Category: Family patriarch

by Writing Shark

You play tennis with your baby girl

“Ohgodshit…” Your voice is strained and you taste blood as your daughter’s solitary chuckles chase you across the tennis court.

“You have to stretch your arms further,” Gemma laughs loudly and happily. You’ve never seen her so relaxed under her mother’s guidance and you love your little angel for the amused little piglet grunts.

The way she holds her taut belly, the pale patch of white skin between her black sports outfit. She’s been so happy since you fucked her and a father is there to make his daughter happy!

“I taste blood, damn it,” you gasp and give her the tennis ball to serve. Dozens of balls are already lying on your side of the court and so Gemma comes to you at the net, leans over and takes the ball.

“It’s because of small bleeding in the lungs, Daddy.” Her eyes look at you through her large sunglasses that only make her face look more childish and delicate. Gemma is so naive and the fact that she obviously doesn’t even notice how horny you are for her is the best thing about it.

“I fuck young girls regularly,” you whisper, stroking discreetly over the nylon of her tracksuit, right where her delicate nipples are beginning to show.

“But that’s a different kind of showing off,” she whispers, pulling her lips in as her nipples stiffen at your touch. “That’s… different…” She looks at you. “Better.”

“Another game?” you ask, grinning.

“You decide about me, Daddy.” There are other people on the tennis court and some are waiting to play in your area. But you’re Americans, you don’t care about other people.

“Today you decide, Gemma.”

“Thanks, Daddy.” She leans forward, far over the net, clings to your body with her delicate arms and kisses you on the cheek as her foot bends upwards. “One more set then.”

“Shit…” you mutter as Gemma turns away. But she isn’t mean to you and shows you her cute little bud in her cute little shorts.

“When I was changing, I noticed an area,” she says, putting her hand on her baggy sports pants, right above her ass. “One set and then I want to thank you for the training…” She giggles and gets into position, legs spread and bowing before you, wigling her ass.

“If I survive that long,” you grumble, but smile kindly when you realize that you are more focused on Gemma’s fun than on her tight… little… sexy ass in those… sexy shorts and…

“Daddy! You have to move!” Another point for your daughter who has already won the game of life.

“Fuck.”

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‘I miss you three,’ you write to your wife as you sit on a bench at the edge of the square. There is hardly any shade and you are sweating even more, but you don’t leave your baby girl alone. Gemma continues to play tennis, this time with another girl you don’t know and make sure she knows that her daddy is always there to watch her. Good fathers watch everything their daughters do to protect them.

‘We miss you too, honey,’ Hellen writes back. ‘Fuck Gemma in the ass when she beats you at tennis,’ she suggests and follows it with a winking emoji. You have to grin, you were planning to do that anyway. ‘Are you sure I can do it alone?’ Another grin from you. After Hellen has overplayed her hand once, she is cautious, as you would expect her to be. You have told her often enough that you support her and have forgiven her, but it is not a woman’s role to make intelligent decisions, Hellen knows that.

‘I believe in you, honey,’ you write, glad to have a woman who allows you to support her emotionally. ‘You are strong and beautiful and brave. And you love Alice.’

‘I think it’s happening today. Maybe tomorrow. And you’re so far away.’

‘Trust our daughter.’ You write ‘our’ deliberately. ‘Alice is just as much your daughter as mine and she loves you. She will listen to you and do exactly what we need from her.’

‘You are my husband. I trust you. I just don’t trust him. But I trust your daughter.’ The three dots appear before you can answer. ‘Our daughter. Thank you, darling.’

‘I love you, Hellen,’ you write, then you raise your head briefly when you hear the laughter of two girls. ‘So be good and if you behave, I’ll tell you everything I did with our daughter and her friends on this vacation.’ Hellen sends a heart, a smiley with hearts in its eyes, an eggplant with three drops and a cat.

“Women,” you grunt, then put your phone down and concentrate on Gemma and the girl who took your place on the field.

“Daddy!” Your daughter comes dancing up and throws herself around your neck while you take a closer look at the other girl through your sunglasses.

“This is Imani,” Gemma introduces you, stands next to you and puts a hand on your shoulder.

“Hello, Sir.” Imani extends a hand to you and you know exactly what kind of girl she is. You know what kind of girls Gemma attracts, you can read Imani’s face like the faces of every shy, cute and insecure girl, you know what circles she comes from, you see the expensive outfit that the chocolate-brown girl is wearing… And you know what Gemma has planned for her.

I expected you to want me alone, baby girl, you think. But you want to be like your big sisters.

“Hello Imani,” you say and shake the girl’s delicate hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Gemma has told me a lot about you.”

“Really?” You look at Gemma, stern like a father but curious like a friend.

“You said no boys,” Gemma murmurs, clasping her hands behind her bottom and rocking from side to side. You press your legs a little closer together. “After what I did.”

So you want to play it like that? Okay. You look at Imani, who looks away, embarrassed, then Gemma nudges her in the side.

“Go on,” she whispers. “He isn’t that bad if you are nice to him.” Then she stands in front of you, presses her tight legs together, bounces on her feet and pushes her loosely tied hair behind her ear. “Daddyyy? Imani wanted to ask you something.”

“Really?”

“Y-Yes,” the girl stammers. You notice that she comes from a good family and is naive, shy and inexperienced. No dad, you guess. And her mother probably wants too much of her. I’m going to fuck this girl to the stratosphere. Good girl Gemma Princess. “Mister Winters, I know Gemma is actually under observation because she was… bad… but…” You don’t release your stare and Imani falls victim to you like a young, wide-eyed seal falls victim to a shark. Daddy issues. All too easy. “Your daughter is really, really nice… you raised her so well… and I wanted to ask…” But she can’t get it out and you know that if you don’t help the black girl now, she won’t see Gemma again and you’ll never see Imani naked. You groan theatrically.

“You like my daughter, want to have her as a friend and ask for my permission?”

“Yes, Sir!” Imani exclaims in relief as you smile mischievously.

“Please, Daddy,” Gemma begs. “I’ll be good too. No alcohol… for the baby… And I’ll always tell you where I am.” You frown.

“We’ll always stay close to you, Sir,” Imani offers. “It’s just… I don’t have that many friends back home… and my mother…” You already knwo all about her, doesn’t need to her it from a girl.

“You’re shy, aren’t you?” The girl with the bouncy hair nods and shakes her hair. Another sigh from you.

“I can’t say no to my princess.” You say nothing. “Yes.” Gemma flies against you.

“Oh, thank you, Daddy! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Then she stands up and makes an urgent gesture with her head. “Imani… come on…”

“Oh, yes.” The girl steps in front of you, wants to shake your hand at first, but then remembers and hugs you too. Shyly and carefully, she puts her arms around you while you feel her small breasts under her jersey. “Thank you, Sir. I appreciate that. Verry much.”

You really are a nice father.

by Writing Shark

Gemma is free and happy

Even late in the evening, the weather is pleasantly warm and a cool wind from the sea gives the air a pleasant climate. Gemma, on the other hand, looks damn hot.

You have prepared for all eventualities but the light white shirt, cut short so that the skin below the belly button is exposed, and the beige shorts show enough skin to stimulate your imagination, but seem chaste enough so that Gemma doesn’t attract attention. Your cock is still hard as iron thanks to the white headband and the big bow on her hair, which make the 18 year-old girl look young and vital, as well as playful and innocent. Only you know that she has a big load of cum inside her that is currently marinating in her panties. All in all, you are amazed at how self-confident she is today, in this strange place where no one knows her. That is a side of her that you will enjoy.

“What do you think people think of us, Daddy?” your daughter asks playfully while playing idly with her tableware like a little child. It takes energy for her to hold back and she shifts impatiently on the chair she is sitting on. The round table with the white tablecloth on it is on a pedestal a little way off. Lanterns shimmer above you, you can hear the sound of the sea on one side and the other guests are sitting on the other. The mood is relaxed, quiet music is playing in the background but children and other guests of the resort are also laughing, exactly the atmosphere you wanted.

“You can wish for it,” you say, taking her hand and stroking her soft, pure skin while she gets lost in your eyes. “We can be a couple if you want. People will despise us but that shouldn’t bother us.”

“I could be your daughter’s friend and you could be my sugar daddy,” grins Gemma and you wonder if it was Alice or Elise who taught your little daughter these vile words.

“We can also be father and daughter,” you say. “You were naughty and got pregnant and I’ll spend a nice holiday with you before I lock you up at home for the rest of your life.” That makes Gemma grin. Both stories have some truth in them, but are still wicked enough to make her wet and you hard. And that’s important in a relationship. Gemma wrinkles her face and thinks hard. Then she shrugs.

“I don’t care what people think, Daddy,” she says and smiles like a little angel. “Whether they think I’m your daughter that you’re fucking or just some whore or even your slut girlfriend.” You feel her foot on your thigh. Gemma has to slide down a little in her chair and she leans on her own seat, but she nibbles on her lips while her toes run over your leg and inwards your thigh. “I just want your cock in me.”

You look into each other’s eyes for a few seconds as you examine your daughter. You see the burning desire in her eyes, the desire to submit to you.

“I really have a slut daughter,” you smile at her and she nibbles on her lower lip. “You little rotten girl.”

“Your little girl Daddy,” she whispers, getting the telltale red on her cheeks. Without looking around, you speak to her.

“If you want to be a naughty slut, Daddy will make it happen. Plant your hot piece of ass under the table and suck me off.”

And of course, Gemma obeys.

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You strain to order dinner for you and your daughter from the waiter and assure him that she is only on the toilet, not under the table, with your cock half in her mouth and her fingers around your full balls. It is risky, but so is loving and fucking your daughters and raping other women. And Gemma is so good. Free and happy, she licks and sucks your cock while the sea roars, the lanterns light up and people, young and old, sit next to or walk past you.

Eventually the food arrives but Gemma is still under the table, hidden by the white tablecloth and trying not to make a noise while your cock stretches and expands her throat. She isn’t such an expert like Elise the blow machine bt Gemma’s BJ is loving and caring like a mother’s.

“Do you need anything else, Sir?” asks the waiter and you shake your head as he turns away.

“Sauce,” suddenly comes quietly from under the table. The man turns around.

“Pardon?” You clear your throat noticeably.

“Sauce,” you grunt, then grab the table as Gemma sucks on your cock like a mad woman. Your balls tighten and you feel your cum travel up through your cock into her greedy mouth. You shoot your load into her eager little mouth, feel her tender lips quiver around your cock as you pump her full of your cum. You hear her excited gasping and swallowing under the tablecloth and experience the naughty, detached Gemma who can hardly believe what her daddy is doing to her.

“Of course, Sir.” The man looks at you briefly, then disappears, probably getting upset about the arrogant Americans without wich his country couldn’t exist. You, on the other hand, see how the stars of the evening sky mingle with those in front of your eyes and are just stunned as Gemma takes your cock back into her mouth and sucks every last drop out of you.

Finally, she crawls back up after you have zipped up and looked around carefully. And there is Gemma. She smiles at you and her cheeks…

“Little fuckng beast” you grin and Gemma grins too. Then you remain silent until the waiter returns with the sauce. He looks at Gemma.

“Another drink, young lady?” Gemma shakes her head and can’t look at either of you.

“She’s a bit shy” you answer and pat your daughter’s hand. “At least give the nice man a smile, baby girl.” And Gemma obeys, turns to the man and gives him a heartwarming smile while her lips shimmer in the light of the lanterns. The man says goodbye again and Gemma wordlessly takes the white jug with the sauce. “Fuck” you grin as she bends over and pours your load of cum along with the sauce over the expensive steak that is in front of her. Then, with the last bit of cum on her lips, she looks back at you.

“Thank you,” she says, quietly and suddenly very shy as she spreads cum and sauce on the steak with her fork. You ask her what she means and even get an answer. “Alice told me so many things. How she rides you and milks your cock.” She giggles, carefree and happy. “I think I did that today too. And Elise always braggs about how well she can serve you with her mouth. Was I good too, Daddy?” You smile at her, in love.

“I think everyone here knows now that you’re my daughter.”

“That was sooo cooool Daddy,” she whispers excitedly and giggles as she licks her lips and puts a piece of cum steak in her mouth. “I felt like a cheap bimo whore.” She definitely got those words from her sisters. “Your cock was so hard in my little mouth.” Another giggle. You like seeing Gemma so happy. “Are we going to do this more often now?”

“Alice definitely likes it,” you shrug. “And Elise likes being in public with my cum in her pussy.” You take her hand and hold it tight while you admire her body in her flowy clothes, the bow in her hair, slightly out of place because of the BJ. Gemma falls even more in love with you as you straighten her bow.

“So…” She takes a light breath and flashes her eyes at you. “I expect my punishment for being impregnated by one of my classmates without asking, Daddy. And thank you Daddy for flying with me on this last vacation before you lock me up at home.” But you shake your head.

“No punishment Gemma darling. Screw the facade. Everyone should know that you are my daughter and that I love you.” Gemma sniffles again, quietly, but no tears come. “And I will never punish you if you take what you need from me to be happy. You are good just the way you are, Gemma. And I am proud of you.”

“Even if I take your cum?” You giggle and stab your spaghetti with your fork.

“You are such a good girl, Gemma. You only take what you need. And I am happy to give it to you.” Then you bend over to her, pull her to you and kiss her gently and lovingly on her forehead. “And now eat your steak with cum and sauce and tell me what you want for me tomorrow you little cum slut.”

by Writing Shark

Gemma needs some help feeling free

“Do you have another wish, Sir?”

“No thanks.” You like to vacation in hotels and resorts for the upper middle class. You actually earn enough to belong to the lower elite, but there are enough advantages to enjoy the rustic luxury that the twenty thousand dollars in the Bahamas brought you. The flirtatious glances of the maid, for example, who, like many women, is just lusting after a single dad who has money and looks good. And on top of that, has such an adorable daughter as yours. “We’ll manage.” And you’re concentrating on this daughter now, but you’re sure that either the maid or someone other than Gemma will be sucking your cock tomorrow.

“Call me if you need anything.” With that, the maid says goodbye and leaves you and your 18 year-old, pregnant daughter alone.

“Finally,” you moan and fall onto the bed, Gemma’s eyes on your body. You raise your head. “We’re having dinner soon.” Then you point to one of the large bags. “Get ready for dinner. I want to present my well-behaved daughter to the world.” Gemma giggles lovingly and rummages in the bag.

“How do you want me, Daddy?” she asks, you grin. Gemma is completely fixated on you and she would go to dinner with you naked, her pussy pulled over your cock, if you ordered her to. Without further ado, you pull her onto the bed with you. Gemma snuggles up to you and strokes your body with her fingers.

“Princess, this is your time.” Your fingers also rest on her body, on her taut belly, toned from volleyball and tennis, under which life is already beginning to grow. “Soon you will be round and clumsy, just ask your mother. I know you want to please me, but for the time we are here, the last time in your life, you will have something like personal responsibility.”

“Okay…” the girl murmurs. You see that she can’t deal with the idea of ​​individual freedom anymore and you smile.

“We are here so that you can ask me for whatever you want.”

“I want a child from you” is the only answer she is capable of and you roll your eyes mockingly. “I don’t know anything else, Daddy. I’m so stupid and happy. I don’t know how I can wish for something.” You, on the other hand, know that Gemma is not as stupid as she admits. She has too many of your genes for that. But you also know that she enjoys not having to think but just being able to react like an animal. But that contradicts the reason why you took her with you.

“Then I’ll have to show you how to wish for something from Daddy,” you grin, knowing a trick or two to get Gemma out of her stupor.

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“Daddy… Oh my God Daddy… Thank you… Thank you so much… for… fucking me… owning… thank you for… loving me Da… Da… Da…ha…”

Her small breasts bounce in time with your thrusts as you catapult her light body into the air from below. Gemma is so small and light and your 18 year old bounces around on you like a doll while your cock fills half of her lower body. “So big… powerful… Thank you… Da…ha…” You take her head and pull it towards you and it is Gemma who sticks out her tongue and wraps it around yours while her tender lips (with strawberry flavor) press against yours while her hair rests in a makeshift braid in your hands. You mess up her hairstyle but Gemma doesn’t notice and as you slow your thrusts, more and more, you feel her inner walls closing desperately around your cock. “Daddy…” she begs quietly and anxiously, not used to making demands.

“I love you Gemma Princess” you whisper and rub your nose against hers while her big, faithful eyes stare into yours. Her hips are already starting to move back and forth as if automatically but Gemma has to notice so she understands what you want from her. “Tell me how Daddy can make you happy.”

It’s so sweet to see her eyes narrow a little as she concentrates. Just for fun, you gently thrust into her once, penetrating her deeply, stretching and shaping her body with your cock, making her gasp, moan and then giggle. Then you quiet down again, waiting patiently for Gemma to work up the courage.

“F…” She blinks stupidly, happily. “Fuck me Daddy.”

“Does my baby girl want Daddy to fuck her?” you tease. You like the way Gemma is starting to develop and you’ve waited 18 years to be able to talk to her like that.

“Yes please Daddy” she nods eagerly, much more eagerly than she ever did in school when answering a question. “Please fuck me and make me…” She shakes her head and holds her hand over her stomach.

“Say it baby girl,” you whisper. “It’s your time, princess.” Gemma smiles contentedly.

“Fuck me and make me pregnant with your child, Daddy.” Then she starts moving her hips, slowly, carefully, as if she’s trying out a new toy that her Daddy bought her.

“Daddy has already put a baby in your belly.” Your hands lay protectively over her belly, but Gemma shakes her head, a gesture that pleasantly surprises you.

“Can we please pretend that this is the one time, Daddy? Can you please put a baby in me?” You understand only too well. Again you pull her towards you, again you kiss, and Gemma becomes even more demanding, puts her hands on your cheeks and only lets you go when she has no more air in her little lungs.

“Daddy will put many babies in your tummy little girl,” you confirm. “This will be your life.” A tear of pure happiness runs down her cheek and you brush it away with your thumb. “But today will be the first time for you,” you say and smile. It turns out that all it took was the right incentive for Gemma to demand something from you. “Daddy will make your belly round today.”

“Oh yes, Daddy. Please.”

“Come and get it princess.”

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You and your daughter fuck like a couple on honeymoon, sensual, slow, loveley. Gemma’s amorous moans, shrill like a mouse, echo through the room, through whose wide curtains the sea air streams in. You hardly steal any energy from her, you give her some, giving her two normal, loving orgasms before you spread your seed on her lovely face. Your orgasm is the most brutal of the evening, your moans the loudest, while your daughter kneels beneath you, her hands folded neatly in her lap, a satisfied grin on her face, eyes closed and a happy giggle on her lips as your load hits her face in several hard thrusts.

Then she gets up, diligently licks your cock clean and then dances naked and on tiptoes into the bathroom.

“I think I know what I want to wear today, Daddy,” she says calmly. “I need twenty minutes, I’ll hurry. Watch TV while you’re at it.” Then she disappears into the bathroom.

“Not even Hellen has ever spoken to me like that,” you grin and shake your head. Pregnant girls are capable of a few surprises.

by Writing Shark

Sister Sister Mother threesome

“What’s that about?” asks Elise as she pumps two fingers into her pussy and one of the other hand into her ass. With her legs spread wide, she stares at Alice, who still has the same lust in her eyes with which she had licked her sister a short while ago, but now she is gently towering over her mother and staring at her lovingly.

“We’re just women,” Alice breathes dreamily and strokes her mother’s body with her finger. “Only women… Mom, you look so beautiful.”

“You too, my darling,” Hellen breathes and puts her hand on her daughter’s cheek. “So young and gorgeous. I’m so proud of you.”

“And I’m so grateful to you. I’m so confused. Daddy isn’t here and I want his cock…”

“I know, darling,” Hellen whispers and caresses her daughter’s bare skin.

“I want to fuck, Mommy,” her daughter confesses while Elise watches and fucks herself. “All day. I want to fuck everyone, every woman here. But nobody is as good as Daddy and I want him to come back and fuck me and rule over me…”

“Your father is out with Gemma,” Hellen says in the quiet but determined voice of a mother who is massaging her own daughter’s breasts. “He wants it that way and we have to accept it.”

“My head… I can’t…”

“I know,” the mother says again and does something that only a mother can do. She ignores Alice as a mistress and kisses her as a daughter. Hellen sits up, turns Alice onto her back and spreads her legs. “I know how it feels to be without your daddy. Sometimes it has to be like that if he wants it that way and we are good girls who obey our daddy, right?”

“Yes,” Alice breathes as Hellen begins to kiss her bare thighs. Shockwaves of pleasure travel across her skin as her mother’s lips move ever closer to her gaping opening.

“So hot,” Elise murmurs and licks her lips.

“Let mommy think for you, Alice, honey. Just this once. Let me help you come without your daddy. For him. Be happy for him and come for mommy.”

“Yes,” the girl breathes and puts her hands on Hellen’s head. But she pulls back and her hands find their place. Hellen looks at Elise.

“You too, honey,” she says gently. “I can see it in you too.”

“Yes,” whimpers Elis and jumps up. Hellen smiles as she throws herself around her neck. “Thank you, Mommy. I’ve always wanted a mommy like you.”

“Lie down, darling,” says Hellen gently. “Next to your sister.”

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Elise and Alice lie side by side, holding hands and looking into each other’s eyes while their mother spoils the two girls. First it is Elise who moans, then it is Alice, both girls squirm under her mother’s talented tongue and her skillful hands.

“Shit… Fffffuck…” moans Elise. “I thought you were good Alice, but your mother…”

“Shut up or I’ll… ha… ohmygod…” Alice can’t get her answer out as Hellen takes her daughter’s clit in her mouth and sucks it gently. “Ohmygod that is soooo ha… ha…”

Then it is Elise again who presses her legs together but Hellen holds her in position while her fingers pump into her daughters’ pussies. She varies her pace, adapting to each girl while she thinks about the fact that it should actually be Alice and Gemma lying here. She watches proudly as Elise, not really her daughter, but daughter at heart, comes ever closer to a climax under her fingers.

“Oh God Mom…” the newest Winters gasps with effort. “Mom.. Mommy…”

“Mom…” Alice whimpers too. “Fuck us Mom… fuck your daughters…

“Make us come…” pleads Elise.

“Please! Please make us come Mommy.” Hellen is so proud, she feels tears in her eyes.

“Come for Mommy” she breathes and pumps faster, steering her daughters towards the cliff. “Both of you. Mommy loves you. And now… Come.”

“Mommy!” comes it to Hellen from two mouths, then she can do nothing for what feels like an eternity but finger the girls through their powerful orgasms.

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“Mommy” whispers Elise and snuggles up to one side of Hellen, Alice to the other. “I love you.”

“I love you too sweety. Both of you. Your father would be so proud of his two little whore angels.” Next to her, Alice stirs, leaning on her elbow, now completely calm and herself again, now that Hellen has shown her how to deal with the emptiness in her bedroom and body.

“Thank you, Mom,” she says and smiles. “Without you, we would be lost.”

“I do anything for my daughters,” Hellen says and knows that James will be proud of her when he finds out that she fucked her daughters into peace.

“Yes,” says Alice and sits up, swings herself over her mother, kissing her on the mouth. “And now your daughters are doing something for you.”

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“Oh… Oh yes… oh my sweet little daughters… yes… lick me… yes… oh I love you so much you two…” While Hellen puts her arms around her daughters, they eagerly lick her erect nipples and paw her breasts like two kittens, purring and moaning in heat. The three women sit naked on the bed and the two daughters suck and spoil their mother with everything they have while Hellen ascends to heaven. “I am so proud of… ha… you.” It is her form of masturbation to tell her daughters that they fuck her so well. “Daddy raised you right.” With a ‘plop,’ Alice releases her mother’s nipple from her mouth.

“Daddy, mainly,” she says, kissing Hellen with lots of spit on the mouth. “But you were important too, Mommy.”

“Oh honey,” Hellen sniffs, then moans as Elise gently slides her teeth over her nipple.

“You pushed me out of your cunny and gave me to Daddy.” Alice bends down again and sucks on the breast she fed earlier. “A present for him.”

“And you allowed Daddy to rape Amy and create me. Thank you for making me, Mommy,” Elise hums, kissing her new mother as well. “Let us thank you, Mom,” she whispers as Alice kisses down Hellen’s belly and Elise follows her. “Let’s make sure you’re satisfied too.”

“And together we’ll manage to miss Daddy in a good way,” Alice says.

“Yes…” Hellen breathes. Then she can only moan as two tongues slide around her clit. Two hands massage her breasts and two more penetrate her lower holes while her daughters fingerfuck, massage and lick her all together. “My daughters… yes… Lick Mommy… suck my clit… Alice… Elise… Oh god yes I love you so much…”

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The three women continue to do it for a long time. Down in the kitchen, a sexually starved Valerie keeps the food warm while upstairs the three Winters women fuck, lick, fondle and finger.

Alice is so happy that she has found a way to be there for her daddy, even if she misses him.

Elise is happy because she can satisfy her desires without you being angry with her.

But the happiest is Hellen who has sex with her daughters and can prove to her husband that he can trust her.

The three women come together so often that they finally wander into the kitchen exhausted and sweaty. They sit together at the table and have to laugh, waiting for someone to give them permission to eat.

“Eat,” says Alice, laughing, and Elise suggests that Valerie should crawl between her mother’s legs today. Alice nods and watches as Hellen happily clutches the table with pink cheeks.

“And after eating?” asks Elise, looking mischievously at Alice.

“I’ll take her ass and you her pussy?” asks Alice while Hellen moans out her orgasm and ignores Valerie’s food.

“And then the strap on,” grins Elise.

“But I’m not calling you ‘Daddy’,” grins the mistress while Hellen pushes her hair back.

“We still have a few cucumbers in the fridge,” she says, looking forward to doing something with her daughters. So many women today lose contact with their children, but not Hellen. “We could pretend Daddy takes all three of us at the same time?” Elise’s and Alice’s eyes sparkle.

“It’s going to be a great evening,” grins Alice.

by Writing Shark

Hellen helps her daughters to control their desires

“I really hope the portions will be enough,” murmurs Hellen Winters and looks at the many pots and pans on the expensive stove in the expensive kitchen that her husband gave her when she moved into the house. “What number was that?”

“I counted four from Elise, ma’am,” says Valerie, who is standing next to Hellen at the stove. She watches her proudly in her maid uniform as she prepares food for the family she owns. “And six for Alice.”

“After just one day…” Hellen muses. She knows exactly how the two girls feel, but as a wife and mother, she is already used to the wild, demanding throbbing of her pussy and the stiff nipples that occur when her husband is not around. They are all addicted to his aura and Hellen is happy for her daughters, for both of them, that they are able to satisfy their lust with each other.

“Alice is an excellent Mistress,” says Valerie, who, unlike Elise, has no hope of reaching an orgasm without her owner. She lets her eyes wander over the dinner in case one of the women is called by the Mistress. Preparing for the event that Alice or James needs to be served is one of the most important lessons James has fucked into her head and Valerie is so proud of her achievement to concentrate on her work, not her satisfaction.

“And you are an excellent slave, Valerie,” praises Hellen, patting the cheek of the piece of meat who smiles gratefully at Hellen. “Are you excited to be without your Master for the first time?” Valerie nods eagerly.

“I hope I can prove to Mistress Alice that I am well trained and domesticated, Ma’am,” she says kindly, her voice full of hope. “Everyone should see that I am where I belong.”

“Your mother would certainly be proud of you. And my husband would too. You serve the family with pride and devotion, that is what James expects from all of us.”

“Thank you, Ma’am,” Valerie nods, chopping carrots into the pot. “Do you think Mistress Alice will order me to fuck my father?”

“Why do you ask?” Hellen will not make the mistake of putting a woman above James again, especially not a lowly slave like Valerie. She likes the girl a lot now, but listens carefully for any signs of disobedience.

“I would like to prove to Mistress Alice that I am absolutely loyal to the family, now that Master James is not here. What better way to do that than by fucking my own father?” Hellen breathes a sigh of relief. She is not made to punish Valerie and even if Alice did, she would be reluctant to do it either.

“If you do exactly what my daughter tells you,” she says, but not without a certain pride in her voice. “And think of Elise too. Maybe you could offer to let her rape you. My daughter likes to hurt you.” Valerie nods eagerly.

“Thank you Ma’am.”

Hellen wants to say something else but at that moment Alice enters the kitchen, naked and with wet face and hair.

“Hello darling,” her mother greets. “The food is almost ready and hmmmpf…” Sometimes she is still surprised by the fire and enthusiasm with that Alice is having incest with her own mother when her daughter grabs her shoulders, pulls Hellen down a little and presses her lips to hers. Valerie continues to cook without a care in the world and smiles at the couple who are exchanging bodily fluids in a long and intimate French kiss.

Hellen’s head is spinning. James has made Alice so strong and beautiful and independent and dependent and Hellen almost loses her mind every time she sees how wonderful her daughter’s life is. Now she kisses her own flesh and blood deeply and lovingly and hears her wanton moans while Hellen holds her daughter and strokes her back.

“My oh my,” the mother breathes as the daughter pulls her lips away. Immediately her girlish hands are on Hellen’s heavy breasts and knead them demandingly and penetrate under her flannel shirt and white apron. “What’s wrong, honey?”

“I miss Daddy and his godly cock,” her daughter breathes and Hellen giggles. What sends shivers down other mothers’ spines assures Hellen that she has raised her daughter well and correctly. “Elise and I have been fucking for hours.”

“We can hear that down here, honey,” laughs Hellen and strokes Alice’s cheek. “Is there anything I can do to help you while your father is away?” Alice grins at her mother like she has never done before and Hellen feels something that only James has ever caused. Weaker, Alice is only a woman after all, but the throbbing in Hellen’s labia and clitoris is clear and largely switches off her brain. Nevertheless, the mother recognizes that her daughter has found her place when she sees the hunger in her eyes. Alice is so well raised and they have rarely had sex without James… “My holes are always at your disposal, Alice, honey. Mistress,” says Hellen helpfully and places her motherly hands on her daughter’s small breasts. Her nipples are so stiff and her breathing is fast. “Use me, Mistress.”

“I want you,” Alice breathes with wide eyes. “Daddy isn’t here and I can hardly think straight with desire.” Hellen giggles as Alice grabs her hand and pulls her with her. Valerie stays alone in the kitchen while the two women go into the bedroom that Alice shares with her father while Hellen hasn’t been here for a long time.

“How can I serve you, Mistress?” she asks and smiles at Elise, another set of holes to satisfy her Mistress.

“Take off your clothes,” Alice demands and Hellen obeys like a good girl. She presents her body to her daughters while she pulls her shirt over her breasts and sticks her ass out to them while her panties expose her wet opening.

“Take her,” Elise breathes, who has probably received permission from Alice to masturbate wildly. “Fuck our mother.”

“Yes…” Alice breathes and folds her arms in front of her chest, not in defiance but to hold herself back. “No.” Hellen blinks. She sees James in her daughter, the dominant, controlled behavior, just as she sees the wild fire that only James can put out. No wonder Alice is almost going crazy. Elise is also showing signs of withdrawal and Hellen understands her.

“You can have me however you want, Alice, darling,” says Hellen and steps towards her daughter. Uncertain and with her mouth wide open, she looks up at her while Hellen carefully puts her hand on the back of her head. “As a mother,” she says and guides her 20 year-old daughter’s lips to her breasts. “Or as a whore.” And with that she takes her daughter’s delicate hand and pushes it between her thighs. Alice immediately starts to stroke her mother’s pussy and sucks on her breasts. Hellen moans softly and strokes her greedy daughter’s head while Elise pumps her fingers into her hole. “I love you, darling,” she whispers and Alice releases her stiff nipple from her mouth, a thread of saliva between her nipple and her lower lip.

“Lie down on the bed… Mother,” she says and smiles.

Hellen obeys her mistress who wants to fuck her like a mother today.

“Thank you, darling,” she says and feels the wet sheet on her skin.

by Writing Shark

Sibling time between Alice and Elise Part II

Alice silences Elise with both hands around her neck. Daddy could do it with one hand but Elise’s talking has made her pussy twitch and filled her head with dirty thoughts. The two sisters are alike and Alice doesn’t care if she has already come today. She has to experience it again, the thrill of thinking about you while she comes.

“Shut your stupid mouth, you whore,” she snarls while Elise grins mischievously at her and her cheeks turn red. “I know what you’re doing. You want to make me fuck you so you can come. You want to make me scream for Daddy and allow you to have an orgasm, you nasty little slut.” Elise just grins while Alice gets lost in her eyes. It has become so natural for her to fuck pretty girls, her own sisters, united under her father’s cock. So normal to think about sticking her tongue between two wet, twitching labia and tasting the delicious juice. So normal…

“Eeep…” Elise giggles wildly as Alice pounces on her. It only takes seconds before the two girls are completely naked. They quickly look at each other, both pussies dripping greedily onto the sheets. “You’re right sister,” Elise gasps as her fingers slide between Alice’s thighs and pump into her pussy while her other hand plays with her nipples. “I want Daddy’s dick!”

“But Daddy isn’t here,” Alice whispers and fingers her sister quickly and hard. “But I am.”

“Then punish me, Mistress,” Elise breathes and kisses her best friend. “Punish me for wanting to fuck your father. Punish me so that my pussy overflows at the thought of his cock.”

“Kiss me!” But Alice is already dragging Elise towards her, roughly and greedily, and Elise presses her lips to her sister’s. It is so normal to fuck and the two feel sorry for the normal girls who are not allowed to experience this miracle. “I love you, Elise,” Alice breathes. “I am so grateful to Daddy that he owns you.”

“I love you too, Alcie,” her sister replies. “Daddy owns and you own me too. Take me, sister. Own me. Fuck our little slave and make her cum.”

“Make me cum first,” Alice demands and Elise giggles. Both can hardly think of desire. Then Alice giggles too, madly, as Elise pushes her into the sheets and pushes her beautifully shaped ass over her face. Both girls are in a hurry and Elise rubs her pussy over her sister’s face while she pounces on her mistress’s pussy like a starving wolf.

“Gimme that cunt of yours.” Elise breathes into her pussy while her tongue greedily pushes itself between her labia. “Yes! Lick me you dirty slut” Alice coos. “We fucked Daddy together. Now show me what your dirty little mouth can do with my cunnie. Make me cum whore!” Elise sinks her face between her thighs, then wordlessly wraps her legs around Alice’s head and pulls her down to her as well. Without thinking, Alice sticks out her tongue and licks wildly and hard through her sister’s slit.

The two girls lick each other for minutes while they think of you. Finally Elise becomes curious and makes Alice scream while her sister pushes a finger into her tight asshole.

“You little skank!” Alice breathes and pushes herself up. Elise only reluctantly allows it, Alice is her Mistress. Lost in the bliss of passion, Alice turns around, grabs behind her, holds her sister’s hair and presses her face between her legs while she presses her ass against her face. “Lick my ass you teasing little slut” she orders and Elise obeys. With long licks the girl pleasures her Sister Mistress. She spreads her legs wide and rubs her glowing cunt over the heated material of the bed to finally come.

“Mistress… Please…” she begs Alice while Elise circles her tongue around her ass and her fingers pamper her hole and clit. “Cum for Daddy and make me cum as well. Please! I was so good today. Please grant me my orgasm.”

Alice, however, is not listening. She is too lost in her land of honey where her daddy is king.

“Daddy! Yes! Daddy! There…ha…ha…” Alice squirts her juice at Elise, who greedily opens her mouth and closes her lips around her best friend’s hole. With juice on her lips and chin, she presses herself close to Alice and licks her wet skin until the trembling subsides. “Thank you… Elise… I brought that…” gasps Alice. “I wanted to… Ah! You bit me, you slut!” Elise appears behind her with a soaking wet face.

“Make me cum, you little piece of shit!” she screams and Alice’s mouth drops open. “I need to cum! Make me cum! Please, you little slut!” Alice blinks at her sister and understands. She has thought about her worries for too long, even though Daddy controls everything. She has thought about herself for too long and has now come twice while Elise… “Please… Mistress…”

“I should punish you for that,” Alice growls. “You’re not only defying me, you’re defying Daddy too.”

“I knooow,” Elise whimpers. “I can’t take it anymore. I want to be the way you want me to be, but Alice… Mistress… Sister…” Elise swallows hard, then shrugs her shoulders helplessly. “I’m sooo hooornyhy.” Elise looks at Alice for help, now different from the girl who sneaked into Alice’s bedroom and fingered her. She is desperate, she absolutely wants to come, to feel the bliss of having an orgasm and to think of her father. And Alice understands that she is not the only one who misses her Daddy.

“I don’t want to see you like that,” she says and looks at Elise who doesn’t understand.

“I’m doing my best but…” But Alice just shakes her head.

“Shut up and come here.” Then she grabs her sister’s hair and pushes her back onto the bed, so hard that Elise squeals in excitement. Then she screams out her pleasure as Alice presses her pussy against hers, spreads her legs and grinds hard and fast against Elise’s lap.

“Now you come for me little slut” Alice breathes as she scissors her sister.

“Thank you,” Elise screams and rubs her wet pussy against Alice. The two sisters mix their juices together and think of their daddy while one orgasm after another shakes through their bodies. Their bellies rise and fall, sweaty and trimm, their muscles arching and their breaths shallow but their eyes always in the other one, always looking, adoring and loving while pussy juice wettens their bodies. They come together multiple times, holding on to each other’s nubile bodies and screaming your name over and over again.

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“I’m sorry I was so selfish, Mistress,” Elise whispers. The two girls lie next to each other, their faces very close. Both wet from their juices and their cheeks flushed, the sisters lose themselves in each other’s eyes while caressing their skin.. “I’m sorry I didn’t realize that you miss Daddy so terribly too.” Alice grins and lets her hand wander gently over her best friend’s clean skin. “I’m not as good as a dom as Daddy.”

“Dom? Where did you get that expression from?” Elise asks the actually quite innocent Alice.

“What? Dom?” Alice laughs heartily, even though she is a little exhausted. “You love Dad for how long? For me, it’s my whole life. Of course I fingered myself thinking about him.”

“And a good daughter finds ways to please her daddy,” grins Elise.

“We agree on that,” whispers her mistress. The two kiss gently and lovingly and stroke each other’s sweaty hair.

Minutes pass, the girls talk and are happy. But one thing remains the same.

“Alice?” asks Elise. Alice listens to her. “Again?” The girls giggle but Alice sits up.

“We’re not the only ones who miss Daddy,” she says and knows what she has to do to make the family happy, now that Daddy is so far away.

by Writing Shark

Sibling time between Alice and Elise Part I

A few hundred miles away, the Winters residence is quiet and cozy. Alice is lying on her bed and listening to music on the player that her father gave her for her good performance as a daughter (grades, manners, housework, looks and sexual obedience). With her eyes closed and her hands clasped behind her head, she breathes calmly and lets her thoughts wander, now that all the tasks as the mistress are done. Sometimes she wonders if she isn’t being too harsh on her mother when she gives her tasks that Alice used to have to do herself. Doing the laundry, cleaning the house, preparing the food, she used to do all of that too. Now, as a mistress, she has more free time and can concentrate fully on making everything perfect for her daddy. But you’re not here and so Alice has even more time than usual. With a relaxed sigh, she considers whether she should help her mother, now that Gemma isn’t here, but Valerie helps Hellen while Grace is with her husband and lets him fuck her so that he continues to obey you. Actually, something has to be done about her former teacher, since he makes demands for his obedience instead of first obeying and then being grateful for what James gives him. Alice does it that way and that’s why she knows that you have everything under control. Yes, there really is nothing left in her life to worry about, a miracle for a 20 year-old girl in her situation, willingly subject to her own father, his trust and sex toy, along with her sisters and friends.

The thought of being free, happy, loved and safe does to your daughter’s young body what it always did.

“Daddy…” Her fingers slide down her shirt to the edge of her short gray sweatpants and her feet in the short white socks slide over the soft sheets of her bed as Alice Winters uses the privilege of being your top girl and satisfies herself with the thought of you. “Daddy… please Daddy…” Her mind speeds up and she forgets the music in her headphones as her fingers pull her soft labia apart and expose her clitoris, which you can manipulate so easily. First slowly, then faster and faster, they circle around your daughter’s bud while Alice imagines it is your skillful hand that is spoiling her. “Daddy…please finger me…yes…thank you for touching me Daddy…Please…Please let me cum Daddy…ha…Please…I’m begging you…let your little Daughter cum for you…” It’s difficult for Alice. You aren’t there and she feels like she did before that wonderful time when her girly brain hadn’t yet processed what her heart already knew. “Pretty please Daddy…fuck…my body belongs to you…please touch it and make it come for you… I wanna come for you so badly…” But it doesn’t work. No matter how hard she tries, you aren’t in the house, not even in the same country, and her own touch feels foreign and wrong. Everything about her belongs to you and Alice doesn’t want to be responsible for it herself. Her body is trained for you, her soul is connected to yours and her mind is only focused on you. Masturbation is like a match to a forest fire. “I miss you Daddy… please come and make me…”

Alice feels a hand on her wrist, strange and firm. Startled, she opens her eyes and rips the headphones out of her ears. But then she presses her head into the pillow and moans long and loudly.

“Come on.” It is Elise who is now rubbing her newest sister’s swollen, twitching clit hard and fast with two fingers while her gaze is fixed on Alice. “Come for Daddy. Be a good girl for him and cum your tiny brains out.”

“Fuck!” Alice arches her back while Elise supports her. With one hand she rubs her sister and best friend’s clit, with the other she moves in circles around Alice’s opening. “Daddy! Daddy! My God Daddy!”

“Yes,” Elise whispers excitedly, takes two fingers and fucks her sister while her thumb rubs her clit. The other hand goes to her lips.

“Suck little girl,” she says lovingly and Alice opens her mouth. “Suck Daddy’s Cock while he fingers you to death.”

“Dachy,” Alcie purrs around her fingers and licks her juices off with her tongue. Elise’s fingers are small and puny compared to her father’s mighty instruments, anything on him is so powerful, but Elise tries hard and it helps. “I’m coming,” Alice moans and grabs the hand in her mouth, holding it to her breast while Elise continues to rub her swollen clit. “Daddy I’m coming for you! Yes! Please keep going and let me come! I’ll be good for you! Please let me come! Please… let… me…”

“Yes!” Elise calls triumphantly as Alice begins to tremble and her juices pour over the bedsheet, Elise’s arm and her body. “Good girl! Squirt for Daddy! Show him what a slut you are!”

“Daddy’s little slut!” Alice screams as her juices fly around the room. “I’m thinking of you, Daddy! I love you, Daddy! I want to fuck you, Daddy!” And then she collapses onto the bedsheet.

It takes a few minutes for Alice to catch her breath, then she struggles to get up on her elbows and searches for Elise. She finds her sister next to her, her hand clenched in her lap, on her waistband. Elise smiles at Alice, forcing herself to look happy while fighting not to finger herself silly.

“I miss him too,” the newest Winters admits. “He’s only been gone a day and I already want him to come back. But I know that’s selfish. I want him to be happy with Gemma.” Alice brushes her hair out of her face and calms her breathing as Elise continues. “But damn. This little bitch lets him fuck her brains out and I’m sitting here, alone, wanting his cum on my face, for him to mark me as his property and own me and fuck my fucking brains out with his fucking cock until all I can do is babble and beg for more sex. I want to fuck him so much, I would burn down the whole city to feel his cock between my pussy lips. I want him to grab my head and push me down on his cock and use my face as a fleshlight until he makes my belly burst with his cum. I want to be his dirty little whore and squirt my brains out through my pussy until I’m stupid and happy. I want…”

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!”

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“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.

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“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.”

by Writing Shark

You fuck Gemma and Stefanie. Part I

Stefanie Mitchell is 24 years old and has been a stewardess for some time now. But not for much longer.

In the private sector I’m finally making the money I deserve, she thinks to herself, not for the first time that day, as she pours a drink for an overweight manager in first class.

“Thank you, darling.”

“You’re welcome, Sir.” She smiles, but she wants to throw up. Even here in first class, people aren’t rich enough to buy manners. She looks longingly to the front of the cabin at the sealed area where James Winters is sitting with his cute daughter Gemma. She has done some research on him, has pulled his flight details, not entirely legally, and knows that he isn’t mega-rich, but rich enough to make it onto her list. And above all, he is nice and polite. He isn’t her goal – she wants to join a private company where real money is made – but James is just right for her customer base. And other things.

“He looks really good,” says her friend, looking at the picture the airline has of him. She knows about Stefanie’s efforts to climb the social ladder and wants to help her. She too has had enough of teenagers who think the world belongs to them just because their daddies have some money and give them nice technical toys. Any idiot can use a cell phone, that doesn’t make someone special. “Go ahead. Catch him.” Unlike her friend who wanted to run away from her family, all of whom are boring and losers, Stefanie is after the big money. And she wants to get it now, with access to power. Even if he’s good-looking and nice, the only thing that really matters is the company where he makes good money.

“Thanks, darling,” she says and kisses her friend on the cheek. Then she turns into the hallway.

“Wait. Let me…” The blouse is opened a little further, her breasts are presented and her friend loosens a strand of Stefanie’s hair. “Sexy and willing. Little slut.” The two laugh, then Stefanie sets off. She just has to make sure that his daughter disappears for a moment. Maybe a trip to the cockpit? Actually forbidde, but Stefanie occasionally sleeps with the captain and his first officer out of boredom. Then she is alone with the man for half an hour, can help him deal with the pregnancy of his little whore daughter and…

“Hello? Sir? Do you need anything? I just wanted to ask if…”

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Everything is so different than she expected. The food was served, she arrived at the time he said.

At first it seems as if the clingy daughter is sitting on his lap. But she isn’t wearing any pants and Stefanie can see her naked bottom bouncing on her father’s lap. Something is wrong, but before her brain can realize what is happening, the trap snaps shut and Stefanie is caught.

“Daddy, what is the woman doing here?” the girl asks quietly. The plane is loud enough that no one can hear her and Stefanie just stands in the entrance to the cabin and stares at the spectacle in front of her.

“A stewardess who doesn’t know where her limits are,” says the man, holding his daughter’s head close to his chest while they both stare at the lost woman. “A stewardess who is fired because she made a serious mistake and burst into the privacy of a father and his biological daughter without asking.” His smile becomes wide and evil, the devil stares at Stafanie but she can’t react.

“Sir, I didn’t know… you and your… daughter… you seem so…”

“Come here,” says the man sternly and lets the little girl bounce on his lap. There is a small bench where you can open up the bed to lie down for a sleep. But father and daughter – Stefanie still can’t believe it, but senses the truth – don’t seem tired. The flight is too short, just long enough to seduce a hot guy…

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Or to be conquered by him. Of course you know exactly how to subjugate women like Stefanie Mitchell. With the taste of cum on her lips, it was Gemma who distracted Stefanie just before dinner. The stewardess is a hottie, in contrast to her friend, but she also reacts to a friendly, rich, polite man with a charming daughter. It was child’s play to find our Stefanie’s plan and with the lie that you had feelings for the young woman, her friend gave you enough material to be able to fuck her now. And no one will miss her, because everyone knows what a slutty whore Stefanie Mitchell is.

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“Oh Daddy you’re so gooood… You stretch your little girl’s cunny so good Daddy…” Gemma is in her element, your cock deep inside her, her pussy tight around you. You probably couldn’t do that with Elise, only if you stuffed her loud mouth with her panties. With Gemma you don’t need to, she’s quiet enough to be able to fuck her anywhere and you already have a few good ideas for the actual vacation. “Please, Daddy, don’t look at me.” Gemma grins sheepishly. “Look at the other woman, Daddy.” Both of your eyes wander to Stefanie. “Look at the woman while you’re deep inside me.”

You wrap your arms around Gemma and hold her body against you while you look over her shoulder at Stefanie Mitchell. With her mouth open and her eyes staring, she has a good view of your hard cock disappearing between your daughter’s split ass cheeks. Gemma is well trained from volleyball and has a firm, tight ass that shows off all its glory through her arched back. Her small, tight anal opening and her wide-spread, almost painful cunny that tries to milk your hard, hard, throbbing cock. Stefanie sees all of this and you didn’t even have to order her to. The woman is made to be conquered and she has already pulled up her skirt and put her hand in her nylon tights. There you can see her fingers working and a dark spot formes.

“Daddy, your little girl is coming soon” gasps your daughter but you only look at Stefanie. That is your fantasy and Gemma supports you.

“Not yet,” you say firmly.

“But Dadyhyhy…” whimpers Gemma. Stefanie gasps as you grab your daughter’s roughly tied hair.

“Who do you belong to?” you ask and look at Stefanie.

“You…” whispers the stewardess.

“I belong to Daddy” whispers Gemma.

“Then do what I tell you,” you say to both of them. Stefanie nods and for Gemma it’s not a question. You lift the girl off your cock, agonizingly slowly, and Stefanie jerks herself off faster in her panties, her face bare and stupid, while your princess bites your shoulder in lust. “No dick-orgasm for naughty little girls who cum twice without permission,” you say sternly and Gemma blinks her eyes pathetically. “But Daddy loves you.” You look at Stefanie. “And Daddy loves having a baby fucked into your belly.”

“My God…” Stefanie gasps and spreads her legs wide for you, one of her high heels slips off her foot as her legs shake.

“No cum for you Gemma Princess.” Then you kiss her deeply. “Any now rub your silly little pussy numb for me baby girl.”

“Oh my god Daddy…” Gemma has to pull herself together not to scream as she sits on your thigh like a good girl and rubs her wet pussy over your skin with her trained hips. Moaning and panting softly, she looks into your face and loves you endlessly, even if you don’t even look at her. You want to give the order but Gemma is faster. And she doesn’t even look at Stefanie either. “And you suck my juice from Daddy’s cock,” she says.

And Stefanie drops to her knees, both hands pumping wildly in her lap, then her red lips wrap around your smeared cock and it is you whose animalistic moan is drowned out by the noise of the large engines.

by Writing Shark

Gemma gives you a handjob

“Is this your daughter’s first flight?” One of the advantages of being rich and good-looking is that women will talk to you and the flight attendant in front of you is happy to do the work for you.

You’ve just sent Gemma – again on wobbly legs, but this time for different reasons – to the toilet before the plane takes off and the good-looking young woman spoke to you after you helped an old lady load her suitcase.

“That’s right,” you say and smile. It’s so easy for you that it almost bores you, you can see it in the woman’s eyes. You can have her, she wants to roll in the advantages you have. And she doesn’t even know about the other two advantages that make you invincible. The woman with the big blue eyes can only speculate about the size of your cock, but your body language tells her enough. Big Dick Energy. But the real trump card lies in your past. You know with how much disgust good-looking women react to men who mean well but don’t look good, and the contempt you have for such vile creatures, that you only see them as wet, warm mantles for your cock, fortunately magically attracts such creatures. You bare your teeth like a wolf, playing with your daughter has made you hungry. “She’s very excited.”

“Is she afraid of flying?” Your smile becomes even wider, friendlier and more dangerous. The young woman notices it… and does nothing to escape. Stewardesses only do their job to get fucked or to escape their lives. You can use either.

“Not when she’s with me,” you say, looking worried. “But I could use your help. Her mother died and…” you rub your head. “She’s pregnant and there are a few things… Well…” You’ve thrown out the bait and the woman takes it eagerly.

“You really are a good father,” she says with a gentle expression and plays with er uniform. “And it’s very nice to see how much you care for her. How old is she?”

“18.” The woman just nods and looks at Gemma, who is just walking towards you through the aisle full of people, grinning nervously.

“I’ll take good care of her on the flight,” the woman decides. There’s someone who’s good-looking, rich and has children but no wife. God, doesn’t any woman have any honor? She wouldn’t help you out of good nature, she’s too beautiful for that. Everything has to be right and so you get a fuck with a new cunt on the flight to Nassau.

“I could definitely use your help too,” you grin and scratch your head while Gemma comes to a stop next to you. “This is all new to me.”

“Don’t worry,” the lady grins kindly and puts her hand on Gemma’s shoulder. “I’ve been doing this for a long time and I know what I’m doing.”

“Really?” She nods eagerly.

“Soon I’ll be retraining to fly on private jets, more money, you know.” You nod. Money-hungry slut.

“But until then… just come to us after we serve dinner.” You look at Gemma, who loyally keeps her mouth shut and waits until her father has secured another cunt. Nothing new for her. “Then Gemma can show you what a grown-up girl she is.”

“Okay.” Then the lady says goodbye and you go with Gemma to the large, walled off area of ​​first class.

“Daddy?” asks Gemma as she snuggles up to you. Her hand immediately strokes your body and between your legs. Her 18 year-old hand is so small and delicate between your thighs.

“Daddy used you, princess,” you say openly and honestly. “Daddy is going to fuck that stewardess later.”

“I’m happy for you, Daddy,” Gemma says immediately without letting go of your cock. “Can I make you hard with my mouth? Or should I disappear so you can have her alone?”

“Oh honey,” you say gently, take her hand and guide it to your zipper. Gemma quickly and skillfully frees your cock and starts to jerk you off tenderly while the other guests get in. “You’re my princess. Of course you can be there when I fuck other women.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” Gemma hums and her eyes become glassy again. “I’m sorry I came. It was an accident. I was so excited and when the man spoke to me… I wanted to tell him that I was going to be a mother.”

“I know honey. It’s your hormones.”

“I don’t like that…” She frowns absentmindedly as her fingers close around your cock. “Not always.”

“Take your other hand and fondle my balls,” you order quietly as the crowd outside slowly dwindles and everyone finds their place. Gemma’s other hand wraps around your full balls and plays with them as she learned from her sisters. “Why don’t you like the hormones?”

“Those are the things that make my head go crazy, right? Then I can’t serve you properly.” You have to grin.

“Are you wet?” Your quiet laugh accompanies Gemma as she first lets go of your cock, then shakes her head and pushes her other hand between her legs. Her fingers come out wet and slippery. “See? You’ve always been stupid and confused in your head, my angel. That’s what I like about you.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” Your princess jerks you off faster and her eyes look at you lovingly and faithfully while her mouth is slightly open.

“Fuck yes,” you grunt and enjoy the touches. “Just like Daddy likes it.” In her confused state, Gemma needs confirmation and the young girl jerks you off with more and more devotion. “I like the way you are.”

“Pregnant, Daddy?” she asks in a hoarse voice. “Your child in my belly and completely submissive to you?”

“That too.” Then you pull her head towards you and kiss her deeply on the lips while her slender fingers massage your hard shaft. “But above all as my daughter.” Then you grab her hair, gently but firmly. “And now suck my cock until Daddy’s newest whore comes.”

“Anything for you, Daddy,” your youngest breathes and opens her mouth wide.

And while Gemma, sweet, small and cute, drives your hard cock deeper and deeper into her mouth with quick movements and tries not to get too loud, you stroke her back soothingly. It doesn’t matter that she’s confused and stupid and her hormones will help you even further. Firstly, to get this hot, willing, arrogant, money-hungry cunt of a stewardess on your cock…

But above all, to build the empire that you and Alice have been dreaming of in the last time.

“You’re a perfect princess,” you moan as Gemma’s tongue picks up your sperm and guides it in thick streams down her greedy throat.