Chapter 12: The Closing Part 6 - Morning After

Wednesday Morning July 30, 2008

David said the others could use the bedrooms upstairs if they wanted, but Sam, Keith and Wiretop elected to grab some sleep in the party room, they were very comfortable sleeping all together for the rest of the night. They allowed that a little rest might allow for some fun when somebody woke up. Even if that didn’t happen it would make for a safer drive home and a half-day of productive time at work.

On that basis David and Rose elected to stay with their guests in the party room. There were some oversized futon pads that could be rolled out side-by-side so they all slept more or less together.

About an hour before sunrise Keith woke up from where he was sleeping on a pad next to Sam. As expected, he had an erection. He was hesitant to take Sam while she was sleeping, at the office Sam did not sleep in the dorm room. But on the other hand he reasonably considered that there was a good reason she was sleeping with him. So after a few moments he gave in to the urge and slipped his cock into his CEO. He had a few strokes before Sam woke up with a smile. “That is nice ... but how long before my hot protein breakfast be ready?”

Keith, who was an expert at cyphers, broke that code. “I figured to get some of your cream topping first.” He got what he wanted - slipping his cock in and out of the pussy of his former student/present boss with vigor and making her cream on his cock. It felt so good to start the day with her getting of on his cock. Once she got her jollies (and he was just about out-of-control) he pulled his cock out of her soggy pussy and eased it into her open mouth. He was ready. She was hungry. Unlike most of the others this one was mostly straight sucking instead of face fucking. She quickly and quietly sucked down his tasty cum for her morning breakfast. When he was ready he took his cock deep into her throat and swallowed once, making that first spurt of his climax really feel incredible to him.

There are no taste buds in the throat, and Sam did not want to pass up his good tasting cum, so she took the rest of his spurts in her mouth with her tongue pressing against his pee slit, which doubled his pleasure. Keith was loud enough so Red and Phil heard his groan upstairs in the bedroom.

After Keith had given Sam all he had to give they shared a long, sloppy snowball kiss followed by the last of a nearby bottle of champaign. They each took a drink then passed it to the mouth of the other in a messier type of cum-champaign kiss. Keith had to lick up what spilled on her chest.

Moments after they were done Keith slipped on his shorts and was off in his jeep, headed into the darkness towards the beach for a few waves (if they were good) or a sunrise jog (if the surf gods still slept) before going to work. As many academics do, his mind had been working in background on one step in a complex problem, and by the time he got to the office after his jog it would be worked out. He would take about 4 hours on the computer inputing the steps while it was fresh in his mind and the adrenaline was pumping, then hit his dorm bed for the rest of the sleep he needed.

The noise Sam and Keith made as they finished woke up Wiretop, who also had a erection. His movement jostled Rose who also stirred and partially woke up.

(David lived in a frat house for a semester in college. There he trained himself to ignore all noises except his alarm clock. It was a useful trick that served him here.)

He saw how things were arranged, Rose was sleeping in her dad’s arms, with her chest on David’s chest and her head on his shoulder. Wiretop had an unusual view, somehow during the night Wiretop had managed to settle his head on Rose’s soft bottom, it made a divine pillow.

Since Rose was face-down her pussy was exposed, it seemed to be inviting rear-entry into her body. Wiretop felt those old crash-pad urges, to take Rose in her sleep like she was inviting it. His erection popped up to 110% from the old feelings and dreams. But something stopped him.

Before Wiretop moved to make contact, he expanded his awareness a little. Sam caught his eye and signaled that he should try to gently wake Rose, to ask her if she would mind helping him out with his erection. Wiretop slowly realized this was not the crash pad, Rose was not used to geek “jump’em” etiquette, and Rose’s father might not react well to such surprises.

Then Sam suggested in a whisper that Wiretop might get a pleasant surprise from Rose if he asked her first.

So Wiretop ran his hand lightly over Rose’s back and bottom, for a gentle awakening. It was something Sam had showed him. His fingers were light, but not too light, as he went down her spine and then turned, avoiding the crack as his fingers glided over her incredibly soft warm bottom. He repeated the act with a little variation.

On the third try he got results. Rose was delighted when Wiretop tried to wake her, his touch was perfect so she just enjoyed it the first two times, finally easing out of her sleep when it got to her bottom the third time. When she noticed him, and where his head was, she smiled that she was glad to be a pillow. He whispered that she was the best pillow he ever had, then then whispered his request to insert his cock for a good time.

In Rose’s sleepy/dreamy state, as she rested in her father’s arms, it almost seemed like a naughty dream, so her mind responded with a naughty suggestion, something Wiretop did not expect. She whispered back to him, “Assuming you have some lube, wouldn’t it be easier to stick it in back?” They both knew he had a skinny cock, and her eyes glanced up to where there was some butter in reach on the table.

Wiretop was more than surprised at the idea. He looked at Sam who nodded, so he started to do as Rose suggested. First, get the butter. Then butter the bun.

Resting on her father’s chest and shoulder with his arms embracing her, Rose wiggled her butt a bit and pushed out her tight rosebud, which Wiretop understood as “Lube me first.” She was easy to get first one and then two butter-slicked fingers into. Wiretop was generous getting both of them buttered up nicely.

Repositioning was a little trickier, as he had to avoid David’s legs. Rose shifted a little, she felt incredibly naughty to be doing this, but the inspiration of sleeping in her father/lovers arms, while her backdoor lover grabbed a piece too good to pass up. Wiretop’s skinny cock seemed made for anal play, she associated contract closings with the first closing she had been too and she did not know when she would get another chance to be this bad. Being with her Daddy like this was too delicious.

In moments Wiretop got into position and carefully made contact. At her signal, he began to push his skinny cock into her tight hole.

Rose pushed out, trying to make it easier. Wiretop worked very slowly, it was an acquired skill. Rose raised the stakes with her suggestion he did not want to blow it by slipping out of play and waking David Barnes. Sam was watching her pupil’s performance, encouraging him. Rose worked with him and made him feel welcome, adjusting to his moves so the entrance was easy and the transition felt great. Both felt especially wicked about it, Wiretop was half-kneeling and half-spooning her bottom, keeping his weight off her while her head stayed on her dad’s shoulder.

Rose felt very good as the skinny cock slowly slipped into her buttered bottom. With the butter it was slick and easy, and wiretop’s skinny cock was a unique feeling that was nothing like her Father’s more substantial equipment. Penetration by a live person felt a lot better than her toys, this was something “low maintenance” that she could get used to. She saw how Sam was watching them, so she spread her legs and shifted her body a bit to give Sam a better view of Wiretop’s cock entering into her tight hole.

Once Wiretop had worked all the way inside he stopped to let Rose adjust. Guys didn’t do that, with anal they started ramming, so he earned a special smile with she wiggled her bottom a little. When she rested she had moved her hip angle just a little, it was better for both, then gave him permission to move as he pleased. He did, the motion started slow but it was good for both of them.

It was a few minutes before David woke up and then a few more moments before he figured out what was going on. He sensed the rhythmic movements, but it was not him - that was the confusing part. Then he saw that Wiretop was over Rose somehow, and he started to put it together. His first reaction was naturally to be upset, but he was also hard, which was a pretty notable recovery time for him. Plus it was clear that Rose was having a good time somehow.

Rose had her hand wrapped tightly around David’s cock. As soon as he was fully awake she gave him a hot kiss, it said more quickly than words could that she was fine, and implicitly asked if he could please let them finish whatever was going on. Also, he still had an arm around Rose, so she was very connected to him. David felt Rose’s pussy against his leg so he knew Wiretop was not there. It seemed inconceivable that Wiretop was enjoying his daughter’s ass with her permission while she was kissing him, but when he eliminated the other options that was what he was left with.

David managed to suppress his reaction. He still was still debating the shotgun, on general principles. In his mind he went to the story Sam told about Wiretop’s proclivities for taking her in the night, which he considered closer to rape than he liked. He wondered, where was that shotgun? But Rose broke the kiss to whisper that “I invited...” so she must have wanted something from the act. Plus, the truth was that David found Wiretop the least threatening of the guys who had been at the party. After all, the guy was all skin and bone, plus he cleaned everybody’s cum from Red’s messy pussy, which struck David as more than a little second-hand gay.

So instead of showing any of his internal conflicts David replied, “Good morning my dear, sleep well?” then returned her kiss, and made a point of taking in all that was happening with Wiretop. He also saw Sam grinning at the whole arrangement. A witness trumped the shotgun for this.

He went with active and positive. “Rose dear, uh ... is there anything that Daddy might do to make things better for you?”

“Good morning to you too, Daddy. You know, I have been asking myself ... Uh ... that exact same question. This ... Ohhhh ... position in your arms, kissing on you is nice, but it kind of limits my back-door guy from really putting it to my ... fuck YES ... tight little butt, you know? So this ... Ohhhh ... bad little girl has come up with a ... a very naughty answer. What I want is ... yeSSSS ... to be all on top of you, kissing ... hold still a minute ... on you as you hold me like you love me, while this very bright young man continues to give his wonderful skinny cock to me up my naughty hole real good. Plus, just maybe, I could get a Daddy finger or two in my little pussy as my butt gets screwed ... FUCK you feel gooood ... how does that sound to you? Are you game to share in something ... so close ... ahh ... to naughty two-on-one action?”

She mentioned that Wiretop’s cock was skinny like it was a positive thing, which made both guys feel better. David had noticed exactly that, so his inner conflict was reduced another level. After all, fucking Rose’s ass with a skinny cock was something David just could not accomplish, and she seemed to want it. She was so accommodating of his desires, even using fine 29 year old scotch with him. “Well ... I guess I don’t see any issue as long as things stay respectably clear below. It seems I have another erection myself, although I doubt it will do me much good.”

He spoke louder to Wiretop, “Young man, can we adjust to manage that request?”

Wiretop was not very bold and he normally would not have attempted any part of a combined effort, the willing female was new territory for him, as was butt sex. (Well, he realized that one without the other was a bad idea.) But Sam had talked to him beforehand about not being a party-pooper, being himself with his desires but not being a timid version of himself. Also, Rose’s tight butt felt wonderful around his cock, he was not interested in giving that up. It was a party, he should party hearty and be all social. So Wiretop put up a front that he hoped was “can-do” positive while still courteous. “Yes sir, I’m glad to help the beautiful young lady and thank you for the consideration. It is probably best if I pull out while your lovely daughter re-arranges ... whatever she desires.”

Rose knew just what to do, as soon as Wiretop pulled his cock out she moved sideways and got all of her weight resting on her father from his hip to his chest. Instead of being at 45 degrees over him, she straddled one of her Dad’s legs, which placed his erect cock beside her hip. As her father held and kissed her they both felt felt her responses as Wiretop also straddled David’s leg and carefully worked his skinny cock back into her ass, rested his torso on her butt, and began to gently stroke away. He knew David could feel his movement now, he was nervous. The young man quickly built up the speed and movement of a berserk hamster, but Sam calmed him back down with a few words about everybody enjoying it, no matter how long he took.

Sam was using “the voice” on him, so he had no option but to obey. He eased down his pace and enjoyed it more. Rose also said that was much better for her, so he felt twice as good about himself. No lover had ever spoken to him in such a positive friendly, happy tone, it was like she was sincerely happy. Plus, even the old man had addressed him with a friendly, hearty “young man” comment while he was INSIDE the daughter/lovers ass!

David felt his daughter’s body wiggle with delight and heard her groans as her ass was penetrated, the multiple reactions of contact, pushing out, entry of Wiretop’s ridge, and then the shaft entering were a series of unique feelings. Wiretop was so slim, and Rose was loose enough, that there was no sign of pain, even as his shallow ridge passed through her tight entrance. He grip showed no strain. She seemed to enjoy being between her fucker’s cock and her father’s embrace as they shared a deep kiss. When Wiretop slowed down Rose felt a lot better, she gave a moan of satisfaction while she kissed her father.

Rose was delighted to be fucked “naughty, like a bad girl,” between two real men. Both were real men who were not the “stick in and lose all control” children she knew in the past. They would give her body a nice long ride with plenty of appreciative good loving. It was the best of both worlds, she had a mature emotional lover and a dirty bad boy back-door fucker. Her father held her as a wife and a lover, kissing her like a mistress and sometimes slipping one hand around to play with her tits like a slut. Meanwhile Wiretop really wanted to do her ass, he was lust incarnate but under control to the sexy young woman. Rose was caught in the cross-section of both extreme sexual emotions and it felt great to be her.

Wiretop wasn’t as old as her father, but he was very mature about some things after many years on the street, associating with a hacker society that was, on average, older than he was. Sam had taken him in hand, both in the bed and in cyberspace, to gentle the rough youthful edges. Also, because of the exhausting experiences of the night, and Sam’s presence, he soon relaxed about what he was doing and started to immerse himself in the pure enjoyment of his cock moving in the pretty girl’s butt. She had a delightful set of pillows and was tight, but not too tight. He started to change his angles a bit, experimenting with feeling good. Rose had invited him, she wanted to pleasure his cock and be pleasured by him. That was rare for Wiretop, especially in the dark. It was nice to be wanted. It felt good to, and it wasn’t over in moments like it usually was. His cock was happy enjoying Rose’s rosebud, and his balls were saying, “keep going, we are not there yet.” It was a great combination.

He took hold of Rose’s hips as he stroked her, moving in and out of her tight hole at a comfortable, good-feeling, long-lasting rate. Every so often he snuck a hand around and grabbed a handful of her lovely tits like it was a forbidden but irresistible treat. (Aren’t those the sweetest kind? Rose’s were.) That also put his hand on David’s chest, but there was no reaction. Rose caught on to Wiretop’s spirit from the sneaky moves. She liked “sneaky” and giggled at the faux boldness of the action.

There was some incidental contact between the guys, but finally that drew a three-way smile as the guys figuratively shook hands by molesting Rose’s nipple between their thumbs. Rose reacted so favorably to that so neither of the guys let the other bother them.