Chapter 5

We told our girls about the pajama party. As predicted, they both bitched about it, saying it was a stupid idea. But they grudgingly agreed to do it. Maybe there was a part of them that knew they should get to know each other. Hard to get into anyone’s head let alone these two.

Saturday arrived. Laney kept her distance all day. She stayed in her room. I knocked on her door. She mumbled something that I assumed was permission to come in. I stood at the entry. She was carefully painting her toenails a deep red. She’d already done her fingernails. I could smell the fumes.

Even though it was just a pajama party, Laney had to look hot--hotter than Shannon. Was that to impress me or Lexi? Maybe. But I think Shannon. Yeah. It had to be for Shannon, her competition. A girl thing.

I was a little confused. Weren’t they enemies? They didn’t like each other. At least she was putting some effort in this. She looked sexy there on the bed, dressed in a white t-shirt and a tight, pink thong. Normally I would have fucked her. That’s how we were then and now--slaves to our base desires for each other. We leaned into our primal, taboo desires. This time, however, I wanted to save my sperm for later.

Later on, I heard a buzzing sound coming from her room. She was masturbating with her vibrator. (A girl’s best friend.) I actually bought it for her on her 18th birthday. She and I looked online at the Adam and Eve website, and she picked this one with the clit stimulator. Up to that point she was using crude things, like cucumbers and candles, and a battery powered toothbrush--the “poor girls” vibrator.

The sound I heard was frantic, sometimes muffled and then louder, as she worked it in and out of her hungry pussy. I pressed my ear to her door. I’d done that for years. When she had a girlfriend over, I was often rewarded with their moans and cries from their orgasms. I was a voyeur and it usually paid off.

I wondered if this PJ party turned Laney on as it did me. Maybe she had fantasies like I did. I admit I imagined naughty scenarios with her and Shannon getting physical. I imagined them trash talking each other, and that turning into a catfight and then forced sex by the victor. Very standard issue male fantasy material. Everything with me has a sexual angle to it. And because of that, I’ve been rewarded many times for reacting to or creating sexual situations-- living out my fantasies.

Lexi and I texted all day, remarking on what our girls were doing. She told me that Shannon was also in a preparation mode. She’d taken a long, masturbation shower. Lexi heard her moaning. Like me, she was an “ear presser”--a voyeur. For all my complaints about Lexi, regarding Shannon, we had a lot in common. She explored “the taboo” as I did.

Had I been able to peek, I’d see the handheld showerhead pressed against Shannon’s clitoris--pulsating jets of warm water bringing her to orgasm. Girls learn to masturbate in the shower, don’t they? It’s the perfect, private place to explore their naked bodies. (Do you think shower head manufactures know their devices are used for female masturbation?)

When I’ve showered with Laney, she was quite familiar with working the water jets against her clitoris. I asked her about it. She said the first time she showered and used the showerhead on her pussy, it started to stimulate her clitoris. It felt so good that she kept aiming it there until she had a strong orgasm!

My ex-wife told me that she first masturbated that way in the shower. And that she was certain a lot of little girls learned to masturbate that way. I understood why women tend to take a long time in the shower!

I masturbated in the shower quite a bit as a teen. It was a way to squirt my cum in the air, and not make a mess of it or leave evidence for my poor mom to find. She “caught” me many times, but that’s another story (Read “Me and Mom”).

I planned on taking Viagra just before the party. My cock would need to function at full capacity. This might become an orgy. My prescription came in handy for such occasions that might require fucking literally for hours. I wanted to be prepared.

With Laney, Viagra-fueled fuck sessions could literally go three or four hours. I remember one night I fucked her asshole and pussy relentlessly. That wasn’t too long ago, actually. She really got off on hours of big, hard cock. She cums hard when I fuck her like that. Without the “little blue pill”, I can go a solid hour of straight fucking until I orgasm. Depends on the female, my mood, and situation. Daddy-Daughter sex was immensely satisfying for both of us.

(One guy I used to pen pal with told me the age of the girl dictated how long he’d last. The younger the girl, the quicker he’d orgasm. Tightness of young pussy had something to do with it. He lasted longer with older women.)

For me, similar. After all the sex I had with Laney, she was still tight. A Viagra boost helped me become the hard-cocked Superman she needed.

The girls came over about 7:30. Shannon wore a blue micro-mini skirt. She had a pink, braless crop top on. Her nipples were hard as they pressed against the material. No mystery why. She was horny.

Lexi wore a white blouse, buttoned half-way, showing a black bra and ample cleavage! They had their pajamas in their bags.

Laney came out of her room in a teddy! (OMG!) I got it for her a few weeks before. When she was twelve, and not long after she moved in with me, we went lingerie shopping, getting pushup bras, thongs, garter belts, garters and stockings. She’d model them for me for a private photo session.

I befriended another dad, who I met online. He lived in the area. He also had a daughter near Laney’s age, and they’d had sex. I invited him over to watch Laney model her new lingerie. We exchanged our daughter’s panties and made plans to exchange our daughters, physically--for time alone with them.

I’ll have to tell you about him sometime. It was rare to be able to talk openly with another dad about our special relationships with our daughters. It was hot for me to see him practically drooling at the sight of Laney in sexy lingerie, without panties on!

Lexi and Shannon looked Laney over. I could read lust, rage, envy and jealousy on their faces. To break their gaze, I greeted them with extra affection. I hugged Lexi and moved my hands over her butt. I pressed against her body. No doubt she could feel my erection stabbing her groin. I did the same with Shannon. She assertively French kissed me. I liked that, but I also knew she was doing that to make sure Laney saw it.

That kickstarted the rest of the evening--causing a competition between Shannon and Laney for my attention. They didn’t like each other and didn’t want to like each other--because of their feelings about me. They were on the verge of a catfight at any moment!

I was Laney’s man as much as I was Shannon’s or Lexi’s. What man wouldn’t love the attention he got from these three? But sharing me, wasn’t easy for Shannon or Laney. This was testing them.

Lexi was quite aware of the competition. She purposely fueled the fire by things she said or did. She was on her daughter’s side, naturally. I don’t think Shannon loved the idea of her mom fucking me. They were blood, so, Laney was the intruder here. I soon realized Lexi had her sights on Laney.

Lexi let Shannon to drink a little, to get loose. Laney drank, too. I knew she was responsible and wouldn’t get drunk, but I wasn’t sure about Shannon--being sixteen.

Shannon, sat on the couch and was the first to open her legs to me and whomever was looking. She wore no panties! Her pussy was pink and smooth. I saw “that look” in her eyes--pure animal lust. The way she passionately kissed me earlier told me everything I needed to know.

Laney had a tiny, tight red thong on under her sheer teddy. (No complaints from me!) I’d have a pussy-soaked memento after the party to smell and jerk off into.

Things got loose. I was on the couch, making out with Lexi, and at this point she was topless. I sucked on her warm nipples as Shannon pulled out my cock while kneeling on the floor in front of me. She licked and sucked my cock into a throbbing pre-cum drool. Mother and daughter!! I could get used to this situation! And Lexi knew that. That was her plan.

Laney looked perturbed--yet aroused. She roughly fingered her pussy, having pushed aside the bottom of her teddy and thong. She finger-fucked her wet hole using her index and middle fingers. I loved seeing her do that. I know she was jealous yet liked what she was seeing.

I was deeply involved with Lexi and Shannon when I heard Laney cry out in orgasm. I was surprised how vocal she was in front of them. She wanted them to see and hear how aroused she was--that she got off watching her daddy get his dick sucked by Shannon while he kissed and sucked Lexi’s nipples.

As the evening progressed my “writers mind” was in full awareness. I was mentally recording everything I saw, did, and felt. I doubt any of them saw it like I did. They were so deep in their games and female shit.

Watching Shannon work my cock while Lexi and Laney watched was too much for me. I shot my sperm deep into her teen throat. It was a powerful cum as my first one always is, but stronger because of the situation. I felt drained completely pumping five or six thick shots into her mouth. She struggled to swallow without choking, pulled off my cock and went into a coughing jag. Poor kid. As she regained her composure. Saliva and traces of sperm drooled off her pouty lips. (Nice.)

Lexi spoke up, “That was supposed to be for me!” she joked. I was the only one who laughed.

And then Laney shot back, “Maybe it was for me!”

This was a bold thing to say, admitting we had something going on. The other two didn’t seem to be overly shocked to hear her say that. We were all in a heightened sexual state, a fever, so anything that was said were just blurry words. We were all too horny to take anything seriously other than our desire to orgasm.

In no time I recovered my erection--thanks to the Viagra. We moved into my bedroom. Lexi got a good fucking from me next. Tonight, she wanted to be the first pussy that got my cock. (She told me this later)

“It’s so fucking BIG! Fuck me with THAT harder, HARDER!” She was making sure the other two were jealous. It aroused me and I did fuck her harder! I wanted to make a sex show of it. I wanted Laney and Shannon to ache for my cock. (What an ego, right?)

I fucked her deep and violently, the way we both liked. The girls were only inches from us. I could hear their rapid breathing. I was focused on giving Lexi the attention she deserved. It must’ve been hard competing with younger women. Her body wasn’t as tight, and firm as theirs. She made up for that by being extra nasty and sexual with me. She was on fire! She had multiple orgasms during our fuck.

I shot my load into her hungry pussy. Now she had something of me inside her. And she made sure I came hard. She fingered my asshole right before I came--something I liked--and it made me cum so much harder.

Laney wanted me to fuck her next. She took control. This was our “coming out”, to show them what we’ve been concealing for years now--our sexual relationship. She was nude. Her body looked exquisite. We made out, thrashing our tongues like two sex-starved teenagers. I heard Shannon say under her breath, “I knew it! I fuckin’ knew it!”