This is Part 2 to A Secret Revelation; I recommend reading it if you haven't already, for flow and informative purposes. Before you get into the story, I want to give a big thank you to all the reader's emails and responses I've received, I can't even begin to name off all the great idea's and suggestion's I've gotten. Thank you!! A special shout-out to my 'Assistant' Aaron, too...couldn't have done it without your help and encouragement...you're the best :)
(c) Chasey Mason, all rights reserved.
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"Sweetie, Tasha's here!"
I ran the hairbrush another few strokes through my soft, shiny tresses, looking myself over in the mirror. "Tell her I'll be down in a sec, Daddy!"
The front door opened and closed, and I heard my best friend's excited voice as she chatted with my father. The two of us had decided to take a trip to a city about four hours away, staying two nights in a hotel for some shopping and general relaxation. Relaxation wasn't a good word for the plans I had for little Tasha, I thought with a smile.
Grabbing my favorite perfume from the mirrored medicine cabinet in front of me, I sprayed it lightly on my wrists and throat before putting it back. I smoothed the front of my red halter against my flat belly, deftly pulling at a minute wrinkle in my black skirt as I applied a coat of lip-gloss and hurried out of the bathroom. Noting the silence from downstairs, I rushed into my bedroom, grabbed a pair of black strappy sandals, and crept to the top of the staircase. If I knew my sexy female lover, she would be teasing my father this very second, and I would use that fact to my future advantage. As if to confirm it, I heard a distinct male groan and muffled a giggle as I strained to hear the going's-on.
"Is that what you like?" Tasha cooed. "Do you like it when I rub your cock like this, Riley? Tell me you like it...say it."
"I like it when you rub my cock, Tasha...ohhh God..."
I didn't know whether to be more jealous or turned on, my body and mind fought this out as I tiptoed to the bottom of the stairs, quickly putting on my sandals. My best friend, also dressed in a black skirt but with a snug fitting white tank top, had my handsome father up against the wall while her hand squeezed and fondled the outlined bulge in his uniform pants. Daddy moaned as Tasha nibbled and sucked on his neck, trapping one of his strong thighs between her legs; I closed my eyes as a wave of lust washed through me when my horny little lover began to rub her pussy up and down his firm appendage.
My father's green eyes opened and he looked down at Tasha, reaching up to entangle a hand in her thick, curly brown hair. I watched as he yanked her head back, slanting his mouth over hers as my best friend moaned low in her throat, her cunt grinding faster against his leg. I knew they wouldn't fuck without my prior approval, and seeing the desire between the two made me even hotter. I couldn't help but spread my shaking thighs a littler wider, sliding a hand in between and gently teasing my throbbing clit while they dry-humped each other. Tasha's smooth hand rubbed my father's enclosed cock faster, up and down, their mouths tightly locked together as both groaned in pleasure.
Daddy pulled his mouth away, his breathing ragged. "I'm going to cum in my pants if you keep doing that, Tasha...stop..."
"No...I want you to cum..." Tasha moaned hotly. "Shoot your hot cum for me...please, please cum for me...I want to cum when you do..."
A smug smile came over my face hearing these words. I (regretfully) pulled my hand away from my pussy and straightened up, loudly clearing my throat as I stepped around the staircase wall. Like naughty children, my lovers scrambled away from each other and donned innocent smiles.
"Hey, baby," Tasha smiled, holding her arms out to accept a hug. "Are you ready to go?"
"Definitely...looks like you're ready to go too, Daddy." I said pointedly, angling my blue eyes at his rock hard erection with a slight grin. Not surprisingly, I could see traces of Tasha's wetness on his pant leg; I reached out and slid my finger through it. "Now, what is this wet stuff on your pants?"
He flushed but remained silent. Tasha gave me an evil little smile, her brown eyes still glazed with the intensity of her lust. She had been talking non-stop for two weeks about my father since the fun at the bar and it was only the respect between us as best friends and lovers that kept her at bay; believe me, it wasn't just her though. I knew Daddy loved and wanted me, but the instant hard-on he suddenly had every time Tasha came around was evidence enough for me that something needed to be done. I also couldn't deny that the thought of my father and best friend fucking turned me on...turned me on in a big way...on the other hand, it was fun torturing them...especially Tasha.
"All right, we're going then. Are you sure I haven't forgotten anything?" I asked.
"No, sweetie, everything is fine. Don't worry," Daddy chuckled exasperatedly. "You girls have fun."
"We will." Tasha smiled brilliantly and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, grabbing a couple of my bags and exiting the house. I didn't miss the way my father's green-eyed gaze centered on my lover's sweet, firm little ass. A twinge of jealousy curled through my belly, and I made a point of bending over far enough to pull up my short skirt as I picked up a bag. I heard an audible gasp when Daddy sighted my naked slit and I straightened, turning to him with a quizzical smile.
"What Daddy?"
I didn't have time to react as he grabbed my upper arms, forcing me to drop my bag. He pushed me unto my stomach over the back of the couch, using his foot to nudge my legs apart as I struggled to catch my breath. My father pushed my skirt up to my waist, his warm, thick fingers slipping down to run between my swollen pussy lips.
"No panties, Chasey? Such a naughty girl." He chastised.
"Wh - what are you doing, Daddy?" I gasped, trying to stifle the pleasure shooting throughout my body. He had never shown aggression like this before! He leaned heavily against me, his cock pressing like a brickbat into the back of my thighs. I moaned softly as I heard a zipper come down and grabbed a hold of the couch, clenching my fists tightly when I felt the hot, velvety tip of my father's cock brush against my dripping pussy.