Chapter 8
Lily
I ’m on the couch with Lionel, nude and lovely, with my big breasts like sacks of vanilla ice cream, and my pussy wet and swollen.
“So how are you going to convince my friends to use condoms?” Lionel says in a silky tone, his bulge already prominent beneath his slacks.
Those blue eyes rove over my curves, missing not an inch of creamy skin.
“Do you have a trick or two up your sleeve, Lily? Because it’s going to take a fucking miracle to convince those fuckers. ”
“I know,” I mewl sweetly while gently reaching down to part my pussy lips.
“But I think I can manage it.” Lionel’s eyes are fixed to the movement of my hand, and the handsome man stares as I hold open my folds with my fingers before staring down at my bulging clit.
The interior of my vag is a beautiful steaming pink, and the walls are already dripping with need.
“Holy fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Lionel mutters in a strangled voice. “Oh shit.”
I giggle.
“Daddy, don’t swear when you look at me! That’s rude! But I know what’s got your goat: it’s my clit, right? Because it’s still in its hood,” I murmur breathlessly. “Let’s get it out for a good time.”
Then, with one hand still holding my pussy folds open, I gently use my other hand to tease my clit, rubbing the underside and trailing circles around the hard nub before gently coaxing the pink bud from its hood.
“Do you like that, Lionel?” I ask in a coy voice. “Do you think this will do the trick with your friends?”
“Hell no,” my stepdad rasps, unable to tear his gaze from the slit between my thighs. “If anything, they’ll be hellishly determined to fuck you raw after seeing this, Lily. This isn’t going to work.”
I pretend shock and surprise.
“But how about I say that they can only suck on my clit if they use condoms?” I offer in a mock-innocent tone. “Do you think your friends would go for that?”
Lionel’s still staring at my nude curves, watching as my pussy gushes a bit under his devouring gaze.
My nipples are diamond hard and I shake my breasts, making them bounce up and down as if saying hello to the big man.
Lionel lets out a strangled groan and then as if in a trance, he leans forward and gently touches my clit himself, stroking the hard nub as I throw my head back with a delighted sigh.
“No, sweetheart, they wouldn’t put on a condom to kiss your clit. They’d force your legs apart and suck on it until you came on their faces. Then, they’d slip it into you with no rubber. You know that. A little bit of clit-sucking isn’t going to change their mind.”
“I know,” I pant as Lionel continues playing with my hard nub. He ups the ante then, using fingers from his other hand to slide into my wet vag. The penetration feels so good and I let out a muffled shriek as he begins stroking deep inside, rubbing my most sensitive spot.
“Oooh,” I moan as the man of the house niggles me where it counts. “That feels so good! But no, that’s not the only part of my plan. The other part of my plan is my friend Rose.”
Lionel doesn’t answer because he’s fully fixated on the task before him.
I’m spread wide on the couch as he simultaneously penetrates my vag while also playing with the hard bud of my clit.
Tingles course through my pussy and my vision begins to blur as I tug at my nipples.
But I have to get through this conversation because protection is important, and I can’t afford to fall flat on this point.
“You were saying?” he asks in a distracted voice, eyes still fixed to my swollen vag. “Fuck, you’re so creamy, Lily. Goddamn, your pussy’s juicy as all fuck.”
His words are almost my undoing, but I swallow hard before fixing my eyes on his handsome face, even as his fingers continue easing in and out of my vag.
“No, that’s not all,” I mention in a breathless voice. “My friend, Rose, I mean.”
“What about her?” Lionel murmurs, his blue eyes still fixed to my sweetest spot. “This is your friend with pink hair, right?”
I gulp heavily, squinching my eyes shut as I fight the urge to come.
Oh god, his fingers are shuttling in and out of my pussy now, and the pressure is building against my pelvic wall.
Oooooh, it’s so hard to concentrate when it feels this amazing!
But I force myself to continue with the conversation.
“Well, I was going to see if Rose wants to do a gang-bang with your friends too. Not tonight, obviously, but sometime in the future. But I’d only give it the go-ahead if your friends agree to use condoms tonight.
I mean, I can hardly recommend Cross, Scott, and Barrett to Rose if they refuse to use protection because it’s downright disrespectful if a woman asks you to, and you won’t do it.
Plus, I don’t think Rose is on contraception either, so she would never agree if your friends won’t use condoms.”
But Lionel’s still fixated on my swollen vag, his big fingers shuttling in and out of my secret space as I spread my legs wide.
He gently traces my clit in a clockwise circle, before re-tracing his path counterclockwise.
Then, he pinches my clit unexpectedly, and that shoots me over the edge.
My eyes go wide, my plush pout opens in a perfect “O,” and my thighs begin to shake.
“Ooooooh!” I scream as my pussy clamps down on his fingers before dissolving into a series of violent shudders. “Ooooh oh oh oh!” My cunt clamps down hard again, squeezing Lionel’s digits to the point where he’s grimacing with pain.
“Fuck baby,” he groans. “Oh crap.”
But I can’t help it. It feels so good and my pussy continues to spasm violently as hot cream streams all over his palm.
My big breasts shimmy and shake, jiggling like giant sacks of vanilla pudding, as my eyes literally begin to cross.
I can’t help it because I’m losing control of my curves as I soar over the edge, flying to the highest heights at the hand of my skilled lover.
Still, Lionel knows what to do. He continues pushing his fingers in and out of my twitching vag even as the orgasm grows in intensity.
He leans forward to kiss one of my nipples before sucking on the hard nub, and once my climax ebbs, the alpha male pulls his hand out of my vag with a deep sucking sound, looking down with satisfaction at his slick fingers.
“Goddamn, you’re always so wet for me,” he growls. “You have the most responsive body, princess, and Daddy loves to savor it.”
I’m bleary and disoriented on the couch, my curves sweaty and flushed. But I know I need to continue the conversation.
“So do you think your friends will agree if I set them up with Rose?”
I know it’s wrong to offer my friend up on a platter like this, but it’s the only thing I can think of.
Yet my stepfather doesn’t seem to hear. Lionel leans forward and gently inserts a finger into my mouth while I’m still talking, and obediently, my lips close over the digit, sucking off my pussy fluids.
He growls before pulling them out, shiny with saliva.
Then, he pushes my knees upwards, so that they’re in a vee, baring my back hole, before reaching down and gently trailing his big fingers over my anal pleats.
“ Daddddy !!!!” I wail. “Oh my god, what are you doing to me?”
“I’m just showing you how alpha males operate,” he growls. “Do you see how I can get you to do anything, Lily? How you’ll agree to anything because you’re so fucking dick-whipped?”
“But you didn’t use your dicks at all!” I whine breathlessly. “Not even one of them!”
Lionel’s blue eyes gleam.
“Yeah, that’s my point exactly,” he says while gently edging the tip of one finger into my clenching butthole.
“But you were saying?” he asks with exaggerated politeness.
“Something about your friend Rose doing a gang-bang with my friends? That would be some pretty fucked up matchmaking, don’t you agree?
I had no idea you were so ruthless, Lily.
Perhaps you should see a therapist because it’s downright heartless, if you ask me. ”
I can barely understand his words because Lionel’s working one finger into my asshole now, and oh my god, the sensations are causing my pussy to moisten as my nipples go stiff once more.
But then, my eyes open blearily and I start, even with Lionel’s finger halfway up my butt.
The clock on the wall says it’s almost eight, which means that Scott, Cross and Barrett are going to arrive at any moment for the party!
“Daddy!” I squeal. “Oh my god, our guests are going to be here any minute!”
Not only that, but we still haven’t resolved the birth control problem.
Trying to take control of the situation, I scramble to lift myself to my elbows, so that I’m halfway sitting-up at least. But Lionel doesn’t seem to care.
If anything, his finger pushes even deeper into my rear end as a small groan erupts from my throat from the sheer pleasure.
But I have to get this done. We have issues to resolve and time is of the essence.
“I’m going to offer my friend Rose to your friends,” I pant while lifting my knees even further in the air to give him better access to my anus. “But only if they use protection tonight.”
Lionel continues to stare at my rectum as it’s defiled repeatedly.
“You look so beautiful like this, Lils,” he murmurs, almost in a trance.
But then his blue gaze focuses as he meets my eyes for a split second.
“They won’t care,” he rasps. “Scott, Cross, and Barrett don’t know your friend.
She could be an ugly ho and frankly, they’d still fuck her because they’re fucking douchebags.
They’d do it without protection, of course,” he adds as emphasis.
The sparkles begin to shimmer before my eyes again as Lionel worms his fingers especially deep up my rectum. Oh god, I’m being violated by the man of the house, and it feels so good!