After round 4 of sex

Round four had ended before anybody made it into the pool, and by then it was almost one o’clock, so I suggested we all go inside and make some sandwiches to bring out for lunch, instead of swimming. I was getting a blowjob from Tina and Joey was getting one from Denise before we’d even finished lunch, and the twins wound up in a sixty-nine not too long after finishing their own sandwiches.

It was only after round six that we’d all finally fucked ourselves out and licked up all the cum without getting ourselves going again, so that everybody actually made it back into the pool. This time around I finally joined the kids, enjoying the cool water of my new pool for the first time. Tina stuck to me like a barnacle almost the entire time I was in the water, and the no-cum rule was finally broken when she managed to tempt me into fucking her in the water. Once she and I were going at it, Caitlyn wasn’t going to be denied any longer, so she bit the bullet and invited her brother to fuck her in the water. Our guests were left to amuse themselves, but they were more than happy to do so, engaging in an aquatic lesbian threesome that was almost enough fun to watch to distract me from fucking Tina.

The six of us fucked once more back on the deck as well before things finally began to wind down.

“Can we do this again next week, Mr. Martin?” Sandra asked me, lying tiredly on top of me with cum leaking out of her pussy onto my soft cock beneath her.

“Sure,” I told the teen, sighing with pleasure at the feeling of Tina’s tongue dragging along my cock, licking the spilled cum off it before delving into Sandra’s cunt for the rest.

“Do you think my dad could come, too?” Sandra added. “I bet he’d love to see your new pool, too.”

“Actually, that’s not a bad idea,” I mused. “You girls should invite your parents. I haven’t seen them in ages—not since you and Joey were in school together. I think my own parents might be coming over, too. We can have a nice backyard barbecue out of it.”

“I don’t think I can make it,” Denise apologized.

“Aw, too bad,” Donna pouted. “Oh, well, the six of us can get together another time. It’s a long summer, right?”

“Yeah,” Joey agreed. “We’ll definitely have to do this again.”

“You’re all welcome any time.” I confirmed affably.

“Can I invite Sara?” Tina asked, after swallowing a mouthful of Sandra’s creampie. Sara was her best-friend-with-benefits, and the two were practically inseparable.

“Sure, sweetie,” I agreed. “You can invite her parents, too, if they want to come.”

“Okay.”

The visiting teens all left a few minutes later after collecting their clothes. The sun was setting by then, so my kids and I returned to the house when they left, rather than staying out at the pool by ourselves. We all went upstairs to take showers and put on some clothes. Afterwards I found the kids all staying upstairs in their bedrooms, so I went downstairs to watch a little television.

Ten or twenty minutes later, Liz came home. I rose to greet her, feeling in a much better mood about missing out on our morning fuck after the day spent fucking a group of sexy teens. “Hi, hon, how was the shopping?” I said, putting my hands around her waist and going in for a kiss.

Liz quickly darted in to kiss me on the cheek, defusing my own attempt to kiss my wife’s lips. “It was fine,” she said, slipping out of my embrace to head into the kitchen.

“You didn’t buy anything?” I asked, puzzled at the lack of packages.

“No, it was just a window-shopping sort of day,” Liz replied. “I’m going to start dinner, okay?”

“Uh, sure, hon. Wanna do a little fooling around first?” I offered. “It’s still pretty early.”

“No, that’s fine,” Liz said. “I want to make a meatloaf, which is going to take a while. Besides, a waiter at the place where we went to lunch ate me out, so I’m good for a while,” she told me.

“Oh. Okay,” I said, a bit deflated, and returned to watching television.

A few minutes later, Tina came bounding downstairs, and when she saw me on the couch, she joined me there, snuggling up close to me without a word to watch with me. I smiled and put an arm around my daughter fondly.

After a few minutes, Tina put a hand on my crotch and began to rub it gently. I should have pushed her away now that Liz was home, but I was feeling in a bit of a funk after being turned down for sex by my wife, so I said nothing, and let Tina open my fly and take out my dick to give me a handjob while we watched television. Eventually, she leaned down and began to blow me as well, and I didn’t protest at that, either, simply caressing my daughter’s hair gently. If Liz came in and complained about the rule breaking, I couldn’t care less.

During Tina’s blowjob, my phone rang. I leaned over and stretched out to grab it from the table near the couch without dislodging Tina’s mouth from my prick and answered it.

“Hey, buddy!” came the voice on the other end. It was Jeremy Fisher, one of my best friends. My only non-work friend I still kept in regular contact with, really.

“Hey, how’re you doing, buddy?” I asked.

“What’s that sound? You getting head, Dan?” Jeremy asked curiously, obviously hearing the soft slurping noises Tina was making.

“Yep,” I confirmed briefly, not wanting to say too much in case Liz overheard.

“Is that Liz? Say ‘hi’ for me,” Jeremy said.

“No, it’s Tina,” I corrected.

“Oh, okay. Well, give the kid my best,” Jeremy said.

“Uncle Jer says ‘hi,'” I told Tina.

My daughter took her mouth off my dick with a slight ‘pop’ noise. “Hi, Uncle Jerry!” she said, then went back to sucking my dick.

“So, anyway, the reason I’m calling is to see if you and Liz wanna come over for a soak in the hot tub tonight,” Jeremy offered. “Becca’s really looking forward to doing some serious relaxing tonight, so I thought we’d make a foursome out of it. Whaddaya say? Enjoy a few cocktails? And a few cocks-in-tails?” he joked.

I laughed politely at the bad pun. With the mood Liz had been in, I doubted she’d agree. And in all honesty, a night of socializing with Liz wasn’t really what I was in the mood for after getting the cold shoulder all day, but I pulled the phone away and raised my voice to ask anyway. “Hey, hon? You want to visit the Fishers to relax in their hot tub, maybe do some swinging?”

“Yes!” came the surprising reply from the kitchen. “Absolutely! Tell them we’d love to!” Liz urged me.

I was surprised not only at my wife’s response, but at how quickly she’d agreed. Well, so be it. I wasn’t going to be the wet blanket.

“Sounds like that’s a ‘yes,’ Jer,” I told Jeremy.

“Great,” he replied. “Nine sound good?”

“Yeah, that’s fine,” I agreed. “See you then.”

When I hung up the phone, I realized that Tina had stopped sucking my dick, and was now sitting beside me in a sulk.

“What’s the matter?” I asked her.

“Nothing,” the teen said, her voice surly.

I sighed. “Come on, sweetie. It’s not as if I was going to spend the night in bed with you, even if I’d stayed home. Your mother wouldn’t approve at all; you know that.”

Tina said nothing, just shrugged.

I heaved another sigh. “Tell you what, sweetie. What if I promise to fuck you when we get home tonight? I’ll sneak out after your mom’s asleep and we’ll fuck in your bed for a while. How does that sound?”

Tina turned and offered me a tentative smile. “You promise?” she asked.

“Promise,” I said. “Now please finish sucking my dick, sweetie. I was just about to cum.”

A couple of hours later Liz and I were preparing to leave the house at the same time as Caitlyn, our oldest daughter. Knowing that we were heading over to our friends’ place mainly to soak in their hot tub, Liz and I had dressed lightly for the evening: I wore a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, and my wife was wearing a diaphanous wrap-around sarong but nothing else. I reflected ruefully that the view of her nude body through the mostly-transparent sarong was the most I’d seen of my wife’s body for days.

Caitlyn, it seemed, was also dressed for easy access: she came to the front door just as her mother and I were getting ready to depart wearing a tiny top tied around her chest, and a micro-miniskirt that was short enough for anybody to plainly see that she was going commando underneath.

“I see you’re planning on a fun night, sweetheart,” I remarked playfully, giving her partially-exposed butt a playful swat as she passed by on her way to the door. I ignored the slight frown on her mother’s face.

“Sure am, Daddy!” she confirmed. “I’m gonna go see Derek and his brother and some of their friends again.”

“Again?” Liz remarked. “Is there something going on between the two of you?” she asked our daughter.

“No, nothing like that, Mom,” Caitlyn denied. “We’re just having a good time while I’m home, that’s all.”

“Well, have fun, sweetheart,” I wished her. “Don’t let us keep you.”

“Thanks, Daddy!” she said gleefully, and quickly swept out of the house before her mother could say anything else.

Liz frowned, but didn’t say anything to me as we gathered our things and also left to walk the short distance to the Fishers’ place, around the block. It wasn’t really a comfortable silence, but I wasn’t in the mood to break the ice between us myself. I had no idea what had Liz so frosty around me or the kids lately, but I had run out of patience about the whole thing. When my wife felt like letting me know what was up with her, I’d listen, but until then she could stew in her own bitterness, for all I cared.