"Not that way," laughed Spencer. "But I'm sure there will be ways to work it off by helping around the house."
She curled against him and rested her head against his furry chest. She listened to his heartbeat. He admired the slender perfection of her young body.
"How old are you anyway?" he murmured.
"Twenty," she said. "Do you like them older?"
"That'll do," he chuckled.
"How old are you?"
"Forty eight."
"Mmmm," she said with a smile and pushed herself against his side. "My dad's three years younger than you."
He gave her a questioning look and she giggled.
"Oh, no, I think it's hot. I like an older man. Especially you, Mr. Older Man."
She threw a leg over his thigh and leaned up from his chest to give Spencer a slow, deep kiss that lingered. He did not stop her as she began to kiss lower and lower. Her hand caressed his cock and her kissed followed the firm ladder of his abs down. Her tongue was a hot finger against the flaccid hose of his cock. She cleaned the traces of his cum away, moaning to herself and curling her hair behind her ear as she took his cock into her mouth and began to suck.
"What are you after, Katie?" laughed Spencer.
She popped her lips from the slowly swelling head of his cock.
"A favor," she said.
She looked up at him as she stuck out her pink tongue and licked the bulging ridge of his glans. She swirled her tongue around his several times before teasing the underside of his tip by rubbing her pouted bottom lip on it.
"Ohhhh...I thought I just did you a favor by saying 'yes' to you living here."
"It's about my younger sister, Joan," she said. "She just started at Sandy State and she hates the dorms. I was thinking..."
She paused in the middle of her sentence to lean her pretty face down between his thighs and lick from his balls, all the way up his hard shaft, to the tip of my cock. She smiled with her tongue still lapping at the tip of Spencer's cock.
"...that maybe Joan could live her too and share a room with me. You said girls can bunk together."
"I'll have to think about it," said Spencer.
"You do that. And let me give you something to think about."
Katie's lips parted around Spencer's cock as he was engulfed in the wet perfection of her mouth. She sucked him slowly, bobbing her head up and down and intermittently looking up at his face to measure his pleasure.
He rested one hand on her shoulder and watched her. She was not a master of sucking cock, she did not take him very deep or even try to deep throat him, but she was so into it that it made it hotter. Her mouth was so hot. Her spit dripped from his balls. She occasionally paused to loudly slurp and suck up spit from the head of his cock.
She slowly brought him to the edge. When he began to moan beneath her, she lifted her mouth from his cock and climbed atop him. Her boiling, cream-filled pussy was on him, swallowing him up into her tight channel. She rode him hard, her pert breasts bouncing, her lips hanging open in a cry of pleasure.
"Hold my ass," she gasped. "Hold onto me."
He grabbed two handfuls of her firm as and bent his head up to meet her and kiss her. Their lips bounced together as she wildly worked her hips.
"I'm going to cum again," he groaned.
"Not yet," she hissed. "Hold on."
His grip on her ass tightened. He struggled to control his orgasm by imagining anything but the beautiful 20-year old Katie riding his cock. She made it hard as those perky tits jiggled and her blue eyes grew shuttered with arousal.
"Yesssss! YES!" she cried, arching against him. "Cumming!"
It was all Spencer needed to hear. He thrust up and into Katie, their bodies making lewd sounds where they met. He held her arching body in his arms and bucked her on his cock. His muscles tensed and he met the rippling heat of her orgasm with another powerful eruption of his cum. Each pulse launched a new wave of sperm to her fertile cunt.
Later, entangled, flushed and smiling, he suggested a meeting with Joan.
"I need to know who is going to be living here," he said.
"Fair enough. Do you want to get together tonight?"
He was still trying to catch his breath. He shook his head.
"I think you've drained all the life from me tonight," said Spencer. "Besides, my daughter is bringing me beer and pizza. I think she wants to hang out with just dad tonight."
"Fine. How about you meet us at the Library at seven tomorrow night. It's a bar on Western Avenue. Do you know it?"
He didn't, so she entered it into his phone. With a kiss and a last bit of fondling, she separated and pulled on her clothes. He lay there naked for several minutes after she left.
Spencer was glad the showers worked. He cleaned off the sweat and sex and pulled on a fresh shirt and underwear. He only had the one pair of work pants and he needed to move the carpet rolls down into the basement. He was carrying the last of them down the stairs when he heard his daughter's voice in the house above.
"Daddy? Daaaaaady? Are you still here?"
He was about to answer her when he heard Bryce, her boyfriend.
"Maybe he went on his own beer run."
Their feet thumped over the hardwood floors coming towards the back of the house. Spencer wasn't sure why, but he shut off the basement light and hid in the darkness. He watched through the basement door as Maddy and Bryce entered the kitchen. They crossed to the counter with the pizza box and beers.
"Dad, are you here?" shouted Maddy.
"I don't think he's here," chuckled Bryce.
Bryce was a tall, lean young man, about Maddy's age. His hair was bleached blond. He had his arm around Maddy's slender waist.
Spencer had caught the two of them together more times than he could count, but he had never watched them like this. His pulse quickened as he realized he wanted to see them have sex. He wanted to see his daughter with her boyfriend.
"Let me have one of those beers," said Bryce.
"You know I can't drink with the baby," said Spencer's daughter and she placed her hand on the slight paunch of her belly.
"I just want one."
She handed Bryce a beer and he cracked it open. She hopped up and slid her butt onto the kitchen island. He leaned against the counter across from her, sipping his beer.
"I think your dad hates me," said Bryce. "How many times has he caught us together now? Four?"
"At least," said Maddy. "Sometimes I wonder if he wants to catch us. He's a big time pervert you know."
"Oh, I've heard. He has a thing for teenage girls. Like, all of your friends. And then some."
"Who else?"
"Well, I heard for Julie, who is friends with Gillian. You know how he took Gillian on that vacation? Supposedly they met up with this mother and daughter in Spain and they all four hooked up together. So he is down for that sort of thing."
"Ohhh, yuck," laughed Maddy. "Don't talk about my dad like that. It's bad enough I have to think about him banging all of my friends. Some big orgy? Too much."
Bryce laughed and swigged the beer. Spencer's face burned listening to them talk about him and accurately describe his fling in Spain no less. He was about to announce his presence and step out of the basement when Bryce finished his beer and crossed to Maddy. Spencer froze as Bryce's hands slid onto Maddy's knees.
"You know, we can break this place in while your dad is gone," said Bryce, running his hand up Maddy's thighs.
"Shut up," she giggled, but did not push him away.
"I know what you want," he said and leaned in to whisper it in Maddy's ear. Her eyes went wide and she blushed as Bryce explained what he was going to do to her. When he lifted his lips from her ear, she could only manage a nod in reply.
Bryce yanked her tennis shoes off first. She was wearing bright pink socks underneath. He left those on as he unzipped her jeans. She lifted her butt so he could slide them down her pale thighs. Spencer's cock twitched as Bryce yanked down his daughter'
s pants and exposed the soft, blue cotton of her panties. He had an excellent vantage for a moment, but it was soon blocked as Bryce stepped between Maddy's knees and began kissing her.
Bryce slid his hand into her panties as they made out. Maddy stopped him, whispering too softly for Spencer to hear. She pulled her sweater off over her head and stripped off her bra to expose the tan-lined paleness of her breasts and the hard pink pebbles of her nipples. She squeezed them with desire as Bryce worked his fingers inside her panties. Bryce lowered his face to Maddy's chest, kissing her breasts and licking her nipples. Maddy yelped as he sucked hard at one nipple and then the other.
"You're so rough," She laughed.
"And you're so smooth," he said, looking down into her stretched panties.
"I thought you'd like that," said Maddy. "I bet you'll really like it when you're on your knees."
Bryce chuckled and began kissing his way down Maddy's body. She leaned back on her hands and watched as he peeled off her panties. Spencer saw his daughter's slick flower for a moment as Bryce tossed the panties aside. Her little mound was glistening wet and blushed with desire.
Spencer's fist clenched in fatherly anger as Bryce dropped to his knees and began to go down on Maddy. She grabbed her boyfriend's head and gasped with delight as Bryce's tongue made contact. Spencer couldn't see a lot with Bryce kneeling between Maddy's legs, but he was making a lot of noise licking and sucking at Maddy's tender cunt. As Spencer watched the pleasure on his daughter's face and listened to the slurping, his anger faded and his cock throbbed with voyeuristic desire.
"Ohhhh baby, yes, that's so good," moaned Maddy, grabbing Bryce's blond hair with both hands. "Lick it right there. Oh my god."
"Mmmphhmmmm!" replied Bryce, lapping and sucking at Maddy's pussy as she dropped one of her legs over his shoulder.
Spencer watched his daughter in the throes of her orgasm. She tossed her auburn hair over her face. Her full lips parted and she pulled her boyfriend's head between her thighs. God, she was beautiful. She rode her cunt against Bryce's stupid face and did not let up until she slumped back in a gasping mess.
"You're so good to me," she sighed.
Bryce stood up and shared the taste of Maddy's pussy with her. It was a long, sloppy kiss. They talked in low voices and Spencer couldn't hear what they were saying. Maddy laughed and slid down off the kitchen island. She bit her fingertip and whirled to face away from Bryce. He pushed her between her shoulders and she laughed and bent over the kitchen island.
"Look at that ass," said Bryce and he stood back for a moment almost as if he was showing it to Spencer.
Maddy's ass was small and firm and when she bent over it showed Spencer the tiny pink wrinkle of her asshole. Her cheeks were marked by the pale lines of her bikini. The backs of her thighs glistened with her juices. Bryce spanked her ass. Her head lifted and she sucked a hissing breath through her teeth.
"Yeah," said Bryce. "I'm going to fuck that tight little pussy."
"Oh, yeah, baby," cried Maddy. "Give me that big dick."
Bryce unzipped and dropped his pants and underwear down his thighs. He took his cock in hand and guided it to Maddy's waiting peach. They both groaned with pleasure as he slipped inside her. Bryce's body blocked Spencer's view. The teenager began to pound his hard cock into Spencer's daughter, their bodies colliding with loud slaps of flesh on flesh. Spencer rubbed himself through his jeans as he watched his teenage daughter being furiously fucked by her boyfriend. He was so close that he could smell the tang of sex in the air and it only stiffened his cock more.
After only a few minutes of thrusting, Bryce slipped his cock out of Maddy. It was a slick, purple bludgeon in his fist. Her jerked it and sapped it against her ass.
"I'm going to fuck that tight asshole. Right now. I'm going to fuck it."
"Oh, Bryce, there's no lube," said Maddy, looking nervously over her shoulder.
Bryce reached his hand around Maddy's mouth, cupping her lips.
"Spit," he said and Spencer could hear his daughter spitting into Bryce's cupped hand.
Bryce brought his hand back and smacked his wet, spit-covered fingered into Maddy's crack. He worked his hand between her cheeks, massaging the spit into her little asshole. She moaned as she worked one finger and then two up her tight dirt pipe. She rocked against the kitchen island as Bryce sawed those two fingers in and out of Maddy's hole.
"Fuck," whispered Spencer, eyes bulging at what he saw. "Give it to her. Fuck her ass."
Spencer was no longer even aware of his fatherly duties. He watching like a sick pervert at a peepshow, rubbing his hard cock through his jeans as Bryce loosened up Maddy's asshole. Spencer had a clear, obscene view as Bryce spread Maddy's cheeks apart and pressed the head of his cock against her pink pucker. She grunted girlishly as he pushed, harder and harder, stretching into her until Bryce's cock finally overcame her resistance and popped into her ass. Both Maddy and Bryce groaned loudly in that moment and Bryce worked his cock deeper into her teenage hole.
"Slow. Nnnnnn...slow," gasped Maddy.
"Oh fuck it is so tight," laughed Bryce. "I don't know how long I can hold out."
He worked his hips slowly, moving to block Spencer's view of some of the action. Spencer watched his daughter's face instead. The pain and pleasure mingling in those big eyes. The way she chewed her lower lip as her body rocked forward with each of Bryce's thrusts. It took all of Spencer's willpower not to unzip his pants and jerk his cock to the sight.
"Fuck, baby, that ass feels so good," groaned Bryce.
"Get it...ohhh...fuck my assssss."
Bryce gripped Maddy's hips and began to thrust harder and deeper into her ass. Her eyes rolled back as the pleasure took over. She wriggled her hand beneath her body and thrust it between her slender thighs to strum her clit while her ass was being fucked. Soft whines and grunts of pleasure accompanied each thrust of Bryce's hips.
"Can't take much more...I'm going to blow my load..."
Maddy lifted her head and gasped, "In my mouth. I want to taste it!"
Spencer's cock throbbed hearing those words from his daughter's lips. He raised a sweet, innocent girl, or so he though, and here she was, begging for ass to mouth. Bryce was only too happy to give it to her. He unscrewed his swollen cock from her teenage ass and she turned and dropped to her knees. Her hand tugged his glistening shaft and her lips wrapped around the tip. Her cheeks hollowed and she bobbed on him.
"Aaahhhh fuck, baby, I'm cumming. I'm shooting right...aaaaahhh!!"
"MMmmmmmm," agreed Maddy, bobbing on Bryce's tip and working his visibly throbbing cock with her soft hand.
Spencer watched his daughter's face again. He saw the wince in her eyes as that first shot of her boyfriend's cum hit her throat. He watched her lips tighten and her cheeks suck in as she hungrily drained the spurting cum from Bryce. She did not miss a drop and when she finally lifted her mouth there was not a trace of cum there.
"Ohhhh, baby," laughed Bryce. "You are too good to me."
"Next time," she said, standing up and embracing him, "I want to feel you cum in my ass."
They pulled their clothes back on as Spencer's heart rate slowly returned to normal. He had very nearly cum in his jeans from rubbing his cock through them, but when the act was over between Bryce and Maddy, the guilt had set in. He looked away from their naked bodies and was glad when they left the pizza and the beer on the counter and departed.
"What the fuck are you doing, Spencer?" he muttered to himself.
He walked back into the kitchen and cracked open one of the beers. He walked over to the kitchen island. The smell of sex was lingering in the air. Down at his feet, barely visible against the white tile, was a bubble of spit that had slid from his daughter's crack when Bryce was lubing her up.
"Fuck," said Spencer, hit by a new wave of desire that crashed into his guilt. "I gotta get out of here."
He grabbed the beer and pizza and headed back to the motel. He barely touched the food, but he c
hugged the beers and sprawled on the dingy motel bed. He was glad when the drone of the TV and the beers overcame the images playing out in his head and allowed him to fall asleep.
Spencer awoke surprisingly hung over from five beers and crawled into the shower to douse his throbbing head in cold water. When he came back, he checked his phone and found multiple texts from Katie waiting for him. Most of them from the night before. The one from the morning was a reminder to meet Katie and her sister Joan at the bar called the Library. He texted back a reply, "SEE YOU THERE."
Still a bit fuzzy-headed and guilty about what he witnessed, Spencer was relieved to find the house empty. He put in his earbuds and got to work, finishing the upstairs painting, laying the carpet in the basement, grouting the basement bathroom and installing the drop ceiling. He was tired, but still eager to get work done. He had a quick lunch and was done in time to meet the furniture deliveries. It was a stream of them, beds for all the bedrooms, couches and tables and chairs. He even bought ottomans for the two larger bedrooms.
Maddy stopped by in the late afternoon. Spencer was in the basement vacuuming the debris from cutting the drop ceiling to fit around the lights and did not hear her approach until she tapped him on his shoulder. His face burned with sudden embarrassment when he saw her, but he forced himself to look at her and keep eye contact.
"Wow, it's really coming together," she said.
"Yep, still some work to be done. Tomorrow we'll go shopping for bedding and curtains and that sort of thing, but I might just make that deadline."
"So when can we move in?" she asked. "Because the dorms suuuuuuck."
"Soon. It has to be approved by the Greek Council first and then you and the girls have to be inducted into the system. Maybe two weeks?"
She threw her arms around his head and surprised him with a kiss on the lips. It wasn't meant to be erotic, but it shocked him so much that he felt a throb in his pants. She hung on his neck for a little too long and he set her back down on the floor.
"Thank you so much, daddy! You're the best."
"Anything for you and the girls."
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