Harold’s hand was now caressing her bright red cheeks, giving them a small squeeze. He started in again, now playfully. Once again he alternated moderately firm blows with caresses and gentle pats. And, as with his daughter, he allowed his hand to target the area between her legs, where Lynn responded similarly to his daughter. If anything, maybe even more enthusiastically.
“Thank you,” Lynn moaned as her pussy responded to the attention and it wasn’t long before the tiny girl came for him.
Moments after she was climbing off of his lap, Heather was taking her place. She had dropped her bikini bottoms as well.
Harold didn’t try to argue the point, he just lit into his daughter’s bare bottom, wrenching moans and cries out of her in a series of hard and soft slaps that could be clearly heard across the house.
“Not too hard, Mr. Payne,” Lynn said softly, now clinging to his side and watching her best friend’s ass get blistered.
He worked at it, brazenly making his daughter come from his ministrations, his fingers buried deep within her pussy, while Lynn took it all in, giving advice now and then.
“Harder now, Mr. Payne, shove it in her harder,” Lynn gasped while her hands ran over his body.
When Heather came, screaming, Lynn leaned over and slapped her ass hard, leaving a bright white, then red handprint.
Heather finally slid off of his lap, gasping and moaning. “Jesus Daddy! That was hard.”
Lynn stretched out on his lap again, “Just a bit more, Mr. Payne. To make sure I understand?” This time her suit bottoms were completely gone.
Harold reached out and caressed her ass, squeezing her bare cheek. With an easy smack, he admitted that it was what he wanted too.
Heather slid behind him and then reached around and fished his hard cock out of his shorts. She stroked his cock while he spanked her best friend.
“Oh God,” Lynn moaned, looking back at what they were doing. “That’s so hot.”
Harold spanked little Lynn firmly, but still spent half his time fondling her privates, penetrating her with his fingers, working to wring another orgasm out of her.
Heather encouraged him shamelessly. She whispered in his ear, while she stroked his hard cock. “Spank the little tramp, Daddy, spank her slutty little butt. Abuse her filthy little pussy, Daddy. Do it. Finger her hard, just like that. God look at the little slut squirm. Spank her some more, Daddy. Spank her hard. I want you to come on her. Come on her for me, Daddy. Squirt your nasty hot cum all over her.”
His daughter’s stroking hand and nasty words, the incredible view in front of him, and the act of punishing the naughty Lynn pushed him over the edge. He shoved his finger’s deep and hard into the friend, while his cock finally unloaded, shooting a load of thick white cream all over Lynn’s bare back.
“FUCK!” Lynn cried out, coming hard as his cum burned into her skin.
* * *
Heather looked over the videos she had. It was all coming together. Mom was supposed to be home within the week. She’d have to step up the time table.
* * *
“Daddy! Look! I got into ‘State!” Heather cried out waving the admissions letter.
“That’s great, honey,” Harold started, then lost his train of thought when his hot little daughter leaped into his arms.
He hugged her. “Let’s celebrate tonight. Put on something nice, and we’ll go out to dinner.”
Lynn squealed and disappeared into her room, not to appear for nearly an hour. When she walked out she looked devastating.
The couple had a pleasant dinner, and when they got back, Heather begged for permission to have some wine, which they shared. With half the bottle gone, Heather went to the back of the house.
“Daddy? Can you help me?” she yelled out.
Harold went to her room. “I wanted to change, so I wouldn’t ruin this, but I can’t reach the zipper, can you help me?”
Harold eased the zipper down, then let his hands stroke her shoulders.
Heather stepped out of her dress, and stood in bra and panties. “That feels so much better.” She stretched, then turned to her father. “Daddy, don’t you want to get comfy?”
Harold had already removed his coat and he loosened his tie in response to her comment.
“C’mon Daddy, loosen up.” She took his tie off, then started working on his shirt. When she wasn’t rebuffed, she turned to his pants. With his pants around his knees, she pushed him back on the bed, took off his shoes, socks and pants, and looked down on him, laying there in his underwear.
“I had a great time tonight, Daddy. It was just like a real date. It was wonderful.”
“I had a great time too,” Harold admitted, watching his daughter.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, darling?”
She unsnapped her bra in the front and tossed it to the side. She then stepped out of her panties. “I think you’re about to have an even better time.”
“Oh, Really?” Harold answered with a laugh.
She grabbed his underwear and tugged them down his body, leaving him completely naked, with his hard-on standing tall. “Yes, REALLY.”
She climbed on the bed and went immediately for his hard cock. “God, you are so BIG Daddy, how does Mommy ever manage to take it all? I can’t believe that would fit inside of somebody. It would tear me open.”
“Oh, I think you’d find a way to accommodate it,” Harold told her.
“Daddy, I’m going to suck you now, Ok? I’ve never done this before, so you’ll have to tell me what to do. You’ll teach me, won’t you.” Heather asked, her face inches from his swollen cock head, her eyes looking up into his.
“Heather, dear child, I’d love to be your teacher in this.”
As her mouth closed over his cock, Harold couldn’t help but reflect – what a difference a summer could make.
Heather gave it her best, licking and sucking under her father’s direction. She practiced stroking and kissing, sucking him deeply, and using her tongue on him while in her mouth. Getting the swing of it, she turned to make sure the camera had the best view possible, and bobbed her head up and down on his mighty staff, stroking in time. Her father’s hands wandered blithely over her teen body, and as he reached his finish, his fingers worked her insides.
“Angel, I’m going to come,” Harold gasped.
Heather came up for a breath, “In my mouth,” then went at him even more aggressively, staring into the camera attached to the top of her monitor.
He exploded, grunting, holding her head, while he filled her mouth.
Heather took it gamely, getting of on getting her father off. God, the power was mind-boggling. She swallowed repeatedly, sucking her father dry.
* * *
Heather stayed up late, editing the video, working on it until it was just what she was looking for. It was nearly 2:00 am when she finally mailed off the two copies.
* * *
“What time’s your mother getting home?” Lynn asked.
“Supposed to be around 6:00,” Heather answered.
“So what time should I spring it on Jeff?”
“I think 4:30 would be good. You Ok with this?” Heather asked nervously. A whole summer’s efforts depended on this.
“Fuckin’ A. This should be wild.” Lynn laughed.
“Cool, see you then.”