TITLE: Artist 8 - Donna's Sleepover Gone Awry
Copyright (C) 2015, w1drng.  ALL Rights Reserved

STORY CODES: Mg, cheat

SUMMARY: 22-year-old Danny was married to Amanda who was 12 years
older than him. Her three daughters, now aged 15, 13, and 11,
were all living with them. Would Danny keep to himself during
Donna's sleepover or end up in bed with everyone like he had the
night before?

ADULTSONLY: This work is total fiction. It is intended for ADULTS
ONLY. It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving
minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view
such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not
read further, and do not save this story. Any resemblance to
actual persons or activities depicted is purely coincidental. I
neither encourage nor condone the involvement of children in
sexual oriented acts with adults.


Somehow I survived Natalie's sleepover Friday night. It was
Saturday afternoon now and I had the house all cleaned up and
ready for my middle stepdaughter's sleepover later that night.
This one should be easier, with the girls all about two years
younger than the last set. If nothing else I could threaten this
group of 13-year-olds into behaving. This sleepover had been
planned for our house for some time. My wife Amanda was supposed
to be here but was off helping my mother-in-law for the weekend.
After last night I was looking forward to sleeping in my own bed
alone. I would not be carrying on with any of these girls, or
anyone else, ever again. I loved my wife Amanda and promised
myself I would be true and faithful from here on out, forever.

Around 5:00 PM my daughter Donna called from a girlfriend's house
where she stayed Friday night and said that they would be home
here in about an hour. The other girls would be arriving around
then too. "If it's alright with you I'll just order Pizza
delivered around 6:30 tonight," I told her. "How many kids are
coming?"

"Well, let's see, there're seven of us all told. I hope that's
not too many. And get a variety of the medium pizzas so there's
something for everyone's tastes. Thanks Danny, I mean Dad." Donna
just recently started calling me Dad, or tried to. It felt good.
Their mother Amanda really appreciated it, knowing how I liked
it.

Amanda was 12 years older than me and we loved each other dearly.
The fact that I still looked like I should be in high school made
our age difference even more dramatic. Though she didn't know it,
I had broken her trust by violating her two older daughters. But
the girls and I came to an understanding and that was all behind
us now. Somehow last night I fell off the wagon and fucked
everyone in the house except Natalie, my oldest stepdaughter. I
was determined that that wasn't going to happen at Donna's
sleepover. I swore I wouldn't fuck anyone except my wife ever
again.

I made the call and ordered the pizzas, four medium size of
various types and one large Hawaiian, for me and whoever else
wanted some.

True to her word Donna arrived within the hour along with her
girlfriend. "Dad, this is Cindy. Cindy, my dad." We shook hands
and she had one of those fish-handshakes, weak and limp. Cindy
was a slip of a girl, short, barely 5 feet, thin as a rail, small
little bumps for breasts. Her light brown hair was straight, past
the shoulders. She had brown eyes, thin lips, and light freckles
on her nose. Without any makeup on, that's what stood out. She
wasn't ugly at all, just sort of plain-Jane. They went to Donna's
bedroom to drop off her stuff and wait until others arrived.

Five minutes later the doorbell rang and I opened it to a nice
looking woman with a couple of pretty twin girls standing next to
her. Before I could even say hello Donna was there ushering them
inside. "Well I guess this is the right house," the woman said.
"You two behave," she yelled as she walked away.

When I shut the door Donna introduced the twins to me. "Dad, this
is Kelli and Kendrid." Looking to the girls she said, "This is my
Dad."

The girls were identical to me. I would have to keep them
straight by their clothing. "So which one is Kelli?" The girl
with the red blouse raised her hand. I shook it and thankfully
she had a normal handshake. "Then you are Kendrid," I said
shaking her hand. "I hope you like pizza." They both shook their
heads yes. The twins were about 5 foot 1, medium build, and wavy
blond haircut to shoulder length. Their blue eyes stood out on
their tanned skin. Their breasts looked about half-developed but
at least had some body to them. The girls were well shaped and I
found out later that they were both star soccer players.

Two more girls arrived, accompanied by parents that quickly
dropped them off and left. Vicky was 5 foot 3 inches, well
developed, and a bit on the hefty side. She had green eyes, long
brown hair, and a firm grip when we shook hands. For a moment I
visualized Vicky standing behind me with her right arm around my
waist, gripping my hard cock and jacking me off. I quickly threw
the image away and chastised myself for having it. This night was
going to be normal, not like the prior night.

Brandy was the other girl, probably 5 foot 1 inch, medium build,
and a nice looking chest from what I could tell through her
sweater. The most startling feature was her Gothic look with
long, straight, jet-black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. She had
a tongue ring, several ear piercings, one above the corner of her
left eye, a tiny one through her left nostril and a post through
her left lip. I chucked visualizing her leaning to the left
because of the extra weight of all the metal on that side. I
wondered for a moment what it would be like to kiss someone with
a tongue post. Get a grip, I said to myself.

The doorbell pulled me away from the introductions as our last
guest arrived. I opened the door to a short woman who couldn't
have been more than 5 foot, standing next to a girl I knew. It
was Maryanne, the girl from the fair. But her mom was the one
that had me staring. She must have had D cup breasts that looked
even larger on her short frame. "Is this the slumber party?" she
asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry, yes, please come in," I said. Donna came over and
welcomed Maryanne introducing me. Maryanne acted as if she didn't
know me so I thankfully played along.

"Hi, I'm Linda, Maryanne's mother. I understand that your wife is
away for the weekend. Please don't take this wrong but I really
don't feel comfortable leaving my daughter here without some
other supervision. I just think that there are too many kids for
one parent to handle. So if you don't mind I'm staying the night.
I can sleep on the couch, or if you have a guest room, whatever."

"I uh...well of course you can stay. And I appreciate the help.
But you can take my room. I can sleep in my studio in the
basement," I told Linda. But how did she know that Amanda was
away for the weekend? Did Donna tell her? Anyway all the girls
were here and they dragged their stuff to the family room where
they were going to sleep. I talked with Linda about nonsense
stuff for a while until the pizza arrived.

I had plenty of pop on hand and with the variety of pizzas,
everyone was happy. With the girls occupied with dinner, Linda
and I settled into the living room, in earshot of the girls'
activities but far enough away to enjoy our pizza and chat alone.
"So Linda, how did you know that my wife Amanda was gone for the
weekend?"

"I heard from a friend of mine that had a girl at Natalie's
sleepover that it got moved to your house at the last minute. Her
name's Susan." Suddenly it all became clear. I had fucked Susan
twice, once last night in my shower and once early this morning
in my bed.

"Oh...I uh...I mean," I was stumbling all over myself.

Linda put her hand on mine. "I understand from Susan that you
give a great shower massage." She looked at me and smiled. "Not
to worry. I'm very discrete."

I think I stopped breathing. I had planned on playing it straight
tonight but I doubted Linda was going to let me. My mind started
wandering, visualizing what Linda would look like in the nude, me
sucking on her big breasts, fucking this woman's brains out.

"We're going to have a good time tonight," Linda said as she
patted my hand.

Just then Maryanne walked up. "Mom, I think your phone is
ringing. You left your purse in the hallway." Linda excused
herself and left. Maryanne came over and sat down next to me.

"Patty's boyfriend my ass. What luck. I didn't realize that Patty
was Donna's sister or I would have known you were connected to
Donna. This sleepover just got a whole lot more interesting,"
Maryanne said.

"Thanks for not showing you knew me but we can't do anything
here. There are too many people around," I told her.

"Oh we'll find a way. Look we're alone now," she pointed out.
"Just give it some time. I plan on fucking you silly tonight."

I watched Maryanne stand up and walk out of the living room. As
much as I wanted to fuck Maryanne and her mother right then, I
also wanted to honor my promise to my wife Amanda, to stay true
to her. There was only one way to prevent a repeat of yesterday.
I had to call my wife.

"This is Danny. Can you put Amanda on the line please?" I asked
my mother-in-law when I called.

"Hi, what's up?" Amanda said as she got on the line.

"This sleepover has gotten way out of hand," I told her. "I need
you home here now."

"But you know I'm supposed to help mom tomorrow," she argued.

"One of the girl's mother is staying the night because you're not
here and I don't feel comfortable about it," I explained. "She's
acting, well...a little too friendly. I really want you to be
here."

"OK. I understand. I'm on my way. It will take us a little while
but I'll be there," she said. "Oh and Danny, I love you more than
anything for what you just did, calling me for help in this kind
of situation. Most men would have just let themselves be seduced
by it all. But not you. You really are my one true love."

I hung up and then made an announcement to everyone. Most didn't
care, except for Maryanne and her mother, who packed up her stuff
and left. "Maybe another time," she said as she walked out the
front door.

"Good, she's gone," Maryanne whispered to me. "One less problem."

What transpired over the next two hours was a surprise to
everyone. Donna got sick. She began throwing up, had a fever, and
clearly couldn't continue with her sleepover. Fortunately Amanda
and Patty arrived home soon after. Amanda took Donna to the
emergency room and I had the wonderful task of taking all the
girls home. Patty rode along with me.

I walked each of the girls up to their respective doors and
explained the situation to each parent, and asking if their child
could stay another time when Donna was well. Maryanne was the
last one to be dropped off. When we were on her porch she was
between her door and me. My van was parked on the street, just
out of view. Maryanne turned and gave me a kiss on the mouth. I
didn't pull away. I couldn't. All I could think about was when I
fucked her in the haunted house. I felt her hand on the front of
my pants.

"You'd like to come in wouldn't you?" she asked. "If you hadn't
of brought Patty along I would have let you. Another time
perhaps, now that I know you are Donna's dad. I think I'll become
Donna's new best friend."

"I'd like that. I've got to go," I said, stepping back slowly,
thinking how stupid I was for leading her on. But there was just
something about Maryanne that just melted away my defenses. I
turned and went back to the van.

"Everything OK?" Patty asked. "You look sort of red in the face."

"I'm fine, thanks," I told Patty. "Let's go." I started up the
van and began the drive home.

Patty moved over into the middle seat next to me and buckled up.
"I know what you did with Maryanne. Her sister told me."

"I don't know what you're talking about," I replied.

"Sex things," Patty said.

"Then Maryanne, or her sister, has a wild imagination," I told
Patty. But that didn't stop her from taking her hand and resting
it on my thigh. It caused me to jerk the wheel.

"Getting a little nervous?" she asked.

"Patty, I don't know what you think is going to happen here. But
it's not happening." I was firm with her.

"But I was hoping we could practice being boyfriend and
girlfriend again, like we did at the fair," she explained. "You
know, like we did in the haunted mansion." I had masturbated
Patty during one of my weak moments at the county fair.

Just then my cell phone rang. I saw that it was Amanda. All Patty
heard was my side of the conversation. "Hi hon, how's
Donna?...Yes...Oh...So you won't know anything more for a couple
of hours? I'm driving over there...Are you sure?...Yes, we were
on our way home now...OK, I guess we'll see you guys when you get
home...What? Not before morning?...OK late morning then...I love
you too. Yes I'm still here...I'll take good care of Patty...I
know...she's been dragged around all weekend...OK, OK, I'll give
her extra attention."

Patty had been massaging my upper leg getting dangerously close
to waking up my sleeping dick. I wasn't going to let that happen.
I may have violated both her older sisters, but I wasn't going to
ruin Patty. "Save yourself for the love of your life, Patty," I
told her moving her hand off of my leg.

"I have," she said, putting her hand back but this time right on
my groin. "Besides Mom just said for you to give me extra
attention tonight. This is what I want."

My mind was clear on this. I wasn't going to fuck my youngest
stepdaughter. But my body wasn't as clear as my mind as my penis
woke up and began to grow to her touch.

"You say one thing with your mouth Dad, while your body says the
opposite," she argued.

"Any guy is going to react that way when touched by a
pretty...young...Oh God Patty...vixen like yourself. Now stop it
Patty, right now," I ordered, again tossing her hand off of me.
We sparred back and forth a bit more and before I knew it we were
home. As the garage door shut us in Patty got on her knees on the
car seat and kissed me hard on the mouth. I awkwardly fumbled at
trying to push her away for a moment. But finally managed to
break the kiss.

When we got in the house I told her, "I'm taking a shower. You
need to go take a cold one." I left her in the hallway, going
into my bedroom and shutting the door.

Stripping down I got in the shower but mine was hot and steamy.
After cleaning up I found myself thinking about Patty, imagining
what it would be like with her. I got hair conditioner and used
it as a lubricant, slowly stroking myself, my eyes closed, my
imagination running wild with Patty.

It was the shower door opening that brought me back to reality.
Patty stepped in, completely nude. Her small little breasts poked
out at me. All was lost. I reached out to her and lifted her up
in the air as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I moved my
hands down underneath her ass, feeling her soft skin. Her hair
and face were getting wet now as she leaned in and kissed me. I
lowered her down so that my erection was knocking at her pussy
door, trying to open her up. She relaxed her legs a little and
slid down onto my shaft. She was tight, her tiny cunt barely
opening up to me. I lifted her slightly and then gripping her
sides slowly forced her down hard onto me. She screamed out once
in that moment of pain as I broke through her hymen. I didn't do
it quick. I wanted to feel the skin tear away as I pushed my
pulsating cock into her virgin opening. I reached behind me and
turned off the shower, wanting to be able to hear her, to make
sure she was all right.

Patty had her arms wrapped around my neck and her face against my
chest. My shaft was buried partway inside of her no-longer virgin
pussy. I just held her there for a minute without moving. Patty
was breathing heavy from the shock of her body being invaded, not
from any sexual excitement, at least not yet. But I was going to
change that.

Still supporting her by her ass I slowly tilted my hips down and
back, pulling myself almost all the way out of her. Then I
reversed my action pushing upwards and letting her weight drop
her bottom down a bit. This helped me slide farther up inside of
her. The feeling was incredible as I sank deeper inside of her
tight vaginal canal. I think the little bit of blood and the left
over hair conditioner still on my cock provided just enough
lubrication for me. I repeated this process of pulling out and
pushing back in, until I found myself completely inside of her
and just held myself there while she became accustomed to my
size.

After a minute I lifted her up, sliding myself nearly all the way
out and then pushed her back down, this time more firmly. After
several more times of this Patty started doing it on her own. So
I just stood there, letting this little girl fuck me. It didn't
take her long to get the hang of it. "Oh God Patty, you feel so
good," I told her. She looked up at me and smiled with a proud
look on her face, knowing that she was giving me pleasure. I
closed my eyes, tilted my head back and just let her go at it. It
couldn't have been but a couple of minutes longer and I felt
myself start to cum. "Patty, I'm cumming. I have to pull out."

"No," is all she said as she drove herself down hard onto my
shaft one last time. I didn't have time to fight her. That last
action of hers sent me over the edge and I began to shoot my cum
up into her tiny pussy. I was sorry I didn't try harder to make
her climax. My own coming so quick. When I quit cumming she
lifted herself off of me and stepped down onto the floor.

"Oh dear god, Patty, we shouldn't have done that. I'm so sorry,"
I told her.

"Don't be sorry silly. I wanted you to be my first. But the way
you kept pushing me away I was beginning to wonder if we would
ever do it," she explained.

"Well it has to be the last time, do you understand?" I told more
than asked her.

She looked sad. "What if I were to arrange a little get-together
with some of my friends? Would that interest you?" she asked.

"Patty, I uh they shouldn't um we really uh, well maybe it's time
for you to have a slumber party," I laughed.

"Now you're talking, Danny. But I was thinking maybe just
inviting over one friend at first, just to try it out. We'll have
to figure out how to get rid of everyone else. You work on that
while I work on finding just the right friend," she said.

"I think I can handle that," I replied smiling as I turned the
shower back on. We enjoyed cleaning each other off.

Knowing my wife Amanda would not be home until morning I let
Patty sleep in my bed with me. But we didn't get to sleep right
away. With both of us nude, I soon found myself deep inside of
her again. This time she had her first fucking orgasm. It wasn't
her last before morning arrived.

The End (until the next adventure)