Lillian Bell – Chap 6: Getting Airtight for Daddy

Incest stories: Lillian Bell – Chap 6: Getting Airtight for Daddy

Introduction:

Sometimes it’s better to take a pounding than get beaten up.

Lillian rubbed her milky white breasts as the warm liquid cascaded over her body. For the first time today it wasn’t someone’s spunk either. It had taken her four hours, three blowjobs and two fucks to hitch-hike her way home from the country tennis day she’d been abandoned at by her school bus. The gorgeous, blonde, sixteen year old had used her best and most practiced talents to get herself out of a problem yet again. The warm shower relaxed and cleansed her of the sweat and cum that had been making her skin sticky. The girl’s back was a little sore as well. She’d straddled the last guy in the driver seat to fuck him, causing the steering wheel to dig into her spine when she ferociously rode him.

Despite various setbacks she’d eventually made it back home in the late afternoon, excuses prepared and ready, only to discover that nobody was around. No staff, no parents, no step-brother. A note left on the front bench of her mansion’s foyer, written by her step-father, informed her that dinner was in the fridge as he and Lillian’s mother had gone to some social event in the city, planning to make a night of it at a hotel, plus her step-brother was at a friend’s place.

Paul the chauffeur would be engaged driving them around and the rest of the staff went home early Sunday so Lillian had the entire mansion to herself for a change. Although the missed opportunity to mess around with her surprisingly-well-endowed step-brother Rhys was unfortunate, it did mean she could relax a bit. The falling water massaged her face, her formerly pigtailed hair now streaming down her back, pink braces getting washed in the stream when she opened her mouth.

After 20 minutes the steam was making her too hot, bringing the extended shower to an end. Wrapping herself in a towel Lillian gave herself a perfunctory dry as she left her en suite bathroom. Her white tennis clothes, flung somewhere on the floor of her room, were stained with the same sweat and cum from the day’s events. Finally getting access to a phone when she got home, Lillian had arranged for a friend from the sports bus to get her things back during a school day. Neither panties nor bra managed to make it all the way home with her however, so not everything would get back to her.

A few seconds of indecision led her to scrap the whole clothes idea and just go with the towel. It was too early for pajamas and she could dry off in front of the T.V. since no one was around. When Lillian moved down the long corridor to the lounge room she heard muffled sounds behind its doors. Bloody Rhys, she thought to herself, he’s left the T.V. on like an idiot. Not the brightest that boy.

As she pushed open the door Lillian caught a brief glimpse of the T.V. being noticeably off before someone caught hold of her wrist and whirled her against the wall. The sudden violent movement knocked the wind out of her, but her free hand instinctively caught at her towel to keep it covering her modesty. The dizziness only lasted a second though, and Lillian soon got a look at her captor.

The face staring down at her was covered by a black balaclava, so only the mouth and eyes were visible. Despite the hot weather he was wearing black bulky clothes and gloves, covering a solid frame. A strong aftershave smell flooding her senses. Most interesting of all, his spare hand held a small revolver pistol. Lillian’s heartbeat suddenly became a little faster. The man’s eyes darted up and down her towel-covered body in a fashion she knew well.

This appraisal had only taken a second, but before Lillian could say anything the man yelled over his shoulder, calling out to someone.

‘Hey guys! I’ve got someone! Get your asses back here!’

‘Who ar-‘ she started before the man cut across her.

‘Shhhhh…just sit tight girl we’ll get to that.’

The strange man led her over to the long comfy couch and set her down, moving to stand in front of the T.V. looking down at her with his two friends that had just walked in. One was black and the other was white like the first guy. The black guy was tallest and fairly solid with muscles like the first guy, while the last one was a little smaller and thinner. All of them wore the same sort of bulky jackets and a balaclava, and all were armed. The three of them started talking amongst themselves, ignoring the girl as they spoke about her. Lillian decided it was best to stay quiet for now and find out what she could.

‘Who the fuck is this?’

‘I don’t know, must be the guy’s daughter? Jeez look at her. Lucky bastard. Did she just have a shower or something?’

‘I told you that note out front was legit, the dude’s not even here tonight.’

‘Well if he’s not here we have to do it to her right?’

‘What? Could you do that to a girl?’

‘I do what I’m paid to dumbass, so do you, and if he’s not here it doesn’t mean shit. The message has to be delivered one way or another.’

‘Do we take her instead, I hear there’s money in that.’

‘We don’t go beyond the boundaries of the job at had either numbskull.’

‘You have a better idea?’

‘Excuse me Misters, do you know my daddy?’

All three heads turned back to the young girl in surprise, as if they’d forgotten she was there. Lillian tilted her head at them, giving her best innocent look.

‘Daddy’s not home tonight but if I could let him know you stopped by if you like?’

The black guy responded to her condescendingly in his deep voice. ‘It ain’t that simple kid. Your dad owes our boss a shitload of money so this message isn’t one you can pass along so easily if you follow me.’

‘What my colleague here means Miss…’ began the first guy.

‘Lillian’ she smiled back at him, braces shining.

‘…Miss Lillian, is that we are here to threaten and/or severely injure your father and since he’s…currently unavailable we’re weighing our options. I’m afraid most of those don’t look good for you either.’ This man was smiling as he spoke, but it was the sort of smile a Chesire Cat might wear. Devious, cunning and, to Lillian’s warped senses, a little darkly arousing. He seemed to be enjoying the implication of harming the girl and for reasons unknown to herself she found this exciting.

Already ideas were forming, but she had to play her part well. Neither the black guy or the small one seemed as keen on the idea of roughing her up so this could work. She pouted her pink lips at the three henchmen, slipping off the couch and getting on her knees to beg at their feet, kneeling on the hardwood floor. All three guys couldn’t help but feel their crotch stir at the sight of the almost naked teen on her knees in front of them.

‘Please don’t hurt me or Daddy, I’m sure he’ll pay your employer back, he’s got lots of money.’

‘Sorry girly, but orders are orders and since you’re the only one here we might be forced into doing something drastic.’

As if suddenly happening upon an idea, Lillian changed her tone, still pleading but with a little more suggestion in it. ‘Please don’t hurt us Misters. I know you have to leave him a…strong message but if we do it in a way that no one gets hurt I’d be very…grateful.’

The eyes of the men looked to each other then back down to the girl as they caught her drift. The first guy, obviously their leader, pointed his gun at the kneeling beauty.

‘Are you sure you know what you’re getting at? We’re pretty serious here.’

Lillian responded by putting her lips around the gun’s short muzzle, keeping a straight face despite the horrible metal taste. She made sure they saw her soft tongue flick out to touch the hole.

‘So am I.’

‘Holy crap….’ said the small guy.

Her tone became a little more suggestive. ‘Maybe if instead of hurting Daddy with violence, you hurt him with a different sort of message. The message that his sixteen- year-old step-daughter got fucked airtight by three strangers working for your boss. Would that work Misters?’ Here she lowered the towel, letting it slide until it only barely revealed the nipples of her fleshy breasts.

The trio were stunned silent for a few seconds before Black Guy responded, nudging his friend. ‘Dude! Say yes!’ This pleased Lillian no end. It wasn’t as if she could stop them doing what they wanted, but now they were considering her idea like it was a deal to be made. The little one was nodding his head in agreement and the first guy’s large smile came back again slowly.

‘Sounds good to me boys. We have to deliver that message somehow after all.’ He leaned down and pushed his hand over a soft breast, fingers moving under the towel to pinch a nipple. She let out a soft moan at the touch, instantly stiffening each of the men under their pants, which they began to remove. Little Guy hesitated for a moment.

‘Are you guys sure this isn’t weird?’

First Guy shrugged, pulling his round cock out unashamed, looking down at the gorgeous teen.

‘Don’t think you’re getting out of this easy kid. You have to do what we say or else we’ll have to go back to Plan A. So open your mouth like a good little girl and stick that tongue out.’ Lillian nodded obediently and complied, tilting her head back and licking her chin with her tongue, waiting expectantly. First Guy began rubbing his cock head against the wet tongue, groaning at the smooth touch. Seconds later Lillian’s hands were both taken to wrap around more cocks, encouraged to start jerking them. On her left Black Guy’s was long and thick, not quite a monster but well on its way. Little Guy’s was about the same as First Guy’s, round and pleasant. When instructed to suck on the cock resting in her mouth Lillian complied again, enclosing the tip and enjoying it like a lolly. Hands now occupied, the girl was unable to hold the towel and it dropped around her legs, hiding the cleft nestled between her thighs but fully exposing her milky white breasts. Her nipples were suffused with blood, unconsciously hardening to signal her arousal.

After a couple of minutes Black Guy jerked her head from the cock she was attached to.