The Social Experiment - D/D Pt. 04 - Final

Moving another step to his left, Alan cupped his daughter's generous bosom and idly ran his thumbs across her rock-hard nipples. He held them much longer than the previous woman's breasts, and his erection swelled against his trouser front.

"These are very nice," Alan almost whispered. "I think I might have a wee taste."

Knowing he was holding his daughter's tits, Mum stifled a giggle before saying, "If you think it will help you decide, Mr Morrison. Go right ahead."

Reverentially, Alan dipped his head and ran a soft tongue over Alannah's left nipple before repeating the process on her right. Next, he sucked her left nipple into her mouth and battered it with his tongue. Alannah somehow altered her natural voice to release a soft moan that her father didn't recognise. After repeating the sucking and tongue battering on Alannah's right nipple, Alan stood back.

Pointing at where Alexis stood, Alan confidently said, "That is my daughter. But now that I am sure of my choice, I wish to touch and taste the other's pussies. Is that permitted?"

"Not only is it permitted, Mr Morrison," Bella acknowledged. "It's encouraged."

Smiling, Alan knelt before Candy before placing his thumbs on either side of her clit. Then, spreading her labia apart, he ran his tongue from Candy's vulva to her clit before he flicked it over her button. Fully into it this time because Alan's technique was flawless, Candy came. Her hips bucking and her juices flowing, Candy shuddered and moaned as Alan's tongue drove her towards glory. Before Candy even knew what was happening, she orgasmed again, then sagged to her knees, removing her pussy from Alan's delving tongue.

Standing, Alan smiled at my mother, "She tasted divine, but that only confirmed she wasn't my daughter."

"How so?" Bella asked, trying not to show how turned-on she was.

"I'm assuming Alannah will taste like her mother," Alan explained. "That woman did not."

"I hope your strategy works, Mr Morrison," Bella stated. "If you're wrong, you have to make love to your daughter. Of course, you could choose correctly, make love to one of the models, and then earn the extra $100,000 by also making love to your daughter on stage."

Staggered, Alan mumbled, "What?"

"If you have read the rules of the game, then you know that even if you correctly choose a woman that isn't your daughter, you can still win the major prize by making love to your daughter in front of the camera," Bella explained. "That would give you a total prize of $120,000. Plus, 0.5% of any royalties the sales of your film generates."

"Tempting," Alan acknowledged. "But I know that is Alannah." Pointing to Alexis again.

"Are you ready to make your choice, Mr Morrison?" Bella queried. "Or do you wish to taste the charms of the other models?"

Chuckling assuredly, Alan stated, "Oh, Ms Bella, I've made my choice. But I sure do wish to taste the charms of the other ladies."

Skipping past Alexis, Alan knelt before Electra and repeated his techniques on Candy. Before long, she, too, exploded into a leg-wobbling orgasm. Satiated, Electra slowly sagged to the floor.

"Also, not my wife," Alan iterated. "The taste wasn't remotely familiar. Very sweet and pleasant, but not the same as Alice."

"One more model to taste, Mr Morrison," Bella said, struggling to keep the desire to watch Alan make love to his daughter's pussy from her voice.

With lust evident in his voice, Alan said, as he moved across to the hole that displayed his daughter's cunt "This model's breasts were the best and most responsive that I tasted, Ms Bella. Truly, I'm longing to see if her pussy is also as responsive."

"Taste away, Mr Morrison," Bella invited. In her mind, she added, 'Enjoy her pussy with your tongue because shortly, your big dick will be tearing open your daughter's virginity.'

Taking his time, Alan stretched his arms high enough to fondle and tweak Alannah's nipples as he nuzzled his nose onto her bare mons venus and softly ran his tongue over and around his daughter's clitoris. How Alannah stopped herself from verbalising her response, I have no idea, but my cameras recorded her intense reaction to her father's ministrations as she rocked through several back-to-back orgasms.

Finally, Alan sat back from his daughter's shuddering body, "This woman is not my daughter," he stated. "But she is the one I choose to make love to, to earn my $20,000."

Intensely, Bella asked, "Are you sure, Mr Alan Morrison? From here, there is no turning back. If you wish to earn even the minimum prize, you, after making your decision, need to make love to your chosen woman. Plus, to win any prize at all, if it's your daughter you have chosen, you have to make love to her on stage and film."

"I am sure," Alan avowed.

"Then stand so we can open the top curtains and check if you have chosen wisely," Bella commanded.

Alan did as he was asked.

"Which woman do you choose to make love to?" Bella asked to confirm Alan's choice.

Pointing at Alexis, Alan confidently stated, "The woman behind that curtain is my daughter, Alannah." Then turning to point at his daughter, Alan added, "This is the woman I wish to make love to on stage,"

"Ladies, remove your curtains and reveal yourselves," Mum requested.

Candy, at Roxy's indication, revealed herself first. Next to pull the curtain back was Electra,

"50/50," my mother intoned. "Mr Morrison, indicate which model you want to reveal next."

Alan pointed at Alexis, "That is my daughter," he stated. "Please, Alannah, reveal your pretty face so that Daddy can make love to the other girl and earn our reward."

"Pull back your curtain," Bella demanded.

"Oh, fuck!" Alan exclaimed as Alexis pulled back the curtain.

With his shoulders slumped, Alan turned towards the last remaining curtain, "Pull back the curtain, Princess," Alan morbidly asked.

Smiling delightedly, Alannah pulled her curtain aside, "I get my wish, Daddy," she crowed.

"Baby, I will not take your virginity," Alan avowed. "You need to keep it for your husband, just as your mother did for me."

Walking around the partition, Alannah took her father's hand in hers before saying, "I have fantasised about you taking my virginity since I made puberty, father. I fouled off many attempts and offers ever since. Jacob wants to marry me, Dad. But he wants you to take my virginity first. Then, after that, we want you to marry Roxy and for us to live together in Xavier's compound.

"We can live with Roxy and her family until Jacob and I have built our forever home. Then Jacob and I will fill our home with children, and you will marry and live with Roxy."

"Just like that, huh, Princess?" Alan said.

"Deny to me that you love Roxy, Daddy," Alannah replied. "Then tell me again that I'm wrong."

"Jaysus, Princess," Alan confessed. "Roxy is entirely different to your mother, but you already know I love her. Roxy is earthy and grounded, and we both know she is precisely what we need."

"Daddy, the money you would earn fucking someone else and then me is a pittance compared to the Johnses fortune," Alannah reminded her father. "So we should complete the movie and then join their family. That way, we'll share their money and good fortune. Neither of us will ever find someone as compatible as I am with Jacob, and you are with Roxy."

Alan hugged his daughter close to his expansive chest and said, "It's so sudden, Princess. Two days ago, we were sleeping in our car, trying not to freeze to death, wondering where our next meal would come from. Now you're talking about marrying a man you met yesterday and marrying me off to a woman I met when you met the man you said you would marry.

"Princess, what kind of man tells his virgin future wife to give her virginity to her father?"

"One that wants to fulfil every single one of my fantasies, Daddy."

Alan tried to inject some levity into the conversation, "Oh, Princess," he drawled. "At eighteen, you have so many fantasies to fulfil?"

Staring at her father intently, Alannah replied, "You have no idea, Dad! I used to love listening to you and Mum make love and rub myself raw, imagining joining you in bed with her. Plus, I had a recurring dream of sucking my husband as my big Daddy fucked me from behind. And those are only the ones that come to mind straight away.

"Since meeting Roxy and Bella, I want to make love with them, too. And Xavier! OMG, those dreamy eyes of his. Then there's Jacob, the man I know will be with me forever."

The actresses were getting impatient. Their role in this movie was over, and they would be paid a solid amount for doing nothing more than have their tits groped and their pussies licked. Plus, if sales on this movie exceeded $1,000,000, they'd receive a quarterly payment of 0.05% of the sales in perpetuity. This royalty passed on to their inheritors after their death. So, of course, they were keen to get changed and ride the limo back to Peter's offices before heading home.

Realising this, Bella stepped in, "Alan and Alannah, it's time to step up or walk away," she stated. "Will you make love, earn your prize, or sacrifice the chance of a lifetime and walk away?"

Alannah wrapped her slender arms around her father's neck and snuggled into his neck. Then kissing her father's jaw, she whispered, "Make love to me, Daddy."

Chapter 3: The Movie Part II

Alan couldn't resist any longer. The constant teasing he's endured from Roxy and Bella, and even his daughter herself, plus the excitement of touching and tonguing the three models, had Alan's libido maxed out. Try as he could to prevent it, his thick and long cock grew to full bloom.

Feeling her father's big dick hardening under her tight buttocks pleased Alannah no end, and she smiled and wriggled her sexy buns over it, "Yes, Daddy," she sighed. "I want you just as badly."

Alan tried one more time, "Are you sure, Princess? If you're marrying Jacob, shouldn't you wait and give it to him on your wedding night?"

"Make love to me, Daddy," Alannah whispered again.

"Okay, baby," Alan sighed.

"Slowly and gently, Daddy," Alannah pleaded. "Show me how much you love me."

"I will, Princess," Alan confirmed, standing up with his daughter held in his strong arms.

Jacob and Roxy raced to move the partition aside, revealing the big sofa I used for my other experiments. At the same time, I sent the models to change and go home.

Alannah turned her head to see the couch and purred, "Perfect. Look, Daddy. It's huge!"

Roxy had placed a white towel on the couch. Both to protect the coverings and for evidence that Alannah was a virgin. Once Alannah and her father finished making love, I'd record some footage of the towel before offering it as a souvenir to Alannah.

Ushering the pair to the sofa, Bella whispered something to the two of them. Alannah giggled as Alan vehemently shook his head, "We'll do it," she laughed. "Come on, Daddy. Xavier is recording my defloration. If we do it as Bella suggests, we'll be able to watch you make me a woman over and over again."

"We shouldn't be doing this, Princess," Alan growled.

But he knew that battle was lost, so he gently lay his daughter on the couch, with her sexy bottom resting on the pristine white towel. Standing, Alan gazed lustfully at his daughter before quickly shedding his clothes. Naked, his thick, 7+-inch cock bobbed and throbbed in anticipation. Then, with his hands shaking, Alan coaxed Alannah into a sitting position and carefully peeled her tight top off, exposing Alannah's beautifully full breasts.

Cupping one of those gorgeous C-sized half-melons in his big hand, Alan ran his thumb softly over and around Alannah's nipple as he leaned forward to kiss his daughter's full lips.

"Oh, Daddy," Alannah sighed when Alan broke the kiss. "That feels so good. Kiss my breast, Daddy. Suck it into your mouth."

Doing as his daughter asked, Alan sucked the nipple that wasn't in his hand into his mouth and battered it with his tongue. Alannah tilted her head, arched her back, and pressed her tits up at her father's mouth.

Running her hands through her father's salt and pepper-sprinkled hair, Alannah began moaning her appreciation for what Alan was doing.

"Yes, Daddy!" She hissed. "That feels so good!"

Moving his left hand onto Alannah's right breast as he suckled on Alannah's left nipple, Alan splayed his right hand wide and stroked across his daughter's taut tummy. Finding the zip on Alannah's jeans, Alan followed the zipper down until it reached the jean's seam. Then, approximating where Alannah's clit would be, he pressed firmly on that spot and wriggled his finger back and forth.

Alan had found the right spot because Alannah groaned as her hips rose off the couch, aching for more, "Right there, Daddy," Alannah moaned. "Yes! Yes! Unghh!"

Hips bucking, Alannah came against her dad's finger. Then, suddenly desperate for more, Alannah grabbed both sides of her father's head and pulled him up for a kiss. Sending her tongue out, Alannah brushed it against her father's lips, seeking entrance. His hand back pressing on Alannah's jean-covered pleasure button, Alan moaned into his daughter's mouth as he parted his lips and sucked Alannah's tongue inside.

Shortly after allowing Alannah's tongue entrance, Alan forced Alannah's tongue back with his and took possession of his daughter's mouth. Then, changing to his middle finger, Alan tapped Alannah's clit. In quick succession, Alan tapped his finger three times, then paused. In the pause, Alan dropped his mouth back onto Alannah's left nipple and swiftly circled it with his tongue. Next, he sucked his daughter's hardened nipple into his mouth as he resumed tapping her clit.

Tap, tap, tap. Tongue swirl and then suck as he tapped, tapped, tapped again. Finally, driven mad by the irregular stimulation, Alannah began writhing her whole body, trying to force a more prolonged touch so she could climax again. But, although her orgasm continued to crest, Alan wouldn't let her crash over the edge.

In the finish, Alannah's lusts raged, and she viciously shoved her father off her writhing body. Standing up, Alannah swiftly divested herself of her jeans and thong, pushed her father back on the couch, knelt, her hands delving between her toned thighs to find her pleasure button, and devoured Alan's throbbingly erect member. Then, rubbing her clit, Alannah touched her hymen. The pleasure/slight pain stimulation made her climax, and she groaned around her father's rigidly erect cock.

"I'm going to cum, Princess," Alan moaned. "Release me."

Paying him no heed, Alannah held her father's dick tighter and began stroking it in time with her bobbing head, adding a slight twist on her hands upward stroke. With a loud groan, Alan tensed, held his daughter's head tightly in his big hands and pushed his dick as deep into Alannah's mouth as she could take before blasting rope after rope of thick semen down her willing throat.

"Gawd, Princess," Alan said wonderingly. "That's the best blowjob I've ever had."

Giggling, Alannah climbed on the couch beside him. Then, kissing her father's lips, she gently pushed his head down, "Your turn," she said longingly.

His inhibitions overcome by his raging lust for his daughter, Alan kissed his way down Alannah's svelte body, pausing to lash both of her nipples before bumping his nose against her clit. Then, spreading his tongue wide, he swiped it from just before Alannah's perineum to just short of her nubbin. Alan repeated this action several times as Alannah begged him to suck her clitoris.

Stretching his hands to tweak his daughter's nipples, Alan paused at the entrance to Alannah's vulva to lap at her swiftly flowing juices, revelling in their tangy taste. Then, pushing his tongue inside Alannah's tight channel, Alan experimentally pressed it against Alannah's hymen, eliciting a sharp gasp from his daughter.

Licking along Alannah's slit, tasting the juices gathered there, Alan found his daughter's pleasure nubbin and slowly circled it with his tongue, bringing his daughter close to orgasm. Having Alannah's thighs clenching on his ears, and hearing her moans and groans of arousal, swiftly brought Alan's long, thick cock back to total hardness.

Knowing if he delayed any longer, Alannah would climax, possibly rendering her clit too sensitive for intercourse for a time, Alan whispered, "You ready for me, Princess?"

"Yes, Daddy," Alannah gasped. "Take me. Make me a woman."

Turning his daughter so their asses pointed towards the camera I had placed on the coffee table, allowing me to film Alan entering his daughter for the first time, Alan kissed Alannah gently before asking again, "You ready, Princess?"

Biting the nail on her little finger, Alannah nodded as she wrapped her ankles around her father's muscular legs and tried to pull him into her.

Surrendering to the inevitable, Alan held the base of his big cock and wiped it along Alannah's folds to ensure its head was well lubricated. Next, he pressed his dick slowly into his daughter's entrance, pausing against Alannah's hymen.

"Will it hurt, Daddy?" Alannah a little fearfully asked.

"A little bit," her dad confessed. "But only for a moment, Princess. Then it will feel wonderful, I promise."

"Do it," Alannah pleaded. "Make me your woman for tonight."

Squeezing his daughter tightly to him, Alan pressed forwards with his hips. Then, as his daughter twitched, he broke her hymen.

As Alan held still, barely past her now ruptured hymen, a single tear slid down Alannah's face.

"You okay, Princess?" Alan asked concernedly.

A pleased smile broke over Alannah's face, "Yes, Daddy. It stung for a second, and I feel so full, but the pain is gone now." The smile dropped from Alannah's face, and her hips suddenly thrust up at her father, "Oh, Daddy!" She exclaimed as her hips undulated, trying to force more of his cock inside her. "That feels so good! Yes. Yes. Push it in, yes, just like that!"

Slowly pushing, Alan fully seated himself inside his daughter's sweet, tight cunt.

Alannah pushed on her father's chest, "I want to see where we're joined," she demanded.

Using his arms, Alan pushed his upper body back. Alannah raised her head to gaze at where hers and her father's bodies met, "Wow!" She said. "It's all the way in! I've got all of you inside me! Oh, Daddy, you feel so good! Kiss me, Papa. Make love to your daughter."

As I heard this exchange, I swiftly used the remote to extend the wall camera above the couch and captured the moment Alannah saw hers and her father's coupling.

Alan kissed his daughter before gently moving his hips back and forth, only pulling a short way back. After a few short strokes, Alannah's hips rose to meet her father's downward thrusts, and Alan lengthened his strokes.

"Gawd, yes, Daddy," Alannah groaned. "That feels so good! Stop holding back and fuck me!"

"I can't, Princess," Alan tried to deny. "It's your first time. If I pound you, you'll be sore for days."

"I don't care," Alannah growled. "I won't let Jacob make love to me until we're married, so I'll have at least a week to recover before I give myself to my new husband."

Still trying to groan his denial, Alan, nevertheless, increased his strokes to match his daughter's frantic thrusting, and he was soon pounding Alannah for all she was worth.

Very quickly, Alannah's orgasm crested, and she shrieked. "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!" As she shook and shuddered through her climax. Not stopping her hips thrusts, Alannah shook again as another orgasm ripped over her. A few seconds later, a further orgasm rocked her before she pleaded, "Cum in me, Daddy. I want to feel your big cock shooting semen into me."

Unable to help himself, Alan's head tilted back, and his mouth flew open. Every muscle clenched, and Alan roared, "Fuck, yes!" as his nuts tightened against his thick shaft, and his prostate clenched, squirting thick globs of cum into his daughter's tightly grasping pussy.