I knew that as soon as my daughter had her first period, my wife had put her on birth control. Lindsay never seemed like the desperate or slutty type to me, but I knew she wasn’t naïve or shy either. While I didn’t believe she was sleeping around, I also had convinced myself a that she probably wasn’t a virgin anymore either. Maybe this was because I had lost my virginity at such an early age, or maybe it was just the way Lindsay always seemed so casual about the topic of sex; but my guts told me my daughter wasn’t completely innocent.
Lindsay was watching me, almost as if she could tell I was debating on how far to let this conversation get. I saw a brief grin flicker across her face before she abruptly turned the subject back to her upcoming party.
“I really want this to be perfect dad. Please say you’ll help.”
I wasn’t even aware of what she had asked me to help with, but since my wife was out of town all weekend and the following week, it didn’t really matter. I would be the only authority figure around, and therefor stuck with the duty of trying to keep my daughter and her four friends happy for one night.
On the bright side, the perv in me had definitely already considered the possibility that four hot young females (not including my daughter) might be running around in my house in their underwear this weekend. Of course my logical side immediately stepped in to remind myself that even if they decided to forgo pajamas for some kind of lingerie thing, a bunch of young girls aren’t going to want some forty-something year old man like me hanging around and gawking.
Reluctantly I replied, “Sure sweetie. Whatever you need.”
“Promise?” she insisted.
“Promise,” I confirmed.
That night, I couldn’t stop thinking about my daughter’s upcoming party. At first I was just dreading the fact that I would have to share a house with five young girls that I knew would be wound up, but slowly my perv side came out again and I started to wonder what the girls would be wearing to bed. While I knew it would probably be a bunch of oversized pajamas, I couldn’t help but hold out hope that at least one of them would be wearing a pair of shorts that would be way too small, or maybe one of the girls would even dare to show off some sexy lingerie; or at least a tee shirt with just some panties. The thought one of the girls tight asses just peeking out from some tiny shorts was enough to make me hard, and I began masturbating to my dirty fantasy.
With my wife downstairs on her couch, I had the room to myself and was really getting into my “session”. I had visions of bringing the girls snacks or drinks, only to find them lying on the floor in their underwear – tight beautiful asses barely covered and sticking out for me to see. I imagined Lindsay’s best friend Kristy playfully sitting on my lap to watch a movie and wigging her butt against the lump in my pants. What I didn’t realize was that I was now talking out loud in my fantasy, encouraging the girls by name to carry on with their teasing. I was jerking even faster as I turned my thoughts to Lindsay’s other friend, Amy. I was close to cumming as I watched her reveal her young body to me in my mind. Just as I was fantasizing about entering her, I lost control and started cumming all over my stomach and chest. My orgasm was intense as my body tightened and the last of my orgasm dripped from my cock. That’s when I saw her.