Trish giggled slightly, “I’m going in the pool.” She leaned around and kissed my father, and then slowly stood. I could see how wet her thighs were from her juices and the deposits he’d left inside her.
Trish asked him, “Should I shower first?”
Ross shook his head. “No. Anything that you’re washing away will disappear in seconds in the water, even my semen. You’re not polluting the pool.”
He stood and the two of them moved to the water in the shallow end. As they did, Crystal and I stood up and joined them for another skinny-dip.
Ross got us each some pool ‘noodles’ that we could use to float effortlessly around the whole pool. As we did, we also counted the stars overhead. Eventually, an important decision was made. We each wanted another margarita.
Ross laughed, and got out of the pool and Crystal joined him at the patio bar. Trish, and I floated around. We were identifying the stars that we could see overhead. Eventually, I heard the blender whip up the magical concoction, and the next I knew, he served us each a nice acrylic glass of the good tasting drink, with salt on the rim and everything.
We floated around the pool sipping our drinks and then setting them on the side. Ross sat on the side sipping his drink. As I floated by him, I whispered, “You alright?”
My father chuckled, “I may never have been better in my life. We’ll talk tomorrow. I just pray these relationships never end. I don’t know where my head was since you mother died, but it has sure cleared up now.”
As we finished our drinks, I noted that Crystal floated over near Ross, and then she tossed the float noodle up on the patio. What happened next resulted in my father’s plaintive moan into the night sky. Crystal had taken his entire cock in her mouth and started to fellate the older man.
Trish whispered in my ear, “If you sit near them, I’ll do that for you.” I’d never turned down a blowjob, not that I’d had that many offers. I wondered whether I’d had ANY offers. I certainly wasn’t going to turn down this one from one of the prettiest women in the world.
I sat on the side about six feet away from Ross and Crystal. Just before Trish took my cock in her mouth, I reached for my poolside glass with the last of my margarita in it, and dribbled the last few drops over my tumescent dick. She laughed, and then took the whole margarita-flavored cock in her mouth and hummed. I was still hardening. Actually, I’d never gone soft.
I expanded to full length as my sexual excitement returned and she bobbed up and down on me. Trish started to gag. Finally, she pulled off and grinned. “Well, I was taking it ALL until you got excited. Now, I can’t get the last two inches.”
“It’s not important. I won’t love you any less because you can’t do it. Come and let’s make love. I want to return the favor.” I stood and lifted her out of the water and into my willing arms. We kissed and then found a chaise.
I felt slightly competitive about giving oral sex to Trish. I went down on her and brought my A-game to the fore. Being a relatively inexperienced nerd most of my life, my A-game consisted of applying the techniques that I’d learned from watching hours of porn on the Internet. I just knew all that sex education would come in handy someday.
My tongue, lips, teeth, and fingers all went to work on my new partner. I explored every little nook and cranny, and certainly every little flap of skin both hard and soft. I had her body writhing and jerking in response to my ministrations on her cunt. She was loving this, and she started having orgasms galore or pleasure spasms.