Above and Beyond
While it was certainly awkward to move around with the dildo buried inside me, it was also a major turn on. Both Elena and Toni stared, probably wondering what it felt like as I carefully took a seat amidst intermittent gasps of pleasure.
Once our glasses were topped up, Toni and Colin taking their seats once again, we all took bracing drinks before our horny master of ceremonies got things underway again.
"I do have to hand it to you, Lieutenant," Seraphine said, "You took that well. But now it's time for round four of our family fun game of, 'Choices'. Our last new contestant was Quentin, so he's our 'right of choice' player for this round, and his partner will be... Elena!"
"Yaaay, Daddy and Elena!" the girl cried as she bounded from the couch.
She was by his side in an instant, hopping up and down and giggling with happiness and excitement with his still hard rod tightly clutched in her hand.
"El- Elena! Let go of me!" he almost plead, harried and barely able to get her calmed down enough to release her grip on his handle.
"Nice to see such enthusiasm from a player," Seraphine quipped. "I like that. Quentin, you know how the game is played, so here's your first choice. I would dearly love to see your beautiful daughter sucking that nice cock of yours, and I'm sure she'd be willing to do it, should you tell her how."
"Oh my God, Quentin,
no!"
Toni forbade.
"However... Elena, please grab that bag. Inside, you'll find four boxes. I want you to hand one to your father."
She did this, handing him a smallish white box with a picture of a woman on it.
"If you find your first choice to be unacceptable, you can instead choose to have your daughter go change. The choice is yours."
He handed the box back to Elena as an easy choice, saying, "Elena, I want you to go change into this."
She only now looked at the box and her eyes lit up, her mouth gushing, "Oh, thank you, Daddy!" She hugged him, doing her little hopping for joy thing again before scurrying into the back room to change out of her indecent bikini, and into something that came from a sex shop and was packaged in a box that was only twice the size of a cigarette package.
She soon returned wearing an indecently short, tight, stretchy, black sleeve dress. The front bore long, wide, horizontal gashes that exhibited all of her cleavage. These gashes went all the way down to her lower belly, and the back was the same, the gashes stopping only after they exposed the top half of her tushie crack before what was left hid the rest.
"Elena, that looks... incredible on you," I told her, feasting my eyes and sorry I didn't get to go in a round with her as I pressed my thighs together, massaging the dildo with the walls of my pussy.
"Thank you, Lieutenant," she beamed, feeling all grown up in the in the prostitute dress as she sidled up to her father with a hopeful smile.
"Do I look pretty in this dress, Daddy?"
"Y-yeah, you... You're a very pretty girl," he assured, trying to keep his eyes off of her.
"Elena, honey," her mother hailed, "Shouldn't you have worn a bra?"
"I don't think so."
"Well... are you wearing panties?"
"No, I didn't think I should."
Toni's uncertain stare was ignored by Elena in favour of what her father thought of this, but there was no time for comment from him as Seraphine eagerly moved things along.
"Elena, you look like a proper little slut, just like your mother."
"Thank you, Seraphine."
"You're welcome, baby, but now it's time for your daddy's next choice. Quentin, would you choose to fuck your daughter's cute little face now, or would you prefer the choice of finding out if Elena's inherited your wife's, 'nipples to clit condition'. Fifteen seconds, Quentin, or you're looking at both."
His shoulders dropped, and I did feel bad for him. He'd tried but, between his narrowing choices and Elena's own curiosity of him, he knew that he wouldn't get out of this completely clean any more than I or his wife had.
"Elena, I want you to listen to me. Daddy's gonna... you and Daddy are gonna... Oh, shit."
"Time, Quentin."
"Elena, daddy needs to suck on your nipples."
"Oh,
yes
, Daddy!"
The scoop neck of the sleeve dress was low enough that he could easily pull it down, allowing both of her shapely young globes to tumble out with her sunny smile. He moaned when he saw them, moaned again when he began licking the hard nipple of one.
"Oh, Daddy, that feels good. Oh... Daddy..."
He jumped when her hand again found his hardened prick, slick with oil and ready for his daughter's slow, pumping attention. But he didn't try to stop her. I wondered if he'd given in on that with the thought that he'd never accomplish the task at hand if he had to constantly fend off Elena's perverted attacks, or if he simply enjoyed the moment too much to stop her. He began avidly sucking on her nipple, kneading her other with his fingers as Colin had his mother's.
"Oh, that feels so nice... so nice... Daddy,
yes!"
He switched nipples, eyes closed as he really worked them over to the delight of his squealing daughter until he finally asked.
"Dear, do you feel that... between your legs?"
"Yes, do it again!"
Seraphine laughed as Quentin sighed. All in all, it wasn't that bad.
"Daddy, my nipples!"
"Not now, dear," Quentin dodged as he put his daughter's boobies away again. "Daddy's got one more choice to get through."
"Well, can I play with your cock?" she almost whined.
"Elena, just let me get through this, and we'll talk later," he said, again having to force the persistent girl's hand away.
Elena only pouted as Seraphine got under way again.
"Last choice, Quentin. The home stretch. You feelin' it, buddy?"
"I got this," he affirmed, mentally bracing himself with a glance toward the relative safety at the end of the sectional, just within his grasp and without having been compromised all that badly. So far.
"I like your attitude. Quentin, your last choice is, your daughter sucks your big, hard, oily cock, or you choose the alternative of licking her pussy."
"Oh my
god
," he moaned.
"Just to make sure that what you started,
up there
did finally get...
