Shirley James - Daddy_s darling

When she walked in, Paul was sitting on the sofa, picking his teeth with a toothpick.

"They didn't even know we were missing," he grinned, "I think Hamilton's in the shower with those two sluts of his. Who knows what they're doing in there."

"I wouldn't be too hard pressed to guess," chuckled Sue, "I have a good idea. I'll go inside and sex it up a little bit with all of them. That way, Hamilton won't suspect any hanky-panky. When we hit him with the blackmail notes and the photos, it'll be a complete surprise to the louse!"

"Good idea," said Paul. He pointed to a book that was sitting on the bottom of Hamilton's bookshelf. The book was "War and Peace".

"Do you see that book there?" Paul asked.

"What about it?" answered Sue.

"I've got those Polaroid's hidden in there. Hamilton will never read that book, so he'll never find the pictures. I'll just keep them in there until I'm ready to leave, and we'll retrieve the prints later."

"Why don't we threaten him right away?" asked Sue.

"No. Not while I'm a guest in his house. I have a few scruples left," replied Paul.

"Well, you figure out whatever you want. In the meantime, I'm going to see what they're doing in the shower," replied Sue. She left Paul standing there. He watched the well-built secretary disappear into the bathroom. As soon as the door clicked shut, he reached for the copy of "War and Peace", took out the pictures, and replaced them with a note. The note read: I know you have the other pictures, slut, but you'll be sorry if you try to use them. Chuckling insanely, Paul ripped the sleazy pictures up into about thirty pieces, then he went into the other bathroom, and flushed them down the toilet.

Meanwhile, Sue Carson found herself in the middle of a sordid scene. The two girls, Daphne and Tricia, were busy soaping up their father. Hamilton lay in the bottom of the tub like a sultan. The two girls were scrubbing him and kissing him. His erect cock protruded out of the water like a periscope of an ersatz submarine. All three of them were naked. Sue stood in front of them, hands on her hips, her tits jutting proactively through her thin top.

"And what might be going on in here?" she asked cheerily. Hamilton opened his eyes, and saw his well endowed little secretary. He couldn't believe she had the nerve to return.

"Sue Carson!" he blurted, "What are you doing here? I thought you left with my brother, Paul! To tell the truth, I thought you were both gone for good!"

"Then you knew we had left!" exclaimed Sue.

"Sure I did. As a matter of fact, I was glad. It left the whole house to me and my girls!" As he spoke, Tricia and Daphne looked at Sue defensively. They had enough trouble with the rivalry between themselves. They didn't want another female to get into the picture.

"We can take care of Daddy," said Tricia, arching her back and tossing back her long mane of silky hair.

"Yeah, we'll take care of Daddy," said Daphne. Her little breasts shook defiantly.

"Nonsense. I'm sure your father would like the expert attentions of an older woman. Wouldn't you, Hamilton, dear?" said Sue sweetly. Her pussy was right in Hamilton's face.

"Well, I don't know…" stammered Hamilton.

Sue dropped to her knees and popped Hamilton's soapy cock into her mouth. It tasted bitter at first, but she soon washed the offensive suds down her throat. She pressed her head downwards, allowed Hamilton to get the full benefit of the warmth of the inside of her mouth.

Hamilton arched upwards. This was too good to be true. Two nude daughters and a cock-sucking secretary to boot. Tricia and Daphne pressed closer together, eager to watch the older woman suck their lather's cock. The hard shaft slid easily in and out of her throat, as she compressed her lips tightly, making full use of the suctional properties inherent in the soapy water. She allowed the cock to slip out of her lips. It exited with a loud smacking noise, and Hamilton collapsed backwards into the tub. "Nice," he said.

"I can do better than that!" shouted Tricia and Daphne at the same time. Tricia was the first to act on her assertion. She grabbed for her father's penis, with her hair streaming behind her. Her breasts, hobbling and dripping, slapped against her father's thighs as she popped the big cock into her mouth. Daphne, had a hard time duplicating Sue Carson's cock-swallowing act. Daphne tried to let the cock go all the way into her throat, but after the first few inches she found herself choking. She pulled up and tried again. She could manage about half the cock, but after that, the big fat glans got lodged in her throat. She could taste the oozing pre-come fluid as it seeped into her mouth. For an instant, she let her father's penis slip out of her mouth. She looked at it almost quizzically, then she lowered her head back down so that she could suck on it, determined to match Sue Carson's oral prowess.

She kept her eyes on the cock as it got close and closer to her face. From a few inches away, she could see the pink circle of the glans with the piss-slit in the middle, then as she got closer, the warm pink flesh dominated her entire field of vision. She was forced to look at it almost cross-eyed. She could see the tip of her nose and the edges of her lips, then her lips opened and the big penis slipped back inside the warmth of her mouth.

The cock-head felt huge inside of her mouth. She pursed her lips, determined to do a better job than Sue Carson.

"Ahhhh," groaned Hamilton. He enjoyed being the center of attention, the main attraction. There was something fantastically sexy about being sucked off by his own daughter, while his two other gorgeous women watched. He reached out and felt the warm, rubbery, wet-slippery skin of his sucking daughter. "Daphne, Daphne, Daphne!" he moaned softly. Tricia, always jealous, watched her father's cock with increasing desire and greed. She couldn't wait until she got that cock in her mouth. She'd show her bitch of a sister!

Daphne sucked harder, closing her eyes, letting her entire being focus on the sensation of that immense penis bobbling in her throat. She could feel it's very aliveness as it entered her mouth, almost chocking her with its length, scalding her throat with it's heat. She could feel the water as it splashed around her. She felt dirty and sexy and good. She was a real cock-sucker. She was pleasing her father!

Before Hamilton could come in her mouth, he felt another pressure on his cock. Tricia had it right near the base, and now she was pulling it out of her sister's mouth. Before Daphne could do anything, she was on her back, sloshing around in the water of the big sunken tub. Tricia then fastened her mouth on her father's penis, and she began to suck where her sister had left off.

Daphne was just about to start clawing her sister when she felt Sue Carson lay hands on her. "Now girls, don't fight. There's plenty where that came from," she said loudly.

"What do you mean?" pouted Daphne. Sue Carson looked at Tricia who was now forcefully sucking cock. "Ill show you a way that we all can suck him," she said cheerfully.

Tricia reluctantly took the big penis out of her mouth. She glared angrily at Daphne. Hamilton didn't say anything. As long as it felt good, he couldn't care less what the bitches did. "Now, Daphne, you suck on his balls, very gently, and Tricia, you lick one side of his cock. I'll lick the other. When he starts to come, well all raise our heads, and let him shoot his cream all over us."

"Sort of like musical chairs!" yelped Tricia, clapping her hands like a small child.

"Oboy, a game! I love games," added Daphne. Sue smiled inwardly. These little sluts are just like babies. She would be able to manipulate them to suit her purposes.

Unknown to either Sue Carson or Hamilton Burns, Uncle Paul was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, Polaroid camera in hand. He knew that Sue Carson was up to no good, and he figured that this was the time to retaliate. He always liked a good practical joke, and now was the time to have the last laugh on Sue. He waited, camera in hand, until Sue lowered her mouth over Hamilton's cock.