Chapter 45: Whose Girlfriend Is She?

Kathy skipped up the stairs to her room and slipped a pair of black stockings over her lanky legs. How good it felt to be decent again! She slid her nylon-covered feet into a pair of five-inch black heels and enjoyed the "click click click" they made as she hurried down the staircase to join in the festivities.

"Hi, Sweetheart," Christi smiled as Kathy rounded the corner to the living room, "sorry we started without you." The pretty brunette was dangling by her wrists from one of the room's many ceiling hooks. She looked absolutely delicious as her cotton-candy curls shimmered in the late afternoon sun and Kathy found the way her body swayed as she teetered on the tips of her toes terribly arousing. She settled on the floor and watched in wonderment as her Daddy masterfully forced self-piercing rings deep into Christi's sweet pink nipples then casually flicked away the blood and tears before attaching lead weights to tug her protesting breasts closer to the floor.

Daddy slipped behind Christi then firmly gripped her around the waist and lifted her onto his member. Kathy repositioned herself so she could watch Daddy's massive organ pay its first visit to Christi's little honey pot, which stretched absurdly to make room for its throbbing guest, but she had to dodge Christi's chunky black shoes as the dangling girl tried to replant her feet on solid ground.

In and out went Daddy. Up and down bobbed the heavy lead weights. Back and forth kicked Christi's feet. Around and around went Kathy's fingers as she played with herself, overcome with the excitement of watching her Daddy and her beloved at play.

"Sorry I'm late," Mommy apologized "I had a hard time getting that trunk gunk out of my hair." She was a freshly-showered blonde vision in white in her matching nylons, heels, and pleated micro-skirt. She popped a tape into the video camera. "Now, smile Christi," Mommy focused the lens on the girl's lachrymose face, "and say something for the camera."

"Oh-oh-okay," Christi sniffled. She swallowed hard and showed her sparkling white teeth. "Hi, everybody, Christi the Torture Mouse here. This is my first time with Daddy-Master. He's hung me by my wrists and pierced my nip-nip-ples and they fe-fe-feel like they're gonna tear off," she grimaced as Daddy grabbed her breasts from below and squeezed hard with a milking motion. "And let-let-let me tell you, he's bil-bil-built like a hor-horse and hur-hur-hurts real goo-good," she panted. "In fa-fa-fa-fact, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, gonna cu-Cu-CU-CUM!!!!!!!!!"

Christi strained mightily to lift herself by her manacled wrists, then swung her legs back and hooked her ankles around Daddy's thighs. Every muscle flexed as she tried to pull him further into her steaming box then shook with painful-pleasure as he drove harder, ever harder into the narrow heaven between her long silky legs.

Mommy put the video camera on the coffee table and went to Kathy's assistance. She dipped two, then three, then four wiggling fingers into her daughter's dainty morsel while Kathy diddled her combustible clit. The delighted girl squealed with joy as pleasure flooded her senses and she collapsed in a breathless heap on the carpet. It was the perfect position to watch Daddy's fresh white seed trickle leisurely from Christi's wide-open womb.

"That Christi, she's really something." Daddy plopped onto the couch and beckoned to his daughter. "Here, Honey, clean me up so I can put on my pants."

"Sure, Daddy," Kathy loved his musky cheese and testosterone flavor, which was especially scrumptious mixed with Christi's precious juices.

"Thanks, Sweetheart," Daddy patted her bobbing blonde head as she, at last, finished lapping his lap.

Kathy turned to perform the same service for Christi only to find Mommy drinking deeply from her almost daughter-in-law's well. "Hey, whose girlfriend is she, anyway," she teased as a new wave of pleasure ripple through Christi's still-suspended body.

"Oh, I'm sure there's plenty of Christi to go around," Daddy chuckled as he drew Kathy onto his lap. "Now, if I remember correctly, a certain young lady has a big birthday in a few weeks. Why don't you tell dear old dad what you want?"

"Christi!" Kathy giggled and snuggled against her Daddy's chest. She didn't dare tell him that she wanted Michael, too.