Alicia... The Unleashed Series (Erotica) (8 page)

I took her hand and led her down the corridor. I could hear the sounds of hammering and I led Alicia towards the noise.

I stopped outside the bedroom door, and turned to face Alicia. She had a curious, confused expression. I eased her up against the wall and leaned close to whisper. It probably wasn’t necessary; the noise coming from the bedroom beyond was loud enough to wake the dead.

“You are going to seduce the tradesman in this bedroom, Alicia. That is your challenge for the day.”

Alicia frowned. “Is that all?”

“Yes,” I smiled. “You simply need to convince this man to have sex with you.”

“Um… does he have a deformity or something?”

I chuckled. “I
don’t know sweetie! I’ve never even seen the man before.”

“Oh… okay…”

“The bed in this room is massive, and it’s very soft. You will be left completely alone, and you have until 4pm. There are security cameras discreetly placed around the room. Naturally I will be watching throughout the day to see if you pass this test and earn the right to live here for as long as you want.”

“It’s that simple?”

“Sweetie,” I said seriously, “it’s
never
that simple!”

I grabbed Alicia’s hand and led her into the bedroom. There was a man on a small
stepladder. He had his back to us. He was unfastening screws along the top track of the built in wardrobe unit. He was wearing faded blue jeans and a grey t-shirt. From behind, he looked pretty fit.

We waited until he had unfastened the piece of metal track.

“Hello,” I said. “You must be the builder my manservant has been talking to. Glad you could come by at such short notice.”

The man turned
around.

“Bob,” he said.
“Nice to meet….”

He was in his forties, I guessed. He was a rugged outdoorsy-looking guy. He had big solid arms
, dark hair and his chin was rough with stubble. And he had a friendly open smile…. until he recognized his young step-daughter standing beside me.

“Dad!” Alicia gasped.

The man did a double take. “Alicia?”

Perfect!

The next few minutes were filled with my bad acting as I went through my “what a co-incidence” and the “isn’t this amazing” routine. Alicia was glaring at me, and there was an outraged red flush to her cheeks. I ignored her.

“Well, it’s been wonderful to meet you, Bob,” I said at last. “I’ll leave you two alone. I’m sure you have plenty to catch up on… an
d maybe Alicia can work as your assistant for the day.”

I shook Bob’s hand and left. Alicia followed after me. She was taking short angry strides and her fists were clenched.

She caught up to me outside my own bedroom.

“Julia… I can’t do this!” she hissed. There was real
torment on her face. “You can’t make me have sex with my own step-father!”

“I’m not,” I said simply.
“I’m not
making
you do anything, Alicia. The choice is yours.”

“Choice?”

“Yes. Choice. You either fuck your
former
step-father in that room today… or you pack your bags and leave here.”

We glared at each other. Alicia was trembling. She was angry and outraged and confused
.

“I fucked my father on my 21
st
birthday,” I said. “And it was the best day of my life. It was liberating, Alicia,” I said. “As a child, my father was a tough, hard man to please. He barely gave me the time of day… so when I finally got his attention, I made the most of it. I started sucking his cock as a teenager. Then I let him have my pussy. And my life changed, Alicia. It changed for the better, because I realized, by fucking my father, I had gone from being the needy little girl who wanted approval, to a woman who had real power.”

Alicia bit at her lip and frowned. “We haven’t spoken in three years,” she said sadly. “He walked out
on mom and me.…”

“And left you wondering if it was your fault in some way?”

She nodded.

“Then t
oday is your chance to take control of the relationship,” I said. “If you fuck your
former
step-father, you will have him at your side whenever you need him for the rest of your life.”

“Blackmail?”

I laughed. “Sweetie it’s only blackmail if you actually make a threat. The power is in the implied possibility. That’s not blackmail. That’s just holding all the Aces.”

I walked away. It was decision time for Alicia.

Built under the home’s ornate spiral staircase is a small dark room that can only be entered through a concealed panel. It is the household security room.

Along one bench is a bank of flat-screen monitors. Some of the monitors show security camera views from fixed locations around the home. Other monitors show rotating views, flicking from point to point every thirty seconds. The image quality is good, but the pictures streamed back from each camera are in black and white.

By the time I reached the security room, Alistair had the view from the bedroom playing on a single dedicated monitor.

“Audio quality is poor,” Alistair announced.

I peeled off my blouse and wiggled my ass out of the skirt. I set a chair in front of the monitor and settled in.

Al
istair adjusted the volume from the camera speakers until I could hear the low hum of feedback, but now I could also hear Alicia and her step-father’s voices.

“Will that be all, madam?”
Alistair asked.

I smiled. “Yes, thank you Alistair.”

It was like watching a bad soap opera where the actors kept forgetting their lines. There were more dramatic, awkward pauses than on Days of Our Lives. But for all that, I found it compelling viewing.

For the first hour the conversation was painfully stilted. Alicia sat on the bed, and her
step-father worked with his back to her, fitting and adjusting the sliding door on the wardrobe. They were talking, but it was about the past and I tuned out. Instead I focused on Bob. He wasn’t my regular type; I prefer men who are sophisticated and worldly. Bob was more like my mad Friday night mistake. He was the sort of guy you fucked when you got tired of restaurant food and wanted a beer and hotdog.

There was a rugged, rough, brute strength about him that I found arousing. My legs fell apart and as I watched the unfolding drama in the bedroom, I began to lightly tease my pussy.

It wasn’t until well after noon that I sensed Alicia begin to make her intentions known. Throughout the morning the tension between her and her step-father had gradually dissolved. Now Alicia was smiling and even laughing. Her step-father worked less and spent more time talking to her. She patted the place beside her on the bed and he sat down. Alicia turned to him. He turned to face her.

Then I heard him say very clearly over the feedback of th
e microphones, “I’m sorry, baby.”

Alicia burst into tears and
threw her arms around her step-father’s neck. He embraced her, wrapping his big hands around her tiny waist. They clung to each other. Alicia had her head buried in her step-father’s neck.

Instinctively my fingers teasing my clit began to work faster….

When Alicia stopped crying she looked into her step-father’s eyes and leaned forward. She kissed him hard. She kissed him with a sexy kind of passion that I hadn’t seen from her before. As she kissed him she moved within his arms until she was straddling his lap. Her little yellow dress hiked up around her waist… and still they were kissing.

I pushed two fingers inside my pussy and sighed.

On the monitor I could see Alicia begin to slowly grind her hips, humping herself against her step-father’s crotch. Bob’s hands were still tight around her waist.

F
inally Alicia broke the kiss. “This is what I want,” she said.

There was a pause. Alicia was panting. It was the moment of truth…

Nothing happened for the longest time. They stayed frozen, staring into each other’s eyes. Then, slowly, one of Bob’s hands slid down Alicia’s back and snuck under the rumpled material of her dress.

Alicia arched herself, threw her head back and groaned.

Quickly her step-father’s hand slipped inside the lacy fabric of Alicia’s panties. I saw him twist his wrist and I imagined his big strong fingers flicking across her clitoris.

Alicia slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders. She lifted herself up a little higher and her
step-father sucked one of her breasts into his mouth.

A warm glow was beginning to spread out from my pussy. I recognized the first stirrings of an orgasm. I worked another finger into my
self, and began to hump my hips in sync to my thrusts.

I closed my eyes. My breathing became ragged. With my free hand I cupped one of my breasts and pinched at the nipple.

The action in the bedroom came to me in brief flashes. I saw Alicia peeling off her dress. I saw her step-father lying back on the bed. I saw Alicia and her step-father lying beside each other, their hands eagerly exploring…

And then I was
cumming in a beautiful gush that erupted like molten heat in the pit of my stomach and flowed out to the sensitive nub of my clitoris. My pussy felt like it was on fire and I writhed in the chair until the sensation passed.

I opened my eyes again, like I was waking from a dream. In the bedroom, Alicia’s
step-father was laying on his back, stretched out across the bed. He was naked. His cock stood stiff between his legs. I took a brief second to admire the man’s lean physique. He was certainly well built.

I heard a door close, and t
hen Alicia stepped back into view. She was wearing just her panties. She knelt on the bed beside her step-father and began to slowly kiss from his chest to his abdomen.

Bob groaned. He closed his eyes, and reached out for his daughter crouched
over him. His hand fell on her lower back and slid to her ass. Alicia spread her knees apart, and invited her father’s touch on her pussy.

Bob wrenched the thin fabric of
Alicia’s panties aside, and plunged two of his fingers deep inside her. Alicia’s eyes grew wide. She seemed to be gyrating her hips. Then she opened her mouth and engulfed her step-father’s stiff cock.

Alicia took
him all the way down her throat in a single swallow. Bob’s whole body seemed to clench. Then her head began to bob up and down over his shaft, licking and sucking and teasing him.

“Yes, baby,” her
step-father gasped through clenched teeth. “Suck my cock.”

Bob
moved his legs apart and Alicia took the opportunity to suck and nuzzle at his heavy balls. Then her mouth went back to his cock. She teased the swollen head of his shaft, then sucked him deep down her throat. She did it all. She sucked her step-father’s cock with the technique of a pro and the passion of a woman.

She brought him to the brink of
cumming in her mouth, and then she stopped.

While she had been worshipping his
shaft, Bob had eased a third finger deep inside Alicia’s pussy.

Now she wanted more of him.

Alicia spun herself around and straddled Bob’s waist. She reached back behind her, lifted her ass a little, and then eased the head of his shaft inside the wet folds of her pussy.

She paused for a moment, letting herself adjust th
e thickness of the first inch. Bob reached up and cupped her breasts in his hands. Alicia swept her long blonde hair from off her face, took a deep breath and….

…
looked directly at the little dark hole in the bedside dressing table that concealed the security camera.

She was looking at me!

Alicia winked at the camera… and then impaled herself down onto her
step-father’s hard waiting shaft like a human sacrifice.

She sank all the way down onto him, and then slowly rode back up his shaft until he was once again poised at her opening.

“Aaaaahhhh,” Bob groaned. His hands flew to her narrow waist and he pulled her down onto him again.

“Yes
,” Alicia gasped. “Use me. This is what I want. I want you to use my little girl’s pussy for your pleasure!”

Their bodies collided again and again, slamming together. Alicia’s pussy gushed warm juice over her
step-father’s heaving lap as he held her steady and drove himself up inside her.

Alicia rode
Bob’s passion, held in place like a rag doll. Her hand was between her legs, furiously stroking her clit. Her breasts bounced with every jolt of her step-father’s cock. Bob growled like an animal.