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The Second Place Sister: Ch. 5

Date: 5/9/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Bondage and restriction, Female Domination, Group Sex, Humiliation, Incest, Masturbation, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Author: Hamlin, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

*Daddy's Girl* At 5:30, Stephanie was putting the finishing touches on her makeup. During her trip to the mall, she'd picked up her dress for the evening, taking a cue from the red lingerie in the box. She settled on a tight red dress that came to just above the knees, not short enough to be slutty, but not long enough to be prudish. It was held up by thin straps, and contained her big tits very nicely, with just a hint of cleavage. Dark red lipstick coated her full teen lips, perfect dick sucking lips, if she said so herself. Her eyes were done up with a smoky mascara that brought out their bright blue. She'd stopped by the spa while she was out, as well, and was thoroughly waxed all over. The little gold hoops hung from her ears, and her new necklace sparkled under the bathroom lights. Beneath it all, she wore the new lingerie. Checking herself out in the mirror, she knew that she looked more than fuckable. She was a wet dream. There was no way that her daddy could resist her. She checked her phone, but still hadn't heard another word from him. Neither of her parents had been home, either. She'd passed her brother on the way in from the mall, as he headed to work. He'd looked extremely pleased and content, more so than she recalled seeing him in, well, ever. He'd been in a hurry to leave, and they hardly said a word to each other, though. With 15 minutes to 6:00, Stephanie heard the sound of someone pulling up in the driveway. She checked herself one last time in the ... mirror, left the bathroom, grabbed a little handbag with some essentials, and bounced down the stairs. Her stomach was all aflutter. She was bubbling with excitement. There was a knock at the door. Curious. Neither of her parents would have knocked, naturally. She peeked out the window, and saw a tall man in a suit and tie. She cautiously opened the door, and the man's eyes widened as he took her in. Long, blonde hair, a face that smoldered with sensuality, lips red and inviting, eyes blue and twinkling with mischief. Her figure was model-perfect, her stomach flat and toned, hips curved just right, and legs long and smooth. The man nearly had to pick his jaw up off the floor. “Uh, Ms. Stephanie Hamlin?” he queried. “Yes?” “I'm your chauffeur,” he said, “My name is Thomas,” “My chauffeur?” “I've been instructed by John Hamlin to convey, 'his most gorgeous angel' (his words) to a secret rendezvous,” “Hmm, sounds interesting,” She said, giving him a teasing smile. Thomas stepped back, and Stephanie walked out, locking the door. He walked ahead of her, and into the drive, where a long, black Lincoln limousine idled. The big car was all class, dark and rich with chrome trim and big whitewall tires. Thomas opened the door for her, and watched her beautiful ass as she got inside. She made sure he got a good look, too. She was alone in the car. Settling into the leather seat, she noted a bottle of champagne on ice, with a note that read, “Don't overdo it”. She was tempted, but Stephanie ...