Love, Lust, and Erin: Pt. 04 by Hamlin,Hamlin

Casey laughed, “God, stop it with the bat!”

Dave grinned, “Do you think I’m making a mistake?” he asked, more seriously.

“You?”

“You know.”

“Oh! Hell no!” Casey said adamantly, “I think you should go for it. From what I heard, you already kind of did!”

Dave blushed, “Yeah, well…”

“Dad, it’s ok. You don’t think Erin’s going to blab all about it to me?” She tickled his sides and laughed, screaming, “You saw my bestie naked!”

Dave fended off the tickle attack, but only half-heartedly.

“Ok, ok! I surrender!”

“Smokin’ hot, isn’t she?” Casey asked, beaming, “God, what I wouldn’t have given to see your face!”

That made Dave’s cock twitch, and the dirty image from his imagination sprang to the fore.

“Inappropriate!” He grumbled.

Casey rolled her eyes, and shot back, “Oh, whatever. You know…”she drawled, “Erin and I have a pact.”

“A pact?”

“An oath, stronger than blood. A sworn promise between BFFs that nothing can break.” she said dramatically.

“My, that sounds serious. I hope there was no blood involved.”

Casey shook her head, saying, “Well, let’s just say that if you want to get any further with her, you’re gonna have to go through me.”

“Um, I don’t follow. I thought you were on board with this.” He said, carefully.

Dave felt a wave of panic. He was quite certain that he did know what Casey was implying, and his conflicted mind wasn’t ready to tackle it.

“Oh, I am so totally on board with it. I want it for both of you. For all of us. You guys are perfect for each other. It’s just, we made a promise to be there with each other for, well, our first time.” Casey said, and her cheeks flushed. She looked away.

“Your first time?”

“With a man.”

“With…a…man…” Dave repeated.

“With a man.” She stated, again.

“Jesus, Casey!” He put his hand over his eyes, “You’re serious?”

“As a heart attack.”

“I might just have one.” He sighed.

“Oh come on, dad,” she teased, “doesn’t it sound a little exciting? Remember, I’ve seen your browser history. I know Dave’s a little dirty!”

“You guys will never let that go, will you?”

“I think it’s kind of sexy,” She purred, “like we’re living in a porno.”

“Porn is not real life. Some things should just be, I don’t know, in your head?”

“No, dad, most people’s real life is not a porno. But yours can be.”

Dave felt his dick harden. This was so wrong. So wrong. So tempting, and so wrong. Wasn’t it?

“Casey-.” he began, but she cut him off.

“Nope,” she said flatly, and straddled his lap, shocking him into silence. He could feel the warmth of her pussy through her thin panties against his crotch. She wrapped her arms around his neck and continued, “Just be who you are, right? I’m super awesome, and you love me because I’m me, right?”

He nodded, caught in her gaze. She continued, “I like dirty, kinky things, dad. Do you still love me, even if I like dirty, kinky things?”

He nodded. She pressed on, “I’ve never been all the way with a guy, but I want to. I really, really want to. Erin really, really wants to, and you’re the guy she wants. Do you want her?”

He nodded, speechless, her eyes boring into his soul as she continued, “Erin likes dirty, kinky things. Do you still love her, even if she likes dirty, kinky things?”

He agreed, swallowing a lump in his throat.

“Did she do that thing to you? You know, the dirty talk thing?”

Dave flushed, and Casey smiled. No need for a verbal response.

“It’s super hot, isn’t it?”

“Yes.” He croaked. Wasn’t he supposed to be the adult in charge here? Why did he feel like he was a slave to the two gorgeous women in his life. Why did he not care one bit that he felt that way? Why was it tremendously exciting?

“Now, just imagine that the rest of your life is that, only it’s real. It’s not just talk. It’s not just strangers in some fantasy world where dirty, exciting, oh-so-pleasurable things happen. It’s your life. Every day. It’s waking up with a hot, busty, blonde Barbie that even old Heff would have snatched up, and she’s willing to do anything you can imagine to please you.”

She closed the gap between them, putting her mouth to his ear and hissing softly, “No matter how degrading, dirty, or downright kinky it is, she does it. For you. Without question. That is the rest of your life.”

She sat back again, grinning madly, “Oh, and your equally hot, and equally kinky daughter, who you cherish and love more than anything else is wholly behind this idea. Your daughter, who loves her old man with all her heart, and truly believes that you deserve all the happiness in the world. Does that sound like a good life?”

He nodded. It did sound like a good life. His penis agreed.

“I…” he stammered. Casey waited. He continued, “Isn’t it wrong? To…you know–”

“To have hot sex with a bombshell blondie half your age? Um, you might recall there was a guy who built a whole business empire from that shit.” Casey teased.

“That’s not really what I meant.”

“I love that you have a moral compass, dad, but it needs a bit of an adjustment. You don’t have to fuck me,” she stated, and watched him reel back, but she kept pressing, “I mean, I’d totally let you if you wanted to,” His jaw dropped, what the fuck was happening to his life? “But if you want to bang my bestie, you’re going to have to be ok with sharing her. And, that starts with letting me fulfill our pact. Do I sense an objection?”

“Wh…what did you do with the little girl that used to beg me for a pony?” He asked.

“She grew up. And, she got super horny. And if you still love her, you’re going to have to be ok with the fact she DOES want her life to be like that which she so eloquently described.”

She snapped her fingers, flicked and tapped at the air, and then held out her left hand. In it, she held a little figure dressed in monastic robes, and said, “This is life choice number one. Celibate, whacking off secretly in the dark, praying to a man in the sky to forgive your animal nature. Every day you’ll be tortured by sounds of two hot, naked girls lezzing off together just down the hall, after they prance around the house cock-teasing you.”

She held up her right hand, which contained the face of Hugh Heffner, “and this is life choice number two,” she explained, “That of an adventurous, liberated playboy with a long line of arm (and bed) candy at his beck and call. Minus the millions of dollars, of course, but with your brains and Erin’s brains, I’m sure that part is inevitable. Hot, horny, sexy girls tend to pull in other hot, sexy, horny girls. They also like to share their toys, because they were taught good values.”

Dave had to agree that she was making a very compelling argument. Or, perhaps his erection was influencing his judgment. Any argument made by a braless brunette rubbing her panty-covered pussy against one’s erection did sound compelling, after all. Even when it was your own daughter. Yes, he was probably going to Hell.

“Now,” she asked, “shall we cut you a tonsure and call you Brother Dave?”

Dave shook his head.

She beamed, “I didn’t think so. Make sure you keep up your exercise. You’re gonna need a strong heart for this ride.”

She winked and hugged him, “I love you, dad.”

“I wub woo huvy.” he mumbled as she crushed his face into her chest.

For the next couple of hours, life returned to a somewhat normal state. Casey cuddled under a blanket with Dave, and they watched something silly. She made them lunch, giving Dave time to stretch. As he was settling back onto the couch, waiting for Casey, a stream of hearts appeared in his Haloes, followed by a kiss from Erin.

“Missing you guys.” came her message.

“Hal, call Erin.” Dave instructed.

He waited, and a moment later Erin appeared in front of him. Rather, a ghost Erin appeared, sporting a pair of jeans, cowboy boots, a cowboy hat, and a denim jacket.

“Howdy, buckaroo.” He jibed.

“Just to show you how in the mood I am for a ride.” She shot back, making him blush.

Casey came into the room, carrying a plate of turkey sandwiches.

“Hal,” Dave said, “include Casey in the call.”

Ghost Erin appeared to Casey, as well.

“How’s your mom?” Casey asked.

“Drunk,” Erin answered, “but what else is new. She’s fine. I have some homework to finish up, but I’ll be over later.”

Casey nodded and waved.

“We just wanted to say hello,” Dave said, “and we miss you. Come back soon.”

Erin blew him a kiss and faded from view.

Casey quickly wolfed down her sandwich and leaned back into the couch.

“God, I can’t wait!” She said suddenly.

Dave raised an eyebrow, mouth full.

“You’re really gonna let me watch you fuck Erin? Really?”

Dave choked on his sandwich. Casey waited, grinning, as he got himself under control.

“Jesus, Casey!” He said, “Not if you kill me, first.”

“Sorry. I’m excited! Can we do it tonight? Please, can we do it tonight?”

“I hadn’t really made any plans…”

“Ok, well, don’t forget about me. Geez, I’m totally horny thinking about it. I’m gonna go…upstairs for a while.”

Dave remained silent.

“You can watch, if you want. Maybe it will make you feel better about it.” She said with an inviting grin.

“I don’t think…”

She raised an eyebrow.

“I’ll stay down here.” He said, “you go do…what you have to do.”

“Ok. If you change your mind, I’ll leave the door open.”

She kissed his cheek and fled the room, ass jiggling delightfully. Dave forgot the rest of his sandwich, and curled up on the couch, pulling the blanket tightly around him. He most certainly was not going to go upstairs and watch his daughter masturbate. Most certainly not. Being coerced into having to do it with Erin’s pussy as the prize was one thing, but he was definitely not going to go upstairs and stand in her doorway like some kind of pervert, and watch her spread her legs and play with her horny pussy until she climaxed, imagining her best friend impaled by her daddy’s hard penis. No. He was not doing that.

Dave stood trembling a few feet from Casey’s door, listening to the hum of a vibrator from within. Casey moaned excitedly as she masturbated. Drawn forward by his raging erection, Dave took a few steps closer.

He thought of Erin’s pussy, slick and hot as she rubbed it along his cock this morning. He thought of her voice, dripping with desire and kink, whispering the filthiest things in his ear, words that made his blood boil. He wanted…he needed to feel it. He needed to be inside her. Her pussy was his drug. To get his fix, he had to let his daughter watch him deflower her best friend.

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