Alone Time

This is a work of fiction, written for fantasy purposes. It includes unrealistic sexual practices and fantasy situations. If you like your erotica/fuck-stories more reality based, then feel free to go elsewhere.

All participants involved in sexual scenes are 18 years old or older.

This is Part 2 of 'Alone Time' in which our Dad gets caught by his daughter just as he came in the delivery girl.

Thanks to Anita for the sexy talk that inspired this story.

Enjoy!

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Esmeralda, Esme for short, had been looking forward to this weekend ever since her friend, Hailey, told her about setting her up with Michael Gomez from the local college's baseball team. She had planned to spend the entire weekend fucking the shit out of the local talent and she was so excited that her thong panties spent the majority of that afternoon soaked in her juices. As she headed out the door that afternoon she told her dad not to wait up for her as she had no plans of returning home that night.

All seemed to be going well as she arrived at Hailey's and they both dashed to her room to get ready. They changed outfits for what seemed like a million times. Each one swapping out lingerie or not wearing any at all with each change of clothing while they teased each other every time they'd be down to their bare minimum clothes. And

that

didn't help with Esme's horniness. She would steal hungry glances at Hailey as her friend's thin, athletic body bent and pulled and twisted with each change. She wondered and hoped that she'd be able to share Michael with her at some point, but not before getting a crack at him first.

Gotta break that dick in, first,

she thought to herself. Besides, Esme needed to find out if Hailey was into girls at all, before even bringing it up.

But let me interject here to tell you about the girls. Hailey was a Freshman soccer player in college; it's how she met the boy she was introducing to Esme, as a lot of the student athletes get to meet each other in one way or another. Because of her very active extracurriculars, Hailey was a thin, athletic girl with long blonde hair and small but perky 32 B breasts and a tight ass on a 5'6" frame. She possessed what seemed like endless energy. Esme, on the other hand, seemed the polar opposite of Hailey; she was thicc with curves in all the right places. At 5'2", with long, straight, dark brown hair, Esmeralda proudly displayed a set of 36 DD tits that often seemed impossible to tame, especially when being swayed with the aid of her big, soft, round ass that tapered off into a wasp-like waist. Together, they seemed an odd friend pairing, but the dynamic seemed to work.

By 8PM the girls had their outfits chosen. Hailey wore a too-tight fitting jumpsuit that flattered her athletic frame, small boobs, and tight ass with no underwear to avoid any of the pantie and bra lines that were bound to show in such an outfit. Esme settled on a micro-mini white dress that clung to her soft curves, massive tits, and was doing all it could to cover her voluptuous ass. She opted to just put on a micro thong that barely covered her bald slit as she let her tits be encased by the tight material and hoped (not really) that they wouldn't spill out.

Just as they were putting the finishing touches on, the honk of a revving car outside came through the window, followed by a buzz of Hailey's phone.

Bobby:

we're here babe

Was the message from Hailey's boyfriend. The girls stepped into their heels and made their way outside, where Bobby and Michael waited for them.

Hailey rode shotgun next to her boyfriend while Esme and Michael rode in the back. The plan had been to go to dinner at a local restaurant before heading out to the club. Each couple flirted and touched and did some light groping on the way as Esme felt her panties soak through at the expectation of what was to come.

Once in the restaurant, the double-date seemed to go smoothly. Everyone laughed and talked and had a good time along with a good meal and some free flowing drinks that had been served with the aid of everyone's very convincing fake IDs. As the meal portion of the date was winding down, Michael said he needed to go to the bathroom and got up to head to the bathroom. Hailey jumped up a minute or two later saying she needed to go, too, before they left. When Esme looked at her in a questioning look, non-verbally asking if she wanted company, Hailey shook her head and headed to the back.

Esme and Bobby chatted for a bit, but after a while they both noticed that Michael and Hailey had already taken much longer than a regular trip to the restroom would, so Esme excused herself to go to the bathroom, too, to check on Hailey before leaving while telling Bobby to get the check.

As she rounded the corner to the back, she was confronted with the sight of Hailey and Michael full on making out right outside the bathroom doors. Hailey's hand was down Michael's pants clearly jerking him off while Michael tried to fondle Hailey's small tits and ass. Esme's breath had caught in her throat and no sound was coming out as neither one of them realized she was there, so she backed away quickly and quietly while pulling her phone out and hailing an Uber to take her home.

Once she was around the corner again, she walked past Bobby without looking at him and straight to the exit as she heard him calling out, "Esme? Esmeralda!" But she just kept going until she was out in the chilled night air. Bobby had looked like he wanted to chase after her but wasn't able to as the waitress was there with the check and they were working out the payment.

It was just as she jumped in the Uber that Bobby ran out, but it was too late. The car was pulling away as Esme rode home in silence trying to figure out what exactly it was that she was feeling.

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The ride home was quiet and the Uber driver knew better than to try and pry. She was angry at her so-called friend, but it turned her on a bit, too. She had fantasized of that precise thing happening, but not before Esmeralda had a chance to try out the goods. And that is what had her seething inside.

As the car slowed down in front of her place, she sat there for a moment thinking. She thought about how she was going to get her stuff back, the things she left at Hailey's. She thought about how long she would stay mad or if it would be forever. She thought about Bobby and if he knew Hailey fooled around behind his back. And she thought if she should have done or should do something with Bobby to get back at her friend.

She also thought she would make a big fuss about the whole night because she wanted her dad to comfort her and she was feeling low. Esme knew she was hot and sexy and a great lay, but

was Michael more into the skinny-white-chick look?

she thought.

She thanked the driver and stepped out of the car. The cool night air made her nipples instantly hard as they protruded noticeably from the thin material, but the moisture that had lingered between her thighs was now dry. She was so lost in thought as she walked up the driveway that she didn't even notice the strange car parked on the street in front of her house. All she saw was the flickering lights of the television through the front window curtains and she knew her dad would be watching something. Perfect for her to just put on PJs and cuddle with him.

As she punched in the numerical code for the keyless lock, she prepared her dramatic entrance to set up her dad comforting her. Swinging the door open she yelled, "I FUCKING HATE THEM!!!" but no immediate answer came back. All Esme could hear was the obvious grunting and moaning of what sounded like multiple people fucking.

What the fuck?

was all she could think as she turned towards the living room. And for the second time that night she was confronted by an unexpected sight. Her dad was laying balls-deep on top of a petit, pixie-cut girl she'd never seen before in what looked like post-coital bliss and all that came out of her mouth was, "Daddy?!?"

Gabriel, her father, seemed to scramble to his feet as Esme stood there shocked at the sight. Her eyes darted down to his cock, which glistened with the mixed juices of his cum and her cum in the shimmering light of the television. Anabel, the girl her father was fucking, reached for the nearest pillow to cover her face and pretended to be invisible, thinking that if she couldn't see them, they couldn't see her.

"B-b-baby! What are you doing home? I thought you weren't... I thought you had a date!" Gabriel exclaimed as his hands shot down covering his softening manhood.

As her father's strong hands covered his member, Esme was snapped out of her trance and she lifted her gaze to his as she spoke softly, "I... I did. But something happened and I ended it early so I came home."

Concern and protectiveness began to overtake embarrassment and shock in Gabriel as he noticed his daughter was hurting, and not because of what she just witnessed. Stepping to her he wrapped his arms around her, uncovering himself again, and brought her close to him to try and comfort her a bit.

Esme was still in a shocked stupor as she felt her father's strong arms wrap around her, but she could also feel the large, semi-hard piece of flesh press against her tummy as her arms wrapped around her father's naked waist and pulled him closer to her. For the second time she was confronted with the unexpected and for the second time she had conflicting feelings about what she saw. She wasn't angry with her dad, but she was feeling bad about her mom. What would she say? What would she do? She couldn't not say anything to her. Before she knew it, tears were welling in her eyes as they began to roll down her cheek and she pressed her face against her father's chest.

Out of the corner of Gabriel's eye, he saw Anabel gathering her things as she snuck into the hall powder-room to change, and most likely, leave unnoticed. He appreciated her doing so as it would make the explanation that much more awkward if she hung around.

As Esme's gentle sobs subsided, she looked up at her dad. Looking down at her face, he kissed her forehead as she spoke, "Who-who was that, daddy?"

Gabriel turned to look in the direction of the powder-room to see if the door had opened and she had left, but it was still closed. Guiding his daughter to the couch, Gabriel finally took hold of the remote and turned off the television, muting the sounds of the porn on screen for good.

He was still naked, but his main concern was still his daughter's well-being, so, tossing a light blanket over his lap to somewhat cover up, he started to explain, "She... Her name is Anabel. I met her tonight when she delivered a pizza to me."

Looking surprised, Esme immediately interjected, "You fucked the pizza girl? That's kind of cliche, don't you think?"

Gabriel let out a low chuckle as he nodded his head.

"It's not funny, daddy. What about mom?" Esme asked, genuinely concerned.

"Well, you see, baby," Gabriel continued, looking around for his phone until he spotted it on the floor. As he leaned over to pick it up, the blanket slipped a bit, his thigh now exposed and the edge of his cock visible. He continued, "Mom, well... mom already knows about Anabel."

"What do you mean she already knows about Anabel? I thought she was at aunt Danielle's?"

"She is, baby," he continued as he unlocked his phone and brought up the text conversation he'd had with his wife. Handing over the phone to his daughter he added, "You can scroll up to the beginning of the day."

As Esme started doing so, she blurred past some media files that she figured she'd get to. It started off innocent enough with regular good mornings and coordinating the visit to Aunt Danielle. In the meantime Gabriel continued, "You see, Esme, honey... Mom and I have what you would call an open marriage."

Esmeralda continued to scroll until she hit the picture of her mom's upskirt pussy. "An... open marriage?" she asked without being able to rip her eyes away and then seeing her father fully naked in the next picture.

"Yeah, it means that, well, that we can fool around so long as we tell each other what each of us is up to."

"Ooooookay?" said Esmeralda in the form of a question, both in response to her father and to the video of her father masturbating that he'd sent his wife.

"So you'll see in the texts that I told mom what was happening as soon as it happened."

Esme continued reading and watching, somewhat hung up on her mom calling her dad's dick a "yummy cock." It was at this point that Gabriel saw Anabel sneak out of the bathroom, fully dressed, and head to the door. He said nothing, turning his attention back to his daughter.

Finally, Esme reached the point where her mom asked to see Anabel. "Mom... wanted to see her?"

Gabriel went into the explanation, the one he'd given Anabel when that came up, as Esme nodded along. Esme, her worry and sadness and anger now completely gone asked, "She really said to show mom?"

Gabriel nodded as he told his daughter, "Yeah, keep reading."

As Esmeralda scrolled a little more, she saw the next video and hit play while also upping the volume completely. She sat there transfixed as she saw the pizza girl begin her strip tease to the camera. Her pussy regaining the dampness it has lost in the early evening debacle. Esme continued to stare, her mouth slightly agape at the video as the speakers came to life with Anabel's voice, "Are you recording?" Gabriel knew he had nodded then, smiling to himself as the memory of what had happened was quickly making his cock hard once more. Then Esme, looking into the pizza girl's eyes as though she was looking at her, heard her say, "I'm about to put your husband's big, fat cock in my slutty little mouth. Is that what you want to see, Mrs. R?"

Gabriel's cock jumped at the words the same way it had jumped when he first heard Anabel speak them. But to his surprise, and what seemed to make his dick even harder, was watching Esme react to the video as she nodded to the question as though it had been asked of her. It was at this point in the video that Anabel took half of his tool down her throat before making herself gag. Esme reached up to her chest instinctively, pulling the neckline slightly down, her nipple exposing itself as she began to roll the hard nub between her fingers.

Gabriel was really enjoying his daughter's reaction, so much so that he reached down to pull at his partially covered penis, but he wasn't sure he should be. She was, after all, his DAUGHTER. So he pulled his hand away and cleared his throat, snapping Esme out of her trance.

Realizing she was in front of her father, Esmeralda quickly apologized, "Sorry, daddy! It was... That was so fucking hot!"

Feeling himself blush, Gabriel responded, "Thank you, honey. But, I'm not sure you should be saying those kinds of things about your father's... your parents' sex life."

Feeling herself emboldened by what she saw along with her soaked pussy and hard nipples, Esme said, "Why not, Daddy? It's not like there's anything wrong with what you did. Especially since mom already knows." She had put a special emphasis on the word 'Daddy', as though her voice had turned it into a proper noun. Then looking down she noticed how her father's engorged tool had pushed the blanket a bit out of the way as his cock-flesh was mostly exposed. She licked her lips as memories of what she had wanted her evening activities to be, came rushing back and she added, "Besides, looks like your not-so-little friend there liked it, too."

Gabriel chuckled a bit embarrassed as he went to cover himself up again, but Esme grabbed his wrist before he could do so and instead pulled the blanket out of the way, exposing her father completely. The whole situation was fraught with peril at the implications it might bring, but it was also the hottest thing either one of them had ever experienced. Somehow the taboo-ness of it all making it that much more desirable.

Biting her lip, Esme couldn't rip her gaze away from the glorious cock that was in front of her, and without a thought said, "Daddy?" The word hung in the air, tense, when she finally continued, "I want to watch you jerk off."

She licked her lips as she raised her gaze to his, expectantly waiting for a reply. Without a word, knowing it was wrong but not caring, Gabriel took hold of his manhood and began to glide his hand lightly across the length of his shaft.

There was a sharp intake of breath coming from Esmeralda as she saw her father do what she had asked him to show her. She whispered to herself, but loudly enough for him to hear it, "You actually did it!"

Having it be his turn to ogle his daughter now, Gabriel scanned the voluptuous body of the 19-year-old, as he, too, was lost in the carnality of the moment. "My little girl asked nicely," he said, "and when my precious daughter asks for something nicely, I'm inclined to give it to her."

The words sent a shiver down Esme's spine as she knew that her father wasn't lying. She lifted herself slightly from the sofa to allow herself to pull her dress up, exposing her soaked through thong. Her hand had shot down between her legs as she rubbed over the barely-there fabric and she asked him, "Really, Daddy? Would you really give me anything if I asked nicely?"

"Of course, princess!" was his too eager response.

"Would... would you give me your cock if I asked you?" she asked and then added, remembering he had said he'd give her anything if she asked nicely, "Pretty please, Daddy?"

Feeling the butterflies in his stomach, Gabriel could feel his cock get even harder, if that was even a possibility, as his hand continued to glide lightly along his length, spreading the precum all over his flesh. "And what would you do with it if I gave it to you, baby?"

Licking her lips, Esme stood up from the sofa and kicked her heels off. She slipped her panties off, a wet

splat

filling the room as they hit the floor. And then she got on her knees once more on the couch as she gave a reply to her father's question, "I'd kiss it and lick it and suck it and drool over it and push it down my throat and love it and make it fuck me anywhere it wants." As she finished her answer, she pulled her dad's hand away from his dick and replaced it with her own as she continued the light stroking he had been doing.

"D-d-do you think mommy would mind if you did that?" he asked, his body tense and fully under her control.

"I don't know, Daddy. Do you think she would? Wanna stop to ask her or would you rather ask forgiveness later?" She punctuated her question by bending her head down and sticking her long, silky, wet tongue out and licking the underside of Gabe's cock-head to lap up the leaking pre-cum. A shudder ran up his spine as it took all he had to keep himself from cumming.

"Yummy!" was all Esme said, in reference to her mother's earlier text comment, before burying her face in her father's freshly trimmed groin and swallowing his cock.

Unbeknownst to them, Anabel had snuck back into the house. When she reached her car, she had begun to fumble around her pockets, cum still leaking out of her cunt as she searched for the key, but couldn't find it. It was then that she realized it must have fallen out when she kicked her shorts off, so she decided to head back inside to retrieve it.

She figured the father-daughter duo would be either arguing about what she had caught her father doing, hugging it out and crying about it, or completely forgetting/ignoring it by watching a movie or something like that. She figured she would sneak in quietly to look for the key and hoped she wouldn't disturb whatever it was that they were up to. What Anabel didn't expect was the sight that awaited her when she snuck back in.