We all swam about in the pool, cleansing our bodies and cooling off after our hot sex-fest. We chatted intermittently about work, plans for the summer, life. I admired the women's bodies in all their wet, wonderful nakedness as they frolicked in the water, breasts bobbing, bottoms jiggling, water dripping over their sensuous curves. After a time we left the pool and reclined on the patio loungers, resting and recuperating. The conversation diminished as we unwound, sipping drinks, letting the hot summer sun dry our skin. A couple of the ladies read magazines. I closed my eyes and relaxed.
"So... what happens now?" Sadi said after a time, breaking the silence.
"What... are you ready to fuck him again?" said Gina.
"No... well, yes I am, but that's not what I meant," replied Sadi, looking at me and blushing. "I mean, what if Amy were to bring him to your house, Michelle? Or what if Ellen wants to date him, Gina? What would you do? It would be so... awkward."
"Yeah... and what if Holly walks in on me fucking him, or something," added Helen.
"Um, don't you mean 'what if you walk in on him fucking Holly'?" said Michelle.
"No, I don't... well, I guess that's possible too, but if you think I'm not going to fuck that beautiful cock again after today, then you're sorely mistaken, honey," replied Helen, absently touching her pussy lips.
"Wait... you can't... today is just a one-time thing, right? Helen... you're married," stammered Sadira.
"Sadi, sweetheart, you're telling me you won't be dreaming of his cock every night? That you'll just go home to your husband and forget all about this sexy young man? Act like nothing happened?"
"Well... yes! We have to!" squeaked Sadi.
"Ok then, why don't you try answering your own question?" Carmen chimed in. "What if Aysha brings him home? What if you hear her in her bedroom getting fucked in her tight little ass? Hmmm?"
Sadi frowned and looked about uncomfortably. She fidgeted with her hands.
"Well... I would.... erm.... " she said, then looked at me. "Oh bugger. It would drive me crazy! I'd burst in and demand he fuck ME in the arse!" she cried, caving in.
Gina laughed. "So what are we to do, then? Ellen would be furious if she found out I was fucking him behind her back."
"Uh, don't I get a say in this?" I asked.
"NO!" was the resounding chorus from Gina, Helen, and Carmen.
Michelle spoke softly. "I... I don't think I could do it. For me, this ends after today. My marriage is important, and so is my daughter. I must put my family first."
Sadira looked at her and sighed. "She's right, girls. Even though I know I'll crave that dick, I don't think it's a good idea to continue this. And if Michelle and I can't have him, I don't think it's fair that the rest of you should either."
"And I don't think it's fair that he gets to have sex with our daughters!" whinged Helen, pouting and crossing her arms underneath her bust.
"Helen, they're adults now. They can make their own choices. It's up to you to decide what you will or won't allow in your house, but they're going to have their own lives outside your supervision," Michelle said.
"Ha! You've certainly changed your tone from earlier today. Amazing what getting a good deep-dicking will to, isn't it?" snapped Gina.
Michelle was not phased. "You can do as you please, ladies. Fuck him or don't, I don't care. My decision is my own."
"All we'd really have to do is tell the girls that we fucked him. I don't think they'd go near him if they knew that," Helen said.
"You're probably right, honey, but then they might go off and tell their fathers. No, I'm not going to risk it. I'm with Michelle," replied Sadi.
A long silence prevailed as the women looked at each other.
"Oh alright then. I'll be good," said Helen reluctantly. "What about you, Gina?"
"I don't have a husband to worry about, as far as that goes, but I suppose it wouldn't be fair if I was the only one still getting a taste of his cock. I think I can manage to leave him be," she said, unconvincingly.
She looked at me, and showed with a subtle wink that she had no intention of keeping her promise.
"This is all rather disappointing, I must admit," I said, finally. "But I respect your wishes. Now, if you'll excuse me, ladies, I have to use the little boys' room."
I set my beer down and stood, stretching my arms and giving the women a long look at my heavy hanging cock. I smiled and made my way into the house. The air conditioning cooled my warm, sun-baked skin as I found the toilet and relieved myself. I washed my hands and left the bathroom, entering the kitchen. I stopped short in the kitchen doorway, seeing a figure sitting on the bench top facing me, knees bent and spread wide. It was Gina. She had applied a thick strip of whipped cream to her pussy, and was carefully placing a cherry approximately where her clit would be.
"Hello Mrs. Thompson. Are you offering me some dessert?" I said, crossing my arms and admiring her naked body.
"All you can eat, honey," she replied, indicating for me to approach her with her index finger.
I stood in front of her as she looked me up and down.
She pointed to her creamed cunt. "Clean me up. And be thorough about it."
She leaned back on her hands, her huge tits bulging, and watched me as I bent down towards her crotch. I kissed her inner thighs softly as I made my way closer to her pussy sundae. I began licking the whipped cream from her pussy lips, consuming it as her pink labia were slowly revealed to me. I sucked them clean, tasting her juices mingling with the creamy sweetness. She watched me closely, her chest rising and falling faster as I teased her slit with the tip of my tongue.
"That's it baby, get my pussy nice and clean. Mmmmm yeah, that's it."
I worked my way up her slit, sticking my tongue inside her. I took the cherry off by the stem and sucked the cream from it, then licked the thick dollop over her clitoris. I sucked her clit hard, slurping loudly as I consumed the last of the whipped cream from her hot cunt.
