9 comments/ 168221 views/ 34 favorites Daddy's Business Ch. 01 By: mtnman2003 I married my high school sweetheart. Now, this does not mean I did not do lots of running around, especially during my younger days. Being a year older, and going to a different college, I was able to date a lot of other girls, to get a variety of experiences as they say. Being a jock all through college offered more than a fair share of dating opportunities. As I got older, I chased the ladies, and probably was more of a cad than people thought. With so much business travel, there was more than ample opportunity to chase skirts all over the country. And I caught more than a few. I slowed down my wandering ways as I matured. Or with age, the younger ladies did not respond as easily to me. I want to believe I matured and slowed down of my own volition. We lived the good life, I did both undergraduate and graduate school, attending a Top 10 graduate school, getting a consulting job with an international firm, traveled world wide to do strategic planning projects and feasibility studies for a number of companies and countries. We married just after she finished undergraduate school, I continued as a student going on to graduate school after two years of full time employment. We took residence in the suburbs of Los Angeles, living in the Seal Beach community, a half block from the beach. Young, upward mobile, life was good. After several years of hard work, we finally settled into a home close to the beach near the Palisades. It looked like we would reach the American dream, raising a family, growing old, traveling, etc. I had not planned on losing my spouse in an accident at the early age of 47. A whole new world opened up to me. Dating! I jumped in with both feet. I was more than surprised at the attitudes taken by my grown kids. They thought that a man of my means should not really be using adult sites to locate available friends. Hell, I wanted to fuck. Married, single, it was not really important to me. I thought over time, I would find that one lady, grow to like her, maybe even love her, and move forward with more traditional relationship stuff. Then it happened. At 51 years old, I had a mild heart attack. It slowed the old boy down, not out by any means, but definitely down. Dating stopped. I threw myself into my workouts now. Losing weight, strengthening the body, toning my look, a new wardrobe became a priority for me. To get me through the period after the initial attack, my oldest daughter, Sandy, age 25, came home to live with me, her roommate staying in the townhome near Denver.. She was a blessing. She quickly worked into running my house staff, setting the menu with my chef for the coming week, scheduled cleaning, yard work, etc., things I had never really even considered with my spouse. Her role, she held things on the home front together. Sandy was an athlete, strived to be the best she could be, but never made the first team so to speak. She was attractive, a lithe body, fairly tall at 5'8", dripping wet she was 140 lbs, B-cup breasts, flared hips, and a smile that could wrap Dad around her finger at the blink of an eye. She was my princess! We quickly developed our routine. She ran the house, I did what I did. I never questioned why she stayed so long after my heart attack. 3-months disappeared quickly. Sandy was still home. I enjoyed having her around the house to keep me company. I made a point to get with her during the evenings, to check in with her, go swimming in our pool, or just sit and watch a movie, or go out to very nice dinners where we had to dress the parts. It was a nice time. Now, being a hunter of females, I began to realize that Sandy had an interest in me. It was more than just "Dad" and his need to be assisted. She would give me a look, a glance, a demur smile, a coy grin, something that would puff up my chest, and engorge my cock. Or a touch. These seemed to be hardest on me, a caress of the arm, the shoulder, a back rub while watching the movie on the couch. We grew very comfortable with each other. She would lie down, place her head on my lap as we watched the movies. I rubbed her body, her arm, her hip, even sliding gently, softly over her ass. Her hands would stroke my thigh, she might plant a kiss on my leg as she rose up to a sitting position. It seemed like innocent caresses. But my mind wrote many more lines. I would masturbate late in the evening on occasion when retiring for the evening after reading stories on Lit. I selected more incest/taboo stories, creating a fantasy about my lovely daughter. In my mind, she really wanted me. And I was growing more attracted to her. I played out the scenario in my head. We could continue to dance. We could quote all the excuses why it was wrong. We could even agree that we should not move forward. But the discussion never took place. I did not want too, so why bring it up. And, what if I created the relationship in my head? What if it was not what I thought it was? We had always been close. Hugs, kisses on the lips, snuggles over the years. Nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing inappropriate. Maybe this was a continuation of those feelings of love, fatherhood, family. But you guessed it. I am writing a recap of the story here, in lit, in the incest/taboo section. On a non-descript day, a Wednesday if I remember correctly, my world with Sandy changed drastically. I had scheduled a business meeting out of the city, and would be gone for an overnight stay in Seattle. Because I was interested in Sandy acquiring an understanding of my business, I invited her to accompany me on my trip. She was, and is, an officer in my corporation. So the request of attending the meeting could be expected. We were off. We left Jeffco Airport on time, taking our family personal GV. Sandy seemed contemplative during our trip to the airport, and then was quiet on the early stage of the flight as well. "Daddy, I want to talk to you about our time in Seattle," Sandy voiced. I looked up from my paper. "Yes Baby," I replied. "We have the same last name. As far as anyone knows, you have a trophy wife," her voice trailed off looking deep into my eyes. "I want to be your wife on this trip, Daddy. No one has to know!" she continued. She hesitated, looking for my reaction. My mind raced. My heart skipped beats. My cock chubbed. My thought process short circuited. My chest tightened. My words would not come out. "My wife," I whispered. "Yes Daddy, your willing, loving wife!" she exclaimed. She moved to kneel beside my chair, her hands resting on my thigh. "I want you Daddy, to love, to kiss, to take as mine," she continued. "I know you desire me, I see your looks, the love in your eyes. I feel the sexual tension when we watch a movie. God I have wanted to caress your cock, my lips so close, yet so far. My body has wanted you, yearned for your touch, your caress. My nipples rise, firm with thoughts of you. My sex aches, moistens even now when I just think of you, making love to me," she continued. "Please Daddy, don't deny me this," she stated firmly. Her head held high, she looked deep into my eyes, searching for an answer, a confirmation. "Baby," I whispered softly. I dropped my paper to the table. I reached to place my hand on her cheek, my fingers sliding along her cheek, over her ear to the back of her neck, my fingers intertwining in her hair. I pulled my hand back slightly, cupping her cheek. She leaned against my hand as her left hand moved to cover my hand. Turning, she kissed my palm softly. I pulled her to me, resting her head on my chest, wrapping my arms around her, holding her tight. Her arms wrapped around my sides, obstructed by the chair. I held her. "Yes Baby," I said clearly. We stayed together for several more minutes. "I'll make you very happy Daddy," Sandy whispered. She stretched upwards, kissing me on my lips, this time lingering; eyes open, watching my face, my eyes for a signal. I leaned forward, capturing her mouth with mine. My tongue darted between my lips, stretching to find hers. She returned my kiss. I grabbed her arms, pulling her higher, harder against me as my kiss deepened with her. Our kiss lingered, sucking breath, her tongue into my mouth. I felt her melt, yielding to me. Releasing her arms, they quickly reached around my head, hugging me tightly. My hands slid down her body, resting on her hips. Small, gentle kisses, quick nips of her lips, my tongue dancing over her lips, we parted, our breathing deeper than before. I looked to her. Her eyes twinkled. "I knew you be a great kisser Daddy," she quipped. "I just knew it!" She started to lean back to me. I held her back gently. "Baby, my crew knows you are my daughter, so we need to be very careful on the plane" I stated objectively. "Damn!" I continued, glancing at her. I reached to her, my fingers touching her exposed skin above the top button of her blouse. My fingertips danced on her soft skin, my hand traversed over her blouse, feeling the bulging form of her tit flesh above her bra. Reaching her bra, my fingers traced along the edge, over the blouse. I stopped, sliding my fingers down, feeling for her nipple. I could feel the firmness through her bra and blouse. Her hand quickly covered my hand, pulling me flat on her tit. I squeezed firmly. A soft moan escaped her lips, her eyes closed, her head tilted back slightly. I pinched her nipple, rotating my thumb and index finger, twisting her nipple softly. Her tongue licked her lips. "Daddy, you naughty thing you" she whispered. "I will be horny for the rest of the flight!" she continued. She reached to me, her hand sliding quickly up my thigh, inside to my crotch. Being left sided, my cock was hard, reaching down my left leg. "Jesus," Sandy whispered as she stroked up my hard shaft. As she rose up, she leaned and gave me a quick kiss. "Sit Baby," I instructed her. I leaned to her leg, lifting her calf. I pulled her sandal off her foot. Turning, I placed her foot on my chair, between my legs. I started massaging her foot and leg. I slowly massaged her foot, my thumbs running up the sole of her foot, across the ball of her foot, around the outside, over the bridge of her foot, and up her ankle, over the sides of her leg, and up her calf. I repeated this again. With each movement up her leg, I placed her foot against my crotch, my hard cock firmly against the side of her foot. She massaged my cock as I massaged her leg. I got more brazen, sliding my hand higher on her leg. Putting her leg down, I moved to the front of my chair. With each pass, I slid my hand over her knee, and started sliding up her thigh, my fingertips kneading the soft flesh under her sun dress. My hands traveled higher. Sandy parted her legs slightly. My fingertips touched her panties. I retracted my hand. Stopping, I listened. Nothing. I again massaged her thigh, sliding my hands upwards again, this time riding over her edge of her panties, sliding to her middle. I snaked a finger between her lips, pushing the soft material against her clit. Her body jumped under my touch. A grunt escaped her lips. Fire reflected in her eyes. Lust enveloped us both. Sandy literally growled under her breath. "Feel how wet you have made me?" she asked. "My thong is soaked," she whispered. I stood, retreated to the galley. Calling the crew, I informed them we were going to take a quick nap, and not to be disturbed. Once confirmed, I returned to Sandy. I kneeled on the floor, pushing her sun dress up her thighs. I parted her legs, leaned down to kiss her tanned, soft flesh. Reaching underneath Sandy, I pulled her butt to the front edge of the chair. Leaning down, I moved to her crotch, pulling the sun dress over my head. I reached to her thong, pulling it aside. Her pussy's fragrance filled my nostrils. Sticking my tongue out, I moved forward, slipping my tongue into her folds, snaking it down, finding her clit. Her body jumped upwards, impaling my tongue. She tasted good. I swirled my tongue over the hard clit, mashing it against her body. Her legs rose up, over my back as she tilted her hips, opening her cunt for my mouth. "Make me cum Daddy!" Sandy whispered huskily. I sucked her clit into my mouth, my teeth grabbing her skin, holding it firmly. My tongue flicked it back and forth quickly, mashing her clit against the inside of my teeth. Her body jumped upwards, her hands reached to the back of my head, pulling me tight against her cunt. Her breathing was ragged. Small grunts, moans escaped her with each attack on her clit. I dropped lower, my tongue sliding down her wet slit. Finding her hole, I thrust my tongue deep into her body, thrusting in and out quickly. I rimmed her hole, drinking her wetness into my mouth. I moved back to her clit, again my tongue thrust over her sex button, quickly, firmly. I slid two fingers between her wet lips. Her body arched, anticipating my next thrust. Moving slowly, deliberately, I flicked my fingertips apart, back together, apart to slide along her wet slit. Finding her hole, I pushed forward hard. My fingers met resistance, her hole being tight. Slowly, her hole opened, wrapping the soft, wet flesh of her sex around my fingers as I invaded her body. As I urgently pushed into her hole, her breath escaped with the same degree of urgency. Wriggling my fingers, I pushed them completely into her body. I hesitated, licking her clit slowly, pushing it from side to side, top to bottom. Sandy opened her eyes, looking into mine. Her mouth formed a perfect O, her breathing labored. I stopped all movement. Her face reflected a dejected, puzzled look. At that instant, I withdrew my fingers, and slammed them forward again, driving them again deep into her cunt. I nipped at her clit, pulling it upwards, my tongue dancing fast over the sensitive flesh. I hammered her cunt with my fingers as I sucked her clit deep into my mouth. I ground my mouth down on her, thrusting my chin side to side, up and down along her wet slit, not releasing her clit. My tongue mashed her flesh against my teeth. Sandy grunted hard, her hips flailing upwards, thrusting to capture my face, my tongue. Her hands grabbed the arms of the chair, her fingers digging into the soft leather material. Her hips tilted. Her face contorted, lost in lust, lost in her body's desire, she inhaled deeply. Holding her breath, her ass lifted upwards several inches off the chair, grinding against my face. Seconds passed. A loud grunt, her breath exploded from her body. Her body arched higher, then flopped down hard on the chair. Her body convulsed involuntarily. Her orgasm washed over her body. I continued my assault on her clit and hole. Her hands reached to my head, stopping my movements. "Softly Daddy," she growled. "Eat me softly," she repeated. I slowed almost to a stop, my tongue very gently washing over her sex. My fingers reamed her, slowly withdrawing, even slower penetration. Her hips tilted, her thighs flexed, her cunt convulsed upwards hard, held against my tongue, then again flopped back down on the chair. A grin, a wide, satisfied grin crossed her face as she looked to me. "Mmmm," she groaned, her eyes flashing. She caressed my face, even touching her clit as my tongue danced over and around it. She pulled her fingers to her mouth, tasting her juices. Pulling my fingers out of her body, I offered them to her. She sucked my fingers into her mouth, pumping them in and out, thrusting her tongue hard over them, sucking them hard. Within seconds, my fingers had been sucked clean. Pulling back, I pulled her thong back over her mound. She reached to help me adjust the material. I sat back in my chair. Wiping my chin, I could smell her on my fingers. "Mr. Barnes," the captain called over the intercom. "We will be arriving in 20-minutes sir," he continued. "Baby, I want you to suck me for just a minute," I instructed Sandy. She moved lightning quick, dropping between my legs. She reached to my belt, opening it quickly, unzipping my pants. "Tiddy whites," she laughed as she pulled the front of my briefs down. Reaching in, she wrapped her fingers around my cock, struggled to pull him up and out in the open. She quickly freed my cock. Her eyes widened. "Daddy, you are a big man, how big is this monster?" she whispered. She stroked my shaft, pulling it to her lips. Her tongue licked the precum from his eye and head. Her mouth stretched open, her lips moving forward, her tongue swiping around the head, coating her with a layer of saliva. She pushed forward, sliding the head between her lips. Pulling off, she looked to me. "Can you cum quickly Daddy?" she inquired. "Depends if I can fuck your face, or you want to savor sucking my cock and making me cum," I replied. "If I fuck your face, I will be driving it down your throat hard and fast," I continued. "At the moment, I prefer to have you tease me for a few minutes, then finish me when we arrive at the hotel," I finished. I gently pulled her face back to my throbbing cock, pushed against her mouth, and let her engulf the head of my cock again. "Get used to my size Baby." I thrust forward slightly, driving more cock into her mouth. She gagged slightly. For a couple of minutes, Sandy licked my shaft, drove more cock into her mouth. She was able to impale about 7 inches into her mouth. A tear formed in the corner of her eye. My balls churned! Pulling her off, I wiped the tear away. "It's 9 ½ inches Baby," I said. "Goes with my frame don't you think?" I asked. I leaned to kiss her softly. I stood to tuck my shirt back in my pants, zipped and buckled up. I returned to my seat, buckling back into my place. "It will be a great couple of days Baby!" I exclaimed. She grinned ear to ear. "Anticipate the hotel Daddy!" she growled under her breath. "Your cock is mine!" All I could do is sit in that damn seat, looking at my baby girl, with an engorged hard on raging down my leg. I squirmed. Damn I was horny. She watched me, licking her lips seductively. She knew she was teasing me, and played it to the hilt. After landing, she even squeezed my ass as I stood to exit the plane. She was enjoying herself immensely. We walked briskly to the car sent to pick us up and deliver us to the hotel. Once I told the driver the itinerary, we were off for the ride to the hotel. "I can't wait Daddy," Sandy said. "I want it now!" Sandy nearly raped me on the way, grabbing my cock as we sped off. Opening my pants with an urgency I had not seen from her, she literally impaled her face on my cock. My hips bucked, my ass cheeks flexing to drive my cock upwards, driving inches into her mouth. My focus now was to cum. All thought was lost, my raging hard on controlled my thoughts, desires, driven by lust. I pushed down on Sandy's head, driving even more cock into her face. Her throat relaxed, my cock slid completely down her soft, pliant mouth and throat. She groaned deeply, and began jamming my cock hard in and out of her mouth and throat. Her cheeks hallowed when she pulled up, sucking my meat hard, draining any precum from my balls. Watching my face, she would twirl her tongue around the head, jab it's eye with her tongue, pump the shaft hard with her petite hands, tilt her face toward my crotch, and jam her face quickly down my shaft, swallowing every fucking inch of my massive cock. My ball ached. I thrust against her face, humped hard into her mouth. My balls churned, I humped faster. I pulled her head down, driving my cock deeper into her mouth. Her lips suctioned me, humping me. Her hand milked my balls, rolling them, squeezing them firmly. And then the switch flipped. Grunting hard, I jammed my cock upwards, forcing her to accept my cock deep. My balls squeezed, convulsing, sending seed into my shaft. Spasms, muscles forcing my cum up my tubes, grabbed by her sucking mouth, exploded into her throat. Spurt after spurt, I flooded her mouth and throat. Colors flashed behind my tightly clenched eye lids. And she kept sucking, drawing my fluids up, draining my balls. A drop trickled on the side of my shaft. Sliding back down, she inhaled it, sucking firmly, drawing my deflating cock again deep into her mouth. Daddy's Business Ch. 01 I opened my eyes. She watched me. Her arm was under her body, she tensed, and jammed my cock again deep into her mouth. Her body convulsed, her hips grinding against her small hand as her fingers massaged her clit. She pulled up off my cock, her arm reaching around my neck as she pressed herself against me. "Tell me Daddy. Tell me you want to fuck my cunt! Daddy, I'm so fucking hot! Jesus Daddy, I want your cock!" she whispered in my ear. "Stick it in me Daddy!" she grunted as she moved up to straddle my lap. Semi flaccid, she guided my cock to her cunt, sliding the head between her wet lips. She ground her body against me. Fire raged from her eyes. Her face reflected pure lust. Eyes closing, she ground her cunt on my cock. The head slipped into her hole. Rigidity flooded my cock instantly. I reached to her cheeks, pulling her hard toward my expanding cock. Inches slid into her wet, velvet hole. Her hips arched backwards, pulling off my cock. A thrust forward of her hips drove more cock into her body. A muffled scream erupted from her as she thrust hard on my hard cock, driving her body completely down on my shaft. She ground her hips hard on my body. Leaning back, she clasped her hands behind my neck, and started bouncing on my rigid cock. I reached to her tits, massaging them roughly, pinching, pulling, twisting her nipples. She slammed her cunt up and down my shaft, grinding each time she buried me deep in her body. A big grin spread across her lovely face. "I love you Daddy!" she almost shouted. "Fuck me hard!" she continued. I pulled her hips down hard, forcing every inch into her tight, wet hole. I held her down, my balls exploding. "Feel me Baby," I whispered, my cock spewing forth several more gobs of cum into her body. Her cunt squeezed my cock hard, her muscles pulling every drop of fluid up, out, and into her body. She collapsed on my chest, snuggling tight against me. I had to catch my breath. Slowly, our breathing returned to normal. "Sir," the driver called. "5-minutes sir," he continued. "Baby, I am going to fuck your brains out tonight!" I whispered to Sandy, kissing her quickly on the mouth. "Now, off me!" As we exited the car, I swatted her hard ass. I saw her give the driver a coy look, her finger tracing along her lips as her tongue snaked out to touch it. Shaking his head, he nodded at me, and grinning ear-to-ear. "Enjoyed driving you and the missus sir," he quipped. I looked forward to more adventures with my Baby! As I checked in, I made sure Mr. and Ms. Barnes got a suite with a king sized bed. Daddy's Business Ch. 02 We had arrived at the hotel, checked in, and were in the elevator toward my penthouse suite. Sandy had a Cheshire cat look on her face. Her mind was racing. We rode to our floor without a mere utterance from either of us. The bellhop lead the way down the hall to our room. Opening the door, the bellhop allowed us to enter the room, Sandy leading the way. A quick survey of the room, nodding her approval, she jumped to me, threw her arms around my neck exclaiming "Oh honey, it will be such fun here!" I gave her a quick kiss, pushed her away as I reached to find a fiver for the bellhop. Within seconds of the door closing, Sandy grabbed me by the belt, leading me to the bedroom. "What time is our meeting Daddy?" she asked. "We have a dinner meeting scheduled, so we have about 4-hours," I replied. "Just enough time," she purred. Reaching the bed, she turned to me, tugging on my belt. Slowly, deliberately, she opened my belt, reached to unfasten my pants, pushing them down to my ankles. Reaching to my shirt, she slowly, seductively, painstakingly unbuttoned each button, opening my shirt, caressing my chest with her nails as she pushed back the shirt, dropping it off my shoulders. She leaned to suck my man nipple into her mouth, lightly biting on my firm flesh as her hand caressed my other one. She growled under her breath. Gently, she pushed me back a half step, my legs pinned against the bed. I bent at the knees, sitting on the edge of the bed. She towered over me. Grasping my head firmly, she pulled my face forward, slightly arching her mound to my mouth. She humped playfully on my lips. I started to slide my hand up her inner thigh toward her steaming pussy. Her soft skin glided under my fingertips, my destination drawing closer. I could smell her, her moistness filling my nostrils with her feminine scent. My cock chubbed in my briefs, growing longer, filling the veins with blood, engorging, growing firm. She pulled her sundress upwards, only her thong covered her mons, her sex outlined through the tight material. Her lips puffed the material, engorged with her blood. Ripe, yielding, her body arched to me. My tongue reached to feel her thigh, the junction between her mound and leg. I licked softly, caressing each square inch of flesh offered to me. I moved to her center, my tongue pushing the thin material of her thong between her lips, searching for her clit. Splaying her legs, opening her cunt to me, she almost sat on the bridge of my nose. Her cunt perched on my mouth. My tongue pushed the material back and forth in the slit of her pussy. I could feel the wetness soaking her thong. "Back Daddy, lay down," Sandy instructed. Laying back, she bent to my feet. Quickly, efficiently, she removed my shoes, socks, and pulled my dockers off my legs. "Move up Daddy," she breathed huskily. I quickly slid my body upwards, resting on the pillows. Sandy moved to the side of the bed, slowly moving her hands up her body, caressing her flesh through her clothes, lifting, squeezing her breasts, sliding down, caressing her body, slowly pulling the material of her sundress upwards, her fingers tracing the outline of her thong, her fingertip rotating over the area of her clit. I watched as her finger disappeared, the material sliding between her labia. I watched as her fingers rotated slowly, flicking her clit back and forth through the material. Her eyes flashed fire, seductively licking her lips, drawing my attention to her body. Her breathing changed, growing deeper, her lust permeating the room. Slowly, she removed the sundress. With a quick turn, she whirled, and during the spin, flung the frilly bra playfully at me. Turning on her heels, she quickly turned, spreading her feet wider, bending at the waist. Her knees locked, she rocked her ass back and forth. I could see the thin strip of thong material ride tight against her ass. Her fingers snaked up and down her thong, tugging, pulling on the material. She leaned seductively to the side, looking around her leg at me. She swiped her finger slowly along her wet thong, purposefully gathering any wetness, and slowly, tantalizing slow, moving her hand to her lips, her tongue dancing along her outstretched fingers, tasting her juices superficially. She sucked her finger into her mouth, her eyes flashing. Quickly, she reached to her waist, pulling the thong over her hips, sliding the material down her thighs several inches. She pulled the material once more, pulling it free from her muff. Her pink slit, perfectly framed by her ass, peeked back at me, her puffy lips glistening slightly. One hand pulled the material down off her thighs, raising first one foot, then the other to kick the material free. Her other hand reached deep into her crotch, her fingers raking up and down her slit. Her middle finger hesitated, making sure I was watching, wiggled over her exposed slit, and quickly slid softly between her wet lips. Rotating her finger over her clit, I could hear her juices smacking with her finger. Sandy snaked her finger up the exposed slit, reaming her wet, pink hole. Watching me, Sandy slowly slid her finger deep in her wet, velvet hole. I could see her hand, jamming more finger in her body, rotating, hammering her heavenly hole. My pole lurched to instant rigid. My hand jumped to grasp my meat, to stroke it firmly. Precum formed up on its head as I stroked from the base. Using my finger, I squashed the liquid drop, raising my finger upwards. A thin trail of liquid hung between my finger and the tip of my rigid cock. Sandy's tongue darted out of her mouth, she turned quickly to me. Leaning, her tongue darted between my finger and the tip of my cock, swiping the thin trail of precum from mid air. With one motion, she turned her mouth to me, engulfing the head of my massive cock, sucking the head into her mouth. She crawled up the bed, her hips nearing my head. I slid quickly down, pulling her with me. Grabbing her thigh, I pulled her urgently over my head. Grabbing her ass, I pulled her cunt to my dry mouth. My lips quickly found her clit, grabbing it, tugging it deep into my mouth. My hips thrust upwards, driving inches of cock into Sandy's tiny mouth. She ground her hips downwards, humping my mouth with an unbridled vengeance. My hands grabbed each globe of her ass, pulling her tight against my face. My tongue danced over her clit, mashing it firmly against my teeth, tugging it from her body, probing in hard with my tongue. I breathed her, I ate her, I tongued her, driving my tongue deep into her wet hole. My face absorbed her juices, coating my cheeks, lips, tongue. I thrashed her body, my tongue driving her to orgasm. Her body started involuntary humps against my mouth and tongue. She had to pull off my cock, suck in a deep breath, and then drive her face down hard on my cock again. I humped, offering more cock to her face, arching to drive my cock deep into her mouth and throat. My balls churned. Sandy pulled off my cock, gasping for breath. She pulled her face flat against my skin, breathing deeply, quickly. Moans erupted from her, her hips arched hard against my mouth. I focused on her clit, nipping, tugging, mashing it firmly against my teeth, but thrashing it repeatedly. Grabbing it between my teeth, I hammered her sex, driving her body quickly up the mountain. I could hardly control her hips, humping my mouth, pulling up, pulling on her flesh in my mouth. I held firmly until she thrust back down, grinding her cunt of my mouth. Her body convulsed, forcing tiny, hard, fast humps against my mouth. A scream, muffled by my cock sliding along her lips, filled the room. Arching, she drove her hips down on me, her thighs squeezing firmly along the side of my head. One more hard arch, her body exploded, her orgasm racking her body. Her hips thrust involuntarily, quickly against my mouth. She attacked my cock, driving every available inch in her mouth, down her throat. Groans, grunts, she jammed my cock deep into her face. She grabbed my balls, squeezing hard. I had to grab her hand to keep her from ripping them off my body. She face fucked my cock hard, driving, grinding herself down, sucking, lifting upwards, and driving back down. I thrust two fingers deep into her wet, slick pussy. Her body erupted again, a second orgasm racing through her body, her body screaming from deep within. I hammered her tight pussy hard! I lost all thought! I needed to fuck this beautiful specimen of flesh. I needed to feel my cock slide deep in her body. I pushed her off my face. "Sandy, fuck Daddy baby," I instructed. "Sit on me!" I whispered. Sandy moved quickly as I rolled to my back. My cock, rigid, engorged, rose majestically up from my crotch. Sandy quickly straddled me, humping my cock between our bodies, sliding her wet slit up and down my shaft. Our eyes locked! Tilting to one side, lifting up to one knee, Sandy reached down between our bodies, grabbing my rigid cock. Lifting it, she slid the head between her wet lips. Back and forth several times coated its' massive head. Positioning herself, she arched her hips, and slowly slid her body down, pressing my cock firmly against her hole. She rotated her hips slightly. The head of my cock lurched through her opening, forcing several inches into her body. She hesitated, lifted up slightly and drove back down firmly. Several more inches penetrated her body. Placing her hands flat on my chest, her nails dug into my hairy chest. Lifting again, Sandy drove back down on me. Once more, she repeated the small movements, lifting, driving back down. Now impaled on my cock, Sandy looked deeply into my eyes. "Oh fuck Daddy," Sandy whispered. She ground her body on me, out pubic bones touching, our flesh, her wetness coating us. She arched her hips forward, backwards, grinding with each thrust. A slight movement, she lifted upwards, almost pulling completely off my cock. Her eyes flashed, a grin crossed her face. With a grunt, she thrust her body downwards, slamming my cock deep into her tiny body. Our bodies slapped together, the flesh against flesh smack very audible. I thrust upwards to meet her thrust, driving every possible inch of cock into her receptive cunt. Our thrusts became rapid, hard, our bodies slapping loudly with each thrust. I grabbed her tits, my thumbs squeezing the nipples upwards hard against my fingers, rolling them back and forth as I hammered her tight pussy. I watched as my cock slid out of her hole, her lips stretching to hold me. I could almost see the rim of the head just before she would drive her body back down, gobbling each inch, grinding her cunt on my flesh. We fucked! Hard! Our breathing came in gasps, grunts, and grinds. We fucked! Harder! Time after time, we thrust together, our bodies absorbing the penetration of her flesh. Suddenly, Sandy leaned slightly forward. Arching her back, tilting her hips, she started lifting her ass upwards, pulling my cock across her clit with significant pressure. A look of lust crossed her face. "Yes," she growled. Sandy looked at me, and began driving her hips up and down several inches at a time. With each lift, she cleared 6-7 inches of cock, sliding each inch along her clit, mashing it flat between our bodies. Then, with each thrust down, she repeated sliding my cock along her wet slit, again pressing firmly on her clit as well. And the rocking motion was grinding my cock hard along her edge of her hole, making my balls churn even harder. Piston like, Sandy humped up and down on my cock. I grabbed her hips, pulling down firmly. "Daddy, wait for me," she huskily whispered. "Just give me a couple of minutes," she growled under her breath. She fucked my cock hard, driving it in and out of her body. Her juices were flooding my cock. Her breathing grew ragged. Her jaw set hard, her face tense, she humped my rigid cock. Her rocking grew harder, faster, as her body raced to orgasm. With a loud gasp, followed by several hard grunts, Sandy again erupted in orgasm. Her body tensed, driving every inch again deep, and settled down hard on my cock. As she ground her body down, I exploded , filling her pussy with my Daddy juice. Sandy lay forward, resting on my chest as my last spurts of cum filled her. She moaned a satisfied groan. I wrapped her firmly in my arms, my cock expanding and shooting deep in her body. She purred. "I feel you Daddy," she whispered. "I feel your cum in my body," she continued. We rested for a couple of hours, drifting off to sleep. I awoke to the sound of the shower. Sandy was calling. "Daddy," she sang. "I need you," she continued. I stretched, reaching to my crotch. My cock, flaccid, was sticky, Sandy's juices matting my hair. I also needed to shower. I got up quickly, and headed to join Sandy. "Hey Baby," I said as I approached the shower. "Daddy, wash my back?" she queried. "Sure Baby," I replied, stepping into the shower. I had not really noticed how our size differences appeared. I towered over my little girl. I ducked under the water, got myself wet, and slid next to her body. My cock dangled between the cheeks of her ass. Placing my hands on her hip bones, I humped against her playfully. She bent slightly, and pushed her ass back against me. I instantly forgot the shower. I pushed myself firmly against her ass, my cock growing firmer. "Damn Baby girl," I growled under my breath. I slid my crotch up and down her crack. I spread her cheeks apart, running my thumb over her puckered asshole, reaming it gently. Sandy held her breath. Grabbing my cock, I placed it against her wet hole, sliding the head around her, reaming her cunt. Semi rigid, I pushed forward slowly. Bending slightly, my cock slipped through her opening. I pulled myself flush against her backside. My cock continued to inflate, growing larger while buried in her cunt. She placed her hands on the tile of the shower wall, pushing her body back against me. "Daddy," she growled. "What's got into you?" she asked. She pushed hard against me. I grabbed a handful of hair, pulling her back gently. I pulled back, my cock now grown larger, more rigid. I pushed forward again, pulling on her hip and pulling back on her hair. "Oh fuck," she grunted, spreading her legs slightly, bending more. With the water pouring over her back, cascading down her ass, over my crotch, I grabbed both hip bones, pulling her hard against me. I spread my feet apart wide, lowering my crotch to her height. I arched back, and pulled forward hard. My hips slapped against her ass, the noise echoing off the walls of the shower tub. I ground my hips for a few seconds. I pulled back, hesitated, and slammed forward harder. My hips slapped her flesh again, the noise filling our senses. Sandy grunted loudly. "Yes Daddy!" she screamed. "Fuck me hard Daddy!" she shouted. Again, and again, I pulled back and slammed my hips forward, driving 9 ½ inches of massive cock into her petite body. Our breathing again grew ragged as I hammered her body. No cognizant thought left, only lust filled our thoughts. We fucked like demons. I wanted to rip her body apart with the power of my thrusts. Sandy absorbed each thrust with a push that drove me even deeper. As I thrust forward, Sandy would thrust her hips up and down slightly, grinding our bodies together, filling our bodies with a passion never felt before. Our ages, our relationship vanished, we became lovers, fucking our brains out, filling each others' needs. We fucked, slamming my cock deep into her body. Within minutes, my balls churned again, sending cum out of my sac, jettisoning into my shaft, and spasms spewing my cum deep into her cunt. As my balls emptied, my thrusts lost their urgency. Leaning over her, I reached under her belly, sliding my hand deep into the vee of her crotch. My fingers quickly found my target, her wet, slippery clit. Quickly, I focused her thoughts on her clit, driving her body quickly to an explosive orgasm. She came hard, her grunts filling the enclosure. Her body twitched, her knees buckled, pulling off my deflating cock, squatting to her knees. She turned quickly, sucking my cock deep into her mouth as the water cascaded over her head. I thrust my hips forward, impaling her mouth with my soft, pliable cock. She sucked any remaining drops of cum quickly into her waiting mouth. Sensitive, I had to pull her off my cock, pulling her to a standing position. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close. We rocked silently for several minutes under the warm water. "We got to eat Baby," I simply stated. She leaned back, grinned ear to ear, and nodded affirmatively. We finished our shower quickly, dressed appropriately, and rushed to our client meeting dinner. After a successful dinner, we jumped in the limo, and headed out for the evening, expecting to have drinks, and maybe get in some dancing. Our driver took us to the club of choice in Seattle. As we were seated, Sandy leaned to whisper in my ear, "Daddy, I do not have my thong on". She leaned back and smiled wickedly. I quickly, quietly, reached to her thigh, sliding my hand up her leg, quickly finding a moist, naked pussy beckoning me to play. I dipped a fingertip between her lips, withdrawing as our waitress approached. I sucked my finger into my mouth to tease my little vixen. Our waitress had a coy look on her face, even blushing slightly. Her eyes never left Sandy as she addressed us. I wondered what she observed. This situation was not missed by Sandy either. "Did she see us?" she asked. I was brazen. I wanted to publicly make my baby girl cum. I pulled her around closer to me, cutting off possible views of other tables. Leaning to Sandy, "I am going to make you cum Baby," I whispered softly. I slid my hand up her thigh, my fingers dancing over her slit. "Just enjoy this Baby," I continued. "Be quiet now!" I suggested firmly. Using my middle finger, I slipped my fingertip between her wet lips, and began a focused, firm rubbing of her engorged clit. Within minutes, Sandy was putty, her breathing labored, forced, biting her lower lip to keep her moans inside. Her body slipped down, her back arched to my fingers, her legs opened to allow me full access to her wet cunt. Her eyes closed, head back, Sandy was absorbing every flick of my fingertip, her hips mini-thrusting my fingers, begging for me to penetrate her body. Suddenly, our waitress appeared, kneeled down to one knee at the end of the table. "Don't stop," she whispered. "Finish her," she continued. "I'm blocking a sight line for you," she whispered, looking directly at me. She inhaled deeply, her eyes glazed slightly. Her tongue licked over her lips. Sandy openly stared at her as I continued to flick her wet, sensitive clit back and forth, mashing it firmly against her body. Sandy's tongue darted out, licking her lips as well. The girls stared at each other intently. My cock was again rigid. Sandy could hardly keep from moaning out loud. Her body grew rigid, tense. Her ass cheeks flexed, lifting her cunt up. Just as quickly, a deep, hard grunt escaped her, her body relaxed as her orgasm flooded through her body. She moaned softly, clamping her legs together, closing over my hand. I pulled my hand out slowly. I reached across the table to put my finger on the waitress's lips. Her tongue licked my fingers softly, deliberately. A muffled moan emanated from deep in her body. She openly stared at Sandy. Sandy watched her lick my fingers. Sandy reached to her own crotch, swiped her fingers up and down her slit, gathering juices from her wet slit. Reaching quickly, she offered her fingers to the waitress. Grasping her wrist softly, the waitress pulled Sandy's fingers deeply into her mouth, sucking them softly. Her eyes gleamed. Sandy's fingers grabbed my swollen cock under the table. "Care to join us?" asked Sandy. "I don't get off till 2," replied the waitress. "I'm Shea," she continued. Daddy's Business Ch. 02 "You like my wife?" I asked. "I like you both," she replied, glancing back and forth between us. She stood quickly. "I hope to see you," she finished, turned as was off. Daddy's Business Ch. 03 We sat, stunned. Shea had just dropped a bombshell on us. My mind was racing. I turned to look at Sandy. Eyes closed, head back, resting on the cushions of the booth, she looked contended. Her hand continued to rest on my thigh. "Daddy," she whispered, her head rising off the cushions, eyes opening as she leaned to me. "Do you suppose she is really interested in us? Both of us" she continued? She groaned softly. "I have never been with another woman," she whispered. Her eyes flashed "Daddy, can I have her," she queried? "Will you have both of us," followed quickly. Her fingers dug into my rigid cock, squeezing hard, stroking slightly. "Please Daddy," she whispered, leaning to kiss my cheek. "We don't know her from Adam," I retorted. "I don't know what we should do," I continued. I hesitated, my little brain mind racing with her suggestions. Would we dominate her? Would she be our plaything? Would she submit to our commands? God, maybe she would give her ass to me while she ate Sandy's tasty pussy. "Baby, think of the possibilities," I whispered. "I am Daddy," she replied. "Let's go for now," she whispered huskily. "I want to suck you," she finished. "Oh fuck Daddy, I need you, my pussy is aching for you!" Fire was in her eyes. "Hurry Daddy, let's go!" she said as she slid out of the booth. Passing the waitress, she stopped to say something softly to her, then headed to the main entrance. The waitress followed briskly. I watched as they disappeared into the ladies room. I stopped to pay the bill. I stood waiting for several minutes. Shea came out and headed back into the restaurant. A few seconds later, Sandy rounded the corner, headed for me. "Come on Daddy," she grinned. Existing, we crossed the parking lot, found the limo and piled in. The driver opened the smoked glass divider, asking for our plans. "Find us a view to spend a couple of hours," I instructed. The glass divider closed quickly, we were off. "Well," I asked as I reached to lock the glass divider in place. Sandy slithered across the floor, crawling between my legs. She reached for my belt, opening it quickly, grabbing the waist band, opening it as well, unzipping my pants, pulled down my tidie whities, freeing my semi-rigid cock. Wrapping her fingers around it, she flopped it forward, leaning to suck my cock to her lips. Her tongue danced over the head, her lips sealing on the soft skin, pulling more into her mouth. Dropping hard on me, she jammed several inches into her face, her tongue dancing on the underside of my cock. Her eyes open, she watched my face. She pumped up and down my shaft several times, driving more cock deeper into her mouth and throat. Finally, driving completely down my shaft, her throat reacted, forcing a slight gag from her. Involuntarily, she pulled up quickly, leaving a heavy coat of saliva on my cock. Licking the head, she slid down me again, sucking the juices back into her mouth. She pulled off me, her hands continuing to stroke my swollen shaft hard. "I pinned her against the wall in the bathroom, pressing my body up against hers," Sandy simply stated. "I kissed her softly on the mouth. I ran my hand down her body, feeling her tit, massaging it firmly. I slid my hand down to her crotch, my fingers wrapping over her mound. I squeezed her hard, grinding my palm on her mound. She arched her hips to me, her eyes stared into mine. Daddy, her tongue danced over her lips, her glazed eyes stared deeply into mine," she told me. "I leaned to kiss her again, lingering, my tongue darting between her lips, playing with her tongue. She just lay plastered against the wall, letting me manhandle her," she continued. "I asked her, are you clean?" she stated. Sandy's head bobbed down on my shaft, a groan erupted from me! Another groan came from deep in Sandy. Pulling off again, she continued with Sheas' response. "Oh God yes! she replied Daddy. Daddy, I kissed her once more. Told her we would see her at 2am," Sandy said. "I slid down her body, inhaling her smell. As I got to her crotch Daddy, I leaned to her, my mouth planted itself on her mound, my tongue pushing the material of her pants into her slit. Her hips thrust against me mouth. I stood, kissed her quickly, and told her to leave," she finished. "I primped my hair for a minute, and headed back to you," she stated. She drove my cock deep into her mouth and throat. She literally jammed her head down, completely swallowing my engorged cock. My hand grabbed the back of her head, pushing her down harder, forcing every fucking inch of cock into her face. My hips flexed, humping up against her beautiful face, her soft lips. My eyes closed, my balls straining to force my Daddy juice into my tubes to be inhaled by my petite, beautiful daughter. She pulled up abruptly. She moved quickly to remove my pants and briefs. The leather seats were almost cold against my flesh, but I moved quickly to my place. "Daddy, can I touch myself while you cum in my mouth," she asked. "Can I make myself cum Daddy," she asked softly. "Please Daddy," She again dropped down on my shaft, her cheeks hallowing, showing how hard she was sucking on my cock. Her eyes pleaded, focused on my face, looking deep into my eyes. "Yes Baby," I whispered. Her hand shot to her crotch. She lifted her skirt up, her hand flattening on her mound. I could hear her fingers as she worked them into her slit. She was wet! As she slid her fingers over her clit, a deep, guttural groan emanated from her body. Her fingers were working fast on her clit as she opened her mouth wide, licked her lips, and dropped down my shaft. I groaned! "Yes Baby, do Daddy Baby," I whispered. "Make Daddy cum honey! Make Daddy cum in you mouth Baby! Daddy wants to fill your mouth with my cum! Make Daddy," my voice trailed off. All my thought focused on my long, wide cock filling her face and throat. I pulled her hair fairly hard, jamming my cock deep into her face. She growled. Sandy ground her face down on my shaft, driving every inch deep into her mouth and throat. She worked her clit hard, her body humping her hand. With a loud grunt, Sandy came hard on her own hand. Several more flicks of her fingers, her legs moved together, clamping her crotch closed, her movement rubbing her clit between her legs. Her wet hand jumped to my cock, her fingers wiping any fluids from her around my shaft. She opened wide, driving her mouth down hard. "Yes Baby," I growled deep. My hips thrust upwards, my balls exploded, forcing my cum into my shaft, jettisoning it up and out of my long shaft. Spurt after spurt shot up my shaft, coating her mouth and throat. Sandy absorbed every shot, sucking hard, swallowing my cum, drinking, her head bobbing hard and fast on my shaft. As my cock started to deflate, Sandy slowed her bobbing, slowing my sensitivity to her mouth. She sucked hard, draining my balls of any remaining fluids. Pushing my legs wide, her mouth slid down to the patch of skin below the balls, her tongue flicking it hard back and forth. "My special place," she growled under her breath. She nipped, holding the skin for a brief second between her teeth. My hips arched. Her tongue licked toward my tight hole. My breathing stopped, my hips arched. I wanted her to ream my asshole with her tongue. She lifted my legs up, pushing them toward my chest. "Mine Daddy," she growled. Leaning to me, her tongue danced over the exposed flesh, moving tantalizing slow, moving toward my ass. I held my breath. Closer she moved. Her hand pumped my shaft. She licked back to the skin beneath my balls. Hesitating, I caught her staring at me. "Want me to," she asked inquisitively? "God yes," I grunted. She grinned ear-to-ear. A mini-second passed as her tongue jammed into my tight hole, reaming me hard. My body arched hard, opening my body to her. Her hands parted my cheeks, opening my ass for her tongue. Slowly, terribly slow now, she playfully licked my hole, her tongue softly touching, pulling away, touching again, and pulling away. She had me! "Baby," I growled. "Yes Daddy," she asked, sure of herself and the situation we were in. "Does Daddy want Baby to lick his ass? Does Daddy want Baby to put her tongue into his ass? Does Daddy want Baby," her voice halted. I felt her jam her tongue into my hole, forcing the tip to spread my tight muscle just barely. She reamed me. "Does Daddy like his ass fucked," she asked. Her finger now tapped my tight ring. Her fingertip slipped into the hole. My body jumped, pulling the fingertip free from my ass. "Daddy has never had his ass penetrated," I breathed huskily. I reached to pull her hand away. "Just play Baby," I moaned. Sandy leaned to play. For the next several minutes, she licked my tight ring, slid up to my balls, forcing one into her mouth, then the other. And back down, reaming my ass again. "Daddy, get hard," she breathed. "I want you to put that monster in my ass Daddy," she growled. My cock jumped to rigid almost instantly. Turning, Sandy moved over my legs, pulling them together beneath her. As she sat down on me, she slid my cock up and down her wet slit. Lifting up, she pushed the head between her lips, finding her wet hole. Pushing hard, she slammed her body down on my cock. Her wet, velvet soft tunnel welcomed my hard cock. She bounced a couple times, impaling her body on my cock. Putting her hands on my knees, she slammed her body up and down my shaft. Driving down hard, holding my cock deep, she started rocking her hips hard, slamming my cock against the insides of her walls. Her slit, wet, wrapped around the top of my balls as she ground her pussy on my rigid cock. Sandy lifted up, stopping in mid-air. Her fingers grasp my fully engorged cock. Taking careful aim, she placed the head on her tight hole. "Easy Daddy," she whispered. "Don't hurt me," she contined. Slowly, Sandy slid down, rotating her hips, arching, and lifting up and starting again. As she ground her hips down on me, the head of my cock popped through the tight ring, penetrating her ass. "Oh fuck," screamed Sandy. Sandy pushed down harder. More cock disappeared into her tight ass. I watched closely as she lifted up, and drove her hips back down, impaling more cock into her ass. It was the absolute tightest experience I have ever felt. Sandy began rocking her hips back and forth, grinding inch after inch into her body. As she lifted up, she literally pulled the skin on my cock up with her until the stretch limit was reached. Then, holding the head in her tight ring, she began slamming her body down, driving her ass almost completely down my shaft. With each thrust down, Sandy started grunting, groaning, her breathing coming in gasps. Leaning back over my chest, she placed her hands on the seat beside me. She began lifting her ass, pulling up my cock, and driving back down. I wanted to see us, her cunt open wide, her clit protruding, my cock, engorged, slamming into her ass. I could see it in my mind. Sandy began thrusting like I had never seen her in our limited sex life to-date. Grunting with each downward hip thrust, she slammed her ass down, my cock impaling her body. Two, three thrusts, then a tremendous grunt, and she hammered her ass down hard, slamming her ass on my hips, completely impaled, the sound of flesh smacking flesh filling the limo. And she was just started. "Daddy, oh fuck Daddy!" she screamed. "Fuck my ass, fuck my ass," she began chanting. Every so often, an guttural grunt came as she body slammed my cock, absorbing her thrust, my cock lifted high, buried deep in her ass. Reaching around her, I grabbed a firm nipple, twisting it between my thumb and finger. I reached to her cunt. My fingers quickly found her clit, engorged, puffed, and wet as hell. I began flicking her clit, mashing it against her body, my hand pushing her body down, forcing my rigid monster deep into her ass. I swear I could feel it poking through her abdomen. Our breathing became raspy, my balls built pressure to cum. Sandy was groaning now, completely lost in our sex. "Don't stop, don't stop," chanted Sandy. "Cum with me, cum with me," replaced don't stop as her chant. I could not wait. "Now Baby," I whispered, hammering my cock up, deep in her ass. "Cum for Daddy, Baby," I told her! I slammed her down on my cock, lifting my hips high. I mashed her clit hard on her body, two fingers flattening it, raking it hard. I grunted, froze in mid air, and started filling her ass with my Daddy cum. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" screamed Sandy. Sandy turned demon, sitting, grinding my cock even deeper between her globes. Her hips rocked forward and backwards hard and fast, jamming my cock deep into her bowels. She reached to her clit, stuffing two fingers into her hole, thrusting quickly in and out with each grind down on my cock. I could feel her fingers stroking in and out of her pussy through the wall separating us. No thought existed. I have never been so lost in raw, unadulterated fucking. My mind consisted of my cock, her ass as my only thoughts. I bucked her up and down on my shaft, watching her puckered ring grab and hold my slightly deflating cock. Our bodies, our flesh slapped loudly. We fucked hard! Slowly, almost painfully, Sandy lay back on my chest, my cock still buried in her ass but deflating. My hand joined hers to rub her clit gently, softly. I took charge, raking my fingertip over her exposed clit. I massaged her clit quickly, lightly to bring her to one more orgasm. It was accomplished quickly, her body humping up against my fingers. My cock popped out of her ass, her butt rested on my lap as she squeezed her legs together, my fingers lightly rubbing her hard little nub. Softly, gently, I brought her to a quick, surprising orgasm. She groaned deep in her chest, her butt cheeks flexing, lifting her hips up slightly to capture my fingers. I was drained. We lay quietly as the limo rolled onwards. I watched out the window. I could see the lights of the city. Our driver had found a tourist overlook. We parked. Sandy and I scrambled to get our clothes back on. The time passed quickly. Soon, we told the driver to return to the club. I rubbed Sandy's feet as we drove back across town. Arriving at the club, we waited for Shea to exit the building. A few minutes past 2am, she came out, hesitated looking over the parked cars. Sandy bounded out of the limo, running across the parking lot to walk Shea back. As she approached Shea, she slowed, taking her arm, turning and pointing toward the limo. They chatted for a moment, and started walking to our limo, arm in arm. Each had a bounce to their step, with grins on their faces. I noted the way they both walked, feet crossing in front of the other like I had seen models do in the past. Both trained in runway modeling I assumed. The climbed in, sitting on the sit across from me. I asked the driver to return to the hotel. After settling in, Shea spoke first. "And may I get your names," she asked. Sandy spoke up first. "Well, you met me," she blushed. "I'm Sandy. And this dear older gentleman is Rand," she continued. "Our primary home is in La Jolla, southern California," she finished. "Nice to meet you Shea," I offered. "You make an attractive offer, one we can't refuse," I continued. "Randall Archer," whispered Shea. "Nice to meet you as well," she finished. "Yes," I acknowledged. "I go by Rand to my friends," Shea grinned an infectious grin. All during our introductions, Sandy was nasty. She would open her legs slightly, then close them repeatedly. I kept finding the view of her naked pussy very stimulating. We chatted about Seattle, the constant rain, the local volcano in St. Helens, and many other mundane things. Sandy played close attention to our new guest. A light brush of her hair, a casual hand resting on her forearm, or comfortably on her thigh. Shea returned the touches in kind. "Shea," Sandy asked. "What prompted you to shield our play at the club?" she continued. "I noticed you early after your arrival, the sexual overtones to your play I guess," Shea responded. I kept looking at you out of the corner of my eye. "It was so sensual, so soft, yet so exhibitionist in nature. I was getting very horny watching the two of you," she whispered, looking at her hands fidgeting in her lap. Sandy reached to her, taking her hands. Lifting her chin, Sandy leaned to her, kissing her softly on the mouth. "When Rand pulled you back into the corner, I created many images of what you might be doing. One of the other waitresses also noticed something, but was not sure. She wanted me to go to the table to catch any inappropriate activity. As I approached, I noted your face Sandy, the look I know. So I kneeled down, hoping to protect you, and to," her voice trailed off, going completely quiet. "God what a rush, seeing your intensity, almost feeling your orgasm. And you Rand, putting your fingers to my lips. Jeesh, I almost came without touching myself. My clit ached, my body begging to be touched," she breathed softly. Turning to Sandy, "And then you did the same, coating your fingers with your juices. I literally came when I sucked your fingers into my mouth. I had to have you! The two of you! I want to share your bodies, your sex, offer mine in return," she simply stated. "Sir," the drivers voice came through the communications system. "We have arrived, Sir," he continued. Within seconds, the door opened. "Ladies, shall we," I quipped. The hour was late, nearly 3am upon our return. We passed through the lobby quickly, entered the elevator, put the card key in the slot, selected the floor, and were off to our adventure. Arriving at our suite, I opened the door for our entry. "Any food required," I asked. Neither lady heard me. "Rand, let's get a quick shower, then jump into the hottub," Sandy instructed. Taking Shea by the arm, they were off down the hall. I disappeared, going to the wine rack, selected a nice white wine, popped the cork, grabbed three glasses, and followed. I found the girls in the bathroom, already into the shower. Clothes were on the floor. I learned that Sandy had approached the shower first. Turning, she unbuttoned her blouse, dropping it on the floor. She quickly followed with her bra. When she reached to her skirt, Shea stepped to her, her eyes focused on her tits. Reaching out, she grabbed the waist band of the skirt, found the zipper, and lower the zipper slowly, letting the skirt fall to the floor. Naked underneath, her hands on her hips, Sandy stood proud of her body. Shea let a little gasp escape her lips. Shea reached to her company shirt, removing it quickly over her head. Her large breasts were held firmly in a 38C bra, lifted and separated. As I walked in, I reached behind her, unsnapped her bra, her arms clamping the sides, slowly allowing her bra to slide down, exposing her tits for our viewing. "I've never been with a woman," whispered Shea. "I've never been in a threesome," she continued. "I am soaking wet just thinking about," as Sandy stepped to her, pulled her mouth to hers, interrupting her in mid sentence. Sandy's tongue flicked openly about Shea's lips, pressing her body against her. Shea, being a couple inches taller, reached to grab Sandy's hips, pulling their crotches together. The zest of the kiss increased ten-fold. Sandy reached around Shea's head, pulling the mouths together firmly, almost forcibly. I noted how nicely their tits mashed together. They rocked against each other, slightly rolling back and forth. Shea, being slightly taller, her tits and mound were slightly above Sandy's, but Shea moved down, aligning the bodies. I lusted after these women! Parting, Sandy stepped to the shower, opened the door, reaching to turn the water on. Shea stepped to me, stretching up to kiss me. I leaned to her, sucking her lip into my mouth softly, my hands sliding up and down her naked flesh. She arched up high, sucking my tongue deep into her mouth. I kissed, feeling her body press against mine. A grunt erupted from Shea's mouth into mine, abruptly ending our kiss. Turning, her shoulders, we observed Sandy on her knees behind Shea. She had bitten Shea on the ass gently, sucking the flesh into her mouth. She was attached, sucking hard on the flesh. Within seconds, Shea would have a hicky on her ass surrounded by teeth marks. All other movement stopped until Sandy finished. Daddy's Business Ch. 03 Turning back to me, Shea began undressing me, opening my shirt, her hands flattening on my chest, running her fingers through my hair, feeling my pecs. She leaned to me, kissing me on the chest, moving to suck my man nipple into her mouth, holding it with her teeth. Her tongue danced on the hardening nipple. Her hands pushed the shirt off my arms, wrapping around my waist. Sliding them to the front, she fumbled with my belt, opening it quickly. Sandy assisted her now, unbuttoning my pants, pushing them off my hips, bending to pull my briefs down my legs as well. I kicked them off. Naked, we three stood, the ladies snuggled up against my body, our hands feeling each body, caressing. All the while, the shower poured water into the empty stall. I pushed them toward the shower. Separating, we each stepped into the shower stall. With three of us in, the shower seemed fairly small. Not much, other than a sexy washing, would get done in the shower. Sandy grabbed the shampoo, poured a small handful, then began to wash Shea's hair. Shea turned, facing away from us, her body arching, leaning her head back, her hair hanging down her back. Not long, it almost reached to her shoulder blades. Light brown, blonde streaks, her hair was quickly cleaned and rinsed. During this process, I had done the same to Sandy. Now, hair washed, they both turned to me. "Wash his hair Sandy," whispered Shea. "I want to wash his," her voice trailed. "Wash his cock and balls Shea," commanded Sandy. I stood, waiting. Her small hands grabbed the soap, flattened on my stomach, and began to slide down. My cock, chubbed firmly, jumped up, bouncing off her forearm. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft, tugging upwards, pointing the eye directly toward her. She groaned. "Make it grow Shea," Sandy continued. "Stroke it, massage his balls," she instructed. I arched to her, pushing my cock toward her body, it's head poking at her. Her hand slid down my shaft, wrapping around my balls. She played, rolling my balls in her hand. "A monstrous cock," Shea was jabbering. "It's huge," she continued. She continued to wash me as my cock swelled to full size. Sandy stepped out of the shower, grabbed towels, and began drying. "Come on, out of the shower," instructed Sandy. As Shea turned, I gave her a swat on the ass. She hesitated, turned, and gave me a wink. Sandy observed this. "Ok you two, let's go," she said laughing. "Save that play for the hottub!" We quickly headed to the hottub. Stepping in, I sank to the bottom, sitting in one of the chairs. The ladies slid into the tub, opposite of me. Not huge, the tub easily would seat 6-people, so ample room was available. The hour was getting to us. We each lay back in the tub, resting our heads on the side. We rested for several minutes. Opening my eyes, I found Sandy standing, her body draped against Shea. Standing on one leg, she lifted the other up, placing her mound directly in Shea's face. Shea had wrapped her hands around her hips, her hands clamped flat on her backside, her fingers digging into her flesh slightly. She was pulling Sandy forward. I could not see much from my vantage point, but Sandy's head was thrown back, her hips rocked forward and backward slightly. Her arms hung down her side, her hands in front of her body. I assumed that she was pulling Shea's face into her pussy, riding her mouth hard. I moved to the edge, easily lifted myself out of the tub, and sauntered around to the other side. I wanted to watch. As I approached, Sandy turned her face to me, a grin plastered on her face. "God Rand, she is eating my pussy," she grunted. Looking down, I saw Shea, the bridge of her nose visible, the rest of her face from there down, was covered by Sandy's engorged lips. Sliding up, Shea's lips wrapped around Sandy's clit, sucking it into her mouth. Sandy's body jumped as Shea thrashed her head back and forth, tugging, pulling on Sandy's clit. I moved to stand in front of Sandy. I kneeled, arching my body forward, sticking my cock in Sandy's direction. "Baby, suck me," I asked. Sandy leaned, sucked the head in quickly, and drove her face down my shaft. I reached to her, pulling her head forward gently. I humped my hips, face fucking my baby. "Good honey," I whispered. Sandy pulled off, her body rigid, her head thrown back, her hips arched forward. "Oh shit," exploded from her mouth as her body wracked with orgasm. Driving her head forward, her chin tight against her chest, her hips thrust against Shea's mouth. Shea attacked her clit with a lustful vengeance. Sandy humped her face hard, coating Shea's face with her juices. A minute passed, two maybe. Sandy pushed back from Shea, her hands on Shea's shoulders. Sandy needed to get her breath. "My turn Shea," she stated. She lifted Shea up, placing her ass on the edge of the tub. Kneeling in the water, Sandy parted Shea's legs, leaned forward, her hands, fingers parting the labia, exposing her pink, engorged clit. She leaned, quickly devouring the engorged clit. Shea's hips convulsed, flexing, lifting up to meet Sandy's sucking. Sandy slid her hand along Shea's thigh, finding her slit. Parting the lips, Sandy jammed two fingers into Shea's cunt. A loud grunt filled the room. Sandy pounded her fingers in and out of her cunt, hard and fast. Her lips did not release her hold on the engorged clit. Her teeth held firmly, her tongue mashing the clit firmly against the inside of her mouth, mashing it hard against her teeth. Shea humped against the sexual assault, her body responding rapidly to the intensity. Her body moved quickly toward orgasm. Shea lay back on the tile. She reached to me. I straddled her head, offering my cock to her open mouth. As the head penetrated her lips, I pushed forward hard. I wanted to stuff my cock deep into her face, fill her throat, and cum deep in her body. I thrust in and out quickly. She absorbed each thrust, allowing more to slide into her mouth and throat. Sandy watched me, her face attached to Shea's clit. With each thrust down Shea's throat, Sandy would jam her fingers deep into Shea's cunt. We ravaged this shared body. I hammered her face, thrusting, pulling back, and thrusting again driving my cock deep. Meanwhile, Sandy pounded her crotch flesh, her mouth thrashing back on forth on the engorged clit, her fingers thrusting in and out of the wet hole. Shea arched hard, tilting her hips to Sandy's mouth. She groaned deeply, vibrating my cock. Her body went rigid, lifting up off the deck to Sandy's mouth. Suddenly, she flopped down, her body convulsing involuntarily. She reached to pull my cock deeper into her mouth. Sandy played softly, drinking her juices as they flooded through her orgasm. Sandy groaned loudly, her lapping at Shea loud, filling my senses. My balls expanded, filling with Daddy juice. I drove my cock deep, holding firm against her mouth. My balls exploded, filling my shaft, spitting deep into her throat. Spurt after spurt jettisoned into her, each spurt swallowed without hesitation. She pulled my ass hard, driving each spurt deeper. After several spurts, I dribbled small, yet potent drips, sucked clean by Shea. Sandy continued her gentle assault on Shea's clit. As I finished filling her face and throat, Shea's hips arched again, lifting slowly, firmly higher, reaching to capture Sandy's tongue, halted, and exploded in a second orgasm. Her hips bucked wildly now, up, down, little humps, hard thrusts, and then settled, lying flat on the tile. She reached to push Sandy away. Sandy held firm, stretching her clit from her body. Teasing, she pushed back down, sucked hard, made Shea gasp as she pushed Sandy away hard. I could almost see the clit snap as it pulled from Sandy's mouth. I pulled out of Shea's mouth, my cock hanging, dangling over her mouth. Her tongue washed over my meat slowly. Her eyes closed, she was beautiful. Sandy stepped out of the tub, grabbed a towel, and headed out the door. "Bedtime,' she shouted as she existed. I reached, tweaked a brown, firm nipple standing up from Shea's firm tits. I stood, stretching, reaching for the ceiling. I moved to Shea's side, grabbing her hands, lifting her as she moved to stand. I grabbed a towel, threw it to Shea, grabbed a second one, and headed out the door. "You coming," I asked? "Absofuckinglutely," Shea growled. "We have only started!" My little brain swelled, chubbing my cock slightly. I needed sleep! Daddy's Business Ch. 04 As we trundled off to bed, I drug Shea along. She seemed not sure of herself at this moment. Rounding the corner, Sandy was in bed, fluffing the pillow. "Rand, can we put her in the middle," Sandy asked? "Sure baby," I whispered huskily. "But don't be surprised if you find me buried balls deep in her pussy soon," I offered. "My cock is growing as we speak, and I need her!" I continued. We piled into the king sized bed. Without hesitating, I moved down the bed, moved between Shea's legs, and began licking up her thighs. I knew her cunt was wet, I knew she had cum several minutes before, and would be an easy mark for another orgasm or two. And I wanted to give them to her. Before I had her ride me cowgirl. And then I wanted Sandy to sit on my face and let me eat her pussy at the same time. My cock grew harder and harder. I assaulted Shea's clit, tugging firmly, my tongue thrashing it against me teeth fast and hard. Her body squirmed under my mouth, her hands pulling my head deeper into her cunt. Her breathing was ragged, labored, her screams growing louder and louder. I glanced over to Sandy. Her eyes, glazed, watched me intently. Her hand dipped into her crotch, furiously stroking her own clit. Her other hand was pulling on her hardened nipple, twisting slowly, stretching the flesh, pulling it upwards. Letting her own nipple loose, Sandy reached to Shea, her hand cupping Shea's tit, squeezing hard. As her nipple stiffened, Sandy slid her fingers up the soft flesh, rolled the nipple between her thumb and finger, twisting, tugging. Shea's body arched, lifting her tit up, her hips tilted, legs splayed, driving her cunt to my mouth. I devoured her, sucking her juices with abandon. Seconds passed, her body tenses, rising rigid above the bed. With a convulsion upwards, her body erupted in orgasm, her hips widening, lifting, flexing to my mouth, humping my face, pushing my tongue deep into her cavern. I reamed her wet hole, pressing my thumb to her ass quickly. Her body froze, then humped down on my thumb, driving my tip through her tight ring, flopping down on the bed. Her head thrashed back and forth with each lick of her clit, her neck arched backwards as I pushed my thumb deeper into her tight orifice. Reaming her with my thumb tip, I pulled out, rose to my knees, and fisted my cock to her cunt. I swiped the head up and down through her slit, pushing gently with each pass over her open hole. I slammed forward, impaling her as she let out a guttural scream of passion. With two rapid, demanding thrusts, I was buried balls deep in her body. Her body flexed 18-inches above the bed, impaled by my monster cock. I pulled her tight against me hard, humping her body rapidly, thrashing her like a rag doll. Pulling tight against her, my thumb ran over the sensitive clit as her body lurched against me. "Shea, I want you to ride me sweetie," I instructed. I pulled out, pushing her to the side. I dropped between the girls, rolling to my back. I quickly fisted my cock, aiming straight up. "Here baby," I commanded her. She quickly straddled me, grabbed my hard cock, aimed too her open hole, and dropped her body down, sliding effortless to my body. Our bodies joined, her hips humped forward, thrust backwards, never leaving my groin. Faster, harder, her hips thrashed, grinding my cock, mashing our bodies together. Leaning to me, placing her hands on my chest, she lifted her body up, my cock pulling out, her cunt lips stretching long to hold me. Growling, she slammed her body down, and repeated her movements, I grabbed her hanging tits, twisting each nipple hard, rolling it under my thumb. Releasing a tit, I reached to Sandy, her legs clamped together, pulled up, allowing her fresh orgasm to wash over her. "Baby, sit on my face," I literally begged her. "Face Shea," I continued. Sandy scrambled quickly. Now, less than two feet apart, Sandy settled down to my waiting mouth and tongue. I wiggled my head, spreading her labia, exposing her clit. I sucked it into my mouth, clamping my teeth around it, holding it firmly in my teeth. My tongue danced over the sensitive flesh. She humped my mouth. My arms wrapped over her legs, around her back as I lifted my head to her body. I sucked her flesh into my mouth. Pulling her forward just an inch or two, I buried my tongue into her cunt, drinking her juices. Brazen, I licked along her body, reaming her ass. Her hips tilted, her body dropped down on my face, planting her ass on my mouth as she gasped loudly. Her body shuttered, quivering over my face. Pushing forward, I grabbed her clit, sucking her into my mouth, my tongue lashing her slowly, focused on her orgasm. Shea pounded my cock, driving her body hard on me, thrusting, jamming me deep. Rising, she grabbed my cock, pushed to her rectum, and settled slowly back down on me. Leaning back, she drove her body down my shaft, my cock slipping quickly into her back door. As she buried my cock into her body, Sandy moved to shove her cunt almost to my forehead. Lowering her body, she sucked Shea's clit into her mouth. Shea screamed loudly, pulling Sandy deeper into her cunt as she crammed my cock deep in her as again. Within minutes of our wanton sex, my cock expanded, exploded and shot cum deep into Shea's ass. I grabbed Sandy's clit, biting hard. At that instant, Sandy forced her clit hard into my mouth, grinding through her eruption of her own orgasm. Thought gone, she assaulted Shea's cunt, driving Shea to another orgasm as well. We fucked for several more minutes, our bodies growing very sensitive to the touch. As my cock deflated, Shea rolled to the side, lying next to us, her ass right beside Sandy. Sandy caressed her cheeks playfully, moving off my face to lay on Shea. She ground her hips against Shea, mashing her mound into the soft, white flesh. Leaning over Shea, Sandy bit her shoulder, sucking the flesh into her mouth. "I want to fuck you Shea," Sandy whispered. "I want to take you, to make you mine," she continued. "Do you want me to fuck you honey? Do you want me to bury my cock in your wet cunt?" she asked. Shea lifted her hips against Sandy, arching, relaxing, and arching again. Sandy drove her hips down with each lift from Shea. "Daddy," whispered Sandy. "Go to my suitcase, find my toy," she whispered, grinning mischievously. Moving slowly, I searched her suit case, finding a strapon toy. With a cock about 8-inches long, I tossed it to the bed. Sandy rose to her knees, and quickly fitted the cock to her body. Now, armed with a cock, Sandy swatted Shea's ass playfully. "I want you doggie baby," she instructed. "Up!" she commanded. Shea moved to her knees, lifting her ass before Sandy. Sandy moved to her, fisting her cock, pushed the cock forward until the head popped into her wet, open cunt. "Oh shit Daddy!" she breathed loudly. Grabbing Shea's hips, she pulled forward hard, driving her plastic cock into Shea's body. A glaze washed over Sandy. Her thoughts focused on fucking Shea. With an intensity not seen in my darling daughter, she began fucking Shea with reckless abandon. She hammered her, driving the cock in and out of Shea repeatedly, thrusting harder with each stoke. Both women started a guttural groan, building with each thrust, with each penetration. Shea lowered her torso, lifting her ass higher, pushing back hard against each intrusion of the cock. Sandy pulled hard on her hips, her fingers digging into the flesh. And they fuck some more. My cock grew rigid, rock hard as I watched. I moved behind Sandy, pressing against her ass. I needed to fuck her. I directed my cock to her cunt. Blocked, I hesitated. "Daddy, fuck my ass," she grunted. Spitting on my hand, I coated my cock, reached to her puckered ass, and shoved my finger through her muscle ring. I reamed my girl, quickly moving my cock to her private entrance. As she slammed forward into Shea, I slammed my hips forward, driving the head of my cock into her body. Holding position, I pushed even harder. Shea grunted loudly, Sandy groaned as my cock slid into her ass. I pulled back just slightly as Sandy started to pull back. Slamming forward, I buried my cock in her ass. Screaming, she thrust her cock into Shea's cunt harder than expected, getting a muffled scream from Shea as she buried her face in the covers of the bed. We quickly got our rhythm, moving together to penetrate, withdraw and repeat. Our intensity increase rapidly. My balls churned, my lust grew. Senseless, we fucked like unbridled demons, our lust, our desires growing toward our orgasms I plowed Sandy, repeatedly grinding my hips against her pliant ass, driving my cock into the depths of her ass. So tight, so hot, I slapped her ass, slapping harder with each thrust. Sandy reacted, driving her plastic cock deep into Shea, grunting with each thrust, pulling hard on her hips to penetrate her deep. "Yes," screamed Sandy unexpectedly. Her body convulsed, driving hard against me, thrusting her ass to my body. "Fuck me hard Daddy," she grunted as I drove my cock deep. With a passion not even dreamed since I was 18, I hammered her, driving my cock in and out of her ass fast, hard, thrusting deep. As she leaned over Shea, her hips tilted, opening her ass for me even more. I drilled her, thrusting as hard as I could, demanding my cock split her in two. Just as suddenly, my cock erupted, my orgasm catching me by surprise as I pulled her hips to me, jamming my cock deep, my hips plastered to her ass. I felt each spasm spit into her bowels, my cum jettisoned up my shaft and into her waiting body. I collapsed on her, she in turn plied against Shea. Our breathing was raspy, shallow. In a massive roll, we flopped to the side, all spooned to Shea. Closing my eyes, I absorbed the moment. My first honest to god threesome! Not expecting too, we drifted to sleep. Hours passed, morning was on us very fast. I was first to wake. Checking the clock, it was nearly 11am. I woke the girls, now facing each other, bodies pressed close. With the plastic cock still in place, Sandy looked to be drilling Shea. Shea reached to Sandy, her fingers lightly pulling her hair out of her face. Leaning to her, Shea planted a kiss on her lips, then continued to kiss down her cheek onto her neck. Seconds later, Shea had Sandy's left nipple in her mouth, her tongue working over the flesh, enticing it to harden in her mouth. Reaching slowly, Sandy pulled Shea hard against her tit flesh. Looking to me, she grinned ear to ear, licking her lips seductively. Unable to resist, I moved behind Shea, pressing my hips against her ass. My cock jumped to life, lengthening, hardening as the seconds passed. My hands probed Shea, slipping between her ass cheeks, reaching to her sex. As my fingers parted her lips over the hole, I felt her moist hole. I probed deeper, my fingertips slipping into her body, sliding up her slit. I moved back and forth quickly, spreading her juices along her slit. Each time I passed over her hole, I gathered more of her juices. Somewhat crusty, I pushed to the back, finding her tight ring. As I passed over this orifice, her body jumped. A groan erupted from inside her body, her body then pushing back against my probing finger. I spread more of her juices over the puckered hole, pushing my fingertip into her body as her tight hold spread reluctantly. I pushed the tip in and out of her body, pushing deeper with each penetration. She could not keep her focus, first biting on Sandy's nipple, then hesitating as I pushed into her body. I pushed closer, lifting my cock to her ass, slipping the head up against the underside of her cheeks, pushing between her legs. "Can I fuck your ass honey," I asked softly. "Yes," she whispered, reaching around her body to lift, spread her cheeks for me. I pushed forward, pulling my fingertip out of her body. Lifting her leg wide, she reached between her legs, grabbed my hard cock, sliding my cock up and down her soaked slit, then pushed the head toward her ass. As she reached her hole, she rotated my cock around her ring, settling slightly. "Push," she commanded. With my cock in her hand, I thrust forward, pushing hard against the muscles clenching her rectum closed. As I pushed, she pushed back, forcing the sphincter to spread, the head of my cock pushing through. As my cock slipped into her body, a deep breath of air escaped her. She thrust her hips back to me, impaling more cock into her body. I settled in, pushing, retreating, pushing, withdrawing slowly, gently. As more and more cock slid into her body, her body arched to me. By the time I was in, we were ready to move to our knees. I wanted to fuck her standing on the floor, her on her knees on the bed. I wanted to savagely fuck her, to take her, to dominate her. Pulling out, I moved to stand. "Over here Shea," I instructed. She instinctively knew, moving, whirling to me, pushing her ass open for me. Dropping to the covers, she offered her body to me. I saddled up, placed my cock to her ass, and thrust forward. Inches penetrated her quickly. "Shea, do me," Sandy implored, sliding in front of her, her cunt open, glistening from her juices. I slammed forward, driving Shea's face to Sandy's cunt. Digging my fingers in, I held her firmly, thrusting, driving, withdrawing, and repeating hard, fast. Shea lapped at Sandy, sucking her clit deep into her mouth. Sandy flopped back on the bed, absorbing Shea's tongue, lips as she devoured her sex. I watched my baby get her cunt eaten. Absorbed in the raw sex, I pounded Sheas' sweat ass harder, grinding my cock completely in her ass. With each thrust, a deep grunt erupted from Sandy as Shea nipped, flicked, and tugged on her clit. Sandy's tongue licked her lips, staring deep into my eyes. "Oh God Daddy. I'm going to cum!" she shrieked. Throwing her head back, her hips began bucking hard under Shea's mouth. Shea held on for dear life as Sandy grabbed her hair, pulling her deeper between her wet folds. "Oh fuck me baby," she grunted between guttural groans. Her eyes flashed, her mouth clenched hard, she rode her building orgasm. As she came, her body grew rigid, muscles cramping, legs clamping over Shea's ears, bucking to her mouth. A growl started deep, filling the room. I was lost. Rational thought gone, I drove my cock into Shea with the intent to pound her body to submission, to cumming on my pounding cock. Rapidly, I thrust in, out of her ass, warmth spreading over me. As my orgasm built, I pounded her harder. Watching Sandy cum on her face, I exploded into my biggest orgasm of the night. My eyes closed tightly, I pounded her, hammering her backside, spitting cum deep into her butt channel. Pulling her tight against me, I pushed my cum deep, feeling each spasm shooting more cum into her body. Her ass sucked, milked my cock, draining me, draining my balls. I thrust every drop of fluid deep as my cock shrank quickly, pulling out of her butt. I collapsed over her, drained. It took 30-mins to catch my breath, to regain some cognizant thought. Shea slept beside me, Sandy to my backside. We cuddled and slept for the next hour. About 2pm, we rolled out of bed. I was starved. I watched as the girls jumped into the shower, each washing the other. I wondered who Sandy wanted more, Shea or Daddy? I knew I was forever, but Shea was our toy here in Seattle. I knew after our shower, we would have to go shopping to buy our new toy some nice things. My cock grew. I wanted more sex. But from which one? Or both? Absofuckinglutely! Best answer I could think of at the moment.