Custom Curios: Daddy Buddy Bear, Part 5
"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" Mackenzie yelled excitedly into the phone as Andrew answered it. God, it had to be early. He glanced at the clock and it was only 7am. Far too early to wake up on a Saturday morning... especially for her.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" she continued yelling excitedly.
"Mack... slow down. I'm not exactly awake yet," he said, trying to wake up. He didn't sleep well at all, worried about what he'd done. But he had finally fallen into a deep sleep and she woke him from it, disorienting him.
"Well, wake up sleepy head!" she said. "It's a great day!"
"What's got you all excited, honey?" he asked.
"My Daddy Buddy Bear!" she said. "He's here! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
Andrew had to take a second to absorb what she was saying. The bear was there? With her? "What do you mean, baby?"
"When we woke up to leave yesterday, I couldn't find my Daddy Buddy Bear anywhere," she said. "We were so bummed out when we left. And yesterday pretty much sucked. But then we woke this morning and he was here!"
He was in shock. The bear... she's talking about the bear. The bear that he drove and threw out into the woods. How in the hell did it get down there?
"Your bear is there? With you?" he asked, still not believing it.
"Yes, silly. And I know it was you," she said, thinking that he brought it to her. "That was the best present ever!"
"Well... I'm um... I'm glad you like the bear," Andrew said. His mind was spinning, trying to figure this out. "I'm not... um... I'm not exactly sure what's going on... but I'm glad to see you're happy."
"I am, daddy... very happy," she giggled. "When I woke up, he was just sitting in the chair, staring at me with a big grin on his face. It was such a wonderful sight to see! But... I'm sorry, but I have to go. Samantha and Alexis are playing with the bear now. I'll talk to you later, daddy. I love you!"
"I love you, too, pumpkin," he said and they hung up. Andrew lay back on his pillow, trying to recount everything that had been happening. He knew for a fact that he took that bear and tossed it into the woods. And he knew for a fact that none of the girls knew anything about it. How in the hell did it get down to her?
He got out of bed and quickly showered and dressed. He grabbed his car keys and started driving to where he threw the bear. There had to be some mistake. There had to be some explanation for all this.
When he arrived at the woods, he pulled to the side of the road. He knew he was close to where he had parked just a little more than twenty-four hours ago because of the nearby landmarks. He got out of the car and walked through the tall grass to the edge of the forest... where he thought he'd thrown it at least, but didn't see anything. He walked up and down the edge of the woods, looking everywhere. He even expanded the location to a couple hundred yards along the woods edge, but still... nothing.
He shook his head as he got back into his car. It was possible that someone found the bear... that was true. But how would they know where Mackenzie was? And why would they take it to her? And how in the hell did they get it inside her cabin like that? This was just... impossible!
When he arrived back home, he walked into the house and put his keys back on the hook beside the door. He shook his head again as he pondered her bear and walked into the living room to sit in his chair. When he looked at the stand next to the chair, he saw them... plain as day... sitting right there... just where he would have laid them. The Daddy Buddy Bear glasses.
"What in the hell!" he said loudly, jumping out of his chair, moving back as if they might bite him. He looked at them more closely, then picked them up. He knew he threw them out, too, but here they were... as if they'd never left.
Andrew examined them a second, turning them around in his hand. They sure looked like the same glasses. He lifted them to his face and gazed through them a second. It was impossible that they did what they did, too. They were just plastic... and there were no lenses in them. This whole thing was too incredible to be real.
He slid them onto his face, carefully looping them behind each ear. He felt overwhelmed as he suddenly found himself lying on his back, looking up, with Samantha sitting on his lap, slowly grinding against him.
"Hiya! I'm Daddy Buddy Bear! It's a perfect day to have some fun!" the bear announced, making all the girls suddenly giggle.
"Oh fuck!" Samantha said as if something different had started when Andrew connected. He could feel her pussy grinding against his cock, sliding up and back, her heat and wetness overwhelming him.
He reached down to feel his chair and slowly and carefully made his way into it. It was so difficult having senses for two locations... on one hand to see and feel one thing through the glasses and then move about something else in his own home. It was very disorienting.
"Yay!" Mackenzie clapped her hands nearby, cheering.
"Oh fuck!" Andrew whispered, feeling his cock getting very hard very quickly. Now seated, he could fully concentrate on what what happening through the glasses... through the bear. And Samantha's pussy felt absolutely incredible.
"God, he's really... throbbing... all of the sudden," Samantha said, reaching up and squeezing her breasts over her nightshirt. "It feels so fucking good." A moment later, she reached down and slid his cock inside her wetness, groaning and giggling as she pushed him so deep inside her. Then she began fucking him, hard and fast.
"Oh fuck yeah! I need this... I need this so bad," she panted.
"Let me have his mouth," Alexis said, sliding closer, facing Samantha. She kicked her leg over the bear's head so that the only thing he could see was her pussy and asshole. And that was a mouth-watering view! She quickly dropped her body, her pussy covering his mouth.
"Oh fuck!" Alexis moaned as she felt him... or the bear... licking her pussy furiously. "I love this bear!"
"That tickles!" the mechanical bear-voice giggled. "I've always dreamed to have a friend like you."
Andrew could barely register what was happening, yet again. His body was overtaken with an insatiable lust as the girls took turns riding his cock and face again and again for the next hour. And then, when they grew tired, the bear climbed on top of them, fucking them again and again as well.
Only when he grew so tired he could barely move and passed out, did he even have the chance to rest.
He woke several hours later, the sun past mid-day, and was looking up at the ceiling. He realized that he still had the glasses on and pulled them off his face, idly setting them on the stand beside his chair.
He fell asleep again in the chair, barely able to walk to his bedroom.
*****
He awoke again at 4pm and hesitantly grabbed the glasses, turning them over in his hands. He knew what would happen if he put them on again. This bear... it had some kind of control over them. It made them all need to fuck. It had become an addiction, at least for himself and Mackenzie. He had no idea if Alexis or Samantha could resist any more or not.
His hands were almost shaking as he put the glasses on his face, hooking each earpiece around his ears. Suddenly his sight was transferred to the bear and he found himself sitting on a chair, facing the room. No one was in sight.
"Thank God," he whispered when he realized that the girls had gone out for at least some part of the day. He was going to be able to get some rest. He knew that neither he, nor the girls, were going to be able to resist the bear's pull for very long.
*****
It was 8pm Monday night when the girls finally got back to Andrew's house. They'd spent a lot of time with the bear... and Andrew... Saturday night, twice on Sunday, and then even Monday morning before they left.
Andrew was getting worn down, but always seemed to find a burst of energy when he put the bear's glasses on. He knew the bear was definitely corrupting everyone who touched it. Turning them into... sex maniacs... or something. He didn't even know if he had the strength to get rid of it now.
Andrew welcomed them all as they walked in the front door and dragged their suitcases and sleeping bags down into the basement. They all looked a little tired. None of them had any clue that he was on the other end of that Daddy Buddy Bear. When they settled in a little, Mack told him that their intention was to spend the night and then Alexis and Samantha would drive back home Tuesday morning.
Andrew was, frankly, relieved that they planned on leaving. Constantly pleasing all three of them was almost too much for him. Their youthful stamina and need were overwhelming at times.
As Mack and Andrew stood in the living room hugging and talking, trying not to let her friends see them, Mack's eyes seemed to focus on his chair. His eyes tracked towards it, wondering what it was she was looking at.
"What are those glasses?" she asked, walking towards his chair. "You never used glasses before."
"Oh... um... them," Andrew giggled softly. "They're... um... they're not real. They're... um... toy glasses that came with the bear."
"Oh," Mack said, picking them up and turning them over in her hands, looking like something was still wrong. "They are pretty cheap plastic. Why are they so big? They're, like, adult-size."
She went to put them on, but Andrew grabbed them from her hand. "Oh... um... I really don't know," he said, sounding scared. "I... uh... think they fell off when you took the bear with you or something. I just set them there."
"Ok," she said, seemingly satisfied. "Well, I'm going downstairs with my friends." She kissed him on the lips, a little too passionately with her friends so close by, and winked. "I'll see you later, daddy." She moved her lips by his ear and whispered. "I'll come up in a couple hours, when they're asleep."
Mack smiled as she backed out of his arms, her face showing her love and desire for him.
At 11pm, Andrew settled into bed, leaving the girls to themselves in the basement. He had felt an urge to put on the glasses all night long, but was able to resist the pull for once. When his head hit the pillow, he quickly fell asleep.
Around midnight, Mack slipped upstairs to the living room. There was something about the glasses that bothered her... something about the way her dad acted when she mentioned them that made her suspicious. She listened for any sound from upstairs, but didn't hear anything, so she crept into the living room.
The plastic glasses were still on the lamp stand next to the recliner and she picked them up as she sat on the edge of the chair. She looked them over, carefully, but didn't see anything out of the ordinary. They were just cheap, plastic, toy glasses. She held them up to the light and looked through the lense holes and saw nothing.
She then slipped them on her face, hooking the arms around her ears. She suddenly felt dizzy and fell back in the chair as a view of the basement came clear. She held her hand out, looking for it in front of her face as her eyes saw the fold-out couch and chair in the room. Alexis and Samantha were in the fold-out couch, sleeping.
"Wow... this is... this is incredible," she whispered.
