Rachel wanted to shoot a new father-daughter themed porno clip for Red MILF Productions, Inc. She put out a couple of ads seeking a man and a woman of the right ages and looks to play the two roles. Soon after, the responses came rolling in. A couple of them stood out more than the others. One was from a forty-something widower named Frank. He had lost his job a while ago. With his unemployment benefit about to run out, he had been driven to desperate measures to earn money. The other was from a nineteen-year-old girl called Misty. She had applied willingly – liking the flexible hours and the fact that she would get paid for doing something that she loved – i.e. fucking. Rachel interviewed Frank and Misty separately. On getting to know them in person, she felt they would be ideal for playing father-daughter lovers on screen. Frank had the right air of authority for his part, and Misty was suitably nubile and perky. Neither of them were too concerned about the taboo storyline of the clip they would be filming. It was only make-believe, after all. Later, when Rachel was alone, she went over the application forms that they had signed. On comparing the personal details, she was startled. The pair had the same surnames and lived at the same address. Reading further, it became clear to Rachel that Frank and Misty were father and daughter for real! By a coincidence they had both applied to be in the same production set without the other knowing about it. Suddenly, Rachel grew excited. Here was a chance to shoot some genuine father-daughter fucking action. As well as turning her on, the idea struck her as being great for business. It was highly unlikely that Frank and Misty would ever agree to it. Therefore, they would have to be tricked. Rachel knew just how to manage that. Calling her assistant on the phone, she gave her a message to make sure that, on the day of shooting, Frank wore a mask without any eyeholes. In addition, he and Misty were not to see each other beforehand. When it came time to shoot the scene, Rachel led Misty on to the bedroom set. The young woman wore a skimpy, lacy red outfit and stockings. The masked Frank was already there – lying on the bed. Rachel arranged it so that the father and daughter would go by the names ‘John’ and ‘April’. She was determined to do all she could to hide their identities from each other until the time was right. She then explained to both of them what she wanted from the scene. Misty’s character was to give her father a passionate fuck as a present. She was to engage in plenty of taboo talk such as telling her father what a great big cock he had. With these directions given, Rachel stepped aside and set the camera rolling. First Misty climbed on to the bed, pulled out her father’s cock, and got straight down to sucking it. When she was not loving it with her lips and tongue, or fucking her mouth as far down its shaft as she could go, she was sensually jacking it off – and uttering dirty comments about its size and hardness to her daddy. It was all very ironic. Here were a real-life father and daughter thinking that each other were just strangers only pretending to be father and daughter. In the background, Rachel stood looking on – getting wicked enjoyment. Following Misty’s long and intimate sucking of his cock, Frank pulled down her panties and began rubbing her exposed pussy. From here father and daughter shifted into the sixty-nine position. They mutually pleased each other this way for a long time. While Misty resumed sucking his cock, Frank went to work tonguing and licking her pussy. Together they filled the bedroom with their muffled and moans and sighs. Shortly after, Misty stripped down to only her stockings, then mounted her father’s cock in the cowgirl-position. As she rode him, she groaned, threw back her head, and arched her back so that her pert tits stood out. Frank held on to her hips while she breathily praised him for being such a expert-fucking, big-cocked daddy. He did not recognize her voice because the leather of his mask obscured his hearing. For Rachel, still hovering nearby, the scene was wonderfully kinky. Keeping out of Misty’s view, she grinned and chuckled with evil amusement. Soon Misty was on her hands and knees – being taking from behind by her father. The young woman made plenty of noise from the thrill of his cock thrusting deep into her tight pussy. More taboo comments flowed endlessly from her lips. Furiously she frigged her clit. Spurred on by her hotness, Frank fucked his daughter with ever greater intensity. Meanwhile, Rachel had by now pulled both her tits out of her top and was hornily caressing them. She had made several suggestive and mocking comments to the father and daughter, but neither of them picked up on her meaning. Last up came a missionary style fuck. Misty lay with her slender legs parted wide so that Frank could fuck right to her depths. He drove her wild with his pumping, and kept her uttering her dirty, taboo comments. When he was ready to cum, Frank held his cock to his daughter’s face. She sucked it a moment longer, then was rewarded with thick blasts of cream that filled her mouth, covered her lips and glazed her chin and cheeks. Now, with the shoot over, Rachel could not resist revealing the identities of father and daughter to one another. Frank still knelt over Misty’s cum covered face when Rachel pulled his mask off. As recognition set in, the pair were struck with shock and horror. Frank leapt from the bed; Misty began to sob uncontrollably. As Rachel congratulated them on their performance, they gathered their things and fled the bedroom in shame. Rachel was not concerned. She felt sure the pair would be back some time. They had broken the taboo line, and there was no going back for them. On top of that, they had clearly loved fucking each other. All Rachel had to do was wait for them. Then she would be able to make a whole series of money-making clips featuring the real-life father and daughter.
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Rachel considered her grown up daughter Donna to be a total bitch. The young woman was very rude to her and never took any advice she had to offer. She also did not like Rachel having contact with her husband Ron. This was because she knew her mother had slyly slept with a number of her past boyfriend’s. Sexy, smart and horny – nothing could stop Rachel from seducing a man once she had set her sights on him. For a long time she had been wanting to add Ron to her list of conquests. But Donna had successfully kept him out of her reach. Then, one day, Rachel got an angry phone call from Donna. Apparently, she and Ron had been in argument. He had stormed out of the house and did not say where he was going. Donna wanted to know if Rachel had seen him. Rachel told her she hadn’t. When she tried to make some helpful suggestions to Donna, she was shouted down. Then Donna hung up on her. Bitch! Rachel could not help saying afterwards. Her daughter’s bad attitude had really riled her. A short while later, Ron called in. He was very upset and needed someone to talk to. Rachel gave him a nice big hug to make him feel better, then invited him to sit down and tell her what was wrong. Presently, Ron revealed that Donna was making his life a nightmare because she wanted a baby but was struggling to get pregnant. She blamed Ron for it, and never gave him a moment’s peace. He had had many arguments with her about it in the past. But this last one was particularly bad. It left him needing some time away from Donna. Rachel heard her son-in-law’s tale with sympathy. That he and Donna were trying for a baby was news to her. She found it very interesting, but she did not press Ron about it for the time being. Instead, she convinced him that he should stay in her guest room for the night. Donna was sure to be in a terrible mood for a while yet. It would be best for Ron to keep out of her way. To allay her suspicions or concerns, he merely had to phone her up and say he was staying at a friend’s. Before he went to bed, Rachel gave him another hug. Mother knows best! She told him as she deliberately crushed her shapely body against his. The next morning, dressed in a sexy silk night and robe, she came into the kitchen where Ron was having a cup of coffee. He was feeling better after his night away from Donna, and was thinking of going back home. However, Rachel suggested her stay with her until late in the afternoon, on the grounds that Donna was probably still angry. She knew her daughter’s moods even better than Ron did. They could go on for days. Furthermore, Rachel wanted Ron’s help to fix some things around the house. Her husband, Frank, was away on business, and would not be back for a week. As she told him this, she drew close to Ron, brushing her finger coyly over his chest and giving him a good eye-line view of her bountiful cleavage. Ron was quickly persuaded. Later, alone in her bathroom, Rachel speculated aloud about the situation. She revealed that her sole purpose for getting Ron to stay over was to provide herself with an ideal opportunity to seduce him. She gave a low, wicked laugh as she thought of getting him to cheat on his wife – her jealous, bitchy daughter. Then she remembered Donna’s struggles to conceive. What better way to outdo her than to have Ron’s baby herself? Rachel wondered. It would show Donna up and make her feel inadequate in comparison with her fertile, womanly mother. The idea delighted Rachel so much that she immediately decided to make it happen. Taking a condom out of a drawer, she it several times with a needle. Not long after, she was in her bedroom, all set to seduce Ron. She felt no guilt about what she would be doing. Her opinion of Donna was already at rock bottom. As for her husband, she actually enjoyed cheating on him. It was his punishment for being such a bore. In any case, Rachel was now determined to get pregnant by Ron. She was not doing it solely to spite Donna. She happened to want a new addition to the family. If her daughter could not provide her with a grandchyld, she would simply have to do it herself. And so, still in her revealing nightie and robe, Rachel called Ron into her room to look at a broken ceiling fan. As he reached up to it, she hugged him tight from behind, and ran her hands sensually down his front. Ron looked confused and nervous. The next thing he knew, Rachel had pushed him back onto her bed. Getting on top of him, straddling his hips, she kept him from being able to move. It was clear to Ron what she had in mind. He protested weakly – citing the fact he was married to her daughter, and that Rachel had a husband. Rachel’s contemptuous response showed that she could not care less about deceiving either of one of them. All she wanted (she said) was to treat Ron to some wonderful pressure-free sex as a reward for being such a great in son-in-law. Already impatient to get started, she shrugged off her robe and pulled the condom out her cleavage. Protection must be used, she told him with a straight face. How disastrous it would be if he got her pregnant! In next to no time, Rachel had gotten Ron to overcome all his inhibitions. She talked to him a lot – cajoling him into admitting that he had long fantasized about her, teasing him about how naughty he was for feeling that way about his own mother-in-law. What followed was an extravaganza of foreplay and fucking. It started with Rachel massaging Ron’s cock into hardness beneath his shorts. Then off came Rachel’s nightie and bra. All she wore then was her stockings and suspenders. Ron buried his face in her big breasts and kissed them all over. Hungrily, he sucked on their long, hard nipples. After this, Rachel stretched out on to her back and spread her silken legs so that Ron could lavish her horny pussy with attention. First he rubbed it through the panties. Then he pulled them off and gave Rachel an epic pleasuring. One and two-handed, he fingered inside of her and around her clit before pressing his mouth hard against her snatch and making her moan from the lapping and probing of his tongue. Later, Rachel repaid this favor by giving Ron an incredibly sensual blowjob and handjob. From there she graduated into the 69 position so that she got a pussy pleasing out of her horned up son-in-law even while she savored a huge mouthful of his young hard cock. Sitting upright for a second, she smothered Ron’s face with her ass. Ron did not mind at all. In fact, he greedily licked at her crack. When this was over, Rachel sucked Ron’s cock to maximum hardness and slid the condom over it. She then laid back and parted her long stockinged legs as wide as they would go. Ron eagerly lined his cock at the opening of her naked pussy, then thrust in hard. In the passionate bed shaking missionary style fuck that followed, Rachel urged Ron to go as deep as he could. His cock was buried to the balls in her pussy when he blew his load. Rachel grinned as she felt some of it seep through the broken condom and into her womb. Afterwards, she sucked the used condom off of his spent cock, poured its remaining contents into her mouth, and swallowed. But that was not the end of action by any means. Rachel was determined to get another cum dose out of Ron so as to stand a better chance of being impregnated by him. After a brief rest, she sucked him off once again, then slid another sabotaged condom over his hardened cock. This time she rode him cowgirl style. As she bounced herself up and down, Ron reached up and played with her breasts. Rachel urged him on – begging him to again fuck her as deep as he could, encouraging him to imagine that he was getting his wife pregnant. Finally, Ron let rip with his second load. This one was even heavier than the first! Feeling how much of it was free inside of her, Rachel believed there was now a strong chance Ron had impregnated her. When she climbed off of him, she pretended to discover the break in the condom. Ron was horrified. He held his head in his hands, telling himself that the situation was not real. Meanwhile, Rachel lay down next to him, smiling. She had been spectacularly successful in her scheme,. Not only had she seduced yet another man and enjoyed an afternoon of great fucking, but she had also given herself an excellent chance of being pregnant – thereby getting one over on Donna. Three and a half month later, sporting a swollen belly, Rachel spoke on the phone with her daughter once again. She was merciless in telling her the whole brutal truth of all that had happened. Ron was the father of her baby – she declared mockingly. He had given her what Donna could not: a grandchyld. There was no sense in her kicking up a fuss about it. Rachel’s husband believed himself to be the father. If Donna claimed otherwise, he would think she was making up malicious lies. Then he would disinherit her. So, if Donna had any sense, she would shut up and back off Ron. If he wanted to come any fuck Rachel, Donna had better allow it – or else. If she had been a real woman instead of a useless bitch, he would never have cheated on her in the first place. Ouch.