Sleepover
Written (probably) By Dan from Italy
Living a lie has to be one of the hardest things anyone has to do. Sucks that my husband had to go through that with his first marriage. All those years pretending to like pussy. I have no doubt in my mind he loved her, but he knew in his heart he wasn’t physically attracted to women.
He was so open about everything when we met. I mean, I guess he had to since he had a child with her. Here we are today after gaining custody 8 years ago. The mother wasn’t able to provide for their daughter after she found out Zach was living a lie. She began to drink heavily and eventually had to put be in rehab for her alcoholism.
Everything happens for a reason though. Having Karly in our lives has brought me so much joy. Technically, she’s my step-daughter. But I love her as if my blood were running through her veins. It’s been such a pleasure to watch her grow up these past 8 years into an amazing young woman. A 49 year old gay father couldn’t be more proud of his daughter.
It was Karly’s senior year of high school and by the end of her first week, she had already made a new friend. I came home from work after a long week and found her in the kitchen.
“Hey dad,” Yes, she actually refers to me as dad instead of Alex since we are so close “can Brianna sleep over for the weekend?” Girls still have sleepovers at this age? Guess so.
“Sure sweetie. I’d rather have that instead of you causing a raucous out and about.” I said with a teasing tone.
“Yeah right, you know I’m angel.”
“Debatable.”
“Brianna, this is my dad. Brianna, dad. Dad, Brianna.”
“Very nice to meet you Mr. Champ.”
“Likewise, nice to meet you as well.” Damn, how old was this girl? She looked like she could be a model on the cover of a sports illustrated magazine, and I don’t even read those! Jet black hair, a tight little body, and gorgeous piercing eyes. If I were a straight man, I don’t know if I would be able to contain myself. Let’s just say thank goodness I’m not. After all, she might not even be into older men. And I’m happily married to the love of my life. A man with the perfect heart…and a perfect cock. Still, she definitely wasn’t hard on the eyes, even for a homosexual.
“We’re going to my room now. We’ll see you for dinner!”
“See you for dinner Mr. Champ.”
“Alrighty, I’ll make sure to cook enough for 4.”
And off they went, giggling like little school girls. The hubby apparently had to work late at the office tonight. They work him so hard and he doesn’t put his foot down. It’s annoying, but it’s also one of the qualities I love most about him. I guess I’ll just put the leftovers in the fridge since he told me not to wait up for him. Thank God it is Friday because I am tired as hell. The girls came down and had their dinner while I ate dinner watching my shows on Netflix.
Before bedtime every night, I usually take a shower before heading off to sleep. It just helps me sleep better after a warm shower. As I was walking back to my room with just a towel covering myself, I noticed that Karly’s door was cracked open a bit. It wasn’t like that before I showered. Hopefully I can make it to my room without being too indecent.
As I scurried along trying not to get noticed, something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye. There she was, bending over to remove her skirt. Brianna was changing for bed and I just so happen to catch her in the process. All I can say is…wow. That girl has such a tight little body. It would look so good up against a muscular dude just like how a twink looks good with bodybuilders. I mean, I guess my body would look good next to hers since I’m incredibly buff. My body hair would probably tickle her delicate and smooth skin. But why on Earth am I even imagining this anyway? I’ve met so many of my daughter’s friends and not once have I developed these random straight urges.
Her panties were the next thing to come off and damn, her pussy was just so pink. I was paralyzed. I couldn’t move. This young was undressing in front of me and I can’t seem to walk away. To make matters worse, I was just wearing a towel! This is not good. She started to take her top off and when her face covered with it, she turned around. All I saw were the perkiest tits I’ve ever seen on a young girl. My jaw couldn’t help but drop and that was the moment when it happened. The shirt had been fully removed and there she was, just staring back at me. I snapped out of my daze and made a beeline straight for my room.
“Something the matter Brianna?”
“Oh no, I was just thinking about which pajamas to wear.”
“The banana ones for sure! They are so cute!”
Brianna finished changing and couldn’t help but think about what she had just witnessed.
There I was in my room, sitting on my bed with my hands over my crotch. What the hell? I didn’t realize I was even getting hard. This is all so new and weird to me. How does a gay man in his late 40s get aroused by…pussy? My husband still wasn’t home yet from work so I just laid in bed thinking about what just happened. Every time my mind would flash back to her pink pussy, my dick would get rock hard and there was no way to control it. Unable to resist the urge any longer, I started to beat my meat while envisioning myself pounding away at that pink hole until I came all over my stomach.
The next morning was intensely uncomfortable. I went about breakfast trying not to make eye contact with Brianna. Karly drove them to the mall for the day so at least I had the entire day to spend with my man and forget about what happened last night.
Karly and Brianna get back from their day of shopping and I wanted to ensure that things are normal by acting normal.
“Are you girls hungry?”
“Thanks dad, but we already had dinner.”
“Thank you for offering though, Mr. Champ.”
“Of course, what kind of host would I be right?”
The girls went upstairs and it was time to cuddle on the couch with my man.
It was almost bedtime again and I was ready to hop in the shower. While I was showering, her pussy just kept popping back up in my mind. It just wouldn’t go away! What am I supposed to do when all I can think about is pussy as a gay man? My hand started traveling down my body on its own and made its way to my stiffening member. Damn it! Before I ended up having a second orgasm due to thinking about cunt, I need to resolve this conflict before things get any worse for me.
I dried myself off and put on a dirty pair of underwear that was lying around in the bathroom. I didn’t want to disturb my man since he was already in bed. I made my way to Karly’s room and knocked on the door.
“Hey Karly? Can I speak to Brianna for a moment please?” There was no answer. “Karly? Sweetie?” Still nothing. I opened the door the only person in the room was Brianna. Once again, she was fully naked and on the floor. Holy shit, this young whore looked so fuckable right now.
“Sorry Mr. Champ, Karly’s downstairs making us brownies. She should be done in about 15 minutes I think. You said you wanted to speak with me?”
“Um…yes…I…um…wanted to…talk to you…about yesterday” I mumbled since I was at a loss for words.
“What about yesterday?”
“When you saw me standing there after you had undressed. I had only been standing there for-.”
“Mr. Champ,” she interrupted, “I think you and I both know that you were standing there the whole time. Let’s not lie to ourselves.” I didn’t know how to respond to that. “Because lying would prevent us from the truth. The truth being that you are a pussy loving fag that was made to fuck young girls like me. I mean, look at you. You’re built like a stallion.” Well, she wasn’t wrong about that. “You may have a husband, but your primal instincts are telling you to pound my young pussy at this very moment. You know that too, you walked in here with just your underwear.”
With that last word, I walked over to her and grabbed her head. I rubbed her face all over dirty underwear. “Oh my God. You smell like a man, so musky and dirty.” She started licking and sucking on my head through my underwear and it was driving me wild. My daughter was apparently going to be done in about 15 minutes so without wasting anymore time, I released the beast and rammed it straight down her throat. She made a gasping sound but I kept the pressure on as hard as I could. She’s not going anywhere.
I facefucked her for a little bit before throwing her on top of the bed. Her throat took my cock so well. “Damn Mr. Champ, you’re an animal.”
“Call me Alex, or daddy you sexy little slut.” My aggressive masculine side was taking over and I welcomed every bit of it.
I climbing directly on top of little body and teased the head of my engorged cock on her pussy lips. I could never get this sensation while doing the same to a boy pussy. The outside was just so naturally wet and sticky. I’m probably going to forego spitting on my dick too since I could already feel the natural lubrication of her cunt soaking me. I found the hole with my fingers and didn’t waste any more time. I rammed my manhood inside of her as hard I could. She let out a high pitched moan which could alert the others after I had entered her forcefully. Thinking of a solution as quick as possible, I covered her mouth with my hand which abruptly muffled the sounds of pleasure.
I’m not sure why I knew how to do this, but with my free hand, I cradled her ass from underneath her body. I gave it a couple of squeezes before doing the same with my other hand. I had both of her ass cheeks in my hands and used it to my advantage to push her body closer to me as I thrust every bit of me inside her.
She grabbed my face at that point and planted her beautiful and soft lips on mine. Our tongues danced around in each other’s mouths which gradually evolved into us softly moaning into them. It became our mutual understanding that this newly heterosexual act was extremely pleasurable.
As my saliva dripped into her open mouth, I knew I had to make this quick before my daughter returns. I put all of my weight on top of her and thrusted my pulsating cock into her young body. As I laid on top of her, I pulled her into to me as hard I as I could while my nuts unloaded my gay cum. I could feel every single stream of white liquid burst from my bloated dick as if it were never going to end.
I finally got up after tasting her mouth one last time and left the room. My husband was still fast asleep so the only thing for me to do at this point is just crawl into bed like nothing happened. We both sleep naked so my pussy soaked cock was sitting right between his ass cheeks. Surprisingly enough, I actually wasn’t concerned about that. My only concern was that I had sex in my daughter’s bed. She’s going to kill me if she ever finds out. I put my arm around my man, and went to bed.  I now understand why he used to have sex with women…pussy is just amazing!
For Brianna’s final night with us the next day, I invited her to join me during my shower.