Incest stories: Lillian Bell – Chap 7: Daddy’s Lap
Introduction:
Not wanting to go to boarding school, Lillian tries to change her Daddy’s mind using her talents.
Lillian didn’t talk to her step-father Francis much. Never having known her own one all that well talking to the new one didn’t come all that naturally, resulting in knowing him even less than the original. This didn’t bother her all that much, with so many other things to preoccupy her mind. Her opinion of him was that he was the man making her mother happy with his attention and ability to maintain a particular lifestyle.
Even with her apathy towards getting to know him he was a mysterious figure in her life. Their respective schedules kept them apart most of the time and when they were in the same room he was hard to read. Her mother was rich enough herself to be picky so there must’ve been something to the man that attracted her, a something that had made Lillian admittedly curious along the way. Her relationship with her mother had become more at arms length since Lillian had started using most of her time to embrace her free side, so asking her about it wasn’t really an option.
He wasn’t a traditionally handsome man, sporting a black beard that almost reached his chest and a tall, broad shouldered but not heavily muscled figure. Dark green eyes nestled like beetles in amongst his hairy head, eyes that could look into you and just know you instantly.
Until recently Lillian had known very little about her step-father’s business, a state of mind which had changed the night three henchmen of a criminal boss of some kind had showed up at the house ready to hurt and/or kill her parent. Having (happily) used her body to distract and pay off the thugs, coincidentally discovering a favourite fetish along the way, Lillian now had a better inkling of what kind of man her father was.
All of this was swimming in her head as she knocked on the door to the man in question’s office. Only now did she start thinking that maybe she could’ve changed to speak to him. Wearing her school uniform, pigtails and all, made her feel like she was going to see the principal. Actually, she’d been a little surprised when he’d asked to see her after dinner. It was bound to happen eventually, that he’d want to do the parent-y thing and make efforts to get to know her. Best just to get it over with.
Upon pushing open the door Lillian realised that perhaps her father wasn’t interesting in a bonding session tonight. The office had been designed in an old style, with wooden bookshelves aligning the walls, paintings filling the gaps and an ornate dark-wood desk as the center focal point. The room was only half-lit, her step-father sat behind the desk on a large chair with his face illuminated by the impressive computer system in front of him.
Never had Lillian felt the word brooding more appropriately applied than to her new father. Not brooding in the way that goth kids were “brooding”, but in a more inscrutable manner like a sitting tiger. His actions and words were always deliberate, displaying a self-sure demeanor that was in its own way intriguing. Even though Lillian was now in the room he still hadn’t looked up, contemplating the screen with a hand cupped under his face.
‘Hi Dad,’ Lillian ventured as she closed the door. ‘What did you want to talk to me about?’ The man gestured with a nod to the computer, voice rumbling in the dark.
‘A few things come to mind, all of which are pressing concerns of various kinds but the best method I have of summarising it all is simply “that”.’
Lillian peeked around the large desk and saw the reason behind their need for a discussion. Apparently the house had hidden security cameras around the place. On screen was high definition footage of Lillian getting her lithe blonde body getting solidly fucked simultaneously in all three of her love holes by three men in balaclavas. The angle changed to viewing down from above the man she was sucking off. Her perfect, spit-covered tits swung gently underneath the pole jutting from her mouth, another man underneath her gritting his teeth as he obviously thrust into her cunt off-screen. Seeing the video proved to Lillian that it looked as sexy as it felt and caused a stirring of wetness beneath her panties but she pulled herself under control. This was hardly the time or place.
‘Oh,’ she said. ‘That.’
‘Yes daughter. That.’
The gorgeous blonde struggled quickly in her head to come up with a good explanation. She’d done it all for her father with the best intentions of deflecting the thugs’ attention away from him, but a way of putting the words together was escaping her. The story flooded out of her in a garbled rush. How the men had surprised her, declared their intentions to hurt him, how she had offered herself in a “desperate” attempt to divert them from their harmful employ. Without moving his head, her step-father had looked at her during the story. Then he looked back at the screen and clicked the fast forward key.
‘And,’ continued her step-dad. ‘This as well.’
The fucking continued at lightning speed until the footage stopped on Lillian, belt around her neck, begging the man fucking her ass to choke her. This bit might be a little harder to explain than even the rest of the extreme goings on.
‘Well Daddy,’ she’d switched from Dad to Daddy to help her cause. ‘After we got started things kind of got carried away…a little.’ She put a hand on his shoulder which he ignored. ‘I did it all for you Daddy, they wanted to hurt you.’
‘Yes I know. There were some unresolved issues with a former business partner that came to a head. After I received these pictures of their visit here things escalated quickly.’ He pushed the arrow keys on a picture box next to the still playing video. The men had taken some photos on their phones, showing Lillian’s body covered in sweat and spit with more than one cock inside her. One in particular showed off her braces as she gagged around a black dick in her throat.
Lillian started. Besides getting more horny feelings at the erotic photos another thought struck. ‘This happened weeks ago, how come we’re only talking about it now?’
‘I wanted to be sure that this particular issue was finished. Properly.’
The blonde schoolgirl’s breath stopped and her sharp blue eyes widened. The photos continued, but instead of more salacious pictures of her foursome they took an even darker turn. Despite never having seen their faces, Lillian knew that the subjects of the photos were undoubtedly the men who had fucked her. All three were tied up, bloody and quite clearly dead. Unable to stop herself, the girl’s hand brushed against the front of her skirt, gently feeling up her pussy which had come alive suddenly. It was only a quick touch but her father still saw it out of the corner of his eye. Lillian bit her glossy pink lip as she restrained herself.
This was fucked, even for her. She was getting off on the idea that guys who had fucked her had been killed, either by her father or on his orders. Her thighs squirmed together at the sudden slickness emanating through her panties from her loins. Francis gave her another sidelong glance.
‘I had an inkling that these wouldn’t…disturb you much. I had to make it clear that harming me, or my family, would be met with severe consequences. Needless to say that message was heeded by some, and needed further explaining to others.’
Lillian almost came then and there, despite the situation, at the final photo. The man she had simply known as “First Guy” had clearly been in need of further explanation as unlike the others he had been hung. The delicious irony of it turned Lillian on in her young, perverted mind.
‘And so we move on to you, daughter,’ said her step-father. This brought the blonde out of her reverie momentarily.
‘Uh…me?’
‘Yes you. You didn’t think this was the only incident I knew about did you? I collect all sorts of information. Some of it tells me how you do well at school, how you participate in various social groups and, most importantly, how you’ve been building up quite the resume as a school whore.’
The harsh word bit into her in a flash of brilliance. She silently listened to his lecture, standing to the side and behind his chair as they both continued to watch the footage. Staying silent seemed like the best option lest she let out an involuntary moan. Lillian wasn’t sure if the man was doing it on purpose or not, but he was hitting her buttons with his words. He continued on, his tone not angry or disappointed, merely observational.
‘Perhaps whore is too generous a term, as such wanton and continuous displays of lust, if even half of them are true, are best attributed to the actions of a slut.’
The girl wondered at her own depravity as she continued to get turned on behind her father. Her knees shuddered as she pressed her slippery thighs together. Seeking arousal so much had made her almost unable to resist it. What her father was about to say would put a damper on things however.
‘I feel that you’ve been indulged for far too long and a remedy for this…excess is required. I believe I know of a boarding school that will have the desired effect.’
This stopped the girl in her tracks. Boarding school! Such a nightmare had never even been considered amongst her future possibilities. No freedom. No phone. No sex! No fucking way. She could not let that happen. Stomping around to stand in front of the screen she confronted her father.
‘Boarding school!’ she pouted at her step-dad. ‘But that would be so horrible! I’d be so far from my friends and family. You only just got here and you want to ship me off? That’s not fair! I’m of legal age to do whatever I want with guys!’
‘Clearly a firmer stance needs to be taken with you young lady. I will not let either your mother or I be undermined by having a slut for a daughter. Strict rules and real punishment is what you need now.’
His words inspired Lillian to her natural solution for problem solving, but she believed she was reading this right. She always thought everyone wanted her, now she thought it must be proving to be true. Sitting on the desk, she started sliding a sock covered foot up the inside of her step-father’s leg, giving him a view of her wet panties beneath her skirt.
‘Daddyyy, if you think I need punishment why don’t you do it instead of sending me off to some smelly boarding school? If you think I’m such a slut wouldn’t keeping a close, personal eye on me work better? I could get into all sorts of trouble without you having quick and…easy access to me.’ Her toe slid onto the chair to gently touch between the man’s legs but he caught hold of her foot before she could check for any hardness. His grip was firm but he squeezed the foot softly between his fingers.
‘You think I should be the one to discipline you daughter?’ His face remained passive, as if asking any normal question. Lillian nodded her assent, turning the palms of her hands on the desk to push up her shoulders, thereby arching her back and sticking out her chest. Her perky breasts strained against her school shirt, showing nice swells beneath it and the unbuttoned red jumper on top.
‘Oh yes Daddy, I think you could do it for me. You could help me…work on my whorish behaviour. I’m so filthy minded Daddy. Everything makes me thinking of fucking, sucking and cumming all the time. You could help me with all those thoughts.’
‘You would accept your punishments from me, even though we’ve only known each other a short while?’ His expression was still inscrutable. Lillian almost couldn’t be sure of his intentions. Once again she nodded her assent. ‘Lie across my lap then, let us see if you can accept punishment.’
Jackpot! Thought the girl. This was a challenge more inviting than boarding school. She gave an appropriately sad looking pout as she hopped off the desk and draped herself over her father and the big chair he was in. As she went she attempted to grind her pelvis into his crotch area but this time she was thwarted by the chairs arms not allowing her to angle well, so instead she was over his long legs. Even if she hadn’t felt his cock, she knew he must be getting turned on by this as she was. No man could resist her sex-kitten body. Things became a bit more certain for her when Francis flicked her red school skirt up and pulled her white panties down.
Now the milky white skin of Lillian’s buttocks glowed in the computer light as they were exposed, her glistening, wet pussy just slightly visible beneath. Her pigtails danced around as she turned her head around to look at the man she was draped across, eyes pleading.
‘Do it Daddy, punish your girl.’
The first slap that struck her ass cheeks knocked a bit of air from her as the sting caught her breath. Francis clearly wasn’t kidding around. The next slap followed quickly, the crack of skin on skin sounding like a gunshot in the office. Her cute mouth hung open as she let out a squeaking “Uh!” after every hit. It hurt but the insatiable teen loved it. Tingles were shooting through her pussy and spine, she had to hold herself back from cumming too soon. It occurred to Lillian that she should potentially be feeling bad or at least a little weird that she was getting aroused by her step-father’s touch. Since she didn’t, and she’d already sucked and fucked the man’s son, her step-brother Rhys, it didn’t seem a big deal to be doing this too.
‘Does that hurt daughter?’ Francis asked calmly. ‘Is the pain teaching you a lesson?’
‘Uh! Uh! Yes Daddy!’ she pouted. ‘It hurts so bad! Uh! Don’t stop! Uh! You have to keep punishing me! Punish me Daddy!’
Francis continued to slap the young girl’s ass in his lap. She’d started squirming her thighs together again, wriggling around on top of him, giving her hips the occasional thrust down. The white skin of her buttocks, normally pearly, now shone rosy red. Both his hand and her cheeks stung from the activity. Abruptly he stopped, letting the cool air soothe her beaten rear. His hands started to slowly rub her stinging cheeks, eliciting a moan from the blonde. Pulling her cheeks wide Francis commented on the wetness between his step-daughter’s legs.
‘You say I’m punishing you Lillian, yet here lies evidence that you’re still not learning.’ He dipped two fingers down to just rest on her wet lips. There was no entering, but her dripping snatch added moisture to the placed fingers. Lillian took a shuddering breath at the touch, a true acknowledgment that her step-father wanted her like every other man.
‘I’m so sorry Daddy. I’m such a slut, I can’t help it.’ Twisting her lithe body around until she was no longer prone but sitting in Francis’ lap, Lillian leaned back to rest her back on his chest, her head on his shoulder. The black beard was scratchy against the side of her face but she didn’t care. Beneath her a solid sign of the man’s arousal sat in his pants. Her bare ass felt nice on the fabric of those pants, massaging Francis’ lap for a few different types of relief.
‘Should I be disappointed in you Lillian? You’re stubborn like your mother, so intent on what you desire at all times.’
‘I do always get what I want Daddy.’
‘And what is it that you want now?’
‘Right now Daddy? I want you to touch me. Please touch me. In any way you like.’ She didn’t mind giving him unfettered access. If it meant not having to go to boarding school, she’d have to show him what he could have. Francis didn’t start ravishing her however. Once again he simply laid his fingers slowly on the outside of her pussy, reaching in under her skirt. His other hand cupped her chin using his thumb to rub her soft bottom lip.
‘You have used these lips, and these…lips to disgrace yourself and this family,’ he said as he caressed her.
‘Yes Daddy. I’ve let so many men enter through my lips I’ve lost count. Keep rubbing them. Mmm, feel how ashamed I am. I’m dripping with shame.’
‘Yes you are. Here I was thinking you were shameless.’ Two fingers slid ever so gently between Lillian’s pussy lips, running slowly up the length of her slit. Then he brought them up to her open mouth, sticking them inside. ‘Taste your shame girl.’
His step-daughter tongued his fingers tasting her own juice, its sweet tang already quite familiar to her taste buds.
‘Mmm Daddy feed me more, let me suck my shame from you.’ Francis was almost spoon feeding the girl from her own wet pussy. His touch had been the same each time, the gentle slide up her slit. She waited for him to dive inside her like everyone always did but he continued to tease her with his soft touch. Unable to take any more, Lillian’s hands suddenly clasped his, her smooth skin on his rough. Saying nothing she guided the hand to penetrate deeper, inserting their combined fingers into her cunt. Biting her lip Lillian moaned, grinding her pelvis upwards.
Francis’ office was fairly sound insulated but a small part of Lillian wanted her mother or brother to walk in at this moment. Their expressions would be delicious, and their reactions…interesting to say the least. Deft fingers undid the buttons on her white school shirt, moving from the neck down. Francis’ other hand, warm and rough, reached into the shirt to Lillian’s chest, feeling the luscious skin of the blonde’s breasts. Going in over the top of the bra, Francis rolled a nipple between his fingers, feeling it engorge with blood and grow hard. This attention only made the girl’s pussy glow even more, her pleasure centres all receiving their due.
The petite girl hiked herself up further on her step-father’s lap, opening her legs. The experience wasn’t going to be complete if she didn’t see some cock. Neither zipper nor briefs delayed her long in fishing out Francis’ stiffening manhood. She’d felt it growing beneath her but it seemed somehow bigger than she expected. It was about normal length but extra wide. As Lillian started to slowly stroke it the dick grew some more until she couldn’t quite get her whole hand around it. No wonder her mother chose Francis, this was a cock that would satisfy!
‘Daddy,’ she said breathlessly. ‘I can tell you’re so upset with me. This part of you is all red and angry. Is it so thick and swollen because of how slutty I am? You’re touching me so nicely Daddy. So nicely in my cunt. Keep touching my cunt and I’ll keep holding you. I’ll make you happy Daddy.’
Francis said nothing but he didn’t object either, merely giving his assent by squeezing her breast and digging further into her cunt. Lillian spat onto both of her hands before reapplying them to the cock sticking up between her thighs. With her two handed grip she stroked the thick shaft, sighing and moaning into Francis’ ear. Despite his lack of noise, his expression showed he was enjoying it when she put more pressure on. Following the cue she squeezed the fleshy rod hard, bringing him to the precipice of pain but just not quite.
Lillian wasn’t sure why she felt so differently in this case but she didn’t want to stick the cock inside her. Somehow it would ruin the moment. Francis’ excruciatingly slow start had built her up until she had reached this place of anticipation. That moment before lips meet, before the pelvic thrust hits home, before that final cum-filled explosion. That’s what she was enjoying now. Francis left no part of her cunt untouched, toying with her wet lips, tight passage and teasing the sensitive clit. Her bra was folded under her perfectly sized breasts, allowing them to be groped freely.
As her pussy was manipulated, inside and out, Lillian played with the large cock, using her own spit and wetness as lubricant. One hand squeezed and buffed the helmet tip while the other worked the shaft and even the balls. The pace changed depending on her own pleasure waves. In a lull she slowly rubbed up and down, but each time he found that right spot inside her or skirted over her clit she started jerking him quickly to match her own enjoyment.
With her head still on his shoulder Lillian gave more mewling sighs into his ear, using her soft girly voice to turn him on more. On an impulse she thrust her tongue in his ear as well. Francis didn’t flinch but he did turn his head to raise an eyebrow at her. Ever unrepentant Lillian smiled coyly back at him. Her glossy lips, pink braces and long pigtails combined into the juxtaposing innocent “fuck me” lolita look, and with her school uniform half off she was seduction in teenage form.
Dark eyes met fierce blue as she open-mouth moaned at him while they masturbated each other. Wanting more she thrust forward like a snake and clasped her mouth on his, forcing their tongues together aggressively. He tasted like cigar and scotch a pleasant after burn greeting her. She tasted like strawberries and honey, her lip gloss combining with the natural sweetness that came with her youth and looks.
Their tongue dance was enough to push her over the threshold, and Lillian felt the rising volcano inside her. She moaned and yelped between kissing.
‘Mmm fuck Daddy…keep going. Don’t stop. I’m gonna cum Daddy. Ah fuck! Keep rubbing that-uh!-fucking clit. I love it. I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum Daddy! Fuck! Fuck Fuck! Fu-!’ she ended in a squeak as her body convulsed, hands still gripping his cock hard but unmoving as she climaxed. Her juices coated his hand and cock as she closed her slick legs during the bucking. As she was panting, Lillian felt her breathing impeded by Francis’ fingers entering her mouth again sticky with her cum. Greedily she sucked away moaning intensely in her need for more, more, more.
Francis’ shaft was bone hard and ready to explode. Sliding sinuously off her step-father’s lap Lillian restarted her handjob from the floor. Her hands were pumping away on the cock, pointing it at her panting face. Tits and pigtails jiggled around with the ferocity of her jerking, the open shirt showing off her bright, hard nipples.
Francis’ body began to tense up so Lillian knew what was on its way. Tilting her head back and sticking her tongue out she jacked him off with the cock tip on her tongue. Gripping the armrests like a sitting monarch Francis stared deep into his slutty step-daughter’s eyes as he spunked onto her face. The first few spurts were strong enough that they went over her open mouth, leaving a trail along the tongue that picked up along the bridge of her nose. With her face thoroughly sprayed Lillian directed the remaining shots into her mouth, taking in her Daddy’s goo. It pooled in her tilted mouth as she showed it off to her Daddy. Twirling her pigtails around her fingers she smiled with a mouthful of cum, letting it wash over her braces. Gulping it down she spoke up to Francis in her cute voice.
‘Thank you for helping me with my shameful sluttiness Daddy. Aren’t you glad we did that? You looked so happy when you came all over my face. You could help me all the time now. If you sent me to some boarding school I wouldn’t be able to let you help me.’
Francis leaned down and wiped the goo off with a handkerchief before a smile grew behind his beard. ‘I’m glad you appreciated the help Lillian, but I’m afraid you’ll still be going.’
Lillian’s demure attitude vanished instantly, outrage breaking across features.
‘What!? That’s bullshit! After I…we…you son of a bitch! Mother won’t let this happen!’
‘I’ve already discussed it with your mother and we’ve decided it’s for the best. They might just cure you of your wanton ways. Even if they don’t you’ll have a difficult time pursuing that path there, not to mention be safe from further…incidents like with my former partner’s associates. ‘
Lillian was furious, the bastard had used her and for once in her life she wasn’t enjoying the experience. Letting herself get used sexually usually meant she was still the one in control, and having that control taken from her was simply infuriating. She played the innocent fool for fun but she was a smart girl and already some plans were going through her head. Mentally collecting herself, still seething with anger, she picked herself up off the ground and stormed to the door.
‘I always get what I want in the end father. This won’t end well, that I can promise you.’
‘Don’t be melodramatic Lillian. You’ll do as your told and maybe come out with the ability to close your legs.’
Lillian didn’t hear most of it, she’d already slammed the door.
Two Years Later
Kilduff Academy for Girls’ valedictory day was a prim, restrained affair as was tradition. The girls were sitting straight in their chairs and the parents in attendance were proud of their mature girls. Lillian’s parents were not in attendance, pressing matters having kept them absent. Not that she minded, there would be plenty of time to see to them now. Two years at Kilduff was enough to whip most of the students into obedience but as ever Lillian had simply played the part required of her. Two years had done nothing but fuel her pent up rage and hedonistic desires that consumed her waking thoughts.
In ten minutes she would be let loose into the world again. Free, eighteen and ready to get started. She had told her father that she always got what she wanted. What Lillian wanted now, was revenge.
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Parent Post: Lillian Bell – by MrMac
- Lillian Bell - Chap 2: Bribes and Brothers
- Lillian Bell - Chap 3: The Centre of Attention
- Lillian Bell - Chap 4: Lunchtime Facial
- Lillian Bell - Chap 5: Proving She's a Slut
- Lillian Bell - Chap 6: Getting Airtight for Daddy
- Lillian Bell - Chap 7: Daddy's Lap
- Lillian Bell - Chap 8: Incest Instigator - Part 1
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