Let's Train Heroine - Chapter 397

Chapter 397: Heroine’s Husband with Her Daughter’s Friend I
Leira ran toward her father, Lucan, having scored her first goal for the city team. She was a whirlwind of smiles, laughter, and glowing excitement as she threw herself into his arms.

“Papa, did you see that?” she exclaimed, her voice full of joy.

Lucan gently unwrapped her arms from his waist and stepped back so she could see the pride on his face. Leira was still catching her breath, her black hair tumbling over her shoulders. Her blue eyes sparkled with happiness, and her cheeks were flushed from the effort.

“Well played,” he said warmly. “Go celebrate with your teammates in the changing room. I’ll be waiting in the car.”

Leira beamed up at him before her friend Katie, equally exhausted but grinning widely, approached them. Katie’s short bob of black hair stuck slightly to her forehead from sweat, but her excitement was undeniable.

“Hi, Mr. Lucan,” Katie greeted. “Wasn’t Leira amazing out there? Leira, I can’t get my boot undone. Can you help me?”

Leira bent down to assist, easily untying Katie’s stubborn laces.

“Got it,” Leira said with a smile. “We’ll go get changed now, Papa. See you soon.”

“Bye, Mr. Lucan!” Katie added cheerfully as the two girls ran off toward the locker rooms.

Lucan smiled to himself as he watched them disappear. Leira, despite being only nine years old, was already playing in a city team comprised of women aged 18 to 25. As the daughter of the strongest being, her talent on the field was unparalleled, and she had quickly become the team’s best player despite her age.

A few minutes later, Leira and Katie returned to the car. Both were dressed in their tracksuits, their hair still slightly damp.

“Thanks, Papa,” Leira said as Lucan opened the trunk for their sports bags. “The showers weren’t heating up, so we’ll clean up properly at home. Katie’s coming with us. We’re going to watch a movie after lunch. Is that okay?”

“That’s fine,” Lucan replied. “I’ll be working on the computer this afternoon, and your mother is visiting your aunt, so you’ll have the run of the house.”

“Thanks, Mr. Lucan!” Katie chimed in, handing him her bag, he noticed thier underwear as bag was opened.

“All our clothes are still in my bag, Mr. Lucan. We thought we’ll dress again after showering. When we’re back at yours we just need to jump out of our trackies and jump in your shower.”

Lucan nodded, and noticed their carefree excitement and shook his head with a smile as he closed the trunk. The drive home was filled with giggles and whispered conversations between the two girls. They were clearly delighted, and their chatter created a lively atmosphere in the otherwise quiet car. Occasionally, Lucan glanced in the rearview mirror to see them exchanging high-fives and bursting into laughter over some shared joke.

When they arrived home, Lucan unlocked the door, and the girls bolted inside, racing up the stairs.

“Papa!” Leira called from the top of the stairs. “Can you bring our bags up? Put Katie’s bag in my room. The rest of the stuff needs to go in the laundry—except the boots.”

Lucan carried the bags inside and noticed the tracksuits the girls had tossed carelessly on the hall floor. With a sigh, he gathered them and took Leira’s bag to the laundry room. He separated the load and placed their jerseys, socks, and other sports gear in the washing machine. Their boots were carefully set aside on the shoe rack.

Returning to the hallway, he grabbed Katie’s bag and headed upstairs. He could hear the sound of water running and laughter coming from the bathroom. The girls were clearly enjoying themselves.

“Are you both in there?” Lucan called out.

“Yes, Papa!” Leira shouted back. “We always shower together after games!”

“I’m putting Katie’s bag in your room,” Lucan said.

“Thanks!” Leira replied, her voice echoing with laughter.

Lucan placed Katie’s bag at the foot of Leira’s bed and he listened at the door, picturing the water trickling over every curve and hollow, soapy caresses of curious, slippery hands. Lucan quickly went to his room. He have to say that Katie, his daughter’s friend really hot and it attracted him. However he have to control himself, and not give in to his desire.

However he began to thought that, does his daughter began to think of this sexual desire, then shake his thought, it’s too early, it would atleast take few years before Leira might think of these things. However he was thinking about Katie and her body.

“Are you there? Mr. Lucan”

“Yes, I’m. Did you have a nice shower? Shall I go down and make some lunch for us all?” Lucan got off the bed to head downstairs. Katie was grinning, looking straight at him. The towel was wrapped tightly round her, tucked in over her breasts.

“Excuse me,” he said. They scarcely touched but the towel fell. Those wonderous young breasts, the pubic mound, smooth, hairless, and that virgin slit exposed.

“Can I have my towel back please?”

Lucan picked it up and handed it to her. Throwing it casually over her shoulder, she squeezed past him on the landing. He stared at her cheeky arse wiggling towards Leira’s room.

“See you at lunch Mr. Lucan,” she laughed.

Lunch was easy. Rolls filled with cheese and pickle, crisps from a multipack, a plate of biscuits, tumblers of chilled juice. The girls arrived, t-shirts and shorts, ankle-socks and trainers: both their faces freshly aglow after their shower.

“Help yourselves girls. Tell me if I’ve missed anything.”

“Thanks Papa.”

“Yes. Thank you, Mr. Lucan. We’ll clear up afterwords. You can get on with the stuff on your computer. We’ll watch something on the tv. I’ll get an taxi to take me home.”

“No need Katie, I’ll drive you back when you’re ready.”

Lunch was probably no more than twenty minutes. A few shared glances and smiles.

“Right girls, I’ll leave you to your film. Katie, come and get me when you’re ready to go. I can drive you home in no time.”

Most of Lucan’s work was done in his home. Although he doesn’t need to work anymore but he wanted. Because this work was fun, it’s about written the story. He like writing story and enjoy this work.

However before work, his cock needed some attention. Lucan put on his headphones and mic, logged on and went straight for it porn.

He looked at the array of screenshots. Woman with skirts raised to expose tight white panties or smooth-shaven cunts, tits jutting from unbuttoned blouses and young lips wrapped round rigid hard-ons. One of the girls looked a bit like Katie, similar hair style. He clicked on the link. There she was, her head bobbing up and down, her lips round the most enormous stiffy. She stopped momentarily.

“Are you liking this? Is your cock hard enough yet?” Are you going to fuck your girl?”

Then back to the blowjob. Lucan lowered his trousers and underwear so he could properly deal with his throbbing penis. He stroked it down over his length.

The woman had stopped sucking his cock and was kneeling on the edge of the bed offering her cunt, or her arse. Lucan tightened his grip making his choice and imagined the moment of anal penetration.

You have to make gentle, continuous pressure and the butt hole will suddenly relax, almost sucking the head of your cock in. And then you can start thrusting, her anus gripping ever tighter as you slide deeper, balls deep, balls slapping on her cunt lips. And now the girl on film has his cock in her arse and she’s turned her head round.

“Fuck me! Fire your spunk into me! Deeper, deeper.”

Then he’s grunting and his cock’s pulsing and surplus cum dribbles out towards her slit. And Lucan was coming too. a thick ribbon of spunk shoots up.

It’s been while since he masturbate. It’s bad that Nyx, and Virnda left this planet, and Maris was at her sister’s place. While both of his sister working with his mother in tv series. So, he didn’t get any time to meet them and have some chance. However he have to say, his mother quickly become the world famous actress in few years, while his two sisters also joined his mother, and three of them were too famous with over hundred millions of fans all over the world, and they were also urging him to act with them. Lucan decide that he would but he would write script. Right now he doesn’t have idea but he was working on it.

Anyways, he remove all evidence of his porn sessions, then wipe the spunk from wherever it has landed; the tissues were lightly scented, diluting the odour of sex. Clothing back in order; clear the browser history. Then he was back to his work, writing the story and all. After two hours, he finished for today and decided to rest, so he head down to check on the girls.