Cock of the Silver Fox
On Saturday morning me and Jenna went to Daddy's room to wake up Trang. She looked so sweet cuddled in with Daddy. Slut? Yes, but an adorable one.
"Come on T, let's get up and get ready. We are going to Sandy's for a business meeting."
"Mmm Hmm, just five more minutes."
"C'mon babe, we need you! And we need to get going!"
"Ok, but I'm a little busy at the moment ..."
We pulled back the sheets to see her legs slightly apart and Daddy's cock head between her lips. Is he even awake or is he sleep-fucking?
"Daddy! We need you to get up, not get it up. We need a ride. Up and at 'em, champ." I teased Daddy by saying 'up and at em' like he used to say to me when I was a kid.
Daddy stirred and put his hand on Trang's titty. She held his hand, and when she tried to push it off, it dropped to her hip and Daddy reached down to her pussy. Reached down and spread her lips a little. Daddy was awake!
"Daddy! No fucking Trang. You fucked enough last night. The sound of bedsprings kept us up til the wee hours."
"Jilly-bean, don't be mean, just cause Daddy gave Trang all his cream."
"Ok, Daddy, wow what a great poem. You're like ... one of those guys from English class ... ok, I can't think of any poets right now!"
"Samuel Taylor Coleridge?"
"Shelley?"
"Burns?"
"Ok, fuck all of you, you fucking assholes!" I stormed out of the room as they all laughed at me. Ok, so I'm not good in school, but who is running this business? Yeah, Jill, that's who!
I got dressed and when I got back to Daddy's room he was balls deep in Trang. Jenna was looking kind of sheepish, so I assume she was somehow involved.
"Ok, bye everyone! Enjoy whatever the fuck while I go sort out our lives!"
Ok, shit. I can't drive yet. Ok, I'll Uber. Fucking people in this house suck.
When I got to Sandy's I had calmed down. I was quite taken with her snazzy outfit. Short skirt, heels, stockings, loose fitting blouse. Perfect hair and makeup, and she smelled nice too. I was more taken with her gentleman caller. He looked to be around 60, but like a rugged, fit and handsome 60. When he said his name was Randy, I snort-laughed and he looked annoyed. But like "Randy" means horny, right?
"I thought you said she was cool and nice," said Randy.
"She is, she's just nervous and silly," Sandy assured him.
"Ok, well let's get to it then," Randy said curtly.
"Ok. Here's the deal. Jill, Randy is a retired investor. He's quite comfortable. He likes certain exotic things, and doesn't feel like his needs are met by conventional pornography. Randy will pay top dollar to see his loosely scripted acts that include his preferred types of scenes, performed by hotties. Like you."
"Top dollar? You had my interest, but now you have my attention. Talk to me about rates," I said flatly.
"They vary depending on length of the video, the number of people, complexity of the situation and so on, but we are talking thousands per shoot and, if you become a favourite, tens or hundreds of thousands in fees." Sandy smiled as she watched my expression.
"I can make that work," I said flatly. I am learning the art of negotiation on the fly.
"Cheeky. I like." Randy was maybe more fun than he first let on.
"I watched the video of your escapes with Sandy. Very hot. Sandy blew me while I watched it, and I'm sure I bruised her throat, I was so hard." Randy is sounding even more fun now.
"Randy, do you want to be part of the videos? Because we are down.to.fuck. We can do whatever you want, and with a safeword, a few things that you might not want." I was cocky, I was bratty. Fuck it.
Randy burst out laughing, "Fuck, I love you. Sandy, you were right, this one is hi-larious. Look, I want to lock you in for a film to see how it goes. How about I give you $1,000 and money for your counterparts. $1,000 each? Just to show I'm serious."
"I think I can make that work," I smirked. "Send me your script idea and we'll start making plans".
I was excited in the Uber ride home. Real money in my pocket, for all of us! This is going to help a lot! Plus the deal looks very promising.
I was surfing my phone when Randy's email popped up. I guess the fantasy script was written before, and now we were going to bring it to life. I texted Sandy to see if she'd help. She replied by text: "Help? I'm in the film 2! R U kidding? I cunt wait!"
When I got home, Trang, Jenna and Dad looked sheepish. They knew they fucked up. I gave the girls their money and they were astonished.
"There's more where that came from. Next time I tell you to do something, like get ready to go, you jump, get it?" Ok, not sure why I talk like a mobster now. Anyway, I digress.
"We are going to make a private fetish film. We're dressed in masks and shit. Yes, you heard me. Us three girls, Sandy and Ty will fuck in various combinations and permutations."
The girls looked stunned. Fuck it, whatever pays the bills. I texted Ty to call me to discuss.
Then I called Sandy.
"Love the script!" I told her. "So we are going to need resources. We need costumes, we need space, we need to rehearse!"
Sandy told me, "Look, Randy has buckets of cash and elaborate needs and desires. If we need resources, it wll be there. Film crew? No problem. Need a space and need to have it lined with plastic to keep it clean? Done. We are the talent, dear, not the producers and directors. We fuck, ok?"
"Okaaayyy. Sounds good, and easy. Where do we go, and when? What's the deal exactly?"
"I'll text you the address, but it's going to be tomorrow at 11 am. We'll have a crew of four. Camera, lighting, artistic director and someone to manage props. I will probably help the director too. They'll show up early. The space will be a condo that we've rented from one of those online services. Owners are away so are doing daily rental."
"Ok, see you then. With the whole team."
I spoke to the girls, imparting upon them that they had to be ready on time, because we're pros and we're earning some real money now. Daddy would drive us. We'd pick up Ty on the way. It would be a tight squeeze in the car, but we're used to tightly squeezing each other!
The rest of Saturday was uneventful. I insisted that we 'save up' our horniness for the Sunday film shoot. So we just did basic fun stuff. Some movies while it was raining, then we went to the park, got ice cream and that kind of thing.
Sunday morning I was a drill sergeant! Everyone had to be up and on deck early. Showered, dressed, presentable and professional. The venue was 30 minutes away, so I insisted we leave early to ensure a buffer. Out the door at 10 am and picked up Ty on the way.
We got there early and the team was still setting up. I was quite pleased to introduce Daddy to Sandy and a little bit surprised by the tension between them. It was like ... like they knew each other. Oh fuck, did Daddy have sex with Sandy in the past? That would make sense. He likes to fuck, and gender isn't an issue. He didn't say anything when he drove us to her condo, so maybe they met somewhere else? Weird.
We changed into the outfits required for the script. Randy has some weird tastes. Like, we all dressed in various cosplay outfits, but like, for oldtimers. As in, old comic book characters -- the Flash (Ty), Catwoman (me), Wonder Woman (Jenna), and a female Joker (Trang). Costumes fit well. Randy really has this shit figured out. And yet, he's a weird dude, cause who the fuck wants to see group sex amongst a bunch of superheroes?
Sandy came out of the bathroom in long boots with long gloves and a tiny tight dress. No one really knew what she was supposed to be.
"I am Lord Fanny of the DC comic 'The Invisibles'," she proclaimed, "and I am a trans comicbook hero! And I hereby deem this gent with the big dick Cockman!"
Daddy burst out laughing. "No fucking way am I doing any of this shit!" But Sandy is persuasive, especially when motivated.
"It's ok, Cockman, the wardrobe is simple. A mask to hide your identity and you are otherwise naked. You've literally sucked and fucked all of us, so it's not like you need to be modest. Wanna make a buck and a fuck at the same time?"
As Sandy made her pitch, she began undoing Daddy's belt. He didn't put up a fight, and soon enough his pants were off and Sandy was unbuttoning his shirt. This is going to be epic. Three super hero girls, two dudes and a trans woman with a nice hard cock.
We were dressed (weirdly) and ready to go. The script wasn't much good, but Siskel and Ebert aren't here so fuck it.
"Cockman! My old nemesis!" I cried, "Team! Assemble! We must protect our lair!"
Jesus what the hell kind of dialog is this? We tried for a bit, but it was lame. Sandy had an idea and she called Randy.
"Randy, listen, I've got some issues with the script and acting, but hear me out. These teens are D.T.F., my friend, and one of them has her Dad here. I can get them to fuck on film, I know I can. I can deliver to you a hot man with a great big cock literally fucking his own daughter. Not step -- actual daughter. And the younger dude and the Asian girl are totally hot for each other. I like fucking the big titty chick, so look, how about just an incest orgy? Swear to god it will be the hottest thing ever."
"Ok all," said Sandy, "listen up, change of plans. I spoke with Randy and we're going in a different direction. Scene starts with Jill and her Dad, then we add Trang and Ty, then Jenna comes on the scene, and I fuck Jenna. But there's lots of cross over. Limited dialog, and the guidance is just that we each feel free to suck and fuck each other. Ok, cool? Just like real life. Ignore the cameras."
We improvised. I stood at the sink, wearing leggings so tight they showed some camel toe. Short white cutoff top that showed my flat tummy. Hair in a bun. Daddy came up behind me.
"Hey sweetie, Daddy is so glad you're home from school. Daddy missed you so much."
He reached up under my top to massage a titty. I moaned and pushed my ass against his crotch.
"Mmm, Daddy, you're so sweet. I love you Daddy."
I reached backwards and touched my naked Daddy.
"Daddy, you're naked!" I feigned surprise.
"Yes, sweet pea, Daddy is going to introduce you to some new things that Daddies and daughters do sometimes."
"Daddy, you told me that kissing titties makes them grow. That's why we do that, but they're still small. I'm not sure that new 'Daddy Daughter' things are going to work anymore."
"Baby girl, you need to trust Daddy. Who loves you more than anyone in the world?"
