I didn’t hear an answer. Griffin’s shorts were off by then. He took me into his arms and kissed me while his wife still worked on my clit. When our lips separated he whispered, “Let’s do it.” The three of us climbed out of the tub and proceeded to a mat that we have in the corner of the sunroom. I was in so much of a hurry I fell to my back and pulled Griffin in between my quivering thighs. Griff began fucking me missionary while Nadine straddled my face. My tongue met wetness not from the tub. I caught glimpses of Nadine’s huge tits bouncing as her husband nailed me good. I knew it wouldn’t take me long to orgasm.
“Damn it, I can’t take this anymore.” It was Heather, and so I figured she was disgusted with seeing her parents having sex. The immediate increase in the sound of splashing water told me I was wrong.
Nadine interrupted her “Yes, yes, yes, yes…” mantra with “Oh God, doesn’t she look great like that,” as I heard the first of Heather’s moans.
For his part, Griffin’s mantra was, “Jan, you’re so beautiful… so hot… so beautiful…” as he fucked me faster and faster. When I started to climax my cries were stifled by Nadine’s pussy. Griffin had no such encumbrance as he declared to the neighborhood that he was cumming. Griffin’s orgasm must have been his wife’s trigger, for no sooner had Griffin stopped ejaculating deep inside me then Nadine creamed into my gaping mouth.
By the time the three of us shifted our attention back to the hot tub Heather and Roger were sitting as they had before, albeit with big grins. When Nadine asked her daughter what she’d done, Heather laughed and said, “Roger may be on to something. This watching thing is a turn on, even if you are my parents.” She chuckled again before adding, “I think it’s great to see how hot you guys can be at your age.” We all laughed at that one. Roger and Heather exited the hot tub, and along with Nadine went into the main part of the house, ostensibly to refill their drinks. Griffin and I stepped back into the tub.
“Are you enjoying me?” I asked him coyly.
“Jan, oh Jan, you’re the hottest, but dammit, I want you all to myself, which is difficult with Roger wanting to be there and my wife horning in on you.”
“I think I understand, Griff,” I said. “You have to understand though that I’m married to, and love Roger. I like you a lot, and love my time spent with you. You just need to realize that what we have is an extra, something to cherish for what it is.”
“That’s my problem. I don’t know what ‘it’ is. How do I categorize what that ‘extra’ is? You’re telling me I can’t fall in love with you but perhaps I already have. So does Roger come with the package? Will he be there ogling every time we make love?”
“He doesn’t ogle, and besides what about Nadine? And Heather for that matter?”
“Nadine will have no problem if we take our relationship to the next level. She has her lady friends.”
His hands were caressing me while we talked, and it was having the expected effect. I said, “So, on your end we’ll call it an open marriage. Well, that might be fine and dandy for you and Nadine but that implies Roger and I would want the same, and we don’t.”
“Therefore all I am to you is a fuck buddy, a friend with benefits, one of which is to provide your husband with his voyeuristic jollies, right?”
“Yep, that’s it,” I said sarcastically. “My fuck buddy… so why aren’t you fucking me… now?”
He took me, not quite in the water yet not quite out of it either. This wasn’t one of those R-rated movie roll-arounds. This was acrobatic sex at its rawest, the kind producing more grunts than moans. There was no ramp-up; I was cumming, and kept cumming in one long, glorious orgasm. My vulva was convulsing so much I never felt him cum. My only sign was his momentary pause as he was at his deepest within my throbbing vagina. Then he went back to pounding into me without wilting, and I began to cum again.
We learned two things from this round: one, being willing and able to turn into rutting animals didn’t prevent us from being sore afterwards; and two, we provided a great show to three horny individuals who just happened to be watching.
Chapter 12
Roger
When Heather said she couldn’t take it anymore, I thought she meant watching her parents having sex with my wife. Instead it was the watching she couldn’t take any more of. Of course I was already rock hard from the sex show happening close by. I didn’t know she was equally aroused from the voyeurism until she uttered what she did and straddled me. She must have been extremely lubricated since even underwater she slid down and enveloped my shaft to my balls without much effort.
I whispered, “Watching them got to you too?”
She didn’t answer me, although her closed eyes and frantic up-and-down motion spoke for her. I was in awe that this hot young thing was fucking me with such wild abandon. Her orgasm came quickly, which was a relief since I knew I wasn’t going to last given her velvety tightness. She obviously wasn’t thinking protection so it was up to me. “I’m gonna…pull out…” I muttered. I lifted her off of me even as she kept bouncing, setting her back down so my cock was in her ass crack as I shot my load.
“You didn’t mind, did you?” she said mischievously as we relaxed in the tub afterwards.
“You’re everyman’s dream, Heather. Why would I mind?”
She said, “I don’t think I’m fertile right now but thank you for thinking about us not using a condom.”
“It wasn’t easy.”
“So, you liked it?” Another mischievous grin.
“How could I not?”
“Am I better than your wife?”
“Let’s not go there, okay? Jan and I are … special.”
“You get off on watching her fuck my dad. What about if you were watching me?”
“With your dad?”
“No silly, but I’ll have to tell you a secret someday.”
Oh-oh. Incestuous images flooded my mind although I kept my mouth shut. I figured she’d tell me in time, especially if our little romp here wasn’t a onetime deal. Watching her? I wondered what images were in her mind.
The threesome folks all climaxed and then turned their attention to Heather and me. Right away Nadine asked her daughter, “What have you two been up to?”
Heather responded by saying that she agreed with me and that watching was arousing, adding “Even if you are my parents.” She then added a comment about how hot they were for their age, and that had me thinking of incest again.
One look at Jan told me she wasn’t finished with Griffin, so Heather and I climbed out of the hot tub, and followed by Nadine walked into the house. There was something surreal about the three of us casually naked and sitting around my living room. While I took drink orders, Nadine point-blank asked Heather if we’d used a condom. When Heather told her I’d pulled out, Nadine smiled and said to me, “That must’ve been difficult.”
My smile was directed at Heather as I responded, “Very difficult.”
Heather still wanted to challenge me on my voyeurism motive. “You know they’re at it again out there. Why aren’t you out there watching them?”
With surprising perception Nadine answered for me. “They’re working out a relationship beyond sex. Your dad is struggling with his feelings for Jan, and most likely she’s struggling with her feelings too. And besides, look at Roger. He’s struggling with something as well.”
The ‘look at Roger’ part was because I had another erection from looking at two pairs of incredible tits.
Heather didn’t look at me, though. Instead she said to her mother, “How do you feel about a relationship between Dad and Jan?” pronouncing ‘relationship’ like it fouled her mouth. “Do you want him to fall in love with her?”
Nadine glanced my way again, and then answered, “I think I’m more like Roger than I would’ve guessed. When Dad’s with Jan he is as happy as I’ve seen him in a long time. I love him, and when you’re in love you are happy when your mate is happy. Is that right, Rog?”
As if on cue we
heard an orgasmic cry emanating from the hot tub area. I chuckled and said, “Right … happiness.”
Heather shook her head and said, “This is so hard to swallow. I mean, aren’t you jealous?”
I took the lead in answering. “I’d be jealous only if at the end of the day Jan didn’t love me anymore. I don’t think that’s what is going on. Griffin and my wife may bond in some way, but he won’t leave you two. I know it in my heart, since if I didn’t I wouldn’t have let it happen.”
“Like you had a say?” Heather replied.
“I think I did. I set this thing in motion and I have a much happier wife. What more can a husband want?”
Heather completely changed the atmosphere when she suddenly asked if I had a condom in the house. When I told her I did, she said, “All this sex talk and looking at your always-hard cock did it for me. I need it again.” She rose from where she was sitting and actually glanced back at the seat as if to see if it was wet.
I said, “Don’t worry, it’s washable,” as I held my hand out to her, winked at Nadine, and led Heather upstairs to the bedroom. I asked, “Are you sure you really want this?”
She said, “Shut up Roger and fuck me, okay?”
I didn’t want any of the mania that marked our session in the hot tub. After the condom was on, she wanted top but I convinced her to go missionary so I would have control. She was wet enough that I thought again of my ‘washable’ comment downstairs. Her eyes were wide like her legs when I entered her. As I began my rhythmic thrusts I drank in the sight of her lying below me. As I’ve noted before she’s extremely beautiful, more so now as her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted. I watched her firm breasts jiggle and sway from her heavy breathing, continually telling myself to slow down or I’d cum too quickly. I watched her nipples stiffen as she began to moan.
Suddenly she muttered, “Fuck this!” and rolled me over until she was on top.
Her frenzied fucking had me wondering if she was always this hot and hyperactive in bed. Guilt troubled me for a second—I wasn’t thinking of Jan at all—until Heather screamed as my balls tightened. Oh God, what a cum I had!
Spent, she fell to the bed beside me and that’s when we noticed Nadine standing in the doorway, aggressively masturbating. Heather looked at her mother in amazement and said, “Mom! That’s disgusting!”
Nadine didn’t say anything right away. She was busy climaxing, after all. Eventually she sat on the bed next to us and apologized. “Maybe this whole voyeurism thing is getting the better of me. You two looked so good together like that, and I admit that Griff and Jan fucking is a real arouser too. I’m sorry for watching you guys but in no way is it disgusting, dear.”
“But Mom, you and I used to talk all the time about Dad and how it was wrong.”
“That’s different, sweetheart,” Nadine said.
I was clueless as to what they were talking about and it probably showed on my face. Nadine saw something and said to Heather, “You should probably tell him since he’s part of the equation now whether or not he bargained for it.”
Mom left the bedroom and daughter snuggled against me, one of her hands lazily holding my re-stiffening manhood. “Remember when I told you about trying to seduce my dad? It didn’t just happen once. I was fixated on him as a sexual being from the time I hit puberty and took every opportunity to climb into bed with him and touch him, sometimes with Mom in the bed too.”
“You don’t have to tell me all this,” I said.
“Yes I do, because it’s germane to…what we just did, Roger. You see, I can’t get aroused by guys my age. I always fall for older men. And if it can’t be my father, then it’s you. Are you okay with that?” I was stunned into silence. However, I wasn’t stunned into wilting, and she was gripping the evidence. She whispered in my ear, “I bet thinking of me and my dad doing it turns you on just like everything else. Remember I said he never touched me? That’s technically true I guess but I used to do this to him all the time.” She moved her head down and took me between her soft lips. She sucked me like a pro while I reached around her ass and fingered her pussy. When I felt myself getting ready to ejaculate, I groaned, “Did … you … swallow?”
She hummed “Mmmmm” at the same time she convulsed, squeezing my hand with its suddenly soaked fingers between her strong thighs. She took me deep and I came down her throat. She indeed swallowed. No choking at all.
Along the way to the hot tub I asked Heather, “You still want your father, don’t you?”
She stopped, looked me in the eye and answered, “Yes. I’d fuck him right now if he’d let me.”
I kissed her on the cheek, noticing a tear formed at the corner of one eye. “You know that I understand it all. All I ask is that you’re not jealous of my wife and take it out on her. And I hope what we’re doing isn’t some revenge thing, since I like you and don’t mind being the father substitute if that’s what you’re trying to tell me.”
She chuckled and said, “Yeah, maybe that’s what I’m saying.”
When we met Nadine out by the hot tub, she turned to us and declared, “Do you believe it? They’re still going at it!”
That’s when Heather looked down and said to me, “Does that dick of yours ever stay down?”
Chapter 13
Jan
“No pain, no gain,” I mumbled to myself as I gathered my clothes and got dressed so we could properly see the Langmans out. I was sore, and not just my vagina. Griffin and I fucked so hard and in so many—let’s say, ‘challenging’—positions that I felt muscles aching where I didn’t know I had muscles. The jury was still out in my own mind whether Roger was an idiot or a savant in hooking me up with Griffin like this. He wanted the fringe benefit of my increased state of arousal, and he got it.
After Griffin, Nadine and Heather were gone, I said to Roger, “I take it you fucked Heather. Are you going to tell me all about it, like I tell you?”
“I’ll do whatever you want, honey,” he said, and I knew he meant it. He asked me if I wanted to go back into the hot tub. I said no, having had my fill for the day. Instead we fixed ourselves a drink and curled up on the sofa.
“So, what was she like?”
Roger hesitated for a moment like he was choosing his upcoming words carefully. Finally he said, “She’s a hot number, far from immature. You should’ve felt how wet she was from watching you and Griff go at it. That’s when I found out she always had the hots for her father.”
“She told you that?”
“Yeah, and Nadine confirmed it. I guess they talked about it a lot while Heather was growing up. She even used to sneak into bed with him naked and try to fuck him.”
I was shocked. “Did they ever…?”
“Both said no. Griffin must have some real willpower considering the babe Heather must have been in her earlier teens.”
“That’s not ‘willpower’…that’s more like love,” I said in Griffin’s defense. “I bet if it was you, you’d fail the willpower test, like today.”
“I’m telling you everything, not because of today but because of you going forward with Griffin. You must understand that her hots for him haven’t gone away, I mean it’s probably stronger now than ever.”
I was beginning to see the big picture. “That’s your excuse then. She couldn’t take watching me with Daddy. That’s what she meant by what she said in the hot tub. You became her ‘daddy’ if she can’t have Daddy. And you couldn’t possibly say no to that, could you?”
“I didn’t have much say in the matter, seeing she impaled herself on my cock before I could respond.”
“Oh, you responded alright,” I said sarcastically.
“See, that’s what I’ve been talking about the whole time. I’ve harnessed my jealousy for you, and now you need to control yours. I have a feeling that you and Griffin crossed some kind of threshold today, with all the fucking you two did. You know I’m dying to be as acrobatic with you as he was. Even more so.”
This was goin
g to be the difficult side of our swinging or whatever it was we were doing. Sex with Griffin was amazing, and he was such a special man. I understand now that I want more, and Roger seemed willing to let me have more regardless of what he got out of it. But what if he and Heather became something more? She was a beautiful young lady with an amazing, curvaceous body. What if he preferred Heather to me? Then I thought about where I’d come from, preferring Griffin to my husband. How was that different?
I asked the question before I had a chance to recognize its implication. “You didn’t use a condom; is she on the pill or anything?”
Roger laughed and then said, “I don’t suppose you’ve considered those ramifications when fucking Griffin, but the answer is no, she’s not on anything so that first time in the hot tub I pulled out.”
“First time, huh. How many times did you do it, and what about those?”
“Ah-ha, so now you want to hear all the salacious details,” he said with relish. He proceeded to remind me we still had condoms in one of our dresser drawers. He told me how Nadine was there and watched them which I thought bizarre, although who was I to judge anymore? He told me how Heather took the top and took over while Nadine masturbated in the doorway. He told me how Heather gave a great blow job. This time his retelling wasn’t arousing, maybe because Griffin had so incredibly satisfied me. Roger had me pondering where I would go next with Griffin (and Nadine for that matter) in our newfound relationship. He asked me if I loved Griffin, and I told him I wasn’t sure yet. He took my hand in his and said, “If you fall in love with Griffin, I’ll understand. Just don’t shut me out. I don’t want to trade you in for Heather. I want you.”
I spent a couple of days in a funk, worrying about my marriage, Griffin, and the immediate future. In the meantime, Roger was amazingly attentive and considerate. Even though his goal might have been innocent I became highly aroused by it all. I felt guilty. It seemed that as I grew blind to his charms over the last couple of years, he still looked at me as a very desirable woman. It really was cute how he’d pop a hard-on at the drop of a hat whenever he was even minimally aroused. He could stay hard forever, it seemed, and wasn’t that something any woman would appreciate about a great looking, toned man his age?
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