Daughter Swapping

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Daughter SwappingSingle fathers with growing daughters, is not the anomaly of yesteryear, it is more common than many think, and as I tell you my story, I think you might get other ideas, because these lonely men get to see things, and do things, that other families don’t, simply because the female figure has gone, and the father is free to make decisions, and the daughter develops in the fathers eye, and appeases his sexual take as she grows and develops, would you normally see three beautiful teenage girls run naked, in front of an older man, somehow I don’t think so.I walked into the bathroom and caught daddy masturbating into the small basin. I was ten and mesmerised, daddies size in inches was as long as I was old.’What are you doing daddy’, I asked as I sat on the pan and started peeing? ‘I’m having a wank baby’, he said, still pulling on himself as my eyes followed his foreskin as it peeled back to show his inflamed glans.I finished my pee and tore off some toilet paper and wiped myself, and was about to pull my knickers up, when daddy asked me to sit back down on the pan and draw my knees up and expose my whole crotch.I did as he bade, and suddenly he started moving his hand faster, as he stared between my legs, ‘Pull yourself open wide baby’, indicating to my pee-pee, and when I did, he groaned out loud and a white stream shot out from his large penis, back then the only thing I knew about sex was bad words, like cunt and fuck, semen was an unknown quantity, and somehow, seeing daddies huge cock, somehow the thought of that thing going inside my pee-pee, just did not marry, so intercourse was still an alien concept to me, but not my friends at school.’He was having a wank’. Frida, my friend at school was almost a year older than me, she was in a similar situation to me, being brought up in a motherless home.’Men do it when they cant get a fuck’, she extrapolated her knowledge, ‘their cocks want pussy, get hard, and shoot cum all over the place’, she continued, realizing she had my attention.’Cum’, I queried, ‘Yes’, she replied with an exasperated edge to her voice. She took out a cigarette and lit it, so grown-up we thought, and her eyes squinted when the acrid smoke blew back onto her chiselled, angular features.Frida was a beauty, her long blond mane, always looked shaggy and feminine, her eyes a bright blue and canlı bahis şirketleri her rose tinted lips pouted naturally, sometimes I wanted to kiss her, they would tease me and I would feel my heart beat faster with the thought of sharing a bed with her.’It’s called semen, the stuff that makes you pregnant, when they shoot it into you’, she continued, as a male teacher was passing, ‘Morning Frida’, he said smiling at her, he just nodded at me, while his eyes coveted Frida.’He wants me’, she remarked calmly, ‘wants to fuck me’, and as she whispered it to me, she let her legs open, while he stared. We were sitting low on the cold concrete, and as she did this, her panties could be seen, and his face lit-up and he smiled, ‘One day’, she said under her breath, ‘I wont wear knickers, then he will get hard for me’.She sat staring at him, her crotch exposed until he disappeared around the corner, then she closed her legs and drew deeply on her half smoked cigarette.’How big is he’, she queried?’Who’, I asked, thinking she was referring the man she had just flashed, ‘Your daddy’, she replied, not looking at me, ‘his cock’, to which I said, ‘Oh’, as the penny dropped.I held my hands apart to indicate 10″‘, ‘Fucking hell girl’, she exclaimed, ‘That’s a big fucker’, this time she was looking into my eyes, ‘I gotta meet him’, she laughed then said it was twice her daddies size.’Sure, come and stay the weekend’, I replied innocently. Frida’s eyes stared ahead, she was already thinking along those lines, and I noted her legs were gently rocking to and fro, something I did whenever my pussy ached.’Daddy, Frida wants to stay over this weekend’. He looked at me, ‘Who’s Frida’, he queried?’Just a friend’, was all I could think off, ‘Her parents are OK about it’, his eyes were focused on me?’She’s like me’, my voice tailed off, ‘No mother, just a daddy’, I sounded apologetic.’Bring her home tomorrow, I want to meet her’, I studied his face, he was giving nothing away, I smiled inwardly, somehow I just knew Daddy would love her, then Frida would see his cock, and I would be proud he was so big.The thing that people tend to forget, is what it was like to be our age, yes we are more informed and show more thanks to technology, sitting in a toilet with my iPhone, I can go online and let a stranger watch me pee on Skype, or in canlı kaçak iddaa a chat room like ‘Masters and naughty Girl’, a teacher pupil thing, and in all when you think about it, sex is impartial, without human contact, a fun thing without interactive contact, that’s why we appear dangerous we don’t know any better, just the fun bit.When we arriver at our front door, Frida took her knickers off, ‘See if I can get him hard’, she said, matter of factly, I laughed and followed suit, and put both pairs into my satchel, and boldly walked inside.Daddy was there, not as I had expected, but then it was a big plus, he was at the dining table, at the computer, in his shorts and a t-shirt, minimalist wear, had he forgotten I was bringing Frida, or was his ploy a deliberate one?One thing was sure, Frids’a eyes lit up, ‘Hi Mr Rogers’, she said as she went right up to him and took his hand, she was not a forceful girl, but she was used to being familiar with her own father.Daddy was genuinely pleased, she looked like a slightly older version of me, but I think he enjoyed her more sexual approach to him, especially as she fixed her eyes on the laptop screen, ‘Having some online fun’, she asked him jocularly, and she slipped her arm around daddy’s shoulder and lent against him?Her face was inches from his and their eyes locked, not only that, her legs were hard against his. Daddy had a daughter her age, he was comfortable with girls, and she, well now I was sure that she was as familiar with her daddy as she was with mine, an unhealthy match made in heaven, it was like watching two experienced strangers connecting, I could hear my own heart pounding, I just knew this was going to go all the way, and I had a ringside seat, and I could feel my vaginal juices run down my inner thigh, I was willing it on in my mind.’Do you want a coke’, I blurted out, they both looked across at me, Frida spoke and daddy looked lovingly into her face, ‘Sure Mariel’, she said, then winked, ‘take your time’, she added, and as she said it, daddy’s hand disappeared under the hem of her skirt and moved upwards, his face hardening as he felt the softness of her naked bum, he knew then what was next, as Frida’s eyes closed and she moaned.I stood frozen, holding my breath, daddy kissed her pouting mouth and I could see Frida mouth open and tongue meshing, canlı kaçak bahis Freda groaned louder as she turned and lifted her leg over daddy’s, her pert bum came into full view, held stationary, poised and ready, while daddy released his serpent, its huge purple bulbous head forcing a path along Frida ass cheeks leading to a smaller line from her crotch, this line parting to reveal another fleshier tighter hole, like my own, wet and leaking a warm sweet lubrication, just under her bum, I could see Frida’s bum feeling and bumping, guiding, and grinding, the gradual purple head disappearing, as her bum descended down daddy’s pink pole, then rise, daddy’s shaft coated and glistening, they began humping as if I were a fly on the wall.The sounds and strong smell of sex, Frida had certainly fucked before, she got down in deep and thrust her hips forward, making daddy’s cock stimulate her fledgling g-spot, ‘Fuck me daddy’, she moaned over and over as my frustration and place in daddy’s heart was supplanted, I could do that, I thought.Suddenly they both stopped, and Frida with a wicked smile on her face, and daddy’s cock wedged deep into her, turned to face me, ‘My phone’, she demanded, and I did as she bade, taking the opportunity to be closer to daddy.She phoned her home, ‘Hi dad’, she said, he spoke, and Frida fixed her gaze on me, and put the phone down.’My daddy awaits you Mariel’. I froze and looked at my father, he turned his face away. ‘Mariel’, said Frida, ‘My daddy is waiting for you’, and added with venom, ‘you know what to do, now go to him’.’Dad’, I said feeling helpless, but dad was impatient the move his cock again inside Frida wet cunt, ‘Just go and let him do his thing Mariel’, and as he spoke, Frida had started humping his cock, even before his last words were out, and minutes later, they were immersed in each other, and I hurried across to Frida’s house, where her naked father awaited my pleasure.This of course is a woman take on this forbidden sex, I as a girl was having full intercourse by twelve, and enjoying it, but some girls are different to others, and the ones like myself are more confident in themselves and successful in life, so if a girl asks you for a fuck, let her do her thing and remember she is using you.Hopefully you wont be shy and make a comment after reading this and hopefully it will give you something to wank over, as a woman that is my primary aim, and seeing 10,000 plus men reading and only 10 admitting they wanked, is sad, so guys after wiping your semen from your finger or keyboard, just type, ‘Thanks Mariel, you made me Cum’, lol love Mariel

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