Taking My Daughter Sabine Ch. 8 - Sex Stories

Taking My Daughter Sabine Ch. 8

... 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 ...