“I hope your strategy works, Mr Morrison,” Bella stated. “If you’re wrong, you have to make love to your daughter. Of course, you could choose correctly, make love to one of the models, and then earn the extra $100,000 by also making love to your daughter on stage.”
Staggered, Alan mumbled, “What?”
“If you have read the rules of the game, then you know that even if you correctly choose a woman that isn’t your daughter, you can still win the major prize by making love to your daughter in front of the camera,” Bella explained. “That would give you a total prize of $120,000. Plus, 0.5% of any royalties the sales of your film generates.”
“Tempting,” Alan acknowledged. “But I know that is Alannah.” Pointing to Alexis again.
“Are you ready to make your choice, Mr Morrison?” Bella queried. “Or do you wish to taste the charms of the other models?”
Chuckling assuredly, Alan stated, “Oh, Ms Bella, I’ve made my choice. But I sure do wish to taste the charms of the other ladies.”
Skipping past Alexis, Alan knelt before Electra and repeated his techniques on Candy. Before long, she, too, exploded into a leg-wobbling orgasm. Satiated, Electra slowly sagged to the floor.
“Also, not my wife,” Alan iterated. “The taste wasn’t remotely familiar. Very sweet and pleasant, but not the same as Alice.”
“One more model to taste, Mr Morrison,” Bella said, struggling to keep the desire to watch Alan make love to his daughter’s pussy from her voice.
With lust evident in his voice, Alan said, as he moved across to the hole that displayed his daughter’s cunt “This model’s breasts were the best and most responsive that I tasted, Ms Bella. Truly, I’m longing to see if her pussy is also as responsive.”
“Taste away, Mr Morrison,” Bella invited. In her mind, she added, ‘Enjoy her pussy with your tongue because shortly, your big dick will be tearing open your daughter’s virginity.’
Taking his time, Alan stretched his arms high enough to fondle and tweak Alannah’s nipples as he nuzzled his nose onto her bare mons venus and softly ran his tongue over and around his daughter’s clitoris. How Alannah stopped herself from verbalising her response, I have no idea, but my cameras recorded her intense reaction to her father’s ministrations as she rocked through several back-to-back orgasms.
Finally, Alan sat back from his daughter’s shuddering body, “This woman is not my daughter,” he stated. “But she is the one I choose to make love to, to earn my $20,000.”
Intensely, Bella asked, “Are you sure, Mr Alan Morrison? From here, there is no turning back. If you wish to earn even the minimum prize, you, after making your decision, need to make love to your chosen woman. Plus, to win any prize at all, if it’s your daughter you have chosen, you have to make love to her on stage and film.”
“I am sure,” Alan avowed.
“Then stand so we can open the top curtains and check if you have chosen wisely,” Bella commanded.
Alan did as he was asked.
“Which woman do you choose to make love to?” Bella asked to confirm Alan’s choice.
Pointing at Alexis, Alan confidently stated, “The woman behind that curtain is my daughter, Alannah.” Then turning to point at his daughter, Alan added, “This is the woman I wish to make love to on stage,”
“Ladies, remove your curtains and reveal yourselves,” Mum requested.
Candy, at Roxy’s indication, revealed herself first. Next to pull the curtain back was Electra,
“50/50,” my mother intoned. “Mr Morrison, indicate which model you want to reveal next.”
Alan pointed at Alexis, “That is my daughter,” he stated. “Please, Alannah, reveal your pretty face so that Daddy can make love to the other girl and earn our reward.”
“Pull back your curtain,” Bella demanded.
“Oh, fuck!” Alan exclaimed as Alexis pulled back the curtain.
With his shoulders slumped, Alan turned towards the last remaining curtain, “Pull back the curtain, Princess,” Alan morbidly asked.
Smiling delightedly, Alannah pulled her curtain aside, “I get my wish, Daddy,” she crowed.
“Baby, I will not take your virginity,” Alan avowed. “You need to keep it for your husband, just as your mother did for me.”
Walking around the partition, Alannah took her father’s hand in hers before saying, “I have fantasised about you taking my virginity since I made puberty, father. I fouled off many attempts and offers ever since. Jacob wants to marry me, Dad. But he wants you to take my virginity first. Then, after that, we want you to marry Roxy and for us to live together in Xavier’s compound.
“We can live with Roxy and her family until Jacob and I have built our forever home. Then Jacob and I will fill our home with children, and you will marry and live with Roxy.”
“Just like that, huh, Princess?” Alan said.
“Deny to me that you love Roxy, Daddy,” Alannah replied. “Then tell me again that I’m wrong.”
“Jaysus, Princess,” Alan confessed. “Roxy is entirely different to your mother, but you already know I love her. Roxy is earthy and grounded, and we both know she is precisely what we need.”
“Daddy, the money you would earn fucking someone else and then me is a pittance compared to the Johnses fortune,” Alannah reminded her father. “So we should complete the movie and then join their family. That way, we’ll share their money and good fortune. Neither of us will ever find someone as compatible as I am with Jacob, and you are with Roxy.”
Alan hugged his daughter close to his expansive chest and said, “It’s so sudden, Princess. Two days ago, we were sleeping in our car, trying not to freeze to death, wondering where our next meal would come from. Now you’re talking about marrying a man you met yesterday and marrying me off to a woman I met when you met the man you said you would marry.
“Princess, what kind of man tells his virgin future wife to give her virginity to her father?”
“One that wants to fulfil every single one of my fantasies, Daddy.”
Alan tried to inject some levity into the conversation, “Oh, Princess,” he drawled. “At eighteen, you have so many fantasies to fulfil?”
Staring at her father intently, Alannah replied, “You have no idea, Dad! I used to love listening to you and Mum make love and rub myself raw, imagining joining you in bed with her. Plus, I had a recurring dream of sucking my husband as my big Daddy fucked me from behind. And those are only the ones that come to mind straight away.
“Since meeting Roxy and Bella, I want to make love with them, too. And Xavier! OMG, those dreamy eyes of his. Then there’s Jacob, the man I know will be with me forever.”
The actresses were getting impatient. Their role in this movie was over, and they would be paid a solid amount for doing nothing more than have their tits groped and their pussies licked. Plus, if sales on this movie exceeded $1,000,000, they’d receive a quarterly payment of 0.05% of the sales in perpetuity. This royalty passed on to their inheritors after their death. So, of course, they were keen to get changed and ride the limo back to Peter’s offices before heading home.
Realising this, Bella stepped in, “Alan and Alannah, it’s time to step up or walk away,” she stated. “Will you make love, earn your prize, or sacrifice the chance of a lifetime and walk away?”
Alannah wrapped her slender arms around her father’s neck and snuggled into his neck. Then kissing her father’s jaw, she whispered, “Make love to me, Daddy.”
Chapter 3: The Movie Part II
Alan couldn’t resist any longer. The constant teasing he’s endured from Roxy and Bella, and even his daughter herself, plus the excitement of touching and tonguing the three models, had Alan’s libido maxed out. Try as he could to prevent it, his thick and long cock grew to full bloom.
Feeling her father’s big dick hardening under her tight buttocks pleased Alannah no end, and she smiled and wriggled her sexy buns over it, “Yes, Daddy,” she sighed. “I want you just as badly.”
Alan tried one more time, “Are you sure, Princess? If you’re marrying Jacob, shouldn’t you wait and give it to him on your wedding night?”
“Make love to me, Daddy,” Alannah whispered again.
“Okay, baby,” Alan sighed.
“Slowly and gently, Daddy,” Alannah pleaded. “Show me how much you love me.”
“I will, Princess,” Alan confirmed, standing up with his daughter held in his strong arms.
Jacob and Roxy raced to move the partition aside, revealing the big sofa I used for my other experiments. At the same time, I sent the models to change and go home.
Alannah turned her head to see the couch and purred, “Perfect. Look, Daddy. It’s huge!”
Roxy had placed a white towel on the couch. Both to protect the coverings and for evidence that Alannah was a virgin. Once Alannah and her father finished making love, I’d record some footage of the towel before offering it as a souvenir to Alannah.
Ushering the pair to the sofa, Bella whispered something to the two of them. Alannah giggled as Alan vehemently shook his head, “We’ll do it,” she laughed. “Come on, Daddy. Xavier is recording my defloration. If we do it as Bella suggests, we’ll be able to watch you make me a woman over and over again.”
“We shouldn’t be doing this, Princess,” Alan growled.
But he knew that battle was lost, so he gently lay his daughter on the couch, with her sexy bottom resting on the pristine white towel. Standing, Alan gazed lustfully at his daughter before quickly shedding his clothes. Naked, his thick, 7+-inch cock bobbed and throbbed in anticipation. Then, with his hands shaking, Alan coaxed Alannah into a sitting position and carefully peeled her tight top off, exposing Alannah’s beautifully full breasts.
Cupping one of those gorgeous C-sized half-melons in his big hand, Alan ran his thumb softly over and around Alannah’s nipple as he leaned forward to kiss his daughter’s full lips.
“Oh, Daddy,” Alannah sighed when Alan broke the kiss. “That feels so good. Kiss my breast, Daddy. Suck it into your mouth.”
Doing as his daughter asked, Alan sucked the nipple that wasn’t in his hand into his mouth and battered it with his tongue. Alannah tilted her head, arched her back, and pressed her tits up at her father’s mouth.
Running her hands through her father’s salt and pepper-sprinkled hair, Alannah began moaning her appreciation for what Alan was doing.
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