Father-Son Date Mother-Daughter – Pt. 2 of 2
I woke to find I was spooning Sarah, and she was sound asleep with her pretty blond hair spread over the pillow we shared. She smelled so good, both of sex and of jasmine. I kissed her temple and she purred and wiggled a little to get closer to me, a nearly impossible task as we were already pressed tightly together.
She said, "Mmmmm, what a nice way to wake up. I never want to leave the arms of my lover."
"Who says you're awake?"
"Mmmmm."
"Where are Todd and Penny?"
"I think they had a nice little fuck, and then they were going to think about making breakfast for all of us."
"That's nice." I tested to see if I felt any jealousy about my son and my new mature girlfriend having a romantic lovemaking session. Nothing went on alert, so I put that thought behind me.
Sarah rolled around so she was facing me, her breasts pushed against my chest. "I'd like you to make love to me." She smiled like a bright flower in between our kisses.
"I'm an old man. You two wore me out last night. It'll take me the rest of the year to recover." I shook my head at my sad condition.
"Nonsense," Sarah protested, "you're a vital male. I'm a sexy female skilled in making you even more vital that you think you are. You aren't even a challenge – yet." She was pushing the covers off of the bed as she spoke.
Sarah reached down and took hold of my flaccid cock. She'd obviously done this before, and I hadn't. She was trying to get me 'up' for a fourth time within a twelve-hour period. To my delight and as testament to Sarah and the drugs, vitamins, and supplements, she succeeded. We didn't explore foreplay very much; we moved straight to our lovemaking and took that to completion.
I had a huge surge of disbelief sweep over me as we made love. I had my cock pistoning into a mid-twenties beauty who'd told me she loved me ... and she loved my son, who loved my older girlfriend, who I'd also fucked just a few hours earlier in this same bed.
We found Todd and Penny in the kitchen thirty minutes later. Todd was wearing boxers, and Penny had on a thin robe as her only article of clothing. I know because she flashed us as we came into the kitchen. She pasted her body against mine for good morning hugs and kisses. She had a remarkable way of making me feel really welcome and great about our new relationships.
We laughed and talked about what we wanted to do on a lazy Sunday. The weather was still good, temperatures were warm, and the day looked ideal. Earlier in my life I might have stayed in bed making love all day long. I'd already had four orgasms inside a twelve-hour period; I was useless as tits on a bullfrog.
Penny teased, "We could stay around here all day, swim, and you could make love to my lithe body whenever you wanted."
I laughed, "I am already in record-setting territory thanks to Sarah this morning. Todd may be up for that, but I think I'm pooped out for a while. My spirit is more than willing, but the flesh is weak."
Todd was shaking his head. He reached his limit too. I thought of that old Clint Eastwood line, 'A man's got to know his limitations.'
Penny kissed me hard, "Another day for that then and I think I've done in the younger set completely, at least for a few hours. Do you like boating – maybe go up and down the waterway a bit? Maybe we could find a place to have lunch and then come back."
I shrugged, "Sounds good to me, except neither Todd nor I have a boat."
Penny smiled, "But I do. I haven't used it very much. Let me see if it's available."
I gave her a puzzled look.
She explained, "The craft was sitting rotting, so I let the marina lease it out. They keep it maintained, cleaned, and fueled, and most of the time it's available. The rotting has stopped too because it's getting used."
Penny made a call and announced, "We have a boat. Let's go."
We dressed after breakfast, swung past my house and Todd's apartment to get more appropriate clothing for the rest of the day, and then went to the marina.
Penny's boat was a beautiful thirty-seven foot SeaRay Sundancer with twin props. I'd had a smaller boat like this for a decade into my forties, but as Penny was finding out, if you don't use it, the damn thing rots in the water. The second happiest day in my life was when I sold it.
Penny and Sarah led us in opening up the boat and getting it ready to motor about. While we'd been driving and changing clothes, Penny had the marina stock the boat with wine, beer, and a seafood lunch. She'd apparently done this kind of thing before.
Penny had me act as captain, backing out of the slip, and then crawling through the wake-free zone to the main waterway where we could go a little faster. I was a little rusty on the controls, but the techniques came back quickly. Penny sat tightly beside me as we cruised along. Sarah and Todd sat behind us also cuddled together.
I sort of asked or commented, "You've done cruises like this before?"