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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Jo_Harvelle/John_Winchester, Jo_Harvelle/Bill_Harvelle, Jo_Harvelle/
      Original_Male_Character(s)
  Character:
      Jo_Harvelle, John_Winchester, Bill_Harvelle, Ellen_Harvelle
  Additional Tags:
      dubcon, Praise_Kink, Bondage, Exhibitionism, Objectification, Dirty_Talk,
      PWP, Parent/Child_Incest
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-07-29 Completed: 2014-08-04 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 6199
****** For a Quarter ******
by Requested
Summary
     When Bill is away on hunts, Ellen ties naked teenage Jo to the pool
     table in the Roadhouse with a bucket and a sign saying "Fuck this
     Hole for a Quarter." Jo quickly grows to enjoy the routine. But one
     day, Bill comes home early.
Notes
     Disclaimer: I don’t own Supernatural. I used dialogue from Masters of
     Sex episode 202 Kyrie Eleison said by Rose to Bill. Any other
     references to any other work is purely coincidental, subconscious, or
     related to the public prompt.
     Note. Some of this is pretty cheesy. Sorry. Please forgive any
     mistakes – I tried to proofread to the best of my abilities, but I
     didn’t have anyone else look over it.
     Prompt (Contains Spoilers for Fic): http://spnkink-
     meme.livejournal.com/87167.html?thread=33288063
     When Bill is away on hunts, Ellen ties naked teenage Jo to the pool
     table in the Roadhouse with a bucket and a sign saying "fuck this
     hole for a quarter." Jo may be confused/reluctant at first but grows
     to enjoy the routine. When it proves to be a popular event, Ellen
     gets a special bench for Jo to be strapped into and puts her in the
     corner with the arcade games to free up the pool table.
     Bill gets home early from a hunt with John and is shocked to find his
     daughter displayed for such use. John thinks it's great and takes a
     turn (maybe he's done it before), and Bill finds himself unexpectedly
     aroused by watching his hunting partner fuck his daughter in his bar.
     He takes her when John's done, thinking she'll never know it was him
     because she's facing the wall, but Jo sees his reflection in the
     pinball machine (or recognizes his aftershave, or whatever) and it's
     when she says "Daddy?" that Bill comes all over her.
     Would love lots of emphasis on fluids and mess and sloppy nths, Jo's
     helplessness, praise from Ellen for being a good girl, Jo's feelings
     about hearing another coin clink into the bucket. Dubcon is fine, or
     Jo can be enthusiastic from the start.
***** Daddy is Away *****
                                 For a Quarter
                            Chapter 1 Daddy is Away
God, she felt so empty. Like there was this need she couldn’t contain. Jo
needed something hot and long and she wanted someone to tell her it was OK to
want it and OK to take it. She looked around the bar. Mom, Dad and Dad’s friend
John were all looing over papers thrown all over the table. They would be busy
for a while planning their next big hunt. Jo looked at her options. There was
Jason – a middle aged family man who started hunting after his youngest
daughter was killed, Gavin – an older hunter who had partnered with her dad a
few times and Aiden – one of the youngest hunters she had ever met. Jason might
not want to fuck a guy’s daughter in his place of business. Gavin would quite
possibly tell her dad. Aiden was probably a quick fuck, but he might be able to
get it up a few times. Aiden it was then.
“Hey, Aiden. I need help lifting something in the back. Would it be possible
for you to help me? I will throw in a free beer.”
He lifted his head and gave her a quick smile after he looked her over. Jo
subtly pushed out her chest. She made sure he had an eyeful.
“Sure, darlin’. Just tell me where you need me.” He followed her to the back,
taking in the sight of her firm ass and long teen legs. As they entered the
storage room, Jo pushed Aiden up against the door. This was going to be so much
fun.
“Do you like ‘em aggressive?” she asked coyly.
“I like’m anyway I can get ‘em.” Using both hands, he pushed their pelvises
together and grounded his into hers while she threaded her hands into his short
hair and began to nip at his lips. He obediently opened his mouth. Soon their
tongues battled for dominance – she let him win and then she pulled away.
Sometimes, it was better just to give them a little taste, just to tease them a
little. Jo smirked at Aiden and removed her top. Yes, teasing works well, she
thought as her nails lightly traced the top of her bra. She appreciated the
glance he gave her bra covered breasts.
“I’m gonna have fun playin’ with those,” he said gruffly.
She gave a throaty laugh. “You are gonna have to wait – I’m gonna play with
these first.” She whispered into his ear as she cupped his balls with one hand.
Letting the other hand slide down his chest as she dropped to her knees, she
kept her eyes staring into his and a playful smile on her face. She undid his
jeans and his erection sprung out. No underwear? Kinky.
Gripping his cock with one hand, she carefully gave small licks all over the
prick to get it wet. She looked up into his eyes again. God, she loved the dark
look that men get when they think they have you. She loved it even more to
watch it fall off of their faces as they fell apart under her hands. Her hand
slid easily over the spit covered dick.
“I want you so bad. I can’t wait to feel you up inside me. I’m gonna make you
feel so good. Think about that nice, wet, hot heat and me squeezing it just
right around your big cock.” Aiden closed his eyes and Jo stuck the head in her
mouth and sucked. Slowly, Jo began to bob her head taking an inch out and two
inches in. Then she began to use her tongue to press up against the underside
of the shaft. As she bobbed, it would slide over the large under vein.
“Oh, God!” Aiden nearly screamed. He dug his fingers into her hair and pulled
her farther onto his cock. Gagging, Jo tapped on his legs quickly. He released
her immediately. “Oh, God, I’m sorry.”
Coughing, she replied, “It’s ok. Wasn’t expecting that.” She kissed the right
thigh. “Want to try again?”
He laughed. “I don’t think I can handle a mouth like yours. Why don’t you get
up here and let me pound you into next week?”
Jo smiled and stripped her pants off, “Are you sure you can handle me at all?”
As she was removing her thong, the duo heard a distinct click of a shot gun.
“Now, I don’t think that is going to be happening at all. Aiden, was it? Why
don’t you get the fuck out of my bar and if I ever see you again…” Ellen
trailed off. Aiden instantly removed his hands from Jo and in what must have
been the fastest time ever zipped himself up and ran out of the storage door.
“And you, young lady, what the hell are you thinking?” Oh, God. Her mom had
seen. Her cheeks flooded with embarrassment. She didn’t know what was worse her
mom knowing or the fact that Aiden hadn’t satisfied the urge.
“Mom,” she began, but she stopped. She just looked at Ellen lost.
“Forget it. We will be discussing this later. Get up stairs to your room right
now or so help me, I will be telling your father what has been going on.”
                                  o . o . o .
A sharp knock came from the other side of her door. God. She really didn’t want
to do this. She just wanted to go pick a guy out, fuck him and then get on with
her life.
“Come in.”
“So, John and your dad left. They should be back in a week or two.” Ellen
paused. “Really, Aiden? You couldn’t have at least picked a guy with decent
brains? Or maybe even someone who is out of this life?”
“I didn’t want Aiden for the company, Mom. I just wanted him to take care of
the urge for a little bit.”
“What to explain that a little bit?”
"It's like there's a dark thing inside of me starving and every time I think
about a boy or a man I can't stop till I have it. It's like no matter what my
brain says, this other part. It's like, it's like, it's against me. It just
wants and when it wants everything else just ... goes away." She had never told
anyone about this. Her stomach felt like it was in knots. Jo looked up at her
mom from the bed.
Ellen’s face softened. “Huh, your grandma was like that. Don’t worry, baby.
We’ll take care of it. Wash your face and come on down to the bar.”
                                  o . o . o .
When Jo got down to the bar, there was quite a few regulars drinking and having
a good time. Ellen was standing by a cleared pool table in the side room. Jo
felt nervous like she had swallowed a whole kaleidoscope of butterflies.
“You still feeling alright?”
“Yeah, mom, I’m fine.”
“Ok, honey, strip.” Wait – what?
“Here?” She looked around nervous and scared. There were hunters she had known
since she was a little girl sitting in the room next door having a few beers.
How could her mom want her to do that here?
“Joanna, do as I say or there will be consequences.” Jo nodded and removed her
top. As she started to remove her bra, she noticed that the talking in the
other room had stopped. God, did she want to look over and see them looking at
her? Maybe. She dropped her bra on the ground. A few nasty comments were called
out and a few cheers lingered in the air. She dropped her pants and exposed her
bare ass to the crowd behind her. No underwear.
“Looks like your little girl is a bit nasty, Ellen,” a man called from the bar.
Jo’s face got real red.
“They get in the way,” she said as she looked at the ground. The men in the bar
started to crowd the entry way into the backroom – looking at Jo and trying to
figure what was going on.
“It’s ok, it will be better real soon,” Ellen said as she laid a comforting
hand on Jo. Jo looked up at her mom and felt a something wrap around her wrist.
Her eyes widened. Handcuffs?
“Mom, what are you doing?” Ellen ignored her and placed another handcuff on her
other wrist. She pushed Jo almost onto the pool table and bent her over it. She
finished tying Jo down with her arms spread so that she couldn’t lift her upper
body more than a few inches.
“Gavin, give me that spreader, will you?” Gavin stepped forward and picked up a
spreader that had been placed on the side of the room. Together, they spread
and locked Jo’s feet up.
“Mom? I don’t get it. How is this supposed to help me? Mom?” Ellen just patted
Jo’s shoulder.
“It will be ok. We are just going to feed that urge until you don’t have it
anymore.” She lovingly told Jo. “Would you like to go first? This ride only
costs a quarter.” A quarter? Her mom was giving her away for a quarter? Jo
stilled her struggles as a rough hand began to pat her ass. The urge from
earlier was back with a vengeance.
“Huh, haven’t even started yet and she is leaking like a facet,” Gavin said. He
placed one finger inside of her. She wanted more, but wasn’t sure she wanted to
do it here in front of everyone.
“Please,” Jo said as she wiggled her ass. Was she begging to be let go? Or
begging for more?
“Everybody, listen up. You can all get your turn if you wait. There will be no
taking her anywhere and only one at a time. Other than that, boys, enjoy your
new bar bitch.” As Ellen left to go take drink orders, Gavin stuck another
finger inside Jo.
“You are just the prettiest thing I have seen in a long time,” Gavin whispered
in her ear as he leaned over her. She couldn’t help but clench her inner
muscles at the praise. “I love how wet you are for me. Do you think this slutty
hole can take all of me right now?”
“No, no, you need to stretch me out first. You have to –“ Gavin popped the head
of his cock in Jo’s slick hole.
“Well, you feel pretty loose to me.” The boys watching the show laughed. He
continued, “I want you to tell me all the dirty little things you do when you
are sitting up in your room by yourself. Do you fuck yourself? Is that why this
hole is so damn loose? Or do you prefer a real cock?” As he spoke, he moved
himself so he was balls deep in the little girl in front of him. Jo was moaning
so loud.
Another man came up to the side of the pool table. He grabbed Jo’s cuffed hand
and placed it on his crotch. Jo could feel the hardness just underneath the
stiff denim. She turned her head to look up at him. She didn’t recognize him.
“I bet you need more than one man to satisfy you. Come on, rub me a little bit
and I will make you feel so good.” Forgetting that there was a crowd of guys
waiting for their turn, Jo nodded and began to pet him through his jeans. Soon,
he had dropped his pants around his knees as Jo wrapped her little hand around
his cock. She rubbed him and put a slight twist on the end.
Gavin was going to town right behind her. She could feel every thrust of the
older hunter. His hand lightly slapped her ass. She couldn’t stop herself, she
clenched as tightly as she could. Sweat and precome ran down her leg. Dirty.
She was so dirty and she loved it. It didn’t matter 10 minutes ago, this was
the last place she wanted to be. But now? She felt so full. The itch was
finally being scratched. Relief was on its way.
“Can you do another one, sexy?” Another hunter asked near her other hand. This
one she recognized – Kyle. Without answering, Jo began to pet the new guy,
rubbing the old one at the same time. Unfortunately, it was hard to both –
sorta like patty your head and rubbing your tummy.
“Come’on, I thought you were a good slut.” She looked right up into his eyes
with a frown on her face. Almost ripping his prick from his pants, she began to
rub both at the same time. Gavin was losing his rhythm and was beginning to
pick up pace. Soon she was going to be so sated. She gripped the cocks in her
hand.
“Fuck. That’s how you handle a cock,” Kyle almost scream. The other guy
laughed.
“Well, I’ll be. I thought you would be having a hard time with just one, but
you can handle yourself just fine. Looks like we don’t need the only one person
at a time rule after all,” Ellen said as she caressed Jo’s back. When had she
come back to check in? Should Jo be worried he mom was praising her for acting
like a total whore? Ellen had brought in a steel bucket with a sign that read,
“Fuck this Hole for a Quarter.” She placed the bucket down at Jo’s feet. Jo
struggled to get a look at her mom.
“Keep going, honey. Show ‘em what a good girl you are. How you were just made
to take their cock.” With one last pat, Ellen walked off. Gavin was losing his
breath. Forget Aiden, she should have gone after him earlier today. He had
stamina. He began to pick up even more speed, ramming her into the pool table.
The man with the first hand job gently pried her hand off. He walked around the
corner of the pool table so that he was facing Jo straight on.
“I am going to fill you up so good.” Gavin gruffly stated taking her attention
off of the man in front of her.
“No, you gotta take it out. I’m not on the pill.” She felt a warmth in her
lower region. Fuck. He stilled and caught his breath. The man standing before
watched the pair of them – it seemed to Jo he was getting off on Gavin coming
inside of her. Come sprayed her face. She could feel it dripping into her mouth
as she gasped. She licked the salty, bitter fluid around her lips. He petted
her head once and then gave her a quick kiss as Gavin was finally starting to
detangle himself from her.
Before he had even finished pulling out, Jo heard a clink in the bucket.
Another one? Already? She bit her lip. She wasn’t sure if she should be scared
or happy. She was so close to coming. The new stranger didn’t say anything and
she couldn’t see who it was from this position. She felt him enter her though.
God, he didn’t go slow – just bottomed out in her. Hands gripped her hips and
held them about an inch or two off of the table. Then the pounding started.
Jo was seeing stars. She couldn’t focus on anything. She wasn’t sure where Kyle
or the other man had gone – all she knew was there was some stranger riding the
life out of her. Suddenly there was two hands petting her hair and drawing her
attention back to a man in front of her – Gavin.
“Why don’t you clean me up, darling?” Jo obediently opened her mouth and gave
his dirty cock small kitten licks. Before she could put his smelly cock in her
mouth, her head was thrown back as she arched up and let out a moan. A deep
laugh came from behind her. It was possessive and proud – the type of thing to
say, ‘look boys, I did that.’ The same voice from behind her said, “I bet if I
keep going, I can get you to squirt.”
Jo moaned. There were still a group of hunters waiting after this guy finished.
She was going to be a raw nerve.
                                  o . o . o .
By the time the bar had closed, Jo was so exhausted she was nearly catatonic.
Beer bottles were scattered all around her. The one or two that had been placed
on her back had spilt leaving her a mess of sweat, beer and come. All of the
hunters but one had left. As Ellen cleaned up the bar, he kneeled next to Jo.
Soft licks were placed near her messy pussy. He was slowly removing the mess
the others had left.
“You are so dirty, angel. I’m gonna suck all of those juices out of you, just
so I can come back tonight and fill you all up again. You gonna stay a clean
girl for me until then?” She moaned. “I don’t believe you.” With that, he suck
his tongue into the come filled hole, loudly slurping the mess from the
numerous men who had used her that night.
“Hey, Phil,” Ellen came up behind them. “I gotta close up and get her to bed.”
He sucked a glob of come out, got up and fed it to Jo.
“Sure thing, Ellen. This was a great idea. I’m going to tell all my buddies so
they can try her out. Maybe make a night of it with the guys.” He waved as he
left. First, she removed the spreader bar and then she uncuffed her wrists. All
the while singing praises about what a good girl Jo had been, how her daddy
would have been so proud of her, and how she is growing into quite the woman.
She lightly washed her daughter off with an old wet rag and then carried her to
bed.
As she was turning out the lights, she told Jo, “It’s going to be an even
better day tomorrow. We will keep that pussy working until it is completely
sated forever.”
***** Daddy Comes Home *****
Chapter Notes
     Thank you so much for all the views and kudos!! Hope you enjoy.
                                 For a Quarter
                          Chapter 2 Daddy Comes Homes
It had been months since this little activity had started. Jo couldn’t get
enough of it. She couldn’t wait for the nights like these when Daddy was out of
town and she had tons of customers all to herself. Jo was currently tied to a
sex bench near the pool table. She could feel the hunter behind her coming
undone. It wouldn’t be much longer.
He felt so good. She could feel the tip of his head brushing against her g-spot
as he pulled back. It almost felt as good as when he thrust back in. His balls
felt even more swollen than before. She could feel them smack against her ass
as the hunter slowly lost his rhythm and just focused on speed. She clenched
down as hard as she could and felt a sloppy mess gush out of her.
“Fuck,” the older man cursed as he added to the mess inside of her. His hips
stilled and a hand began to rub her back. “Baby, I love messing up this filthy
cunt even more.”
He slowly removed himself from Jo and pulled his pants back up. His hands
spread her well used hole to look at the mess that was left. “And I always
appreciate the view.”
Jo heard a clink in the bucket. A gruff voice asked, “Hey Joe, do you mind if I
give this little girl a go?”
“Sure, man, be my guest.” The previous hunter said in almost a breathy voice.
Fingers began to rub her clit. God, yes. She loved it when they played with her
magic button. Suddenly, the fingers were gone. She felt a breath down there.
Was he going to lick her? Typically, only Phil got off on eating out of her.
She moaned at the thought. But it wasn’t a tongue that touched her next. The
fingers stuck themselves into her sloppy pussy and coated themselves in how
many guys’ mess? 6? 7? She had lost count.
The come coated fingers were back on her clit like they had never left. But
this time, they were rubbing in circles around the nub, faster and harder. So
much harder. They left the button and began to trace around her inner lips
spreading the mess. She whimpered at the loss and heard a chuckle in return. He
was freaking playing with her. She wiggled her hips and groaned. In
retaliation, his fingers pinched the clit. Shit! Then they rubbed it nicely and
finally that delicious pressure was back. She was going to . . . was going to .
. . there! Fuck.
“Keep going! Keep going! Oh, God. Right there. Please fuck me. Oh, please fill
me up. Yes!” The hand was gone, but another harder pressure entered her. She
felt her inner muscles burn from stretching around that prick. Oh fuck, she had
been so used, it has been a while since she could feel that amazing, delicious
feeling. He must be huge. She almost wished she could see his face just to beg
him to come back and do this again and again.
“You like that, sweetheart?”
“Yes, please more. I’ll be your good girl if you just give me more,” Jo
couldn’t help but beg. His hips changed angles. It was suddenly sliding on her
top inner wall. She could feel every inch.
“I bet you are always a good girl, huh? You’re a good girl for Ellen? For Joey?
For me? For your daddy?” Jo flung her head back as much as she could. She tried
to move her hips back and forth as much as possible. She was a very good girl.
And he was a very dirty boy. As he continued to pound her, his hand was brought
back to her spot. Fuck, she was going to come again before he did.
“Maybe you’re not such a good girl after all, maybe you are a little dirty girl
for Daddy, huh? Come on, tell me how hot you are for Daddy. How you just need
to be plugged by Daddy.” That shouldn’t be as hot as it was. He thrust harder
and harder each time he said Daddy.
“I’m so hot for Daddy. I want Daddy to touch my little clit and pinch my
nipples. I want to climb on top of him and make him come so hard he won’t be
able to walk straight until next week. I want him to use me as his little sex
toy all night long!” There was a ruffling noise behind her and the man pulled
out. The bar got very silent. A small clink was heard – another coin. But the
man hadn’t finished. Why wasn’t he finishing?
“Hey? Sir?” Jo was confused and maybe a little scared. Did she go too far with
the dirty talk? She thought he seemed really into the whole Daddy thing. She
knew she was. And what was with her new customer? Why didn’t the new comer want
to touch her? Had she done something wrong?
“Ouch!” A hand slapped her rear just hard enough to sting. It was followed by
another four quick spankings. There was a pause – then two hands were on her
rear end massaging the red cheeks. They began to spread them wide and close
them – almost like they were playing peek-a-boo with her wet hole. She was
thoroughly confused and a little pissed off. She had been so freaking close to
coming before the other man had stopped. Maybe this new guy just needed to be
in the mood?
“I think I love it when you spank me. It makes me all horny and wet to know
that a man like you knows how to treat a naughty girl like me. But I bet I can
be your good girl if you let me. What do you want me to do to you? I’ll make
you feel so good you explode.” Jo asked as she wiggled her ass against the
rough hands. There wasn’t a verbal reply, but the hands moved to her pussy. One
hand spread her outer lips and the other began to fill up her vagina. His
bulging pants barely brushed against her backside. Maybe her new client just
needed a few commands?
“I love the way you are filling me up with your hands. I think that the only
thing that would fill me up better would be that thick cock I can feel in your
pants. Your penis is going to feel so incredible pressed up against me.” There
was a groan and the hands were gone.
The guy must have agreed with her because she felt a zipper open up and the new
comer’s pants being pushed down. As the guy pressed into her, she heard his
breathing deepen. His hands gripped the sides of her hips hard, but he made no
move to fuck her. She continued, “Look how ready I am. Don’t you want to put
your cock in me and pound me –hard?”
He man plunged his hips forward with so much force the bench moved forward an
inch. Fuck. That was what Jo wanted. “Do you like it? You like that wet pussy?
Tell me --- no, show me how much you love it. Make me scream.”
She could feel the cock in her pulsing, thrusting, and wiggling back and forth,
up and down. It seemed to be trying to touch every inch up inside of her all at
once. Forget the other guy – she wanted to get the name of this one and beg him
to come back every night and fill her like this. Or both of them could.
Together. Yeah, that was a perfect idea. Fuck, that would be so hot.
                                   o . o . o
Bill and John sat in the truck outside the Roadhouse. Bill stared at the light
from the Roadhouse bleeding into the darkness. They had just gotten home a week
early from what should have been a three week trip. Bill reflected on the
conversation he and John had shared on the way back. He wasn’t quite sure if he
should deck the guy or thank him for telling him what had been going on behind
his back. What the hell was he supposed to do?
“You ready?” John grunted. No, Bill wasn’t ready. He was thinking he was going
to kill Ellen . . . and every damn hunter who touched his baby girl.
“No, but let’s do this anyways.” The duo exited the truck and walked into the
bar. God, that sounds like a bad joke. Two hunters walk into a bar and say to
the bartender – what? What the hell is he going to say to his wife? ‘How could
you?’ doesn’t seem to cover it.
When they first entered the bar, no one really reacted to their presents. This
might be due to the fact that Bill was wearing a coat, hat and sunglasses.
Yeah, he blended right in. Eventually people started to point. He saw when it
got Ellen’s attention. She paled and hurried over.
“It’s not what you think,” she explained. Really? How the fuck does she know
what he was thinking when he can’t even decide for himself. He didn’t want to
talk to her. He made his way over to the entryway of the side room. Joey was
going to town on his baby girl. Red. He was seeing red.
“Fuck,” the older man cursed as he came. “Baby, I love messing up this filthy
cunt even more.” That was fucking it. Bill moved forward, but both John and
Ellen grabbed his shoulders.
“Look at your baby girl, Billy. Take a good long look at her,” John whispered
into his ear. Jo was bent over a sex bench and tied down. God, she couldn’t
even leave if she wanted to. But she didn’t sound like she wanted to leave. She
sounded like she was having a fuckin’ good time. John suddenly left his side
and headed towards that bastard Old Joe who was spreading his baby girl’s
gushing cunt. At least, John was on his side. Bill was going to enjoy watching
John beat that asshole into next week.
John threw a quarter in the bucket. What the fuck? John couldn’t really think
he was going to let him fuck his little girl. He made a move to go beat both of
their asses, but Ellen still had his arms held tightly against his back. His
gruff voice asked, “Hey Joe, do you mind if I give this little girl a go?”
“Sure, man, be my guest,” he replied like Jo was his to give away. John didn’t
waste any time rubbing Jo. Jo must have liked it because she was panting and
moaning.
“Just look at your baby, honey. She’s enjoying this. Hell, she needs this,”
Ellen basically plead into his ear. Almost as if he was inspecting it, John
knelt beside Jo’s ass. Bill couldn’t see what was going on; his head and body
blocked the view. But whatever he was doing, Jo was well on her way to
screaming out her pleasure. He felt himself harden. It was understandable; she
looked like a young Ellen, back before Joanna was born. Soon, she was coming-
panting and moaning like a bitch in heat. But John shouldn’t be the one doing
that to her. If she needed help, she should have come to him. Come to him? Bill
watched the scene. Yes, he was a sick old man. He wanted to be the one pounding
into her like that.
Without stopping, John turned to look at Bill. He smirked at him and asked Jo,
“You like that, sweetheart?”
“Yes, please more. I’ll be your good girl if you just give me more,” Jo begged.
It was so hot. John leaned forward, completely changing the angle and began to
drive his hips down. If that wasn’t the hottest thing he ever saw . . . He
still wanted to punch the smirk off of John’s face.
“I bet you are always a good girl, huh? You’re a good girl for Ellen? For Joey?
For me? For your daddy?” John continued, still looking at Bill. Jo flung her
head back as much as she could. What was he playing at here?
“Maybe you’re not such a good girl after all, maybe you are a little dirty girl
for Daddy, huh? Come on, tell me how hot you are for Daddy.” That was too hot.
He tried once again to get loose.
“Ellen, let me go – now. I’m not playing around.” He could finally feel his
arms again, but it really didn’t matter. He was transfixed by the sight of Jo
begging for her Daddy. Well, screw you, John. He was Jo’s only Daddy. Go fuck
your own kids. He somehow silently made his way over to the duo.
“I’m so hot for Daddy. I want Daddy to touch my little clit and pinch my
nipples. I want to climb on top of him and make him come so hard he won’t be
able to walk straight until next week. I want him to use me as his little sex
toy all night long!” John smiled at him and gestured a hand over his little
girl. Do you want this? He asked. God, yes, he wanted that. He threw off his
hat, coat and shades. His pants were undone, but not lowered before he could
think. Meanwhile, John had removed himself from Jo. His cock stood erect and
glistening with come as he watched Bill. People who hadn’t noticed him before
stopped talking. All eyes were on him.
“Hey? Sir?” She was waiting. But did he really want to do this? And do it in
front of everyone? There was no going back. Well, actually, it wasn’t like Jo
would even know. She couldn’t see him from the position she was in. He watched
her wiggle around as much as possible on the bench. God, she was a dirty little
girl. She should have waited for him. He rapidly brought his hand down 5 times,
just to show her who her real Daddy was.
Her butt was tinged just a little pink. He needed to touch her, so he put his
hands on the smooth globes and gently pressed them together and apart. Jo was a
mess down there. How many guys had she let use her? Could he really do this to
her as well? He didn’t think he could, not matter how much he wanted to. He
took his hands off.
“I think I love it when you spank me. It makes me all horny and wet to know
that a man like you knows how to treat a naughty girl like me. But I bet I can
be your good girl if you let me. What do you want me to do to you? I’ll make
you feel so good you explode.” Jo asked as she wiggled her ass against the
rough hands. He couldn’t respond to her verbally; she would know. She would
know that her daddy was just as sick as every man here and she would know that
she was irresistible. God, she was sexy. He spread her southern lips and stuck
two fingers in the hole. Three fingers. Four. He was so hard.
“I love the way you are filling me up with your hands. I think that the only
thing that would fill me up better would be that thick cock I can feel in your
pants. Your penis is going to feel so incredible pressed up against me.” Shit!
He could never deny his little girl anything. He lowered his zipper even
further down than it already was and pushed his pants down to his knees. He
pressed into to the wet, hot heat. Jo was so loose, there was little
resistance. All she could do was to lie there and let him give it to her. That
might have been the hottest part of this little situation. He breathed heavily,
but didn’t move his hips.
She continued, “Look how ready I am. Don’t you want to put your cock in me and
pound me –hard?” Well, if she wanted it hard, he was going to give it to her
hard. He slammed forward with all of his might. Then back out and forward
again. He was determined to leave bruises so that later she would feel it. She
would feel him. Her daddy completely owned this night.
“Do you like it? You like that wet pussy? Tell me --- no, show me how much you
love it. Make me scream.” What a filthy, little girl and she was all his. He
could feel his cock pulsing. God, he wasn’t going to last long.
It felt so good; he could feel that pressure starting to build up in his loins.
Then that bastard John had to ruin it all. He step in front of Jo and said,
“What a dirty mouth you got. We need to wash your mouth out.”
He stuck his still hard, come covered cock down Jo’s throat and laughed,
“Honey, you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen!” He looked over at Bill like
this was their night.
Okay, Bill had to admit. It was hot as hell to see Jo swallowing cock like she
couldn’t get enough of it. It was amazing to be able to share this experience
with his partner. But the idea was that Jo would have never known they were
here. That way, he could come back and fill her up again and again. Jo was
slurping on John’s cock. John had his head thrown back, grunting. Bill had to
pause to watch the sight.
“You are going to take it all, aren’t you? You are going to swallow every last
drop like a good girl, right?” John asked as he petted Jo’s hair. “You look so
pretty with your lips around my cock. I bet this bench is your favorite place
to be, just taking it where ever you can get it.” Jo’s cheeks hallowed out and
she sucked him real hard. John got real quiet as he came in her mouth. She gave
small kitten licks to his spent cock.
When the cock was clean, she asked in a small voice, “Mr. Winchester? Can you
tell my daddy to come all over my ass?”
Who was he to deny his little girl that simple request? He pulled out and gave
himself a few quick rubs. He was going to do this every night for the rest of
his life. What a wonderful little present he and Ellen had created. Soon he was
splattering all over her lower back and ass. Jo moaned, “Daddy!”
“Hey, baby girl.”
“Hey, Daddy,” Jo replied in a voice where you could hear her smile. Bill threw
another quarter in the bucket and asked, “Are you going to let me do whatever I
want to this sloppy, little hole?”
“Yes, please. Whatever you want to do.” And he knew she would. Why? Because she
was his very good little girl.
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