Chapter 1: The Sweetest Sixteen Party

This party was bound to have an unusual ending. But knowing my wife and my daughter, I should have realized it from the start.

For my daughter’s sixteenth birthday, she wanted to have a pool party followed by a sleepover with her two best girlfriends. No big thing, right? Jessie promised that the girls would behave. And we’d had them over many times in the past, with no issues. Now that the summer was here, the swimming pool in our back yard was filled again and quite popular with our guests. When we bought the house, there was an eight-foot privacy fence around the back yard, so we could do whatever we liked there.

But my wife Lori had always been around before. Now she was in France, two months into a three-month combined research and teaching fellowship to get that PhD she’d been wanting for the past ten years. I wasn’t used to that long of a dry spell for sex. Wanking every morning and every night wasn’t doing it for me. My libido was always running high, and Lori’s absence made it worse.

And now there were these three young girls parading around in their swimsuits, right on the cusp of womanhood. For the first time, I was struck by how their gangly girlish forms were shaping into feminine curves. I saw Trina in the pale metallic blue one-piece she wore in her swimming competitions, cut so high on her hips that her leg seemed to go halfway up to her armpit. She had no bust to speak of, just some gentle swellings where her tits would be. The fabric was stretchy enough to reveal a dimple at her belly-button, the hint of stiff nipples and just a trace of a camel-toe. Her blonde hair was cut short, almost like a boy’s ... easier to stuff into a swim cap, although she wasn’t wearing one now. She had the legs and shoulders and butt of a girl who swam a lot and had the muscles to show for it. I saw her brown eyes regarding me with interest, her gaze lingering on my swim trunks.

And Dana! The bottom of Dana’s bikini was cut low enough to display a lot of her deeply tanned skin, almost down to where her pubic hair should have started. The stiff cups of her top supported her tits well, completely concealing the nipples but leaving enough cleavage to display the valley of her nearly mature breasts. Her long dark hair was tied back in a pony tail, exposing a neck that was just ripe for kissing. And her smile would light up a room. I didn’t know her parents well, but I knew that her mother was Polynesian. I figured that was where Dana’s dark skin was from. But put a lei around Dana’s neck, and you’d have the perfect travel poster for Hawai’i.

And, finally, Jessie herself. Almost a carbon copy of what her mom looked like when we’d met eighteen years ago. Same blue eyes and blonde hair. Same size tits, now in a bikini that I swear was two sizes too small. It covered nothing in the way of a bottom but a strip of fabric covering her pubes, supported by a string that went around her waist. A similarly cut top, mostly string with just enough fabric over her nearly B-cup tits to be decent. Where did she get that from? Was her mother around when she bought it? (I didn’t know then that her mom bought it for her just before she left, for the express purpose of seducing me. That’s Lori for you.)

But the most arresting thing about Jessie was her legs, long and muscular. She’d taken up bicycle touring with a local group, doing twenty to thirty miles every weekend, and even asked for (and got) a new touring bicycle for her birthday. I’d wanted to give her a used car instead, but she insisted on the bike, which actually cost me almost as much. “If I need a car,” she said, “I can always borrow yours.” And the new bike was now beside the pool, new and shiny and clean, ready for its first tour.

Frankly, I couldn’t take my eyes off the girls. Or my mind. To see them swimming and dancing to the music of a boom-box and cavorting, even doing a bit of twerking ... it was all too much to me, a month of horniness suddenly washing over me. I felt my cock rise, and stayed mostly in the pool to hide it. When the girls joined me there after a while, I turned around to find myself face to face with Dana, and our bare bellies touched. I felt her hands go down the back of the swim trunks to grab my ass cheeks. He pulled me forward so that our groins were together, and she must have felt my boner against her pussy. Then she smiled and let me go, before the other girls noticed. I had to go to the nearest bathroom, strip off my own swim trunks, and jerk off to make my boner go away.

The girls repaired to Jessie’s bedroom to change into pajamas, emerging to hang their wet swimsuits on the line to dry. By that time, I was dressed in shorts and a tee shirt. For dinner, I ordered a couple of pizzas, and the two pies were enough for us when you added in the cake and ice cream we already had. Then the girls went upstairs to Jessie’s bedroom, which was furnished with two twin beds and an air mattress we’d set up for the second visiting girl. In the downstairs study, I watched an action movie to get my mind off the girls.

I had just turned thirty-six myself, the day before. Lori had called to wish me a happy birthday, and we’d chatted for a bit. She told me that she’d hooked up with a graduate student who was giving her all the cock she needed. “Pierre says he’s clean, and anyway, I’m making him wear rubbers,” she said. “I won’t be bringing anything nasty home with me!” Well, I’d sort of expected that. We’d agreed that our separation shouldn’t prevent us from gratifying our sexual needs. Lori had a libido that just wouldn’t quit. I knew I could cum up to five times a day, and she could match me cum for cum when she was in the mood.

We’d been swingers back in the day, before we’d moved to Pasadena three years ago, but we hadn’t found any new regular partners since then. Our only acquaintances were our co-workers and immediate neighbors, and none of them seemed to want to stray from their marriage vows. (At least, not the women. Lori had a much easier time with it, since women generally can seduce men more easily than men can seduce women. Male lust, you see. All she had to do was put on a tight tee shirt, with no bra, and see which men reacted to the sight of her nipples tenting the fabric. Their gaze told her everything she needed to know. It only remained to see which ones could get permission to fuck her from their wives. She drew the line there.)

I had the same open-marriage privilege, but couldn’t see myself going out in search of tail. But as it turned out, I didn’t have to. That tail was looking for me.

At around nine o’clock, just when the movie was finishing, I got a phone call. It was Jessie. “Come upstairs. We need you for something.” I switched off the movie, climbed the stairs, and knocked on the door. “It’s open,” I heard her say.

So I opened the door, and this is what I saw. The two beds had been pushed together to approximate a queen-size bed. (The air mattress, I found out later, had been shoved under the beds.) And the girls were sitting there, staring at me. Stark naked. All of them. They were all in the same position, legs spread, heels pressed together, showing very wet pussies.

If they looked hot in their swimwear, they absolutely smoldered now. Trina’s pale body displayed two very pink, stiff nipples perched on the budding mounds of her breasts. Her crotch was bald, and I could see a little inner lip protruding from her cleft. And Dana’s tits and crotch displayed tan lines that highlighted her tits and pussy ... her dark skin turned out to be more from tanning than from her Polynesian genes. I saw a well-trimmed bush and eyes that went straight to the growing bulge in my shorts. And some of the longest, darkest, fattest nipples I’d ever seen, almost as long as Lori’s when she’d been nursing Jessie. No wonder Dana had worn a stiff-cup top. Otherwise, those nips would have tented the fabric like erections.

And Jessie, my daughter, the first time I’d seen her nude since she was a toddler. Her tits were on full display, so much like her mother’s tits used to be, before pregnancy and nursing had given them the darker nipples and the slight sag that I found enchanting. Jessie’s were almost the same size, only firm and high on her chest. But what I was staring at was her pussy, with its wreath of new hair and the same abundant inner labia that made her mother’s snatch so arresting. Those magnificent legs were spread wide now as she parted her folds to display her pink entrance and a clit almost the size as the top joint of her thumb.

My thoughts were whirling. Only hours ago, I had lusted after the bodies of these young girls, and had allowed myself to succumb to their erotic beauty while staying within the bounds of propriety. But I had no defense against it when they were so lovely in their nakedness, so wanton in their posture, so blatantly intent on seducing me. Even my own daughter...

“Jessie...” I blurted.

“Happy birthday, Daddy! It’s time to give you your present!”

“What do you mean?” I mean, I suspected, but I couldn’t believe it.

“My virginity. I want to give it to you. While they watch.”

“Your mother...” I stammered.

“She put me on birth control last month.” She held up a box of condoms. “She also gave me these in case I forgot to take the pills, but I haven’t missed a day, so I’m good. She told me that you should use them if you want to fuck my friends, though.”

I remembered that Lori had taken Jessie to the gynecologist a month ago. And they’d also gone shopping that day for that new swim suit for Jessie, I realized. It had all been planned. I was going to be seduced, good and proper, by my own daughter. And my wife wanted it that way!

Meanwhile, Dana had pulled down my shorts and kissed my cock, now more than half mast. “Take off your shirt,” she ordered. “We want to see all of you! Especially me!”

Well, the reality of the situation had finally sunk in. These girls all wanted to see me fuck my daughter on her birthday. And they said my wife approved. I smiled. Lori knew me well enough to know that I wasn’t going to be happy going for months without sex. And she knew Jessie and her friends well enough to know that raging teenage female hormones cannot be denied. She’d had those raging teenage hormones herself. But she wasn’t on birth control then, which was how Jessie came to be born. Like mother, like daughter...

“Do you, um, want foreplay? You know...”

The girls giggled. “No, Daddy,” Jessie said. “We’ve been making out for two hours. I’m ready!” The very thought of these three vixens kissing and fondling each other’s naked bodies to arousal was all it took to get me fully hard. And that’s when I noticed the toys on the nightstand: a very slim dildo and my wife’s Hitachi Magic Wand. The dildo looked wet to me.

“So how do you want to do this?” I asked.

“Lie on the bed,” Jessie commanded. “I want to be on top for this.”

“Good idea,” I said. “That way you can take it at your own speed.”

I lay on my back and she straddled me, her beautiful young titties hanging down quite large enough to sway slightly. That always pushed one of my buttons when I fucked Lori. Did she know? Had Lori coached her? I guess that her resemblance to Lori was one of the things that made it easier for me to accept incestuous sex with my daughter. when Lori and I first fucked, she had been only a couple of years older than Jessie was now. I remembered my lust then, seeing Lori’s naked body for the first time. It was almost like she was back now, in the persona of her daughter.

Jessie dropped down low enough to have her pussy touch the underside of my cock, pushing it against my belly. She rubbed it along its length, leaving a slick trail of her cum. Then she raised herself, and Trina pulled my cock vertical. Jessie squatted, and I felt my cap at my daughter’s hole.

“Honey, this may hurt.”

“No, it won’t. Mom popped my cherry already.” She laughed. “With the potato masher in the kitchen.”

I remembered seeing that potato masher, with its thick six-inch handle, in the dishwasher a couple of months ago, and wondering why it was there when we hadn’t mashed any potatoes that day. Well, that mystery was solved!

And then I felt the first inch go in. No resistance. Another inch. And then another. She rose slightly, and I felt her cunt muscles squeezing the cap. Down she went, slowly, slowly, until she bottomed out, pube to pube. Well, she was like her mom in that respect too, able to take the entire seven inches. Then she started bouncing up and down, savoring the feel of a cock in her cunt, her titties bouncing with every stroke.

The two girls now knelt down on each side of me, each taking one of my daughter’s breasts and sucking on it. They’d left enough of a thigh gap for me to put a hand there, fondling their young wet cunts as I surveyed their bare backs and tight asses. My fingers slid up their clefts. Trina had a lentil-sized bump at the top of her slit. Dana’s was larger, about the size of a lima bean. My finger went down to each girl’s hole, and I wondered if they were virgins with intact hymens.

Well, I used only one slim ring finger on each of them, since I figured they’d have used tampons by now. Better to be safe than sorry. But those fingers were enough to get their juices flowing like a faucet, dribbling down my hand. God, they were wet. All that fondling over the last two hours, probably. Meanwhile, Jessie began flicking her engorged clit back and forth. Bigger than her mother’s. Did she get that from my side of the family?

Trina started shaking, her orgasm already underway, and I saw a sheen of sweat on her lovely backside and ass. She’d clearly become used to the sensation of something inside her. And then Jessie’s climax hit. “Daddy, Daddy, oh Daddy,” she cried. She jumped as if she’d been zapped, her body convulsed, her legs kicked, and she slumped, her breasts now hanging free and beading with sweat. I felt her vaginal muscles clench my cock. I’d seen the “orgasm face” on my wife enough times to recognize the same expression on my daughter. She then straightened, my cock still bottomed out inside her, and gave Dana a hug and kiss that sent that girl over the edge, too ... a kiss that was helped by me grinding my finger into Dana’s fat clit and pressing it hard against her pubic bone.

And that was all it took for me to join them in their ecstasy, my cock suddenly pumping gobbets of sperm into my daughter’s cunt. She felt the pulses and shuddered as another climax hit her.

And then storm had passed. My cock softened. “Thank you, Daddy!” Jessie said. “Thank you so much!” She rolled off me, and my sperm welled up from her cunt. Trina reached over and put three fingers into Jessie’s cunt, covering the fingers with my sperm. She tasted it, and then passed it to the other girls for them to sample. When it was Jessie’s turn, she smiled at me as she licked her finger clean. Then Trina insisted that I lick Jessie’s pussy clean, so I could taste it, too. I chuckled and let her sit on my face, and lapped up what was left as the girls laughed.

Then an hour passed with me gratifying one girl after another orally while the other two did the same on each other. I’d never eaten cunt so young before, and I found the taste delightful ... much lighter than Lori’s cunt, and each girl tasted different. When it was my turn to eat Jessie, the very thought of eating my daughter out was enough to get me hard again. When the girls saw that, they insisted on trying out giving me head, giggling all the while as they used all the techniques that they’d seen on the internet. With me lying on my back, they’d take turns sixty-nining me, my rock-hard cock in the girl’s mouth while my tongue lapped against her clit.

When I told the girls that I was getting close again, Trina said, “Hey, Jessie, can I fuck your dad, too?”

“Sure, bestie! Just use his bed, and leave me here with Dana. Mom says Dad should use the rubbers, though.”

“Would that be okay with you, Mr. B? And you won’t need a rubber. I’m on the pill, too. And I’m clean.”

“Are you a virgin, Trina?” I asked.

“Oh, no, not for some months now. I’ll tell you about that later. Right now, I wanna fuck you!” And then she flopped down onto me, her bald pussy raking my hard cock and her stiff nips grinding into my chest hair. I was slightly disappointed that it was Trina and not Dana that I’d be fucking, because the latter’s womanly form and larger boobs really turned me on. But maybe Dana wasn’t ready for that yet.

We kissed the other girls goodbye and I escorted Trina to my bed. After that hour of oral sex from the other two girls and myself, she was more than ready for me. She lay on her back, spread her legs wide, and pulled apart her inner cunt lips to expose a very pink wet hole. Not a trace of a hymen there. “Put it in,” she barked. I mounted her and slipped my cock in. Very tight, but no resistance. And she knew how to use her cunt muscles, squeezing my cock to signal the tempo she wanted. I did my best to comply, and pumped her for a good twenty-some minutes, my balls slapping against her asshole, and her sweaty body with its small breasts and hard nipples against my slippery chest. My third orgasm of the day ripped through me. But I think I was still a couple of climaxes behind her, although it was hard to tell. It might have been just one big climax for her, all ten minutes of it.

At any rate, I was spent. My cock softened, and I had the last savor of my bare cock in her cunt. She was still breathing hard, so I held and kissed her as she quieted down. My cock slipped out of her vagina and she giggled. We necked some more.

“Talk to me,” she said.

“That was wonderful, Trina! You’re an excellent fuck!”

“As good as Jessie?”

“Better. But you’ve had more experience, I think.”

She laughed. “Thanks to my brother.”

“You’ve had sex with your brother?”

“Oh, yeah. Months ago. I was wanking in my room, and I was kinda loud, and Drew came in to see if I was okay.” She shifted position, propping her body up on one arm as she faced me. “He’d been wanking, too, and when he saw me with my bare cunt and my legs open, he showed me his boner and asked if he could fuck me.”

“And you said yes.”

“Yup. It hurt a little, but his cock wasn’t as big as yours, so it didn’t hurt much. There was some blood, but since my period was starting, it was hard to tell if it was that or my hymen getting ripped. That’s why Lori used the potato masher on Jessie, by the way. She didn’t want Jessie’s first time to hurt the way Lori’s did.” Lori wasn’t a virgin when we first fucked, so I didn’t know that about her first time.

She paused, fingering her pussy with my slick cum oozing out of it, and then continued. “That was the first time I screwed. I told my mom, and she said that because it was my period, I probably wouldn’t get pregnant, but she put me on birth control so we could fuck in the future. For the first week, he also had to use a rubber, before the pills kicked in.”

“So how many guys have you fucked?”

“Just you and my brother.”

“How many times have you fucked him?”

“Oh, maybe twenty, thirty times. He’s a horn dog!”

“Well, boys are at that age.”

“Were you a horn dog, too, Mr. B?”

“I sure was. But I didn’t have a sister then, or even a girlfriend. I didn’t fuck anybody until I was seventeen. And I didn’t get a lot until I met Lori.”

“You know, I kind of figured that. I’ve seen you when you were together. You’re really in love with each other, and hot for each other. The way I’ve seen you kiss and touch each other. I can imagine how you guys are in bed!” She smiled.

“Thanks. We always wanted to show Jessie that there was nothing wrong with kissing and holding hands and even displaying a little lust.”

“And another thing. Thanks for talking to me just now. When Drew fucks me, he just cums, and then he’s out of me and he’s rolled over and fallen asleep. I need more.”

“Well, that’s boys for you. But men ... the better men ... will take care of all your needs, before and after. But I don’t think I have any more left now.”

She laughed. “Only three cums and you’re done? Oh, yeah, I saw how you left the pool this afternoon, and how you were soft when you came back!”

We chatted and cuddled some more, and then she said, “I’m tired now. Maybe we’ll fuck some more in the morning. But let’s sleep now.”

And we did, with her back nestled against my chest and my hands cradling her titties, the nipples now soft to my touch.

The next morning, I woke up to find Trina gone, with only the smell of pussy and a wet spot on the bed to remind me that she’d even been there. But after I’d used the bathroom and started to return to my bedroom to get my bathrobe, I was confronted by the three nymphets, all still stark naked and, as I was to find out, just finished with some torrid Sapphic sex, and with the wet cunts and flushed torsos to show it. Talk about juvenile hormones, theirs just wouldn’t quit. Another thing Jessie inherited from her mother, I guess.

Without a word, Jessie grabbed me by my cock and pulled me back to my bedroom. “Dana wants to give you a birthday present, too,” she announced. I looked at the girl in question, with those magnificent young nipples perfectly framed by the tan lines on her firm breasts, and her neatly trimmed dark bush, already glistening with lubrication. She smiled at me and blushed.

“Now, honey, is she a virgin, too?” I asked Jessie.

“Well, technically, yes. She’s never had a cock yet. But I introduced her to the potato masher last night while you were fucking Trina. There was no problem getting it in, and no blood. So I don’t think you have to worry.” And then she held up a condom. “And you don’t have to worry about knocking her up.”

“Dana, are you okay with this?”

Dana smiled, lay on the bed, and spread her legs wide. My cock responded to the sight by swelling and rising, helped by Jessie’s finger caressing the underside. I heard the sound of the condom packet being ripped open, and the feel of the article being expertly rolled onto my shaft by Trina.

“Have fun with Dana, Daddy. Trina and I are going back to my bedroom. I’m gonna help her find her G-spot!” If I had thought for a minute, I might have wondered how Jessie knew that much about the G-spot, but my attention was now entirely on Dana’s womanly form and that gaping pussy. And with that, she and Trina left the room. That left me and Dana, with her sprawled out on the bed, her hole plain to see.

I paused. Did she know the mechanics? Well, ever since there was an Internet, anybody could find videos of people fucking in every imaginable position. So she knew what the drill looked like, but not what it felt like. As I watched her open the folds of her cunt to expose her hole, I wondered if she was mimicking what Jessie had done, or whether she’d picked it up from watching porn. Either way, it had the desired effect on me.

“Am I pretty, Mr. B? You seem reluctant.”

“God, Dana, you’re perfect. A dream come true! But why this? Why now?”

“When I saw you fucking Jessie last night, I wanted to be her. I wanted to feel a man inside me at last. And you seemed to be the perfect man to me. When I’m fantasizing about being fucked, it’s often you that I’m imagining. I was sure I wanted to fuck you, but I didn’t know if you wanted to fuck me. But when we hugged in the pool and I felt your boner on my cunt, I knew it might be true for you, too. And Jessie said that your wife wouldn’t have a problem with it if, well, you know...”

“Honey, after seeing all that female skin yesterday, I would have fucked a sheep. And I do think the world of you, but I can assure you that you wouldn’t have come between me and Lori. We’ve had other sexual partners before, even after we were married. It’s all good. And I have to say that I’m honored that you think of me that way.”