"Jen! Ron!" Deb said in a state of extreme excitement, "Guess what! It's happened. Finally! Last night when Mum was out... well,... I'm in the club!"
Deb was showing us a short video on her uPhone: yep, her Dad was definitely giving her a good hard fucking. Timestamp: last night. So it was official, she had done it, she was in.
My heart kind of sank, "Oh, no," I thought, "Deb, too. Just like Ron! Why am I always last?" Don't get me wrong, I was really pleased for Deb. Her Dad was a great guy and it was fantastic she'd finally got his cock up her cunt. It was brilliant that she'd finally joined the club, but, the thing was, I still hadn't. Ron, short for Veronica I'd better state that early on, had been the first. That was OK because she had thought up the idea of a Daddy Fuck Club in the first place. Ron felt if you were lucky enough to be fucked by your Dad, it should be marked by something special. That something was membership to an exclusive club, with badges like the Girl Guides and all the fun social things that clubs have like newsletters and WotsFap groups. It was really a fun way to celebrate an important rite of passage that signified our official transition from girls into women via our daddies.
We all wanted our Dad's to fuck us, there was no coercion required. We'd found that out during a sleepover one night at mine. We were playing 'truth or dare'. It was becoming more raunchy and outrageous each round and one round, Ron, it had to be her, chose truth and told us her fantasy was to have her Dad give her a virginity-busting fuck. Ron was a few months younger than Deb and me; she had only turned eighteen a little while ago. Deb and I were a bit shocked to hear her say it out loud at first, but then Deb admitted she felt the same about her Dad and I confessed that I had the same desire, too. It's kinda funny to realise that I'd been thinking I was alone and perverted in wanting to ride my Dad's cock while at the same time, all my friends were feeling exactly the same way! What a goose I was. I think it's pretty obvious that it's a widespread, natural desire, almost every girl's dream. It's certainly much more common than I'd ever imagined it would be. Very natural when you stop to think about it.
Anyway, Deb had hosted a party for the end of semester at her place a few days ago. She and her Dad were at home alone as her Mum was out somewhere. After dinner she'd taken a shower but left the bathroom door open. Instead of looking through the spyhole at his naked daughter, her Dad could easily see Deb showering. Deb noticed that he walked past a few times and one time he was doing a fly-by, she stepped out of the shower and stood wet and naked in front of him. She "accidentally" dropped the towel she had pretended to pick up. He looked a little stunned with his mouth dumbly hanging open, Deb said and she noticed some movement in his PJ shorts.
Instead of picking up the towel, Deb walked over to him and put her arms around him, hugged him tight and kissed him, "it was really cool to let me have the party last week, Dad, both you and Mum were great," she'd said. "Now, let me say thank you."
Her Dad said nothing, maybe being kissed by your wet, naked eighteen year old daughter did that to Dads? Anyway, Deb knelt down in front of him and pulled his PJ shorts down to the ground. He didn't struggle. Deb had seen his cock a lot of times before, but never quite this close. It was nested sweetly in a nice soft mane of dark, bushy pelt. All very masculine. She said his dick wasn't hard but it wasn't soft either. Maybe it was a bit confused. Anyhow, she just took the thing in her hand and began to feel it. Her first cock. It was heavier than she expected. It was also soft and warm.
"Debbie-doo," her Dad said at last, "what are you doing? This is so wrong in every way. I could get into big trouble."
"Just saying thank you to my Daddy."
"What about your Mum?"
"I'll say thank you to her later."
"What in the hell has gotten into you?" he said as his cock got a little harder.
"Nothing yet," Deb said, "but I'm hoping that some Daddy cock will get into me soon."
Deb then took all of her Dad's semi-hard cock into her mouth and began to suck it. His "No, No, No," soon turned to "Yes, Yes, Yes," as his cock hardened, thickened and lengthened appreciably, Deb reported. Deb thinks it is amazing to feel a cock get hard in your mouth. I so want to try that with my Dad.
Anyway, after she had sucked his dick for while and he had shown her how to suck his hairy balls, they went to her bedroom. Her Dad stripped off and looked hot and randy. After he had given her cunt a good fingering and licked her clit, he had fucked her like a wild animal, Deb said. There wasn't a lot of foreplay, he was pretty much straight into it. He obviously couldn't wait to unload in her. But it was sexy and exciting. She took a video while he was preoccupied, reaming her pussy, as proof for the Daddy Fuck Club and as a memento of the occasion. It was so sweet when he called out, "Debbie-Debbie-doo," as he emptied his balls into his daughter, finally filling her with a gush of cum. Her Dad wants to fuck her all the time now, she says. Maybe they will have a weekend away. What a lucky girl, I thought.
So Deb was in the club now and I felt a bit of pressure on me, not from my friends, but from myself. What to do?
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Granddad had always been kind to me and I was closer to him than almost anyone else in the family or in the world, really. Granddad and Grandma had taken care of me a lot when I was young while my parents were working. They had bathed me, entertained me endlessly with books, taken me to the park to play on the slippery dips and merry-go-rounds and made me fly high in the swings by giving me countless pushes. I knew that they were proud of their grand-daughter because they liked to talk about my achievements to the other grandparents and adults who hung round at the park.
As I grew up, I found I could confide in Granddad. He always had my back, kept my secrets and supported me strongly in every situation. He was the perfect person to go to and ask for advice on what to do. And of course he knew my Dad really well. He was pretty young for a Granddad, in his fifties and he was still strong, fit and active. I had fantasies sometimes and occasionally he'd be in them instead of my Dad.
"How can I help my favourite grand-daughter?" he asked. "I can tell you're here for some help or advice, Jen."
I smiled. He knew me so intimately, it made talking with him easy.
"Granddad," I started, "I'm eighteen, now, and a virgin. I want to join a club, but to do that I have to have Dad fuck me. I've tried different things, a few times, but he doesn't seem interested in me. What can I do?"
I'm sure there were tears in my eyes even though I tried to be strong. Granddad wrapped his arms around me and cuddled me close. He kissed my head. I felt safe and loved.
"My poor baby," he consoled me. "You sure are in a pickle. I think that boy of mine must be an idiot not to want to fuck you, Jen."
"Thanks," I said, brightening up a little, "do you really think so, Granddad?" I looked at him through my tear-stained eyes. I was starting to feel hopeful for the first time in days.
"Yes, I do," he replied. "Tell me more about this club, though and who's in it and such. It sounds very interesting."
I told Granddad the details. He knew all my friends well and seemed pleased that Deb and Ron were involved.
"You're in good company, with those two horny spunks," he said still holding me close as his hands stroked down my hair, rubbed my back and massaged all over my bottom, it was very soothing. "You should bring those girls over some time, now that they're eighteen. It has been ages since I saw them in the flesh."
I promised I would and he looked at me with his wise blue eyes and held my body firmly against his for a long while before he spoke.
"Well, I think what you should do, Jen, is start a Granddad Fuck Club. It's all incest after all."
I tried to explain to him that we only wanted to fuck our Dads, not our old Granddads. Granddad kept putting up good counterarguments and I wasn't sure that I was convincing him. It was an awkward conversation as I am sure you can imagine and I didn't want to offend him or anything. I really loved my Granddad. We gave each other a friendly hug. I think I felt the familiar bulge in his pants, but, I'm not one hundred per cent sure.
"Hmm, oh, well Jen you sort of were getting my hopes up there," he said disappointed and with a wry laugh. "You know, I've always had fucking you on my bucket list."
"You have? Oh, gee, thanks Granddad. I'm sure that would be great, too, but, sorry, I didn't mean to give you the wrong idea."
"You know I've done a lot for you during your lifetime. Remember all the times I babysat you, looked after you when you were ill, took you to the park, read Bromley to you? I think maybe you kind of owe your Granddad a good fuck now that you are eighteen."
"I don't know Granddad. I don't want to be ungrateful or anything but I really just want to fuck my Dad right now."
Granddad stood up and undid the zip in his pants and released the bulge. He pulled his cock out and started pulling on it in front of me. I don't know why, probably a lack of experience on my part, but I thought Granddad's cock would be old and shrivelled and grey looking. It wasn't. It was manly: long and slender and had a beautiful dark pink bell-shaped head on the end. There was a big slit in it. That must be where he pissed from and shot his cum when he wanked. Right now, though, some clear sticky stuff was oozing out. I didn't know what the hell that was.