Group sex stories: The Girl – Chapter 4
Author: Alter Ego Twoface
The story is including Fiction, Ass to mouth, Black, Blowjob, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Group Sex, Humiliation, Prostitution, Water Sports/Pissing theme.
the Girl still has lots of secrets. But she leads the bold plan to succed using all her talents.
Resume: The Girl has the ability to manipulate people sexually – and to erase memories. She has seduced both the man Dad and his Wife Mom and together they are planning to steal a USB dongle. They have prepared a spyware device and they are training to act as prostitutes.
Later that night the device did it’s job. It almost didn’t as the Dame was afraid to remove it but had to in order to open the safe. The Villain convinced her by guarantee his punishment would be double whatever her new secret lover could muster. She unplugged herself for just a few seconds to mount the safe-dick and by that opening the door. Every theory of how the safe worked was proved and the location in the basement of the Villains office building was revealed.
The next couple of days were quite a boot camp. Mom had to master a number of disciplines. The first one was stripping, including pole dancing and simply making every move look sexy. It would seem Mom was a natural and the Girl a formidable teacher. From time to time Dad would be called upon to evaluate the progress. He enjoyed that beyond belief.
Mom was then shown a lot of variations of copulation. She would be expected not to take control but to seem confident in whatever situation she was put in. The Girl introduced her to countless positions Mom never knew of. The Girl would wear a strapon and from time to time call upon Dad for aid; especially for double penetration positions.
It was a theme of its own for Mom getting used to being abused – to like being raped, as the Girl put it. She never learned to relax during a double anal penetration. And she kept panicking when her nose was held shut during deepthroating.
But when Friday arose, it was fair to say Mom was a fully trained prostitute. Her blow job skills were perfected. She could enjoy any cumshot, in the throat, in the face or even in the eyes. She could take a huge cock up her ass with little or no preparation. She could fake countless orgasms. And she could do it all looking sexy as hell.
Dad had much less training to do. From a building plan he had memorized the location of the Villain’s office and the staircase to the basement where the safe was. He already knew the location of the Dame’s office. But he spent most of the time observing his wife’s training. It was like living in the best porn movie ever. Dad was constantly horny, had he already been exposed to the drug he wouldn’t be more lustful. Thankfully the women understood that and maybe got a little horny themselves too.
During the training sessions, Dad fucked them both more times that any of them could count. As Mom would have to get comfortable with quite a variety of cumshots, Dad had to get off 4-6 times a day. With every climax he felt younger and his vigor just grew and grew and by Friday he felt like his dick was made of Viagra – except it wasn’t that blue.
Friday was the day of final preparation. The women didn’t want any sex, they preferred resting while setting up costumes and other details. An hour before departure however they engaged into a lesbian 69 – just to get the natural lubes flowing, as they put it.
Dad dressed in black jeans and matching T-shirt. He put on his Australian oil skin riding coat. It was baggy enough to carry a shotgun or whatever and it made him look meaner and bigger.
Mom was wearing a leather corsage, black stockings, no bra or panties. The long, elegant black dress with the low cut back would make her fit in at the Oscars if it wasn’t for the high platform boots or the very heavy makeup.
The Girl was the naughty school girl. White stockings to the knees, a short checkered skirt, and a red blazer jacket on top of a white shirt buttoned down to reveal the white lace bra. Red lipstick and of course ponytails.
There was not much talking in the car as they drove downtown to the building. They were concentrating on the tasks before them. It was crucial that everybody played their part to perfection. A hundred things could go wrong and if it did the world would become a sex nightmare.
Dad acted as the women’s bodyguard as security let the small party into the building as “entertainment” for the executive meeting. They didn’t go straight to the Villain’s office though; first they went to see the Dame.
Dad didn’t bother to knock, as he charged into her office, flanked by the two dressed up sluts he looked quite the pimp, he wanted to. The Dame was resting with a drink and a TV-show.
“You…” Dad started with his most scary voice. “you. took. it. out” The Dame knew she had been caught and never understood it was due to the secret surveillance. Her face showed many emotions. Surprise from the unannounced visit. Joy to see Dad. Insecurity due to the hoes escorting him. Lust and a bit of fear of the upcoming punishment.
Dad opened his hand. “Give it to me!”
The Dame got up. She moved to her desk and found the device. She clearly wasn’t too happy to separate from her new best friend, but she hand it over.
“Drop you undies”, Dad commanded. As he did, Mom found a simple chair and pulled it into the centre of the office. Dad handed the device to the Girl in exchange for a roll of duct tape. He sat the Dame on the chair. With his fingers he controlled her crotch and found it as expected; wet and exposed. He taped her ankles to the chair legs. Behind her back, the Girl took out the fleshlight they had brought with them. She interlocked it with the device and then emptied the fluid sample into the fake pussy. Then she gave the fleshlight to Mom and the device to Dad.
With some more duct tape he kept the Dame’s thighs apart. That’s gotta hurt getting off he thought as the Dame was not wearing stockings, but he wouldn’t be there to watch. Then he placed the device between her legs, not touching her crotch but very, very close.
“Now listen, you filthy animal”, he instructed her. “Your hands are free. But you are not allowed to touch yourself. You are not allowed to use the device. You must sit there and wait for me and not satisfy yourself in anyway. I will know if you did”.
With that he left her office, followed by his two hoes. He caught the Dame’s eyes as he closed the door. She was already eagerly waiting for his return and he almost felt guilty for using her. Almost. As she had been exposed to the drug, the trial would be unbearable.
In the elevator, Mom handed Dad the now slippery fleshlight. It went into one of his enormous pockets in the riding coat.
They were going to the top floor. Of course. They were met by a guard, well more like a goon, not trying to hide he was carrying a gun. The goon wanted to know why Dad was there.
“These are the finest two ladies in the country, probably in the world”, Dad explained with his best bad-ass-attitude. “You asked for that, and you get that. But you also get me. I don’t have to watch, but I have to be within listening distance, say in an adjacent room. It’s not negotiable”.
The goon thought about it for a while. “Are you carrying?”
Dad smiled. “Do I look like I need a gun?”
The goon looked a bit at Dads pockets and found the fleshlight. He recognized it. “Sometimes I get bored”, Dad explained. The goon had a good laugh as he led them in. Dad was seated in a small conference room next to where the show was going down. He was even offered a drink, which he accepted. Then the waiting would start. He lost the jacked and poured a drink, trying not to think too hard of what was going to happen to the two women he loved, right next door.
In the main office, Mom and the Girl were met by five men. The Villain looked like any middle-aged businessman. A little fat but also quite masculine with steal grey and cold eyes. There was a guy from Nigeria, dressed in colourful green robes. Naturally, he was black as the night. There was a man from Iceland, big as a tree with a huge blond beard looking like a Viking. And finally there were to Asian guys, looking identical, probably twins.
The women greeted all five men with hugs and kisses on the cheek. Neither of the men kept their hands to themselves. Mom ended between the Asian twins, the Girl seemed to admire the huge Viking. In not so many seconds it was clear that conversation was not the men’s primary interest. The black guy went behind the Girl and grabbed her tits though her clothing. Her right hand went behind her and found his rising member, free to grow in his loose clothing. While keeping some kind of conversation with the Viking in front of her, her other hand found his cock and she fondled them both. After a short while they were both unzipped. It was hard to determine which was bigger – the black or the white one, but they were both huge cocks. The Girl wanked them both only pausing to remove her blazer jacket.
Mom stood between the twins in her boots a bit taller than them. She had her arms around their shoulders and let them explore her body. Through the cleavage they had discovered that her leather corsage did not cover her tits but only lifted them. And by very gently fingering the long dress, one of them was just about to find out she wasn’t wearing panties. But the Villain got impatient. He went behind Mom and with a precise kick to the back of her legs; he forced her onto her knees. He pulled her hair back, making her look into his cold eyes and ordered her to start sucking. And so she did. The twins found there awakening cocks expecting a professional treatment. They got it. Mom grabbed one in each hand and started vacuum sucking one at a time. Soon they were both rock hard and not as small as the prejudice of Asian men would want them to be. When Mom brought the two heads close together so she could tongue them both at once, the Asians high-fived each other. However, again the Villain got impatient. He brutally pushed Mom forward to her hands and knees. Mom kept her job in focus, letting the twins take turns throatfucking her.
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