Sex Club Fuck Queen

Fbailey story number 266


Sex Club Fuck Queen


I was a thirty-six-year-old man at the time with a thirty-one-year-old wife. I had gotten my beautiful wife pregnant just after she had turned sixteen and she gave birth to Vivian before she turned seventeen a week later. Vivian was then fifteen and her birthday was only a month away. Then she would be a sixteen-year-old girl and legal sexually in our state. Fucking her would no longer be a crime…as long as she was willing that is. Raping a sixteen-year-old is still rape.

I had heard about a “Teenage Daughter Swapping Club” but you needed a daughter that was naturally born to you and not adopted, she had to be at least sixteen, and she could not have reached her twentieth birthday yet…hence the “Teenage Daughter Swapping Club.”

I had explained the club to my wife and she said that I could join it, as long as Vivian was all for it. Yes, she is a very understanding wife and yes, we had wife-swapped in the past too.

So I sat my wife and Vivian down and simply told Vivian what I wanted. She took it rather well if you ask me. However, she wanted to think it over. I gave her a day.

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Hi, I’m Vivian and my lame father just asked me to join a fuck club. He needs me as his entrance ticket so I’ve got him by his balls for once. I could ask for the moon and get it. Only mom stood in the way of me becoming rich.

So anyway I told dad that I was willing to join with him as long as I could get paid for it. Money talks and bullshit walks.

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The next day Vivian told me that she was perfectly willing to let a bunch of old men fuck her as long as she got paid for it. I told her that it wasn’t that kind of club and that men didn’t pay for sex. Vivian told me that if she didn’t get paid then she wouldn’t join.

I almost had her in my grip but she was slowly slipping away. Frustrated, I told her that I would pay her to accompany me, and that for a hundred dollars she had better let them all fuck her.

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A hundred dollars was not much but it was more spending money than I had ever gotten before. I figured that I would enjoy getting fucked anyway and that the money was just icing on the cake.

Then he wanted to fuck me first. Now that was just kind of grouse. He even smiled as he said it. I would be turning sixteen in a few weeks and it would be on a Tuesday. He was planning on fucking me Tuesday, Wednesday, and again on Thursday before taking me to the Saturday club meeting. He said that he would rest up on Friday.

I talked to mom and she said that it was no different than letting a dozen other men fuck me. Yes it would be, he is my father. A dozen…what to fuck! That’s right, mom told me that at the present time there were twelve members and that dad and I would make it thirteen. She also told me that being the new girl that I should expect to get fucked by all of the other twelve men that first night. Oh crap!

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I was so happy when my wife told me that Vivian would allow me to fuck her three times before that first meeting. I had been thinking about fucking her ever since her tits got to a B-cup and her pussy swelled in her tight shorts. I had been sniffing her panties for years. My wonderful wife placed Vivian’s used panties on my pillow every night like a maid in a motel does with a chocolate mint. I would sniff them, think about fucking my lovely daughter, and then plunge my cock into my wife.

I was just waiting for my night of pleasure to come. Finally the Tuesday arrived, Vivian came home from school, and we celebrated with a nice dinner, a birthday cake, and opening her presents. It had been a great day for her and the end of a very long wait for me.

Then about an hour before bedtime I asked her if I could have sex with her. She looked at her mother first and she nodded, then she said okay and walked to her bedroom. I quickly kissed my wife and followed my daughter into her bedroom. She turned on the lights, closed the door behind me, and then she locked it. She lowered her window shade and pulled the curtains closed.

I just sat on the edge of her bed and watched as my daughter undressed for the first time in front of me. It was absolutely amazing to watch. She took her sweet time too and prolonged my enjoyment and my agony. Each button of her blouse was an act in itself, parting the opening was like watching a curtain going up at a live performance, and then as she shed her blouse it was like watching a big sheet being pulled of from a statue in the City Park to reveal the town hero.

Her bra was just as dramatic to see. Her breasts filled out the cups nicely allowing a little cleavage to show. I made a mental note to get her some push-up bras to wear to the club. She reached back to unhook it thrusting her titties out nicely. The bra clung to her breasts as she carefully undid each of her shoulders and removed her arms. It held there on her heaving breasts as she breathed deeply. She was just as nervous as I was! Then it was off and flying through the air at me. I caught it and smelled of the cups that had just been holding her breasts. I sniffed it as I admired her breasts. They had just the shape that women’s breasts should have. Her areolas were just a shade lighter than her erect nipples were, as God had intended.