The waiter came with the champagne Atlas had ordered, and the threesome delved into a lively conversation.
Trixie focused all her energy on Atlas, only intermittently entertaining Cherry's high-pitched words.
She openly flirted with the older man, uncaring of what Cherry might have thought.
She touched his muscled arm over the pale blue shirt he wore.
“Do you work out? You must! To have such a magnificently trim body,” she said.
“You flatter me,” he replied, making no move to push away her hand.
“Oh no, I am simply telling the truth. I bet you have all the ladies back home hot and bothered just looking at your body.” she continued laying it on thick.
She wanted him to have no doubt that she was attracted to him.
He looked back at Cherry instead of replying.
She grinned and took a sip from the fluted glass.
“You do have a great body, Daddy,” she confirmed.
She leaned over to whisper in his ear.
Trixie could have sworn she saw Cherry lick the outer shell of Atlas's ear as she whispered, but she must have been mistaken.
Why would Cherry do something so obviously sexual to her father?
Trixie got distracted from her internal musing when Atlas grinned wide and nodded at whatever Cherry had just said.
She watched his Adam’s Apple move as he swallowed his drink.
He looked over at Trixie, seemed to consider something for a few seconds, then whispered something back in Cherry's ear.
“Okay, Daddy,” Cherry said.
She flashed Trixie a look then gave her Daddy a kiss on the cheek and stood.
“See you guys later!” she said cryptically and walked away from the table.
She threw a wink back at them over her shoulder before turning the corner and disappearing.
Trixie wondered about the strange interaction but didn’t spend much time thinking about it.
She was alone with Atlas at last, and she certainly wasn’t going to waste a second of that time thinking about what Cherry was up to.
She got close to him pulling out all her tricks as she flirted up a storm.
He was into her as well.
She could tell by the way he turned to her and put his fingers on her skin as often as possible.
Her neck, collarbone, and cheek were all privy to his touch. Even the line between her titties received a gentle caress.
The atmosphere at the table was thick with sexual tension, and Trixie was doing her best to restrain herself from launching herself at his body.
Their lips were close, and she wasn’t even sure who it was that had erased the distance between them, but soon they were kissing.
He tasted as delicious as he looked and Trixie let her tongue tangle with his.
His hand rode up her thigh under the table, and she boldly cupped the growing bulge between his legs.
He pulled his lips away and, panicked for the continued taste of him, she wondered if she had gone too far, too fast.
She looked at his expression for clues, but he just pulled a few bills from his wallet, threw them on the table, grabbed her hand and pulled her up to stand with him.
“Let’s go,” he said.
The bass in his voice deepened with his excitement.
Trixie eagerly followed his lead. She had no idea where they were headed, but she was cool with it as long as she was able to have this sexy older man underneath her, on top of her and any other position conceivable.
Then doubt entered her mind.
What if she was way off and he had no intention of fucking her?
She guessed she would find out soon.
With a combination of nervousness and excitement, she looked down at their entwined fingers as they walked.
Soon, they reached the hotel room door.
He pulled out the room key.
She asked, “Yours?”
“Yes,” he answered quietly.
He scanned the key and the door unlocked. He opened it and, with his hand on her back, he gently pushed her inside.
Trixie didn’t get a chance to look at the fixtures or the furniture in the room because something else instantly captured her attention. She gasped in surprise.
Cherry was waiting for them on the bed. Poised to tempt and completely naked.
Atlas closed the door behind them and went over to lay a caressing hand over Cherry’s hip. He leaned down to kiss one of her ass cheeks before moving away and pouring himself a tumbler of scotch.
Trixie found herself unable speak as she took in the scene.
Then it clicked in her head as she put two and two together.
Trixie grinned at the enticing possibilities.
“He’s not your biological dad, is he?”
“He may not be my biological dad, but he is my Daddy in all the ways that count,” Cherry purred, crawling across the bed to meet Trixie. Her grin was downright indecent.
“And like a good Daddy, he encourages me to share,” she continued.
The man in question put the glass down and came back to stand behind Trixie.
Atlas pressed close behind Trixie, and she shivered as the heat of his body penetrated hers.
Cherry kissed Trixie and Trixie let herself be pulled into the twosome’s seductive powers.
“Let's give my Daddy a good show,” Cherry enticed and pressed her lips against Trixie’s.
That was precisely what they did.
While this was not the first time the two women had put on a lesbian act to turn a guy on, they surely outdid themselves this time.
They put on the sexiest show of their lives and even aroused each other doing it.
Trixie’s dress and thong slid off her body as Cherry pulled her onto the bed.
They licked, sucked and fingerfucked each other as Atlas watched. Trixie enjoyed Cherry’s body and took pleasure from the other woman’s touch, but her focus never wavered from Cherry’s Daddy.
Her peripheral vision took in how he shed his clothes to reveal that magnificent body and huge, stiff, curved cock.
Cherry was licking between her thighs and Trixie came instantly, thinking about having him inside her.
He stroked himself as they switched positions. Trixie ate Cherry’s plump, moist twat.
Eventually, the two women beckoned Atlas to join them, needing to be filled by his fat girth.
Sex with Atlas was different from anything Trixie had ever experienced. Not even her first lover held a candle to the sensual way Atlas loved her needy flesh.
From where Trixie munched on Cherry’s twat on her hands and knees, he got behind her. His breath teased her wet flower, and she spread her legs wide and cocked her ass higher.
“Good girl,” he praised.
The words made her chest tighten. She so badly wanted to be his good girl.
At the first flick of his tongue between her thighs, she could no longer concentrate on Cherry.
She threw her head backward arched her back and pushed closer to his mouth.
His flicking tongue divided her lower lips and dipped into her weeping well as Cherry sat up to kiss Trixie’s mouth and tits as her hand rubbed and caressed wherever they could reach.
It did not take long for Trixie to descend into euphoric delight.
Her orgasm left her far from sated though.
She pushed Atlas onto his back and knelt on one side of him while Cherry took up the opposite side.
Together, they serviced his throbbing cock with their hands and mouths.
He fisted his hand in Trixie’s hair and pulled her close.
She opened her lips, and they encircled the mushroom head of his lengthy pole.
She was eager to please and pulled him deep into her throat. She loved the way he reacted, twitching and throbbing. He groaned appreciatively and arched into her.
She bobbed her head fast then slow, switching it up to keep him on his toes as Cherry held her hair away from her face,
so the show was clearly visible.
Cherry got tired of waiting on the sideline though and fitted her mouth next to Trixie’s.
Together, they worked on either side of his shaft. Sometimes their tongues would become entangled, and they’d stop to kiss before sharing his essence between them once more.
“Damn, you girls are going to make me cum before I’m even ready,” he said and pulled away.
He instructed the girls on how to position themselves on the bed. Trixie got on her back while Cherry straddled her. Atlas got on his knees behind Cherry and between Trixie’s legs.
He blocked out the rest of the room with his body. Trixie took an odd comfort in the way he seemed larger than life.
Cherry undulated over Trixie, and their slick pussies rubbed against each other.
Trixie moaned from the shock of sensation and Cherry kissed her, sharing the taste of wet cunt and manly precum.
Trixie sucked on Cherry’s tongue when she felt Atlas’s steely length slide between their bodies.
He pumped a few times before she felt the shock run through Cherry’s body when he entered her. The other woman’s titties rubbed against hers, and her own nipples hardened further.
She watched the way Atlas made love to his baby girl. The way he built up the rhythm gently instead of rushing like an immature young buck. The way he kissed her shoulders and spoke dirty words in the sweetest tone into her ear.
“Oh, Daddy, yes!” Cherry screamed when she peaked.
“Damn, baby girl. Your tight little cunny is strangling the life out of this cock,” Atlas said then groaned, ramming Cherry through her pinnacle. “Don’t stop cumming so sweetly for your Daddy.”
Trixie felt their movements and imagined it was her he loved so tenderly to climax. She had begun to imagine that it was she, and not Cherry, who was was his baby girl.
She gritted her teeth in envy of Cherry but patiently waited her turn.
When it came, it was definitely worth the wait.
Still wet with Cherry’s juice, Atlas poised at Trixie’s waiting entrance and then gently pushed in as Cherry caressed her from above.
Although she was thoroughly drenched, it still took some effort to work his sizeable penis in, and she burned from the intrusion.
He let her adjust to his massive size before he began to move.
He pulled back slowly then eased back in.
He repeated this several times.
Instinctively he knew when she needed him to pick up the tempo. Cherry reached below to play with Trixie’s clit as her Daddy sexed Trixie’s tightly-strung body.
Her own body rubbed against Cherry as he fucked her deep and steady. Pressure built up in her lower abdomen but she tried to hold off the orgasm as long as possible. She did not want this moment to end. Not just yet.
Her efforts were in vain though.
Stars exploded behind her eyelids, and she lost control of her body as she died the sweetest death known to man.
This was only the second climax this sweet and talented man gave to Trixie that night. Throughout the evening, he used his expert fingers and tongue to give her pleasure over and over again. He made sure to taste each and every part of her, even sucking her toes and licking what he called her “pretty pink asshole”.
Trixie was floating in utter bliss. Both Cherry and Atlas made her feel as if she had become the center of the universe. Giving her so much attention and carnal sensuality.
As the light of morning eventually filtered into the hotel room, she fell asleep in the comfortable bed, safe, sound and sated between her two lovers.
She dreamed of the many ways they could continue this incredible threesome in the remaining days of her vacation, and maybe when they returned to the big city.
Chapter 10
Please don't go
“Why are you guys packing?”
Trixie was in for a rude awakening as she rose that morning.
Both Cherry and Atlas looked bright-eyed and bushy-tailed while Trixie had only just opened her eyes, knocked out from the orgasmic time they’d enjoyed the night before.
Cherry, in a beautifully patterned sundress, turned around from zipping up her makeup bag and clapped, noticing that Trixie was awake. Even her hair and makeup were done up to perfection.
Atlas’s hair was still wet from his shower and his t-shirt clung to his chest while his khaki slacks showed off his tight ass.
“Oh, we’re leaving today. Didn’t I tell you?” Cherry answered Trixie’s groggy question.
“No,” Trixie returned sitting up and pushing her wild hair from her face.
She felt self-conscious that Atlas had to see her with unkempt hair and smeared makeup.
In comparison to the fresh-faced Cherry, she was surely a hot mess.
She watched Atlas fold a shirt neatly and place it in one of the three opened suitcases being filled and devastation filled her.
Their time together could not come to an end yet! She was not ready for it to end.
“Get up, lazybones. Have breakfast with us before we leave for the airport.” Cherry said as if she hadn’t just rocked Trixie’s world with her news.
Three-quarters of an hour later, Trixie had showered and dressed and was sitting with the couple near the lively breakfast buffet.
She was sad that the two were leaving so soon and it showed. She’d had so much fun with them and Atlas was so sexy. She wished the vacation could have lasted forever.
Her appetite was non-existent but she’d served herself a plate of fresh fruit anyway.
She had barely taken two bites from the juicy, colorful array and was forking around with the rest.
The other two ate with gusto. They were in high spirits, talking and laughing around Trixie’s sullen frame. She knew she was acting like a spoiled child, but she was helpless to stop it.
She tried to prolong their time together but a waiter came announcing that Cherry and Atlas’ car was here to take them to the airport.
Trixie could feel her face fall. She was on the verge of tears.
“Aw come on, Trixie. Don’t be sad. I’m so happy we made up so we can go back to being as close as we were before. How about we meet up when you get back to the city? My number is the same. You can call me any time.” Cherry said and hugged Trixie.
Trixie perked up at that.
They could meet up in the city.
Then she would definitely be able to see Atlas again.
He watched on with a lazy indulgence as the two women said goodbye. Trixie looked at him longingly as if to capture his good looks permanently in her mind’s eye.
So of course, she promised to call Cherry as soon as she got back.
Anything to see Atlas again.
When Cherry let her go, Trixie embraced Atlas and he returned her embrace with a big, warm, protective, Daddy-like hug.
She could not contain herself. She jumped on him and clung to him, wrapping her legs behind his back and kissing his face.
He was surprised by her actions. She also noticed that Cherry’s eyebrow rose from the corner of her eye. She had even drawn the attention of some of the other diners in the restaurant.
But she didn’t care.
She felt like her heart was breaking.
Atlas didn’t push her away, he instead patted her back gently and supported her ass so she didn’t slide down.
“I’ll see you in the city too?” she asked and her voice came out high-pitched and girly, sounding like Cherry’s.
“Of course,” he soothed. “Any friend of my baby girl’s is a friend of mine.”
The words were good enough for now so she let him go.
It made her feel better to feel his cock jump in response, but the sadness returned as she watched him pick up his bag, put his hand around Cherry’s waist and walk away.
She ran up to her hotel room after the taxi drove away and cried as if her long lost love had left her.
To distract herself from her bad mood, she seduced the hote
l worker she’d been considering before she met Atlas and fucked him all night long. The rumors of his sexual prowess and stamina were true.
His cock was massive and filled her up in just the right way. He made her cum several times. But he was not Atlas and even after all those orgasms, she still could not get Daddy off her mind.
Chapter 11
Bucket full of Daddies
Trixie knew it was only a fantasy, but she let herself fall deeply into her lustful imaginings anyway.
She was lying in the bed of her new apartment. Her naked body awash with a light sheen of perspiration as she arched her back from the sensations of her mental arousal.
Her stark white sheets stuck against her fevered skin. A caress reminiscent of a lover's touch.
She bit her lip and moaned at the decadent rush to her senses.
The sound echoed in the room, bouncing off the walls only to come back and tickle her eardrums.
In her mind, she was back in that hotel room with Atlas.
They were alone this time with no interruptions and no distractions. They were both nude and nothing was preventing them from becoming one.
Nothing except Atlas’s gentle teasing.
He was kissing her.
He did it in a way no one before him ever had.
Firm yet soft. Insistent yet coaxing.
His tongue and lips demanded a response from her and they certainly got it.
Trixie let her tongue be coaxed into the sensual play of tangling with his.
Atlas was making the sexiest sounds in the back of his throat and he pulled her even closer so their bodies, head to toe, pressed against each other.
He pushed his firm thigh between hers and pressed it against her hungry, dripping cunt. She ground against the hardness, her body craving more. Craving what only he could give…
Atlas released her lips and moved even lower. His movements were slow and deliberate. They were bent on driving her mad with pleasure and, for him, she was more than willing to take the trip to the asylum.
His warm breath puffed against the skin of her neck and she shivered.
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