hardcore wife swapping. My mind drifted back to thinking about how Lisanne’s pretty lips looked on my cock and how she practically begged me to lick my asshole before I fucked her. I’d have to make sure I was ready for her this time…
“They’re bringing their kid too, by the way, so don’t get too excited!” Penny shouted, shattering the image of getting rimmed by this hot Asian housewife into a thousand pieces. I don’t think I’d ever met the Yaos’ child, but it would be pretty unlikely that I was going to be able to get inside their mother while they were around. Especially since I couldn’t count on our kids to keep them occupied. Alas. I resigned myself to the fact that I’d have to wait until after they left before I could get my rocks off with my fuckslut wife. Frustrating, but not the end of the world.
I finished up the brief I was working on and returned emails until about 4pm. After I was through I decided to look and see if I could find the pictures I took of the last time Paul and Lisanne were over. It was also just the four of us, Vanessa was not around for one reason or another and the kids weren’t old enough. After some digging I found a folder of images, taken with my old digital camera setup. There was Lisanne, with her top off, confidently showing off her newly-purchased fake breasts, two perfectly round warm beige globes tipped with hard brown nipples. There was giresun escort a picture of Penny, topless on her knees looking up at Paul’s rock hard cock and his chiseled torso. The next shots showed a progression of debauchery, much of which I had forgotten. Penny and Lisanne 69ing as Paul and I swapped pussies. Lisanne rimming her husband as my wife sucked his cock. Penny riding Paul as I fucked her tits from above. Then the parts I did remember, Paul pulling out of Penny’s cunt while he was fucking her missionary and shooting his cum with such velocity that it not only splattered all over my wife’s tits and face but also made a mess of the headboard two feet behind her. I remember being so impressed that I had to give Lisanne the best facial I could muster even though I don’t shoot that far. Still, the last few shots of both of our wives smiling and happy whole covered in the other man’s hot white semen were wonderful, as were the shots of them lapping it off of each other and swapping. I was hard looking at them and also irritated I would not be getting a replay performance.
To channel my frustration I went and did a workout in the home gym enough to get a good sweat going. As I walked past the kitchen towards the bedroom to clean I saw Penny preparing dinner. She looked incredible, as always, her bright red hair in perfect tight curls, a frilly white cooking apron covering the front of her baby blue form fitting dress with a knee-length hem, back seamed stockings, and tasteful heels. I knew that, per Daddy’s rules, she was not wearing any underwear. It was going to be hard for me to keep my hands off of her throughout a family dinner. Still, I was a sweaty mess, so I couldn’t ravage her before I remedied that lest Penny have to spend another hour and a half getting ready again.
“What time are they getting here?”
“Lisanne said 7, I’ll have dinner ready to go by then.”
“Sounds good. Show me your pussy before I go upstairs, darlin,” I commanded.
“Yes Daddy,” said Penny, as she turned around and pulled up her pencil skirt to reveal a garter belt perfectly framing her bright red heart-shaped pubic hair. Penny wiggled her hips for effect and my already semihard dick was getting harder. Penny took notice. “Zachary Stevens how are you getting hard again after you spent all morning blowing your load all over that pretty young little hairdresser?”
“What can I say? You do wonderful things to me.”
“Well, we don’t have time to play so go up and get dressed and I’ll be sure to take good care of Daddy and his bick cock later tonight. Maybe I’ll even tell you what I did with the grocery delivery boy while you were balls deep in Amber.”
“Mmm, good girl.” I said, as I went upstairs.
My libido was temporarily sated by the cool, bracing jets of water in the shower. As I calmed down and washed myself, I decided to nevertheless make sure I was extra clean in case I was able to split Lisanne off from the rest of her family for any period of time. After I got out of the shower I put on a clean shirt and slacks and went down to the living room bar to pour myself two fingers of whiskey. I checked the clock. It was 6:30.
I texted Vanessa.
“How’s the family, Kitten?”
“Hi Daddy. They’re good. I miss you and our fun times tho. There’s no one here to play with. :(((“
“We miss you too, love. And I’m sorry. Don’t you have any old boyfriends down there?”
“They’re all married or being stupid! I almost got so bored I thought about seducing my nephew Travis. He’s 19 now.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“First of all he does nothing but play video games all day. Second, my dumb sister and mom are always around. It would be really tricky.”
“Now, Vanessa, that’s just defeatism and it’s not like you at all.”
“Well maybe if Daddy gave me some motivation I could make an effort.”
“Ask and ye shall receive. Dearest Vanessa, my lovely kitten, I am giving you the following assignment: By the time you leave your mother’s house next Thursday, you will send me pictures of your Travis’ cock buried in each one of your tight little holes. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Daddy. <3 <3 <3"
“Good girl.”
“Gotta go have a family movie night now. Maybe I’ll sit next to Travis and start rubbing his leg a bit. Hopefully he won’t bring his dumb video game. Bye Daddy wish me luck!”
“Good luck, Kitten.”
I looked at the clock. It was 7:15, and I had finished my drink. The Yaos were late. Wonderful. I got another drink and texted Amber to check in.
“Hi there. Had a lovely time earlier today.”
“Hi Mr. S! Oh my god I did too. I felt like I was never going to stop cumming. Thank you, I loved your dick.”
“Good. It loved you. Wanted to check in to make sure things were OK on your end.”
“Oh do you mean Pete? Yeah, he whined a bit and then he calmed down and jerked off to the picture of your load dripping out of me that I sent him.”
“Oh? Were you there when he did?”
“No, he just texted me about it afterward. Then he whined a bunch more so I eventually showed him the facial you gave me. I loved your cum on me btw.”
“I’m glad. What did he say when he saw it?”
“Oh, he jerked off to that again like a perv. He said next time he wants to watch, if he can. And, uh, I guess if there’s a next time?”
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