Meeting Our Daughter at a Sex Party Ch. 04

Tom Gates was a bad dad, and it wasn't because he had cum in his daughter's mouth and it also wasn't because he had let her jerk him off with her thighs. It wasn't even because of his recent crime, finishing on his wife's tits and then insisting his daughter clean it all up. The reason he was a bad dad was simply because all of that happening had almost made him forget that it was soon to be Rebecca's birthday. This budding rivalry between them had nearly made him forgot that despite everything he was still supposed to be dad.

It had come as a surprise to him when Tori mentioned hosting a party at the weekend and his heart sank when he remembered it would be their daughter's 22nd birthday. He felt guilty. He tried to play off his forgetfulness before rushing out that day to grab a few supplies for the event, and most importantly, some gifts for his beloved daughter. Things had changed in the last two months but they didn't wipe out everything else and it was a valuable lesson for him in separating what happened at those parties with what happened at home.

Tom had made a bigger effort to socialise with Rebecca around the house since she swallowed his cum for a second time directly off of her mother's breasts and this impending party was another good reason for that. They would be spending plenty of time with family for the first time since their relationship with their daughter changed, and it would be a challenge. If he could find himself on friendlier terms with Rebecca then nobody would spot a difference and he wouldn't need to explain to nosy family members while they seemed cold with each other. His daughter had been receptive to it as well, though she still seemed more comfortable with her mum.

Her birthday party would be on the Friday evening, the day before her actual birthday. The three of them were skipping out on their mutually enjoyed sex parties this week, and it would probably be good for them all to have a normal time at home and remember they were actually family before they started crossing into the taboo.

Tori was the last to get ready after spending the whole day ensuring the house was in perfect condition for guests, and it was Tom who laid out the last of the snacks before one by one his girls joined him downstairs and each in turn briefly stopped his heart. Rebecca was first, and her little black dress was long sleeved and form fitting with a hint of cleavage and a healthy dose of those thighs he loved so much. In truth it was more than he had gotten used to seeing her in, and she looked elegant and gorgeous. Her hair had been lightly curled towards the bottom, and her makeup was light but for dark red lips.

"You look great." Tom said, still attempting to normalize relations between them.

"Thank you." Rebecca replied. "You should see mum."

It wasn't long before he would get that privilege and it was a sight he adored. Tori's dress was red, but both shorter than her daughter's and with a deeper cut at the cleavage. "Christ." Tom said as she took a spin in front of him. She was so clearly growing in confidence since these they started attending these parties, and she had plenty to begin with.

"I knew you'd like it." Tori said, happy with her choice of dress from her girls shopping trip with Rebecca earlier in the week. "Or should I say your daughter knew you'd like it. It was her suggestion."

Tom gave Rebecca a knowing glance. Between the schoolgirl outfit she dressed her mum up in at that last party and now this dress, the girl knew how to make her mum look even more incredible than normal.

Before long there were guests arriving and in truth it was a whole lot of fun. They were a pretty close family but over the summer people were away and travelling and they saw less of each other but as they edged closer to autumn most of them were back for a drink and to celebrate the oldest of the next generation. Tom and Tori both had younger siblings and they all had kids of their own, but Rebecca had been the first grandchild on both sides. Tom was very glad to see his parents after their summer fling with their place in Southern France though he couldn't help but wonder how his mother might slap him round the ear if she knew what he had been doing with her favourite granddaughter.

Rebecca had talked to her mum about inviting some friends she had made during her time attending the parties, but Tori had to draw a line to protect their identity as family but had granted permission for Jason to come along given he was already in the know. Tom wasn't overly keen to hang out with the guy who knew he had been intimate with his daughter against the law, but the young man was very polite and Rebecca seemed much happier to have him there. She also trusted him with their secret and Tom in turn trusted she wouldn't tell someone who wasn't worth telling.

"22 years old. I really can't believe it." said Valerie, who was Tom's mother. "Your mum doesn't look old enough to have a 22 year old, does she sweetheart?"

"Definitely not!" Rebecca confirmed, bringing an extra wide smile to her mother's face.

"And I do?" Tom asked, a little offended.

"Oh, honey. You definitely do." his mother quickly confirmed, before everyone laughed either with or at him.

"I was in the room when you were born." said Cynthia, Tori's mum. "They let your mother have two guests because your dad kept fainting. God, you were so gorgeous."

Tom was bewildered as to how he had become the target of every woman in his life, but he got an understanding pat on the back from his dad who had likely suffered a similar fate so many times before.

It was a great night in truth, the three of them enjoying plenty of time chatting among loved ones and at no point did Tom feel their secret hanging over them. If they needed proof they could still be a normal family then this was it. It soothed some of that anxiety which had embedded in his stomach for the last couple of months and showed him that whatever happened, he would always be dad first.

As the party drew to a close, Tom and Tori ushered out family group by group ensuring that anyone who had been drinking had a taxi waiting for them. Jason was one of the last to leave and Tom realised that he didn't really understand what kind of relationship they had at all. There was no kiss goodbye and they rarely flirted either, but she had used him to pleasure Tori before jerking her dad off between her legs. If she had wanted him to stay over she wouldn't have even needed to ask for permission at her age, but that never happened.

The next oldest cousin after Rebecca was the last to leave, and she failed in her final attempt to tempt the birthday girl out to a club to carry the night on until the early morning. With her gone there was finally some peace and quiet. "Can I offer you both a nightcap?" Tori asked, and with everyone in agreement they sat themselves down in the front room with a small glass of whiskey each. Tom and Tori were next to each other on the big couch, with Rebecca on the reclining chair diagonal to them.

"Is Jason your boyfriend?" Tori asked, and it was a question Tom had some intrigue in as well.

Rebecca laughed. "He's just my friend. We basically work together. They paired us up when we were both new because we were attracted to each other and caught the attention of some people but we've never wanted anything more than that outside of the events."

"I suppose that makes sense." Tori murmured.

"You're more his type." Rebecca giggled, taking a sip of her drink and cringing at the burn in her throat. She had spent the rest of the evening drinking cider which had been much easier to swallow.

"I look pretty similar to you."

"I think she means your age." Tom said, and Rebecca quickly nodded in agreement.

"He's a MILF hunter." Rebecca expanded. "That's what we call him anyway."

Tori blushed. She had certainly enjoyed having his mouth between her thighs and perhaps one day more of him would find its way between her legs.

"Should we talk then?" Rebecca asked. Her tone had shifted into more serious territory. "I'm ready if you two are."

Tom's stomach sank briefly, but this was his idea. He had wanted to show more control last time and went into the last party with a swagger that his daughter won't have seen from him before. He ended up fucking his wife relentlessly in front of Rebecca before telling her she could swallow his cum down again if she so wished. She did it without hesitation, licking and sucking on her mother's breasts. By the time she was done he had no idea if he had really been in control at all.

"Let's talk." Tori answered for him. "Is there anything you want to say sweetie, or should we go first?"

Rebecca wasn't waiting around, and she quickly answered with conviction. "This is my fault. I knew you were nervous and trying to avoid me the first time you came to an event. I had two options when I walked into that room and saw you both together. I should have turned around and left but for some reason I decided to stay. I don't have the complete answer for that but it's the decision I made and then I kept pushing your buttons until you did something you had no intention of doing." Her eyes were on her dad, and his heart thundered as she remembered the moment he finished his orgasm on her tongue. "I don't know why I did that or a lot of the things I have done but I also don't regret it. I'm not scared of it happening again. If you think I'm ready to talk because I have answers then that's not the case and I'm sorry for that but for me the simple thing I know in my heart is that I have had an amazing time tonight and I love you both so much, but if you came to the party next week I wouldn't be afraid of the possibilities."

She took a deep breath. "I am capable of both." Tom hadn't even noticed Tori had taken his hand as their daughter spoke. He felt numb for a moment but in a good way. Like nothing else mattered but watching her speak and taking in every word. She was making it very clear that she was open to the new phase of their relationship continuing and that was a complex, terrifying and tantalizing possibility.

Tori didn't speak at first, so Tom found his voice instead. "I know you told me it bores you when I apologise for what happened but I can't not apologise for my behavior on that first night. Sure we were a little overwhelmed by your confidence but we are still your parents. I had absolutely no right to do what I did. It was cowardly to try and hide behind our masks and do something just because it felt sexy in the moment."

It felt good to finally talk this out and provide his daughter with some more honesty, though Rebecca wasn't too keen to leave the blame with her parents. "We all made mistakes and I knew you would feel guilty. That's why I did what I did the second time. I wanted to even the scoreboard so you didn't need to think you were completely to blame."

Tom shook his head. He didn't want to push his daughter into doing things that she didn't need or want to do just because it would make him feel better about his own misbehavior.

"I don't regret anything either." Tori interrupted them. Her argument seemed closer to her daughter's than her husbands. Tom and his wife had talked about this plenty but as her explanation followed he learned a little more about the impact these events had been having on his wife. "I've been quite taken by my feelings for you in recent weeks, honey. I was completely struck by your confidence that first week. I suppose I see a little bit of myself in you, but you are so much more. I feel as if you are living out some of the experiences I wish me and your dad had fallen into when we were younger and when we finally chose to do it, we bumped into the reason we stopped ourselves. It was such a shock but I was so proud or even attracted to the woman you have become and I feel so lucky that I get to live out my fantasies now while seeing you live out your own."

It was an unbelievable revelation that Tori saw so much of their early selves in their daughter and even more so that destiny had brought the girls together to live out these experiences together. "I feel so lucky that we get to share these experiences, me and you..." Tori looked to Rebecca. "..as girls. Dressing up together and feeling sexy together. And we're even luckier than we get to do it as a family." Her hand had made its way to Tom's knee and she stroked it gently as she spoke of the three of them taking this path together. "I feel the same way as you Bex. I am not at all afraid of what might happen next."

Tom was stunned. His daughter had been very honest but even she couldn't match what came out of his wife's mouth. They were both keen for this to continue and he quickly realised he was the only one who hadn't spelled that out yet. He downed his drink, still in need of a little more liquid courage. "I don't want to stop either. I planned to stop after the first but you asked us to show up to another party. After that second night I couldn't wait for the third. I don't know if I should be proud of it but I have every intention of being there again next week."

Rebecca stood up, stretching her legs. "See, talking is easy."

Maybe it was, or maybe it was the long night of drinking that had freed them all from their regrettable actions. His girls seemed sure of themselves. He was becoming more sure every time he looked at his daughter.

"I think we know that there is a difference between being here at home and what happens there." Tori said, seemingly trying to put up some sort of disconnect between family life and the parties.

"What happens in Vegas." Rebecca agreed.

Tom couldn't believe it really. It was as if there were no rules at all at the parties now, as long as they could remain a family at home. What that meant for the next party he wasn't entirely sure. He led Rebecca down a darker path the last time they met in that venue, pushing her into the next stage of incest with her mother. Maybe it was his job as her father to decide what came next.

"Remember it's a theme night next weekend. You have to come sporty." Rebecca said. Tom wondered if she was as excited as he was to burn through every day between now and then. Perhaps she had a little more composure than him.

"What does sporty even mean?" Tom asked, unsure of what he could put on that would fit the theme.

"I'm wearing a tennis outfit."

"Yeah, but what about me? Do I just show up as a football manager in a suit?" Tom was teasing a little.

"Dad, guys can wear what they like and no one will notice because theme nights are for the ladies."

"She's right." Tori said. "But you can choose something for me and we can order it online."

"I can live with that." Tom was happy with anything that ended with his wife in another sexy costume. He helped with some final tidying up before everyone began to prepare for bed. It was quite incredible to follow up the conversation they just had about there being no strings attached at these events they attend but not being allowed to act on it now. Tom wasn't exactly sure he would act on it if he had the option, but at the very least he had a wife to enjoy in bed so he wasn't going to waste this energy on nothing.

While Rebecca was in the bathroom sorting herself out he tiptoed into her room and left one last gift on her bed. Something had come over him during his shop earlier in the week and he slipped into an adult store and bought her something he refused to gift until they had that conversation that had been brewing. Thankfully it went well and he couldn't help but act on impulse. Perhaps one day he would see her wearing it, but for now he was just excited that he was brave enough to even give it to her.

The week that followed dragged as expected, but Tori's cheerleader costume arrived just in time. Tom had grown restless to experience what their next night together had in store, but he admired the ability of his girls to act like life was normal. For the first time they would be driving to the venue together, something the girls had discussed during the week. This gave Tom the opportunity to gawk at them for the second time in a week as each came downstairs in their attire for the night.

Tori was first this time. Her cheerleader costume was red and white, with a short pleated skirt and the word cheer emblazoned across the chest of her tight crop top. She had straightened her hair, which just touched her shoulders. Rebecca followed soon after, though hers was less a costume and more just genuine tennis attire. She was all in white from a tank top down to white trainers, with her white socks pulled up over her ankles. Thankfully tennis skirts only really come in one type and that type is very hot, so as usual her legs were there to be admired. She had even gone to the trouble of putting on some sweatbands on each wrist, and her hair was tied up at the back, her ponytail poking through the back of a cap that completed the look.

Tom was wearing a pair of running shorts and a retro football top, but as the girls had told him last week, his look didn't matter even half as much as theirs did. "You both look great." he said. They didn't seem as tense as him. What did they think was going to happen tonight? He knew they spent more time together than he did with his daughter, so maybe they had plans. Maybe they would break down every last barrier in their path tonight, or perhaps they would keep things moving at a casual pace. Either way his dick was ready.

They hopped into the car and made their way to the venue. It was the same place as their first and third parties, clearly something of a second home for their depravities now. "I'll need to do the usual introductions but you two can go to the bar or get started or whatever." Rebecca told them as they pulled up to the manor. Tom and Tori knew the night had a lot in store for them, so they decided a drink would be good. "I'll meet up with you at some point."

That last sentence carried so much weight. Tom ordered some drinks for the pair of them and they sat themselves down in their usual booth. They briefly caught up with Jeremy and Jane who were in attendance as usual and reminisced on their experience a couple of weeks prior. They had their targets set on a new girl tonight so wouldn't be available for round 2 but they were very keen to make sure it wasn't a one-time affair. Tom and Tori were more than happy to agree to that, and the two couples promised to enjoy each other again when the time was right.

Tom and Tori drank slowly so as not to inebriate themselves, but there was something in the air that dizzied the two of them anyway. "What do you think will happen?" Tom asked, and Tori sighed exaggeratedly.

"You have been asking me all week. I have no idea Thomas." she grumbled back.

"But something will happen?"

"I think something will happen." Tori could assure him of that much.

Rebecca ended up passing through the bar area later on, and was a little surprised to see them still sat around doing very little. "What are you doing?" she asked. "Go and do something we can hang out later."

"We're just hanging out." Tom said. He was horny and seeing his daughter again on the verge of their next tryst was working him up. "You wanted me here so I can wait for you."

Rebecca grimaced a little. "Excuse you." she barked, before turning to her mum. "Do you two want to come to my show? It's in 5 minutes."

The idea of watching her on stage lit a fire under Tom. Throughout this whole experience he had still seen so little of her, and the idea of getting a little peak was almost too exciting to handle. "We'll be there."

They finished their drinks and left soon after, making their way to the stage area and finding a spot in the middle of the room. Rebecca was then introduced, and as usual she looked like a star up there. This was the first time they had showed up to one of these performances and they quickly learned it would be a handjob lesson this time around. The room was quite full, but there were moans in the air as well from people enjoying themselves in distant rooms.