Pool Party Ch. 04

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Welcome to part 4. Around 9,000 words, should be around 3 or 4 pages.

This story is primarily one about lesbian piss play. Many of you will be reading this because of that fact, some of you might have stumbled upon this story and not share that kink. If you are in the latter category you have been warned 😉

As always, everyone in this story is over the age of 18.

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I showered and freshened up, stretching as I dried myself in front of the full length mirror. With some satisfaction, I noted that I still looked good. The chiselled body of my youth had waned a little, but I’d kept myself trim and in good health and when I tensed my stomach there was still the hint of that six-pack. I had a few flecks of grey peppering the darker hair at my temples but, as I’ve told myself many times, there’s nothing wrong with a little silver fox when you’re in your mid-forties, it makes one look distinguished. I smiled as I accepted, or maybe convinced myself, that the girls could genuinely find me attractive and that they weren’t just fucking me for the life that my wealth enabled.

My eyes drifted to my cock made soft by this morning’s activities. Even though I’d cum twice already, the anticipation of what else the day might bring, meant that it was a little fatter, a little longer, a little more prominent than it would normally be. But I wasn’t satisfied with that. I opened my drawer and popped a little blue pill. It wasn’t that I needed it, hell it would be hours before I was ready to go again. It was just, like most men, my cock looked better when it was hard and I wanted to look good for as long as I could today. I also wanted to be able to reward the girls with a reaction. When they did something that turned me on if, as I hoped, they pissed for me, I wanted them to be able to see that they had got a response.

I smiled as I reflected on this morning. It had been perhaps the most sensual experience of my life. However, as erotic as it had been, I reaslised that I was hoping that it was only a prelude for what was to come. The girls had started their watersports journey with me only yesterday but I was a greedy little piglet who always wanted more. My fantasies, which were reflected in the porn I watched, went beyond what we’d done so far. Amy knew that, we’d shared that with each other, and I knew she would do what she could to help me get what I wanted.

And then there was the problem of how to get Amy what she wanted. That full-service lesbian three-some that she’d shown me last night. The more I thought about it the more excited I was to see it. You see, in truth, it wasn’t just about making Amy’s fantasy come true but mine too. I pictured what it would be like to watch Amy cumming as Charms rimmed her anus, to watch Amy pissing through her panties into one of their mouths; my cock nodded its approval. Like I said, I am a greedy little piglet.

We had agreed that today was a clothing-optional day and I took full advantage. I was fresh, and clean, and showered, and naked as I headed downstairs. I was first to the pool and settled into my sun lounger revelling in my outdoor nakedness. I hadn’t bothered with a book this time, I didn’t need it, there was no need for pretence from this point forward.

It was nearly an hour before the girls joined me and curiously I was pleased to see that they had worn their bathing suits. Earlier they had agreed to be naked but seeing them now in their bikinis made me realise that this was better. The suits hid nothing, their tits, their pussies, their tight teen bodies were on full display. But somehow that shimmer, that glow, the aura they created, enhanced their nudity, made it even more erotic.

Charms did a twirl before she planted her feet and looked me dead in the eye. “Are you okay with us wearing these?”

“Of course Charms, you all look amazing,” I replied.

She gave me a warm smile in response.

Amy made her way to her sunbed but Zoe and Charms remained standing, they were obviously waiting for something. As Amy relaxed and got comfortable Zoe and Charms moved together and wrapped their arms around each other. They looked into each other’s eyes and hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment, before their lips met and they kissed, humming their desire for each other. It was a sensuous and passion filled moment. Their hands roamed each other’s bodies, caressing and squeezing each other close, bumping their sexes together as they expressed their love and lust for the other.

I watched with a growing desire and I could see that Amy was too. It was clear that she was as turned on as I was by the display of teen lesbian lust but her face was also tinged with a little desperation and disappointment that she wasn’t part of it.

Charms’ and Zoe’s display came unexpectedly and it was clearly choreographed, and certainly had a purpose beyond simple titillation. Suddenly, I understood that there was a previously unseen dimension to this. It was clear that Zoe and Charms were passionate niğde escort and practised lovers and had been for some time. But as watched them explore each other’s bodies I realised that they probably had little opportunity to enjoy each other outside of stolen moments in nightclub toilets or the occasional sleepover. I’d never been to their houses, never actually met any of their families, but I knew Zoe lived with four brothers. It was hard to imagine that they could make love at her house without one of the boys expecting to be able to join in, or at least watch. I knew Charms’ parents were very conservative and a little strict, perhaps not ready to accept that their perfect daughter wasn’t perfectly straight. This arrangement we had wasn’t just about finding opulent surroundings in which they could escape their otherwise drab existence, this was about finding a private space where they could indulge their fantasies, their desires, without being interrupted or judged. Although, to be honest, at that moment, I was judging them, and they were both receiving perfect 10s.

They parted breathlessly and glanced questioningly across to me. I smiled and nodded in response, a response that told them I understood and accepted that I wouldn’t always be involved and that this was a safe space for them too. They would have the private time they wanted.

With that established they retired to their sunbeds allowing their legs to drape open exposing their glistening pussies to my hungry gaze. It almost felt like a thank you, as if to say that they were free use to me, as well as to each other. My cock stirred at that notion.

When Amy spoke next, the slight quiver in her voice expressed how turned on she was. “Mimosas?” she asked hopefully.

We locked eyes, we all knew what the offer of champagne for breakfast would lead to.

“I’m okay with that,” I said as I nodded as nonchalantly as I could.

“I’d love some champagne,” Charms said with more than a hint of innuendo.

“You and me this time, Daddy,” Amy instructed.

“Fair enough darling,” I said as I rose from my lounger.

I followed Amy into the kitchen, she was no more than a few paces in before she excitedly whipped around and threw herself on me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling my face to hers.

“Fuck, Daddy! That was soooo hot.” I could feel her breath on my lips.

“I know,” I breathed back, the wind knocked from my lungs by the power of her embrace. “I can’t believe they kissed like that.”

She kissed me, a deep, powerful, wet kiss. Our tongues entwined and I kissed her back with the passion that the moment demanded. It was the first time we had kissed like that, the first open-mouthed, tongue-involved kiss we had shared and that sudden realisation made Amy break the seal and stare into my eyes. The hunger, the desires that they revealed were reflected in mine and we shared that gaze for a moment as we silently acknowledged the significance of that kiss. She gently held my head and, without breaking eye contact, she brought her lips back to mine and we kissed again, wet, open, passionate, sensual.

She broke that kiss with a gasp before she breathed, “I’m not talking about the kiss. I’ve seen them kiss like that many times. I’m talking about you fucking them.”

I nodded in response. “That was hot. So fucking hot!” I practically growled, also slightly out of breath.

“I can’t believe you finally fucked them! How long have you been waiting for that, Daddy?”

“Longer than I would admit to you.”

She gave me a knowing smile.

“I loved how rough you were when you fucked Zoe and how gentle you were with Charms. Was she tight?”

“So tight,” I whispered as I held her gaze.

“Was it as good as you imagined?”

“Better.”

“Better? How?” she asked.

“Because you were there. As dirty as my fantasies were, you were never there to watch me. Having you there watch as I fucked them. Well… just… fuck! You know?”

She nodded understanding, then her smile faded and her face became a little earnest.

“But that wasn’t my favourite bit.”

I suspected that I knew what she was referring to but I wanted to hear her say it. “What was baby, which bit did you enjoy the most?”

“It was when you came on me. When you covered me with your cum.”

“My best bit too.”

She held my gaze for what seemed like an eternity before she spoke again.

“But I wanted more,” she whispered nervously.

“Me too,” I whispered back.

“I wanted you to make love to me, Daddy.”

My heart exploded with love, my cock roared with lust. “Me too, baby. Me too.”

It was the first time we had admitted in words what we wanted from each other and it took a moment for those admissions to sink in.

“Tonight?” she asked in a voice so soft it was barely audible.

“Tonight,” I promised in return.

We held each other for a moment longer.

“I haven’t showered yet.”

I gave her a quizzical look

“I haven’t washed your scent niksar escort off. I wanted to smell of you all day. I wanted to be reminded of what we did and what we are doing tonight.”

I lowered my nose to the valley between her breasts and inhaled deeply.

“Do you like that smell, Daddy? Your spunk on your daughter’s skin?”

That pushed my buttons. I stood, eyes burning, nostrils flared. I hooked the single strap of her bathing costume and slipped it off her shoulder. I rolled it to below her breasts, exposing those soft gentle rounds, those jewel-like nipples that seemed to harden as I gazed upon them. Once again I pushed my nose into the gap between them and inhaled.

“I do love that smell,” I said with a growl that let her know the passions she’d inflamed.

I closed my lips around her taut nubs and gently sucked them into my mouth. They instantly strained and hardened to my touch.

“Mmm fuck,” she moaned, “Can you taste your spunk on my tits?”

My lust roared and I took nearly her whole breast into my mouth. My tongue lapped at her breast, her areola, her nipples.

“Yes,” I practically growled as I broke the seal on her breast.

She held my face so she could stare into my eyes. “You gonna cum on my tits again tonight, Daddy? Or are you going to cum in me?”

“Mmmm fuck!” I groaned as her words fanned my passions.

Hungrily I lowered my mouth to her other titty and I held her gaze as I sucked it whole into my mouth. I held her gaze as I lapped the remnants of my dried spunk from her breast, held her gaze as I lowered myself further.

As I continued my descent, I pulled her costume with me, exposing her ribs, her stomach, her abdomen, her pussy. I finished on my knees, my nose level with her sex, her swimsuit bunched up around her ankles. I could smell her arousal.

I jammed my nose into that delicious delta and inhaled so deeply.

“Do I smell good, Daddy?” she asked.

“Mmmm, fuck!” I said, my voice thick with lust.

“Taste me,” she instructed as she pulled me tight, “Taste me, Daddy.”

My eyes fluttered as my tongue snaked into that delectable valley and I lapped at my daughter’s sex. The taste was divine, the smell so alluring, her moans so erotic, my senses were overwhelmed. She ground her young sex against my face, her slippery vulva slid easily across my skin. My nose slipping between her lips, my tongue raking across her perineum. One moment my tongue was tickling her little sphincter, the next it was buried deep in her sopping wet pussy.

“Oh. Fuck. Daddy. We are going to have so much fun tonight.”

“Mmpff.” I grunted from between her legs.

“I’m going to cum on you now.”

Her eyes stared into mine with a sexual intensity that I found so arousing and yet hard to comprehend. Our journey had only begun a week ago, but so much had changed it seemed like an age had passed. A week ago I didn’t know she felt this way about me. I’d noticed how beautiful she’d become but I didn’t have thoughts of fucking her. But now, now! I was eating my daughter’s cunt like my life depended on it and we had promised each other that tonight we were going to become lovers; my head swam with the enormity of it.

My thoughts were interrupted as she took hold of my head and pressed herself to me almost painfully tight. Rhythmically she ground against me, muttering instructions, moaning her soft girly moans, fucking her smooth vulva with my face.

“Mmm. Yes, just there, Daddy, just there. Fuck! Lick me just there. Put your tongue inside me now. Taste my cunt. Fuck! Daddy! Fuck. Nggggh. Fuckkk!”

She gasped and shuddered as her climax rolled over her. She released a little more cunt honey as she did and then spread that across my face with her blossoming lips. She used her delicate, slick pussy to coat my face. Sensuously, she rubbed herself across my chin, my lips and my nose as she continued to release her glorious nectar and I revelled in it.

“Mmmm, Daddy, I needed that,” she said with a final shimmy, before she helped me to my feet, “And, now you will smell of me as well.”

I pulled her to me with a passion and an urgency that my cock was unlikely to be able to live up to. I pressed my sex to hers, it was my turn now. Her hands caressed my chest and she cooed at my presence before she roughly pushed me away.

She gave me an earnest stare as she said, “No Dad. Not now. You’re not ready.” Then she gently cupped my balls. “I don’t want a quickie. Gather your strength for tonight. Okay?”

Reluctantly I released her and nodded agreement. Like I said before, she should have been the first.

She pulled her swimsuit back into position smoothing that sheer material to her breasts and pussy, all for my viewing pleasure.

“Shall we get the drinks then?” I asked as she finished.

“Aye, they’ll be wondering where we’ve been,” she said, nodding towards the pool.

We quickly gathered everything we needed and headed back outside. Just before we stepped through the door nilüfer escort Amy stopped me.

“Oh, and one more thing.” she said with a twinkle in her eyes.

“What?”

“I’ve shown them the videos.” She looked triumphant, I felt like she wanted to add ta-dah to the end of that sentence.

“What videos?”

“Your videos. That’s why we were such a long time this morning.”

“Which videos? What? Who? When?…” I stuttered, obviously I knew all the answers to all of those questions.

“You know which videos,” she said with a wink.

“And… what did they say?”

“Well, all I’ll say is, you’re in for a good day.”

“Really?” I said as my grin started to spread like jam.

“Really. But there is one more thing.”

“Okay what?”

“As good as today is going to be for you, you can’t cum again.”

“What? Why?”

In response, she gave me a look that told me she was disappointed that she had to explain that. Again, I nodded understanding before she smiled then giggled and headed for the pool.

“You two have been a long while?” Charms asked accusingly

“We had a lot to do,” I responded, being deliberately vague.

I poured all the drinks, it only seemed right that I looked after them after what they had done for me this morning. Plus it gave me another chance to openly admire the three practically naked girls spread like towels across the sunbeds.

“Like what you see?” Zoe asked, as my eyes took in her sensual beauty.

I stared dreamily at her smooth young vulva and blossoming lips before I responded, “Very much so.”

She smiled sweetly in response.

I returned to my lounger, putting it into a seated position so that I could drink more easily but also so that I could gaze at beauties opposite. They did the same, openly displaying their tits and, with their legs draped over the edges of the sun loungers, their young cunts. Even Amy took up the same position. If Charms or Zoe had any idea that I was looking at Amy’s pussy, if they had any idea what was going on between us, they gave no indication.

After a few minutes, it was Zoe that made the first move. She downed the last of her Mimosa before she stood and sauntered to where I was sitting. She lowered my lounger back to flat and laid fully on top of me. She propped herself so that her face was just inches from mine, her forearms laid across my chest, her warm belly pressed to mine, her legs laid along the length of mine, the heat of her sex warming my naked cock.

“Hello Alan,” she said with a cheeky grin.

“Hello, Zoe. Are you comfortable using me as a mattress?”

“Yep,” she replied as she wriggled into a slightly more comfortable position whilst making sure her sex was positioned directly over my cock..

She took a breath before she spoke next.

“I wanted to say sorry for calling you Daddy, earlier. You know, when you were fucking me.” Her grin told me that this was foreplay, not an apology.

“It’s okay Zoe, really. I didn’t mind.”

“You sure? It didn’t weird you out then?”

“No, no. Not at all, it didn’t weird me out,” I laughed

She dropped her lips next to my ear as she whispered, “Did you enjoy it, did it turn you on?”

I hesitated. This was a big, big dangerous thing to admit, but her stare gave me no room to lie.

“Yes,” I whispered back.

“I know you did. I felt how hard you got when I called you Daddy. Can I call you that again, the next time you’re fucking me?”

“Fuck Zoe!,” I breathed, “Yes.”

Suddenly a puzzled look crossed her face and she gave me a sideways look. She lowered her nose to my cheek and sniffed.

“Why does your face smell of pussy?”

I gave her a half smile trying not to give anything away and in return her puzzled look deepened.

“Charms?” she called over her shoulder.

“What?”

“Did Alan eat you out?”

“No,” she replied with a giggle, “He can though. If he wants?”

Zoe turned back to me with a wickedly filthy smirk.

“So you haven’t eaten my cunt and you haven’t eaten Charms’. There’s only one other cunt here?” Her eyebrows formed a question mark.

Again I smiled back in a way that neither confirmed, nor denied, her suggestion.

Her tongue snaked sensuously across my cheek. “Mmm delicious,” she cooed.

Again, my passive look gave her nothing.

“You know she showed us some of your videos,” she said, acknowledging that we both knew whose cunt she had just tasted.

“I know she did. Which ones did she show you?”

“The pissy sixty-nine and the one where she pisses in her panties and her friend drinks it.” Her voice had that throaty croakiness that told me she was getting turned on thinking about them.

“Did you like them?” I asked.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“They turned you on?” I asked hopefully.

She didn’t answer immediately. Instead her face contorted slightly before it softened again. I knew what that look meant.

The wet heat radiated from my cock and crotch to practically every part of my being. Every part of me seemed to tense and relax simultaneously as the heat and the eroticism of being pissed on by this young woman fired my lust. Then, as quickly as it started it stopped.

She gave me a sexy knowing smile as she said, “Yes, they turned me on. Did that turn you on?”

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