Delta Delta Sigma Pt 02

Delta Delta Sigma, Part 2

June, this year.

Vince could feel his erection pulsing as he turned away from his daughter... step-daughter... on the hotel bed. The cool sheets did little to help his rising desire. The touch of everything on his hardened cock felt so good and almost made him cum. He wanted to masturbate so badly. But he couldn't do that, couldn't let that total embarrassment happen.

He fell asleep quickly and was soon dreaming, sitting in an unknown, yet familiar living room, watching a football game on the TV.

"Hi, daddy. Bye, daddy," a girl's voice sang as two bodies drifted through the room, in one door and out another. He turned and could barely see who it was as their bodies flew out the door, traces of their dresses in their wake.

He was embarrassed, since they almost caught him sitting there in just his boxers, his erection at full staff. He wasn't expecting anyone to be in the house. He picked up the dumbbell next to the chair and lifted a little, noting with a sense of pride how big his muscles bulged from the effort. He looked over his near naked form and saw every muscle perfectly formed and firm.

He stood, his boxers tenting madly, and moved to the window to where the girls had gone.

"God he's a hunk," one said to the other, making them giggle. He could just barely recognize one by their voice. "We gotta do it!"

"Not right now, Susan, he's watching the game." He definitely recognized Jennifer's voice.

Vince continued to curl the weight as he looked out the window, watching the two girls in their dresses, standing by the pool. He didn't think they could see him, although he caught them looking at the window several times. Oh, if he could only fuck girls that age again.

"Long! Get out there," came a harsh whisper. He turned and saw several men nearby, holding cameras, lights, and sound equipment. He almost forgot he was on camera! That was him... Long Schlong... and he was a high-demand actor.

He casually walked out the door, curling and twisting the weight, making his muscles flex and bulge. He seemed to almost forget the girls were there, but glanced sideways to see them snickering together, glancing at him, and making comments about his body.

"Mr. Jameson, you are a good looking man," Susan said.

"Thank you, Susan. I try to look my best. Especially for my little girl there." He smiled as he looked at Jenn. He could see the yearning fire in her eyes as they moved up and down his body. This was definitely going to be a fun movie to make, he thought.

"Did you want to go swimming with us, daddy?" Jenn asked.

"Sure," he replied casually. "I'm sure the water will feel great." He looked up at the warm, full sun and the wide open blue sky. His hand covered his eyes, blocking the sun from them as he scanned the blueness.

A splash interrupted him and he looked down to see one body had moved into the pool, the water hiding their form as they dove beneath it.

"Are you coming or not," Jennifer asked, standing right next to him. He turned to see her naked body and broad smile as his eyes slipped over her. "It's such a... hot... day." She raised her hand and grazed his shoulder with her fingertip before she walked to the edge of the pool, occasionally looking back over her shoulder at him.

"Yes, it is," he said, looking at the lovely swaying ass in front of him and walking forward. He could feel his erection wagging below him, but didn't want to look down, didn't want to bring attention to it. He was both embarrassed and proud that he was so aroused around these two women. He stood at the edge of the pool, watched closely by the girls and had the urge to impress them... to keep their focus on how awesome he was. He looked like an Olympic diver as he prepared and jumped into the deep end, executing the perfect dive.

As he moved beneath the water, he could feel his boxers sliding down and off his legs from the drag in the water. He reached for them for a moment, but couldn't find them as he neared the surface. He surfaced to see the girls had indeed been impressed with him but he didn't want them to see how much of an idiot he was for losing his shorts. He thought that if he stayed in the water he'd be ok and would be able to find them soon enough.

"Catch me, daddy," a little girl's voice said and he looked up to see a full-grown, naked Jenn jumping into the water, into his arms. He caught her easily, and felt her warm, naked flesh against his own. He was a little embarrassed at first to feel her hard nipples poking into his chest, the warmth between her legs surrounding his shaft as she straddled it.

She looked at him, smiling like a little girl, but excited like a grown woman. And it inflamed his desire. He could feel her squirm a little, as if she knew what she was doing to him. She smiled so big, showing her teeth, slowly bouncing against him, her pussy stroking the top of his shaft. Then she pushed off and backed away with a back stroke.

"Thanks daddy," said the little girl voice once more.

He saw his grown step-daughter paddling on her back, moving away from him. Her bare breasts were peaking out above the water, her nipples hard. He saw glimpses of her bare pussy as her legs scissored with each stroke.

He knew what he was supposed to do and looked up at the cameraman and director. They smiled at him and gave him the signal he needed to see... they were telling him to make his move on her.

"Baby," he said, grabbing her ankle and pulling her back towards him. "You are so incredibly sexy. I need you to do something for me."

She was once again in front of him, her legs wrapping around him as he grabbed around her back again, hugging her to him. Her breasts swayed right in front of his chest as he held her, her thighs wrapped around his abdomen, her pussy resting right on his cock.

"Anything, daddy," she whispered, her voice echoing in his head. She had the look of wanton desire all over her face.

"Anything at all, Mr. Jameson," Susan said from the side of the pool. He glanced over and saw her sitting on the edge of the pool. He was suddenly on top of her, between her legs, fucking her madly. His face hovered above hers and he was breathing heavily as he stroked in and out, harder and faster. She groaned loudly. "Oh God, yes! Fuck me! Your little girl will do anything you want her to do. And she'll love it."

He turned and was back in the pool again, holding his naked Jenn by the waist, her legs around his waist. He looked down at his daughter's face and his hands lifted her up a little.

"I need... I need you to..."

He was then standing in the dining room, setting her down on the table. He moved away slightly and looked down at his little angel and felt inflamed by her nakedness. She was breathing heavily and her breasts were lovely and heaved with every breath she took. He licked his lips as his eyes trailed lower, over her trim stomach and down... down... He almost moaned and came when he saw the most beautiful pussy he'd ever seen. It was shaved almost bare, with just a hint of hair above her clit. Her lips were swollen and open, and her flesh glistened from her juiciness. Her clit was engorged and peeking out from behind its protective fleshy sheath, ready and begging to be touched and sucked.

"What do you need, daddy? I'll do anything for you," she whispered and it seemed to echo off the walls. "Anything..." She lay back, spread her legs wider, and began moving her pussy closer and closer to his very hard cock. He felt it throbbing as he watched it get so close to her opening, and was so ready to fuck her. "Will you fuck me?"

He woke with a start, shivering as he thought about what he wanted to do, what he needed to do. He shook his head when he realized where he was. The room was almost completely black, but a thin sliver of light was peeking in through the heavy curtains covering the window. He could hear Jenn quietly moaning in her sleep in the other bed and he wondered what she was dreaming.

*****

The alarm was blaring, shocking them both immediately awake. Vince always hated loud alarms and reached over and slapped it within seconds. He looked around the room to recover his bearings once again and remembered that he was traveling with Jenn to visit a college and sorority. Her mother had signed her up for this place when Jenn was just ten years old and now that she was eighteen and going off to college, she had to go interview with them.

Unfortunately, Veronica was stuck with work and couldn't come herself. Vince knew she would be a better choice to evaluate a sorority than he, but he really had no choice. Besides, how bad could it be? He'd done some pretty bad things in his life and knew that nothing could compare.

When he was just eighteen, he ran away from home, slipping off to California. Unfortunately, he wasn't able to make it and ended up around some bad people... people that had connections. The next thing he knew, he was offered a lot of money to make a movie. Well, it was a lot to him at the time, anyway. He jumped at the chance... and quickly found out it was porn. He wasn't shy about it and, in fact, was proud to be well endowed, so it wasn't too big of a deal.

The movie turned out to be a pretty big deal. And he turned out to be a very requested man.

One movie turned into another, and another... and then there were parties, and girls, and booze, and drugs. He was making a lot of money, even making a name for himself in the industry. He was popular with the women in the movies, some were actually requesting him to be their man. And he was popular with his dates, fucking more women than he could count. He knew most of them were in it for the thrill of fucking a porn star, but who was he to say no.

At thirty five, he was the "old man" on the set, and was well known for playing daddy roles and fucking younger girls. Almost every girl in his movies was "barely legal" and he had many roles where he seduced them or somehow coerced them into fucking him. That spilled into his personal life and he found he was always picking up the younger women and taking them home.

Then something changed. Something made him rethink his life.

He met Veronica. She was a someone who walked and talked like a good woman. She was nothing like the sluts he'd been hanging around. She was an up and coming business woman, had her shit together, and was someone he could see being with his whole life. It changed him so much that he got out of the porn business within a week of their first date. And he never went back.

She had a daughter, Jenn, who was ten at the time, and they made a perfect family. They were all so happy together.

And now he was here.

He stared at himself in the mirror, replaying the dream in his head and wondering how that had started. He didn't look back. He didn't miss fucking young girls, did he? Besides, Jenn was his daughter. Maybe not his flesh and blood, but he watched her grow up from just a little girl. Now she was a beautiful woman who had her whole life ahead of her.

He finished buttoning up his shirt and tucked it into his dress slacks. He turned this way and that, looking over his body and his clothes to find anything out of place. He put his hands on his stomach and felt the still-tight abdominal muscles beneath. He nodded in appreciation. He worked out a lot and still had a very nice body. One that Veronica never tired of, that's for sure.

He adjusted his semi-hard cock to a more comfortable position... and less conspicuous. Even his masturbation session in the shower wasn't enough to sate his desires. He knew it would be a few days before he saw Veronica again, so he knew he'd just have to get by.

He opened the bathroom door and slipped out, nearly getting run over by Jenn as she burst into the room, her hair brush working overtime.

"Careful, there, kiddo. Don't pull that all out," he laughed.

"Funny dad... real funny." She pushed the door shut with her foot, leaving her alone with her thoughts as she curled and brushed her hair. She couldn't believe how hot that dream had made her. She couldn't get it out of her head. And then, seeing her dad get out of bed this morning... his hardon very evident in his sweat pants. It made her dizzy just thinking about it. She wondered if it was as big as the cock in her dream. She'd never seen one that big before. All of her boyfriends had average cocks... alright, she mused, there were only two. But still...

She felt her clit tingle with need and put down the hair brush. She looked at her face in the mirror as her fingers moved into her robe and down... down into her panties... and pressed against burning hot, wet flesh. She moaned, almost too loud, and her knees buckled a little. She caught herself against the counter with her free hand, but her right hand moved deeper... and faster... making her burn with need.

*****

"The sorority house holds about twenty students," Caitlin said as they walked through the halls. "We get about four new students every year, so we have a very select group of women." She smiled warmly as she opened a nearby door and let them peak inside one of the bedrooms. One of the girls was laying on her bed wearing loose shorts and a tank top, obviously not wearing a bra, her large breasts strained the thin material and her hard nipples poked against it, threatening to rip holes in it. She was reading a text book while listening to music through her headphones.

"The freshmen and sophomores have roommates while the Juniors and Seniors actually get... private... rooms," she said.

Vince could have sworn she had an impish smile on her lips as she said the word 'private', as if she was hoping to be in private with him. He shook it off as being some fantasy of his born from his dream, and looked into the room again. The lithe eighteen-year-old blond was very much his type... well, when he was in his younger years at least.

"Not bad. You like this, Jenn?" he asked, trying to change the subject, his eyes scanning the girl's gorgeous chest as Jenn looked around the room.

"Yeah, I like it a lot."

"Let me show you the guest quarters, then," Caitlin said, shutting the door and leading them down the hall to another wing. They passed by several more doors and Vince could have sworn he heard the passionate cries of a woman behind one of them as they passed. A quick glance from Jenn indicated that she probably heard it too, but they said nothing.

"The guest quarters have five rooms," Caitlin indicated, extending her hand to point down the hall. "You and your wife are welcome to come and stay the night here every three months. If you choose to stay separately, you can't both be here, unless special arrangements are made." She moved to the door of the first room.

"Why would we stay separately?" Vince asked, smiling that she must be joking.

"Some parents just like that better," Caitlin replied, opening the door. The room inside was nicely decorated, rather large, and had a four-poster bed with a canopy above. It looked like a very nicely decorated bedroom, rather than a guest room. "Sometimes the father comes down for a quickie... um, visit... and sometimes the mother comes. It's even more fun having both, though," she smiled, bringing a fingertip to her mouth and inserting it between her lips seductively.

"Wow," Jenn laughed. "Visiting looks better than living here." She took a step inside the room.

Caitlin touched Jenn's shoulder lightly and gently rubbed it. "You'll like living here far better than just visiting," she smiled. Jenn felt a little uncomfortable at the gesture, but she wasn't sure if it was because it broke her private space or if it... excited... her. "Visiting only gives you a taste once every three months.... living here gives you a taste every night." Jenn watched Caitlin's eyes scan down her body and look longingly at her breasts for just a moment, making Jenn shiver.

"Why don't I take you back down to Susan where she can answer your questions and get your enrollment started."

Vince couldn't help but watch her ass sway in her skirt as she led them down the hall, through the grand entryway and to Susan's office. Caitlin knocked twice and they heard Susan's voice telling them to enter.

"Hi Susan. This is Mr. Vincent Jameson and his step-daughter Jennifer." Caitlin backed away as Susan approached, giving them room to shake hands. Susan was a young woman, in her early twenties and was dressed very beautifully and professionally.

Both Vince and Jenn stood stunned by the blond beauty standing before them. They both seemed to recognize her... from somewhere... and it took them a moment to remember that she was the woman in their dreams.

"Mr. Jameson... so good to finally meet you," the young blond said, smiling. "And Jennifer. Please, have a seat," she said, indicating the small couch against the wall. As the two moved forward, Susan walked to her desk and sat down. She grabbed a file of papers and opened it.

"So," she began, "as Caitlin mentioned, my name is Susan and I'm president of the Double D's sorority. From your paperwork, I see that Mrs. Jared, well Mrs. Jameson now, signed up Jennifer here... wow... eight years ago." She looked up with a beaming smile. "I guess she really wanted Jennifer to go to school here." She turned over a few papers. "From the looks of her previous financials, she wasn't doing too well back then. Things are better now, I imagine."

"Well, yeah. She was trying to get a used book store started up just before I met her. Since then, the thing has just skyrocketed. She owns ten stores now, in three different states. I think we're doing surprisingly well." Vince was very uncomfortable talking to the young woman. For some reason, he felt so inexperienced and unworthy around her.

"Very nice," Susan smiled. "That's what we generally see when families give their students to us. Everyone wins here at Delta Delta Sigma." She turned a few more pages in the small book that was the family's file. "Any other children?"

"No, just Jennifer."

"Ok. Just to let you know, we also have a Delta Kappa Sigma house, too, for young men. It has the same kind of set up as the Double D's. In case your family feels more comfortable with guys. The Dicks are always popular for the guys to join. And each house enjoys... visiting... the other."

Vince sat stunned for a moment. "No, that's ok. If Jenn stays here then we'll stay here, too."

Susan smiled. "That would make everyone very happy." She turned a few pages of the file. "Ok, so I know a bit about Veronica's past... but I don't have much about you. Tell me a little about yourself."

Vince shifted in his seat, wondering just how much he should tell.

"Well... I was born and grew up in Oklahoma. I moved to California when I was young and got into a little of the movie business. I met Veronica about eight years ago and we've been together ever since." He shrugged his shoulders as if saying his was just another boring life.

"Oooh, the movie business," Susan said excitedly. "Are you still in the business?"

"No, no," he said shaking his head. I got out of that when I met Veronica. It was time."

"Why did you leave?"

Vince shrugged his shoulders again and looked over at Jenn. She was sitting there listening attentively herself. Even she didn't know much about his past. "Like I said, it was just my time. It's kind of a grueling business, really."

Susan put both hands on the desk top and leaned forward slightly as if very interested. "Were you in it for a long time?"

Vince looked up, counting the years. "Uh... yeah... about... seventeen years or so."

"Wow... that's really fantastic," Susan beamed, obviously excited to hear this. "Did you work on any movie I might have seen?" She looked at him with a kind of knowing glimmer in her eyes. It was as if she already knew all of this and was just getting him to admit it.