1. I Couldn't Believe That Happened


    Date: 9/23/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: hidingmydarksecrets, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    Our house always has been the "cool" place to hang out at. Our daughter and step-daughter's friends have always liked coming over. They would always tell everyone that we were awesome, fun to chill with, really laid-back, and they could stay up all hours of the night having fun. What the girls have never mentioned, thankfully, is that when my wife would go to work on second or third shift, often times our late nights would result in some drinking. Yes, I knew it was wrong, but I also knew that they would do it on their own, and I'd have rather seen it happening and have the ability to control things, rather than them getting into trouble elsewhere. We would, at times, end up with dirty truth and dare games that would turn extremely sexual in nature. I always laughed it off after, and the girls always told me that I was "totally cool" to let them do things their parents wouldn't do. In the position I often found myself in, it wasn't like I really wanted to say no. A handful of very young, very cute teenage girls, sixteen and seventeen years old, at my house, roaming around in short shorts, pajamas, and giggling and talking about sex. It didn't sound like a difficult decision to make. I let them have their fun, and I got to sit there, watch them, and get hard. Hours later into the night, when they were sleeping, I'd masturbate to dirty sexual fantasies involving the girls. Being the horny dude I am, I did it on more than one occasion. What I did not expect, however, was one of ...
    those nights to actually lead to something beyond truth and dare, dirty sexual conversation, or even my masturbation sessions late at night when the girls were sleeping. Prior to the girls deciding to get dirty and graphic, and play truth and dare, I had spent a couple of hours handling some house chores and fixing a couple of things that needed to be fixed. So when they started talking, rather than me disappear, I chose to hang out in the living room where I often would, listening, laughing, and at times, hoping they would want to include me (which most times they did, and I was only too happy to participate). Even though I was sweaty and dirty, and had planned to take a shower, I held off when the girls started getting dirty and perverted. It started heating up pretty quickly and, much to my enjoyment, I was able to see a couple of shots of teenage underwear, a couple of shirts pulled up, a couple of bras, and even, just prior to the conclusion of their truth and dare, some girl on girl kissing. I always loved the dirtier stuff. The game concluding, the girls giggling and laughing, saying "that was hot - we gotta do even more next time", and "I thought you two kissing was totally sexy. I wanna see more another time", I gathered up my stuff and headed into the lower level bathroom. The girls climbed the stairs. In the shower, lathering up and cleaning myself off, I closed my eyes and let my fantasies take control of me. I felt myself getting turned on, hard, and worked up. I ...
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