Chapter 6: Things Come to a Head

Our household routine started to change after we all fucked the Smith boys. Leah started spending more time with Adam, which of course meant she was also regularly fucking Aidan too. And Kenzie started hanging out with Anthony Williams. I’m not sure how that happened; we didn’t push the two together. I think it just happened naturally. Both Susan and I thought this was good. We wanted the girls to socialize and date outside the family.

For my part, I was screwing Regan more regularly. Once the orgy with her boys happened, she was less concerned about our relationship disturbing the boys.

Of course, there was still fucking going on at our house, just among the family. It was just a bit less frequent than in the past. As a result, I thought everything was going along swimmingly, but I was oblivious to the obvious problem, Susan.

Let me back up a bit. I found out about Kenzie and Anthony when I came home from practice. Leah was over at the Smiths, and Susan was out too. The door to Kenzie’s bedroom was open as I walked past, and I could see her and Anthony lying on the bed, naked. She was giving him a blowjob. I stopped for a moment, taking in the sight, then I started to move on, giving them their privacy, when Kenzie, noticing me, called out, “Hey Dad, want to join us?”

Who could refuse? I asked, “is it okay with you, Anthony?” And he nodded vigorously. So, I went into the bedroom and started to strip. Kenzie went back to her sucking.

Once I was naked too, I walked over to the bed, and Anthony reached out and pulled me toward him. His head was near the edge of the bed, and he leaned over and started sucking my cock, getting it fully erect. He was a good cocksucker, clearly having learned from practicing with his father. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his wet lips and tongue wrapped around my shaft.

After several minutes of this—I was impressed with Anthony’s staying power; Kenzie was excellent at giving head, and I could never have lasted so long when I was fifteen—Kenzie announced that it was time to get her orgasm on and that she wanted to practice her newfound skill of double penetration. I lay on the bed, and my little girl climbed on top of me, lowering herself down onto my rock-hard cock. That’s a sight I never ceased enjoying, watching my cock slowly disappear into her teen pussy. Then Anthony, sufficiently lubed up, penetrated her from behind.

I lay still, letting the two teens set the pace, and after they had developed a rhythm, I started matching their thrusts. Kenzie’s tight pussy was clamped around my cock, and I could feel Anthony’s cock thrusting deep into her ass.

Kenzie bit her lip, moaned, and shuddered as her orgasm swept through her. Anthony came shortly afterward.

My girl leaned down and kissed me. “Thanks, Daddy. You always make me cum so hard. Now I want to watch while you fuck Anthony.”

“Anthony, is that okay with you?” I asked. “Do you want me to fuck your ass?” The idea of taking this delicious, young, black teen excited me to no end.

“Yes, please.”

We disentangled from one another, and I took Anthony by the shoulders and kissed him. He returned the kiss, and we spent several minutes tongues locked together while our hands explored each other’s body. The feel of his hard, teen body against mine kept me hard even though no one was touching my cock.

After a while we broke the kiss, and Anthony slipped down and took my cock into his mouth again while Kenzie kissed me. After a minute or two Anthony stopped and reached for the bottle of lube, handing it to Kenzie. Then he bent over and presented his ass to the both of us. Kenzie leaned in and started rimming him, then switched to applying lube. When it was sufficiently slick, she started inserting fingers, loosening him up. Anthony groaned in pleasure.

Then Kenzie applied a dollop of lube to my cockhead, spreading it down the shaft with her hand. She guided my cock to Anthony’s entrance, and I slowly pushed forward, opening the sphincter and sliding in. The boy groaned more loudly.

I started pumping in earnest, and Kenzie slipped underneath Anthony, taking him into her mouth. He didn’t last long after that and ended up splattering cum all over my little girl’s face. That set me off, sending a stream of my cum into the boy.

We collapsed in a pile, with Anthony and I licking the cum off Kenzie’s face, and then exchanging a sloppy cum-kiss.

I kissed them both, and took my leave, letting the two teens cuddle together.

When Susan got home, I told her about the encounter. She smiled but didn’t express her usual horniness upon hearing of such exploits. “That’s nice. It’s good that Kenzie is spreading her wings,” was all she said. She was obviously miffed, but stupid me didn’t realize why. Neither of us had ever expressed any jealousy over or disappointment at missing out of some playtime with the girls. I chalked it up to just her being in a bad mood. That night we slept together, but there was no sex or even cuddling.

The next evening I was supposed to go over to Regan’s. It was to be the big night, when she and the boys would finally have sex, that is if she didn’t chicken out. That’s a bit unfair. It was a big step, and she couldn’t be blamed for being nervous about it. The boys were probably nervous too, but being teenagers, horniness was the dominant emotion. Jim was going to be there to provide encouragement. Leah too. She and the boys might not end up having intercourse. Maybe it would just be hands and mouths, baby steps. Whatever. There was no rush or desire to push them further than they wanted to go in the moment.

I was about to go over there. Leah had already left, and Kenzie was over at the Williams’s. I told Susan I was going, and she just shook her head.

“You can come too,” I said. “Everyone would be happy to have you there.” It was precisely the wrong thing to say.

“Why would I want to do that? Just go.” She didn’t raise her voice. She just said it. Then she burst into tears.

Susan almost never cried. It was that moment that I realized that whatever was going on with her was far worse than I thought. I tried to hug her, and she just pushed me away and headed into our bedroom. I texted Regan and Leah, telling them that something had come up and I wouldn’t be joining them, then I followed Susan into the bedroom.

She was lying on the bed, on her side, gently sobbing. I lay down next to her. We just lay there for a few minutes.

Finally, Susan spoke, “Don’t you have to be at your girlfriend’s?”