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Chapter Two
When I arrived home from my excursion I found my daughter waiting for me. She was sitting at the kitchen table. Before I could hand her the things I picked up for her at Target she said, “Dad, we need to talk.”
“About what?” I asked as my face turned bright red.
“About you barging into my room last night,” she said with a stern tone in her voice. “You can’t do that. I’m practically an adult, and I need my privacy. So can I have a lock on my door?”
While I agreed with what she said in principal, the pervert side of me still wanted the option to barge in on her any time I wanted, so I decided to play the dad card by saying, “Honey, you’re only sixteen and as long as you live in my house you have to follow my rules. And if you have your stereo, TV or lights on after 11 P.M. I reserve the right to enter your room. I will try to knock, but there’s no guarantee that I’ll do that.”
“Not fair,” she screamed.
“Life isn’t fair,” I replied.
“So what you’re saying is that you won’t install a lock?” she screamed.
“That’s exactly what I’m saying,” I replied.
“I hate you,” she screamed before storming out of the kitchen and up to her room.
After that argument she wouldn’t talk to me for at least a few days. She would give me that angry look when we ate, when I drove her to school, and when she walked past me. While her silent treatment hurt, it didn’t bother me, because when she was angry, she looked even hotter.
Now that I’ve brought you up to speed with what happened after my first encounter with Bella I’ll tell you not much happened over the next month. While Jacy was in school I worked, jerked off into her soiled panties, chatted with other deviant dads on AOL, and worked. Weekends were torture. Most of my time was spent chauffeuring her around, or watching her and her friend’s parade around the house. The only time I could relieve the horniness was in my office after she’d gone to bed.
The highlight of my week was my weekly visits with Bella. In each session we role-played new ways for me to seduce her. While they were hot they seemed like cliché, and unrealistic like a father walking in on his daughter masturbating, he joins her, and then they have sex. Another involved her wanting money for something, and to get me to give it to he we’d fuck. Yeah scenarios like that would really happen. However fucking her was awesome. In the time we spent together I felt free. Free to not only to bring my fantasies to life, but also free to be able to talk to her about anything and not feel judged over my feelings and desires.
The only other place I kind of felt free to talk about such things were in special AOL chat rooms like “Walked in on daughter,” or “Family.” There was a certain feeling of liberation telling strangers your darkest desires, but I was cautious about it since I had no idea who I was really talking to.
I guess this brings to the week of March 24th 2006. That week was going to suck, because Jacy was going to be gone. She was going to spend a week with my brother, his wife and their kids. Normally I’d go too, while things between us were better they weren’t great. I thought it might be best to give her some space. It also meant I was free to do what I wanted.
The first thing I did was bring my laptop to her room. I’d lie on her bed wearing only my boxers, and play with my cock while chatting about her. And depending on how many times I’ve chatted with someone I’d send them pics of Jacy. And sometimes, on special occasions I’d chat with them on the phone, and we’d jerk off while talking about all the things we wanted to do to her.
However, Dinamo99, my favorite person to chat with never wanted to chat on the phone. Like me he also had a 16 year-old daughter. Unlike me he was way more devious. He told me that I should jerk off into her soap, shampoo and conditioner so whenever she showered or bathe she’d wipe my cum all over her body. He also suggested something I didn’t think I’d ever do, jerk off into the mayo and spread it on the sandwiches I made for her. I didn’t think I’d do that on account I used the mayo too.
So there I was chatting with people in a room called “Daddy” when Dinamo99 messaged me and asked, “What are you doing?”
“Rubbing precum all over my daughters comforter,” I replied.
“Sounds like you’re getting more and more out of your comfort zone,” he said.
“I guess I am lol,” I typed.
“Where is Miss Jacy?” he asked.
“Out of town with relatives,” I replied.
“So daddy is home all by himself?” he asked.
“Yes I am,” I replied.
“You going to see your hooker?” he asked.
“Maybe tomorrow or the day after that,” I replied.
“So you’re going to be all alone until then?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’ll have no one to talk to until then,” I typed. “Unless you finally want to chat on the phone.”
“I think we can do that,” he said. “I’m feeling extra horny today.”
“Really?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he replied. “What’s your number?”
I then gave him my number and eagerly awaited his call. Within seconds my flip phone rang. I opened it and said, “Hello.”
I was surprised when the voice on the other end said, “Hello,” because it wasn’t the voice of a man, but rather a woman with a beautiful southern drawl.
“You’re a woman!” I said.
“You thought I was a man?” she asked laughing.
“Yes,” I replied.
“What made you think that?” she asked.
“Your screen name,” I replied.
“My name is Dina,” she said.
“I thought you just spelled dynamo incorrectly,” I said laughing.
“You’re silly,” she said. “So you’re on your daughter’s bed playing with yourself?”
“Yes,” I said while stroking my cock. “I’ve already jerked off into her dirty panties.”
“You got it bad for her don’t you?” she asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“That makes my pussy so wet,” she said. “You want to know something?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“I’ve been telling my daughter all about you,” she said. “I told her how bad you want your baby girl. She started playing with her pussy as I told her how you masturbate thinking about her every day and night, but you know you can’t have her. You know what she said?”
“What?” I asked as my strokes got a little faster.
“That she wished she had a daddy,” she said. “She would show her daddy how much she loved him.”
“Oh God,” I moaned as cum shot out of my cock.
“Sounds like that excited you,” Dina said while giggling. “Was it a large load?”
“Yeah,” I replied. “It’s all over bed. Looks like I’m going to have some laundry to do.”
“Poor baby,” she said. “If I was there I’d do it for you.”
“You wouldn’t have to do that,” I said.
“You are a true gentleman,” she said laughing. “Would you like to a see a picture of me and my baby?
“Yes,” I said.
Seconds later I heard Dina say, “You got mail.”
After opening her email I was blown away. It was a bikini shot of the two of them at the beach. Dina had long black hair, looked like she weighed 130-135lbs and had massive tits. Her daughter, Jenna also had long black hair, probably weighed around 110-120lbs, and her breasts were smaller, but still looked like they were more than a handful.
“You two are beautiful,” I said.
“You are so sweet,” she said. “Can you send me one of you and Jacy?”
“Yes,” I replied as I attached a picture to message and hit send.
Seconds later I heard her squeal, “You are so handsome. I know my daughter would love you. I can’t wait to show her your picture. She’s going to be very jealous of Jacy.”
“Why would you say that?” I asked.
“Because Jacy doesn’t treat her daddy like he deserves to be treated,” she said. “She doesn’t suck her daddy’s cock. She doesn’t let her daddy eat her tight pussy. And she doesn’t let her daddy fuck her. Does she?”
“No,” I said.
“Her daddy has to hire hookers and pretend she’s Jacy,” she said. “If you were my daughter’s daddy she would be very appreciative. Do you like how that sounds?”
“Yes,” I replied stroking my revived cock.
“If you were here with us you’d have a mommy and daughter who’d give you everything you want,” she said. “We’d be the perfect family.”
“That sounds amazing,” I replied as I continued stroking.
“Are you thinking about fucking my Jenna?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied.
“Does that excite you?” she asked.
“Yes it does,” I replied.
“Would you cum on her tits?” she asked.
“Yes,” I replied as I took my strokes to warp factor 9.
“Cum all over my baby’s tits,” she demanded.
The movie of that played in my mind. I imagined Jenna in Jacy’s room, sprawled out on her bed. I just pulled my cock out of her pussy, and sprayed it all over her tight teenage body, but in reality I shot it all over my daughter’s bed.
“Did daddy cum?” she asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“Would daddy like me to call him at this time tomorrow?” she asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow daddy,” she said. “I’m really glad I finally got the nerve to talk to you on the phone.”
“Me too,” I said. “I wish I knew you were a woman when I met you?”
“Why do you say that?” she asked giggling.
“Because I would of rather played with you on the phone instead of all those guys,” I said laughing.
“Tomorrow, we are going to have so much fun playing together,” she said.
“I can’t wait,” I replied.
“Me neither,” she said right before hanging up.
My mind was still trying to process that my best online friend was actually a woman. I guess I just assumed that every person in those chat rooms were either guys, or guys pretending to be women. However, that encounter left me even hornier. So I flipped open my phone and called Bella.
“Hi daddy,” she cooed after only three rings.
“Hi baby,” I replied. “I was wondering if you might have some time to see me today?”
“I would love to,” she said. “I’m free around 4:30.”
“I was hoping for something sooner,” I said in a disappointed tone.
“Then you should’ve called me earlier,” she said. “I have other appointments.”
I didn’t want to hear that. I mean I knew she was a hooker, and fucked other men, but for some reason I convinced myself that I was her one and only. So I took a deep breath before saying, “4:30 will work.”
“How did I know you were going to say that?” she asked laughing.
“Because I’m a guy,” I said laughing.
“I was going to say because you have a penis,” she said as she continued laughing. “Which pretty much means the same thing.”
“It totally means the same thing,” I replied. “So I guess I’ll see you at 4:30 at the usual place.”
“Not today,” she said. “If you were on any of the local escort boards you’d know I’m in Cobb County today, in and around the Galleria.”
“Much closer,” I said.
“I’ll see you at 4:30,” she said. “And you should kill the next few hours by joining and checking out exciteatlanta.com and scorpiosweb.com. They are the best two review boards in the city.”
“Yes ma’am.” I said before saying goodbye and hanging up the phone.
I wasn’t going to go to those sites. I didn’t want to read other people’s reviews of her. I didn’t want to know what she did with other men. I wanted to maintain the illusion that I was her one and only. Doing that made me feel better. Scratch that, it made our relationship seem normal rather than a business relationship.
Since I had several hours to kill before my appointment I decided to do something productive, put Jacy’s linens in the hamper to be washed, and put fresh ones on her bed. I then had some lunch, jerked off into her panties, showered, watched some TV, and then got ready to leave.
I got to the hotel about fifteen minutes early. I sat in the parking lot reading the paper as I waited for the clock to strike 4:30. When it did I flipped open my phone and called her. Before I could say hello she said, “I’m in Room 102. Don’t knock on the door, it’s slightly open so you can just walk right in.”
“Okay,” I replied before hanging up.
I then got out of my car, walked into the hotel, and then toward her room. I opened the slightly ajar door and entered the room. She was standing by the bathroom and whispered, “Close the door quietly.”
After I did that she walked over, got on her tippy toes and gave me a kiss. When our lips separated she said, “I really hate being so close to the front desk?”
“Why?” I asked.
“It just makes me feel uncomfortable,” she said while she pouted. “I tried asking for another room, but they said they were all booked up. But you didn’t come here to listen to me go on about my problems, you came here for something else, didn’t you daddy?”
“Yes I did baby,” I said as she grabbed me by my right hand and walked me to the bed.
“Was daddy being naughty today?” she asked as she got down on her knees.
“Yes,” I said. “I jerked off on Jacy’s bed.”
“Do you want to roleplay me walking in on you doing that?” she asked as she unzipped my pants.
“That would be great,” I said.
“Do you want me dressed or undressed when I walk in on you?” she asked as she pulled out my dick and started stroking it.
“Dressed,” I said.
“This is going to be so much fun daddy,” she said as stood-up and watched me undress. “Is there any way you want me to react?”
“I want you to act grossed out,” I said as I put my clothes on the dresser.
“Got it daddy,” she said as she ran toward the bathroom, and I climbed on the bed and started stroking.
Seconds later she walked out of the bathroom while pretending to talk on her phone. She was pretending to talk about school or something. At first she pretended to be startled by dropping her phone, and as soon as she picked it up she said, “Let me call you right back.”
I continued stroking as stood there wide eyed. After a second or two she said, “Dad why are you doing that in my room?”
I didn’t say anything, I just continued stroking.
“This is gross,” she said trying not to smile.
“It’s not gross,” I said. “You play with yourself every night in here.”
“But it’s my bed,” she said crossing her arms defiantly.
“Did you pay for the bed?” I asked.
“No,” she said.
“Then it’s my bed,” I said.
After those words escaped from my mouth she started laughing. Then I started laughing. For close to five minutes that’s all we did. As the laughter started to taper off I said, “I guess you could say that was kind of cheesy.”
“Just a little,” she replied as she joined me on the bed.
“The scenarios just seem a little too porno cliché,” I said as I put her right hand on my swollen member.
“Of course they do,” she said as started playing with my penis. “We were just roleplaying. In the real world things like that don’t happen overnight.”
I thought to myself that that was an odd thing to say. I started wondering if she had an incestuous relationship with her dad or was she just saying that to excite me. I wanted to know, but felt it wasn’t my place to ask. So instead I said, “Do you want to suck my dick?”
A smiled beamed across her face as she said, “Yes.”
She then jumped off the bed and quickly shed her clothes, revealing her flawless 85lb, 34A-24-34 body. After retuning to the bed, and placing herself between my legs, her face hovered above my cock. Saliva fell from her mouth and onto it like drizzle on a spring day. As she moved her head down and started to engulf it there was rapid knocking from the other side of the door and a voice yelling, “This is the hotel manager and hotel security, we’re coming in.”
Immediately she jumped off the bed and started getting dressed. I just sat there in shock not knowing what to do next. As the door started opening she whispered, “Get dressed.”
Time wasn’t on my side. If I were to get out of the bed the hotel manager and his two goons would’ve seen me in my birthday suit. So instead I pulled the covers up to my neck as I said, “Is there a problem?”
“Yes there is,” the manager said. “We believe this room is being used for prostitution, and we are going to detain both of you so you two can have a conversation with the Cobb County Sheriff’s Department.”
Bella looked like she was about to freak out. She turned pale white and was starting to cry.
“Why do believe this room was being used for prostitution?” I asked while trying to remain calm.
“Since she checked in this morning we noticed four men, including you entering this room,” the manger said as if he was channeling Joe Friday from “Dragnet.”
“Are guests not allowed to have visitors?” I asked.
“They are,” he said.
“So you’re assuming because she had a few male visitors that she’s a prostitute?” I asked.
That question appeared to throw him off his game. He stood there for several seconds trying to figure out what to say next. Eventually he said, “As we were observing the room we heard the sounds of sexual activity.”
“Okay,” I said. “People have sex in hotels all the time. Did you observe any monetary transactions take place?”
“No,” he said in a stern but frustrated tone. “But if we looked in her purse I’d bet we’d find a lot of money.”
“Money that she very well could’ve had before she even set foot in this hotel,” I said. “You have no case her, so please leave the room.”
“You’re right,” he said. “However as the manager of this Comfort Inn I have the right to ask you to leave. You have five minutes to get dressed and collect your belongings. We’ll be outside the room, so when you finish we’ll escort you out.”
“On what grounds are you kicking us out?” I yelled.
“Behaving in a disorderly manner. End of story,” he said as he and his two goons exited the room.
“What am I going to do?” Bella cried as she took all of her outfits out of the drawers. “I’m so fucked.”
As I was getting dressed I replied, “Here’s what’s going to happen, I’m going to walk you to your car, you’re going to go home and forget this ever happened.”
“I didn’t drive here,” she cried. “My ride isn’t going to be able to pick me up until after eleven. I have nowhere to go.”
“Change of plans then,” I said. “We’re going to walk to my car, get in it, and then you can hang at my house until your ride can pick you up. I have plenty of food, wi-fi, video games, and cable.”
“Thank you,” she said as she grabbed her bags and headed to the door.
The manager and security followed us out to my car. One of them took pictures of us, while the other wrote down my license plate. As we were about to leave the manager knocked on my window as he said, “The two of you are banned from this Comfort Suite.”
I then started my car, and pulled out of their parking lot. As I turned onto Cobb Parkway she started crying as she said, “I’m so fucked.”
“No you’re not,” I said as I put my right hand on her knee as a way to comfort her. “The worst that happened was that you’re banned from that one Comfort Inn. In the scope things it’s not bad, especially since there are hundreds of hotels you can work out of.”
“I know,” she said as she wiped away the tears on her face. “I’m just thinking if something like this happens again they could take my daughter away from me. And I would die if that happens.”
“You have a daughter,” I asked.
“Yeah,” she said. “She’s two, and is the best thing to ever happened to me.”
“You don’t have to answer this, but is the father part of hers and your lives?” I asked.
“No,” she relied. “He was out of my life before she was born.”
“I know how tough it is raising a child on your own,” I said.
“I’m not raising her on my own,” she said. “My dad and sister are helping me.”
“That’s cool that your family’s helping,” I said.
She started laughing as she said; “He was livid when I told him I was pregnant. I thought he was going to kick me out but after he calmed down he said he’d do whatever he could to raise her and help out financially.”
“That’s good,” I said.
I wanted to ask if she worked as an escort to help support her daughter, but I thought her answer would be a resounding yes. Instead I just made small talk until the ringing of her phone interrupted us. She looked at the number of the incoming call and answered it seductively by saying, “Hi baby.”
After she listened to him talk for a few seconds she said, “I’m sorry that you made the trip but hotel security kicked me out we’ll have to reschedule for another time.”
A few seconds later she said, “I know I should’ve called but I was kind of freaking out.”
Another few seconds passed before she said; “Of course I’ll make it up to you another time.”
She then hung up the phone before saying, “I hate that guy so much.”
“Then why do you see him?” I asked while hoping she doesn’t say the same thing about me.
“Because he pays,” she said.
“That’s not a good answer,” I said.
“Well he’s one of the most prolific reviewers on the boards,” she said. “I’m actually afraid he’s going to post about this. He can be kind of a dick if he doesn’t get his way.”
“That sucks,” I replied. “I hope you don’t think I’m a dick too.”
“Oh God no,” she said. “You’re one of my favorite clients.”
“I bet you say that to all your clients,” I said laughing.
“Not true,” she said with a smile. “If it was anyone else I would’ve had you drop me off at the mall. I would’ve just hung out there until my ride could pick me up.”
“That makes me feel special,” I said.
“You are special,” she said.
“Well having a beautiful girl in my car makes me feel extra special,” I said.
She smiled brightly as I said that.
For the next few minutes nothing was said. That is until we approached the McDonald’s that was close to my house. At which point she said, “I’m hungry, think we could hit the drive-thru?”
“If that’s what the lady wants, that’s what the lady gets,” I said as I pulled into the restaurants parking lot. A few minutes later we drove away with a Big Mac, a cheeseburger, two small fries, one large Coke, and one small Diet Coke.
Minutes later we arrived at my house. When we walked into it through the entrance in the garage she said, “Your house is huge.”
“It was my wife’s dream home,” I said as we walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table. “She fell in love with it the moment she saw it, and because I loved her so much I gave her everything she wanted. I don’t mean to pry, but can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” she said after she took a bite from her cheeseburger and nibbled on a fry.
“Why do you escort?” I asked after I took a giant bite from my sandwich.
She sat there looking like she was trying to think of an appropriate answer. After she finished her burger she said, “What do you want to hear, the canned response I tell clients when they ask why I do this or the truth?”
“Both,” I said right before I took a sip from my soda.
“When clients usually ask I tell them it’s because I love sex and can’t get enough,” she said.
“But you do love sex,” I said as I finished my Big Mac.
“I love, love, love sex,” she said laughing.
“I’m guessing loving sex is a prerequisite,” I said. “So what’s the real reason?”
“It’s hard to get a good paying job when you’re a high school dropout,” she said looking down at the floor.
“Do you like doing it?” I asked.
“Most of the time I do,” she said. “There are times when it’s gross, but there are also great times, like meeting you.”
She got up from her chair at the table, walked over to me, gave me a kiss and then asked, “Do you want to give me a tour?”
“Yes,” I said as I stood-up, grabbed her by the hand. “This room is obviously the kitchen.”
She laughed at that as we exited the kitchen and I took her from room to room. I showed her the living, room, the family room, and my office in the basement. The tour neared the end as we went to the top floor where I showed her my room, Jacy’s playroom, the guest room, and finally Jacy’s bedroom.
Once in there Bella started looking around at all of her stuffed animals located on the shelves by the window. She started looking at the pictures of her and her friends that hung on her corkboard and around the windows. As she perused her clothes in the closet I said, “Maybe being in here isn’t a good idea.”
“Haven’t you ever snooped through her stuff before?” Bella asked as she rummaged through her sweaters on the closets top shelf.
“No,” I said. “Jacy’s a good girl, she never gave me any reason to look through her stuff.”
“Everyone as secrets,” Annabelle said as she pulled a cigar box that was hidden under a pile of sweaters. “You do, I do, and now it appears Jacy does too.”
Bella then opened the box. In it were pictures of her mom, some letters from her mom, two letters from her school that were addressed to me, and unopened box of condoms. When I saw the condoms my heart started beating faster. I thought I was having a heart attack. I sat down on the bed in order to compose myself.
“Do you think she’s having sex?” I asked with a slight stutter.
“They are unopened,” she said. “If I had to guess she’s probably thinking about having sex.”
“With who?” I asked.
“A boy,” she said. “If I had to guess it’s probably the boy she was fantasizing about when you walked in on her.”
“I don’t want to hear that,” I said.
“Is daddy jealous?” she asked laughing.
“A little,” I replied.
“Poor daddy,” she said.
“I want her so bad,” I said. “The thought of her fucking anyone but me is driving me crazy.”
“I know it is,” she said trying to comfort me. “You need to be prepared that if she’s not doing it already she’s going to be having sex, and most likely not with you.”
“That doesn’t make me feel any better,” I said.
“It’s not supposed to,” she said.
“But I want her so badly,” I cried. “I know I’m not supposed to feel this way, and it’s killing me that I do.”
“Do you want me to make you feel better?” she asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“Go downstairs and wait for me to call you,” she said.
As I walked out of the room I saw her putting the box back in the closet, and looking through Jacy’s clothes. By the time I got downstairs I was consumed by rage, not at the possibility of my daughter having sex, but rather at myself. All I did was talk about my desire for her, never how or if I would be able to get what I want. At that moment I knew I needed a plan on how to fuck my daughter.
For the next twenty minutes or so I started formulating a plan of seduction techniques. Those are something I’m not very used to. Back in college I didn’t have to try too hard to seduce the woman who eventually became my wife. All it took was some beer and bad jokes to get that ball rolling. Tactics like that would never work on my daughter. At that moment I wished I dated more women, because if I did I would’ve actually developed seduction skills.
Before I could continue formulating my plan of attack Bella yelled, “I’m ready,” from the top of the stairs.
I quickly ran up the stairs toward Jacy’s room only to find her door closed. I knocked on it as I said, “It’s dad, may, I come in?”
‘I guess,” she said.
I opened the door and saw Bella wearing one of Jacy’s nightgowns. It wasn’t very sexy, but it looked amazing on her. She was lying on the bed pretending to readTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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