Chapter 274 - 273: A Spoiled Daughter Needs Some Teaching

Chapter 274: Chapter 273: A Spoiled Daughter Needs Some Teaching

"Ngnn... ahn... thank you... ahn."

Pamela slumped onto the mat, her body still spasming. She felt the warmth of her own juices and the weight of the seed inside her. Every muscle in her body felt like jelly, completely spent and satisfied.

"Hoo... that was fine as fuck. Now, don’t forget what you are. You’re a pig," Owen whispered with a smirk. He gave her backside a loud, stinging spank and then groped her tightly, his large hands burying deep into her soft flesh.

"Oink... oink... yes... I am a pig, oink..." Pamela replied happily. She didn’t mind the label; in fact, she loved it. She felt a deep sense of gratitude that Owen gave her exactly what she desired—the feeling of being owned and used.

"Good. Now, how about we move to the next pussy on the line?" Owen shifted his gaze toward Arielle.

Arielle had been watching from the sidelines, her heart racing. She had heard every moan, every slap, and every dirty word. She wanted that same feeling of intensity. She wanted to be claimed. How could she possibly miss out on this? She had been waiting patiently, and she was determined to find a way to get her turn.

"Mom, how about we fuck inside the tent?" Owen suggested, pointing toward the small, two-person tent.

Arielle blinked, her face flushing a deep red. "Ahn... is that fine?" she asked softly. She felt a sudden wave of shyness, knowing she was taking the place of Pamela, but the hunger between her legs was overriding her hesitation.

"Heh, don’t worry. I will satisfy all of you here, so it’s not a problem," Owen replied. He glanced back at the other three women. He knew they were watching, and he knew they were eager. "Besides, you are the only one who hasn’t had a turn in phase one."

"Ahnn... okay..." Arielle nodded her head, her voice trembling slightly. She surrendered herself to him, allowing him to lift her body and guide her toward the small shelter.

As they entered the cramped space, Owen whispered, "Don’t worry, it won’t take long... and I wouldn’t mind if someone joined us inside."

He cast a knowing hint toward the other women outside. He could see the smiles on their faces; they liked the idea of a group session. It wasn’t a bad plan at all.

Once inside the tent, the air became thick with heat and desire. The space was so small that Arielle could feel Owen’s warmth radiating against her.

"Ahh... what should we do...?" Arielle breathed out. She lay back on the makeshift bed, spreading her legs wide and pushing her chest forward, offering her large breasts to his gaze.

"Hmm? What do you think, Mom? What do you want me to do with you?" Owen asked. He didn’t wait for a verbal answer before he began teasing her nipples with his tongue, tasting the salt of her skin.

"Ngn... aahn... ahn... I don’t know..." Arielle whimpered, her back arching.

"Yes, you do. Don’t try to hide your desires from me," Owen murmured against her skin. *Slurp... slurp...* He caressed her curves, his hands exploring every dip and peak of her busty body while his tongue continued to torture her nipples.

"Ahn... ah... don’t say that..." she pleaded, though her body was screaming for more.

"Then don’t be shy," he commanded.

"Ngn... really? You will actually allow my selfish desires?" She looked up at him, her eyes pleading, silently begging for his permission to be completely shameless.

"Of course. You can do whatever you want. Hehe, I’m an open book," Owen chuckled.

"T-then please... choke me, daddy..." She whispered, opening her arms and exposing her neck and face to him.

Owen gulped hard. He hadn’t expected her to take the "daddy" role so aggressively. He remembered the roleplay they had experimented with during the early stages of their relationship, but this was different. This was raw.

Now it was coming back to them, and in a much sexier, more dangerous way.

*’Jesus... it’s time for me to show her how I do things,’* Owen thought. He slowly slid his fingers around her slender neck, applying a gentle but firm pressure.

"Ahn... an... yes... daddy... choke me hard and fuck me... I want you to make my pussy a total mess," Arielle gasped. She spread her thighs even wider and lifted her feet, forming a perfect V-shape for him.

"How did my beautiful daughter turn into such a slut? Did I teach you that?" Owen asked, his voice husky as he began fingering her drenched core.

"Ahn... ahn... ahnm... yes... ahn... you taught me so many perverted things that I turned into a slut... ahn... ahn..."

"I can’t remember that, though. Did I really teach you all that? Hmm? Or did you become spoiled and secretly watch me while I was fucking your mother hard?" He pushed his index and middle fingers deeper inside her.

"N-no... I am not that kind of daughter..." she lied, though her expression betrayed her. Even a baby could tell she was lying.

"Hoh? So you didn’t hear the loud moans of your mother when I spanked her ass until her buttocks turned red?"

"N-no... don’t look at me like that... ahn..."

"Heh, well... don’t hide it from me. I know what you did, my cute Arielle. Tell me... did you peek into our room at night?"

"N-no..."

"Don’t lie. I know when you’re lying, Arielle." He playfully pinched her nose, making her look cute even in the midst of their filth.

"Ahhnn... ahn... I-i saw you doing the deed with mom... when you forgot to lock the door while you went out for a drink of water..." Arielle finally confessed, her voice shaking with excitement as the play became even spicier.

"And? Tell me more..."

"And... I saw mom’s pussy full of cum... and your... d-dick... so big and hard after the mess you made in the whole room." She looked sideways, too shy to maintain eye contact.

"Hoho, what a bad daughter. You can’t simply sneak around and take a peek when a couple is having a good time."

"Ngn... that’s not my fault... the moans of mom were so loud that I couldn’t stop myself from peeking..."

"What a spoiled daughter, hehe. Well, well... it’s not bad. So, did you perhaps touch yourself while watching us?" He leaned in and bit her nipples, leaving a mark on her areola.

"Ahn... ah... ah.... I don’t know... my hand just went to my pussy... it felt so hot and so I touched myself. And it felt so strange... I was leaking something, just like mom." She surrendered completely, allowing him to play with her breasts and her wet core.

"A spoiled daughter needs some teaching," Owen whispered, his voice dropping to a growl. "So, I will teach you exactly how to become a good daughter."

"Yes... daddy... ahn... teach me... and fuck me..."