Daddy's Christmas Orgy (Book 3 of "Daddy's Horny Virgins")
Will and Carly are more than just father and daughter; they’re longtime lovers. This Christmas Eve, they’re inviting Carly’s best friend, Samantha, and her father to join in their lusty carnal celebration. Little do they realize that ‘Daddy’s Christmas Orgy’ is being watched by their horny teenage neighbors, too! More
Will and Carly are more than just father and daughter; they’re longtime lovers. This Christmas Eve, they’re inviting Carly’s best friend, Samantha, and her father to join in their lusty carnal celebration. Little do they realize that ‘Daddy’s Christmas Orgy’ is being watched by their horny teenage neighbors, too!
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Golden candlelight flickered in rhythm with the low fire as sultry music wafted out of the spacious living room. “That’s the CD I gave your dad,” Sam murmured in a pleased undertone.
“You think he’s figured out what we’re doing yet?” Carly whispered back.
Sam’s tongue darted out to moisten her lips. “Oh, yeah. I think he’s figured it out.”
Even so, the carefully set scene startled them. They hesitated in the doorway, and looked around in surprise. Someone had dimmed the lights, and an open wine bottle was sitting on the coffee table. Will was standing in front of the fireplace, half-turned so that the huge bulge in his pants was clearly silhouetted. And Byron was sprawled across one of the long couches. The moment he saw the girls emerge from the shadows, his hand moved to his crotch and began to glide up and down.
“Well, will you look at this? Come and model for us,” he invited, and waved his other hand in lazy invitation. “Will, take a seat while these lovely ladies enchant us with their beauty!”
Carly wanted to snicker, but she was so breathless that she couldn’t quite manage it.
Will was already settling onto the other couch, and the avid approval in his eyes made her shyness vanish like smoke.
Slowly she moved into the light, and walked toward the glowing fireplace. The heat from the red embers warmed her bare thighs. She turned, and let its dim glow backlight her slender body. The sheer bodice swept low between her small breasts, then draped loosely to showcase her narrow waist and curving hips. The lacy hem just barely covered her tiny blonde curls.
Across the room, one of the men softly moaned. She wasn’t quite sure who it was, but she thought maybe it was Byron.
As if on cue, Sam sauntered across the room, and turned in a slow circle when she reached Carly’s side. Her antique gold teddy shimmered seductively with every breath. The dark vee between her legs was clearly visible in the candlelight, and her dusky peaks were taut with excitement.
The contrast between them—bright and dark, slender and curved, innocent and sultry—was so incredibly erotic that Will groaned, too.
“Baby…” That was definitely Byron’s strangled voice. Carly felt new wetness dampen the empty tingling space between her legs. Her heart was pounding so loudly that she could barely even hear the sensual music.
“Merry Christmas, Daddy,” Sam said in a sweet, clear voice--and gently pushed Carly in his direction.
“And what a Christmas gift!” He rose on shaking legs, and met Carly halfway across the room. She was trembling…with fear or excitement? “Sweetie, are you okay with this?”
Carly gulped again, and vigorously nodded. “It was actually my idea,” she whispered a little unsteadily. “Not Sam’s. Are you mad at us?”
“Mad?” He released a laugh that sounded ragged around the edges. “Do I look mad to you? More important,” he added, dropping his voice to a seductive murmur as he caught her hand, “do I feel mad?”
She caught her breath in wondering surprise. All night long, she’d been sneaking quick peeks...and she’d thought that he looked awfully big. But as her hand closed around his rigid shaft, and his fingers curled around hers to move them up and down in an erotic caress, she began to shake with excitement. He wasn’t just big, he was huge! Just like her dad! And…
“Wow!” She gaped up at him in surprise. “It curves?”
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