by Writing Shark
You fuck Gemma and Stefanie. Part II
Stefanie’s lipstick mixes its red color with the clear, viscous liquid of Gemma’s pussy, also mixing with Stefanie’s saliva as her lips slide over your hot cock. Crouched between your thighs, you feel her movements while Gemma giggles quietly every time her bare bottom hits Stefanie’s head. Gemma uses the space of the cabin well, moves skillfully and uses her movements to show you her submissiveness while at the same time telling Stefanie off.
“Oh…” she whimpers quietly and nibbles on her lip. “You have to suck Daddy well… Try hard and be a good girl… He’s so big, I know. But you can do it if you want to… Be a silly girl for Daddy. We’re all stupid and pretty for him… Try hard and if your chin tickles his balls, maybe he’ll fuck you and you’ll go to heaven…” She giggles, girlishly, silly, happily. “Heaven… Because we’re on a plane.” You hold Gemma tight and secure as her pussy leaves wet streaks across your pants. You’ll have to change before landing, but your daughter’s happiness is more important to you.
Outside the cabin you hear the voice of an older lady asking where the toilet is and Stefanie’s mouth tightens anxiously and sucks harder.
“Is she good, Daddy?” asks Gemma. “You look so happy when your cock is being sucked. The whore sucks your cock well.” You kiss Gemma on her tender, young lips and brush a strand of her hair behind her ear as her eyes roll.
“She was born for the job,” you praise the woman. “If only she didn’t do such criminal things. She sucks well, wet and hard, especially when she doesn’t want to admit that it turns her on to be dominated.” Stefanie moans over your cock, then she actually shrieks as you kick her away from you to the edge of the booth. “Finger yourself and watch my daughter come.”
“Yes Sir.” Stefanie, like every woman in the presence of a commanding man, is only limited to obeying as her DNA demands of her. She sits back down in the little seat while you turn Gemma around and sit her on your lap.
“Spread your legs, darling,” you whisper in her ear and kiss her neck. “Show Stefanie what a perfect pussy you have.” Gemma obeys and shows the woman she has known for maybe a few hours her most intimate place, just like her daddy wants. As far as you are concerned, Gemma knows no shame.
“Your fingers are so good, Daddy,” she whispers as you spread her pussy for Stefanie. Long strings of pussy slime hang between them and her thighs tremble as your fingers play Gemma like an instrument.
“Doesn’t my daughter have a perfect pussy, Stefanie?” The woman blinks and stops fingering herself like a possessed woman long enough to obey you.
“Uh… yes?” she asks slowly, her womanly brain fogged with womanly lust.
“The perfect pussy, right?”
“Yes,” Stefanie nods and flinches when your foot hits her.
“Stop playing with yourself and serve my perfect little daughter, you whore,” you snarl quietly.
“Yes, sir! Your daughter has a p-perfect p-pussy… Sir. It’s… tight and… wet and hot and… perfect.”
“Better than your cunt,” you say angrily, making Stefanie flinch again. “Gemma darling, tell the whore who you’ve had sex with.”
“With you, Daddy,” she says immediately. “And with my sisters. Alice and Elise. And with our slaves.” A lonely tear runs down Stefanie’s cheek while her hand fights to stop fucking herself out of her mind. “But only Daddy put his cock in me and Daddy made me a baby and I love Daddy… I love… fuck…” Gemma comes right through your fingers. She trembles and gasps and you look at Stefanie.
“Between her legs and drink, you cock thirsty whore,” you whisper and Stefanie throws herself like a madwoman between Gemma’s spread legs.
You’ll never get bored of seeing a girl come, even if you’ve seen it hundreds of times. Maybe that’s why you’re such an ass, but more likely because you know what stupid, arrogant, mean sluts Stefanie and Valerie and all the others are.
“Thank my daughter.” Gemma, half in your arms, grinning weakly and stupidly, mumbles something about ‘love’ and ‘Daddy’ and doesn’t listen. That makes it even more traumatic for Stefanie.
“T-Thank you… Gemma… for letting me…. Serve you and letting m-me… d… drink your… cum…” She looks questioningly… hopefully past the twitching girl at you.
“Good girl Stefanie” you praise her like a puppy, and she crouches at your feet. “Do you want to be fucked?” And Stefanie Mitchell is eager and obedient, stupid and submissive, just like you want.
“Yes, Sir! Please!”
“Oh God.. Oh God…” The vibrations of the powerful engines of the Boeing 777-300ER make the sex even better. Of course you don’t use a condom, but you don’t care. You have a child that you want to take care of, it’s growing in the belly of your 18 year-old, and you really don’t care what happens to Stefanie.
The only thing that matters is that she’s a pretty decent fuck. She sits on you with her legs spread, your cock in her pussy, her nylon pants hanging in tatters from her legs. You don’t care how she’s going to explain this to her friend, the other guests or the airline.
“Oh fuck Sir! Thank you for fucking me Sir! It’s so good! My God, it’s good!” and Stefanie doesn’t care either. You’re sure that she’s always gotten everything she wanted and women like her get horny when they have to beg. “Please keep fucking me Sir! Please don’t stop! For god’s sake please don’t stop fucking me!”
“Tell me, cunt,” you whisper, grab her tightly, hard, and make her dance on your cock like a doll. “Tell me what kind of cunt you are.”
“A dumb one… Sir…” pants Stefanie, just before orgasm and just before being heard. “A stupid cunt that just wants to be fucked… A slut who, oh my god… A slut, stupid slut who thought she could seduce you and… Oh god you’re fucking me… so goooooofffff… And now I’m fucking you and… your daughter… So much better than me…”
“Tell Gemma,” you command and look at your daughter. With her legs spread, she is squatting on the floor and pumping her fingers into her dripping hole while she watches you both with wide eyes. “Tell her how beautiful she is.”
“She is… fuck… beautiful… and I am… shit… so ugly…”
“Well well,” you console her. “Not quite so ugly. I don’t fuck ugly sluts.”
“I’m a beautiful slut but… hmmmah… your daughter is more beautiful… Sir…”
“Pregnant women are the most beautiful, aren’t they?”
“Yes!”
“Tell her. Talk to Gemma.” Stefanie’s eyes turn to your daughter, two women, stupid and willing, submissive to you and happy with it.
“You are so beautiful Gemma… Pregnant by your father… It’s so… shitshitshit that’s deep… so deeeep… You will be so happy with his baby…”
“Daddy may I cum please?” Gemma asks nicely.
“Do you hear that?” you ask Stefanie. “How nicely she asks.”
“Hmmmmyessha…”
“Cum for Daddy Gemma,” you command and Gemma fucks herself so fast that her head flies back and her tongues hang out of her mouth.
“And you watch my daughter as she cums.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Fire her up.”
“Oh God… Cum for your Daddy Gemma sweetheart.” A loud moan, that’s what people heard. Something different than the mile high club in the toilet, much better. But thanks to your daughters, you are already a premium member anyway. “Finger yourself… God… Daddy ordered it…”
“And we obey Daddy,” you whisper.
“Yes! Yeeees! We obey Daddy! Daddy orders and we come for Daddy!” It’s Stefanie who screeches that.
Gemma comes and squirts her liquid onto the carpet of the cabin. You watch proudly as your princess fingers another orgasm out of her sensitive pussy, which drives Stefanie crazy on your cock. Now you have to keep her mouth shut, but it will soon be over.
“Cum you little whore,” you whisper, and Gemma isn’t the only one who opens her eyes wide.
You have rarely seen such a brutal, all-consuming orgasm, carried out in complete silence. Stefanie comes so hard that her whole body shakes and shudders. Her juice squirts so violently and in such quantities against the wall of the cabin that it leaves a puddle on the floor that mixes with Gemma’s moisture. Stefanie is unable to do anything and when your princess wants you to take her in your arms, you simply let the stewardess in her torn clothes fall to the floor where she lies there, wriggling like a fish, her eyes closed and her mouth open. You ignore her and take care of Gemma.
“The slut didn’t even clean you up,” Gemma murmurs thoughtfully.
“I didn’t even come,” you complain and there she is again, your little whore princess.
“Can I, Daddy?” she asks politely. “I promise not to come.” Then you lead her down to your cock.
It turns out that Gemma gets to taste your cum one more time today.
“You should take the job in the private sector,” you say to Stefanie. The plane is just coming in for a landing and you are straightening your shirt while Gemma is doing her hair. Used and dirty, Stefanie gets up from the ground and looks at you with a look that tells you that she would love to be one of your slaves. “One fuck and your brain will burn. You are not made for seducing high profile men. Just too weak.”
“Yes, Sir… I’m sorry, Sir,” the woman mumbles, but you continue to cheer her up.
“Don’t worry. Your pussy is hot. And you can give a pretty good blowjob. Find a job with a private airline or, even better, a high profile executive. They will fuck you hard. But forget about dignity and expectations, OK?” Stefanie just nods and looks at the floor, the shreds of her tights hanging out from under her skirt, her hair is disheveled and her blouse is messy. “Or find yourself an easy job, a man, a boyfriend. Marry him and be faithful to him.” You pat her cheek. “For men like me, you’re all just the same.”
“Three holes that are useful,” grins Gemma. “If you try hard.”
“Yes Sir… Ma’am.”
“And now go and bring us something to drink,” you say and look out the window again.
“Yes Sir. At once.”
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