They were cordial outside the house – a show for the neighbors, not that they had many neighbors. But inside the house, Grace initiated the first touch and he slid a hand down her backside, squeezing the cheek briefly before pulling her in for a kiss.
“Did you want to go to my room or… the big room?” Grace asked teasingly. She had a ‘room’ in the house – it was actually a guest room she never used, but Robert doesn’t know that. The ‘big room’ was her father’s room. She and Robert had fucked on it before.
“I think you know the answer to that,” Robert murmured, nipping at her jawline.
She certainly did. When they got to ‘the big room’, she threw a glance at the large vanity mirror on one wall that conveniently faced the bed. It was a two-way mirror with a dark hidden room behind the wall. She knew King would be sitting quietly in there, watching.
Robert was already erect when they started fooling around on the bed. It turned him on knowing that he was fucking the daughter of a powerful man – if only he knew King was watching, getting his rocks off at the whole scene.
Grace made him sit up on the side of the bed facing the mirror and knelt between his legs. She unzipped his pants and impatiently tugged out his erection to suck on it. He gave a long exhale of pleasure, the whoosh of his breath brushing past her face.
“God you’re such a slut,” he whispered. “You like this older dick?”
She murmured in agreement and stuffed as much of his cock into her mouth as possible. He moaned and grabbed her by the hair and thrust gently into her mouth.
“Suck daddy’s cock,” he continued. “Good girl.”
Robert liked it when she called him daddy. Grace liked the irony of the situation.
“Take your top off, baby,” Robert said, letting go of her hair. “I want to see your tits.”
Grace complied, taking off her blouse and unhooking her bra. Robert still sat on the edge of the bed, drinking in the sight of her pert little breasts. She went further to unbutton her tight jeans and stripped all the way until she was completely naked. Robert’s dick jerked at the sight. She leaned down to kiss him and was about to return to kneeling between his legs when he stopped her.
“No, I think I need to be inside you now,” he said in a strained voice. “Turn around.”
Again, she obeyed and looked at herself in the mirror as she sat on Robert’s lap. His mouth kissed the back of her neck, his erection nestled against her ass and his hands wandered to caress her belly, her ribs, then cupped her breasts. King would be watching all of this behind the trick mirror. Grace got wet thinking of her father jerking off to this live porn. Robert’s fingers dipped down to slit and the slippery sounds they made was proof.
“God you’re so turned on,” Robert groaned. He shifted around so she stood between his legs, legs bent and posed right over his cock. He shifted forward a little, aimed his cock into the right place and pulled her down by the hips to penetrate her. Grace spread her legs a little so King could see Robert’s cock slide into her. Moaning, she gripped Robert’s knees as leverage and worked herself up and down his erection.
“Daddy,” she moaned. “Your dick feels so good.”
Her tits bounced as she worked up a pace, her expression twisted in ecstasy. Robert had leaned back to watch her ass slap against his hips as she rode him. “Good girl”, he grunted. “Ride your daddy. Fuck…”
“I’m gonna cum,” she gasped.
Robert then reached out to grab her hips, holding her steady, then thrust up to fuck into her. Grace cried out and buckled forward as she came unexpectedly. Robert’s dick slowed as she clamped hard around him.
“You’re horny today,” Robert chuckled. Grace laughed. He slid out of her and pushed her onto the bed on her back. He quickly took off his pants and boxers, leaving only his dress shirt on. “You think you can cum on daddy’s cock again?”
Without waiting for an answer, he climbed on top of her and slid into her again in one hungry movement. He fucked her into her father’s bed, the very idea of it spurring him on. They were yet again positioned so that King could probably see him penetrate her – Grace spread her legs further and urged more of Robert’s cock in.
“Cum in me,” she gasped loudly, loud enough for King to hear. “Daddy, I want your cum in me.”
Robert fucked her like his life depended on it, the wet sounds of her pussy and the slapping of flesh on flesh so loud in the large room. Grace couldn’t stop moaning at the deep thrusts, the pleasure building again.
“That’s it, good girl,” Robert praised her as he felt her tighten again around him. “Cum again, what a good girl.”
Her legs shook at a second climax and Robert let out a loud groan in her ear as she clenched around him again. Then he let out a cry as he unloaded inside her, his thick dick jerking and pulsating inside.
“Yes…” he panted. “Let daddy cum inside you. Fuck! You’re milking me.”
She didn’t let him slide out until every bit of semen was deposited in her. They kissed and touched, enjoying the afterglow for a few minutes until Robert went around cleaning up. Grace idly watched him dress while lounging on the bed.
“You’re gonna go now?” she asked sleepily.
“I should before your old man comes back,” Robert said. “But I do wish I could spend more time with you.”
Grace just mumbled in agreement.
“Didn’t you want to clean up?” he asked.
“I’m going to take a nap,” she said. “You can see yourself out?”
Robert shook his head with an amused expression. Grace could tell he wanted to hide all the evidence of what they did, but Robert also trusted her to hide the evidence. They had done this before – King had not yet confronted him. As far as Robert knew, they were sneaking around her father pretty successfully. Grace smiled to herself.
Robert reminded her to tell her dad about the documents he left on the table and left. Grace was too comfortable on the bed to do anything besides give a vague grunt. She rolled onto her stomach to watch Robert’s car drive away through the large windows, mockingly waving as he disappeared around the bend.
“He’s gone,” she announced to the trick mirror.
A few seconds later, King appeared through the bedroom door looking flushed, erection hanging out of open pants. She smiled at her father over her shoulder, wiggling her bare bottom slightly.
“Did you want me to turn around or…?”
“No,” King said curtly. He stripped off all his clothes – they were clothes he wore in the office – and climbed into bed on top of her. With knees on either side of her, his hands grabbed the flesh of her ass and spread the cheeks to look at the slippery crack and slit between her thighs. With a moan, he mounted her, slipping his very erect dick down into her pussy. She had to adjust the position, lifting her ass slightly in the prone position so he could find the right angle.
Her real daddy now fucked her, his moans loud and untamed.
“What you do to me,” he panted in her ear. “The shit you put me through.”
He roughly rutted into her, each thrust forcing a whimper out from her. Robert’s cum smeared between them, lubricating her father’s dick.
“Calling another man your daddy,” he grunted, thrusting, thrusting, thrusting. “Begging for his cum. Fucking him like that. You like that?”
“Yes,” Grace said, voice muffled by the mattress. “Yes daddy, I’m gonna cum again.”
He swore and pressed her head down on the bed as he railed into her. The large bed shook as he lost himself in her. “I’m gonna cum in my own daughter,” he gasped, slapping himself against her. Grace wasn’t sure who got more turned on by that admission.
Her third orgasm was less extreme, but she still felt herself flutter around her father’s cock, coaxing it to release inside her. He was loud, almost feral as he emptied his balls inside her.
“Baby,” he panted with a broken voice in her ear. That was the only time he ever called her that – when he was balls deep inside her and filling her with cum. “Fuck baby, I love you so much.”
Grace couldn’t help but smile at his words. When they first met when she had already become an adult, he had treated her like a stranger. Then they started fucking and he treated her like a stranger that he fucked. It took a while, but now Grace thought they had something special. Maybe something unconventional, probably something twisted, but it was love. It was their own brand of ‘natural’ and that was all she wanted to believe for now.
—
Grace felt oddly proud of herself as she sat in the passenger’s seat next to Garrett. Both of them had a few days off from university and they were now driving to King’s vacation lodge off the edge of the city. It was a ten minute drive to a ski resort and the most picturesque place you could ever be when it snowed. Grace had convinced Garrett to spend a few days of the holidays with her there.
They would be there at the same time as King and Robert – those two are there because the vacation home was also close to a meeting place for an important client. Of course, King had planned it so that the meeting would be close to his vacation home. It was all so innocently put together – King and Robert would go to their meeting, Grace and Garrett would have their skiing vacation, they would be sharing the lodge because King wanted to spend time with his daughter over the holidays.
She had no idea if Garrett or Robert would be okay with any of this. But when they arrived at the charming little wooden lodge and the four of them introduced each other, Robert gave her a heated once-over and a hug that lasted a little too long, even after she introduced Garrett as her ‘boyfriend’. Garrett gave her a look and she smiled at him. That was the only acknowledgement and Garrett never seemed uncomfortable, just amused. It seemed like at that moment Garrett and Robert understood each other.
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