DEPENDENCY

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 7 ]

When Angie got home, Frank made her model everything that she bought, saving the best for last. Finally, she got out the special, sexy bra and panty set that she’d bought. She slipped into the bathroom to put it on so that she could give Frank the full effect all at once. Coming out of the bathroom, she paused and then turned slowly. She loved the look on his face as he looked her up and down. Angie knew that she still had “it” when she could get a man to stare at her like that.

Frank admired Angie in the black bra and panties. The color set off her pale white skin well. The bra was tiny, with just thin straps and small triangles for cups. He could clearly see the indentations made by her nipples in the bra. In fact, though it wasn’t quite sheer, he was certain he could make out the darker circles of her aureole. It was almost like it was sheer. The panties were also small, just a triangle of material in the front and a thong in the back. As he stared at Angela, he just couldn’t believe that she had one just like it for April. “Show me hers,” he said.

Angie knew exactly what he meant by that brief request and reached into the last package to show him the same thing for April. “Perfect,” he said. “Now, this afternoon, I’m going to watch the game. You’re gonna wear that for me. When April starts smirking at you, I want you to tell her to come ask me for her present.” He wanted to make sure that Angela played a part in getting April into her outfit. He wanted April to think that this was as much Angela’s idea as his.

Angela was so far under his spell that she didn’t argue with him. He’d put her through so much already that dressing her daughter up in a sexy outfit for Frank didn’t bother her. “OK,” she agreed, starting to look forward to the look on her daughter’s face when she was wearing the same thing that mommy was wearing.

When she heard the game on the TV, April came out of her room. She didn’t care that much for sports, but she knew that her mom would be put through the wringer during the game and she liked to watch. The 13-year-old plopped down in a chair a few feet from Frank and pretended to be interested in the game. A couple of minutes later, she was rewarded for her efforts when Angela walked into the room with a drink for Frank.

April’s eyes bugged out of her head when she saw her mom in the sexy black underwear. She’d thought the bikinis were embarrassing and sexy. The bra and panty set was like four times as sexy. Not only was she surprised that her mother would wear something like that, April was especially surprised that her mother looked so sexy in it. Her eyes followed her mother around the room as Angela handed Frank his drink and then started straightening up the room.

Angela wanted to give her daughter an eyeful of what she was wearing before she did anything else. She wanted to see how April would react. So, she moved around the room, bending and stretching to put things in order or to dust something off. Occasionally she looked over her shoulder at April and each time she found her daughter staring at her. Each time she caught her daughter’s eyes on her, Angela got more and more irritated. What was merely astonishment on April’s part was interpreted as smirking at her mother.

So, after a few minutes, Angela said, “April, Frank has a present for you. See if he’ll give it to you now.” April got a big smile and went over to Frank with an air of expectancy. “I hope you like it as much as I do,” added the mother.

Frank fished out the paper bag that held April’s present. “Go fix me another drink, Angie,” he said. He wanted a moment alone with April to set the stage for the present.

“This was really your mom’s idea,” he lied after Angela had left the room. “She wanted you to have something nice to wear around the house. So, when she was out shopping today, she got this for you. I want you to go put it on and come back to show us both how it looks.” With that, he reached into the bag and pulled out the tiny black bra and held it up.

The look on April’s face was priceless as she gaped at the lingerie. When he pulled out the panties, she said, “Mom wants me to wear this?”

“You heard her,” said Frank, making sure the girl understood fully that mom was on his side. “She told you it was time for your present and this is what she bought for you. Now, don’t ask anymore questions, baby girl, just go put it on and show me how sexy you can look.”

“It’s… it’s… indecent,” she said.

“Oh, so your mom can wear it and that’s OK, but when I give one to you, that’s not OK anymore? Don’t argue with me. Your mom and I both want to see you in it. If you don’t put it on, I’m sure your mom will be so insulted that she’ll agree a spanking is in order. So hop to it.” He pushed the garments at the girl.

April took the lacy underwear and ran upstairs with them. Her face burned just at the thought of wearing that. How dare her mother do this to her? April knew her mom just wanted to get even with her. But, she sat in her room for a few minutes, arguing within herself. She was about ready to settle for a spanking before she realized that Frank wouldn’t be satisfied with spanking her. He’d ask her to do it again tomorrow and spank her again and again, day after day until she finally gave in. And, her bitch of a mom would sit by and watch Frank spank her; maybe her mom would even help him spank her.

Finally, April stood and stripped off all her clothes. Then, she put on the black panties and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked sexy. Even her pert little ass looked sexy as it was framed by the black thong. The bra made her look even better and she admired herself for a few moments before she decided she couldn’t wait any longer. The teenager finally understood how her mom felt as she opened the door of her bedroom and walked down the hall to show off her new outfit. This was not what she wanted to be wearing, but she was trapped. She had no choice.

Frank sat with patience, wondering how long he would have to wait. The thought occurred to him to go check on the girl, but he really wanted her to give in on her own. So, he was immensely satisfied when she entered the living room wearing nothing but the lacy black bra and panties. Angie was sitting where April had been sitting, waiting for her daughter to return. It was her turn to smirk as she exacted her revenge on her daughter. It never occurred to her just how wrong it was or that the revenge had actually been Frank’s idea.

April paused in the doorway of the room, uncertain what was expected of her. Frank let her pose awkwardly for a few seconds and then said, “Come and sit down, baby girl. You don’t have to stand around like a model. Your mom and I just want you to wear that while you do whatever you want to do.”

Seeing a way out, April asked, “Can I go to my room, then?”

“No,” said Frank. The plan did involve having her hang around in plain sight. “Why don’t you go fix me another drink,” he said. “Angie, go show April how to make a martini?” He smiled in satisfaction as he watched first April’s nearly bare ass wiggle out of sight and then Angie’s ass do the same.

When the two returned, April was carrying his glass. She handed it to him and Frank said, “Sit down over there, baby girl. Angie, you come sit on my lap.” He sipped his drink and then set it down. As Angela settled herself on his lap, he put one hand around her waist and used the other hand to caress the bare skin of her stomach. He watched April’s face as his hand wandered up to cop a feel of Angie’s tits through the thin black bra. The teenager watched intently as her mother submitted to the fondling of the man.

Angie stiffened as she felt Frank’s hand at the hook of her bra. He fumbled with it for a few seconds, but taking off her bra wasn’t really his goal at the moment. When he was sure she knew what he was doing and wasn’t going to object, he paused. Whispering so only Angie could hear, he said, “Say Angie baby, I got an idea. I could take off your bra and play with your tits or maybe April could come over and give you a break for a while. What do you say to that?”

The mother looked at the man who’d just suggested that he would fondle her daughter. Like him, she’d been watching April watch her and she didn’t like having April show such interest in Frank’s hands on her body. It was embarrassing, but she couldn’t do anything about it. At Frank’s suggestion, she suddenly realized that there was something she could do about it. “You wouldn’t take her bra off, would you?”

“What if I did?” he asked her and gauged her reaction. Her look of disapproval made him say, “Well, not right away, but look at her stare at you. Don’t you think she deserves it?” When Angie didn’t answer, he continued, “I suppose I could just leave her the way she is and then when I want to feel a bare tit, you can swap out again.”

Angie could see what was coming. Her will to resist was completely gone with only her fading sense of right and wrong to stand in the way. She could see that even that would fail her soon. She had no option, no backbone, and no bargaining chips left. In a few minutes she would be topless while April watched. Shortly after that, she realized, April would be topless, too. She looked at Frank and said, “Might as well take it off her. The little slut deserves it.”

Angela slid off Frank’s lap. “April, I’m going to take a break for a few minutes. Why don’t you hop on Frank’s lap and keep him happy.” She couldn’t resist a smile as her daughter’s jaw dropped. She walked toward the door, but stopped and turned. She wanted to witness the moment her daughter was reduced her level.

Tentatively, April stood and walked over to Frank. This had started out as a game where she was trying to win Frank away from her mom. Suddenly the game had changed. Her mom was on Frank’s side, trying to get her to submit to Frank. Like her mom, April could see no alternative and sat down on Frank’s lap. When she felt his hand on her bare tummy, she jumped and looked to her mom for support. Frank, too, was watching Angela, looking for any objection. His hand slid up to cup the 13-year-old’s tit and he relaxed when Angela smiled and left the room.

“That feels nice, baby girl,” said Frank. “I like playing with your tits. You got a great mommy who knows how to share. Looks like you’re both gonna get to spend time with me. As much time as I want you to spend.”

“Uh huh,” agreed April. She liked the feel of his hands on her young body, but didn’t like the implication that she was just one of his women, virtually a slave to him.

“I want you to call me daddy,” he said to her. “Whenever you talk to me, you have to call me daddy, got it?”

“Y-yes, d-daddy,” said April, the words seeming out of place.

“And you’re daddy’s baby girl, got it?”

“Yes, daddy.”

“You’re daddy’s cocksucker.”

“Yes, daddy.”

“You think it’s OK with mommy if daddy’s baby girl shows him her cute little titties?”

April knew her mom was completely under Frank’s control. “Probably,” she answered. She thought his talk was creepy. She wanted to be a woman and he’d treated her like that for the past couple of weeks, but suddenly his talk was babyish, making her feel like a little girl again. “My mom… um, mommy probably wouldn’t mind, daddy” she said. She could feel the surge of his cock against her ass as she spoke to him like that. It thrilled her to have him react like that. It was that big cock of his that made her feel like a woman. She said it again, but used more of his words, “Mommy wouldn’t mind if daddy’s baby girl showed daddy her cute little titties. I don’t think mommy would mind if daddy touched my tit… my cute little titties.” She squirmed her ass against his cock, feeling its hardness and despite her childish words she felt like a woman.

“Then show them to me, baby girl,” said Frank. He couldn’t believe the rush he was getting from this encounter. The idea of getting her to call him daddy had just suddenly leaped into his mind. Her rapid descent into the role playing made him want to fuck her right away, but he knew he had to take his time with Angela still around.

April undid the catch of her bra and pulled it away to reveal her small tits. Almost as second nature, the little girl knew that her relationship with Frank could go different ways. She could be his little girl slave, a miniature equal to her mother or she could be better than her mother and still ascend to the place of Frank’s number one female. She made the unconscious decision to beat her mother at her own game.

“Ooohhh, daddy,” she cooed as his hand rested on her bare breast. “It feels so good to have you play with my cute little titties.” She relaxed into him, resting her head on his shoulder as he had his way with her.

Angela returned to check on them from the doorway and felt a sense of satisfaction at the sight of her daughter being fondled by Frank. Better her than me, thought Angela. She turned to leave, happy that April was keeping Frank occupied. But, Frank saw her and called her name. With a sense of dread, Angela came all the way into the room. “You might as well get topless, too, Angie,” said Frank. “Show me your tits, mommy,” he added.

April said, “Yeah, mommy, show daddy your tits, too. He likes tits.”

“Daddy?” said Angela, caught off guard by April’s new term of endearment for Frank.

“Yeah, he wants me to call him daddy,” said April innocently. “And, I guess that makes you mommy,” she added. She hadn’t called Angela that in years.

When Angela removed her bra, Frank said, “April was the first to get topless, so why don’t you be the first to get bottomless, mommy,” said Frank. He grinned at the way she squirmed in embarrassment at being called mommy. She slipped her panties off and waited for his next command.

“What do you say, baby girl,” said Frank to April. “Why don’t you let mommy have a turn on daddy’s lap now?”

“Oh, OK,” said April. She was half disappointed to be giving up her seat on Frank’s lap, but the other half of her longed to see her mommy humiliated some more. She wiggled her butt against daddy’s cock one more time and then stood up. Angela noticed the smirk was back on her daughter’s face as she sat down nude on Frank’s lap. April settled down in the chair and watched as her mother’s body was fondled.

Unlike her daughter, Angela did not get the sense of competition over Frank. She was now in the center of Frank’s attention and would much rather it was April that was being sexually abused than her. Yet, as her daughter watched, Angela started to get excited by Frank’s ministrations. The sense of being abused was replaced by a thrill as he fingered her cunt and played with her clit until she was squirming with pleasure. “Ooohh, Frank, don’t stop,” she moaned as he stroked her most private places.

Frank took her right to the edge of orgasm and then said, “Want me to fuck you, Angie? Want me to lay you back on the carpet right now and fuck the shit out of you?”

Angela was too far gone to object and, in fact, was eager to get Frank’s cock inside her. She wanted and needed the orgasm that Frank’s cock surprised, so she laid herself down on the floor with her legs spread, lewdly inviting her master to take her. April watched with amazement. She’d been fucked by Frank and she’d watched her mommy blow Frank, but this was the first time she’d watched the two fucking.

It was part of Frank’s plan that Angela came quickly, leaving him unsatisfied. He pulled out of her cunt when her orgasm ended. She lay panting on the floor, basking in the warmth of her recent orgasm. Frank turned to April and said, “Take off your panties, baby girl.”

“Frank, what are you doing?” asked Angela.

“You came too fast,” he said, placing the blame on her. “I still need to cum.”

Angela watched April strip off her panties and lay down on the floor next to her. It seemed so unreal to have her 13-year-old daughter lying next to her on the floor, ready to be fucked. Yet, she couldn’t object because she had failed to satisfy Frank. “Fuck me, daddy,” she heard April say. “Fuck your baby girl with that big, hard cock.”

Frank slid his cock inside April’s tight cunt and started stroking. He felt the warm, moist tunnel squeeze him like only a young girl’s cunt could. It was incredibly arousing to have his cock buried in April while Angie watched in astonishment. It had happened so fast. This morning she was objecting to April wearing a bra and panties around the house and now she was part of a three-way with her daughter.

“Don’t cum in her,” was all that Angela could say to defend the daughter that she thought was a virgin. “She’s too young to have a baby.”

Frank nodded his agreement. The last thing he needed to ruin this perfect setup was for the girl to get pregnant and people to start asking questions. But, that didn’t stop him from pounding into her cunt until the last second. As he felt his cum start to rise, Frank pulled out of April and sprayed his cum on her chest and belly. Jerking his cock, he squirted several loads onto the girl’s body.

April felt a sense of satisfaction at making daddy cum, especially since mommy hadn’t done it right. But, she also felt a sense of longing as her own orgasm slipped from her grasp. She had felt the rush of an impending cum, only to have it yanked away as Frank pulled out in haste and spent his seed on her tummy.

As Frank sat back on the couch, panting heavily he admired the two women that lay on the floor still. His baby girl was coated with his cum while Angie looked on with a mixture of disgust and disapproval. He almost laughed as he tried to imagine what was going through Angie’s mind as she considered the recently raped body of her daughter. Then, he had a thought that made his limp cock jump. “Lick up my cum, Angie baby,” he said. “Clean the cum off of my baby girl.”

Angie looked at Frank with shock and saw that he wasn’t kidding. She looked back at April and saw the questioning look in the 13-year-old’s eyes. “Do it, Angie,” said Frank, his voice sounding menacing this time. Knowing that Frank had the leverage to make her do just about anything, Angie got on her hands and knees over her daughter’s body and bent her head to the girl’s tummy. Her tongue came out and she lapped at the cum that trailed next to April’s navel.

Frank moved off the couch to get a better, closer view of Angie as she licked his jism off April’s tummy. The whole afternoon had been an ad lib. He hadn’t known how far he could push Angie, or even if he would be able to talk April out of her bra with Angie’s approval. But, now he realized that he could get anything from them. “Higher,” he said as Angie finished cleaning up one spot of cum. His eyes went to the strand of cum that crossed one of April’s nipples. “Lick it all up.”

The mother kept licking as instructed. She too saw the inevitable, but avoided it as much as she could. Finally, she’d cleaned up April’s flat tummy and in between her cute little titties and there was nothing left but April’s nipple. She lapped at the last bit of cum, feeling the roughness of April’s aureole. It took a couple of swipes of her tongue and April’s nipple was standing up hard like a pencil eraser when she was done. She was about to stop when she heard Frank hoarsely whisper, “Hell, Angie baby, just suck on her nipples. Suck on them both. That looks so fucking hot. Suck on our baby girl’s cute little nipples.”

Angie didn’t hesitate to take April’s nipple between her lips and suck on it. She ran her tongue around it, feeling its hardness. She heard April’s quick intake of breath and kept at it. When she shifted to the other nipples, she again her April gasp in pleasure.

“Oh, mommy, that feels so good,” said April. The feeling that shot through her body was incredible.

Frank leaned over April and kissed her hard, feeling her tongue in his mouth. Then, he pulled Angie up as if to kiss her, but instead pushed her face toward April’s face. “Kiss her,” said Frank. “Kiss her like I kissed her.” From just inches away, he watched as mother and daughter’s tongues entwined.

As a rush of sexual energy hit him, Frank lay back on the floor, his cock in his hand. “Come suck me off, Angie baby,” he said. “The two of you made me hard again already.”

Angie put her mouth on Frank’s cock. French kissing her daughter had been another unreal experience and one that she was eager to get away from. She wondered at the tingle in her pussy that resulted from the sensuous kiss. But, for now she was distracted by the cock in her mouth. Soon she was joined by her daughter who licked at Frank’s balls and then took his cock away into her own mouth. Angie’s mind churned as she tried to think of a way out of the nightmare spiral that she and her daughter were trapped in, but she could think of nothing. Frank had their house and all their money. They had to do whatever he wanted; if he was ever unhappy with them, they would surely be homeless. All she could do was watch her 13-year-old daughter suck Frank’s cock.