Loading...It was just a few weeks before graduation, my daughter Tracy who had been a member of the cheerleading squad had come and asked my wife and me if she could have an overnight party with the girls on her squad as a sort of graduation, going away thingy since most of them probably wouldn’t be seeing one another again after that. Already eighteen by then, and wanting to give her a little more freedom and trust since she too would be going away to school in a few months, my wife and I agreed to let her and her friends over to party and enjoy the pool, provided it didn’t turn into some wild-assed party with a bunch of their boyfriends showing up and crashing it later.
Once we’d been given assurances that it was just going to be Tracy and her cheer-leading friends, all of whom were also eighteen by then, we agreed and even set up a bit of a tented sleeping area out by the pool, though all it really consisted of was a screened tent against any insects and a nice shady area away from the sun during the day.
Things started bright and early of course, and I had some few concerns and regrets about it early on with all the typical giggling and horsing around going on, but when asked by my wife to sort of keep an eye on things periodically and keep my daughter and friends in line from getting too out of hand, I suddenly didn’t mind much upon seeing some of the bikini’s the girls were wearing out by the pool. And not that my wife didn’t notice that either, but she thought (and rightly so) with all that young eye candy, that I’d be a bit more tolerant (which I was) and a little more willing to check on all of them from time to time when things got too noisy or fear that our neighbors might actually complain, especially when it got much later on in the evening nearer bed time.
It was late in the afternoon, and I was sitting with my wife watching TV when the noise level outside suddenly seemed to increase dramatically.
“Think it’s time for you to make another appearance,” Susan told me.
I stood up, acting to some degree like it was a real inconvenience for me to have to do so, but the truth was, I’d been sitting there for quite some time trying to think up an excuse to go and do exactly that anyway.
Since Tracy had been a member of the cheer-leading unit at her school, we had actually gotten to know all the girls fairly well as they’d been over to the house quite often, though usually in much smaller groups to enjoy the pool or just hang around the house with Tracy. This was really the first time that I remember having them here all at the same time before though, and remembered that there was one or two girls on the team who I’d always considered a little wilder and far more mischievous than the rest.
I headed through the kitchen towards the sliding glass doors that led out to the pool area when sure enough, I stopped in my tracks. Danielle, or rather “Danny” as Tracy called her, stood on the end of the diving board, just slightly making it bounce, but what was also bouncing were her boobs, as she stood there topless, which is when I also noticed that several of the other girls also seemed to be, and had been playing a game of keep away with their bikini tops, which is what had obviously caused all the sudden additional noise. Tracy was desperately trying to get them to quiet down a little, motioning towards Danny who still stood on the edge of the board and worriedly pointing towards the house. And though I was positive there was no way they could see me, not with the glare of the sun hitting the glass as it always did, I stepped back some, still having a clear view of the pool area, but knowing that I couldn’t be seen. Tracy did in fact manage to quiet things down considerably, which was a good thing or I’d have been forced to go outside, and most likely bring a complete halt to their mildly erotic play. Danny sprang off the board at that moment, and I watched as she gracefully dove into the water, her pert young breasts leading the way.
I caught several more glimpses of the few girls who were in fact topless, either getting out of the pool briefly to chase one another from one side to the other, or getting up to go and lay down on their towels. Seeing so much young tit-flesh all at once was beginning to arouse me considerably as I stood there in the safety of the kitchen, watching them.
And it wasn’t like Susan didn’t have a nice set of tits herself, because she did. But it was that voyeuristic little streak that’s in most of us perhaps that kept me lingering there, not even getting a good close-up look at the girls breasts, but this semi-distant peek when all your really seeing is some rounded boobs, a few smaller pointy ones, and a color of nipple here and there. Not like pouring through a magazine, or even seeing it on TV, but yet I was far more aroused standing here than looking at any of that.
I glanced at my watch and knew that I couldn’t stand there and dilly-dally much longer. Susan might begin to wonder what was taking so long if I did and come up to investigate for herself. When I saw Tracy and one of the other girls start to head towards the house however for more refreshments, I knew it was time to depart anyway, and quickly did so.
We’d allowed the girls to celebrate with a few mild alcoholic fruit beverages, especially since they’d all be spending the night and not driving anywhere, but as I headed back down stairs towards my wife, I couldn’t help but wonder if the girls were somehow supplementing their alcohol, especially as they were all acting a bit wilder than normal, though it could have simply been they’re all being there together at once. But I told myself to keep a much closer eye on them, as well as any real signs of intoxication after that.
Susan looked up and smiled at me as I came into the room. Luckily for me, the noise had abated about the time I had reached the kitchen without my having to actually go out there.
“Obviously, whatever you told them worked,” Susan spoke.
“It was more of a look,” I said hiding the truth in my statement.
“Ah yes, that works too,” Susan grinned. “Nothing getting out of hand as yet I hope?” she asked.
“Not too much,” I told her now truthfully, “aside from one or two of the girls loosing their tops while playing keep away,” I then confessed feeling it better to say something to her of interest all the while keeping any of her suspicions about me from being formed.
“Well that explains it,” she smiled even more, giggling to herself. “I’m sure seeing you walk outside quieted things down in a hurry then, not to mention everything else.”
“You might could say that,” I responded back, sitting down.
“Tracy?”
“Ah no…she wasn’t one of them,” I said with a reassuring, relieved look to my face.
“No, wouldn’t imagine she would have been, probably one of the others, either Carla, or that girl, Danielle, or Michelle even.”
“I think all three of them,” I said once again honestly, though I had actually counted six pairs of naked tits while standing there.
“Not surprised,” Susan added. “Just keep a good eye on things,” she then said. “Not that you don’t mind doing so.” I caught Susan’s teasing look, but then gave her a frowny face as though to reassure her that silly acting girls didn’t interest me. Not sure she bought it though, though she also let the subject drop.
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When we’d first discussed it about the girls coming over, Tracy had mentioned ordering in pizza for dinner. But with as many girls as there were, it would have cost a small fortune, so I countered with doing a simple easy barbeque of cheeseburgers and homemade fries which Susan offered to make. Tracy was happy and excited about doing that instead, which also gave me of course and additional reason and excuse for hanging around once in a while, which I’m sure Tracy realized and accepted.
By now the girls certainly weren’t running around topless any more, but even then, some of the bikini’s they were wearing left little to the imagination anyway, including one that my own daughter was wearing which I prudently refrained from looking at whenever she came near me. Michelle on the other hand was another matter entirely, and had in fact been one of the girls to periodically, and purposely strike up conversations with me. It wasn’t unlike her to do so either, as when she’d been over before, she’d hung around my wife and I, though more me, even to the point of Tracy having to half drag her off instead of sitting there visiting.
Michelle had the biggest set of boobs than most of the other girls, though several were close, (including my daughter) though none were quite as big, nor as almost fully exposed as hers were. Because of the bright red bikini she wore she was constantly having to fidget with it. It seemed like all she had to do was turn or move in a certain way, and one (sometimes even both) of her boobs would shift and nearly bare her nipples, though I had actually caught a decent peek at one of them when she’d all but lifted her tit in order to re-secure it back inside the too small halter top she was wearing.
By the time the sun had set, with dinner out of the way, Susan and I retired back inside the house, leaving the girls to enjoy the rest of the evening together and have their “Pajama Party” as Tracy had called it, with the promise from us that we’d leave them alone, with the assurance from her, that we would as long as they kept the noise down. And that meant not being able to hear them at all from the TV room downstairs, which we figured was a reasonable request, and which Tracy and her friends agreed to. So, off we went, and the girls (which they all seemed to do back then for some reason) immediately changed into the sexiest damn nightgowns imaginable, (which was about the only time Susan said she’d take over in keeping an eye on them afterwards if it became necessary, effectively cutting off any more of my planned or unplanned voyeurism.
All the outside lights were off, including the pool lights, as the girls wanted it to be dark making it easier to sleep, but with it being still very early yet under the circumstances, I had my suspicions, but little did I know how right I really was until much later. They had perhaps a hand-full of small candles as their only light source, along with one or two flash-lights should they need to come into the house and use the bathroom, but beyond that, it really was pretty dark outside, especially as there was only a sliver of moon in the sky to begin with.
As Susan had a shift the next day at the Hospital where she worked as a nurse, she soon after retired to bed, and as she often did, wearing not only a sleep mask but a pair of earplugs as well. Once asleep, she was truly a sound sleeper, and it took an act of congress to even get her up and going when the alarm finally went off, and kept going off until I shut it off myself, or finally woke her up enough to hear it and do it herself.
With a promise to keep more of an “ear” on things, rather than my eyes, Susan went to bed, and I sat watching the TV, though it was just like any other night at that point with things being generally quiet as a mouse, almost too quiet, which is what I thought the longer I sat there listening, and not hearing a single thing.
Half an hour later I checked on Susan who was dead to the world, her gentle snoring telling me that she was once again, fast and sound asleep. It was barely passed ten at that point, and again, not hearing a sound, yet knowing there was no way the girls could be off sleeping themselves already, I decided to do a little investigative exploring and see for myself what if anything they might be up to. Little did I know.
I didn’t go out through the sliding doors, that would have been a dead give-a-way, even in the darkness, going out instead through the side door of the garage, that led to a small alley way were we kept the trash cans for pick up. From there, I slipped quietly through the gate, then along the back of the yard where we’d planted, and used enormous Lilac bushes as a natural fence line. My neighbors to the rear of us had an even larger back yard than we did, so their house was a goodly distance away. We’d never put up a full fence separating the two lots, as there had always been a question of how much really was his, and how much was mine. The Lilac bushes had been the easiest solution giving us both the privacy we needed. Now, as I ran along the back side of those same bushes, nearing the most remote end of the yard from the house, which is where the girls were, I slowed nearly to a crawl, allowing me to catch and control my breath for one thing, as now if I were to be caught spying on them, there would be hell to pay, not only from my wife, but from my daughter too!
As I crept along hugging the ground, I could finally begin to hear their girlish giggles, suggesting that they were indeed up to something, even if it was nothing more than telling off-color jokes, or talking about sex with their boyfriends, which of course made me even more curious about Tracy, as that was a subject that had remained in confidence between she and her mother for all I knew or was aware of. And the fact that they were indeed being careful about the noise level, periodically cautioning one another to tone things down, made that suspicion a certainty as I finally made it to them, now half crouching just on the other side of the bushes. If it hadn’t been for the few candles they were using to see by, it would have made it nearly impossible for me to know where they were at, seeing as I knelt there how they’d draped a couple of blankets on one side of the day-tent closing anything off from view from anywhere near the house, effectively back-lighting themselves in the process however from my vantage point.
Like I said, the fact they were sitting there in a semi-circle was interesting enough, never did understand why girls back then enjoyed putting on their sexiest nightgowns for one another, as though trying to show off their best attributes to one another or something, which I might have expected them to do if there were any boys around, though then again, I doubt that most of them would have even worn what they were wearing if there were, so it really was confusing to me in the first place. In the second, was the fact they were obviously playing a long standing game that’s been around a while, called “spin the bottle”, with a “truth or dare” theme attached to it from what I was witnessing.
I had in fact gotten there just in time to see two of the girls, one whom I knew well, “Danny” and another I’d only met once, and couldn’t recall hearing her name. They’d just parted from having kissed one another, and it hadn’t been a quick, silly simple kiss either. I’d managed to see most of it, and from what I’d seen, they’d sat there leaning over the imaginary circle separating them, passionately kissing one another until someone else announced it was “Times up” or something.
“Alright, my turn to spin,” another of the girls spoke, though I was pretty sure her name was Cindy, or Samantha, not sure which, though I knew both of those girls were indeed here.
“Ok, truth? Or dare?” Danny asked her seriously.
There was a moment’s pause as she actually considered it. “Ok, truth,” she spoke.
“And you know you have to tell the truth, or we strip you naked until morning,” she was warned.
“That was interesting,” I thought.
“I know,” came the meek reply.
“Ok, have you ever sucked a boys cock before?” Danny asked. There was only a moment’s hesitation.
“Yes!”
“Verifiable?” Came the response. Which was a new one on me.
“Yes, Michelle was in the front seat, she saw me doing it,” she answered.
“Michelle?”
“Yep, I was there, and she did it alright, right up until the moment Scott came in her mouth and neglected to tell her!”
There was a smattering of laughter upon hearing that, though Tracy once again quickly quieted them all down with another warning.
“How was it?” someone else asked curiously.
“Sorry Kathy, that’s another question, and it’s not your turn yet.”
I watched as Cindy, or Samantha then spun the bottle, landing on Danny when it finished spinning.
“Truth? Or dare?” she asked.
“Dare!” Danny said almost immediately.
“Make it a good one!” Someone else said speaking up. “Something that even she might not consider doing!”
“Me?” Danny said challenging everyone. “Bring it on bitch!”
“I have one,” I heard my own daughter offer up. “She showed it to me earlier, asked if I’d ever seen or used one before, said she might even use it later after everyone had gone to sleep!”
I heard a nervous laugh coming from Danny. “I’ll get you for that,” she snickered.
“Well? What is it?” Someone else asked. “Yeah, tell us, make her show us what it is!”
I heard Tracy whisper something to the girl who’s turn it was. “Ok, I will,” she agreed laughing.
“Like I said,” Danny warned once again.
“Chicken?”
“Bring it on…” Danny said in defiance, nothing scares me, and I’m not embarrassed to do anything in front of any of you,” she shot back.
“Ok, since you said that, I dare you to use it, in front of us, on yourself,” the girl told her.
“What is it?” someone else asked, once again curiously.
“Shh, you’ll see soon enough,” Tracy told her. “Just watch.”
I couldn’t really see much from where I was now laying, trying to peer through what little opening there was through the bushes, but as Danny stood, and quickly retrieved whatever it was, from where ever it was, headed back and sat down again, it became obvious, and much clearer as someone actually moved one of the small burning candles closer in so they could see better too! I then heard the soft gentle purr of the vibrator as she turned it on.
“Is that what I think it is?” Someone asked.
“Shh, watch,” Tracy once again cautioned everyone, glancing nervously back towards the house, though all remained quiet and dark behind them.
“Holy shit! I’ve heard about them, but I’ve never actually seen or used one before,” Cindy giggled. “So, how many times have you used it Danny?” she added curiously.
“Lots of times,” Danny giggled, nearly every day in fact,” she added, as I lay there listening to the soft hum of the toy, which changed tunes slightly as she sat there applying it to herself.
“Damn, she’s really doing it too!” Someone said.
“Here, try it,” Danny challenged a moment later, see what you think!”
“Here? Now?”
“Sure! Why not! In fact, I dare each one of you to try it for one minute!”
There was total silence.
“Oh come on, cowards…chickens,” she spoke. “Think of it this way, this is probably the last time we’ll all be together like this, so this will give us all something special to remember our last night together by!”
For some silly reason, that seemed to do it, and then I heard the second girl groan as she actually began touching herself with it. “Do I have to put it in?” she asked.
“No, not unless you want too.”
“Ewe,” someone else half whispered, causing a laugh.
“No, you don’t have to,” Danny said again. “Just let it rest near your clit, wherever it feels best, you’ll know.” A few moments of nothing more than the hum of the vibrating toy, then someone else once again announced “Time’s up”.
“Ok Samantha, your next,”
There were some surprised giggles, nervous laughter, as the girls slid easily into the new game, surprising even me as they sat there using the toy on themselves before passing it on. I was tempted sorely so, to look away when I saw it finally handed over to my own daughter, but curiosity, as well as the pure decadence of what I was now witnessing kept me from doing so, even when Tracy spread her legs slightly apart, placing the toy against her clit. I was at least grateful that it was just dark enough I couldn’t actually see my own daughter’s cunt, bad enough that I could see quite clearly what she was doing to it however.
I watched, listening mostly to each as they made it around the entire circle.
“Anyone get close?” Danny asked. I along with everyone else knew exactly what she meant.
“A lot closer than I would have thought,” Michelle spoke up brazenly. “Another minute or so perhaps, and I would have!” That brought another laugh all around, followed by another warning hush from my daughter.
“Ok, this time around…”Danny began.
“What do you mean? Someone interrupted her, but Danny continued, ignoring the question.
“This time, you just sit there, the person on your right is the one to use it on you.”
There was again some nervous laughter, though only one lightly expressed concern, then I heard the soft sound of the gentle purr once again, and deadly silence suddenly filled the circle as though everyone there was holding their respective breaths, including me as I soon discovered, forcing myself to take quick shallow breaths moments later, even more fearful now of being found out.
“Fuck, that’s nice!” Michelle said minutes later. “Damn that feels good,” she said once again expressing herself almost as boldly as Danny had been doing, proving to me in the process just how wild, and possibly dangerous this young woman really was.
“Times up!”
“Shit! I was nearly there!” she exclaimed truthfully, a few moments more!”
“Let her, I want to see her do it,” Cindy said encouragingly.
“Yeah, me too,” Samantha added. “Go on Tracy, keep using it on her until she comes!”
I was hard as a rock, and it was an uncomfortable position to be in, not only for having to lay there as quietly as I was, but horny as hell, scared to some degree, and nervous in knowing that my own daughter was the one to help get this other young woman off.
“Just don’t cry out or anything if you do,” Tracy said, “All we need is for my father to come out here and catch us doing this!”
“Oh, he’d probably enjoy it if he did!” Danny stated.
Michelle laughed, “Wouldn’t bother me any if he did!”
“Well it would sure as hell bother me,” Tracy scolded her friend, “Now be quiet, or you can do it yourself…at home!”
There was indeed again silence, though not nearly as quiet as it had been, the sound of Michelle’s pleasured breathing could easily be heard around the entire circle, including myself.
“She’s really going to cum isn’t she?”
“Damn straight!” Danny told her, “and then, I have an idea for an entirely new game!” she added.
“What a surprise,” I heard one of the shyer girls comment. “And just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water.”
Once again, that brought another laugh, easing the sexual tension that could obviously be felt by everyone, though even that quickly died away as Michelle’s breathing became even more rapid, more harsh as she obviously neared orgasm.
“Oh yeah, fuck…don’t move it Tracy, right there, I’m almost there!” she announced. “That’s perfect, right there…right there, don’t…ah fuck, ah fuck…AH!”
I watched my daughter lean over and cup her hand over Michelle’s mouth as she came, silencing her pleasured delight, not quite stilling it, but muffling it enough so that Michelle choked down her own pleasured, surprised scream.
“Was it really THAT good?” someone else asked.
“Here, find out for yourself,” Cindy said handing her the toy.
“No wait,” Danny said snatching it away. “Like I said, I have a brand new game we’re gonna play, a new even naughtier version of spin the bottle. But first…everyone has to get naked!”
I honestly didn’t think that the other girls would so quickly go along with Danny’s comment, but to my surprise, they did. She’d been the leader of their squad, and now I could see why, it didn’t take much for any of them to not end up following their leader in whatever she might suggest in them doing, but I was a little surprised that my own daughter seemed to go along as willingly as the rest of them did.
“Remember the formation we did out on the field last year?”
“Yeah, the one we almost got in trouble over for doing afterwards?” Cindy stated reminding them all.
“Yeah, that one, well, we’re gonna do it again, here, one last time, naked,” she added with a grin, and pass the vibrator, the same way we passed the football, only this time, we keep going with the toy around the circle until everyone’s had an orgasm.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Yes she can,” Michelle quipped. “And I don’t want to be the only one here who was gusty enough to cum in front of the rest of you either. If we all do, then none of us can hold it over the heads of anyone else, so we do it, and it stays here, or only some of us do, and we deal with the fear of it getting out and everyone else hearing about it.”
There was again a brief discussion, but then finally Samantha asked the question that began the process and put an end to the debate. “Ok, how do we pair up?” she asked.
“Same way we did out on the field,” Danny told them, “Except this time we’re not passing a football between our knees to one another, this time…one of you holds it like a man’s cock, the other holds it between her legs until she cums, then she turns and does the same thing to the next person and so on, until we all have.”
“What if somebody tries to fake it?” I finally heard Carla asking.
“Maybe a lot of men can’t tell when a woman does, but we should certainly be able to! Or at least, I certainly can!” she added letting them all know with that mere statement that she’d personally be the judge of that too!
In all my years, I’d never once suspected a woman of ever faking an orgasm, at least not with me, and I almost laughed out loud when hearing it, just catching myself, and reminding myself in that instant that if I were to get caught, especially now, there really WOULD be hell to pay, which chased off the laugh almost immediately, replacing it with nervous, excited fear all over again.
Standing in their circle now, they began, they had placed all the candles they had in the middle, allowing them to see themselves, but again effectively allowing me to see them as they stood there, each one fully and totally naked, though I was somewhat relieved that my own naked daughter was somewhat shielded by one of the other girls, though when it did indeed eventually come to her turn, to both hold the toy, as well as half mount it, I couldn’t look away either.
Some came a lot quicker than others, perhaps because of the charged up sexual atmosphere, though I also wondered briefly if some might have tried faking it, though Danny as it turned out, became the “official” clit inspector or something, and “verified” as it were, that the girl was indeed at least wet as some form of acceptance that she actually had.
Others took a bit longer at it, but each one came, one by one as I lay there in the grass, not even realizing I had taken out my prick, stroking it up and down right along with the others as they all stood there masturbating one another until each one had been satisfied.
“Shit!” Michelle said moments later. “I really need to pee, badly. Every time I climax I have to pee shortly afterwards!”
Having heard that, I new damn well that I needed to get my ass back inside the house before anyone left or I could be easily caught out here in the open, not to mention I’d left the TV on, as well as the lights, and should someone see that, and find out I wasn’t there, or obviously in bed, that would most certainly raise some major suspicions.
Luckily, with the girls having tossed their clothing into a massive pile, it took a few moments for them to sort things out and allow me the time I needed to make my way back along the bushes, back to the alley, and then back inside the house. I decided to turn off the TV, as well as the lights and head off to the bedroom when I heard the sound of the sliding glass door in the kitchen. Frantically, I looked where I could go, caught in no-man’s land at the moment, then realized I was closer to the bathroom that anywhere else, and quickly ducked inside just as I heard footsteps round the corner and begin down the hall.
I forgot to lock the door however, though I was at least smart enough to be actually standing over the toilet as though I was peeing upon realizing I hadn’t, and hearing the knob being turned, the door opening.
“Oh! Sorry!” Michelle spoke having taken half a step into the room, finding me there as she did. She quickly closed the door, and I stood there for a moment longer, until I again realized I wasn’t peeing, and flushed instead. I took my time washing my hands, though I was also waiting for the excited flush in my face to go away somewhat, hoping she wouldn’t really see it in the light, and finally exited the bathroom. She was standing just outside patiently waiting for me.
“Sorry,” she said once again, “I had no idea…you’d made it back here already,” she stated, and then slipped inside the bathroom closing the door.
I stood for a moment digesting what she’d just said. “No way,” I thought to myself, “she must have meant something else, or been thinking something else.” Yet I found myself waiting for her, scared…but now needing to know, deciding to play ignorant, ask how things were going, strike up an innocent conversation with her, though how I could reasonably do so with her wearing the nearly transparent nightgown she had on was a mystery to me.
She didn’t seem at all surprised to see me standing there when she came out either.
“What time is it?” she asked.
“Ah, a little after midnight,” I said looking at my watch, feeling a lump in my throat, clearing it twice afterwards.
“Meet me by the swing, around two,” she said and began to walk off.
“I can’t…Michelle? I can’t…you know that I can’t.”
“Either that, or I go back and tell Tracy that I caught you spying on us,” she said with an almost malicious gleam in her eyes, and don’t think that I won’t either,” she added in a much firmer tone of voice. “Oh…and come naked.”
I stood there watching her go, the lump in my throat now a solid wall of fear and mixed excitement that had nearly turned me into petrified stone. I glanced at my watch once again, I’d been standing there nearly a full five minutes frozen in place, thankfully, none of the other girls had come in to use the bathroom. Finally finding my legs, I hurried down the hall, once again checking in on my wife. She was still sound asleep, still snoring away as I hoped she would be. All thought of being tired fleeing from me like a thief in the night as I went back down to the den, sitting there in the dark, and watched the hands on the clock slowly move forward. # I didn’t exactly go naked to the slaughter, choosing to at least wear a bathrobe just in case someone else woke up and saw me walking about. I wasn’t about to do so in the nude, not with a bunch of young women sleeping nearby anyway. And I knew which swing Michelle had been referring to, it was off to one side of the yard, away from the pool area where Susan and I often sat and swung in the swing after a hard day at work. It couldn’t have been a worse place for her to choose, but at least it was a much safer one, well away from where the rest of the girls were sleeping, or hopefully so anyway. I was also glad it was dark, though it was almost too dark to try and see much by, going more by feel on the rock path as I headed around the side-yard towards the swing. “Michelle? You there?” I barely spoke asking, almost wishing that she wouldn’t answer, but knowing full well that she would. “You know I am,” she said responding back as I finally began to make out the outline of the swing she was sitting in, though I also noticed upon doing so that she wasn’t alone either. “Michelle?” I asked once again, now looking at her, along with Danny who sat on one side, and Carla who sat on the other. “What the hell is this all about?” I said, forgetting and actually raising my voice, though mostly out of panic and fear more than anything else. “Told you,” she said coyly to her friends. “Like I said, he was there for most of the time, laying on the other side of the bushes, watching us. I spotted the gleam off his watch when the candle-light caught it, then kept an eye open to see if I saw it again, and did several times, especially when he was jerking himself off. Almost funny watching the glare off his watch bouncing up and down like that.” The other two just sat listening to her. “Now what?” I found myself asking. “The what, is me!” Michelle said standing up. “Please, Michelle!” I half begged, though looking now at the other two girls who were smiling almost as evilly as she was. “Don’t worry Frank, as long as you do what we ask, no one else will ever know, that’s a promise, the same one you’ll have to make me afterwards.” “Afterwards?” “Yeah, after we fuck. Come on Frank, don’t tell me you haven’t known that I’ve always wanted to do you, you know that I have, and I know that you’ve had thoughts about me too, especially the way we’ve flirted, things we’ve talked about, hinted back and forth to one another without coming out and actually saying it.” BIG mistake on my part. We had flirted some yes, but it wasn’t in any proportion to the way she was saying it was, though it was obvious the two other girls with her wouldn’t have believed me if I’d actually denied it, that we’d even flirted or talked a little was proof enough for the two of them. “And I thought I told you to come naked!” she said somewhat testily. I opened my robe, showing her that I was underneath it, though feeling ridiculously stupid in doing so, showing her along with the other two girls that I was far from being aroused as well. “Not much to look at, judging by that,” Danny quipped looking down, only furthering my own awkward and discomforting embarrassment. “Not yet,” Michelle smiled, “But I have seen pictures!” “You’ve what?” “Oh don’t worry, Tracy doesn’t know about them, and she certainly doesn’t know that I saw a few.” “How? When?’ “A while back, she asked me to get something for her out of the closet, I heard the crinkle in your jacket pocket, found the envelope where you obviously keep them, wouldn’t mind doing your wife either, but that’s for another time, you really should keep your dirty pictures in a safer place Frank, Tracy might actually find them! After all, I did!” I stood there dumbfounded, once again seemingly unable to move, though that’s exactly what she did as she approached me, her hand reaching out to grasp and fondle my very limp prick, waggling it purposely in front of the other two girls. “This might take a while,” she told them. “You two wanna help me here?” she asked. “Michelle, please,” I said once again. “Please what Frank? Please let me fuck you Michelle? You mean that kind of please don’t you Frank?” she asked as the other two girls took each of my hands and led me over towards the swing. “Sit down Frank, relax, you don’t have to lift a finger, unless you want to of course, maybe to play with our titties perhaps? Something along those lines? But even if you don’t, all you have to do is sit here and be a good boy…or rather a naughty boy I suppose, while we do all the work.” I had more emotions running through my head at that moment than ever before in my entire life. I was scared shitless on the one hand, angry on the other, nervous, paranoid, and confusedly excited too, especially as Michelle climbed up into my lap, stroking my rapidly stiffening cock that was doing so of its own accord, though having a beautifully young naked woman standing on each side of us didn’t help matters much, nor especially when Danny placed my hand against her pussy. “See how wet I am Frank? See how horny you’ve made me? Made us? I didn’t believe Michelle at first, but the more she told me, the more I did believe her, and of course, the hornier and hornier I got too!” Carla now did the same with my remaining free hand, placing it against her pussy too, though she merely smiled, even moaned some as I felt the press of her hand on mine, easing it up and down what was easily defined as a very juicy cunt. “Oh yeah, much, much better!” Michelle said, lifting herself, and then slipping down easily over my prick. “Don’t worry Frank, just sit there enjoy it, I’ll do all the nice slow fucking, you just relax, play with their cunts if you want, I sorta think they’d enjoy you doing that anyway, in fact, I insist that you do!” I may have in fact wished more than anything that I hadn’t allowed myself to get into this situation in the first place, but admittedly, the feel of her slick young cunt was bringing pleasure to my prick as she slid up and down it, and that soon had me moaning whether I wanted to or not.
“That’s it Frank, now you’re getting into it,” Michelle said moaning back. My fingers no longer held in place, began to explore, excite and pleasure each of the two girls who continued standing next to us. Both Danny’s as well as Carla’s cunts were equally as slick as Michelle’s as I sat fingering them, finding and then enjoying the feel of each of their hard little nubbins that caused both girls to sigh audibly as I sat there caressing them.
Moments later I felt Michelle liquefy, shuddering with pleasure as she came, then grow still collapsing against me.
“My turn!” Danny announced suddenly, “But I want it from behind!”
Grinning, Michelle slid off my prick, pulling me to my feet as she did so. Danny had walked around the backside of the swing, leaning over it, patiently waiting for me. It was useless to argue, my cock now rigid with desire, lust and need as I stepped around behind her, placing the head of my prick at the wet slick opening of her cunt and shoved.
“Oh!”
It had nearly taken the breath out of her when I slammed my prick deeply inside her in one thrust, but only for a moment as she began undulating herself back against me.
“Michelle, get down here and start licking my clit!”
That took me by surprise, but it was obviously not the first time she had done so either, happily positioning herself beneath us, she began licking and sucking at Danny’s cunt from below as I continued thrusting into her deliciously warm snatch from behind. Carla, who had stood off to one side watching this, now came over and began playing with Danny’s breasts, leaning over to suck, lick and caress them. Obviously, this wasn’t a first time for her either, though even if it was, the sexual excitement we were all feeling at that moment had overcome whatever inhibitions anyone might have had up until now.
“Oh yeah, that’s good, that’s really, really good!” Danny moaned deeply gyrating herself on my prick, as well as Michelle’s mouth as the two of us pleasured her. Carla’s cute pointed breasts beckoned to me as well, so I reached out capturing one with my hand, fingered the taut hard little nipple and heard her giggle with surprised pleasure.
“Oh yeah, pinch it too!” She urged me, “Pull on it and pinch it!”
I was a little amazed at myself, no where’s near orgasm, though I think the fear of being discovered, along with this bizarre type of blackmail had something to do with delaying my own climax, the feel of Danny’s equally tight cunt as I continued thrusting in and out of her with an even greater rapidity now, had her hovering on the edge of ecstasy.
“Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!” she moaned finally releasing, her sudden shudder, her head tossing back and forth from side to side alerted all of us that she was indeed in the throes of orgasmic pleasure, which is when the chain on one side of the swing broke, sending all of us to the ground in a surprised heap of naked writhing flesh.
“Shit! Shit! Shit!” I exclaimed, though reminding myself to keep my voice down even as I lay there looking at the swing that now dangled at an angle towards the ground. “How the fuck do I explain this?” I said aloud.
“Don’t worry, we’ll take the blame for it,” Michelle quickly said. Then came the second worry.
“What if someone heard us?” I asked truly worried now.
“Michelle, run back and see if anyone did, if anyone’s up or wondering where we are,” Danny told her. “Hurry!”
It seemed like it had taken forever, but Michelle was really only gone for a couple of minutes. She appeared out of the darkness like a Wraith, but she was smiling when her form took shape as she approached.
“Everyone’s still sound asleep, and everyone’s accounted for too!” She added, which was more for my benefit than anything else. Thankfully, being on the far opposite end of the property didn’t allow the sound of the swing breaking to alert anyone, and not that it had been all that noisy when it had, but it had certainly freaked me out, not to mention explaining why the swing had broken in the first place.
“Don’t worry about it Frank, like I said, we’ll take the blame for it if we have too,” Danny said. “Now, let’s finish up what we’ve started here before someone really does wake up and wonder where we are.”
Once again, I was no longer really aroused, and though my prick wasn’t fully deflated, it certainly wasn’t rock-hard either. “I really should get back inside,” I pleaded, “In case Susan wakes up and wonders about me.”
“Oh no you don’t,” both Danny and Michelle warned me, “We’re not quite done with you yet, besides, Carla hasn’t had her turn with you yet either!”
Once again I felt helpless in preventing this, it had already gone too far as it was.
“Ok, ok, but we can’t do this all night either,” I said. “Susan will be getting up in just a couple of hours in order to get ready for work.”
“Then we’d better hurry then hadn’t we?” Michelle once again grinned, pushing me down onto the grass. “Here Carla, suck on this until it’s all nice and hard again, then you can fuck him. Meanwhile, I’m going to sit on his face!”
Michelle quickly did just that, her wet pussy suddenly pressed against my mouth, and as she’d suggested, Carla’s lips and mouth soon licking and sucking my shaft, though the additional sensation of a second pair of lips soon joined hers, alerting me to the fact where Danny now was too.
Moments later I felt Carla sliding down on top of me, once again fully hard and erect as she began fucking me. Danny sat by her side, fingering and playing with her friend, occasionally playing with my balls simultaneously as I fucked her. Michelle continued to sit on my face while I licked her, sucking in her tiny precious clit between my lips, holding it, sucking it, and then flicking it rapidly with my tongue until she was panting like a dog, once again heading towards climax.
“Don’t cum in her Frank,” Danny told me, “You save that for us…all of us,” she said simply, “So let us know when you are.”
Once again, I wasn’t even sure if I could, or would for that matter, and though Carla’s young cunt felt just as nice as the others had, the nervous fear and anxiety I was still feeling kept the elusiveness of ecstasy far from me, at least for the moment.
Hearing Michelle’s muffled little cry of release triggered Carla’s own climax, which was a good thing, as I was suddenly teetering on the edge myself. I gave her only a moment more to enjoy her pleasures, and then announced that I was indeed almost there.
Michelle toppled off my face, spinning around to one side, just as Carla did on the other. Danny was the first one to grab my cock, jacking it and licking it as the two other girls quickly joined her. It felt like an Octopus had surrounded my shaft, so many hands and fingers probing, touching caressing, not to mention mouths and tongues that danced wildly about me as my orgasm finally began.
Even in the near total darkness, I could clearly see their faces, lifting myself up to rest on my elbows, watching, as my cock seemed to stiffen even more than it already was, the first spasm of pleasure already making its way up my shaft.
“Ahhh,” I moaned, watching the first major release as it exploded from my prick, catching the three girls by surprise momentarily, though they quickly recovered and delighted themselves in suddenly aiming, trying to spray one another with my ejaculations as they continued over and over again until I was finally drained and exhausted.
“Shit, I’m totally covered,” Danny said sitting up, her boobs drenched with little rivers of cum, her hair matted in places as was Michelle’s.
“A quick dip in the pool before we go back should fix that,” Danny told them.
I wasn’t about to comment on that, too tired to care at this point, and far too exhausted to do anything but lie there trying to collect myself.
“Not before the promise,” Michelle reminded them.
“Promise?” I said my mind still reeling from the intensity of my climax.
“Yeah, remember? Now you promise that not a single word of this will ever get out, not to your friends, or your buddies. If we ever hear anything, and with the things that happened tonight, we certainly would hear if anyone says anything, then we promise you…that your wife and daughter would also hear about it! Understood?”
I merely nodded my head.
“Ok then,” Danny said finally standing. “I seriously doubt we’ll ever see one another again, but at least it was memorable, and just so you know, you’re actually a pretty good fuck!” With that, she and the other two girls quietly disappeared into the night, though moments later I heard the gentle splash of water as they quickly slipped into the pool to rinse off.
I didn’t dare go the way they had, thus risking being discovered in the event anyone had heard them getting into the pool, this time going even the longer way around, past the front of the house, though looking up I was relieved to see no lights on in our bedroom. I soon entered via the alley, back through the garage and into the house, then carefully made my way upstairs, once again cautiously checking on my wife before slipping into bed next to her, where I lay for the longest time, listening for any tell-tail sounds of her being awake, though all she did was continue to snore in her deep gentle sleep.
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The alarm went off after what only seemed like minutes, but as I glanced at the clock, it was just after six. Susan finally woke and rolled out of bed, looking my way and seeing I was momentarily awake.
“Get much sleep?” She asked, “Girls keep you up all night?”
“No, not really,” I said “Not really lying to her, but not saying what I’d meant by that either.”
“Well I told Tracy that they needed to be up and gone before the day really gets started,” Susan said. “I’m sure she’ll have a bit of a mess to clean up anyway, and don’t you be the one to help her do it either,” she added.
“You don’t have to worry about that,” I said folding my head back into the pillow, “I’m going back to sleep for a few hours.”
#
When I woke again, it was quiet. Susan was already at work by now, and I was grateful that I couldn’t hear anything coming from outside either, which hopefully meant that all the girls had departed. I quickly made my way downstairs towards the kitchen, and then froze just inside the door, Tracy and Michelle were at the table eating breakfast.
“Morning daddy!” Tracy said smiling.
“Morning Tracy’s daddy!” Michelle added, using the same semi-affectionate name she’d always called me by when ever Tracy addressed me.
“Morning,” I said trying to still sound half-asleep, somewhat annoyed to find Michelle was still there. “Where’s everyone else?” I asked, half expecting some of them to come bursting through the door any moment now.
“They’re already gone,” Tracy said simply. “I promised mom that they would be.”
I tossed a single careful glance past my daughter towards where Michelle was sitting.
“She stayed to help me clean up the mess,” she explained. “Oh, and Michelle told me what happened out on the swing.”
I nearly poured the coffee over my hand when she said that. “What? What do you mean?”
“We sort of broke the swing last night,” Michelle finally said as though I was hearing it for the first time. “We couldn’t sleep, so Danny, Carla and I went out to sit in it, but I guess it couldn’t handle our combined weight.”
“I looked at it,” Tracy said apologetically, “It looks like just one of the chains snapped is all, nothing else seems to be broken.”
“And we’ll be glad to pay for any damages to fix it,” Michelle added with a careful wink.
“Ah no, that’s ok, I’m sure it’s something I’ll be able to easily fix myself.” I told them both. “And no sense telling your mother about it either,” I added. “No reason to get her upset over nothing.”
Tracy looked relieved, so I knew she wouldn’t say anything more about it, “And the yard?”
“All taken care of,” my daughter assured me.
I nodded, feigned a friendly smile, then walked out of the kitchen with my cup of fresh hot coffee and the newspaper, just like I usually did. But my knees almost gave out on me as I turned the corner, leaning against the wall momentarily to gather my wits about me and hopefully feel my heart slow back down.
“Wow, I thought he’d be a little more upset about the swing,” Tracy said in a half-whisper thinking there was no way I could hear her if I’d gone on down the hall to my den as I normally did. “I can’t believe you guys actually did what you did!” she then added, once again stopping my heart. “You should have woke me, I’d have enjoyed being there too you know!”
“Sorry Tracy, Carla said she tried to, but you were sound asleep, so she gave up rather than wake anyone else. Not sure any of the other girls, except for Cindy perhaps would have enjoyed watching the three of us going down on one another, or humping each other in the swing the way that we did.”
“Still…” Tracy said, and I could hear the pout in her tone of voice.
“I promise, I’ll make it up to you,” Michelle said, and I could just imagine the two of them sitting there sharing a brief intimate kiss, especially with the brief pause that followed, allowing them to do just that.
“Well, Danny did leave her toy behind for me to try, and I really would like to play with it again, though explore it a bit more thoroughly than we did out there. Just wish dad was still asleep,” she added with a slight giggle.
“Oh, I wouldn’t worry about your dad,” Michelle coaxed, “I’m sure he won’t bother either one of us as long as we’re quiet and careful,” she said giggling once again.
Tracy laughed with her, “My, aren’t we a couple of naughty girls!” she said, “Let’s go!”
I quickly disappeared down the hallway, finding my feet, rounding the corner, once again stopping as they came into the hall heading off in the opposite direction.
“By the way, I forgot to tell you,” Michelle stated. “I’ve decided to stay here for the rest of the summer before going back to school, want to take some time for myself.”
“Oh, well…at least you can still drop by the house and visit my folks, especially my dad, I think he really likes you,” she giggled once again as they walked. “I shouldn’t say this, but I think he might even have a little crush on you too,” she added.
“Well, I’ll tell you a little secret,” Michelle told my daughter. “I have a little bit of one for him too!”
They again laughed, heading up the stairs in a sudden hurry. I stood frozen in place, leaning up against the wall for a very, very long time.