Family Ties/Ask Tracy how long Mickey and her can stay.
"So How long can the two of you stay sweetie... I'd love the company since the house will be empty till late night tomorrow. I could make us dinner. You guys could even spend the night." You offer pleasantly.
"That very sweet Stacy, but I don't want to intrude." Tracy say, sounding more like she's repeating a line as a matter of protocol rather then the truth.
"Oh sweetie, It's really not a bother. I'd love for you and your little man to spend the night..." ...in my bed. You finish off in your head naughtily, suppressing the chuckle that went with it.
"Well, I don't have to work again till Monday night and it would be nice to get out of my parents house for the evening. If you really don't mind we'd love to stay." Tracy amends with growing enthusiasm. She glance down at her son, who has once again nodded off and released her hard nipple, leaving both of her breasts completely exposed. "Maybe you'll actually get to say hi when he's a little more awake.
You reach over and caress the little angel's cheek, the back of your hand grazing Tracy's nipple. "I'd like that..., He looks so much like his dad..., just gorgeous..." You coo as Tracy looks on, watching get lost in a little fantasy before pulling your hand back and returning you attention to her. So what do you do for a living.., you work the night shift?"
Tracy blushes slightly, "I'm an exotic dancer. I only work three nights a week and make more then enough money to support us and pay for school. That's the only reason I still live with my parents so they can watch Mickey while I'm at work."
"Well shit baby, you certainly have the body for it!" You comment causing her smile brightly. "I take it your folks have no idea that you're a stripper."
A sort of naughty grin comes over Tracy's face. "Well mom has no idea, but dad found out the hard way about three months ago." Your eyes widen in surprise, remembering how conservative her and Mikey's parents were when you were babysitting their twins. "I guess dad went out for a night on the town with a few of his buddies and ended up at the club I work. That night during my set I was wearing a cat suit that had a mask with it, so I come running out and slide down the pole spinning and when I hit the floor I'm staring right at my dad. SO, I'm not sure what to do but I figure since he's still egging me on, he had no idea who he's staring at, I just go on with my routine basically right in front of him. And I'm dancing and stripping and shaking my ass an tits in his face... and he's feeding my panties singles. Then all the sudden he shouts out for me to show him my pussy." Tracy laughs, shaking her head. "So I crawl over to him and kneel there toying with the strings of my panties before pull them off so he can see my shaved cunny. And fuck! He even comments he'd tear that shit up all night long as he's slipping a 100 dollar bill into my garter. So right before the music ends I lean over to him and whisper in his ear 'thank you daddy.'" Tracy begins laughing hysterically. "Shit..., soon as he heard my voice he knew it was me."
"Holy crap Tracy!! I can't believe your dad didn't have a heart attack." You try to remain serious but you remember giving your daddy a lap dance or two of the last few years and can't help but laugh with her. "Aren't you afraid he might tell your mother..., she'd definitely have a stroke right on the spot."
"What's he gonna say??" She points out, imitating her dad now. "Honey, me and the boy's hit a strip club and this hot piece of ass was shaken her titties and ass in my face and I told her I'd fuck her tight cunny all night long, but that was totally before I found out she was our daughter." She brings up a valid point. "Besides, that's not where my special night with daddy ended. Right after my set I went back into the dressing room to change into a sling bikini and while I'm back there Lance tells me some old guy payed for 15 minutes in a champagne room with me and he's waiting in room 5. So I strut in there and sure enough it's daddy, so I plop down on his lap, pop my titties out and spend the next 15 minutes grinding on his boner, asking how he was thinking about fucking my pussy. He ended up cumming in his shorts before I was done. Now anytime he starts lecturing me I start dancing like I'm getting ready to strip and he turns all red and leaves the room.
"My God Tracy, you haven't changed a bit." You chuckle. "Remember that strip show we gave your brother for his birthday?"
She nods her head with knowing smile. "Oh yeah! He came so many times before he finally got his cock into us. Fuck I was so sore the next day." The smile never leaves her lips as she glances at you. "Enough about my daddy, what about your? He still addicted to his little girl's tight cunny?"
There is no sense in trying to dodge her question since one of the time's Tracy snuck over to your house to fool around she had to hide in the closet because your dad came into your room looking for some pussy. You were more than happy to hide his cock knowing Tracy was in the closet, fingering herself as she watched the show. "Oh yeah. It's harder for us to get together with us living a hour apart but during any family event we always find a little daddy daughter time."
Ask Tracy how much she'd charge you for a lap dance.
Make sleeping arrangements for tonight.
Family Ties Character Bio |
Lust/Attraction Level | Sexual experience | Sexual Partners | Notes | |
Name | Stacy | Tracy 9 Mickey 7 Tyler 8 Timmy 7 Steven -1 |
Had many partners Participated in incest Been with underaged boys have played with yourself for Tyler to watch Played truth or dare with Tyler and Cindy. Did everything but fuck them. |
Steven Your Daddy (Heather and Jacob's father) Mikey (Timmy and Jessie's daddy) Tracy |
Ready to divorce Steven Cindy and Tyler are now lovers Cindy asked Eric for a divorce Mike was killed a little over a year ago |
Age | 31 | ||||
Gender | Female | ||||
Experience | Slut | ||||
Attributes | |||||
Tits | 38 DDD Covered in love bites | ||||
Pussy | Wet | ||||
Fertile | Ovulating | ||||
Horniness | 10 Desperate |