Chapter 14: Date Night
Casey panted wildly, her vibrator pressed against her clit, while she replayed the video of last night’s debauchery in her Haloes. Erin had sent her the edited video, from three different perspectives, just minutes ago. Once again, her friend’s skills were top-notch. The finished cut, from the viewpoints of Erin, Ian, and his nameless friend, was even better than the previous weeks’. This time, it was no fantasy. It was her. It was her real mouth stuffed full of cock. It was her pussy with a man’s cock against it. The hot cum was spurting onto her real body, and into her mouth. It was intoxicating to watch. She soaked her sheets in girl cum as she watched a man without a name unload his balls into her willing mouth.
After the…event…lying on the hotel bed with Ian’s tongue in her mouth, Casey had come to the realization that this perverted stud sucking her tongue was actually kind of cute. And nasty. And, she found herself wanting to know more about him. It was a new feeling. She’d never really had a crush on someone before, that she could remember. Was this a crush? Whatever it was, she’d messaged him that morning, and lost several hours as they chatted back and forth.
Ian, she’d discovered, was a nice guy. He was a few years older, smart, kind of silly, and exceptionally perverted. It was, to Casey, an excellent combination! So excellent, in fact, that she’d asked him out on a date. Her first date with a boy! It wasn’t lost on her that their interactions thus far had been sort of backward. Traditionally, one does not start the relationship with filthy blowjobs, and then progress to normal dating routines, but was that wrong?
Casey didn’t think so. If she was going to date someone, she decided it was better for them to know that she was a slut right from the start, to avoid any problems later on. Ian wasn’t put off in the least. He seemed to love it. He’d even asked her to dress up like a hot piece of ass for their date.
“I want every man that sees you to think about how much fun it would be to get their dick in you.” He’d said.
She had, of course, excitedly shared all the details with Erin throughout the day. Her best friend teased her mercilessly.
“He’ll want to have you suck him off on the way to dinner,” she’d said, “he’ll want to make sure your tummy is full of his sperm by the time you get to the restaurant!”
That thought had, of course, been immensely exciting to Casey. She forced herself to stop playing with her cunt and get ready to go out.
Down the hall, Dave was spending more time on his appearance than he had in over a decade. He was giddy at the prospect of a date with Erin. He’d been meticulous in his grooming, even going so far as to ask Casey’s opinion on his cologne. She’d been messaging him throughout the day, teasing some kind of surprise she had for him. Knowing Erin, it was bound to be fun. Satisfied that he was looking good for an old man, he left his room.
On his way to the stairs, he met Casey leaving her room, and raised his eyebrows in unspoken surprise. His daughter flashed him a smile and cocked her hip. Her dark curls hung loosely down her back, and her Haloes gave her eyes an emerald tint. She was clearly braless in a spaghetti strap top, her midriff bare, and wearing one of the shortest, tightest skirts he’d even seen.
“Wow!” Dave said, “You look…”
“Hot?” Casey suggested, “sexy?”
“Girls didn’t dress like that when I was your age.” He grumbled, “Are you sure you’re giving this guy the right impression?”
“I’m giving him exactly the impression that I want.” Casey answered.
“Casey…”
“Dad?”
The doorbell rang.
“Don’t worry.” She said, and kissed his cheek, “Big girl, remember?”
“Isn’t this where I tell you that you’re not leaving the house dressed like that?”
“You can. I’d probably listen, resent your authority, and then do something rebellious like teenagers do. Or, you can trust me to take care of myself.”
“Ok,” He said, reluctantly, “but note that I was not encouraging this.”
“You can spank me for being bad later.” She quipped, and ran down the steps.
Dave sighed, feeling like a bad parent.
Casey opened the door and welcomed in her date. Dave took the guy’s measure. Ian was stocky, with well-cut sandy hair and an easy smile. His eyes were kind as he flicked over Casey, and then turned his gaze to Dave.
“Hello Mr. Marrin,” He said, and extended his hand, “Thank you for letting me take Casey out tonight.”
Dave took his hand, shook it politely, and said, “Good to meet you. Can I grill you before you take my most prized possession out?”
“Um, sure.” Ian agreed.
“Don’t worry,” Casey said, “He left his bat upstairs, so I think you’ll be ok.”
“Comforting.” Ian said.
Dutifully, Dave peppered Ian with a few questions, all of which he answered appropriately. This made Dave feel like a slightly better parent. They were interrupted by the front door opening, and Erin made her own entrance, Eryaman Rus Escort looking casually sexy in a tight pair of jeans and lacey blouse, her blonde hair braided.
She hugged Casey, gave Dave a quick kiss on the lips, and then turned to Ian.
“Now you, young man,” She said, “You be damned good to her. Don’t keep her out until all hours, and if you hurt her I’ll kick you in the balls. Got it?”
“Yes, ma’am!” Ian said, holding his hands up defensively.
“And then Dave will beat you with his bat.” Erin added.
“Aluminum.” Dave nodded.
“Noted.” Ian said, and gulped visibly.
“We’re not a violent family, really.” Casey said, taking Ian’s arm, then turned to Dave, “You have your own hottie to take out. You two nerds go play D&D, or whatever nerds do.”
She kissed Dave on the cheek again, and then surprised everyone by kissing Erin on the mouth. Even Erin was taken aback. Then, they were out the door. Dave gave Erin a quizzical look, and she blushed.
The moment Ian was out of sight of the house, he pulled his half-erect member from his pants, and pushed Casey’s head into his lap. She slipped her lips over his swelling cockhead and lovingly sucked away as he drove. Her first date was off to a great start!
A short while later, Dave sat in the passenger seat of Erin’s car, thankful that Bratty Britt was not on the radio. Erin found his hand and held it as she drove. The feeling was becoming less odd by the day.
“So, are you going to clue me in on this surprise?” He asked.
“It wouldn’t be much of a surprise if I told you.”
He sulked dramatically.
“Worried about Casey?” She asked.
He nodded.
“He’s a nice guy,” Erin said, “he’ll be good to her.”
“He seems like it. It’s just…she was dressed kind of, you know.”
“She just wants to be hot. She is hot,” Erin corrected herself, “She just likes to show it off, in case you haven’t noticed.”
“It’s hard not to notice. Is there something going on with her? I just feel like she’s been pushing this being sexy thing a lot more lately.”
“She’s just having fun,” Erin answered, “But, it’s not really my place to talk about it. Maybe you should just talk to her. Casey’s an open book, Dave. If you want to know anything, she’ll tell you.”
Dave nodded, and looked out the window, lost in thought. What if he didn’t like the answer? What if he liked the answer, and it wasn’t appropriate to like the answer? He tamped down his thoughts for another time. It was time to focus on being a good date, not a concerned dad.
Erin pulled the car into a strip mall, and parked in front of a shop with blacked out windows. The sign, in futuristic blue lettering read, “X-Pwn”.
“What is this place?” He asked, genuinely curious.
“Come on!”
They held hands and walked to the building, where Dave courteously opened the door for her. They were met with thumping bass music, which reverberated off of the walls decorated with gaming nostalgia from over 60 years of history. Everything from Atari joysticks to Nintendo Power Gloves, to circuit boards, posters and stickers lined the walls. On the big, open floor were arcade cabinets with ancient classics ranging from Pong and Pac Man, to Galaga and Space Invaders. The arcade ran back into the darkness, and as Erin led him through the maze, he saw couches with every conceivable console set up for players to enjoy.
Erin led him back, further into the depths of the place, until they reached a door, over which hung a sign stating, “No Noobs Allowed.” Erin winked at him and pushed open the door. She took them to a nearby counter, where she registered them as “Oddly Shaped Pear.” The attendant, a skinny goth kid with lanky black hair, handed her a card.
Together, they lounged on one of the couches, and watched as other teams fought deathmatches against each other and hordes of demons in one of Dave’s favorite games, “Hell Match.”
Finally, they were up. Erin handed an attendant her card, and they were placed side-by-side at a couple of terminals. This was old hat., to the two of them. They’d put in a lot of hours as an online team, but being here among a bunch of other gamers was a new experience. Erin grinned wildly at him as they took down their first team, and then a second, but the third proved a better challenge. Dave was taken out by a sniper, leaving Erin to fend off two opponents. They eventually brought her down in a pincer attack.
After the match, they hit the arcade cabinets, where Dave excelled in the retro games, taken back to his childhood. Erin was very touchy and affectionate, which proved his undoing on several occasions. She laughed and grinned wickedly, fully aware of what she was doing, but Dave couldn’t have cared less. He was in nerd heaven. Video games. Hot girl touching him all over. It was bliss.
They called it a night at the arcade and were soon back at Dave’s home. He flopped onto the couch, and Erin joined Sincan Rus Escort him, snuggling up against him, pulling a blanket tight around the two of them.
“Thank you,” Dave said, “You’re incredible.”
Erin beamed, and replied, “that was so much fun! Casey never wants to go gaming with me.”
“I’m up for it any time.” Dave said, and hesitantly put his around her.
“It’s ok,” she said softly, “Not a little girl, anymore, remember?”
“Remind me.” He said, cheekily, surprising himself.
Erin raised her eyebrows and said, “Bold, Dave.”
She tilted her head up and kissed him softly, lingering, and again with more pressure, parting her lips, her tongue snaking into his mouth. Dave let it happen, pushing away the hesitancy, the little nagging guilt that was slowly becoming a distant memory. They made out like a couple of horny kids, Dave trembling with excitement at the feeling of a woman’s lips against his. This was different from that kiss on the beach. That had been a moment of passion, yes, but not like this. This time, they were in a position to take it further, if he was willing. Erin caressed his chest with her hand, signaling that she was certainly willing.
“Take me upstairs,” She whispered.
Dave gulped and found himself standing, pulling her up with him by the hand. He dimmed the lights in the bedroom, closed the door, and turned to the bed. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of Erin, laying on her side in the loose top and jeans, her blonde hair spilling over one of the pillows as she lay on her side. Her curves were perfect. Her eyes caught the low light. That familiar, crooked smile played on her lips, which looked so wonderfully kissable.
“God, what a view.” He breathed, and Erin’s grin grew wider.
He joined her on the bed, and excitedly took up where they’d left off, kissing, letting his hands roam across her back, down her sides, feeling the heat of her skin beneath his fingertips, where her top left her belly bare. Erin mewled in appreciation of his touch, and returned it, sliding her hands under his shirt, nails raking lightly against his chest, her hot, trembling palms flattening to glide over his chest.
Her hands sank further, further, and came to rest on his crotch, massaging his hard cock through his jeans. He groaned into her mouth, sucking at her tongue. She undid his belt, snapped the button on his pants, unzipped it, and her fingers slid inside, lightly teasing his dick through his boxers.
Dave stopped, looked into her hungry gaze, and swallowed, saying, “It’s…been a long time since anyone…since…”
She put her finger to his lips, brushing them softly.
“Take your time,” She whispered back, “We have our whole lives. Right now, it’s enough just to be here, like this, with you. You know…” she hesitated, “it’s…well, I’ve never actually…done it.”
That caught Dave by surprise. When Casey had said that Erin was “saving it for him,” it hadn’t actually registered.
“I wanted it to be you,” Erin said, and kissed him lightly.
“Erin…”
“I…Dave…I love you.”
Dave wrapped his arms around her, holding her to him, and kissed her ear.
“You’re the most amazing woman, and I love you, too. You make me feel…alive.”
He felt wetness on his cheeks, and when he looked at her he saw small tears in her eyes.
“You make me feel the same,” She said, “Like I can do anything.”
“You can,” he said.
Erin wiped at her eyes, and collected herself. In a flash, her grin returned, and her eyes were smoldering.
“Anything?” She asked.
He nodded.
She gently pushed him onto his back, and when he blinked, she was on top of him, straddling his crotch. She peeled away her top, revealing the most marvelous set of breasts Dave had even seen. She wore a slinky, white bra, which pressed her big tits together so invitingly. Her hair was a wild dervish of gold across her shoulders, down her back, stray locks hanging over her eyes. She slid her body along his, and found his mouth again, locked her lips against his, and kissed.
She stroked his face with one hand, and whispered in his ear, “Can I make your cock hard?”
He swallowed, feeling hot, and said, “You already did.”
“Can I take it out? Can I stroke it, and suck it?”
“Oh, God…”
“I can be all yours, Dave,” She whispered, her warm hands against his skin, her hips rocking against his erection, “You can do anything you want with me. You can have me any way, any time, however you like. Doesn’t that sound nice?”
He nodded, dumbstruck.
“You can have my sexy mouth wrapped around your fat cock, anytime you want it,” She teased, “I’ll be your personal, blonde, little teenage, Barbie, fuckdoll,” she hissed, “and you can do anything to me.”
“Fuck…” Dave said, and felt his cock twitch against her rocking hips.
“Do you want your own, sexy, fuckable, teenage pussy toy, baby?”
Dave nodded. There Etlik Rus Escort was only one answer to the question.
“Jesus, where did you learn to talk like that?” He managed to say, shocked, but more aroused than he could ever remember being.
Erin got on her knees, and wiggled out of her Jeans, casting them aside. She stood over him, and whipped her hair back. Dave was in awe of her perfect body. He just watched, enrapt, as she pulled off his jeans and tossed them across the room. He found himself pulling his shirt off and throwing it to the side, his heart thumping in his chest. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her.
Erin ground her warm body against him, slithering along him like a snake poised for the kill, and she sucked at his earlobe.
“You like the way I talk?” She asked, “I love talking dirty, Dave. Do you want me to stop? Will you spank me for saying bad words, like you’re my mean daddy?”
“Don’t stop…” He found himself answering.
“No? You want me to keep saying dirty things? You want me to be your little porn slut?”
She kissed his neck, grinding her warm, panty-covered pussy against him.
“Yes!”
“I love porn sluts,” she went on, “we can watch porn together, and you can fuck me so hard, while we do it. I’ll do anything you want. You can fuck my mouth. My pussy. My ass. I’ll belong to you, like a wet little pet ready to do anything that pleases you.”
She slid down his body, until she was looking up from between his legs, stroking his cock through the thin lining of his boxers. Her breath was hot against his cock as she teased him. Then, she pulled his dick out and held it, stroked it lightly in her hand. God, it had been so long.
“Can I suck it?” Erin asked playfully in a little girl voice, “Can I suck your cock, Daddy Dave?”
Dave shivered. She hadn’t called him that in years. It was sick, he knew, but right now all he wanted was to feel her lips around his aching cock. Her tongue flicked along his shaft, and she stared up at him as she licked along his length, stopping to caress his cockhead with her tongue.
“Yes!” He begged.
“Uh uh,” she said, licking again, “You have to be dirtier than that. I’m not a girl anymore, remember? I’m your little blondie slut Barbie. What do those mean daddies tell their little Barbie sluts in the pornos?”
“Suck it,” Dave said, “Suck my cock!”
Erin slipped her lips over his cockhead and lovingly fucked it with her lips, then slowly engulfed his shaft, making Dave groan as her warm throat swallowed him in a tight tunnel of pure joy. Unconsciously, he gripped her blonde hair and held her head as she moved up and down, up and down, pleasuring his penis with relish. She hummed and moaned happily as she worked, quickly bringing him to the brink. Then, she stopped, pulled away, slid up beside him. She jerked his cock with her saliva, and made out with him, the sound of their wet, smacking lips filling the dim room. She brought him close, backed off and fondled his balls, and then ramped him up again. The delightful torture seemed to last for ages as he lost himself to the pleasure of her hand, tongue, and lips.
“You want to cum for me, don’t you?” she hissed.
“Yes!”
“You want to cum in my hot pussy, don’t you?”
“Fuck! Yes!”
“You want to push your cock so deep in my young, teenage pussy, just like those porno girls, and fuck it until you cum?”
Dave groaned, a breath away from losing it.
“You can, if you want to,” Erin said, “but you have to do something for me. You have to promise me.”
“Yes!”
“If you do, I’ll do anything you want, baby. Will you promise me?”
She slowed her pumping on his shaft, but he was so close.
“Yes!” he groaned.
“I’m your daughter’s best friend,” she said, and kissed him, jerking him faster, “We do everything together, don’t we?”
Dave nodded, unsure where this was going, but right now all he could think about was his overwhelming need to spew his load.
“You can fuck your daughter’s best friend, any time you want. Anywhere. However you like. But, you have to do just one thing.”
“Oh, fuck, I’m so close!”
“Please, please for me, baby. Just one thing.”
“Yes!” Dave cried, his dick quivering just on the edge as she stroked him.
She pressed her lips against his ear, stroked him, moaning excitedly, and whispered, “You have to let Casey watch when you pop my cherry. You have to let your daughter watch you fuck my pussy for the first time.”
“Oh fuck!” Dave lost it. It was too much. He couldn’t resist. His over-excited mind conjured an image of Casey, dressed in a tank top and her panties, openly masturbating as he fucked her best friend.
Erin quickly sank down and engulfed his cock, letting him spurt his pent up charge into her mouth, swallowing and sucking eagerly, moaning and purring as she encouraged him to shoot his spunk onto her tongue. Dave cried out, his body rigid as the most powerful orgasm of his life swept away all coherent thought. His entire being seemed to be his spurting, jerking cock in the sucking confines of Erin’s mouth. He imagined just how wonderful her pussy would feel as he pushed his dick into it, how it would grip and pull at him excitedly while he filled it just like this. While Casey watched. While his daughter watched. While his daughter watched him take her best friend’s virgin pussy.