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Megan Learns To Model - 6
by Old Pervy (pops.4476@yahoo.com)
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A traveling photographer takes advantage of his
mobility. (Mfg, fgb, 1st oral, blackmail)
***
Author Note: This is a continuation of a story that
was conceived entirely in the imagination of the
writer. As long as positive comments are made, I will
continue to turn out more stories. I have used some of
the ideas and requests from readers in some of the
chapters. The author still does not condone or
recommend having sex with underage partners.
***
PART 6
The plan was discussed during the ride back to their
house. I called a friend of mine who was a lawyer and
also one of my best customers. He agreed to do what I
needed as soon as I gave the word.
I dropped them off and went to the mall to wait. It
didn't take long. I had only been there an hour when
they called. I drove directly back and walked
hurriedly to the door with my camera. Megan opened the
door for me and led me down the hall to her daddy's
room. Lyssa was laying next to daddy, both of them
nude. She had cum on her body and he had a soft cock.
Megan undressed and lay on the opposite side. She took
some of the cum and spread it over her body as well.
Both girls tousled their hair and worked up some
tears.
I snapped the pics and prepared my "tough guy" act for
when they woke him up. I went back to the living room
and the awakening began. Within a few minutes, the
girls were screaming at him, putting on a very
believable act of betrayal by dear ol' daddy.
He stumbled into the living room a few minutes later.
He had pulled on a robe, but nothing else.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" he yelled at me.
"Megan called me and told me what happened, and that
they needed some help. I was still close, so I came
back." I stood up. At 6'2" and 260 (most of it muscle
as I try to keep in shape), I could be intimidating
when I wanted to be.
"They also said it's not the first time you tried to
do something with them."
"They lie!" he shouted. "Nothing happened anyway. I
don't know what you're talking about. Get out of my
house!" he screamed as he took a swing that I easily
deflected. He stumbled and fell into a chair.
"Here's the deal," I started to tell him. Both girls
were watching wide-eyed from the hall. They had pulled
on their shirts but nothing else. It was actually a
very erotic sight, but back to business. "I have the
proof that something was going on. You can look at the
girls and see they both had cum on them. Their hair is
messed up and they are half-dressed."
I held up the camera. "And I have the pictures to
prove it. Don't get crazy and think you can take them
either. I have already saved the photos and sent them
to my computer using my phone. I have an attorney
waiting to check them out if something happens to me."
He looked at me with hate and fear. He had sobered up
enough that the realization was hitting him. His girls
had finally had enough and got revenge. First his wife
had left him, he lost his job when he became disabled,
and now this. He wasn't able to bury himself deep
enough in the bottle to hide from the world. His girls
were growing up and now he had to face facts.
"What do you want?" he asked with resignation.
"You will give up custody of the girls. They come with
me. I can provide for them in ways you will never
understand. Get some help and dry out, we'll talk
about them coming back. You're a pig and you want
pity. It ain't happening. They've had enough. They
don't like being treated like they are, being made fun
of at school, and never having anything. "I will have
the attorney send the paperwork over first thing
tomorrow. He will have a notary with him. They come
with me now, but they'll stay in touch. When you
recover, call Megan on her cell. Don't bother calling
before.
"Any interference on your part, or failure to abide by
these terms, and the photos go to the cops. You go
away and dry out under the penal system's "I don't
give a shit" plan. Do we understand each other?"
He looked for a minute like he was about to cry. He
wouldn't even look at his daughters, just hung his
head and nodded. "Tell him to come by. I'll expect him
around 10. Take care of them, OK?" The last was a plea
of a beaten man. Again, I almost felt bad about using
the girls like I had. Almost wasn't enough.
I turned to the girls to tell them to get something
on, but they were already dressed. They had done that
while I was talking to their daddy. Bags in hand, they
didn't say a word to him. Pitiful.
We drove away and went back to the hotel we had left
earlier. There was a lot to talk about between the
three of us. They took showers to wash off daddy's
spunk, then we ordered pizza for delivery to the room.
That's when the talk started. They were still nude.
"What now, Mr. Rob? Or can we call you "daddy" for
real now?" Lyssa was the first to ask.
I looked at her, then at Megan before speaking. "We'll
spend the night, then go shopping tomorrow. We can
continue the modeling and you can do as much of the
special requests that you want. Or," I hesitated.
"We can stop everything, and live a normal life as a
family. My place is big enough and we don't need the
money from your modeling. If you continue, we can put
it in a savings account for college or something.
"My home is a few hundred miles from here, so we'll
hook up the SUV to the RV tomorrow and take off after
we buy a few things. We can buy whatever else you need
as we go along. If you want to model, but not do the
groups or other special requests, that's fine, too. We
can do that from my place. But, if you don't want to
keep it up, I will probably find someone else to do
it. It's a good way to make money."
The girls talked between themselves for a few minutes,
then turned to me. It was Megan who spoke.
"We want to do the daddy/daughter stuff, as long as
you do the daddy part. We are curious though, about
what other guys' things look like, ya know?" They
giggled. The knock on the door signaled the arrival of
the pizza. My mind went into overdrive.
"Would you like to see another one now?" I asked as I
looked through the peep hole. It was a kid, probably
in his late teens or early 20's at the oldest. I told
him we would be right with him, that I had to get my
wallet.
"What do you mean?" Lyssa asked.
"I mean, open the door and offer this guy a blow job
or whatever you want. I guarantee he'll take you up on
it. I'll video it if you do and we'll submit it to our
customers."
Lyssa was up to the challenge. I walked away and she
opened the door to a very surprised and very shocked
kid.
"Hey, Daddy is getting his wallet. Come on in." She
stepped back and held the door open for him. He
stepped through, obviously in a daze and she closed
the door behind him before continuing.
"You see, my sister over there bet me I wouldn't
answer the door without getting dressed first. I won
the bet. Now, the bet had two parts, wanna know the
other part?" she asked coyly.
He stood there, staring at the two nude girls, his
mouth open and just nodded.
"The other part was that I wouldn't offer to give you
a blow job. Want one?" she cocked her head to one side
and played with her braided hair. I was about to laugh
at his discomfort, but waited long enough to see what
he would do. She didn't give him time to think about
it, but instead started unfastening his uniform pants.
I was getting it all on camera.
Megan had taken the pizza bag from him and placed it
on the table. Lyssa had his cock out now and was
slowly stroking it. She had dropped to her knees and
leaned over to kiss the tip. She looked up at him with
those big, soft eyes as she took the end of it in her
mouth. I thought he would pass out.
Of course, it didn't help that Megan was standing next
to him. Equally nude, she took one of his hands and
placed it over a perfect little "A" cup. His knees
almost buckled. I'll have to admit, he was pretty well
endowed for a kid. It was at least 7" and pretty
thick. This was most likely the first blow job he had
ever received. It would bring big money when it was
edited and released.
Lyssa was taking in almost the entire length of the
boy's cock. Megan had moved his hand down to her bald
mound. That did it.
"UNNNHHHHH!" he moaned as he came in Lyssa's mouth.
Some of the cum escaped her mouth and Megan noticed
it. She dropped to her sister's side and opened her
own mouth wide, extending her tongue. Between the two
of them, they managed to suck the poor boy dry. When
she was satisfied he was finished, she turned to
Lyssa.
"OK, sis. You win. Now, you can let Daddy fuck you
first tonight. Just leave some for me, OK?" she licked
her lips, getting the last few drops of cum as she
stood up.
"No problem, big sister. Maybe he'll just fuck me
while I eat the pizza. I'm so horny now. You know how
I get when I give a blow job." She put the boy's cock
back in his pants and I shut off the camera.
"Sorry it took so long," I told him as I walked back
in the room. I handed him a couple of $20's and almost
had to push him to the door. I turned back to the
girls and we all started laughing.
"Well, that's one. How many more do you want?" I asked
them.
To be continued...