Chapter 6: Wrapping Things Up For the Night

Eventually the crowd dispersed and I noticed a couple people getting dressed while some of the diehards went back at it in the living room. No doubt a few of them would be doing this all night but that wasn’t my thing. Beth was one of those that probably stayed the night when I wasn’t there but she knew how I felt about it and as my best friend she respected my feelings and never pushed me to stay.

“I take it that you’re ready to go?” she asked me.I looked at her and smiled gently. “Sorry ... do you mind?”

Beth just shook her head and then she looked at me saying, “You know, for someone who loves sex as much as you do I’ve never figured out why you always want to leave so early.”

What could I say? It was complicated and I’m not even sure I can explain it completely. There’s just something impersonal about sex in these type of situations that turns me off. Once I get some of the horniness out of my system it just doesn’t turn me on to stay around and fuck a few more guys. I know they don’t care anything about me except to fuck me. Some people might question what the difference is between that and me going out with some stranger for dinner and sex.

Well, even in those situations at least I feel a little connection to the guy even if it IS for only one night. It’s not like he picks me up, fucks me in the car, and then drops me back home again without saying a word. Parties are about like that.

As I got dressed, Beth informed Kristen of the news. She looked disappointed and for a moment I debated seeing if she could stay and go home with someone else. I’d promised her mom I would watch out for her and without being there so I couldn’t very well uphold that promise and so I ditched the idea. She could come another time as I’m sure they wouldn’t mind now that they had gotten to know her.

Kristen grabbed her dress and pulled it up and over her cum-covered torso. I couldn’t believe she wasn’t even washing it off!

“Uh Kristen, they DO have a shower here you know,” I gentled prodded her.

Kristen just grinned, that glow still all over her face. “I know,” she said in sing-song voice, “I wanted my mom to see. I don’t think she would believe me otherwise.”

Well, I’d been come ON and IN by a lot of guys but I’d never gone home with it still on me to show off to my mom! At least not intentionally. I was really close to my mother but Kristen and her mom had something special between them. My mom and I have discussed it and personally, I think it’s a result of growing up without a husband and father. It’s like they have to share everything together, even boyfriends. This was the first time, though, that I knew her to bring home a coating of cum to show off to her mother like some school kid bringing home a paper with a star on it from the teacher.

Beth was a bit shocked as well, probably even more so given the fact she wasn’t as close to her parents as Kristen and I were. “God, if I ever went home looking and smelling like THAT...” she whispered almost more to herself, her voice trailing off as even the very thought of it was more than she could imagine.

Kristen seemed quite proud of herself as we said out goodbyes and headed home. Beth dropped Kristen off and as we watched her head up the steps into her house, Beth shook her head in amazement. “Now THAT is what I call one hell of a slut!”

I laughed at her tone of voice and answered, “Hey, I always thought I was the one you thought was the slut. And oh by the way, what about YOU?”

“Well Kelly, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but your cousin puts us BOTH to shame!”

We both laughed and for the rest of the short trip to my house, we commented on my cousin’s sexual appetite and complete lack of morals. It wasn’t like we were talking behind her back, she would’ve certainly agreed with us, I’m sure.

Pulling up to my house, I looked at Beth and from the look on her face, I knew she wasn’t finished for the night. “Heading back, aren’t you?”

Beth smiled and shrugged saying, “Well, you know how it is.”

Indeed I did! What Beth didn’t know was that my night wasn’t over yet either. After all, I had promised my dad something when I got home and I knew he would be holding me to my word. I kissed her goodnight and headed for the front door, my pussy tingling as I wondered what was waiting for me inside. I couldn’t wait to tell me dad about Kristen’s little show. My only concern was he might try to do his own reenactment.

Oh well, isn’t that what a good daughter does - make her daddy happy. If so I was going to be a VERY good daughter tonight!