Reluctant Daddy

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This work of fiction is part of a series. If you did not already read the preceding episodes, please do that before starting this one. All of the chapters in this story have been submitted to Literotica. Generally, they release one each day.

There is NO incest in this story. However, a daughter sees her father naked and - for multiple brief moments - watches him having sex with her friends. If this is going to create problems for you, please try one of my other stories.

Random movie quote: "Cowabunga, dude!"

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~~~ Erin (cont'd) ~~~

Erin, the slender surfer-girl succubus climbed off of me, bent down, and sucked my dick into her mouth. I swear her tongue was forked - the way it wrapped around my cock and stroked me. She giggled when I told her that.

She stood and helped me to my feet. We walked, hand-in-hand, through the house and emerged onto the patio to find the rest of the girls - including my daughter - frolicking in the pool.

Erin giggled and pushed me forward as the others begged for me to join them.

Nothing will make your cock harder than a bevy of gorgeous, naked nymphs begging for you to join their playful festivities. I looked at my little girl. She was giggling, watching the joyful faces of her friends. I spun as I reached the edge of the pool, grabbing the demoness/angel, to pull her in with me. She shrieked in laughter. I made sure she quickly returned to the surface - if sputtering at me. She lurched forward to bite at my face but I dodged the attack. Her legs circled my waist and one of her hands sought to torture my cock.

"Angel," I moaned.

I closed my eyes. She dropped from my waist, propelled herself back beneath the surface, and sucked my dick down her throat, swallowing around my intruding prick multiple times in succession - milking my ragged rod.

I grabbed for her long hair - to pull her up - but she'd already emerged and her lips touched mine - setting off bolts of electricity once again.

"You are wicked, Angel," I purred at her.

She giggled and swam away. I opened my eyes to see her taut ass gliding through the water. The blonde sun-bleached highlights in her light brown hair always made me think of a surfer girl. Her chest wasn't over-large but she was one tight little package - and extremely sexy.

Where Lauren seemed really solid to me, Erin was a free-spirit - a nymph. She was definitely sexy as hell and she'd absolutely destroyed me with her body and her lips.

We played in the pool until it was dinner time.

~~~ Dinner ~~~

The girls brought me a "Kiss the Cook" apron and then took turns interrupting my work at the grill by pestering me with their lewd requests.

The requests ranged from a quick peck on the lips - to brief oral stimulation under my apron - to raising my apron to rub their coochie against my constantly-rigid cock - to draping my apron over my cock so that they could bend over and rub their tight little asses against me.

Sara finally emerged from the kitchen to find out what the hold-up was. When she saw their antics, she sent them fleeing with a flyswatter in her hand - aimed at their taut little tushies. They cackled in laughter as they fled from the wrath of "mama bear" as they had nicknamed her.

I sat at the head of our huge dinner table, looking over the spread, and admiring the buffet of boobies arrayed in front of me. When they figured out what I was looking at, they each tried a different ploy to get me to focus on their chest alone. I fooled them all - I eye-fucked every breast in the place - well - other than my daughter's. Thankfully, she remained clothed the whole weekend.

I was pretty sure that I could ignore how she looked, if I accidentally saw her naked body - but I was better off not being tempted. She was firmly set in her role of getting me laid as often as possible and getting her friends the DILF fucking they wanted just as frequently.

I didn't stuff myself but I ate well - making sure I'd have enough strength to get through the night - with whatever plans the girls had made for Round 2. I was certain that I'd heard plans to make sure I fucked each of them at least once a day. There were still several hours of Saturday left to go - and we still had Sunday and the holiday to occupy ourselves as well.

"The baked potato was perfect, sweetheart," I told my little girl.

"Thanks," she said, smiling. "I had to Google the time and temperature," she admitted.

I laughed and said, "I usually do, too. Your mom always had that stuff memorized. My brain is too crammed with other things."

"I'd liked to cram something in my brain," Meghan giggled.

"That's not your brain, Blondie," Carla said, laughing, "that's your cunt."

"Oh! Yeah!" Meghan said, giggling again.

Sara cleared her throat. All of the girls looked at her. I snuck one more long look at their bare chests.

"For Round 2, we're going to reverse the order."

"What?!" Meghan complained.

Sara added, "Erin had to wait all day for the rest of you to finish with him. She starts the next round."

Erin was politely quiet. Meghan was the only one who verbalized her displeasure (although I saw several frustrated looks) but the outburst passed quickly and then everybody silently agreed that Sara's proposal was fair.

"We'll have about 15 hours of daylight on Sunday," Sara continued. "If we let Erin start tonight, that leaves three hours each for the rest of you tomorrow. We'll try to flex around meals - otherwise I suggest you eat fast and then get busy."

I was still getting used to the idea of my little girl whoring me out to her friends. I mean, it fit well within everything she and I had talked about - her trying to get me to date for the last several years - but it was still bizarre.

"Honestly," I said, drawing their eyes to me. "I barely survived today with you little demons. I'm really not sure how I'm supposed to survive a 3-hour onslaught from each of you. I'll be a lifeless husk before the day is over."

"Oh, woe is me!" Meghan called out, placing the back of her hand to her forehead dramatically and pretending to swoon. "These terrible girls are going to fuck me to death!"

Peals of laughter rang through the room.

"It's too early for Erin to start her turn," Lauren said. "We should play a game."

She jumped up, raced to the game cabinet and returned with a box held behind her back - and a massive grin on her face. I absolutely loved her smile. It was so infectious. When she was beside the couch, she pulled the game out from behind her back to show the group. Cat calls, wolf whistles, and cackles of laughter reigned. She'd picked "Twister".

"I'll spin and call," Sara volunteered.

"I think I'm just gonna watch," I said, as Lauren and Meghan bent over, wiggling their bare asses, as they spread out the playing mat on the floor.

"Oh, no, you don't!" seven lusty lifeguards cried out in unison.

For the next hour, we played Naked Twister. Sara made a rule that - every time she called out the girl's dominant hand as the body part that needed to change colors - the girl got five seconds to grope me - but could only move that hand. You'd be surprised how close to cumming you can get with five seconds of an 18-year-old cutie reaching down your chest or under your balls to stroke your cock. I swear I was edging for an hour straight.

The next game we played was Uno. The twist for this game was that whoever had won the previous hand got to sit on my cock for the next round. They were not allowed to bounce up and down - but they could twist and stretch and writhe all they wanted. It was torture. My cock was just deep enough inside of them that all of the stimulation seemed to center on the head of my penis.

The last game was, basically, a game of Spin the Bottle. They used a deck of cards. They shuffled them all and dealt them out evenly among the six of them - leaving four mystery cards at the end. Each turn, the girls flipped over their cards. High card sucked my dick for five seconds - with Sara running the timer. I made it through eight rounds - with two tie-breakers - before Lauren took me all of the way down her throat, swallowed over and over, and I grabbed her face as I exploded down her esophagus - filling her belly. The other girls moaned, and then cheered, and then collapsed into giggles as I fell back onto the floor, spent.

Sara came over and pulled me to my feet.

"On the couch, Daddy," she ordered. "Each of the girls can have five minutes to say 'good-night' and then I'm sending you off to bed with Erin."

"Can I go first for this?" Meghan asked.

Sara thought for a second and then agreed - that would put Erin at the end of the queue again - which would be the start of her turn for Round 2. The others were happy with that decision.

Meghan spent the first two minutes of her turn sucking my dick until I was hard enough for her to mount my lap again. She spent her remaining time telling me that she loved me and hoped that she was already pregnant and that she was sorry for not talking to me about it before she'd taken my load into her unprotected pussy. I assured her that I had loved it and that I was secretly hopeful that I'd knocked her up as well.

(I was... kind of.)

Zoey was next. She slid onto my cock and begged me to suck her tight little nipples. She came quickly and then made out with me to finish out her time.

Carla mounted up and begged me to suck her fat nipples and breasts. She didn't cum but I nearly did - her cunt goes crazy when you suck her teats.

Lauren took my cock much more easily this time. She was still wonderfully tight. Her smile lit up the room. We made out the whole time. She never moved her cunt on or against me - but she felt amazing. I told her so.

Rose spent her five minutes sucking my neck - trying to give me a hickey - while her tight twat worked over my aching cock. I was sure I wouldn't be able to cum again but she definitely had me hard enough to try.

Erin came over and took my hand, raising me to my feet. A chorus of "good-nights" called out to me. At the entrance to the hallway, my little girl was waiting. Erin released my hand as Sara opened her arms and stepped up to embrace me.

"I love you, sweetheart," I told her.

"Be good to Erin, Daddy," she said, her head pressed into my chest as she hugged me tightly.

"She's pure evil," I complained. "Do you realize what you've gotten me into?"

Sara pulled back and looked at my face. When she saw the twinkle in my eye, she laughed.

"Goodnight, Daddy," she said, kissing my cheek.

"Goodnight, honey," I told her, "sleep tight."

She laughed out loud and said, "You too, Daddy. You too!"

I groaned. Sara had managed to nail me with her own Dad joke.

~~~ Recollection ~~~

I had watched my share of porn over the last few years. I may not have dated after my wife passed - but that didn't mean I didn't take care of things. Oh - I had gone for a couple months without - feeling guilty for even thinking about it. However, one explosive wet-dream - with my wife as the subject of my climactic end - told me that denying myself would just end up with me waking up with messy sheets and boxers.

For the next few weeks, I found one of her pictures and took care of things while I looked at her face. I eventually decided that was weird. After that, I used porn for the job - or pictured a woman I knew - as I took things "in hand".

I'm embarrassed to admit that I'd fantasized about more than a couple of my daughter's friends while masturbating. That was the biggest reason that I'd intended to stay at the hotel this weekend. I could hide what I was doing - or secret myself away from them - when there was only one visitor in the house. With a house filled with titillating young flesh, I had known that would be nearly impossible.

As I passed down the hall, holding the little surfer girl's hand in my own, I thought of all of the sexual positions I'd love to try - with her - as well as with the others.

~~~ Erin ~~~

"What are you thinking about?" she asked, breaking into my revelry.

I snort-laughed.

"What?" she asked, smirking.

"Sex positions," I admitted.

"I've got one I've been wanting to try," the little minx said, grinning.

"Okay," I said.

I went to the bathroom and took care of the necessities - and then met Erin at the bed. She directed me towards the middle - closer to the headboard. When she finally got me the way she wanted me - and had my cock buried deeper inside of her than I thought I'd ever been in any pussy before - I had to admit that I liked it. The position was almost vulgar and Erin was fucking me aggressively. I was helpless - and as hard as iron.

She curled me up like she was going to fuck me Amazon style but said she wanted to watch my face. I was lying with my shoulders on the mattress, supporting my lower back with my arms - my feet raised in the air, high above my head. She stepped between my up-raised thighs like she was climbing onto a bicycle. She tucked my prick into her entrance and dropped onto my taint hard - like a boulder. My back twinged - but her cunt felt amazing. When she flexed her thighs to lift herself up, her twat tightened like a vice and I moaned as her push upwards felt like she was milking my penis with her whole vagina. Again and again she repeated this.

I had an amazing view of my dick spreading her tightly-stretched pussy lips as I penetrated her. I could also see her taut little ass tensing each time she lifted herself up. Erin was a fucking fox and this position gave me a wonderful view of her tremendous assets. At the same time, it gave all control to her. I was simply a fuck-puppet. It was amazing.

I groaned and moaned and cursed - and pleaded for her to fuck me harder and faster. She took up the role of demoness easily and she used her tight little body to make me beg for release. Somehow, she held her own climax in reserve. When my eruption finally came, she settled herself onto my exploding cock and moaned and writhed as she felt wave after wave of my jizz fountaining inside of her. Then she wrenched herself around on my prick for a few seconds and gave a primal cry of victory as she finally allowed her orgasm to tumble over her. I felt like I might cum a second time as I endured the clasping and pulsing of her slender vagina as her climax wracked her body.

She climbed off of me, shoved my legs over, toppling me to the mattress, and then lay in front of me, causing me to spoon in behind her. She pulled my arms around her amazing little body and snuggled close. She pulled the blankets over us and relaxed her breathing. I was asleep in seconds.

~~~ Sunday Morning ~~~

I fully expected the adorable little succubus to wake me up with sex - but she let me sleep until Sara called us to breakfast - and then kissed me awake.

"I've got to tell you, Angel," I said softly, as we held each other and looked into each other's faces after making out. "I don't think I've ever cum so hard in my life as I did last night. My back is still complaining but you literally fucked the hell out of me and I wanted you to know that I loved every second of it."

She giggled and gave me a peck on the lips.

"Come on, you two," Sara called from the doorway. "I've got five girls that are very anxious for their next turn."

I'd hoped to grab Erin's ass as she got up - but she was too quick - and my daughter was channeling the spirit of a prison guard. Sara quirked an eyebrow at me as I pulled on a pair of boxers to head to the dining room.

"What the fuck?!" Meghan yelled, as I came into view, clothed.

"I'm not sure my little girl should see her father running around the house naked," I responded.

"It's not like I don't know you're fucking my friends, Daddy," Sara said. "I helped arrange this after all."

"Still," I replied. "I'm not sure it's entirely appropriate to be waving my dick around in front of you all of the time."

Sara shrugged.

Soon, we were all eating - and the comments about me being over-dressed dissipated.

~~~ Rose ~~~

As soon as she saw that I had finished eating, Rose grabbed my hand and dragged me down the hall. She was like a drill instructor - ordering morning calisthenics. I did sit-ups, push-ups, and jumping-jacks. She even made me run in place for three minutes. The only positive side was that she did all of this with me. Even though she was not well endowed on top, my cock was as hard as steel from watching her do jumping jacks as she faced me. She only stopped the exercises after she came over, swiped a finger under my armpit, and decided that I was sweaty enough.

At that point, the libidinous brunette had me fuck her in every position she could think of. I held her in my arms and fucked her against the wall. She laid flat on the bed, face-down, and I covered her body with my own and fucked her from behind. She had me sit at the head of the bed with my feet on the mattress and my knees in the air. She had me put my hands behind my head. She sat in my lap and writhed on me as she kissed the hell out of me - occasionally leaning left or right to bury her nose in my armpit before moaning and grinding her cunt around on my cock.

She was like a housecat on catnip. She was mewling and purring and writhing and grinding and moaning - and I warned her that I was getting close. We were wrapped together in a tight ball and I was beginning to smell my own sweat - but the aggressive ferality of her love-making had my heart racing, my balls working overtime, and my cock as hard as diamonds.

I had never had sex like this before - nearly curled into a fetal position - with the other person's body intertwined with my own - but this felt right - at least with Rose. She buried her nose in my left armpit and her vagina clenched and her body trembled. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly - still allowing her to fill her nose with my tangy scent.

She pulled her face from my armpit, bit my jaw, and said, "Fuck me hard and fill me."

I didn't need any further instructions. I moved my feet apart and rolled her, backwards, onto her back and shoulders in the center of my mattress. I was curled around her like an egg-shell. Her pussy was pointed into the air and I set my feet on the mattress beside her back and hips. I raised myself up until just the crown of my cock was within her and then I drove into her like a drilling-rig. The bed shook as I slammed into her. Her mewling and pleading got louder and I raised myself up and pounded into her again.

I had only slammed into her a half-dozen times before she came again - and when she did, it was the end of me. Still wrapped around her like a cocoon, I buried my cock in her until my balls were mashed between our bodies - and then I unloaded rope after rope of wriggling slippery sperm as deeply inside of her as I could reach.

When we could both breathe again, she said, "Keep holding me like this. I love this so much. I've never felt so perfect."

I had to admit that - as badly as my body was complaining - I felt pretty good too. Her tight cunt was still spasming up and down the length of my cock - and that felt fucking amazing as well.

After several minutes, she told me that we could unravel. I sprawled onto the bedsheets and took a full, deep, breath of air into my lungs.

"Cuddle with me for a bit and then I should probably clean you up before Lauren has her turn," she said.

She glanced at her phone, checking the time, and then we snuggled together and just enjoyed each other's company and caresses.

After about a half-hour, we moved to the shower. We kissed some more as we scrubbed each other clean. Rose dramatically complained that all of my good smells were being washed down the shower drain.

Once we were clean, I leaned her against the shower wall, dropped to my knees between her thighs and ate her out until she came again. Her hands twisted and pulled at my hair as her orgasm claimed her. When she was done, she pulled me up for kisses - getting a taste of herself on my lips. My cock was hard again and she giggled when she felt it bump against her.