Depraved Relations Pt 04

This is part 04 of my 100

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story here on Literotica! It is 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 04

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~~ AUDREY ~~

chapter 21

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The bureau had allowed me to temporarily split my time between this new assignment and my training. Carrie was often gone, but she gave me carte blanche with everything in her office under the circumstances. I was trained not to leave a trail and could easily and quickly go through records.

Although the employees couldn't access each other's computers, they were networked so that Carrie's computer could. Oddly enough, she didn't do that often. However, there was another computer in the network that did at this point, I could not ascertain who it was, which told me again, not surprisingly, that she wasn't the top dog.

Money laundering wasn't my forte, but I could send my findings to those who were. Since my computer was in the network, the bureau could use my computer to do some more digging.

They immediately began building a case against her and her company.

One day, Carrie came in after lunch; her face flushed and looked excited. She reached under the edge of her desk, and I heard the soft click of the lock on the door.

"Baby, you look good enough to eat," she said breathlessly.

She pulled me into her arms, and we began kissing. It quickly turned passionate, and she had us naked.

"Mmm, you always feel so good against me," I murmured. "So soft."

She buried her face in my tits, pinching my nipples longer. My pussy began to flow. She pushed me to the edge of her desk and stood between my thighs. Laying me back as he sucked my nipples before kissing down my stomach, leaving each inner thigh.

I moaned, feeling her breath on me. Her teeth nipped my lips and tugged, and I hissed between my teeth. Long, slow strokes of her tongue through the silky pink.

"You're so wet, baby. Is that all for me?"

"You get me so fucking hot," I moaned.

She had me bucking on her desk through an unending series of orgasms.

She kissed to my stomach. "You're just what I needed. All I could think of on the way back was eating your sweet cunt."

She straightened her clothes. "I must get to another meeting. I won't be back to the office today."

The lock clicked, and she was gone.

I had enough time to talk to employees during lunch. I noticed an extraordinary number of staff for a relatively small company. A few well-worded questions gave me the information I needed.

Each employee had a specific job, and none was complete from beginning to end. One staffer would start a project, and another one would pick up partway through, and so on. In the end, they never knew what they did in totality. They were paid well, so didn't suspect anything.

I'm sure if one person had done the job along the way, they would question some things that just weren't right—not quite above board. That said, it wasn't likely that any employee would go down with her.

I knew her partner had to have been offsite and the guiding hand for the whole operation. Carrie was also well compensated for making it all come together, but there was also a possibility that she didn't have a clue as to what was going on. Unlikely, but you never know.

I went home that night with answers to many questions and more questions that needed answers.

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"So, exactly what do you do there?" Alan gathered what he needed for the grill. He looked at me with an arched eyebrow, waiting.

"Well, that's a good question." I took a long drink of my iced tea. "I don't do anything. Just sort of hang around and be there when she's there. Today, she had me on her desk while she ate me," I shrugged, giggling when Alan did a dramatic bug-eye.

"Are you serious? You don't have any duties, paperwork, nothing?" I shook my head. "You must at least make the coffee?" he laughed.

"Nope, someone else does that. I have an office that adjoins hers, so we can walk back and forth without the rest knowing how much time we spend together."

"Or when she has you naked on her desk," he said dryly. "

That's

why you're there!"

"Maybe," I smirked.

He picked up the tray and went out to the grill while I followed with our drinks.

"I do have access to everything on her computer. None of the file cabinets are locked."

"Wow, you'd think for what she does, she'd be locked down. Everything must be well hidden."

"I sent many files to the bureau to the department that deals with money laundering. They can be very clever in how they hide things. They also have access to the network via my computer."

The steaks sizzled on the grill, and he tended to them but said, "Hmm, do you think she might not even know what's going on in her own company?"

I set the steak platters off to the side of the grill to heat up. "I thought of that today, actually." I crossed my arms in front of me and watched him test the steak for doneness. "Although it's unlikely, it is a possibility. It can be complex, and real estate is an almost perfect laundering method. Overvaluing, under-the-table transactions, shell companies could be used for her quick flips."

"Will the bureau give you any information it finds?" He loaded the steaks on the platters and put the vegetable kebabs on the side.

It was a gorgeous evening. We ate outdoors by the pool.

"Mmmm," I said, nibbling on the first bite of my steak. "Perfect as always, lover."

He sucked in a sharp breath. "When you call me that..."

"I'll show you what I mean... Later." My look said it all. I ate a few more bites and added, "As far as what they tell me, it depends. It's not my department, so they don't owe me anything. They might only tell me what's pertinent to my job at the business." I shrugged. "I'm only supposed to be here training, and since this all is out of my area of expertise, I'm honestly not sure how it'll shake out."

"I'm just glad my part is over. I'm not sure how much more I could fake with Carrie," he cringed.

"Right, as far as she knows, she set us on the path to sin," I grinned.

We enjoyed a glass of wine afterward and relaxed.

"You look pretty fucking hot with no tan lines." I stretched my arms above my head in response. "You also have turned into such a tease. I should turn you over my knee and spank you."

"Like you never did when I was a kid," I laughed, and he agreed.

He languidly gave his cock a couple of strokes while his eyes stroked my body. I put a foot on each side of the lounger and slowly stood up, giving him the full effect. After lowering the back of his chair so he was flat, I leaned over and teased his lips with my nipples.

He immediately latched on and began to suck. His hands came up to knead each swaying globe. I was already wet. He never failed to arouse me.

I swung my leg over him and lowered my steamy cunt onto his throbbing cock. "I will never get tired of this, Daddy." I ground down and rocked. "How ready you are for me." I squeezed his cock with my inner muscles, and he groaned. "Anytime, anywhere. You spoil me."

I placed my feet flat on the ground and began to raise and lower my body. Up until just the tip of his cock was inside me, then down, taking him deeper.

"You spoil me, you sexy thing. There is nothing I love more in life than to be locked to you like this. The ultimate joining. That you're my gorgeous daughter just fans the fire inside me." I continued to take long, slow strokes with my pussy on his cock. "Oh fuck," he groaned.

His hands were on my thighs, his lusty eyes watching my big tits bounce as I rode him faster and harder. I threw my head back, my silky blonde hair trailing on his skin. He loved that, and I heard his quickened breath in response.

I leaned on his shoulders and fucked him in a different angle. His veiny shaft rubbed my clit, and my cunt clamped down for the first wave or orgasm. I squeezed my eyes shut and rode him while I rode it out. Hearing him grunting louder sent me into another wave. His fingers dug into my waist, and I knew he was close.

"Fuck me, Daddy. I love how you fuck me. Your big fat cock stretches my soft pink pussy... So hot and wet."

He shouted, held me down while his cock exploded inside me. I collapsed on his chest, holding his cock inside me as long as I could.

"Stay here." He held me on top of him. "You feel so damn good on me." He kissed my forehead. "Baby, I don't want anyone but you. You know that, right?"

"I do. The same for me."

"It was exciting to watch you and Carrie together... And to fuck you in front of Carrie. You're my lover, and that's all I want."

"I'm hoping to wrap this up soon. But..." I rolled my eyes. "I want to get back to training. I love it. Love working with all those talented and brilliant people."

"I can't imagine how much it takes to investigate and drive down through the layers of something like that."

"I love you so much, Daddy."

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It turned out Carrie was ready for a repeat of our threesome. I invented a new deal Dad was working on in Cape Coral that took him away, sometimes overnight. She was disappointed but understood his work. I kept her happy and satiated with inner office fun. My interests were men. I liked cock too much, but as he said, we do what we must do to get the job done.

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~~ALAN~~

chapter 22

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I knew Audrey put Carrie off using my work as an excuse. It turns out I did have a development going in another part of Florida, so she was truthful. Sometimes, it's easy to get caught in our web of lies, and I didn't want that for her.

I came back from Miami the following week. My partner and I met with some monied backers who wanted in on the housing boom in Florida. They had the money; we had the know-how, so it was the perfect partnership.

Audrey was in the kitchen when I got home.

"I missed you so much," she cried, jumping into my arms.

"I missed you too, baby." Our kiss turned hot and passionate.

"Fuck me, Daddy. I need you inside me now," she whimpered while pushing me into a kitchen chair and fishing my cock through my open zipper.

She slid on, moaning in ecstasy.

"Oh, honey." It felt good to be inside her. That was home. Besides the obvious, there was always a sense of satisfaction as soon as I felt the grip of her cunt, the steamy heat of her depth.

She rode me wildly. I held her hips and rocketed along with her. Her tits bounced in the thin t-shirt. The sound of our sex echoed off the walls. The scent of our sex permeated the air.

She fucked me on a mission, intent on bringing us both to the pinnacle. I gritted my teeth to hold off as long as I could, but it had been days since I was inside her and I felt the current flow through me.

I groaned, my cock throbbed hard, and she moaned. We both shouted out together as the liquid heat consumed us.

She stayed on my lap; my cock trapped. "Oh, Daddy,"

We were fully clothed but still locked together. The way it should be.

"I missed you too, honey. More than I can say."

She looked around. "I guess it's a good thing that Connie quit staying home with her husband. She'd have gotten an eye full," she giggled.

"She'd have been shocked for sure!" She laughed. "Say, I'm going to take you out for a special night."

"Oh? Fun!"

"Yes, but I get to pick your dress. We'll go shopping for it tomorrow."

"Well, that's intriguing, but of course, I'd love that."

"I'm pretty sure you'll like this place."

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The next day she came out of the dressing room and said, "This must be some kind of place if I can wear this!"

"If you're not comfortable with it—"

"No!" She stopped me. "I'm feeling pretty naughty in it."

"Good. That's the whole point."

We stopped for lunch, and then she needed shoes and found the highest stilettos in the store. Perfect.

The next evening, we drove to Orlando into a quiet warehouse district. Cars were spread out and parked casually here and there, and I did the same—just angled in.

"Here?" she asked, looking around.

"God, you look so fucking sexy. I'm not sure we're going to make it in," I groaned, wondering if it was a mistake to bring her here.

"I'm feeling pretty indecent, and I love it."

I guided her across the dark lot, and with a word, an unmarked door opened. The smell of pot wafted out, and our eyes adjusted to the dimly colored lights, which gave out just enough light to get around.

"Are you ready?" I asked. "It can get a little intense, but I think you'll like it."

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~~AUDREY~~

chapter 23

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I'd never worn anything this revealing in public, so I was prepared for an evening of debauchery. Looking forward to it even.

While we waited for drinks, I saw women more exposed than I was, making me wish I'd chosen something just as revealing. My pussy was already wet, and what I'd seen so far was fairly innocuous.

A woman with tits as large as mine was having her nipples dipped in an icy bourbon, then sucked off. My nipples hardened just watching. At some point, her dress had covered her tits, but it was pushed aside, baring her large creamy white breasts to all.

Although I hadn't yet done it, I had a thing for public display, and I could see it was going to be fulfilled here. Tonight.

Dad handed me a drink. "What do you think?"

I whispered in his ear. "I think she has great tits." And caught his earlobe with my teeth.

Heat flared in his eyes. "Mmm." Not as hot as yours." I smiled appreciatively. "By the way, touching is fair play here, so don't be surprised." A shiver of excitement went through my body. "I knew you'd like it here."

As we moved through the tightly packed crowd, bodies rubbed bodies. My dress consisted of straps from the waist over my shoulders that barely covered my nipples. The skirt was tight and hugged the curve of my ass, ending just below the curve of my cheeks. The sequins sparkled in the muted colored lighting.

The straps slipped down as I sidestepped through the crowd, and I moved on bare-breasted. Suddenly a man turned a drink in one hand.

"Damn baby, you got some fine tits," he murmured. Caressing them. "Your man is one lucky guy." My nipples tightened as he touched and pinched and pulled them longer. My lips parted on a gasp. "Responsive, too. The perfect place for you."

Dad's hand was lightly on my back as we worked our way through the crowd to another room. I felt a hand rub my ass and a hard cock press into my hip. By then, my pussy was running, and the tiny triangle was overflowing.

We stopped in a wide hall, and Dad pulled me against him. His hard cock grinding into my ass.

"Did you see anything you liked?" I murmured, my head back on his shoulder.

"Oh yeah," he growled. The thought of him interacting with another woman turned me on just like it did watching him and Carrie together.

"Show me."

We moved back to the bar room. He looked around as we squeezed through the crowd. A good-looking guy put his hand on my ass and rubbed, and I squeezed his hot cock through his pants.

Dad stopped in front of a petite redhead. Her skin was the palest white and looked so soft I wanted to touch her. She was topless, showing off tits that had the biggest nipples I'd ever seen.

She gave him a dimpled smile. He said something to her, and they kissed. She ran a leg up his thigh, and he lifted her. Her legs wrapped around him, her shaved cunt was open on his cock that was pushing through his pants. His s hands were on her bare ass; she rubbed her cunt on him and came with a squeal.

She whispered in his ear, but he shook his head. She saw me over his shoulder and smiled. She came up to me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and we kissed. A tongue-teasing kiss. I held her ass against me and was thrilled that her skin was just as soft as I thought.

"What did she ask you?" I said as we moved on.

"If I wanted her to get me off. I told her no. I like to stay aroused when I'm here."

"You've been here often?" I asked.

"A few times. Before Carrie even."

"Did you bring her here?"

"No, I only ever brought myself here. You're the first. I knew you'd like that people watched. And I knew you'd not get jealous, nor will I. That threesome taught us a lot," he whispered in my ear.

I nodded. It did.

We threaded our way back to the hall and into the other room. This was much less crowded, still dimly lit with multicolored lights that reflected off much more bare skin. There were love seats and oversized chairs in no apparent configuration. Some were taken up by four people, and others held two. Both men and women wandered through the maze, touching and rubbing as they went.

Appreciative eyes followed me. My tits were still bare. My skirt barely covered me. I licked my lips at men with their cocks exposed for anyone to enjoy. It was raunchy and lewd, and I fucking loved it.

I turned to Dad, unzipped his pants, and eased his throbbing hard cock out. It was an obscene sight, and I wanted to drop to my knees and suck him off right there. But now I just wanted to show him off.

It wasn't long before a woman approached him. She was a beauty and his age.

"This is your daughter showing you off." She had a deep, sexy voice.

"Yes, "I interjected before Dad could deny it.

"You're a good girl," she murmured, running the backs of her fingers over my tits. "I can see why he wants to show you off as well."

She had a class about her that was at odds with this place. She wore a white blouse that was the sheerest I'd ever seen. Otherwise, her lack of bareness was extremely sexy. Black thigh-high hose was held up with black garters, well visible under her black leather skirt.

"And you're unbelievably sexy," I murmured, feeling the tingle in my pussy.

"Well, aren't you a love," she tweaked my nipples, then looked at Dad. "You've raised her well." She gripped his cock and milked more precum. "And she is a lucky girl."

"When you get tired of it out here, I'm through that door," she nodded towards a small door in the corner. Nearly hidden. When I looked back, she disappeared.

"Fuck. She was hot," he murmured.

"She is. I'd take her home," I laughed. "For me and you."

As we moved through the crowd, Dad caught the attention of many women who wanted to get him off. They'd bring him to the brink, and he'd stop them.

He pulled me into his arms. His body quivered with need.

I took his hand and led him to the door in the corner. The walls were black, and a small light on the desk illuminated some paperwork. The woman sat behind the desk.

"You own this place?" It was all coming together.

"I do, yes." She stood up. "Have you two enjoyed yourselves tonight?"

"Oh yeah," I murmured. "It has been an experience."

Dad stood there, his cock angry, red and throbbing. She walked over to him and brushed her lips across his.

"You have stamina. I like that," she said, taking his cock in hand and squeezing. He groaned.

She stepped back and sat on the corner of her desk. Her leather skirt rode up. The elastic garters were tight on her creamy thighs. Her smooth, shaved pussy lips were plump and enticing. She never took her eyes off Dad.

Holding out her arm, she said, "Come here, baby girl." Still watching Dad, she caressed my tits. He was still shaking with need. I smoothed my hand up her soft thigh. The steamy heat radiated from her cunt.