by Writing Shark
Two devoted daughters
Elise Schoomer has done many forbidden things in her life. From the party drugs to the porn movies and the sex toys, she did it all just to piss off her mom. If she’s not allowed to have sex or have any kind of fun in any other way, then she just wants to get even with her prude mother. But now she’s really scared.
The house is dark and every girl is in her room except her. And neither is Gemma. Along with the youngest girl, Elise flinches every time Mister Winters slams his hand on her bare skin.
Elise squeezes her thighs together and the fabric of her loose sweatpants presses between her labia while her hand presses down on the fabric above her pants. Her other hand presses down hard on her mouth as she stares around the corner of the doorway into the living room where unbelievable things happen.
Her heart almost explodes with excitement and nervousness, but she also feels the wild, unruly throbbing in her cunt and the fabric of her white, bellyless nightgown brushing over her stiff nipples as she imagines being on the other girl’s place, almost feeling the strong hands of Mister Winters slamming on her tender skin, disciplining her, punishing her for things she doesn’t even know but wants to be punished for ether way.
Since she and Alice admitted their feelings to each other in the tree house, Elise has tried not to think too often about Mister Winters and his stern, icy stares. But she can’t do it and she is jealous of her friend that she alone can make his looks soft and warm.
She knows approximately what she feels for the man, Elise is not stupid, she is clever and quick, smart. But as her nightly expedition – actually just an attempt to test the limits in this house for being awake late – turns into a lesson on lust and submissiveness, Elise realizes that in her head she is just as clumsy and submissive as Gemma. Only that Gemma is getting what she wants, finally, that much Elise has understood.
“Come here darling.” Father and daughter embrace.
“Thank you for showing me how to be good daddy. Now I know there’s good pain and bad pain.”
“I’m sure your sister will want to talk to you about it. But not until Elise is gone, understand? We want this to be a special thing between daughters and her daddy.”
“Yes daddy. Of course.”
“Good girl. Now off to bed!” Elise hears the man of the house say good-naturedly. Then her cunt twitches at the slap of hand on skin and the happy giggle from Gemma.
“Yes daddy.” Had Elise been scared before, now she almost dies as Gemma stumbles past her. If Mister Winters catches her now, what would he do to her? Spank her? or throw her out of his house for violating his rules? The 20 year-old girl presses herself even harder against the wall, not breathing. But Gemma is too love-drunk, only notices her sore butt, not the other girl in the dark hallway. Then Elise is alone, panicked, not knowing how she should hurry to bet without getting caught. Or maybe she wants it. But Mister Winters already said it. She isn’t one of his beloves daughters. Her stomach twitches.
“Did you like the show Elise?” The girl’s heart stops. “Come here.” Again her body obeys his voice without her being able to do anything about it. Then she stands in front of the man in the living room, in front of his armchair. Her whole body is stiff and feels cold as ice. Her heart destroys itself in her chest and she can’t look him in his cold eyes.
“I didn’t mean…” She starts but her brain doesn’t work.
“You wanted to come down and challenge my rules,” Mister Winters explains to the dumbstruck girl, sounding almost amused. Then he even grins a little. “From my daughters, I would expect better behavior.” Elise just nods. “Answer my question.” She remembers there was something.
“Um…” She shakes her head. If Mister Winters is spanking Gemma… and she heard correctly when he talked about Alice, then maybe he’s open to the very behavior that would otherwise get her in trouble. Elise fervently hopes that for once in her life she might have it easy, so she tries the way she knows best and plunges into the dark, deep water to the shark. “You certainly run a tight ship in your house, Mister Winters,” she says playfully and even relaxes a bit. Mister Winters smiles slightly. “What did Gemma do to be punished like that?”
“Weren’t you listening?”
“I was but…” For once in her life she has it easy and Mister Winters steals her words right out of her brain.
“You’re a rebellious little minx Elise.” The girl just nods sadly. This was her lucky streak. “I like that.” She looks at the man in surprise. “Gemma didn’t understand that there is only one authority in her life, so she had to suffer. How about you?” Elise gathers all her courage.
“I don’t know yet if I want to be punished by you Mister Winters” she says insinuatingly. “I get it, you’re in charge. But… well…” She plays the shy girl Miss Moore always falls for. “Gemma seems to have enjoyed it.” And Mister Winters laughs, heartily.
“As long as you do what I say we’ll get along fine. With Alice and Gemma, I’ve had years.” His eyes move over her body like homing missiles, making her shiver, but in a good, exciting way. “I’ll have fun molding you.”
“And I’m going to have fun making it hard for you.” Elise cringes. Has she gone too far? But she can hardly think. It feels very good to be allowed to feel so free but she doesn’t trust herself. The rules of Mister Winters are simple and clear. And he reacts something kindly to her. Maybe she can do something right for the first time in her life.
“We’ll see,” Mister Winters says slowly and quietly. Then he nods toward the doorway to the hallway. “Into bed. Now.”
“Yes sir.” Elise gives a feigned salute.
Oh what can happen, she thinks to herself in her youthful cockiness and plays the only cards she knows how to play.
“But just so you know Mister Winters, I’m not one of your daughters. If you’re nice, I’m sure you can get from me what they can’t give you…daddy.” The man looks at her with a look that makes her shiver. No matter how strong, intelligent and sexy she thinks she is, she just can’t see through him, becomes small and helpless in his presence. But neither is he angry.
“Go to bed.” And Elise obeys.
“Where were you?” wants to know Alice who is already in bed. Elise lies down next to her on the wide mattress and only now notices the pictures on the net above her.
“Say…” she begins, looking at the shots of a happy, loving family. Suddenly, the behavior of Mister Winters and his two daughters doesn’t strike her as strange at all. She wants it too. “Do you really love your father?” Alice looks at her, realizing Elise means it. “Like really?” Alice is silent for a long time, putting Elise on the rack.
“My daddy is more to me than just my father,” the girl says quietly. “He’s everything a daughter could want.” Then she spins around. “And he wants us to sleep now.”
Elise is excited and sad at the same time. And she’s horny. But her friend is right. And after tonight, she doesn’t want to disappoint Mister Winters. She doesn’t know if he really fucks his daughters, Elise has been wrong many times in her life. She only knows that she likes Mister Winters… very much.
“Daddy…” it’s just a whisper but Elise still wakes up from it. She rarely sleeps well, even if it’s especially easy for her here, in the big, soft bed next to her friend. But now she is awake, like she’s meant to be.
And something happens next to her.
Elise lies still, doesn’t move, and listens into the darkness.
But it doesn’t help. She knows these noises. And she just has to turn over, very slowly, as if she were doing it in her sleep.
Then she just manages to suppress her astonished gasp.
Mister Winters kneels on the bed, his legs pressing deep into the soft sheets. He has his daughter in his arms but… In the dark, she doesn’t really recognize it at first. Alice is upside down.
Mister Winters holds his daughter tightly and her head moves quickly and jerkily between his legs while he has his mouth pressed firmly between her upwardly pressed legs. Her shorts hang between her bent legs while her arms wrap around his body just like he does.
What Elise sees in the dark she only knows from porn, never thought to see it in reality. Mister Winters makes it look so easy as he holds his daughter upside down. Alice is tense, panting softly and moaning suppressed, his cock in her mouth while her hair bounces between his legs while she sucks him devotedly. Elise almost feels her friend’s brutal effort not to cry out in happiness and it amuses her, so jealous and sad and horny and almost crazy with desire.
The smacking of the two mouths gets louder and Alice can’t stop a stifled moan. Elise remains lying, pretending to sleep. She curses herself for having her hands visibly next to her head, her hair spread over the pillow, but in an opportune moment she presses her thighs together under the warm blanket. Then she rubs them together, somehow trying to stimulate her wet cunt while beside her Alice begins to shudder.
“Good girl” praises her father while Alice whimpers through her orgasm. “Keep it down. Don’t wake up your friend.”
Alice makes a soft ‘umuah’ as his cock slides out of her throat. Out of the corner of her eyes Elise sees the strands between her mouth and his dick. Her own mouth opens, she licks over her lips, marveling in his sheer presence and his… Mister Winters is so big. Elise thinks she is so small against him and Alice seems so strong, way stronger than she is right now, sucking this mighty thing in her narrow throat like a mad woman.
“Yes daddy” she whispers hoarsely. Then ‘oohm’s again and the sucking continues.
Elise is almost there, her muscles aching already as Alice comes one more time while her daddy holds her tight, a shining string if juices runs down her spine. Mister Winters makes it so easy, a small thing, to lick a woman to orgasm, and Elise almost despairs. An inaudible whimper passes through her lips but no one could have heard it. The two lovers right next to her are too busy with themselves.
In a moment it is done.
Alice comes a third time, even louder, and then she squeals suppressed as Mister Winters pinches her crotch with his hand. Elise holds her breath while Alice is quiet, panting as he empties in her mouth for so long Elise thinks her friend might suffocate. She hears the drops of sperm dribbling down the face of Alice onto the sheets, her heavy gargling and the fight to swallow the mighty load of her father. Her lungs burn, almost as much as her cunt. But Mister Winters is faster. Alice moans softly, cumming a fourth time while Elise almost starts to cry with frustration and envy for her friend and the love she gets from Mister Winters. He was right all along. He doesn’t need her. He has his daughters for all his needs. Elise feels so lonely, so horny.
But then it’s over. As strong as he was, Mister Winters now tenderly lets his daughter slide next to Elise. It is too late. She forces herself to relax her thighs, almost goes insane trying, but manages and wishes that Mister Winters is proud of her for this act.
“Good night daddy” Alice whispers and gives her father a tired kiss, still shaking through the aftershocks of her orgasm, her face shiny with spit and cum. “Thank you for cumming in my.”
“Good night darling.” Then footsteps wander to the door. “You were a good girl today. I’m proud of you.” Then the door closes.
Alice has answered nothing and inside, Elise, embarrassed, horny to death and desperately praying for the favor of a strong man, knows Mister Winters has spoken to her.
Writing Shark 