True Brit
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Episode 25: Who’s Your Daddy
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 25: Who’s Your Daddy - Britney Foxx loved the Art of the Bet. More often than not those bets were lost, and she paid for it with dares that almost always ended up in her being naked and sexually challenged. One day a bet went too far, and she was locked into a long-term predicament. Sure, she could renege but where was the fun in that? Losing always turned her on. BET ON THAT! ANTE UP YOU FUCKS!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Blackmail Coercion Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Brother Sister Father Daughter Humiliation Light Bond Spanking Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
Keith Foxx eyed the clock while his son Lance was getting ready for a second night of camping out with his friend Styles. The boy was grateful to get away and seek mischief of his own even though he was curious as to why the generocity. Hardly dumb, he decided question his dad over telling him to get lost.
After setting up his sister Britney in challenging her to seduce their dad it got all too real, Lance already suspected that was the case tonight. Normally, Lance might sneak up on neighbor crush, Chloe Vaughn again, but to his dismay she was gone to see her mother. Well, fuck!
“I get it, dad! Why don’t you just let me stay home? It is a school night. You know I won’t rat you out to mom.”
“Not if you want an inheritance someday. I just don’t want you in the way.”
“Tapping Brit, again?”
“Nunya! If I catch you spying, I’ll beat your ass right in front of your buddies. You know that I can track your cellphone.”
“I could just leave it at Styles.” He flipped his tongue out at his dad.
“And I could revoke that phone for the rest of the school year.”
“And ground me for life? You can’t hit Brit if I’m here 24/7.”
“For the record, I am not hitting your sister. This is ... I allowed her to have a boy over. I don’t want you messing it up for her.”
“That Amish guy?”
“Mennonite! No, not Jonah. It’s too soon for that.”
“Who then?”
“Jake.”
“Who the fuck is Jake?”
“Jacob!” From behind them in the hallway Britney Foxx stepped out in only her white lace panties and bra. “Wagner!”
“Whoa! The bus bully? He had you singing on the school bus.” Bulging his eyes, he worried that he said too much in front of his dad.
“I plan on singing all night long.” She flipped him off. “Yes, daddy! I let Jacob play with me on the bus. So hot!”
“Nothing surprises me these days. I’m done telling you to behave.” Keith gripped Lance by his arm and led him to the door. “Don’t let it hit you on the way out.”
“But you’ll let Wagner hit her on the way in.” Lance laughed! “Fine! I’m dust. Have fun, Brit.”
“You too! Tell Styles and Evan I’ll make things up to them.”
“And to me!” Now Keith was cocking an eyebrow, as Lance cringed. “You didn’t hear that.”
“Bet’s a bet!” Brit kicked him in the butt. “I’ll honor it, Dufus! Now leave us alone.”
“LAYter!”
“Fifty bucks he doubles back to watch us.” She chuckled hugging her father from the side.
“Why bet? You lose on purpose.”
“Don’t judge me. Go sit in your recliner. Let me do the greeting, you just watch me work it.”
“I have a better idea.”
He opened the front door and stepped out onto their wooden front deck. Looking up and down the dimly lit street there were only a few lights inside the homes on the block. Living so close to the edge of town, the next block over was countryside things were sparse. A lawn chair set up, he took his beer and sat down.
“How is this letting me greet them?” She stood in the doorway with no night light turned on to blind her by. “Don’t scare them off.”
“After my last talk with this Jacob, I doubt I spook him.”
“No, but Angus and Dalton are coming with him this time. This is what you wanted.”
“You wanted this more than me.”
“Let’s just agree that we both wanted this. I loved it when you watched Jacob fuck me on the living room floor. You, Sir, beat off too, then took me to bed with you after Jacob left. Do that more often.” Hint! Hint!
“We’ll see.” He was indecisive these days, one minute he told himself no more, the next he let her give him a BJ. His kid as hot as she was, was hard to say no to. “For now, I’m interested more in seeing how things progress with Mary Ruuthouse. I didn’t tell you, but Isaiah is planning a trip to Ohio. He’s going to take his mother to visit family. He also intends to take Daniel with him. I wouldn’t mention that to Grace until it’s a fact. Let her tell you.”
“Whoa! That means Grace can stay with us more often.”
“Let’s not rock the cradle. Remember, they have Isaiah’s family living all around them. Eyes will still be watching.”
“We have Jonah to help us hide things. I can wrap him around my pinky.”
“Don’t scare the boy off by moving too fast. Just listen to my advice for once.”
“I listen to everything you say. Especially nights like tonight.” She giggled! “Make me do everything. Tell me what to do to them.”
“More, I’ll tell them what to do to you.”
“Even better! We chose a good night. Our neighbors are gone it looks like. Chloe for sure, she told me earlier that she was going to her mom’s overnight. The Sherman’s next door are on vacation, I think. Two vacant houses across the street then, Mister Homer. His lights are on.”
“I doubt Dudley is even aware of anything at his age. When I reach 82, I’d be glued to my TV too.”
“Watching pornos of me when I was a teenage heart throb?” She shook her titties at him.
“We need to invest in a camcorder for that.” He grinned!
“Lucky for you I mentioned that to Jacob when we were texting. He says Dalton has one. I told him to bring it.”
“We don’t need home movies circulating town. The citizens of Spring Lake might not cope as easily as us.”
“You just don’t want mom to find out.”
“There is that.” He glanced at his cellphone to check the time. “Almost 8:00.”
“They’ll be here. Should I change and put on a dress?”
“Why? What you’re wearing won’t be on long.”
“Yes!” She pumped her fist! “I love you so much. You’re the best daddy ever!”
“Damn straight!” A toast with his beer bottle he had a devious idea. It could wait a while longer. “Speak of the devils, I see car lights.”
Goosebumps attacked Britney from head to toe. She was so ready for a good time her panties were soaked. “Should I sit in your lap?”
“No! You wanted to greet them. So go greet them. Make sure it’s them first.”
It was indeed! Jacob drove his dad’s Camaro for another date. Parking on the curb he shut the lights off and sat there. In the passenger seat Angus Trout looked over at the Foxx residence and saw both Britney in her underwear and Keith swigging a beer.
“Good thing we brought a peace offering. Her dad is outside waiting. Are you sure this is cool?”
“Relax, Trout! Her dad is awesome. If he wasn’t, would she be in her underwear.”
“I hope to hell her punk ass brother is gone.” Dalton Wabash spoke from the backseat. “That dude gets on my nerves.”
“She told me her dad would get rid of him for the night. Let’s do this before they think we’re pussies.”
“Wait! Here comes Brit.”
Before they could even open the door, they noticed Britney running barefoot toward them through the grass. Keith sent her on a mission to intercept them. With windows open on the Camaro she dove at Angus who was the nearest. Leaning inside she kissed Angus and kicked her legs in the air on the outside. Keith did enjoy his kid’s perfect little ass. Those panties had to go.
“Damn!” Jacob laughed! “Someone is happy to see us.”
Dalton immediately used his camcorder to film her kissing Trout. Frenching him, she also reached for Jacob, grabbing him by his shirt to lure him to her. With a console in the way he could only move so close. Seatbelts also became a problem, easily fixed. Ending her lip lock with Angus she crawled further into the car until her knees were on the windowsill. Kissing Jacob now, left her body to Angus. While her ass was still in view of her father, Angus dared to pry her panties aside and finger her. Watching Keith, Angus saw him salute them. Nice! Cool dad!
“Your ole’ man gets off watching you, doesn’t he?” Unable to speak while Frenching Jacob, Angus did hear her mumble ‘Yeth!” Smirking over it, Trout stopped fingering her and worked at guiding her panties off of her hips and down her legs.
Helping him, she closed her legs and lifted her feet so that he could remove them entirely. Now in his possession Angus put them up to his nose and sniffed them just for Keith to witness. A bottle raised in his honor, Angus laughed then tossed her panties out into the grass.
Jacob while kissing her used his hands to unclasp her bra and work his own magic in taking it off of her. Achieved, he passed it to Angus who then tossed it out the window to join its companion piece. Free of her clothing, Brit became nasally obsessive with turning the boys on. From over the seat, Dalton caressed her bare ass as Trout once again fingered her. Although, shaky footage with that camcorder, Dalton did keep recording.
Britney did her best to keep both of the boys’ interests high, her hand moving to Jacob’s cargo pants and unzipping them. She had a bit of help in escaping his shorts. Lifting his hips, he slid them lower along with his briefs. Dick now in play, she curled her fingers around it and began massaging it to its fullest potential. She recalled that big boy well.
Kiss ending on his part he palmed her head and lured it down into his lap. Mouth wide she swallowed as much of him as her angle and the steering wheel allowed. A knee now in Trout’s crotch was a bit uncomfortable for both of them. Agony on him, balance on her.
Angus once again chose to look to his right. He realized that Keith had left the deck and had walked out to the car. Rather than interrupt them he collected Brit’s discarded underwear and ignored the action itself. Under garments in his clutches, he turned away and walked back up onto the porch.
Grinning over her dad’s coolness factor, Angus doubled up his fingers and shoved them back up her drizzling cunt, twisting, turning, digging deep. Not to be left out, Dalton reached over and dipped his own finger up her butthole. Britney squirted all over the knuckles of Angus just that fast.
“Damn! She’s fired up tonight.” Dalton chuckled! He then noticed something while she was sucking off Jacob. Beneath her dangling titties was the car’s gear shift. Jacob’s dad had replaced the original shifter with a specialized chrome fist, he then patted Angus and pointed it out. Minds read, Angus snapped his fingers at Jacob and drew his attention to it. Nodding in agreement, Jacob released Brit and pulled her up and away from his cock. Saliva spilled from her chin as she felt cheated.
“Give me a real show. Ride the gear shifter.” Her eyes flaring, she drooped her jaw out of shock that he would request this. Only her dildo and quite a few magnificent dicks had ever been up her hooha. With a bit of guidance on Trout’s part, she moved to straddle the chrome then felt the coolness touch her overheated pussy.
Shaking, she lined things up and eased down onto it. Her gasp leading to an admission of, “Oh, fuck!” she swallowed that fist to the wrist. Nudged back by Jacob her shoulders hit the dash, her scalp touching the roof. Dalton recorded her entry and full-frontal beauty with a careful not to miss anything attitude.
“Damn! That is hot.” Jacob told her then leaned forward to swallow her right nipple. Angus chose to join him and swallowed her left areola with a hunger in his tone. Britney Foxx was cumming all over that gear shift. Angus intruded a bit more in rubbing her clit which quickly made Foxxy go insane. Sadly, Jacob knew he was going to have to detail his dad’s car. Of course, once his dad heard what happened he would pat his son on the back for being a stud. Yeah, he would see that video.
Once was enough! Jacob stopped her from any continual ride on that gear knob. They needed to stretch their limbs. Angus bailed the car first, joined by Dalton. Jacob had to pull up his pants first. Once ready he made his exit and gave Britney room to dismount and crawl over the driver’s seat and join him in the street. Funny how he was illegally parked backwards. His dad a police officer, he knew there would not be any tickets.
“Your dad must want a show. Let’s give him one.”
“I want you guys to do anything and everything to me in front of him. I know you had to have told Angus and Dalton about what we did or they wouldn’t be here.” Brit rushed Jacob and threw her arms around his neck. Looking him in the eye he could tell she was needy in every way. Eyes sparkling in what little light there was in the street were magical and mesmerizing. How could he say no to a creature like her.
“You heard her guys. Anything and everything.”
“No traffic around.” Dalton pointed out. “Do something in the middle of the street.”
“Sounds good to me.”
Peeling Foxxy off of him, Jacob removed his t-shirt. While he was doing that Brit attacked his zipper again and dropped his cargo pants and briefs to his ankles. From there he carefully stepped out of his attire, leaving only his socks and shoes on. Leading Jacob up ahead of his car hood where Keith could see them better Britney knelt down in front of him and began giving him a blowjob. Dalton swooped into a slowly walking circle around them, capturing every angle with his camcorder.
“And, Action!”
While Britney went to town on Jacob, Angus decided to grab the six-pack of Bud from the car and carry it up to officially meet Keith. Ballsy, Angus removed a bottle of beer and lifted it.
“Peace offering?”
Keith just grinned and finished off his current beer before accepting the fresh bottle. He then pointed at Britney. “Like you said, piece offering.” Angus following his pointed finger chuckled.
“Nice! Peace and piece! Jacob said you were really cool.”
“Only because he wants to fuck the dog piss out of my kid.”
“Well, to be fair, we all want to do that. It’s crazy you don’t object. You a freak?”
“Takes one to sire one. Pull up a lawn chair.”
“Thanks! So, you’re good with whatever we do to her.”
“She does whatever she wants anyway. My life is pretty much shit at the moment. Might as well make it worse.”
“Lance around?”
“Kicked him out until tomorrow. He can go to school from his buddies place.”
“Nice! Aren’t you married?”
“Wife is on the road. She’s gone more than she’s here.”
“Truck driver?”
“That would be our neighbor Chuck. No, Rita ... she’s in ... public relations.”
“Her company must send her out to deal with other companies.”
“Something like that.” Escort! On call 24/7 if the money was right. Rita Foxx was in high demand for her talents. Keith knew, Brit now knew. Honesty might not have been his best move but again, Brit was honest with him. “Her company pays her good. Me not working currently, it helps.”
“What did you used to do.”
“Building contractor. My company wasn’t getting much business so I got laid off. Taking it easy and living off the wife’s dime.”
“Must be nice. My dad builds houses too. Donovan Trout, ever heard of him?”
“Can’t say that I have. Who does he work for?”
“He owns his own company over in Homestead. My mom and he got divorced. She and I live here, he lives over there. Fifty or so miles away, but I could ask him if he’s hiring.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” His attention was wavering as he noticed Brit was now facing him in her crouch. Currently, she was moving back and forth between Jacob’s dick and Dalton’s. “You’re missing out.”
“I’ll get my turn. So, you’re good that we ... fuck her in front of you?”
“She puts on a good show. It was me that told her to invite Jacob back. Friends included. Unless of course, you’re afraid of doing anything in front of me. I’m not queer in any way before you get the wrong idea. I just ... enjoy watching her grow up.” His smirk became devious.
“Fearless, dude!”
“That a fact?”
“Fact!”
“In that case, follow me.” Standing up Keith sat his beer on a small metal table beside his chair. Waving Angus in he headed indoors and to their spare bedroom. In there was an unused full size bed for guests should they drop by. “We’re going to take this mattress outside.”
“Ballsy!” Angus laughed! “Oh, in case you don’t know, Jacob’s dad is Newt Wagner.”
“No clue!”
“Newt is a Spring Lake police officer. We only have like eleven cops in town, he’s higher in rank by all but two of them. Sheriff excluded!”
“And you’re telling me this why?”
“Just saying, even if someone reports us, we’ll all get off without a slap on the hand.”
“Even better! Now we can take this mattress to the center of the street where the action is.”
“Fuck, yeah! I’m liking you more and more.”
“Good to know. I hear Brit has some cheerleaders worshipping her too.”
“Sophia Pope, Tara Zellers, Dawn Lawrence, and Cryssa Apari. All four of them are sexy as fuck.”
“I might need to let them have a sleepover.” Keith chuckled! Already planned, just not put into motion.
“Invite us. None of us has had any of those bitches.”
“I’ll work on that.”
“Home away from home. We’ve got you, Mister Foxx. Or should I call you Pimp?”
“Only when the wife is out of town. Under no circumstances are you boys to ever mention what I let Brit get away with.”
“The wife strict?”
“She tries to be. Not really! I just don’t want her to know.” Truth was he did not want Rita to know that her daughter was growing up to be just like mommy. Before long, Brit might want to become an escort. He wasn’t ready for that.
“You boys know, Emily Grace?” Keith asked as they hauled the mattress through the house.
“Ruuthouse? Yeah, why?”
“Brit and her have a pretty good friendship going on.”
“Heard a rumor. Brit hasn’t confirmed it though.”
“What’s the rumor?” Front door open they stepped out. Once on the deck they stopped and rested the mattress on the planks. “Fill me in.”
“I heard rumblings of Grace and Brit sucking off a teacher together in detention.”
“Ah! Yeah, she mentioned that. Risky move involving faculty members.”
“Everyone is a freak these days.” Looking out at the street they discovered Britney now lying up on the hood of the Camaro while Jacob ate her out. Dalton had his pants back up but was recording every second of her squealing lungs. “What about Ruuthouse? You hot for her?”
“Naw! I’m just getting to know her. I volunteered to help her parents finish up a barn construct recently. It was mostly completed already but it helped Brit get closer to Grace.”
“So, you know Emily’s mom? I’ve seen her when they come to town for groceries. Her mom is pretty hot. I don’t know what she sees in Emily’s dad, he’s fugly.”
“Well aware! My gut says she’s attracted to me.”
“Sweet! Hit that Mennonite!”
“Probably not! She has a lot to lose.” Oh, he knew damn well he was going to fuck Mary Ruuthouse, he just felt the need to keep that part a secret. Bad enough, he brought her up. He regretted that now. “Let’s get this mattress out there. It’s time you boys took her to bed.”
“It’s only around 9:00. Kind of early to go crazy, isn’t it? Outdoors, I mean.”
“Doesn’t seem to be stopping them.”
“True. And like I said, Newt would deal with his fellow cops if we did get caught.”
“I might need to meet this Newt.”
“You’d like him. He has pull with every cop on the force. Sheriff Madden too. Hell, Mayor Weasley.” Beasley! Ned Beasely to be precise.
“I voted for, Beasley.” Reaching the curb they were met by Dalton, panning his camera to film them. At that moment Keith ducked down behind the mattress to avoid being recorded. Dalton instantly stopped.
“Sorry! I didn’t realize you might not want to be seen. The camera is off. I’ll back it up and record over you.”
“Daaaaaaddy!” Brit squealed loudly as Jacob tongued her vulva as deep as it would dig. “I’m cuuuuummmmming!” Drowned rat!
“I appreciate that. My kid is one thing, I need to stay out of the limelight. We’re just readjusting to Florida after years up in Vermont. I need my face clean to find work.”
“Scrubbed!”