All Four Daddy
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Episode 3: ICING ON THE CAKE
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 3: ICING ON THE CAKE - Who gives this bride away? First her father, then her husband. This wedding was one for the books! Daddy didn't know what hit him. At least his other daughters' the bridesmaids were behaving. "GODDAMMIT!" Wrong answer! "I GIVE UP!" Let's get this party started!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Cheating Slut Wife Incest Mother Father Daughter Aunt Nephew Humiliation Rough Spanking Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Public Sex
Father of the bride Rick Turner nodded, recalling a promise to his youngest daughter Chloe. Catching her with a boy in a men’s room stall during a very compromising act led to disappointment, he thought he had raised her better than that. Still, he found himself aroused at the same time. Judgment was lost in the moment.
In a fit of dramatic license he grabbed her by the wrist and moved around her, nudging her forward by the base of her spine. He then lifted up her silky slit skirt and swept it aside to reveal her bare ass. The boy Tony Cooper witnessing the father’s actions dropped his jaw at Rick going so far. Rick then opened his palm and swatted Chloe’s tight left butt cheek really hard. She squealed and regretfully whimpered, “Owww!”
“Nowhere near done, Young Lady.” He violently pelted her cheeks four more times forcing a red spot to rise over her cheek. With each impact Chloe cringed but hid her smile so that he thought he was doing some serious damage. Finally, Rick turned his gaze on the cornered boy in the stall. “Has she had enough?”
The boy turned pale and reluctantly mumbled his own personal thoughts on the matter. “No?” He most certainly wanted to see more.
“Damn right, she hasn’t.” Rick excessively spanked her eight more times really hard, moving from left cheek to her right. Finally, she shared her intimate lust of being paddled with the boy. Impressed by her secret the boy kept quiet as Rick pulled her upright and dropped her skirt. Turning her to face him she switched her reaction from joy to regret as she looked up at her father with moist eyes.
“I’m sorry daddy.”
“Get your ass back out there. Go get your change of clothing. No more of these skanky dresses. Same for your sisters.”
“Yes, daddy. Where did Aunt Peggy park?”
“Peggy?” He rolled his eyes! “FUCK! Your bags are in her trunk.” He had completely forgotten, “She and your mom left to check on your grandparents. Fine! Wear the damned dress but keep it down or I’ll beat your ass again.” He pointed back at the boy as if a threat. “Not a word from you. No phone numbers exchanged. No contact. Am I clear, Junior?”
“Yes, Sir.” Feigning terror the boy sought escape and bolted out the door. As the door closed Chloe eased up to hug her dad sniveling apologetically.
“I really didn’t believe you’d spank me at my age.”
“Age is not the issue here.” Of course it was! “Please don’t grow up to be like your sisters.”
“Too late!” She exhaled with her chin on his belly looking up at him. “Daddy?”
“What?”
“Did I give you this?” He felt Chloe Marie lower her palm in between their bodies and shockingly groped his erection. Pressure over the massive swelling had him frozen in his tracks.
“What? No! It’s a piss hard on. Get your mind out of the gutter.”
“Please tell me the truth.” She eyed him, trembling with curiosity.
“Dammit, Chloe! Enough! Go before I lay ... into you again.” He encouraged her away with a look of dread in his gaze then nudged her out the door. After making certain no eyes saw her leave Rick followed her out. Together they walked toward the bride and groom as the cake cutting was in progress. Rick found his eyes watching Chloe walk on ahead of him. Just like he had with Olivia earlier he discovered that her body was just too perfect in every way. The hard on he had accrued was going to be evident for a good long while. Chloe’s ass was impossible not to stare at. Welcome to the voyeurs club Big Daddy! Every horny guy in the reception hall was checking the little cutie out. All of the Turner girls’ for that matter.
As cake was sliced the lovebirds shared two slices with one another. After each took a bite, Skye mashed her piece into Brody’s face and busted up. As he licked his lips he looked at his family and friends before daring to mash his own piece into her bulging cleavage. Dropping her jaw Skye burst into a hysterical laughter. She lovingly moved closer to lick icing off her husbands chin. He shocked her by lowering his face into her massive boobs and licked cake from both breasts. Going so far as to pinch the upper hem of her gowns bustline and peel it down slightly to devour an escaping crumb. Her hand went to his scalp and held him there for a wedding picture. The audience didn’t appear to be appalled by his perverted act. If anything the majority prodded them on.
The photographer Alison Queen found herself using one hand to take photos, the other in teasing her own busty reveals. Her dress was lowcut over the ladies and they were begging for attention. More than a few of Brody’s friends were checking the ginger out. She knew it and made the decision to tantalize them as much as possible. In an odd moment Alison turned her camera lens on her chest and snapped a pic before winking at her voyeurs.
“Unbelievable!” Rick sighed seeing Alison. Making the choice to deviate from Chloe, Rick stepped behind Alison and cleared his throat. Without looking behind her she spoke with a very bubbly tone.
“Yes, I will make you a copy and sign my chest.”
“Am I paying you for selfies?”
“Oh! I thought you were someone else.” She leered over her shoulder at Rick and shared her surprise. “Are you paying me? I thought Mister Remington was. I don’t object to the both of you paying me.”
“No offense, but you’re acting more like a stripper than a photographer.”
“Well, I was the dancer at Mister Remington’s bachelor party. If you had been there you might have seen all of me.” Whoa! That did not help Rick’s erection dim for even a second. The redhead was a goddess as it was without envisioning her nude.
“I wasn’t invited! Sad, I suppose. So, Trevor hired you to dance for Brody.”
“For he and all of his very well-endowed college and military friends. I let them take pictures of me. Home movies as well. Would you like one?”
“Uh!” He did! “Better not!” Dammit! “How crazy did that party get? My wife took the girls to a steakhouse for their bachelorette soiree.”
“Are you certain?” Alison winked!
“I saw photos.”
“Only the ones your wife shared with you.”
“My wife did not hire any male stripper.” Growling under his breath he certainly hoped not. Another glance at Chloe he felt compelled to ask about it. In a minute that is. “Okay! Let’s see a pic of the party. Video too!”
“Mine or Skye’s?”
“You have pics of her party too?”
“Maybe! I was invited. I went from one party to the other. I took the pictures there too.”
“Make it fast.”
“That’s something I rarely hear.” She giggled! Letting her camera hang from her neck strap she rummaged for her cellphone from her purse at her hip. Taking it out Ms. Queen showed Rick a pic of her at Brody’s party held out at his dad’s lake house. A hot tub pic showed six men in the tub, Brody one of them. Alison was obviously naked and had her arms around Brody’s neckline, her 40Gs in his face. Further pics in order Brody was busted sucking her nipples while she rode his cock beneath the bubbles. “Not one of them told me to hurry it up.”
“Jesus! I just knew it. Brody can’t be faithful for five minutes.”
“Well, out of respect, you must not know your daughter ... daughters very well.” Hearing this he stared at her then took her phone. Swiping pics one after another found Alison fucking guys in a sunken living room. DP action had him silently whistling.
“Are you a hooker?”
“Hardly! I simply sell my profession as a photographer, but compliments tend to sway me. I’m afraid I’m quite the nympho. A shame you weren’t there.” She sized Rick up! “I would have loved being with you.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” He smirked without further distaste. “Show me Skye’s party.”
“Are you certain you can handle it?”
“Shut the fuck up and show me the goods.”
“Mm! I love a bossy lover. As you wish!” She tugged her cleavage down and exposed a breast.
“Put that away. That is not what I meant.” Looking around for eyes he found Brody’s dad Trevor raising his champagne glass at him. “Cocky bastard!”
“A very nice cocky bastard.” She ignored Rick and shared both breasts as she razzed him with her tongue. She knew very well that Rick was tempted to grab them. “I paid off my car with what I made at that bachelor party. And for the record I paid for my breast implants through two other bachelor parties just last Spring.”
“Lucky you!”
“Lucky them!”
“I said cover those up before anyone sees you.”
“You know you like them.”
“Never said I didn’t. Show me those pics of Skye’s party.”
Sighing she covered both of her nipples and switched to another folder in her email. Once ready she shared pictures of a bodybuilder with a monster cock at one of Brody’s female friends home. He observed Skye sucking the dancer’s dick, then Olivia and Lacey joining her from the side to lick the veiny sides to that eleven-inch behemoth.
“Unreal!”
“Samson is amazing in bed.”
“I’ll take your word on it. Where was my wife during this?”
“She stepped out.” Whew! A video played of the girls teaming up on Samson, Rick found a fourth set of arms slipping around the man’s six-pack abs and teasing his pubes with her nails. A third pair of hands was holding onto Samson’s left quad as if to steady herself. No face, only an arm. Zooming in on the man’s blowjob he realized that the person holding his upper thigh was squeezing his balls. That had better not have been Chloe!
Studying the hands on his abdomen he saw a wedding ring. Whew, again! Until it dawned on him where he had seen the rings. In thought only he questioned his sanity. “The hands look like Marci’s but that sure looked like Peggy’s ring.” He was feeling ill. The video ended and Alison lowered her cell.
“Wait! Where was my youngest Chloe?”
“Your wife made her step out as well.” Of the picture! Lie! Rick could see it in her reaction. He had no choice but to let it go. “I should get back to the happily married couple.”
“Right! Insane, but right!” As she turned, she brushed her gorgeous ass up against his inseam.
“Let me know if you want to take pictures of me.”
“Yep!”
Skye spotted her dad shaking his head but smiling as he looked down at his lap to see Alison’s cheeks smothered into him. The bride winking toward Rick did not help his erection. Chloe eating a piece of cake beside Skye stuck her tongue out at Rick with white icing on it. From a distance it looked way too much like a load of semen. Damned Kids!
Chloe chuckled at her dad’s reaction to being busted then told Skye her thoughts. “You guys should have had a bride and groom cake topper in that pose.”
“I know, right! Go keep the old man out of trouble.”
“Him in trouble? What about me? He paddled my ass in the men’s room.”
“Poor baby!”
“Is it bad of me to like being spanked?”
“Nope!” Big sister laughed and patted Chloe on the bottom. “Brody spanks me every morning before he fucks my brains out. I’m so in love!” Brody grinned at her giddiness. He too patted Chloe on the bottom only his hand lingered there and played with her butt crease, tracing it from top to bottom and back. Chloe looked over at him and flared her eyes. Flicking his tongue at her she panicked. Skye had seen her hubby do the deed and playfully sneered at him just before kissing her man. Murder! He got away with murder!
“I’m going! I’m going!”
Rejoining Rick, Chloe fed him the last bite of her cake then ditched the plate on a table. From there she followed her father as he searched further for Olivia and Lacey. Finding the twins at the still hanging out at the bar cloaked in boys and a few older gents, Rick patted Chloe on the arm. “Go get me a piece of cake.”
“You couldn’t have asked me that before I left?”
Chloe listened this time.
Ugh!
Circling around toward the blind side of the bar Rick hid behind a large plant and listened just as he had in the restroom. Observing the girl’s reaction to their swarming fans he pictured that blowjob video Alison had shown him. “I can’t believe my kids are that wild. I mean I knew they had their moments but to witness that was ... FUCK ME!” He was suffering hard. His penis was so hard that he had to readjust it for comfort. “Scarred for life!”
Lacey had given up her dad’s borrowed coat, lying it on the bar. Her dress dangled between her legs leaving both sides of her hips and entire legs out in the open to be seen. Men were rubbing her thighs on two sides of her and shamelessly sneaking peeks up under the fabric. Like her twin sister Olivia she was sipping champagne and enjoying the nomadic caresses. So were her multiple paramours.
Olivia was in a similar pose with only one leg exposed. Her cleavage however was pulled down slightly. A guy standing behind her was massaging her neck and shoulders. His fingers more on her clavicle than her back. Another older guy had removed Olivia’s heels and was rubbing her feet. Eyes closed to the world Rick could tell that Olivia was gently moaning.