She has a perfect body. If ever there was a ten, Danae is it. With her blouse and bra removed, her round tits stand out firmly from her chest. Her two-inch areolas surround her thick nipples, which are sticking out about half an inch from her tits. I look at her smooth, flat stomach as she unzips her skirt and steps out of it. Her white thong barely covers her pussy, but it’s obviously hairless. Probably something else Daryl likes. When she bends over to remove her thong, her luscious tits hang towards the floor and I pump harder into Janet’s mouth, as I savor the sight.
Danae, now completely naked, is walking towards the couch. Her entire body is tanned, including her porcelain smooth pussy mound. Fuck! I could shoot my load just looking at her. She looks like a goddess with her golden skin tone, Eurasian facial features, hairless pussy, and perfectly round tits. Danae stops about a foot from me, taking in the action on the couch. Daryl is frantically fucking Janet, while she is bucking her ass fervently against him and vigorously sucking my cock at the same time.
“Mmmmmffff.” Janet moans around my hard cock, as her body stays at peak arousal level. I’m getting close and I’m wondering what Danae is going to do, to get in on the action. She steps towards me, probably by process of elimination. Daryl and Janet are thrashing around too much. Dane kneels on the floor behind me and starts licking my asshole. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I spread my legs and her tongue stretches between them to lick my balls. Gripping my ass cheeks and using her hands to pry them apart, she swirls her tongue around my asshole, before plunging it inside.
“Oh yeah!” I yell, pumping frantically into Janet’s mouth, while Danae tongue fucks my ass. It shoves me over the top and I shoot a heavy build up of cum, into Janet’s warm mouth. Per my instructions, this triggers Janet’s explosive release and she convulses, spasmodically, bucking wildly against my dad’s cock. I pull my cock from Janet’s mouth, turn around and Danae sucks it into her mouth, applying her own unique brand of resuscitation, to bring it back to life.
Janet has collapsed back on the couch, her tits swelling expansively with her heavy breaths. This is my first good look at her tits, and they are almost as perfect as Danae’s. Janet’s creamy white, lightly freckled globes, with thin, pink nipples and rose-colored areolas, are a stark contrast to Danae’s golden hued tits and thicker nipples.
I can’t decide what I want to do next. Danae has my cock nearly fully recovered, when I decide I’d like to see a girl-girl show. I tune in Janet and Danae’s frequencies, one at a time, and give them each instructions to eat each other’s pussies. I tell them that they are to maintain peak arousal, and work at making each other cum, but neither can orgasm until I tell them they can. Then I tune in my dad’s frequency and tell him to get dressed.
“So Daryl.” I say, as I watch the action on the couch. Janet is still lying on her back on the couch while Danae straddles her head. Lowering her pussy to Janet’s mouth, Danae starts sucking on Janet’s soggy pussy, in the classic sixty-nine position. Janet enthusiastically attacks Danae’s golden snatch, wrapping her arms around Danae’s thighs and gripping her ass cheeks. My cock reacts immediately and I leave my dad hanging, while I watch for a few minutes. Based on the moans and the intense movement on the couch, they’ve reached their high levels of arousal very quickly. I reluctantly pull my eyes from the action and turn my attention to dad for a minute.
“What were you and Harry up to, Dad?” I ask him, while he’s under the spell of the transmitter’s signal.
“We were business partners.” Dad answers, in a flat, monotone voice. “I was the financial backer for his latest invention, the Neuro Submission Transmitter.” I almost fall off my chair when I hear dad say this. The muffled moans from the couch are getting louder and more urgent. I turn my head and see Danae’s ass humping arduously against Janet’s mouth, while Janet is bucking her ass off the couch against Danae’s face. I have trouble pulling my eyes away from Danae’s sleek golden body, especially her smooth, round ass cheeks.
“Tell me all about it, Dad.” I say, my focus still on the two beauties on the couch.
“A couple of years ago, Harry called me with a business proposition.” Dad says, without any voice inflection. “He offered me the chance to use his prototype transmitter, if I would back the rest of his research. He knew that we represented models for most of the major agencies and offered me a demonstration of this device. He suggested I invite any model who I wanted to sign to my agency or one I just wanted to fuck.” The action on the couch is almost drowning out our conversation. The moaning, even though burrowed in each other’s pussy, is loud and intense. Janet is also spanking Danae’s ass with loud smacks in an effort to make her cum.
“He came over with this black box.” Dad says, completely oblivious to the action on the couch. “I had invited Danae to come to the meeting. She was the sexiest model I knew and was as icy as the North Pole.” She’s certainly the most sexual being I have ever seen, I think to myself, glancing at the couch. “He turned on his transmitter while we were talking, hit a couple of buttons and she was completely under his control.” Dad says, flatly. “He had her strip, displaying her magnificent body for us and then give us each a blowjob. He made her lie on her back across my desk, and we fondled her tits and pussy while we negotiated our deal. I pretty much gave him whatever he wanted.”
“What happened to the box?” I ask, as Danae and Janet are clawing at each other’s asses, and thrashing around on the couch, filling the room with loud slurping noises. I had better let them cum fairly soon, or they might hurt themselves.
“It’s right here in my desk drawer.” Dad says, opening one of the drawers. Inside is a box with two buttons and two lights on top.
“How does it work?” I ask, but before he can answer, I turn towards the couch. “Janet and Danae, you can both orgasm now.” Loud, muffled groans accompany the clenching of their legs around each other’s head. Their bodies shake so violently that it propels them off the couch and onto the floor. Janet is now on top and they are still locked in a sixty-nine style, thigh embrace. They quake and shiver through a succession of orgasmic tremors, finally collapsing in a heap on the floor, gasping for air.