Subject:     Father-Daughter Party
Story Codes: MF mf Mf Ff ff orgy incest father daughter
Diary Date:  August 28, 2010 
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary
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Like many things in life, once a door is opened then it's like it was 
never there and everything can happen so fast.  Just one week after my 
first "family" sex party, I was already being talked into another one, 
only this one was just for fathers and daughters. I can’t say I was 
thrilled to go but how could I say no to my dad?

Table of Contents
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   Chapter 1 - Never Say Never
   Chapter 2 - Making a Deal With My Father 
   Chapter 3 - Getting Started
   Chapter 4 - The Party Gets in Gear
   Chapter 5 - Final Thoughts


Chapter 1 - Never Say Never
===========================

There are days when I wonder if I will ever learn.  Like how many times 
do I try to color my hair myself to save money and end up spending twice 
as much with my hair dresser to get it fixed after I botch it up?  How 
many times do I have squirm in my chair while suffering the itch of razor 
burn between my legs after I think I can cheat and skip a couple of days 
between shaving?  Finally, and this is a big one, when will I ever learn 
to never say never?

"I'll never have sex with a dog again" has got to be the biggest mistakes 
I ever made in this regard.  Of course I didn't INTENTIONALLY do it again 
but who knew I would find myself in a situation where it seemed the right 
thing was to do to help out another girl?  After all, I'd done it once 
already so when she didn't want to do it as part of her initiation, how 
could I not step up and take her place?

Well, some things just never seem to get through my thick skull!  Just a 
week ago I reluctantly agreed to go to a family sex party with my dad and 
Aunt Linda.  OK, so it turned out to be fun and enjoyable but at the same 
time it was a bit surreal.  It’s not like I’m some sort of prude who 
doesn’t like a good orgy.  Over the years I’ve had plenty of group sex 
opportunities but it’s always been with people my age or older.  It’s not 
quite the same when you’re the oldest “kid” in the year - and make that 
around twice as old as the average!  When I returned home and gave some 
more thought as to how a number of the kids I saw there would have 
qualified to be in my 4th-6th grade classroom, it really brought it home 
as to what I had allowed myself to get involved in.  I knew it meant a 
lot to my dad for me to go with him, but in the end I swore to myself I 
would “never” happen again.

Famous last words...

Well, technically I guess I can claim “not guilty” but it would be hard 
to argue such a point in court given what happened just a week later.  
Apparently I’d quite an impression on a couple of the fathers at the 
family party and so they invited my dad to join in on one of their more 
private affairs.  As he described it to me, it was something just the 
fathers and daughters did and the numbers were restricted to just three 
or four pairs.

My dad knew about them but had never been invited even though my cousin 
Kristi had filled in at some of the earlier family parties as his 
“daughter”.  The problem was that people knew she was really his niece 
and not my daughter.  In fact, the only reason he was able to even attend 
the family parties without a “real” daughter was that my Aunt Linda had 
been involved for so long with my cousin Kristi that they made an 
exception for him once they started living together.  Still, the 
exemption didn’t apply to the private parties as they were much more 
intimate and the rules were a lot tougher.  So you can imagine how 
excited he was to be finally invited.  There was just itsy bitsy 
problem... he had to bring ME, his real daughter.


Chapter 2 - Making a Deal With My Father 
========================================

Once I’d made up my mind regarding the family parties, I went to see my 
dad to talk about my issues with any future such events.  I knew the 
sooner I got it over the better and hopefully before he made any other 
commitments.  It would have been far easier to procrastinate as I knew it 
was going to be really difficult for me to break the news to him.  I knew 
how much he had enjoyed the last weekend and I also knew that he had been 
excited that I’d finally gone with him, even if I WAS the oldest daughter 
there by a long shot.  

Still, despite my reservations I knew it was best to get it done and over 
with.  It wasn't like this was the first time I have had to face my 
father with something I’d rather not say.  Over the years there have been 
a number of issues and problem that were difficult to confess to him.  I 
remember when I asked him not to ask me to fuck his asshole younger 
brother anymore.  I knew it would be a blow to him because that would 
more than likely mean he would get cut off from my younger cousin Tammy, 
but I just couldn’t take my Uncle Jim’s crude and lewd actions anymore, 
especially when he forced me to have anal sex.  My current “problem” was 
definitely in a similar category so I took the tried and true approach 
that had worked so well for me in the past...

It was Tuesday before the right opportunity arose.  My cousin Kristi was 
dressed up in one of her sluttier outfits and informed me that she and 
her mom had a house showing that evening.  Somehow I had the feeling that 
the only part of the house that would be seen was the bedroom but hey, in 
today’s real estate market you did whatever it takes to get a sale.  The 
good thing for me was that it meant her mom would be with her... leaving 
my dad home alone.

After Kristi had departed I gave them a half hour or so to be sure her 
mom was out as well and then headed over to my dad’s house.  I parked 
outside the garage and used the entry code to open the garage door, 
entering the house through the garage entrance in the basement.  The 
family room in the basement was dark and deserted so I made my way up the 
wooden stairs to the kitchen, which was as dark and empty as the basement 
had been.

Putting to good use my years of experience, I tip-toed up the creaky 
stairs leading to the second floor, avoiding the spots which I knew 
creaked and groaned until I was just outside the bedroom and study.  
Peeking into the doorway, I saw a familiar sight - my dad sitting in 
front of his computer, his boxer shorts down at his ankles, jerking off 
while watching some young girl was sucking a guy’s dick on his computer.  
God, she must have been four years old!  Where the heck did he even get 
this crap?  Oh well, I wasn't here to lecture him on the crime of child 
porn so I just kept quiet and watched silently.

My dad was totally engrossed in the scene in front of him and had no idea 
that he was being watched.  I debated whether to just walk in and 
surprise him or what.  Finally I slipped away and went down the hall to 
my old bedroom which still looked just as it had when I was living at 
home.  For a moment I looked at my bed and a bit of nostalgia hit me as I 
recalled all the fun I’d had in it over the years!  Shaking off the 
thoughts, I quickly stripped, laying my clothes on the bed, and quietly 
made my way back to the study in my bare feet.

“Hi daddy, horny tonight?” I said just loud enough to get his attention.  

My dad jumped at the unexpected interruption and twisted around in his 
chair to see who it was.  A smile came to his face as he recognized his 
only daughter standing in the doorway, wearing nothing but a smile.

“Hey baby, wasn't expecting you tonight... as you can see,” he said with 
a chuckle, glancing down at the erection in his hand, “Wow, you look 
great tonight.  Something going on I need to know about?”

I quickly got to the point, explaining that with Kristi going out tonight 
I was feeling horny and I knew my aunt would be out so I thought that 
maybe he might like some attention.  My dad stood up, kicking off his 
shorts and pulling his t- shirt up and over his head so that he was now 
nude as well.

“Well you know I’m always happy whenever my favorite daughter stops by to 
Visit... especially when she shows up naked as the day she was born,” he 
said as he walked across the room and hugged me.  I could feel his 
erection poking me in my stomach as he pulled me in tight to him and 
grabbed my bare butt in his strong hands.

“Tell me what you want daddy,” I whispered in a husky voice as he kissed 
my neck and ear, “Tell me how to please you.  I want to make you happy.”

My dad sort of growled and picked me up in his arms, carrying me into his 
bedroom and laying me gently on the bed.  He stood up and looked down at 
me, stroking his erect dick as he looked me up and down.

“Did I ever tell you that I have the most beautiful daughter in the 
entire world?”

Maybe a few thousand times but I never tired of it!  I smiled at him and 
my pussy began to tingle but I resisted the impulse to touch myself as I 
watched him stroking his cock which had magically moved to within inches 
from my face.

With that he moved in even closer and I turned on my side to face him, 
taking his dick in my hand at first, replacing his as I slowly stroked 
him.  Then I put my mouth up close, reaching out with my tongue to gently 
lick the tip of his dick before taking the head in my mouth and sucking 
on it.

“Oh God... that feels soooooo good Kelly,” he groaned, “You look so sexy 
with my dick in your mouth.”

As I sucked him I ran my tongue around his shaft and used my hand to 
gently play with his hairy balls.  I could smell the strong odor of his 
male musk as I took all of him in my mouth and pressed my face against 
his thick pubic hair that surrounded his hardened dick like a forest.  As 
I sucked on him I looked up at him and our eyes met.  I could see the 
terrible desire he had for me, the unquenchable urges that were in him to 
fuck me and mate me.  It made me feel so sexy and hot to see how badly my 
own father wanted me.  I knew at that moment he wanted nothing more in 
the world than to have sex with me.

“I REALLY need to fuck you,” he finally said, stepping back just enough 
to pull his dick from my mouth.

I looked up at him expectedly, waiting for him to take the lead.  My dad 
pushed me on my back and then grabbed my legs, twisting me around so they 
hung off the side of the bed and then he lifted them up and over his 
shoulders so my ass was right on the edge of the bed, lifted up a couple 
of inches as he put his hands under my ass and supported me.  I reached 
down between my legs and grabbed his dick, guiding it to my hungry pussy.

“Fuck me daddy,” I said in a stronger voice this time.

Of course he didn’t NEED me to say it but I knew that no matter how many 
times I’d said those exact same words to him in the past, he never tired 
of it.  It was like that between us; he called me sexy and beautiful and 
I asked him to fuck me.  Neither of us could ever hear those words enough 
it seemed.

“Here you go baby... daddy’s going to fuck you now... just the way you 
like it,” he said as he pushed himself into me.

The feel of my father’s swelled cock head as it penetrated me, pushing my 
pussy open and stretching me out as it entered, made me gasp with 
pleasure.  Oh my god, the feel of his dick as it first enters me is 
something I can NEVER get enough of.  There’s just something special and 
unique to have your own father pushing his erection into you that’s like 
nothing else imaginable.  Sure it feels good when ANY dick first enters 
me but it’s extra special when it’s my own father.  Part of it may be 
that I love seeing the expression on his face as he fucks me, to see how 
much he enjoys it, how much he craves my pussy.  I love seeing how much I 
please him, knowing that I’m doing something that nobody else in the 
world can - give him his daughter’s pussy.

“Yes daddy... just like that,” I sighed as he began to thrust himself 
into me.

Soon he pulled out and flipped me over so my feet were on the floor and I 
was laying on my belly on the bed.  I could feel his hands reaching under 
my ass and spreading me apart again for his dick to enter me and then he 
fucked me from behind.

Finally we both got up on the bed and my dad moved over me, his body 
between my spread legs as he lay on top of me and we kissed as his dick 
moved in and out of his daughter’s welcoming pussy.  I could feel my 
breasts pressing against his hair chest, my legs wrapped around him as 
his butt moved up and down to drill me with his dick.  His hand were 
wrapped in my hair, tugging on it gently and then running his fingers 
through it as we both cried out with pleasure.

He was the first to cum, releasing his incestuous sperm in my pussy as he 
thrust himself deep inside of me, holding himself there as his dick 
erupted and have me his seed.  The faint feel of his cumming in me, the 
realization that he was giving me something only my father could give me, 
was enough to push me over the edge and my pussy clamped down on his cock 
as my own orgasm arose within me.

“That’s it baby... cum for your daddy,” he whispered hoarsely in my ear 
as his tongue ran over my face, neck and ear lobes.

Well, cum I did as my orgasm went on and on until I lay limp under my 
father’s embrace, his dick still in me as we remained coupled together as 
one body.  My legs dropped and I just laid there, unable to move, 
reveling in the afterglow of my orgasm, loving the feel of my father’s 
dick in me.

“I love you so much daddy,” I said in a barely audible voice, overwhelmed 
by the erotic and loving experience.

“I love you too Kelly... more than I can ever say.”

“I know daddy... you just showed me,” I sighed and indeed, that was 
exactly how I felt at that moment.

Like, what better way for a father to express his love for his daughter 
than what my dad had just done to me?  For a moment I felt guilty that 
was about to tell him something that he wouldn’t want to hear.  How could 
I tell him I wasn't going to go to any more family parties after what he 
had just done to me?  He had just given me the most precious gift he had 
and now I was going to crush his hopes and dreams?

I almost changed my mind but in my heart I knew it was the right thing to 
do.  After he pulled out of me and dropped on his back next to me, I 
moved down and pressed my cum-filled pussy against his leg as I took his 
sperm and cum filled dick in my hand, leaning over to clean him off with 
my mouth.  Mmmmmmm, I loved the mixture of my father’s sperm and my on 
pussy cum!  He jerked involuntarily as my tongue worked over his still 
ultra-sensitive cock.

Taking a deep breath, I finally came out and did my best to explain to 
him how I felt about the parties.  Of course the prepared speech that I’d 
practiced a hundred time completely escaped me but somehow I made it 
through.  Fortunately my plan had worked... when had my dad EVER refused 
me anything right after I let him fuck me?  He pretty much accepted what 
I told him without protest although I could see the look of 
disappointment on his face.  I tried to make him feel better by sucking 
on his dick again for a while and assured him that I’d do anything to 
please him and that if he really wanted me to go then I would.  Of course 
he said that wasn't necessary and I smiled as best as could while I held 
him in my mouth.  

Yep, that was my loving dad, the most incredible man in the world.  As 
much as I knew it meant to him to take me to that party, he would never 
force me to go now that he knew how I felt about it.  It was like anal 
sex.  My dad LOVED anal sex but he knew I hated it so he never pushed me 
to do it.

Eventually I got dressed and headed back home, feeling much better about 
everything.  Indeed, it had been a perfect evening.  I’d pleased my 
father and at the same time, worked out an issue that had been bothering 
me greatly.  Isn’t it wonderful how incest can help to make everything 
work out?

Well, my dad’s a pretty good lawyer and so when it comes to reading 
between the lines and using technicalities to make a case, there’s none 
better.  A couple of days later I was surprised to see him at my front 
door.  Actually, except for back when I’d first moved in he’d never been 
to the house so I figured something Really important must be up.  I just 
didn’t know what... My heart jumped as I thought maybe it might be 
something to do with my mom!  Was she coming back to him?  Well, it 
turned out to be nothing quite so dramatic.

“Hey baby girl... Ummmmm, can your dear old dad come in?” he teased me as 
I stood there speechless for a moment.

I mean like I was REALLY surprised.  Again, my dad NEVER came to visit 
me, I ALWAYS went to him.  There wasn't anything in writing that required 
this arrangement, it was just the way things were.  I was the daughter, 
therefore I go to my dad, it was just that simple.

As luck would have it, I was wearing one of his dress shirts that I’d 
“borrowed” some time ago.  When I lived at home they were some of my 
favorite things to wear around the house and even though he pretended to 
grumble, especially when I would swipe one of his newer ones, I knew he 
really enjoyed seeing me in them.  It just shows how NOT dressing ultra-
sexy at times can actually be more appealing to guys.  I could wear one 
of his shirts that hung down to my knees and completely covered my boobs 
and that seemed to turn him on more than seeing me in nothing but a tight 
t-shirt that I’d outgrown, displaying everything from my belly button 
down and outlining my boobs and nipples.

“Nice shirt,” he teased me as I closed the door behind him.

Actually it WAS a nice shirt, light blue with long sleeves that I kept 
rolled up to my elbows.  I had it about half-buttoned but it was so large 
that I probably could’ve not buttoned it at all and it still would have 
kept me covered, at least most of the time.  The important thing for me 
was that it was loose and cool and I just enjoyed wearing it around the 
house.

“So daddy... Ummmmm... something wrong?” I asked, filled with curiosity.  

My dad looked a little uneasy but he smiled at me and replied, “No baby, 
can’t a father just stop by to see his beautiful and sexy daughter 
without an ulterior motive?”

I looked at him with my eyebrows furrowed and shook my head.  “Well, not 
really.” We both laughed and I continued, “You have to admit dad, this is 
not the norm for you.”

My dad looked up at the sky and sighed.  Then he stepped forward and 
hugged me.  As we kissed, his hands pulled up the shirt behind me, 
exposing my butt to the air and then he grabbed one ass cheek in each 
hand and pulled me in to him as out kiss went on.

“Maybe I just wanted to show my baby girl how much I her,” he murmured in 
my ear, squeezing my ass tightly in his large hands.

As much as I loved hearing him say that, I knew that he was still holding 
something back so I decided to bargain and break the ice.

“I tell you what daddy, if I suck your dick will you tell me why you came 
here?”

My dad laughed so hard he almost choked.  “Maybe THAT is why I came 
over.”

I looked more sternly at him a I reached down and started to unbuckle his 
belt.  “I know better daddy... you know you can stop by anytime for that 
but you don’t.”

By then I had his belt undone and was working on the clasp of his dress 
pants.  It came apart finally and I unzipped his pants, letting them drop 
to his ankles as I worked on lowering his striped boxer shorts to join 
them.  Holding his semi-erect dick in my hand, I licked my lips and 
stared him straight in the eyes.  “So do we have a deal?”

Again he laughed but he nodded his head and said, “Deal... You know 
that’s the easiest contract I’ve made all day!”

I kneeled in front of him and stroked his dick which was just an inch or 
so from my face.  I could feel it begin to stiffen in my hand so I took 
the head in my mouth and let my tongue play along the sides and bottom of 
his cock.  As I did I kept my eyes on his, waiting for him to keep his 
end of the bargain.

“God I love watching you do that,” he said in a deep voice, the lust 
definitely beginning to come out.  

“You promised,” I said quickly, momentarily letting him out of my mouth 
so I could talk and then taking him right back in again.

“OK, OK,” he chuckled, “But you can’t blame me for being distracted.”

As I slowly sucked his dick, my dad started to tell me about the offer 
he’d just been made.  As soon as he mentioned the party last weekend my 
heart went to my throat.  Immediately I jumped to the conclusion that he 
was going to give in to his more perverted urges and tell me that I had 
to go with him to another family party.  I felt a bit of panic as I knew 
I couldn't say no to my father yet at the same time I couldn't believe my 
dad would even think to ask me knowing my feelings about the matter.  
Then he described the actual event and I was a little confused at first 
but then I started to get the bigger picture as he went on.

“So Kelly, I know I promised that I would never ask you to go to another 
FAMILY Party and I would never go back on a promise,” he rationalized, 
“But this one is just for dads and their daughters so it’s really not 
families, is it?  What do you think?  Will you come with me?”

Have you ever tried to work through a complex issue while sucking on an 
erect dick, especially when it’s your father’s cock in your mouth?  I 
just kept still for a moment, holding him in my mouth without moving 
while my mind raced.  No wonder my dad was such a good lawyer!  He was 
correct in that our agreement had been about families, not fathers and 
daughters.  Without the moms and brothers then you couldn't say it was a 
family event.  I was caught in his logic.  Under the circumstances, how 
could I refuse my father’s request since it was perfectly valid?

To stall for some time, I turned my attention back to his dick and 
started to suck him in earnest.  I didn’t just suck and bob my head but 
licked it up and down, sometimes using my lips on the side of it almost 
like eating an ear of corn.  I loved the feel of it against my boobs and 
face as well.  Still, the place it felt most natural was in my mouth.  
God I love the feel of a man’s erect dick in my mouth.  Well, make that 
any dick, erect or not!

“Don’t stop Kelly,” he groaned, putting his hands on my head, grabbing my 
hair at the roots and pulling me into his hairy crotch, “Oh god... just 
like THAT!  Don’t stop... PLEASE don’t stop!”

I was stroking the base of his dick with one hand, cupping his balls with 
the other, while sucking with as much force as I could on his cock head 
with my tongue running over the tip.  From the way he was involuntarily 
thrusting himself in to my mouth and the pressure of his hands on the 
back of my head, I knew he was about to explode.

“Oh Kellyyyyyyyyy,“ my dad groaned as I felt him jerk and then the first 
shot of cum spewed into my mouth, shooting all the way to the back of my 
throat where I swallowed it while trying to keep his dick in my mouth.  
It was followed by several more loads, each staying in my mouth, each 
swallowed in turn until he had finished.

When he was finally done, I looked up at him and licked my lips, opening 
my mouth to show him that I’d swallowed everything he had given me.

“Yes daddy,” I said softly, submitting to my father’s wishes, “I’ll go.”

My dad grinned and pulled me up to my feet and kissed me, even after 
having just cum in my mouth.

“You’re the most wonderful daughter a man could ever ask for,” he 
whispered in my ear as he licked and ran his tongue around the outside of 
it.

“Oh I already know THAT,” I joked flippantly and we both laughed.

We sat down on the couch and spent the next hour or so talking about life 
in general with no further mention of any parties.  He seemed about ready 
to go but I wasn’t about to pass up this opportunity.  If my dad was only 
going to visit my house just once a year, then I was going to make the 
most of it.

“You know daddy, you haven’t fucked me in my bed in a LONG time,” I 
purred, reaching down to play with his cock.

He did!


Chapter 3 - Getting Started
===========================

The father-daughter party was only a couple of days away so it wasn’t 
like I had as much time to dwell on it as I had the family party - which 
was probably for the best.  Kristi was SO jealous when I told her about 
it.  It was too bad really and I had to feel sorry for her.  She never 
knew her dad as he’d divorced her mom when she was barely two years old.  
I guess this sort of thing just hit a nerve over her not having a REAL 
father at times like this.  My dad had always treated her more like a 
daughter than a niece since she was little, but it was never quite the 
same as being his real daughter no matter how much they tried.

The party was scheduled for Saturday afternoon at 2:00.  My dad didn’t 
tell me where it was going to be, just that he would pick me up about 
1:30 or so which told me it had to be closer than the place where the 
family party was held.  With only eight people total it could be done 
about anywhere so I wasn't sure if it would be someone’s home or where.  
I guess it really didn’t matter, I was just curious.  Who wouldn’t be?

My dad had told me earlier not to worry about what I wore but at the same 
time he sort of hinted that he wouldn’t mind showing me off a little so I 
took that to mean nothing conservative.  As hot as it was that day, I 
made the easy decision and went with my standard slut outfit - short 
cutoffs and a tight cami with heels.  I debated putting my hair back in a 
ponytail or letting it hang to my shoulders.  In the end I went with the 
ponytail.  Assuming these girls came from the same stock as the ones at 
the last party, they would be about half my age so anything I could do to 
make myself look younger was a given.

For once my dad was right on time, his SUV pulling up to the curb just as 
our living room clock chimed the half hour.  Considering his reputation 
for always being late, I guess all he needs is the right incentive to be 
on time!  I called out goodbye to Kristi who was moping in her bedroom 
and ran down the steps to join my dad.  I climbed into the SUV and closed 
the door behind me, reaching to put on the seatbelt.

“Damn, you look hot!” my father greeted me.

I just grinned and pretended to be a little embarrassed at the attention 
but I loved every bit of it.  No girl can EVER be told too many times 
that she looks good, especially by her father!

With that he took off and headed south until we reached a Holiday Inn 
near the mall.  I was already familiar with it because it had a Sunday 
Brunch that was pretty good and my family had eaten there a few times in 
the past.  We parked near the front entrance and my dad held my hand as 
we walked in together.  Rather than checking in at the front desk, we 
stayed in the lobby until the other men showed up with their younger 
daughters in tow.

With the eight of us together in the lobby I sort of stuck out like a 
sore thumb.  I felt a little funny as I to be at least ten years older 
than the oldest other girl.  Even though I had been expecting exactly 
this, it still was different when it became real.  Indeed, I almost felt 
like I could have passed for a couple of their mothers!  At least one of 
the guys didn’t look all that much older than the guy I was dating!

I looked around the lobby through which a mixture of businessmen, 
families and hotel staff came and went.  None of them seemed to pay any 
special attention to our little gathering although I couldn't help but 
smile at some of the second glances a few of the men were giving us 
girls.  Guys can be so silly sometimes, like they think we don’t notice.  
Still, while no doubt more than a few of them had a few naughty thoughts 
in their heads (both of them no doubt), I doubted any of them had even an 
inkling of why we were gathered together or what we’d be doing in a few 
minutes.  Besides, I really couldn't blame them as all of us were dressed 
rather scantily, even keeping in mind the summer weather.

As we sat on some couches in the lobby, each girl next to her father, the 
fathers made introductions.  One thing I noticed that was different right 
from the start was this time was everyone mentioned their names and ages.  
This was quite a change from the family party last week where most 
personal information was kept as just that - personal.  Still, no last 
names were used nor did anyone mention specifically where they lived.  I 
also noted that nobody said anything about who else was in their family, 
not even their wives.

The oldest girl was Maggie.  She was fifteen and her father Jeremy was 
38.  Then there was Kalin who was twelve with her 37 year-old father 
Matthew (he said to call him Matt).  Finally there was Jessi who proudly 
announced that she had just had her tenth birthday two weeks earlier.  He 
father was Sandy and was only 29 - just a few years older than me!  
Obviously he and his wife had Jessi when they were in their teens, I 
wondered for a moment if it had been planned but then what did it matter?  
A couple of eyebrows raised when my dad introduced me as being 25 but 
nobody said anything.

Looking at the girls it was proof of how hard it can be to judge a girl’s 
age sometimes.  Although barely fifteen, Maggie could have passed for a 
college girl, with a full bust and a figure to die for.  The only thing 
that betrayed her was her height but then she would likely never be very 
much taller than the five feet or so she looked to be now.  Then again 
you never know.  He height could be like my boobs - late to the party!

In contrast, I believed Jessi when she said she was now ten and entering 
4th grade as she seemed so proud of having just celebrated her birthday, 
but she could have easily passed for a few grades lower if she’d wanted.  
I found myself falling in love with her from the start!  She was so sweet 
and innocent that I doubted that anybody seeing her with her doting 
father would ever dream of what went on at home or what she did with 
other men.  Not that innocent and sweet girls shouldn’t please their 
dads, I’m just saying what most people would think.

Kalin was at that age where it’s especially hard to judge.  She was 
starting to develop her chest but I figured she was still at the training 
bra stage - assuming she wore one which she plainly wasn't now from the 
way her puffy nipples poked out.  Her figure was definitely beginning to 
develop but she still didn't have quite the thin waist and rounded hips 
of a teenager.

Once introductions were done and everyone seemed happy with the 
arrangements, at least so far as they were known, I could see the other 
fathers starting to fidget, obviously anxious to get on with things now 
that they’d seen what was going to be available to them.  I noticed that 
my dad had a particular interest in Jessi which didn’t surprise me in the 
least.  As for me, I caught Sandy eyeing me the most.

As it turned out Maggie's dad had a couple of room keycards, one of which 
he gave to my dad so we headed up to the rooms.  We all crowded into one 
elevator but nothing was even attempted in the brief ride to the third 
floor.  My dad inserted his card in one room while next to him the other 
door was opened.  Being the rooms were adjacent to one another they had 
interconnecting doors between them so people could go back and forth 
without having to go outside in the hallway.  That left us essentially 
with four double beds - a convenient number.

At first we all congregated in one room and the girls all jumped on the 
bed with me joining them.  I still was feeling a little on the outside of 
things as except for Maggie, I could have easily been their babysitter.  
The fathers gathered in a group by the window and started talking amongst 
themselves, looking back over at us periodically and then going back and 
forth about something or another.  I figured they must have been debating 
who was going to start out with who or something like that.  Meanwhile, 
we just sat on the bed, with Jessi and Kalin crossing their legs under 
them Indian-style while Maggie and I sat on the edge with our feet on the 
floor.

While the fathers talked, I twisted around and looked a little closer at 
the girls.  Maggie was obviously the sexiest and most mature, at least 
from the traditional definition of sexy.  Like me, she’d chosen to wear 
cutoffs which were every bit as short as mine if not more.  Instead of a 
cami she had on a tube top that barely covered her boobs which I would 
have guessed to be at least a solid B cup.  The ridiculously short shorts 
showed off her legs which were long and tanned which helped disguise her 
height - or lack of it.  She had jet-black hair that was straight and 
hung down to the small of her back.  Her olive skin complexion and facial 
features made me think she must have some Italian or other Mediterranean 
blood in her, probably at least from her father who was the darkest of 
the men.  In a way I felt a little jealous of her as she looked exactly 
like the girls I use to be so envious of at school when I was her age!

Kalin was more of an enigma to me.  A blazing redhead with pale skin who 
probably avoided the summer sun like the plague, she was dressed in 
shorts that came down half to her knees with a cute tank top that while 
not the least bit loose on her.  In fact, it was difficult to judge her 
development unless she was leaning back and stretching it out.  She 
seemed oblivious to everything that was going on, just sitting there in 
her own little world looking down at her bare feet without talking or 
even looking at the others in the room.  My first thoughts were to wonder 
if she was here voluntarily?  It almost seemed like she was “conditioned” 
to be here and if that turned out to be the case then I was going to have 
a VERY hard time dealing with it.  Oh well, it was hard to judge anything 
so far so I wasn't going to say anything until things got started in 
earnest.  I DID know I was going to be keeping an eye on Kalin though.

Then there was cute little Jessi.  God, she was soooooo adorable.  It was 
like she was a little doll baby more than a live girl.  Her dirty blonde 
hair was cut short, almost like a boy.  She was wearing the cutest little 
denim skirt that was more like you see a skating professional wearing 
with pink underwear with little bears on it.  Sitting as she was, her 
skirt was pulled up and her panties were on full display.  She didn't 
seem to have any sense of modesty but at the same time it wasn't like she 
was trying to show off either.  It just seemed to be her natural state of 
being, like she was totally unaware of the way people might be looking at 
her.

Jessi was chatting almost non-stop to all three of us about her dad, mom 
and her recent birthday party.  It didn't matter whether we answered or 
not, she just never shut up!  However, what made it different from other 
girls her age was WHAT she said.  It wasn’t about dolls, friends, or TV 
shows.  She was obviously the product of what some people would call an 
“open” family (a term I despise when used about me).  It seemed that just 
about everything she brought up had something to do with sex.  It wasn't 
like she was trying to tease or be erotic, it just seemed to be her 
normal topic of discussion.  

Jessi seemed extremely proud of the fact that her dad had been doing her 
since she was nine (that was part of her ninth birthday party apparently) 
and that he took her to lots of parties.  Though she didn't say 
specifically, it didn’t take much to figure out just what kind THOSE 
were.  The thing that really stole my heart was it was plain that she 
loved her mommy and daddy.  Still, I have to say I’ve never listened to a 
girl her age, or even a few years older, talk so openly about sex as if 
it was the most natural thing in the world to discuss.

The fathers seemed to have come to an agreement of sorts and they turned 
to face us, each of them with a grin on their faces as their eyes went 
from one of us to the other.  My dad still had Jessi as his primary point 
of interest while my eyes met Sandy’s more than anyone else's.  Jeremy 
and Matt seemed to have their own interests as well but I wasn't as 
concerned about them for the moment since I didn’t seem to be part of it.

“OK girls, time to get undressed, ok?” Jeremy took the lead, clapping his 
hands together.

Turning my attention back to the girls, I was curious how this was going 
to proceed.  Were they expecting some sort of strip tease or what?  As it 
turned out, all of the other girls must have had experience with this 
scenario in the past as without being told they simply started to remove 
their clothes no differently than had they been getting ready for bed.  I 
simply followed their lead and did the same.  Soon the four of us were 
all nude, our clothes piled messily on top of the dresser in the room 
with the four of us standing shoulder to shoulder in a row in front of 
the bed.  Now the four fathers were REALLY staring at us and I noticed a 
couple even touching their dicks a little but not quite stroking them.

Then as if on cue, then men each stepped forward one at a time, extending 
their hand to the girl they’d apparently agreed upon to start with.  Matt 
was the first and he led Maggie to the other room, followed close behind 
by Jeremy who took Kalin.  That left my dad with Jessi and me with Sandy.  
I found it rather interesting that essentially the fathers had swapped 
daughters in pairs.  Whether that had been intentional or not, I didn't 
know, it may have been just a coincidence for all I know.

So now the stage was set... As it’s said, let the games begin.


Chapter 4 - The Party Gets in Gear
==================================

Sandy was the one to take my hand and he led me to the other bed, pulling 
back the covers and letting me lie down first.  I noticed my dad doing 
the same with little Jessi but soon Sandy was in bed with me, hiding my 
dad and Jessi from view as he laid on his side beside me with his head 
propped up by his hand, resting on his elbow.

“Hi Kelly, I wanted you first,” he explained, “Now don’t take this wrong 
but you remind me so much of my wife that I just had to have you right 
away.”

Wow, now THAT was not what I’d expected to hear first.  Hmmmmmm, 
interesting to say the least.  He reached out and started to run his hand 
over me, starting at my stomach, tracing little circles around my belly 
button with his finger.  It tickled and I jumped a few times but he 
didn't seem to care.  Then he put his palm flat on my stomach, rubbing me 
gently, moving in small circles slowly upwards until his thumb met the 
bottom of my boobs, pushing then upward.  Looking at me with a smile, he 
lowered his head down and began to suck on my nipple, caressing my boobs 
as he did.

“You may look like her but you have better tits than she does,” he 
murmured as he licked me, running his tongue around my hardening nipple.  

I didn't say anything, letting him do whatever he wanted with me, 
submitting to him in a fashion in that I allowed him to have his way for 
the moment, but it wasn't like I would be afraid to tell him no if he did 
anything I didn't like or appreciate.  Sandy gently ran his hand all over 
me, working his way down my torso again until he was just above my crotch 
and then moving to the side and going down my leg until he reached my 
knee, then coming back up on the inside of my smooth thigh until he 
barely grazed my shaved pussy with his thumb and moved to the side and 
back upwards again to my exposed breasts.

“Your skin feels so soft and smooth Kelly,” he whispered to me, kissing 
me on the neck as he scooted over until his dick was pressing against my 
side. 

Then his hand moved quickly down again to my crotch, this time wasting no 
time in cupping me in his hand and pressing his palm up against my pussy.

“I just love a shaved pussy,” he sighed, “I wish more women would shave 
theirs.”

By that I took it that his wife didn't shave.  The more he spoke the more 
I started to get a picture of what was going on here.  In a way it was 
rather erotic and yet at the same time quite surreal.  For most fathers, 
the idea of fucking a young girl is their holy grail yet for Sandy he 
seemed more turned on by someone who was similar to his wife.  Maybe it 
was because he already had what most fathers can only dream about when 
they masturbate - a young daughter who clearly enjoyed sex with her daddy 
and a wife that fully supported their antics.

Sandy obviously didn’t need a party like this to satisfy his pedophile 
urges, although I’m sure he appreciated the opportunity to have someone 
different, so it made me wonder about his wife.  Clearly she wasn’t the 
type that most husbands complain to me about - frigid, no oral, hands-off 
the daughter, etc.  In fact, I figure most men would think they’d died 
and gone to heaven to have a wife that supported family sex.  So I guess 
you could say it was interesting to me to see how a father who HAS all 
this reacts in a situation such as the one we were in now.

All this foreplay was pleasurable but at the same time I was starting to 
wonder if Sandy was going to fuck me or what.  I had assumed that men who 
came to these parties wanted more than just groping.  Still, for the time 
being it seemed all Sandy wanted to do was touch me and suck on my boobs.  
I have to say one thing -  he paid more attention to my boobs during our 
brief time together than most guys do in an entire night!  Soon his 
fingers were exploring my wet pussy and I loved the way he was touching 
my clit and rubbing his fingers up and down through my moistened pussy 
lips.

FINALLY he seemed to decide based on some unspoken agenda that it was 
time and he moved on top of me as I spread my legs wider apart to 
accommodate him.  He reached for a spare pillow and pushed it under my 
butt, lifting my ass upward a couple of inches to make it easier to enter 
me.  I just watched as he reached down and rubbed the head of his cock up 
and down my pussy, wetting his dick and stimulating my clit even more.  
Then without any warning he pushed it in me, moved his hand out of the 
way, and thrust his hips down against me until he was securely inside of 
me.

“Damn, your pussy feels so warm... so good,” he whispered as his face 
hovered over mine.  He kissed me and then began to lick my neck and face.

I turned my head to the side to allow him to kiss along the side of my 
neck and ear which also allowed me to finally see what was going on in 
the bed next to us.  My dad was laying on his back with little Jessi 
riding on his dick, bouncing up and down on him and giggling like a 
little girl getting a horsey ride on her father’s leg - except in this 
case she was riding my dad’s stiff dick instead.  It was actually more 
cute than erotic see her just having the time of her life, smiling and 
giggling as she bounced up and down.  It was a bit weird in that if you 
didn't pay close attention to her pussy, you would have thought she was 
just playing a game on her uncle’s lap.  Yet one glance at my dad’s stiff 
dick as it went in and out of her left no doubt that she WAS being fucked 
- and enjoying it as only a child can.  Jessi clearly loved what she was 
doing but it wasn’t so much that she liked “sex” so much as she just 
seemed to be having fun and riding my dad’s cock was no different than 
any other game.  

Well, little Jessi might have been just playing a childish game but one 
look at my dad’s face and it was clear as daylight that HE was having sex 
- and loving every minute of it.  His head was propped up on a couple of 
pillows so he could watch his dick as it slid seemingly effortlessly in 
and out of her incredible small.  It had to be an optical illusion as it 
seemed impossible that a grown man’s cock could even begin to FIT in such 
a small little pussy but if it was uncomfortable o the least to her there 
was no sign of it.  Indeed, she would literally lift her feet and drop 
down on his lap, bounce off of him while driving his cock so deep in her 
such that I had to wonder how she could do it!  Evidently her father must 
fuck her a LOT - or at least someone did and I had to wonder just how 
many of these type of parties she’d already been to at such a tender age.  
My dad would tickle her flat chest and she would giggle and squirm on his 
lap, seemingly unaware of the intense pleasure she was giving him as his 
dick moved inside of her tight little pussy.  

Meanwhile Sandy was still laying on top of me, barely keeping his weight 
off of me by propping himself up on his elbows as he lifted his ass and 
pushed it back down to drive his dick in and out of me.  I stayed quiet, 
unsure of what he wanted and it wasn't like he was giving me any clues.  
All he seemed to want was to fuck me and lick me!  Well, if that was 
making him happy, it was easy enough for me.

A few more minutes of this and Maggie and Kalin came into the room, Kalin 
leading the way with Maggie close behind.  Maggie was rubbing herself a 
little, sniffing he fingers as she pulled them up.  From the wetness on 
her hand, it looked like she was wiping some cum from her pussy.  Kalin 
had some cum in her hair on top of her head but she either didn’t know 
about it or just didn't care.  

“Daddy says it’s time to switch,” Kalin announced rather sullenly.

Sandy lifted himself up and pushed himself into me, holding himself there 
without moving, as if he just wanted to feel himself in me for a few more 
moments.  Then he pulled out and flopped over on his back, leaving me 
free to get up.

“Thanks Kelly... you’ve got a really sweet pussy,” he said as I got out 
of the bed.

“Sorry, got to go!” Jessi giggled yet again as she practically jumped off 
my dad’s lap and bounced off the bed on her bottom onto the floor.  “That 
was fun John, bye bye!” she called back to him as she scampered to the 
next room.  

Maggie automatically got in bed with my dad while Kalin joined Sandy.  
Somebody must had told them who was next on their dance card or maybe 
they just decided on their own.  I figured that I would find out when I 
made it to the other room.  Maggie seemed to be in a rush to get started 
and she was already sitting on my dad’s cock before I left.  Wow, she 
wasn't wasting any time!  I had to wonder was she doing it to get it over 
quicker or was she just anxious to be fucked again as quickly as 
possible? 

I had to say, after seeing little Jessi on my dad, Maggie looked so much 
older than fifteen by comparison.  From the way she started rocking on my 
dad’s cock and fingering her pussy, this girl wasn't just playing a game!  
Somebody was quite experienced in the art of pleasing men from the way 
she was moving her hips around and flexing her back to work my dad’s cock 
in her pussy.

As haunting as it was to watch Maggie, my curiosity turned more to Kalin.  
She had a rather blank expression on her face as she climbed onto the bed 
with Sandy.  I hesitated at the door, waiting to see what she would do.  
The last view I got was her laying on her back with her legs spread open 
and her eyes closed, like she was offering herself to Sandy.  Well, maybe 
during the next round I might get to see more of her.

When I finally got into the adjoining room, Jessi had already climbed up 
on the bed with Jeremy which obviously meant I was to go to Matt.  It was 
like the men with the older daughters got to fuck the youngest girl first 
the guys with the youngest got to fuck the older ones at the start.  I 
wondered if that was by design or just a coincidence.  Then again, did it 
really matter?  I assumed before it was over we’d switch one more time so 
it’s not like they each wouldn’t get to fuck each of the other daughters.

Matt was waiting for me, looking a little impatient as I was a little 
late in getting in with him while Jessi was already being worked over by 
Jeremy.  As Kalin’s father, I was probably more curious about him than 
the other dads.  What was the story with him and Kalin?  How long had he 
been having sex with his daughter?  Was his wife really into it?  I 
hadn’t seen them at the family party so I had to wonder if everything was 
the way I’d assumed for the girls who came to these type of parties.  
Still, this wasn't the time or place to be grilling him.  My “job” was to 
let him fuck me however he wanted, within limits, so that’s what I 
intended to let him do.

So for the next 30-45 minutes or so we stayed in this match-up.  What can 
I say?  Matt fucked me but it wasn't anything all that special.  I mean, 
of course I enjoyed it.  Just about Any sex is good sex, LOL.  One thing 
different about him as compared to Sandy was that Matt loved his dick 
sucked.  Frankly, I think I’m pretty damn good at sucking them and while 
it may have been a turn-on for him to have his twelve year-old daughter 
suck him (assuming she did), when it came to actual expertise and talent 
I felt darn positive I put her to shame.  Well, I must have been pretty 
good because he eventually came in my mouth after we’d alternated between 
him fucking me and me sucking his dick a few times.  

Perhaps the part I liked best about “Round 2” was the opportunity to 
watch little Jessi being fucked again.  It’s hard to describe but I can’t 
say I’ve ever watched ANY girl having so much pure FUN having sex.  I 
mean, I’ve had a lot of fun during sex but it was still mostly about the 
sex.  Well, it seemed there was nothing “sexual” so far as she was 
concerned.  Even though she was now barely ten, I had to wonder if she 
was even old enough to understand what that meant.  

In a way I guess I could describe it as being no different than when a 
little girl plays tickling games with her dad or uncle.  It’s just in 
this case she was being “tickled” by Jeremy’s erect dick and he wasn't 
tickling her belly or legs, he was tickling the inside of her pussy.  
Fortunately for everyone concerned, it never seemed to tire of being 
filled by a dick!  I didn't see Jessi ever once having an orgasm, or at 
least nothing I would have recognized as being one; it’s just from the 
time someone put their dick in her until he pulled out, she never stopped 
giggling and talking!

The final round had me switching beds with Jessi.  Evidently Jeremy had 
cum in Jessi just before we switched and as a result his cock was pretty 
much deflated.  Well, so much for him fucking me!  On the other hand, he 
used our time to pretty much do nothing but eat my well-fucked pussy - 
which he was quite good at by the way!  I came twice in the process which 
made it a pleasant ending for me.

By now everyone was pretty exhausted and we all gathered in the original 
bedroom again.  This time each daughter sat in front of her dad on a bed 
with his arms around her as we all caught our breath and wound down a 
little.  Well, everyone except Jessi.  She kept pestering her dad to fuck 
her, like a little girl at a candy store begging her daddy to buy her 
some of her favorite candy.  For a moment I thought he just might if for 
no reason other than to shut her up but for once she didn't get her way.  
Somehow I doubted THAT happened very often at home.

One thing that pleased me was to see Matt and Kalin back together again.  
For the first time since we entered the room I saw Kalin smile as her 
father put his arms around her and covered her budding breasts with his 
hands.  Then he reached down and began to massage her clit which looked 
to be dripping cum from the last guy to fuck her - my dad!  She leaned 
back against him and lifted her head up to him for a kiss as he slowly 
masturbated her.  Somehow I got the idea that Kalin would have been 
happier just to have had sex with her own dad all afternoon.  From the 
looks of things, I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn't do her as soon as 
they got home!

There came a point when it was like a silent voice said enough was enough 
and we all started to get dressed and ready to leave.  Little Jessi went 
around and hugged each of the men who had just fucked her, jumping up and 
down with more energy than the rest of us combined.  I got the feeling 
that she must have been quite the little fireball to keep happy at home 
which is maybe one reason why her dad takes her to these type of parties.

Back in the SUV, my dad turned to me and smiled saying, “Thanks so much 
Kelly... I know that you weren’t exactly thrilled about going this 
afternoon but I hope you had a good time.”

I didn’t tell him what I was REALLY thinking - that like Kalin, I 
would’ve been happier spending the afternoon with my own dad in his bed, 
but at the same time I knew he was thrilled with the latest events and 
that what I’d done had pleased him immensely so in the end it was the 
right thing for me to do.

Instead, I just smiled and reached over to hold his hand and said, “You 
know dad, what would REALLY make me happy right now would be for you to 
take me home and show me that you still love me.”


Chapter 5 - Final Thoughts
==========================

Later, as I was riding my dad’s dick on his bed, my thoughts went back to 
that Crazy hotel room and the image of little Jessi riding my dad’s dick.  
I wondered if he was comparing me to her at that moment as well.  She had 
been so carefree and uninhibited.  There was such an innocence about her 
that made it seem almost impossible that all those smiles and giggles 
were being generated by the feeling of my dad’s dick inside of her.  As 
much as I loved what I was doing at the moment, I would never again be 
able to have such a carefree attitude about sex.  Experience and time 
change us all and none of us can go back to that sweet innocence of a ten 
year-old.  I had to say one thing, of all the concerns I’ve had about 
young girls having sex, if every girl was like Jessi there wouldn’t be 
any need for such worries!

Looking back to that afternoon, I would say that it was an OK experience 
but not what I expected at all.  Frankly it was obviously more something 
the dads cooked up for their own pleasure more than anything.  Like, it 
was fun to get fucked by some new guys - THAT is always fun, and it was 
hot to see the fathers fucking their own daughters, but without boys 
there it was just me making the other dad's happy more than anything.

As for the girls, I’ve said enough about Jessi but as for the other two, 
I got the feeling they were there at the request of their dad, not 
because they were pushing for it themselves.  Sure they didn’t protest 
and both of them seemed to enjoy the sex, but there wasn't the exuberance 
that you might think you would see when a girl loves what she is doing.  
Kalin in particular gave me a funny feeling as she clearly was doing it 
solely to please her dad.  I got the clear picture that she loved her 
father and wanted HIM to fuck her but when it came to that with other 
men, it was all for her dad.

In the end I was glad I went as if nothing else, it made my dad really 
happy.  He got to do three girls, two of which were less than half my 
age!  Even Maggie was younger than me when he first did me.  Even though 
she was fifteen she could have passed for eighteen with her perfect boobs  
Kalin is still at the training bra stage while Jessi just had puffy 
nipples so I know they appealed more to my dad than Maggie.

One thing I wasn't thrilled about and that was I didn't have any contact 
with the other girls at all.  Sure I got to watch them being fucked and 
stuff but there was no girl-girl stuff at all.  I would never claim to be 
a lesbian but at the same time, I like being with girls now and then and 
I still wonder how little Jessi would have responded to my mouth on her 
pussy.  I hadn’t really thought about it before but it was then I 
realized that all I’d seen Jessi do was have sex.  She never sucked a 
dick nor did I see any of them men lick her pussy.  It was like the guys 
were so anxious for that rare opportunity to fuck a girl as young as her 
that they didn’t want to “waste” a moment when they could have their dick 
in her instead.

I’d like to be able say that I did a repeat performance for my dad when 
it came to telling him that I wasn’t going to attend another party but 
that’s not what happened.  Actually I had to give my dad a lot of credit.  
HE was the one to suggest that it be a one-time thing as he sensed my 
ambivalence about doing another one.  I could’ve kissed him when he told 
me his decision.  Well, I did... and a lot more!

Did I ever mention that I have the greatest father in the whole wide 
world?

I love my dad!

THE END