1 comments/ 16032 views/ 7 favorites All Her Daddies By: Azuldrgon *Hello All. This is the first story I had written since September 2011. This is based on a comment Tonguelust made regarding her "daddies" and I was able to make a story about it. This contains a gangbang...but the real story happens afterwards. Please make sure you rate it at the end.* * She was pure sex. I know you've heard that before and on a site like this...it's common. But I'm not joking. Pure sex. When I walked into the VIP room of my buddy's bar to take pictures...I thought it was a bachelor party or something. She was sitting at the bar when we all walked in. There were ten invited guests and myself. My job that night was to take pictures. I wasn't part of the party. In fact...I had no clue why the party. All I saw was this hot woman sitting at the bar. She wore a plaid skirt like she was tryin to be a school girl....except no panties. Maybe it was a thong...I can't remember. As she turned to the guests...I saw her top. It looked like a standard white blouse until she turned. The shirt was totally unbuttoned and tied and there was enough sheerness to tell she had on no bra. She looked like a total whore. I was guessing it was a bachelor party...but even strippers wear more. It was then I noticed the kissing she was doing. They were full blown tongue kisses. And each gentleman was grabbing her ass as they did. And as I sat at my appointed place away...I could hear her call my buddy Daddy. Huh? He's about my age. His birthday is about three months prior to mine. So he's around thirty two. There was no way that whore could be his real daughter. I then heard her call some other guy daddy. It looked like Jack Parker who owns the apartments around the corner from my apartment. He was loaded.....maybe she was his mistress too. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that the hot body was the collective's sex kitten or sex slave or whatever. And this was a get together for all of them. I wonder why I was there then. As she removed her blouse...I saw one of them slide the skirt up and get on his knees. The tongue sliding out surprised her as she gasped. It was a brief moment later when I saw two guys each grab a tit and bite it. She looked like she was in pure pleasure. So I did what I was trained to do. I started taking pictures. I tried to ignore my cock hardening as the different guys started ravishing her. As each guy took a shot at her pussy or her mouth...I watched as they would go to the bar and grab a drink or grab a cigarette ignoring me. It was as if I was invisible to them. It was roughly forty five minutes of straight porn in front of me as I took pictures without a flash so I wasn't detected. The men didn't seem to mind at all. I did see her gaze a few times and it twisted to confusion. Soon...I saw as each man circled around the whore and started stroking their cocks. There was enough of a gap between a few of them where I could see her kneeling there with tits pressed together. She was awaiting her offering as the men began to climax. Some of the cumshots were trace at best while some seemed like they hadn't cum in weeks. She took it like a trooper with mouth wide open moaning until the last man finished. I then watched as they slowly collected their clothes and made ready to leave. A few looked in my direction and smiled. As my friend was one of the last two to leave...he offered me a drink. I politely declined. He then took me out to the balcony to talk. He started explaining to me how the woman was a twenty one year old college student who needed money and how the nine other guys decided to help her by donating to a fund one of them set up. She was actually a nympho who didn't mind showing appreciation to her "daddies" once a month. It was my buddy's idea to take pics though since she was going back home for the summer. I told him I'd download the pics and send it to him so he could enjoy them. As I walked back in from the balcony...she stood there wearing a gray hoodie and gray yoga pants. "Who the hell are you" she asked. Before I had a chance to respond...my buddy came up. "Princess...this is Charles. He's my best bud and an excellent photographer who does glamour shots all the time. He's the one I told you who I hired to take pics for the others until you get back from Kansas. Do you remember?" Princess? What a name for a slut much less a college student. "Daddy....I never said anything about pictures." "You told Uncle Bruce it was okay." Bruce was a local motel owner who was divorced three times. He was probably the first cum she took that night. "But Daddy....." "Do you want me to not share them?" I asked. My buddy looked at me until I looked at him. He knew he'd get his pictures. Princess' eyes brightened up. "Well..." Princess started thinking. "I'll make sure he deletes them" my buddy offered. She seemed to be pleased with that idea as she turned and walked out. I then looked at my buddy. "I'll send them tonight" I whispered as I rushed out the door. ************************************************************************************* By four in the morning...my buddy got the pics he wanted before I tried to sleep. It was pretty difficult to sleep though with the rebar in my shorts. As I stroked...I thought about the way she sucked them off. It wasn't duty like as you would imagine from some sluts. It looked more like she relished the attention and she actually loved it. Right as I felt my cock getting close....there was a text on my phone. It was my buddy. "C...Princess on her way over. Thanks for the pics." Uh oh. As I tried to clear the cobwebs....I heard a knock at my door. I got up just wearing my boxers and walked to the door. I looked through the peephole and saw that hoodie again. Aww shit! I opened the door before she charged in. "Where's the camera?" she asked with no pleasantries. I blinked twice. "Why?" "I need the memory card. I can't trust you." She had a point. She only knew me through my buddy and for all she knew I could have sent them to Joe Francis or someone. Still...it was my camera. "So you seemed all right with..." "He's helping me pay for my tuition. You're just a slimy voyeur." Slimy? I resent that remark. "Well...it's in my bedroom. I'll go get it." "Fuck no. Lead me in there." Normally I'd have to trick a woman into my room. She seemed like a true woman on a mission. When we got in there...she saw the camera attached to my pc. She was pissed. "I thought you said I'd..." "I was. I have other pics on there that I had to save first before I erased all of it." I breathed in deep knowing full well I was bluffing. She uncrossed her arms. "Prove it." Fuck! I sat at my PC and started running a different file for a different girl that I took pics of a few weeks prior. She seemed to fall for it. "Are you done with her" she asked as I closed the window. "Actually...I am to an extent. I just need to send her the pics for her modeling portfolio" I lied. In reality...I was hoping for three or four more sessions where I could fuck her brains out. However...I couldn't tell Princess that. "No...I meant the card. I'll return it when I get back from Summer Break." "That doesn't sound fair. I erased them like you wanted me to...." "Bullshit. Contrary to belief...I've been fucked over like that before and I know that you opened another file. I am majoring in Computer Tech." It was as I feared. Her brains were as ample as her chest. "Okay..." I reached into the camera defeated and pulled out the memory card and looked at her. By the time I had the car in my hand...she had her sweatshirt off. She was still naked underneath it. "What the hell?" "I didn't say I wouldn't pay you for it. I need to buy your cooperation." This was becoming more interesting. She took to her knees and fished my cock out of my boxers as I stood there like an idiot. She stroked it a few times before she looked up at me. "You're bigger than any of my daddies. Wanna become my new one?" she asked in a sweet voice like I was buying her candy. I couldn't stop as she slowly started taking me into her mouth. It was better than Eureka the way she started to suck....watching as the first three inches went into her mouth before she slid back. She kept repeating that move taking a bit more before I got impatient. I reached behind her head and pushed in deep watching her eyes open wide. Apparently...none of her "daddies" got rough on her. It was like they treated her like a delicate flower. Even in that gangbang I took pictures of...they pulled back. I started fucking her mouth like the true whore she was or portrayed herself to be. The tears in her eyes did not mask her gleam as she took my cock deep. It was as if she wanted to inhale my cock. It was too close to dumping my load before I started talking like an ass. "Yeah slut....swallow all of it and you'll get what you want.....you'll get the card....but I'll get to cum down your throat." She didn't rear back. She took my cock even deeper before I shot my load deeply down her throat. Her eyes were glued to mine as I felt her swallow....a few deep gulps and my cock was empty. It was then I saw her smile as my cock was pulled from her lips. "Mmmmmm..." she cooed. "I want more." She then pushed me backwards onto the bed before she took a few moments to pull down her yoga pants. I watched as she climbed onto the bed before her nipples grazed my chest. She then looked me into the eyes. "None of my daddies ever cum like that. Your cock will feel so good in my pussy." I felt her hand start rubbing my cock before she started moving around on the bed and planted her pussy within easy reach of my tongue...I almost dived right in before I remembered how many cocks were inside her before I sniffed and smelled body wash. The little minx took a shower before coming over. My tongue touched her lightly before I heard her coo. Feeling brazen...I simply plunged my tongue in there. I started eating her out like I hadn't fucked in years. I could feel her thrash about as she stroked me....pushing my cock back to hardness. Nympho wanted to fuck badly. Soon she moved onto my lap and impaled her pussy with my cock. Her arms fell back and left her in good condition to maul her tits while she rode me. She moaned loudly....I was unsure whether she was faking or not before she got off of me and buried my cock in her mouth again. I wasn't sure how long she sucked me off....but she begged for me to cum for her. I had my own agenda. "Have any of your daddies taken your ass?" I saw the look of surprise on her face for a moment before I pushed her off and got on top of her aiming my cock at my target. She faked like she was resisting until the first touch. I then heard her beg softly to slide it in until soon we were fucking and I was really close to filling her ass. Turns out she loved playing with her butt plug while having phone sex with her daddies. It was a little bit after that when I filled her ass. She lay down almost like she was my girlfriend or something. Soon I heard the sounds of her snoring. That bitch fell asleep!!! As she lay there...I thought about the truth. I thought about how mad she might get if she knew I had two memory cards. Perhaps she might negotiate for that one too. All Her Daddies Ch. 02 (I finally finished the second story based on TongueLust's comment. Thanks to her for the idea and the constant reminder that I told her I'd do it. Please enjoy and also vote.) Princess snores. That was the first rational thought I realized that morning when I woke up and saw the twenty one year old coed in my bed. She was still naked from the night before. I started to remember the night before how Princess came over to confront me regarding the pictures I took of her "daddies" having their ways with her. She was trying to get the memory card prior to her leaving for Kansas and fucked me in an effort to buy my silence. On one hand, she is a great fuck and I can see what she offered to the nine guys who help her with her finances. Still, I had the memory card and when she woke up, she'd probably want it. It made sense to me to actually fulfill her wishes, with her watching. I slowly shook Princess until she opened her sleepy eyes at me. She was startled at first until she realized who I was. "What happened?" she asked. "You fell asleep after we bargained. I woke you up so you could watch me erase the memory card." "So you didn't yet." I shook my head. "I wanted to do the honorable thing and make sure you saw me do it." She slid out of bed not realizing she was still naked, or perhaps she didn't care. As she walked over to the computer, she looked at me. "I want to see them." "Really?" "Yeah, don't delete them until we look at them. Is that okay, Daddy?" It felt weird her calling me Daddy. She then straddled my waist and kissed me on the lips. I didn't even mind the morning breath. "Daddy," she said in her cute little girl voice. "Can I see the dirty pictures you took last night?" I looked her in the eyes before I spoke. "Yes you can Princess, but you need to stay on my lap while we see them on the screen. Do you understand?" Princess slid off of me and turned so she was straddling me reverse cowgirl style as I opened the file with her pictures on it. She then took over on the computer and set it up to do the slideshow. She then reached down and noticed my cock was already hard. "Daddy, did you want me to slide you in my little pussy? I bet your cock would be happier there," she said again in that voice. She then stood up and slowly poised me at the entrance to her pussy before sliding down. She cooed contently as her pussy squeezed my cock. She then leaned back as my hands found her nipples and started to tease them. As the different pictures showed on the screen, she started to rock on my cock. She was milking my cock as she rocked. I could feel myself getting ready to explode as she started to cum. 'Daaaaaaaddyyyyyyyy!!!!" she moaned loudly as her pussy squeezed the cum out of my cock. My cock was spent as she slid off and turned towards me. "Daddy, I made a mess. I need to clean it up like you always tell me, right?" she said as she bent down and started slowly licking up and down my shaft. My eyes closed instantly as she did. She then took me into her mouth and started bringing me back to life before I felt the desire to try something. I took my hand and placed it on the back of her head. She didn't resist prior to me pushing her face until she was touching my stomach with her nose. I felt a slight moan on my cock as I let her pull back before she looked up at me. "None of my other daddy's does that to me. Please use my mouth like a slut." She didn't get to finish her statement before I slid my cock back in her mouth and started fucking her throat. Her eyes kept looking up at me and she kept taking the abuse. Soon I felt her gagging on my cock before I pulled out. "On my bed...now..." I commanded. She complied almost instantly before I smacked her ass the first time. 'One," she responded almost too easily. "Do your other daddies spank you?" "No, Daddy," she answered back before I spank her again. "Mmmm two." "Don't cum," I heard myself say. She looked back questioning me. "Daddy, I am so close....please can I cum?" *smack* "Oooooh...three." I then shoved three fingers in her cunt and told her to cum. She screamed almost like she was being attacked as her pussy clenched my fingers before she collapsed on the bed. It was about twenty minutes of recovery later when she stirred once again. By then I was in my kitchen making some coffee and toast. She walked towards me still nude. A cute smile crossed her face. "Can I have some coffee, Daddy?" she said in her normal voice. She poured herself a cup and found the sugar and creamer before she sat with me at my bar. I noticed her ass was still red from the spankings and was ready to apologize when she stopped me. "Don't. It's all right." She took a drink before she continued. "One thing I hate about the others is that they treat me too much like a lady. I mean we fuck and such. There's no kink to it though. The little get-together's like last night are the closest I get to cumming the way I want. That's why I wanted you to do me like that. I wasn't disappointed." "So the pictures..." "...are yours. Don't erase them if you don't want to. They look good. I didn't know how hot they'd turn out. Consider it a gift to buy your silence." "Silence?" I asked. She smiled. "My family back home in Kansas has no idea how I am making ends meet and I do not want to tell them. They're conservative people. None of the guys in high school got to tap this and to be honest I was glad. Around here, I can explore and such. After college, I'll probably settle down anyways." "So where does this leave me? I'm not putting any money in." "No Daddy and I don't want you to. You are my dirty one. I want you to use me as much as you want around their schedule. I'll let you know that I need you to use me, make me feel like the slut I am and don't spoil me either. Does that make sense?" "Hmmmm... that's do-able. So when do you leave to go back home?" "I'm not. I just wanted a break from them. Perhaps I should spend the weekend with you instead. Think you can keep it a secret?" I guided her towards the bedroom. It was going to be a hell of a weekend. All Her Daddies Ch. 03 (TongueLust asked me for it and this is the third installment.) * She hated me calling her Princess. Princess, as you the reader know, is the twenty one year old slut who has nine "Daddy's" as she calls them. One of them happens to be my best friend who owns the bar that I first met her at. The other eight are prominent people in our college town who decided with my buddy to help this coed through college in exchange for sexual favors. The bar was the scene of a ten person orgy with Princess as the center of attention. I played photographer. It was that camera that led Princess to my door to initially get the memory card housing the different pictures of her sexual exploits that night. By the time she fell asleep, I had her take two doses of cum and helped her cum a few times by taking her ass and fucking her mouth. She woke up the next morning and fucked me while looking at the pictures. I then gave her a good spanking and had her cum on my fingers before she passed out. It wasn't until our next fucking where she told me how much she hated that name. "Why do you hate being called that? " I asked as we lay together in my bed. I could feel my cum oozing out of her pussy as I rubbed her clit lightly. Her eyes were glazed over, almost as if cumming four times that morning wasn't enough. She took a moment to gather her thoughts before her blue eyes sparkled at me. "I'm not a princess. I worked my ass off to get the scholarships and the money put together for the sake of starting college here. There was no way I was going to any school in Kansas." She moaned quietly, almost a cooing as I suddenly slid two fingers into her sloppy cunt. She moaned loudly, calling me daddy again as she started grinding against my hand. As she grinded against my hand, my teeth bit into her neck as I started sucking. Her scream was more of a moan again as she kept grinding. I could tell she was close, so I pulled my fingers out and detached my mouth from her neck. Her eyes flashed her anger before I started circling her clit with my fingers again. "Patience...." I was at a loss. I didn't want to call her Princess again because I didn't want to fuck up the opportunity. I mean, how often a thirty three year old photographer gets to spend a weekend with a twenty one year old nympho. As I pondered what to name her, she spoke up. "Daddy, I want to cum. May I please?" "On one condition..." "Anything, Daddy. Please. Your baby girl needs to cum for her daddy." I didn't respond. Instead, I started thrusting three fingers into her pussy as my lips fastened to her right nipple. She had these beautiful full nipples that almost looked like she colored them deep purple before she arrived. As I bit her nipple, she let forth a high pitched shriek as I felt her cum explode onto my fingers. She was frozen for a few minutes while I watched her. Whatever she wanted to be called, she was still gorgeous and I felt extremely lucky. Then my phone rang. Cursing out loud, I grabbed my cell from my nightstand and checked the number. Looked like it was Dan. Dan was my best friend for years and the one who invited me to his little party where I met Princess. I grabbed my phone and hit the button as Princess started to stir. "Hey Dan, what's up?" I asked letting Princess know who was on the phone. Since she was supposed to be in Kansas by then, she kept quiet. "Hey Charles, how did it go with Princess...I mean Amber?" he asked. So I knew her real first name at last. Guess I will have to think of a new favor for Amber. "She was very persuasive," I said with a wink at her. She giggled quietly. "I bet," Dan said. "Did you get the chance to upload the pics before she took the card?" "Yeah I did. Did you erase the email again?" Amber giggled again. "No, but I figured you could enjoy them. I should have invited you to tap it, but you are into kinkier stuff then the other guys would have felt comfy with. On one hand, she's our slut. On the other hand, we didn't want evidence of us doing "extreme" stuff to her, you know? Just in case she reneges on our arrangement. Does that make sense?" "I get it man. Lord knows I'm not rolling in the dough like you guys." "Cool, maybe when she gets back from Kansas, I can introduce you to her so that you two could do stuff on your own or somethin. What do you say?" I hesitated only to play the innocent act. "We'll see, man. So what are you up to today?" "Well, since Amber's not in town, I guess I'm gonna have to take the old lady shopping or somethin. Amber is one hot piece of ass. Going a week is gonna suck. I should be use to it though. She shares me with Bruce on Saturdays." "Dude that was a horrible picture in my head." "Relax, not at the same time pervert. She spends a couple of hours in Jack Parker's motel and we each get three hours with her. Most of the time, we talk. She lets us vent about our lives and such. Did I mention she's gonna double major in Psychology and Computer Tech?" "All I know is that she swore me to secrecy about what she does. That was it. And I hope to get the memory card back when she gets back." "Okay, C, I can get them from her. Talk to you later." As the phone clicked, I looked down and Amber was already on her knees on the bed ready for my cock. "So, Amber..." "Did Daddy Dan tell you that was my name?" she asked as she reached for my cock. Her fingers touched it and I felt a shock go through me. I moaned slightly before she looked at me again. "Yeah, and considering you hate being called Princess, I think I need to call you something different." Her eyes perked at the thought of that. Before she had a chance to react, I pushed her head onto my cock and felt her mouth enclose my cock in its silky sweetness. She started sucking as I started talking. "He told me I couldn't participate in his group because I was too kinky for you. Can you believe that?" This spurred her on to suck harder as I looked over at my computer. I saw a website on the screen for one of the kinky bulletin boards and had thoughts of taking pictures of me fucking her mouth. I let them go for the moment because I didn't want to lose what I had at that moment. "Do you have me hard, slut?" Her ears perked up as she pushed off my cock and smiled. "That was dirty," she said. "I think I almost came when you called me that." "Lay on your back, slut. I need to use your sloppy cunt again." I slid on top of her and guided my cock between her legs as her fingernails found my back. Her pussy was still tight on my cock even though nine guys fucked her the day before. As I started slipping inside her, her eyes were closed. I grabbed her hands and pushed them above her head as we fucked. She seemed to enjoy that thought as we fucked. "Slut, how long does each Daddy get with you?" She seemed thrown by the question until I started slowing down, almost like a natural lie detector. "No, don't slow down!" Okay!! Each daddy gets three hours a week." "And how much time would you have for me?" She opened her eyes and looked at me in the eye. "I wanna spend the rest of my week with you. I want you to be my real Daddy. I want your dick inside me. I want your cum in my pussy, in my ass, down my throat, on my tits. Fuck me, Daddy!!!" I started feeling myself climaxing soon after as she scratched my back again. I filled her pussy and collapsed on top of her before rolling off. As I opened my eyes, she was sliding her fingers inside her pussy and coating her fingers before licking them off. I was massively aroused before she turned to me. "None of my other daddies let me do that. They want me for a suck, fuck and talk. I don't even cum with them half the time. Can I come see you every time I need to cum, Daddy?" she asked using her cute voice. I smiled. "Let's get some lunch first, Slut." As we both slid out of bed, I started doing the math in my head. I might get a ton of time with Amber, as long as I kept it a secret. * (Please vote if you want to read more about Amber. ) All Her Daddies Ch. 04 Lunch was a simple salad. Amber seemed to be a health nut which could explain how her twenty one year old body was still tight. I do not do salads, but considering how she was looking at me I did. After we ate, we talked a little bit before I thought about the situation. Amber was still hiding in my apartment and the "Nine Daddies" had no idea that she was. At the same time, my deviant mind was conjuring up ideas how to use my new slut. It was then Amber looked in my face. "Are you thinking something naughty, Daddy?" she asked me in her little girl voice. My response was to stand up and beckon her with my come hither gesture. She got up and followed me into the living room where I took her in my arms and guided her over the arm of my couch. There she was bent over the couch, her pussy already wet with arousal and her ass exposed. I took a couple of quick swipes at her ass cheeks just to change the color while she moaned. I watched how the pigment made the skin a rosy hue before I crawled to the front and shoved my cock in her mouth. She was shocked for a moment before she started sucking me off. Meanwhile I slid my hand down and started rubbing her ass a little before I had a better idea. I pulled out of her mouth before she started to whimper. I sat down on the couch and had her climb over so that her mouth had an easier time getting to my cock. I started rubbing her ass again before she moved up on her knees to tease me. I moved my hand to her hair and pulled her up. Her eyes were wide as I looked at her. "You're teasing me, slut," I said, more dominating in tone. "Let me show you what I do when you misbehave." I pushed her mouth back on my cock and felt her start to gag before I pulled back a little. I then pushed again. The sound of her gagging was getting me going before I threw her carefully over my lap and began to smack her ass harder. "Daddy, please!!!" she moaned. I heard her moan more though as her ass turned red before I pushed her onto the floor and turned her back towards the couch so her tits were on the couch cushions. I then kneeled behind her and slid my cock to the hilt inside her. I fucked her raw. As we fucked, she started to moan louder until my hand found its way over her mouth as I whispered to her how much I love her ass and how her ass belonged to me. It was animalistic. It was savage. Her lithe frame could barely handle the abuse. Yet she took it like a trooper until I heard her moan louder against my hand. I let her mouth go just to hear her scream in climax. A few more strokes and I pulled out to cum all over her pretty ass before I quickly grabbed my phone to snap a picture or two. She turned a few seconds later and took my sore cock between her lips for a few weak sucks before she looked up at me. "Daddy was I a good girl?" she cooed cutely. "Yes, slut, you are a very good girl," I said as I leaned down and kissed her forehead. As we both got up, we started to dissect her week. Amber had nine people that she spent about three hours with in between classes. As we started graphing out her week, we decided that she would come see me after she spent her nightly ritual with her chosen daddy of the day. That way she can have a good cum after she played and I would get her ass the way I want. We had the rest of the weekend and we got to spend the weekend using and abusing each other while I got to know her better. Monday, she was dressed and in her car headed back to Kansas for the rest of the week. I was looking over the pictures before I heard my ringtone go off. I grabbed my cell and saw that Amber sent me a picture. It was a picture that she sent her other daddies of the view from above her head looking down at her tits. I smiled thinking about how much fun it was going to be the next weekend when she got back to start summer quarter. All Her Daddies Ch. 05 It was a quiet few days before I heard from Amber again. Amber, for those who didn't read the previous chapters, is a twenty one year old Kansas girl who entered into an agreement with nine guys including my best friend in exchange for money to live off of in the sleepy college town we live in. Amber, for all practical purposes, is their "daughter". Each of the nine daddies pays into a fund that she uses to live in exchange for time with each daddy. According to the discussion that Amber and I had, each daddy gets three hours a week of time with Amber. The nine guys all are business men in the town we live in. My buddy Dan owns a bar. One daddy owns a motel where Amber stays at during the week so that all the daddies have access to her. All this is fine and such, but the question is where I fit into all this. Unknown to the other nine, Amber has adopted me as her tenth Daddy. I was invited by Dan to come to one of the nine's get togethers with Amber and take pictures. I own my own business also, but it's run out of my apartment. I took pictures of the nine daddy gangbang of little Amber and sent the pics to Dan before Amber came over to, in her words, "buy my silence." Fortunately for me, it turned out all the other daddies take it easy on poor Amber and don't use her the way she craves. That's where I came in. The weekend of that get together, I used and abused Amber. I took her ass. I came down her throat. I spanked her ass. It was a great weekend and she was happy. I was ecstatic. I mean how often except in porn stories does a thirty three year old get to fuck and play with a twenty one year old nympho? Sadly, the weekend ended with Amber having to drive back to Kansas to visit her folks. It was a slow four days. Amber would text pics of her to me and shows me what's going on until night time. At night, she'd call me as we started discussing where I would fit into her set up. You see, the other nine daddies didn't know that I had met Amber. Dan told me he would introduce me, so it made sense that I had to play the innocent. Amber had a spare memory card just so we could play it off. So that Friday, as we planned, there was a knock at the door. I looked through the key hole and found Amber there...with Dan. I opened it and welcomed them in even though I had to look surprised. After all, Dan thought Amber left here in a huff. "Charles, I'd like to formally introduce you to Amber," Dan said almost conceitedly. Immediately, I bowed my head and took her by the hand and kissed it. She played like this was gentlemanly even though I knew where she loved to be kissed. "Glad to meet you, Amber. So what's going on, Dan?" They walked in and sat down on my coach as I went to grab a few beers. Amber tipped me off that she liked a certain brand from my fridge earlier, so I wasn't afraid to bring them out almost on auto pilot. Dan looked at it before he looked at me. "When did you buy these?" he asked. "Dan, I always drink these. Unless you pour me one at the bar, then I drink what you pour." I felt confident in the way I played it off. I looked over at Amber again and noticed she was wearing a tennis skirt and a pink polo. Apparently, Dan had a tennis fetish of sorts. As we started talking, Amber seemed to play quiet. I wasn't sure if it was an act because Dan was nearby or if it was because she didn't know what to say. I then saw her whisper in Dan's ear. Dan looked over at her and nodded. "Charles, I have a favor to ask. Amber is kind of turned on and I couldn't get the room at Bruce's. So can I borrow your bedroom?" I was playing shocked, but I smiled inside knowing that Amber had a plan. "Go ahead. I'm gonna disappear for a few anyway. Just make sure you lock the door if you leave before I come back, okay?" "No problem, Amber has that memory card in her purse, so we'll leave that too. I owe you." As I gathered my keys, I saw Dan head straight to the room before Amber winked at me. I then looked at my phone and saw her text. Give me twenty minutes. I strolled around the corner towards Jack Parker's apartments and hung out for a little while. A text from my phone caught my attention again. Daddy, I need you NOW. I ran back to my apartment where Amber met me in the living room. She was still wearing the polo even though you could tell there was a mess on it. The skirt was also in place. I looked at her and she gave me that naughty smile. "Daddy Dan always falls asleep after he cums," she whispered before she went on her knees. My shorts were undone in quick order and soon my hand was behind Amber's head pushing her on my cock. I love feeling the vice like grip on my cock from her throat and the way her throat vibrates as she gags. Her eyes looked up at me almost making me want to cum before she pulled off my cock. "Daddy, my ass needs your cock. Daddy Dan only fucked my pussy a little," she said before she bent over the coach and showed me that under the tennis skirt was her naked ass. I went behind her and without hesitation started sliding my cock over her ass. She started moaning before I slammed into her ass hard. I felt invigorated as I started claiming her ass again. Her hand went underneath to her clit and started rubbing while my cock pounded her ass. I kept looking towards the bedroom which Amber wisely closed the door just to make sure Dan didn't catch us. As I started getting ready to cum, I felt Amber's ass squeeze me tighter almost telling me she got to cum like she wanted to. I was okay with that, knowing that she would have to be punished later when we got the time. I pulled out of her ass and she obediently went to her knees and pulled her polo shirt off revealing her perfect tits. I shot my load all over them and her neck before she took my cock in her hand and started licking off the tip. "I want more, Daddy. But I know we need to get cleaned up," she said in her little girl voice as she slid her mouth on me once more before she got up and headed to my shower. I stayed in the living room to tidy up a bit before she walked out in a towel and kissed me. My hand immediately went to her ass before we started hearing the sounds of stirring in my bedroom. She quickly ran back to the bathroom while I had the TV turned on to ESPN. Dan looked like death warmed over. As he looked over at me, he looked around for Amber. "Where is she?" "I guess she's in the bathroom. I just walked in," I lied. Dan walked over to my bathroom door and knocked. "Princess, are you okay in there?" "Yes, daddy," she answered in her little girl voice. "Princess, please don't call me daddy. Just call me Dan, okay?" he whined. It took a ton of work to keep from snickering when Amber answered back, "Yes, daddy." Amber soon emerged and hugged Dan. A small portion of me hoped there would be a little of my cum on her breath as she kissed him. As they headed towards the door, Dan looked over at me. "Thanks, Charles. I owe you one. Maureen has been sick, so I couldn't spend time with Amber there either. I hope soon maybe we all could go do something sometime." "No problem, man. See you later. Amber, nice to meet you." 'Likewise. Oh by the way, here's your memory card. I did enjoy the way you took pictures. Think you could do some for me sometime?" she asked. Dan fidgeted a bit. "We can do something later when you have time between classes." I answered. They left soon after before I got a text from Amber. Thank you, Daddy. I will come see you in an hour after Daddy Dan drops me off. I started breathing easier knowing we got past Dan. Soon, Amber's ass would be red and I would have dumped more cum into my little slut. All Her Daddies Ch. 06 It was getting complicated trying to keep Amber satisfied. It's not the bad kind of complicated where it gets too much to handle and such, but it's the complicated where there is a plethora of information to keep track of. Let me explain. Amber is the "daughter" of nine "daddies" from the sleepy college town we live in. These nine business men put their money and resources together to help support Amber's lifestyle while she is in college. In exchange, she is their sexual plaything for a limited time during the week. So between her college classes, Amber gets to spend three hours with each "daddy". Normally, this is complicated by itself. Then there's me. I am a professional photographer by rights. That's how I started in this story. I was invited by my best friend, Dan, to his bar to take pictures of the debauchery. It was tame for my taste, but a favor is a favor. As the previous stories show, that's how I met Amber and we started fucking. So if you take the time Amber is in class, add the time she is with her daddies, and subtract from a week, you have an idea how much time Amber has for me. So we make every moment count, especially since I am the only one who makes her cum. It turns out with all the Daddy/Daughter stuff; I am the only one who treats her the way she wants. She loves being a real slut. She loves the way we do things compared to the vanilla antics with her other suitors. So it is no wonder that she has to fake a social life just to justify where she is most of the time. Bruce Parker owns the motel that Amber lives in most of the time when she is servicing her daddies. It was there we almost had a second close call. Ironically, it started with Bruce. Bruce is not really a friend of mine at all, but he was a friend of Dan's. It was that premise that starts out our close call. I received a call from Bruce while Amber was in class. "Charles, my name is Bruce Parker. I want to arrange a photo session with you." "Sure, Mr. Parker, when would you like to come to my studio?" "Actually, do you provide location shoots?" I paused for dramatic effect as I guessed what Bruce was up to. "I can, Sir, but I usually charge a fee since I'd have to move my equipment." "That's fine. Are you familiar with the Hideaway Motel off of Colchester?" "I had my buddies stay there a while ago for a bachelor party. Very fine place to relax." "Good, I have a...tenant... who wants to be photographed and I agreed to pay for it. Is that a problem?" "No, Sir. I can even make sure you get the memory card so that you have the only copies." "That won't be necessary. Did you do a photo shoot at Daniel Webster's bar a month ago?" Now I knew what he wanted. "That was a beautiful coed. She was a very good model except I didn't get to keep the pictures. She actually came over and took the memory card and I just received it back empty." "She is the tenant. She's a local college student and she wanted to have some professional pictures for possible future endeavors. I volunteered to pay for them." "Mr. Parker, just let me know the time to be there and I will arrive and take the pictures you desire as well as be discreet." I had no reason to be discreet. It was a known fact that Bruce Parker was a divorced sack of shit. I think the only reason Dan had him involved was because the other motel owners were married folks who were kind of fanatical Christians. Bruce had no problem using a room for a slut. "Great, she'll be ready for the shoot around 10 AM Saturday. Will that be a problem?" Apparently, Bruce likes morning sex...or maybe he gets Amber whenever he wants to when the other guys aren't there and she's not at school. No idea really, not that I care. Saturday worked for me. "Okay Mr. Parker. I will need her to consent though prior to me taking pictures. I don't need a lawsuit." "It'll be no problem. See you then, Charles." I started looking at the Excel Spreadsheet I put together for keeping track of Amber's obligation, as I call it. By this time, I discovered that Dan had her Saturday Afternoons which made sense because his wife usually volunteered at the church on Saturday afternoons. Bruce had the Saturday morning slot. Only seven more schedule slots to discover. I don't want you to think I was going to look for dirt on these men. I really didn't care what Amber did with them. However, by checking when each daddy had time with her, I could see when she might try to visit so I'd be ready. So no accusations of stalking. Amber walked in a few hours later with books in hand, wearing conservative school clothes. It was after she put her books down that I noticed her blouse was open. I walked over and looked at her before she looked at me. "Daddy, can I have some cum please?" she asked in her little girl voice. "Not yet, slut," I responded in my Dom voice. "I want you to raise your skirt and bend over the couch. I owe you a spanking." "But Dadddyyyyy....what did I do?" she whined. Quickly, I pushed her over the arm of the couch and raised her skirt to find no panties. So far, this was perfect. I raised my hand back and slapped her ass once. "One," she counted. I spanked again and she counted. We kept repeating that until we reached twenty spanks. It was then I spread her ass apart and slid my cock inside. She started cooing at the attention as my cock penetrated her ass. It was the one hole in her body I knew I had a good chance of having to myself since the other guys never did anal. It turned out Amber loved anal. It didn't take long for my cum to explode in her ass before Amber turned and obediently cleaned off my cock. Later that night, we lay there talking. "I'm sorry, Daddy," she apologized. "No apologies, Princess," I said snickering. She playfully punched my shoulder. "Hey, asshole." I followed up with a kiss that melted her. "Just kidding, Amber. So a photo shoot, huh?" "Do you remember when Daddy Dan and I fucked here?" "I believe you thanked me properly that night. Dan still owes me a beer." "Daddy Dan told Daddy Bruce about it and they agreed that Daddy Bruce should chaperone. His motel was the perfect site." "To keep me from fucking you?" Her eyes went up in a smirk. "What makes you think I won't fuck you there?" "Amber, Bruce probably has cameras in the room. It's not like I can sneak in and fuck you." "He doesn't. That was one of the conditions the other daddies had for us meeting there. They didn't want Bruce having cameras there so he could watch what the other ones do to me." About seven to nine hundred ideas filled my mind before Amber kissed me again. "Daddy, do you want me to be extra bratty for Daddy Bruce on Saturday?" She emphasized the last question by spreading her pussy lips open and licking her lips as I pretended to wield a camera. "Yes, slut. We are going to have fun with Daddy Bruce." Saturday morning arrived and I received a call from Dan prior to going out. He sounded frantic. "Did you erase the memory card for real?" "Dude, of course not. Besides, you're the one who recommended me to Bruce. What was I suppose to say? Yeah I kept the pictures and I spank off to them every night? Please, Dan. You're my friend. Bruce is now a client. So who else knows it was me that took the pictures anyway?" You could hear him take a deep breath at the other end of the phone. "All of them." "All of them? Dan, what the fuck? I did the photo shoot as a favorite to you. Are you telling me now that eight other random dudes are going to call me so they have pictures?" Dan started stuttering as he spoke. "Charles...n-n-n-no. Bruce was the only one who said anything about a photo shoot." "How do you know, Dan? Really, how do you know the other seven aren't going to do the same thing? I can't 'donate my services' to your little club. I'm charging Bruce full price so you know." "I expect you to. You are doing your job. I donated the space for our party, but they paid for their drinks except yours. We discuss all the financials when we get together every other week. Bruce brought up the idea of the pictures of Amber a few days ago. " I made a mental note to figure out what day that was on the spreadsheet. "Okay, I'll do Bruce's shoot. But I am not part of this business venture. What you guys do and whom you do is your business. Is that understood?" There was a sigh of relief from Dan's end of the phone. "Yeah, I still owe you a beer. How bout you visit me after the photo shoot so you can tell me about it?" I laughed at him before answering. "Pervert." I arrived at the motel an hour later. When Bruce looked at me, I told him it was Dan's fault. He seemed pleased with that answer. "Dan's always been a worry wart. He always worries that I'm going to spout off to his old lady or something. The model is in room 132 on the back end of the building." I walked around to where the door was while Bruce went back into his office. I started noticing the surveillance cameras as I reached the room. I still thought about the idea of Bruce spying on the rooms. I wouldn't put it past him to knowingly neglect to mention to the other eight that he had cameras everywhere. It was good information to know. I knocked on the door knowing that Amber was on the other side. Amber opened it and was about to kiss me before I gave her the signal that we were being watched. She winked at me as we sat down and started to discuss the "paperwork". As she finished signing the paper, Bruce entered almost on cue and we started shooting. As Amber and I agreed on, we started with tamer shots until we reached the ones where she was wearing her white babydoll lingerie. I was able to catch Bruce out of the corner of my eye smiling before Amber flashed me a little shaven pussy. Bruce's eyes went wide as I calmly took the pictures like it was nothing. Bruce then grabbed my shoulder. "What are you doing?" he yelled. "I am taking pictures, Mr. Parker. We agreed that I was going to take pictures and I took the shot. Are you afraid of a little exposed vagina?" I said coldly. He pulled back as Amber started to remove the top. "No!" Bruce yelled. I was laughing under my breath. "Daddyyyyyyy!!!!" Amber said in her little girl voice. "I thought you wanted good pictures." "Princess," he started. "I'm not allowed to have those kinds of pictures of you. It was what your Uncles decided for me to have the photo shoot." As I filed away this information, I started to talk. "Mr. Parker, can I see you outside for the moment?" Outside the room, I started talking. "Sir, I understand you wanted pictures taken. But I was under the assumption that these were for your personal enjoyment. If I am shooting pictures for a group or a magazine or something, that's a different conversation entirely." His face turned white. "It's not like that. The other gentlemen that you saw that night have very explicit rules about what I can and can't do. I was given latitude to have her pictures taken, but there was to be no nudity. They were expecting more of a professional model type photo shoot. They didn't want a Hustler spread. Does that make sense?" "It does," I started to counter. "However, the paperwork Ms... (Looking at the paper) Simmons filled out tells me that she was willing to do any shots she wanted for what you are paying me. Am I to understand that she is to remain clothed during the rest of the shoot?" "Please, if you could," he answered. As I reentered the room, I saw Amber was absolutely naked. I feigned surprise as Bruce walked in and started trying to cover her up as I walked out. It was all an act, of course in an effort to give me a chance to walk into Bruce's office and check out the camera set up. As Amber kept arguing with Bruce, I was able to get to his office and walk in. There on the far wall were his monitors for the cameras and one was in Amber's room so I was able to watch what was going on. As agreed to by Amber, I was in the car headed home when Bruce called. 'Charles, I apologize for her behavior. She wasn't supposed to do that and..." "It's alright, Mr. Parker. Would you like to try to reschedule? I can send you the pictures I took before she started showing off if you'd like." "No, but I would like for you to forget that we tried this. I will compensate you for your time, but it would probably be better that we forget about this incident." "I understand," I answered even though I knew better. Amber arrived at my home around dinner time and we had a salad again. As dinner was finishing up, Dan called me again. Amber stayed quiet as I answered. "So what happened? Amber told me Bruce and she had a fight." "All I know is that Amber showed her pussy (Amber giggled at this.) And when we went back in to do the 'professional pictures', Amber was naked. She is gorgeous." "I thought it would turn out that way. Bruce is the only single member of the group and we just didn't want evidence of that kind." Dan sounded creepy at this point. "Dude, are you Mafia or something?" There was a quiet pause. "No, Charles, but there are some guys in the group that have a ton to lose. Don't worry about it. It's probably best I didn't get you into this, C. It's not that she isn't worth the trouble and all because she is gorgeous as you have seen. It's just that maybe this was a bad idea to do something like this. I'll talk to you later." The phone abruptly went click as I looked at Amber. Her face turned solemn as well. "Is something wrong, Daddy?" she asked. I guided her into my room where my computer was and showed her the video feed I was able to hack that showed the camera in her room at the motel. Amber looked in horror. 'Those....bastards!!" she yelled before I kissed her. She started melting a bit before I showed her the spreadsheet I was putting together. She looked in interest as I showed her what I pieced together so far. She nodded her head before she looked at me again. "I'm going to send you the one I made also. If we put them together, we may see the whole picture. I just don't like the idea of being used like that and having my fucking on camera against my will." "I know, Amber." It was a little while later that I felt the comfort of her mouth gliding along my shaft as my phone started ringing. This time, I chose to let it go as she started taking me in her throat. I relished the way her throat opened on my shaft as she hummed quietly. There were a few more moments of sucking before she climbed on and guided me into her tight ass for a cowgirl fuck. My hands quickly found her nipples and started playing with them as we fucked. "I want my ass filled, Daddy. Will you fill your slut's ass? She needs it because she didn't even get fucked today at all," she responded in her little girl voice. I filled her ass before she rolled off and fell asleep in my arms. It was then I grabbed my phone and saw that Bruce Parker tried to call. Figuring it was nothing, I thought about calling him the next day. It was with thoughts of Amber fucking me again that my eyes closed. All Her Daddies Ch. 07 (The most gratitude goes to my Princess (aka Tonguelust) for giving me the idea to start this series and enough motivation to continue it.) * The phone ringing woke me up as usual. I looked at the phone and saw it was Bruce Parker again. I ignored it and looked over to find Amber was already gone. I had to think for a moment before I remembered it was Sunday. As I crawled out of bed, I figured I would check my computer with the video feed to Amber's motel room. At this point, I know that it would probably be invasion of privacy bull shit, but at the same time the arrangement my friend Dan was in started to sound like something huge. I figured in my groggy state I was doing him a favor, especially if any of these other people tried to use Dan's involvement against him. Plus, keeping an eye on Amber was a bonus. So I watched as Amber was in the room straightening up. I noticed she wore a grey sweater over a white blouse similar to her outfits she wears to school. I also noticed she donned glasses which was different. I then watched as she looked over at the door before she walked over and opened it. In walked a distinguished gentleman wearing a cardigan sweater and glasses. It took a few moments before I gave up trying to remember who he was. I went back to trying to sort out some bills and such while I glanced and noticed that the two just seemed to be talking. Figuring he was one of those hire a girl and talk her to death kind of people, I kept checking my bills until I noticed on the screen that the camera was zoomed in. Warning lights went off in my head as I watched what the camera did. I noticed Amber suggestively opening her blouse and the camera zoomed so close that I could see her nipples sticking out. I quickly surmised in the back of my head that Bruce Parker, who owned the motel and whose cameras I was hacked into, was watching this play out. Out loud, I called him a sneaky perverted son of a bitch until I remembered that I was watching the same camera. It was then I noticed Amber taking this guy's cock between her lips. Slowly, she bobbed up and down on his shaft. I could only imagine the words he was whispering to her as she did so. Having been the recipient of Amber's oral abilities, I smiled as I pulled down the boxers I was wearing to pull my cock out. It was surreal watching a woman I have been fucking sucking off another man. I then watched as he hesitantly was about to put his hand behind her head to push her deeper. In my mind, I screamed how much she loved that as I imagined a number of times I did that. She was right. These amateurs treated her too much like a lady. The phone rang and I looked to see Dan's number. Apparently, I had to answer. "What's up?' "Are you busy right now?" he asked in a sort of hurried voice. "No, just woke up. Everything okay?" "Yeah, can you meet me at the bar?" "Sure, I can be there in an hour." "Thank you, C. See you then." The phone went click and I looked over at the screen to see Amber was pushing her tits together while this "daddy" stroked his cock onto her tits. It looked like she was going to be horny later. This thought made me smile with the knowledge that I would get her pussy all by myself later. I took a quick shower and slid on some jeans and a T-shirt. Within the hour, I walked into Dan's bar. Dan's bar, called the Spitfire, is a normal bar downstairs with darts and pool tables. Upstairs is where I first met Amber and found out about the "daddy" thing. Dan was in his office in the back. As I walked in, he shook my hand before having me close the door. "Okay, what happened with Bruce' pics?" I smiled. "None. He basically paid me the sitting fee even though we didn't get any 'allowable' pics," I responded while quoting the word allowable with my fingers. "I figured it wouldn't have worked. She's too smart for that," Dan said almost proud. "So is that all you wanted to know?" I asked as I thought it was a wasted trip. "No, I mean....I still owe you a beer, right?" "Dan, are you all right?" I asked as I looked around the room. "Charles, I'm good. Just..." "Dan, we've been buds forever it seems and I know when something is wrong. Just let me know we're not being spied on and tell me what's wrong." He looked around as if someone else was in the room, and then motioned for us to go upstairs. I followed him upstairs to the room where everything started and we headed outside to the balcony. It's then he started talking. "Sorry about that. I just didn't want anyone hearing anything." "Dan, are you mafia or something?" "No, one of Amber's daddies is an audio tech." It made sense at that moment. "So he has you room bugged?" "I am never too sure, but why take chances?" "Dan, I'm not..." "Charles, you're all right. All the group knows about you is that you were here for the party and that you tried to take pictures for Bruce. No one else knows anything about you. I, on the other hand, am a different story. It's hard because I have to follow the wishes of the group even though I want to just find Amber, put her in a room of my own and nail her every chance I got. " All I did was smile before Dan continued. "Now, it's like I have a three hour window to go to Bruce's to do what I want to her for a lousy percentage of the profits here at the bar. Three hours a week with a hottie like that isn't enough. But since I have to share time with her with eight other guys, it's like being in prison." I looked at her. "Why do it then? I mean couldn't the other eight do it on their own?" He looked at me. "No. When we did the budget, we all agreed to contribute a portion to the fund. If I drop out, we'd have to fold. Amber has two years left of school. Just a lot of shit for three hours of pussy a week." I feigned concern. "Sorry that you're going through this, man. She is a fine piece of ass though." "Yeah, it is." I took the beer he gave me and pounded it before heading home. As I reached my apartment, Bruce Parker called me on my cell again. I answered. "Charles, can you come see me at my motel?" "Sir, I just got done drinking. I really shouldn't be driving." "Okay....how about tomorrow? I want to discuss what happened with you. It kind of got me in trouble." "Sure, Mr. Parker. I'll be there around 10 tomorrow." "Thank you, you're a lifesaver." I walked into my apartment to find Amber waiting for me. She was wearing the same school girl outfit she was on camera earlier, but she also had a concerned look on her face. "What the hell?" "What the hell what, Amber? I told you Bruce had a camera in your room." "I know, but did you watch? And how did you get it to zoom in like that?" 'I didn't. Apparently, he put that camera in your room and was watching you suck off the daddy from this morning." "Oh..." she said as she sat down on my bed. It almost looked like she was going to cry. I sat next to her and held my arms out before she started sobbing into my shoulder. I let her cry for a little while before she looked at me, her mascara running. "Daddy," she whispered. "I need cock." "Slut, you already had cock today." I said sarcastically before she looked into my eyes. She then smiled. "No, Daddy. I need your cock," she whispered as her hands went to my jeans and she started to undo them. There was no hesitation as my cock was exposed to air for a brief moment before Amber's throat started massaging it. Unlike her daddy from earlier, I put my hand behind her head and started fucking her throat as she moaned. I looked down as her eyes smiled at me. A few moments later, I had her off my cock and watched as she seductively undid the buttons on her blouse and pointed towards her chest. "Daddy Jacob made a mess on my titties, Daddy. He didn't even touch my pussy and I need to have it touched so badly." My response was to push her onto the bed and raise her skirt where I was welcomed with her naked, clean pussy. I started licking it slowly as she started thrashing on the bed. I used my fingers to peel back her petals in order to taste more of her. It didn't take much effort for her to cum. It was as if she was edging for a while. Her juices tasted so succulent on my tongue as she leaned up on her shoulders. "Are you gonna stick your cock in my pussy, Daddy? I need your cock so much. I need your cum,"she whispered. I stood and starting rubbing my cock over her pussy before she begged more. I then plunged in, knowing my cock was the first one in her that day. My cock lasted little time as her pussy was still tight around me. My cum exploded inside her before I pulled out. A moment later, she was on her knees cleaning off my cock. "Did you like watching me suck off Daddy Jacob, Daddy?" she asked before she took my cock between her lips again. "Mmmm...I love my cunt juices on your cock, Daddy. If I am a good girl, will you fuck my ass later? My ass needs you too, Daddy. I love being their slut as long as I am yours too." The last line threw me for a loop before she stood and walked over to my computer. I followed just as she was opening my Excel spreadsheet and started filling in information. She then looked up at me. "So, you figured out Bruce, Dan and now you know Jacob." "Don't forget Jack also," I chimed in. "He doesn't let me call him Jack. He's Pup Pup when we're alone," she said almost humorously. She kept filling in spaces until I had the whole week mapped out. There on the screen were all nine of her benefactors including what day they each had her. Talk about blackmail material. She then looked at me. "How many of these guys do you know, or know of?" "Dan is my best friend. He owns the bar where I me you. Bruce Parker owns the motel you stay in. Jack Parker, no relation, owns the apartment around the corner. I don't know Jacob, Michael, Steve, Dave, Jon or Doug though." Amber looked at me. "I have Michael's appointment in a half hour. He likes it when he can fuck me after Jacob for some reason. So he'll be fucking me with your cum inside me. After he finishes, my ass belongs to you til Sociology tomorrow." She accented the last statement with a kiss on my cheek. "I mean it, Daddy. This ass is yours after he's done with my pussy," she whispers. My hand wandered up her skirt and felt her ass as she clenched. She moaned seductively before she grabbed her clothes and straightened them before heading to the motel. "Daddy, I love it when you watch me by the way," she whispered before she walked out of the door. During the next half hour, I got some food in my system and saved the spreadsheet. I then watched as the camera was panned back out to show the whole room. I watched as Amber walked in with Michael. Almost immediately, I saw Amber remove her skirt and Michael seemed to pause. Then he stopped. The camera zoomed in on his reaction. It was one of shock before he said something to Amber and she went to her knees. Her mouth took his cock and started sucking it. Michael looked around, almost suspiciously before his hand was behind Amber's head. He started slowly fucking her mouth like I do until he looked down and moved his hand away. He then started stroking his cock towards her face and the camera zoomed in on his cock shooting all over Amber's face. He then walked towards the bathroom as the camera zoomed out. My cell went off and I looked to see Amber texted me. Her message said, "Fuck, he wanted to fuck my pussy clean this time." I smiled before I watched Amber strip down and walk into the bathroom. I smiled again thinking of what naughtiness Michael was getting in there. I shut off the feed and went to start working on some things. It was a few hours later when Amber arrived home, wearing a simple dress. She kissed me on the lips before my hands found her ass. "Daddy, my ass needs your attention again," she said in her sweet little girl voice. Amber slipped off the dress and was already bent over the couch arm before I could respond. As I start getting my cock out, I started being nosey. "So what did you do to Michael in the bathroom?" "I took a shower with him, Daddy. He wanted my pussy clean so he could fuck me. He didn't last long though Daddy and I need to cum sooo bad." I shoved my cock in her ass and started fucking her. As I started getting into it, I started spreading her cheeks apart to watch as her ass took my cock like a good slut. I then pulled out and climbed on the couch in front of her before feeding her my ass flavored cock. She took it in her mouth like a champ even as I slid my hand behind her head to force it down her throat. It didn't take long for me to feel my impending climax and for Amber to look up at me. Her arms reached around and pulled my hips towards her as I began to explode. My eyes closed before I look down and saw her lips didn't leave my cock. "Open," I whisper as she complied. I then watched as she obediently pulled herself up and walked in front of me. "Are you done with me, Daddy? I have to do some homework for class tomorrow. " I smiled, not thinking about the next day. All Her Daddies Ch. 08 (I apologize for how long this story took. Honestly, real life has a way of getting you away from the things you enjoy doing. I dedicate this to TongueLust aka Princess to me only on the boards. She's nowhere like the main female character in this story because she's more of a sweetheart. No, she didn't force me to say that.) * Bruce Parker asked to meet me at his hotel and unlike the last time we agreed to anything, I chose to be on time. When I reached his office, he was sitting there visibly shaken. "Please sit," he said to me. As I sat, I noticed the older gentleman was visibly shaken. I was unsure why although I had my ideas. It was a little while ago that Amber aka "Princess" embarrassed him during our photo shoot in the room she had at the motel. It was supposed to be a professional photo shoot with no nudity or any sexual overtones. Amber, according to plan, quickly turned it otherwise as she started flashing her pussy to my camera as well as being naked after Mr. Parker and my conversation outside. I was ushered out quickly and called on the way home to be told to forget what happened. Due to the hilarity of it, I didn't seek payment or anything although I could have. So when he called back, I was unsure what he wanted. "Mr. Washington..." Uh-oh....no one ever calls me Mr. anything. "Mr. Washington, I am formally apologizing for Ms Simmons's actions. I apologize that she took it as far as she did." "No worries, Mr. Parker. I apologize that it happened. She is a beautiful woman and taking pictures of her in a more generic setting would make for a wonderful portfolio for her." Wonderful portfolio, my ass. She is gorgeous enough to be any kind of model she wanted to be. It doesn't even matter that she can suck cock better than any hooker or take it in the ass better than any porn star. The fact is Amber is hot enough to do anything she wants to and the fact that she has nine guys willing to pay for three hours of her time a week while she goes to college means that she's got the mind to go with it. I know I couldn't tell Bruce Parker this because he doesn't know that I have a hack into his surveillance system and can watch every time she services one of her "daddies" while it happens or the fact that I know he watches also. "So, I was also told you deleted the pictures from the meeting at Mr. Webster's get-together as well. Is that right?" "Yes sir. Actually, Ms Simmons deleted them herself because she took the memory card that night and it was returned with nothing on it. So sadly, she did it herself. She's very persuasive." "I know," Bruce Parker said almost wistfully. He then turned serious again. "Mr. Washington, I am prepared to offer a stipend for you to keep confidential about what you have seen with Ms Simmons. This is not from me or Mr. Webster, but from a few others who were at the get-together. It would require that you keep quiet about who was there to avoid any embarrassments. Can we agree on that?" "Sir, there were only three people I recognized that night. I know you because of this motel. I know Mr. Webster because of our friendship for a long time. I also recognized Jack Parker because he owns the apartments near where I live. The other men were all strangers. I don't want to get anyone in trouble and I can simply forget. I'm not the blackmailing kind or anything." Honestly, as much as I saw Dan was scared, I was scared for my life in a way. "Well, Mr. Washington, can we step outside for a moment? I need to smoke." I followed him as we walked in the parking lot away from the office. It was then he breathed easier. "I apologize, Charles. I can't even trust what happens in my own office anymore. Can I level with you more honestly now?" "Sure, please go on." "A few of the guys that were in that room are more powerful than Dan, Jack or I. They got scared when the incident happened with Amber. They're afraid you'll come out in case they want to run for office or something and they don't want this shit coming up. Does that make sense?" "Yeah, hell I don't need any more trouble either. Dan is shitting bricks over this stuff." "He's got a reason to. He's married to that Ice Queen of his. Jack's got a Frigid Misses of his own. They initially didn't want this shit, but were coerced because of the first party they threw with Amber. So they are being blackmailed into helping. Because I am single, I have less to worry about. You are lucky you are keeping your thing with Amber a secret." Shit!!! "I know you snuck in while Amber and I were talking and saw the video feed. It's not mine. It belongs to the same guy that wired the office and the room and probably Dan's place. Luckily, I covered saying you were confused. Just be more careful, okay?" "Sure, but how..." "You forget, Dan and I have been buddies for a while too before this shit came up. Just make sure you are careful with her. As much as I love banging that pussy of hers, she needs someone younger to keep her happy and in my mind, you do. Just be more careful, okay? She almost got in trouble when you fucked her between guys yesterday. I want to keep her safe too because a girl like her doesn't need to get hurt. Okay?" I blushed and bowed my head. 'Yes, sir." "Good, now let's go sign that bullshit contract. They're gonna pay you $10,000 a month to keep quiet. I suggest you use the first payment to get a nicer place to live away from Jack's place. More distance will mean easier to stay out of it. There may be an open apartment near her campus that would make more sense. Okay?" "Yes sir." As I drove back to my apartment, I felt like a total idiot. As much as I tried to cover my tracks, I didn't realize I was so careless. It looked like Amber and I would need to talk. It was later that night when Amber came by my place. She had that smoldering look in her eyes again and before I said a word, she opened her coat. "Look where that asshole shot his load, Daddy," she said as she showed me her cum covered tits. I didn't look on the spreadsheet to see who the asshole was, but knowing it was a Monday, I was sure she wasn't going to fuck any of the other ones that night. As I pulled my cock out of my jeans, I asked, "Do you have any other appointments tonight, slut?" She knelt to the ground and started to stroke my cock slowly. "Daddy, I have a test in Computer Science to study for. But I need some cock, so could you please fuck me, Daddy?" she asked in her little girl voice. I responded by pushing my cock between her lips and pressing her head against me. As I face fucked her, I thought about what had happened earlier and the fact of how much trouble Amber was truly in and what it caused to Dan. My thoughts quickly turned towards the cum slut before me as I pulled out and stroked my cock. "Take of your clothes, slut. I need you so much right now." In an instant, she was naked except for the pigtails she had in her hair with pink ribbons. I made a mental note to record that next chance I got. She climbed onto my bed on all fours. I slid into her pussy and felt how tight she was. 'Fuck me, Daddeeeeeee," she moaned. I started slamming into her as hard as I could and it didn't take long before I filled her pussy with spunk. She collapsed on the bed before I slid off the bed to her side and pointed my cock at her lips. Lazily, she started cleaning off my cock. Normally, I would have chastised her for it, but we had more urgent matters to discuss. "Amber..." Her name perked her up immediately. Normally, I never call her by her real name because she is slut. It was then she looked at me more serious. "Daddy Bruce talked to you, didn't he?" "Yeah, and we have to be more careful." Before I could say another word, she slid off my bed and to my computer where the spreadsheet was. She opened the spreadsheet and showed me the entry for Monday. The name read Steve. I tried to think of who Steve could be, but Amber stopped me. "Daddy Steve...or Stephen is the guy who owns the movie theater downtown. He owns a few of them actually including the Adult Movie Theater off Colchester. That's why the pigtails." I was stunned for a moment before she continued. "As he was stroking his little cock before my tits tonight, he talked about how he wants me to go to his movie theater to fuck him, but he couldn't because of the arrangement. It put a red flag in my head. Apparently, one of the others put Daddy Bruce...I mean Bruce up to making you sign that contract today. Did Bruce mention the apartment near campus?" I was still stunned. "That would be the apartments owned by one of the other Daddies. I am unsure who, but they're trying to get you there to keep you quiet. I guess one of the remaining ones is the one who's thinking politically." Before I could speak, Amber turned towards me with her smoldering glare again. "Sorry I went all Velma on you, Daddy. Let's just say Steve is a chatterbox when he cums." She then went on her knees and started stroking my cock again. "Daddy, I really need to study. I would do a better job though if I had your cum in my ass. Think you can do that for me, Daddy?" I smiled as I started to get hard. This girl had me all wrapped up. All Her Daddies Ch. 09 Amber's nickname should be Hoover. As her mouth closed around my cock, this thought went straight into my head. It was Tuesday morning when her mouth woke me up from a pleasant slumber. Normally, I am headed to work by this time, but her mouth persuaded me otherwise. Her lips started caressing my shaft ever so slowly before I had a chance to react. I looked down and saw Amber's blond tresses concealing her act of mouth love. As much as I was enjoying the wake up, I had to take control fast. I sat up and pushed the back of her head which guided my shaft down her throat. Almost on reflex, her throat opened and accepted more of my cock down it before she started to push back upwards. It was then I noticed she wore a simple blouse. "Top off now, slut," I said huskily. Amber's fingers went to work undoing her buttons before I saw her nipples revealed to me. It was then I recognized the shirt as one of mine. I wickedly smiled as she crawled onto the bed and started to straddle my cock. I could feel the warmth of her pussy about to engulf my cock. Quickly, my right hand came up and I pinched her right nipple gently, eliciting a groan as her pussy opened for me. My hands then went to her hips as I pulled her down fast enough to impale her. The scream was beautiful. It was intoxicating. It was exactly what I needed as my slut started to ride my cock. My teeth found her neck as I bit along it. I could hear her moaning right next to me before she spoke. "I'm cumming, Daddy," she whispered. I was right behind her. As she was cumming down from her high, I was filling her pussy...make that my pussy with cum. She sat there almost lethargic for a moment before we both turned and looked at the clock. She didn't panic at the time, but I did since I had a photographic appointment in a half hour. I looked at her before she gave me her naughty smile. "Are you feeling better, Daddy?" she asked in her girlish voice. Within a few moments, I was in the shower and getting ready for my work day. As I lathered up, Amber came in. Luckily, she was in my dress shirt again and was staying out of the way. "Okay, Amber, you have Computer Science today, right?" "Yeah, then it's Daddy Dave's time. He always comes to get me from the campus and takes me to the motel." Based on the last few days, a red flag went up in my head. "What does Dave do for a living?" She was already in Velma mode. "He's the audio technician. As near as I can tell, he works for Doug. I am unsure as to what." I thought about it long and hard before I answered. "What time does he pick you up?" "Around noon, why Daddy?" "Because I am going to be home to watch this time. Just to make sure that you get there safely." Amber looked at me more seriously this time. "You don't think..." "I am starting to piece together why they want me quiet and why they want me to move closer to your campus. I don't want you hurt, Amber." "I'm a big girl, Daddy," she said walking over with her hips swaying just as I opened the shower curtain. "I know how to take care of myself...and you." As she knelt down to give my cock a deep kiss, I forgot about the photo appointment. As I walked into my studio, my new receptionist looked at me funny. Julia was a local who went to the same college as Amber. She was up to my shoulders in height with darker hair. Figure wise, she was close to Amber although I was unsure whether she was anything like Amber between the sheets. The whole motive for hiring her was to have a reason for using the stipend the group was going to pay me so I didn't have to move. I looked at her back. "My alarm didn't go off. Is our client here?" She perked up. "Not yet, he called and said he'd be late." "Okay, I am going to set up. What was the client's name?" "Mr. Doug Lathrop is his name. Isn't he running for City Council or something?" Immediately, I froze. I texted Amber right after I sat down at my desk. Mr. Lathrop was at the party in question and he would have the most to lose. So why do a photo shoot when the election is about seven months away? Maybe this was a social picture something. It was then I heard my door chime. "Hello, I am here for my appointment." There stood a man dressed in a dark business suit with two other guys on either side of him. I reminded myself that I had to play like I didn't know him. I tried to play it cool as I walked forward. "Hello, Mr. Lathrop. My name is Charles Washington. So what kind of pictures are we doing today?" He acted as if he didn't know me, or maybe he didn't. As I started shooting pictures I was sure would be in the next reelection campaign, I started thinking about the irony. Here sat Doug, the Thursday Daddy according to Amber's spreadsheet, while one of his employees is getting ready to bang Amber in a few hours. It was almost like a setup. It was three hours later before Mr. Lathrop saw the proofs of the pictures we took and we agreed that I would send them to his receptionist. As I escorted him out the door, he handed me a business card and smiled. I looked at the business card and saw on the back that there was something hand written. It said Friday, 8:00, Dan's Place. I had to think about it for a moment before I thought to call Dan. "Hello," Dan said. "Why would Doug Lathrop have me take pictures of him, then give me a card inviting me to your place at 8:00 on Friday?" "Where are you right now?" Dan asked. "I'm at my studio, about to head home for lunch. Why?" "Call me after three. We need to meet somewhere. Can I meet you at your place?" "Sure, but why?" "I'll explain later, C. No worries." The phone then went dead. It was a little while later when I got back to the apartment. My lunch break was going to be spent making sure Amber was safe. I logged onto my computer and the link to the cameras. Except, there was no link. I tried to reboot and everything for about twenty minutes before I got really worried. I then called Jack Parker. "Parker Motel," he answered. "Jack, it's Charles Washington. Is it okay to talk now?" "Actually, I am in the middle of something. I can call you later," he responded. As he spoke, I saw a text on my cell asking what was wrong from Jack. I texted back that I couldn't get the feed on the computer for the room. As we started talking about a "party" he texted me back saying that the camera was dark on his end also, but Amber made it there safely. I then wrapped up my phone conversation and sent a text thanking him. He then texted saying that it's better to call his cell if something like that happens because he is unsure if his phone was tapped. I was back at the studio when Dan called me from his cell. "C, can I meet you at your studio?" Dan walked in about fifteen minutes later all shaken. He saw the new receptionist and then asked if I needed a smoke. It was outside when he started talking. "Okay, so the card said my place on Friday at eight?" "Yeah, why is that a big deal?" I asked. "Because I think that is when he is going to try to get you to stop fucking Amber," he answered. I was stunned before he spoke again. "The worst part is now he knows where you work. I am sorry I got you into this, C." "I've been through worse," I said mildly sarcastic. "So what do we do? Doug is running for City Council in seven months. He's blackmailing you and Jack to keep you two quiet and has me on a stipend for the same. Why does he need us if he could afford to keep Amber to himself?" "I don't know, C. What I do know is that you need to be more careful. Amber needs to also. Maybe she should lay low for a while. God, this feels like Mafia to me." That night, as Amber's ass was being torn open by my cock, I was thinking if her ass was worth all the trouble. It was when she pulled off and took my cock into her mouth for me to cum that I regretted thinking that thought. The look on her eyes with my cum seeping out of her lips was priceless. It was then I smiled at her before I started talking to her. Amber was shocked by what I told her. "You mean you couldn't see me today?" "The link was interrupted." She winced a little before her hand started to stroke my cock. "I knew he was an audio tech. I didn't think he was smart enough to jam a camera feed. How was Daddy Doug's photo shoot today?" I moaned a little before my cock hardened in her hands. "It was bull shit pictures. He invited me to Dan's club on Friday night for a meeting." She took me back between her lips for a few moments before she spoke again. "We'll talk about this later. Right now, Daddy, I need your cum in my pussy." "Didn't Dave cum in there, slut?" "He likes my oral too much, Daddy. He likes to call your little slut Hoover because I suck him off so well." She punctuated that remark with a really good suck. I moaned louder before I got up and pushed her back on the bed. I started toying with her ass while my cock slid into her tight pussy. As I fucked her and fingered her ass, I thought about how lucky I was to have a hot girl to fuck like this even though the situation was fucked up. Her pussy felt good. I was thinking about how much cum I was going to dump in there before she spoke. "Let me know when you're gonna cum, Daddy. I want to shoot it on my ass. Please????" It was then I pulled out and shot my load like buckshot all over that slut's ass. She then handed me her smart phone to take a picture. Talk about slutty. She then turned around and took my cock in her mouth so I could be cleaned off. As she slept that night, I still thought about this mess I was in. I also secretly hoped that Hoover could wake me up again tomorrow.