Bad TV 2 [fiction] [M/f]

It was another one of those great afternoons with the television on, a rude comedy show running, junk food on the coffee table and laughs aplenty. Nearing the end, Mike sobered up and said, “Boy, I’m glad it’s you banging Stella and not some other loser.”

Tony coughed up potato chips. “Shit, what?”

“She tells me everything, man. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“Damn it.” Tony covered his face before slowly bringing his hands down. “That girl.”

“Was it supposed to be your little secret?” Mike let out a howl and fell on the floor in a fit of laughter. When he had subsided, he said, “Chillax, dude. I’m doing one of Stella’s pals, a Thai-Filipina hottie. Not gonna lie. This girl knows how to give head. She even gave my wife a few tips. Oh, and the wife. Karen’s banging two jocks separately, one of them’s graduating from high school this year and the other is studying robotics at SirTech.”

Mike pulled out his phone and played a video showing an athletic black teen picking up his wife and banging her in their bedroom standing up. He put her down, facing up, on the bed after ten minutes and plowed into her, face to face, for another twenty. The cum load he left in her at the end of the video was extravagant. Mike’s fingers came into view, parting his wife’s pussy to see more of the cum flowing out onto the bed, although most of it was inside her.

“What do you think?” Mike asked. “He’s also going to SirTech next year.”

“Damn, that was hot,” said Tony.

Mike got up and they both exited the house. He got into his car and looked up at Tony. “Just so you know, we’re all good. Exercise caution, though. That little bitch of mine is quite the neurotic type. You want to be careful with her. Don’t set her off.”

Tony said, “Uh, thanks for the memo.”

Mike let out a whoop. “Consider yourself warned. See you later, buddy.”

What Tony didn’t want to admit to Mike was that he was already well aware of his daughter’s neurotic personality. It had come to a head when a week ago, at a high school soccer match, Stella had faced off with Tony’s niece, Natalie, who was the same age as Stella, but from a rival school. Stella was a cheerleader and had kept a lookout for Tony, who she had invited to watch her perform with her squad that night. After the game, Tony and Natalie were catching up when Stella, still in her chearleader gear, entered the conversation abruptly and shoved Natalie, who was forced two meters back before she applied the breaks and return charged right at Stella, almost ripping off her top.

Tony put himself between them before they could claw each other to pieces, getting his jacket ruffled in the process. “Stella, what are you doing?”

“Who does this bitch think she is?” said Stella. “Just because you’re Tony’s niece doesn’t mean I’m not gonna mess you up for talking shit about me and my friends.”

“Who’s talking shit? I was just chatting with my uncle.”

“I saw you looking at us and laughing. You think your cheer squad is better than us?”

“When was this?” Tony asked Stella.

“Just right now or whatever a minute ago.”

That was when Tony realized it was all in her head. Neurosis. He had been right beside Natalie the entire time. They had laughed about a few things, but none of them had anything to do with Stella or her cheer squad.

But Stella looked so hot in her cheerleader outfit that he asked Natalie to let it go and walked Stella home, amidst shouts of protest from his niece and a gaggle of her friends demanding an apology from Stella.

They took a route that had them reaching Mike’s house from the back. The backyard was fenced off from a thin stretch of woodland that opened up to a road on the other side.

Before they reached the fence, Stella stopped Tony and got on her knees. He felt her fumbling against his pants in the darkness. She swore, he chuckled, turned on the flashlight of his phone. Under the light, she quickly unfastened his belt and pulled down his pants, freeing his cock. Tony switched on his phone’s camera and recorded Stella taking his cock into her mouth and sucking him off. He grabbed her blonde ponytail, pushed her face further along his shaft, making her gag. She coughed, he released, giving her time to gather herself. He made her gag on his cock several more times, repayment for what she did to his niece. Then he let her have her way on his cock. It was nothing special; definitely hadn’t taken any tips from her Thai-Filipina pal; all standard oral stuff, but she was pretty and having a blonde teen hottie in a cheerleader outfit suck him off had always been a fantasy of his. That night it came true.

“I bet everyone is still at the soccer field,” said Stella as they rounded the house, getting to the front doorstep.

“You sure?” Tony looked around.

“All the houses on the street are dark. No cars in the driveway.”

She was right. Even her parents weren’t home yet, but they were out on a date, according to Mike.

Tony grabbed Stella’s waist, reached under her short skirt and tore off her panties. She protested, but he told her, “What good is a bet if you’re betting nothing. Bet your decency that no one can see us right now because no one is here yet.”

“Is this a dare?”

“Call it whatever you want.”

Stella spread her legs apart and leaned forward, hands against her front door, ready to take him in. Tony lined himself up against her and slid his cock into her waiting cunt. They both moaned in unison on his first entry into her sex. Stella looked down, but Tony kept his head turning this way and that, looking for any signs of eyes that may be looking at them. The fear of discovery heightened the sensations they were both feeling. He tore off her skirt and pushed up her top to reveal her bra that he tore off as well. She felt him grab her boobs, squeezing them, fiddling with her nipples. As he did this, she squeezed him inside her, gripping his cock in a private embrace as they fucked in a not so private place. Pushing her up against the door, Tony simultaneously pushed himself up to the hilt inside her. The thrusts he made caused her body to hit the door, resulting in a knocking sound that oddly would have alerted anyone inside the house to open the door. Fortunately, no one was home. Stella pushed back, offering Tony her waist, which he grabbed and continued to pummel her pussy soundly. Then she felt him explode inside her, filling her with hot oozing love.

When Mike and Karen got back home, they found Stella and Tony sitting on opposite ends of the couch watching the Adults Only Network.

“Oh, that is just bad TV,” said Karen, tossing her purse onto the kitchen table. “Aren’t there any other channels available?”

“Relax, mom,” said Stella. “It’s only a swimsuit model show. The only nudity here is boobs.”

“Yeah,” said Tony. “We see guys’ chests all the time. What’s wrong with seeing women’s chests?”

“Good point,” said Stella.

“Great point,” said Mike.

“You, sir, need to get into the shower now with me,” said Karen, pushing him down the hallway. She called out to the living room, “And no misbehaving from you two, okay?”

Stella replied, “Don’t worry about us, mom. We know how to behave.”

She winked at Tony.

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