Unknown: High School Scandals

Kathy took them, glanced down, then back up at Dallas and at her father. “See daddy? I told he was a great guy. He wasn’t going to blackmail you with these.”

Collins shook his bead, and she put the pictures in his big hand. Briefly, he scanned through them, his face not betraying any emotion. Then he said, “Tear these up, hell I’m going to keep them forever. They’re the start of a new collection I hope I never saw anything so beautiful.”

Kathy burst into delighted laughter, and even Dallas felt a grin moving his lips. Then he said, “Well-I’d better be going now.”

“Let’s go, then,” Kathy said “Or didn’t you know that we’re going with you, daddy and me? One of the boys will drive daddy’s car home and park it out front. You know where I live Dallas?”

He did, after she showed him, after she guided the bug into town and across it to the spacious home with the pool out back, to the house that, would now really be a home for her and her father.

“Come on in,” Collins said. “Kathy won’t have it any other way, and me-well, I may be hardheaded, but I’m not stupid.”

The, house was furnished with a bar, and Dallas gratefully accepted a double shot, straight. That went down so well he took another, matching Collins drink for drink. Kathy had skipped off somewhere into the depths of the house, on an errand of her own, leaving them alone to settle what they had to, on their own.

“Well,” Collins said gruffly, “I never thought I’d be drinking with a man who’s been screwing my baby girl. She told me about that, and how she lays those boys too. What the hell could I say with my own shaft up her at the time?”

There was a warm glow in Dallas’s belly and a faint buzz in his head. He said, “I know what you mean. She’s terrific, your daughter I wish you all the best with her.”

“What do you mean?” Collins asked, splashing more rich and expensive bourbon into their glasses.

“Why,” Dallas answered, “I mean the best of luck with Kathy. She needs all your love and devotion, and she’s a bright girl; she’ll waltz right on through college.”

Collins took a big swallow of his drink Dallas did the same. Collins said, “She’s a long way from that-two years, anyhow. And I just might take an apartment for us in that college town up north.”

“That’s what I mean,” Dallas said, finishing his drink and waiting for Collins to do the same.

“You and Kathy; here’s to you both.”

Frowning, Collins said, “I always knew you were some kind of goddamned dingaling. What the hell do you think you’re doing here now, just drinking up my booze? She made me bring you home because she says I have to learn to share and not arguing with my beautiful little girl not any more.”

She said, “That’s right daddy.”

They turned on the barstools to look at her. She was bathed and fresh, her red hair long down her back and her skin glowing with youthful vitality. Kathy Collins was also stark naked, and the twin nipples-of dainty tits took aim at them both, backed up by the gleaming beacon of her pussy.

She said, “You both get cleaned up now, and I’ll be waiting.”

Somehow, Dallas managed to get through a shower, although the cold water didn’t do a thing to clear his head or stop the blood from leaping so violently and hotly through his arteries. Then he couldn’t find his pants and decided he didn’t need them anyway. Wrapped in a fluffy bath towel, he made two wrong turns before discovering her at the head of the stairs.

“Up here darling,” she called down. “I want this to take place in my own room.”

The room was still little-girl, all pink and ruffles, with only a couple of acid posters to show how she was growing up. There were dolls on a chair and a makeup table that sent swirls of perfume into the air. The bed was queen-sized, and its covers had already been pulled back. The sheets were pristine, the pillows waiting.

“Come on in daddy,” she said, and I saw Collins enter, a silk robe drawn tight by the width of his shoulders.

Kathy lay down on her bed, making room for them, saying, “I want you both. I want both of you to kiss me and to love me and to fuck me. Do you hear that daddy? I didn’t say do it or make it, I said fuck me. That’s how we’re all going to be, up front with everything from now on.”

“Whatever you say,” her father answered, climbing onto the bed.

“Over here Dallas,” she said. “I’d like to begin by you two kissing me all over, from top to bottom.”

It was a good beginning, for they adored her with kisses, shared her sweetly trembling body with their lips and tongues. They ran questing hands over the sleek, small body, touching her everywhere. Dallas touched heads with Coffins, and sometimes their hands brushed as they caressed the girl, but neither of them drew back.

“Now,” she said, “please get on top of me Dallas. Put your beautiful prick into my pussy and sink it all the way to the balls. You see, I want to eat daddy this time. Then we’ll change over so he can fuck me while I give you head.”

Odd, Dallas thought, but there was no awkwardness as the three of them moved together. He set the head of his cock against the marvelous resistance of her torried little cunt lips and saw Collins curling himself across the bed to present the huge knob of his prick to his daughter’s face.

In went Dallas’s shaft, pushing, finding the silken depths, knowing again the fabulous richness of Kathy’s pussy, and he cupped the cheeks of her exquisite ass as he fed his meat to the root.

“Ummm,” she said, her lips and tongue busy upon another cockhead, her vagina rippling to caress his own. He saw her mouth spread wide to take in that purplish ball, to get it lack along her tongue and between her teeth.

Dallas started to stroke moving his prick in Kathy’s feverish little cunt.

School was just beginning for them all, and he could see there would be a long, hot Summer ahead.