Persuasion
Persuasion (Mg+10 inc oral solo 1st)
A tale of successful planning by M8R1X
A father is easily manipulated by his daughter and her two friends.
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Lizzy, my daughter’s ten year old best mate’s cheeks caved as she leisurely vacuumed her pursed lips up my shaft and then nibbled the tip before she asked, “Aren’t you glad I came over while Anne was shopping?”
“Sweetheart, I believe it was the best idea you’ve ever had,” I cupped her cheek and stroked it, “Your timing was impeccable. Where did you learn to do that? That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever experienced,” I asked but didn’t expect to hear an answer.
“Can’t say,” she replied as she scraped her tongue over the piss slit, “But, I love your dickie and want to do it a lot more.”
“I want to do the same thing for you, it’s only fair,” then I lowered my voice to a whisper, “I’m dying to get my face between your legs.”
Of course, after she tipped up on my front step, the last thing I expected was to end up naked in bed with my cock buried inside her delicious mouth. May I say, it was more than extraordinary. I’ve had some great blow jobs in the past, but nothing compared to this. As soon as my prick was freed, she gobbled it right down and has kept me on edge for over thirty minutes. I was more than ready to blow her tonsils out.
She lovingly licked the frenum under the crown, kissed the sticky bead on the tip and whispered, “I’ve another surprise that you will enjoy even more.”
“Goody,” I told her, “I believe I could get used to your surprises.”
The bigger surprise, I found out later, was that my daughter Anne had arranged for her to come over and seduce me while she supposedly went shopping with a friend. I didn’t have a clue at the time but would graciously accept whatever the lovely girls had in store for me.
Up until now, it was purely a visual treat to catch my daughter naked. I loved the way her body developed after the onset of puberty. It was only after Lizzy appeared on the scene that they both went out of their way to expose themselves and get a rise in my pants. Up until that time, my daughter didn’t excite me in a sexual way. Of course, I thought she was the sexiest and most beautiful creature on the planet. What father doesn’t consider his daughter in that light? We had never been very modest and nudity was not frowned on in our household, but the frequency of encounters increase dramatically after Lizzy spent more time with us. It wasn’t until now that I recognized her profound influence and it was amazing how fast they could put an iron bar in my pants.
Upon reflection, it’s hard to say who the instigator of the plan was. However, I do know that it started after the second time Lizzy rode the bus home with my daughter after classes.
“Daddy,” my daughter called out to me, “Come tell us what you think?”
You could say I was a bit surprised when I walked into my daughter’s room only to find her fully nude and her friend wearing only a pair of my daughter’s skimpy knickers. The ones she begged me to buy for her because everyone was wearing them except her. If I thought Lizzy was attractive fully clothed, it was nothing compared to what she looked like with only a thin, tight and very skimpy patch of fabric that barely covered her fat peach. The camel toe was to die for. My little soldier instantly agreed with my reasoning and saluted inside of my pants.
But that wasn’t the half, her top wasn’t so bad either compared to my daughter’s. My Anne’s breasts had just begun to emerge but all she had was a firm knot under her areola topped with tiny little pebbles for nipples. Lizzy, however, had a nice pair of lemon halves with permanently stiff little pencil rubbers poking from the middle. However, there was too much erotic detail for me to contain and I was ready to make a mad dash to the loo before I shot off in my pants.
“I supposed you want me to comment on how your knickers look on Lizzy since you’re not wearing any?” I asked, acutely aware that the tent in my trousers was twitching for attention.
“Duh, don’t you think she looks sexy in them? Hee, hee, hee,” she giggled when she noticed my tent and pointed at it.
My hand flew over my crotch to hide the swell and answered, “Certainly, but aren’t they a bit small on her?” I asked as Lizzy noticed where my hand was.
“Daddy, that makes them even sexier,” my daughter informed me as if I were daft.
I gulped when I saw Lizzy run a finger inside the leg band to pull the gusset out of her slit. That’s when I spotted the growing wet spot in the thin fabric, clutched my cock and made a quick exodus before I squirted in my pants. As soon as I made it to the loo, I dropped my trousers and released three long ropes of jism into the basin in less than a minute. Then, I heard a noise at the door and glanced over, but the doorway was empty and wasn’t sure if they spied on me or not.
Soon after that, the sleepovers commenced and things became, let’s say, sizzling. Beth had joined their inner circle as ‘second bestie’ but I had not met her yet. Lizzy was a blonde haired, blue eyed bombshell but they described Beth as demure and somewhat mousy. They told me her timid act was something she put on when adults were around but she was hell on wheels around her mates.
The first sleepover was, how shall we say, stimulating because I discovered that Lizzy didn’t wear knickers under her short night dress. Of course my daughter never wore knickers to bed but this time I was much more appreciative of her charms.
They were sprawled across a blanket in front of the telly and we watched a comedy show before bed. For the next hour, they enjoyed the comedy while I enjoyed the way their bum cheeks jiggled every time they laughed while their night dresses rose unabated over them. The best part, was the choice shots of moist pink and wrinkled little puckers. Since their eyes were glued to the screen I was able to able to squeeze myself and enjoy the wondrous sights even more.
After the show was over, my daughter gave me her usual peck on the lips but Lizzy nestled herself in my lap, threw her arms around my neck and ground her bum into my cock while she gave me a wet kiss on the lips along with a little taste of her tongue. Needless to say I tossed off a load before bed, then tossed and turned for an hour before I ended up tossing another one off.
Lizzy licked the tip of my cock and asked, “Would you like your surprise now?”
“Darling, I’m ready anytime you are,” I informed her.
“It will be a lot better if I blindfold you,” and then she wrapped a large stretchy bandage around my eyes.
It really added to the suspense and when I felt someone straddle my hips, I screamed inside my head, “Yeah! I just knew that she was going to fuck me.”
Then, fingers wrapped around my cock and swiped my plum through a slick groove before it sank into a hot and very tight little opening. It didn’t stop there because she slid down my shaft so quickly I almost came off. Then someone released the bandage and my eyes were greeted by my daughter’s smiling face.
“You’re not cross with me for planning this, are you?” My daughter asked with concern.
“How could I ever be cross with the most wonderful and loving daughter in the world?” I assured her.
I was so wound after Lizzy’s extraordinary blow job our first shag was short but very sweet and I wished it could have lasted longer. But after she shimmied up and down my pole a few times I spewed so much seed inside her pussy it squirted out the sides.
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Beth arrived before the girl’s bus delivered them to the stop. Her mum drove her straight from classes along with her overnight tote. I had only glimpsed her once while my daughter was shagging me and was surprised to find an unfamiliar girl on the step while her mum drove away in the background. There was not the usual meet and greet you usually had before you dropped your daughter off at a strange man’s house.
“Wotcha, Mister Allen, remember me, I’m Beth.”
“Beth, Beth, oh, you’re here for the sleepover. None of the mister stuff, just call me Rich.”
“Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
“My manners have departed me,” I said as I waved her inside.
“Where’s the loo? I’m busting for a pee.”
“The head of the corridor on the right…” I barely got out before she disappeared in a flash.
I noticed she left the door ajar and from where I stood, I could hear the massive burst of pee into the pan before she wandered sheepishly back to the vestibule to retrieve her pack, and asked, “I wet my knickers before I could get them down. Would you mind giving them a rinse?”
“Oh, well, sure love. Did you leave them in the loo?”
She shook her head as she reached under her tartan, uniform skirt, shimmied them down her legs and handed them to me pinched between her fingers. “I’ve some new ones in my pack and I’m going to change out of my uniform.”
“That’s alright love, I’ll put them in the wash for you,” I told her as she sauntered back to the loo with her pack and left the door open, again.
Before she made it through the doorway, she turned around and flashed me a very suggestive smile that made me ask myself, “Does she want me to watch her change?” That’s something I would have expected Lizzy to do.
I looked at the skimpy, wet knickers in my hand and decided that I should wash them in bath wash basin. As if on cue, when I got to the door, she let her skirt drop to the floor and I got a very good look at her little split peach. Unlike Lizzy’s and my daughter’s, there was just a deep and pronounced gash between her legs. Then she smiled at me, stepped out of her skirt, turned around and bent over to pick it up. The delightful sight made me clutch the wet knickers in my hand and I would definitely stay for the show.
She was a spindly little thing… except for her delightfully plump little rump. Of course, when she bent over, those chubby cheeks parted to reveal a marvelously puckered, brown arse hole and she made it a point to give me a very good look at it. Her bum crack seemed like an extension of her pussy split. What she lacked in a fat pudenda was made up for by a pair of thick, meaty pussy lips that flowed seamlessly to her bum crack.
Then she straightened up and stripped off her blouse. I figured her chest would have been totally flat, like the rest of her her. But low and behold, she had a pair of three inch chocolate tipped cones on her chest. She couldn’t help but notice how enraptured I was, so she pushed them out for me, shook the lovely little things at me and asked, “They’re new. How do you like them?” Then she reached into pack and pulled out a light, flowery shift.
“They’re very nice. I wouldn’t have expected to find such a lovely pair on someone your age.”
“I’m almost eleven and my sister’s came in when she was nine. She’s twelve now and they’re huge.”
“I’m sure yours will be even bigger, but I like them just the way they are.”
“They’re very sensitive but my neighbour, Mister Baker, rubs them for me so they feel better.”
“Your neighbour is very kind and thoughtful. I’d be glad to rub them for you anytime you want.”
She bit her lip, smiled at me and said, “They are just a bit sore from rubbing on my blouse. Would you care to rub them for a minute?”
I looked down at my watch and told her, “I’d love to. We have about twenty minutes before Lizzy and Anne arrive.”
She took my hand and led me down the corridor… to my room. My stomach fluttered and my cock threatened to burst forth from my trousers. I felt like a teenager after a kiss that turned into his first tittie squeeze. The naked little girl entranced me.
Then she sat on my bed, unfastened my belt and said, “Mister Baker likes to get naked with me when he rubs them,” then she rubbed her palm over my tent and added, “You’re so big and hard, just like he gets when he sees me naked.”
“That’s because you’re so sexy when you’re naked. Does Mister Baker ever kiss and suck on your titties to make them feel better?”
“Oh, yes and it feels so nice when he rubs my button while he does it. Would you like to suck on my titties for me?”
“I would love to and rub your button while I’m doing it. Do you know what I like to do after I suck on titties?”
“No, but you can tell me if you want,” she answered.
“I would like to kiss and lick and suck my way down between your legs. It feels even nicer to get your pussy licked and kissed,” I explained.
“Would you? That would be super. Do you know what else I like?” She asked.
“No, but I’ll do anything you want. All you have to do is ask,” I told her.
She put her lips to my ear and whispered, “I like my bum kissed and licked,” then she quickly lowered my trousers and wrestled my boxers over my rampant cock. Then she wrapped her fingers around him, and then kissed the slimy pearl of clear fluid that leaked from the tip and squealed, “He is so handsome.”
The sensation of her lips as they brushed over my cock was indescribable. Note to self: I should thank Mister Baker.
I quickly stripped off my shirt and eased her back on the bed. Then I nibbled her ear lobe and whispered, “After I lick your pussy, your bum will be next,” and she squealed when I said that.
From her ears, I kissed and licked my way down to her tiny boobs while I kneaded the nipples between my fingers. I loved everything about the girl and couldn’t help but wonder if she’s taken a cock yet. It was fair to assume neighbour would have gone further than tittie sucking and pussy rubbing.
Her slit was not only incredibly slick, but so juicy my fingers sloshed around inside. After I sucked her each of her breasts between my lips, I let my fingers wander down to her little pussy opening and nudge its way inside. Just as I suspected, there was no restriction and I slid to the knuckles inside her baby tube.
“That’s so good,” she squealed, “Move it around some.”
She was very hot in there and her tube squeezed and pulsed around my digit. I believed she was so tight it would take some effort to fit inside and hoped I could get it all in before I filled it with sperm.
“Would you like something a little bigger in there?” I asked in eager anticipation. It would be a shame if I squirted the bed covers.
“What do you suggest?” She giggled, “I like big things in my hole.”
“Remember that big old hard thing you said was so handsome? He would like to be inside this hole right here,” I curled and twisted my finger inside her for emphasis.
“Yes,” she squealed, “Put him in me.” After I lifted myself up, her knees sprang to her chest and she demanded, “Do me!”
If possible, I believe she was even more enthusiastic about getting fucked than I was. She certainly knew how to open herself up and I drooled at the sight of her gaping gash. Her little pussy mouth opened wide and I nudged my spongy tip into the orifice but was pleasantly surprised to slip right in and let her little pussy ripple over my length like rolling on a johnny.
“They’re doing it!” My daughter screamed.
“Let me see,” Lizzy squealed from behind her and pushed herself to the front and said, “The little slut.”
“Don’t say that, you know how much she likes to shag but so do you,” my daughter scolded her, which certainly made my ears perk up.
Me, I was caught in the middle and in a somewhat compromising position. They surprised me and I started to soften but Beth cured that by shoving her hips up and grinding herself into me. However, it was a bit intimidating to have an audience huddled between our legs. Especially one that offered instructions on how we should proceed.
“Don’t let us bother you, daddy. I want you to hump her really good.”
“Fuck her brains out like Mister Baker does… oops,” Lizzy offered and you could say that she certainly let the cat out of the bag.
Lucky Mister Baker for sure and I definitely wanted to learn more about him and his harem of young girls. But, I did what any man would do when his balls were bursting and he was buried to the hilt inside a sumptuously tight young pussy; I nailed the girl’s arse to the bed and discovered that she was a screamer. Not only that, but she locked her ankles around my bum and turned into a raging wild cat. I had not experienced anything close to that except for one girl I bedded during my university years.
She clawed and scratched and wiggled and squirmed under me so much, I had to restrain her hips while I fed the sausage to her pussy. Every second inside her was a memorable experience and I blasted my little baby makers into her womb so hard, I feared I perforated the delicate lining. Only later did I learn that she was also quite fertile and I may have also planted a baby in her. After I began to shoot, her meat juicer kicked in and sucked the marrow from my bones all of the way down to my toes. Miraculously though, my cock remained a throbbing steel rod after I rolled onto my back.
Over the roar of the surf inside my ears, I heard, “It’s only fair that I have my turn now.”
Fair enough, Lizzy straddled my loins, popped me in her socket and her pussy gnawed its way down my shaft. “Wotcha, Mister Allen. You were still hard so I figured I would put it to good use.”
Good use indeed. I’ve never been this excited in my life and after I recovered from my daze, I was ready to rattle some bones. “Lovely, lovely, Lizzy! Are you ready for me to fuck your brains out?”
“What do you think?” She replied, while poor Beth remained curled in the foetal position beside us and my daughter stuck her face between our legs.
“Anne, budge out of the way for a tick so I can get on top and fuck your friend properly,” and rolled the girl under me.
I really laid the pipe to Lizzy’s pussy and discovered that it was custom molded to fit my cock. Those first strokes were so heavenly, I had to slow things down so things didn’t end quickly. We both enjoyed the long and slow strokes for as long as possible. With my balls as depleted as they were, I could probably hold out for a while.
With the May Bank Holiday on Monday, we started the festivities that Friday afternoon and they continued through the following Monday. We had our own Bacchanalian festival and I managed to survive with the help of some little blue pills I kept for an emergency such as that.
The End
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