by Lucy Lixx
As I was finally nearing my climax, my mom knocked on the door: “Katie, Laura is on the phone! They want to talk to you about the flight arrangements!”
I took a deep breath to steady myself. “Coming momy!” – I yelled, turning the water off and stepping out of the bathtub. It looked like I just had to wait to get my turn.
After I talked to my friends about our trip on Friday, I walked in the dining room where my mom and daddy were already seated, waiting for me to start dinner. My mom was all smiles, she had just made a big sale and was ready to celebrate. Daddy was more polite than usual, although he kept looking at me even deeper than before. While my mom went to the kitchen to grab dessert, he leaned in whispering: “Oh sweetlips, you made my day.”
I smiled, recalling what we did back in the mall. I was surprised that he freely talked to me this way while mom was in the house. It was obvious that we had broken all boundaries and there was no going back now.
The next day, Thursday was mostly uneventful simply because my mom took the day off to spend more time with me before my birthday. This was pleasant, but it completely disrupted my plan for the day. I was planning to fuck daddy’s brain out again right before we left, but for now it simply wasn’t possible.
The night towards Friday, while I was in my bed, I heard something I hadn’t heard before: my mom moaning. Their bedroom was next to mine, but in the past I had never heard anything coming from there. Hearing her now, I knew daddy was pleasuring her, and I couldn’t help but imagine what position they were in and who was he thinking about while fucking her. It made me jealous – the fact that he could freely fuck her and no one would care, hurt. I wanted him to be mine and mine only, and I wanted him to fuck me long and hard.
Just by thinking about that, I was aroused. I glided my right hand towards my pussy and I felt the wetness. I was ready. I started rubbing myself, harder and harder as her moans grew louder. I closed my eyes, focusing on her screams and I finally reached my peak. It was beyond glorious. Right after, I fell asleep, dreaming of the upcoming trip to Vegas, and all the ways I hoped daddy would spread me wide open.
Chapter 7
When I woke up, it was finally Friday. Mom had already left the house and Daddy and I were supposed to pick up my friends and go to the airport. I woke up excited: the trip, my birthday, him being there…everything just seemed to perfect! Our bags were already packed and waiting for us in the
hallway.
I got dressed and hurried downstairs. Daddy was already there, in the living room, slouched in an armchair. I walked in: “Good morning Daddy! When are we leaving?”
“Good morning, sweetlips. Come over here. Don’t be afraid.”
I walked over to him only to see the bulge on the front of his pants. Daddy was already hard! I smiled and I proceeded to get down on my knees in front of him, licking my lips as I went down. Daddy grabbed me by my shoulders and made me stand up: “Not now, sweetlips. This time, I just want to spank you. Come over here.” – He was motioning me towards his lap. I laid face and chest down, butt up on his lap. Daddy proceeded to lift my skirt up and massage my ass.
“Oh sweetlips, what am I to do with you?”
“Anything you want, daddy.”
“Anything?”
I nodded. He ripped my thong out with his teeth. It made my toes curl and it gave me goose bumps all over. He laughed and I felt excitement get the best of me. Daddy used both of his hands to spank me. Very gently at first, then harder. After about 15 minutes, he was spanking me so hard, I had to scream.
“What’s the matter, sweetlips? You don’t like it rough?”
“Daddy, it hurts!” – I complained, as he slapped me again before diving in with his teeth. He removed me from his lap and made me lie face down on the carpet. After this, he kneeled behind me, as if massaging me, but solely focusing on my butt. Both of his legs were pressing me down on the floor. His hands were all over me: from pulling my hair, through my back, towards my butt.
“Your ass is perfect, sweetlips. It begs me to fuck it.”
I heard him unzipping his pants as I felt the familiar sensation again: he was rubbing himself off me. At the same time, I felt his right hand open my butt. Slowly at first, only to glide around my asshole. I felt his index finger enter my behind and I screamed.
“Don’t worry sweetlips. It’s just a finger.” – He leaned in whispering, while his finger was still in my butthole. I tried to move, to get up, but I was clenched on the floor, with the weight of his legs on me. There was no getting away.
Then, daddy pushed his finger deeper inside. I screamed again. He laughed: “Oh sweetlips, get used to it. No pain, no gain.” As he pushed his finger deeper in, I bit on my right hand to stop the screaming. He smiled again: “That’s better, sweetlips. You’re learning fast.”
Daddy proceeded to finger fuck my asshole, using a couple of different fingers. After about half an hour, I was already used to it, I was more relaxed and it actually felt good. I was ready to take his cock in.
“Daddy, give it to me.” – I pleaded as he ignored me.
“Sweetlips, you’re not ready yet.”
Daddy used his cock and rubbed it all over me: from my ass to my pussy and back again. This time, he didn’t enter me. I heard him jerking off and I felt the hot stream of cum dripping on my ass.
Daddy stood up and put his pants back on: “Clean yourself, sweetlips. It’s time to go.”
Chapter 8
We left the house and picked up my three friends: Laura, Sally and Ann. They were all my age and when it came to looks, we were pretty much the same: all tall, all model-like. After all, we were all cheerleaders. I was sitting in the front with Daddy while the three of them were in the back. They were all giggling of course, the excitement of the trip ahead was taking its toll. I was excited for the trip too, but at the same time I was extremely bummed for not being allowed to orgasm. It was driving me insane at that point and it didn’t help that I could feel Daddy’s smell so close to me.
Daddy was quiet, I could tell he was trying to play the “adult” role. He was stealing looks at my friends and I knew he found them all attractive. After all, Daddy wasn’t that old and with his looks, it all seemed as if he was just one very lucky guy.
We got to the airport, checked in and took off. Nothing too significant happened on the flight except for me catching him staring at us.
Once we got to Vegas, we left the airport and took a cab to the ESQUIRE RESORT. Mom had everything planned out, and everything was luxurious and beautiful. She simply wanted her daughter to have the best 19th birthday possible. Once we stepped in the ESQUIRE RESORT, I swear everyone was staring at us! Well, more specifically, everyone was staring at Daddy. At first, we were taken aback, but then we realized with two of us on his one hand, and the other two on his other hand, everyone was staring at Daddy because they were jealous! They all probably thought we were with him. My friends and I, we loved the attention and started giggling like teenagers do, completely ignoring daddy’s plea to behave. As we were making our way to the check in counter, a guy walks up to us and asks daddy: “How much for the girls?”
“Excuse me?” – Daddy retorted.
“You know man, specimens like this get expensive. But, I’m willing to pay the price.” – The man confidently replied. It was obvious the man had mistaken Daddy for a pimp, and he though the four of us were high-priced hookers.
I’ve never seen Daddy like that: his whole face flushed red, he stood very still zooming in on the man and barking at him: “Fuck off you sick bastard! I’m their daddy!”
The four of us were all falling down from laughter as we thought it hysterically funny to be mistaken for expensive whores. We never actually realized how angry Daddy was.
“Ok, man, I get it. You’re their 'daddy'.” – The man said, using his fingers in air quotes, when he emphasized the word 'daddy'. The man laughed, as daddy looked at him: “They’re my daughters, you si
ck fuck!” -He barked.
Realizing his folly, the man looked down and walked away immediately. My friends and I were laughing, calling daddy “our hero”, only to have Laura remember how the man said “you’re their daddy” and we all started calling him “our daddy”, in a very sexual way. As much as my friends were joking about it, the sound of saying “daddy”, had always turned me on. From that moment on, I couldn’t stop thinking about taking his clothes off.
All my friends kept calling him “daddy”, accenting the word like I myself normally do when him and I are alone, and all I kept thinking about was what we had done these last 2 days. It was literally driving me up the wall every second, I was regretting having my friends there. All I wanted was to fuck daddy’s brains out.
Chapter 9
We checked in the hotel only to discover mom had booked one of their finest suites for us! It was absolutely fantastic! The suite was enormous, four bedrooms, huge living room, a bar, a big balcony and a hot tub. It definitely looked like something out of a movie and we were all thrilled to be there.
My friends and I were behaving like 18 year olds do: yelling in excitement, jumping up and down, trying each other’s dresses…you know, the works. Daddy was sitting quietly in front of the TV, observing. I made it a point to walk out and model for him: from miniskirts to bikinis, I needed his eyes on me. Unfortunately, all my friends thought it was a good idea, so the next thing you know, all four of us are modeling in front of the TV, saying stuff like:
“Hey daddy look at me!”
“Who’s your favorite girl, daddy?”
“Do you like what you see daddy?"
Just by looking at him, I knew he was getting uncomfortable. So much, that he needed to readjust his pants a few times.
Finally, we were all ready to go out! It was time to relax and have some fun! Daddy took us down to the strip of casinos. The air, the people, the hotels around us…it was as if we were in a fairytale! Millions of bars and restaurants around us, people dressed up funny, hookers, gamblers…all of it! We were so happy to be able to see it all! During our walk, we had to stop at a MINI MART for water and stuff like that. Ann noticed the MINI MART sold liquor, which, I thought very odd, but this was Vegas baby! All four of us literally jumped on Daddy, tugging him and begging him to buy some booze so we can all drink.
This was all happening right in the middle of the MINI MART and boy, we got some strange looks. There were quite a few people in there, they were all eyeing Daddy simply because they couldn’t believe his luck! They all thought he was actually with us! I saw Daddy look at the people around us, but unlike in the hotel, his eyes were different now: it was as if he was saying: “these are mine, don’t touch!”
We kept begging him to buy some booze and he kept refusing in. Finally, I stepped right in front of him, literally walked into his personal space, leaned in and whispered: “Daddy do it for me. I promise you won’t regret it.”
He starred at me for a while, before finally exhaling: “Fine. But, you girls have to promise me NO ONE will ever know I did this. Promise not to tell your parents or your friends at home. I can get in HUGE trouble, you know!”
“We promise! I promise! I swear!” – The four of us were yelling as he finally went up to the cash registry and bought a whole bag of booze. While he was waiting in line, I saw him sneaking a peak at us: his eyes moved from our legs to our breasts, he eyed each of us separately. I knew what he was doing as I’d seen that look before and it was clear to me he was longing for all of us. Our firm bodies, long legs, great racks, it was all circling in his head and I decided to make this a night he will never forget.
Chapter 10
After we walked around the strip for a little while longer, we decided it was time to get this party started. We went back to our beautiful suite, turned on the music and had Daddy make cocktails for us! We were drinking vodka with different syrups: raspberry, strawberry, lemon etc... while Daddy was drinking just straight vodka. It felt great: all four of us were kind of boozy and my favorite song was on, so we started stripping. Daddy stood there, looking at us, smiling, trying to control himself.
The four of us got naked, down to our bras and panties as we continued drinking and dancing and singing. It was really liberating and I was enjoying myself to the max!
I noticed Ann eyeing Daddy. She had been eyeing him even before our flight, and as much as I thought it meant nothing, I knew better when it came to her. Ann was definitely not a virgin, she had had at least three boyfriends so far, all much older than she was. By her look, I knew what she wanted.
The next thing that happened, Laura jumped up and offered to play “spin the bottle”. As much as it is a game for kids, we thought it was a great idea. Of course, we made Daddy sit and play with us. We drank, spun the bottle, kissed (we all got to smooch daddy on the lips, and he wasn’t complaining) after which, we all kissed each other. On the second round of spin the bottle, daddy said: “Let’s make this a little more interesting, ladies. How about French kissing from now on?”
We all yelled in agreement and in the next hour we were playing the game and French kissing whoever we got. While I was watching Daddy French kiss Ann, I saw their tongues intertwine and, I was surprised that I wasn’t jealous at all. Not only was I not jealous, but it looked so hot, it actually was very arousing.
Sally and Laura were extremely drunk by this time, and once they saw Daddy make out with Ann, they didn’t even wait for the bottle: they started making out with each other. I was sitting there, watching the two “couples” making out in front of me. It was clear that Sally and Laura both wanted Daddy so they were messing with him. As he was making out with Ann, he was staring at Sally and Laura, who in return started caressing each other’s breasts. Such a turn on!
While Daddy tried to pull away from Ann, she simply wouldn’t let him. Not only that, but she took her bra off, took his hands and placed them over her tits. I saw the bulge in his pants and I knew he was hard. They kept making out, Sally and Laura both kept kissing each other while staring at him and removing what was left of their underwear. Next thing you know, we are all completely naked, looking at each other. I saw Ann grab Daddy’s dick and I knew I was wet. I sat back, looking at them, gently stroking myself, using my right hand to rub my pussy. Sally and Laura saw what I was doing and started doing the same thing. All three of us, legs spread wide open, were sitting right across Daddy, giving him and eyeful.
Ann tried riding him, she was already rubbing herself off on him but he stopped her. I saw him glance in my direction and I knew he wanted to make this night special for me. He grabbed Ann by her hands and put her aside, as if she was a puppet.
“Kids, that’s enough.” – He said, standing up.
“I want a refill!” – Sally yelled, so we all jumped, butt naked and ran to our bar, where Daddy poured more drinks for us.
Chapter 11
It was already too late when we noticed Sally and Laura were completely passed out in one of the bedrooms. Daddy, being the responsible adult that he was, ran to them to make sure everything was in order. Luckily, it was. I guess they just got tanked on the booze, couldn’t drink anymore and passed out, tired.
Back in the living room, it was Daddy, Ann and I and we were still sipping on our cocktails, butt naked. At this time, Daddy got too touchy with us: stroking our hair, gliding his hands through our arms, placing his hands around our waists… And, we didn’t mind at all. Not only didn’t we mind, we actually invited him for more.
“Let’s play truth or dare!” – Ann suggested as we walked out on the gorgeous balcony. Daddy was laughing as he had his hand wrapped up around my shoulders, taking me outside where the hot tub was. We decided to play the game and then get in the hot tub.
“So, who starts?” – Ann asked as Daddy said he will go first.
“Okay, Ann, truth or dare?”
“Truth!”
“How many men have you fucked?” – Daddy asked,
staring at her.
“Hmm…About 5 I think. And, I’m ready for more.” – Ann retorted, pointing at him. He simply smiled.
“My turn!” – Ann said and turned to me: “Katie, truth or dare?”
“Dare!” – I yelled as I was scared she would ask if I was still a virgin. I couldn’t tell the truth since I promised Daddy not to tell a soul.
“Oh good, finally some fun! I dare you to grab your Daddy’s dick!”
I blushed as I turned towards him. His cock was already erected, standing right in front of me. I reached out and grabbed it, massaging it with both my hands.
“Oooh, nice!” – Ann squealed, as she came and sat next to me: “Let me show you how it’s done.”
She put one of my hands on Daddy’s cock and then one of hers. It was like a teaching course: “So you do this. And that. Pull here..lick here…” I was only nodding and following her directions.
