Taking My Daughter Sabine Ch. 7 - Sex Stories

Taking My Daughter Sabine Ch. 7

... started studying the records, stats, and relative strengths and weaknesses of the other teams to help us develop tighter strategies for each game.

However all that came in the ensuing weeks, that night I still had a little party to arrange.

I went to Sylvia's flat after finishing up at school and told her what would be happening and why.

When I got to the bit about the bet, and how this little soiree would ensure that these girls would make Sabine fuck me Sylvia interrupted with a snort.

For a moment she was laughing so hard she wasn't making and noise, but she eventually recovered her composure.

"Look at you tigar!" she slid in between gasps as she struggled to recover her breath.

I kind of can't believe it but I actually blushed, like I felt my face flush hot.

Eventually I asked impatiently, "May I continue?"

"Sure love." she assured me with a wave of her hand. "Just say the thing."

This was why I'd had a sudden attack of apple cheeks, because I knew this was coming.

Formally in our relationship we'd sometimes have disagreements about a point of fact, or how a given social situation was going to play out, and when it turned out she was right, as she often was, I had to say so clearly and succinctly.

Even in the dom/sub relationship we had now there was always some give and take, and I had to give her this one.

I took a deep breath and said with a defeated sigh, "Sylvia was right."

"About?" she inquired teasingly.

"Me wanting to ...

... fuck my daughter." I replied begrudgingly.

"And?" she asked hopefully.

"Yes Sylvia, I'm pretty sure she wants to fuck me too." I admitted to finish out the ritual.

She placed a hand on either side of my face, kissed me on the mouth, and then said with a smile, "It's a good thing you're so pretty."

Once she understood what we needed from the evening she pretty much took over the planning, with gusto.

If anything she was more excited than me.

There may be blokes that love pussy as much as me, but none that love it more.

However Sylvia put me to shame.

I believe that she may have loved pussy more than some lesbians, but fortunately for me she was also not indifferent to cock.

In any case once I'd put everything in Sylvia's capable hands she coordinated with the girls, set the date, and told me when to show up.

I wasn't sure exactly what to expect but knowing Sylvia it was going to be good.

This was basically an audition.

As Mary-Beth related it to me Sarah had become deeply invested in Sabine's first time.

Apparently her own had been with an older guy and it had been mediocre at best.

I couldn't believe that she wouldn't take Mary-Beth's and Jenny's word, but she had to see for herself.

"Your first time only happens once." is what Sarah had said to Mary-Beth, and if she was going to serve Sabine up to me on a platter she had to be sure I was really going to do her right.

It was moving in a weird way that Sarah was willing to go to ...