The Family that Steals Together Stays Together (Closed for WickedPen)

Katie heard her father's words and like a dream coming true she was not sure she was not dreaming. His cock throbbed against her thigh now across him and she surged with desire. She pushed her face up against his neck, inhaling his scent.

"She sighed "yes" as her lips slid across his jaw line. She felt his hands tighten on her ass. She kissed his jaw and turned feeling his manly cock stiffen against her thigh. She moved higher to his mouth with her eyes closed not wanting to wake from this dream.

"The only thing that bothered me was you have never come to me" she sighed as her soft lips touched his and her hot wet tongue slid along his lips.
 
His perfect woman was melting into him. Made from he and Susan, but better than both of them in every way. "Oh, Sweetheart, don't think it wasn't because I didn't want you, I just needed to know you were ready, I felt guilty for feeling what I was feeling, how incredibly desirable my own little girl was". The irony in his statements was as he was talking his hands we roaming, slipping under her hem and pulling it up to play with her tight ass and thong, the other outlining her perfect breasts. He heard her whimper.

He felt her tongue on his lips, and opened his to take in her sweetness, gently playing with her tongue until they danced passionately. Her nipples were like razors pressing into his chest, and in turn, his cock was like steel. He could only imagine, the wetness between her legs, and how much he wanted to enjoy that. He wanted her in every way, he wanted to go down, slide in, make love, sweet and gentle and hard and needy.

Then he remembered he still had guests downstairs, God, he didn't want to go. "Honey, you don't know how much Daddy wants you, wants to enjoy his Kitten, and let his Kitten enjoy him right now, but I have to get rid of these guests, can I come back, is there anything I can do before I go?"
 
Katie looked at him with sad puppy dog eyes as she always did when she wanted something. She stood slowly slipping out of his hands and off his rock hard man sized cock in his pants. She stepped back and with a wicked grin pulled her dress up over her perfect body. Toned, tanned and not an once more body fat than would make her perfect. she did not say a word as she opened her bra and let it slide off her arms releasing her perfect tits topped with stiff nipples. Then she smiled at him and bit her lip as her fingers slid under her thong hanging on her hip bones she slowly bent at the waist and dragged the lace down her legs. Legs that would lock onto something and not let go. Strong from hours of cheering for men to do what she wanted. Hours of jumping and spreading her legs in front of thousands on Saturday afternoon. She slid her feet out of her heels and stepped on to the thick carpeting and looked at her father. Not a golden strand out of place or where it shouldn't be. Tanned from her pedicure to her platinum blonde eyes browse.

"If you have to go, I guess I will just wait for Jimmy" she said walking around her bed as his eyes and head turned as if cabled to her. She lifted the fluffy white comforter and slid into the cool white sheets.

"Leave it open for him, ok daddy?" she purred almost hidden in the thick pillows and covers.
 
Jamie knew the look and knew he was in trouble. But then she put on a show. Her dress up over her head, and that body, god that body. Jamie heard three voices laughing downstairs, Susan had it handled. But just in case he texted their maid, Jacqueline, who knew the game, and made a six figure salary for her special services. Just yesterday, she had helped reduce Jamie’s stress by taking it bent over his desk, screaming for him to pound her. “Please check in on Mrs. Adams and see if she could use your special assistance.”

His eyes went back to his daughter. Her bra went first, her tits large, but gravity defyingly perky. He licked his lips. He thought of her cheering. During the Notre Dame-USC game, Katie was on camera more than the ND quarterback. Zooming in on her killer eyes and smile, long flowing hair, white sweater and bouncing breasts, and those legs, high in the air, flashing her lollipop cheerleader panties, she was every horny Dad’s wet dream.

She pulled her thong down, and stood there for a second, what man could refuse this offering. It pissed him off that Jimmy had been here first, he needed to show her the real man of this family. “...I guess I will just have to wait for Jimmy...”.

Fuck that! She knew what those words would do to him. She was his little girl, and he would not be replaced or stood in for. As she climbed into the covers, Jamie kicked off his shoes, and took his sock off before she even turned around. He would give her his own show. He could tell she had fantasized about this moment, Jamie fulfilled fantasies.

He tossed his tux jacket on the chair, and stared into her dreamy blue eyes as he slowly untied his bow tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and took it off, revealing his broad shoulders, muscled arms and chest, and abdominal six pack. Jamie worked hard at being a desirable sexual machine, and he loved the look in women’s eyes as they took him in. But never had he enjoyed this moment more than the unbridled lust he saw in his daughter. He stared at her, almost looked through her, as he unbuttoned his pants. ZIP, he brought it down. Her eyes were glued to the pants as they hung at his waist. Only the size and steel like hardness of his cock prevented them from falling to the floor. He was commando on nights like this, so as he pulled them down, his cock fired out at her.

He heard her gasp, she had no idea Daddy was that big. He smiled as he stepped out of his pants and joined her in bed. She opened the covers smiling, and he slid in. He leaned down to let his tongue circle and flick once on her perfect nipple of her perfect breast. Her legs were already spread as he slid his hands between her thighs. She whimpered as he firmly cupped her pussy in his strong hands. He brought his lips down, not quite touching, but wanting her so. He looked deep into her eyes, gently squeezing her mound, “Kitten, this belongs to Daddy, ...and no one else...”
 
"Well there are a few guys at school who might argue that point" she said with a wicked smile that would make her mother blush. She was electrified as the forbidden dance began.

"Daddy I have listed to you and mommy and gotten so wet. The way you make her moan and cry out in the night." she sighed softly. "I want that too" she said with a smile like she asked for a new Mercedes.

"But Daddy!" she said putting her hand on his sexy chest to stop him. "Your guests? You should go back" she said as her silky thigh slid between his and she looked at him with her pouty wet pink lips and big beautiful eyes. "Did you tell them you were coming to see me?" she asked clearly concerned with the cover story as she was seconds away from fucking her father for the first time as her mother entertained guests.

"I think you should go to them, help mom and clean that woman off of your cock" she said sounding more like her mother than the little girl Jaime lusted for all these years.
 
The mention of the other boys was not appreciated. Nor was her reaction, go, go, go, then stop. Was she actually trying to play him? Daddy loved his kitten, but not this version. If she wanted to cock tease, she could do it with the college boys, or her handsome, but stupid brother, not a real man, not a man who had more pussy thrown at him on a daily basis, then many A list actors.

She felt him pull his hand away, but didn’t realize how the fire he had felt had turned cold. He slid out and sat on the edge of the bed. She was right, his priorities should be elsewhere. He grabbed his pants and put them on, he left his tie ther but rebuttoned his shirt and put on his jacket.

She looked at him in surprise, he wondered if anyone had refused her charms before. “Kitten, it does belong to Daddy, and I suggest you remember that...and I better not see or hear your fucking brother in this room...now I am going to finish entertaining our guests”.

Jamie was pissed as he went back dow the stairs, disappointed in his princess’ lack of gratitude. She lived the life of a princess, always had, on his back. If she wanted some fumbling college kid, with a quick trigger, and over eager cock. He could pay for her Mercedes convertible, designer clothes, and trips to Europe and the Caribbean.

Walking back down, he saw the three of them laughing. Susan had things well in hand. Jacqueline was bending over, giving Kai a spectacular view. He came over to his wife, “is everything okay with Katie?” She asked. “Oh fine she was just wanting the Jimmy treatment”, he smiled but looked coldly into her eyes. She knew she had broken their code, this life they lead required transparency, and she had broken that Cardinal rule. She tried to read her husband, tried to understand the damage.
 
Katie was pleased with the reaction she had drawn from Daddy. She went and got his tie walking slowly naked across the carpet between her toes. She picked up the black ribbon and then found her phone.

Back in her bed she tied the tie around her neck and took a selfie from her bare shoulders up to her pouting face. She messaged the pic and a message, "forgot something", to Daddy, "send." she said as she pressed the screen. She knew not to expect any back.

The next selfie started with the untied tie dangling down between her perfect breasts and angled upward to her with a finger in her mouth as though she was thinking. The message with this one was "do you need it?"

She could only imagine how hard he was looking at these. For her next image she laid the black material across her abs and took it up towards her face barely visible behind her breasts. The message read "this tie is going places."

Katie was her mother but being raised the way she had, her imagination and sexuality eclipsed her mothers easily. She took the tie and with one hand with it wrapped around two fingers she slid them into her wet excited lips. She clicked the selfie of just that.

She typed "I will leave it in your drawer" and sent the image. She bolted out of bed naked and into their room and left his damp tie, wet with her scent in his drawer and then walked back slowly, looking towards the stairs hoping to see him charging at her. But it was only dark and the faint sound of a cocktail party. She walked into her room and turned off the light leaving her door cracked in hopes that someone would come a calling and give her what she truly came home for.
 
Back in the living room, Susan put on a show. Coming up behind the petite Asian woman, she kissed her, and fondled her breasts, neither woman ever taking their eyes off Kai’s. Susan in complete control, Asa panting, she slipped her dress off, and slid her thong down. As Susan walked around and slid the young woman’s leg up onto her shoulder, Kai pulled out his cock and began to jerk. Jamie, smiled, poured another glass of scotch, and readied the contracts, and his iPad to do a wire transfer. Susan was an expert in cunnilingus, halfway through, she slipped off her dress to provide the audience a better view. Her tongue buried in Asa’s cunt, she slipped a finger into her ass and listened to her beg for more. She tasted Jamie’s cum with every lick, and she couldn’t help but enjoy it.

As precum started to flow from his cock, Jamie handed him the papers. “Don’t you want to be part of our family here?” Kai signed without ever looking up from Susan’s magical tongue, now worshipping his wife’s clit. Asa’s juices flowing, soon her body shuddered in orgasm. Kai had a short, maybe five inch cock, Jamie guessed that had something to do with his Mommy issues, Mommy understood her little boy’s cock. As Susan crawled over on all fours, he heard Kai panting. As his tiny cock was swallowed, he let out a small cry. Jamie handed him the iPad, and Susan kept her mouth still, only gentle swirling of her expert tongue. He transferred in $20 million to begin his account, and Jamie signaled to Susan to close the rest of the transaction. 30 seconds later of rhythmic head bobbing, and expert tongue work and sucking, Kai blew his load all over Susan’s perfect tits. For show, she scooped up a fingerfull and did a 20 second masterpiece of swallowing. If he could have he would have cum again. Jamie didn’t watch. He was just now looking at his phone, enjoying Katie’s little show. He smiled, she was creative in a way that her mother never would be, and my God she was sexy, in a way her mother definitely was. Despite all thatJamie wasn’t sure how interested he was in either one right now.

Two very happy new clients hopped in their limo twenty minutes later, both hoping to get back together soon. Jamie and Susan would oblige, they knew well the cost of new customer acquisition. Susan had heard Jamie earlier, but assumed with the close she just performed here, all was forgiven. She was wrong. Susan was the perfect business partner, she had proven that once again. She would be rewarded. No, going on with Jimmy, not telling him, that had nothing to do with business. He would have understood, even probably encouraged. No, she had intentionally mislead him, broken the very trust their relationship so depended on, and even more, she had really hurt him. Hurt him, like no one else could. He smelled Asa and Kai on her breath as she came up to kiss him. She assumed they were headed up to their normal celebration session, letting all the sexual energy they had created play out on each other. She took his hand, “shall we go up and celebrate?” But Jamie pulled his hand away and looked back with the same cold stare as earlier. “Not tonight, I need some time...I think I am going to make other plans”.

He went upstairs, still not completely sure what he wanted to have happen. However, rather than the east wing master bedroom, he headed to the west wing. Opening his daughter’s cracked door. She was sitting in bed, her gorgeous breasts bare and reflecting the moonlight through her French windows. She was looking at him, and he could barely make out the slight pout on her lips. He sat down on the side of her bed, he cradled her cheek in his palm, like he had so many times. Jamie was tired of games, facades, he hoped for a moment of truth. “Kitten please just talk to Daddy. Why are you really here, and what do you really want?”
 
Katie smiled as her father's silhouetted filled her doorway. She had heard the limo pull away and knew it was only family in the house. Her father walked in and sat on the bed next to her.

".. what do you really want?" he asked as his soft hand caressed her cheek. She put her hand over his and pushed her face into it. Then she turned and kissed his palm as her eyes opened and looked up at him. Her tongue slid against his palm and she kissed it.

She thought about his question as her mouth kissed and sucked and licked his palm. Should she play the good girl, "just my daddy's love" or the bad girl "as much pleasure as I can get."? She knew her time was evaporating as his palm grew wetter.

"I don't know" she finally admitted pulling away from his hand. She held it with her hands in her lap as she sat against the biggest softest pillows money could buy. Her naked torso somehow glowing the darkness. "I think I am a bad girl daddy" she said looking at his hand in hers. She looked up at him and took a deep breath. Her chest rose with her perfect breasts and hard nipples she exhaled and her eyes rose to his. "All I ever want is sex" she said. It was an admission she had never made to anyone, anyone who understood how serious she was. "I need it, but only have been with a few men. A couple girls too." she said blushing. "Sometimes I think there is something wrong with me." she said searching his poker trained eyes for some reaction.

"Was he buying it? Would he forgive her for her attitude before? Would he buy the 'few guys and girls'?" she thought wearing a sad expression. "I am sorry I told you about Jimmy and mom but he is the same way. We inherited or share some super sex gene or something" she said desperate for him to accept this explanation. "I can show you" she said slowly raising his palm to her breast. "I can give you anything, everything you have ever imagined" she said pressing his palm into her breast. She massaged her breast with his hand that seemed disinterested. "Please Daddy. how can I make this right?" she begged.
 
Jamie felt her, and knew she was telling the truth. He wished she wasn’t. Jamie thought about women in two ways, well actually three, but the all other category was irrelevent here. Woman he loved, up until now, there was one of those, Susan. Only one other had any chance of joining her, and that was Katie. The women he loved were transcendant to him. Making love to them was beyond compare, both physically and emotionally. They were his Cabernet’s and vintage aged Scotch. Something he wanted every day, savored, cherished, could never bore of or ever be anything less than an experience to be cherished. Their very existence made life worth living.

Then there were the women he fucked. They were many, the cold beer on a blistering hot day, the bloody mary at breakfast, the gin or vodka and tonic, just because. Tasty, refreshing, often revitalizing, but eminently disposable, forgettable, one blonde blurring into the next hot brunette or redhead. Young, older, spinner or voluptuous. All fun, just forgettable. He looked at his Katie and hoped for the men and women she had had, she was at least a great Cuban cigar, something you savored for hours before disposing. How did he explain this to her, that she was too good to be disposable, that there was more to be had if she wanted that. Then he thought about his “other love”, did Susan feel the difference, did she know how he loved her, did she want the same, or did she just want to be a woman he and others fucked. At one point, he had been sure they were on the same plain. Now he wasn’t so sure. He thought about a life filled solely with women he fucked and that suddenly felt very lonely and empty.

Her tongue still licking his hand, in the dark he looked into her eyes. “Kitten, we are very sexual people. It is fine to enjoy sex, we all do. But there is a difference. I fuck many women, I enjoy them and forget about them. We use each other for gratification, nothing more. I live you Katie, I have longed to make love to you, make yours and my body explode, but in something deeper, more gratifying than just sex. With you I want to feel more, be more, treasure you. I could never just fuck you, make you disposable. If you want to try to feel more, be more, then make love to me. If you just want sex, I can’t do that to you, I can’t use you, even if that’s all you want.
 
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Katie heard her father and he sounded sincere but she was nineteen and saw a big world out there. She was not looking for a father husband or whatever he was proposing.

"Isn't mommy your love?" she said baffled with a man who was inches from her, as she licked his hand and he looked at her naked body not making his move. This was frustrating and invigorating as her body was electrified, awake and in need of a physical mate, not a love she could write poems with. She was one hundred and five pounds of well worked flesh that lived everyday to become the best physical specimen she could. She worked out so men would want her. She had her hair and nails done religiously so men would salivate when they saw her walk in. She studied and learned so she could entice men with her mind as well as her body, so they would want to rip her clothes off and have her. Make her theirs for a few minutes to a few days. She did not like sports but having thousands of men and boys watch her bounce and jump and spread her legs wearing a tiny skirt and form fitted vest or sweater was why she was a cheerleader.

She did not know what to do as her father looked at her disappointed but she was too far gone. She had to have it. She needed to have that massive cock she had seen earlier and wanted him to want her. She brought his wet palm to her breast and then reached down and pulled back the covers uncovering herself.

"Daddy, please, give me, I need to have you, right fucking now!" she said with her words growing more desperate with each syllable. "We can discuss the disposable versus the coveted tomorrow but right now, I need you to strip and make love, no, fuck your daughter like you have wanted to all these years." She looked angry breathing heavy waiting for him to make a move. This would be a test of Jaime. This would be a tough table to leave with nothing.
 
Jamie debated, strongly considered kissing her on the cheek and leaving. He knew how for most men, hell virtually all men, this would not even be a debate. Only, how fast could they get their pants off, and get their cock inside her? But he was not most men, she was not the first 18 year old cheerleader, she wasn't even the first USC cheerleader he had been to bed with. But she might have been the coldest, and most calculating. What the fuck had he and Susan done wrong to raise this? He thought about the princess he had thought he knew, the girl she had the capability to be, but instead, just wanted to be objectified, no man wants to think his daughter just wants to be a whore, just with better wrapping.

But then he thought again, she was so young, maybe she just didn't know any better. Sex was fun, he loved it, and he wasn't looking to marry her for Christ sake. But he did hope that there was a connection there, something different and she would recognize it when she experienced it. Would she feel something different if she was with a man who actually cared, worked as hard at pleasuring her, as he was concerned about pleasuring himself. He had to find out, see if there was something more inside, than she seemed to indicate. Something he might bring out.

As he thought, he was removing his clothing. Now naked, he slid in next to her. He wasn't hard, a rare condition for him, but her mouth was talented and she quickly got him there. He pulled her off, and pushed her back on the bed, "Spread those legs for Daddy Kitten, I want you to enjoy a real cock, not some boy". He pushed her hands over her head into a submissive position and held them there with one hand.

His cock in his other hand, he slid it up and down her slit, covering his head with her juices, providing lubrication for his entry, his precum spread on her lips. He held it there, just into her opening, she tried to buck up, but he had anticipated and didn't let her grab him. He leaned down and kissed her, deeply passionately, her mouth open, her tongue attacking. He pulled back, looked into her lust filled eyes, "Tell Daddy, how much you want it, how badly you want his cock", She was horny, and frustrated. She was Katie, she didn't have to wait or beg for cock. But she was needy, she would have fucked a broom handle, and Daddy had more than that. "Oh yes, Daddy, I want your big hard cock, please fuck your kitten..." She looked into his eyes, she was saying the truth now, pure lust a great truth serum, "Fuck your Kitten raw". He was also lust crazed, the higher feelings reduced to the most basic, desires, "Oh God Kitten yessss..." as he drove his massive cock into her, stretching her and feeling her squeal as he bottomed out and began to grind in and out...
 
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Katie had gone from a over confident spoiled brat to a unsure woman feeling things unknown.

"Oh God" she shuddered as her father drove himself into her. Her confidence was erased with something she could not explain. She had been with massive football players and older dominant men but this was different. This was her daddy. She hugged him and slid her hands down his back as she had done a million times but then feeling his hard naked ass as he pumped his rock hard cock into her. She smelled him, so familiar but his hands on her body were not gentle and loving but needing her, using her, and she loved it.

"Yes Daddy! Yes!" she cried into his ear. "You feel better than I ever imagined" she gasped as she felt herself tightening. "I want to make you feel this good" she groaned working her hips in perfect rhythm with him. "I want to feed you cum in your kitten" she cooed calmly looking up at him. Her breasts bounced with his thrusts and she held her hands over her head giving herself to him. She looked up with an open mouth "anything you want."
 
Jamie, didn't just pound her initially, as much as he wanted her, desired her, he surveyed the land like the master cocksman he was. She needed to stretch to take him, but not like an 18 year old should. Jamie was big, very big by most standards. Mothers of four still had to adjust a bit before taking him fully. So he knew his baby girl had been ridden hard, and more than a few times.

He let it go, no father wants to think about that, but no father should be where he was right now, either. His cock buried in his hot daughter's pussy, he looked down as he drove into her. He wanted her, more than he wanted to admit. He had not had the strength to walk away, he knew that, he had desired her, fantasized too long. She may be acting, but he did sense a change in her as well, "Yes Daddy! Yes!...You feel better than I ever imagined".

God knows Jamie had uttered similar words, without an ounce of real truth. But she seemed real, he wanted her to be real, so he let himself believe it, let her words consume him in lust. Feeling the strength of several men, he took his daughter, ravaged her, touching every button he knew. Her breasts, her lips, her neck...over and over, kisses, licks, bites, caresses, and more kisses, he played her like a master musician living for his craft, wanting to deliver the performance of his his life.

She came, and he held, slowed down, let her rebuild again, and delivered. He fired into her, focusing on her orgasms, losing count, and staying rock hard, showing his Daughter the capabilities of the head of the household, the man who deserved to be here, that she should have longed for, even if she maybe hadn't. After they were done, he wanted her to long for him, others to pale in comparison. He didn't know if he accomplished his task, but fuck he tried.

He had never put so much energy into cock control, inducing orgasms, and taking a woman through plateau after plateau. Nearly an hour of constant grinding, pounding, pistoning, pulling out, moving her to different positions, showing his full bag of tricks. She had been taken in missionary, doggy, cowgirl, up against the back wall, missionary again, and finally now in scissors, he was there. He could clench and hold back no more, "Oh God Yesss, Kitten" he screamed, no doubt Susan hearing him, but letting his body fully enjoy his reward. He clenched, tightened, and then spasmed every muscle in his body, releasing his seed, rope after rope of it, into his daughters dripping, orgasmically exhausted cunt...
 
Katie was not prepared for the game her father brought. She thought she was but she had no idea. Her first orgasm came within minutes of him mounting her. The sight and sensation of her father fucking her was all it took. She creamed all over his massive cock and he seemed to get energized from it.

He tossed her into position after position not using her for his own pleasure but creating such reactions in her body she had never thought possible. She was groaning and moaning as orgasm after orgasm rocked her world yet her father just plowed on. He would slow and let her catcher breath then "BAM BAM BAM!" and she would seize around his cock with orgasm.

She now understood her mother was not faking on those long nights of howling passionately. Her sheets were wet with sweat and cum with the pillows and comforter on the floor they must have looked like porn actors by the end. Katie could hardly hold herself up as he let her lay and scissored between her legs. She watched him as his determination was coated with a loving desire and knew he was close.

"Give it to me Daddy" she breathed as her hips worked in perfect union. "Cum in your little girl" she begged as she clutched her breasts, sore from bouncing. She leaned forward and licked her nipple as she watched him, watch her. She reached up for his neck and hissed "I need it!" bucking her hips into his thrusts. Their bodies literally pounding together and it happened. He cried out echoing through the house as she seized around him feeling his orgasm pulsate through his cock. She nodded as her back arched and their coupling was complete.

"Oh daddy" she sighed as she caught her breath and looked at him jerking with the last of his orgasm still jerking into her. "I have never..." she gasped laying naked, spent and sore on the stripped bedding. "That was amazing, better than I ever imagined" she gushed.

He fell to the mattress next to her, sweating and spent as well. She ran the back of her hand on his chest and nipple. The silence of after orgasm haze shrouded them in perfect bliss, physical bliss. It was broken moments later by Susan clearing her throat from the doorway and flipping the light switch on.

"That was quite a show" she said wearing a white night gown.
 
Jamie had worked his ass off. As he was driving, changing positions like a contortionist, he wondered, why was this so different? Why was he so inspired to be amazing, his usual was pretty damn good, but why didn't he do this for Susan anymore, he once had. He realized how marriage, even with an amazing nymphomaniac can hit ruts. If he was honest, he owned some of her seduction of Jimmy, maybe it had motivated/inspired her like he had just felt with Katie. He made a vow to himself to try, to bring his A game back to his marriage. However, all that was for later, as he realized he was fucking perhaps the finest sex machine he had ever met, how ironic it was his daughter.

He knew he had overwhelmed her, 'good' he thought, that had been the intent. But they had lost themselves, they both had, in terms of giving the other their best, and that level, was no small thing. At their best, and that was what had just occurred, they were both amazing. He had to admit, his daughter had given him the fuck of his life, both emotionally and physically, even if the emotion had all been his, but he was pretty sure it had at least been somewhat reciprocated. He had cried out as he came, he had no choice, that release had been so incredible, lust and deisre bottled up and anticipated for years, combined with a reality that was even better.

He had listened to his panting daughter, "Oh daddy....I have never...That was amazing, better than I ever imagined". It had been music to his ears. Never, and he meant never, had pleasing a woman ever been that important to him. He collapsed, he felt amazing, post orgasm heaven, he wanted nothing more than to enjoy the moment. His cock was still hard, my God she had aroused him, taken him over an edge he had forgot existed.

Then it was broken, lights on, the father and daugher bare assd on the bed. His cock hard, her pussy oozing his cum. The could not have been caught more red handed. But he looked at his wife, and even if she wanted to be mad, her libido outdueled and sense of jealousy. In the light, her nipples almost piereced through her nightgown, and Jamie liked it. Susan in heat, Oh Fuck, that was good. Was it possible, she had enjoyed the show, and now wanted an encore. What the fuck Jamie thought, hopefully sins on both sides were forgiven, maybe this would help them take things back to where they had been, maybe even a new level. He simply smiled, no sense of shame or guilt, instead he looked is sexy wife up and down, "I am glad you enjoyed it. Would you like to join us here...or perhaps take this to the master bedroom?"
 
Susan smirked at Jaime then at Katie and said "do you want to tell him or shall I?"

Katie beamed at her mother and then at her daddy. She snuggled into him and pressed her breasts against his ribs and straddled his thigh with hers.

"Mommy told me to fuck you" she said softly, loud enough for Susan to hear. She continued where Katie stopped, "so don't go giving me a hard time about Jimmy." She saw Jaime was about to come back at her with somethings so she played her ace in the whole. She let her nightgown fall off her back and walked over and laid next to his as a perfect opposite bookend to Katie. Their hands on his breast and their legs rubbing against each other as they rubbed against his.
 
His two women, the only two he had ever, and probably would ever love, bare ass naked and draped over him. He should have been thrilled, any man should have been, but something held him back.

It sure wasn’t arousal. Despite their sexual marathon, the sight of Susan in the doorway with his naked daughter beside him, thoroughly and completely ravaged, had taken him to a level he hadn’t realized possible. But as the lay there, rubbing him, rubbing each other, one question ran over and over in his mind. He wasn’t mad, or happy, just perplexed.

“Why Susan, why did you do all this?”
 
Susan smiled and ran the back of her hand along his fine jawline then down his chest to his abs, hours in the gym kept and hours fucking his daughter had better defined until his cock, wet with her offspring's cum filled her hand.

"Well darling I saw how you liked that Asa bitch and needed to be sure to keep you close" she hissed neither angry nor enamored.

"Was that her name mommy?" Katie asked as she slid her hand down and took her daddy's balls in her soft gentle knowledgeable hand.

"Yes Honey that is her name. We may see more of her as they will become an important client I imagine" she said looking at Jaime. "All of our clients are important at this point" she sighed releasing his cock and leaning away. "Isn't that right Jaime?" she said bringing her fingers wet with her daughters cum to his lips. She pushed them into his mouth and continued.

"Katie you are of an age now that I think you should earn your keep" Susan said watching Jaime for his reaction. "I have been fucking Daddy's clients all these years and I think you could be a real rain maker for us" Susan smiled at her daughter who was neither surprised nor offended.

"Yes mam" Katie said as her hand took Jaime's cock and slowly stroked him.

"Of course fro you there will be a significantly higher buy in, right dear?" she said looking at Jaime. "What do you think an hour with our sweet Katie is worth?" Susan smiled knowingly as she had put Jaime in such an awkward place she knew she would enjoy how he managed an exit. Most men in this situation would have cum and then run screaming unable to handle such ethical and physical conundrums.

"well dear?" Susan prompted him seeing his attention drawn to Katie's hand on his fully engaged cock.
 
Susan was wicked, truly cruel. He almost laughed at her story of Asa, she was cute, a decent fuck, but she was not close to the calibre of either woman in this bed, and they all knew it. He wasn't sure what Susan was up to, and now she was bringing Katie into it. Did she mean it? If they went down, she would be implicated, he couldn't let that happen, but again that was for later.

She knew what her words did for both of them. FUCK, he was hard, so hard. Mmmm, he tasted he and his duaghter, licked and sucked her fingers lustily. Even more nasty, greater debauchery, Susan was wicked, and seemingly without limits. "What price?" His daughter looked up excitedly, she wanted to hear the bounty on her fine, young, prime, pussy. Jamie would play it to the hilt, let her enjoy, and return that enjoyment to him. Susan was already wet and frothing, he hoped this was just a sex game and they weren't talking real. For real, in his mind, it was almost priceless, even though she seemed more than willing to give it away.

"I don't know, that may be the finest piece of ass in the midwest, if not the entire country". Katie beamed, her nipples rock hard, rubbing her thumb over the opening of my cock, and pumping away in enthusiasm. "I have never felt such an amazing cunt, naturally tight, toned by youth and athleticism, but with each thrust it tried to squeeze me harder, milk me, drive my prick crazy. I have never fucked such an amazing cunt". Katie looked at her mother, Susan hopefully knew this was only partially true, there was one other. Katie was about to describe her arduous work with kagels to perfect her pussy grab, but Jamie didn't give her a chance. He was also studying his wife. She was used to being the finest piece of ass anywhere, he wondered what type of competitive juices might be stirring in there. "And that ass, while I haven't had it...yet....I can't even describe how bad my cock aches to take it, drill it, pound it, while I finger her pussy and clit". Katie couldn't help herself, as she slid her hand down between her thighs and sawed with her hand. She had a fantastic ass, and with enough lube she had practiced with good size glass dildos. Even as large as he was, she was sure she could take her Daddy, and she wanted to. Susan was listening, watching, Jamie looked down at her gorgeous pussy, and wondered if he could make it actually drip.

"And those tits, hell a man might just pay $10 million to suck on those tits, $20 million to fuck them and give her a facial". "Oh God, Yesss" Katie screamed, she could picture the whole thing. Men forking over millions after millions just to suck and fuck her perfect tits. Susan massaged hers, and brought a finger down to her slit. She was turned on, but left out, where was her adulation?

"However, if we want to talk crazy money, money that starts with reference to Billion, rather than Millions, then I think we can do it". He looked Susan right in the eye, leaned forward and drove two fingers up inside her as she gasped. "Then I think we need to offer the Mother/Daughter...The absolute perfection I see before me right now...I think any man would gladly give up almost anything he had...believed in...sacrifice anything...to have this" Susan and Jamie exchanged knowing glances as to how true that statement had been...but she was also gone...his nymphomaniac wife was in a rare form of heat...and the next few hours were about to be amazing.

Both women were salivating, pupils dilated, pussies swimming, as he gently grabbed the back of both of their heads and pushed them down on his large, pulsing, cock. He wanted to see both of those beautiful mouths there and all four of those well manicured hands. He wanted his two gorgeous blondes to first service his cock...a bit...before he serviced all of their holes.
 
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Susan shook off the desire to please Jaime with her daughter in an unprecedented fashion and continued her business discussion.

"Seriously Jaime, now that you have had her, how much?" Susan said as though discussing a dish in a restaurant tasting.

Katie was in heat and nothing they could do or say would change that. She resisted her urge to taker her father into her mouth as her mother made a wave of her hand that said "not yet."

Katie fell back and then rolled off the bed. She got to her feet ad stood as through an athlete or model selling clothing. She of course was wearing nothing but the shared sweat and saliva of her father. She looked annoyed as her mother studied her.

"I have known you a long time Jaime and I have to admit I am not sure you ever went that hard with me" she said without looking at him. "I mean she is amazing. Look at how perfectly symmetrical and that skin, perfect is the only word." she said positively gushing over her daughter.

"Mommy please" she sighed like a spoiled brat being fawned over.

"So having spent and hour in every position possible, save one or two, how much?" she said drawing a serious stare on her husband. "I am not talking about Kai and his motherly affections or Steve and his million or two. I am talking top shelf money. More money than we would ever have to worry about . And this would not be investing it would be a service. Something they pay for and are gone. Think the big fish" she said finally breaking her point making stare and looking at Katie. She looked ready to go as her nipples stood stiffer than before. Her hands nervously ran through her hair. She waited for Jaime to look then nodded at Katie.

"Imagine I had spent all day today with you, teasing you, edging you. and tonight had been the finals. How hot would you have been? How many times could I have made you cum?" she said taking over the pitch from her mother. "How much would a day or a weekend with me be worth to a man with more money than he could give away?" She paused then slowly turned with the grace of a lifetime of ballet and dance smoothing every movement. Every muscles toned and on display under her perfect skin.

She walked forward and climbed on the bed on her knees and looked down at him, her father.

"How much do we need to never worry about money again?" she asked with her hands on her hips.
 
Jamie had been playing with his prior narrative, trying to flatter them, take them all to the next round of taboo play. Kinkly fucking had sounded great, he thought that was what Susan had been going for. Now he stopped and looked at them, Susan was, hell both of them were, actually serious. Jamie sat up, and his cock went down. He did not like a single aspect or implication of this conversation. "What in the fuck are you two suggesting? Have you actually discussed this, the selling or renting of our daughter?"

God help him, he loved these two. Why he loved them at this point, he wasn't quite sure. But what they were contemplating was beyond absurd. He didn't think Katie understood the real issues, so he talked in code to his wife. "It depends if we are making everything good, or just trying to get away to a place where we can't be extradited and live a life we might want." He knew that word extradite might scare his daughter, and he smiled, failing to reassure. "Susan, to make good, we are talking between $175 and 200 million, depending on what we want to walk away with. To run to a spot we won't be returned, on top of what we have, maybe another $5 to 10".

He let that sink in, and hoped he put an end to it. Jamie, was more than willing to go to jail someday, he had reconciled himself to that. He had not reconciled to turning his daughter into some sort of sex slave, no matter if she was willing. She seemed to be thinking of some glorified version of Pretty Woman. Jamie knew very well, there was no Richard Gere where they were talking about going. "And that doesn't even begin to cover what type of man would be willing to pay some kind of absurd price and what he would do to her to extract the value he had paid". "Honey, you are gorgeous, and you were a great fuck, but this seems crazy for so many reasons".

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Meanwhile back in LA, Jimmy was hopping on board the red eye to Chicago, A morning flight to Indy and a limo home and he should be there by noon. He was looking forward to coming home, sort of. He had been thrilled, turned on beyond belief when his mother first seduced him. She was incredible and he had gotten hard and blown almost instantaneously. He was a young man, with a reasonable sized cock, not like his father, but certainly above average. It was funny, prior to sex, he had loved his dad. But being with his mother, all he did was get compared on things he needed to learn to be a better lover. He heard her reviews, "Honey, you certainly have the looks, but cock control and skills, a woman needs more, if you are going to be of use." Of use to what, was he being put out to stud or something? His family was seriously fucked up, his mother had arranged for him to be with Katie, and his performance had been similarly graded. As he had headed back for his senior year, he had massive performance anxiety.

School had been great, normal. Hot, Southern California girls who didn't mind if he didn't go for hours, or was endowed like a horse. Just a nice quick fuck and everyone was happy. He was good looking enough that even in Southern California, they were lining up for him. If his Dad was a younger Robert Redford, he was a younger Matthew McConaughey. The buffed version from Magic Mike. He was hoping this time might be more normal, he didn't even crave sex with his knockout mother or sister, although he wouldn't turn it down. But he did hope, if they did the deed, it could happen without a performance review.
 
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Susan knew it would take Jaime a little converting to this new idea. This long term game for the family.

"We have planned this and Katie knows everything" she said as she looked proudly at their daughter.

"Daddy, I can't have you going to jail. I have given blow jobs for A's from men as old as Steve" she said without blinking.

"Honey" Susan began turning back to Jaime looking in disbelief as his wonderfully perfect daughter. "We are all adults now and have skin in this game." she said.

"Yeah you think I want to be poor?" Katie said with that tone of a spoiled teen.

Susan raised her hand to quiet her and returned to her husband.

"I know you know people who have more money than I can even imagine, and I can imagine quite a bit" she said with her heart melting smile. "and I think as a family" she looked at him gauging the reaction as the "as a family" began to register, "we could offer a sizable" glance at his sizable, even soft, cock "package they would be interested in." She let his head try and wrap itself around this idea.

"I know you have this idea that letting me fuck Steve is OK but Katie would be abhorrent. Or you playing Virginia's son is OK while Jimmy covering her hand prematurely would be immoral." she explained. She registered Jaime's jaw drop as she mentioned Jimmy but she continued. "I am not talking about these semi-rich, I am targeting really rich. Someone so rich that the idea of having a family for a weekend in Vermont to explore every sexual desire they have ever would have no price, or at least a very big one." she explained. "I am sure there are old couples who's kids have grown who would like to live the dreams, the fantasies they resisted all those years. We could be their children and grandchildren and they could make us right quick."

"So Jimmy is on his way home and we have a few hours before I tell him the deal. He won't be an issue. He would probably walk home in winter from Cali for another roll in the sheets with me" she said sitting up straight and pushing out her chest. "For both of us" she said looking at Katie "he would let Virginia give birth to him" she said as she and Katie burst into laughter.

"What he lacks in your size and skill he makes up for in enthusiasm" Katie said leaning towards her daddy and running her hand over his soft cock. "What do you say Daddy? I did not enjoy talking to the agents in my dorm room."
 
Jaime could not believe they were discussing, this, but the fact that agents had seen Katie, meant that there might be more heat and danger than he had suspected. He thought his records were clean, and could pass basic scrutiny, but who knows what mistake someone might have found.

The fact that Katie knew was also crushing in a way, he had so wanted to be her knight, and that delusion was crashing around him. His kinky wife at least was trying, and if they had one thing that was lusted at by everyone, it was their collective physical being. But could even they, with all their looks, charm and skills, generate the type of money they needed.

"There are underground sites, where the Uber rich, and Uber Kinky, buy and barter things not available to the general public. The bids are denominated in millions. Some of it is beyond extreme, but it is where you go to buy the "priceless". We could try to post something there, create an auction, but it would have to be a hell of an ad. We could put a price up for a night, a weekend, or a week. We couldn't show our faces, as if word got out it was us, who knows which of our clients might find out and know that the jig was up, if we were doing this for money. But if the starting bid was say, I don't know, $20 million for the night of your life, let the bids go up from there, some discounts on packages or ability to stay in the US, across the next several weeks we might be able to get what we need. We will need to give 10% to brokers who run the auctions...but I guess we could try".

Jamie, could clearly see the aroused look in his wife and daughters eyes at the thought of being put up for bid as a group, that he should have guessed, no what surprised him was looking down and seeing how hard and throbbing his own cock was at the thought...
 
The two women looked at Jaime, waiting for an answer. They got it through a nonverbal queue, his throbbing hard on.

"OK then!" Katie said with an excited outburst.

"Now how to get Jimmy on board?" Susan asked looking concerned. "He is not the brightest and even tried to talk me into running away with him after I gave him a blow job." she explained.

Katie laid next to her father and hugged him as did Susan who sighed "it's gonna be alright."
 
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