I felt all the blood drain out of my face and I couldn't seem to look away from the man's coal black eyes. His voice was accented slightly and my addled brain seemed to be trying to sort out what the accent was. I was afraid to move, and was vaguely aware of Darcy's breathing increasing, probably in fear. He kept his eyes locked on mine and without hesitation continued pulling the t-shirt upward. I could feel Darcy trembling on my lap, but couldn't seem to break his hold over me, to even reassure her. Before I knew it, her t-shirt lay crumpled on the porch at his feet. He gave me a grim smile, and continuing to hold my gaze, he reached up and caressed lovely Darcy's firm breasts. I heard her whimper again as he touched her. He reached out one hand and caught mine, pulling it to her breast as well, and urged me to caress her. Unthinkingly, I did so, a part of my mind trying to understand why I was doing this and the rest of my mind focused on just how damned erotic the situation was, with Darcy there at our mercy and Justin still asleep upstairs, completely unaware of the circumstances.
"Please, dear lady, don't stop on my account. I was so enjoying the show you were putting on, I had to come and join."
British, my mind rambled. That's a British accent.
"You are quite lovely, my dear," he said to Darcy. "So fresh and beautiful. I'm not surprised that your mum couldn't resist your sweetness."
At last, I found my voice. "She's not. . .that is, well, she's not my daughter." What a stupid thing to say, I thought. Why am I not telling him to remove his hands from her and getting her in the house. If I was honest with myself, it was because I was becoming aroused by the situation more and more by the moment. Darcy really wasn't protesting, as apparently the touching felt too good.
"Ah, I see. Well, no matter. I find that I must taste this lovely morsel." He pulled Darcy backwards a bit, exposing her chest and then leaned in, brushing her nipple with a feather light touch. I felt her pussy explode against me, and she writhed, crying out in her orgasm. At that, he began to suckle her in earnest and wickedly, I found myself joining in, sucking her other nipple. The stranger and I supped on Darcy for quite some time, the cool fresh morning air kissing our faces, and we brought her to climax several times. I was so horny, I scarcely knew what to do. I wanted to be taken. I found myself wondering how this man would compare to Justin. When he lifted his head from Darcy's breast, I lifted mine at the same time. He gave me the same grim smile, and I got a good look at him.
The stranger was handsome in a rugged sort of way, a slight scar running through his right eyebrow. As I looked downward, I noticed two things. One, that the tent at his crotch looked fairly impressive and two, that he was dressed as a park ranger. My blood froze in my veins, and his eyes crinkled slightly at the corners.
"Ladies, I believe we need to step inside." He was courteous, but firm. Darcy scrambled off my lap and grabbed her t-shirt, scooting through the door. He gave her bottom a quick pat as she passed by. I followed, feeling ill. He closed the door gently behind him, and gestured toward the sofa. Once we were seated, he stood there before us, his fingertips caressing his hard cock through his tan pants.
"Well, this is quite the interesting situation we have here. I find it difficult to believe this isn't your daughter, and that makes what you were just doing a crime, you know."
"Please, officer, she truly isn't my daughter. I love her as if she were, but. . ." He held up a hand to stop me.
"I'm afraid that I can't take your word for it, dear lady. We have a situation that needs fixing here. Do either of you have any idea how we might fix this terrible problem?" His face was expressionless as he glanced from one to the other of us, waiting. As bad as this could turn out to be, I found myself becoming aroused again. This stranger had total power over both of us at the moment, and he could choose to make our lives miserable or to let us go. I knew what he wanted and so did Darcy. I also knew what I needed.
"Officer, I'm certain we can work something out. . ." I made my voice cajoling, glancing at his crotch and licking my lips.
"Oh, you think we can, do you? Just what are you proposing, woman?"
Without a word I stood up and stripped off my gown, exposing my nude body to the man's cold ebon gaze. He met my eyes, and then let his wander up and down my body, and then he nodded. He moved over to me and pulled me to him, taking my mouth in a passionate breath stealing kiss. I literally felt my knees buckle. His hands gripped my ass, pulling me tight against his body. I felt his erection pressing into me, and a part of my mind noted that it felt impressive indeed. His tongue plundered my willing mouth, and I met each thrust with my own. He growled low in his throat then broke the kiss. I was trembling with need and my pussy was dripping, aching to be filled. I heard his voice again.
"Sweet girl, come and taste of this lovely lady's offering, won't you?"
His mouth covered mine again, and then soft hands touched my inner thighs as Darcy moved between them from behind me. As he kissed me, I felt her mouth against my nether lips and her tongue parting my slippery folds, tasting and drinking from my wellspring. It was heaven, to feel the stranger's touch and Darcy's familiar one all at once. The man's hands began to caress my breasts, teasing my nipples, and I found myself reaching out and unzipping his fly. My hand slipped inside his khaki trousers and found the flap to his boxers, sliding inside with ease. I gripped him, and was gratified to feel his size, which was very close to Justin's. He was slightly thinner in girth and a tiny bit shorter in length, but I could tell by the way he manipulated my body so far that he would be talented and well versed in the ways of a woman's body. I felt Darcy's eager mouth working harder and faster on my pussy, and my orgasm burst forth, coating her face with juices.
The man broke our kiss again, and reached down, pulling Darcy to her feet, and to him, where he began kissing her, tasting me on her sweet mouth. She moaned with pleasure as he traced her lips with his tongue. I knelt before him, beside her, and pulled his hard cock out of his trousers, taking him in my mouth hungrily, and beginning to slide my lips over him. One of my hands gripped him, while the other moved to Darcy's ass and caressed it. I sucked him deep, almost all the way to his balls, and I could feel our girl trembling beside me as I worked his body, knowing he was driving her crazy with his wonderful passionate kisses. None of us was aware that Justin had entered the room, until he spoke.
"Well. . .this looks interesting. May I join in?" Darcy and I froze for a moment, then realized what he had said. He didn't sound angry in the least, just eager to join. The stranger spoke.
"Only if you come and help this lovely lady at my feet suck my cock." His tone left no room for argument, and I held my breath, a bit scared of what Justin would say to him. If he spoke out against this man, there was no telling what would happen. I could feel the tension in Darcy's body as well. Justin seemed to ponder the idea for a moment, then he answered.
"Tell you what. I'll suck yours if you'll suck mine next."