Taking My Daughter Sabine Ch. 8

Chapter 8

Needless to say we attacked the rest of the season like wild animals, winning game after game.

Every game won got me closer to my goal, and with the core group in my pocket I felt confident that I’d soon be up in my daughter.

Sabine had just gone on assuming that the bet was off so she played her arse off that season.

I’m ashamed to say that I missed most of her games when she was growing up so I really had no standard for comparison, but it’s hard for me to imagine she’d ever played any harder than she had for me.

We got into the playoffs and dispatched each of our opponents in turn until before you know it we were in the championship.

I took the team out for pizza and beer like the American baseball players do, or so I’ve been told, and that’s when I learned the hazards of having a wild card like Mary-Beth on your side.

We were going over the team’s performance, planning for next week’s championship game when out of nowhere she says, “Hey Sabine, remember our bet?” motioning towards me with her head. “I’m gonna hold you to it.”

I felt panic wash over me, thinking Mary-Beth was really upsetting the apple cart here.

Sabine looked like a deer caught in the headlights, giggling nervously.

“Y-you’re kidding, right?” she inquired with a worried tone.

“I don’t know.” Mary-Beth replied with a wicked grin. “Am I?”

Everyone at the table had fallen silent when Sabine suddenly let out another nervous giggle before Alice punched her on the arm, and the girls all began laughing like it was an inside joke.

“Did I miss something?” I asked humorously, doing my best to sound sincerely mystified.

“Inside joke coach.” Mary-Beth told me cheerily. “I could tell you but…”

She trailed off so I jumped in with, “Don’t tell me, you’d have to kill me.”

“God no!” Mary-Beth insisted defensively. “We’d have to shag the arse off you.”

“Tell him!” Alice insisted, trying not to laugh. “Tell him now!”

“You girls are bad.” I scolded them jokingly, but I could see that Sabine was getting genuinely uncomfortable.

I offered to buy them one more round and enlisted Mary-Beth to help me retrieve them so we could have a private talk.

Of course I wanted to know what the hell she was doing.

Not to put to fine a point on it but it really felt like she was dropping the ball.

“What the bloody hell?!” I whispered urgently as soon as we were out of earshot.

“Relax, this is gonna help us win.” she explained cryptically.

I suppose the expression on my face told her that I wasn’t satisfied with that answer because when we reached the bar and ordered she looked at my face and before I’d said a word she began explaining as concisely as possible for the sake of brevity.

It had started with a math test that Sabine hadn’t been sure she’d passed, and that nervous energy, that uncertainty, was channeled into the game.

Mary-Beth had experimented, coming up with different scenarios.

Anything around sex was especially good, but more difficult to arrange.

So I understood why now, in principle, but it still seemed dicey.

“Why this though?” I inquired, a little flabbergasted.

The bar keep had finished pulling our pints, and Mary-Beth took a long pull before dropping the bombshell.

One night after I’d started the girls were drinking.

Mary-Beth and Jenny were reporting their experiences with me and the other girls started talking about how they wanted to fuck me.

“For real?” I interrupted, genuinely surprised.

“Yes.” she confirmed, rolling her eyes. “You’re hot, relax.”

Sabine apparently hadn’t said a word so they started asking her, but she wouldn’t say.

The more they asked the more embarrassed she got until eventually she just blew up and began describing all the things she wanted to do to me in such graphic detail that it would’ve made a prostitute blush.

My ears began ringing, my face flushing as Mary-Beth delivered the coup de grâce.

“Why do you think we’re doing this?” she asked rhetorically. “She’s our friend, our teammate, and sister in the SSS. We know she wants this, so we’re gonna give it to her.”

I was moved by their friendship but more than anything else I was blown away by this revelation.

I had suspected, and even felt almost sure that Sabine wanted me too, or I wouldn’t have started any of this, but now there was no doubt.

Suddenly I was really anxious for that championship game.

We had to win.

Needless to say that week’s practice in preparation for the big game was exciting.

This would be the first championship of any kind for the school in a good twenty years.

Because of this administration had taken a real hands off approach, reasoning that whatever I was doing was working, and they didn’t want to fuck that up.

Sometimes during a scrimmage I’d catch Sabine giving me a longing look, getting embarrassed when I met her gaze, and instantly throwing herself back into the game.

Mary-Beth had clearly been right about that, and in fact she knew how to get the best out of all her teammates and that’s why I agreed when she suggested a girls’ night slumber party on the eve of the big game.

“Just don’t get too wild.” I advised as she was leaving my office after our last ever “strategy meeting.”

She turned back and looked at me like I was crazy before simply affirming, “We won’t.”

She’d worked too long and hard to end as anything other than a champion.

As far as I was concerned she was, no matter how tomorrow’s game ended.

They all were, but most especially my sweet Sabine.

I spent a quiet evening with Sylvia, meaning we had hot monkey sex and had a bath.

She was lying against my chest in the tub, and I was just thinking idly about how we’d gotten here.

“It sure is lucky that you picked up Jenny.” I mused casually.

“That was lucky alright.” she replied with a tiny giggle.

If I hadn’t known her as well as I did I might have taken her agreement at face value but there was something in her tone that suggested more, and that got me thinking, putting pieces together.

I was so shocked at the conclusions I was coming to and my inability to see it sooner that I just blurted out my realization.

“You did all of this?!” I asked in a way that was more of a statement than a question.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.” she replied in that overly innocent tone that makes one sound more guilty.

This got me thinking details, and once again my mouth just threw out my conclusion as soon as I’d arrived there.

“The bet!” I exclaimed in surprise. “Was that even their idea?!”

“I may have suggested that.” she admitted with a sly smile.

“But I wasn’t even coach then!” I objected, suddenly doubtful of the narrative I’d constructed.

“Weeeeell,” she began, kind of rolling her eyes. “I may have known the coach was leaving, and I may have had an undue influence on the new hire seeing as how I’m the faculty sponsor of the field hockey club, and I may have sucked off the head Master and thus been able to basically hand pick the next coach.”

“How did you know I’d take the job?” I asked pointedly.

“Please!” she scoffed, lightly tapping my arm around her chest.

I had to admit she may have known me better than I knew myself because I didn’t know if I’d take it, I did have me doubts, but somehow she knew.

“But what if…” I began, suddenly thinking of another possible problem, but she cut me off.

“You don’t wanna start pulling threads on this one Daddy-O.” Sylvia advised humorously. “A million things could’ve gone wrong. Hell, a plan is just a list of things that can go wrong. Well this time it worked out, yes?”

I was so completely blown away by these revelations that for a moment I was dumbfounded.

As my voice returned I slipped my hands up to grasp her wet breasts, giving them a friendly squeeze.

“Goddamn!” I responded humorously. “I’m lucky that you’re on my side.”

“You don’t know how right you are tigar.” she chuckled in reply.

For a little while we laid in the water together in silence, but then she said cryptically, “Now it really is all up to you.”

After a moment I had to ask, “Pardon?”

“Well you know that Sabine wants this.” she began patiently. “And you clearly want it too, but is that a good enough reason?”

“What?!” I demanded, perplexed by this sudden change in attitude.

“I mean if your kid wants ice cream for dinner every night.” she explained thoughtfully. “As fun and delicious as that sounds you don’t just give it to them because you’re the adult and you know better.”

“So you don’t think that I should do it now, after all you’ve done to make it happen?” I asked, completely flabbergasted.

“I didn’t say all that.” she corrected me gently. “I just wanna make sure you’ve givin this due consideration. Once it’s done it can’t be undone.”

“So could I just call the whole thing off?” I asked in disbelief.

“Oh course!” she chuckled. “From now until we win the game tomorrow…”

“If we win the game tomorrow.” I corrected her.

“When we win the game tomorrow.” she repeated, rolling her eyes. “Just give the word and I’ll call it off.”

“Just like that?” I asked dubiously.

“Just like that.” she confirmed. “They won’t go ahead if you’re not comfortable.”

That almost sounded crazy considering what they were planning on helping me do to my daughter.

Of course they didn’t know that she was my daughter.

All they knew was that I was a studly caoch that she wanted to fuck, but would never have the nerve to make a move on.

“And they still don’t know Sabine is my daughter?” I asked, just to clarify that.

“Not unless you told them tigar.” she replied teasingly.

There was a part of me that wanted to be angry at Sylvia for bringing all this up, like a petulant child who’s fun is being ruined, but I wasn’t a child.

No, I could see that she was just trying to look out for my interests, and it suddenly occurred to me that she’d been attempting to do that throughout our entire relationship but I’d been unreasonably obstinate.

Upon this realization I reached down and gently grasped her chin, guiding her face up towards me as I craned my neck down, kissing her deeply and passionately.

When I broke from our kiss with a loud smack she gasped, “What was that for?”

“For everything.” I replied with a chuckle.

“Ooo Daddy!” she giggled, rubbing her ass on my rapidly swelling cock.

She began kissing me again, and once I was fully erect she rose up in the tub until we were face to face, guiding my tip to the entrance of her hot hole, breaking from our sloppy kiss, before with a smile and a wink she sank back down, impaling herself on my hard cock.

“Mmmmm.” she hummed happily as she took me inside her.

I suddenly wondered if maybe I shouldn’t just call the whole thing off.

Did I really need to shag my daughter?

Between Jenny, Mary-Beth, and Sarah shouldn’t I be satisfied?

Plus with Sylvia it was pretty much guaranteed there’d be more nubile young girls in my future.

Sylvia loved young pussy, and more to the point she loved to share.

As Sylvia began slowly riding my bar I really thought I would just call the whole thing off, but then the game changed my mind again.

My team hit the pitch hard from the jump, and I couldn’t have been more proud.

Even when the other team managed to gain possession my girls took it back before they could even get into the striking circle much less score.

It was a pretty boring game for Sarah as the goalkeeper.

The idea that the team might get me out of having to make a decision by losing was out the window.

It was clearly going to be a shutout.

Sylvia was with me on the bench, and I very nearly turned to her and told her to shut down the plan, but then Sabine caught my eye.

She bit her lip with that expression of deep longing before catching my eye.

She blushed and threw herself back into the game.

That’s when I realized that I wasn’t doing this for myself, I was doing it for her.

Despite her mother’s influence, or maybe because of it, she wanted Daddy’s cock, and like any good father I wanted to give my baby girl everything she wanted.

In fact at this point I was convinced that she needed it, and so did I.

Of course we won and once the hoopla was winding down, preliminary celebrations on the sidelines with fans and family, trophy ceremony, photographs, etc. we retreated into the locker room and I broke out the Champagne.

As per our plan the girls who weren’t staying for the main event began ducking out quietly.

Most of them didn’t even shower or change, opting to do that at home.

In fact a few had left right from the pitch, taking any lingering fans with them.

So by the time Sabine and the core group hit the showers the school was pretty much cleared out.

I announced that Sylvia and I were leaving, and made a show of giving the keys to Mary-Beth to lock up when they were done.

Once Sabine was out of earshot I took Mary-Beth aside and asked why there were so many girls still here, more than we’d planned, and she told me in a matter of fact way, “Sorry, but they really wanted to be here for this. I couldn’t say no.”

Although it made me nervous I had to trust Mary-Beth’s judgment, besides it wasn’t as if this whole caper wasn’t nerve wracking.

So we’d have a few more spectators than expected.

I placed towels on the bench to make it more comfortable and to soak up the juices that were sure to flow.

After they were all in the shower I quickly stripped, and Sylvia took up her position at the locker room door.

Once I was naked the reality of what I was about to do really started sinking in and my body began shaking in nervous anticipation.

The tiles suddenly felt cold on my bare feet as I stood there shaking with excitement and apprehension, my cock harder than it had ever been in my life as I prepared to finally bring this little drama to its conclusion.

It was surreal how closely the actual event mirrored our “dress rehearsal,” or I suppose “undressed rehearsal” would be more appropriate.

“What are you guys doing?” I heard Sabine giggle as they dragged her out of the shower.

“I told you it’s a surprise!” Mary-Beth assured her, also laughing gayly.

As they came into the locker room she was looking back and forth at her friends holding her, looking a little confused, but laughing and just kind of going along.

She clearly hadn’t noticed me yet, at least not until I began stroking my cock.

Her eyes shot towards me and got super wide as her jaw dropped.

She tried to plant her feet as Sarah had done but her feet couldn’t get any purchase.

Besides not being a nicely carpeted floor like at Sylvia’s flat, the girls had dragged her directly from the shower, tracking in a lot of water with them, so when she’d attempted to plant her feet, and even back peddle, they just slid across the wet floor as the girls carried her to the bench.

Eventually they picked her up, laying her gently on the bench, holding her firmly as she tried desperately to wiggle loose.

“No, please, you can’t!” she begged, tears streaming down her face as I approached.

I shushed her gently as I sat down on the bench between her legs, reassuring her as I grasped her thighs, gently massaging her outer labia with my thumbs, “It’s okay Sabine, coach is gonna take good care of you.”

Remember when I said that it seemed that each new pussy I’d encountered on this journey was more beautiful than the last?

Well Sabine’s was the tops.

Perhaps there was a touch of parental pride involved, but if there was a more perfect vagina in the world I couldn’t even imagine what that would look like.

From her smooth shaved pubis, to the curves of her outer labia, to the perfect shade of pink in her delicate petals, it was the most delicious looking pussy I’d ever laid eyes on.

She whimpered, her flesh quivering as I dipped my head down, kissing her gently on her clitorial hood.

“Please Daddy!” she pleaded pathetically.

“Ooo, daddy!” Mary-Beth hooted. “How kinky!”

‘If you only knew.’ I couldn’t help thinking before gently shushing Sabine again and then proceeding to eat her pussy.

I had thought that I’d put everything into it when I’d gone down on Sarah, but it turned out I had a reserve of passion that I hadn’t tapped into yet.

All the love in my heart for Sabine made its way to my lips and tongue as I ravished her sweet little pussy.

Her sweet musky flavor was positively intoxicating as I fucked her tight hole with my tongue, licking her from her anus to her pubis before settling in to work on her stiff little clitoris.

Before long I’d driven her to orgasm.

She continued to cry “No! Please!” even while she was cumming, but there was no turning back now.

I sat up, wiping Sabine’s juices from my face with my arm, then scooted up to put myself in position for penetration.

I pulled back Sabine’s soft, thick labia with my fingers, guiding the head of my stiff penis toward her pink, glistening, and now fully exposed young vagina.

“Fuck her coach, fuck her hard!” Mary-Beth hissed, cheering me on.

With my face buried in Sabine’s crotch I hadn’t noticed until now what the rest of our assembled party had been doing.

They weren’t just spectating, although they were certainly doing that.

They were, most of them, touching themselves, and even each other.

The atmosphere of sexual excitement was positively electric as I squeezed my stiff shaft causing a single drop of precum to drop onto her pretty pink petals.

As I began pushing my tip into her tight hole she begged desperately, tears streaming down her face, “No, please, you can’t.”

A tear finally emerged from the well that had been building up in my eyes, the emotional intensity even more powerful than the physical sensations as I leaned over her body, first gasping her tits firmly, then kissing her tears and shushing her sweetly.

“But I must my darling.” I whispered in a breathy voice as I began slowly driving my cock into my daughter’s virgin pussy.

Her already wide eyes got wider the deeper I penetrated her, and her mouth soon followed suit, stretching open as my cock stretched her little honey hole.

Once I’d achieved full penetration she took in a couple of loud barking gasps before her whole body suddenly quived, her throat making gurgling sounds as her eyes rolled back in her head.

I wrapped my arms around her slender body, holding her tight as I gave her time to become accustomed to my cock inside her.

She began sobbing again, every sob causing her pussy to inadvertently squeeze my thick meat inside her.

“It’s okay baby.” I whispered urgently, my voice cracking with emotion. “Daddy’s got you Sabine. Daddy’s here.”

“Damn coach!” Sarah said in an awed whisper, a tear trickling down her cheek.

She was clearly moved by this tender display despite the fact that in effect I was raping her friend, and she was helping me.

Nevertheless my obvious and powerful emotional investment impressed her to the degree that it was written all over her face.

“I told you.” Mary-Beth told Sarah smugly. “Coach is a freak!”

This produced a smattering of giggles from the spectators, but I had all my attention focused on Sabine.

I was listening intently, not only with my ears, but my whole body, waiting her her to signal that she was ready to really get fucked by daddy.

Her crying began fading into a series of meaningful moans and whimpers until she eventually took a deep breath and then grunted as she flexed around my cock.

“I love you Daddy.” she whispered as she began gently rocking her hips.

That’s what I’d been waiting for.

She began moaning to the rhythm as I put my hips into it, slowly and steadily pumping my cock into her juicy pussy.

This provoked cheers and excited moans from the assembly but I didn’t have time for that, my baby needed me.

“Yess, fuck me Daddy!” Sabine screamed, her voice thick with lust.

I suppose the girls had decided that they needn’t hold her down anymore because I suddenly felt Sabine’s arm and legs wrap around me.

I began pumping faster, driving my cock repeatedly into her hot pussy, and she began barking out little high pitched squeals.

That’s when I started thinking that even with the towels that bench couldn’t be very comfortable so pulled out, standing up.

“No, no!” Sabine begged breathlessly, reaching for me as I shook off her grasp.

I almost laughed at how she had so recently begged me not to, but now she was begging me not to stop.

“Come on, there’s a good girl.” I encouraged, helping her up and into position.

I got her onto her feet with the bench in between her legs and her back to me.

As soon as she realized where I was going with this she instantly bent over, gripping the bench and arching her back, presenting her hot pussy to me.

Her head turned back to me and she smiled, wiggling her little bottom.

She didn’t have to say a word because that smile said it all.

Now that she could admit to herself, to me, to all those assembled, that this was what she’d wanted, she was ready to enjoy the fruits of that admission and finally get fucked good and proper.

The shape of her buttocks and the way her hips curved into her waist was a perfect heart.

I licked my lips placing one hand on the small of her back and guiding the dripping tip of my cock to her luscious cunt.

Her eyes slammed shut, her mouth straining into an “AH!” and her head flew to face forward as I dove into her up to the hilt.

I didn’t go in too fast, but I didn’t take my time either.

“Oh fuuuck!” she groaned, her fingers gripping the sides of the bench even tighter.

I rubbed my hips in a circle up against her bottom, stirring up her pussy as I grasped her hips.

She mewed and giggled turning her head back and throwing me an expression that said “Oooo, I didn’t know you could do that.”

After which she threw her head forward again, barking out a series of squeals to the rhythm as I began fucking her good.

I wasn’t pounding her pussy hard, but I was going in hard enough to make a nice little slap every time my hips popped her bottom.

I couldn’t help notice the effect all that sport’d had on her bottom.

An ass her size you’d normally see big ripples when you tapped it, but her jiggles were small and tight because of all the tone she’d gained through those hours on the pitch.

In truth all these girls were fit, and not just in the slang, you’d fancy a ride kind of way, but they were literally fit.

Speaking of the other girls this was about the time a fucking orgy broke out.

The girls spread towels on near by benches, as well as the floor, and began having wanton lesbian sex all around us.

It was like a fantasy.

There wasn’t a better atmosphere in which Sabine and I could finally indulge in our forbidden desire for each other, or rather if there was I couldn’t imagine what it might be.

“Ooo Sarah, nice to see you too sweetie!” Sylvia said loud enough for me to here from around the corner where she remained in front of the door.

She was clearly just keeping me in the loop, letting me know she was having Sarah by the door.

Mary-Beth couldn’t resist getting more directly involved, not content to have sex near us, see wanted in on what we were doing.

She sat down in front of Sabine, laying back and grasping the bench behind her, rolling her hips as she cooed teasingly, “I dare you to lick my pussy Sabine.”

Sabine looked back at me, her brow steepled as if she were asking my permission and I nodded my approval, driving all the way in and stopping with my full length buried inside her.

I had been approaching orgasm and needed to cool down a bit, but I also wanted to give Sabine an opportunity to concentrate on eating Mary-Beth’s pussy.

Having your father’s cock thrusting into you can be kind of distracting I’d imagine.

Sabine released the bench and grasped hold of Mary-Beth’s thighs for leverage before dipping her head down and getting to it.

“Goddamn!” Mary-Beth yelped, letting go of the bench and grasping Sabine’s head.

Apparently Sabine hadn’t bothered with any preliminary kisses or tickles but had just dove straight in, licking and sucking her friend’s pussy, attempting to thank her friend for the gift she’d given her.

The gift of her heart’s deepest, darkest desire.

If that was how we were showing our gratitude then I owed Mary-Beth, all the girls really, but most especially Sylvia, a whole lot of head.

Mary-Beth looked up at me with a surprised expression that seemed to say “Damn this girl can eat some pussy but good!” before looking back between her legs, her mouth contorted into ecstatic expressions as she moaned and rolled her hips.

Obviously I couldn’t feel what Mary-Beth was feeling but clearly Sabine was giving her a severe tongue lashing, literally.

It was so hot that I bent over Sabine to get a better look, my hands shaking up her body to massage her breasts.

Before long I couldn’t resist slowly pumping my hips, fucking Sabine while she ate Mary-Beth’s pussy.

That when I heard a moan that caught my attention.

Alice had always been popular amongst the girls.

If they’d had a pageant she’d have won Miss Congeniality hands down.

That was part of the reason that Mary-Beth had been grooming her to take over as team Captain after she graduated.

But the sight which greeted my eyes when I glanced over at the bench next to us really impressed me with how popular she really was.

They’d laid towels on the bench and floor, Alice sitting in between two girls who took turns kissing her mouth, licking and sucking on her tits and otherwise groping and caressing her body.

Meanwhile a third girl was on the floor eating her pussy.

My attention was soon brought back to the matter at hand when Mary-Beth began chanting breathlessly, “Yeah, right there, right there, oh shit!”

Mary-Beth began wailing as her orgasm hit, squirting copious amounts of clear liquid into Sabine’s mouth.

I say into her mouth but it was slashing everywhere.

Sabine couldn’t swallow fast enough she it was running down her chin, but it was also splashing against her cheeks, flying into the air with every powerful pulse, splashing onto nearby girls, and causing them to squeal and giggle.

I could hold back anymore so I stood up, grasping Sabine’s hips, and began just pounding her pussy hard.

She turned her head back to look at me with her mouth hanging open, and her little brow knitting in an expression of ecstatic pain, barking out squeals to the rhythm of my hips slapping her ass.

Before long I could hold back anymore.

But where to cum?

“I’m gonna cum!” I panted, warning Sabine.

That’s when this already crazy situation got even crazier.

Alice shook of her little “fan club,” kneeling next to me and begging, “Cum on my face coach!”

But before I could even think to respond to that another girl knelt on the other side of me crying, “No coach, cum on my tits!”

Before long we were surrounded by every girl in the locker room, even Sarah scurried in, pulling Sylvia by the hand, and they were all begging for my cum.

My head was spinning, but just as I thought this had gotten as wild as possible Sabine wailed, “Cum inside me!”

I was so shocked that I stopped midstroke and panted, “Are you sure baby?”

“Please Daddy, please!” she pleaded, wiggling her tight bum. “Cum inside me!”

All the girls had gone dead silent, looking at us with wide eyed surprise, but the Mary-Beth started quietly chanting, “Do it, do it, do it.”

Alice picked up the chant first, and soon all the girls were chanting, getting louder as they went, “Do it, do it, do it!”

Although I can’t really call it peer pressure since they weren’t my peers, hearing them all chanting for me to do it, and my daughter begging for it, was having an effect on me.

I knew that this was a really bad and stupid idea, but I actually wanted it too, and that’s why my hips flew back into action, pumping my cock into my daughter’s juicy pussy.

“Yeah, you want my cum inside you baby, huh, is that what you want bitch?” I growled as I fucked her hard.

“Yes! God yes! Please!!” she screamed in reply.

Just hearing her beg for it again was enough to drive me over the edge.

“Oh shit, oh shit oh shit!” I chanted intensely under my breath as I felt my orgasm rapidly approaching. “Here it comes Sabine!”

I slowed my stroke, forestalling my orgasm just a little bit longer, eventually stopping with just the tip in, rising up onto the balls of my feet, my face involuntarily contorting into into an ecstatic expression as it rolled up on me.

Everything went white as my eyes rolled black in my head, and my hips began thrusting again, a long low shuddering moan escaping my lips as I ejaculated inside my daughter.

I know that part of the reason it was so intense is because it was so wrong.

Fucking my daughter in the first place was wrong, but cumming inside her was a whole other level of wrong.

Right on time she started cumming too, crying out in ecstasy.

She released Mary-Beth, gripping the bench again, and rising up to meet me as I bent over her, still slapping her bum with my hips as her flexing pussy milked my squirting cock.

“Come’er bitch!” I seethed, grasping her hair, turning her face towards me.

She whimpered then began kissing me back as I thrust my tongue into her mouth.

My hips began to slow as my orgasm wound down.

I broke from our kiss as I finally drove all the in, moaning as my orgasm finished off.

I let her milk me for a few more moments before I started pumping again, fucking her through the rest of her orgasm, only slowing again when she started coming down.

I stood up again, my hands caressing her breasts and belly as they found their way back to her hips.

She’d laid her cheek against Mary-Beth’s thigh, moaning, “Ooohh yeeeeaahhh!” as I pressed my hips against her ass, getting my cock in as deep as it could go before rubbing against her bum in a circular motion, stirring up her cum filled pussy.

Mary-Beth started with the slow clap, but soon the others joined in until they were applauding us, whooping, and hollering.

Eventually I put my hand out and said, “Alright, cheers, thanks, that’s plenty.”

They’d come to a natural stopping point but I had managed to provoke a smattering of giggles.

As I prepared to pull out I realized that I had a choice to make that I quite frankly never expected I’d have to make.

The girls were still on their knees surrounding us, and I could see in their eyes that all of them were vying for the privilege of licking me clean.

Once again I felt a little dizzy at how crazy all this was but decided to go with the people’s choice.

“Alice.” I called as I pulled out, turning towards her.

Some seemed disappointed, but most nodded their approval, which is what I’d been counting on.

They would have accepted whatever choice I made so why not choose the girl most of them would’ve had they been me.

I swung my leg over and sat on the bench because I really needed to sit down, and Alice scrambled over to begin licking the cum from my rapidly deflating cock.

We, Sabine and myself, were suddenly surrounded by the rest of the girls kissing and caressing our bodies.

It was the perfect end to a perfect lay.

Fortunately the showers were right there so we all cleaned up and got dressed at which time I was informed that the celebration was to continue at ours.

Alice, and Sarah sat in the backseat of my Land Rover with Jenny in the middle.

I drove, of course, with Sabine next to me, and Mary-Beth next to her.

Sylvia took off to get party supplies, food and drink, and the other girls found their own way there.

Sabine placed her hand on my thigh as we pulled away, and I looked down at her smiling face, happier than I’d ever been in my life.

As we pulled up to the house Mary-Beth asked in a confused tone, “Wait, are we dropping Sabine off.”

We both spun our heads to look at her and Sabine asked in surprise, “How do you know where I live?!”

Mary-Beth’s cheeks flushed and she looked down bashfully before looking up and admitting sheepishly, “I may have followed you home.”

“Twice!” Jenny piped in from the back seat.

“Yeah, cheers mate.” Mary-Beth replied sarcastically before explaining, “It wasn’t like a stalker thing. I just…”

She kind of trailed off and Jenny jumped in again, saying, “She had a crush on you.”

“Thank you! Jenny!” Mary-Beth exclaimed irritably, her face getting even redder.

Sabine placed her hand gently on Mary-Beth’s thigh, leaning over and kissing her on her blushing face as she whispered, “I think it’s sweet.”

Sabine’s other hand slid up my thigh and began rubbing my cock as she turned and smiled at me.

That smile said it all without saying a word, and I knew right there that this new relationship was going to be one hell of a ride.

That’s when Jenny leaned up, pointed at our house, and asked Mary-Beth, “Wait, is that Sabine’s house?!”

“Yeah.” Mary-Beth replied, somewhat bemused. “Why?”

Of course Jenny knew this was my house because Sylvia had brought her over.

I could see the little wheels turning in her head as she looked at Sabine, then at me, and started putting two and two together.

“Oh wow!” she said, her eyes wide with shock as she sat back, dumbfounded by her sudden realization.

“What?!” Mary-Beth demanded, becoming a bit irritated.

I decided to make things clear by telling Mary-Beth, “This is my house. Where I live with my daughter.”

She still seemed a little confused as she responded, “But that’s where Sabine lives, with her father.”

Her jaw dropped along with the penny as she finally put together what I was actually saying.

I put my arm around Sabine, giving her shoulder a little squeeze as I confirmed, “Yes, she’s my little girl.”

After a moment of shocked silence in the car Mary-Beth blurted out, “He’s your for real Da?!”

“He is indeed.” Sabine confirmed proudly.

“That is so sick and twisted.” Mary-Beth said in a tone of disgust before exclaiming enthusiastically, “Awesome!”

Alice, Sarah, and Jenny erupted into laughter that soon infected us all.

“Okay ladies.” I finally chuckled. “Let’s go in and celebrate.”

Mary-Beth bolted to the door, dragging Sabine along while the other three girls accompanied me.

As we got to the door I heard a familiar car horn and turned to see Sylvia pulling up.

I smiled as I looked ahead to my new life.

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