Episode 8: Star Pupil

10:00 PM on a Saturday night! After discovering her love of baseball.

Eighteen-year-old Jacob Wagner escorted Britney Foxx home in his father’s bright red Ford Mustang. Not really a date she had just ran into him while out walking the streets to get some much-needed fresh air. Texting him actually! He jumped at the chance for a hookup. Luckily, he was by himself, his two-man entourage Angus and Dalton busy with family for the evening. Perfect timing in Brit’s mind.

After her insane gangbang at the park earlier today she was still living off of her hormones. She was firmly convinced that nympho was her new persona. This plan was on her mind all day long but her ballers kept her busy up until 7:00 PM. Coming home long enough to shower, change, and limp back out, she set this plan in motion.

With Jacob coaxed out for the evening she did need to confirm a few things. Parking on the curb outside in front of her house they sat looking at the glare of a television in the windows.

“Thanks for helping me out like this. Before anything, I need to talk to you about what Emily Grace and I did yesterday in detention.”

“Relax! I know where this is going. Your secrets are safe with us. I swore my boys to secrecy. Which means you owe us similar treatment.” Wink! Wink!

“You know it, Stud! I shocked even myself blowing Beatty. Emily Grace joining me exceeded far more than I really predicted. She’s latched onto me as a fan and I think she’s wanting to do things like me.”

“She’s Mennonite! If her family learns what she did she’s going to get shunned.”

“I think that’s Amish, but regardless, it may be true. I like Emily so I hope you guys can really keep this all to yourselves like you say.”

“She’s kind of cute. That extra-long hair is a major turn on. Hell, I might let her jerk me off, if she wants the practice.” He chuckled! “How daring are you going to be in school going forward?”

“One day at a time. This all started because I lost a stupid bet to my brother and his friends. Between you and I?” She playfully sneered at him until he agreed with a nod. “I lost on purpose.” Eh! Grey area! “I have to serve Lance, Evan, and Styles for a full 48-hours whatever they want me to do. And I guarantee it won’t be dishes or homework. Oh, and that 48-hours is not all in one day it’s scattered about for however long it takes to get done.”

“So, sexually!”

“Which I’m fine with.”

“Hold up! Does that mean fucking your brother.”

“God, I hope not! I’m trusting you Jacob. Please don’t spread rumors that I’m sleeping with my brother or... “ She pressed her lips together. “ ... you will figure it out when we go inside.”

“Okay, so, tell me why you asked me to do this Jake instead of Jacob thing again.”

“Ok, I haven’t told you everything. My dad thinks I’m kind of a virgin but not. So, not! Not even close! A few days ago, as part of my brother’s dare I teased him in my bra and panties but played innocent. I made up a boy in school named Jake that likes me. Jake has been pushing me to go further sexually and I always act naïve. Daddy taught me a lot.” She took a deep breath, “More than a lot. He seduced me. Maybe I seduced him. Both ways I guess.”

“You fucked your dad?” Jaw hit the brake pedal!

“It just happened okay. Don’t look at me so grossly.”

“Oh, I’m not. That’s crazy but cool too. Hell, I’d hit my mom if she’d let me. My mom is stacked. Teases a lot my being an only son because my dad is on the road with his band so long. She’s needy but won’t cheat. I’ve busted her masturbating about three times now. Skinny dipping in our pool even. Our neighbors love her.” Giggling, Brit placed a palm over his mouth to shut him up.

“Anyway, I got him to show me everything I should let Jake get away with. He believed me mostly. That’s why you’re here. I want you to play Jake. Let him coach you on how to treat me as if getting to third base. You can act nervous that will look authentic.”

“What do you mean act? I am nervous. Not of you but it sounds like you’re asking me to do everything in front of him.”

“Me too kind of. Nervous, I mean! Just follow my lead and think before you speak. He needs to believe you’re just as naïve. Trust me I’m going to have sex with you on our living room floor.” She giggled! “Right in front of him.”

“So, he’s watching us!”

“Yes. But let him think he’s helping you reach that goal.”

“Okay! I think I can pull this off.” He wanted this girl bad! “I know I can.”

“I’ll have you rock hard in five minutes.” She wiggled her brow and unhooked her seatbelt.

“Too late, I’m already there.” His turn! Click!

She examined his crotch then reached over to pinch his girth. “YAY!” A quick kiss to his lips she opened her car door and stepped out, closing it. “Wait for my signal. Don’t chicken out.”

“I won’t. I swear.” He smiled at her bulging cleavage as she bent over to look through her window at him.

Blowing him a kiss she scurried up to her house to unlock the front door. Entering she located her father in his recliner wearing only his boxers and holding a beer bottle in hand.

“Hey, Princess! You’re home early. Did this Jake guy stand you up?” When leaving earlier she had told Keith that she was meeting with Jake at the park. Stepping in after removing her shoes she picked them up to carry to her room.

“No! Actually, he’s outside.”

“Oh, are you leaving again?” He noticed her few steps as tender. “Are you limping?” You would too after a roughneck gangbang yesterday. How he didn’t notice it before now was his own negligence.

“No! I accidently stepped into a pothole on my walk while texting is all.” Daddy did NOT need to know her every move. VIRGIN! VIRGIN! Sorta Virgin! So laughable! “Jake and I had a long talk today. We both want to try this but he’s really nervous about it. I told him you taught me how far we should go and that excited him I think. I suggested that he meet you and get your approval.” She stepped closer and knelt beside Keith looking up at him with sparkling but worried eyes. “I need a favor from you.”

He sat his beer an end table then hit the recline lever to sit up straight in his chair. “What sort of favor?”

“Can you show him what you showed me? Guide him.”

His eyebrows rose tall, both eyes and nostrils flaring up. “Tall order there, Sweetheart. I would think you would want this to be intimate. Just you two.”

“Please, Daddy! I feel comfortable with you there to protect me in case he can’t stop.”

“Wow!” He rubbed his neck with a tense look that quickly faded. “Invite him in. We’ll talk.” She smiled, bubbly in expression and jumped up and into his lap to hug him. Wearing only boxers with no buttons his massive cock stirred the second her ass flopped down.

“Best Daddy ever! I love you so much.” Cleavage crushed under his chin he just laughed. Her perfume was certainly stimulating. He knew that scent. She had been into her mother’s fragrances again. Closet too by the looks of her attire. A peach-colored top with low-cut cleavage and denim shorts that were scissor chopped far too narrow was looking a tad too slutty but hey, she was an adult now. If not for only a few weeks. “I’ll go tell him. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

Climbing out of his lap a challenge, her palm landed right over his dick. She failed to apologize in her excitement. Shuffling to the front door she opened it to wave at Jacob to shut his car off and come inside. Within three minutes he met her at the door and entered. White wifebeater and blue jeans his musculature was quite appealing to the eye. Hers at least!

“Daddy this is Jacob, but he goes by Jake.”

Keith still felt as if she were making this Jake up after their sexual encounter not long ago but stood up anyway to be cordial. In his boxers and penis peeking out he used his beer bottle as his disguise.

“I’ll just go throw some pants on.”

“It’s okay, Sir.” Jacob hesitantly opened up! “It is your house. I’m like that at home too.”

Keith pondered the situation then shrugged! “That it is. Have a seat, Jake. I’d shake your hand but I’ve been scratching my balls.” Jacob did laugh and swiftly retraced his extended hand. Giggling over his reaction Brit escorted Jacob to their sofa and sat down beside him snuggling up.

“Brit here tells me you two want to get closer. Closer than you are at this very second so to speak.” Keith narrowed his eyes with scrutiny. Instinctively Britney tried to scoot closer to Jacob still. He actually blushed a bit.

“Yes, Sir. We both feel ready. Is that, alright?” He found it hard to look Keith in the eye. “I’d never want to disrespect you, Sir.”

“You’re both eighteen, right? I can’t stop you. Just be smart and not rush things. Brit’s been concerned about going too far. She wants to make you happy which in my mind is a woman’s duty. Yeah, I can be chauvinistic. Probably why my wife is never home. However, as another male who knows how difficult it is to go slowly and accept when a woman tells you to stop, she’s insecure.”

“I understand. I would never hurt your daughter, Sir.”

“Good to hear. So, Brit? Tell Jake here what you propose.”

Brit nervously shifted in her seat casting her knee over his to look him in the eye. “Jake? Thank you for being patient with me all these weeks. I absolutely want us to get closer. I know you want to touch me, kiss me in places other than my lips. I want that too. I’m ready. I know you’re scared and feel awkward, that’s why you and I talked about my dad’s advice.”

Jacob nodded along with her, getting into the act. His nerves were nowhere near how he dramatized them to be. “I respect that. Both you and your dad.”

“Call me, Keith.” Her dad added!

“Yes, Sir! I mean Keith.” He swallowed and rubbed his sweaty palms together. Brit reached over and claimed his hands to hold them both up to her chest. “I want us to do this tonight. Right here.”

Keith eyed Jacob’s reaction as the boy looked at his hand’s hovering prisoner to her monster cleavage. “I’m not going to bite your head off. Just keep that respect alive. I’ll answer any questions then give you two time alone.”

“No!” Brit looked scared! “Don’t leave daddy.” Her gaze immediately darted to Jacob for additional encouragement.

“Sir? Keith! I don’t mind if you stay. If it makes Britney more at ease, I’ll survive.”

Keith silently chuckled! “Okay, then.” This was actually amusing.

“Besides, I might need advice myself. I know I probably look really experienced but I won’t lie I’m pretty new to this.”

Her father sized him up but knew a player when he saw one. “Big boy like you should have quite a few girls.”

“I’m a little shy.” He tried not to laugh! “It’s hard talking to girls. And I do really, really like Britney.”

“Gotcha.”

Brit glared at Keith with a hopeful expectation while asking the important question. “Where should we begin?” To which he rubbed his chin thinking it over.

“Why don’t you go change into something Jacob might like.” Keith nodded toward her bedroom. “Lose that denim slingshot and the melon basket.” Her clothing choices. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds that he was playing along so well. She liked being checked out, even by her dad.

“Big Bird?”

“What the hell! Go for it.” He chuckled!

She shyly stood up then turned to them with a better idea. “How about Tickle Me Elmo instead?” Keith laughed at her as Jacob tried his best to understand their code.

“Hurry the hell up and watch the cars crossing Sesame Street.” Keith pointed down the hallway then looked over at Jacob. “Trust me! You will like living on Sesame Street.”

Jacob creased his brow then found a silence among men as Brit vanished into her bedroom. Finally, Jacob opened up. “Thanks for helping us. I’m really nervous. Got another beer?”

“Not 21!” Keith shook his head then got back up out of his recliner. “One! Best medicine to help ease your nerves. Drive home safely later and don’t make me regret this.” He ventured into the kitchen but kept talking. “Try being her dad and going along with this.” Both of them had a good laugh.

“I just don’t want to disappoint her. She makes me crazy inside.”

“Her mom has that effect on me too, Jake.” He opened the fridge crisper for a cold beer. Opening it for Jacob at the kitchen island he paused long enough to rub his erection through his boxers. “Rita needs to get her sexy ass home and take care of her man.” Heard only by Keith. His dick was as long as that bottle of Bud and almost as thick as the base. Still, he was no Gary Styles! But he would not know that to compare on his own. “Just don’t get too crazy. I might have to hurt you.”

“If I do anything you object to just ask me to leave.”

“Fuck that!” He returned with the beer and handed it to the boy. “I’ll throw you through the window.” Keith growled on purpose! “Just kidding! I’m pretty sure you’re going to relax and treat her well.”

“I hope so. Relax that is.” Treat her well? Not once he got started!

They heard her bedroom door open then observed Brit reluctantly hugging the wall to avoid a perfect view of her.

Keith shook his head at her. She was not that shy. “Get your ass in here Jake’s waiting.”

In response Britney Leanne slithered out into view wearing only a red G-string thong and a tiny red bra that was pleasantly sheer but not totally.

“Wow!” Jacob could not even blink seeing Brit wearing so little. Taking a lengthy drink of his beer he sat it aside on another end table and tried to loosen up. “Sorry! Your dad gave me a beer to relax me.”

“Should I go change?” She clenched her teeth at her father. “I can put on Nookie Monster. I like blue too.” Her mother’s stash!

“No. Get in here and sit with Jake.” Feigning shyness she bit her lower lip and shuffled across the carpet to sit softly on the couch cushion. “Stop acting, we both know you’re not as red as that silly string for a thong.”

Jacob twisted in position to look her over and exhaled heavily through a whistled pucker. Sadly, Keith was silently whistling himself. His plaid boxers were tightening up and it was becoming increasingly hard to keep his erection concealed.

“Do you like what I’m wearing?” Daddy did!

Jacob nodded his approval, so distracted by her beauty that neither of them heard Keith whisper. “Definitely!” With a sluggishness to their behavior Keith offered advice. “Why don’t you help Jake relax. Give him a massage. Stretch out on the floor Jake. Make it easier for her.”

The boy slipped quickly off the sofa and onto his knees.

“Should I take my shirt off?” He squinted with a leery expression.

“Yes.” Brit insisted! “I like big muscles.”

With her affirmation Jacob slipped his white wifebeater off and cast it onto the couch. He then crawled forward to lay on his belly. He intentionally laid with his head facing Keith’s chair, his profile facing away to mask his expression of amazement.

Brit’s thoughts at seeing Jacob’s toned muscles made her wet without resistance. She feigned touching his back then pulling her hands away to offer her father a glint of hesitance. She wanted him to think she questioned her desires. Looking up at Keith she shivered and shook her hands at the wrists.

“I’m so nervous. Sorry!” She whispered down at Jacob. Not in the least, but her game face was right on cue. Keith could only frown at her, he knew differently but hey, let her have her fun.

Barely lifting his head from his folded arm pillow he offered comfort. “So am I. If you don’t want to do this, I’ll understand.”

“I can do this. Just give me a second. Where do I begin, daddy?”

Keith sat expressionless at her question. In his own mind he preferred she start on himself. But that would look very, very bad.

“Throw your left leg over Jake’s lower back. Sit on his ass. Then lean over and massage his shoulders.”

She slowly moved into position. As her butt rested on top of Jacob’s he sighed heavily. Her weight of 121 pounds spread out as she stretched forward to begin rubbing his shoulders, fingers lightly squeezing yet playing coy.

“Too hard?”

“I can barely feel them.”

Keith frowned yet again over their slow beginning and swigged his beer. He observed her touch as attempting to grip harder. Finally, Jacob murmured at her results. “That’s perfect.” Brit smiled at his satisfaction and glanced up at her dad. Keith gave her a thumbs up as his hand rested on his boxers. Beside his hand she spotted his own erection joining the uplifted thumb. She quickly lowered her gaze and smirked. It was as if he had given her two thumbs up. After a spell Brit moved her fingers lower as if kneading her way down his spine. Jacob’s exhales were affirmation of her talents.

As Brit shot further glances back at her dad, she noted his fingers had slid inside his boxers grand opening. She could see his dick through the shadowed gap. Her eyes flared as she waited until Keith looked into her own. Keith could tell she needed an assist as she shrugged delicately to inform him of her uncertain moves. He fidgeted, his cheek reacting with a twitch then lifted his hands as if to show her to remove her bra. Her smile gratified Keith that she wanted to.

Lifting away one of her hands Brit reached behind her back and unclasped the red bra. As it released in back Keith noted a looseness as she was leaning over. Just to be cute she juggled her titties about with her palms. The cups slipped on her breasts and showed once hidden flesh as cleavage became far more evident.

Keith then motioned her to lay over Jacob’s back and trail her tits along his shoulder blades. With a timid grin to express nervousness, she complied. Her body movement stretched further forward enabling her to taunt his skin with her dangling breasts. The bra straps drooped over her own shoulders and allowed the cups to vacate her chest. With each glide the bra left them completely. Jacob could feel her nipples teasing his back.

“Am I allowed to say how good that feels?” Jacob trembled! Brit giggled and eyed her father.

“You wouldn’t be human if you didn’t. No reason to keep your comments in. Speak your mind like a real man.”

“That feels fucking amazing Britney. Your nipples are really hard.” His exclamation made her look toward Kieth with hunger in her eyes. A compliment like that had her juicy in all the right places. Impatient, Jacob gasped before a guttural growl. “Can I roll over?”

“Does a man ask a dumb question like that?” Daddy Foxx rolled his eyes. “Man Up or get the fuck out.” Keith nodded for Brit to lift away and allow him to reposition to lay facing toward the ceiling. While rolling over beneath her she nibbled her lower lip anticipating Jacob’s next move. She could tell her father was not just educating but encouraging a bit more roughness than she originally predicted. She loved her daddy even more in the moment.

“Oh, my God. They’re beautiful.” Jacob muttered in awe. Her day at the park allowed her body to develop a nice tan. Brit in turn shyly cupped her hands over them and squeezed them together. Her blush was real this time. A needed addition for believability.

Keith motioned for her to lay forward once again. As Britney Leanne responded she peeled her bra off and discarded it. Stretching out she let her nipples caress his chest and upper torso. His response was to shiver and close his eyes, lips trembling, Adam’s apple obviously seeding his sexual frustration.

“Kiss him.” Keith suggested as Brit eased herself upward to grace Jacob’s mouth with her own. He returned her intentions with a wanting to improve kiss of his own. In seconds they became lost in each other. French was popular! Jacob while in tune with her raised his arms around her to glide his palms up and down her back. With each pass she passionately moaned. They were so lost they would never notice Keith had his dick out fondling it. He felt he had time to enjoy himself. Let the stroking begin! Fuck yes!

For ten long steamy minutes they went from lengthy French lessons and back to normal kissing, finally coming up for air. In that time Jacob’s hands had slid up under her G-string and was squeezing her butt cheeks. This gave Keith time to lift his hips to tug his boxers back up and hide his erection away. He then rested his beer over his girth.

Brit chose to sit up and find Jacob’s hands holding her hips. Lifting them away she relocated them up to her heaving breasts. There she squeezed his fingers around them. Once confident her own hands lowered to let Jacob play with them however he wanted. She fluttered her lashes at how good it felt under his attentiveness.