Britney 04: A Day in Britney's Life - Sex Stories

Britney 04: A Day in Britney's Life

... similar with her own dad, totally gave me the green light." Roger laughed. "I can't thank you enough, and I made the appointment for Wednesday."

"My dad told me, he's so damn excited. Already talking about when we can all get together." Trent laughed, thinking of his father's eagerness. He envied the man, Trent hadn't gone into gynecology like his dad but he wished he had. He wouldn't have been angry to examine Katie for Roger.

"Glad to hear it. I was thinking the same thing, maybe next weekend? Lacey's got another business trip."

"That sounds great. My dad wants to host. Even though I'd always said I wouldn't carry on the tradition, he's been preparing in the hopes that I'd change my mind."

"Sounds like he made the right call!" Roger was rustling with something as he laughed. "What's he been up to?"

"He's got a room in his basement, you've got to see it to believe it." Trent grinned. He couldn't fucking wait.

Roger groaned. "The weekend can't come soon enough!"

"No kidding. Well I'll let you go, have fun tomorrow."

"Thanks man."

Trent hung up the call still thinking of what they'd get up to at his dad's place that weekend. Speaking of, he shot a quick text to Charles to see if he wanted to join Trent and Britney for dinner. He'd find a way to keep his dad from fucking her, but Britty could certainly use a load or two from her papa provided they were down her throat. Trent knew how much his dad liked to watch his cum pooling on Britney's tongue, ...

... liked to see how much he could get her to hold onto before he had her swallow it down.

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Britney came down from her bedroom just in time for Trent's dad to be knocking on the front door and letting himself in.

Trent was in the kitchen, but he heard Britney call out to her papa and almost certainly throw her arms around him for a big hug, Charles groaned loud enough that Trent heard it and laughed.

"What are you doing here, papa?" Britney asked.

"Your daddy invited me for dinner, Britty, are you happy to see me?"

"Of course I am, papa."

Britney was guiding Charles into the kitchen, his large hand grasped tightly in her little one. "Now what's that on your legs, little one?" Charles asked very seriously. Trent grinned to himself, he knew what it was.

"Oh," Britney said quietly. "Daddy gave me a couple of loads of cream when I got home from school."

"Did he now? He's been filling up your little cunny has he?"

"He has, and my..." Britney trailed off. Trent looked over to see her face bright red.

"He took your asshole, didn't he kiddo?"

Britney nodded.

"And did you like it?"

She chewed on her lip, considering. "It hurt a lot, but the last time wasn't so bad."

"She came really hard, with my cock in her ass." Trent added, shutting off the stove.

"Dinner's ready!"

When they'd finished dinner, Britney tidied the kitchen while Trent and Charles moved to the living room. "Roger's happy to bring Britney over on Saturday, dad."

"Oh ...