Danny, for his part, looks uncomfortable as he swirls his bottle. "Sorry Guy, but I'm the wrong person to ask about women. Haven't touched a girl since my wife passed, and I doubt I ever will." So saying, Danny to lifts back his beer, swallowing the last of it.
"Well now, that's unfair to yourself Danny. I mean, yeah, your wife's gone, but giving up on women? Simply unreasonable. Hey, I've got it, I know what you need to get your life back on track!" Nice Guys hand raises into the air, as if pointing out for the world his genius solution.
"Oh yeah, Mr. Guy? And what's your solution?" Danny retorts unconvincingly, not looking up at Nice Guy.
"You, my friend, need to get Laid. Have Sex. Break a few beds. I'm sure of it!" Nice Guy's smile has gone from friendly to devious, a nasty smirk appearing on his face. Danny, for his part, looked bemused, as if he'd never even thought of what Nice Guy had suggested.
"Sex, are you sure? I mean, I wouldn't want to be disloyal to my wife's memory..." Danny states, his eyes downcast, not even noticing the look of triumph that dashed across Nice Guys face.
"Now there's the beauty of the thing, Danny boy! There's a perfectly acceptable way for you to get all the sex you could ever want, without spitting on your wife's memory. A method you could even use right now!"
Danny was intrigued. He realized he had been depressed ever since his wife died, and it had only grown worse the longer he'd been without her. But if sex was the answer to his problems, and this man had a solution to said problems...?
"Simple Danny, look no further than your daughter, Tailor over there!" So saying, Nice Guy swung his hands grandly in Taylor's direction. Taylor herself had spent this entire time cleaning, putting away the empty dishes, and packaging what could become leftovers. At this particular point in time, Taylor was bent over inside the fridge, having some trouble fitting the turkey into the bottom rack. Nice Guy chose that moment to speak up again, a hint of lust in his tone. "Danny, don't you realize? You helped Make your daughter after all, of course its perfectly acceptable for you to use her to help relieve your stress. Doesn't the sight of such a defenseless pussy just make you wanna ravage it? Well go on, what are you waiting for, an invitation? It's your pussy, after all." The sight of Taylor bent over, legs spread and pussy still slightly swollen from its earlier activities, seemed to cast a spell over Danny. The man appeared as if entranced, witnessing a vision of the promised land after a long drought. Nice Guy did not need to stay more, merely lean back in his chair and smile as Danny stood up. The smile grew wider as Danny dropped his pants there and then, primed earlier to reach this point when they had first spoken outside the house.
Nice Guy decided that this had been an excellent diversion for the evening, as Danny stepped up behind his still struggling daughter. Sure, he could have simply ordered them to fuck, but that would have been boring. And as Danny thrust home into Taylors pussy for the first of many times, with Taylor yelping and squealing at the unexpected assault, Nice Guy could only grin wider at the sights and sounds of his latest work. Sure, he'd be without a bed warmer for the night, but he'd had all day to enjoy the girl, and the Father had gone Years without sex. He was sure to last a good long while tonight, by Nice Guys reckoning. As Danny reached his peak only a few minutes into his first fuck, he roared aloud and came buckets, actually causing some of his spunk to spurt out the sides of Taylor's pussy. Feeling as if tonight couldn't get more perfect, Nice Guy decided to head over and watch TV, but not before giving some parting advice.
"Tailor, my dear, you should know that your father has been incredibly stressed ever since your mother died. Incredibly stressed. Really, his stress levels are much to high, and now he's finally fixing the issue. Of course, this means he's going to basically spend the night raping you until he's released all the stress and cum he's built up over the years, but I'm sure you can take it." Taylor was slowing down her struggling now, the surprise rape by her father losing out to Nice Guys voice, even as a particularly harsh thrust nearly pushed her head into the fridge."Just remember dear, its a daughters responsibility to deal with her fathers stress. Do be a dear and make sure your father's released All his stress tonight, won't you? And Danny, I know you feel your in a hurry, but would you mind taking your daughter up to your room, I'm trying to watch TV down here."
Having sais his piece, Nice Guy departed for the couch. Taylor, for her part, was no longer struggling, and in fact was enthusiastically thrusting herself back against her father, doing her best to milk him with her pussy, the only way she could help remove his stress. She yelped when Danny thrust forward and stopped, locking himself deep inside her. She squeaked as Danny reached down, placing both arms beneath her knees and lifting her up into the air, still locked inside her but now with her pussy and his dick on display. Danny walked slowly up to his room, both careful of his daughter's safety and enjoying the pleasure of her pussy shifting around his shaft as he carried her, especially up the stairs.
Nice Guy decided to spend the night on the couch. For certain, he wouldn't get any rest upstairs, where Danny and Taylor spent much of the night together, him releasing years worth of bottled up depression, and her doing her best to relieve her father's woes.
Nice Guy, just couldn't wait for tomorrow. What wonders would be performed then!
* * *
Nice Guy: The Morning After
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The feeling of warmth as sunlight creeps over your body through a window in the early morning? That's nice. When said light shines straight into your eye the minute you decide to wake up, blinding you with pain from the evil, evil light? Not so nice.
Nice Guy woke to such a blinding light, swearing as he covered his eyes and flipped away from the light. Bloody light. He hadn't even had anything to drink last night, and still it tormented him!
Grumbling at the unfairness of it all, Nice Guy decided that sleep was no longer on the table and decided to get up. Rolling off the bed away from the light, he fell before landing on the comforter he'd wrapped himself in. Yawning aloud, he slowly stood up while blocking the light with his hand, wondering what he was supposed to do now that he was awake. A grumbling stomach was his answer, and so he decided to head down for breakfast.
Comforter kept clenched around his shoulders, the man made his way towards the kitchen. As he passed by the master bedroom, he could hear the sounds of moans, grunts and other various fleshy noises associated with sex. Well, they're already up, and he Does still have his morning wood tenting right out....
Opening the door to the room, the first thing Nice Guy noticed was the smell. The scent of sex, spent lust, and carnal delight almost filled the room, his opening the door causing an almost visible wave of lust to flow outwards from the opening. The scent was enough to clinch Nice Guy's desire, deciding him on a morning fuck before food.
Striding into the master bedroom, Nice Guy took in the scene. Clothes scattered all over, bed in a state of massive disruption, and a pair of lovers in mid coitus. The two on the bed apparently hadn't even noticed his entrance, so caught up in the other they were.
The girl, Taylor, was laying stop her father, her back on his chest, and his hands grasped tightly to her body groping and squeezing all they could reach. They were joined at the waist, the mans shaft buried in her ass, rocking her slightly up and down as he focused on his hands roaming her body.
Nice Guy took a moment to merely take in the sight. The duo were pointed straight at him, let's spread wide to more easily enjoy each other. Given the leakGe visible from Both holes, and the dried cum stains covering her thighs, it was quite obvious that the two had pulled an all nighter, quite possibly managing to have sex the entire night through. The wonders of his biology, courtesy of Bonesaw. Regeneration is such a wonderful feature.
More specifically, Nice Guy took notice of the I filled Pussy in front of him, and felt no need to hold himself back from his lusts. Moving forwards, Nice Guy dropped his comforter as he climbed onto the bed, the two Still not noticing him even though his dick head was now rubbing up and down the girls pussy lips. Why...?
Oh, right. Last night, after Danny had gotten back and he'd had the two start in on there fun, he'd told them to just completely ignore them and focus on each other. Seems like they really Can't notice him. Oh well.
Luis shaft now slippery from the girls rather copious juices, Nice Guy slipped his head inside of her with a little adjustment, then with a single thrust, buried himself halfway home. A few more thrusts saw him buried nearly to the hilt within the girls heavily fucked snatch, his thatch of pubic hair mingling with the girls own neatly shaven mound.
The girl herself gasps, her enjoyment increased immensely at being filled in both holes, though she seems to still be completely ignoring him in favor of Danny, who's begun to move himself in her ass. Well, if these two are going to ignore him, he may as well not hold back at all.
Nice Guy leans forward, seating himself firmly within the girl as he brings his hands to the sides of the two rutting beneath him. He makes sure his stance is stable, and then he begins to Thrust.
Over and over, like a piston Nice Guy spears into the girls depths, taking her with a roughness and intensity she had not felt until her first time with her father, the night before.
The two men began to thrust into the girl in concert, Danny at a slower pace, but the unpredictability alongside the different paces was too much for poor Taylor. The girl started crying aloud in ecstasy as she came, tightening down on both of the shafts invading her like a hot, wet vice.
Nice Guy felt the girl cumming, and wasted little time himself. A few more thrusts, then one final push and the man too was cumming, keeping his shaft buried to enjoy the girls contractions as he filled her womb with his seed.
Below them, Danny himself was yet to come. Not even the joy of others could speed up a body that has so long been doing this action. Still, as Taylor's orgasm began to dip down from its peak, Danny managed to reach that final stage, and himself cried out as he came in the girls ass, driving her back into orgasm.
Nice Guy stayed above the duo, his shaft still being milked by the girls clutching pussy as he looked down at them. Both of them, faces filled with joy and pleasure. Perfect.
Nice Guy moved his hips a bit, his dick no longer thrusting, merely enjoying the sensations of the girls snug channel gripping his shaft. The girl didn't mind, going by how she tightened up when he went to pull out. Unfortunately, round two for Nice Guy ended up delayed by a growling noise. His stomach apparently disliked being ignored.
Sighing at the tyranny of his own body, Nice Guy gave a few more enjoyable thrusts, before pulling out and standing back up to look at his handy work. The girls pussy lips looked Much better, leaking a fresh load, and the man beneath her still held a certain hardness to his shaft. After pulling out, the girl began to whine a bit, before an idea struck and she shifted, lifting her ass of the shaft beneath her with a soft pop. Scooting back, the girl grabbed the shaft beneath her, guiding it up into her pussy before sitting up herself, the look of pleasure on her face as she began to ride that shaft to adorable to disturb.
As he turned to get breakfast, he reminded the two love bugs that they shouldn't forget the need to eat, lest they starve. If they were still going at it by the time He was finished, he'd come up to get them.
Snagging the comforter he'd dropped on the way in, Nice Guy left the room with the sounds of vigorous and much enjoyed sex echoing behind him. Always a good thing to start the day with!
* * *
Fortunately, the horny couple managed to make it down to breakfast before he was finished with the bacon.
The girl, Taylor, was absolutely devastated. Hair in wild disarray, eyes glazed over with lust still, and her naked body still covered in an entire nights worth of cum. Her father was not much better, though for him his dishevallment was less apparent, though his still erect shaft completely coated in the combined love juices of him and his daughter gave the game away.
Looking at the both of them, so discarding of there appearance, Nice Guy tsked. He sent the two of them up to the shower, with orders to take said shower and come back downstairs cleaned up thoroughly. He felt not even mild surprise when he heard the shower sex start up, but thankfully it seemed as if his two new friends had listened to him. Only twenty minutes later the two came down, Danny swathed in a bathrobe and Taylor naked as the day she was born, both looking Infinitely better than there first appearance.
Breakfast was eggs and bacon, with waffles from the toaster to complete the set. The two before him wolfed down there breakfasts like it was not even there, and had seconds and even thirds before they were satisfied. The one flaw, however minor, of massively expanded regeneration. Though it did have its perks. Already, he could see the two changing, the mans body firming up from its state of flab, the girls body doing the same, shaving away unnecessary fat, making her more appealing by the minute. Just looking at her, Nice Guy could tell her bust was already increased in size from when he'd had the both of them drink his blood. Truly, Bonesaw is a Tinker beyond compare. If only he could have kept her... ah, well. Work time now.
Clapping his hands, Nice Guy got the attention of his two new friends, before they completely ignored him. Frowning, Nice Guy paused before remembering exactly what was up. With a sigh, he explained that he wasn't to be ignored anymore, and so it was.
Now with appropriate attention, Nice Guy explained what he wanted to happen today. Taylor and Danny had the day off, to spend the day having fun, fixing up the house, fucking themselves senseless, just don't forget to eat, would they?
He, meanwhile, had a desire to wander. Now with a confirmed home of operations, Nice Guy wanted to go out and thoroughly explore this new city, to see what new friends he could make.
Before he left, though, he let Taylor show him her gratitude for making her life better. While Danny cleaned up breakfast and began picking up the house, Taylor spent a good ten minutes working over Nice Guys dick, licking, sucking, stroking, and doing her best to please him. Finally, at his signal, the girl stood up and turned around. Feet together, she lowered herself onto his shaft, the Rick she had ignored that morning once again violating her pussy, before she leaned forwards and ceased to move.
