Chapter 7: Starting in the Hot Tub

With dinner over Sharon’s mom asked if I wanted to stick around a little. I looked at Steve and smiled at him.

“Thanks Marlene but I was thinking maybe Steve could come over to my place for a while,” I answered. Funny how I’d started calling her by her last name since I’d seen my boyfriend fuck his other.

“Well, you’re welcome to stay here anytime. There’s nothing you can’t do here that you do at home,” she replied, looking a little put off.

Oh god, if she only knew just how wrong she was!

Needless to say Steve was anxious to take me home as he knew what THAT meant - he was going to get laid. One thing about having me for a girlfriend, he never had to worry about getting enough sex! If anything I was the one pushing sometimes for more. Before long we were back at my place. My mom was working at the hospital so just my dad was home. He was busy in the study when I showed up at the doorway with Steve in tow.

“Hi daddy,” I greeted him, “Steve and I are going to be upstairs for a while, is that OK?”

My dad looked up from the pile of legal papers on his desk and waved to Steve.

“You know he’s always welcome Kelly. Have fun.”

My dad is SOOOOO cool. He knew well enough what we were planning on doing up in my bedroom and all he had to say was, “Have fun.” Like how many parents would tell their fourteen year-old daughter in so many words that it was OK with them for her and her boyfriend to go to her bedroom and have sex?

As far as Steve was concerned I had the coolest parents of any girl he’d ever dated! Well, I would agree with him on that point but I knew better when it came to just how much privacy they were actually giving us. I bet he would have really freaked if he saw some of the photos my dad took of us!

Steve once told me how intimidated he’d been the first time he’d come over and my dad opened the door. I wonder how he would feel now if he knew why my dad was being so nice to him? After all, it’s not every father that looks forward to his daughter’s boyfriend stopping by to fuck his daughter.

As we started up the stairs another thought came to mind. My bedroom was fine but there was place where Sharon could get a better view - the deck.

“Wait for a second,” I told him. he looked at me with disbelief like how could I do this to him. “Don’t worry, you’re going to love this.”

Running up the stairs, I grabbed some towels and then hurried back to where Steve was waiting impatiently.

“Let’s start in the hot tub,” I said breathlessly.

He smiled as he caught the “Let’s START” part. Soon we were on the deck. I hurriedly pulled the cover off the hot tub and turned on the jets. “Well, take it off boy!”

Steve just grinned and without any hesitation stripped down naked in seconds. I recalled the first time I’d told him to do this with my parents home. He was SOOO embarrassed but over time he learned that my parents were serious about our privacy and so he didn’t seem to give it a second though that my dad was just a few feet away in the study. The curtains were closed so it wasn’t like he could see us.

I bit my lower lip in anticipation as Steve dropped his jeans and underwear. Dang, his already hard dick looking so yummy and ready for action. When we first started dating he would take his shirt off first which I guess was the more natural progression. It didn’t take long for me to teach him to start with his pants and underwear instead so I could see his dick early in the process. There was just something that made him so sexy standing there with just a shirt on with his erection poking out through the shirt tails!

As quickly as I could I lowered myself in but the water was so hot I had to take a little time to adjust to it. Once I was mostly in I took my favorite seat - the one with the jet in the opposite end that I kept pointed straight at me. Lifting my right leg up and onto the lip of the tub, me left dangled to the bottom of the tub. Mmmmmmm, the jet felt so good against my pussy! Steve wasn’t nearly as bushy down there as my dad but there was still plenty there for me to play with and bury my face in while I was sucking on his cock. I’d never felt a full crotch of pubic hair before I was with Steve but it didn’t take long for me to learn how much I enjoyed the feel of it between my fingers and against my cheek.

“You know Kelly, sometimes I still can’t quite believe your parents are OK with all this,” he said as he slowly lowered himself into the hot water, “I mean like the father of the last girl I dated wouldn’t let me even kiss her in front of him! Shit, he would’ve killed me if he knew we were having sex.”

The last thing I wanted to hear about at this moment was anything about his old girlfriends so I didn’t respond, hoping he would take the hint. Besides I knew full well who his previous girlfriend had been and the last thing I wanted to do was hear more about my best friend Beth and her perfect boobs. Knowing her dad though, I had to agree that Beth’s dad likely WOULD have killed Steve had he known Steve was fucking his daughter!

Meanwhile Steve had moved over to the middle of the tub and was reaching out to touch me. Despite the heat of the hot tub I shivered as my lover’s hands roamed all over every inch of me, starting ah my knees and then quickly making their way to areas of more interest. God it made me feel so sexy to have Steve’s hands roam all over my body! It was like I was giving myself to him, letting him do something to me that nobody else had ever done. Sure my dad had pretty much touched all of me at one time or another but that was completely different. Like, it’s hard to sit on his lap when we’re in the hot tub and NOT have his hands all over me but that is nothing like this. My dad is just helping me keep my balance whereas Steve is groping me!

I closed my eyes and focused on Steve’s carnal attention as his hand ran down my thigh and then back up again, moving inside such that when he reached my crotch his fingers would run over my pussy and then up and over my clit. Again, it was similar to when my dad would massage me except for that move at the end. My dad’s fingers might make it all the up my leg but he always would detour just enough at the end to avoid my pussy. That’s the difference between being touched by your boyfriend and your father. Sure I enjoy the way my father makes me feel good but I LOVE the way Steve adds that extra touch at the end.

With my head laying back against the tub, Steve was working on my stomach and boobs as I opened my eyes and looked up towards my bedroom window right above us. If Steve had been looking at me he would’ve seen me smiling but he wouldn’t have known the entire reason why. Sure I loved the way he was fondling me but imagine if he knew that just one story up his younger sister was watching us through the opening in the curtains!

OMG! This was so hot and I wasn’t thinking about the temperature of the water. I could only see Sharon’s face and barely even that so I had no idea what she was doing as she watched. Was she just watching or was she getting horny? I wondered if she had stripped down to watch us or maybe just loosened her shorts to let her play with herself? Knowing how she loved to masturbate I couldn’t imagine she was just watching the scene below her and not doing anything about it.

My eyes lowered and I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. Sure enough, my dad was also keeping an eye on things from the kitchen door window. For a brief moment I thought about what might happen if he and Sharon were watching me together. Would they both get so horny they would masturbate together? The way things were now they might not even know the other was watching but it never hurt to fantasize about it.

“Oh Steve ... I want your dick so bad,” I gasped as Steve started to concentrate on my clit, rubbing it underwater as the jet continued to do its work as well.

Steve grinned and stood up in the tub with his erection now just inches away from my face. God it looked so inviting! He was rock hard now, his dick curving upward such that while standing it was actually pointing up to the sky. His wet pubic hair was plastered against his crotch, revealing more of his shaft than usual which only emphasized the size of his erect cock.

While I really had nothing much to compare it against, I loved Steve’s dick and never grew tired of looking at it. Sure I’d seen my dad’s but that was only when he was masturbating from across the room or just a passing view as I would walk past their bedroom. The closest I ever got to it was actually in this same hot tub like when I would sit on his lap or he was getting in and out next to me. Even though he might have an erection then it didn’t give me the same feelings as I felt now with Steve’s dick hovering right in front of me. My dad’s dick was hard because he was just a normal horny man. In stark contrast, Steve’s dick was hard because he wanted to fuck ME with it and THAT is what made it so special for me.

“Mmmmmmm, let me have that wonderful cock,” I murmured more to myself than him as he probably couldn’t hear me over the din of the jets. I thought about that and reached over to turn off the jest and suddenly it was like deathly silent in comparison.

“Ahhhhhh, that’s better,” I said, smiling as I looked up at him and reached for his dick, “God I wanted that so bad!”

I stroked Steve’s dick a little at first and then he moved in closer so I could take it in my mouth. It tasted a little funny because of the bromine in the water but it felt just fine between my lips as my tongue ran all around it.

Knowing I had quite the audience above me I tried to brush my hair back and keep my head tilted so Sharon would be able to see her brother’s dick in my mouth. I wondered if she was licking her lips as she imagined how it would feel in her mouth instead? Had she ever even touched a dick, let alone sucked one? If so, she’d never told me about it.

As for my dad, the way Steve was standing I imagined all he was seeing was Steve’s bare butt but then I wasn’t as worried about what he saw so much as Steve’s sister. My dad could always watch me sucking Steve another time but how often would Sharon have this opportunity? God I felt so ridiculously horny as I sucked Steve’s dick knowing I was being watched by one of my best friends AND my father. Like, this was something I would have never dreamed possible just a few short months earlier.

Mmmmmmm, I loved sucking Steve’s dick. Some of my girlfriends claimed that when their boyfriends pushed them to suck theirs that they didn’t really like it, especially when they came. In fact, most of them either said they wouldn’t let their boyfriend cum in their mouth or they spit it out right away. Beth and I were really the only ones who seemed to want to do it for our own pleasure more so than just trying to keep a boyfriend. No doubt Steve wouldn’t keep dating me if I stopped putting out but that wasn’t why I did it - I LOVED doing it!

Sometimes I have to wonder about some of my friends. Like, if they want a boyfriend like mine then why complain that they have to put out for them? You can’t expect a guy to take you out, buy you things and entertain you and not expect something in return? Those movie tickets cost money which means he had to work to get it. The blowjob he expects in return is easy to do so it seems to me that as a girl I’m getting the better end of the deal. Not only that, but I enjoy doing it!

Then there are those girls who are OK with blowjobs but draw the line at sex. I’m not really sure if that’s not even worse than the BJ holdouts. Sure all guys love blowjobs but if my boyfriend is any sort of example, they love sex even more. If a girl wants to claim one of the more popular guys in school like Steve, then she’d better be willing to give him what he’s getting from the other girls. When I started Steve I knew his reputation so when he wanted to fuck me, it was like either do it or forget being his girlfriend. Then again, I think I enjoy it as much as he does so it’s not like it’s putting any sort of hardship on me!

Speaking of which, sucking Steve’s dick was fun but I was too horny to do it for much longer. As I said, I wanted sex just as much as he did!

“Fuck me,” I said firmly as I dropped his dick from my mouth and looked him straight in the eyes.

“Ohhhhhh, so you want me to fuck you now, eh?” he teased me.

It was all part of the games we liked to play. The evidence of his desire was practically poking me in the eye so it wasn’t like he was fooling me or anything. I’d learned early on with Steve that as much as he wanted to do me, it was me asking for it that REALLY turned him on.

“God yes, and stop teasing me ... I NEED you in me,” I begged while playing along with the game. Then again it wasn’t just a game - just as I’d said I DID need him in me right then, more than anything else in the world at that moment. It was like my pussy felt so empty and I needed something to fill it - and only Steve’s dick would do.

Steve started to lower down in the water but I didn’t want to have sex underwater, not with his sister watching above us. A bunch of splashing around wasn’t what Sharon had come over to see and it wasn’t what I wanted to show her. No ... I wanted Sharon to SEE her brother’s dick in me, to see me enjoy what she could only lust for in secret. OK, so I admit it - I wanted to show off.