38 An Actual Threat Appears! (1/2)

My daughter is becoming a nice little liar.

But she is my little liar.

It is all for the greater good in her mind, and she doesn't want her mother to get upset at her by finding out the truth. I mean somewhat of a truth. I would be upset too if I find out my lovely teenage daughter is getting fucked in the ass while talking to me over the phone.

Hah!

I think any sane person would.

Anyway, for her moaning and grunting effort, I reward her with a couple of creamy loads right up her tight ass. I would have done a lot more like maybe spearing her virgin cunt as well, but she really needs to get change to welcome her friends for the costume and slumber party.

She can't be wearing this when she greets them, as they will likely be with one or both of their parents.

I also need to wear something. Walking around the house naked is only possible with only my daughter since I have taught her so well.

How can I spread my culture to her friends, so I can fuck them up the ass too? I think I could get away with a blow job and facial since my daughter tells her friends about a facial cream that only I can make.

Booboobooboobs!

Yeah, I will totally cream their faces tonight. Thinking about it makes me horny as well fuck, and I have just come twice.

”Richard.”

Bitch calls my name once I have taken back the phone from my daughter. She is in no condition to talk to anyone at the moment. She is a gaping mess on the floor with my creamy spunk continuously oozing out of her spread asshole.

My cock is pretty thick, and I think it has gotten thicker, at least it is thicker than the butt plug. I think this is because of what I am now.

I am a Primordial Champion of Lust. The more I fuck, the more powerful I become!

Hah! Just awesome. Just so awesome!

Ahem.

”Yes, honey?”

I response as I look down at my daughter. She will recover soon since it isn't anything she hasn't really experience before. Last night session is more intense than this.

”Why does it sound like…?”

Bitch is hesitant.

I chuckle inwardly and decide to mess around with her a bit. Richard wouldn't out of fear or whatever, but I would. I am me, and I think my personality is rubbing off on him a bit. He is getting bolder lately, or maybe he is finally coming out of his shell?

Who knows.

”Sounds like what, honey? Having sex?”

I question blatantly in a low tone of voice. I didn't want my daughter to hear me, but I think her mind is currently elsewhere with the massive orgasms she had been feeling.

My daughter still doesn't understand that sensation, but she didn't dislike it. In fact, she seems to love it, thus the only way she can get it is through me. Obviously, she didn't want to say it out loud.

Maybe I can make her beg, I mean really beg for it?

”No. Why did you think that?”

Bitch questions. Her voice becomes aggressive again. She wants to be aggressive, huh?

I will be way more aggressive than her!

”Oh. I don't know, honey. It has been like what, 10 years since we have sex? I understand that you are not in the mood. You never are, but perhaps maybe you are wrong about that because you just accuse me of fucking our daughter while she is talking to you over the phone. Do you know how insane that sounds!?”

I tell Bitch as I head out of the living room. I don't want my daughter to hear the conversation since I don't want her to ask questions about having sex yet, not because I don't want her never to. It is more of me not figuring out a good excuse yet.

”No. I didn't mean it, Richard. I just thought it sounds a lot like sex.”

Bitch tells me.

”Yeah. Like you know how it sounds like after all these years. I have worked hard for this family. And I have taken care of our daughter to the best of my ability, yet you still accuse me of such thing. Maybe it isn't me who need to read the bible. It is you, honey.”

I snort then take a deep breath. I need to make her feel guilty. I mean really guilty.

”I'm sorry, honey. I shouldn't have raised my voice. I am just very stressed with this costume. I usually don't do these things, you know. But it's okay. Please continue doing the good that you are doing. I'll take care of our daughter in your stead. I'm sure you are not wasting time like me.”

I tell her before taking another deep breath, making sure she heard it clearly.

”Actually, I'm currently at a party.”

Bitch mutters and tells me all about it. She is actually at a party of sort from all the noises I can hear in the background. She obviously didn't want to attend, but it is weird if she does not, considering that everyone did.

”I see. Well. That is fine, honey. I will join the party with our daughter tonight. I hope you don't think I shouldn't.”

I drive home the nail. Honestly, her expressed permission would help me greatly since Mary listens to her mother more than me.

”No. No. You should, Richard. In fact, I need you to make sure Mary and her friends have a good time together tonight. Can you put her on the phone again, so I can tell her that?”

Bitch tells me.

I head back into the living room and check on my daughter. She is pulling herself off the floor slowly, finding my spunk sliding down her thighs.

”Mary. Your mother wants to tell you something before she hangs up.”

I tell my daughter and hand her the phone.

”What is it, mummy?”

My daughter questions and brushes her hair out of her face with her other hand. That is so cute from where I am sitting on the couch. My cock is still erected, and she definitely notices it.

”Mary. I want your father to look after you and the others tonight for the sleepover, so please listen to everything he tells you, okay, sweetheart?”

Bitch tells my daughter.

”Okay, mummy, I will.”