Sunshine's Point of View
Miles, Sunshine, Avery, Gabbie and McKenna, Miss Audrey
My friends and I were on spring break. Instead of going to the beach for a typical drunk fest followed up by a potential date rape, we decided to hang out at my house. My Daddy lives pretty close to campus, so it was an inexpensive stay-cation. After packing and finalizing certain details, we arrived around 2:00 PM, a couple hours after our last class. We needed to blow off steam so we decided on a pool party with a couple of drinks, some music, sunshine and other nefarious activities. Plus, my friends had some special plans for my dad. We were all in on putting their plan in motion but that's coming a little later.
My dad was washing his car when we drove up with the music blaring. He just shook his head and smiled.
"Hey Mr. B!!!" My three closest friends hollered sing-song in unison rolling out of my car.
I caught my dad's look and rolled my eyes. "Hi Daddy!" I exclaimed. All the gals kissed his cheek on the way in. "I hope we're not ruining any plans."
"Of course not Sunny" he said with a hug. "You and your friends are always welcome. It will be nice to have company. Plus, it gives me an excuse to take some vacation time. I've got a ton banked." He smiled easily and hollered back to my friends, "and please ladies, call me Miles."
"Never gonna happen Mr. B." Gabbie teased looking over her shoulder. She had a sly grin on her face. Daddy noticed and wrinkled his nose a bit, in concern, but in the end blew it off.
Daddy lived alone. He has been alone since mom died in a car crash eight years ago. I was 13 and it was very hard for both of us. I lashed out as he tried to reel me in. He gave me love and support. He never judged me, he just loved me and gave me the space I needed.
Seeing the house I flashed back to an experience from a long time ago. It was a night, five years after mom's death, I had just turned 18 and we had a my party a few days prior. I woke up instinctively and wasn't sure why. I crept out of my room to see what was going on. From the balcony, I could see Daddy with his back to me. All he was wearing was some tight boxer briefs and he poured himself a couple ounces of single malt Scotch. He had a set of headphones on and a candle lit. Turning he grabbed a picture of mom and moved aimlessly around the living room. He moved his lips to lyrics I couldn't hear, obviously. That's when I noticed his eyes were red and tears were streaming down his cheeks. He must've wept quite a bit as his broad chest was stained and shiny with tears.
I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I mourned for his misery, but it felt funny. I wanted to hug him and kiss him; feel his strong hug hold me close; hard; press his body to mine; feel his warm skin and gentle touch. Feel him kiss me deeply and passionately. I pressed those feelings down. They felt wrong.
He looked at his watch and downed his drink in one gulp and blew out the candle. He put mom's picture back. He walked over and turned the stereo off and returned the headphones to their charging cradle. He wiped his tears and waited.
Then I heard a different noise. It was a low knock on the door. Daddy strolled over and opened it. He smiled but it wasn't one of his normal 'ray of sunshine' smiles. It was melancholy tinged with regret. "Hello Audrey." I heard him say; charming nonetheless.
"Hello Miles." She purred as she pulled her arms around his muscled back and said, "Are you ready to play with me?'' She kissed him and gently bit his lower lip. She was in her late 20s or early 30s. She was a lusty vision with pale white skin and jet black hair that was pixie short. She was short but shapely wearing a black vinyl trench coat belted at the waist. I could see her generous white cleavage through the V of the coat. Her legs were short but fit; glorious meaty calves leading to strong thighs. Her heels were the seductive black spike with the red souls. From what I could tell at 18, she was ready to fuck in a rather cliché way.
Then it happened and I could hardly contain my shock. She turned away from him in a slow seductive manner and started undoing the belt of her coat. She dropped it to the floor and was wearing almost nothing. Her heels led to black sheer thigh highs with the seam up the back, black garter belts with little red bows at the clasp. The garters were attached to a black and red lace Merry Widow corset. Even from the back, I could tell that the corset could barely contain her tits. She went into a slow spin and to top it off she was wearing what must've been the world's smallest g-string. It was black and red lace and the front triangle barely covered 1/2 her generous distended pussy lips. Jesus she was so worked up I could see the fluid from her sex running down the inside of her legs.
In mock surprise she gasped and quickly turned around. "Oh Daddy," she cooed, "I didn't mean to make a mess." She turned her ass to Daddy noticeably widened her stance and slowly bent over to pick up her coat. With one hand she grabbed her coat, with the other she spread her generous and round ass cheek. I saw a glint of light shining from something where her asshole should've been. Then I realized it was a butt plug. 'Holy shit! Daddy has a real slut on his hands." I thought to myself. I could hear skin slap as she shook her ass cheeks and Daddy had a visible bulge in his underwear. She bent over halfway and arched her back, "Someone naughty shoved this awful thing into my little butthole," she mocked a pout with her luscious red lips, "Can you help me pull it out of my tight little ass Daddy?" She moaned thickly with fake distress.
Daddy's room and a guest room were on the first floor where mine was on the second along with Daddy's office and three other bedrooms. She walked towards the master suite, "No." I heard Daddy say firmly, "The guest bedroom please." I could see Audrey dropped her head in disappointment but she relented and changed course. Daddy grabbed his cock through his underwear and followed Miss Audrey into the guest bedroom.
They were out of sight and I snuck down to the stereo I powered on the CD player and grabbed the last disc he played. I grabbed the case, replaced the disc and looked at it. I recognized the cover but had never listened to it. I was curious to see what could pull those emotions from my Daddy. Then I heard them. Sultry wet sex sounds emanating from the guest bedroom. Not knowing where to put it or why I wanted to hide it, I slipped the CD into the back of my white cotton panties and slinked over to the guest bedroom.
The door opened a generous crack and I peered into the dimly lit room. From my view I could see Daddy's feet and legs. She was on all fours between his legs. I could see her cunt pointed towards me. Her G-string was on the floor with her shoes but the butt plug remained. Her head was bobbing up and down with long slow consistent motion listening to her gag when it hit the back of her throat. I could see her natural tits gently grazing his balls. Then a scent hit me; her scent, I could smell her wet twat from here. She was getting aroused even more by sucking him. I saw a long glistening line of drool slide out of her bald sopping wet pussy lips.
She pulled her mouth from his cock with a sudden pop and she said "Can I ride your beautiful cock Daddy. " He must've given her permission because she quickly stood tall over him despite her size. Remaining on her feet, she slowly bent over, grabbed his cock and lowered herself onto his manhood squat riding him. She bounced on him with a sloping wet slapping sound. I could see his face right before she impaled herself on him; his desire, but a little sadness too. He was so focused on her riding abilities that he didn't notice me staring intently at him. I could feel my panties wet and my young budding nipples hard through my thin nightgown. I felt ashamed. I was no better than the tawdry slut fucking my Daddy. But I couldn't look away. I had seen porn before but I had never had sex let alone watched the act itself. It was intoxicating.
She was moaning loud now, quickening her pace. She arched her back and threw her head back so violently I thought her neck would snap. She tightened her thighs and shook uncontrollably. She collapsed forward on Daddy's chest. "Oh thank you, thank you thank you Daddy." she slowly started to pull herself off of him. I moved myself so I could only see with one eye to minimize my chance of being caught. I didn't want to miss a thing but I didn't want to embarrass my Daddy.
Her swollen labia was drenched in her own juices and more dripped out onto his throbbing cock as he popped out of her cunt. She stuck her tongue out like a sick little kitten and cleaned him before getting on all four arching her back and presenting her full wet swollen pussy. "Fuck me like a dog," she urged in a smoky voice. "Fill me with your cum Daddy."
