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Natalia's Naughty Daddy

By: BrettJ



Steven looked at his daughter, her blue-grey eyes were smiling again. They hadn't been, six months ago, when she'd shown up at his door, crying and upset.

"Jim's cheating on me Daddy, he admitted it!" she practically spat, not bothering to hide the venom in her voice. "He's fucking some little bimbo in one of his Psyche classes!"

Natalia had cried in his arms while he stroked her long, dark-brown hair and let her cry it out. He'd never liked the much-older Jim, but Tally had loved him from the moment she'd taken her first class with the intelligent professor. His brains overwhelmed her, Natalia was a sucker for knowledge.

From the time she was a small child, she'd loved to learn. She didn't get it from her mother, Steven sighed. His own marriage had ended a few years earlier when his dimbulb of a wife ran off with her tennis coach. Alexis was sexual and wild, but there wasn't much to her beyond that. He was surprised their marriage had lasted nearly 25 years, but Lexi had only been 20 when she got pregnant with Tally. She was a good mother, she doted on their beautiful baby, who had gotten the best of both her parent's great looks. She had her mother's beautiful skin tone and those stunning eyes, she had Steven's height. Everything was in proportion, Tally had the most beautiful breasts he'd ever seen. She was a perfect 34-C and...

Steven shook his head. He shouldn't be thinking of his daughter in a sexual way. He looked over at Tally, whose eyes were still full of tears. "He's insane baby, who could be more beautiful then you?" he asked, giving her another hug. She beamed at him.

"Oh Daddy, you're just saying that, you're my father!"

"No baby, you're a beautiful young woman. You're smart, you're a joy to be around. Jim is a fool if he can't see that."

She sighed and quit crying. She carried her bags upstairs into the spare bedroom of her father's Condo and unpacked. Natalia settled in and made herself at home from that night forward. After a few months, the two of them settled into their daily routine.

For a while, they seemed to be ships passing in the night. Steven went to his job at McMillan books, Tally went to her job at La Vie En Rose most nights. He missed her company, she was such a pleasant influence, he missed seeing her smile.

It was Natalia that had the idea that cemented their relationship. "Let's go on a picnic Daddy!" she practically squealed at him. "You know, like we used to do when I was a kid. You used to love those!"

It was true, Steven was one of the few men who didn't object to eating outdoors. Lexi had hated that "That's why they invented houses, so we don't have to eat outside with the wind and the bugs!" she'd state emphatically. But Tally had loved being outside, running around in her bare feet and sundresses.

"Sounds like a great idea darlin'," he said to his beautiful daughter. "Why don't we make it extra-special? I'll call a caterer I know and have her make us up a basket?"

Natalia clapped her hands together, her eyes shining with glee. "Oooh Daddy, what a wonderful idea! Yes please, let's do that!"

Steven placed a call to his friend at La Pattiserie and ordered the basket. He got in his car and went to pick it up while Natalia readied herself. It was a gorgeous day, Steven noted, sunny, warm, perfect for a day outside with the daughter he adored. 

He was pleased with the basket, picked out a nice bottle of Merlot he knew Tally would enjoy, and enjoyed the drive home. It had been nice to see her smile again, he hoped he would see much more of that.

Steven pulled into the driveway, came inside of the house and yelled upstairs "I'm back baby!" When Tally came downstairs, she looked so beautiful.

She was dressed in a light cotton sundress, it was sheer and he could see from the light behind her that she wore only a thong. She was also wearing a pair of sexy, strappy, heeled sandals that went halfway up her calf. Every time he looked at Natalia, Steven knew that Jim had to be out of his mind? Who in his right mind would ever cheat on someone so stunningly lovely?

Steven walked his daughter go out the door. She walked like a woman, with hips swaying ever-so-slightly, such an attractive package. He sincerely hoped that Natalia would find love again. She deserved to be happy, she had such a good heart.

He took her to Riverside Park, it had been her favorite place when she was little. He remembered her running around barefoot when he [ and, under protest, Lexi ] had taken her there for picnics. It was still lovely, the two of them sat by the river and lunched there. Natalia talked animatedly, it was the happiest he could remember seeing her in weeks. Everything was in bloom, the aroma of fresh grasses and flowers was in the air. It was a truly spectacular day.

They drank the Merlot and Steven took in the sight of the children playing. He remembered well how Tally had run around this park when she was small and it was difficult to reconcile that image with the beautiful young woman he was lunching with.

"Penny for your thoughts, Daddy?" Natalia asked him.

"Oh, I was just thinking about what a lovely child you were and what a lovely WOMAN you've become hun" Steven said to her with a gentle smile.

Her smile filled her face. "Thank you, Daddy" she said, leaning in to give him a kiss.

The first kiss was soft, like a daughter to a father. The second was sensual, with promises of more if he wanted it. He could smell the subtle scent of Natalia's perfume and he ached with want.

"Daddy?"

Steven couldn't speak. This was his daughter, for God's sakes, but his heart was racing. He knew whatever she was offering, he wanted all of it.

"Daddy, I think it's time for us to go home, don't you?" Steven was still without the faculty of speech, he merely nodded, helped Natalia pack up and drove home.

Her hand rested on his thigh the entire drive home. She spoke on occasion, but her words barely registered in his fogged brain. Somewhat was about to happen, something that both terrified him and excited him at the same time. 

They went inside the house, she went ahead of him. Steven's eyes were on her the whole time. She turned a put a finger to his lips, speaking softly.

"Daddy, give me 10 minutes and then come upstairs, okay?" He nodded and watched her go upstairs.

He sat in his favorite chair, thoughts racing through his mind, little of it making any sense. He knew what they were about to do, he knew all the boundaries that they were about to cross, but Steven didn't care about any of that. He was going to make love to his daughter Natalia, his beautiful Tally and if he was cursed for that, then so be it!

He heard rustles and bumps coming from the upstairs bedroom, what the hell was she doing up there, he wondered. His heart felt like it was about to burst through his chest, he was so nervous. He hadn't been this scared the first time he'd made love to Lexi in the same park they'd visited today.

"Daddy?" He heard her call from upstairs. It was time to go. He went upstairs with a small degree of trepidation. As Steven was about to enter Natalia's bedroom, he heard her voice from his own bedroom.

He entered his bedroom and stopped dead in his tracks. Natalia had taken the time to place some candles around the bedroom and light it to set the mood. She was in his bed, head propped on one elbow. She was naked. Gloriously, beautifully naked.

Natalia spoke softly. "Do I look okay, Daddy?" Her voice trembled a bit.

Steven walked over to the bed and sat on it, beside her. He kissed her gently and said, "Tally, you are the most beautiful creature I've ever seen. Really."

She kissed her father again, her tongue gliding along his lips, nearly taking his breath away. "Thank you, Daddy darling."

Natalia went on. "I wanted to be naked for you Daddy, I didn't want you to have to spend our first time together undressing me. I wanted you to see me, all of me. Come on Daddy, let me undress you though."

He felt her gentle fingertips trace his neck and she kissed him on the neck as she began unbuttoning his shirt from behind. "Come on Daddy, give a girl some help!" she said with a giggle.

He seemed to come out of his fog and laughed along with her. He unbuttoned the rest of his buttons and unbuckled his belt. He fumbled with his pants and kicked them off to the floor. Her nails raked against his bare back and Steven shuddered with pleasure as she did. "I like that baby, that feels good!" he told Natalia.

"Oh Daddy, we're going to do a lot of things that feel good, I promise!" Tally said, her voice growing husky. Her slim fingers trailed down his chest and back, chills came over him. Her soft hands were on his boxers now, fumbling with them and pulling his cock out. "Daddy, it's so big. I love a big cock Daddy, you have such a nice big cock for naughty little Tally!" she cooed.

Natalia pushed him down on the bed, flat on his back, to which Steven put up little resistance. She had his cock in her hand now, she was manipulating it, rubbing it up and down and looking at him with those spectacular blue-grey eyes of her. A second later, her soft lips surrounded his shaft and their relationship was forever altered.

It was like having his dick in a grip of satin, she bobbed her head up and down, the soft tongue twirled and danced all over the meaty shaft. She stroked at it as she sucked, Natalia's other hand was playing with his balls as she stuffed her face with her father's cock. He groaned out in pleasure as his daughter sucked his cock with precision.

"Oh God Tally, that is amazing. Oh baby, you're fucking amazing!"

"Mmm, thank you, Daddy lover. Get used to it, we're going to have a wonderful evening. I love you big cock, I can't wait to feel it deep inside my cunt, fucking the hell out of me!"

His daughter's use of the word "cunt" excited him even more and Steven's cock jumped inside her sucking mouth. Natalia noticed and added to the erotic conversation.

"You naughty Daddy, putting your big cock in my mouth. My cocksucking mouth. Oh yess, I'm such a slut for you, aren't I Daddy? I'm my Daddy's cocksucking slut, his hot daughter-whore!"

Her lewd words nearly made Steven cum in her mouth, but he held off. He wanted the first act of their incestuous tryst to be memorable, so he talked back.

"Oh yes Tally, you're the best cocksucker Daddy has ever known. You're marvelous, you hot, nasty little fucktoy!"

Natalia was practically inhaling her father's dick, it felt so good. Society be damned, fucking the man she loved above all else was the best. 

"Daddy, do you want to `69' with me?" Natalia cooed in a soft voice. "I'd love it if you ate my pussy Daddy, really I would!"

"Whatever my fucktoy wants, she will get!" They swung their bodies into the ages-old position and Steven saw her delicate, pink pussy descend onto his waiting tongue. Within seconds, he was licking his darling daughter's cunt the way he knew she'd enjoy. She tasted wonderful, her juices were tangy and sweet on his tongue and he wanted more, all he could consume.

"Oh goddd Daddy, so wonderful, so fucking wonderful. You're eating me out, my own sweet Daddy is eating my pussy at last! It's even better than I had dreamed!"

Steven stopped for a second. "You've dreamed of this?"

"Mmm-hmm, for a long time Daddy, I've wanted to be your lover for a long, long time. And now I am, my Daddy's fucking hot lover!" Natalia plunged her sucking lips down on his shaft again.

Steven didn't stop to question the ethicacy of any of this. They loved each other, they were consenting adults, and she was truly beautiful. He loved eating her pussy and he was sure he was going to love fucking his beautiful daughter.

Tally's skin was smooth and soft, she smelled wonderful. There was a slight spice to whatever perfume she was wearing, the one he had smelled on her earlier. It suited Natalia's exotic beauty. Her quick squeals and grunts excited Steven and he continued to lick and lap at her tight, wet pussy.

Natalia was taking him in, balls-deep, practically inhaling his entire manhood. She bobbed her head up and down her father's shaft, loving his massive girth in her mouth. She couldn't wait to feel it in her horny young cunt!

His cock was thrilling the beautiful woman, she adored having it in her mouth at last. All her kinky dreams were coming true and it thrilled her to no end.

The silky smoothness of her skin under his caressing fingers delighted Steven. He traced the lines of her back as he continued to taste her pussy, every inch of her was sexual perfection.

"Daddy, oh godd, my fucking hot Daddy, keep eating me, keep eating me, oh Daddy, don't stop eating me!" Natalia yelled out as he continued to caress her cunt with his devouring tongue. It pulsated under his probing tongue as he inhaled the very essence of his sensual daughter.

She moved away from him for a minute, his eyes took in her beauty, unblinking. "It's time Daddy!" Natalia said in her soft voice, unusually husky. "It's time for you to put your big Daddy-cock in me and fuck the hell out of me!"

A slow, almost-goofy grin came over his face. "How do you want it baby?" he asked Tally.

Natalia's body ached with want, she wanted to feel him in her body, fucking the holy hell out of her. But how? She thought it over for a moment, then made her decision.

"For our first time Daddy, I want it hard and hot! Fuck me from behind Daddy, with all burners on! Fuck the shit out of you hot little slut of a daughter!"

Natalia's words further incensed his passions and he positioned himself behind his stunning little girl. She wiggled her tush at him and he licked it a few more times, braced himself and shoved his cock balls-deep inside her tight cunt. By instinct, Natalia tightened her pussy muscles around his cock and held him there. Steven groaned in pleasure, then she released him and let him glide in and out of her body. He grabbed her hips and began thrusting in and out, her body fucking him back with fury.

Steven's mind was a whirl. His daughter was undoubtedly the best fuck he'd ever had. She was eager, she seemed to take all of him in and demand more.

"Oh yeah Daddy, good Daddy, my big-dicked Daddy, fucking your baby girl, fucking her so good!" Natalia chanted as her father drove his cock into her cunt. Harder and harder he plunged his big shaft into her body, she arched back towards him, thrusting herself deep on his dick, impaling herself on it.

His hands were on her skin now, caressing and gentle, sometimes mauling her. He reached around and squeezed her tits, taking her breasts and pawing them, her nipples hardening under his manipulative hands. Her pussy was juicing madly, lubricating his cock and making it easier for him to thrust deeper within her.

There were brief spasms of pain, but these were overtaken by the sheer thrill of being fucked by her father, the man she loved, whose cock she had craved for oh-so long. He fit her perfectly, their fucking in perfect harmony. 

Her hair was whipping from side to side as she took the full measure of her father's cock deep in her pussy. She dared not ask him to fuck her ass yet, she knew it would freak him out, yet Natalia vowed silently that some day she would feel Steven's big cudgel in her tight butt. She thrilled at her own lewdness.

"You like it baby?" Steven cried out, still pumping deep inside her. "You like Daddy's big cock in your hot pussy?"

"God yes, Daddy!" Natalia whimpered in response. "Give me more Daddy, give me as much cock as you can! I want to feel you fucking me Daddy, feel your hot dick inside my hot pussy!"

"You like it, you like being Daddy's fuckslut?"

"God Daddy, yes, I am your fuckslut. Forever and forever Daddy, I'll fuck my big, hard-cocked Daddy whenever he wants me!"

Steven continued to fuck his Tally, nearly mindless with lust now. His cock ached to cum inside of her, yet he wasn't wearing a condom and didn't want to get his baby girl pregnant. He slowed his pace somewhat, moving slowly, yet deliberately, hearing her little whimpers and moans, taking his time now, stroking her delicious flesh. He was savoring the moment, she was rolling back against him, taking him slowly, deeply, inside the velvety richness of her cunt. Her pussy was so warm and inviting, yet Steven focused on her pleasure for now.

He moved nearly not-at-all within Natalia now, edging towards her, stroking her body with his hands and squeezing every inch of her he could grab. Her breasts were so beautiful, he knew he could never tire of them. She turned her head and kissed him, full on, with her heart and soul evident in the warmth of the kiss. 

She was never going back to Jim, Natalia knew it from the moment her father entered her body. This was her man, the only man she had ever really wanted, the only man she ever wanted to fill her cunt again. She was his, to do with as he wanted, he could do the lewdest, most perverted things to her, and she'd love every second of it.

As a matter of course, Natalia knew she wanted to let her Daddy indulge in some perversions with her. She wanted their new sex life to be nasty, wild and kinky. She began giving it some thought as his cock began to surge forth again.

Steven was picking up speed again, the time for play was over, now it was time for the serious fucking. He picked up the pace and fucked Tally, hard and demanding this time. She whimpered, "Oh God, yes!" and he kept on pumping, feeling her body quiver in ecstasy as he thundered on within her pussy. He slammed his cock into her body and she received the full force of his dick this time, his rod pumping and thrusting within her body.

"Yes,yes,yes,yes, oh, fuckmefuckme!" she cried out as he moved within her. She was on the precipice of orgasm, nearly ready to let go and enjoy the mother of all orgasms.

"Cum Tally, cum for your Daddy, cum for me, my hot fucktoy!" Steven cried out. His loving and lewd thoughts sent her over the edge and her body joined with her voice, she shrieked out as orgasms overtook her. The joy in her voice and her body's shudderings sent Steven into convulsions and he felt himself let go, his jizz shooting out of his cock. He swiftly pulled out and shot his load on his daughter's beautiful ass.

The two incestuous lovers lay together, basking in their joint love. They cuddled together, Tally played with the hair on his chest, one long leg rested overtop his.

"Daddy?" she looked at him, his eyes half-closed.

"Yes hon?" he said, looking over at her.

"I don't want to go back to my old room again. Ever. You won't make me go back, will you? I can stay here with you. It's where I belong Daddy, we both know that now, don't we?"

Steven sighed, a weary sign of resignation. "Yes."

She smiled at him, practically beaming. "Good. Now that that's settled, Daddy, I expect my lovers to be kinky, sensual and uninhibited. Think you can handle that?"

Steven looked at the beautiful woman sharing his bed and nodded. "If I can't baby, I'll die trying. You're certainly worth the effort."

She smiled and cuddled in close. He looked into those beautiful eyes and thanked his lucky stars that she'd come to him at the time they both needed each other so much. Within minutes, they were both sound asleep. Natalia's dreams were of passions yet to come. 

Natalia's Naughty Daddy Ch. 02



Just as soon as Natalia's world had gone on a upswing, it took a downward turn, although only momentarily.

McMillan sent her father out on a promotional tour with one of her favorite authors, Silvia Anders, who was known for being somewhat eccentric. "Get me an autograph Daddy!" she said to her father, who said with a wink, "Sure thing kitten!"

Natalia had gone sexless for nearly 4 days and her father was going to be away for another 10. She knew she'd remain faithful to her daddy-lover, but the frustration was driving her crazy. Not only that, but she was bored, bored, BORED!

Most of her co-workers at the story were married, TV was all re-runs. She couldn't find a new book to read and there were no movies at the local Cineplex she wanted to see. She was thumbing through the latest issue of PEOPLE magazine when the phone rang.

"Hello?" she said in a dulcet tone.

"Tally? Hi, it's Carly!"

Natalia's mood immediately brightened, Carly was her soon-to-be-ex sister, the only member of Jim's family she still had any affection for. Carly had welcomed her into the family immediately.

"Carleeeeeee!" she squealed. "Oh baby, it's so nice to hear your voice again. How are you?"

Carly's voice over the phone said "Lonely hon. George is on the road again and I'm not overly thrilled with my brother right now and ..."

Natalia felt the warm glow she always got when talking to Carly. "I'm bored too Carly, Daddy's on a book tour. With Silvia Anders, can you believe it? So I have no one to talk to. Why don't you come for a visit?"

Carly responded "I'd love too! George is hauling a load of freight and won't be home for 4 more days, so if I left tomorrow morning, I could be there in time for lunch!"

"That'd be great and you could stay for a few days. Oh Carly, we'll have a ball!"

Natalia remembered how much Carly liked to dress up, so she did herself up. She put on a sheer, blue summery dress, her favorite pair of dangly silver earings, washed and brushed her hair until it gleamed. She opted for a sexy G-string and put on heels, she loved being a girl and she knew Carly did too. She realized now how much she'd missed Carly, having her around was going to be great.

The doorbell rang and Natalia practically raced to answer it. She saw her friend standing there and squealed "Carleeeeee", throwing her arms around her.

"Talleeeeee!!" Carly returned her greeting, hugging her tight.

"Let me get a good look at you!" Natalia said, pulling away from her sister. "Damn girl, you look good!" It was true. Natalia couldn't get over how great Carly looked.

Carly was wearing a tight-fitting red dress, with an oval in the middle which revealed a generous expanse of cleavage. The dress was short, coming to just above the knee, but also slid up the side to the hips. Natalia could see Carly's nipples, she wasn't wearing a bra and her tummy was flat and smooth. She'd been working out, Natalia surmised, because she'd lost a fair bit of weight, although she always appreciated Carly's curves. Carly had also let her short-cropped blonde hair grow out and it fell in waves past her shoulders. Her eyes, sometime almost grey and sad, were now a dancing shade of blue.

She'd been out in the sun too, her sun was bronzed and sexy. She wore no stockings, her legs were bare, but she wore a sexy pair of black heels – heels that Natalia remembered giving her for her 30th birthday, 2 years back.

"Wow, you look great. Really, really great."

Carly's cheeks reddened. "Thanks. I've been working hard at it."

"You can tell hon."

"I'm glad you noticed, George hasn't."

"Men."

Carly giggled. "Yeah, men. Hey, I'm famished. Do you have anything to eat around here?"

"Well, I'm glad to see you're not starving yourself!" Natalia said happily. "Yep, I fixed us a nice Caesar salad and some grilled swordfish. My Daddy likes to eat and I've been doing a lot of cooking."

The women lunched and gabbed a goodly part of the afternoon. Natalia found out that her sister was almost as unhappy in her marriage as Natalia had been in her own, but for vastly different reasons.

"It isn't that George is having an affair with another woman ... " Carly told her " ... I don't think sex even enters into his mind. He comes home from being on the road, calls up his buddies, goes to the bar, or bowling, or fishing. Sometimes he forgets he has a wife."

"Looking at you, I can't believe he's that much of an ass." Carly looked down ans said quietly "Thank you Tally. I always feel better when I'm around you. What was my stupid brother thinking, cheating on someone as lovely and kind as you?"

Natalia shrugged. "Okay, so we're both married to idiots, although in my case, I'm going to do something about that."

A sad look crossed Carly's face. "I'm so sorry about that. I'm going to miss having you as a member of my family."

Natalia flashed Carly her warmest smile. "You'll ALWAYS be family to me Carly," She leaned forward and kissed the pretty blonde.

Carly's eyes glazed over. "I still remember that special night we had, Tally."

Natalia nodded. She'd been married to Jim only a few months, he was working late grading papers and told her that he would be home in the morning, he'd sleep at a colleagues. In retrospect, Natalia wondered who the "colleague" might have been, but too late for that now. Carly's husband was on the road, almost exactly like tonight.

Carly had invited herself over to dinner that evening and brought a couple of bottles of good wine. She wanted to let her hair down and have a good time with Natalia, to let loose. 

It had been the middle of summer and she was dressed in a pair of satin shorts and a loose halter. Carly was wearing a light yellow sundress that flattered her tan and she was barefoot. The sun was streaming in through the window, it backlit Carly and Natalia could see her beautiful figure. The continued drinking and having fun until the sun went down and it turned into a very lovely summer's evening. The two women got blitzed. Natalia, in particular, was getting very silly.

Suddenly, on an impulse, Natalia let out a large "Whoop" and began stripping off her clothes, piece by piece, like the trashiest Exotic Dancer. Carly's eyes went wide as saucers as she watched her much-younger sister parading naked before her. She couldn't believe her idiot brother had managed to capture someone so lovely and full of life, and how much of an idiot he was being by taking her for granted.

Natalia's body was so beautiful, legs long and supple, her breasts were ... Carly knew she was smashed, she shouldn't be thinking this way about another woman. But Natalia pulled her to her feet and said, in a husky voice, "Come on Carly, dance with me." She was mesmerized and felt herself being led around the room by her sexy, seductive sister. She just went with the feelings and gave into the giddiness of the moment.

It was if time had stopped still, nothing else mattered and Natalia and Carly were both on the same wavelength. They leaned in together and kissed, lips seeking lips, wanting to share warmth and affection. Natalia's tongue sought out Carly's and they met, the kiss full of love, affection, lust. It promised a night of magic, a night both women needed desperately.

They didn't speak a word for a moment, both were just swaying together, myriad thoughts going through their minds, bodies pressed together. Carly pulled away and went upstairs. Natalia felt as if her sister was just now reacting to what they'd done. She went outside to the pool and sat on a chair, wondering how she'd make it up to this woman she loved so much.

"Tally?" Natalia turned around to see her sister standing there, a vision that nearly took her breath away.

"Oh ... my!" Natalia said as she looked at Carly. She was standing there in a sheer black ensemble, a top and skirt that were completely see-through and trimmed with red. The briefest of black thongs covered her pussy and she was wearing heels. Tanned and lovely, she was one of the most wonderful things Natalia had ever seen. The moonlight was streaming behind her, she looked so breathtaking that Natalia wasn't sure if she could stand up, she was so nervous.

"We don't ... we shouldn't ..." Natalia said, but Carly shushed her.

"I'm completely sober now, and I think, you are too. I think you're wonderful. I know I want this and I think you want it too, Tally. Am I wrong?"

Natalia shook her head.

"Okay. We have a chance to share a magical evening, but we have to agree – no regrets, no recrimination's. Okay?"

Natalia nodded, trying to gather her thoughts. Who had seduced whom? Or was this a feeling both of them had been having all along and had just surfaced. Whatever it was, she decided to enjoy it. "Wait here!" she told Carly and ran for her bedroom.

She came outside a minute later, the breeze blowing in hair. "Carly" she called out softly and the woman turned, to see her sister in a sheer, flowing white negligee and matching panties and bra. Against Natalia's dark beauty and the bluish tint from the moon on the pool's water, she was ethereal in her beauty. The two women walked towards each other and this time, their kisses were fierce, demanding, giving in to the mutual lusts both of them shared.

Neither of them had ever been with a woman, but both women knew what they wanted. Kindness, gentleness, sweet sensuality – Natalia allowed her dear friend to lead her to the chaise and be set into a reclining position. Lips met hers again, Carly's eyes were filled with nothing but love and affection. Her hands reached out and stroked Natalia's forehead, along her face, caressing her cheek. "You're so lovely, so truly lovely" Carly said as she kissed the girl again.

Carly's kisses were soft and gentle, like butterflies caressing her as Natalia felt her body being loved. She was tingling, all her senses were alert, she'd sobered up in the merest of moments. She reached out and caressed Carly's sweet face, her cute blonde hair, her pouty lips begged for Natalia's kiss, which she gave freely.

There was no rush, no hurry. Carly's hands explored the silky, slim body underneath her, marveling at the beauty of this young woman as she, in turn, let Natalia make her way about her soft form. She'd never know the softness, the intensity, of another woman's caress and all her senses were heightened.

Carly's hands slid under the negligee Natalia wore and found each breast, cupping them softly, pinching nipples, loving the feeling of their warmth in her hand. She squeezed them together and kissed the cleavage, a small dusting of freckles delighted her, she kissed there too. She slipped the negligee down, slowly, baring the top half of Natalia's body and followed, kiss to kiss, down the girl's flat stomach, sliding and inching the lingerie down Natalia's form. Natalia lifted her hips to allow Carly to remove the negligee and aside from panties, lacy and sexy, and her shoes, she was naked and sexy in the moonlight.

Carly hesitated for only the briefest of second. "I've never done this before, have you?" Natalia shook her head, but she was still smiling brightly. "Are you sure you want to?" Natalia's sweet smile said it all. Carly began licking the pretty girl all over, her breasts, her tummy, nipples were kissed gently, she even kissed her arms and fingertips. No part of Natalia was left untouched, until Carly tugged down her pussy.

There was a brief moment of hesitation on Carly's part – but only brief, she knew they both wanted this. Carly removed the cute, lacy white panties, baring Natalia's sensual, musky pussy to her view. She licked tentatively at first, but hearing little "Mmmm's" of joy escaping from her sister, she became more ardent in giving pleasure to Tally. She worked her tongue all over the girl, her fingers strummed the clit as she licked and sucked, tasting the sweet juices on her lips and wanting more.

Natalia arched upwards towards Carly's seeking tongue and orgasmed from the licking her sister was bestowing upon her. It was time for her to return the favor.

She loved the sexy outfit Carly wore, she wondered why Carly had brought it? Had there been a subconscious desire on her part to have this happen? It mattered little, she wanted to feast on Carly, there was a wild side to Natalia and she knew this would be a new addition to her arsenal of carnality.

She got up and pulled Carly into a tight embrace, Carly could barely catch her breath. She squeezed her lover's ass, feeling the sexy, round cheeks and loving the feeling of Carly's breasts pressed hard against her own naked form. She moved up and down Carly, starting at her neck, loving her round, bouncy tits, her smooth, tanned tummy and down to her pussy. Carly's legs were great, she loved seeing her in heels, they accentuated the sleek line of her legs and calves. She kissed up and down those silk-smooth legs, watching Carly shudder with pleasure. She moved her face into Carly's tight pussy and licked, sucked and feasted on the sweet, blonde pussy, still running her hands up and down her legs and thighs. Natalia then turned Carly around and buried her face in Carly's pussy and ass, sucking her from behind, the lewdness of the act setting off a fire in Carly. She had a series of small orgasms, flooding her playmate's face with juices.

They carried on for hours, playing in the moonlight, jumping in naked and frolicking in the pool, then drying each other with towels and tongues. Their lesbian play had gone on well into the morning. When the awoke the next day, they cuddled, agreed it had been wonderful, but they shouldn't repeat it again, lest their spouses find out.

Now it seemed there was an unspoken question hanging in the air. Natalia looked over at Carly and said "I remember it too baby, and .... "

Carly walked over to Natalia, still stunning in the red dress and hugged her close. "You don't have a husband to worry about anymore. Mine doesn't seem to give a shit what I do! Why not be with someone who loves you? Who are we hurting?"

Natalia couldn't argue with that logic, although she had taken another lover. But, as she had said to her father, she wanted her lovers "to be kinky, sensual and uninhibited." Carly was offering her that, and she felt a great deal of love for the sexy blonde. She sighed.

"No one. Come here Carly."

Carly walked over to Natalia and she looked at her with obvious love and affection. She was even more beautiful now then she'd been that night, she was sensual and confident, the earrings were sexy and the blue dress looked so wonderful against the coppery tone of her skin. She pulled Natalia close to her and their lips met again, for the first time since that night, girl-to-girl lusts returned. Little whimpers came from both women, they both knew this was meant to be, desire for each other's flesh was too strong. They were wrapped in each other's arms, tongues in each other's mouths, hands squeezing buttocks, teasing, with promises of delights yet to come.

They separated and Tally giggled "Damn girl, you HAVE been working out!" She squeezed Carly's tush again.

Carly laughed, the first time in a long time, she felt desired and happy. She brushed a stray lock away from Natalia's lovely face and kissed her cheek. "How did I EVER think I was going to not want you again? Who was I fooling?"

Natalia warmed. She realized she had been feeling the same emotion and said "No more `no mores'. We'll take things one day at a time." She took Carly by the hand and went to lead her upstairs to the bedroom, but Carly stopped her.

"Right here darling. Right on the couch. I don't want to wait even one second."

Natalia smiled and the two lovers made their way to the plush couch. Natalia lowered Carly down to the couch and kissed her, the forehead, she lightly kissed across Carly's eyes, closed in passion, the bridge of her nose, her lips. Slowly, she began to slide the red dress from her lesbian lover, baring her round, full breasts and pink, erect nipples. She started to suckle them. Natalia was loving having them in her mouth again. Sweet, perfumed perfection and so kissable. Her hands manipulated and played with them as she assisted Carly in getting the dress off. Carly was wearing a cute pair of red panties, tied at the side with little white bows. Natalia literally ripped them off, saying in a teasing manner "I want you naked, bitch!" Carly giggled and stuck out her tongue, which Natalia took in her mouth and bit gently.

She wore only the black heels now, skin golden tanned and soft. Natalia ran her hands all over Carly, pleasuring her, fingertips stroking the side of her body, trailing across ever inch of the sexy blonde. She could see the goosebumps rise on Carly's skin as she kissed her from head to toe, she could see the dew forming on Carly's slit as she avoided the sweet spot for the moment. Carly was groaning and thrashing now, aching for Natalia to taste her sweet spot.

Finally, Natalia buried her face in Carly's wet quim, Carly went wild. Why, why, WHY she had thought she could never do this again, never be with Natalia again, was beyond her reckoning. The feeling of the woman's tongue on her cunt was like needles throughout her body, she was wracked with delight, she surged upwards as Tally's fingers stroked the lips of her pussy. She let Natalia fingerfuck her and rested her heel-clad feet on Natalia's back as her lover ate her out, feasting on her, making a buffet out of Carly's aroused body.

Wave upon wave of pleasure washed over Carly, she had never had lovers as good as her Tally. It was as if Natalia knew just where to touch, to kiss, to lick, to set Carly off in another violent orgasm. She was panting, taking all of Tally's lips and tongue, flooding her with pussy juice.

Natalia moved away, face shining with pussy juice, still sexy and radiant. "Okay, do you remember how to do me, Carly?"

Remember? Carly thought it likely she would never forget. She'd played that magical night over and over in her mind many times, during boring nights with George or nights alone. Every mark on Natalia's body, every lovely expression on her face, they all came rushing back in a flood of memory and emotion.

She pushed Natalia back on the couch, moving the girl as far up as she could. She ran her hands all over Natalia, delighting in the familiar feeling of her body, the way her eyes blazed when being touched, the sexy curve of her smile when being caressed. Her hands traveled up Natalia's smooth, long legs, the muscles still taut under her fingertips. She played gently with Tally's ears and the dangly earrings. She took in the sight of a woman she truly adored and had missed more than she had known.

She slid her smooth hands under Natalia's pretty blue dress and removed the tiny G-string Tally was wearing. She brought it to her nose and inhaled the scent of her former – and now again, current – lover. She was wrought with desire, she slid the dress upwards and began kissing, slowly, teasingly up Natalia's bare legs, tasting, inch by inch, the sweet taste of her skin. Natalia moaned softly as she felt every delicate kiss, she ran her fingers through Carly's blonde hair as the blonde kissed upwards. When Carly reached her pussy, she became more ardent, more lusty, breathing in the aroma and plunging her tongue deep within Natalia.

For Natalia, it was like an electric shock within her body. Only her beloved Daddy, her Steven, had made her feel like this. Perhaps the years apart had made Carly crave her more, but as Carly licked and lapped at her pussy, Natalia felt orgasm after orgasm being wrenched from her body. 

Carly adored her lover with all the talents she could muster. She loved how feminine, how lovely, Natalia looked. It pleased her to know that Natalia had taken the time to doll herself for Carly – as Carly had done in turn – and she was going to prove to Natalia that it had been worth the effort.




Natalia's Naughty Daddy Ch. 02



Natalia looked down at her lover's blonde head moving between her thighs, licking her with unparalleled passion. She felt Carly's tongue snaking all over her body, relished the sensations. The carnality of having her female lover taking her in the home of her male lover – her father – aroused further kinky desires in Natalia. She wanted Carly to fuck her Daddy, but would she cheat on George with another man? She'd see what she could do to implement her kinky plot later, but right now .....

Oh, right now she felt Carly moving the dress up and over her head, her mind abuzz with delight, she was now naked before her lover. All the two playmates wore were heels and jewelry, now gentle hands could fondle, lips could kiss passionately, fingers could trace patterns over aroused skin.

Their play was wilder now. Panting, wanton with desire, they moved into a sixty-nine, which neither had done one their previous night of lust. They gorged on each other's cunts, tasted each other and were messy in their loving, fucking each other now, savage, intense, heated fucking with brought both of them to the brink of screaming time and time again.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuckme, my lovely bitch!" Tally screamed out, hoping it would inflame Carly even more.

It did indeed achieve the desired effect. Carly had never been with someone as vocal as Natalia, the lewdness of the girl's words drove her over the edge. "Fuck, you beautiful slut, I'm cumminggggg!!!" she screamed as she flooded Natalia's face with an overwhelming orgasm.

Natalia followed suit a few seconds later, trembling, shaking violently, the couch creaking under them in protest. They clenched each other tightly until both were calm again, then moved away and embraced, just enjoying the closeness.

Natalia went and got them both some wine, which they sipped slowly, choosing to remain naked and kissing a bit, just teasingly. 

"We have to stay close Tally, we can't let it go another 2 years. I couldn't bear it, not after that!" Carly cried out, tears streaming down her face.

"Don't be silly!" Natalia said, kissing her on the nose and soft lips, with a soft smile. "You think I'm giving THIS up?" She cuddled Carly close. "So, you DO want this to continue? What about George?"

"I don't care about him right now – I just know I need you Tally, so very much!" Carly said, hugging Natalia closer.

Natalia's heart melted. She then looked down at the blonde beauty and said "Okay Carly, but I expect my lovers to be kinky – sensual – uninhibited. Can you do that Carly? Can you be my lover, my fucky playmate, my girl?"

Carly nodded yes, enthusiastically. Natalia knew she'd have a lot of scheming to do, but her life was on an upswing.



Natalia's Naughty Daddy Ch. 03



Steven fidgeted with his watch as he waited in the hotel lobby. Dammit, she should be here by now, he fumed. It was one of the pitfalls of his job, dealing with eccentric authors and their weird demand. One author wanted a bowl of M & M's in her room every time, with all the brown ones removed. Silvia Anders was known for being reclusive, so her agreeing to this book tour had come as quite a shock to the higher-ups at McMillan. He was thinking of grabbing a quick coffee when he felt a tapping on his shoulder.

"Excuse me, are you Steven?"

He turned around and found himself looking into a sweet, beautiful face, gentle blue eyes and shoulder-length blonde hair. Whoever she was, she was quite lovely. Silvia Anders' daughter or assistant, perhaps?

The pretty girl extended her hand. "Hello, it's nice to meet you. I'm Silvia Anders."

Ooookay, Steven's mind reeled, this was some kind of joke, this girl couldn't be more than 23 or 24 and Silvia Ander's first book had come out nearly 8 years ago, so it would mean ....

She smiled and let out a gentle laugh. "Let me do the math for you, Steven. I began writing at a young age, and my first book, LEGENDS NEVER DIE, was published when I was 16."

Steven was impressed, Silvia continued on. "That's the reason I have been so `reclusive', so to speak. My parents didn't want me going on book tours, the publishers didn't want it known their best-selling author was only a kid. Now, I make up my own mind. Plus, the publishers think my little revelation will be great publicity."

Steven thought to himself "Plus, it doesn't hurt that you are drop-dead scrumptious!" It was true, with pale blonde hair, that face and the cuddly little body, dressed in a simple white mini, pink blouse and heels, she was very easy on the eyes. Once word got around, all the talk shows would be lining up to book her.

She took his arm in his and led Steven towards the bar. "We have lots of time before the book signing for LOVING A LEGEND, let's get a drink."

Steven said "I don't drink when I'm working."

She pouted, looking adorable as she did so. "Oh pooh, I won't tell anyone." Steven shook his head, Silvia sighed. "Fine, you can have coffee, but I need a drink. This is my first time out in public, the butterflies in my tummy are doing a Flamenco!"

Steven smiled at her and listened intently as she talked, It soon became apparent why she'd become a success at so young an age, she was smart, scary-smart. There was a certain charm to her, a mature woman trapped in a younger – and very sexy – body. The bartender kept hovering, wanting to know if she wanted anything else, but she brushed him off with charm and grace.

Steven looked down at his watch. "Okay, we have to be at the store in 45 minutes, with traffic, we should just about make it. I'll hail us a cab."

She gave that little-girl pout again, it really was cute. "No way. I just bought myself a new Beemer last week and I wanna drive it!" She grinned at him. "Point me in the right direction and pray hard that your breakfast stays down!" The two of them got into the shiny silver car and screeched away from the hotel.

Despite her admonitions, Silvia was a superb driver and they made the signing earlier. As per the agreement between Silvia, the publishers and the store, there were no pictures of her anywhere. The revelation was to be the big surprise. When Steven walked over to the store Manager and whispered in his ear, pointing to Silvia, her eyes went wide open. She glanced at the young girl, who waved and nodded, laughing slightly. Regaining her composure, the Manager stepped out in front of the table and announced:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I give you – Miss Silvia Anders!"

It was sheer pandemonium as the crowd gasped, yelled, clapped and tried to get a good look. The photographers were avidly snapping as many photos as they could, jockeying to get a good shot of her, get her best angle. From where Steven stood, he didn't think Silvia HAD a bad angle. She really was a little honey.

She was also gracious, charming and smart, considering that some of the readers were over-the-top, some of them were horny males who couldn't get over how hot she was and some were society matrons who'd only read the books because their book clubs had told them to. Silvia charmed them all, having kind words for everyone who approached her. She was one of the most endearing authors he'd ever escorted on one of these junkets.

4 o'clock came earlier than anyone expected and surprisingly, Silvia had made sure everyone got a book signed, everyone who wanted one got a photograph. Steven was sure this was going to be all over the evening news, "reclusive author comes out of hiding and is revealed as young beauty" or however they'd spin it. At this time however, it was merely his job to get her back to the hotel so she could rest.

Silvia seemed exhausted, so he swung behind the wheel of the car and drove her back to the hotel. The car handled beautifully, the trip didn't take long. She took his arm again and they walked into the hotel, people pointing and whispering. The news had already gotten out, so it seemed.

The hotel Manager came out from behind the desk, huffing and puffing. "Miss Anders, oh Miss Anders, we're so honored to have a guest of your stature staying with us. Had we but KNOWN --- well, no matter, we've taken the liberty of moving your things to the Presidential suite." Silvia waved her hand and told them there had been no need for that, but the manager would have none of it. "My wife would kill me if I didn't treat you right!" he smiled. "You're her favorite author!" Silvia smiled, agreeing to sign a copy of her book for him before she left.

They traveled up in the elevator to her suite, nothing much was said. Steven thought she seemed to be overwhelmed by this new-found attention, but with four best-selling novels – and a face and body like that – she had better get used to it.

Silvia opened the door to her suite and gasped. It was huge, with a large double bed, dresser with vanity, bathroom with jacuzzi, a terrace with a magnificent view of the city, fully stocked bar and fridge, even a TV and DVD player. Someone had also taken the time to send up a nice Fruit Basket, a dozen roses and a bottle of champagne.

Silvia took it all in. "All of this – for ME? Wow, I don't deserve this."

Steven laughed at her. "Better get used to it, keed. Big-time authors tend to get spoiled. And looking the way YOU do, you're gonna get spoiled rotten."

Silvia did a mock curtsy. "I think I've just been paid a compliment. Thank you, kind sir. Man, I'm famished. 2 cups of watery coffee and a Cinnamon Danish are not enough for this gal. Can we go and eat?"

"We could have room service ... "

"No, I want to go OUT. Now that I can mingle, I want to go out and eat in a restaurant. And REAL food, not this foo-foo French crap that I can't pronounce and is made from Snail's intestines or something."

Steven laughed with her. "Okay, what do you fancy?"

Silvia bit the bottom of her lip, in thought. "Ribs. I love ribs, is there a good rib joint around here?"

Steven nodded. "One of the best, Adam's Ribs, over on 34th. Do you want to freshen up and then we can go?"

"Mmm-hmm, I want to change out of these clothes, fix my face and then we can go!"

Steven wanted to comment there was nothing wrong with THAT face, but decided to behave. Flirting with a client wasn't the best of ideas, flirting with a client young enough to be his daughter wasn't either. His daughter. He wondered how Tally was doing, was she missing him? He couldn't wait to get home and get her into bed and ....

That was when Silvia came out of the bathroom. If Steven had been horny before, he was over the moon now. She was exquisite now.

She stood before him, long blonde hair gleaming. She'd added a bit of powder-blue eye shadow to those eyes, which seemed to beckon to him. Now she was wearing a short, black, beaded dress that hugged every supple curve of her body. She had round, sexy breasts and legs that were now encased in black stockings, going down to very sexy heels, with straps criss-crossing halfway up her sexy legs. The pretty girl from earlier was now a sexy vision in black.

"Wow."

She beamed at him, showing a row of perfect, white teeth. "I take it you like the outfit?"

"I'm a living, breathing member of the male species. Of course I do. Although you might be a bit overdressed."

Out came that pout again. "Oh, pooh. If I've got it, I need to flaunt it. I've been cooped up for nearly 8 years, I want to get out and show the world what I've got!"

Steven thought what she "had" was killer, but he didn't comment. He took her arm, leading her back down to the lobby, where the Beemer was waiting outside. He drove again, zigzagging through the streets until they reached the restaurant. A tacky neon sign buzzed outside and he grinned sheepishly.

"This place has been around since the 50's, but the inside is okay and the food is fabulous. Ready to brave it, milady?"

Silvia took his hand in hers and said "Lead on, kind sir."

When they entered, there seemed to be a few moments of silence, evidently, the patrons weren't used to someone who looked as good as Silvia. Steven puffed out his chest a little, they likely would think she was his date, and it didn't hurt his ego at all to have them think he had such a sexy number on his arm. The waitress led them to a secluded booth in the back "To getcha away from all the gawkers, Miss Anders, I saw ya on the news" and they settled in.

"So, I guess our little revelation has hit the fan?"

"Yes, and I would imagine there will be phone call after phone call trying to book you on the talk shows tomorrow. Any preferences?"

Silvia leaned in, those beautiful blue eyes captivating his attention again. "Just nothing too early, okay hun? I can't stand those chirpy, morning TV hosts."

He laughed and the waitress re-appeared. "Wouldja like something to drink before you order?"

Silvia surprised him by saying "God, I'd kill for a beer. Genny Cream, if you've got it!" Their waitress nodded, Steven ordered Bourbon & Branch and they settled in again.

"Beer?"

"Heck, why not? I'm old enough" she giggled. "My dad drinks Gennessee Cream Ale, he used to let me have little sips of his. I miss him, Mom too. I'm still not quite used to living on my own."

"Your parents must be very proud of you."

"You would think so, but I think I intimidate them. I was a success at 16, remember? By the end of my first year, I had made 10 times what Daddy did, driving forklift at the lumberyard. I offered to buy them a big house or a new car, but they said they didn't need it. I just wanted to help out, you know?" Steven could see she was a bit upset, so he chucked his finger under her chin and drew her head up.

"You can't change who you are, but you can be the best you can be. Don't try to be anyone else, maybe your parents just want YOU to be happy and not worry about them, okay?"

Silvia smiled and then the waitress returned with their drinks. They clinked glasses together and Silvia asked "You seem very wise. Do you have children?"

Steven smiled. "Yes, a daughter who is a bit older than you. She's a HUGE fan, she wants me to get her books signed."

"Are you proud of her?"

"Yes, I am. She's an exceptional young woman, even after her divorce."

"Was it a painful divorce?"

"Yeah, her husband started cheating on her. He's insane. Tally's the most incredible young woman, smart, sexy, lovely – who in their right mind would cheat on such a woman?"

Silvia raised an eyebrow. "Who indeed?" she asked. Was she reading too much into this, Steven seemed very comfortable talking about his daughter as a woman – most fathers wouldn't describe their daughters in such a fashion. She didn't care though, Steven was a lovely man and she was enjoying his company. She was a free-thinker, a modern young woman, a live-in-the-moment kinda gal!

The waitress arrived with their food a few minutes later, and a copy of LOVING A LEGEND for Silvia to sign, which she was happy to do. Steven watched the petite blonde eat, she had an appetite, that was for sure. Natalia would absolutely love her, he thought, trying to think of a way to introduce them and let his daughter meet this nice young woman. A lot of Natalia's friends had been "forbidden" to see her when she married Jim, it would be nice for her to meet this woman she admired so much. And, he thought with a laugh, how he'd love to see her face when she found out how YOUNG Silvia Anders was. Although, he supposed, she'd see it on the news tonight.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm sorry Miss Anders, my mind drifted. What were you saying?"

"First, it's Silvia, and second, the waitress asked if you wanted dessert."

"Are you having any, Steven?" she asked, leaning in close and gazing at him with those smouldering baby-blues of hers. He felt his brain fogging again.

"Ummm – well, they do have exceptional Cherry Pie."

"Oooh, sounds yummy. Let's get that – a la mode!"

It was simple to see why people would be intimidated by Silvia. She was bright, inquisitive and full of life. If she wanted something, she went for it. A lot of people would find that hard to handle, Steven found it extremely appealing.

She chattered on amiably, until the bill came. Silvia went to pay, but Steven stopped her. "We're on an expense account, I've got it!" he smiled. They went outside into the cool night air, Silvia shivered slightly. "I think I'm underdressed in this outfit!" she chuckled.

"Yeah, but you made the night of a LOT of men in there" Steven smiled as he handed her his coat and wrapped it around her. Silvia liked having his arms around her, even for a minute. "You noticed, thank you, kind sir."

"Noticed? Pretty lady, in that outfit, you'd stop traffic!" he flirted with the pretty young blonde. 

Ah, Silvia thought, so he does think I'm pretty. Okay, time to put Step Two of my plan into action.

"Is there somewhere else you'd like to go tonight?" Steven asked her. She shook her head and smiled.

"Not really Steven, it's been a long day. I'd like to go back to the hotel, perhaps have a nice drink and unwind. Would you drive me back please, I'm a bit light-headed from the beer."

Being a gentleman and in charge of here welfare, Steven did as he was asked. She was still bubbly and cheery as they went up the elevator to the plush hotel room, he was still enjoying the pleasure of her company. She used her key-card and entered the room, scampering about here and there. "I still can't believe all of this fuss is being made over ME!" she trilled.

"Well, enjoy it and have fun. I should be going, I have to find out where they want us tomorrow."

"Oh no, please don't go, I love your company and we're having such fun. This is my first time here, stay, please stay, and keep me company?" There went that cute pout again and Steven knew he'd agree.

"All right, the bar is complimentary. So, would you like a drink? Some champagne, perhaps?"

She nodded, adding flirtatiously "Not too much, though. Champagne tends to make me do naughty things." She licked her lips a little, accepting the glass from Steven and downing it quickly.

"I still can't get over the fact that someone so young writes so WELL. You write with the flare of someone with a lot of life experience, even your sex scenes seem those of a much more experienced writer."

"Well Steven, I'm hardly some naïve little waif."

"Ahh, the local boys wanted to score with the big-name author?"

Silvia frowned, then sighed. "No, I've kept my anonymity. Most people back home call me SJ, for Silvia Jean. I've had some fun with some of the local hotties Steven, but I am choosy."

Silvia noticed that Steven didn't react to her usage of the term "hotties", so she pressed on. "I was a very sensual, passionate, naughty young lady. I think people are beautiful, never moreso when in the throes of sexual passion. So yes, I have indulged my lusts from time to time."

Steven listened and responded. "I'm sorry Silvia, I didn't mean to offend you. You're an adult and entitled to do whatever you chose. I think it just took me by surprise, that's all."

"A nice surprise, I hope?" Silvia smiled. "Listen dear, I need to get out of these clothes and into something less constricting. Pour us both another glass and I'll be right back."

Steven poured himself a glass, downed it, poured another for himself and for Silvia. She was charming, the perfect word for her. The personality of the young woman validated her success, she had fire and passion, whatever path she chose, the partner who walked it with her would be lucky indeed.

Times like this, Steven wished he still smoked. He enjoyed Silvia's company a great deal, she was a pleasure to be around, but she made him nervous. Like she knew a great secret that he wasn't in on. If he had something to puff on, it might make him a bit more at ease and ....

"Steven?"

He turned around, half-expecting what he saw standing there. Still, she was quite lovely and it still startled him. Silvia was standing there, wearing the tiniest black teddy, it barely came down past her navel. She was also wearing a matching black thong, with stockings and ultra-high heels. She looked exquisite and he knew he wanted her.

Still, when the sweet young blonde wrapped her arms around him and kissed him hard, he managed a meek protest. "Silvia, no, this isn't right. I'm old enough to be your father."

Silvia smiled, a smile that would take any man's resistance away. "So? I have a daddy-thing anyway, Steven. Don't you know all little girls want to fuck their fathers?"

He knew he shouldn't – Silvia Anders was a client and she was very important to McMillan. But his desire for this cuddly, wonderful blonde over-rid any common sense and he returned her lusty kiss. His hands moved down her body and cupped the cheeks of her lovely, rounded ass. She found herself melting against him, yearning for Steven to take her to the big bed and make love to her.

They moved, kissing, touching, to the bed, easing down upon it. She decided for playful and straddled his lap, peppering him with tiny kisses. Steven knew to be gentle with her, she might be more wordly in some ways, but she was still a young woman. She stroked his face with her fingers, looking at him with a sweet smile. 

"Did anyone ever tell you you're kinda hunky?" she said, kissing him with those sweet, soft lips.

"Hunky, huh?" Steven grinned, kissing her neck, brushing his fingers through her soft, blonde hair, taking in the scent of the delicate fragrance she wore.

"Yup." Silvia was practically melting in his arms, she rocked a bit forward, her soft breasts pressed tight against his chest. She felt comfortable with Steven, Silvia instinctively knew their lovemaking would be special, memorable. He wasn't pawing at her or rushing to get the lingerie off, he was taking all of her in, letting her set the pace, snuggling her close and enjoying the moment. She let one strap of the teddy fall off her shoulder, baring one soft, round breast. He looked at her, smile and leaned forward, taking the soft globe into his mouth, suckling it gently, teasing the nipple until it hardened into a soft peg. A contented sigh escaped her lips and Silvia wiggled a bit more on his lap.

Silvia's soft young body felt wonderful to Steven, he felt honored to be making love to her. She was different from Natalia, sweet and gentle, while Natalia was all fire and passion. Silvia was cool and blonde, Tally was dark and smouldering, you never knew what was underneath her exterior.

She bared her other breast and he kissed that, still fondling the other one and making her quiver. He had a good touch, Steven did, not like some of her other lovers, rushing and fumbling. Whenever he touched her, Silvia felt adored, cared about, he made her feel sexy and alive. She looked at him, ran her fingers through his slightly-graying hair and ruffled it. "Hey hunk!" she chided him "Why do you have so many clothes on?"




Natalia's Naughty Daddy Ch. 03



"Umm – because I would love it if you'd undress me, pretty lady?"

Silvia smiled dreamily. She had always wanted to undress a lover, it was the ultimate in sexy. Her past playmates had been in a rush to get naked and get on with it, this was the advantage of an older, mature, more experienced lover. The journey getting there was equally important to them.

One button – one kiss. Sweet, soft and loving. Another button, a fingertip stroking across his chest, feeling his hard, masculine chest. A third button, her hand trailed across his flesh, loving the fact she could feel goosebumps rise on his skin. A fourth button, Silvia teasingly reached into his pants for a second and squeezed. Fifth button, his shirt was undone, she pulled it off and pushed him back on the bed. She let her long, blonde hair graze over his skin as she kissed him, Silvia's tongue sweet and playful, her body sexy and lush and adorable.

Silvia was content for a moment, just kissing him, his tongue dancing with hers. She moved her hand down and tried to unbuckle his pants, he fumbled a bit and tried to give her a hand. Between the two of them, they got his slacks off, Silvia was happy to see he had gone "Commando" this evening. "Yummy, what a nice, big cock!" she purred, running her hands all over it. She was horny, it was hot, thick, veiny, Silvia wanted to let him know how much she appreciated his desire for her.

Silvia looked up at Steven, eyes dancing, teasing, and flicked her tongue at his cock. Once, twice. She stopped, moved up his body again, still holding Steven's shaft, not willing to relinquish her lover's manhood. Steven pulled her close, held her as they kissed, this one more passionate, more erotic.

Her tiny little hand ran up and down his dick, Steven loved how gentle she was, almost shy. The teddy rode up a little, revealing her soft, pink skin, she was so young, so delightful, so scrumptious. Steven held her as she caressed him, then she began to move back down again.

His cock was hard, but she knew it could be harder. Silvia was torn between two desires, the desire to have this sensual man inside of her and the desire to have him tasting her pussy. The desire to play won out, she swung around and wiggled her gorgeous bubble-butt at him, lowering her sweet, blonde, trimmed pussy down upon his face. As he pulled her thong to one side and began to nibble on her pussylips, Silvia knew at once she'd made the right choice, he was a master at oral loving, his tongue swirled, drilled, licked, feasted, nibbled – a veritable smorgasborg of cunnilingus!

Steven tasted the blonde's sweetness and went back to the well for more, again and again. She was unique, fresh and almost spicy, Silvia's pussy was wonderful to the taste. He could have stayed down there forever as she returned his oral assault, her tongue swirling down to the base of his cock, but the young blonde had other plans for him.

Silvia licked a few more times, moved away, and raised her arms to let the teddy come off. Steven just looked at the young beauty, still almost unable to believe he had enjoyed the sexual favors of two such amazing, young women. Her breasts were round, bouncy, with the pinkest of nipples and as she slid herself on top of him, Steven reached up. He took them in his hands and brought him mouth to them, kissing softly.

"Oooh, that's magnificent Steven, oh lover, please, don't stop doing that!" Silvia purred as she began to move on top of him. It was slow, her pussy caressed him, took his measure, and began moving around and around, her sexy ass began to bounce. A bit more, a little wriggle, then a bit more bounce, her muscles contracting, she began to fuck him now, the slow sensuality giving way to a desire to FUCK!

"Oh God Silvia, do you know how well you're fucking me?" he groaned as she rode him, faster and faster. Her body was sexy as hell, he continued to stare at this gorgeous creature in amazement, thinking if he blinked, she'd vanish.

"Am I, Steven darling? Good. Oh fuck, I love it darling, love fucking you, you wonderful hunk!" she squealed, the pretty blonde author loving every moment of the loving she was getting.

"Oh God, yeahhhh!" Steven groaned, nearing the precipice of orgasm. Silvia saw his face, and she grinned. "Go for it lover, let it happen, I wanna cum with you!" she yelled.

That was all it took. Steven let himself go, his cum shot from his cock and she moved to swallow it, every drop. That innocent-looking face sucking his cock, he thought he'd never stop cumming.

She snuggled in his arms, Silvia murmuring how good she felt, asking him not to go back to his room. Steven laughed and cuddled her close – he didn't think it would be possible for him to walk that far.

As she fell asleep in his arms, contented and happy, Steven's thoughts turned back to Natalia. In a sense, he had cheated on her, his lover. Yet, he knew she wouldn't be upset, Natalia was a free-thinker. In a perverse flash, he envisioned sultry Natalia and the sweet-faced Silvia on either side of him. His cock twitched at the erotic thought of the two women and Steven wondered - did he have the courage to make that vision a reality?



Natalia's Naughty Daddy Ch. 04



"I'll see you in a few days hon. Have you seen the news? No. Been busy, have you? Okay Tally, try not to miss me so much."

"Oh Daddy, I really miss you, but I'm trying not to be too bored without you." The alluring brunette blew a kiss to Carly who was perched on the bed, waiting for her to come back. They'd barely gotten out of bed in the past few days, other than to eat, shower [ and  fuck  in the shower ] and then fuck again.

George had called yesterday and he and Carly had words -  loud  words. Natalia's sister told him she was staying away for a while "to think". Tally began kissing down the blonde's sexy body as she hung up the phone. "You won't be thinking too much for a while, babe!" she teased as she saw the blissful expression cross her face.

Natalia sent her father a kiss and hung up. Steven then rejoined Silvia on the bed and she began sucking him to hardness. Since their first fuck, after every personal appearance, the young blonde had rushed back to whatever hotel they were booked in, gotten naked and insisted he fuck her as much as she wanted. Only his daughter-lover matched Silvia Anders for sexual ferocity.

Natalia, cuddled with Carly in the oversize bed, knew her father's next appearance with Silvia Anders was in Chicago, he'd be gone for at least 3 more days, likely longer. Perfect. By then, she'd have all her plans in motion. She picked up her Cell Phone and dialed the number Carly had given her, it picked up after two rings.

"Madame Martine, it's Natalia. I was referred to you by Carly - yes, she's my sister. I was wondering if you could ... you can? Hmm, someone exotic, do you have someone ...? You do? Oh, she's new and ... oh yes, she sounds lovely. 7 PM tonight at the Regency would be fine, the billing arrangements will be fine, thank you."

Natalia, former wife, incestuous lover, sometime lesbian was trying to find out just  who  she was. Carly had confessed that in the last few years, she'd been having sex with other women. Carly Vanier, former soccer mom was fading quickly. Carly Vanier, sensual, passionate, kinky woman was emerging like a butterfly from a cocoon. She offered to show Tally a world she was coming to enjoy and see just what lay on the horizon for both of them.

Carly Williams had been a young woman when she met George and the promise of a life of wealth and privilege beckoned. He was strong, intelligent and good-looking -- everything common sense told her she should want.. She would want for nothing if she married him and in his arms, she felt safe and comfortable.

And bored. Bored beyond belief.

She was fond of her husband, but love ...? Yes, very much in the early years. But after all these years of neglect and indifference, it was more of a "like-a-bit" situation. She had given up her true passion once she'd settled into the rut of marriage.

Her true passion was for women. Her first lesbian lover had been her beloved Natalia, her Tally. The elegant, tall brunette with the husky voice and brilliant mind had aroused her mind first, then over a few-too-many drinks one night, her  body. Natalia set the blonde woman afire with flirty touches and double-entendres. Natalia had found her then sister to be an easy seduction.

Ever since that time, women entered Carly's thoughts all time. She bought a small collection of adult films, mostly  Andrew Blake ,  Michael Ninn  and  Suze Randall , she liked how they filmed girl-on-girl sex -- with tenderness and lots of nice lighting and sexy clothing. She also discovered the work of  Viv Thomas , his films reminded her of her times with Tally -- sweet kisses, unhurried sex. Nowadays, if George wasn't interested or was away, she'd go to their Den, slip a DVD into the machine and play. Or read. She was becoming quite the collector of erotic novels.

She discovered Vivian's loft bookstore and spent an afternoon that Carly remembered fondly to this day. Vivian was friendly and amusing and personable. She told Carly she was welcome to visit anytime and gave her a sizable discount on her purchases. Carly gave her a kiss of thanks A soft kiss that turned into  kisses , then caresses, sex toys beyond description, heated oils and raunchy lesbian fucking -- by the end of the day, Carly was an eager member of the Sisters of Sappho.

Vivian became a dear friend, but their relationship couldn't go too far -- Vivian, like Carly, had a husband, she also had a regular lesbian girlfriend -- her own stepdaughter, which was risky enough. She didn't want to arouse her husband's suspicions, she told Carly one lazy sunny afternoon in the loft's back-room playroom.

Vivian told Carly that she was part of a large community of kinky lesbians and she brought Carly -- willingly -- into her perverted circle. Nothing was taboo and all was done with the softest of kisses and the most fervent of desires. For the time being, Carly was happier than she'd been in a long time, if George was away, Carly could play. George was away a  lot . Carly played -- a  lot .

Carly grew to adore all these women as a kind-of surrogate family. She felt supported and no one judged her.

There was sensual Mia, who had the most skilled tongue and hands Carly had ever experienced. She could spend torturous hours wresting orgasm upon orgasm from Carly and was equally demanding in her needs. In order to please Mia, Carly found herself becoming much more adept in the lesbian arts.

There was statuesque Anya, who dominated Carly and taught her that she could be submissive, give in to a lover's desire and let herself go in her arms, trusting all would be well.

There was Johanna, Anya's daughter and lesbian playmate, who was submissive and a perfect little toy for Carly's emerging lesbian desires. There were many more women, of all shapes and sizes, ready and willing to be tasted or to taste, to be the fucker or the fuckee, women who lived for their own hedonistic pleasures.

It was Vivian who urged her to stay with George. "Until you're sure baby" she said one afternoon over coffee in the loft. Vivian herself was a happily-married woman, although she had other outlets for her kinkiness. She told Carly "Don't underestimate the comfort of a good marriage and being provided for, my love. Men have their uses -- you might even find one you like fucking. My husband's a wonderful fuck, he's just a few-times-a-week man and I'm a horny slut." Vivian laughed. "Luckily Bekka, my stepdaughter, is as much a whore as I am. Adam's a very nice man and for the most part, he keeps me happy. With George -- figure out what you might have to lose before you decide anything!" She and Vivian spent one last afternoon in bed and Carly left that affair behind. She adored Vivian as a friend and had come to love her -- she knew she wanted someone with whom she could share a deep lesbian passion with -- but who? 

She'd settled into having an occasional dalliance with "the girls" when she heard from Natalia again. Her mind went into overdrive. She showed up at Tally's new home and they kissed as friends, as family, but the fire was still there. Natalia and Carly still had the chemistry, even after all this time. At first, she didn't want to tell Tally just how much she'd changed, but now, after days of loving and pleasure, she opened up. Natalia was so hot for more details, her tongue blackmailed Carly into fessing up by some of the best tongue-fucking  ever .

Natalia had married and was unhappy. Carly's brother was a shit and his neglect of the beautiful Tally was as much a disgrace as George's of her. Natalia had found someone, but assured Carly there would be no objection to their lesbian relationship. Carly found it hard to believe, but her keen desire for the sensual brunette won out over her common sense. She wasn't giving Tally up again. Not ever.

"I want to treat you to a nice night, baby girl" she said as she suckled on Natalia's breasts. "I have to go home and deal with ..  him !" she spat, furious at her husband. Carly sighed. "So here -- call this woman, Madame Martine is her name. She runs a service for women like us. Her prices are reasonable and she's very discreet. The first time's on me." She squeezed Natalia's ass and they parted once more, knowing it would only be for a short while this time.

Trembling, Natalia made the call. Madame Martine put her right at ease, Carly had called ahead. Madame Martine and Natalia talked for an hour, the Madame asking multiple questions until she knew enough about Natalia to know what would bring her joy.

The next day, at the Regency, Lily showed up. Sweet, adorable little Korean Lily. She with the sweet nature, the slender, whippet-thin body and the most agile tongue Natalia had known in years. Anything Natalia wanted, Lily gave her. She ate Natalia's pussy for over and hour and both wanted more, but Lily was a college student and had an afternoon class. She kissed Natalia a sensual goodbye and left.

Madame Martine called a little later. Natalia was overly enthusiastic. She requested Lily again for 2 weeks, but Madame Martine told her she liked to rotate her girls, so the customer didn't get bored. Natalia thought that was an interesting policy.

"Thing is, I would've liked more" she sighed to the Madame.

"Oh? Did she not satisfy you?"

"Oh God, yes -- but she had to go. I'm still all fired up." she giggled.

"Give me one second." There was a pause and then the Madame came back on the line. "I just spoke with Carly -- she assured me with both of you, money would not be a problem. Is this the case?"

Natalia beamed "Yes -- I'm financially set, so's Carly. Why?"

Madame Martine chuckled and an hour later, an amazing little fireball named Skarlett was at the door of her hotel suite. She was dressed in a schoolgirl outfit that would likely have gotten her expelled. A tight, short plaid skirt. A black, sheer blouse that revealed freckled, "cupcake" tits. A wicked pair of thigh-high black leather "fuck me" boots that looked like they'd been ordered right out of a fetish catalogue. A school for she-devils, Tally thought.

Skarlett knew her way around a strap-on and made Natalia see stars. She also brought lovely little chocolate treats, which she placed all over her body and let Natalia eat from her torso. Finally, in the shower, she ate Natalia's cunt until her knees buckled. Skarlett gave her a wink as she got dressed, flipped her schoolgirl skirt up to show off her naked pussy and scampered out the door.

The phone rang again. Madame Martine's dulcet tones came over the phone. "Satisfied yet, my dear?"

Almost breathless, Natalia told the madame how wonderful Skarlett had been, but it was still early evening and ...

The Madame laughed. "My goodness, you are nearly as insatiable as I. We  must  meet someday. I am sure you will become a regular of Madame Martine's. For no extra cost, I am sending one more girl. Enjoy, I am certain we shall speak again." 

It was nearing 9:30, so Natalia vamped herself up once again -- lining her beautiful eyes with a light blue eyeliner, changing into a slinky black cocktail dress, a thong that hugged her still-rounded ass, stockings with garters and stilettos. She had flirted a bit with the Desk Clerk at the Regency -- why not? She had even hinted to one of the female clerks that they should spend a leisurely morning in her room, "getting acquainted". The girl had blushed -- but nodded discreetly.

Natalia called the Clerk, who put her through to Room Service. She asked for drinks and appetizers to be provided. She was sipping on a Mimosa when she heard a knock at the door.

She opened it and was once again pleased beyond words. There stood a stunning young black woman who must have stood at least 5'10" tall. She was model-perfect, with long, waist-length black hair, dark eyes that were almost obsidian. From what Natalia could see through the woman's trenchcoat, a lovely figure. She held out her hand to Natalia, who was almost shaking with desire.

"Hi -- I'm Patrice. Are you Natalia? Mmm, Madame didn't exaggerate -- you're gorgeous. We're going to have a lovely time, promise!"

"Would you like a drink -- Mimosa, perhaps?" Natalia offered. Patrice flashed a smile so bright, it dazzled.

"That would be very nice -- a sweet drink before sweet sex -- it's cool, baby."

Patrice took off her coat and Natalia was floored at what she saw. Hot. Smoking. Muy caliente!

Patrice was dressed from head-to-toe in black PVC. Form-fitting pants and top, with a bare midriff and stilettos, not unlike Natalia's, that matched. Her body was sheer perfection, cocoa perfection that made Natalia's mouth water. The Madame's girls were beyond description and she knew that Madame Martine was right -- she'd be calling again.

Patrice sat beside Natalia on the settee and took her hand, stroking it gently.

"You're turned on already, aren't you?" Natalia nodded. "Like the outfit?" Another nod. Patrice pulled Natalia's face to hers and they shared an orange-flavored kiss. Moving away for a minute, they finished their drinks and had a few appetizers, a little more to drink, becoming friendly until Patrice herself was the impatient one.

"C'mere gorgeous, I am dying to see what's underneath that hot little dress -- oh wow, what a body. You're fucking hot baby, you're gonna be a great fuck, aren't you?"

Natalia got into the spirit of things immediately. "Baby, I'm gonna eat you inside out, I turn  you  on, don't I bitch?"

"You sure do -- but now, let Patrice take care of that hot body of yours, okay?"

Patrice, the PVC glistening in the light, moved towards Natalia. She unzipped the back of the dress and began kissing Natalia's back, sweetly, gently, raising goosebumps on the woman's flesh. Coherent thoughts faded -- thoughts of kinky, sexy lesbian play filled Natalia's mind.

Patrice had a beautifully deft touch -- Natalia was barely aware of being undressed, but she was led from the settee, naked aside from thong, stockings and heels, to the large bed. Patrice was still dressed, she walked to a bag she'd brought with her. Natalia wondered what was in it -- a large dildo perhaps? Oh, she wanted to get fucked by this black hottie.

Patrice sashayed back to the bed, feeling the dark-haired woman's eyes follow her every move. The sexy Call Girl was so hot to feast on this bitch, she likely would've done this for free -- but that wasn't an option. "Do you like a massage?" she purred.

"Oh God, yesss!" Natalia exclaimed. She wanted hands and lips and tongue on her body, and soon -- she found Patrice very arousing!

"Then lie back, you fucky thing, and Patrice is gonna take good care of you!" 

Patrice's hands moved with a torturous slowness, caressing firm tits, a smooth belly and supple thighs. She liked the stockings, so she didn't oil up Natalia's legs, but the rest of the woman gleamed with a Jasmine-scented oils. Her nipples were little pegs and Patrice nipped each one, hearing "Ooooh!" as her reaction.

Natalia was in heaven as slinky, seductive Patrice played with her body. She felt the dark-hued vixen kiss her pussy through the thong -- she wanted to yell "Rip the fucking thing off!' but she knew patience would be a virtue for them both. Beautifully-manicured fingernails played along the edges of her pussylips and she felt over the moon!

Her hands rubbing and fondling Natalia's body, Patrice smiled. "You're a responsive little slut, baby. That's so hot!"

Natalia let out a soft sigh. "With hands like yours, who wouldn't be? You're fucking amazing!"

"Thank you. I love my work. Who wouldn't? I get to play with sexy little bitch-sluts like you and get paid for it!"

"You think I'm a slut?"

"Yeah baby, you're a lezzie slut -- so am I, it's cool, it's sexy! Want me to get naked so you can see my slutty lez body?"

Natalia looked over at the clock on the wall and saw that nearly an hour had passed and Patrice was still in the sexy PVC -- yeah, she sure as hell wanted to see the black slut's body. Dear God -- only a few days ago, she'd only had one lesbian fling in her life -- now 4 women had feasted on her cunt, 4 women had known her intimately. She was so aroused, Natalia cried out "Yes -- I want to see your black, slutty body. Strip for me, baby!" she purred. She was in a hellish paradise, but she didn't want to turn back! What would her Daddy think, seeing her debauched this way? Natalia wasn't sure, but she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.

Patrice had never been so eager to get naked and do another chick before, she knew -- there was something so hot about this somewhat-older woman, this sexy cunt, that she absolutely craved. She made a show out of baring her delicate, braless tits and moved close so that Natalia could suckle each nipple for a minute. Natalia did so with eagerness and whimpered when the other girl pulled away.

"We can go slow -- I'm not really on the clock. Ooh yeah baby, Patrice wants to remember this. Madame was right -- you're the loveliest client I've ever had. I want to remember this as much as you do." Natalia sighed again -- it was as if Patrice was reading her mind.

Patrice went back over to the settee to remove her pants, but she could feel Natalia's eyes burning through her. Long, smooth tapered legs came into view and now she was naked -- she put her shoes back on and strode, proud and magnificent, back towards her exquisite client. It was then Natalia saw Patrice's pussy was totally bare.

"You like my bald cunt, huh baby?" she teased. Natalia nodded.

"You can scarf it soon baby, but now, it's time to play!" Patrice teased. She declined to fuck Natalia at first -- taking the time to stroke the woman through her stockings, removing the stilettos and worshiping her feet, noting how wet it was making Natalia. Watching Patrice's stunning beauty make love to her was beyond arousing, there were not the proper words. She was barely aware that her thong was gone until Patrice's tongue began dabbing at her pussy. She might have come from that sensation alone, but Patrice climbed back on the bed and began sucking her beautiful nipples and Natalia knew the little bitch was an expert in oral pleasures. Everywhere Patrice's mouth touched, the senses were inflamed! It was so sexy, seeing this near-perfect beauty part her thighs and eat her cunt. Lesbian slut, yeahhhh, I am, Natalia's mind wandered.

Patrice was a gentle, leading, playmate. As the night progressed, Natalia found herself positioned into a heated session of  sixty-nine  that left both women panting, bucking, writhing, screaming -- yet yearning for more. Skilled fingers fucked deep into hot cunts, nails raked across hot flesh, love bites were on varied body parts and neither woman gave an inch. It was like if one woman got a reaction, the other tried to top it. Never in all her years of loving women had Patrice found her skills so challenged -- and it was a thrill! She wanted a "freebie" with Natalia sometime -- this little ho was just too good to be with just once!

Another round, then another, ensued. From her sack, Patrice produced a vibe that she used to stimulate Natalia's clit while she ate her. Every nerve ending was alive, Natalia wasn't sure if it was the tongue or the vibe, but she climaxed gangbusters. Patrice handed Natalia a strap-on and let Natalia fuck the shit out of her next, howling like a banshee as the dark-haired beauty screwed her pussy harder and faster.

At midnight, their time was done -- Patrice was nibbling on a Canape while Natalia poured them another drink. Natalia couldn't have taken any more fucking and she doubted Patrice could have either. "That was incredible, thank you!" Natalia said as she thanked her with a kiss.

"It was beyond wonderful -- it was -- intense. I'm done for the night now -- but I'd like to stay, if I may?" Patrice said, almost meekly.




Natalia's Naughty Daddy Ch. 04



"O-Of course you may!" Natalia stammered, delighted. She found herself becoming aroused again -- she was in error, perhaps she  could  take a bit more lezzie-love? "You were some of the best sex I've ever had and my lover isn't back for a few more days, so I can stay too! You little slut, just who taught you to fuck a woman like that?" Natalia said as she sucked a dark nipple.

"I have a friend -- my college roommate actually -- who is a  fiend  for cunt. Hey, if you like -- I could have her join us tomorrow night, she could use the money! Could you handle two, horny lezzie sluts, baby?"

Two young hotties? If Patrice's friend had been her teacher, Natalia knew she'd never have an opportunity like this again! It would strain her budget, but you only live once!

Natalia smiled. "If your friend is as hot as you darling, yes -- let's have some fun. But go easy on me baby -- I'm not a kid anymore!" she chuckled as she watched the dark girl's head going down, down, down ....

"You're distracted, darling" Silvia said as she lifted her head from Steven's lap. His cock was hard, but not as hard as normal. She pouted a bit -- her pussy needed to be stuffed full of dick, it had been over 2 hours since last they'd fucked.

Steven looked at his little fuck-nymph and smiled. Dear God, she was  insatiable  - the first woman he'd ever met since Tally who'd been able to wear him out. He shouldn't have been distracted, this blonde, cock-crazy slut could give any man a run for his money -- but it was hard to get Natalia off of his mind. She was like a drug that had gotten into his system and wouldn't let go.

Silvia was seeing signs of life in his cock and she sucked harder and was rewarded with twitches and an ever-hardening dick. She was a greedy little minx, she thought to herself, and she didn't want to share him -- but their obviously was something weighing on his mind.

Steven felt like a bit of a shit, but he wanted Silvia and he wanted Tally. He was selfish, but both women had their merits. As he saw Silvia's mouth ovalling around his shaft and then her lips and head bobbing up and down, he felt the thoughts of Natalia fade away -- for all of a minute. Then she was back in all her glory, laughing, kinky and playful, the woman who took his cares away with one of the most educated, horny voracious cunts he'd ever been privileged to fuck. He shook his head ...

Silvia was there now, all blonde and honey-fresh, sweet and crazy with fuck-lust, a sexy little toy that was his to play with for a while. Nothing seemed to slow her down, she swung her body around and there was sweet, pink cunt to taste, fresh and ready for a licking tongue. He had a good tongue, he knew he did, Natalia had told him ...

 Damn!  There she was, back again. No matter how much he desired Silvia and even though he was feasting on one of the most scrumptious pussies in existence, the little sexpot author could not keep him mind from his incestuous daughter's charms. In some ways, Silvia was benefiting from his romps with Tally -- he had become far more eager to taste a woman after his adventures with his daughter.

Silvia was squirming all over her mature lover as he ate her out. She sensed he was still distracted, but if his tongue was this good when distracted, she wasn't too upset by it. It slithered and licked like a thing alive, delving deep into hidden crevasses and licking up her nectar as fast as she could produce it. Only a few past playmates had been able to garner this kind of response in the young blonde.

Steven felt her weight move and now the cuddly, fuck-hungry blonde was on his cock. He let his mind go back to the task at hand and reached out, taking her tits in his hands and he began to fuck her. Her pussy gripped his cock in an involuntary response and now he was there, in the moment, he was fucking her as her glorious ass bounced on top of him.

 FuckfuckFUCK  Silvia thought to herself, he's amazing. Her eyes clenched shut as her blonde hair swayed about, the sunshine streaming in from the balcony window.  He's so good-looking, I wonder why he never talks about a girlfriend? He must have one , she thought. She sighed and let her body feel his full length and girth as she fucked him.  If he does have a girlfriend, would she be willing to share him ? Silvia's hips fucked in a blur as she let her body take as much dick as deep as he could give it.

Steven stopped fighting the impending orgasm and let it go. In the few days since they'd become lovers, the young author picked up on the signals and took his shaft from cunt and let it spunk on her tits. She liked doing that and it always seemed to make him horny, not that he needed much excuse.

They were done -- for now, Steven knew they'd both fuck again before going to sleep, so they ordered take-out food and watched some TV - "Garfield and Friends" cartoons, an odd choice that they both liked. Snuggled into the crook of his arm, he was happy she'd consented to come home with him and meet Natalia -- hoping they'd hit it off. He really hoped they would, it was his fondest wish.

Wishes do sometimes come true --  don't  they?



Natalia's Naughty Daddy Ch. 05



 This one is for Tiffany, a new friend who I hope will continue to be a friend. She kinda nudged me to add a Chapter and here it is. Hope she - and all of you - enjoy seeing more of our naughty friends. 

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"You're going to be home in a few more days, Daddy?" Natalia cooed happily as she sat, stretched out, on the chaise. "Ooh Daddy, of course I'm playing with my pussy = my cunt is always on fire when I talk to my hard-dicked Daddy." Natalia stroked her clean-shaven pussy, she couldn't wait for Steven to feast on his baby girl once more.

Every time she talked to her handsome father on the phone, Natalia got horny. Her cunt grew moist at the sound of him, she bought a new vibe and teasingly let him hear her use it.

He, in turn, had talked dirty to her while she played with her pussy, reminding her that she was  his  fucktoy and her pussy had to be ready to take his cock when he got home, because he missed his baby Tally and her tight little pussy. She kept thinking about offering him her ass to fuck -- Steven would be gentle and she wanted no barriers between them. As soon as she could arrange it, she'd bring Carly into their relationship -- show her beautiful Carly that not  all  men were useless shits, she wanted to see her Carly riding her Daddy and for all of them to be one, happy fucking family.

Steven hung up the phone, just as Silvia came out of the shower. Naked, she was doll-like perfection, almost as beautiful in her own way as Tally. Lately, he had thought a lot about bringing her home and letting Tally make love to Silvia. He'd let the idea slip one time and Silvia was all for it, she rode him like a Cowgirl for an hour and howled like a Banshee when she came.

She sucked him hard again, all the while confessing she'd had bi-sexual fantasies for a while now and shocked when her lover confessed he was a daughter-fucker. But the shock was one of desire for the forbidden, Silvia wanted to know more. He showed her pictures of Natalia while they cuddled and talked.

Silvia got up and changed into a sheer, flowing negligee, pale blue against her baby-soft skin. She cooed to Steven to take her in his arms and make love to "his sexy baby girl." She teased and talked and rubbed herself all over him, his cock getting harder at the vision of this sweet, young blonde thing getting all hot and bothered over him.

"Take me,  Fuckdaddy !" she whispered softly. "I belong to you, my body belongs to my very own  Fuckdaddy  to use any way he wants. I'll be his lover or his little whore  slut , he can have anything he wants, just  fuck  me!"

Her lewdness, combined with her sweet face -- it reminded him of his Natalia and he was rock hard and deep within the snug pussy within minutes. She'd aroused him back to a fever pitch and he gave Silvia all he had to give.

"Oh yes  Fuckdaddy , that's it, oh yeahhh, screw the hell out of me, I'm your little  Fuckprincess  and I always will be! You have such a big cock, so nice, so good in Silvia's needy little pussy!"

As his cock ramrodded in and out of her beautiful body, Steven came to some conclusions. He adored this young girl and he couldn't let her go, she was in his blood. But if Tally said to go, he'd let her go and be heartbroken. Somehow, there was a part of him that knew Tally wouldn't -- she'd find Silvia as loving as he did and welcome her into their lives, but how would she fit there?

He felt no guilt over sleeping with Silvia, Natalia had teased him about finding some little hotties on the road. With her insatiable sexual appetite, he wondered how Natalia would manage without him but she just patted him on the back and said "I'll be fine, Daddy."

Silvia, body still sweet and damp from the shower, sat on his lap and pressed herself to his naked chest. "What are you thinking about,  Fuckdaddy ?" She called him that now in private, it made both of them horny and loved as well.

"The future, pretty girl" he said as he fondled one of her cupcake tits. "The future."

Carly was beside herself with excitement. First, there was the long, sensual phone call she'd shared late last night with Tally, words of endearment and lust spoken. Natalia had again re-assured Carly that she would always be in her life and that assuaged many of Carly's fears. Earlier this morning, there had been a lovely phone call from Madame Martine, thanking her for sending all Natalia's business her way and offering a free playmate as a thank-you gift. They made the arrangements, Carly chose Patrice, the girl that Tally had raved about and they set it up for the following week. 

Madame Martine shocked her when she also asked if she would do her the honor of having lunch with her and bringing Tally. This was almost unheard of and Carly stammered out her acceptance.

Yet, it was one thing that excited her above all else. Vivian had called. A long-cherished memory from the past.

"I -- I thought ... " Carly stammered.

"I didn't think we should keep going -- but Bekka told me I was being foolish. We enjoy each other and we were close -- can we be close again, Carly -- please? I miss the feeling of your skin against mine."

All of Carly's memories came flooding back, of toys and heated oil fuckings, lazy afternoons that seemed to go on forever, but were never long enough.  Could they be close?  Carly was almost jumping up and down with happiness.

The next words she heard from Vivian only added to that happiness.

"Bekka wants to meet you."

Carly was on Cloud Nine. She had always wanted to meet Bekka, Vivian's fiery stepdaughter, they had talked once and even  that  had got Carly's motor purring. Bekka lived a life of sensuality, she was a lingerie model and made her own money, she did as she pleased. Her affair with her stepmother was an ongoing thing and neither had secrets from the other.

"Carly?"

"Huh? Oh Vivian, don't be such a silly fool. I missed you, my darling, of course we can see each other again. Oh lord, yes, I want that and I want to meet Bekka too, most certainly!"

She could hear Vivian's happy squeal and a voice in the background. Then a husky voice came over the phone.

"Carly? Hello, it's Bekka." The woman's voice practically dripped with honey and the promise of sex. "You know what we're going to do, don't you, lover? I've wanted this for a long time, but Vivian was nervous. But I've had fantasies dear ...  lewd, depraved  fantasies ... and you and I and Viv are going to make them come true, do you understand?"

Carly was already fingerfucking herself underneath her tiny skirt, she could just see them all entwined in a sapphic trio and it was an exquisite torture. Bekka gave no doubt as to who would be running the show.

"In two days, 10 AM at the Regency. Wear something sexy, I will and so will Vivian, we'll all enjoy looking. Bye-bye baby -- think naughty thoughts."

 Think naughty thoughts ? As Carly hung up the phone and rushed to call Tally with the news, she knew that is all she would be doing for the next few days.

Natalia was thrilled for her Carly. She wanted full details, she told her, and then she expected Carly to suck her pussy and show her what the others had done to her. Carly squealed and said that sounded like a wonderfully kinky idea, and hung up.

Natalia wandered around the house and was lonely, so she went shopping. Why not, it wasn't  her  money -- she and her soon-to-be-ex hadn't settled up quite yet. In anticipation of her Daddy's return, Tally went for glamorous, sexy and decadent.

She bought 2 nice dresses because she wanted them to go out and dine as a couple. One was an almost-scandalously short black cocktail dress, very clingy, cut low in the back, but with only a tiny "peekaboo" hole at the front. Steven would love it and he'd love the long dress with the high slit, showing off her long, sexy legs. She shivered as she imagined his hands running up those legs and finding only a tiny thong, or, better yet, her bare pussy.

Shoes -- mmm, yes, why not. Strappy, high heeled sandals. One pair that matched another pair she had, the straps going halfway up the leg. Stilettos, two pair. Boots, a pair that went thigh-high and a kicky pair of GoGo boots she'd long fancied. She bought three pairs of stockings with Garterbelts and flirted shamelessly with the obviously-into-women salesgirl.

"My girlfriend loves them!" she whispered to Natalia.

"Mine does too!" she said, winking to the girl and vowing to return to this particular shop.

 Lingerie  -- oooh, lingerie, lingerie, lingerie -- was next for Natalia. She wanted something just for Daddy -- hmm, and why not -- something to wear for Carly -- ohh, and sure, why not again -- something that  both  of them could see her in when she made that happen.

The thought of seeing her strong, masculine Daddy, whom she adored above all others, fucking her dearest friend and the woman she loved above anyone else, made Natalia crazed with desire. Her Daddy had met Carly a few times and liked her, how could he not want to fuck someone as sexy and wild as Carly? He would, he just had to -- Natalia pushed negative thoughts from her head, she was obsessing again.

She hit both La Vie En Rose, using her employee discount, and La Senza, she didn't even stop to consider the costs. A new teddy or two, some sexy bras, another pair of kicky stockings she just had to have, a negligee, a corset and a basque, thongs, a black satin robe for lounging, if she wanted it, she bought it. The sales clerks in both stores were practically tripping over themselves to wait on her, and not because she was sexy [ it didn't hurt, mind you ] but because Tally dropped a bundle.

She "tallied" it up [ and laughed in her head at her own joke ] and she'd dropped nearly 4 Grand of Jim's money. She grimaced and thought,  too damned bad . If he wouldn't keep dragging this out, it wouldn't keep costing him.

Natalia smiled and realized in an odd way, she owed Jim a thank you. If he hadn't been an ass and gotten caught, she wouldn't have left him and gone home. She would not have found her one, true lover, her Daddy, her Steven.

Just the thought of her Daddy's firm, masculine body holding her close was getting her horny. Natalia knew she could have any number of men, but she was a one-man woman, Carly was unavailable and she didn't feel like chancing anything with someone new. But, she was so fucking  horny .

All the way home in her car, she kept one hand on the wheel and one hand was stroking her naked pussy underneath her mini. She was sure she broke several speed laws getting home, but she had an inspiration on the way home.

She was going to write about her Daddy in her diary. A fantasy story that she'd get turned on by writing and then she could cum. It was a fun thought!

Natalia had to rummage around to find it, it'd been over 10 years since she;d written, but she grabbed a pen and let her mind go.

 Dear Diary

He's mine now, all of him. I fucked the man I love more than any other, my beautiful Daddy, my Steven.

He's a wonderful lover -- strong and confident, he held me in his arms and made me feel safe and warm, like his daughter, but when he took me, he made me feel wanted and desired, like a whore, a slut, but all for him.

What a cock -- I gave him head and he loved it -- heeheehee, I nearly made him cum in my mouth, I am such a little nympho cockslut. Yet I love it. I want nothing more than being with my Daddy and being his cockslut for the rest of my life. When he's fucking me, I know he loves me and he's so into it, it excites me every time I think of it.

I'm his Tally -- now and forever. He may have other women, but I don't ever want another man. My time with Jim was nearly a waste, the only good thing to come out of that was my sweet Carly. More on her later.

Daddy's a creative fuck Diary, did I tell you that? We made love in the shower, he backed me up and held me and he entered me. Oh diary, when Daddy's dick is in my pussy, I am in a whole other world. I get off on every stroke and every sound our bodies make as they slap together.

I love my Daddy, my Steven. I would do anything to make him happy. And I will. If he wants to fuck my ass, I will let him drill me there, even if it hurts. But I bet it won't. Daddy would never hurt me. He loves me too much. He's addicted to my tight, horny pussy, heeheehee ...

Our picnic was just the beginning. I miss him being in our bed -- we share a room, of course, how could we not. Daddy says he loves waking up with his baby-girl nearby. I love waking him by sucking his cock and then getting on top and riding his dick. It's a good dick, my Daddy-dick and it's yummy too. I love his cum on my tongue and throat.

Jim never had the passion for me that Daddy has, nor did I for him. I have talked to Daddy every day he's been away. I hear his voice and I get moist. We have the naughtiest phone sex -- I never thought I could do that, but I get out my vibe and tease Daddy and I cum and cum and cum .....

I am horny for him now. I am his love-slave and I have no complaints. Some people would say our love is sick Diary. You know what I say to them?

FUCK OFF!

I am a consenting adult. My Daddy did not rape me. I came to him -- if anything, I attacked HIM! He didn't think we should at first, but it was our destiny. Mom's leaving, my split with Jim ... Daddy and I were meant to be lovers, fuck partners.

I think that maybe in a past life, Daddy and I were a couple. Husband and wife. Maybe he was a lord and I was his horny little mistress, ready to suck his cock and be rogered by him at his merest whim. I feel like that now. Steven can look at me with his eyes and I melt. I miss him. I want him back. Thank God for Carly.

Daddy's touring with Silvia Anders. SILVIA-FREAKING-ANDERS. He told me she is sending me a surprise. I love her writing. I bet she's sexy -- her writing is. I wonder if Daddy would fuck her? I wonder if he IS fucking her. I wouldn't mind. I want my man happy.

I worry at times -- what if I get pregnant, what about my other life. Then I stop. I won't drive myself crazy, I just won't.

If I get preggers, I will have the baby. Our child will be raised with a lot of love and Daddy is in remarkable shape. As for my other life ...

I want Daddy to know Carly. The way I do. As a lover and a wonderful person. I want to watch his beautiful cock going in and out of my baby's pussy, I love Carly so much. I want Daddy to love her. I want them to love each other. I think they will. Carly's life has been a bit chaotic, I want her to know that there are wonderful, caring, loving men in this world. Besides, I want to eat Daddy's cum out of her cunt and I want to sit on her face while Daddy fucks her and I her to sit on mine and all sorts of combos.

Am I crazy Diary, to think all of this can work. I don't think so. I think my father and I and Carly can be very happy together. We can live in love and it can overcome any obstacle.

Hurry home, Steven-Daddy. Your horny little girl is waiting.

I will sign off for now Diary, it helped to put all of this down.  

Natalia closed her Diary and got on to her old bed. She cupped her pussy mound, she was soaked and wet, just as she thought she would be. She inserted her vibe deep into her cunt and dialed Carly's number.

"Hello, my little slut. I was just thinking of you!" came Carly's voice in a dulcet tone.

"And thinking perverted thoughts?" Tally cooed.

"Of course, but with love."

"Of course." Tally blew her sister a kiss. "Love you baby, wish you were here."

Carly giggled. "I can hear the vibe. Wish I was, too."

"Listen Carly, are you doing anything this Sunday?"

Carly thought for a second, she knew that was after her meeting with Vivian and she'd be a pistol. She was having the  best  week.

"No, I'm free, but isn't Steven coming home the night before?"

Tally grinned. "That's kind-of the point. I want you to help welcome my Daddy home."

Carly pondered -- she knew all the details now and she knew what Natalia intended. Did she want to go there? She blew that thought out of her mind, she loved Tally and trusted her implicitly.

"I'd love to, darling!"

Natalia squealed in pleasure, it was all coming together. One final touch.

"Baby, go to La Vie En Rose, buy yourself something slinky and charge it to my account. Poor Daddy -- he won't be able to walk straight on Monday."