Perverts 'R' Us
Sleepover
By CellarReader ( M/f+, cheat, inc )
Jason Johnson lay on his back, wide awake in the complete darkness. He could see his wristwatch glowing 3:00 a.m. Beside him his wife Julie snored quietly. She had taken two sleeping pills at 10:30, when they sent their daughter Susie and her three friends to the basement to spread out their sleeping bags after the pizzas and sodas were all finished. The house was quiet, except for the occasional giggles and whispers wafting up from the basement recreation room.
Jason was worried about his little girl. She had skipped a grade between second and third, and now all her girlfriends were a year or two older. At 12, Susie was very intelligent, a voracious reader, and cute as a button. But he worried that the older girls took advantage of her naivete, making fun of her to each other without Susie even realizing what was going on. He hoped the three neighbor girls in the basement with her were real friends, and not just girls who came over to have fun at her expense.
"Shhhhhhh," he heard Susie whispering, "if we make too much noise, dad will come down here."
"Cool," replied Jennifer, at 14 the oldest of the guests, "your dad's hot. I bet you have lots of fun with him." Then Jason thought he heard the weights on his universal gym clanking. He worked his abs an hour every weeknight to keep in shape. He became concerned that the girls would hurt themselves on the equipment in the dark. He climbed out from under the duvet and padded down to the top of the basement stairs in his pajama bottoms to see if he could tell what was going on.
"What do you mean, my dad's hot?" Susie asked Jennifer.
"I'd like to make out with him," Jennifer whispered back. "He looks sexy, and I bet he knows how to make a girl feel real good."
"Let's play a kissing game," the two 13 year olds, Mary and Ellen, whispered in unison. "Your folks are asleep. No one will know." There followed the sounds of sloppy kissing and a lot of soft giggling. Jason was relieved at the girlish nature of the party games, and was about to creep back upstairs to bed when he heard the universal gym clanking again, in the dark. He just had to go down and investigate before anyone got hurt.
Jason cleared his throat at the top of the stairs and started down slowly into the deeper darkness of the basement. "Shhhhhhh," Susie whispered. "Dad's coming." Then, silence. When he got to the bottom of the stairs, he quietly surveyed the scene, accommodating his eyes to the blackness. He could see four sleeping bags spread out on the thick carpet, each with a girl lying on top, naked to the waist and wearing only underpants. He didn't dare turn on any lights. He thought about just going back to bed, when Jennifer giggled softly. "I guess I got my wish," she murmured in a stage whisper. Jason pretended not to hear, but he had to say something.
He spoke softly, pretending he couldn't exactly see where the girls were. "I don't want to spoil your party, girls, but it's not safe to use the gym equipment in the dark, you know." "It's OK, dad," Susie whispered softly. "Ellen just bumped it a little. We weren't trying to play with it. Won't you stay down here and play a game with us for a while?" Jason thought for a few seconds about being in a dark basement at 3 a.m. with four topless middle school girls, who had just been playing a kissing game. He thought about his wife upstairs, drugged for another six hours by her sleeping pills. Then thought about his earlier worries that Susie would become the butt of cruel jokes by the older girls. He decided to stay a while and see what they were up to. "What kind of game, sweetie?" he asked with as much innocence as he could muster.
"It's a make out party game, dad. We were practicing before, but we didn't have any boy. Will you be the boy?"
Jason wasn't sure what he was getting himself into, but he didn't want to go back to bed, and he didn't want to disappoint Susie. "What are the rules of this game?" Jason asked no one in particular.
"OK," Jennifer answered. "You go over in the corner and sit on the sofa. We will cut the cards. Whoever draws the low card has to sit by you and do whatever dare the other girls come up with. After the first dare, the girl who did the dare gets to name the next player, and give her a dare. If a player does not do the dare, she has to drop out of the game."
Jason considered these rules. "What if I don't do the dare?" he asked.
"If the boy won't do the dare the game is over," Mary told him. "Your dad's not going to be a party pooper, is he?" Ellen challenged Susie. Jason wasn't sure where this was headed.
Without waiting for Susie to respond, he said: "I'll play for a while if you girls all want me in the game." All the girls giggled aloud at that. "Thanks, dad," Susie chirped.
Jason's eyes had completely adjusted to the basement darkness by now. As he walked over to the sofa in the corner, he could see the curvaceous shapes of four round bottoms clad only in thin nylon panties. Four pair of budding breasts, each one topped off with a perky little brown nipple, stared back at him out of the darkness. He knew there was no turning back, and wondered how far the girls would take him down this road. He heard Jennifer shuffle a deck of playing cards, cutting it into four short packs. Each girl reached out and turned over a card from the top of her pack.
"In got the ace of spades," Jennifer whispered. Obviously she needed to be in control of the start of play.
"Jack of hearts," breathed Ellen.
"Six of diamonds," replied Mary. Jason held his breath.
"Two of clubs," Susie said cheerily, "the lowest card in the deck." Jason began to suspect that the game was rigged. Susie went over to the sofa and sat right next to her dad. He could feel the warmth of her skin through the thin pajamas, and her bare shoulder leaned into his own bare arm. "Give me a dare, girls," Susie giggled.
The three older girls huddled for a few seconds, giggling and whispering conspiratorially. Jennifer spoke up for the group: "Put your arms around his neck and give him a big, wet, French kiss," she announced softly. Before Jason could react in any way, his 12 year old daughter Susie swung around on the sofa, planting one knee on either side of his lap, plopping her panty clad bottom across his thighs, throwing her arms around his neck, and pressing her lips to his mouth. Jason felt an unmistakable stirring in his loins. He felt his daughter's naked little breasts against the bare skin of his chest. He felt her tongue pushing between his lips, exploring the inside of his mouth. He couldn't, wouldn't, didn't want to, resist any of it.
He sat a little stiffly on the sofa, one hand on either side of Susie's hips, kissing her back as she pressed her breasts into his chest. He was definitely enjoying this. He continued their french kiss for nearly a whole minute. He almost had forgotten about the three girls watching gleefully when Susie hopped out of his lap and announced in a breathy whisper, "OK Jennifer, you're next. You have to start where I left off."
Jason's heart was beating a little faster than it had been when he first came into the basement. Jennifer tiptoed over to the sofa and swung herself into the position Susie had just vacated, her much larger breasts planted firmly against Jason's bare chest, her thighs tightly hugging his own, centered on either side of the obvious and now fully erect penis just underneath the fabric of his pajama bottoms. Before Susie could voice her dare to Jennifer, Jennifer whispered to the room at large, "Susie gave her dad a hard on." All four girls giggled aloud at Jennifer's remark.
"OK Jennifer," Susie shot back at her in a stage whisper, "You have to French him for a whole minute, while you put your hand inside his pajamas and touch his hard on." Jason felt Jennifer's tongue in his mouth, probing greedily, while she untied the drawstring of his pajamas and pushed one hand inside, beginning expertly to stroke his erect penis. He gave in completely to the pleasure and naughtiness of this game. He kissed Jennifer back lustfully, and let her give him a hand job he had never even imagined in his wildest dreams. Before Jennifer's minute was up, he had ejaculated all over her hot hand.
At the end of her minute, Jennifer got up, concealing the motion of her hand wiping the semen onto the front of Jason's pajamas. "Your turn, Ellen," Jennifer commanded. Ellen climbed onto the sofa in the same posture Jennifer had just left. Without waiting for Jennifer to pronounce a new dare, Ellen began kissing Jason on the mouth. As she settled onto Jason's lap, Ellen told the other girls, "Jennifer made Susie's dad cum."
The girls giggled again, and Mary drew a deep breath before chiming aloud "Sweet, Jenny." By now Ellen was gently grinding her panty crotch against Jason's thighs, French kissing him, and hugging his chest tightly. Jason could feel that her perky nipples were erect against his skin.
Jennifer gave Ellen her dare: "Ellen, you have to let Susie's dad feel your breasts while you kiss him for your minute." Jason was into this game. His hands slid slowly up Ellen's torso from her hips, as she pulled slightly away from his chest. He put one palm firmly against each of her breasts and began massaging them gently. As he succumbed to the sensation of her supple skin and hard nipples beneath his touch, he could feel the blood rushing from his brain back into his loins. His second erection was pressed firmly against Ellen's crotch, nothing but his thin white pajamas and her thin pink panties separating his penis from her bald, hot moist vagina. Jason was having the time of his life. After a good deal more than the allotted minute of frenching and feeling up, Ellen reluctantly climbed out of Jason's lap and called on Mary.
"Mary, your turn. I got him hard again. Get on your knees in front of the sofa." Jason was surprised to see Mary kneeling at his feet with a willing smile on her sweet young face. "Now pull off his pjs and suck him for your minute - that's your dare," Ellen pronounced. Jason felt the pajama bottoms sliding down his thighs, over his ankles and completely off. Even at 13, Mary didn't seem to Jason to be sucking her first penis. Her pigtails bobbed as she lowered her hot mouth over his shaft, and soft slurping sounds occasionally came from down there as she began hungrily sucking up and down his erection.
Right at the end of her appointed minute, Mary left off what had started to be the best blow job Jason ever received. She climbed up and sat on Jason's right side on the sofa, and without a second's hesitation issued the next dare: "Susie, your turn. You have to keep sucking your dad until he cums again."
Jason couldn't believe his ears, or his good fortune. His own 12 year old daughter was going to finish the blow job of his life. Ellen now sat on his left to watch, while Jennifer perched on the arm at the opposite end of the sofa. Susie willingly took her place at his knees, and he could feel her hot breath on his erection. Susie opened her pretty little mouth as wide as she could, and pushed the head of her dad's penis in between her lips.
Rather than sucking up and down as her older friend had done, Susie began licking the head of Jason's erection, running her wet tongue around the circumcision scar again and again, then back and forth across the engorged head, stopping occasionally to flick it quickly into the slit. Jason found himself wondering what make out parties Susie had been to where she learned such tricks. But before that question was even fully formed in his brain, he felt his scrotum tighten, and he began gushing spurt after spurt of semen into his daughter's mouth.
At first Susie swallowed thirstily, but as his orgasm ebbed, Jason noticed that she was letting her cheeks fill with his jism. As soon as he was completely spent, she stood up, and gave each of her older girlfriends a sloppy snowball. Then, licking the last drops from her lips, she told the other girls, "See, I said there would be enough cum for all of us, didn't I." Jason knew at that instant that the whole game was rigged, and he didn't give a damn.
Susie and the girls weren't nearly finished with him, however. Susie ordered Jennifer, "Pull down your panties and get in his lap, kissing him and letting him feel your pussy." Jennifer complied, slowly pulling off her panties, then gently arranging Jason's flaccid penis against her thigh as she straddled him, buck naked, and moved back toward his knees to leave room for his hand between her legs and his crotch. As she kissed him with her mouth open and her tongue flicking across his teeth, Jason could feel the fine fuzz on her vagina when he began gently probing it with his finger. Jennifer was flushed and wet, and she sighed deeply as his index finger plunged inside her.
Jennifer ground her crotch against Jason's hand, and he could feel her honey dripping onto his palm. She threw her head back, and without any further dare or coaching, he began sucking her nipples one after the other. Before Jennifer's minute was up Jason could feel her cunt walls contracting, squeezing his finger tightly as her face flushed and her back arched. She was gasping breathily as she climbed off his finger and gave the next dare to Ellen. "Pull down your panties and put your pussy on his mouth."
Now Jason was almost sure this was just a wet dream, and he had never climbed out of bed at all. But then he felt the 13 year old's hands on his shoulders, gently pushing him onto his back on the sofa. He could smell her warmth as her panties slid down her calves and onto the floor. She straddled his head and lowered her bald vagina onto his face. He didn't feel the need for explanation, and began gently probing between her outer lips with his tongue.
Jason licked and slurped until Ellen began slowly circling her hips on his mouth. Then he pushed his tongue deeper into her, exposing as he did her tiny erect clitoris to the rough surface of his tongue. He felt her shudder as he sucked her clit between his lips and began teasing it directly over the tip with a few gentle flicks. She pushed down onto his face and her hands began fondling his limp penis. It once again stood at attention for her and for him. Just as he was about to lose his focus on Ellen's pudenda, he felt a moist warmth spreading over his face. He redoubled the efforts of his tongue, and she began gushing sweet honey right into his mouth. He had never tasted anything like it in his life. He continued lapping at her until she rose up, swung her leg over his head and slid down off the sofa.
"Mary," Ellen dared, "he has a hard on again. Pull off your panties and back your cunt toward him." Mary did as she was directed. Jason could see her pale bottom and her pink lips right there in front of his throbbing erection. "Touch his penis with your vagina," Ellen continued, and Mary backed against Jason's purple head until her tender pink skin touched it. "Now fuck him!" Ellen commanded, and before Jason fully realized what was happening, Mary pushed back against his erect penis, and it began to slide inside her. Once she felt the penetration was sufficient, Mary let her knees relax, and her weight thrust her backward until Jason felt his testicles slapping her buttocks. He was fucking his daughter's little 13 year old friend.
"Susie," Mary exclaimed, "your dad's fucking me, just like you said he would." Mary began wiggling her ass against Jason's crotch, then she started a slow, teasing humping motion. Jason reached forward and took one of her small breasts in each hand, gently rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Mary turned her face towards him and gave him a big smile. "You fuck good, Mr. Johnson. Better than any of the boys in our class." Then she slowly leaned forward, bracing herself on her palms on the basement carpet. As she did so, Jason felt his erection sliding out of her cunt, and completely into the view of all four little girls. "My minute is up," Mary said calmly. "Susie, I think your dad is ready to fuck you now."
Without any further daring or instruction, his 12 year old daughter stood in front of Jason and slowly pulled off her panties. She lay down on her sleeping bag atop the carpet and planted her feet flat on the floor, her knees spread wide apart. Jason was staring right into the opening of her vagina. With one hand, she spread her outer lips, and pushed on finger inside herself, showing her dad the bright pink lining of her cunt. "Fuck me, please, daddy," Susie begged. Jason didn't wait for a second invitation.
He got down on his hands and knees over her. As he leaned in to kiss her deeply, she wrapped her ankles behind his neck and lifted her bottom slightly off the floor. Her welcoming pussy lips brushed the head of his tumescent cock, and he reflexively thrust hard inside her. "Yes," Susie whispered hoarsely, "Fuck me hard, daddy!" Jason knew he wasn't dreaming as he felt his penis bumping against her cervix with each long, slow stroke. He began to quicken the pace as he sucked first her left nipple, then the right. He noticed her face flushing with arousal as he fucked her harder and harder, faster and faster. "Awesome fuck," he heard the three girls behind them whisper in unison. He had completely forgotten they were still in the house with him and Susie.
As Jason felt his daughter's legs tightening around his neck, and her cunt walls tightening around his cock, he exploded into the bright sparks of his own, his third, orgasm. Hot semen spurted out of his penis, and Susie felt the warm wetness against her cervix as her dad pushed all the way into her and held her tight against his hips. Both of them could feel the pulsations of his penis inside her as more and more of the sticky jism was pumped as deep into her as it would go. "Oh, god, yes, cum inside my cunt," Susie whispered into his ear as he let his weight down gently onto her little body. "I told the girls you would do it for me, for us." Jason slowly rolled the two of them over. He lay on his back on the carpet, spent, with his little 12 year old girl on top of him, her breasts against his chest, his penis still inside her vagina.
He noticed the glow of his wristwatch: 5:30 a.m. "Time for sleep now, girls," he said quietly. Susie rolled off his body and the girls pulled on their panties. Jason retrieved his pajamas and pulled them up. He went back upstairs and crawled into the bed, where his wife continued snoring peacefully.
At 7:30 Jason woke, showered, and went downstairs to make bacon, eggs and French toast for the girls. The four of them were sitting with Jason at the kitchen island, in their jeans and tank tops, sopping up the last of the maple syrup as Julie came downstairs. Susie said goodbye to the other girls as they climbed into Julie's van for the ride home. "You give a great party, Susie," they giggled in unison as Julie pulled out of the driveway. "You too, Mr. Johnson." He just smiled and waved, wondering if they would ever visit another time.