The Girl 3

Resume: The Girl has the ability to manipulate people sexually – and to erase memories. She has seduced both the man Dad and his Wife Mom and has blackmailed Dad into having S/M sex with an obese old rich cow, the Dame – the Girl threatened to turn Mom into a lesbian, thus ruining their marriage. We don’t know the purpose of all that, except the objective for some reason failed and Dad have to visit the Dame again.

A week had passed since Dad had visited the Dame, fucking the living daylights out of her. A week had passed since the brief message from the Girl. He had to go back.

Dad normally had his meetings out of the office, visiting clients. But this new customer had asked for a meeting in the office. When she turned up, Dad immediately recognized her. The Girl. Again she had a new appearance. Not the innocent school girl. Not the sexy biker chick. Not the hot secretary. She was dressed to look older and, well, boring. And she had done quite a good job, it would seem. A long pleated brown skirt, a loose green sweater over a white turtleneck. Flat shoes. The hair just hanging there. But Dad couldn’t lay his eyes on this marvellous young piece of woman without seeing the perfect curves and the fire deep inside the eyes. She was hot no matter how she dressed.

Dad let her into the small conference room and closed the door. He pulled the chair out for her being a gentleman like with any other client. Only the conversation was quite different from the ordinary meeting.

“I am so sorry”, the Girl just started, “I was so sure I had it the first time. But I failed and we have to go back. But don’t worry; you don’t have to fuck her. At least, I don’t think so”. She spoke fast and in an explanatory voice.

“Hold it!”, Dad interrupted. “I haven’t got a frickin' clue what you are talking about. Wouldn’t it be fair to let me know what we are doing?”

The Girl sighed. She knew she could just force Dad to help her. But she knew by now she could trust Dad and that he was right. She decided to give him a little bit of information.

“The Dame – or actually her husband – has obtained something that they could abuse for their own benefit, changing the life of all humans on the planet. I am trying to get it back.”

That sounded noble enough. “What is it?” Dad asked.

“It is information. It is stored on an USB dongle that cannot be copied. I thought I found it in the safe, when you distracted the Dame so thoroughly, but the one I got contained the footage from her office surveillance cameras. Interesting stuff, but not what we needed. That reminds me – you probably want to erase what was recorded last week.”

Dad blushed a bit. “Don’t change the subject. What is the information?”

“It’s a formula”

“A formula for what? Drugs? Weapons?”

“No, not weapons or drugs. Or, not exactly”

“Then what is it about?”

The Girl looked into Dads eyes. She looked tired. “What is it always about?”

“Money. Or sex”, Dad replied.

“Exactly”, she answered. “In this case it is both. A lot of both. But please listen, if I get the chance I will tell you more later. Right now I need you to focus on what you need to do. You have to be familiar with this device” – she pulled an object from her hand bag and put it on the table. It was quite phallistic, but bent in a shape of the letter U, a bit asymmetric. Dad had a hard time completely recognizing it.

“Yes” the Girl said. “It is a dildo. But it is a damn special one”.

She started the guided tour of the device. The surface was soft to the touch like rubber. IT wasn’t smooth but rough and knobby. And it was shining red like a brand new Ferrari.

“The bigger end goes into the pussy”, the Girl explained. “The smaller is actually a butt plug, notice the concave shape, and it goes – well that’s obvious. The shape makes it stay in position in both holes once properly introduced.”

She pulled a smartphone from her bag and handed it to Dad. “It has hidden features too”, she continued. “Try opening the boring looking app called Tax”.

Dad easily found the app. “With that app the phone becomes a remote control, using Bluetooth”, the Girl continued. “You will find a number of preinstalled runs as well as individual adjustments.”

Dad looked at the app. One side had a list of programs that could be run by pressing a button. The other side had a range of rotary knobs to adjust, well a lot of things. Dad tried one. The pussy dildo got visibly thicker. He tried another one, and the anal dildo got a bit longer. He started the first program. The dildos moved back and forth out of sync, like a DP would be performed. The tried the second one, making both dildos rotate and vibrate.

“There are features more hidden”, the Girl said. The device can take a sample of pussy juice and store it. We might need that. And the app”, she smiled devilish, “is also a GPS locator, and a voice recorder both in the room and on the phone. The Dame needs that app..”

As the Girl explained the last details she stood up, pulled her chair out and used it as a stairway to walk right up on the conference table. Within seconds, the flat shoes were gone. Then socks, the sweater and the pleated skirt. She stood there in just her panties and the white turtleneck that appeared to be very slim fit and very flattering for her body. She realized the panties were in the way too and they went as well.

“You need to master that device to perfection”, she explained. “First we must practice the insertion”. She picked up the dildo and was about to make some use of it. “Arh, I forgot the lube”, she said, annoyed with herself, “could you please lick me a bit, after all it’s a quite large device”.

Like he was sitting on a giant spring, Dad jumped from his chair and with no delay whatsoever buried his nose and mouth in her hot but dry crotch. It had been only a week, but he had longed so much for that scent and for the feel of that soft slick and perfectly pink pussy. He knew she was an easy starter, so he just dug in and his tongue quickly found her clit. With Dad standing straight up and the Girl standing on the table, the height was actually perfect. She spread her legs a bit, giving him easier access.

She tasted wonderful. Dad tried to get as much contact as possible, getting his own lips inside her outer lips and sticking his tongue as deep as it would go. Not unlike French kissing. Actually she was probably wet and ready after 30 seconds. But none of them seemed too eager to stop, so Dad continued to lick her until she had a squirting orgasm. With his fingers he lubricated her rectum and by then she was definitely more than wet enough.

The Girl took the device and quickly inserted it. It fitted nicely in both holes. She showed Dad how to do that and how to take it out. It took quite a yank to get it free due to the angle between the two tips but Dad soon got the proper technique. He could stuff it in like putting a key in a lock and only after practising that for a while he realised that he was stimulating the Girl quite intensely. He wasn’t aware of her pleasure until she squirted on his hands in another orgasm.

Then it was time to test the functions with the remote control. Some functions were meant for use during walking. They tried them. They worked well, sort of. The functions were stimulating as intended and the device remained seated in the crotch despite the walking movements – but the Girl had trouble walking or even staying at her feet due to the orgasms that hit her again and again. They finally tested the functions meant for maximum pleasure in lying positions. The Girl fainted on the carpet.

Dad couldn’t possibly see how he could need to know more features so he turned off and gently removed the device while the Girl slowly woke up.

“I think you will be fine”, she smiled to him. “It works for me”

Dad smiled too. “Only problem is, you and the Dame have not much in common”

“Oh, but we do”, the Girl assured him. “We both love your cock, and that is all that matters. Actually, I need it right now”. She gave Dad a serious look. “Make love to me. Carnall bliss is not always enough. Show me passion”. She took of her now sweaty turtleneck, and lay completely naked on the floor. She lifted her arms towards Dad. Quicker than he thought possible he undressed. He laid down on top of her and they kissed a long time before he even tried to enter. She was soaking and more than ready and his rock hard erection was pounding on her front door screaming to enter. But he took his time. Kissing her mouth, forehead, neck and shoulders.

Finally he entered, slow and gentle. He moved slowly and didn’t do much. He didn’t fondle her perfect bosom. Actually he just lay on it. He didn’t reach down and grab her firm ass. He didn’t make her lift her legs to get a better access. He just lay on his elbows, admiring her gorgeous face with his eyes and with his kisses.

She didn’t come during that lovemaking. But she had never looked happier. When Dad had finished and emptied his balls deep inside her, they just lay there. She didn’t want him to go. Actually her pussy clamped down on him so hard he found it difficult to get out of her. But all good things come to an end – and the conference room would eventually be used for another meeting. Knowing that they got up and got dressed. They made the final preparations for the next day, when the Dame should receive her gift.

Dad had no problems getting in. He went to the front desk, dropped his card and asked to see the Dame admitting he had no appointment. Three minutes later, he was in her office. This time he was alone, the Girl didn’t come along as his secretary.

The Dame greeted him formally at first. Today she was wearing a short, black dress, which would look great on a younger and smaller body. It was so short; the lace on the stockings was just visible.

“Hello”, she said, “is there a problem with my pension plan?”

“No.” Dad kept eye contact. After a pause that might have been awkward he caught a glimpse in her eye.

“Have I been a bad girl?” the then asked – the voice almost hiding her anticipation.

“No.” Dad said again. “But you will be. I have a present for you and I expect you to prove yourself worthy of it. Loose the pants.”

Her face split in a grin. “I’m not wearing any.”

Dad raised his voice. “Well then go get some, Damnit. You have to keep up or I’ll lose my temper”

Dad prepared himself for yelling some more for disrespectful behaviour, but he didn’t have to. The Dame looked down at her feet and said “yes Master”, then hurried to a drawer to find some underwear.

She hastily began putting them on when Dad interrupted her. “Did I tell you to put them on?”

“No Master”

“Now stay there. If you could avoid disobeying me for 10 seconds I will give you something. Here!” He took out the shining red device and handed it to her. Her eyes grew in her face. “I think you know what to do with it”, Dad continued. “Or do I have to explain everything?”

The Dame didn’t really get a chance to answer. Dad stepped to her and yanked the device back out of her hands. With a small kick to her left foot her legs were spread just a bit and with the short dress that was all Dad needed. The practise with the Girl the day before was well spent. With no problems and with no more pain than a slut like the Dame probably liked anyway, he shoved the device in position in both pussy and ass. Her body wasn’t ready for it, but she took it well.

“NOW you can put on the panties”, Dad ordered, and she complied. “Take a walk!” he then ordered.

She took a few steps around her office. The device itself was not visible – at least not until she sat down – but her walk suggested some kind of challenge moving. Never mind, Dad thought, she looked vulgar no matter what.

“Now”, Dad explained. “You will not remove your gift until midnight. I will know if you do”

The Dame looked at him, not unaffected by the expansion of her cavities and the whole situation. “But I have a dinner with my husband tonight”, she started. Bingo!

Dad walked to her and grabbed her by the chins making her mouth look like she was a fish. “Well, if you were allowed to lay back and enjoy, it wouldn’t be a challenge, would it?” With the phone in his free hand he turned on one of the more gentle programs through the app. Her face showed quite a bit of surprise.

“Ah, I forgot to tell you” This time it was Dad’s face that split in a grin. “There is a catch – it is remote controlled”. He let her watch as he adjusted a few settings and started another program – a buzz in the ass.

“I know I am far too generous”, he continued, “but I am gonna offer you a choice. Either I put this on max and leave it there. Or… I will let you control it yourself and monitor your choices. Either way, it will not be turned off and it will remain seated in you from now until midnight”. He spoke slowly, and as he did, he turned everything up. He turned both dildos both longer and wider, turned on barbs in the pussy and started the program with rotation, buzzing and thrusts in both holes.

Her legs failed her and she collapsed over the backrest of a conference chair. To her own surprise she had a sudden orgasm. Dad let it stay on max.

“This is great” she gasped. “But you have to let me turn it down or I’ll be dead before midnight. Oh God!” She had trouble finishing her sentence as another orgasm hit her. The plan played out perfectly.

“Gimme your phone”, Dad commanded. She found it with her hands shaking. She handed it to Dad and then fell to the floor, suffering yet another orgasm standing on hands and knees. Having won and remembering that keeping her horny was essential; Dad turned it down a bit. The Dame started to sound a bit more like having sex than being murdered.

He installed the app on her phone as the Girl had instructed him. Then he made her sit in the conference chair. She sat with her legs spread, revealing the device as well as the dripping juices. Dad introduced her to the intuitive and logical app and she quickly learned it. She made a few adjustments and found what would seem the perfect stimulation for her. She was horny and heavy breathing, but able to speak. She was able to keep eye contact and make conversation – but unable to forget she was being fucked by a machine. She looked very pleased with the situation and actually quite pretty in her own vulgar way.

“I thank you for this wonderful gift, Master” she said to Dad. “I will accept your challenge. I will keep this monster in me until midnight. I will complete the dinner with my husband and have countless orgasms during – and I will enjoy every second of it. Now – is there any way I can thank you here and now, Master”

They both knew the answer to that question. Both her lower holes were occupied leaving only her mouth available. And not making any payment would seem implausible. Dad took out his dick and went to stand between her spread out legs. It was limp, but the Dame had obvious talents for curing that.

She softly sucked the member into her mouth balls deep, resting it gently on her wet tongue. Her fingers gently caressed his scrotum. Dad’s left hand found its way inside her dress down to her massive tits. They were easily out of the low cut dress and a bra that seemed to be designed for easy access. It didn’t take long for Dads schlong to get hard and by the sounds of it, the Dame enjoyed that fact just as much as the stimulation she had in plenty.

When fully erect, Dad placed his right hand on her neck and started thrusting. He knew she liked it hard, so he wasn’t considerate as to how she would manage. He plainly fucked her face. She took it like a pro. Her throat was ready, the saliva was floating and she had a few more orgasms. It didn’t take long for him.

Dad delivered the first shot deep in her throat without warning her. She almost choked. Then he pulled out and shot the rest onto her face, aiming for her eyes. He noticed her mascara wasn’t waterproof. Good luck putting on new makeup with that thing running, he thought to himself. But he didn’t say anything.

He zipped his pants and took a look at the Dame, now increasingly hornier because of the taste of sperm and on her way to yet another climax.

“Remember”, Dad said waving his phone at her, “I will be watching”

“Yes Master”, she replied between breathing. “I will obey and I am thrilled you will be watching”.

Dad turned on his heel and walked out. Only in a certain way was it true he would be watching. The Bluetooth feature did not have a range that would let him monitor any of her settings. She apparently wasn’t aware of that. But through the most hidden features of the device and the app she would indeed be watched.

The Girl waited in Dad’s car. He assured her that everything went according to the plan. He didn’t have to though; she was already monitoring the activities in the Dame’s office through the spyware app. The sounds were primarily of heavy breathing and the locator showed the Dame moving around her office, apparently not able to settle down.

“We are going to monitor this for a while”, the Girl said. “Would it be okay if we did it from your house? Maybe I could stay in my old room…” The Girl had that look that would persuade any man to do just about anything. Dad’s thoughts wandered to when the Girl actually lived with them, when she seduced him and he fucked her the first time.

“Anyway…” she continued a bit hesitating. “If things are as I expect, we will probably need Mom to help out. “ She was quiet and let it sink in with him.

“Is she going to… Will she be…” Dad couldn’t finish his sentence. The Girl helped him out.

“Yes, I’m afraid so. She is going to have sex with strangers. She and I will probably be the main event in an orgy with several men. But I promise she is going to have a great time. And so are you”. She kissed him on the cheek.

Dad didn’t answer. She continued: “Think about it. You have already had sex with me and a completely strange woman more than once. And Mom is already part lesbian and into anal. It’s just one more step”.

Dad still didn’t answer but they both knew, it was settled. They drove home.

Mom took it all a lot easier than Dad had expected. Probably because he let the Girl do all the talking. Mom was both thrilled to see the Girl at the doorstep and confused to see her with Dad. They all went to sit in the living room and the Girls opening line was quite blunt:

“Dad knows I have seduced you”, the Girl said to Mom. “I have seduced him too. I love you both, but I have been using you. And I am going to use you more, because I need your help.”

The Girl looked fragile and her voice was matching the look. She was shaking a little bit and seemed completely honest. A lot of parental feelings in the concern-love-care-direction took over and Mom was a loyal ally within 2 seconds.

The Girl told Mom about the Dame – she could have just told about the device, but she told her everything. She explained in details, a little too many details after Dads taste, about the first session, which was a failure. Mom’s eyes grew to double size when she heard of her husband whipping a fat vulgar whore he didn’t even know, but she seemed to have no problem accepting that he did it just for helping out the Girl.

It was an even bigger surprise to Dad that Mom accepted his affair with the Girl. He had cheated on his wife for a girl half her age, and that was just ok? Mom read his face and explained the absence of anger or jealousy: “I have wanted her too, remember? I still do. How can I blame you for feelings that I share? How can I blame you for doing what I have done too?”

The logic was bullet proof however so far from what would be expected. Damn he loved Mom!

The Girl continued explaining about the device. They were all monitoring the app while they spoke. When she got to the purpose of it all, Dad was eagerly listening too – he realized, he had still no idea what it was all about.

“You know the Dame is married to the Villain. The dongle we need must be in his safe. I realized that when the one we retrieved from the Dame herself was a decoy. The Villain’s safe is like a legend. I am not even sure it exists, but I believe so. And we don’t know exactly where it is. But if rumours are true, I know how to open it. The device Dad has planted will hopefully clear things out for us.” Only after she said it she realized her choice of the word ‘planted’ made Mom and Dad smile.

“We should be able to hear when they open the safe. Though the locator we will then learn where it is. And from the sounds of it we will also know if the rumours of how to open it are true.”

“And what are the rumours? “ It was Mom that asked, but Dad wanted the answer just as much.
“Well – the safe is equipped with a synthetic penis and a synthetic vagina. Those control the safe. They both have to be activated at the same time – by being used. They are attached to a computer that makes fast chemical analyzes of DNA from the users; and it has to be the Dame and the Villain. The safe can’t be opened unless they are both there. And they must both fuck it.”

“And how are we gonna accomplish that?” This time it was Dad that asked.

“Remember the device you plugged in should take a pussy juice sample?” This time her choice of words was deliberate. “It should be more than full by now. “ You get the device back, put the juice in a fleshlight and use it on the safe-dick”.

“A fleshlight?”

“You know. A pussy in a tube, a dildo for men… You don’t have one?”

Dad didn’t.

“You should have”, the Girl matter-of-fact-like told him. “I’ll get you one. Even though you will probably never need it anymore. Anyway – we still need a sample from the Villain. That’s where you come in!” The last remark was for Mom.

“I kinda figured that out”, Mom replied.

“All this is just fine”, Dad interrupted. “But what is it we are stealing?”

The Girl paused. Then she sighed, decided to come clean. “We are not stealing. We are getting it back. The USB dongle contains a bio-chemical formula. With that you can produce a drug that will alter the prefrontal cortex in any human being. The place in the brain where opposing thought are measured against each other to make us choose what is morally right gets messed up. Sexual desires will always be put first. And the sexual desires will be boosted quite a lot at the same time, as will stamina and vigor. The drug will turn anybody into a primitive sex maniac.”

She let it sink for a while then continued: “There is more. For some subjects the desires get so strong they can be projected at the victim, making the attraction mutual. This means that rape is impossible. If a man attacks a woman she will be turned on, wanting the session and thus eliminating the element of compulsion. This only applies to some, around one in three.”

“What is the drug really for?” Mom asked with a bit of doubts in her voice.

“I am not sure, what the inventor planned with it, but for the Villain it is money. Besides he’s such a pervert he will probably get a kick out of just watching the world turn into an orgy.”

“How will he get money from it?”

“That’s easy. He owns a lot of corporations. Porno and sex toys. Birth control pills. Condoms. Legal and illegal abortion clinics. Hell, he even owns 30% of the newly opened Centre for Venereal Deceases downtown Dublin. He’ll make his money allright.”

“And the dongle is the only copy?”

“Yes, thankfully that is a fact. The inventor made it impossible to copy and using the formula to create the drug is very complicated. The Villain has not been able to do that yet. All he has is a few samples. Can you guess who his first test subject was?”

“His wife”, Mom and Dad answered with one voice.

The Girl smiled, confirming. “Indeed the Dame was a dirty slut before, but now…” Dad had to agree. The Dame was beyond anything. “She doesn’t seem to have the mind control part of it though. Thank God.” Dad made that conclusion on his own.

The Girl continued. “The Villain needs partners with chemical facilities to make the drug. It can be distributed through a number of channels, air condition, water supply, adding to the beer in his brewery. But he needs help producing it. He is meeting with a bunch of peers from all over the world to seal the deal on Friday night. After the dinner they will usually share a couple of whores and that will be our window of opportunity”

“So…” Dad concluded. “You two will be the whores and I will be the burglar?”

“Exactly!” the Girl smiled. “And training camp starts now”. The last remark was for Mom that blushed.

(this is only the first half of a quite long chapter. It is to be continued very shortly)