Incest/Taboo Becky

William stood re-reading the note that Becky had left for him. "What the hell?" He thought, reaching for his cell phone, but then putting it down again. Though her message was cryptic, it had come with a warning. "Come to Grace's place, two o'clock. Come to the sliding glass doors around back. There's a surprise waiting for you, so don't call or you'll spoil it. Becky. P.S. Don't be early, and don't be late either." William looked at his watch again too. It was one fifteen. Since it was only a twenty minute drive over to Grace's place, he had a few minutes left before he had to leave. He thought about calling Mellissa, but then decided against that as well.

Whatever was going on, he doubted Mellissa would know anything. She and Becky had never met. He had purposely kept her identity unknown to Becky for the time being. Though that would no doubt change soon enough if their relationship did indeed continue in the direction he was hoping it would. He recalled how Becky had worked closely with Grace in the past, and had actually began to trust the teacher, one of the few people she ever had. Most likely it had something to do with her going to school in the fall, so perhaps with Grace's help and direction, Becky had reached some sort of a decision regarding that. But why would that be such a surprise? William was half suspecting that Becky had already decided on a different University. But then again, maybe she had changed her mind. So maybe that was it.

Still...

"What have you got to drink?" Becky asked rolling out of bed where she'd just enjoyed a small, but satisfying orgasm at the hands of the two women. "You have any orange juice?"

"Yes, there's some in the fridge," Grace responded still looking a bit frazzled herself. She was emotionally torn which wasn't helping. Becky's threat held over her head, coercing her into doing all this was bad enough. But with Mellissa totally unaware of anything, she had quite naturally assumed this was something that Grace truly had wanted to enjoy and experience with her. Once she had relaxed and gotten into it, she had done her level best to pleasure and please Grace, and her new lover, in every way that she could. Grace rolled over onto her back, still trying to collect herself, still trying to catch her breath. Moments after Becky had left the room, Mellissa rolled over onto her side, facing Grace, the tip of one finger gently and lightly tracing a small circle around one of her still hard nipples.

"So tell me, how did you two meet anyway?"

As she had hoped, Becky spotted Mellissa's purse sitting on the kitchen table when she had entered. It took only a moment more to find what she was hoping to. Finding her cell phone, she smiled upon seeing Jessica's number at the top of her list. She quickly input a text, and then sent it. Turning off the woman's phone altogether. Even if Jessica didn't respond, it mattered not. If she showed up, it would be all the sweeter, but either way...Jessica would eventually learn everything she was meant to. She just would have preferred seeing the look on the bitches face in person when she did. She put Mellissa's phone back, walked over to the fridge and soon poured herself a glass of orange juice, she glanced at the kitchen clock on the wall, smiling. It was one fifteen. With luck, in about forty-five minutes she'd have her revenge on everyone, all at once.

Becky strolled into the den, ensuring that the sliding glass doors weren't locked, and then sat down on the couch, spreading her legs, toying with herself. She was surprised how arousing she found all this, the excitement of what was to come. She could already imagine the shocked, stunned expressions on everyone's faces as the realization of what she had accomplished here and why, came to the surface. Oh sure, there'd no doubt be recriminations and consequences afterwards because of it, but she didn't really care. By then, the damage would have been done, and whatever her father could or even would do to her because of it, wouldn't mean diddly-squat. "And on top of all that, her father hadn't shown much of a spine in the past, so why would he bother having one now?" She mused excitedly. No...regardless of how angry and hurt he might be because of all this, he wouldn't react. At least not in such a way that he would actually do or say much of anything. "After all, what could he do really?" They all deserved what they were about to get, and she was really looking forward to that.

One again as she suspected, her absence caused both Grace and Mellissa to eventually come looking for her, finding her sitting there on the couch in the den, legs spread obscenely, grinning at the two of them as they walked into the room.

"I was wondering when you'd come looking for me," she smiled seductively. "I like this room, it's warm, sexy...and this couch is way comfortable. How about we pick up where we left off...here?" She said inviting them over. The time on the DVD player showed it was 1:30, just time enough to get everyone involved with one another again, hopefully so much involved that they wouldn't see or discover her father's appearance until the surprise was complete. And better still, if Jessica showed up as well. Even if she walked in on the after math, her mere presence would make the party complete. She could just imagine the look in her eyes when she walked in and saw everyone. She was suddenly very wet again just thinking about it. "I need a good fucking," she told Grace. "I don't suppose you've got a strap on handy do you?" She also suggested.

"As a matter of fact, I do. I'll go back and get it," Grace turned heading back up the stairs again.

"Grace?" Mellissa called out. "Why don't you also grab those furry handcuffs you've got too. You know how much I love being restrained when I'm being fucked like that," she laughed. Grace tossed her a concerned look.

"Yeah, grab those too!" Becky agreed, already laughing inside. "How perfect would that be? Her father walking in, seeing Mellissa restrained, with Becky fucking her while she was. It couldn't get any better. "But hurry back! I'm really horny now, just thinking about that."

William pulled into the drive right behind Mellissa's car. He was just getting out when he looked over and saw Jessica's VW Bug pulling in up front. He stepped out, waiting as she got out herself, looking at him inquisitively.

"What's going on? Why are you here?" She asked.

"Same as you I think. Come on, lets' head around towards the back. I'm assuming you were told to do the same thing as well yes?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact...I was," she said trailing behind him as they headed around the side yard through the gate, approaching the patio area. They walked up to the sliding glass doors together, looking in before opening the doors.

"What the hell?" William asked upon doing so, stepping in. "Someone want to tell me exactly what the hell IS going on here?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'd like to know that too," Jessica added following, glancing towards her mother. Grace and Mellissa stood, and though they had robes on, it was evident that's all they had on. Jessica had known about her mother and Grace for quite some time now, their relationship hadn't been any secret. There were in fact very few secrets between them, something Jessica had always appreciated. But why Becky's father was here too, so far remained unexplained.

"Where IS Becky anyway?" William asked taking a seat now as Grace had asked them both to do.

"We'll show you in a minute," she explained. "But before we do that, there's a few things you need to hear about first," she went on. "Starting with, why you're both no doubt here in the first place."

Things were already odd enough. He was just turning the corner onto Grace's street when he got the phone call from Mellissa, asking him if he could hurry on over. He told her he was in fact just then, turning into the drive.

"And I have a feeling, you got some sort of message from me too yes?" Mellissa asked turning towards her daughter, "telling you to be here as well?"

"Yeah, I got a text from you. Which I knew was strange in and of itself," she replied, explaining to William and Grace both. "Mom NEVER text's me. She hates doing that, and when I tried calling her back to ask her what the hell was going on, all I got was her voice mail. And then I knew something weird was taking place here. Pulling up and seeing William just arriving, more or less confirmed that. And then walking in here, seeing the two of you wearing nothing more than the robes you have on, well...what more can I say? Someone mind filling us in on the rest of everything?"

Mellissa handed William Becky's camera. "In a minute, you'll want to watch that," she informed him. But before you do that, Grace wants to tell you both exactly what was happening here...and why we're in the position that we are. I didn't know about all the details myself until a short time ago."

"I told her what I suspected was going on, and then told her about your daughter's attempt into blackmailing me, and very possibly you too," she told William. Becky had come downstairs for a drink, which is when I informed Mellissa as to what was really taking place, and why. We decided to do something about it before things got any worse, and now glad that we did. Though I'm not sure how you're going to want to handle all this after we show you what we did," Grace informed him. "What I do know is this William, we're going to have to do something now, while we still can, and before it's too late...for everyone, including Becky."

Grace went on to tell him the entire story, ending with him watching the short video that Becky had taken, ending with her sitting there in bed, flipping the bird and mouthing the words, "Fuck you bitch!" He now knew what that was all about too, and why Jessica was here, though he had already guessed this wasn't something Jessica really needed to see. She could pretty much guess at the rest of it.

"So what did you do to her anyway?" William asked curiously now.

"I'll show you," Grace stood. "But keep in mind, I think we're going to have to come up with something to teach her a lesson here. And more importantly, something that will force her to reveal the password she downloaded into my computer system before she can activate the command that will send out those files to all the board members at the high school, and your office very possibly," she added, though she was only guessing at that. Though William had to agree with her there, he couldn't afford to take the chance that she wasn't setting him up as well, not to mention Mellissa. "Ok, just try and not get too upset, or very possibly mad at us," Grace told him stepping towards the bookcase. "She didn't really give us too much of a choice." Grace actually blushed just a little looking somewhat sheepishly as she pulled out a book from the shelf. There was a small click, and then she pushed, the bookshelf suddenly swinging inwards, revealing that it was in a fact a small doorway into the room beyond. "Welcome to my parlor..."

"Said the spider to the fly," William finished for her, and then followed Grace and Mellissa into the room, Jessica coming in behind him. What he saw, truly blew him away, and for a moment, he could only stand there, his mouth agape, eyes wide. "Fucking A!" He exclaimed. "Becky?"

"At the moment, she can't hear or see you," Grace told everyone. "So we can stand here and talk, and decide what we're ALL going to do about this. And I mean ALL of us too," she added. This ends here today...and now, before anyone does anything else. We first have to agree on what we're going to do about this, and then do it. Agreed?"

William stood looking at his very naked daughter as she hung there. Suspended entirely off the floor, there was a length of rope securing her already handcuffed wrists. Her legs were likewise bound, with another length of rope securing them, pulling her up into a not quite vertical position. Becky had what appeared to be some kind of leather hood on over her head, and though her nose and mouth were all that could be seen, she had a ball-gag currently stuffed in her mouth.

"She's been fitted with ear plugs and the mask is also padded, so at the moment, she can't hear a thing," Grace explained. "And now is not the time to try and explain this room to you," she added, to either one of you," she included Jessica. "I will answer any of those questions later for you, but now is not the time. Suffice it to say, this little dungeon area of mine as I call it, came in more than a bit handy for this, once Mellissa and I figured out what she was really up to here. The question again remains...what are we going to do about it?"

William honestly didn't know. He was surprised at the level and depth that Becky could take something like this. He knew she had held resentment towards him, but to the obvious extent that she did, came as a total surprise. He wasn't even sure they could repair their relationship after this at all. Not after what she had done, or was about to do anyway. Grace and Mellissa were correct, Becky needed to be taught a lesson for trying to do this, regardless of the consequences. She needed to learn she couldn't get away with something like this in the first place. But more importantly, they really needed that password trigger code, no matter what it took in order for them to get it.

"I have no idea," he honestly told them both. "But I will tell you this, if anyone else does, I'll support it one hundred percent. We need to get that code, and we need to teach my daughter a lesson, even if she hates me the rest of my life for it. I feel sorry for her, and for what she feels she's gone through most of her life, but to take it out on everyone like this, there's no excuse for it. Her problems, anger...hate should have been directed solely towards me, not towards any of you. So let me be the one to deal with the consequences of that once we're done here."

"I'm glad to hear you say that," Grace told him. "Because I do have an idea, but it's one in which we're all going to have to agree to do together for one thing. ALL of us," she added turning towards Jessica, which might mean, doing certain things you might not have considered ever doing before. But there's a reason for doing that, and one that I think eventually...will get her to give up, and give in to us, as strange as what I'm about to tell you, may sound."

With Becky hanging there suspended, unable to see or hear a thing, they stood listening to Grace's idea and reasoning. And though William listened in disbelief at first, he began to come to grips and understanding with it as Grace began.

"I know this is apt to sound a bit twisted and sick at first, but having spent some time with Becky in the past, getting her to open up to me about certain, previously confidential things, I think that is part of what's behind all this. She doesn't hate you as much as she's been jealous of you William, and especially now. Since you've starting seeing someone again, like Mellissa here. And then her anger turned to vengeance upon learning who she was, the mother of the daughter with whom she'd once had a run in with at school."

"I told you that would come back to bite you one day," Mellissa added looking at her daughter. "Did you ever go back and try to apologize to her like I asked you?"

"I did mother. I really did. I felt bad because I'd been goaded into going along with the teasing that the other girls were putting her through. But when I approached her to tell her that, that's when she hit me, and all but knocked me out. When I finally regained my senses, others had jumped in, someone taking her off, so I didn't have a chance then to try and explain to her that I really was sorry for what had happened. And then I figured, I had actually gotten from her what I deserved for it. I figured if I left her alone, and didn't say or do anything else to her, the matter would be dropped, and that would be that. Obviously...it wasn't."

"Obviously. And now, here we all are, forced to deal with this," she said looking at William. "And I too am sorry William, especially if this ruins the relationship you and I were just starting to enjoy. But this is one time that I have to side with Grace on her idea. We can't have any of this ruining anyone else's lives or careers, regardless of what it takes in order to do that. So if Grace thinks this idea of hers will work, and for the reasons she's already told us it would, then I for one, am willing to do that. The question is, are you?" She asked as William thought about it, and finally shook his head.

"Yes. I am. So...what do we do next then?"

"The first thing we ALL do, is take our clothes off, and then after that, we..."

William was frankly surprised when Jessica agreed to do so, and for the reasons that Grace had outlines, as awkward as it was most likely going to be for everyone initially. And yet, she did it. Just as he did...soon to be standing there naked, with an erection, in front of his very own daughter. As bizarre as it had indeed sounded at first, Grace's thoughts weren't that far out or outlandish. Her reasoning, and beliefs behind that reasoning, were sound. If this was indeed the only way they could get through to her, and get her to listen to reasoning, and eventually...hopefully, give up the password to protect everyone's reputation and careers, then he would do whatever it took in order to do that. And do it, regardless of how embarrassed, or uncomfortable he felt.

"So first off, we get her mad, make her feel embarrassed and humiliated? Right?"

"Right. That will be a form of punishment to her, yes. But it will make her vulnerable as well, seeing that, getting angry, and most likely, not thinking very straight in the beginning because of it. But knowing what I now believe to be correct about a few other things, now that I have all the puzzle pieces, we also need to play against those other emotions of hers, get her to open up and confess to them. Once we've done that, once we've gotten her to surrender to them, then I believe, she'll give us the answers we need. So...one last time, everyone here agree to do this?"

They all did. And though it could turn sour and disastrous if it didn't work, there really wasn't any other alternative either. In moments, all four of them were naked, and in position. Jessica for the time being, hidden and waiting behind a small partition. Mellissa, now sitting in Williams lap, his hard stiff cock, which had taken a bit of doing to get there at first, now comfortably resting inside her as Grace walked over to the still hanging Becky, removing the hood along with the ear plugs she was wearing, though keeping the ball-gag in place.

William had been warned. Grace had already told him what to expect once the hood came off. When Becky's eyes adjusted, and she saw her own father sitting there in the room with her, fucking the very same woman who she had likewise come to hate and despise, her expression said it all. If looks could kill. Becky thrashed, even though it was useless for her to do so as Grace took a small riding crop and gave Becky's ass a quick switch with it.

"Enough!" Grace warned. "Now unless you want another one, even harder than that, you're going to calm down, listen to what I have to tell you, and watch. After all Becky, you're in no position to do anything other than that, now are you?" Stubborn as she was however, as Grace had likewise warned everyone she was apt to be, she trying cursing around the gag in her mouth, hanging there wild-eyed, face beet red, and once more thrashing about, for all the good it did her. But, just as she had been warned, Grace once again laid the crop across her back-side, this time noticeably firmer and harder, the sound of the whip striking flesh, reverberating easily within the small sound-proofed room.

Becky couldn't believe her own eyes. The fact that she'd allowed these two women to get the jump on her, and subdue her the way that they had, so unexpectedly, had been bad enough. But now, to be strung up and just hanging here, and then finding out the first thing she sees, is her own father, sitting there fucking the very woman she had hoped to destroy, was almost more than she could honestly handle. And it was a surprise, and further humiliation to her, to be hanging there naked in front of him, and he...looking at her as she was, all the while fucking...fucking this bitch, this cunt, this whore! And obviously, enjoying it! He would indeed pay for this, the first chance she got, some way, somehow...by any means. Though she was equally as determined, they all would. They would all pay for this. If they thought they could scare her, humiliate her into submission, they all had another think coming.

William wasn't sure this was such a good idea after all, seeing the crazed, hateful look in his daughter's eyes, though Grace stood off to one side, holding the switch, ready to use it again if necessary. So far, Becky hung, unmoving, simply staring...with that look. Looking towards Grace, she tried to smile, nodding, letting him know he was doing fine, and to keep going, though it was now time to turn it up a little. This is where Mellissa came in. William wasn't sure he could be as vocal as Grace had indicated they should be, giving himself away if he even tried at first. So that would be Mellissa's job when turning it up a notch.

"You see your father's nice hard cock going in and out of my pussy Becky? You hate that it is don't you? You hate that he's fucking me...and not you, don't you Becky?"

Although this is what Grace believed was one of the problems with her, William had had trouble believing she was right, though agreeing to go along. Hearing Mellissa saying this though still bothered him. He still didn't believe this was one of the reasons Becky had chosen to do this by way of getting back at everyone for her preconceived false notions. The problem was, as Mellissa spoke he could see by the look in Becky's eyes that Mellissa had indeed struck a nerve. Becky began straining against the bonds that held her once again, trying to speak, spittle and saliva spewing forth around the ball-gag in her desperation. But it was her eyes that told the truth. Once again, Grace laid the riding crop over and against Becky's bare ass cheeks. William knew she wasn't hitting Becky as hard as she could have, the sound of the crop hitting flesh still loud enough to startle his daughter back into submission however.

"The truth is, you don't want him fucking anybody except for you, don't you Becky?" Mellissa pressed, still slowly sliding up and down William's shaft, ensuring that Becky got a real good view of her father's cock, now coated with an abundance of Mellissa's creamy nectar. William could see his daughter's eyes were now focused on that, her glare not quite as harsh as it once had been. She was indeed looking, almost with longing now, frustration.

"You're mad at him, because you're still a virgin yourself, because you've been denied the right to choose for yourself the where and when of doing that, deciding that. I know Becky, I know...because I was once where you are in a way. Told I couldn't give myself to the person I loved. But I did so anyway, and I was shunned by my own family for doing it Becky. So you see? I do know what you're feeling, what you've been through in a way." Becky was now looking at Mellissa with a surprised expression on her face, not quite trusting her words yet, though wondering.

"You can chose Becky. Just ask your father. He'll tell you. Regardless of what the terms of your trust says, he'll keep your secret, he'll lie for you if he has to Becky, if that's what you want. If you want to be able to give your virginity to whoever you wish to, he'll support you in that. It's your right to do that Becky, no one else's," Grace told her, now gently caressing the young woman's ass, soothing the small red marks that now lay criss-crossing her tender flesh. There was a noticeable difference in Becky's demeanor, not so much they felt she would give them what they wanted yet, she could still be playing them as well. So it was right to be cautious here. But Grace moved forward now, reaching for and removing the ball gag from her mouth.

And as they'd expected, Becky wasn't quite ready to give up yet either. Still somewhat defiant as she hung there suspended, dangling, her large breasts pointed towards the floor, though even William noticed that her nipples had firmed up considerably. "Was she actually enjoying this?" He asked himself.

"Let...me...down," Becky spoke firmly, yet softly.

"Not...quite...yet," Grace replied in kind speaking just as softly, yet firmly too. "If you want down, and out of this, then you have to give us the password to those files," she stated. "And then we need to ensure that nothing was sent to anyone once you have. Do that, and then we'll let you out of this, and we can sit down and discuss all this afterwards."

Not too surprisingly, Becky refused. "No. I know what you'll do if I do that. You'll still punish me anyway, you'll torture me for what I've done. It's all I have to ensure that no one will do anything to me for any of this. Maybe I was wrong about some things, but I know I was right about a few others," she added now looking at Mellissa. "Like Jessica for one," she stated once again vehemently, becoming agitated all over again.

"No, you're wrong about that too," Mellissa told her, only then slipping off William's cock, actually standing, Becky's eyes once again drawn towards her father's slick, gooey phallus. "Yes...what Jessica did WAS wrong, and she freely admitted that to me Becky. She even tried to apologize to you for having done that, but you wouldn't listen to her, you wouldn't give her the chance. And you were angry with her because of something else too, weren't you Becky? Something you didn't share with anyone..."

"Except for me," Grace spoke one again walking around the other side, the two women now standing next to Becky, effectively shielding her eyes as Grace waved over to where Jessica had been hiding all this time. "I kept your secret," Grace continued. "Never said anything to anyone, told you that it was up to you to do that, to take the chance and let your own feelings be known. But you didn't did you? Instead, you chose to be angry at that too, angry at Jessica, angry at everyone including yourself. So instead of finding out what the truth was, or taking that chance, you chose to strike out instead."

"What truth?" Becky spat, still defiant, and starting to get angry again, though worried now that she would again feel the sting of Grace's crop. She didn't. Instead she felt something else, and then gasped, the hand that had gently touched and cradled one of her free swinging breasts, was neither Grace's or Mellissa's. Only then did Jessica step from around her mother, revealing herself to Becky now as well.

Becky was shocked seeing her, only then remembering the text message she had sent out actually inviting her to come, though this wasn't quite what she'd had in mind when she'd sent it. "What...what are you doing here?" She asked, though noting that Jessica was naked too, her eyes feasting on the young woman's body for the first time. Her private, secret thoughts suddenly betraying her as she looked briefly towards Grace.

"You sort of invited me, remember?" Jessica responded.

"I never told her a thing," Grace assured her. "She had her own thoughts, which she only recently told us about. But that holds true for everything we discussed," she added. "I never once broke my word to you, I never told anyone, anything. So whether you choose to believe that or not, is entirely up to you."

Jessica now stood, softly caressing and fondling Becky's breasts as she hung there beside her. "She's telling you the truth Becky. She never said anything to me, so I never knew. And I never got the chance to not only apologize to you for what happened, or ever get the chance to tell you how I felt about you either. So I guess, I'll just have to show you instead."

Grace walked over tripping a lever that slowly allowed Becky's feet to come back down to the floor again, allowing her to stand, though her legs remained bound, as well as her arms, still raised over her head. As she settled gently back to the floor again, Jessica stood in front of her, her hands cupping Becky's breasts as she began kissing them, gently caressing and sucking them. Becky again squirmed, but not in anger this time, but in pleasure. The surprise at hearing Jessica's own words, telling her that she actually had thoughts, and feelings towards her, came as a major, unexpected surprise. And even more so, when Jessica knelt, her hands still cupping and fondling her breasts, but her tongue now snaking out to tenderly explore the sensitive region within her exposed, wanting lips. Jessica continued teasing her in this way as Grace walked over, now standing next to Mellissa, the two of them watching, and now caressing one another as William simply sat looking on.

"Maybe this was working after all," he thought quietly, though he was still distrusting of his own daughter. She could still be trying to work them into freeing her, after what she had done so far.

"Are you ready to give us the code yet?" Mellissa asked.

"How do I know, you're not just trying to trick me?" She asked. "How do I know any of this is real, that you're just not saying and doing these things into tricking me into giving it to you?" She asked, softly moaning however as Jessica continued to pleasure her with her mouth and tongue.

"And how do we know you're not doing the same thing to us?" Mellissa questioned. "It seems we're at a stand off here, aren't we? So what's it going to take for us to reach a mutual decision here that we can all live with, and learn to start trusting one another again?"

Becky looked towards Grace. "There is one thing," she began. "You once confided in me, told me something that you said no one else knew, something that only I would, to which I also promised I would never tell anyone. And so far, I haven't. Do you remember what that was Grace?"

Grace nodded her head yes. "Go on," She said. "Tell them. Tell them what I once told you, if this is what it's going to take."

"You once told me, in confidence, that though you had always been a lesbian, and had never done anything with a man. That if the right circumstances, and the right man came along...you admittedly were curious about what it might feel like, to actually be with someone."

"I did yes...so what's your point?"

"Prove it to me. Show me, unless I'm mistaken here, though I don't think that I am. Not after what I've seen. I don't believe for a minute that the thought hadn't crossed your mind when you got involved with my father, even in the small way that you did. So tell me...tell everyone, am I wrong? Or did you not tell me the honest truth when you said that? Or are you going to stand there now, and tell me that my father wouldn't be that man that you might consider doing something like that with?"

Both William and Mellissa were surprised upon hearing this, turning and looking at one another.

"He is yes. And you're right in your assumption too. Which is the truth, and the reason why I suggested the three of us get together the way we did. I wanted to find out, see if he was...and eventually perhaps tell them that I did want to. So I guess now's as good a time as any, to prove that. But...if I do, do this...what are you willing to do for us, give to us, to prove that you're being honest with us now too?"

"You do this, and then I promise I'll do something for you. Something that will give you some assurance I'm speaking the truth here myself. And then after that...I'll give you the code."

Grace turned towards Mellissa. Her eyes asking before she did.

"Go ahead," Mellissa responded smiling at her friend. "Unless of course William isn't interested." They both turned towards him then, though he stood grinning, even blushing a little looking down at himself. His prick had wilted just a bit, but had suddenly lurched, throbbing in eager expectation.

"That answer your question?" Everyone laughed, including Becky, as well as Jessica, though Jessica once again began kissing and caressing Becky's breasts as everyone now looked on. Grace walking over, inviting William to sit down in the chair once again. He did so, as she turned around, facing everyone, and then slowly began to slither down his waiting tool, taking it easily inside her very wet, expectant opening.

Grace continued to slither up and down William's cock, fucking a man...and being fucked by a man for the very first time in her life. "And let's keep something straight between us William," Grace chuckled, "though in a way, I guess it already is. Even though your cocks inside my cunt, I'm still a lesbian. This is just about the pleasure, and satisfying a curiosity, this won't really change anything, you know?"

"Ah huh," Mellissa said laughing as well, bending over, kissing Grace full on the lips. "And just because I consider myself actually straight, doesn't mean I don't enjoy a good pussy licking from time to time either," she said kissing Grace again, and then winking at her. Grace winked back, smiling, though they all turned as one facing Becky again, who was now moaning and groaning uncontrollably, obviously close to orgasm herself now.

"Ok, stop! Stop!" She pleaded. "Please Jessica please! I want to cum, but not like this," she barely managed as Jessica reluctantly stood up, still licking her lips. "Thank you," she moaned, once more addressing Grace, Mellissa and her father. Though Grace was for the moment at least, perfectly content to continue riding William's cock, finding that she was quite enjoying it, and not about to stop either. "Ok, since you kept your end of the deal, now I will. But first, I'll give you some additional insurance in order to prove that. Anyone still have my camera?"

"It's still in the other room," William panted.

"I'll get it," Mellissa laughed, coming back a moment later, though it was evident by the look on Grace's face, she was getting closer and closer to orgasm, though so was poor William. "Maybe...we should wait for just a moment," she giggled again, though no one offered up any objections to that either.

"Cum inside me, it's ok. I want to experience that too!" Grace groaned deeply, hovering on the edge now, and then calling out. "Oh yes! Yes! YES!" She screamed, suddenly thrashing and convulsing as her climax seized her very core. William as well, unleashing a torrent of his own cream inside her, Grace's orgasmic spasms, the way her pussy now clenched, milking his shaft, had triggered it. They both cried out, coming together now, only slowly coming down from that minutes later. "Whew...well, that was certainly worth it!" Grace grinned, finally standing, holding her hand down between her legs, pulling it away moments later with what appeared to be a massive excess of their combined spending.

"Here's a towel," Mellissa again grinned, wiping herself up with one, as she had just managed a nice little fingering orgasm herself, watching the two of them. "Ok, now...where were we?" She asked. "Oh yeah...the camera."

"OK, part of your insurance, is in filming me now," Becky announced. "Something you can have, and keep just in case you think I'm not being honest with you here."

"Like what?" William finally asked, curious now as to what his daughter's intentions were.

"You're going to film me, losing my virginity. I'm going to give that up, right here and now, so that you'll have that to use against me, if you think I'll ever do anything to betray any of you ever again."

William looked in wide-eyed surprise and shock at his daughter. Not so much for what she was offering up here, but for the implications she'd made when suggesting it. "But...but, I...I can't Becky, you're my..."

"Not you daddy. Jessica. I want Jessica to be the one to take my cherry. But Grace WAS right about one thing. I was jealous of you in a way. Jealous because you actually did find someone to be able to express yourself with. You and I are a lot more alike than I think either one of us was willing to admit to. I wasn't the only one that mother repressed, I know that now. I know that you suffered all these years every bit as much as I did. The difference is, you went out and did something about it that meant something. What I did, was just the opposite. I went out to hurt you, and everyone else that I felt should continue to suffer the way I had been. So...having said that, that's why I want this. Why I want it now."

"Me? You want me?" Jessica stammered, surprised. "But...but how?"

Becky nodded her head over towards a large shelf that nearly filled one entire wall. There were all kinds of toys, vibrators and other interesting looking devices on it. "I'm willing to bet that Grace has a few strap on dildos over there somewhere, don't you Grace?"

Now it was Grace's turn to nod her head. "I do. If that's what you really want, but I also don't believe it's necessary for you to do this either," she added.

"Maybe not for you guys...but it is for me. You said earlier that it really should be my choice, the where and when...and who. Well, if that's' the case, and if you really meant that," she said looking at her father. "Then I've made that choice."

"Well in that case, I do believe I have something that will do the job, and not make it any more painful than necessary either. William? Why don't you go ahead and let her down now."

"No!" Becky said. "Not yet. You can untie my legs, so I can stand easier perhaps, and spread them. And even let me down enough so I can at least lean forward and bend over. I think I'd actually prefer that. But...I want my wrists still restrained, that's how I want my first time to be, if you don't really mind."

Although surprised to hear this, let alone be doing this, William did as his daughter had asked. Jessica helping to remove the leg bindings and restraints, and then Grace helping her to put on the strap on dildo, though they had together selected a fairly slim, though still somewhat long looking dildo to fit in it.

"I think you should start off with this one first, you know...to get you through the initial penetration anyway. After that, if you decide you're ok, and want something a little bigger, we can always switch it out."

"Gee...no wonder men don't stand much of a chance these days," William joked. "Next thing you know, we'll be entirely replaced by Swiss Army dildo's or something."

"Hey, that's not such a bad idea either!" Mellissa quipped. "There are times when I could really use one of those!"

"Hopefully, not so many times now," William stated, frowning just a bit, until Mellissa reached down, stroking his dick again. "Honey, as fun as some of these toys are, they're still not quite as good as the real thing. And especially THIS thing, so I don't think you have anything to worry about."

Jessica now wearing the strap on dildo stood waiting as Grace finished lubricating that up, and while Mellissa then did the same to Becky's pussy.

"One last time. You're sure about this? This is really what you want?"

"I'm sure. So now Jessica, do me a favor and fuck me. Fuck me nice and hard too...I deserve it."

"I'll indeed take your cherry, and enjoy doing it too," Jessica told her. "But I'm not just going to fuck you either Becky. I'm actually going to make love to you instead. So if you're ready for that, then let's do this."

"Oh yeah...I'm more than ready. I've been more than ready for this for a very, very long time. So like you said, let's do this, shall we?"​