It would be better if you read chapters one, two and three before reading this chapter; it will probably make more sense that way. For those of you who left comments, good or bad, on the previous chapters, I thank you. Any feedback is always helpful in understanding the needs of the readers.
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I woke up two hours later feeling refreshed and ready for this evenings activities. Amanda was still cuddled up against me, her hand still gripping my cock, and I lay there enjoying the feeling. So much had happened in such a short time, 24 hours ago I had been an average loving father, making sure no deadbeat boyfriends got to near my daughter. Now, I had fucked her in every orifice and was going to do the same to two of her friends.
I gently shook Amanda until she stirred.
"Mmm, leave me alone, I'm having a lovely dream that I'm holding my daddy's cock," she said as she squeezed my dick, "oh goodie, it's not a dream." She moved and slipped her mouth over where her hand had just been. I lay there watching her head bob up and down, enjoying the sensation.
"C'mon baby, we have to get ready for your friends, remember?" I said. Her head continued moving on my prick for a few seconds before she sat up.
"I wish they weren't, I want you all to my self, I don't think I'll ever have enough of you fucking all my holes, making me scream as I orgasm."
"Stop worrying, if my plan works out they will never bother us again," I told her.
"So what is this plan then Mr Clever clogs? C'mon, tell me all about it," she pleaded.
"When your friends leave I will tell you everything, but not a word until then," was my blunt answer. She kept pestering for me to tell her, and didn't shut up until I pushed her onto her back and sat astride her belly, my cock falling between her breasts. She reached up and pushed her breasts together, trapping my penis.
"So you want a tit-wank do you? Well not until you spill the beans." I managed to pull free, with great reluctance, and got off the bed.
"Later on I'm going to take you up on that offer, but not now honey, we've got things to do." I walked over and picked my robe off the hook behind the door, and told Amanda to go and get hers also, then headed downstairs.
When we were sat at the table in the dining room, eating sandwiches, I explained to Amanda that the robes were for when her friends arrived. I didn't think greeting them naked was a good idea, the cameras in mobile phones were too good these days, and I didn't want to give them any more evidence than they already had. I also told her to make sure that any recording devices were left downstairs, search their purses if she had to, and if they refused then they could go home.
We sat there talking quietly until we heard a knock at the front door. I stayed where I was and let Amanda go to answer it. I listened as she opened the door and ushered her friends in. I heard them talk for a while, sometimes arguing, then the sound of several things being put on the coffee table. As I heard shoes clattering across the floor towards the stairs, Amanda popped her head into the dining room.
"We're all going to my room to get ready, they want you to come up in exactly 15 minutes, no sooner, no later," she said with a sad look on her face, "they want to warm up before you start."
I nodded my acceptance and looked at my watch. The next quarter of an hour seemed to last an eternity. Eventually I got to my feet and started towards my baby's bedroom.
At any other time the thought of fucking three 21 year old good looking women would have been high up on my list of fantasies. But now I was worried about the thought of further blackmail, what my daughter was doing to me was acceptable, even pleasurable, but what would Helen and Susan want from me? I knocked on the bedroom door and heard a muffled voice tell me to come in.
