Daughter Swap Part Three – Swap Club

“It’s a little group of dads and daughters. We get together, compare notes, have a drink and after that, things get fun.” John explained.

“Things get fun?” I asked

“It’s like I mentioned. Some dads like to trade if their girl is into it.” John continued.

“I don’t know, Carol and I are pretty new to this.”

“All the more reason to get involved. Check out the scene. It’s a brave new world out there.” John said laughing. “The girls have already been talking about it. Carol’s excited to go.”

“OK,” I said grudgingly. “I’m in.”

The meeting started with the dads and daughters sitting in the living room of a large house in a blue-collar neighborhood about 30 minutes from us. There were seven couples spread out on a sizable sectional couch or standing near the bar. Two couples were sharing the two large leather recliners, what I assumed to be daughters on their dad’s laps.

Ed was the facilitator and owner of the house. He was a large biker with a big belly emerging from his leather vest, thick arms that were heavily tattooed, and a medium-length gray beard.

“Hey, I’m so glad you all could make it tonight. Welcome to what we informally call the Travel Club. The group is growing, that’s amazing. I’m Ed, this is my daughter Jeannine.”

A cute, Rubenesque blond raised her hand.

“Some of you know her, some know her very well.” He said smiling as a few dads nodded.

“I got Jeannine when her parents, friends of mine, were killed in an accident. My wife took off a few years after that. So it was just us. We sort of discovered each other, you know how that goes.”

More nodding in agreement, smiles.

“For the new members, everyone here has been vetted and over is eighteen. I have a few friends that complete a pretty extensive background check before we admit anyone. And of course, each new member is referred to by a member in good standing.”

The group nodded again.

“By nature of the unique relationships we’re cultivating, we are all breaking the law.” Unless you move to France or Japan, what we are doing is considered illegal. Step-daughter, daughter, or adopted No matter how old either of you are.”

The group laughed.

“The group meets informally once a month. It’s a chance to meet, talk shop, air out ideas, share concerns and successes with like-minded individuals. After business, pleasure. The mixer is the fun part and what most of you are here for. Post-meeting is time to relax, have a drink, eat an edible, and, depending on how the night goes, swap mates for a little fun. Nothing illegal about taking someone else’s daughter upstairs. With her Dad’s permission, of course.”

More laughs.

“My house has five bedrooms, a sauna, a hot tub, and the backyard are enclosed and private.”

Nods and a murmur of approval ran through the group.

“If you want to go to a room with a couple, just a dad, or a daughter; it’s OK. Anything goes. Mix and match. Of course, you can stay right here in the party room and get naked as well.”

“Let’s do some Dad/Daughter introductions for the new members.” The big biker continued. “Jasmine and Paul?”

A very large Black man raised his hand. He was nearly bald with a salt and pepper goatee.

“Hi everyone. I’m Paul. I used to play football, so I was gone a lot and my wife fooled around on me. I remarried and divorced so this is my stepdaughter Jasmine. We got started when she was in college,

Now she lives with me. I do have a daughter from my first marriage, she’s 23 and I think she wants in too.” he said laughing.

Jasmine waved.

“Hi, all. I’m Jasmine and Dad doesn’t mind if we swap with someone. But I get to pick.” said the busty Black girl.

A tall slim Black man with broad shoulders stood up.

“Hey all, I’m David. Played some B-ball in college. Now I’m an accountant. Serena is my stepdaughter.” He said, indicating a slim white girl on the couch. She had pink hair and a pair of very perky tits. The silky material was stretched tight between her boobs.

“We got started when she moved back home at eighteen. I didn’t really know her until then. Her mom took off and she just stayed on.” He said smiling.

Serena put her hand on the tall man’s arm.

“I saw his cock while he was drunk in the hot tub one night. I had to have it!” she said smiling.

The group smiled too.

“He’s picky about swapping, but ask anyway.” the white teen said. “If he sees someone he likes he’ll let me wander off.”

Terry and Dan were next.

“Hey, I’m Dan. This is my daughter Terry.” He said, indicating a slight brown-haired girl.

“I didn’t know about her until she was twenty-four and she looked me up. I know, she doesn’t look it. She kept it to herself for a few months, then told me I was her Dad. By that time, it didn’t matter. We were together.” he said smiling.

“We run a pot dispensary, so if you need anything let me know,” Terry said. “ I put some edibles in the candy dish there. Umm, we like to swap around too.”

Rick and Erica went next.

“Hi, I’m Rick and this is Erica. We both work at home, we are both software engineers. Eric’s mom left me when we were young and took the baby. I never knew Erica until her mom kicked her out of the house when she was 21 and she turned up at my place. We became lovers about a year after she arrived.”

Carol leaned into me.

Daddy, are we going to swap tonight?”

That’s up to you, Baby. Do you like anyone?”

“I don’t know. Maybe Paul?” Carol said, biting her lip softly.

John and Alyssa introduced themselves and then Carol and I were up.

“Hi everyone, thanks for being so welcoming.” I began. “Carol and I have been pretty excited about this since John and Alyssa let us know about it. I left Carol and her mom when Carol was six. We were brought back together when Carol’s mom remarried and moved to Europe. She’s almost nineteen, and pretty amazing as you can see. “

“You’re pretty amazing yourself, dad.” Terry said, smiling.

“Well, with a little help from John and his stepdaughter, she got us together. I’m a construction contractor.” I said, wrapping up my little intro.

There was some meeting business after that, trading of business cards and such.

Rick announced that the new secure chat app he had written for the group was done and available. A possible weekend retreat to a large house on the coast was discussed.

“All right everyone, the meeting is adjourned. This is now social time, so relax and enjoy. “ Ed announced.

“So, how does this work?” I asked.

“Just relax and make some conversation with anyone you’re interested in,” Ed explained. “If you take a partner somewhere in the house and don’t want anyone joining or watching, close the door. If you want to get laid right here, it’s OK. You can fuck your girl or someone else’s here, have couples watch, or join in. You can go out back and do it in the hot tub, it’s OK. Whatever you want. These guys all know the rules. By the way, there aren’t many rules.”

There was wine, beer, drinks, and of course edibles.

Carol had one of the colorful candy edibles from the dish.

After the first 20 minutes of a pretty tame party, the slim girl Terry climbed between Ed’s legs as he sat on the couch and unbuckled his belt. With a couple of tugs, Ed was sitting in his boxers, his daughter rubbing his back as Terry pulled out his hard-on.

His cock looked incredibly thick as the young girl struggled to get it all into her mouth. The older man’s balls were huge as well.

Ed’s daughter Jeannine was sitting next to him, one hand on his shoulder. Between watching Terry suck his cock she would kiss the large man, one hand rubbing his big belly. Jeannine had pulled her dress down, allowing her tits to spill out. His left hand was stroking one of his daughter’s tits, her nipple erect under his fingers.

“I knew he had a fat cock.” Carol said. “I could just tell.”

“If you like it, it’s OK baby.” I said.

“I really do.” Carol said, never taking her eyes off the big man’s thick cock.

Erica came over to me.

“Would you like to talk a little?”

“Sure. What’s up?”

“Well, I’d like to get to know you better, you’re very handsome.”

“You’re pretty too. Do you want to go somewhere?”

“Yea.” She said shyly. “My Dad wants to watch. If that’s ok.”

“Sure, I don’t mind honey. You’re a cutie, you know that? How old are you?”

“Nineteen. I know I don’t look it.”

We went outside to the patio and her dad followed at a discrete distance. After sitting and chatting for a few minutes I was kissing the slight, brown-haired girl, one hand unbuttoning her shirt. Her dad was sitting across the patio, in the dark, watching me grope his daughter’s small tits.

I could see his cock was out, and he was stroking it as he watched her run her hands over the bulge in my jeans.

The young girl quickly undid my belt, unzipped me and pulled my cock over my briefs, and started sucking me as I watched.

“I want you to cum in my mouth.” She said quietly

“I’d like that, honey.” I said as she continued to stroke my hard-on, running her tongue up and down the shaft.

She climbed between my legs and started bobbing her head on my dick, slurping as her saliva mixed with my precum.

I watched her for a while and then decided I wanted her pussy.

“Stand up.