Dominant Females
“It’s a well known fact that Hollywood is run by a bunch of half wits. However occasionally they do get one right and the decision to cast Rose McGowan on “Charmed” was one of those times where it was a perfect call. Having her, Alyssa Milano and Holly Marie Combs onscreen together is as pure a punch of pussy power that you will ever find. Why it’s almost enough to make me tune away from my regular Thursday night viewing of “Smackdown.”
So anyone who knows me knows that I have had had the lustful eye toward Rose McGowan for a long time now. When she was cast, a story from me was inevitable. I put some thought into it and wondered, what would Alyssa, Holly and Rose’s first meeting be like? I think it would go something like this…
But first, it’s time for the disclaimer. If you’re reading this you must be over the age of 18 because lord knows that people under 18 aren’t curious about sex and reading this might turn you into someone who wants to go out and have fun. Seriously, if you’re under 18, hit the back bar and go someplace else. Hey I’ll bet you can find a copy of “The Turner Diaries” online somewhere and read that with no problem.
Also, this is entirely fictional. While we would all like to imagine these three ladies can turn into lesbian sluts at the drop of a hat, it probably aint true. This is merely my fevered imagination and not reality.
Please please please send me feedback. That’s what tells me people are reading my stories and without it I assume that everyone hates my stuff. Just tell me what you thought of it good or bad. Send feedback to me!
Now onto the fun…”
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Tom Petty said it best when he mumbled that, “The waiting is the Hardest part…” That was certainly the case here. It wasn’t that what was coming couldn’t yet be defined as a good or a bad thing. It was all the waiting and the uncertainty that went along with it that was unbearable.
Holly Marie Combs sighed as she continued to look out the window. Perhaps it was the sign of a short attention span, but she hated to wait. Nothing annoyed her more than being stuck not knowing what was going to happen. She didn’t like waiting for answers or resolutions. She liked to know right away. The waiting here was killing her, if for no other reason than a lot of her future as an actress depended on it.
“Haven’t you ever heard the expression a watched pot never boils?” a female voice spoke behind Holly as her arms encircled her waist from behind. “I think that applies to waiting for people too.”
“I can’t help it,” Holly admitted while surrendering to the softness of Alyssa Milano’s embrace. “You know how antsy I can get.”
“Well maybe there’s something I can do to make you feel better?” Alyssa purred her suggestion into her co-star’s ear.
“Mmmmmm you’re insatiable,” Holly moaned as she felt Alyssa’s lips softly kiss her neck, something her friend knew turned her on to no end. “But she’s going to be here any second.”
“I don’t see why you’re so nervous,” Alyssa stated. “She’s just another actress like you and me. She doesn’t bite you know.”
“Are you sure?” Holly asked with an arched eyebrow as she turned around to be face to face with Alyssa.
“Well maybe not 100% positive, but I’m pretty sure,” Alyssa admitted with a smile.
“Oh c’mon Lyssa, you’ve heard the same stories I have,” Holly pointed out. “There’s no other way to say it, this girl is weird.”
“Hey, I’ve heard all the stories and yes I’ll admit she seems a little off the beaten path, but don’t let that bother you,” Alyssa said. “With the Queen Bitch gone, this is our show now. If we don’t like her or if she comes in with an attitude then we go right to Aaron and she’s gone. It’s as simple as that. With the money he’s paying you and me now he’d better know who he should listen to.”
Holly considered the words of her friend but she still wasn’t convinced. There had been so many names bandied about after Shannen Doherty had taken her ego out the door and quit “Charmed.” Alyssa and she had heard everyone from Jennifer Love Hewitt to the chick that used to be Punky Brewster mentioned. But none of those actresses had gone for the part and instead Aaron Spelling had settled on the ultimate wild card…Rose McGowan.
Holly couldn’t even hear her name without thinking of her non-dress at the MTV Awards a few years ago, her strange independent movies and, most of all, her relationship with Marilyn Manson. Even though that was all over, it still hung over everything Rose did. Every article about her mentioned his name and it made Holly a little uncomfortable.
Aaron had thought it would be good for the three of them to get together and get a sense of each other before the contracts were made official. So Alyssa had arranged for a get together at her house for this sunny afternoon and now they waited, quite impatiently, for Rose to arrive.
“Girlfriend, you have got to relax,” Alyssa insisted. “You sure I can’t do anything to take your mind off this?”
Alyssa then proceeded to undo the button on Holly’s jeans and slip her hand inside. Holly gasped and soon her head was filled with the delicious sensations only another woman could make her feel. She could already feel her pussy moistening in her panties and she knew if she didn’t stop Alyssa now, before she knew it they’d be naked and in a wicked little 69. So, with great reluctance, Holly removed Alyssa’s hands from inside her pants.
“Ohhhhhh you spoilsport,” Alyssa playfully chided. “You owe me now, you know.”
“I can’t wait for you to collect,” Holly replied while focusing on a wistful memory. “You know Alyssa I really miss how we used to…you know…”
Holly let her own sentence trail off and it hung in the air for a moment before Alyssa responded.
“I know sweetie,” Alyssa said. “I’ve missed you too. God we had some fun. You still get me so hot. I miss our little slumber parties.”
“We were so wild…” Holly remembered as a blush spread across her face. “You’d always make me come so hard.”
“You made me wild,” Alyssa pointed out before hugging Holly tight again. “That hot little body of yours got me so wet.”
Neither woman let her name pass their lips, but Shannen’s spirit hung over their memories…adding hurt to what should have been wonderful, sexy remembrances. When the show began three years ago, they had all gotten along so well. Holly felt like Alyssa and Shannen really were her two sisters and they shared everything together. They were together through bad marriages, new loves, idiot boyfriends and all the victories or disappointments life could throw at them. Sleepovers became a constant thing in their lives and they pretty much behaved like a trio of silly teenagers again.
So Holly reasoned that it shouldn’t have been much of a shock when they took their relationship a big step forward. The three of them had spent so much time together and gotten so close that sex seemed to be almost a natural extension of their friendship. Holly had never been with a woman so these had been scary new feelings, but she also knew that Shannen and Alyssa had made her feel better than any lover ever had. Soon those slumber parties had devolved into all night threesomes and with all that beautiful, naked girl flesh around it was pure bliss.
Unfortunately, when they became lovers, things had to change and they changed for the worse. Petty jealousies over men and stupid fights seemed to happen more often than not and Holly could see that they clearly drove a wedge between Shannen and Alyssa. Holly had tried to play peacemaker, but often it was to no avail. Shannen just seemed to grow more and more distant from them until the threesomes had turned into twosomes.
The breaking point had been mid season when the three had gotten together to go over some ideas for the future of the show. Holly could see that Alyssa was excited over the prospect of maybe drawing Shannen into the fold again, but it was not to be. Shannen came looking for a fight and boy, did she get it. An attempt at reconciliation between them went very badly and after Alyssa had tried an impetuous kiss on Shannen, she exploded.
“No! Get off of me!!!” Shannen had shouted as she pushed Alyssa off of her.
“What the fuck is your problem?” Alyssa demanded, her face flushed with the anger of rejection.
“I’m not like that anymore!” Shannen insisted.
“Like what! What are you not like?” Alyssa hotly asked while Holly shrank away and let them fight.
“I’m not a dyke!” Shannen declared, her words cutting like knives. “I’m not a pervert like you Alyssa!”
“What did you call me?” Alyssa screamed as she grabbed Shannen’s arm forcefully.
“You’re a fucking dyke Alyssa!” Shannen growled. “You and Holly can fuck each other silly if you want but leave me out of it!”
Holly gasped in horror as Alyssa reared back and slapped Shannen right across the face. Shannen rubbed her cheek in shock before running out the door and driving away into the night. They had managed to make it through the rest of the season, but for all intensive purposes it was over that night. Shannen was gone from the show and from their lives.
Holly never blamed Alyssa for what had happened. She knew how hurt she had been by Shannen’s behavior and Holly had often suspected that Alyssa might even have been in love to some degree with their departed ex-friend.
Since Shannen barely spoke two words to them off-screen for the rest of their tenure, she and Alyssa had gotten even closer. She had seen up front how Shannen’s rejection had crushed Alyssa and, even though she masked it under anger, she knew how much she missed her. Alyssa and Holly just hadn’t been able to make it as a twosome. They had tried a few times, but it just wasn’t the same. The spark Shannen had given them was gone.
However, Shannen was the past and Rose was the future. Holly had to admit she and Alyssa had had a lot of fun speculating who their co-star might be. Names like Denise Richards, Tiffani Thiessen and, especially, Jennifer Love Hewitt had brought about some lovely fantasies and even led to some spirited fucking between the two women. Perhaps a new type of threesome was to come. When Rose had been announced, Alyssa had been intrigued but shared a few of Holly’s concerns about how the spirited, never conventional actress would fit in on their set.
Suddenly Alyssa’s cell phone rang and she picked it up. It was her agent and Holly quickly went back to staring out the front window.
“No, she’s not here Eric,” Alyssa informed her agent. “I said I’d call you after she left, didn’t I? Geez, take a fucking chill pill or something! She’s not a serial killer. She’s just an actress. I said I would call you to tell you how it went and that’s exactly what I’ll do.”
Alyssa then ended the call and sighed.
“God damn it, he thinks she’s going to come here and rape us or something,” she said, shaking her head over her agent’s concern. He had been very nervous when he found out Alyssa had invited Rose to her house. He had preferred they all meet in a restaurant or some other public place. Alyssa had reassured him time and time again that they’d be fine.
“Oh like you’d complain if she came over here and raped you,” Holly teased. “You wouldn’t be putting up much of a fight, believe me.”
“Quiet bitch,” Alyssa smiled. “And let me tell you something if anyone is going to be doing any raping it’s gonna be me. She may think she’s Miss Thang cause she likes to show her tits at awards shows, but she’s never tangled with me before.”
“Yeah you could take her out back for some topless gardening,” Holly laughed, remembering Alyssa’s recent confession to FHM Magazine.
“Oooooh lil Holly’s feisty side is showing,” Alyssa grinned. “I like that. I like that a lot.”
“Maybe I’m just getting feisty thinking about the three of us upstairs in that bed of yours,” Holly suggested. She wasn’t a woman who was bold with her sexuality; in fact she was much more of a follower than a leader. But Alyssa had been helping her break out of that shell lately.
“Oh I don’t know if she could handle us,” Alyssa replied, her thoughts also turning to images of Rose naked in her bed as she and Holly gave her an official welcome to the show.
It wasn’t hard for Alyssa to summon that fantasy. The truth be told, she could barely think of anything else. Ever since Rose’s name had first made its way through the rumor mill she had taken on the starring role in Alyssa’s daily morning masturbation in the shower. But she and Holly had agreed that this was not going to be that type of meeting.
Rose was new to them and they were new to Rose. Jumping into bed with a relative stranger was probably not the wisest move and Alyssa certainly didn’t want any repeats of the Shannen Incident. Besides, they had no idea whether Rose ever entertained a sapphic thought in her head much less wanted to fuck them. There was just no reason to rush into things. Still that didn’t stop Alyssa’s mind from working overtime in the hot fantasy department. Alyssa couldn’t help but think of Rose’s movie “The Doom Generation.” There had been a scene where she got together with two guys and Alyssa imagined that if she like that, maybe she’d get into her and Holly wearing strap ons.
The waiting was suddenly broken when a buzz announced that someone was at Alyssa’s gate.
“Hello?” Alyssa said into the speaker.
“It’s Rose…” a voice spoke back. Though the speaker didn’t provide the clearest possible voice, it gave Alyssa and Holly their first live interaction with a voice that seemed surprisingly soft as if it could draw you in with sugar with the threat of poison always lying in wait.
“Ok, I’ll let you in…” Alyssa replied and opened the automatic gate to her driveway. A few moments later a car pulled up and Holly was immediately impressed.
“Whoa…” she said softly.
“What? Is she wearing that MTV dress again?” Alyssa asked.
“Not quite,” Holly replied as Alyssa joined her at the window. Together they watched as Rose cruised in behind the wheel of her Jaguar XKR convertible. Alyssa had wanted a car like that for so long and there was Rose driving up in a brand spanking new model. It was even the color she wanted, British Racing Green. Rose exited the car and, even though the convertible’s roof was down, there wasn’t a hair out of place on her head. She wore a loose, indigo sundress and a pair of sunglasses. She was also the sexiest thing Alyssa had ever seen.
“Whoa is right,” Alyssa gasped. They hadn’t even been introduced and Alyssa could just see there was something about her. It was apparent that Rose had this confidence and this attitude that made her instantly desirable, even from the outside. There was no better way to say it than to describe her as sex personified.
“Here kitty…kitty…kitty,” Alyssa then said softly.
“We better open the door,” Holly suggested, ignoring Alyssa’s last comment and breaking them both out of their Rose induced trance.
“Riiiiiight,” Alyssa replied, walking over to her doors and flinging them open before Rose even had a chance to ring the bell. “Hi Rose!”
“Hi yourself!” Rose smiled as she walked in the house. A purse was slung over her shoulder and Alyssa had trouble stopping herself from imagining how easy it would be to just slide the dress off her body.
“It’s good to meet you Rose,” Holly said as she wandered in.
“Good to meet you too,” Rose replied. None of the three women were quite sure how to greet each other, so they merely engaged in quick little handshakes and left it at that…for now.
The three of them settled into Alyssa’s living room with Rose sitting in a soft chair across from the couch where her two soon-to-be-co-stars sat. It was almost like an interrogation as they sat on the couch and tried to get a sense of Rose and what she was all about. But even as they stared at her, Alyssa and Holly also couldn’t shake the sense that she was sizing them up too. It felt like Rose wasn’t even worried whether or not she would fit in on the show and was instead deciding whether or not they were even worthy about being in her presence.
The awkward silence lasted a few endless moments before Holly finally broke the ice.
“So…Rose, that’s some car you’ve got out there…” Holly said.
“Tell me about it,” Rose replied. “Talk about a major splurge. I pretty much blew my whole signing bonus on that thing, but it’s worth it. Sometimes a girl just needs have a ride with that much horsepower.”
Rose just let that last comment hang in the air, letting them take it however they wanted to. Alyssa was the next to speak.
“Signing bonus?” she inquired, her mind focusing on that part of what Rose had just said.
“Yeah…you know for signing on the show,” Rose explained. “I had to drop out of a film in order to get ready for the season so they gave me a nice bonus payment.”
“Excuse me, they signed you already?” Alyssa asked, in disbelief. “You mean like officially and everything?”
“Yeah,” Rose replied. “Is there a problem or something?”
“Well…no….not really…” Alyssa replied. “I…we…just thought we were going to have final approval or something.”
“Well you didn’t,” Rose simply stated. “I’m all signed up, three year contract and everything. You didn’t think this was like a job interview or something, did you? That’s not the way I do things, girls. I’ve done all the auditions I’m going to do for this part, thank you very much.”
“We didn’t think that,” Holly insisted, a little taken aback by Rose’s attitude. “We just wanted to meet you and all. No one was interviewing you or anything. They just didn’t tell us they’d signed you up officially, that’s all.”
“Well you two better talk to your agents or something, cause it looks like you two just got cut out of the loop,” Rose said with the slightest of smirks crossing over her lips. It was gone in a second, but both Alyssa and Holly saw it. Holly also saw Alyssa’s face tighten a little and her eyes flicker with the temper of hers that seemed to flash always at the worst time. She had to cut this off before anyone got slapped.
“I need a drink,” Holly suddenly announced, the afternoon heat starting to get to her, despite the air conditioning. “Does anyone else want anything?”
“I’m fine,” Rose said quickly, as if she was bored with the entire proceeding.
“I don’t need anything,” Alyssa replied as she stared at Rose, her face almost unsure of her emotions. Part of her was furious that this girl could walk into her house and act like she was the star and the other part just wanted to tear that sundress off and worship her naked body.
Holly quickly ducked into the kitchen and returned with a glass of ice water. She figured she and Alyssa would be needing something harder after Rose left, so she kept it simple this time.
As Holly rejoined Alyssa on the couch, Rose stifled a yawn and stretched her arms a little, pressing her body forward against her dress and giving a little tease of the curves that lay underneath. Rose had left Holly and Alyssa almost at a loss for words, they were having trouble getting to know her. It really didn’t bother Holly that Rose had signed on, but she knew it aggravated Alyssa to no end. Holly took a long sip from her glass as Rose spoke.
“So…are we gonna fuck or what? I don’t have all day, you know,” Rose asked in such a direct and nonchalant manner that Holly practically choked on her water.
“Excuse me?” Alyssa asked, in disbelief.
“Are…we…going…to…fuck…” Rose asked again slowly and with great relish. “I mean that is why you asked me here, right?”
“What are you talking about?” Holly asked, regaining her composure as Alyssa looked like she’d just swallowed her tongue.
“C’mon…Shannen and I had a long talk the other day,” Rose informed her flabbergasted hosts. “She told me everything you did…everything. Well, she didn’t exactly tell me everything. She just told me to watch out because you two were going to hit on me. So I guessed that all three of you had been together. She seemed really grossed out about it, but truthfully it really turned me on thinking about you three together. You know playing sisters onscreen and fucking each other offscreeen, I liked that. Seemed kind of kinky. So when you invited me here, I thought you wanted to initiate me to the cast or something.”
Caster rolled his eyes playfully at Jamie.
“Can you believe this honey?” Caster asked.
Jamie could just stand there helplessly and observe the scene before her.
“No…I would enjoy doing it myself.” Caster reached around and undid her belt. With one leg reaching up he gripped the pants with his toes and pulled them down her body. They came to the ground around her ankles.
Caster ground his hard cock into her matching black silk panties.
“Step out of them.”
Eve breathlessly said, “No.”
“I said step OUT! NOW!” And he smacked her naked thigh leaving a nice red handprint.
Tears started to form in Eve’s eyes as she lifted her legs one by one and stepped out of the pants. All she had on now was her bra, panties, stockings, and high heels.
Caster took both of his hands and put them on Eve’s back. He rubbed her skin up and down. From the top of her ass back up to her shoulders. He ran a hand through her hair and another hand rested on her ass. He looked up and groaned inwardly.
“Sean…you can’t do this…not…not in front…of Jamie…” Eve tried desperately to stop her husband from doing this abusive act in front of their daughter.
Both of Sean’s hands slid down her backside and into her panties cupping her tight bottom. He then laced his fingers around the fabric of her panties and ripped them off her body.
Eve’s body shook. She held the wall and shower door tighter.
“Awe, come on Eve. My darling wife. Can’t she stay? Just this one time? I promise I’ll be good.” Caster asked condescendingly.
Jamie was balling now. Her foot stamped the ground seeing there’s nothing she could do.
Eve looked up at Jamie panting and crying in the corner of the shower. She realized that her own face probably looked just as helpless. She was out of breath and so very confused by everything that has happened from the moment she walked into the house and heard the moans and cries of Jamie being forced to bounce on her father’s staff-like penis.
Eve could only think of one thing to say, “Sean…this is not-”
Her finally thought was interrupted suddenly by her husband’s cock being shoved up her pussy.
“UUUHHhhhh!!!!” Eve cried, “OOhh God!!”
Jamie wailed out hopelessly, “NOOooo, Mommy….stop please Daddy.”
Caster began to pull and out of Eve’s ass and fired back in.
Gasping,”Uh….uh-hhh…uuuhhh…god….ohhh….fuck…”
Caster held onto her hips and began rocking away at her tight hole.
“OH Eve. So nice. Are you grateful?”
Eve rolled with the punches as her body was banged forward with each of her husband’s thrust.
“Uh…uh…uh….uh….shit….uh….Sean….uuuhhh….” Eve moaned constantly not being able to truly respond.
“I think you’re grateful.”
Jamie cowered down onto the floor of the stall and put her hands over her eyes. Through the cracks between her fingers she watched as her Dad fucked her Mom. Her Mom was halfway in the shower and halfway out. With each thrust of her Dad’s penis her Mom was farther in than she was a second ago. Jamie could just sit there and sob at the sight.
“OOOHHHh….OOhhh…OOhhhh…oOHHohh…” Eve groaned into the shower. Her moaning and grunting echoed throughout the bathroom. If someone were walking by the window outside, they’d surely be able to hear her.
Suddenly Eve’s grip on the wall slipped and she fell completely into the shower and up against the wall. Her bra covered tits mashed into the wet tile.
Jamie watched as her father followed closely behind and bent his knees. He spooned her Mom up against the wall and again reinserted his hard on into her pussy.
“AAaaahh….oohhh….ooohhh…” again Eve cooed and grunted as her husband continued his attack on her pussy. The water sprayed down onto the two of them and made the contact between them even more slippery.
Caster leaned over and started to suck on the bottom of Eve’s ear.
“Turn your head.”
Eve could only obey. She turned her frightened face towards her husband.
Caster moved in and stuck his tongue into her mouth.
Her eyes closed and began to swap tongues with him. She tried to cry out into his mouth, but the reaming of her pussy only caused her to moan some more. Only with her mouth engrossed in a make out session, her moans came out as hums.
“HHhhmmm…hhmmm….hhhmmm…”
Jamie looked up to see her parents embraced in a passionate kiss. Her mother’s hands were pressed against the wall as if trying to push off it, only to be pushed back against it by her Dad’s thrusting. Even though she was in a shower with hot water splashing onto her, the sight of her parents fucking in front of her and kissing with their eyes closed caused Jamie to break out into another cold sweat. She felt numb all over, especially around her tender, recently fucked, pussy.
Caster broke the kiss and Eve turned face front. He pushed into her so hard that she was lifted off the ground and slid up the wall. Her black bra caught on a tile seam and was pushed down exposing her hard nipples.
“Uuhhh…uuhhh…Uhhh…” Eve felt her nipples being slid up and down the tile wall. Every time her nipples hit the gap between tiles, she gasped aloud.
“UUuuhhh…OOop….UUuuhhh…OOop…UUuuhhh…OOop…”
Jamie felt faint and wanted to stop herself from passing out. She grabbed onto the shower door handle and slowly started to lift herself from the shower floor. Once she was up she leaned her head over and started to black out. As quickly as she could she reached above her with both hands and grabbed onto the showerhead. Jamie pulled herself up on her shaky legs and just held on with her arms outstretched. She criss-crossed her fingers in order to help herself stay up. In doing so the shower head jerked and sprayed higher onto her rabbit-fucking parents.
Caster stopped. His hands were wrapped around Eve’s front and clasped hold of her tits. He turned his head towards the front of the shower to see little Jamie holding on for sweet life, trying extremely hard to keep her balance. Slowly he eased Eve down from the wall until she was on her feet. He released her tits and slid them down her waist. He then leaned over and kissed the panting Eve’s shoulder.
“Eve darling?”
Completely out of breath and with her eyes half closed, Eve turned her head back slightly, “What….hhuuhh…what is it Sean?” She asked exhaustedly.
“Look at her. Isn’t she a vision.”
Eve glanced at Jamie through squinted eyes. She saw her wet naked daughter with her arms raised and her head somewhat bowed. She looked like a prisoner hanging from chains in an emperor’s dungeon. Only this dungeon was made of tile and it rained constantly. And the evil emperor wasn’t an emperor at all. It was her husband, and Jamie”s father, Sean.
Caster looked at Eve in a mockingly loving gaze, “We made that sweetheart. You and me. Together as one. We came together and formed that perfect little creature over there.”
Eve could only nod her head shamefully, “Yes…we did.”
“You know what that means?” Caster asked with a plan stirring.
Eve knew deep down what he was going to say. Maybe not exactly word for word, but she knew. All she could do was remain silent and try to catch her breath.
“That means we can do with her as we please.” Caster said trying not to laugh.
Eve’s eyes closed.
Jamie was looking down at her feet. Suddenly the top of her Dad’s head came into view. She suddenly felt hands clasp her ass cheeks and pull her forward. And then she felt a warm wetness around her left nipple.
“OOoohhh nooo….Daddy.” Jamie softly sighed as her father sucked on her nipple. She shook when his tongue started to flick it slowly.
Caster stopped his sucking and removed his mouth. Then he moved over to the other nipple and began to nurse on it.
“UUuuuhhhhhhh…” Jamie moaned nervously as his tongue began flicking faster than the first time.
Eve just stood idly by leaning against the wall watching as Sean continued to suck on their daughter’s tit flesh.
“Why…Daddy?” Jamie asked the top of his head.
Caster stood up and faced Jamie head on.
“I only do it because I love you.” Caster was feeling good about his improvisation tonight. Sometimes it doesn’t come out as good. He continued, “You need to learn a lesson. And believe me Jamie dear…this hurts me more than it hurts you.”
Jamie’s face fell again and she burst into tears. Her hands let go of the showerhead and she fell forward into her father. She leaned her head into his chest and her hands came up between them and rested on his chest.
She cried and balled into his chest hairs like a little girl who did something wrong.
“I’m…sooo…sss….ssorrry…Daddy…please…” Jamie sounded like she did when she was caught shoplifting at age ten, “I…don’t….know…what…to…do…”
Her knees began to shiver and buckle again. Her father held onto her by her arms and kept her from falling to the ground.
Caster made Sean’s face look concerned and understanding. It was a face that Caster would call a Good Dad face.
“Ohh, poor baby. I know…I know.”
Jamie looked up into her father’s saddened eyes with a spec of hope, “You…you…do?”
Caster wiped away some tears from the young lady’s eyes and cupped her face.
“Of course I do. And I forgive you.”
Eve was suddenly interested in what was transpiring. She walked past Sean and stood behind Jamie. She stared up at Sean’s fatherly face and thought she saw a man who has seen the error of his ways.
Eve asked, “Sean?…Is that you?”
Her husband smiled back at her, “Of course Eve, my honeypot. You know what I think we need?”
Jamie’s quivering lips softened enough to ask, “What Daddy?”
“A family hug.”
The bizarreness of it didn’t seem to bother neither Eve nor Jamie. They both just looked at him.
“A hug?” Jamie asked innocently.
“That’s right? A hug. Here.” Caster leaned forward and embraced Jamie’s nude teenage body tightly. He was acutely aware that his still throbbing erection was pressing into her tight belly.
Jamie did her best to get around the cock in her stomach and reached around her father and hugged him tightly. Finally they both drew away from each other and looked back into each other’s eyes.
“Better?” Caster asked of the young one.
Jamie shyly smirked and nodded her head.
“Good. Now turn around and give your Mom a hug.”
Jamie dutifully did as her father requested and turned to her mother.
Eve was crying and shaking her head in a way that made her seem like she wasn’t really here. All the confusion and fucking has turned her brain into mush.
“Go ahead my loves.” Caster encouraged.
Jamie slowly started to wrap her arms up around her Mother’s neck. Eve reacted by wrapping her daughter up in her own arms. As soon as they made contact they quickly embraced each other in a tight motherly/daughter hug. They cried and wailed into each other’s shoulders.
Eve cried, “Oh my darling, my precious…”
While Jamie sobbed, “Mommy…thank you for protecting me…”
As Jamie and Eve embraced, Caster’s gaze fell from their heads down to Jamie’s ass. It quivered and shook in the tight embrace she was enjoying so much.
Caster simply looked up at Eve and said, “That’s good. I’m sooo happy. You two are my favorite wife and daughter.”
Eve could only hold onto Jamie tighter and closer. Their naked tits pressed firmly into each other”s.
“Eve,” Caster said to his mashed brained wife, “Pick her up into your arms.”
Eve’s crying ceased and she saw that same look in her husband’s eyes. Jamie kept on crying, unaware of what was happening.
“Go ahead, pick her up. Pick her up like you’re going to carry her.”
Eve blinked at him rapidly. All the thoughts that came to her were of absolutely no help whatsoever. Eve’s eyes closed slowly. All she could do was sigh.
Just like before, Eve slid her hands down Jamie’s back and cupped her daughter’s tight bottom. Again her fingers squeezed tightly into her flesh. Only this time she gripped tighter and lifted Jamie up into her arms as if she were a little girl.
Jamie stopped sobbing but kept her head over her mother’s shoulder. She held on tighter as she was lifted up against her mother.
“Mmm…mommy?” Jamie asked softly as her mother made Jamie wrap her legs around her torso. Eve kneaded Jamie’s ass and started pulling on her tight skin. This motion caused Jamie’s tiny, but shapely ass to spread slightly. “Mommy…I…don’t like…that…mommy…what…”
“SSSsshhh…” Eve whispered into Jamie’s ear.
Caster walked up behind Jamie’s behind and stood there looking down at the spread ass cheeks before him. His cock was sticking straight up like a rocket ready for lift off. He put his hand down next to Jamie’s puckered asshole and let the hot water trickle down onto it causing it to become extremely wet.
Frightened by this new sensation, Jamie tensed and tried to clench her ass together, “Daddy?!”
Eve felt her daughter fighting this, so she pulled her ass apart and held tighter.
“Jamie?” Caster whispered into Jamie’s ear, “I’m coming in.”
Caster put his raging cock up to her tight asshole and slowly started to press into her.
“OOOOhhhhhhh FFffffuuuuckkkk!” Jamie yelled out at the shower wall as she felt her father’s penis crown her ass.
Caster moaned and grabbed tightly to Jamie’s thighs, “AAHhhhhhh…”
Inch by inch, Casters cock slowly disappeared up inside Jamie’s bowels until he was completely to the stopping point.
Jamie ’s fingernails dug into her mother’s shoulders and she pushed up into the air trying to escape the joyful hurting that penetrated her nether regions.
Caster then slowly pulled out.
Jamie sighed of relief.
Then Caster shoved back in quicker.
Jamie yelled again, “FFFffuuucckk!!”
Caster had a goofy look of absolute pleasure and lust. He had not ever in his entire fucking existence had his cock in something so tight before.
He slowly removed it again, and once again replaced it.
Again Jamie contorted and moaned.
The fingernails into her shoulders caused Eve to yell along with her family members.
“OOOOOhhhhhh….God….Jamie….your nails…..oh shit…..honey…..”
Finally after about five minutes or so, Caster was in a slow but steady rhythm of sliding his cock in and out of the teenager’s vice like behind. In and out, in and out, slow and tight, mother and daughter together….the sensations were too incredibly great.
It seemed after a while of fucking Jamie’s ass; it seemed as though she were doing most of the bouncing. It seemed like she was using her leverage of being held in the air that she would push up off of her mother and then slide back down to the hilt.
Caster just stood there groping whatever body parts he could. In between thrusts and moans he’d slide his hands around front and finger her tight pussy. Then he’d reach up and cup either Jamie’s or Eve’s fine-ass tits. He’d squeeze their nipples extremely hard and roll them between his fingers. He’d lean over and start sucking on Jamie’s tight skin; anywhere he could put his mouth. He’d lean over and make out with Eve for minutes at a time.
Jamie was eventually holding onto the showerhead pulling herself up and down on her father’s erection. She’d moan and cry at the same time. You couldn’t tell if she loved it or hated it.
A little later, her mother was still holding Jamie but now she was turned with her back to her. Eve held her daughter under her arms and her father held her under legs. He was pounding into her pussy like a man on a mission. It seemed as though hours had past for the three family members.
Caster would lean over and make out with Jamie by catching her tongue in mid breath and sucking the air from her lungs. He finished kissing her looked up at Eve.
“Your…turn…uhhh…Evey…”
Eve’s arms were weak, but she held Jamie up in a grip that would make Stallone jealous. At her husband’s instruction Eve leaned her head down and inserted her tongue into her daughters gasping and wailing mouth.
Jamie dejectedly obliged and began to swap tongues with her mother. They made out like experienced lovers with nothing to lose.
“HHhhmmm…hhhmmm…hhmmm…” Both females hummed their mutual understanding that if they didn’t do this, he may never stop. So they continued to kiss and moan for what seemed like twenty minutes.
Caster felt he could never stop. He slid his cock into Jamie’s tight pussy and out again with reckless abandon. He leaned over and alternated in sucking her swollen nipples.
After a while of this, Caster ended up pushing the women together and holding them both up against the wall. Jamie on top sitting on her mother’s legs. Caster held Eve’s legs firmly up and alternated between Jamie’s pussy, Eve’s ass, Jamie’s Ass, and Eve’s pussy. It went on for hours. The best sex sandwich Caster ever tasted.
When everything was coming to a head, he let both the female relatives kneel in front of him and he took great pleasure in allowing them turns in sucking him off. He’d first place his cock on Jamie’s small lips and push in.
“Ugh…” Jamie gagged but quickly got into it, “hhmmm….hmmmm….hmmmm…”
Then he’d pull out and bring it over to Eve.
“Sean….ugh…hhmmmm….hhmmmm….hmmmm….”
Eve sucked him like she was sucking the hard ice cream from a McDonald’s shake.
He felt himself coming, so he quickly pulled out of Eve and raced back over to little Jamie.
Jamie was looking about as aware as a drunk sorority girl. Caster again placed his erection to her lips.
Jamie was extremely tired and worn out.
Breathlessly she said, “Daddy……why…..I….Daddy….”
Caster rubbed the top of Jamie’s head and said, “It’ll all be understood in a minute.”
Eve was so sad for her little girl and she wanted her suffering to be over.
“Just let me do it Sean. She’s had enough. You fucked the ever-living shit out of her.” Eve pleaded, “She doesn’t have anything left.”
Caster shot a warning stare at Eve, “I’ve got more time to spare if she doesn’t finish this. I know she’s been smoking more than this one time.
Eve sighed angrily and crawled over to her twitching daughter.
“I’m sorry baby girl, you have to do this.” Eve told Jamie directly.
“I…can’t. Too…much…too…tired…”
Eve thought for a moment. Finally she bent down between Jamie’s tanned teenage legs and started to flick her clit with her tongue.
Jamie’s mouth flew open with sudden stimulation.
Caster quickly shoved his cock into her agape mouth.
“Suck me Jamie.” Caster ran his fingers through her hair.
The feelings running between her legs from her mother’s licking caused a pent up reserve bank to kick in and Jamie took one hand and wrapped it around the bass of her fathers” erection. She started to yank it up and down as fast as could and deep throated him as far down as she could take it.
“UUgh….HHhhhmmmm….UUHhghh…HHhhmmm…”Her moaning and humming vibrated Caster’s cock like someone had plugged it in. Jamie’s small little mouth was sucking it harder than she even knew she was capable of.
Eve penetrated Jamie’s thoroughly fucked pussy with her tongue and took it in and out at a furious pace.
“AAhhhgh…uughh…Hhmmm….” Jamie moaned as her tongue slid along the underside of her father’s mighty fucking rod. She slid her mouth off it and it made a loud pop. She looked up into her father’s eyes with a burning stare.
“Daddy…I hate you.” Her stare was death defying and her face was fury at it’s worse.
She closed her eyes again and slid her mouth back over the throbbing prick. She sucked, and licked, and sucked harder, and longer. The upstrokes and the way her lips slid over his foreskin were everything they invented blowjobs for. Her hand continued her pumping and her other hand pressed harder into her mother’s hair, forcing Eve to grip Jamie’s thighs.
Caster could feel it coming.
thighs.
Caster could feel it coming.
The look on his face was two thousand times the pleasure he ever received from the choirgirl. It was three thousand times the pleasure he received from Sasha (however incredible she was). He let go like a shotgun.
“Ooooooahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Fuuucccckkk mmmeee!!”
Jamie kept her eyes closed and did her best to take it all in. Some of it came dribbling out of her mouth and dripped onto Eve’s head.
Jamie gulped and gulped and sucked hard for what had to be about a minute.
Eve had turned onto her back and opened her mouth to catch the drops that Jamie couldn’t get. But Jamie got the prize. She had sucked and swallowed just about everything her father could give her.
Caster slowly pulled out of Jamie’s soft lips and knelt down to face her.
He looked into the hating face of Sean’s baby daughter and said, “This is our family Jamie. You and me, and your Mom. We’re all we have left. We have to take care of each other.”
Eve stared up the two of them. She observed Jamie’s death stare and she watched Sean’s almost mocking expression.
“Why?” Jamie asked quietly, more tears appeared in the corner of her eyes.
Caster kissed two fingers and gently placed them on Jamie’s lips.
“Because peach…smoking is bad for you.”
“This concludes the deleted scene from the film Face/Off. You can plainly see why this did not make the final cut of the theatrical release. Maybe someday we’ll get to see the director’s cut. ”
“EMAIL ME. Tell me what you think of the deleted scenes. If you have any suggestions of movies or particular scenes that you would like to see completed, please tell me. I’ll have to do some looking around and find what was left on the Cutting Room Floor.”
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