Depraved Relations Pt 03

This is part 03 of my 100

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story here on Literotica! Long and ongoing because families that play together have so many secrets to share. I won't give you a heads-up because the entire story will likely contain every trigger by the end. Bail now, or plan on skimming past whatever offends you. It's not nearly finished, and I'll submit a story a week, so keep up! 😉

These are not standalone, and reading the stories in order is strongly suggested for the best enjoyment. As always, I love your emails and comments. Enjoy! xo DG

DEPRAVED RELATIONS

Part 03

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~~ AUDREY ~~

chapter 14

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Although we didn't hear from Carrie for weeks after that, I couldn't shake the thought that there was more. Intuition got me to the top of my field, and I never ignored it. It was strong enough that I didn't mention it to Alan to not worry him.

"Today is your last day of recess," Alan grinned, pouring our morning coffee.

"Ugh. I never thought I'd get used to not working because I love my work. But I am a little disappointed that it's over."

He put his arm around my shoulders and kissed my temple. "I have to run into work in the morning, but I'll be back, and we will be together this afternoon."

"Thanks, I'd love that."

I tipped my head back to kiss him. It quickly turned passionate. He slipped his hand into my silk robe and kneaded my tit. I moaned and squeezed the hard bulge that formed in his suit pants.

"That's so fucking sexy... I love seeing a man with a bulging hard-on in his suit. Especially when it's for me."

He looked down. "Now look what you've gone and done. How can I go to work with this?" His pants were now tented out.

"Well, we can't have you out in public looking like that. All the women would be wanting to get into your pants." I unzipped and carefully pulled his cock through the opening. "Good god, that's fucking sexy. Big fat dick sticking out of your pants. Sort of dirty old man style... Just what I like."

"God, Audrey, you drive me insane. If I had time, I'd take you right here on the kitchen counter."

I flicked my tongue across the tip to pick up the bead of precum that oozed from the tiny hole. Alan hissed through his teeth when my lips wrapped the head. I looked up at him while my lips slowly slid down the stiff shaft. I hummed when it hit the back of my throat.

"Oh, fuck honey," he moaned. "What you do to me with that mouth."

I swirled my tongue around the length as I sucked back up. I gripped the base hard and fucked his cock quickly with my mouth, then stopped. I heard his whimper. My fingers were tight against his pants zipper, pulling the skin tighter.

My teeth grazed the shaft, then across the head. Precum was leaking profusely, and I lapped the satiny head with my tongue.

"Fuck my mouth," I cried hoarsely.

He growled, held my head, and drove in and out of my mouth. I squeezed his balls through his pants, and he gasped for more. I scratched his balls through the thin pants fabric and sucked hard while he fucked my hot wet mouth.

"I'm coming honey, fuck, I'm coming," His cock throbbed hard before pumping his hot load into my mouth. I sucked it all down my throat.

I cleaned the ropy shaft with my tongue and licked the head clean, then carefully tucked it back in his pants and zipped him up.

"Have a good day, Daddy!" I smiled.

"My little sexpot. You're going to kill me one of these days," he said, kissing me and swiping his tongue through my mouth to taste the last vestiges of his come.

I spent the morning going over my notes. Those I would be working with would have come from the top of their class. They would be sharp, book-smart, and experienced. It would be a challenge teaching them, but one I was looking forward to.

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Alan left before me the following day, and with some excitement, I headed to the compound. I had my pass to enter the building through the gate and facial recognition. I was ready to take them through their paces.

I walked in the door that evening, and Alan said, "Holy crap, how did they pay any attention to what you were saying?"

"Hmm?" I asked.

"I've never seen anyone sexier in business attire than you. But you could wear a feed sack and get cocks hard." He pulled me into his arms and kissed me passionately. "I missed you today."

I bumped the hardening mound in his shorts. "I can tell!"

"That's from seeing you just now. You are so hot in that suit. I'm going to shove that skirt up and fuck you like this," he growled, losing control.

He shoved me back onto the sofa. He rucked my pencil skirt up to my waist. Ripping my thong, he spread my nylon-clad legs. Elastic garters held them up and created pink marks on the pale skin of my thighs and he kissed each mark.

"Oh my god," I moaned.

His eyes glazed as he pushed open my suit jacket and ripped my blouse. The buttons clattered on the floor. My chest heaved with arousal, and my nipples ached and pushed through the white lace. He pulled it under my tits and began to suck and bite my nipples.

I dug my fingers into his head and shoved my tits into my mouth, needing more. He bit and pulled at my nipples. Frenzied from the pain, I dug my heels into the sofa and rocked up. He pushed his shorts under his balls and drove in. We began to fuck frantically.

I ran my hands down his back and dug my nails into his ass as it flexed each time I drove harder and deeper. He began to suck on the soft white flesh leaving tiny bruises.

"More dammit!" I cried out.

I rocked up to meet him. Our bodies slammed together. My nails clawed up his back. I held my tits together so he could take both nipples into his mouth. He bit harder and tugged, and I thrust up harder.

The sound of our harsh, heavy breaths, skin slapping, and bodies banging together filled the room lewdly. It hit him like a freight train. He barked loudly, reared up, and drove deep, shoving me so hard my head hit the arm of the sofa.

I screamed. My cunt clamped down on his dick so hard it stunned him. Hot, wet heat poured out of me and ran down his balls. He grunted and pumped loads of come deep inside me.

He collapsed next to me on the sofa, laying half on top of me, his head on my tits.

"Oh, baby," he huffed.

My chest heaved, soft breasts cushioning his head. "Oh fuck," I whimpered.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked.

"Nooooo. Damn. I loved it. You're going to be all scratched to hell, though," I mused.

"And I fear you will have a few bites and bruises."

"Damn, Daddy, you were hot," I breathed, holding his head to my tits. Even at rest, he would nuzzle them. "I almost came when you ripped my blouse open, you know. Fuck, that was savage."

"Mmm, yeah. When I saw you looking so professional in that suit, and I thought of your coworkers fantasizing about fucking you, something just snapped. I knew I had to be inside you immediately. I was compelled. I lost control."

"I loved it."

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The week went well, better than I'd ever expected. The crew I taught was sharp and quickly took it all in. That and their previous experience would take them next level.

I decided to go off campus for lunch. The town was small, and there was only one place to eat, so there were no decisions.

As I read through the menu, a shadow fell over the table.

"Carrie."

"Audrey, can we talk?"

I had no reason not to talk to her. The fact that she had been my Dad's lover was history.

"Sure, sit down. I don't have much time, though. I'm on lunch break," I said, turning to give the waitress my order.

"I don't have much time either. I usually do carry out, but I saw you and..."

"So, what have you been doing since high school?" I asked, sincerely interested.

That brought out her passion, and she rapidly went through what had happened over the years. She obviously was a whiz at real estate and had found her calling.

"Your Dad was instrumental in helping me start my business, CJP Property Group," she said proudly. I stopped mid-bite and quickly recovered.

"I'm glad you are so successful. Sounds as though you've worked hard for it."

"So, what are you doing now, Audrey?" She leaned back as the server set the plate in front of her.

"Oh, I haven't done much really. Sort of at loose ends right now. That's why I'm here. To rethink what I want to do in life," I lied.

"Really? I'm surprised. You always seemed so goal-oriented. I thought you'd be deep into a career by now," she said.

"I guess I should be. At our age, we should be, anyhow," I laughed. "I'm sure I'll get my bearings soon and find something I like."

She laughed, seemingly appeased by my rationale. "Say, I'd love to get together sometimes... If you're comfortable with that?" she asked carefully.

"I would love that, Carrie! What's past is history," I smiled, opening the door and knowing Dad would not be happy about this, but a niggling little thing made me want to stay in touch with Carrie.

I got to my car and sent a quick text to a coworker before heading back to campus.

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~~ALAN~~

chapter 15

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Having Audrey here was a dream come true in so many ways. Although I was shocked at myself. I'd never lost control like I did with her.

Seeing her in that suit, it was like she was a different person. I realized then she had a life that I had no clues about. All I knew was that she was top of her field, being recognized widely for what she did. Whatever that was. I never questioned her because I knew she couldn't tell me anyhow.

That night at dinner, she dropped the bombshell that she'd met up with Carrie at lunch, and they planned on spending time together.

"I'm not sure how you feel about that?" she questioned.

"Well, honey, it's your life. I have no say. It will be somewhat complicated, but we can get through it." I sounded sure, but I wasn't. There had been a strong sexual connection between Carrie and me. Could she get past that? Would she?

Audrey smiled. "Great, I think we can get past it all. She seems like a nice person and very successful with her business. She said you were a huge help in getting it off the ground."

I nodded. "She's a smart girl and industrious. It was the next step, and she wanted something beyond being a real estate agent. She began to buy houses to flip. She formed her own company and put contractors on the payroll, so she didn't need to rely on outside help."

"So, everyone that works for her is on her payroll?" she questioned.

I looked up at her and said, "Yes, no outsiders. That's pretty common though."

"Well, she does sound success-oriented! It will be fun getting to know her."

I couldn't help but wonder what more there was to this.

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I didn't see Carrie for the next few weeks, although Audrey had spent time with her. Seemed they were on their way to being good friends. I can't say I was all that comfortable with it, but I was becoming used to Carrie being a topic of conversation at times.

"She has a gorgeous house..." Audrey commented one evening while we enjoyed the pool. "But I guess you've been there."

I nodded. "Yes, and you're right. Although it's a bit over the top for me."

"I agree. A bit ostentatious. I know she makes money in RE, but how can she afford all that? That big office building too? I was a bit surprised. I could see it if we were in Orlando, Tampa, or Miami, but this is still a pretty small town around here."

"I admit I was surprised when she went for a new build. I'd have guessed picking something up would be more her style. Honestly honey, I think she's in debt up to her eyeballs. She has quite a payroll for her business and adding the mortgages." I shrugged. "And yeah, not for this area."

Audrey leaned against the side of the pool, her arms extended wide. The water gently lapped at her gorgeous tits.

"What are you looking at," she smirked.

"What I always look at. Those tits," I countered.

"Doesn't seem fair. I love to look at your dick, but I can't."

I kneed her legs apart and pressed against her. "How's about feeling it?"

"You mean like this?" She wrapped her soft hands around my hardening cock. "And like this?" She thumbed the sensitive head. "Or this," she murmured, gripping it in slow strokes. "Maybe this." She cupped my balls in her other hand.

"Oh yeah," I moaned. "You know all the tricks.

The water swirling around my balls and cock added extra stimulation, and I gritted my teeth to keep from flying too far, too fast.

"Don't hold back on me," she whispered in my ear. She tugged on my earlobe with her teeth and softly panted in my ear. I moved my hand lower. "I love to hear you come. Fucking grunting each pump of your hot seed. I love when you hump me like an animal. Raw fucking sex. What's better than obscene and fucking wicked sex."

I've never had a woman talk as filthy to me as my daughter, and it is like fuel to my red-hot flame.

"Did you ever fantasize what it would be like to have Carrie and me at the same time?" she growled in my ear. "Your cock deep inside me with her riding your face... All those sweet juices on your lips... My cunt clamped on your dick... My hot juices running over your balls."

It never occurred to me, but the vision hit me like a ton of bricks. Those two beautiful bodies together were the first thing that came to mind, making my nuts boil.

"OH FUCK..." I shouted and began to slide my cock through her hands faster. She gripped tighter, thumbing the head each time. I grunted each pass, feeling it build. The vision of two beautiful naked women together rocketed me into the stratosphere, and I came with a shuddering wail.

She wrapped her arms around me. "Mmm, that was hot, Daddy."

"Where the fuck did that come from?"

"What? Oh, you mean Carrie and I with you?" The innocent look on her face wasn't lost on me.

"Hmm," she whispered, her tits floating and rubbing her nipples on my chest. Even though I'd just been satiated, my brain was aroused. "So, what if it was her and I together and you there?"

"For fuck sakes, Audrey. As a man, if he wants to be in bed with two women going at it. Really? I'm still a man and can guarantee my body will react."

"I'm not really all that interested in a threesome, but I just wanted to make sure it wasn't one of your fantasies. If so, I'd have been ready to go because I love seeing my Daddy gratified and blowing his load." I kissed him, amused by the shock on his face.

Audrey had moved into my bedroom after the first time we made love. We had each other all night, and we took advantage of that. I would often roll over and watch her sleeping. The covers tossed off, and her naked body was a feast for the eyes, which would often wake up the rest of my body. I never stopped wanting her.

I'd wake her up, my kisses up her thighs, parting them until I got to heaven. After her sleepy orgasm, we'd cuddle back to sleep.

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~~AUDREY~~

chapter 16

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I don't really know why I teased Alan about a threesome with Carrie and I... Well, yeah, I do. That's fantasy fodder. I knew he'd turn me down. But any man will imagine scenarios they'd likely never do in real life. If women would admit to it, they do, too.

I hated keeping Dad in the dark about this, but I can't share anything. Not at this point anyhow.

I had a coworker do a search on CJP Property Group. As his area of expertise, I knew he'd have answers. And he did.

CJP Property Group is a front for a money laundering group and has been on our list for some time, which is why it rang a bell when she said it. Carrie doesn't appear to be at the helm but is the public face. She would also be aware of what her corporation is being used for. That explained why there were no third-party workers and the price of that big house she lived in as well as the big office building.

This was out of my area, but I would gather information and pass it on since it was so convenient. The company had been on their radar for some time, but being relatively small-time, it was shoved down the list as bigger fish came along. My connection brought it to the top.

I needed to get close to Carrie. As you befriend a subject, they begin to unknowingly drop little hints. The more comfortable she is with me, the more likely she is to divulge information. As time went on, I could conduct a covert interrogation to add to her file.

Under the circumstances, I could assume the sexual relations between her and Dad would be in the back of her mind. The closer she was to us, the more likely she'd be to share information about the internal operations of her business.

Last in my plan is that I would include Dad if absolutely necessary. Only telling him the bare minimum. The less he knows, the better.

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Carrie invited me over for dinner, and I went directly from campus.

Carrie opened the door and exclaimed, "That's a gorgeous suit!"

"Thank you. There's a wonderful store in Los Angeles. Let me know if you get that way, and I'll give you the name."

"I'd love that!" she said, leading me into the sunroom, where an icy pitcher of margaritas waited. "Hope you like?"

"Oh yeah," I smiled, taking the salt-rimmed glass. We chatted and finished our drinks.

She gestured to the exquisite pool. "How about a swim? The water is fantastic, and I have extra suits in the pool house."

"Sounds great. I'll change and meet you in the pool."

She was right. There were suits of all sizes and coverages. I chose the tiniest bikini I could find and slipped on a short cover-up.

Carrie was already in the water, similarly in a tiny bikini. I slipped into the water and swam to the fountain suspended via a bridge over the pool. Swimming under it took you to a grotto.

"This is impressive, Carrie."

"Glad you like it. It's fun having someone here with me. I don't have many friends. Just mostly through business." I felt a tinge of sadness at her candid honesty.

I swam under the waterfall and laughed as the water pounded down on me. She followed, doing the same, and we swam into the grotto.

I laughed, seeing her bikini top askew from the force of the water. I looked down and saw the fabric moved aside and my breasts bare. We both laughed.

"Fuck it!" I said, pulling my top off and throwing it off to the side. Carrie giggled and did the same.

"You know I was always jealous of your breasts. Wished mine were bigger," she admitted.

"Yours are hot! You don't need them bigger. And you have fabulous nipples." I moved in front of her and thumbed her nipples. I smiled at her surprise, then the arousal that crossed her face.

"Audrey, I've never been with another woman," she admitted.

"Neither have I. Just played." I kneaded her tits while her nipples grew long like bullets. "God, look how long and hard your nipples are." She moaned. "it is nice that another woman knows what feels good, hmm?"

"Oh yeah," she murmured, her chest heaving.

I sucked a long bullet into my mouth and teased it with my tongue. I have never seen nipples like this. I kneaded her tits and began a rhythmic pace, and she held my head in her hands.

"Oh Audrey... God don't stop... I'm gonna come," she cried out.

"Your breasts are so sensitive," I whispered.

"Your Dad... I'm sorry." She began to talk about Dad but stopped. I know it was something sexual.

"That's okay, Carrie. You can tell me what he did to you. I'm alright with it," I said, meaning every word.

"I didn't want to make you uncomfortable... Talking about sex with your Dad. I'm glad you're okay with it. He was a big part of my life."

I almost felt sorry for her. Until I remembered the rest of the story. She could have taken Dad with her if she went down for money laundering since he was helping with the business to a certain extent.