Pimp Daddy

"Honey, you don't understand, this guy can go anywhere, he came to me because he was referred by other clients, if I can't do this simple task, why would he invest hundreds of thousands of dollars?" Pablo lectured.

"Well dad, am sure Cheryl can get someone to take her place again. Do you want me to call her?"

"No honey, this is not the type of business I want to drag you into, I will call her later. Now let's go over that Thorpe account."

Angela realized she was going out for another late night. Her dad didn't want her messing with this business, what would he think if he found out he was actually pimping out his daughter?

Later that night, getting dressed at Cheryl's place Angela wondered how she got into this mess. Here she was a straight A student, heading to being a partner and eventually take over the family firm. She was a respectable woman, wasn't she? More importantly, she was doing this for the right reasons; she was doing all this for her father and the firm. But she had to admit, she enjoyed dressing like a slut and having one night stands, sex never came easy to her.

Normally, she felt awkward and not sexy; no guys every tried to pick her up. Dressed like Scarlett, she felt beautiful, sexy and for once, out of control. She just let desire sweep through her as she let go. Even this incestuous encounter with her brother, not only was it so taboo and forbidden it excited her that she knew and he was clueless. Cheryl waved a rolled up Kleenex good-bye from her bed and Angela was out door, actually looking forward to tipping the driver.

On the elevator down from the hotel, Angela reflected on the evenings sex. He was much older, probably older than her father. She enjoyed the foreplay but he was quick to the draw, she did get worked up only because her mind kept thinking about sucking Eric's large cock later that night.

As like the last time, Eric pulled the car into a deserted alley. Angela smiled and started to unzip his fly but suddenly Eric opened his door and jumped out.

"wait, I want to show you something." He said.

He came around to Angela's side and opened the door. She got out and as the door closed, Eric spun her around with her facing the car and leaning on the hood. He cupped her breasts from behind and leaned into her, she could feel his hardness pressed against her ass. She started to say something but he just shushed her.

His left hand reached under her blouse and bra as he played with her nipple. She heard the sound of his belt and zipper and then his right hand tugging on her panties as they slid down her legs. She knew he was going to fuck her and she knew she needed the fucking.

Eric was too proud of himself, he thought originally he might have to apply some pressure, but here she was obviously wanting to fuck him. He pulled her panties down and off one leg as he spread them and lightly pressed her forward so she leaned over the hood of the car. He lifted her skirt and took his cock resting on the crack of her ass. He moved it up and down as he felt her body tense, teasing her before he slipped it into her waiting pussy.

Eric was getting worked up too, without hesitation he lifted her hips up and slammed his eager dick into her wet cunt. The warm, wet grip of her pussy around his dick spurred him on as he thrust hard and deep into his sister.

"Oh fuck, yes, fuck me stud" she moaned.

Angela's cheek lightly touched the cold smooth metal of the car's hood. Each thrust pushed her forward and she could feel the entire length of his cock moving in and out of her, pounding her into the car as it rocked on its wheels. Her body shivered as her juices flowed onto her brother's cock. Her orgasm nearly caused her to wail, but she realized they were out in public, fucking in an alley like two animals in heat.

Suddenly his cock was out and she was spun around again, this time he grabbed her hips and lifted her onto the hood of the car. The metal felt cold and unforgiving on her ass cheeks and soon Eric was positioning his cock back into her pussy and she gradually leaned back on the car as Eric stood holding her calves and driving his cock into the warm folds of her cunt.

Eric held on to her legs as he continued to plowing his hardness into her tight pussy. He felt his balls building up and with one deep thrust his cock exploded a torrent of cum into her. He grabbed her boobs again, holding on to them as his cock began to shrink from its confines.

"That was awesome." He said as he slowly backed away and reached for his pants.

Angela was still breathing hard and lying on top of the hood of the car. She caught her breath and gulped. She agreed, that was an awesome fuck. She rolled off, put on her panties and fixed her clothes. Was it because he has such a nice cock, or is it because he's her brother? She wondered. They didn't say much on the ride home. Eric was afraid to say something that would come off as being a jerk. So he decided to just play it "professional." Angela stared out at the gray sidewalks and closed stores trying to catch a reflection of her in the window. Was she Angela or was she now Scarlett? More importantly, who did she want to be?

Cheryl was feeling better now and Angela decided to get back to normal. A week went by and Angela felt like she was missing being Scarlett, but truth be told she wanted to fuck Eric again. But that would require her being Scarlett. She was feeling a bit frustrated, but decided it was better this way, it was just a short lived fantasy. Then she got the call.

It was Cheryl, seems like a big client wanted to have a party with two girls. This was a first for both of them and Angela wondered who the client was. Usually she heard her father talking about the next client he was going after, but not this time. Still Angela was secretly wondering when she would be Scarlet again and she agreed.

At Cheryl's apartment as they were getting ready they talked openly what this new client might want with both of them. Cheryl admitted that in high school she had experimented with a couple of girlfriends. Angela blushed. She told Cheryl that she had occasionally wondered, but never had done anything close to that. Angela was putting on her bra when Cheryl walked up to her and slowly leaned into her, their lips lightly brushed together as both their arms hugged each other with a deep kiss. They broke away slowly, staring into each other's eyes and then they both cracked up laughing.

The tension was broken and Angela said "well that wasn't too hard" and they both laughed louder.

In the car ride over, Angela forgot about Eric, her eyes were on Cheryl and Cheryl's eyes were are on Angela. They smiled as their hands lightly caressed each others. Angela looked away and met Eric's eyes in the rearview mirror. She smiled wickedly at him and Cheryl broke into a laugh.

The continued to lightly touch each other in the elevator ride up. When the door of the suite opened Cheryl barged in first followed by Angela. Cheryl was hugging the man and when she broke away to introduce Scarlett, Angela's mouth involuntarily opened, it was her father.

Pablo walked toward he; she didn't want him to get a good look at her face so she ran to hug him holding her face behind his. She felt his hands caressing her ass. "What was she going to do?" She wondered. Surely her father would see through the makeup and wig and sexy clothes and see his precious little angle, Angela.

"Well girls, my name is Don, I am very pleased to meet you." Said Pablo.

"I'm Chrystal and this is Scarlett."

"Let me put on some music so you girls can dance."

"Sure thing lover, you just sit back and relax." Smiled Cheryl.

After putting on the music Pablo poured three glasses of champagne and sat on the couch, the buttons on his white tailored shirt opened to expose his hairy chest speckled with grey.

Cheryl and Scarlett danced. So far her father didn't have a clue; still she made sure to not have eye contact with him and tried as much to keep her face from his. She gulped her glass of champagne and then a second.

Cheryl started rubbing her body against Angela. The kiss that started in her apartment had now progressed into foreplay. The music, the champagne, the caressing done by Cheryl was all starting to turn Angela on. Angela didn't have the sexy moves that Cheryl did, but she lightly moved her hands along her shoulders down her sides, her hips and buttocks. Angela pressed her own buttocks rubbing against Cheryl's. Cheryl had unzipped Angela's dress and slipped it off. In Turn Angela did the same to Cheryl and both were dancing and gyrating against each other wearing just panties and bra. Pablo poured the girls another glass of champagne. As they drank he took off his shirt and trousers, sitting on the couch with only his boxers and the obvious tent within.

The two girls were now kissing and fondling each other. Both getting turned on and enjoying the sensation of having a stranger watch them. Pablo felt like jerking off, but he didn't want to cum that way. He stood from the couch and took each girl by the hand, then fell back down on the couch, the girls tumbling and laughing with him.

Cheryl kissed Angela, her tongue deep in Angela's mouth; she pulled back and winked at Angela with a devilish grin. This whole time she had pulled out Pablo's cock and was stroking his hardness.

Cheryl bent down and licked Pablo's cock, swirling the pricks head with her tongue and lips. Meanwhile Pablo was fondling Angela's tits with his left hand. The realization that her father was doing this tapped her memory, she needed to move away from him. She slid off the couch and went behind Cheryl who was sucking his cock. Angela reached up to Cheryl's hips and pulled down her panties. She then undid Cheryl's bra, but Cheryl didn't miss a beat inhaling his cock the full length.

Angela then did something she never did before, she leaned her face into Cheryl's shaved pussy, putting her nose right up against her cunt lips. She inhaled her scent and slowly extended her tongue to slowly explore the tactile feel against her tongue and her taste. Cheryl moaned with Pablo's cock firmly deep down her throat. Angela continued licking Cheryl's cunt, flicking her tongue at her clit and slightly nibbling at it. Cheryl stopped sucking and turned kissing Angela deeply. She laid Angela back on the carpet saying "my turn" as she dove between Angela's legs and started eating her pussy.

Angela lay back enjoying the licking performance, her eyes closed and smiling. A hand lightly moved her head, tilting it to the right then something touching her lips. Instinctively her mouth parted and something hard and warm entered. She was now sucking it in tempo with Cheryl's assault on her vagina. Something reminiscent, she was thinking about the blow job she gave Eric. She was now sucking the cock hard, her mouth moving faster up and down the shaft. Cheryl was driving her to orgasm and she wanted the cock to cum in her mouth as well. Soon the hand was pushing her head deeper toward his crotch, she knew he was about to cum. Then as she realized that, she also realized that the cock in her mouth belonged to her father - and they both orgasmed just at that moment.

Angela swallowed his cum and pulled away, getting up she quickly moved to the bathroom and closed the door. She looked at herself in the mirror wondering 'who am I? What have I become?'

She took her time fixing her makeup and hair, trying to keep the disguise from her father. With any luck Cheryl will be finishing up the evening and they can leave. Looking at herself in the mirror she saw a sexy woman, desirable by men...and yes women too. Why should she be ignoring this part of her life? For the first time she was questioning everything she thought she was.

Angela opened the bathroom, Cheryl and her father were gone from the couch, the door that led to the suite's bedroom was open and she could hear their muffled voices. The bedroom was dark and she leaned in to catch a glimpse when suddenly her arm was grabbed and she was pulled and thrown on the bed. Cheryl was giggling and soon her mouth was on Angela's. The only light in the room was coming from the bedroom door being slightly open. The three bodies shifted and moved around, with hands all over Angela's body. She could make out her father on her back and Cheryl riding his cock while still kissing and fondling Angela. Then the bodies shifted Cheryl was on her back and Angela found her mouth now on Cheryl's sweet pussy nectar. Angela moved her tongue in and out, flicking at the clit. She felt hands on her ass gently lifting her on her knees and then something long and hard making its way into her own cunt.

The feeling of pleasure took over before her thoughts had a chance to coalesce and bring a realization that her father was fucking her cunt.

She instinctively started moving her hips back and forth, moving to aim the hard cock against her sensitive clit. Suddenly the cock was out of her pussy and she was tossed on her back, the looming shadow of her father filling her eyes. Then the cock was back in the tight warmth where she knew it belonged, where it need to belong. Her own face was cast in the shadows of the room and Pablo enjoyed fucking the young girl, he liked watching her firm tits heaving as he jabbed is cock into her.

Angela looked up, yes she was being fucked by her father, but she was enjoying it, her legs lifted up and over his back drawing him into her.

"Oh yes...fuck me, fuck me!" Angela gasped.

She almost said 'fuck me daddy' but caught herself. Cheryl moved between them pulled Pablo's cock out of Angela and put it in her mouth. As she pulled it out again, his cock squirted his jizz hitting Cheryl and Angela. For a few moments they all caught their breath and rested.

In the elevator down Angela was in deep thought. Cheryl was doing all the talking but Angela didn't hear any of it. Angela was thinking about how she just had sex with her father. First her brother now her father, she wondered what type of person she had become. Then she heard Cheryl mention something about Eric. She was asking her if she wanted the front seat or the back. Angela told her the back, she just wasn't in the mood now.

Sitting in the back seat while Cheryl gave her brother a blow job, Angela was second guessing all the choices she had made. By the time she was in her own apartment and her own bed she had run the gamut of possibilities. She had a choice to make, was she really Scarlett, a beautiful sexy slut who enjoyed sex either with strangers or be it incestuous? Or was she Angela, the college educated soon to be businesswoman who shunned sexy and focused on work? Or was there a third choice, could she be both?