Number one 2x5x1000 (closed)

[wickedpen]

Coming home from Vassar after my sophomore year was only because my internship in the city fell through. Here I was back in suburbia and about as miserable as a girl could be who missed a summer getting paid and working in New York by a day deadline.

The cab stopped in front of my parents palatial estate and carried my bag and trunk a hundred yards to the front porch. I handsomely rewarded my good man handsomely.

"Thank you" I said watching the young black man in nicely fitted jeans jog back to his Prius.

And with the disappearance of the black man the door opens and my mother appears, cocktail in hand.

"Julia, come give mother a hug" she said in her slow southern accent. A hug to my mother meant pressing our chests together, which were monster, and leaning our heads back and not even looking at the other person. It was her thing and it was weird, but I loved her and I did it.

We could be sisters, being eighteen years younger than her, rarely do people think she is my mom. I am striking as she in a twenty year old vibe which is hot. But not hot enough for the deam of interns to accept a blow job for my allowance but his gay ass declined.

"Hey momma. Sorry I am back for the summer. I am still looking and Stacey said her mom might know something." I said hoping to tone down her lack of appreciation for my returning to my step father's house.

She watched me drag my stuff in and then closed the door. The house was immaculate as her cleaning woman came daily.

"Richard is away for a couple days but after that I want you gone!" Melody said raising her always calm voice.

"Momma how many times can I say I am sorry?" I broke down in tears as her anger was real and amplified by the hurt I had caused. "He's probably got some buddy down at the club who needs a whore for the summer." she said as the liquor was clearly winning any toning down debates. She stood with her hand on her hip and glass in the other hand.

"Julia when I asked you, you lied. I can't have that." she said as her voice softened and nearly cracked. We were both crying in this first time together since I left the beach house last summer, the scene of the incident as my younger brother calls it, having witnessed it with mom.

I went upstairs dragging my stuff and went to my room. It was exactly as it had been. I felt old and dirty now on the pink carpet and green walls. The stuffed animals boys won me at the fair. My cheer leading ribbons and volleyball medals. Like a time machine but I was not able to go there any more.

I sat in my jeans and Alpha Kappa jersey, bright green and pink lettering under my long pure blonde hair. I pulled out my vape pen and had a hit.

I fell over face first into the thick white pillow and pretended to scream "THIS FUCKING SUCKS!"

I laid still and went back to last August on a blanket on the beach behind the condo. I was on my hands and knees with my step father's cock in my mouth as my mother and my brother turned on their flashlights just after Richard came in my mouth. What they did not see was my seventeen year old cousin pulling up her panties and pajamas as she ran, as I had told her to.

So I did suck Richard's dick and swallow him, which for my mother seems a big deal. I was not grossed out by it either. I mean he is not blood and if he likes my mom odds are, we have very similar DNA. but fact is I was only there to keep Cherry from being dragged through this.

To help explain how this behavior is allowed we must look at the family. The Davidson's. We are a very wealthy, very old family. Our parent's parents were rich enough to ruin that generation and now we are trying to crawl out of their muck. Think Succession meets Righteous gemstones.

This story would be believable if Richard had not shown up at my dorm and spent the weekend being a very bad step dad, but only we know that and only we are going to know that so my story is, I only did it to save someone else. "That's it!" I said out loud. "The bitch owes me big." I said angry I had not thought of this before. I grabbed my phone and called "Candy Davidson."

 

[Homerun2611]

The first time was perfect, right up until the end, but who really gives a fuck that we got caught, at least I finished. Being that high, and reaching 40 and the gradual decline in male fertility that tends to initiate, it was highly questionable if I could have cum again anyway, although God knows I would have tried to. I had gained a hole new appreciation for Julia that night. Oh, I knew she was hot, really fucking hot, but she was more than that, she had skills. Skills for sucking CCE, we’re talking chrome of an exhaust pipe stuff, but more importantly she had a key understanding of the importance of discretion and survival.

It started as dumb luck. It was a slow night at the beach house. Melody had just headed out to go get Ricky over at Billy Kauffield’s house. The Hampton’s is an interesting place, mid seven and eight figure mansions, the casual playground of the ber rich. I had known the Kauffeld's as long as I could remember. I had been friends with Junior, since I was much younger than Rick and trey were now. Sorry, for the name confusion. Junior was Willliam K kauffield II, Billy or Trey, was the III.

Ricky had driven his 1968 Corvette over to Billy’s but they were now trashed, and I had warned my son, if he got a second DUI this year I would disown him. I mean for fuck’s sake, he’s only sixteen. And grandfather still has hopes that he might have a young Senator from NY in training. Grandpa is still pissed at me for going into the family liquor business rather than politics. Anyway, Melody headed over to the Kauffield’s which usually meant she and Sally Kauffield would polish off a bottle of Cab and be home in two hours, usually flushed and exceedingly giggly and horny. Sally’s cunnilingus skills were legendary. My first wife had almost asked for sustained access in our separation agreement, but settled for the house in Aspen.

Given I had time to kill, I had grabbed Bella, my golden lab, and the world’s best hunting dog and planned to take her for a walk. However as I left the house and walked around back, I saw them. They were sharing a joint. Candy had just finished taking a hit and had rolled her head back. Julia had her eyes shut inhaling deeply. It wasn’t until I walked around in front of them did I see what else was going on. Candy had been wearing Mickey Mouse pajamas which just made the entire seen filthier and so much better. Julia had been wearing short alpa ki shorts, you know the type, short, Greek letters across the ass, like any man needed additional reason to look there.

Didn’t matter both their bottoms and panties were off to the side, with the hand not handling the joint buried deeply in each other’s crotches, sawing their way to new heights of ecstasy. They didn’t see me until I was right there. “I wouldn’t mind taking a hit of that!” I smiled looking down. Julia handed up the cigarette, but my eyes were locked on my nieces, young, clean shaven pussy. “I don’t mean the joint.”

Candy giggled and blushed, as for the first time in her life an older man was openly expressing his lust. Julia shook her head. “You can’t....DADDY....she’s still a virgin.” DADDY, she knew damn well what that word did to me. I only heard her use it once before, when she was in tears having gotten in a fender bender in my 911 while sexting with some lifeguard. “Why not, cherry pie is my favorite dessert”... I winked “...what do you suggest instead?” She had suggested she would give me a blow job to remember, while Candy did a visual complement, masturbating for my pleasure and teasing her small hard nipples. It had been great, and As was cumming, I was still contemplating which, if not both, I was going to fuck. Unfortunately, Dally had one of her migraines which ended all of our fun prematurely.

I was thinking of that night, and my subsequent trip up to Vassar, where had thoroughly enjoyed the Alpha Qui Omega, Sigma Chi’s mixer, Julia and her suite mates, all smart, beautiful, adventurous girls with Daddy issues to be explored. I called Julia’s phone from the jet. “Are you alone? Good...your mother thinks I am getting back in two days, but I am landing at LaGuardia in 20 minutes. I have a suite at the Central Park Ritz. Meet me there as soon as possible. Pack an overnight bag, and dress the way you know I like, remember the outfit you wore to the mixer? Plus...I will take you shopping if you want!....do you have any idea what Candy’s up to?”

I hung up smiling. I did feel a bit guilty about getting her internship cancelled. She didn’t have to worry, I had several roles and various positions I was planning on having her fill. My cock was already so hard, I patted him lovingly...”don’t worry boy, it won’t be long...not long at all.”

 

[wickedpen]

I almost did not answer the "Unknown" phone number as I stewed about Candy not picking up.

"Hello?" I said angrily but within milliseconds of hearing his voice I was ecstatic.

"Are you alone?" was his standard opening, usually late at night while I am in my bed at school and he tells me how much he wants me as he jerks off.

"Yes Daddy" I whisper turning away from the closed door and covering my mouth. He went on to explain the solution to my problem. I grabbed my bag, strangely I packed that dress separate, and left my trunk on3 the floor. I requested an Uber and within twenty minutes I was on the highway headed into Manhattan still wearing my sorority jersey and jeans.

"Will he just let me live there? At the Ritz! How lit would that be?" I thought as I looked forlornly out the window of the Blue Prius with Abu or whoever the fuck in front trying to talk to me. Ignoring him was my only real play. I put in my AirPods and hit "traffic" play list. It was a collection of erotic audio, mostly spliced from porn stream, but put together in such away that it is pure escape, even if you don't want to escape. Kinky I know but YOLO beeatch.

With Dad asking about Candy took me back to last August. Candy and I had been at the beach all summer and about a week in discovered a shared love of weed and sex. It was by far the best summer at the beach, until it wasn't. I was a bitch after taking her place with Dad. She tried and tried to reach out and even can to Vassar where we had a scene in the middle of my sorority. That is when my year really started to go down hill or really got started hitting way too many parties and sleeping with way too many guys and girls. God I miss school.

One last attempt, since Dad asked.

"Hey, sorry for all the shit. The band is getting back together at the Ritz tonight." -send.

By the time we pulled into the lobby of the Ritz I tipped Abu for my ignoring him and then slid out putting my hand in the white gloved hand of the valet. A giant of a man with along grey trench coat and a huge smile. How my day had turned.

I started for the front desk but halfway across the marble lobby I realized he always made up a new name when booking rooms and she did not know it. She looked around as a few men in business suits looked up from their phones to take notice and smile at her.

Standing there holding my phone I got a thumbs up emoji from Candy, which was about the most erotic emoji ever. I beamed and stamped my feet excitedly "yes!" I was so energized I did not know what to do. If those men realized what a bomb of sexual energy I was right then they could have had me right there.

I walked into the bar, as confident as a nineteen year old can be, and sat away from everyone. The bartender was older, maybe forty with short cropped greying black hair. He was handsome and cool in a white starched shirt and black bowtie and suspenders, he somehow managed to pull it off.

"What can I get you Miss?" he asked spinning a cocktail napkin in front of me so it read "The Ritz"

A man stepped next to me and sat down in the bar stool next to me as the bartender ignored him.

"Whatever she is having and a Dewars rocks" Richard said as I spun and hugged him excitedly. His hands were comfortable enough to slide over my ass and take a good feel. I reached into his lap and found him hard as ever.

"How have you been Richard?" I said leaning back onto my stool as the bartender seemed oblivious to this May December romance.

"I will have a vodka collins." I said instinctively ordering what my mother drinks, as I am usually getting her drinks.

"I have a room. Did you speak with Candy?" he asked as the bartender returned with the drinks.

"Room 1705" Richard said dismissively not taking his eyes off me.

I watched for the bartender to leave before breaking into a big grin. "Yes, she is in." I said as feeling long repressed and cursed came rushing back. Candy was special. Petite like a porcelain doll but a gymnast, and a pretty good one, or until last winter when she tore her MCL or ACL and ended her dream.

"Have you seen here?" I asked so happy to see the only person really good to me.

"No, she never reaches out and I am certainly not calling. well now that she is eighteen?" he said with a wicked smile.

We hurriedly finished our drinks and walked out of the bar to see Candy standing in the lobby. She looked amazing. She had on this little black dress that left little to the imagination as the rehab had apparently meant total rehab. No more butchy short hair but now long and flowing golden lockes. Her chest was bigger somehow, or maybe just not strapping it down ever day for training has let her true form come out. Whatever it was it was amazing.

"Hey? I thought we were going out?" she said with a smile as we walked over.

"Yeah we just need to change." Richard said giving Candy a hug as the front desk got an eye full of his hand covering her tight buns with one hand. I headed for the elevator which was waiting for us. In the elevator I looked at Candy as nervous as I was. I smiled and she smiled back, then our eyes dropped down eachother and returned excited.

"How have you been?" Dad asked, breaking our spell, like we were in the living room.

"Well" she began as she raised her left leg and showed the scares from the surgery. "But I am a survivor." she said looking at both of us.

"You look amazing." I said shocked at how hot she looked. I mean she was hot before but now was different. That's it, she was no longer a virgin and looked like she was trying to do that as much as possible, so six hours a day training was an easy trade for men.

 

[Homerun2611]

I watched her from a distance as she entered the five diamond hotel. She was 19, and despite her background, she had taken to money like a duck to water. Where her mother needed to be ostentatious to show the crew back home, just how far a girl from Chelsie had come, Julia carried herself like the deepest hue of blue bloods. It was one of the things I liked about her. Just, hell even more beautiful than her mother, she made you think you were fucking greatness, every time she spread her legs.

Like a big game hunter on the Serengeti, you don't just run out and shoot, you enjoy the elegance, the lines, the majesty of its carriage, and how comfortable and utterly in control it is of its domain, almost regal. I watched the elegant animal she was from afar. It wasn't just watching her, it was watching the other men watch her. Particularly enjoyable were the men with wives, many of them with blue hair, or well coiffed, well kept women of middle age, who if they were honest never had a day in their lives when at their best, they looked as good as Julia at her worst.

Some tried to sneak peaks, others outright stared, for even amongst men who could afford anything, she was a special treat, and she was mine. Today, we were the Hemingways, of course there was a good chance the man at the front desk knew exactly who I was, but he had the good sense not to question this wealthy guest and loyal customer, and so he reciprocated that loyalty in feigned ignorance, complicit in my little games. Today it was a niece, other days it was a sister, a cousin, a friend...the faux roles taken on by my Secretary, my Board Member, even my best friend's wife, when I had too entertained them at the Ritz.

As cool and professional as the staff was at the Ritz, I almost picked up my napkin from the bar top and wiped the drool from the experienced bartenders mouth for the way he was looking down and enjoying my Julia. We ordered drinks and as he turned around to grab the bottles from the glass shelves, and in response to her question, I leaned in, whispered, "I've been impatient, I've missed my DIRTY girl." We both used pet names, I was Daddy, she was Daddy's Dirty Girl, Princess and Kitten, anything to heighten the taboo nature of our dalliance. I saw her squirm and knew her pussy was nice and wet and wanting underneath those shorts. Her tight ass felt so good in my hand, but I didn't let it linger, there was far too good a chance I could get recognized here. "How was the reunion with Mommy?"

I knew they were close, but my wife was a whore, that's how she got me, I had to think she would be almost disappointed if her daughter weren't the same. No, the problem was fear, I was her mother's very elite meal ticket, but she knew the threat her daughter represented, she saw the look in my eyes when I looked at her daughter and it was way to eerily familiar to the look I had for her, when she stole me from my fist wife, Alaina.

"I've enjoyed our little phone calls, but I have been hungry for the real thing..I hope you are planning on spending quality time with Daddy here in the city." I gave her our room number, and then we progressed to the third leg of our little stool of debauchery. I had not seen Candy, albeit not for lack of trying. I had wanted to subtly deliver her messages, but with her injury her mother had kept close tabs on her, but I was thrilled to hear Julia had connected.

Candy looked stunning in her LBD, I instantly fantasized about her sliding her hands up and slipping the spaghetti straps off her shoulders, showing all the world the present she was anxious to give her loving uncle. I was sure, but a bit disappointed that she was no longer a virgin...It had been years since I had added a virgin pelt to my bedpost...but you only had to look at her to know she was still virgin tight!

When she raised her leg in the elevator, I quickly caught it behind the knee. Holding her leg up in one hand, I took my other to run it up the back of her raised thigh, and then glide it around her rock hard ass. "No panties sweet niece? What kind of evening do you think we have planned?" I laughed heartily, as I leaned in and kissed her. This foreplay to fucking, when desire simmers and then boils over, is almost as fun as the pounding itself. I was no a shark in these waters, and the chum in the elevator had me at a near frenzy.

"Yes, Julia has brought with her one of my favorite dresses, you and she together will have every cock in the restaurant at high attention. I have booked us at table at the most deliciously, dimly lit restaurant in the city, they even have a small dance floor where the customers are encouraged to thoroughly enjoy themselves. I was hoping you two might enjoy some public fun?"

Julia and I had both gotten off on a bit of exhibitionism that night at her party, and I hoped to escalate things now. Once in the room, Julia grabbed her bag to change and I pulled Candy close. "I felt a bit cheated that night on the beach, I have thought about that night many times, have you?" She giggled and brought her mouth to my neck, licking my jawline with the cutest little purr. "I'm afraid I missed out on enjoying one of your treasures that night, I assume it has since been spoken for..." I took my middle finger and brought it to my lips, and slid it inside my mouth to wet it. Sliding my hand back down her back and lifting up he short dress, I let my wetted finger, find her tight pink pucker and I teased it..."I am hoping there are other places that have yet to be navigated...and others, where perhaps they have had a voyage or too...have not been explored by a Master...."

I could feel her breathing heavy against my neck, I felt her hardened nipples against my chest...but then Julia popped out, looking simply breathtaking..."I think we should go...you will enjoy it...but if we don't leave now...we may not crawl out of this room for days..."

 

[wickedpen]

Uncle Richard's wet finger on my ass hole as dumb ass Julia trying to get us to go dancing.
I looked at Richard, having fantasized of this moment for almost a year. I slipped the LBD up and off and stood naked with Richard looking at me.

Julia looked at me like "Really?"

I pulled Richard's face into my toned abs and then let him feed his way up to my nipples now hard with excitement.

"This is where this is going?" Julia said as I nearly fainted with Richard's mouth suckling at my breasts.

"I think so" I exhaled as his hands were touching me perfectly. I had my eyes closed and as enjoying the finger tips rolling around my clit when I felt Julia's naked breasts against my back. Her hand slid down between my legs and instantly brought back that feeling from last summer.

"Oh Julia I have missed you" I sighed as I laid back for them to have me.

I looked up as Julia and Richard looked like lions about to battle over a fresh kill, me.

"There is enough for everyone" I sighed and pulled Julia's mouth to mine and kissed her. Her mouth so firm and wet. Our tongues gliding over each other. we were trying to devour each other. Then Richard;s mouth was lower and I was soon aware my legs were open and then "OH GOD!" I cried as Richard's kiss nearly made me cum.

"He's very good" Julia said as I looked up at her in amazement. "You have no idea." she said with that wicked smile she used when she first gave me shrooms. That was a wild time and .....

"How's your niece taste daddy?" I asked knowing the real blood relation would make his crazier. His glance up without speaking said volumes as Candy moaned and cried up, up, up then back down. He worked her like a machine and she enjoyed it.

I felt like a big sister watching little sister get her first guy. But that is a lonely feeling. I went to go down on Richard but he said "No, babe I really want to make this special for Candy."

"I remember when I was the only pussy you were interested in ." I said suddenly angry and jealous. Oh god this is mother in me. "I can go down to that bar and find another rich guy who may actually want to have my lips around his cock. " I said then regretted it as I had taken some air out of the party.

"You can't bring me here and leave me out!" I protested but Richard just shook his head.

"I am sorry Julia but you mother want's it this way. I only used you to get Candy here. Now I am done with you." Richard said as cold as a murderer. Candy pretended to be sad but I knew she was loving this.

I pulled on my dress and stuffed my stuff in my bag and Richard walked me to the door. He peeled off five hundred dollar bills and said "your credit cards are dead. Sorry kid." He patted me on the shoulder and closed the door with me in the hall.

I wiped my eyes as an old couple walked down the hall past the door where my step dad was probably fucking his niece by now, but I am the bad one.

I looked at myself int eh elevator and in this dress I looked hot. I headed for the bar and sat a little closer to the others this time. And in a few minutes I had two gentlemen buying me drinks and a third offering.

 

[Homerun2611]

Julia walked out, and Candy and I held our breath, watched the door close and heard heard her heels click off. She was pissed, and I had to admit it was scary how fast she turned into her mother, a metamorphisis that was not going to make any butterflies jealous. We held it, and held it...and then we both burst out laughing. Tears flowing, not able to catch your breath, laughing.

Did you see her?" I laughed. I stuck out my chest, like Julia did hers, and cock my head and in my lovingly, mocking voice, "I remember when I was the only pussy you were interested in ...I can go down to that bar and find another rich guy who may actually want to have my lips around his cock. " But as the words left my mouth, I suddenly sobered up. Shit she was right. It had been a good joke, while Julia was changing, we decided to play a little joke. But now the joke was over, and it was time to haul our sexy fish back in the boat.

It was fun to watch her, fuck she was resilient. Sexy as hell, exactly as I asked her to dress, I watched her sitting in the bar, and then the men approach her. She was right, it wouldn't be long, in fact there were three already there, nearly tripping over their already hard dicks to get close to her. I knew what she was going to say before she said it, the bartender leering at her, "I'll take a Vodka Collins" but before the others could order or clamor to cover her bill, I stepped in. "No, she won't, she'll take a Dewars on the rocks, just like me, and we'll take them both to go."

"Da..." She couldn't have looked more shocked or the young men clinging to her, more pissed as they cut her off, thinking they were defending her honor. "Listen dude she's with us, who the fuck do you..." Now it is was my turn to interrupt. "I'm her father, that's who, and before you cut off my daughter, she was about to say DADDY. Now, get the fuck out of here."

This time when I turned back to her, "So do I deserve an Oscar? You fell for it hook, line and sinker." Now I was laughing a her, and with her, as she was laughing too. "Candy was pissed, you treated her pretty shitty, so she asked...and said if I did this, she would be our slave, seemed fair!"

Scotches in hand we started to walk back out, "C'mon ...I'm sorry Julia, but your mother wants it this way?" I laughed again, as she started to smirk too..."Since when do I give a fuck about what your mother wants...it's why I ordered the scotch...you even drink like her...that has to stop." I waited for the glass elevator, and as we walked in you could see the city below us, I took your drink. "Oh, and that line you said about finding a guy who actually wants your lips around his cock...that guy is me...and the place is here....." Pushing her down, the exhibitionism was too tempting...."Take Daddy's cock out and suck it...and...your credit cards are still good...but we have a sexy young slave waiting for us."

 

[wickedpen]

The bar was a cesspool of coked up, liquored up, champions of men, or wanna be champions of men and industry. It works, the suits and machismo, definite turn on. I was slip sliding my way along the many hands and bumps as I walked in. It feels like a drug to have men so openly offering themselves, for anything, and a hotel room only a short elevator ride away. And I bet they would appreciate it, or pay me thinking I was a working girl. Which in a way I kinda was. Any concern over my life situation was washed down with the vodka Collins I was about to reach for, the nice older man, well in his sixties bought me. He only wanted a feel of my upper inner thigh while I drank it and even humped my knee a bit. I thought his fingers might come back wet even half way up as I was in heat. The car ride over and everything.

"No, she won't, she'll take a Dewars on the rocks, just like me, and we'll take them both to go." Richard said commanding the situation and forcing the nice gentleman, my grandpa's age from perhaps giving me an orgasm for all to see.

Immediate transference of the energy Grandpa was covertly giving me as I blurted out "Da.." before catching myself. He was against me. I felt safe and I wanted more.

"Listen dude she's with us, who the fuck do you..." Billy, a nice thirty year old investment banker who broke the ice with me with one hand on the bar stool and the other taking a full accounting of my ass. He was hot too.

"I'm her father, that's who, and before you cut off my daughter" Richard said as I could hear his cock hardening as he said it. He bowed up to Billy who stepped off out of respect for that father daughter relationship all men imagine and later fantasize about..

"A joke?" I said irritated as Richard explained they had played me. As I thought about it, and how I had reacted I had to admit it was kind of funny. Dad paid and we left the bar with some winks to me and scowls at dad. I felt like a lamb being escorted from a den of wolves. I did kinda want to get eaten by them...

In the glass elevator I looked out at the city lights and saw Richard sizing me up in the reflection. We had especially waited for the only glass elevator and the way he kept anyone else from getting in with us, I should have seen it coming.

He took my drink. I thought he might reprimand me for drinking but then said "Take Daddy's cock out and suck it...and...your credit cards are still good...but we have a sexy young slave waiting for us." He gave me that entitled smirk of confidence and dominance just before he get s what he wants.

I reached past his hip and hit the stop button, which surprisingly did not set off any alarms. We were well above the city and I felt filthy. I was getting on my knees at my step father's feet to suck his cock so I can stay in the family. His khaki slacks are loose and his zipper comes down smoothly as I can already feel his cock hard pressed into the material. Reaching in his boxers it feels like an inferno as I wrap my hand around his hard steamy cock. I look up at him as he is looking out at the city like a man on top of the world and really enjoying it.

I was centimeters from engulfing his head after breathing and moaning at it for the last minute.

"Can I live here daddy?" I said sweetly as my hand tightened on his shaft. "Just for the summer? We could have such fun." I said as my hand slowly stroked him an inch from my mouth.

He looked down at me but did not say anything, just smiled. I was uncomfortable as one might imagine, so I pressed my closed lips to his cock head and slowly swirled my tongue between my lips and his head. A sorority sister taught me the trick. She said most guys cum before it even goes in your mouth, but you will get a face full of cum. Once I deemed my lips and his cock wet enough to begin being sucked his moan filled the glass box in the sky. I imagined it reverberating out over the city if the glass was not there. I inhaled him driven by his excitement. I bobbed onto him and back, forward taking more and more until he pressed into my throat, his hands on my head as he quickly pumped his cock between my lips. He stiffened remarkably quickly and exploded with cries and groans of obscene pleasure as I milked him dry.

He was leaning back against the elevator door as I rose to my feet, wiping his cum and saliva from my chin and checking it it was on my dress in the mirrored door.

"That was fun." I said with a bit of sarcasm as he had really forced it into my throat. I am a big girl but he knew he had gone a bit overboard.

I put his cock back in his boxers and slacks and zipped him up and pressed the stop button again and we continued higher. I looked at him, who seemed a little drunk.

"OK? I am assuming you are OK. Candy is a wild child. We have to be careful or someone might get hurt." I said in all seriousness. "Last summer she nearly chocked me with her thighs when she came. She is powerful and intense and forgets she had a scissor lock on you throughout her extended orgasms." I said as Daddy became fully awake again and almost salivating as the elevator doors opened.

"You are in for quite a time. What you just had was an appetizer, a teaser of what is to come." I said leaning my shoulder into the frame of the door as I watched him slide the hard plastic key card into the slot in the door firmly until it clicked and the green light smiled up at us..

 

[Homerun2611]

She may not have loved it, but she got the joke, and after getting rid of the leaches She didn't hesitate as she pushed the stop button and went to her knees. God, I loved my life, as I watched my sexy stepdaughter, dutifully take her knees and grasp my rock hard prick in her delicate hand. "Can I live here daddy?..Just for the summer? We could have such fun." I smiled down at her, "Maybe...let's see how these two days go...would you make it worth Daddy's while?" The implication was more than clear....as long as you keep me happy, and on your knees sucking my cock as I scanned the city below was a good start...then I would take care of you in any manner you desired. Such was our unholy negotiation...one good turn...letting her body be the amusement park for my perverted indulgences...and she would be one happy, purring, little pussy.

The actual blowjob was outstanding, I grunted and groaned like a well fed big, gorging himself at the trough, I leaned forward bracing my hands against the glass of the elevator, leaning in, I fucked her mouth as she worked some magic, obscene trick my quite knowledgable step daughter had learned in her slutty past times. "If you stay....I will want you as my whore....available any time I want..however, wherever I want you...?" There was more...I wanted a threesome with her mother...the two as bookends to my taboo desires. Her mother knew how she had gotten me in the first place...some of her initial tricks were getting old, she should understand a man me needed additions to the menu, once that brought new spices to my pallet.

Cock back in pants, I watched her, "Sorry if I got a little rough, but...you ignite my passions." It was a complement but also a declaration, I liked it a little rough, and hoped she would too. "OK? I am assuming you are OK. Candy is a wild child. We have to be careful or someone might get hurt." I laughed, "Honey, more than okay, I've got some surprises for you too."

I was confident we were on the same page, but we would see soon enough. "You are in for quite a time. What you just had was an appetizer, a teaser of what is to come." We opened the door, and Candy was sitting on the couch, naked except for her black high heels, smiling, "I thought I might have to call up room service...I figured the bellman could service me if you two weren't."

It was big talk for a little lamb. I took a baggie of Columbia's finest out of my pocket, and poured almost three kilograms of the finest cocaine, almost $50,000 worth. "Ladies don't over indulge this should last the weekend plus or they will be carting us out of here." I took or my platinum Amex card and a hundred dollar bill and tossed it on the table, more for show and to set the scene of our fun. Julia ws soon cutting lines like a pro, as Candy rolled the bill. They didn't even notice as I opened my briefcase and took out the rest of my toys.

Both girls had taken a nice hit in each nostril, and were sniffing and shaking their heads a bit s the drug began to kick in. I had stripped off my clothes, and held the toys in one hand behind my back. My head was still a bit wet as I fished out my cock already hard again in anticipation of our fun. "Candy, put just a bit on my head...I will stay hard even longer." She did as told and then looked up to see that I had a scarf in my hand. Her eyes were looking up at me as I looked down at her, I handed a pair of hand cuffs to Julia. "We are going to blindfold and cuff you...the safe word is Melody..." and I saw the smile on Julia's face at the unique use of her mother's name.

I handed Julia a set of nipple clamps, "Your call, for you or her?", and a riding crop. I took a hook and pounded it in the wall just above the headboard. Fixing the wall at the Ritz would be a grand at least, but if I was going to keep my daughter-in-law, I would want it as a fixture in the suite until we checked out.

I could feel the numbing effect of the coke on my cock, but other than that, my body was on fire. I went over to Julia still sitting on the couch, but her legs were now open, clearly ready for action. I came over and rubbed my finger down her slit, and as she opened and moaned, I slid it in. She was dripping wet, a perfect little slut. I leaned over and kissed her before standing up and staring at Julia who had just been watching, other than holding my gifts. "Strip for me Julia, nice and slow and let me enjoy it?" I was stroking my cock lightly, looking at them I couldn't help it. "Then we need to get our pet here into position...how are you planning to use the nipple clamps?" Candy moaned, and I saw her squirm...FUCK THIS WAS FUN!

 

[wickedpen]

I looked down at the shiny chrome clamps as the coke invigorated me. Telling me to strip is like telling a fish to swim.

"Daddy, is all of this going to be OK?" I said in my nervous little girl's voice as I looked at him wide eyed. I slowly looked at Candy next to me, almost my height in her heels. Her body was like a model, even more so now that her ripped training body has given up a little of it's tension. Her blue eyes sparkled as I looked at her rolling the metal in my fingers. I looked at her nipple and suddenly her sigh as I would bite it playfully after suckling it gently. I leaned over as she stood with her hands at her side. I took her hard firm nipple into my wet gentle lips. My tongue ever so gently brushed her flesh now drawn into my lips.

The scene was as crazy as it sounds. Coherent thought was gone, at least for me as Candy sighed with my kiss. Then I began closing my teeth with her sweet nipple in between. As the pressure grew her happy moan turned deeper, yet not displeasure. I released her and put the clamp on my teeth marks and grabbed the back of her head and kissed her deeply. After a minute or more I moved to her other nipples oblivious of everything but Candy, me and the clamp. I repeated the process bringing nearly partial orgasm from her incredible body.

"I don't know Julia," Richard began, answering the question I had asked an eternity ago. I stood up straight and looked at him as he stroked his solid hard on.

"Why not Daddy?" I said softly finishing the glass of wine then leaning over with my ass to Richard and took another line. I thought it was the coke at irst but then his hands grabbed my hips and his cock drove into me. "Oh God!" I cried before my body jerked with a violent spasm He was, savage is a word I could use here, using me on his cock like a Fleshlight, but a gasping crying screaming at times living Fleshlight.

I braced myself on the coffee table over the coke. My hands held the metal frame of the glass table as he proverbially nailed me.

"Damn Uncle Rich, you really go for her huh?" Candy said as an off handed joke watching him fuck me as hard as he could. "Uncle Richard, I wish you would take my clamps off right as you cum in me." I heard her say. I did not know if she was horny, jealous, trying to help me, as my moans and groans turn to grunts and screams.

"Uncle Richard, I won't whimper like a little bitch when you give me that little dick." her voice was crazy. This sub five foot blonde band of steel was challenging a mature groan man to fuck her as hard as he can, and ties up all in a bow saying "please Richard I want it."

I felt emptiness open in me and the pressure release as I collapsed onto the couch. I watched as Richard threw, literally through Candy onto the bed, grabbed the handcuffs then cuffed one wrist then the other and clipped the chain into the hook he counted over the headboard with much forethought. She was on her back as I watching Richard's ass pump his cock into his brother's daughter. The thud of his body into hers was erotic.

These two were a pair as Candy, even with her hand over her head would wrap her legs around him and roll over on top of him when she felt he was tiring. They were obscene as two people who have been attracted to each other, yet unable to consummate.

Candy was an animal interested in pure hard charging sex. Foreplay is for after the main event apparently.

Maybe it was the coke but after twenty minutes Richard, Dad, got away from her. She pulled at her chains but did not come close to saying her Aunt's name or actually get lose from the chains. This was still a game.

She was like a caged lion pacing but without being able to touch herself she writhed in some hope of relief. I got up and sat on the bed next to her as her eyes bulged out and she hissed "help me."

I turned to Richard letting my hair swing around and said "Daddy I think kitty Candy needs something? She does not look happy." I put my hand lightly on her rock hard abs and moved back and forth to just under her breasts to down just above her mound.

"Fuck you bitch!" Candy hissed "Fucking give me some!"

I smiled down on her, "Patience Candace, Uncle Richard need food and drink to keep up. He is not as young as us." I say winking at her. I raise my hand and then clutch her breasts firmly as she arches her back and moans. I tap my finger tip on her nipple still in the clamps.

"Oh fuck you!" Candy hisses, her face growing more desperate.

I looked back at Richard then stood and walked to him.

"So she must be your best yet huh?" I asked sitting in the chair across from him with my legs crossed. "Looks like she might out last you." I said touching the only thing more sensitive than a man's cock, his ego. Some consider them the same.

"Should I put a little coke on your cock so you can really, really last? Until she is dry and sore and begging to stop and finally you can come back to me and fill me like you have momma so many times. I teased with saying her name and tagging out of this night in a cruel twist to what I am sure he had been thinking about for a while.

Candy grunted and thrashed her body trying to entice someone to her. I looked back at my sweet cousin and then back to Richard.

"Is this as good as you hoped? An old man's dream right? Two eighteen year old's hot as hell women in a hotel room and all craving sex. The fact it's your step daughter and your brother's daughter only raises the taboo which exponentially raises the heat.

 

[Homerun2611]

Someone less experienced, less worldly might have just thought of this as cliche, an older man, two young, coked up whores, excess playing out in all sorts of obscene ways. However, that was not how I saw it, yes I was older, sure I should have known better, thought of them, these formative young maidens and taken responsibility, but they were needy, selfish and indulgent, and so was I. Candy was eighteen and Julia twenty, mix in a couple of viagra, a couple kilos of blow, a bar full of top shelf alcohol, what was not to like?

These women, well girls, were neither stupid, nor naive. They were glorious, fearless, and wanting to test the boundaries of of their enjoyment and desires, ride the highest trapeze, fly without a net, and let me be ringmaster of the greatest show on earth.

While in a few years they might have made different decisions, this was carpe diem personified, as what is more perfect than beautiful women free to express themselves as the quintessential sexual creatures they were designed to be. Eighteen and twenty and absolutely sucking the marrow from the bone. Who says, "youth is wasted on the young", they had never met these two!

Julia, used every line, to spur me, spur Candy, she was exquisite in form and function. I had brought the cocaine for the girls, a little aphrodisiac so they could more fully enjoy each other, more fully enjoy me! We each prepared and primed our bodies for pleasure.

Nipples clamps applied, baby talk spoken and cooed, she leaned over, flashing her ass, her needy and vacant slit, body spread over the illicit white powder. The volume pushed up and up and up, and I roared like a lion, grabbed those hips and drove my spear, hard, fast and deep into her young cunt. "You like it hard my little slut, you like Daddy's cock owning you, feel my balls slapping your ass?" SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, the sound of big, hard dick slapping and enjoying young, exceedingly wet pussy. Gabbing her, driving her, bodies shaking, tits bouncing, fuck, fuck, fuck and fuck some more. Grip hard, ram deep, hold, enjoy...catch and release, move on.

Candy was talking, babbling about my wanting Julia and how she could do better, we would soon see, I was going to fuck them all, leave no hole untended. I left Julia quivering and shaking, orgasms ripping through my young daughter's body, her mother's younger better version, by the time she finished I was moving on, and so she did another line.

Candy's turn next, young body taken up in strong arms, willing sex slave tossed on bed, cuffs applied, arms secured over head, legs eagerly spread, and smile literally screams, "TAKE ME!" Hands slide under knees and pick perfect ass off mattress, body tilted up, young legs spread even wider, this pussy even wetter, and cock again drives in, deep and hard, the eagle has landed. IN and OUT, IN and OUT, I take her too...the little blue pills, the numbing of the coke, my cock is a jackhammer, her pussy the concrete that ultimately crumbles and quakes and succumbs completely to my power, my dominance.

I need a quick five, and now it is my turn, over glass top, one line, then two, FUCK, I am superman, but is there kryptonite? Candy is swearing, demanding, her young pussy insatiable and nowhere near yet satisfied. Twenty minutes of hard fucking, relentless pounding and the little cunt is barely winded. Julia is again there, my muse. "Patience Candace, Uncle Richard need food and drink to keep up. He is not as young as us." I snarl, eyes on fire, "Bullisit, I am superman" I actually believe it, Fuck this is great. The little cocktease continues to poke the bear, "So she must be your best yet huh?...Looks like she might out last you....Should I put a little coke on your cock so you can really, really last? Until she is dry and sore and begging to stop and finally you can come back to me and fill me like you have momma so many times." Sounds like a plan. My eyes are as red as a demons as the coke is taking its full effect. I hold out my glistening, throbbing cock dripping with a combination of their juices. "Yes baby girl, dust Daddy's cock, I'm not ready to stop!" I look at Candy, she licks her lips and stares at my coke dusted head.

I am flying, I down a gulp of scotch, right from the bottle, gluttony served. I look around wildly and Candy's wet slit lures my ship onto the rocks, I pounce like a tiger and am back inside pumping...completing the prognostication Julia just described. Another ten minutes of violent pussy assault and Candy is screaming, writhing, swearing, body jerking like 1,000 volts have just been shot through her body, more aftershocks than a 9.0 earthquake.

I need more, want more, the coke does it's job, I still haven't cum...I need something even tighter, more wanton, and Julia props up her ass, already lubed and ready. I pass by the table, two more lines, sometimes you have to say, "What the fuck!" Risky Business fans. I am on such a high, literally and figuratively, but Superman is taking on ice. Cock drives into my step daughter's tightest hole, sodomy in the penthouse at the Ritz.

Grabbing, driving, pounding, taking, I use her ass as I like, pumping hard, pelvis loudly slapping ass, as Candy cheers us on, Julia screams, pain and pleasure, she pushes back hard, wants more, I deliver. This is it...I feel it...Oh fuck I yell as balls cinch...cannon loads, cock fires, and fires and fires...and heart explodes...huh...yes, heart explodes...I grab chest, shriek and fall, crashing through glass table top, coke everywhere.

They flew without a net...yet I crashed to the earth...the maids found me the next day...Candy comforted her father/my brother, Julia her mother/my wife...shared their condolences...kept their secrets....The story made all the papers, what wasn’t noted was the smile on my face. I went out a happy, happy man!