Daughters Friends Vs Horny Dad Pt 02

A fictional story with fictional characters that are 18 or older. It involves an absentee mother and an open-minded father and daughter in a close relationship. It fits, yet pushes the limits of what I consider the taboo part of this category. It is self-proofed and edited with software, so there will be some mistakes. If you can't handle that, I suggest you stop and go to a story by another author. I do hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

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I was relaxing by the pool but was also feeling a little depressed from the last conversation I had with my daughter. Shelly and her friend were unsure if they could make it home for Christmas, as they thought they might get a chance to go to the Virgin Islands with April's parents. I was disappointed but would not want them to miss that chance if it came about, the aqua-blue water of the Caribbean is such a draw. There would just be so much more they could do there than with dear old dad at home.

I missed them both so much, I have always missed Shel when she is gone, this is my first time missing her best friend since she and I have become lovers. Making love to my daughter's friend April was probably a mistake, but at least I had that to think about when alone. How many 40-somethings have a lover half their age to miss?

I was alone on a warm day and was stretched out naked on my favorite lounger at the pool. It is my favorite spot in the pool area, and I could not help but think about my young lover's body. She gives me the adulation that it seems like only someone of her age can give you. Shel is the only other person in my life that gives me that much love. She would like to give me even more, but as far as I am concerned, she is my daughter and off-limits sexually.

I was lying there naked thinking of April. The new nude lifestyle my daughter and her friends introduced to me sure seemed to increase my libido, and caused me to get well into one of many self-abuse sessions. I was rock-hard, and well into it when I realized I was not alone.

I felt two soft familiar hands on my shoulders. It would not be the first time one of my daughter's friends has shown up, unannounced. So despite my curiosity of whom, and why she was there, I continued to jerk off until I confirmed who it was. April's touch was so familiar, and I was happy to confirm my hunch, it was my sweet young, I guess I can call her my girlfriend. I looked up to see her shush me with her finger to her lips. She was clothed, but she took care of that quickly, the 19-year-old stood at the foot of the lounger and did a sexy strip for me, and joined me naked. It hadn't been all that long since I had been with her, I guess. But it was long enough to make me feel like it was the first time I saw her young nude body.

I could never figure out why she picked me, more than twice her age to be a regular lover. My daughter told me it was because I was not in it for the score like most guys in their age bracket. That watching me making love to her makes her disappointed that she and I can't do the same. She said all her friends like me because I don't try to act like a peer, but I don't act like a nagging parent either. I do respect them, and try to give them boundaries at my place that fit their ages, but they have become good at knowing what buttons to push to make me forget them.

I was having one of those boundary-pushing moments as I looked at April. There she was, her flawless young body, her perky breasts, tight belly with a silver locket with a white pearl hanging from her button, and that wonderful young pussy of hers with its matching clit hood piercing. My hard cock was not just hard, but throbbing in anticipation of having her soon. I had to keep my hands clear of my penis, or there would have been cum shooting from it.

What a surprise and that was not all of it. Once she saw how stiff I was, she crawled up on my cock, leaned over her breasts hitting my chest, and kissed me as she let her wet pussy lips engage the tip of my penis. She didn't let me in right then, like the tease she can be she just let her labia and opening rub my knob teasing me. Once I could not take it anymore, I grabbed her by her tiny waist, and pulled down on her enough to apply enough pressure to cause my cock to breach her opening. Then she took control and was riding me.

I loved it, but I was so curious as to what happened to the Christmas plans, and where was my daughter? But I was in such a place of bliss, I brushed off that thought as I remembered she had told me the trip was tentative. I just enjoyed the feel of her sweet young pussy engulfing my cock, and her lovely young breasts bouncing in front of me. What horny man of any age could pass up a chance like I was given.

The best part was that she only wanted me for sex and as a unique kind of companion. A much younger woman who wants no commitment or money, nor does she make any commitments to me. I am glad she fucks young men her age as well, it takes some of my guilt away. She does sometimes compete with my daughter, as far as wanting me as a daddy figure. Then the second part of the surprise came to fruition. I felt another pair of delicate little hands on my shoulders, I knew it was my precious daughter Shel who has me (wrapped around her little finger) at times. Then she leaned over, already stripped of her clothes putting her bare breasts in my face, yes, the sweet little girl was nude, and smiling at me.

I can understand that she did not want to be left out, but she just had to understand there were limits for us, and I have had to stop her when she pushes them. I was fucking her friend, and not only did she want to watch, she got naked, and wanted to participate in the event. I hoped she did not think I would possibly allow her to join for a threesome. She should have just given me a kiss on the forehead clothed, and then given us privacy. But I guess it was partly my fault, jerking off, and then letting April climb on as she watched. I should have known that Shelly would be with her, she may have watched the whole thing, but she is like her shadow.

Now it was me, my daughter, and April at the pool, and all of us naked. My daughter was engaging me nude, as I fucked her best friend. It was not the first time she had witnessed something like that. But the first time was not near like this, it was actually kind of cute the way it happened, and less invasive. The first night her best friend and I slept together, she found out and brought us breakfast while partly covered by only a sheer apron.

She walked in on us in that attire that did little to hide the private parts of her hot body. I could not ignore the sexy pose she made at the door as she delivered the tray while telling me she watched a little of our lovemaking the night before. Her definition of a little does not always agree with mine, it's likely she saw her dad's cock penetrating her friend from her vantage point near the bottom of the bed. I guess there is an exhibitionist side of me that as a male, was a little proud anyone saw me having sex with a girl of April's age.

This time I was missing her so much I was unable to lay down the law and tell her to just plain leave like I did the first time. She was kissing me like any daughter would to show they missed you. The fact that she was nude, with her firm young breasts hanging over my face did add a whole other feeling to the event. I was then, and have in the past had feelings unlike that of a father I was trying to subdue. She was leaning over me right in front of her friend. I could feel part of her right hand against the base of my penis, as her breasts pressed against my chest. All while April's pussy was pressing against the top of the same hand on her down strokes.

How could I not be under the control of both of them, from feeling my daughters hard nipples against me as drove my cock up into her friend as she rode me? A short kiss from a daughter is a normal, or proper way for a father and daughter to greet each other after an absence. Shel avoided my mouth, but yet stayed pressed against me longer than needed as she peppered me with wet kisses all over my face. All this action while nude with both of them made it hard not to call this a threesome.

I have to take some blame for continuing to pound her friend's tight young cunt during this action. My daughter's pressing against me as I was fucking, electrified my body from my head to my toes. I confess as I was fucking April, I was wishing I had access to suck on Shel's firm breasts at the same time. I should have stopped it right there, but I was almost as out of control as they were.

My Shel's face was aglow, I could tell she was overjoyed just to see me. Watching her friend and father receiving such pleasure from each other as we fucked had to contribute to her joy as well. It certainly did not turn her off, considering how hard her nipples were. I thought at the time if she could get away with it, she would have joined us making love in some way. I did my best to discourage my daughter with my standard look of disgust I often used on her, even when I was feeling the same as her.

She left our side, but only to move over to a lounger not far from us that was pointed in my direction. She laid on her back with her legs spread giving me a view a perverted father might imagine, but should never actually have of his adult college-age daughter's bald pussy. I should have stopped all that, got dressed, and lectured her. But maybe I did not want to ruin the inescapable eroticism of the whole event for all of us. How could I not at least watch peripherally as she spread her dripping wet pussy lips exposing her opening right there in front of me, and then enter it, and fucked herself with her fingers.

It is not fair, the two of them could enjoy it without guilt, but they are not parents. I would have to talk to her later I thought at the time, her masturbating in front of her dad as he fucked her friend? That is something I only thought existed in fiction, like a staged porn clip, or a Literotica story that was written while the author masturbated.

That last summer sure did change her, and I's relationship, one that had been appropriate until she became of college-age. She is a big girl now, legal to make decisions about her body. But showing it to me in such a raw manor was not respecting the father-daughter relationship I have fought to maintain. Her walking around the house, or swimming naked I gave in to, and I accepted it as OK. I justified it as her and her friends exploring the naturism lifestyle. The problem was that their behavior has escalated so far beyond that. Naturism is a lifestyle, what these girls were doing grew to much more than just nudity. This episode of masturbating openly in front of me as she watched me fucking her friend was an example of what it has become.

I could not tell if Shelly was being a brat doing this on purpose, or if she just turned herself on so much she could not stop herself like, I could not stop fucking April in front of her. She was not done, as she then pulled her fingers that looked to be dripping wet out of her pussy and was seductively licking them off. Now that was just over the top regardless. She just plain pulled out the stops to tease both her friend and her dad as they fucked.

She left her spot then, first giving her best friend a taste of her pussy via her fingers, then using them to rub her BFF's clit as we fucked. At this point how could things get more out of hand?

How about her besty cumming hard, but not stopping, instead she chose to ride me even harder as Shel kept up her fingerwork.

I finally got through to her with one of my looks. I thought she was leaving the scene then, but Instead, she got busy behind her. She had seen April's larger breasts flopping up and down so hard she was worried they were going to hurt later. Breasts are durable, and hers were both big and firm, and she was still going wild on me. So I did not object as Shel held them for her as she continued to ride me. Then I lost my vision of her, I thought she was still behind April, but I had been too busy to keep track of her. That is when the most shocking thing happened.

I was back to feeling nothing but ecstasy, having it be just April and I, and my cock buried in April's pussy. I was focused on my cock going in and out of April's young pussy, when I felt a hand on my balls. This was all while April was holding herself in place with her hands as she continued riding me. It was overload for me, fucking April as Shel's hand was on my balls, and on purpose.

If she was trying to both piss me off and pull her dad's trigger to make him cum, it worked. Until then, I did not think I was anywhere close, but I can not deny that my daughter's handling of my balls did not excite me. When she replaced her hand with what had to be her wet tongue, it sent an electrical charge through me that triggered an explosive cumshot. Most of it went inside April's cunt, but after she lifted and sat on my abdomen, I realized my daughter had dipped her her fingers in a puddle she left when she withdrew. The made sure we saw her take the ropes hanging on her fingers, then put them in her mouth. Both erotic and disgusting at the same time.

Again I didn't tear into her right then. I was in a combined state of bliss, anger, and joy having my girls back, and could not get myself to and ruin their homecoming. I was still coming down from the pleasure of it all, and glad to have her home. Our come to Jesus talk would have to be later and alone.

I still wanted my hug, and a hello I love you, along with, a dad type kiss this time. April dismounted me, and Shel climbed on my groin to give me that type of greeting while still nude, with her wonderful breast pressed against my bare chest, and her butt crack pressing against my cum coated flaccid cock. I told her I loved her and was so glad to see her, but she was a bad girl, a very bad girl. I told her I should turn her over and spank her bare butt but was afraid she would just get pleasure out of it, and I knew I would too.

She demanded one and rolled over. Now I was looking at her round bare girl butt she had ready for me. She pleaded, "Please spank your daughter's big round butt, Daddy. I know you like big butts, don't treat mine any differently. You're right, your little girl has been bad, real bad, spank her hard Daddy."

Well, I should not have given in, but her round teen butt was just so perfect, without blemishes, and the aroma of her juices released during her masturbation took control of me. I did spank her but not that hard. I was caught up in the moment of seeing, and then feeling her ass on my hand. I realized when I felt my dick get hard that what I was doing had become more sexual. When I felt my hard cock push up against her belly it was time to stop. I helped her up and in the process her wet crotch ended up on my thigh, and she knew I felt it.

"Sorry I was bad, and that it caused me to get so wet Daddy, but I love you not just as my dad, but in every other way too. I will never quit until I convince you it would be OK for us to be closer physically. My love for you is so deep it can't be expressed by just a typical father-daughter relationship."

That was such a crazy statement for a daughter to make. I was also one that had me turned on again, as she started to grind her crack against my erection.

I told her, "Stop, and Now, it's time to get off your dad you oversexed brat, you know your vagina is encroaching on my penis's private space you little minx. It is a good thing I love you so much, and I am willing to put up with your teasing, but I don't intend on ever giving in."

Shel did not argue she is not a dummy she knew I reached my limit, but inadvertently pushed the envelope again. She stood up to dismount both me and the lounger, and that put her bald pussy right in front of my face as she did. It was only for a moment, but long enough for me to get an even stronger whiff of the sweet smell of it, it was just one of many difficult moments for me with my grown up little girl.

I just couldn't forgive myself for letting her do these things, but I missed her. It was the fact that I liked it so much that made me feel so guilty.

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Sometimes when we seem to have such a sexual draw to each other, I find it hard to deal with the secret I have been keeping from her. I guess I have been trying to keep it from myself as well. Now that she is grown, it is hard to not use it as an excuse when she has me turned on. I guess I want to justify why I can even feel that way about my child. It's likely the fact that she is not my biological daughter. She is my legal daughter as my name is on her birth certificate as the father. She is my stepdaughter I guess, but I was convinced I was her dad before she was born, and believed it for years. Even when I put it together that she wasn't I tried to deny it to myself.

My wife delivered Shel in 8 months, and Shel was not a bit premature, in fact, the MD that delivered her told my wife, "I bet you are surprised she decided to exit A little early, but time of conception is not an exact science, as you seem to have a beautifully developed little girl."

It took me years to realize this meant one of two things, the original MD.'s estimate of the time of conception was off, or she had lied to me about that and other things. I did not know how to deal with the fact that my wife likely was already pregnant when I met her. I was told early in our relationship by her that she thought she was pregnant. Then I married her after she was well into it. I was both gullible, and old-fashioned in my thinking back then, and both hers and my parents were pushing us to get married as well.

She told me I had to be the father, so I was sure I got her pregnant then and was going to do the right thing. My wife is good at making up excuses to cover her lies.

"I forgot to refill my prescription, but I am so taken with you, so I took a chance. I had got away with it before, and always got away with missing a day or so."

Shel was 9, when I found out my wife was running around on me, before I even thought about looking into the possibility I was lied to. My wife seemed to be on constant business trips, and it should have been obvious, she was running around during them. She never came home horny. One of her friends broke it to me in two parts. First that she was running around.

Her friend gave me part two when she thought I was ready. She told me I was not the only one she had been dating at the time, and that she rarely slept alone. Like most people, I shut her friend out at first, they say the messenger always gets the first bullet. I made things right with her friend later when I found out she was right, she and I made up carnally. She, too, was going through a tough time with her relationship by then, we comforted each other in a motel room for a night. She was my first cheat, and I was hers. I should have taken things further with her, she would have made a good wife and stepmother, but I was afraid modern DNA testing would cause me to lose custody in a divorce if things got ugly.

I just had to know if my wife lied to me. We were already bonded as a traditional father-daughter. I wish I would have left things be. What I found out may be partly why I have the thoughts I do.

I never submitted a sample for DNA testing, I was still not sure if I wanted to know. So I did some checking online using our blood types and confirmed it with an MD friend of mine. Shel is group A, and my wife and I are type O. He told me Shel and I's blood types made her being mine impossible. Adding that to what I already knew made it something I had to bury deep in my subconscious, and proceed to treat her the same. I would have anyway, I loved her as my little girl. If she does not find out on her own, I plan on taking that information to my grave. I felt like my wife would not stoop low enough to tell her she was uncertain. She probably did not know for sure who was. I thought about DNA after it became a common thing to find out your lineage, but it would have put her DNA in the database as well. Maybe I am wrong, but I could not bare sharing her with another dad.