Note: This chapter picks up where the last one left off and is mostly just sex, so sorry if you are looking for tension, but sometimes you just want to write some fucking fucking. Some characters here appear in my other series, "The Girl for Me."
It turned out to be an even longer weekend than Joel had imagined, although he couldn't complain. They say that time flies when you're having fun, which he had generally found to be true, but there were also instants of ecstasy that seem to stretch on and on. Joel's musings on these thoughts were interrupted by Phoebe rolling over and looking into his eyes. "Almost ready to go again?" she smiled and her little tongue played between her teeth for a moment.
He was just about ready for another of those instants with her, he reckoned, but he took another moment to think back on how they'd arrived at the last one, wrapped in each others' arms in the now sweat-soaked sheets on which they were currently relaxing naked.
What was only a few hours ago objectively, but now seemed to be the distant past, he had had another of those instants, pumping a load of hot, thick cum into his daughter's ass, sharing her with her girlfriend Nessa and a boy he'd just met a few days prior named Will. Not his first foursome, but maybe one of the hottest, he had thought. Since then, the four of them had busied themselves recovering, for the most part. With everyone all fucked out for the time being, they had opted to have a chill afternoon and save up their lust for another few rounds that evening and night.
While his wife, Naomi, still away, was doubtlessly enjoying her long weekend, he was sure if she had known of her daughter's plan to get another cock mixed up in their already complex, incestuous sexual escapades, she would have cancelled the trip and come home with bells on. She would probably be less pleased with the current state of the house, though.
Mei Lin had insisted that they needed more wine, as she had done a number on the supply she had just bought, what was that, only a day ago? So, Joel was tasked with driving to a store to pick some up while the girls and Will put the house in order and made preparations for a nice, quiet dinner. They had also put in their particular orders for food and alcohol and he was happy to oblige their desires, especially if it meant they'd all be refueled for that night.
For reasons unclear to him at the time, Nessa had been weirdly insistent on a particular brand of vodka for herself and equally insistent that the neighborhood shop didn't have it, that she'd only ever been able to get it from the liquor store near campus, and that if he didn't get her that, she wasn't sure if she'd be able to take his cock anally that night. He opted to simply bring her along rather than risk screwing up the order.
On their way out the door, Mei Lin had stopped him. "Daddy, I forgot, we also need a bottle of rum."
Odd, he had thought, that Mei Lin had wanted a bottle of rum, as she was usually more of a wine drinker, but he had shrugged it off as perhaps being sick of it from the other night. "Of course, sweetheart," he had replied. "And is there anything else? Keep in mind you'll probably have less fun tonight if you're passed out."
"No, daddy, I think that's it," she had chirped. "Take your time, since dinner won't be ready for a while." Again, an odd comment, but before he had had time to consider it, Nessa had dragged him out the door.
"Come on, old man," she had insisted, pulling him by the hand towards the car. He had taken a second to look her over. She had looked ridiculous, wearing a t-shirt that was far too large for her, hanging so low it nearly covered her short shorts, which had seemed out of season, but he was not one to complain. Her eyes had been hidden by ludicrous pink-rimmed sunglasses with lenses almost large enough to cover her whole face.
"Master," he had replied, "or daddy, if you must. Anything but old man."
"Nah, I like 'old man'. It suits you."
Nessa had been far more talkative on the drive to the store than she had been the last time they'd been together. Joel was not sure if this was a good thing or not. "So, like, how gay are you now? Like 50%? Or like, 90% or what?" she had teased him.
"Oh, I don't know," he had replied, placing a hand on her exposed thigh. "How about we find out?"
"Pfff," she had shrugged him off, "you know butt sex is totally gay, right?"
"So then how gay are you?" he had fired back.
"Oh, like super gay," she had replied, "I mean, I've probably eaten more pussy than you ever will, old man."
"Touché," he had conceded. "Then I guess you'll understand if I ignore you and stick to fucking Will tonight."
She had given him a look as they arrived at the store. "Oh, I doubt that..."
She had taken her time picking out the exact bottles of alcohol they needed that night, carefully reading the labels before placing each one in the basket. Joel had taken the opportunity to look around the store's mostly college-aged customers in a vain hope that maybe that Phoebe girl would show up, or, failing that, something else to look at. He had found himself feeling a bit awkward, with only the guy behind the counter in his same age group. Ah, to be young again...
The trip to pick up groceries had also been more lengthy than expected, although Joel didn't mind too much. He enjoyed watching his young neighbor and part-time slave peruse the ingredients for the nights dinner, ridiculous outfit and all. She notably did not remove her sunglasses at any point during the entire trip. Her little round ass bobbed this way and that in his vision, and despite what his watch had told him, time seemed to fly by.
"You know," she had remarked as they were on their way home, "the only real problem with Mei Mei's plan is that every cock you suck is a cock I don't get in my pussy."
Her bluntness was always amusing to Joel. "I suppose so," he had responded. "Sounds like you should get her to hook me up with more girls, then, instead of guys."
"I suppose so," she had mocked his tone, "but I kind of get why she thinks it's so hot."
"Oh, yeah?" he had queried. "Why's that?"
"Eh, I don't know," she had answered. "I guess just more cocks equals more fun, you know?"
"Sounds like the Nessa philosophy..." They had pulled up to the house but he found the driveway blocked by an unfamiliar car. "Who's this?" he had asked to nobody in particular. He had regarded Nessa's silence as a sign of ignorance, though in retrospect, this had been a stupid thought.
He had parked on the curb and, annoyed, hauled the more than adequate rations for the night to the house. As they had approached the door, he had noted a rather loud, rather electronic-sounding beat coming from the opposite side. "I assume you had something to do with this?" he had turned to Nessa, only to find her smiling her usual hand-in-the-cookie-jar smile.
"To do with what?" she had feigned innocence.
"Uh-huh," he had said as he opened the door.
"Daddy!" Mei Lin had rushed to the door to greet him, notably wearing only a bra and panties. The lights had been out in the room, but one of those cheap, multi-colored disco balls had been providing shifting, if inadequate, illumination. The beat had now been fleshed out to full on dance music.
"Umm..." he had begun while searching the room. His eyes had fallen first on Will, wearing only a pair boxers and holding a bottle of beer in his hand, his body bobbing slightly to the music. Inches in front of the kid, a familiar blue-haired girl had been dancing, dressed in a tank top and shorts short enough to show off the bottom third of her ass. Directly behind her, also moving in time to the music, had stood a large, young guy with a bottle in each hand. They had been grinding against one another, but had looked up to greet him.
