The Daughter Swap

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OOC: Mike Reed. 42 years old. 6'1", 185. Blonde hair. Grey eyes.


IC:


My best friend Rob and I stood on the patio and watched the bikini-clad beauties frolic in the pool.

"Makes you wish we were eighteen again," I commented wistfully.

"They didn't make girls like that when we were eighteen," he said. "At least I don't remember any."

I nodded. "Besides. We wouldn't have known what to do with them anyway."

"I know what to do with them now," Bob said with a lewd expression on his face.

"Hey, that's my daughter you're talking about!" I said, punching him playfully on the arm.

"That's my daughter too," he said. "Don't think I don't see how you look at her."

He was right. I had no defense. Ever since she returned from her freshman year at college, his sexy daughter had fueled a thousand fantasies.

"So what are we going to do about it?" he aked.

"What do you mean?" I responded, though I was starting to get the idea.

"You want my daughter," he pointed out. "I want you're daughter. We're all adults. I repeat. What are we going to do about it."

Well, it was finally on the table.

But it was wrong.

Wasn't it?

We couldn't act on it.

Could we?



OOC: This thread is open. I'm looking for a best friend and two lovely young ladies.

:)
 
Daughter #1

Hey there, would lolve to be one of those sexy young coed daughters!! Let me know which one and I'll post a description of character!!
 
And I would love to be Rob if that is okay. If I don't hear back I'll assume it is okay and plow ahead.
 
Rob

OOC: Rob Carter, 42, 195, dark hair, brown eyes, building contractor.

IC: I knew I was pushing Mike. I also knew he didn’t know if I was serious or pulling his leg. I was always playing practical jokes on him. But I was deadly serious. I had a bad case of the hots for his daughter. Hell, I had a bad case of the hots for my own daughter, but I wasn’t going to go there… not yet anyway. What had made things more interesting was how his daughter flirted with me. It was innocent on one level, but she knew how I looked at her. The extra sway of the ass when she walked by, brushing against my arm with her tits, bending over in front of me wearing her tight shorts, the “I want to be fucked” looks at the dinner table with her lips puffed out and her nipples poking through her halter – all of this was a game and I was ready to play my hand. I had caught Mike gawking at my own daughter on more than one occasion. I knew he was interested. And she just might go for it. After all, I had caught her coming home drunk with cum stains on her blouse more than once. Sex was in her blood… “I say we join them in the pool for a little game of Marco Polo. Who knows where our hands might wander with our eyes closed.”
 
Mike

I went inside to change into my swim trunks. When I did I took a moment to stare at myself in the mirror.

Not bad for an old guy I thought. I worked out four times a week. It really paid off. I was the same weight as I was in my college days. I had a little less hair on top, but you couldn't have everything.

Since the divorce I had no trouble filling my bed with a steady stream of lovely ladies, but most of them had been closer to my age. What I was planning today would be a new experience.

I couldn't wait...
 
OOC: I PMed Ashley to get things together with her. I thought it would be good to give her first pick of dads since she applied first and I can't do a post til I know what her name is going to be. Will post as soon as I get a reply from her or she posts.
 
Ashley

OOC: Ashley Reed, the daughter of Mike Reed. I'm 5' 5 115lbs blonde with green eyes and perky 34b chest. Always a big tease and teasing older men is what I seemed to do best, Mr. Carter being the target of most of my flirtatious teasing ways.

IC:

Playing around in the pool, swimming and splashing around enjoying the hot sun and the feel of the cool water over my body. My little skimpy red string bikini with a tied top and matching thong bottom. My blonde hiar up in a ponytail as I swam around with Mr. Carter's daughter. Seeing my Dad and Mr. Carter get up and head towards the pool.

"Going to join us guys? The water feels just great!" I say as I look at Mr. Carter with a big sexy smile on my pouty lips.
 
OOC: Melissa "Missy" Carter. 5'6", long, light brown hair, blue eyes, athletic body, loves to run and has the curves to prove it.

IC: Laughing as I splash Ashley and then swim off, the dark blue bikini I am wearing shows off my tanned body in all the right places. It's not as skimpy as Ashley's but it suits my figure just as much.

I see her swim over to the edge of the pool where my dad was standing. I knew she had the hots for him but that was okay because I secretly had the hots for Mr Reed too. We both agreed that the boys our age were way to immature. It was in one of our all night sleepovers that she confessed she liked my dad and then wormed out of me that I liked hers too. I just wish I was bold enough to flirt with Mr Reed like she did Daddy.

Brushing the wet hair out of my eyes, I smiled up at my dad and then looked around.

"Hey! Where did Mr Reed go, Dad?" I said pulling myself onto the side of the pool, my wet bikini clinging to my body as I sunned myself.

Giving Ashley a wink I jumped up and grabbed his hand, pulling him toward the pool,"You aren't going to stand there watching a couple of girls splashing in the pool, are you? Come in and swim with us. We haven't spent much time together since I came home from college."
 
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Rob Carter

Mike had gone to change and I was getting ready to follow. I was finishing my beer when Missy, always the playful one, pulled me into the pool still wearing my shorts and t-shirt. So much for a swim suit. I pulled off my shirt and shorts leaving only the skimpy pair of briefs I had worn under them. I saw Mike walking towards us. I dunked Missy for the stunt she pulled and held her underwater until she began to struggle. I let her go and grabbed Ashley's leg as she was swimming away... "Now tell me, Ashley, did you put her up to this? I might be punishing the wrong girl."
 
Ashley

Giggling and trying, or at least acting like I am, to get away from Mr. Carter.

"Come on now, why would I do something like that? You know I'm always a good girl and never a naughty one" I say with a little grin on my face. Still splashing around a bit to get away, but your strong hands definately not loosening its grip on my little ankle.
 
Rob

"You might be a good girl, but I want to know what it is that you're good at"... I pulled her back to me and slipped my hand around her waist holding her tight so she couldn't get away. With my other hand I began tickling her.
 
I had followed Dad into the pool and immediately got dunked. Once he released my head I bobbed to the surface gasping for breath.

Slicking back my hair, I saw that he had Ashley and she was obviously enjoying it so I laughed and swam to the edge of the pool again, hopping up on the side to watch the show.

Just then I noticed Mr Reed had come out of the house and I swallowed nervously. I wished again I could be as confident and forward as Ashley when it came to men.

Turning, I flashed a smile at him and said,"Looks like you are missing the party, Mr Reed." I nodded out to where my dad and Ashley were splashing about. "Think we should join them?"
 
Mike

"I've got a better idea, Missy," I said. "Why don't we go inside and give them a little privacy. It will give us a chance to talk"

Missy looked puzzled for a minute, but then she shrugged. I extended my hand and helped her to her feet.

"Should we tell them we're going inside?" she asked.

"I don't think they're going to miss us, sweetheart," I said.

She flashed me a gorgeous smile, then she wrapped her towel around her lush body and we went inside hand in hand.

We walked into the living room and sat down on the couch.

"What did you want to talk about, Mister Reed?" she asked.

"What is this 'Mister Reed' stuff," Missy?" I asked. "We're all adults here. Why don't you start calling me Mike?"

I reached out and gave her leg a playful squeeze. I left my hand there. I wondered how she would respond....
 
I couldn't imagine what Ashley's dad wanted to talk to me about but when dad's say they want to talk it's usually rather important so I went.

I was a bit flattered at him letting me call him by his first name. I mean, that means that they think you are grown up, right? And the squeeze on the leg was something Dad always did anyway but he didn't take his hand from my leg right afterward and that puzzled me.

I have had guy's hands on me before. I know my Dad noticed me coming in after a party smelling more like a bedroom orgy than anything else and I know he knows I am sexually active so a guy's hand on my leg wasn't new. But this was Ashley's dad!

For a minute I was tempted to pull my leg away but then I thought of Ashley out there teasing and flirting with my dad and how hot I thought Mr Reed...Mike...was. Well, if Ashley could do it, so could I. She wasn't the only one who was going to get some fun out of this.

Instead of pulling my leg away I flashed him another big smile. It wasn't as sure as Ashley's was when she was flirting but, then again, she had been at it alot longer than I had. But I was a fast lerner.

Turning so that my leg was on the couch but not moving to dislodge his hand, I gave him a great view of my wet swimsuit top clinging to my breasts, my nipples were hard from the change of temperature just after swimming and pushed at the material binding them.

Leaning on one hand and acting as if having his hand on my leg was the most natural thing in the world I said,"Sure...Mike. What did you need to talk to me about? I'm all ears."
 
Mike

Missy didn't seem to mind my hand on her thigh. Taking this as a sign, I started to softly caress her.

"I've watched you grow up, Missy," I said. "You've become a beautiful young woman. You know you're beautiful, don't you?"

Missy blushed sweetly. I could tell she was pleased by my compliment. I moved a little closer.

"I've been thinking about you, sweetheart," I said. "In fact, I've been dreaming about you. I want to make love to you, Missy. Do you want to make love to me?"
 
Ashley

"Well I'm good at a lot of things" I said with a sexy little grin on my face as I looked over my shoulder at him. I felt him pull me in close to him. Feeling him against my back I made sure to rub my tight little ass into his pelvis. Then he began to tickle me.

"Stop Mr. Carter, please stop!" I yelled at him as he tickled me. My body splashing around in the water under his strong arm and hands that were tickling all over my body.
 
Rob

She pressed her firm ass cheeks directly against my groin as I pulled her to me. When I tickled her she squirmed causing her ass to rub against my cock. The thin briefs I was wearing did little to insulate me from her bare ass cheeks covered only by a thin strip of cloth wedged in her crack. My cock quickly grew hard. We ended up near the edge of the pool when I slowly let up on the tickling. My cock was still pressed against her ass. I noticed that Missy and Mike had gone inside. Probably for the better since I wasn't sure I wanted to watch Missy getting fucked, or to have her watch me fuck her best friend. I pulled her tighter to my body. My cock pressed between her cheeks as it continued to grow... "I think I just might know one of the things you're good at... but what would your father say if he knew you were about to demonstrate your skills on his best friend?"... I spread my fingers across Ashley's lower stomach until my little finger slipped under the waistband of her bottoms.
 
I shivered at his words. I liked that he had noticed me. I had often wished that I could catch his eye but, as I said, I wasn't as bold as Ashley. Lots of boys my age had told me how beautiful I was but this was a mature man, my best friend's dad, telling me that he had been dreaming about me. How is a girl supposed to take that.

I could feel my nipples hardening even more at his suggestion and I had to swallow to find my voice.

"M..Mr R..Mike," I said feeling his caresses on my leg send firey streaks up my leg. No other guy I had been with had had that effect, thats for sure.

'I...I don't know what to say," I stammered out. Oh why couldn't I be calm and cool about this like Ashley always was! " I...I've thought about it, sure. I mean, I have thought about having sex with you. Daydreamed about it but..."

My breath caught in my throat as his hand moved up my leg even more. Without thought I moved into a position that gave him further access to me.

"But what about Ashely and my dad?" I managed to finish. I don't know if I was ready for him to come in in the middle of something like this. He knew I had been with guys but I don't know what he would do if he discovered me and his best friend 'making love' while he was right outside. Not to mention what Ashley would think if she walked in on it.
 
Mike

"Sweetheart, right now we're the only two people in the world," I said.

I reached out and brushed a stray lock of brown hair away from her beautiful face, then I traced her cheek with my fingertip. She took my breath away. I placed my hand behind her neck and pulled her toward me. Our lips met soft and tender. It was like honey. I wanted more. I slipped my tongue into her mouth. She met mine with her own, and soon we were kissing with all the passion we could muster.

My excitement grew. My cock swelled in my shorts, reaching its full eight inches in a heartbeat. I reached out and took Missy's delicate hand and placed it on my crotch.

"Feel what you've done to me," I whispered in her ear. "Feel what you've done...."
 
My skin tingled wherever he touched me and I didn't resist when he pulled me close for a kiss. I had never had a guy talk to me like this, he seemed to know exactly what to say to make me melt. And when our lips touched it was just like we were the only two people in the world and I responded with all the passion I was feeling right then.

My tongue darted into his mouth and began to explore it, my body arched up against him as close as I could get and I didn't want it to end.

When it did he grabbed my hand and placed it on his manhood. I could feel it swelling and throbbing to my touch and I liked the fact that I had this effect on him. It gave me a delicious feeling inside and I began to stroke his cock through his swim trunks, loving the feeling of it moving beneath my hand.

My breathing was coming in gasps from the kiss and I looked up at him as I let my fingers move over the bulge that was responding with every touch. My eyes were on his face and I smiled, this time a smile of a woman who knew what effect she had on the man beside her. And loving every minute of it.
 
Mike

Missy's fingers were knowing as she stroked my cock through the thin material of my suit. She might have been young, but it was clear she had some experience with the male anatomy. Any fear I might have had about taking advantage of an innocent young girl vanished like the morning dew. This was a woman I held in my arms. All woman.

While we kissed, my hand slid up and down her back. Then I found the snap of her bikini top. I unhooked it.

"You won't be needing this," I said. I helped her slip out of it. Then I tossed it across the room. I stared in wonder at what was revealed. There's nothing on earth more beautiful than a pair of firm young tits, and Missy was truly blessed. Soft and round, with the most delicious set of nipples poking from their peaks. I couldn't wait to get them in my mouth.

Suddenly, I realized there was no reason I had to wait. I lowered my head and wrapped my lips around her tingling nips....
 
I loved the way he kissed. It made my head reel. All thoughts about him being my best friend's father vanished and all I could think about was this need building up inside me. I didn't want him to stop kissing me, didn't want him to stop running his hands over my back. It felt so good.

Even when he found the snap on my top and I knew what he wanted. Knew I wanted it too, I mumured a word of protest at his lips being removed from my own.

Still, when he looked down at my breast, my nippled jutting out and hard from even the little bit of making out we had done so far, I loved the look on his face. I loved the way he looked at them as if he had never seen any so wonderful. And when he took one of them in his mouth, I let my head loll back and gasped.

My nipples are very sensitive and I love them being sucked. His mouth and tongue seemed to know exactly what to do, exactly how to move to make the sensations running from my hard nubs into the very pit of my stomach seem even more sensual than usual.

"Oh, Yes," I whispered as my fingers curled into his hair, pressing him to my breast as he suckled and nipped at them, his tongue flicking across my aching nipple. "Oh, yes, that feels so good."

I began to run one hand down his back while the other held onto his head, both hands stroking him, encouraging him even as I felt the wetness grow between my legs. I didn't care if I seemed like an inexperienced child, growing so hot so fast, every sensation he was making me feel seemed to be centered in my, now, very hot and wet pussy.
 
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Stopping was the hardest thng I had ever done in my life, but I knew it was only a temporary respite. Missy looked afraid for an instant, like she was worried she had done something to displease me.

That was so far from the truth. I don't think I had ever been so turned on in my life. I gave her a warm smile of reassurance, and was rewarded with a smile in return.

"I think you're wonderful, sweetheart," I said. "But before we continue, I want us both to be naked. I only want to feel skin when I touch you."

She immediately got the idea. I pulled off my trunks and she skinned out of her thong. She was going to toss it across the room, but I took it from her hand and pressed it to my nostrils, taking in her sweet womanly scent for the first time. I couldn't wait to explore the source of the heavenly aroma.

"Are you ready, Missy?" I asked....
 
There was a moment when I thought that maybe I had acted too childish and he had changed his mind. That moment came when he lifted his head from my breast and moved away from me. For that instant I thought that he had thought better of his proposition. That maybe he thought I was a child and not an adult as he had said at first.

I breathed a sigh of relief as he reasurred me and I immediately shucked off the last of my swim suit. All that stood between myself and going through with this. I shivered as I began to toss them over by my bathing top at the implications of exactly what that was. I was going to fuck my best friend's father. Make love was what Mike had called it and I think I liked that better but, in a nutshell, that was what I was going to do. It was both exillerating and frightening at the same time.

He stopped my movement and took my thong from my hand, pressing it to his nose and I couldn't believe how turned on I got from that simple gesture. The boys I had been with had simply gone for the quick fix and hadn't bothered with anything else but their own satisfaction. This man was stopping to take in everything about this experience and that simple thing made me so hot I thought I would melt.

"Are you ready, Missy?" He asked me and my eyes wandered over his body for the first time, really taking it in. My gaze went down to his hard throbbing manhood that was now uncovered and I could feel the wetness from my pussy increase as I thought of him deep inside me. I shivered as I realized this was no daydream but reality.

Nodding, I gave him a smile that showed I was more than ready for this. My body was telling me there was no turning back now.

"Yes," I said reaching out to stroke his hard member once again and feel the flesh under my hand with no barrier now. "Yes, this is much better. Being able to feel your skin beneath mine is wonderful."

Moving toward him, I pressed myself against him and wrapped my arms around his neck, though I had to go on tiptoes to do it. Taking the initiative this time, I pressed my lips to his, his cock between us throbbing against my stomach as I told him without words how ready I was.
 
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