Will parks at the bar’s parking lot and gets out. It’s dark outside, not too many cars here on a Tuesday night. It’s not a particularly popular spot, but it apparently has many memories for Steph – Cassie’s high-school friend – which is why Cassie is there with her and Anna (another high-school friend) celebrating her birthday. Cassie had just flown in this morning, and Will and Angela let her spend the day with Steph and Anna. The original plan was for the two girls to drive Cassie home, but Cassie had called Will an hour ago asking him to pick them up on account of being (in her words) too plastered to see straight.
He sees them right away when he enters the bar. They’re sitting at a booth with a half-full pitcher of beer and a few empty shot glasses. Steph wears a short green dress that goes well with her mane of long red hair. Anna, the tallest of the three, is clad in a tight black blouse. It doesn’t appear like she’s wearing a bra – with an A-cup, she practically never does – and her nipples are noticeably poking through the silk fabric. Finally, there’s Cassie: she has cut her blond hair to be about the same length as Cameron’s, and looks gorgeous in a white tank top with a thin leather jacket over it.
“Hi Mr. C,” they cheer loudly when they see Will walk in. Cassie gets up and runs over to him, shouting “Hi, Daddy!” She embraces him and he feels her warm, tight body under his hands. This is giving him thoughts he’s not quite comfortable with, and he struggles internally to keep these thoughts at bay.
“How are y’all doing?” Will asks when he and Cassie make it to the girls’ booth.
“Bad, Mr. C,” Steph says with a mock pout.
“Why bad?”
Steph makes a long face and intones, “Well, the days of my youth are a thing of yore, and all I have to look forward to now is withering away my few remaining years…”
“Bitch, you’re only twenty-two.” Anna slaps Steph’s shoulder. The redhead laughs.
“I’m just kidding, Mr. C. Best birthday ever!”
“Well, have a happy one,” Will says. “I’m sorry I didn’t bring a present, wasn’t expecting an invitation…”
“That’s okay, Mr. C., just glad you’re here,” Steph smiles.
“And enough with this ‘Mr. C.’ crap, y’all are old enough to call me Will.”
Steph pouts. “But calling you Mr. C is what we do. It’s our thing, yeah?”
Will studies Steph’s face for a moment, trying to see if there’s anything there. Maybe, or maybe not. They fucked three years ago: she and Cassie needed a ride home, and he drove her to her place after dropping off Cassie. She invited him in, and things just kind of happened. They never even talked about it afterwards. Steph seemed her usual cheery self, and though there was a twinkle in her eye whenever she’d talk to Will, she never seemed interested in taking it any further.
They talk for a while, sharing their college stories and reminiscing about their high school days. Will mostly keeps quiet, content with just listening to these beautiful girls talk about whatever comes to their minds. He realizes something, though: despite how inebriated Cassie claimed for them to be, they seem sober. Sure, Anna looks a little sweaty and Cassie has a visible glow on her pale cheeks, but they don’t sound drunk at all.
“So girls,” Will asks finally. “Cassie had led me to believe that you are all – and I quote, ‘too plastered to see straight’, but I’m not really seeing that here…”
“We’re fine, daddy,” Cassie giggles. “I just wanted… I wanted to see if you’d do it for me. Come when I call.”
She looks at him intently. It’s a weird thing for her to say, and there’s a moment of unresolved tension between them. But Steph and Anna burst out laughing, and Cassie joins in.
After some more talking and a few more drinks, they head out. They walk over to Anna’s SUV, parked behind the bar. Despite the late hour, the air still feels hot and humid. Will is talking to Cassie mostly, with Anna and Steph whispering about something behind them.
“Hey, Mr. C,” Steph calls. “Before we go… I have a request to make.”
“Yeah?”
“Well, it’s my birthday,” she says coyly. “And you didn’t bring me anything, but there’s something you could do… to me… that could um… compensate for that.”
“Such as…?”
“What you and I did back then,” Steph says, blushing. She reaches out to Will’s body, runs the tips of his fingers along his chest. “I really liked it, you know.”
Will is dumbfounded. He looks over at Anna and Cassie. The two blondes are watching them intently, smiles across their faces.
“You… they know?”
“Of course. We share all our secrets. I mean, I didn’t tell them right away, I didn’t know what to think but Cassie says you are a special kind of family, right? Mrs. C. wouldn’t mind, would she?”
Will’s mind is racing. Of course, Cameron and Cassie had their suspicions about their parents’ sex life, but they’ve never really discussed it with them, and they’ve never brought anyone in their bed while the kids were home.
In the meantime, Steph is inching towards Will. She’s very close to him now, looking into his eyes, reaching out to meet his lips… He can’t resist, doesn’t want to, and he leans in and kisses her, feeling her moist lips, warm breath. His hands caress her back, feeling the heat of her body through the thin fabric. Steph pulls away, and pushes him against the back of her SUV. She begins to unbutton his shirt.
“Right here?” he asks weakly, glancing at Cassie. His daughter is watching them with great interest.
“Yes…” Steph murmurs as she undoes the last button. Her arm goes around his neck and she covers his chest with hot kisses. She slides down and begins to work on his trousers.
“Cassie…” Will tries for… something. Approval? Contempt? Assurance? What if this is some kind of a weird, cruel prank; what if Steph pulls out his cock and backs away, laughing at this man, late in his forties, expecting sex from three girls half his age?
Steph licks the tip of his cock tentatively. He glances down at her, meets her eyes. There’s no ill will there, only lust.
“Do you like this, Mr. C?” she asks before licking his cock again, this time from the base all the way to the tip.
“God, yes,” Will whispers.
Smiling, Steph swallows his cock half-way, begins slowly bobbing her head on it.
“Look at her go,” Anna says pensively. Her hand slides between her legs, and she touches herself through the fabric of her leggings.
“I want to see it,” Cassie says, approaching them and taking in the sight of her father’s cock disappearing in Steph’s wet mouth.
“Like the view?” Steph asks, letting go of Will for a second. She goes back at it, without waiting for response, but her movements are more intense now, almost theatrical.
“Wow,” Cassie murmurs. “Can I touch it, Daddy?”
The right thing is to say “no”, Will thinks. The right thing is to stop this insanity, part ways, never speak of it again.
“Yeah,” he says instead. Cassie smiles at him, and grasps his cock at the base with her thumb and index finger. The rest of her hand is now covering his balls.
“You’re so hard, daddy… Is it for me or for her?” She laughs softly before Will can think of an answer – and what can one answer to that? – and kisses him. Her lips are as warm as Steph’s, though thinner, just like her mother’s, and she has a sweet lip gloss taste Will can’t quite identify.
Steph lets go of Will’s cock. “Do you want it?” she asks, looking at Cassie.
“Is it okay if I suck your cock a little, Daddy? I want to know what it tastes like… the cock that made me…”
Cassie slides down to her knees. She lets her father’s cock glide along her lips, then kisses it deeply, as if making out with it. Will watches her in amazement, barely able to take in the sight of his daughter’s sweet face right next to his erect cock. She takes him in her mouth, her innocent doe eyes glistening in the moonlight.
“Fuck, that’s so hot,” Steph whispers. She’s still on her knees, watching Cassie. She undoes her dress, letting the top slide down, exposing a white lacy bra. Cassie reaches over to her back with one free hand and undoes the clasp, and the bra falls off, revealing Steph’s large, soft tits. Her nipples are small, but hard, and she pinches one of them as she pushes her head in to lick Will’s ballsack. Her tongue swirls around the tight skin for a while, then she sucks his left nut in.
Will glances over at Anna. She’s unbuttoned her blouse by now and the sides of it are barely concealing her small, perky tits. Her right hand is inside her leggings now, rubbing her pussy hard. When her eyes meet Will’s, she pulls out her hand and walks over to him, leaning against the SUV next to him.
“Who’s the better cocksucker?” she asks teasingly. “Steph or your daughter?”
“I… they’re both great,” Will manages to. The three girls erupt in laughter.
“Ok, I think we should move on to the main event,” Cassie says finally as she stands up. “I don’t think you’ll last much longer, daddy, and Steph needs her cunt filled.”
Steph stands up as well and opens the SUV’s hatchback.
“Not a lot of room in there,” Anna points out.
“We’ll pull the seats down,” Steph decides. She and Anna begin working on the seats, leaving WIll and Cassie at the back.
“Quite a night, huh,” Cassie says with a chuckle.
“I can’t believe this is real,” Will says. “Are you… are you really okay with all this?”
“More than okay…” Cassie answers, embracing him. “I’ve wanted this… for a while,” she whispers in his ear. “I want you to fuck me so bad. But you have to fuck Steph first. You have to fuck her and cum in her because it’s her night and she’s wanted this for a while, too.”
“And… you?”
Cassie pulls away, smiling at him. “Not here… I want our first time to be somewhere more comfortable. In your and mom’s bed, maybe? She can watch. I know she’d love to.”
“Oh god…”
“She’s okay with this, Daddy, I promise.”
Steph and Anna return. “We’re good to go!” Steph exclaims. She wiggles out of her dress, drops her panties. She’s now completely naked in front of Will and her friends, and seems to have no qualms about that whatsoever. She climbs in to the back of the SUV, arching her back, exposing her wet pussy, then turns around and lies down, legs partially open. Anna and Cassie follow her inside, lying down at her sides.
“Pile of hot young flesh ready for your service, Mr. C.,” Anna jokes. The girls giggle.
“Get in here, Daddy!” Cassie invites. Will drops all the clothes he still has on and climbs inside. Steph closes the hatch with the remote key. The inside of the SUV steams up almost immediately, and Anna opens the back door window on her side.
“What if someone passes us?” Cassie asks, mildly concerned.
“Fuck them,” Steph exclaims. “Let them watch.”
“We’re so getting arrested,” Anna says.
“I don’t care,” Steph says again. “Come on, Mr. C., fuck me.”
Will gets to work. He kisses Steph’s mouth and neck. He doesn’t have any room to go down, so he pushes Steph’s tits up with his hands, kisses her pink nipples. He does it only because he wants to – neither of them need any foreplay. Steph is wiggling impatiently under him, grinding her pubic mound against his erection. He positions his cock at her entrance, and easily slides it in. Her legs go up around him.
“Yess…” Steph hisses. “Fuck… yeah, right there, fuck me…”
“Fuck her, Daddy,” Cassie pleads. “Fuck her like you want to fuck me…”
Will does, even though has very little room to maneuver. He’s deep inside Steph, hitting her cervix with every thrust, feeling her pussy squeeze his cock so tight. Her body under him feels warm and tight, her breasts squeezed by his chest, her arms wrapped around him.
Anna’s hand reaches between Steph and Will, turns Steph’s face towards her and they begin greedily making out right in front of Will. Their faces are too close for him to focus and he senses their kissing more than he sees it – their moist lips, flushed cheeks, glazed eyes. He begins to lean for a three-way kiss, but Cassie’s hand comes in from the other side, turning his face towards hers. She moans as they kiss, and Will realizes she’s masturbating. He manages to get his hand from under Steph, and he pulls down his daughter’s tank top along with her bra. He doesn’t see her tits, but he feels them under his hand, almost as big as Steph’s with hard gumdrop nipples just like her mother’s.
He almost comes from the sensation. It takes all his strength to pull back. Steph is close, too; he can feel it from the intensity of her breath, her movements under him. Cassie is not making it easy – she somehow manages to climb up just enough to have her tits at the level of his mouth. Will sucks on her left nipple, tastes the sweat on her chest, feels the scent of his daughter’s young body.
Steph glances over at them, and the image of Cassie breastfeeding her father sends her over the edge. She arches her back as much as she can under Will, cries out. Her cunt grips Will’s cock tighter than before, milking it, squeezing it, wordlessly begging for his cum. Will lets go, his own orgasm coming in like water bursting from a pipe – hard, fast, nearly painful in its intensity.
“Oh my god, when I get home, I’m going to fuck myself until my vibrator melts,” Anna’s voice cuts through the post-orgasmic haze.
“Do you want me to lick you or something?” Cassie says matter-of-factly.
“Yes…. No… No, don’t tempt me,” Anna replies mournfully. “I don’t want to cheat on my boyfriend.”
Cassie giggles softly. “So everything so far is boyfriend-approved?”
“Ugh,” Anna grunts. “You wouldn’t understand.”
“I won’t even pretend to try.”
“Can you guys shut up for a second? I’m trying to enjoy the moment,” Steph says faintly. The two girls quiet down, and for a while the four of them are just there together, feeling each other’s bodies, breaths, the scent of sex…. Will pulls back a bit to see Steph’s face. Her eyes are closed, her breath is even, and she looks gorgeous even with the sweat on her forehead and the smeared makeup.
“You’re so pretty,” Cassie whispers, brushing her outside of her hand against Steph’s cheek. Steph smiles without opening her eyes.
“We must do this again,” she says. “Promise me we will.”
“Definitely,” Cassie says, glancing at her father. “I mean… we can even do it more now, if you want.”
Steph shakes her head and sits up. “No, I need to get home. Long day tomorrow. Besides,” she smirks, looking at Will. “I think you guys are overdue for some close family bonding.”
As they drive home, Will and Cassie are quiet at first. Will genuinely has no idea what to say: with each second, the events of the past hour seem like some kind of a phantasm his deranged mind made up. He glances over at Cassie, but she doesn’t seem to be anyhow phased or embarrassed; she’s merely sitting in the passenger seat, smiling to her own thoughts.
“What?” she says, noticing Will’s stare.
“I can’t believe this is real,” he says, looking back on the road.
“Me too,” she says, grinning.
“No, I mean it. I cannot believe this is real. Stuff like this just doesn’t happen.”
“Stuff like what?”
“You know. Three girls, including my own daughter…” He glances over at Cassie again. “It’s like some bad porn film plot.”
“Will it help if I say we planned it ahead?” Cassie asks.
“Planned… what?”
“All of this. As in, Steph wanted to have sex with you again, and Mom said–”
“Wait, Angela’s involved in this?” Will asks incredulously.
“Of course. I wouldn’t do this without her approval.”
“So when she sent me to pick you up–”
“Yeah, she was basically feeding you to us. In part so that she could fuck Cameron in peace.”
Will nearly slams the brakes. “What?”
“Uh…” Cassie blushes. “I thought you knew?”
“No, I did, but you – you know, too?”
Cassie gives him a long look, then bursts out laughing. “Oh my god, you look hilarious. Poor clueless daddy.”
“Gimme a break,” Will pleads. “This is too much for your old man.”
“Alright, alright. Do you want to get a coffee and I’ll tell you the full story?”
“This late at night?”
“Just some crappy gas station coffee is fine. We’ll sit in the car, and I’ll tell you everything.”
Will considers this. “Wouldn’t you rather get home?”
Cassie gives him another long look. “Daddy, the minute we get home, you’re going to fuck me until I’m seeing stars,” she says evenly.