by Raven Watyrs
“I’m fine,” she said to him. “Just stressed about paying for school. My first tuition payment is due next week, and I’m still short… But, I’m trying to be “responsible”,” she said making air quotes while rolling her eyes and throwing a touch of sarcasm in for good measure. Brent raised his eyes as she glanced over at him. “Sorry, I don’t mean to be bratty. I’ve picked up a shift at the bar tonight. I’m doing my best,” she sighed, looking up at him and twirling her hair a bit.
“There’s the spirit, gorgeous,” Brent said, rubbing her lower back as he crossed the kitchen to get a coffee. He retrieved a mug from the cupboard, turned and caught her staring at his ass. He licked his lips and smiled, looking her up and down as he poured coffee into his mug. Lilly blushed, but held his gaze, watching him watch her.
“Ok, well, I’m going to go study,” she said, a little embarrassed. “I’ve got to get some reading done before work.” She lingered for a moment, her green eyes doing a final scan of Brent’s strong frame before she turned and made her way to her room.
“That’s my girl,” Brent responded watching her walk away. There it was - that curiosity he had noticed in her lately, that feeling that she was harbouring some kind of desire for him as well. She never pulled away when he hugged or touched her, and he’d caught her checking him out more than once. The way things were going, he was sure he’d be pushing his thick cock into her tight, young pussy sooner rather than later.
Brent looked down on the counter and saw a note from Cynthia telling he and Lilly that she’d prepped lasagna for their dinner and could someone put it in the oven at 5:00pm. She had left that morning on a short business trip and would be back the next day. She may not put out, but Cynthia took good care of him.
Sipping his coffee, Brent thought about his plans later that evening. While he waited for the right opportunity to get his rocks off with his stepdaughter, he figured he’d allow himself a little treat to get over the hump. With Cynthia away tonight, it was the perfect opportunity to check out the strip club across town. It was new and far enough away that he knew no one would recognize him. He was going to check it out that night, maybe get a lap dance or two, providing himself with enough jack-off material to tide him over until he got access to Lilly’s sweet little pussy.
He had heard the club was a pretty wild place. One of his buddies went there on the regular and mentioned that the girls there were ah-may-zing, and often let their customers do more than just watch. He told Brent about the time when he got a private dance with a tall brunette with big, fake tits. She had slithered all over him while he licked and sucked her nipples and squeezed at her tits. He pulled his cock out while she danced, and she ground her ass on his lap, rolling and grinding away on him until him came. Brent had to admit, that sounded pretty hot. He was looking forward to checking it out, even if it was just to look.
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Later that evening, Lilly emerged from her room, done up and ready for work. She quickly scarfed down a big piece of lasagna before gathering her things and heading for the door.
“Thanks for dinner, Brent,” she said as she reached up and hugged him, pushing her breasts into his broad chest. “It’ll be a late one tonight; hopefully I’ll make some decent tips,” she sighed.
“You sure you don’t need a ride?” Brent asked her, relishing the sensation of her soft tits against his chest.
“No, nope, no, I’m all set,” she stammered out quickly, grabbing her bag and heading out the door. She was in a bit of a rush to get out of there, apparently.
“Ok, well good luck tonight. I hope you make a killing,” Brent called after her.
CHAPTER TWO
A couple hours later, Brent was in a cab and heading to the strip club. He paid the cabbie and made his way to the club entrance. He could already hear the thump of the bass and the catcalls of the men inside. Whoever was on stage was certainly whipping the crowd into a frenzy.
Walking into the club, Brent’s eyes adjusted to the dim light. He paid the $20 cover to the raven-haired stunner sitting in the booth. She smiled at him and told him to have fun. The place was packed and there were beautiful, scantily clad woman walking all around him. His under-fucked cock had been semi-hard since Lilly had hugged him earlier in the evening, and now with all these strippers around him… He would have to pace himself, he thought.
He glanced over to the stage area, wondering who was working the crowd so well, but he couldn’t see the stage clearly through the onslaught of frat guys sitting and standing in the front row. He purchased a beer from the bar and wound his way through the crowd in an effort to catch the last little bit. Finally, he managed to find a spot with a clear view of the stage and he settled in to watch the stripper’s sexy, firm ass sway and twist, teasing the audience relentlessly.
Brent choked on his beer. He knew that ass. That ass was very familiar to him. He had jacked off to that ass. He had given the owner of that ass a hug this evening. It was Lilly! That was Lilly’s ass up there on that stage! His stepdaughter was a stripper? His stepdaughter was naked on stage right now?! The shock of seeing her was like running into a brick wall. He could not believe his eyes as he watched her spin gracefully around the pole and effortlessly remove her bra. He watched her caress her firm but supple tits as she smiled seductively into the crowd. He stared gape-mouthed as she moved to the music, her eyes fluttering closed as she squeezed her pink nipples and moaned for the crowd. She looked like she was really into it.
Brent started to collect himself as his brain sorted out what was happening. There was no bar. There was no waitressing job. Lilly was stripping to pay for her college tuition! The shock of seeing her up on that stage began to wane and Brent realized that tonight was indeed going to be his night. A plan started to come together in his head. Lilly needed money, Brent needed discretion, and this club was known for turning a blind eye. He had busted his little girl and he knew exactly how to leverage this. Cynthia would kick Lilly out of the house if she knew this was going on, so Lilly would do exactly what he wanted her to do.
He watched as she moved gracefully on the stage, lowering herself to the floor like a cat. She was fully naked and was really getting into her performance. He watched as she ran her hands down her body, trailing them from her big, succulent tits down to her smooth little twat. She spread her legs wide for the audience, her pink pussy looked wet and inviting. Brent couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched her reach down further and push a finger inside, gyrating her hips in the air. The men in the crowd were hooting and hollering, throwing money down at her 6-inch stilettos. Brent’s dick strained against his jeans as he watched as she pushed another finger into her tight slit, finger fucking her juicy hole in front of all these people.
Brent stealthily rubbed his cock through his jeans, groaning inwardly at the jolts of pleasure that rushed through him. Lilly rolled over on stage and stuck her ass in the air, caressing her cheeks with her wet fingers. She rolled again then stood up slowly, elegantly walking over to the guys who were showering her with cash. Brent watched as she turned and slowly bent all the way over to retrieve her tips. She looked through her legs at the guys in the front row, smiling and clearly enjoying their attention.
Then she made eye contact with Brent.
“Oh shit!” she said, loud enough for Brent to hear. “Shit!” she repeated.
He smiled knowingly as her shock of seeing him hit her like a wrecking ball. Wide-eyed, she spun around and stared at him, frozen like a deer in headlights. Then suddenly, as if broken from a spell, she frantically picked up her various bits of clothing and money, darted off the stage and disappeared to the change room.
Chuckling quietly to himself, Brent wandered over to the hostess. The DJ was announcing the next dancer as Brent said, “Excuse me, I’d like a private dance with the girl who was just on stage.”
“She’s pretty good, isn’t she?” the hostess answered, smiling at him seductively.
“Indeed she is,” Brent replied. “I ca
n’t wait to see her up close.”
“How about a half hour? That’ll give you lots of up close and personal time…” the hostess offered, winking at him and smiling. This place really did turn a blind eye, Brent thought.
“Works for me,” he said. “Money’s no object.”
“How nice…” she replied. “I’ll go get her for you now. In the mean time, go ahead and make your way to Private Room 3. I’ll bring her right to you.”
“Excellent,” Brent said as he turned and made his way to the private area. His excitement was electric. The circumstances here could not have been better – it was like Lilly was being presented to him on a silver platter! He was finally going to get laid, after all this time.
CHAPTER THREE
Brent sat in the small private room and waited for Lilly to join him. He reclined slightly on the black leather bench and looked around the room. It was dark and secluded; the walls were covered in luxurious red velvet. It was kind of cliché, he thought, but what did he care? He was finally about to get what he’d been aching for. His knees bounced with anticipation of feeling his stepdaughter’s tight pussy sliding over his desperate cock. Watching Lilly finger herself on stage was the hottest thing he’d seen in as long as he could remember, and he was primed for a good fucking.
The door creaked and opened slowly. Lilly entered wearing the little black g-string and bra combo that she had peeled off her gorgeous body just moments before. Brent wanted to lick her from top to bottom – or bottom to top. Whichever really. But Lilly looked immensely anxious and Brent knew he would have to coax her in a little bit.
“Hello, Lilly,” he said, devouring her with his eyes. He spread his legs wide as he sat forward on the bench, uncrossing his arms. “How’s it going, baby girl? Looks like you were enjoying yourself up on that stage?” Lilly looked freaked out. She could barely meet his eyes.
“Look, I can explain,” she said quickly, her eyes darting around. “It’s just, well, I need money for tuition and you and mum cut me off, and I had to figure something out fast because my first payment is due in, like, two weeks or something, plus there are books and other fees, and I don’t know, this seemed like the fastest way to make some decent cash.” She took a quick breath and covered her face with her hands as she slumped down on the bench beside Brent. “And now you’re going to tell mom and I’m going to get kicked out.”
She was quite the sight sitting next to him. She looked so dejected, but so sexy in her spiked heels and sparkly little outfit. Brent’s empathy for her rose and he put his arm around her.
“Whoa, easy there, sweetheart,” he said. “Don’t panic, it’ll be ok. Come here, baby.” He pulled her closer to him, squeezing her in and watching her firm breasts push together invitingly. He couldn’t wait to run this tongue over those mounds.
She looked up at him, confused and beautiful. “You’re not mad?” she asked incredulously. “How can you not be mad? I’m taking my clothes off for strangers. I’m literally touching myself in front of them. For money!” She shook her head and looked down at the floor.
Brent chuckled a little and caressed the side of her face. “Yes, I noticed. You seem to be quite good at it too,” he lifted her chin and looked into her big eyes. “Why do you think I’m paying for this private time with you?”
Lilly stared back at him and he could tell she was trying to make sense of this strange turn of events. “I thought you were going to yell at me and drag me home to tell mom!” she replied.
“Trust me, I’m not going to do that. Your mother hasn’t fucked me in over two years, so I’m hoping that instead of me telling her your dirty little secret, we can work out some kind of arrangement.”
“An arrangement?” she queried, still confused as to why he wasn’t immediately dragging her out of there. “What kind of arrangement?”
It’s now or never, Brent thought. He took her hand and placed it on the bulge in his crotch. She stared down at her hand in his lap and Brent saw her face flush with heat. He was pleased she didn’t immediately remove her hand. Just feeling the weight of it on him was enough to make him twitch with intense desire. He heard her breath catch slightly before she pulled her hand back and looked up at him.
“Um… wow,” was all she could get out. “That’s, uh, wow.”
“Look, I’ll keep the fact that you’re doing very naughty things from your mother, and in return I get to feel that tight little pussy of yours around my cock whenever I need it,” he said, getting straight to the point. “You can keep working here to pay for your tuition and we both get to have a little fun.” He looked at her and considered her body language. She was still facing him, still looking at his bulge. “I know you’ve been thinking about me,” he gambled and watched the wheels turning in Lilly’s mind. Her anxiety was dissipating and he could tell she was a little excited.
“You know, I saw you jacking off while I was in the shower a few weeks ago,” she said, looking flirtatiously up at him.
“I thought you might have,” he replied, encouraged by her shift in energy. “How come you didn’t rat me out?”
“I’ve been so mad at mum for cutting me off, but to be honest, I kind of liked it,” she said looking up at him with a glint in her eye. Suddenly, the glint disappeared and she looked down to her hands again. “But I don’t know, Brent. You’re practically my father… Wouldn’t it be weird?”
Bolstered by her confession that she liked his attention, Brent reached down, undid his fly, and took his huge cock out of his jeans. “It won’t be weird, baby girl,” he said. “Here, let me show you.” He took her hand and wrapped it around his throbbing hard shaft. He was a well-endowed man – 8 inches of rock hard fuck stick that curved up slightly to a large purple head. Again, Lilly didn’t pull her hand away. In fact, she started slowly rubbing his pink shaft up and down as she licked her lips and looked up into his lustful eyes.
Brent groaned with each stroke she took. “Mmm, that’s right, baby girl. Rub Daddy’s big cock for him,” he said as he watched her jack him off. “Get it wet, sweetie. Nice and wet.”
Looking into Brent’s eyes, Lilly slowly lifted her hand to her face and licked her palm. He could see her breathing quicken as she reached back down and coated his dick with her warm spit. She took his cock in both hands, jerking it up and down as he rocked his hips in time with her rhythm.
“That feels so good, baby,” he uttered out, leaning his head back. “You like Daddy’s dick, don’t you?”
He was really starting to get into it when suddenly she dropped his cock and stared straight ahead. “We can’t do this,” she said. “We can’t. It’s just so wrong! Mom would totally divorce you if she found out!” she cried out. “Plus, it doesn’t matter anyway. I’m not making enough money here to pay for my tuition.”
Brent wanted to shove his cock into her little mouth as she spoke. She buried her face in her delicate little hands, still breathing deeply. “I’m going to quit dancing,’ she said, “and quit school. It’s just too much to deal with and I can’t do it on my own.” Lilly jumped up and ran out of the private room, leaving Brent with aching balls and his cock in his hand.
CHAPTER FOUR
Brent stood up and managed to stuff his swollen member back in his jeans. Fuck, he thought. How was he going to fix this situation? He paced around the dark little room trying to figure out how he could turn this back around. He had been so close! Over two years of forced celibacy and he was this close to finally fucking a pussy instead of his own hand. He wanted Lilly so bad. Feeling her hands on his cock was pure ecstasy. His sweet, yet surprisingly dirty stepdaughter had wanted it too, he was sure. He had seen her breath quicken while she touched and stroked him. He had seen the lust in her eyes.
Suddenly, it came to him. Had she said she wasn’t making enough money here? Well, if there was ever a time to throw money at a problem, this was it. He zipped up his fly and wandered out into the bumping club in search of Lilly.
He found her a moment later si
tting in a booth by herself, drinking a soda and sulking. “Lilly, honey,” he cooed at her, “I know how important school is to you and I know you’ll go very far in life.” He needed to feel the wet tightness of her pink slit around his dick. “You’re not going to quit school and I’m certainly not missing out on tasting that sweet little pussy of yours. So how’s about I sweeten the pot a bit?”
Lilly glanced up at him at the mention of her pussy. “And how would you do that?” she asked. “Mum said she’s not shelling out another dime and I’m not making enough here.”
Brent wrapped his arm around her, gently caressing one of her breasts. He grazed her nipple over top of the sparkly fabric and felt it harden in response. “Your mother might not give you any more money, but that doesn’t mean I can’t,” he whispered in her ear, nuzzling her and feeling her shiver. “Not only am I going to keep your secret, baby girl, but I’m going to pay for your tuition. And in return, you’re going to keep my cock good and milked.” He pinched her nipple lightly and heard her gasp quietly.
“You’d do that?” she said hopefully, looking up at him and squirming in her seat a bit.
“You got it, baby girl. As long as you do what Daddy says in here,” Brent responded, gesturing around the club, “you’ll have nothing to worry about.” He smiled down at her, gently caressing her breast.
Lilly considered Brent’s offer for a long moment then looked up at him with a sly smile on her face. “Ok, Daddy. I’m in. Let’s go back to our little room… I think you’ve still got 20 minutes of time left with me.” She leaned up, pushing her milky tits against Brent’s chest and kissed him on the mouth. Brent felt himself immediately harden as his stepdaughter’s tongue trailed over his upper lip. He almost exploded with lust and he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her back deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. Lilly moaned and arched into him.