Robbie The Star - Daddy's Little Angels
By Jeremy Spencer
Copyright 2004

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Author's Note: The following is a fictional story. In it, fictional characters have hot, sweaty, unprotected, fictional sex. They live in a fictional world without fictional diseases. You do not. Be careful. All characters in this story are old enough to know what they're doing. Now, on to the show!

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Have you ever had that feeling? It feels like a fucking icy hand grabs you by the back of the shirt collar, and your balls tighten up in your nut sack? Only you don't know what's coming, you don't know what's out there, but you know that whatever it is, it's bad?

That's exactly how I felt.

Amanda and I finally made it to the studio when suddenly she rushes off and I hear her yelling to someone.

"Hi Daddy!"

Hi Daddy? Her father is here? On the movie set? I looked around but couldn't see who she was talking to, but I began to panic.

Who the fuck is Daddy? Why would be be here?  Then I saw him, and suddenly my heart was in my throat and my panic shifted into high gear.

Jonathan fucking Edwards.  Fucking isn't really is middle name, by the way.

The fucking richest of the rich. The owner of the goddam studio producing my movie. This is Amanda's father? I just knew I was in some deep shit and started looking for somewhere to hide.

But at the same time I was also confused as hell! Why was Amanda the one to come get me this morning if her dad is some bigwig?  I mean, since when does the daughter of the richest studio head in Hollywood go schlepping for a b-grade movie star who can't make his early morning makeup call? Damned if I know.

Like I said, icy cold feeling around my neck, and my nuts had already jumped for cover. I felt like I wanted to puke. I just knew this was going to end badly.  Before I could find a dumpster to hide in, Amanda had returned, her father in tow.

"Daddy, this is Robert Lawson." To my surprise, Mr. Edwards stuck out his hand as we were old friends. What could I do but shake it?

"Um... hello sir." If I was going to get my ass handed to me on a platter I'd best be nice about it.

"Of course, of course, I know who you are. Charlie tells me you're doing just grand on our film. Says you're doing fine work. Excellent. Had a bit of trouble this morning, I hear? Amanda was able to straighten you out though?"

Amanda gave me a look as if she was ready to jump my cock right there on the set, but thankfully I don't think her father saw it. She grinned at my discomfort, knowing she'd straightened me out all right, a couple times this morning and once this afternoon.

Amanda giggled as I stared into space, my concentration broken as she licked her lips, those same lips which had recently been wrapped around my hard cock.  I started, wondering why the two were staring at me.  What had Mr. Edwards been saying?  Oh yeah, apparently I'm doing a good job on the movie.

"He says that, does he?" I finally stammered, trying to ignore Amanda as she slowly sucked a finger into her mouth.  I turned away as I felt my prick begin to swell in my slacks and I prayed Mr. Edwards didn't see it. "Charlie says I'm doing a good job? That's great," I said, rather insincerely. What the fuck? I thought that Charlie hated my guts. Not that the feeling isn't mutual, of course. Fucking Charlie, what an asshole.

"Oh, certainly, certainly. Says you've been a real pro. Says he's getting solid stuff from you."

Ah. Now I got it. Charlie was trying to impress the boss.  It wasn't that I was a good actor, or that I was doing such a good job, it was that Charlie the brilliant director was getting good stuff from me.

Little fucker.  I wanted to ring his neck, but I didn't see him anywhere.

"Yes, well. Thank you very much, Mr. Edwards. Sir," I said, trying to break away and run for cover, but he would have none of it.

"So tell me," he said conspiratorially, leaning in close and whispering in my ear. "Is my little girl as hot a piece of ass as I hear she is?" He grinned when I started sputtering.

"What... um... sir?" I was suddenly unable to come up with a single coherent sentence. I glanced at Amanda, but she was no help.  In fact she seemed to be looking at me expectantly, as if she too was waiting for my answer.

At the moment I couldn't have lied to save my life, and I had a sinking suspicion that my life, or at least my acting career just might be ending sometime very soon. I mean, this is the studio boss' daughter, for chrissakes! How did he know about us, anyway? My dick wasn't hanging out, so he couldn't see Amanda's lipstick marks. How?

"Come on, Robbie. Can I call you Robbie?" I nodded dumbly. "You don't think Amanda went over to pick you up by accident, do you? What kind of father would I be if my little girl was out fucking one of my stars and I didn't know about it?" He paused for a moment to let that sink in, then leaned in close with the jaw dropper. "What kind of father would I be if I didn't approve?" He raised his eyebrows, and I felt my eyes widen at the realization that not only was he aware of our activities, but he had, what... instigated them?  I broke out in a sweat, trying to shake the clammy feeling that had suddenly come over me.

"But...you... you knew?"

"Knew? My boy, who do you think paid off the limo driver?" Shit shit shit. The thought hadn't even occurred to me. We'd left the limo in the hotel parking lot for hours. Of course he knew what was going on, but the dad?

"You knew?" He nodded. I knew he knew, but I still couldn't get my head around the idea. "You knew... and you approve?"

"Hell, boy! Not only did I approve, but I insisted." Only the fact that my arms were folded across my chest kept my jaw from hitting the ground, I'm sure.

Amanda giggled at my expression, and took one of my arms in hers, pressing herself against my side. She patted my hand lightly, her eyes still bright with laughter.

"Isn't Daddy just the coolest?" she asked, staring lovingly at her father.

"Um. Yeah, I guess." I still didn't know what to say. Finally Mr. Edwards himself stepped to my rescue.

"Why don't you kids get a little private time by yourselves. I have a bit of unfinished business with Charlie over there. How about you get together with the rest of the family later. We'll see what comes up." He gave me one last look, gave a loud laugh, and turned to head off.

"Wait Daddy!" cried Amanda, quickly releasing me from her grasp. She pouted prettily, putting her hands on her hips, and sticking her lip out. "Don't I get my goodbye kiss?"

Her father gave himself a quick slap to the forehead, before turning and giving his daughter a kiss. Now, my dad used to give my sister kisses, but they were nothing like this! I'm sure my sister never slipped my dad a little tongue when they said goodbye, nor did my dad squeeze my sister's ass like was happening in front of me. I was in a bit of shock, truthfully.

I was also a bit turned on, and felt my prick hardening in my pants. I looked around to see if anyone was looking our direction, and thankfully no one was. The two finally broke their kiss, much to my relief.  They held a short, whispered conversation, and then he was gone.

As soon as her father had left, I grabbed Amanda and pulled her to my trailer, which was thankfully devoid of any hair or makeup girls.

"What the fuck?" I almost shouted, scaring Amanda a bit.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Where should I start? This whole day has been one fucked up mess. First I don't get a wake-up call, then you show up and fuck me without a second thought. Then, not only is your dad not pissed off and threatening to fire my ass, he asks if you're good in bed, and then you kissed him like... like you did!" She looked thoughtful for a moment, taking in what I'd said.

"What did you tell him?" she finally asked.

"What?"

"Did you tell him I was a hot piece of ass? That's what he asked, right?" she asked me, grinning at my stunned look.

"Yeah? Why? How'd you know?" She rolled her eyes at me in disgust.

"That's what he asks everybody I screw for him."

"What!?"

"I know, you'd think he could think of a better question than that, something a bit less... shocking."

"He asks... you said he asks everybody you fuck?" She nodded. "How long has this been going on?"

"A couple years."

"And how many..."

"A couple dozen."

"But, you said..."

"I know," she giggled. "You thought I was nervous, right?" I nodded. She laughed triumphantly. "I knew it! I'm getting good at this. I keep telling Daddy I should be an actress, but he says he'll never give me a chance." I shook my head in wonder and collapsed back onto the bed.

"You certainly had me fooled. But, why?"

"Because I like to. It's fun you know!" She shook her tits as she said it, and reached out and grabbed roughly at my cock, still semi-hard in my pants. "Ooh... someone likes it too! You wanna do it again? Right here? People could hear us doing it," she panted, eyes glassy with lust.

"No... I mean yes," I said when I saw her begin to pout again. "I mean, yes I want to, but... that wasn't what I was asking... I mean... I mean why does your father do it?"

"He doesn't, silly, I do! Did you forget already?" she asked playfully. "I'm kidding. He does it so his actors stay in line."

"What do you mean?" I asked, completely lost.

"He wants to get some big dirt on all of his lead actors. What would your agent do if he threatened to leak that you'd been fucking a seventeen year-old?"

"You're seventeen?" I gasped. I thought she looked young, but figured she was just one of those women who would never look their age.

"Uh huh," she answered. "Daddy says it helps him at the negotiating table later on down the road. Think about it. How else would he get Taylor Johnson to work so cheap?"

She was right, nobody could understand why Taylor, who was probably the biggest star in Hollywood, continued working on small products for Edwards, at far less than his normal twenty million dollars a picture. Now I knew, or at least thought I did.

"You fucked him?" I asked. She nodded happily for a moment, but then her face fell and she walked next to the bed, her pussy at eye level.  I could smell her arousal as she toyed with the front of my shirt, stroking my nipples with her tiny fingers.

"Don't worry though. It was a one-time deal with him. He was one of the first guys I fucked, when I was only fifteen. You, I want to keep fucking, again and again and again..." her voice trailed off as her tiny hand reached for the front of my pants, stroking me through my jeans, and I heard her gasp quietly.

"I still can't believe it!" she said. Her fingers curled around my semi-hard cock through the heavy denim of my jeans, and I moaned as her fingers dropped lower to cup my balls. "You're so fucking big!" she exclaimed.

"Jesus, Amanda! That feels good!" I ground my cock into her hand, feeling her fingers wrap around me more tightly.

She grinned mischievously, rubbing more insistently at my growing bulge.

She didn't say anything, her eyes were still on my cock bulge. I moaned again as Amanda began to stroke and squeeze me, bringing me fully erect inside my jeans. I reached my hand out between her legs and gave her cunt a quick swipe through her slacks, finding her already hot and dripping wet.

"Feel good?" I murmured.

"God yes!" she sighed.

"Take your pants off, so I can really get you going."

Amanda grinned at me and quickly dropped her hands to the snap of her jeans, and with one motion pulled down her jeans and flimsy panties, already sticky with her juices. She took off her top, and stood looking at me anxiously.

"Aren't you going to take anything off?" she whined, licking her lips. One of her hands had dropped down to her pussy and began teasing the wet lips, stroking in and out as she thumbed her clit.  I dropped my pants, my eyes glued to Amanda's mouth as she licked her lips in anticipation.  The sight of her pink tongue glossing over her puffy lips had me hurrying to remove the rest of my clothing, and soon we were both naked, my cock sticking out in front of me, bouncing up and down in time with my pulse.

I put one hand on her nearly bare pussy and fondled her small tits with the other. In no time, we were both panting for breath. My fingers were hammering in and out of Amanda's wet pussy, and she was pumping her fist up and down my cock so quickly it was almost painful.

"Fuck me, Robbie!" she moaned, breathing harder now, her face and chest flushed with her arousal. "I want you to fuck me, right here, so everyone can hear us!" I let her push me back onto the bed, haphazardly knocking clothes and costumes onto the floor of the trailer in our rush.

I didn't waste time with preliminaries, and reached out my hands, spreading her long tanned legs as wide as I could force them. Her pussy gaped open and I fought the urge to drop to my knees and lap up her sweet juices. Instead I grabbed my erection, and jacked the shaft a few times to get my cock as hard as possible. Quickly positioning my cock at the entrance to her pussy, I dragged up and down her slit, collecting her juices, and thrust inside.

I slid in much more easily than before, and within seconds I was plunging in and out of her tight, wet hole. Amanda locked her legs around my ass, pulling me closer, and our mouths met in a hot kiss, her tongue shooting into my mouth as my tongue dueled against it. I moaned loudly into her mouth, our faces hot against the other, and increased the pace of my thrusting.

Amanda came first, and I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock.

"Oh, Robbie," she moaned loudly, grabbing me with her legs. I thrust roughly into her once, twice, then pushed into her completely with my hard shaft, our pubic bones mashing together, and began spurting my cum down her wet tunnel. I collapsed against her chest, feeling the hard flesh of her nipples poking against my skin, but quickly rolled us over so as not so squash her with my weight.  Amanda sighed and leaned on my chest, as I stroked the firm cheeks of her ass.

We lay motionless for several minutes, my cock still hard inside her gently pulsing cunt, exhausted from our quick fuck. Suddenly I could hear the sound of quiet knocking on the trailer door. I started to panic, looking for a pair of pants or a robe, but before I could find anything, Amanda lifted herself onto one arm and called out.

"It's okay. Come on in!"

Shit!

I tried to move, a task made difficult due to the naked girl plastered to my body, but it was too late, as the door burst open and two girls I'd never seen before bounced into the trailer.

"Oh my God!" one of them shrieked, a hot brunette with big tits. She had on a short mini-skirt and a belly shirt that enhanced more than it hid, and wasn't wearing much more. My cock was still buried deep in Amanda's snatch, so the girl didn't get a good look at my dick, but we were facing the door, so she saw just about everything else.

Obviously there was no hiding what we'd been doing.

"Amanda, holy shit! You bagged a good one this time.  We could hear you guys all the way across the set you know" It was the other girl, the exact opposite of the first. She was wearing a long sleeved pullover and baggy slacks, and I couldn't tell if she had a good figure or not.  She had long blonde hair and a pretty face, and judging by the look in her eyes, I knew she was hot for us.

Before I could move, the two girls had crossed the short distance to the bed.

"I'm sorry," I started apologizing lamely. The brunette giggled, and to my amazement reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt and swiftly pulled it over her head.

Her tits were bigger than I'd thought, and they practically spilled out of her bra.

"Kelly," Amanda said, having turned when I gasped, "You're such a slut!"

"I'm a slut?" the girl answered. "You're the one who's laying there with his cock buried all the way up your cunt, and I'm the slut?" Amanda giggled, and I felt my cock twitch as her muscles spasmed around me.

"I suppose, but it's such a nice cock." She turned and looked at the other girl, still standing near the door of the trailer. "Isn't it, Mindy?"

Mindy, who I now knew to be the frumpy girl, spoke up again, and I knew my first guess as to the level of her horniness had been correct.

"I can't really tell if it's nice," she said. "Pull it out and let me see more of it." Amanda giggled again, raising her hips, and I slipped out of her cunt with a plop. Immediately I felt our juices pour out of her hot snatch, coating my cock and balls.

"Oh," cried Kelly. "That's such a waste, let me get that!" She was on her knees in an instant, and to my shock, I felt her tongue bathing my prick, which quickly bounced back to attention. By the way Amanda was squirming on top of me, I figured Kelly wasn't limiting her tongue action to my crotch, and I got turned on knowing this girl was licking the juices from her pussy just as she was licking my cock.

"So good," Amanda hissed, grinding her hips against mine. Her entire weight pressed against me, and I could feel her nipples, still erect with passion, digging into my chest.

I reached around, grabbing Amanda's tight ass cheeks, and felt a finger already at her pussy, thrusting into her sticky hole. My cock was once again near full mast, due to a combination of Kelly's mouth and hands, and I watched in fascination as a nervous, but obviously excited Mindy slowly pulled her heavy sweater over her head.

It turns out Mindy was packing some nice tits under her sweater, and when she slipped out of her pants and underwear I was surprised to see the hairiest pussy I'd ever laid eyes on. She saw me looking at her and blushed brightly, but her eyes were quickly back to my cock and Amanda's pussy.

My eyes were glued to her pussy.  It was a frightening maze of hair, but I found it strangely erotic, in a wild-woman sort of way. Judging by how wet and matted her pussy hair looked, she was excited by what she was seeing. I could see her hand immediately slip down to her bush and start playing with her pussy lips, and before long I started smelling her own unique musk added to the already strong odor of Amanda's feminine arousal.

My attention was dragged back to matters closer at hand when I felt a pair of lips engulf the tip of my cock. I moaned into Amanda's shoulder as Kelly tried to swallow my shaft in one gulp. She nearly succeeded, but gagged on the last inch or two. Her fingers weren't busy either, fondling my balls and teasing my anus with the tip of a fingernail. She was very gentle with my balls, rolling them in her soft hand, squeezing gently as her tongue worked over the crown of my cock.

Not wanting to leave Amanda out of the fun, I got her attention long enough to let her know I wanted her sitting on my face, and she eagerly complied. The last thing I saw was her soaking wet pussy descending on my face, and then my world was full of slippery wet flesh and hot, tangy juices.

I reached my arms up, grabbing a tit in each hand, and began rhythmically squeezing and pulling at her tender cones of flesh. I heard her moan her pleasure, her lust mirrored in her hips, which began grinding into my face more insistently.

"Fuck me with your tongue," Amanda moaned, driving her pelvis against my chin. I tried to give her what she wanted, stiffening my tongue and shoving as much as I could into her tight snatch, but apparently I wasn't providing enough stimulation. "I'm so close, dammit," she cried out, and I felt her hand reach down her body and began playing with her clit. I pushed her forward, freeing my face, and reached a hand around, thrusting first one, then two fingers into her wet hole.

Amanda began moaning in earnest now, her movements becoming more erratic, when suddenly my face was flooded with a torrent of her cum. I lapped at the tangy liquid as quickly as I could, but I couldn't get it all, and my face was soon coated with her sticky juices. Before I could move, Amanda rolled off me onto the floor, and walked over to Mindy, who was standing by the side of the bed, furiously rubbing her pussy with one hand, while with the other, she pulled and twisted at her rubber-like nipples.

Mindy blushed when she saw Amanda walking toward her, but never stopped staring at me, my cock still buried in Kelly's mouth. I felt my orgasm approaching, and was soon brought to the edge, and quickly over it. I shot spurt after spurt of my sticky cum into Kelly's waiting mouth, as I watched Amanda wrap the shy Mindy in her arms and give her a searing kiss.

"God, that's a lot of cum," Kelly exclaimed from the foot of the bed. I looked down and saw she hadn't quite taken my entire load, and her face and throat were covered in cum. She reached a finger out, scooping up my thick fluid, and eagerly began licking the heavy spunk into her mouth.

She quickly climbed onto the bed, curling herself up in my arms, and together we lay there watching as Mindy and Amanda locked lips. Mindy was the first to notice they had an audience, and tried to pull away, but Amanda wouldn't get her.

"You need to do this," she hissed, softly enough that I had to strain to hear what she was saying. "You're such a voyeur. You know Daddy wants you guys to take over for me. You're going to have to do more than just watch!"

"What's that?" I squeaked, unsure if I'd heard correctly. Amanda turned and walked to the bed, pulling a protesting Mindy behind her.

"When we were at the hotel," she explained to me, "I called Daddy and told him what had happened, and he said if I wanted to, I could quit fucking his actors, since I'm going to be busy with you."

"And it's our turn now!" exclaimed Kelly, jiggling a little on the bed, her tits jiggling with each bounce. "I'm so excited! Is everybody as hot as Robbie?" I tried not to react to the compliment, but that's a difficult thing to do when the other person is naked, and stroking your cock in addition.

"Some guys are pretty hot," Amanda said seriously. "Some are better looking, but not all of them," she quickly added, glancing in my direction. I tried to act hurt, but couldn't quite pull off the emotion. "I'm sorry Robbie, it's true. But no one fucks as well as you do."

I was still confused, although I was beginning to understand an inkling of what was going on.

"Who are you guys?" I asked.

"This is my sister Mindy and this is my sister Kelly," Amanda explained brightly. "Mindy is a year older and Kelly is a year younger, and they're going to take over for me since I'm practically retired now."

"But Amanda, I don't want to," whined Mindy, trying unsuccessfully to cover herself with her hands.

"Jeez, you're such a baby," said Kelly. "It's so fun, I know I'm going to love it! I'm just mad Daddy wouldn't let me fuck around until my birthday, but it's going to be awesome.  I can't wait to try it for real."

"Yeah, Mindy," scolded Amanda. "You need to do your part around the house like the rest of us."

I couldn't believe I was sitting here listening to this! Apparently the owner of the biggest movie studio in town was blackmailing his star actors by getting his daughters to sleep with them, then using that to negotiate a lower salary.

If it wasn't so lowdown and dirty I would have applauded him, it was that brilliant.

Daddy's little angels, indeed!

The End