Chapter 2: Shaping Up
Samantha Mero's cool, calm, collected voice came over Bethany's Cell Phone, making the beautiful woman tremble just at the sound. "Come over here -- now. As fast as you can, I want you here within the hour or believe me, you'll regret it." She told Bethany. Bethany knew it was no idle threat, for although she knew Samantha treasured both her slaves, she was totally in control at all times. The last time she had incurred Samantha's wrath, her Mistress hadn't touched her or allowed Bethany to touch her for a week. Luckily, she was merciful and had let Shelly quell Bethany's lesbian urges. She took time to doll up and put on sexy lingerie, then raced for her car and practically broke speed records getting to Samantha's apartment. Even if she had gotten a ticket, it would have been well worth it.
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Tamara decided to pay her father a visit and found that Bethany Wittmer wasn't home for the afternoon.
Likely involved in one of her various charity events
, Tamara thought. A perfect opportunity for a day of hedonistic pleasures, a chance for another long, drawn-out fuck with her Daddy. These pleasures that would have been frowned on by polite society, like the kinds of circles her mother traveled in -- Tamara didn't care about any of it, as her smooth, sleek body lay prone atop the man whose cock she was so diligently sucking. Her father, who'd been thrilled when he got home from work and found his little sexpot waiting, willing and able.
In the just-under a year they'd been lovers; Tamara had gone to the gym and sculpted her body into near-perfection. Not that there'd been anything wrong with her body in the past, she was tanned, brunette, leggy and delectable -- but to keep up the frenetic pace of fucking her father and -- well, a girl has to have
some
secrets, she giggled -- she had made the gym a regular part of her world. Her workout regimen was strenuous, but it was paying off -- her Daddy said she was an even better fucktoy than ever and she found herself with more stamina then she believed she could ever have achieved.
Her long dark hair whipped about as she sucked Brandon's dick. Her mother was nuts, nobody had a cock like Daddy's -- but if she wanted to cede it all to naughty little Tammie, so much the better. Brandon had seen the results of his daughter's workouts and had taken advantage of his company's gym; he too, was in much better shape. Surprisingly, Bethany had noticed on the rare occasions she spoke civilly to him. He'd started being more active in his day-to-day life as well, sometimes walking or running to the office, if there were time to do so.
"How's your new apartment working out, Tammie?" Brandon asked as his daughter worked her magic on his knob. At times, he was lucky if he could sputter out a coherent sentence when Tammie was blowing him -- luckily she'd eased up a bit and he could concentrate.
"Great Daddy" the brunette teen said as she lifted her head from her father's shaft and ran her hands all over his firm, masculine body. She loved her Daddy's new muscles, although her favorite part of Daddy was
still
the one she'd been diligently sucking on. "I have a roommate now, though -- it helps with expenses, so I can buy more naughty clothes to wear for you. Ryen's a lot of fun to have around."
Jealous, her father said "Tamara, I don't think I like the idea of you sharing your apartment with a young man, I ... "
Tamara giggled. "Chill Daddy, Ryen's a girl. A very cute girl, I might add." Since beginning college, Tamara had acknowledged her bi-curious side, although she had yet to act upon it. Had the sweet & petite Ryen made a pass at her, Tamara knew she'd succumb -- she was hoping it would happen, soon -- the perfect word for Ryen was
yummy
.
Tamara straddled her father, still happy her mother didn't seem to have time for the older, energetic stud. Since they'd began working out, their bodies could move into even crazier positions and the fucking was longer and much more intense. Tammie's tits were firmer and she could contract her cunt muscles around Brandon's cock and milk him dry. Nothing beat the illicit thrill of fucking her stud-Daddy. She knew that no matter what happened, she would always crave the illicit thrill of fucking him, the perversity of screwing her own parent got her horny every time.
She also seemed to inspire erotic creativity in her father. Now that they were fucking regularly, he was becoming stronger and more open about his desires, they had fucked in positions he hadn't been able to do previously, his newfound strength serving him well. Brandon seemed possessed of a newfound virility and he used it on Tammie every chance he got. Backed against a wall for support, Tamara had been fucked by her horny father while they were standing up, her arms wrapped around him, his cock thrusting in and out of her tight, educated pussy. She had climaxed over and over again; they only stopped for fear of getting caught should Bethany come home.
Not wanting to be outdone, Tamara had sucked his dick underwater in the pool while he was carrying on a conversation with one of their neighbors. His prick was thrusting in and out of her cunt one afternoon while he was conducting business over the phone with Samantha Mero. That brought her an illicit thrill, because she was going to start modeling soon for Ms. Mero's agency and she had plans for the money she would earn. Naughty, fun plans.
Some of the money would go into a Savings Account, to pay for her future. Some was for bills. The rest would be used for a twofold plan. Part of it would be to buy sexy clothes and lingerie so her Daddy would have a sexy little fuckmate any time he wanted her. The remaining portion was going to be used to pay for a trip for her and Daddy, where they could go away together and fuck to their heart's content.
The perverted brunette teen was fairly certain Samantha Mero had the hots for her and should she make a lesbian-friendly pass, Tammie intended to take her up on it.
If you were going to start swinging with women, might as well start at the top
, Tamara rationalized.
