Chapter 3 – The Sleepover Turns Into a Swap

After eating, I got up to head home. My daughter suggested that Sally go home with me for the night, and she'd stay there with Greg, and then we could all get back together for breakfast in the morning. That sounded great to all of us, so Sally and I headed across the street to my house. As we were walking, I asked her what movie they had been watching when I had shown up and interrupted them. She said that it was a video called Daughter Swap about two fathers that swapped daughters. I said, "That sounds like it would be a perfect movie for us all to watch together tomorrow." She smiled and grabbed my hand and pulled me down for a kiss and told me that she couldn't wait. We quickened our pace to cross the last bit of distance to my house, so that we could kiss more without any nosy neighbors seeing us.

As I opened the front door to my house, I told Sally to make herself comfortable. Upon entering, she stripped off her clothes before the door had fully closed. I told her that it was going to take me some time to recharge before we had any more fun together, and she said “You told me to get comfortable, and I’m most comfortable when I’m naked. Mom and dad were always naked, and they’ve always allowed me to be naked at home too, unless someone is visiting. After mom left, dad and I still go around the house naked. Over Christmas break, when Jenn was at my house for a sleepover, she caught my dad naked in the kitchen. He forgot to get dressed before going to make his morning coffee. He was embarrassed and quickly covered up and went back to his room to put a t-shirt and shorts on, but she couldn’t stop talking to me about how handsome he was and how she wanted to touch his body. That’s what got me thinking about him that way.”

I asked her how long her and her father have been having sex. “I flirted with him for weeks. Making a habit of bending over in front of him to pick things up and pausing longer than I needed to while bent over, brushing up against him in the hallway even though there was plenty of room to get around him without doing it, not so accidently forgetting to lock my bedroom door and letting him catch me playing with myself,” she said. “A couple of months ago, I finally got him to touch me by telling him that I had felt something weird in my boob, and asked him to see if he could feel it. There wasn’t really anything, but he spent a lot of time trying to find it, and it felt magical. Then he asked if maybe it was the other boob, and I said maybe, so that we both had and an excuse for him to give the other one the same treatment. For the next several days, he asked me if I needed him to check them again, and I always told him that it was better to be safe than sorry.”

By this point, I was down to my boxers and sitting in my recliner, with Sally on my lap, as she continued her story. “Every night before bed he examined my boobs, and each time he was a little less clinical and more bold, rubbing my nipples, then tweaking them, then pulling on them. And every time, his cock was fully erect by the time he was done, and he’d go to his room and lock the door for some time after I’d hear my mom making the nastiest sounds ever. Then one night he leaned in and put his mouth over one of them. That was my first time cumming from someone else touching me, and I started understanding why mom would make those sounds when dad would go into their bedroom and lock the door.”

I reached up and started lightly playing with her small cone shaped breast as she was telling me her story, replaying the events as she described them to me. “About a week after that, while he was playing with my boobs and sucking my nipples, I asked him why his cock always got hard when he was examining me. Even though we were always naked, he didn’t often get hard around me, and it was usually when him and mom would be snuggled up watching movies after they thought I was asleep. I already knew why he was hard, but I wanted him to tell me. He said that examining me made him excited, but it wasn’t anything that I should worry about because he knew how to deal with it when the exam was done. I asked him how he deals with it, and he said that it wasn’t anything I needed to know about, but I said I really wanted to know. I asked him if it was something I could help with, and he turned a bit red. I thought I’d made him mad, but he told me later that he was blushing at the thought of my helping him.”

“After a pause, he said that it was something that mom helped him with, so he wouldn’t need my help. I told him that I could help him just as much as mom could, even though I didn’t really know what it was that she was doing to help him. I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his stiff cock, and his eyes got big and he gasped and made an almost silent squeak sound. And that was the first time I ever saw him cum, right there kneeling in front of me, with my boobs in his hands, and splashing cum all over my legs. His hot cum hitting me and his hands involuntarily gripping my boobs hard as he was cumming had set me off too. When I came to my senses, my juices were running down my legs, mixing with his cum, and he was saying that he was sorry over and over.”

“I asked him why he was sorry, and that it felt wonderful to me, and that I could help him again any time he wanted. He pulled me into a hug, and I could feel his cock was still hard and poking between my legs that were covered in his cum and my pussy juice. As he hugged me, his cock rubbing between my wet and slick legs must have felt good, because he started moving his lower body back and forth while still hugging me tightly. He started hugging me so tightly that I could hardly breath, so I pushed on his shoulders and told him to stop. He let me go and started saying that he was sorry again. He looked like a puppy that had been scolded. I told him that I wasn’t mad at him, and I didn’t want him to stop touching me, but I just couldn’t breathe with him holding me so tight.”

By this time, my cock was rock hard, and my right hand had migrated down her stomach to cup her pussy mound. As she told me the next part, she leaned forward, reached down between us, pulled my stiff cock out from the front of my boxers, then sat back down with my cock sticking up between her legs, still in her hand. “I reached down and put my hand around his cock again, and it jumped in my hand. It felt so weird. It was hard, but also soft, and wet and slick. It was so slick that I felt my hand move back and forth over it, and I realized that dad was moving his hips up and down so that his cock slid back and forth in my hand. I started moving my hand on it, and dad stopped moving his hips and smiled at me, so I knew I was doing something right. I switched hands, and brought my wet had up to my nose to sniff it. Dad took my wet hand and brought it to his mouth and sucked each of my fingers into his mouth one at a time, cleaning our juices off of each of them. He looked like he really enjoyed the taste. I switched hands again, rubbing a thick drop of clear liquid off the tip of his cock as I slid my hand up the length of his cock and off the end, then brought that hand up to my mouth to see what he had tasted.” She then lifted her hand from my cock, with so much of my pre-cum coating her fingers that it looked like she had webbed fingers, and brought it to her mouth, and sucked my liquid off her fingers.

“Yours tastes sweeter than daddy’s,” she said. I told her that I had noticed that too, when I had licked her pussy clean earlier, but I liked the taste of her dad’s too. She said that she would always like his more because it’s her dad’s. I ran the middle finger of my hand that was cupping her pussy up through her slit, then brought it to my mouth. I told her that she tasted sweet too, but I will always love the taste of my daughter’s pussy the most because she’s my daughter. I asked her if her and her dad have been having actual sex for very long. She said that it happened the night after she first saw him cum.

“After we had tasted each other, dad said he needed to take a shower and get to bed before mom missed him. The next morning I didn’t see mom before going to school, and dad said that she wasn’t feeling well. When I got home from school, dad said that mom had packed her things and had left. I was crying and asked him why, and he said that the night before he was so tired that he ended up just going to bed and falling asleep without taking a shower, and this morning mom had woke him up by licking his dick and had tasted another woman on him and accused him of cheating and had left. He said that he didn’t think that she knew it was me that she was tasting, because if she did she would’ve probably reacted worse.”

“I was really upset the rest of the evening, and didn’t really feel like eating dinner, so I went to bed and cried myself to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the night, I woke up, and I was feeling lonely, and thought that dad was probably feeling the same way, so I went into his room and crawled into bed with him and fell back asleep. The next thing I knew, I woke up and dad was laying behind me with his arm draped over me, and I could fell his hard cock rubbing along my butt crack. He was moaning, but still asleep. His hand wondered down to my bare pussy – remember, we didn’t wear clothes around the house, or to bed. When his finger found my clit, I jumped so hard back that I woke him up. At first he thought I was mom, and had come back to him. When he realized that his hand was on a slick bare 12-year-old pussy, he clutched his whole hand over it and pulled me back against his hard cock over and over, thrusting his pre-cum slick cock up between my butt cheeks while grinding the palm of his hand into my clit. It was so hot and forceful that I couldn’t have stopped myself from cumming if I had wanted to – and stopping myself from cumming was the last thing on my mind, feeling my dad’s arm around me, his cock sliding against my butt, and his hand on my pussy making me squeal. When I started crying out through my cum, dad stopped his movement, and once I quieted back down he moved his hips backward until his cock slid down and pointed between my legs. He pushed forward, but I didn’t understand what he was trying to do until he took his hand off my pussy and lifted my leg up so that his cock could slide in between them.”

While she was telling me all of this, she had been casually stroking my cock, and occasionally licking her hands clean of my pre-cum, and I had been playing with her nipples as I fingered her pussy. Then, she lifted herself up some and pushed my cock back some, and began to lower herself so that my pole was at her opening, as she said “And, then, before I realized what was happening, he lined his hard cock up with my pussy, and started pushing the head against my opening. At first it wouldn’t fit, but he finally pushed hard enough that the head popped inside.” With that, she lowered herself enough so that the head of my cock entered her. “I had put things in there before, when I played with myself, to see how it felt, but nothing I’d tried had been that big or felt that good. I was being stretched so much that it almost hurt, but in a good way. He started rubbing my clit as he pushed a little more inside.” So, I started rubbing her clit as she lowered herself further down onto my cock. “I had heard of it being painful the first time a girl has sex, but I must have already broke my hymen with my toys because he kept pushing deeper and deeper and there was no pain, only more pleasure. He finally got as much in as he could fit, then started slowly moving it in and out.” By this time she had started a rhythm of moving up and down on me, taking me deep, then up until only the head of my cock was still inside her, before starting back down again. It was slow, and tight, and felt amazing as her inner wall massaged along the length of my cock. “He started picking up speed, as he rubbed my clit harder and faster, and soon he was grunting and I was making sounds that were a lot like what I used to hear my mom make when he would go to their room after being with me.” She had picked up speed bouncing on my cock, and I had started rubbing her clit faster, and she had started to squeak and squeal while telling me about the first time with her father. “And, finally, with one hard thrust, he drove himself into me so hard that even the part of his cock that didn’t fit before went inside. He bit into my shoulder, and between the feel of his hot cum flooding my insides and the pain of his bite, I screamed at the top of my lungs while I came like I never thought possible.” And then she slammed herself down onto my cock, and I could swear that I felt myself enter the tight ring of her cervix, and I started cumming. To play along with her story, I lightly bit her bare shoulder as my cum gushed into her womb, and she did indeed scream with an orgasm so animalistic that her pussy gripped down on my cock so hard that I thought she was going to break it off.

At that point, we were both exhausted and drained, so I carried her to my bed. She cuddled up to my arm and put her leg over my stomach. She lightly played with my spent dick with her toes as we drifted off to sleep.

    

The Sleepover - Chapter 03 – The Sleepover Turns Into a Swap