Monica Gift
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Episode 29: DIAL TONE
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 29: DIAL TONE - Monica Gift was always a nympho. Her namesake a gift to all men. Drop dead gorgeous but playing both sides of the spectrum, she could be the quiet nerd or the slut all men craved. Her Jekyll and Hyde persona was what made her so desirable. Growing up far too fast the beautiful high school student meant to create an empire based on lust. Give guys what they wanted, putty in her hands. Barely legal, she had their attention long before. In more ways than one. "Who wants some? That many! Yesssss!"
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Incest Father Daughter Uncle Humiliation Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Hispanic Male Hispanic Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism
Saturday morning was looking up as Monica awoke to the sounds of birds chirping outside her bedroom window. She rested well for once after an exhausting week at school. Her antics had gained a massive following. She had played matchmaker to some lucky ladies. Had multiple orgasms of her own in school and even seduced her teacher. More teachers to come! Her one day a week pizza delivery job was a resounding success, not only making a fortune for her employers, but in providing services in ways that had her screaming nonstop.
Just last night, going it alone without backup she had sex in of all places a mattress store. The only thing that could have made it better is if she had gotten to go as far as she wanted to. Her friend Dave had other ideas. She didn’t hold it against him. Future connections were made in her mission to be the exhibitionist supreme she desired to be. Well, more than a simple exhibitionist, she wanted sex as much as she could attract. Easy enough!
As she laid there at 8:34 AM she heard her cell phone ping next to her on the bedside stand. Plugged in to obtain a full charge she carefully handled it. Blurred vision at first she read the text.
“Are you awake?”
Her eyes were wide just that fast. The person on the other end was quite unexpected. “It’s from Brock next door.” She wrote back saying, “See for yourself, Daddy Perv.” She crawled from bed nude and stood in front of her window to let her neighbor see her. She shook her boobs to be mean.
“You’re looking perky this morning, Gorgeous.”
Giggling she typed, “I need a shower.”
“My shower is hot. Come on over. Ryan’s gone.”
She knew Ryan had to go help set up Vagiano’s pizza parlor for weekend prep. Still, she frowned! “I can’t. Parents are home.”
“I saw your Charlotte leave twenty minutes ago. Only Aaron’s at home.”
This piqued her curiosity. It had been nearly two weeks since her shopping trip with her father and his becoming aware of just how wild she was. Usually, he was up and out of the house hitting the gym by now. Fidgeting she sent a text back.
“Raincheck, Daddy?”
“Sure. Oh, by the way. I have the news you’ve been waiting for.”
Her pulse quickened! Dancing in step she was giving Brock quite the show. “Good news?”
After a long wait he returned with a much-needed reply. “Tonight, if you want. I just need a commitment on your part and time to let the bar owner know.”
Even though her ass was still tender from the guys at the mattress store she was eager to reach this particular goal. She opened up her screen and stuck her upper body out of the window. She waved up at Brock who was looking down at her, jerking off. He loved her zest for life. She loved to tease him.
Quietly, Monica called Brock rather than text and began whispering. “I’m too excited to type. So, your friend Holly gave me the go?”
“Sure did. On conditions.”
“What conditions?” She whispered looking over her shoulder for shadows beneath her bedroom door, just in case her dad was nearby.
“Nothing good. He said he’s put the word out about a young hottie wanting to strip for the bar. Sounds like a packed club if you can handle it.”
Leaning out further but reversing her body so that her back lay on the sill she bit her knuckle. “I can handle it. I can handle anything.”
“Once you enter Holly locks the door. You don’t leave until dawn.”
“Okay.”
“Everybody gets to touch you. Turn anyone down he boots you out.”
“You know I love being touched. They better do more than that.”
“You know it will lead to sex. He’s allowing them to get a little rough, but he forbids violence.”
“How rough?”
“You really need to ask that?”
“Guess not! I’ll deal with sex if it gets wild. I’ll mostly just dance and flirt and let them paw me up until they get brave.”
“Monica! You know damned well a bunch of drunk horny men will take full advantage of a sexy young girl like you.”
Her heart skipped a beat as she told herself, “God, I hope so.”
“Still there?” He worried! “I see you rubbing your clit.”
“I can’t help it. Just watching you stroke your cock has me crazy. I’m not worried about the guys at the bar as long as you’re there.”
“That’s just it. I have to wait outside. I’m just your ride.”
“Seriously?” She was glad to hear of that condition. She was stressed that Brock might interfere. Perfect!
“Yeah. On your own, Kid. It’s not too late to back out.”
“Nope. Just tell Holly to enforce condoms. I really need to make guys do that more often. I love natural but it is risky.”
“Holly’s an old Hell’s Angel biker. He won’t obey by your wishes. It’s one hell of a Russian Roulette you’re going to be playing, Monica. You sure?”
A grim reality set in. “I’m on birth control at least.”
“That doesn’t prevent STD’s.”
“Quit trying to scare me. I’m prepared mentally. What time do you want me to meet you out back?”
“I’ll text you when I’m ready. Probably around midnight.”
“Hopefully my parents leave town. I’ll go out and grill my dad and see what their plans are.”
“Okay. Talk at you later.”
“Wait! Cum for me first.” She flipped her tongue up at him then revolved her body again to simply lean out watching him. A few minutes later a guttural snarl led him to fire his load all over the glass of his bedroom window. “Why didn’t you open your window like I did. Now you need to wash the pane.”
“Or you could run over and lick it clean.”
“Tempted! Windex it for now.”
“Hold up! I have one more in me.” Brock did indeed open his window and screen as she did. She watched him jerk off looking down at her. Through his opened bedroom window, he shot cum down into his yard. She clapped at his performance.
“Show off! I need to go. Wash those windows Big Daddy. Bye for now!”
Before he could offer a farewell, she hung up then blew him a kiss. Closing her window, she raced to her bathroom and grabbed a ten-minute shower. She needed to clean herself up. She reeked of sex from last night. Perfume concealed only so much.
Draped in an all-too short towel tied around her tiny body she opened her bedroom door and stepped out. Shuffling to the kitchen she discovered her father Aaron reading the morning paper wearing only his sweat pants. She rested her cellphone on the table beside him without a thought.
“Wow! You’re home still. Waiting on me to run around naked in front of you again?” Moving behind him she hugged his neckline and kissed him on the cheek.
“It seems like the kitchen is the place to go for that. You smell good.”
“Thanks! Want me to lose my towel?”
“Better not!” Too much temptation of late, his dick was already growing.
“Your loss! Where’s mom?” Aaron lowered his paper and leered over his shoulder at his daughter, kissing her cheek this time.
“She had to drive over to Princeton. There’s an Antique Auction tonight. She offered to help the owners set up tables and chairs.”
“Sounds fun! NOT! What about you? No golf with clients? No mountain climbing in the Swiss Alps?”
She opened the refrigerator to grab a bottle of juice. While bending over her towel declined to hide her bare ass. She knew her father was staring as he had before. He was never cross with her about it so why be modest. It simply wasn’t in her nature, especially now that Aaron knew what she was really like.
He hadn’t said a whole lot since their sexual encounter a while back. She didn’t really push it. There was a tiny part of her that felt guilty of betraying her mother. Still, Monica was ... Monica!
“Have you eaten breakfast?” She closed the refrigerator door and turned to face him. Thinking with a vivid expression he closed his paper neatly and sat it in the chair next to him. He then rotated in his seat to grab her by the waist and luring her closer.
“I was just about to do that. Changed my mind!”
Caught off balance she squealed as he untied her towel and peeled it off of her. Brusquely he hoisted her up onto the table in front of him and palmed her breast bone pushing her upper body backwards. Lying on her back he pried her legs wide and eyed her beautiful snatch.
“I was thinking more of eggs and bacon.” She giggled as he rubbed the insides of her thighs.
“I was just recalling how tasty you were a while back.”
“I’m all yours, Daddy. I told you that before.”
“I know you did.” He kissed her left foot which he held up before him. Sucking her toes made her giggle and try to get away.
“That tickles so much.”
“I remember making you laugh as a baby by doing that.” He chuckled then growled over a vision of those days. “Dammit! That sounded all pedophile, didn’t it?”
“It did, but I know what you meant.”
“Okay. Memory lane is closed. I’m going in.”
He rubbed his chin then collided his tongue with her clit. The lapping motions made her toes curl tightly as she whimpered to his delight.
“Oh, my God, Daddy. That feels so good.”
He slowed up to murmur what he already suspected as fact. “Miss me?” She reached for him while trying to sit up, but he had her pinned.
“Very much.”
“Who’s been spanking that bottom?” He noticed the rosy tint to her ass cheeks.
“Who hasn’t?” She giggled rubbing her right foot along his bicep. Aaron Gift reared back suddenly, puzzled by her reply.
“Still swear never to get mad at me?” She rubbed her clitoris to keep his interest.
Shaking his head he grunted a doubtful admission. “I don’t want to know, do I?”
“I will tell you anything and everything as long as you don’t punish me. Well, if you do punish me make me be really nasty.”
He considered her offer but knew he had already made his bed of roses by sampling his kid. How could he be cross with her?
“Fill me in while I eat.”
Swatting her hand from her pussy he drew her closer on the tabletop and devoured her cunt with vigor. His tongue dipped deep inside of her vulva, making her squirm then tense up. Whimpering and moaning as one she went into details.
“I had a vibrating egg inside me during History class. I had an orgasm in front of everyone.”
He mumbled with his mouth full. “Sounds interesting.”
“I got detention for it. Our secret from this point onward?” She quivered! Nodding he flicked her clit like a lizard and added fingers, probing and twisting within her.
“I fucked a teacher in detention. It was so HOT!” She rubbed herself above his forehead as he ate her. “I even persuaded a female teacher to seduce another teacher.” Aaron surprisingly didn’t pull away. This made her continue. A finger teased her anal cavity making her squirm and lube up before his eyes.
“I went out of town and sunbathed nude at Rockfort Park. Talked to lots of guys there. Fucked a few on my blanket for the whole world to witness. I even drove a groundskeeper’s mower along a busy street while naked.” Each time she added more to her story Aaron ate her that much harder. She was quickly feeling his unrestrained attentions.
“Fuck! Oh, Daddy. Do you hate me?” Guilt struck her for telling him her hijinks. “I’ve done so much more.”
“No.” He rammed his fingers in and out of her until he heard a sloshing sound to accompany just how wet she was getting.
“I’m becoming a slut. No, I’ve always been a slut.”
“Somehow I knew that.”
“I can’t stop driving men crazy. I love to make them want me. Even girls in school like me.”
“Maybe you should have a slumber party sometime.” She tensed up over his suggestion and squeezed her tits firmly.
“All boys or all girls?” He shook his head nuzzling her thin tiny triangle of pubic hair.
“Girls of course. Invite your blonde friend Lisa from the mall.”
Monica lifted her head to stare him down. “You want to fuck, Lisa?”
“She was pretty sweet. Married though, right?”
“So are you.”
“Don’t remind me. You can’t get mad at me if I’m not allowed to give you hell.”
“No way could I be mad at you. Give my pussy hell, Daddy.”
Aaron winced down at her then smirked! “Want to see what your ole man’s got?”
“I dare you.”
Aaron stood up placing her right knee under his armpit then vengefully finger fucked her like a madman. The rhythm was so fast that her head began to spin. In and out he blessed her with the God of Speed. She screamed and covered her mouth as her juices flowed. With an insanity crying within Monica gushed like a fountain drowning the tablecloth and the floor below. Admiring her mess Aaron leaned over his daughter and bit a nipple.
“Ow! Shit! Shit! Shit! That was incredible.”
“Didn’t know your daddy had some tricks in him, did you?”
Gliding his palm up over her body and between her breasts he choked her throat for a brief moment. She mumbled a joyful affirmation for him to keep that up. Growling at her his hand left her throat and gripped her by her hair. He then lifted her up to sit on the table and cradled her in his arms.
“I love you, Daddy.”
“Love you too. Even if my baby girl confesses to be a slut.”
“Nympho!” Laughing she looked up at him. “Fuck me?”
“Not this time sweetheart. I’ll get there eventually, but not this round.”
She pouted over his denial and intentionally reached low to grab his erection behind his sweatpants. She refused to take no for an answer. Dropping back into his chair he patted her legs. “Now! Now! I said no.”
Whining she kicked her feet like a baby to each side of his hips. Finally, she stopped and accepted his wishes.
“I have a busy night anyway. I need to conserve my energy.” Aaron sat back and eyed her.
“Meaning?”
“Meaning, I have plans.” She stuck her tongue out at him. “Don’t wait up. It’s an all-nighter.”
“Okay. Keep your secrets for now. Just don’t get hurt.”
“I won’t. Oh, we should try anal sometime. I really like that.”
“Yep. Slut.”
“Hand job at least? You need to bust a nut.” Her brow raised with the hope he might say yes.
“Fine.”
Hopping down between his knees Monica took his hands and pulled him upright before leading him into the living room. At the family couch he dropped his sweats and let his beast roam free. Monica knelt before him and took both hands to task. Her father was that large.
Watching her rub her pussy for lubrication in order to lather him up, he merely chuckled. She was becoming a pro at this. Hell, she was becoming a pro at everything sexual. The more he pondered that theory he realized that time frame was years ago. There was so much he didn’t know.
“How am I doing, Daddy?” She corkscrewed his crown making him clench his teeth. Not even his wife had ever done that.
“Perfect. You can stroke it faster. You can’t tell me you haven’t mastered it.”
“Ha! I had that mastered at 15. Snooze you lose!” Bitch!
As she built up steam, the cordless phone next to them on the table rang. Aaron eyed the annoyance tempted to let it go to the answering machine. Why was anyone using the land line anyway. Nonstop he decided to at least check the caller ID. Eyes narrowing he sighed heavily. “It’s your mother.”
Monica’s eyes flared. “You should answer it.”
“Are you nuts?”
“I dare you.” She teased him with an open jaw of “DO IT”.
“Not a peep.” Answering he livened up to sound as if in a good mood. “Hey, Sweetheart. Why call the land line? I had to run in here from the back porch. How’s the auction?” Charlotte explained that her cell was dead and she herself used a land line at the auction house. All he could think about was at least she couldn’t ask him to FaceTime while Monica was beating him off.
Monica could hear her mother blathering on about all of the antiques she wanted. The entire time she stroked his cock harder and faster. He huffed a number of times and closed his eyes at the brewing sensations.
“We do not need a piano.” He sneered! “I don’t care if you took lessons as a kid. That was then, not now. We don’t have the room for one anyway.”
As the conversation continued Monica felt mischievous. She leaned forward and swallowed his cock whole looking up at him with daring eyes. Fingertips kneading at his balls only made him squirm that much harder.
Groaning out loud Charlotte questioned what he was doing. “Muscle spasm. Working out the kinks as we talk. No, I didn’t go to the gym. If I had I might not be having this twitch.”