Two Girls for Each Daddy

You guys requested this, so here you go! All characters are fictional, and are of age. If subjects like incest, questionable use of aphrodisiacs, lesbian sex, some slight reluctance, daughter swapping or teen pregnancy bother you then this story is not for you.

Otherwise I hope you enjoy it, and please vote down below -- which of the girls, if either, get pregnant? The outcome is up to you, so cast your vote in the comments!

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Fred and Juan were neighbors, the two middle-aged men both raising their eighteen-year-old daughters alone. They had known each other for years, Juan a widower and Fred a divorcee, but though their daughters Cloe and Vanessa were best friends the men hadn't become buddies until they ran into each other at the Blue Lagoon Gentleman's Club.

That was where, in a specialty-themed room they both frequented, they found out that they each harbored a taboo, all-consuming daddy-daughter fetish. Though awkward at first to run into their neighbor it was refreshing to find a kindred spirit, someone they could openly discuss their deepest, darkest kink with, and over the course of a few months they hatched a plan to fulfill their fantasies.

Vanessa, Juan's daughter, was a social butterfly of a cheerleader with huge tits and wide hips, the opposite of Fred's nerdy, shy, tiny Cloe, but both high school seniors were sweet beauties who unknowingly kept their daddies up at night with naughty fantasies about them. The plan was simple: the four of them would have dinner together now that it was summer break, and Fred would slip a dose of powerful aphrodisiac into the girl's drinks. When it began to affect the teens the men would put the next phase of their plan into motion, and if they were careful then they would get to experience what they wanted most.

The following Friday came around, the girls suspecting nothing as they each drank a glass of

special

lemonade. By the time dinner was wrapped up the teens were extremely aroused, two sets of perky nipples clearly visible through their clothing as the drug kicked in, and poor Cloe was practically trembling with her need to be touched. Fred casually suggested a movie, Juan backing up the idea despite the girl's protest. The teens -- who could barely keep their hands off of each other -- would rather have snuck upstairs to sixty-nine, something the best friends did quite often, but then Juan pulled out the ultimate guilt-trip card.

"

Mija

, this is your last month before you graduate and then work all summer! Give your old man a little time...you know you're my everything, right?"

Vanessa rolled her eyes, hands on her hips even as a smile spread across her face. There was no malice behind the bratty act; she loved her father, and wanted him to be happy, so finally a nod signaled her defeat. She just hoped that she could keep her lust at bay long enough to get through what would probably be a very stupid, very boring, comedy movie that the fathers both seemed fond of.

"Fine,

Papi

, but only because I love you!"

Soon the four of them were in the living room with the girls seated next to their friend's father, the sofa barely big enough to hold them all. As the opening credits rolled Cloe tried not to wiggle, the teen all too aware of how warm her outer thighs felt from being sandwiched between Vanessa and Juan's legs, and for almost fifteen minutes Fred pretended not to realize he had

'accidently'

put in a cheesy porn film. When the woman on screen began giving the pizza delivery guy a blowjob because she was out of money Vanessa gasped, turning to her father with shock-widened eyes.

"What in Hell!?

Papi

, turn this shit off!"

The men played dumb, treating it as if it were just a funny accident; both of them laughed as Juan called Fred a moron, and they teased Vanessa for being so prudish. Cloe, however, hadn't said a word, her gaze glued to the TV as her breathing became more rapid. While Vanessa was still protesting she gently rested her hand on her best friend, a puppy-dog pout adorning her lips as she squeezed Vanessa's thigh.

"Nessa, it's fine! We're big girls now, and it's not like we haven't watched stuff like this before. Don't be mad, I'm sure Daddy didn't mean to."

Their eyes locked, a cute blush coloring Cloe's cheeks, and a silent agreement to fuck later passed between the horny teens. Vanessa had been wanting to ask Cloe out for the last year, but with the looming college application deadline preoccupying so much of their time there never seemed to be a good opportunity. She knew that the movie would only serve to excite them even more, the bisexual girls equally attracted to both actors in the film, so with a mock

hummph

Vanessa settled back against the couch, arms crossing over her chest in a fake pout to emphasize her point.

The teens were so wet, so aroused, that neither actually wanted the porno off. Within a few moments they were engrossed in the video, the drug's inhibition blockers kicking in to make the situation immensely less awkward than it ever would have been under normal circumstances. Their distraction allowed the men to lean back and share a silent nod behind their girl's heads: if all went well they would each fuck the other's daughter first, and then -- once a second dose of aphrodisiac had been administered -- they would swap while their blindfolded daughters were none the wiser.

It was going to be a fun night.

Slowly, with the patience of a wolf hunting its prey, the fathers each bagan to run their fingertips along the leg of the girl next to them, being sure to give time between caresses, and their luck held as Cloe and Vanessa failed to catch that the repetitive contact was intentional. Soon the men suggested blankets, citing the blasting AC as being too chilling, and like true gentlemen each offered to share with the girl next to them. Fred covered Vanessa's lap up, Juan doing the same to Cloe, and the girls were fine with it as long as it meant they could keep watching the hot guy on screen as he shoved his cock down the willing throat of the sexy woman sucking him off.

Minutes ticked by, the fathers ensuring that the girls remained transfixed on the movie, and as both teens continued to wiggle with subconscious arousal the next part of the plan was enacted. Fred knew -- thanks to his job as a pharmacist -- that the aphrodisiac he had stolen from work would loosen them up, allowing inhibitions to become almost non-existent, so in tandem the men slid their hand beneath the blanket over to the crotch of their friend's daughter. As if in a porno of their own both girls froze, their bodies going rigid as protests bubbled up in them; yet when large, experienced fingers began to massage their wet little pussies they didn't feel the need to say a word after all.

It didn't take long until it had become extremely obvious what was happening. Like horney teens at the back of a movie theater both girls gave into their lust, the pleasure they were receiving from the erotic exhibitionism warring with their sense of what should be socially acceptable. The room quickly began to fill with gasps and moans as panties were pulled aside, excited fingers sliding deep into hot, needy little cunts, but no one made a peep of protest. Instead the chorus of feminine arousal ensnared all participants, the erotic web of sights, feelings and sounds causing the men to become rock-hard.

There was no point in pretending anything else was going on, no need to try and hide the obvious truth; the aphrodisiac was doing its job, the girls so lost in the sensations their bodies had been craving that at this point they weren't able to care where the pleasure was coming from. As Cloe's first orgasm of the night approached she reached for Vanessa's hand, leaning her forehead against her best friend's shoulder. They were lost in a world of their own, young bodies overwhelmed with searing, electric tingles as the drug altered their brain chemistry, and it just felt right --

normal

, even -- to be engaging together in a group sexual act with their fathers.

"Nessa, I'm, I'm gonna..."

Cloe began quaking, a cute mewl slipping from her lips as she tossed her head back. Her blonde pigtails bounced with the rhythm of Juan's fingers, his daughter's fingers lacing through Cloe's, and they both supported her as she climaxed. Seeing his baby girl cumming from his friend's touch sent Fred into a frenzy, his momentum increasing as he fingered Vanessa even harder, and with each move he pretended it was Cloe he was touching. The whole situation felt like an incredible dream, one he never wanted to wake up from, and he reminded himself that -- if all went accordingly -- he would soon be fucking his own daughter.

Vanessa came mere moments later, a sharp wail filling their ears as her fingers squeezed Cloe's. She continued to ride Fred's hand, hips bucking wildly, but it was Cloe's lips she captured in a passionate kiss. Juan had kept his fingers buried in Cloe, unwilling to remove them from the tightest cunt he had ever felt, and as he watched his daughter cum he felt his cock twitching demandingly. He was going to enjoy fucking Fred's daughter, no question, but the moment they would swap girls was what he longed for more than anything.

When Vanessa came down from her climax, the teens not wanting to break their kiss, they both felt the slippery stretch of fingers sliding out of them. Vanessa's clit was aching for attention, her libido on overdrive, and all she could think about was getting Cloe's head between her legs. That wasn't in the cards, however -- by now the fathers didn't try to keep their intentions hidden, Juan reaching down to grasp Cloe's arm so he could pull her to her feet, and the sight of hard cocks straining against the men's pants made their intentions very clear.

Juan began tugging Cloe forward, the girl nearly falling off balance, and she shook her foggy head to try and sharpen her focus. That did nothing, however; all she could think about was sex, her legs trembling as desire jolted through her overstimulated nerves. Vanessa was the one she wanted, not Juan, but she didn't know how to voice her wants. The whole situation was surreal, everything about it foreign, yet she still couldn't find the courage to speak up and tell the other girl how she felt. It was easier to let the older man take control, and as he smacked her rear she began to move forward automatically.

"Come on,

chica

, let's get your cute little ass upstairs."

He began leading Cloe to her bedroom, and with wide, panicked eyes she turned her head back towards her father. He was bent over, his mouth pressed hotly to Vanessa's where his daughter's lips had just been, and there was no salvation there for her. Seeing the two girls kiss, something they had clearly done before, only made the men's dicks ache even more; Fred was impatient to continue, his attention focused solely on the girl he'd be fucking first.

"Daddy...?"

Cloe's hesitant question made him look up as he pulled Vanessa to her feet, and he knew exactly what Cloe was asking for. She wanted her father to intervene, to stop Juan from ravaging her wet, tight, inexperienced little pussy, but that wasn't the plan. Fred leveled his gaze at her, the same no-nonsense look plastered on it that she had obeyed her entire life, and his tone was unyielding.

"Be a good girl for Juan, sweetie. We're all really wound up right now, so I need you to go help him out while Vanessa helps me."

The words sounded innocent, so simple and pure; it was stated as if the girls were the most well-behaved daughters in the world, yet their meaning was so naughty that Vanessa felt her cunt grow even wetter. A moment later Juan and Cloe disappeared, leaving Fred to pull a willing, eager Vanessa towards his first-floor master bedroom. He already knew she got around, so he fully planned on being fairly distant with the teen -- she was just a means to an end, not his precious baby girl whom he would give so much more attention to.

Vanessa's cunt was a free-use hole for the school's athletes, but he was going to do the one thing that she had been so careful to not let any boy experience: he was going to fuck her without a condom on. Juan would do the same to Cloe, and that was why, when they swapped halfway through, the girls would think it was their neighbor who had knocked them up rather than their own father if either found themselves pregnant. As soon as Vanessa began undressing Fred took out a blindfold, coming up behind the teen and wrapping it over her eyes. Her pulse sped up, a sultry grin parting her lips.

"Oh, Mr. Swanson, you're kinkier than I thought!"

Vanessa's voice was high-pitched and flirty, the cheerleader delighting in every second of their interactions -- she had long thought Cloe's dad was sexy, the older man in excellent shape for his age, and finally getting the chance to fuck him was a dream come true. To her delight he reached down, roughly grabbing her large tits and fondling the supple, perky mounds. She would rather have had Cloe sucking on her nipples, but Fred was a decent consolation prize. She was jealous of her father, though: knowing that he was taking Cloe upstairs to fuck the girl she had a crush on was annoying, but at least she'd get something out of it.

"You have no idea just how kinky I am, sweetheart. I've been dying for some teen pussy, and I'm going to pound you until you can't walk straight."

His heated promise sent a shiver up her spine, Vanessa groaning as her nipples were roughly pinched. Reluctantly Fred's hands withdrew, followed by the sound of his belt being fumbled with, and he quickly stripped. He glanced at the clock, keeping an eye on the time, and he knew he had about fifteen minutes with her before their planned time to swap. Fred wasn't going to waste a second of it -- her mouth was appealing, the porno making him ache for a blowjob, but he had another goal. As much as he wanted to take his time, to savor the pleasures he suspected Vanessa's experienced holes could provide, the aphrodisiac wouldn't last forever.

Without preamble he shoved the blindfolded girl forward, Vanessa shrieking in surprise as she stumbled towards the king-sized bed. She landed in an unceremonious heap, the teen's hands patting the sheets to try and get a sense of her surroundings, but she didn't piece together much before she felt the mattress dip behind her. Rough hands, calloused from years of house renovations and yard work, gripped her hips, pulling the girl onto her knees so that her pink, wet cunt was on full display. Vanessa gasped as she felt the engorged head of Fred's thick, long cock rubbing up and down her labia, the tip getting coated in pussy juice as he teased her.

He had a burning question, one that hadn't left his mind since he saw how familiarly intimate the girls were, and he hoped she'd be willing to provide some answers.

"So, how long have you been fucking my little Cloe?"

Their kiss downstairs had been far too comfortable, even with the spiked drinks in effect, so there was no doubt they had done that before. He knew it was common for girls to experiment and play around, especially during sleepovers as they got older, and the mental image of Vanessa and Cloe -- naked cunts grinding together as they made out in bed -- had him on the verge of cumming already. Vanessa didn't hesitate, her reply clear as she thrust her hips back to try and impale herself on his dick.

"I first kissed her when we were twelve, but I didn't fuck her until we were eighteen."

Ah, so only a couple of months ago then. He wanted more information, more mental images for his masturbation fantasy collection, so he probed a bit deeper.

"I bet you're the dominant one, huh?"

Vanessa nodded, arching her back with a groan as the first two inches of Fred's cock sunk into her. He was holding her in place, fingers digging into her hips hard enough to leave a bruise, but thanks to the aphrodisiac it didn't matter.

"Yeah, I am."

He gave her ass an unexpected whack, watching the tan globe jiggle. He wanted a better response than that,

dammit

, and she was going to give it.

"Tell me more. What do you like doing to her, huh? Do you make her eat out your cunt, or maybe you scissor her until she cums from her pussy rubbing all over yours?"

Vanessa didn't understand why Fred was so interested in hearing about his daughter's sex life, a topic most parents would shy away from when in the middle of their own intercourse, but with how abnormally good -- how aroused and carefree she felt -- she didn't think to display any concern or care. If he wanted details, and it kept him happy while he thrust into her, then so be it. Vanessa tried to think, to focus on how it felt when she made love to her sweet little Cloe, and as she imagined her best friend she felt the tinglings of another orgasm building up within her.

"I have a strapon, and I love fucking her with it! She always gets so hot when I tease her first, and she loves being told what to do. She's a natural submissive, and she hasn't been with a guy before but I made her loan her tongue out to half the cheerleading squad."

Oh,

shit

.

That was the hottest thing Fred had ever heard, his body responding with a forceful thrust as he sheathed himself fully in the teen. He began pounding, the girl screaming in ecstasy as she was roughly taken. Vanessa had made his daughter be a cheerleading team's fuck-toy? That was so sexy, so erotic, that he had to draw jagged breaths to remain focused. He wished he could have seen it, could have watched as her cute mouth serviced a dozen hot, popular girls, and soon he had to slow his thrusts. He was on the verge of cumming, his cock swelling as he pumped into Vanessa with quick, controlled strokes, and he groaned as he felt her wet cunt clamp down around him.

He only had one question left, one more thing he desperately wanted to know.

"Did you take her virginity?"

Vanessa, blindfolded and pliant beneath him, shuddered as she came, the cock filling her bringing her to a shattering orgasm as her pussy clenched wantonly.

"

Yesssssss!

"

Her answer was more of a hiss, her arms giving out as she fell face-first into the mattress. Fred pulled out before he could climax -- a close call -- and another glance at the clock told him he had about three minutes left. Much to his cock's protest he quickly slid off the bed, and seconds later he was by her side with a fistful of luscious, bouncing locks acting as a rein to guide Vanessa's lips to his tip. She sucked her own juices off of him, her expert tongue working his shaft, and when it hit fifteen minutes he pulled out of her mouth.

She looked incredible, her body akin to that of a curvaceous goddess, and an altered version of their plan began forming in his mind. He would still switch with Juan, but just maybe...Fred reached down, gripping Vanessa's chin and tilting it up towards him.

"I'm going to go get us some water so we stay hydrated. When I come back we'll drink, and then I'll keep fucking you like the slut you are. I wont say a word, so you're going to have to pay attention to my actions, got it? And, if you're really,

really

good for me, maybe I'll even bring you a cute, blonde surprise to play with."

Vanessa nodded frantically, loving the controlling tone that Fred was using with her. If he actually got Cloe in bed with them...the incesteous thought should have disgusted her, should have had her shaking her head in refusal, but instead her mouth spoke how she really felt.

"Oh, shit, Mr. Swanson,

yes

! Please let me play with Cloe while you fuck me...I promise I'll be a good girl for you!"

That was all he needed to hear, Fred exiting the bedroom with a dark chuckle as he went to meet Juan in the kitchen.