The Seduction of Gregory Primdale
He found it hard to sleep that night. The thought of what he had just about done with his daughter haunted him, causing nightmares when he slept and insomnia when he woke. What kind of a father was he, to almost seduce his daughter? The fact that she had been willing didn't make it any easier; in fact, it made him wonder where he had gone wrong in raising her. How had it come to this, that she actually agreed to have sex with him? But try as he might, he just couldn't point to any one mistake he had made that had set her on this path. There were dozens of little things, from fooling around with Lissa last summer, and letting Brit sleep in Jeff's bed, to more recent activities like letting the girls run around naked and watching Lissa bathe. If he had made a single mistake, he could live with that. But over and over again he had done things he shouldn't, and that made him a bad parent.
Worse still, he had enjoyed those little indiscretions. When he had walked in on Brit sunbathing topless, he should have made her put her clothes back on. The only reason he didn't was that he wanted to see her bare chest. When the girls all stripped their clothes off in the pool the other day, he realized now that if he had asserted himself, he could have made them get dressed, Allison's encouragement notwithstanding. Greg, the owner of this house, the breadwinner of this family, could have ended things at any time. If he had insisted, his children would have followed his rules, perhaps reluctantly but faithfully nonetheless.
Thank god he hadn't slipped up last night. Having Brit stroke his cock was bad enough, but it could have been much worse. What if he had gone through with it? What if he had fallen just that once? He could have ruined his daughter's life. Brit, his little angel, could have been hurt badly.
There was only one thing to do. He decided to have a talk with her. After breakfast that morning, he asked her to come into his bedroom to talk. He sat down in the chair in the corner and expected her to take the other one nearby, but instead she gaily skipped over to him and climbed into his lap.
This much, at least, was all right. Though she might decide to go swimming nude later, for now she still had her clothes on.
"Brit," he told her as he wrapped his arms tenderly around him. "I'm sorry about last night."
"Why?" she asked.
"Because I nearly screwed up. Maybe I don't know where to draw the lines after all."
"It's okay, Daddy," she told him. "I love you. And I don't mind if you screw up."
"Well, maybe I shouldn't come visit you at night anymore. I think from now on I'm the one who needs to follow rules."
"If you think you need to, okay, but it really doesn't bother me if you want to visit me at night. Whatever you want to do with me, I'm happy to do it."
"But... sex?"
"Even that," she smiled. "I miss doing it with Jeff, and sometimes I feel like I'll go crazy if I don't get to experience it again."
"You will," he told her. "Some day. But for now I think it's best if you settle for taking care of your own needs."
"But--" she began, but he cut her off.
"You have to trust me on this, angel," he told her.
She sighed. "Okay. I trust you, Daddy. I don't like it, but I guess it will have to do."
"Good. I love you, Brit. More than you can possibly imagine."
"Yes I can imagine it, because I love you just as much."
He smiled, then gave her a kiss on the forehead, and suddenly everything was all right again.
Brit spent most of her days that week over at the Williams house playing with Crystal, which actually suited Greg just fine. He had insisted that Jeff spend some time away from her, but apparently Greg needed the same.
When she asked if Crystal could sleep over Friday night, Greg was almost reluctant to agree. However, he figured that with her friend to occupy her attention, she wouldn't spend much time with him, so it seemed pretty safe.
Kari wanted to come over on Friday too, though obviously she wouldn't be spending the night. Secretly, he was delighted any time they came over. It seemed that more often than not they ended up naked, and both girls had very beautiful bodies. Although it wasn't appropriate for him to think about them like that, at least it was more appropriate than his thoughts about his own daughters.
As usual, he found it hard to concentrate on work that day at the office. With a forecast of good weather for the weekend, another pool party was likely to occur on Saturday, probably a nude pool party. He had long since given up on trying to keep any sense of modesty in the house, and figured that since he had lost that battle he might as well enjoy it.
When he arrived home after work that evening, he found Allison, Jeff, and Kari sitting on the couch in the living room. Jeff sat between the two girls and had his arms around their shoulders. All three of them were bare-chested.
"Hi," Allison smiled. "How was your day?" She said it as if there were nothing unusual about her to be topless with her stepson. Actually, considering how all the girls liked to run around naked in this house, it really wasn't all that unusual.
"Um... fine," he said. It also wasn't unusual for him to be both embarrassed and aroused by it. "And yours?"
"Just great," she replied. "After a dip in the pool this morning, Jeff and I made love, then I took Lissa and Alya shopping. We got back about an hour ago."
He couldn't believe how casually she threw in the subject of sex, right in the middle of the list of other activities. And right in front of her husband and his girlfriend.
"Oh," he said, not wanting to dwell on it. To change the subject, he asked, "so where is everyone else?"
"Alya and Lissa are upstairs in her bedroom having sex," Kari commented, just as casually as Allison. "Brit and Crystal are out in her studio drawing or taking pictures or something. I think Rachael's out there with them."
Taking pictures. There was nothing inherently wrong with that, but he realized that with the way the girls had been dressed lately, or more accurately hadn't been dressed, it might not be quite as innocent as it seemed. Would Brit actually take photos of Crystal nude? Considering how much of an exhibitionist the girl had turned out to be, it was definitely within the realm of possibility.
He didn't know how he should feel about that. If Crystal was nude in front of Brit, there was nothing wrong with it, since they were both girls. But the instant Brit hit the shutter button on her camera, it became child pornography. Granted, he had seen a few pictures of Jeff and Brit that were even worse, but he had insisted that they delete them. He didn't want to encourage Brit to build up her own collection.
On the other hand, he couldn't deny that the thought of Crystal posing nude for some photographs aroused him. If he thought he could get away with it, he would like nothing more to peek in on the photoshoot. He could just imagine Crystal's hot little body striking all kinds of provocative poses for the camera.
Then he had another thought which actually sent tingles down his spine. Maybe Brit would do some posing herself. His little angel, naked as the day she was born, posing erotically in front of the camera as Crystal snapped away. God, what he wouldn't give to see that! He knew he shouldn't think such things about his daughter, but the very forbidden nature of those thoughts made them so enticing.
Of course, it could all be just completely innocent. Maybe Brit and Crystal knew where to draw the line. Maybe they realized how appropriate it would be to take that kind of picture, and put their clothes on first. Maybe they weren't even taking pictures. Brit's primary artistic medium was still, first and foremost, pencil and paper.
On the other hand, Rachael's presence out there made it much more likely that they would cross the line. She loved to encourage naughty behavior, so probably having the girls take nude photos of each other would be like a dream come true for her.
"I was just about to go check on them in fact," Allison said. "Do you want to come with me?"
His heart pounded in his chest as he realized that here was his opportunity. If they were out there taking that kind of picture, he could just walk in on them with Allison there beside him, and claim they were just checking up on them. Being such a notorious flirt, Crystal might not mind if he decided to stay and watch; his presence might actually encourage her to have even more fun posing naked. He wondered what his own reaction would be if that were the case. Would he tell them to put a stop to it? Would he just sit there and watch? At the very least, he would love to walk in on them while their naughty photoshoot was going on. It was an opportunity too good to pass up.
"Sure," he shrugged, somehow managing to keep a casual tone to his voice. Allison rose from the couch, leaving Jeff and Kari alone. That probably wasn't the smartest idea, but he figured he would let Allen Williams do all the worrying about that particular relationship. Greg had enough worries of his own.
Greg and Allison made their way down the hall to the back door, where they descended the stairs to the pool deck, then crossed the lawn to the guest house. He was so eager to see what was going on that he was the first to reach it.
He opened the door and poked his head in, expecting to see the girls naked and taking pictures of each other. He was entirely unprepared, however, to see what was really going on in the room. Like he suspected, all three girls were nude, but that wasn't the shocking part. Brit sat on the couch with her legs spread, with Crystal kneeling in front of her with her face buried in Brit's crotch. Nearby, Rachael stood with the camera, snapping pictures. Greg stared wide-eyed at the three of them, his daughter especially. He didn't think he would ever forget that look of rapture on her face, her head thrown back against the back of the couch, her eyes closed, her mouth open in a wide smile as she gasped in her breaths. Her chest heaved with every breath, every lungful of air she took. He still wasn't used to his other daughter being a lesbian, and now, here was his angel, his little girl, receiving pleasure from the mouth of another girl.
He should put an end to it. He should storm in and demand an explanation. But seeing the three girls like that weakened his resolve. The sight was intensely erotic; how could he tell them to stop it when he wanted so much to see it to the end?
Behind him, Allison opened the door and took a peek in as well. "Oh my," she commented.
The three girls, surprised expressions on their faces, turned their attention to the two intruders.
"Daddy!" Brit exclaimed in horror. Crystal drew back from her task, and Rachael merely stared.
Greg and Allison stepped into the room, closing the door behind them. For the longest time, nobody said anything, as if nobody could believe what was happening. Greg and Allison hadn't expected to see Crystal eating out Brit, and the girls hadn't expected Brit's parents to walk in on them.
Greg was the first to break the silence. "What..." he began in a parched voice, then cleared his throat and began again. "What's going on here?"
"Isn't it obvious?" asked Crystal, her face slowly breaking out into a grin. "Rachael's photographing Brit and me having sex."
His jaw dropped open at her brazenness. She didn't seem the least bit embarrassed about it. Here she was, seducing his daughter right in front of him, and she had the audacity to be smug about it!
He didn't know what to do. Should he order them to put their clothes back on? Should he send Crystal home with the orders that she was never to see Brit again? Or should he take a less stern approach. After all, despite his anger he was also aroused at seeing the two girls go at it like that. There was something overwhelmingly erotic at seeing two young teenage girls engaged in lesbian sex, especially since one of them was his daughter.
"Greg dearest," Crystal said in that sweet and flirtatious voice that she had recently begun to use on him. "Don't be mad."
"It's no use flirting with me," Greg told her sternly.
"But wouldn't it be much more fun to join us than to get mad at us?" she asked, batting her eyelashes. "I'll make you feel really good, I promise."
"That's not funny."
"It's not a joke. I'm a good little cocksucker. Jeff says so, at least."
"Jeff..." he gasped.
"That's right," she smiled. "You didn't know, did you? It wasn't just Jeff and Kari, or Jeff and Brit. It was all four of us. We all made love to each other. Brit loves it when I eat her out. Your innocent little daughter is my little lesbian slut. And Jeff loves it when I suck all the sperm out of his dick. I'll bet you would love it too," she winked.
"Oh my god..." he croaked, his mouth going dry. This revelation was almost too much for him. He knew he should get angry, but he realized that instead of offending him, it got him excited. He felt his cock come to life inside his pants. Crystal glanced down at the bulge growing in his fly and giggle.
"Does that excite you, Greg dear?" she asked. "Do you want me to suck you off? Ever since the first time I saw your big fat cock, I've been dying to get it in my mouth. Every night when I play with myself in bed, I fantasize about you ramming your great big cock right down my throat. The thought of you filling my mouth with your hot cream gets me off every time. Drop your pants and let me know what it feels like for real."
"You can't hope for a better invitation than that," Rachael commented with a grin.
Greg expected that from Rachael, so he turned to Allison for some kind of support. "You can't be in favor of this," he said.
"As a matter of fact, I am," she smiled. "You're the one who told Brit she couldn't fuck her brother any more, so she's had to look for satisfaction elsewhere. As long as you stubbornly refuse to let her get back with Jeff, I don't see how you can be so cruel as to deny her this relationship with Crystal."
"But about Crystal wanting to... I mean... with me..."
"To tell you the truth, the thought of you receiving oral sex from a fourteen-year-old girl is kind of a turn-on. I want to watch you cum in that little girl's mouth."
"Oh god, really?" he asked, astonished. How was he supposed to stay strong when even his own wife wanted him to give in?
Without even rising to her feet, Crystal crawled over to him on her knees and reached out for his pants, placing her hand on the crotch. Greg jumped back, but not before she got a good feel of just how aroused he was.
"Ooh, nice and big," she grinned. "And so hard. Just the way I like it." She reached out again, and this time Greg hesitated. Part of him wanted desperately to end this before it started, to set things back to a sane and appropriate world, a world where daughters didn't have sex with their girlfriends, where little girls didn't offer to perform oral sex on older men, where wives didn't encourage their husbands to take them up on that offer. But most of him just wanted to drop his pants and shove his cock into Crystal's mouth.
As she reached for his belt buckle, he froze to his spot. It was a kind of compromise; he was neither rejecting her nor actively accepting her offer. It was not lost on him, however, that merely standing there was a kind of acceptance. He just couldn't bring himself to pull away again.
Once she had his belt unfastened, she unzipped his fly and spread it to reveal his boxers underneath. She grinned, slipping her hand onto the front and feeling the solid shaft underneath. Her fingers wrapped around it, giving it a squeeze through the fabric of his shorts and causing him both to gasp and to blush.
She licked her lips. As he gazed down at her, she lifted her eyes and met his, and in that moment he realized that she really planned to go through with it. He turned once more to Allison, hoping for some kind of help from her, but she just shrugged.
Crystal grabbed his pants and pulled them down. Without thinking, he stepped out of them, removing his shoes at the same time. Then she took the waistband of his shorts in her hand. With a quick tug, she dropped them to his feet, letting his cock spring free, mere inches from her face.
To his astonishment, Allison stepped behind him and lifted the bottom of his shirt up. Unconsciously, he lifted his arms, and a moment later he stood in front of everyone wearing only a pair of socks.
"Come over to the couch," said Crystal. She stood and took his hand, leading him dumbly across the room. Brit moved to the side to give him room to sit, but she didn't attempt to close her legs. He couldn't help but notice her beautiful young pussy, wet and swollen, laid out for his view. His throat went dry as he saw her hand slip between her legs to stroke herself there.
"Daddy," said Brit in a pleading voice. "I want you to put your arm over my shoulder."
It was a simple enough gesture, but just the thought of being in physical contact with his daughter while receiving oral pleasure from another girl drove him wild with lust. He happily obliged her, and she scooted in closer to cuddle with him.
Crystal knelt once more in front of him, then took a moment to remove his socks. She wrapped one of her hands around his cock and began to stroke it up and down. He groaned in pleasure at the sensation of this little girl beating him off.
"That is incredibly erotic," Allison commented from across the room. "You can't imagine how much that's turning me on."
Crystal leaned forward, but instead of taking his cock into her mouth, she gently blew on it. The stimulation sent a powerful shudder through his body, and he couldn't suppress a low wail that escaped his throat.
Suddenly, Crystal removed her hand from his cock, and he groaned in frustration. How could she torment him like that? "Greg dearest," she smiled. "Promise me you're not mad at Brit and me."
"Fine. I'm not mad."
But she wasn't finished yet. "Promise you'll let Brit and me keep having sex with each other as often as we want."
"Oh god..." he moaned. For such a young girl, she certainly was a devious little vixen.
"Promise," she insisted. He hated to give such a promise; it would mean forever forfeiting his right to tell Brit to stop engaging in such a perverse act. But how could he refuse Crystal?
"You know we're just going to do it behind your back if you don't agree," Crystal told him. "Brit's pussy is so sweet and delicious, I could never give it up. And her lips are just made for sucking dick and eating pussy. Look over there and see just how absolutely adorable her mouth is. You can't tell me that if she were to suck you off that you wouldn't immediately get addicted to it. I love it when she shoves her tongue deep inside my cunt, fucking me with it almost as well as any cock."
Greg's mind was overloaded by these mental images. If she kept it up, he would likely have an orgasm just from the erotic images of his imagination.
"Promise me you'll let her tongue my pussy to orgasm whenever I want," Crystal insisted. "And that you'll let me do the same to her."
"Okay, I promise!" he exclaimed, his last vestiges of willpower breaking down. He would probably go to hell for that promise, but right now he felt like a few minutes with his cock in Crystal's mouth was worth an eternity of fire and brimstone.
"Then I guess you've earned your reward," she smiled, giving him a wink and then opening her mouth as she lowered her head. She stuck out her tongue and flicked it across the tip of his cock, and he gasped as pleasure shot like lightning through him. She was right; she very definitely knew how to give a man pleasure with her mouth. She tongued the head of his cock several more times, at first just brushing it across the tip but then running it all over. He watched in excitement as she scooped up the moisture leaking from the fissure with her tongue and then brought it back into her mouth to taste it.
"Delicious," she commented. "That makes a fine appetizer. But I can't wait for the main course."
"What about me?" asked Brit. "I'm so horny right now, I need someone to get me off. You took Crystal away from me, but maybe I can have Allison or Rachael take her place?"
"Or both?" Rachael grinned, and Brit nodded enthusiastically.
"Wait..." Greg stammered. He wasn't sure he liked where this was headed. He had already agreed to let Crystal be her lover, but to let his own wife seduce his daughter?
Crystal, however, knew he was in her power. She drew back from his cock and grinned, and he realized he could deny her nothing by this point.
"Promise you'll let Brit fuck any girl she wants," she said.
"Oh hell, fine. I promise," he groaned.
"Well then, I guess with your permission, I wouldn't mind a taste of that pussy myself," Allison said. The two older women approached the couch where Brit sat, then knelt down in front of her. She spread her legs extra wide so that they could lean in and pleasure her at the same time. Greg watched in fascination as Allison and Rachael both stuck their tongues out and touched them to her outer lips. Brit squealed with delight at the sensation. "Oh god yes!" she cried out.
The sight was almost too much for Greg to bear. His own daughter was getting orally stimulated by his wife and sister-in-law. There was something so perverse, so wrong about it, but also to incredibly erotic. Having a young teenage girl like Crystal do something similar to him at the same time multiplied the excitement.
He glanced down at her and saw her smiling up at him as she continued to run her tongue all over the head of his cock. Maybe she was just doing this to obligate him to keep his promise, but there was no faking that look of delight in her eyes. She was actually enjoying this!
Then she lowered her head and ran her tongue up and down the shaft, bathing it with her saliva. He watched in intense fascination as she licked him all over, not missing a spot. Sometimes she just flicked her tongue against it, and sometimes she tilted her head and wrapped her tongue around the shaft. She also kissed it all over, worshipping it with her mouth. Her free hand cupped his balls, gently rolling them between her fingers.
He was in heaven. Maybe at one time he had had his doubts, but right now he just wanted Crystal to continue. He wanted to feel her mouth engulf him, the suction of her lips as she coaxed the cum from his cock, the moist softness of her tongue teasing him even inside her mouth, the glorious ecstasy as he shot his load straight down her throat. And it looked like she was going to give him just what he wanted. How could have have ever considered refusing such a gift?
When she finally opened her mouth and slipped his cock inside, he sighed from much needed relief. Her hot, wet mouth seemed like it was meant for his cock, perfectly shaped to take it in and eager to please him.
Then came the suction that he had been fantasizing about, and he lost all control of himself. His body squirmed all over the couch, his hips rocking forward as if trying to spear Crystal's throat. Fortunately she kept her hand on the base, or he probably would have shoved it in too deep.
He glanced over at the action next to him, with Allison and Rachael pleasuring his daughter in much the same way. They had brought their hands in to spread her lips, and were running their tongues all over the pink tissue beneath. Allison focused on her exposed clit up top while Rachael drove her tongue deep into the opening.
Brit's body was squirming around every bit as much as his own. Her spread legs overlapped his own, and he could feel the tremors running through her body as the women drove her into a frenzy of lust and desire. It was still hard for him to imagine Brit as a lesbian, even seeing it right in front of him. But she seemed to have no problem receiving such intense pleasure from other women, not that he could really blame her. He had a feeling that if he were a woman, Allison and Rachael would be tempting enough to convert him instantly. Hell, every time Allison walked down the street she probably gave half the straight women around her at least a fleeting thought of switching over.
Rachael then began to move up her body. She kissed her all over her flat stomach, even teasing her a bit by thrusting her tongue momentarily into her navel, causing the girl to break out in a fit of giggles. Then Rachael moved higher, up toward her chest and the twin mounds there. She kissed the underside of one of her breasts, moving slowly toward the nipple. When she reached her destination, she ran her tongue all over it. Brit squealed in excitement from the sensation. Rachael didn't neglect the other breast, but reached out with her hand and traced around the nipple with her finger. She let her finger mimic the motion of her tongue, twin stimulations that soon had Brit gasping in her breaths.
Taking advantage of her sister's absence down below. Allison scooted over to a more central position. Brit lifted her legs and threw them over Allison's shoulder, her knees still spread wide but her feet crossing on top of Allison's shoulder blades. Allison's tongue probed into the depths of the girl's pussy, lapping up the moisture that by now was almost dripping from the girl's excitement.
Greg was just as excited. Crystal worked him over skilfully with her mouth, not only sucking him hard but also using her tongue to stimulate him inside her mouth. She alternated between different motions, sometimes taking as much in her mouth as she could manage, but sometimes pulling back so only the head remained between her lips, giving her the opportunity to run her tongue all over the tip. That felt particularly good, and every time she did it, he nearly climaxed right there from the pleasure. It was an almost ticklish sensation, enough to make him squirm all over the couch and moan loudly. But each time he felt the pleasure building, she somehow sensed it, and backed off and let him calm down. She was almost sadistic in denying him relief; perhaps it was an extension of her teasing. Even now that she had taken it beyond flirting and was actually fulfilling the fantasy that she had created within him, she still made it playful and torturous; but what exquisite torture it was!
Perhaps she enjoyed the power she wielded over him. Maybe she liked the thought of being able to control a grown man. Certainly he hadn't shown himself to be anything more than her slave today. She could have asked him to promise anything, and he would have done so gladly. She knew it, and had taken advantage of it.
Next to him, he could hear Brit's moaning quickly rising in pitch, mimicking the spike of the pleasure that he realized she must be experiencing. His own daughter was about to have an orgasm, right in front of him!
Allison attacked her pussy viciously, her tongue mercilessly slapping against the girl's clit. Brit's legs suddenly snapped shut on her stepmother's head, but from his vantage point he could tell that it didn't bother her; she continued to lap at Brit's cunt. Brit closed her eyes and threw her head back, her hips lifting off the couch as her body tensed up in climax. He heard her scream in ecstasy, pushed over the edge by Allison's skillful use of her mouth. Greg knew all too well the joys of that mouth; he had felt it giving him similar pleasure many times.
He was just about there himself. With the visual stimulation of four gorgeous naked women surrounding him, the sound of his lovely daughter's orgasm from her lesbian lovers, and the feel of Crystal's mouth sucking him hard as if trying to draw his cum out through sheer force of will, it wasn't long before he felt the rising pleasure that signaled his impending climax. He threw his head back, his body beginning to tighten up.
Then he felt a new sensation on the base of his cock. He glanced down and saw to his astonishment that Brit had reached over and grabbed him there. She started jerking him off rapidly even with him buried inside Crystal's mouth.
That did it. He erupted with one of the most powerful orgasms he had ever experienced. He could feel the cum surging up his cock, and realized that with such an explosive orgasm, no doubt Brit could feel it too. That thought made it all the more intense, and a moment later he released into Crystal's mouth. Her eyes lit up with delight at the first spurt, which she swallowed down quickly in anticipation of the next. Over and over again his cock twitched, sending more and more of his cum into Crystal's hungry mouth. He watched with delight the contractions of her throat as she swallowed everything he gave her. There was no doubt about it; she actually enjoyed getting him off with her mouth.
Exhausted and even dizzy from the intensity of the orgasm, he closed his eyes and panted, his head thrown back against the top of the couch. He was too weak even to move.
Then he felt a shifting of the weight next to him, and a moment later a delightfully soft and warm body against him. He glanced down and realized that Brit had climbed onto his lap. She wrapped her arms around him in a tender embrace, laying her head against his chest and smiling happily.
For about the millionth time that day, he didn't know what to do. He could feel her torso, especially her breasts, pressing against him. But he just couldn't bring himself to push her off of him. Instead he just lay there and let himself enjoy it. Maybe he would have to have another talk with her later, but for now, he was perfectly happy to feel her hot young body against him.
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