THE PLAYER’S S+EP-DAUGH+ER

Inspired by true events

(This story was told by a friend who wanted me to edit and post it for him. He is the “I” in the story, not me.-FredLake)

I had always been something of a player. During school, I never had a steady girlfriend but was never without pussy for very long. Back in high school I had more money and a better car than most guys, so girls were willing to go out with me. I always made it clear that I expected them to give up their pussy and that I wasn’t going to be their boyfriend. Word got around the female network that girls learned a lot during a couple of fucks with me. After that, they were much better fucks and once they showed a guy or two their new-found tricks, they had no trouble getting dates and even regular boyfriends if they wanted them, and some did.

In college it was the same thing. I was the guy all of the girls slept with, kind of like climbing Mount Everest. Sure, others had climbed me before but the trip was worth it both as an enjoyable time and as a learning experience.

After graduation, I got a good job through family connections, one I did very well and earned my own way up the ladder. I continued to be a player, never getting nailed down but never going two weeks without pussy and usually nothing near that long. As in college, I sort of developed a loose harem of lovers who would let me know if they wanted to climb the mountain again. There were what amounted to swinger clubs in the area and I became the dependable “extra male” when the organizers wanted one. I was good enough that the women didn’t complain or let their husbands complain.

Then I met Kayleigh, and it all changed. Suddenly, I knew what true love was, and marriage followed as the night follows the day. We are very happy together. Things got even happier when Kayleigh started asking me about my glory days as a player. She would get incredibly turned on as I showed her my skills and helped her learn new ones of her own. On a vacation we met another couple, Ron and Janice. They were our age, sexy, and had great bodies. Like us, they were asking the hotel about nude beaches. We were sad to find out that there was no such thing anywhere near the hotel. We commiserated together over a late breakfast.

Then another gentleman, a local black man, asked Ron and I if we were the ones asking about nude beaches. He said that while no official areas were nearby, there was an island a few miles down the coast with a beautiful beach that was very private. “No one goes there except the locals, and no one will know what you do there,” he advised. Ron and I quickly rented a boat and took Kayleigh and Linda to see this paradise. They found it as beautiful as we did and were surprised when Ron and I dropped our swim trunks and invited the ladies to follow suit (so to speak). After some laughter they did, and we enjoyed the waterfall and the fresh water pond.

After a nice swim and a picnic lunch, Janice started giving Ron a blowjob right in front of us. We watched in stunned silence for a minute, when I felt Kayleigh’s hand on my surprisingly erect cock. Soon enough my erect cock was in Kayleigh’s mouth.

“Wanna trade?” Janice asked from a dozen feet away. We were, again, stunned into silence, although the idea instantly interested me. I held my breath for a moment and then heard my wife say “sure” and just like that, Janice was sucking my cock while I watched Kayleigh suck Ron.

After that, I sort of took a nap for a few minutes, only to wake up with Janice rubbing my body. “Wanna go all the way?” she asked.

I looked around quickly and could not see Ron or Kayleigh.

“They took a big towel and went that way,” Janice said. “Three guesses what they’re doing right now.”

“My first guess is they’re doing what we’re about to do,” I answered.

“You got it in one,” Janice said. We made love on the beach, took a dip in the pool to wash off the usual mess, then did it again. We laid there afterwards for a while. As the shadows got longer, I saw Ron and Kayleigh coming back, laughing and kissing. Obviously, they had done the naughty and enjoyed it.

At dinner that night, the two ladies went to “powder their noses” and gave Ron and I the first chance to talk. “My God,” Ron said, “your wife has skills. She’s just plain incredible. I’d love a chance to spend more time with her.”

“Janice is no goody two-shoes,” I said. “She’s pretty wild. If the ladies want, we can have another round in the hotel rooms.” Ron agreed. A few minutes later, the ladies returned with the same plan. I followed Janice to her room with the understanding that we would all meet for breakfast.

At a late breakfast the next day, Kayleigh sat very close to me and was very passionate. Clearly, the experienced had not damaged our relationship, but deepened it. Ron and Janice were also very cozy.

As we were finishing in the almost-empty restaurant, the local gentleman who had told us about the island asked if he could sit down and speak with us.

“I hope you all had a good time on the island,” he said.

We all agreed that we had.

“Since you showed up with the wrong partners, I can only assume that something fun happened. Would you be interested in more?”

“What did you have in mind?” Ron asked.

“Some of the locals are going to the island today for a party,” he said. “We would be delighted if you would join us.”

“Just exactly how many people?” Kayleigh asked.

“Six of us, and the four of you,” the man said. “You can watch or play, but I think all of us would like for you to join us in a special day.” We said we would discuss it, and he told us that a big boat would be at the dock in an hour. Everything would be arranged, with plenty of food and rum.

We were, of course, all at the dock. Two other couples were there; we knew them as fellow tourists. We were about to get to know them a lot better. The local black gentleman was there, along with another, somewhat younger, local black man. Both were in great shape, physically. I had a moment of panic over the sight of the two black men and every cliché I had ever heard about big black cocks came to mind at once. The ladies, however, were all quick to get on the boat and I wasn’t going to be left behind.

The local gentleman was driving the boat, but we weren’t half a mile out of the harbor before everyone was naked, including the younger black man and his impressive member. One of the new wives was already sucking on it, while Janice and Kayleigh were already sucking the two new husbands.

Things went as you would expect. During an entire day of fucking, I had both of the new wives twice. Kayleigh had the two new husbands, Ron, and both of the black men. At one point I watched the younger black man get off of my wife, leaving her pussy gushing sperm. Before I could even ask her how things were going the black gentleman who had told us about the island was on top of her and pounding away. Kayleigh clearly reached a powerful orgasm.

The rest of the week continued as you can predict. Two more tourists couples, two local women, and another hung black man joined us for later parties.

Back at home, I asked Kayleigh if that was a one time thing or if I should hunt down some of my local swinger connections from before I met her. She enthusiastically said for me to find new friends to play with, which I did.

Kayleigh had been married before, and had a young daugh+er. The fa+her was not in the picture and over ten years I came to love Kimberly as I would have my own. This was especially good as Kayleigh and I knew she would never have another c***d due to medical problems from Kimberly’s birth. I did all of the usual fa+her-daugh+er stuff with her, from Campfire Girls to dancing lessons. I was a chaperone at her first school dance. She was a great young lady, smart as a whip, and had her mother’s good looks. She was on every sports team and while I didn’t really notice she had the body of an athlete.

Then one day at the office, I got a call from Kayleigh. “I need you home, as quickly as possible.” I asked what was going on. “Kimberly came home from school for some reason and found me in bed with Justin.” Oh shit. Well, every swinger has the moment when their chi|dren find out the big family secret. In Justin’s case, it was a big dark secret as he was black, a body builder, and had a huge cock.

Making excuses to the executives, I hurried home and found Kayleigh and Kimberly sitting at opposite ends of the living room and decidedly not looking at each other. “I can imagine that you’re both upset,” I said as I walked in, “but we can talk this out.”

“Are you getting a divorce?” Kimberly asked.

“Oh hell no,” I answered.

“I told you, it wasn’t cheating,” Kayleigh said.

“You knew about this?” Kimberly demanded.

“Your mother and I have a special relationship,” I said. “We love each other with our hearts, minds, and souls, and we will always be married and in love. We just play around with other people sometimes.”

“You cheat, too?” Kimberly demanded.

“It’s not cheating,” I said. “It’s swinging.”

“We get to have all the sex with want with all kinds of people,” Kayleigh said. “Justin has a big cock, but he’s hardly marriage material. I enjoy being with him, but would never give up my husband and what we have, not for him or anyone else.”

Kimberly calmed down, once she realized that her home was safe. We continued the conversation for a while, and through dinner. By dessert, Kimberly was actually kind of fascinated by the whole lifestyle.

“So if I was a swinger,” she asked, “I could fuck guys who are total jerks but great fucks and not even have to speak to them afterwards.”

“I wouldn’t put it so bluntly,” Kayleigh said, “but yes, that’s the idea. Some of them men I have spent time with are black, some are Spanish, there was an Asian guy once, even a Libertarian. When a guy is inside me, what’s in his brain is the least of my concerns. Money, I don’t care. Religion, I don’t care. Politics, I don’t care.”

“So you’re not in love with this Justin guy?” Kimberly asked.

“No,” Kayleigh answered. “I like him well enough, but he’s not a guy I would hang around with if we had our clothes on. If I want a date, I have a husband who will buy me dinner and take me to a movie.”

“And if you want a fuck, you call Justin,” Kimberly said.

“He’s one among several,” Kayleigh said.

And so we had to explain to Kimberly about swinger networks, swinger clubs, house parties, swinger resorts, and everything else.

“Okay, then,” Kimberly said. “I want in, all the way in. Call Justin to come back over here. That guy was hung like a horse and I’m getting wet.”

“Kimberly!” I snapped. “Not until you’re older. And he’s too big for your first time anyway.”

“First time?” Kimberly laughed. “I lost my cherry a year ago at Nikki’s sleepover. I’ve had three boyfriends since then, none of which were worth a damn. Get me a real man. I want to see what’s it’s like to fuck a grownup.” She got up and went to get her purse. Digging in it, she produced three condoms, two Vikings and a Buckaroo, the one with the bumps.

I was shocked, but Kayleigh seemed less so.

“You knew?” I asked her.

“I suspected,” Kayleigh said, then turned to her daughter. “I told you I was always ready to talk about sex with you, and that you could discuss anything with me.”

“Fine,” Kimberly said. “Let’s discuss getting Justin over here.”

“No,” I said. “We will talk about this, in a week or two, when we all settle down.”

Kimberly got up and left the table, her dessert untouched.

“That went well,” I said.

“Give it time,” Kayleigh said. “I’ll talk to her privately.”

At that point, Kimberly walked back into the dining room, completely naked.

“Young lady!” I flustered. “Go put something on.”

“What are you trying to prove?” Kayleigh asked, “and yes, go put your robe on and come back here.” She did.

“I just needed you two to realize that I’m not a little girl any more,” Kimberly said. “I am a woman. I got my period three years ago and lost my cherry last year. I have boobs. I shave my pussy so guys can go down on me. I let Billy Cantrel fuck me in the ass. Now will you please call Justin?”

“Not tonight,” Kayleigh said. “Tomorrow I’ll call the doctor and get an appointment to start you on birth control. Swinger parties are a circus and guys are always ‘forgetting’ to wear a condom. After that, we’ll discuss how it’s going to happen. It won’t be Justin, but I’ll make sure it’s someone good for you.”

“It doesn’t have to be just one,” Kimberly said, “but one of them needs to be black and hung. I want to feel him go all the way to the end.”

“We will make sure you are safe,” I said.

“And satisfied,” Kayleigh said.

Our problem was that the age of consent in our state was 18, Kimberly was 16, and there was no way any group of swingers was going to host an u******e girl. Maybe one or two of the bulls might, but we doubted it. Kayleigh asked Justin and the other two black bulls she knew, and all refused, politely of course.

We checked Internet since 30 states have an age of consent at 16. We found several within driving range, and asked a few friends if they knew anyone in those areas. We quickly found Marjorie and Kent, a swinger couple in one of the other states who were known to host swinger parties and to specialize in the first party for younger girls. We had met them at a few parties now and then and felt we could trust them. Kayleigh called and arranged things. She asked for two black guys with huge cocks. I called back (without Kayleigh knowing) and asked for black cocks that were less than monsters, but still big enough to make Kimberly (and Kayleigh) remember the night for the rest of their lives.

Kimberly was excited, but had to wait until she got her pills and had been taking them for a full month.

We drove out one Saturday morning. I was nervous and uncomfortable. Driving my wife to a party where she was going to get fucked wasn’t anything new, but driving my step-daugh+er to such a party was very new and part of me felt it was just wrong. Whatever I thought, Kayleigh had agreed to get her daugh+er fucked in an orgy and there was nothing I could do about it. Maybe I was really nervous about how excited Kayleigh seemed to be.

We got to the house after lunch, hours before the festivities were to begin. Marjorie and Kent chatted with us for two full hours about our sex lives and attitudes, and it was clear they were carefully making sure that Kimberly was up for it. After that, we left the house and went to pick up takeout food and go somewhere we could eat it and have a private conversation. I was nervous and unhappy over things. Kayleigh was fine with things and said everything would be okay. Kimberly was excited and jumpy and kept asking how big the cocks were going to be. We told her “wait and see.”

We went back to the house and into the guestrooms, where we showered and changed. Kayleigh and Kimberly wore identical see-through nightgowns without panties, Kayleigh in red but Kimberly in white. I wore a thin robe that was easy to get rid of. Marjorie had already said that I would be welcome to fuck her, and that Kent looked forward to fucking Kayleigh, but would not fuck Kimberly unless Kayleigh gave permission. The two black guys were only expecting to fuck Kimberly but Kayleigh had made it clear she intended to enjoy them herself.

The five of us sat around in the living room watching swinger porn until the doorbell rang. Kent put the television on mute but left the video running while Marjorie (wearing a flimsy nightgown) went to the door. Kayleigh and Kimberly took their places on either side of the special sex-sofa, wanting to present themselves at their best.

The two black men came in. Jerry was college age, six-foot-five, and two hundred pounds of lean muscle. Michael was about forty, six-foot-three, of leaner build but it was clear that he worked out a lot.

Marjorie conducted the introductions. While I got a firm and respectful handshake from each of the black men, my wife and step-daugh+er got felt up (and did some feeling of their own). I watched as the two women (exchanging glances) dropped to their knees and began unbuckling belts. Marjorie came over and offered me her body, but I said I wanted to watch the bulls do their thing before she and I started. She nodded but didn’t go far away.

Kayleigh had Michael’s pants down and his cock in her mouth. I moved to get a better view, by which time I was its full twelve inches long. Kimberly was sucking on Jerry’s foot-long black sausage. Both cocks were thick and stiff.

“Let’s get things started,” Kent said. He helped Kimberly up on the sex-sofa, which was more like a padded table that held her pussy about cock height. Michael knelt before her to lick her until she was moaning and starting to beg. He stood up and slid the first six inches of his cock inside my step-daugh+er. I suddenly realized that Michael wasn’t wearing a condom. While nobody had discussed that situation with me, I had just assumed that Kimberly would not get inseminated. She was very wet and he was balls deep on the third stroke. Kimberly was writhing in ecstasy. Her entire body shook with each thrust. Kayleigh was beside her, holding her hand and telling her to relax and enjoy it. Suddenly, Kimberly rocked with a major orgasm, then another and another. Jerry kept stroking for another minute, then jerked and stepped back, his cock (still very stiff) clearly dripping sperm. Nothing dripped out of Kimberly (it was in too deep) but it was clear that she had received her first vaginal sperm load.

I thought Kimberly would get up and take a break but I was wrong. Michael stepped forward with his equally big cock. It slid easily into Kimberly’s very wet pussy, and he began steady strokes.

By this time, Marjorie was making it clear she needed to get laid. I turned to follow her to the sofa, her hand leading me by the cock. She was already very wet. I asked if she wanted me to use a condom but she said “why would I want that?” and told me to give her the works. I made sure she had an orgasm.

When I finished, I rolled over and sat on the floor. I was shocked to see Kent fucking Kimberly while Jerry was holding my wife in the air and fucking her. Her legs were locked around his waist. Just watching that made me get hard. But who was I going to fuck? I already did Majorie, had of course fucked my own wife many times, and had no intention of allowing my cock anywhere near Kimberly. Very well, Marjorie it was to be, this time doggy style as she kneeled on the sofa. Before I finished, Jerry’s cock was in her mouth.

Round one was over, and everyone got a drink and a snack. Marjorie said “I invited two other couples to join us. They’ll be here in a few minutes.”

“I get them first!” Kimberly said from the sex sofa, where she was still laying with a pool of sperm running down the upholstery to the floor.

“You’re the guest of honor,” Kayleigh said, “so if you want them you can have them first, but I want them too.”

The doorbell rang and Marjorie went to answer it, still completely naked. She returned moments later with two couples who were quickly stripping. Matt was six foot, forty, and lean. I later learned he rode his bicycle a hundred miles a week. Gladys was short, cute, blonde, and had nice size-D boobs, and curvy hips. He golden bush was glistening with her juices. Bill was 30, tall, and clearly spent as much time at the gym as he spent fucking. His wife, Frankie, was five-eight, with jet black hair, just a tiny landing strip, and size-C boobs. The two women made a bee-line to me and pulled me down the hallway into a bedroom. The two husbands were already “paying attention” to my wife and step-daugh+er.

It was nearly an hour before I returned to the family room. My wife was on the sex sofa with Jerry’s cock in her pussy and Michael’s in her mouth. Kimberly was on the sofa with Gladys licking her pussy while she (Kimberly) played with Bill’s cock.

Matt and Marjorie were fucking in a big chair.

Kent and I chatted in the kitchen while I found something to eat. He told me that Bill and Matt were always very keen to get their cocks into a teenage pussy and that my daughter had taken “every cock in the room” like a champ. When I came out of the kitchen, Kimberly was eating Marjorie’s pussy. I could see dried sperm on Kimberly’s legs, and all over my wife.

Kent was checking some notes on a scratch pad, and announced that every cock in the room had been in every pussy in the room. Kimberly reported that Jerry had fucked her in the ass. Everyone was tired, and the party ended more from mutual exhaustion than any other reason. We were invited to stay over and “meet more new friends” the next day, but we had decided we would leave and get home that night. Kimberly and Kayleigh slept all of the way, and ignored my few efforts to start a conversation.

The next day I slept past noon, but Kayleigh said she had had a long talk with Kimberly and everything was fine. Kimberly still wanted to fuck Justin (and eventually did, although she practically had to force him). Kimberly couldn’t become a part of our swinger scene until she was of the legal age, but she sure seemed to have all the dates she wanted with boys her own age, and with college guys. I had to bite my tongue when she started having unsupervised sleepovers with girls her age. I had no doubt that boys were involved and parental supervision was not, but Kayleigh said things were under control.