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This story, our first real taste of erotic adventuring, occurred a few months ago. I thought others might be interested in what a swing club is like in the Netherlands. I'm kind of wishing we were wilder as I read others' stories here. When Gary suggested that we plan our trip to Europe to pass through Amsterdam, I assumed it was for the chance to smoke - which we both enjoy. It was only later that he introduced the idea of a wild sexual experience as well. Gary and I are both in our forties - him late; me early - and in pretty good shape I would say. While Gary was quite a bit wilder than me in his youth, I've certainly enjoyed watching {and making} some pretty wild videos and we've fantasized of threesomes and such. When he showed me a web site and the various possibilities - in particular parenclubs - I told him I wasn't interested in having sex with a lot of people; but as he explained to me that his plan was 'to see and be seen,' with me, not multiple partners I had to admit I was intrigued. My final objection was to being 'seen' by anyone I know but when he showed me the Kasteel Waterloo web site, 2 hours by train from Amsterdam and on the border with Germany, I knew the bastard had anticipated all my objections. We settled on going the one Saturday night a month that has couples only and the most conservative theme - hot dance party. This gave me the rare excuse to buy a super slutty dress and sexy red 5' heels and a black g-string with fake leather, zippered pouch for Gary. The flight from London, where we had spent 5 days, was quick and the train connections at Schipol were easy. The 2 hour train ride through the flat Dutch farming country was charming though there seemed a strange disconnect considering we were headed that night to my first swingers club. I had made Gary book us a nice room in Roermond, {he was being most compliant in everything - even the g-string} so we had a chance to freshen up, have an early dinner and let the jitters build prior to the Kasteel's 9pm opening. We arrived at the Kasteel more or less on plan at about 9:40 and were greeted at the door by the manager, wearing a black thong bikini that hid little. She said the other guests had already changed into lingerie and directed us to the locker and changing area in the basement - so much for the Hot Dance Party theme and my slutty dress. By the way, the price was 80E with drinks and buffet included, quite a fair deal I think. After changing we returned to the bar. I was wearing the outfit Gary selected: a fairly scandalous Frederick's of H'wood leopard skin one piece that split just above the crotch into two strips of fabric, which, barely covering my breasts, continued over my shoulders, and reconnected into what became a g-string just above the butt. Just keeping my nipples covered was a challenge. I had not expected to wear this right off and nervously told Gary a stiff drink was essential immediately. While he was gone I settled down enough to start checking the place out. Frankly the name Kasteel seems a bit grandiose for this large old house. The bar, dance floor, small stage {with pole}, and seating area occupy two living room size rooms separated by a wide double doorway. The other rooms on the ground floor included the buffet area and a separate parlor. There seemed to be about 25 couples there when we arrived and this increased to maybe 50 by midnight. Ages seemed to range from 20's to 60's with the majority in the 30-50 bracket and dress varied widely. One woman I noticed was topless already, another wore a bustier with nipples exposed, but the majority were at least minimally clothed, in these rooms anyhow. Since I keep pretty fit, I found myself feeling pretty good about myself as I scanned the other women and noticed a number of men checking me out also. Gary always says the breasts can sag a bit as long as the nipples point up and in that category I am blessed. The men wore everything from leather jockey-type shorts to a few g-strings to boxer shorts. Gary had wimped out on the g-string with the zipper and was wearing boxers so of course I harassed him unmercifully until he went back to the locker and ditched the boxers. There had been several couples dancing when we arrived, but when they sat down, a quite well endowed young blond took the stage. She wore a baby doll with ruffled bikini panties and quite obviously no bra. As she began to dance you could see everyone's attention shift to the stage and, noticing, she began to dance more sensuously, first fondling her breasts through the fabric then reaching underneath to tweak her nipples to quite obvious arousal. Her husband sitting near the stage said something - in Dutch I think - and she began removing her top to applause and encouragement from the crowd. It really was quite stimulating watching her play to the crowd and after a bit of this he said something else - probably 'take it all off baby' - because that's what she did. When she began dancing with the pole it was clear this was not something she'd practiced but what with her willingness to show all that she was totally shaved I don't think a man in the room noticed her lack of skill. When I slid my hand down to Gary's equipment, I teased him that she'd certainly gotten his attention. He agreed and, with a smirk, suggested I take the next dance. Not to be outdone, I said maybe later and suggested we check out the rooms upstairs and he agreed. A wide staircase leads to the second floor, which is clearly where the action happens. Down the center there is a sauna and 'orgy cave:' a low room with mattresses wall to wall and peepholes and hand holes lining the walls. It was empty when we passed. Rooms with various themes surrounded these two. One was a S&M/Fetish room with a swing of some sort, an OB exam chair with stirrups {not my fantasy}, straps for hanging from a wall, and several other devices we couldn't even figure out. Another had a big round bed dominating one wall with spotlights {hmmm}, others varied in lighting and types of beds/platforms, and of course there were a number of showers. Since it was still rather early there were just 3 or 4 couples doing anything; but we did get to chat a bit with several couples who were also doing reconnaissance. It's an interesting interaction, subtly, and occasionally not so subtly {which is fun}, checking out other semi-naked horny people while attempting polite conversation. Ultimately we returned downstairs with the others to discover the stage scene heating up. As we returned downstairs from our reconnaissance of the second floor, two other couples that I should mention accompanied us. The younger couple, Henrik and Lisa, were from Amsterdam and like us seeking some anonymity for their adventure. Lisa unlike her name would suggest was tiny, brown, and Indonesian while Henrik was big, blond, and quite muscular. In chatting earlier they seemed more inclined to ‘see and be seen’ like us, as did Franz and Eileen who were also first timers from Germany. Fortunately all spoke English fluently, better than they spoke each other’s languages they said. Franz and Eileen were roughly my age {early forties} and I swear her breasts must have been tastefully enhanced to be so perfect. Franz on the other hand was a bit overweight and not really to my taste. As we entered the bar and ordered drinks I couldn’t help noticing that a woman was just finishing dancing and, while not especially attractive, received an enthusiastic response. At that moment it struck me, how good-natured the crowd was. Every couple was there to play out their own special fantasy. Not only was everything permitted and nothing required {as they advertise}; but also, at least in this group, judgment seemed suspended in favor of risqué fun. In our little group of first timers, the generally agreed preference for a little exhibitionism and voyeurism over the swapping concept seemed to have a strangely liberating effect. Feeling free to flirt and tease a bit we finished our drinks and followed the beginning of a movement of couples to second floor with Lisa, Eileen, and me leading the way, nearly bare butts swinging, each with a hand cupping another’s cheek. Gary later told me that the men were just licking their lips behind us. First room on the left, I think, was the bondage/fetish room so of course we had to check it out again. There were already several couples in the room but one couple was the center of attention. The woman was naked from the waist down and on the OB table, her legs spread wide in the stirrups. Her 60ish partner was performing what appeared to be a masterful job of DATY and cunningly added to our little crowds pleasure by pulling back every now and then to expose her engorged lips and obviously juicy intimate self. Gary was standing just behind me so I could feel his bulge against my butt. At first his hands were caressing my thighs but then they moved up and began to fondle my breasts. As you may remember, I was wearing this ridiculous leopard skin one piece that was basically a V of fabric which split just above the pubic zone into the two straps {which barely covered my breasts} then went over the shoulders to reconnect at my butt. So it was easy for Gary to slide these aside exposing my nipples to all, but most of all, to his teasing fingers. I noticed the others were playing with variations on our theme as the action at the exam table intensified. After a bit more oral attention the man pulled back and inserted two fingers into her vagina rubbing rhythmically as she began rubbing her clit. As the pace of her masturbation increased I realized that she was watching us watching her. I mean specifically, it was Gary and I in her line of vision, so I smiled {Gary says he licked his lips} and she grinned back and a few seconds later she came in a beautiful shaking moaning orgasm. Boy was it exciting. I had never imagined it could be such a turn on watching another woman’s orgasm; live, from just a few feet away. The scene plus Gary’s fingers had my nipples at trembling attention and to be honest things were damp below. As she settled down it was clear that they were going for O#2 so we decided to explore on. Down the hall was the ‘orgy’ room, a sort of a cave with wall-to-wall mattresses and peepholes and hand holes on all sides. We could see from the entrance there were people inside and as we found 3 adjacent peepholes I told Gary to enjoy the view, as did the other men. I stood close behind him rubbing my nipples against his back and massaging his thighs and ‘pouch’ while he described the action inside. As he described the scene one woman on her back was sucking a guy while receiving her own oral stimulation from a second woman who was in turn being taken doggy- style by her{?} man. Meanwhile, my stroking of that lovely pouch was having great effect so I opened the zipper and released his tool. It felt so hard as it twitched and throbbed in my hand. About this time I noticed a hand massaging my ass and realized that it was Eileen. With one hand around Franz’s member she then moved to caressing my breast with the other. I moved back slightly from Gary to give her hand space but I knew that Gary had to feel her hand against his back as it slid down toward my crotch. About this point, someone, not me, suggested the women take the peepholes so we switched. Gary asked in a whisper if that was Eileen’s hand in my pants and when I said yes, he said, ‘interesting’ and I said ssshh. I watched a bit but found the group sex less exciting than I expected, perhaps because their focus was not on performing for us. I think the other women did also as we soon moved on. The next room we wandered into was the one with the big round bed. As we approached somebody joked that it looked big enough for six and to my surprise little Lisa the youngest and so far quietest of our group climbed right on with Henrik right behind. As he began nibbling around the edges of her tiny g-string we all soon found ourselves on the bed with the guys taking the initiative. Gary grabbed the straps of my sort-of-one-piece and in one tug I was naked; moments later his tongue was down where I love it to be. Now this is an area where Gary is a master and pretty quickly I knew that a very public O was coming soon. As I checked out the other women it was obvious that this was working just fine for them also. I smiled across at Eileen who was moaning audibly and then suddenly Lisa, who had been lying between us, eyes closed and nearly motionless, cried out something in Dutch as she began shaking in pleasure, which moments later took me and Eileen over the edge as well. As we lay there recovering we looked at each other, flushed and all, and I swear we started giggling. I think I said something dumb like ‘that was interesting;’ to which Lisa added ‘and fun, too’. We decided that it was time for the boys to get some attention but it was only when I sat up that I realized that we had drawn a bit of a crowd. Amazingly, it just turned me on more to know I had been watched through this crazy scene and here I was naked and practically dripping, planning to give my husband a very public blowjob. Gary was more than willing for me to have ‘my’ fun, but when he lay back on the bed I was stunned. Now Gary is normally quite well endowed but I had forgotten that he had taken a Viagra to {as he said} guarantee that he would be all that he can be. We’d only tried it a few times as an experiment and I’d forgotten the effect – a bit more length, but substantial added girth, and truly rock hard, and I hadn’t even started, oh my! Since we still had a number of interested observers I decided such a wonderful tool deserved a special show and made sure they had full view of me licking his shaft like a candy cane. Such a tramp I was; and loving every minute. From there to his balls and then to my best attempt at a deep throat {less than usual – but then he took the Viagra!}. When I glanced at the others I realized that we were all doing approximately the same thing at about the same pace. In hindsight I guess you could call it formation fellatio - but the hindsight Gary wanted was obvious as he worked me around so that my legs straddled his head in basically the 69 position. However, instead of the tongue I expected he started massaging me with his fingers, which was nice until I realized that he was also spreading and exposing me to several couples standing near. I know I should have been embarrassed, but by this point I was so turned on and curiously enjoying being outrageous in front of others that I just grinned and wiggled my butt as Gary did nasty things. Lisa was the first to move on to fucking as she rolled onto her back and spread her legs; but when I really looked at Henrik’s tool I was stunned. Gary is big but Henrik was almost scary {Gary says I’m being brutal here}. I keep telling him that beyond a certain minimum bigger isn’t necessarily better; and for me at least, there’s such a thing as too big. Well Henrik would be pushing that limit. But when I said to Lisa something like how do you handle that! She said ‘want to watch?’ Well of course we did, and so the four of us watched as Henrik spread her tiny lips to reveal a very wet and ready vagina. She grunted a little when he first penetrated her but she clearly was practiced in handling him, for soon he was thrusting away most impressively. In moments we were all at it, three couples screwing away on one big bed. Modesty was long gone and as I learned when we chatted later I wasn’t the only one enjoying making sure there was plenty for the others to see. The guys were being extremely well behaved on the extraneous touching; but Eileen clearly had other ideas when at one point, while she was riding Franz and Gary was having me on my back, she bent over and began kissing and fondling my breasts. I was completely new to girl-girl activity {though of course I’ve seen porn films} and I considered myself barely bi-curious; in fact I’d always thought of a second woman as mainly a thrill for Gary; but his thrusting was intensifying so I sensed he had no objection as Eileen moved into doggie position for Franz and angled herself so that she could suck my nipples. I cupped one of Eileen’s dangling breasts in one hand massaging her already aroused nipple and felt her hand sliding toward my crotch. Gary sensed her intention and shifted back on his knees to give her access {and enjoy the view, the horndog} as she began to massage first his cock and then my clit. How could a poor girl stand it, in moments, it seemed, I was launched into the ‘O’ zone for what seemed like forever until Gary and Eileen brought me down with gentle penetration and massage. I was amazed that Gary had maintained control, but as I recovered I realized that my man needed relief and soon. In fantasizing before the trip, we had joked about testing our exhibitionist abilities by doing the porn movie facial in public. Usually, unless I’m specifically giving him a BJ, we both prefer if he finishes inside me - we both just love that feeling. But I do love the taste of him and this was truly the moment for fantasy fulfillment, I thought, so why not go for it. I disentangled a bit from Eileen and rose up to a sitting position and gesturing to my mouth suggested to Gary that he ‘put it here.’ The poor guy was so far gone that within moments of beginning my combo suck/stroke techniques I could feel the contractions of his orgasm beginning. I leaned back and opened my mouth porn star style and, since I was holding on and doing the aiming, G was amazingly accurate with his load as it nearly all found my mouth. I gave a devilish grin and swallowed as he collapsed. Watching us may have had an effect on Eileen and Franz who were obviously beginning an orgasmic moment of their own. I’d sort of lost track of Lisa and Henrik but from the sounds from the other side of the bed they were reaching a similar peak as well. Lisa told me later that they had been watching us as well and that my ‘porn star moment’ definitely contributed to a major mutual moment for them. Guess I should be proud. After a bit of rest we showered, we girls debated what to wear downstairs and decided to go topless. It was less scandalous than we expected, as most of the couples at the bar and buffet {at 12- 1am} were barely dressed. A number of women were totally naked {one was prancing around with the thinnest thong imaginable tucked up between her lips and plastic boobs; the men loved the ‘look’, of course}. Unfortunately the naked men always seemed to be the gross ones. The buffet was excellent and after about an hour of R&R {during which Eileen and Franz departed}, we returned upstairs. Among our adventures this second time, Lisa and I did a bit of experimentation {she said she’d been watching Eileen with me and was intrigued} – for our husbands’ viewing pleasure. Gary says we made a lovely contrast as I am 5’10” fair and stacked {thank you Gary} and she 5’2” brown and in every way tiny. I ended up with Gary and Henrik holding my legs and massaging my breasts while Lisa dined – wow – that one was colossal. It seemed only polite to return the pleasure so Lisa then became the center of our attentions. My first taste of a woman – besides myself on Gary’s cock. Let’s just say that ultimately I was quite successful in satisfying her. I stole a lot from Gary’s technique but added a few ideas of my own. I have to say I enjoyed it – for me there never were any moral or sexual orientation issues – and it was kind of fascinating exploring a woman’s erogenous parts that way. Gary certainly had no problem with it {especially as he finally got to play with someone else’s tits and she was jerking them both off most of the time}. From there we decided to ‘voyeur’ a bit. From what I saw there was less multi-partner or orgy type activity than I expected. {Gary points out that, not knowing who came with whom, we can’t really know how many were swapping partners.} On the other hand, I don’t think I ever saw anyone who seemed to want privacy. I think I read on the website that there was a small darkened room somewhere on the second floor for couples who wanted privacy, but I never saw it. Actually, most of the people we watched seemed stimulated by our presence; I know I sure was when we were watched. Eventually we ended up in the room with the big bed on which we’d performed earlier. Several other couples were now using it, so we watched and giggled as we compared their ‘show’ with ours’. That was plenty enough to get the guys going again so we found an empty platform and finished the evening in the grandest style. It was strange, we had spent so much of the evening with Lisa and Henrik basically screwing side by side in so many imaginative ways, that I felt like a curious comradeship had formed. The rules wordlessly changed as free for all touching just seemed to happen. At one point I remember I was stroking Henrik’s balls and nibbling at his nipples while G did similar things to Lisa who was riding her man. I’ll admit to giving Henrick’s monster a few strokes but we never did swap; I remember thinking ‘what’s to be gained’ and besides we’d have to stop and look for condoms. It was so lovely finishing with Gary pounding me deeply doggy style. Henrik and Lisa did their version of the porn star facial. Very hot! After collapsing in a heap for some moments rest, we returned downstairs in search liquid refreshment and discovered that it was fast approaching 2:30 am. How time goes by when .... As we four headed to the lockers there seemed to be a very strange camaraderie perhaps because it was born of incredible intimacy. We parted with hugs, laughing that we’d never seen each other fully clothed before.

Jo and I went to visit her sister Jane and husband Fred. Jane is eight years older than Jo, and Fred is ten years older than Jane. Even though Jane and Fred had seven kids in ten years, Jane has kept her figure, and Fred's hard work has kept him fit. Jane is about 5' 9' 140 lbs., 45, short black hair, and real nice 40C's. Fred is also 5' 9', gray, with a full head of hair, and a trim 165 lbs. For an older couple, they looked real good. The only bad thing about them was that they were always arguing with each other. On our other visits, Jane has always flirted with me, and Jo and I have discussed this often. Jo said her sister was always jealous of what Jo had, and always trying to take what was hers. I would laugh and say that she had no chance to take me from Jo, but she would be able to get me for a night or two if it could be arranged. Jo would then say that Fred deserved something better than her bitch of a sister, the way she always bossed him around. This was the standard conversation each time we visited them. On this visit, we were going to stay the night instead of driving back home. The kids had all been farmed out for the night, with Jane saying we needed an adult-only evening for a change. She had prepared a nice candle light dinner. Fred and I had a before dinner drink in the living room while the girls had theirs in the kitchen finishing the dinner. After a while, Jo came out and joined us saying that Jane had everything well in hand. I was in the recliner, and Jo and Fred were on the couch. We all talked until we had finished our drinks. I got up and fixed us all new ones, and went into the kitchen to see if Jane wanted another. She did, so I took her glass to the bar and made her one. When I brought it into the kitchen, Jane was leaning back on the counter in such a way that the tits were on prominent display. She smiled at me and asked me to bring her drink over to her. When I did, she took the drink with one hand, and put the other around my neck drawing me closer. Until now, all her flirting had been in the presence of Jo and Fred. I was wondering where this was going when she asked me if I thought older women were sexy. I told her that all women with big tits were sexy no matter what their age. She then brought my hand up to cover a breast, and asked if these were big enough. That's when I realized she had no bra on, and as I rubbed and squeezed, I told her they were big enough. She then kissed me and reached for my crotch. She must have liked what she felt because she continued to suck my tongue and rub my boner through my pants. When we broke apart, her face was flushed, and I couldn't go back to the living room with my cock like a flagpole. She went back to working on the food, and I backed up and we talked for a couple minutes until I had gone down. She then told me to go back to the living room and dinner would be ready in a few minutes. When I got back to the living room, Jo and Fred were sitting a lot closer to each other than when I left. But I just sat in the recliner and we talked until Jane called us to eat. It was a real pleasant meal. We drank one bottle of red wine, and opened a second. {Red wine always makes me horny.} I could tell that we all were getting high, and was thankful that I wouldn't have to drive home after this. We then moved to the living room, where I again sat in the recliner, Jane in the easy chair, and Fred and Jo on the couch. I fixed new drinks for us, passed them out, and reclined back ready for a hour or so of talking before retiring for the night. That's when Fred surprised me. He smiled and said that he had always had the hots for Jo, and knew that Jane felt the same way about me, and why not act on these feeling if we were willing. I looked over at Jane to see her reaction, and saw a hungry look in her eyes. I then looked at Jo expecting her to say no because of the way she felt about Jane. But she just smiled at me and kissed Fred. Jane got up and walked over to me as I let down the recliner. She sat on my lap and started kissing me while I again squeezed and rubbed her tits through her blouse. I removed her blouse with her help and was soon kissing, licking and sucking for all I was worth. After seven kids, they were surprisingly firm, with not much sag. I glanced over to the couch and saw that Fred had Jo's blouse and bra off, and she was half reclining while he was working on her tits. That's when Jane stood up and told me to get the drinks and follow her. Before I left I looked over to the couch again. Fred was removing Jo's skirt and panties while she was helping by lifting her ass. Didn't look like they were going anywhere for a while. When I got to the bedroom, Jane had already stripped. Her hips looked a little full, but that could have been because her waist was so small. A forest of thick black hair covered her pussy. I prefer a smooth pussy, since Larry and Sandy, Jo has kept hers shaved and trimmed. But I'm not finicky, a pussy is a pussy. I started to take off my shirt and Jane said don't. She started stripping me, kissing and sucking each little bit of skin she bared. Removing my shirt and sucking my nipples to little points, she started on my pants. She helped me step out of my pants and shorts and made me stand there while she started on my cock. Jane only sucked and wetted my cock for a minute, then fell back on the bed, spread her legs, and said to hurry and put that monster in her. Monster? 6½ inches? Jo's in for a surprise! I new Jane was a virgin when she got married, and obviously had not been with another man but Fred. I started to push into her, and she felt like a virgin. I would insert and inch, and her eyes would widen, and she would moan. By the time I got my cock buried in her, her eyes were closed and she just kept moaning. And she was very still. I pulled back a little and she got wetter and hotter. I was now moving in and out slowly when she started moving, bucking her cunt up and down my cock like a mad woman. She was moaning, and groaning, and raking my back with her nails, and beating her heels on my ass. Then all of a sudden, she stretched out like she was being crucified and screamed. I thought I would lose my hearing in that ear as I shot my load of jism deep in her cunt. She put her arms and legs around me, and continued to hump herself on my cock, moaning over and over until I was to soft to keep it in her. I rolled off her and collapsed. After a few minutes I looked over to Jane, and saw that she was asleep. At least I thought so. Well, I might as well see what Fred and Jo were doing. I didn't bother to dress and walked down the hall naked and peeked around the corner into the living room. Nobody there. Fixed a drink, followed the sounds down the other hall and cracked open the spare bedroom door. There was Jo on top of Fred riding him like a cowgirl riding a bucking bronco. And Fred was bucking. Seemed like he was bucking as hard as he could. I love to watch Jo cum, and I could see her ass cheeks flex as she came and sucked the jism from Fred. I closed the door and returned to the master bedroom. Jane was still asleep, so I rolled her around, and covered us both and fell asleep myself. I awoke to something hot and wet around my cock. I glanced at the clock and saw I had been asleep for only about three hours. I looked down and saw Jane's dark head bobbing up and down on my hard cock. This time she wasn't just getting it wet, but was really sucking and licking on it. She was sucking it to the root and slowly sucking back up to the head while massaging my balls. All the while humming. Then I noticed she was rubbing her clit also. When she noticed I was awake, she swung her leg over and settled her cunt onto the head on my cock. As she slowly lowered herself onto me, I could feel that she was still tight, but my previous load of jism made her wet and slick. Again, she was moaning before hitting the bottom. She started moving up and down as I played with her tits. I was squeezing, and rubbing, and thumbing her nipples as she rode me. I could feel her cunt muscles rippling up and down my cock. It didn't take long until she fell on me, bit my neck, and grunted and grunted as she was cumming. I was shooting my second load of jism up her snug little cunt at the same time. We rolled apart, snuggled up, and fell asleep. *********************************************************************** Jo wants to tell about her and Fred now. Mike is editorializing. I noticed Jane and Mike leaving, but Fred was stripping me. He seemed surprised to see that my pussy was shaved, but started licking and sucking it anyway. Oh!, that man really knew how to eat pussy. He had me climbing the walls in no time. He kept licking and sucking until I came. And he didn't stop, I came again, and was cumming over and over until I started getting sore. I told him to stop and let me have his dick. He pulled me up and said we should go to the spare bedroom. I laid down on the bed and waited for Fred to strip. He turned his back to me to take off his clothes, and jumped into bed with me. I reached for his prick, but he moved down to start eating me again. I told him no, that I wanted his dick in my cunt now! When he raised up, I could finally see his dick. It was about 5' long and very thin, but his Balls! They hung down like a horses' and looked as big as crabapples. Pre-cum was oozing out like most men's cum. He stuck it in me and was slicking up my cunt with pre-cum to make it easier. But it was so slim that I could hardly feel it, and I had to tighten up my muscles to feel it. After a few minutes I knew I had to take charge. I told him to roll over so I could be on top, and he said he didn't do that. I told him to roll or get off. He rolled. Now I was in a position to constrict my cunt to fit his dick, and keep pressure on my clit as I rode him. I could feel his pre-cum oozing out of me and wondered how he could keep it up. As I rode him, I told him to play with my nipples and tits, and buck his dick up into me. Then I climaxed. And he did too. I could feel his cum shoot up into me time and time again. It seemed to hit my bottom, and then drip back down. Each time I thought he was finished, he would shoot another spurt. I lay on top of him feeling his cum drip out of me, and could tell we were going to have a hell of a wet spot. We both got up and he got a towel from the guest bath, and I walked across the room with my hand under my cunt holding his cum from dripping on the floor. We both cleaned up, and he put the towel on the wet spot. The we talked a while. He told me that he always fucked Jane with him on top, and she could never climax. He could only eat her to climax. I told him that when I was on top, I had more muscle control of my cunt, and I could keep pressure on my clit to make sure I came. I asked him if they ever tried it from the rear, and he said no, only with him on top. This was going to be fun, I will get a chance to teach him how to pleasure Jane. We talked about other ways to fuck, and after a while I could feel that he was getting hard again. OK! I said. You may eat me but not to climax. He started eating me, and again I could tell he knew how to eat cunt. After a few minutes, I was ready to fuck, so I rolled over and stuck my ass in the air. I told him to stick it in my cunt, and showed him how to rub my clit while fucking my cunt. Again he was oozing pre-cum like you wouldn't believe. I came once and thought about something else I could teach him. His pre-cum ought to slick it up nicely, and he wasn't too big to hurt. I asked him if he had ever fucked an ass. He said no, but it looked inviting. I told him to stick a finger in my cunt to get some juice, and then put it in my ass and move it in and out in rhythm with his cock. Oh! That was sublime. I then told him to take his dick out of my cunt, lowered my ass, and told him to stick it in gently. And to make sure he got lots of pre-cum on it. As he pushed in, I could feel his pre-cum lubricating the way. Sometimes Mike hurts, but Fred was just the right size for ass fucking. I could feel that Fred was really getting excited, so I told him to rub my clit and stick two fingers in my cunt. That got me off, and I clamped down on his dick in my asshole and felt Fred start shooting up my bowels. We cleaned up again, and relaxed on the bed. I told Fred that women will try almost anything once, and if they like it, they will continue to do it. I told Fred to get Jane off her back and on her hands and knees and see what happens. Besides, I said, Mike is probably showing her a few new thing also. We then covered up and went to sleep, with him on the towel in case it leaked through! I woke up with Fred's finger in my cunt and me wet as hell. He was hard and oozing pre-cum, so we had a quickie with me on top again. Fred was getting good at this. We took a shower, dressed, and went to see if Mike and Jane were up yet. *********************************************************************** Back to Mike. I awoke to an empty space in the bed, but heard the shower running. I ran out to the hall where we had left our overnight bags, grabbed my toothbrush, and ran into the master bathroom. I could see Jane through the opaque glass on the shower. I squeezed some toothpaste on my brush, and stepped in. It's a lot of fun brushing your teeth while getting your cock sucked. I didn't cum, but did get really clean from Jane's washing. We did a quick dry off, and jumped into the bed. I told Jane I wanted to eat her, but she said no because that's all Fred does. She wanted to fuck again, and started sucking my cock. When she got it good and wet, I told her to get on her hands and knees and I would fuck her from the back. She stuck her ass into the air and I fingered her cunt to make sure it was wet and juicy. Then I plugged in. I reached around and played with her tits with one hand and ribbed her clit with the other. Then I released her cunt and tits, put a finger into her cunt to get it wet, and then stuck it up her asshole. I could hear her grunting into the pillow, and felt her cunt muscles tighten on my cock as she came. I wasn't ready to cum yet, so I pulled out of her cunt and placed the head of my prick at her ass hole. I was well lubed from her cunt, and pushed past her ass ring. She groaned into the pillow, so I held up. After a few seconds she wiggled her ass, so I shoved in another inch or so. All this time I'm rubbing her clit keeping her hot. Another wiggle, another inch. Soon I was in all the way and let her get used to the penetration. Then I started moving in and out very slowly. I continued rubbing her clit and she continued moaning into the pillow. I then stuck a couple of fingers in her cunt and started really going at it. She kept moaning and moaning. I thought I heard a muffled scream, and her cunt clamped down on my fingers while her ass clamped on my cock. I couldn't take any more, so I shot off into her ass. We lay there for a while getting our breath back, and decided we needed another shower. A quick one because I couldn't get it up again. We got dressed and went into the kitchen. Jo had the coffee made and was starting breakfast. {She has this thing about breakfast after a night of fucking others.} I got a cup and joined Fred at the table while Jane helped Jo with breakfast. I asked Fred if last night was as good as he thought it would be, and he smiled and said it was great. He asked me the same question, and I replied the same way. We all ate with little talk, and Fred and I took our coffee into the living room while the sisters cleaned up. Fred said he had learned a couple of thing from Jo and wanted to try them on Jane. I told him she would be receptive to any suggestion he wanted to make. We both grinned and toasted each other with our cups. Then the kids started arriving back home, so we never got a chance to talk further. But we did get together a couple more times before I was moved to another base. We never got it on in the same room because they were not willing, but the good thing was that the arguing slowed almost to a stop. And both of them seemed to be a lot happier.

If you’ve read some of my other stories, you must know by now that I’m a real cunt hound. The following is a tale about Joan, a 40 something cocktail waitress that I’ve been banging on the side and her beautiful teenage daughter Julie. One night, thinking that Julie was out, we began to make out in the living room. It wasn’t long before Joan had my cock out and slid her mouth over it. Enjoying Joan’s expert blow job, I was startled as I saw Julie, watching us from the doorway to her bedroom. She had one hand inside her panties, obviously rubbing her young pussy while the other was under her top, busily massaging her nipples. Realizing that I had seen her, she tried to hide unsuccessfully. “Come and sit next to me Julie, you’ll get a better look” I suggested. Cautiously, the hot brunette walked over and sat on the couch, intently watching her mother take my 9 inch rod deep in her throat. “Don’t stop what you were doing; I want to see you rub your pussy baby” I encouraged. Moving the crotch of her sheer panties aside, Julie began to stroke her surprisingly large clit. “Mmmmm…..” she moaned as my finger slipped past her wet cunt lips. “Oh baby, your pussy is so wet!” I exclaimed while stroking my finger in and out of the young cunt. “I’ve got to taste your pussy baby” I commented leaning toward her parted legs. “Oooohhhh….Yeeeesss…..Lick my pussy!” the pretty young thing cried when my tongue found her swollen button. “Oh baby! Your cunt tastes so good!” I told her admiringly. Meanwhile, Joan increased the intensity of her oral efforts on my cock, trying to take me over the edge. “No, no, baby! Not yet!” I informed the horny blonde, pulling my weapon out of her mouth. “It’s your turn honey” I said to Julie, standing up and slipping my throbbing man meat past her slightly parted lips. Julie gagged initially when I first sunk the whole length down her throat, but soon she became accustomed to my intruder and avidly began to move her head up and down. Turning my attention to Joan, who now was furiously finger fucking her blond hair lined pussy, watching her daughter suck my cock. “Yes honey! Suck his cock baby! Take it all the way down your throat, do it just like mommy taught you” she encouraged. “Listen baby, why don’t you lick your daughter’s pussy while I fuck her mouth?” I suggested. “Would you like that Julie? Would you like mommy to eat your pussy?” Joan asked teasingly. “Fuck yes mom! Lick my cunt!” the teenager replied lustily. Spittle ran down my stiff shaft as Julie’s lips moved up and down it. Sensing the approach of my release, I increased the tempo of my strokes in her mouth. Apparently, Julie also realized it as she wrapped her hand around my hardness and furiously pumped it. “Oh baby, get ready! I’m going to fill your mouth with hot juice!” I cautioned her. “Cum in my mouth! I want to taste it!” she hungrily replied. Abandoning her pussy munching, Joan joined her daughter, her mouth capturing the cum filled balls, anxiously waiting the hot sperm. “Here it comes!” I announced, feeling the jism racing through my cock. “Ohhhh….Yeeeesss…..I’m cummming!” I cried sending jets of love juice crushing against mother and daughter’s faces. It almost seemed that I wouldn’t stop cuming as stream after stream sailed into their open mouths. Finally as the eruption subsided, Joan wrapped her lips around the cock head trying to coach a few more drips. Spent, I sat on the couch as mother and daughter got into a 69 on the floor, moaning as they lapped up each others love nectar. Joan was apparently the more skilled as soon she brought her daughter to climax. “Ooooohhhh mommy! I’m cuming” she cried, her body shaking from the intensity of the orgasm. “Yeah baby, your juice tastes so good!” Joan praised, devouring her daughter’s cum. Rejuvenated, I moved behind Julie’s perfectly rounded buttocks, aiming my knob at her tight pussy. “Mmmmm…..that feels so good….” She sighed when my lance easily slid all the way in the well lubricated cunt lips. “Yes Joan, lick my balls while I fuck your daughter’s tight pussy” I said as I felt the older woman’s tongue lapping at my sack. While pumping my cock in the young girl’s love gash, I gently inserted a finger in her bum hole. When she became accustomed to the intrusion, I slid another in. Slowly, getting it ready for my cock. “I’m going to fuck you in the ass honey” I told her “Have you ever been fucked in the ass?” I asked further. “No…..no, I haven’t” she admitted fearfully. Joan then got up and returned with a bottle of KY jelly which she begun to work in her daughter’s tiny anal opening. Slowly I pushed my swollen cock head past the tight sphincter; gradually forcing the hard meat in her shitter until finally the whole 9 inches of hard cock was buried in the young girl’s rectum. Joan positioned herself in front of Julie; her legs spread wide open, giving easy access for Julie to eat her pussy as I drilled her daughter’s asshole. “Aaaahhhh, Oh yes baby, you know how to do it” Joan praised, fully enjoying her daughter’s pussy licking. Julie’s tight asshole felt so good squeezing my rod that I knew I wouldn’t last too long. Changing positions, I sat on the couch while Joan straddling my lap aimed my stiff member at her own anus, gently impaling herself on it. Kneeling down in front of us, Julie alternated from licking my gash to her mother’s soaked cunt. Aided by my stroking cock in her ass and her daughter’s oral manipulations, it wasn’t long before the busty blond reached her own gratifying destination. “Oh my God, I’m going to cum” she advised us. “Yeah mom, cum….cum in my mouth” Her daughter pleaded, obviously aware of Joan’s squirting abilities. Increasing the speed of my thrusts, I tried to aid her Joan in her quest for sexual release. “Ooohhhhh FUCK! I’m CUMMMMING!” she shouted as her pussy erupted, spraying hot cunt juice all over her daughter’s face, coating her with it. Not letting up, I continued to pump my cock in her asshole drawing another wave of gooey liquid from her. I then had them change positions once again sinking my throbbing hardness fully in the teenager’s asshole while her mother feverishly ate her cunt. “I’m going to fill your ass with cum honey” I told her, feeling the pressure building in my testicles, demanding relief. “Oh fuck yeah, cum baby, I’m going to cum too” she replied. “Ooooohhhh…..Fuck……YEEEESSSS!” we both cried reaching simultaneous orgasms. Joan hungrily licked the excess jism escaping her daughter’s cock filled, tiny anal opening. This went on for the rest of the night. I’ll have to tell you more some other time.

Linda and I were sitting around the kitchen table having our morning coffee a couple days after we had enjoyed our first four-some with Bruce and Karen when the phone rang. It was Karen, after some small talk she asked me if we had time to talk this morning. Sure, I replied, we’re just sitting around having our coffee why don’t you come over and join us. During the evening that we had our four-some Karen had told me that she had suspicions that her parents had been engaging in wife swapping since she was in high school. She had been frustrated for years, because it was a subject that she had nobody that she could talk to about. That night I had told her that we would be glad to talk to her about anything she desired, I told her I didn’t know how much help we would be, but we would be glad to give her our thoughts on the subject. After I hung-up the phone Linda looked at me over her coffee cup with more than a little skepticism on her face. So let me get this straight, being you’re a pilot, a bull rider, and race motorcycles, you now feel you are qualified to be a psychiatrist. Before I could answer her, there was a knock at the front door. Excuse me hon, I can’t talk right now I think my patient is here. Linda chuckled and shook her head as I got up and went to answer the door. As Karen sat down at the kitchen table, I poured her a cup of coffee. She thanked us for letting her come over to talk. She also told us that since they were here the other night, that’s all that she and Bruce have been talking about. After several minutes of small talk, I looked toward Karen and asked what it was that she wanted to talk about with us. I know you told me the other night you thought your parents were into wife swapping since you were in high school. Yet you haven’t seen them engaged in any sexual activity with another couple. What was it that caused you to think they were into wife swapping? It wasn’t just one thing Karen said, it was a number of things that took place over a number of years. For as long as I can remember, they have been friends with a number of couples that they have never introduced to us. In fact, the only friends that we ever knew were Frank and Zelda from LA. We grew up thinking of them as our aunt and uncle. They were the only friends of my parents that ever came to our house. Growing up quite frequently we would stay home with a sitter while they spent the weekend with a couple they were friends with. There were also things I noticed on the weekends when Frank and Zelda were visiting us. More than once, I have walked into a room and caught Frank, standing behind my mother, holding her around the waist as he ground his crotch into her ass. As soon as they would see me, they would move away from each other and act as if nothing happened, but I saw what I saw. On several occasions over the years, I caught my dad kissing Zelda, and on most of the occasions I caught them, his hands were either on her breast or on her ass. There kisses weren’t friendly either, they were sexual. Most of the things I saw I was too young to understand when I saw them, however looking back on it now I understand what was going on, or at least think I understand what was going on. Karen took a sip of coffee while she paused to think for a moment. When she put the cup down, she started to giggle. I was just thinking about my feelings on this when I was in high school, it’s bad enough to think about your parents having sex with each other when you’re a teenager, much less think about them having sex with other people. Other than seeing little things with their friends from LA what led you to think that they were playing with other couples, I asked after a few moments. Karen thought for a moment, well I noticed when they would be going out of town for the weekends at times mother was packing sexy under garments like corsets and things. I have never seen her wearing anything that you could call sexy at home. Then there was what took place the summer after my freshman year in high school. I developed early, in fact by that summer I had almost the same figure that I now have. I was starting to get a lot of attention from the boys and I think my mother must have noticed. The fact that I was a cheerleader and did a lot of bouncing around in that skimpy uniform with that figure didn’t help, Karen added with a chuckle. There was one weekend that Frank and Zelda came down to spend a weekend with us. That Saturday morning I had gotten up late and went down to the kitchen. Dad and Frank had gone to play golf. Mom and my sister had gone shopping, and it was just Zelda and I in the house. After I got my juice I started to go back to my room, Zelda stopped me saying she had something she would like to talk to me about, if I didn’t mind. Well that turned into quite a talk. Zelda gave me an advanced course in sex education, and it wasn’t the vanilla version they teach in school. She told me that I was ultimately in control of my body, and it was up to me as to when I engaged in sex. She explained not only the pleasurable aspects, but also the catastrophic aspects of engaging in sex. During our conversations that day she told me that, my mother’s dream was to see me a virgin on my wedding day. However, after seeing what a sexy young woman I was turning into she would be happy just to see me not being pregnant when I got married. Zelda wasn’t telling me I should engage in sex. She told me that there would come a time over the next few years that I would be motivated to engage in some form of sexual contact, she wanted me to be prepared and intelligent in the choices I make when that time comes. She told me never let somebody pressure me into doing something I didn’t want to do or I wasn’t comfortable with. She told me that sexual impulses were normal and nothing to be ashamed of, my actions on those impulses must however be made with knowledge of the consequences of those actions. She talked to me about all aspects of sex; she answered any question I had. Karen laughed, I thought I knew all about sex before that chat with Zelda, only to find out I knew nothing about it. We talked about intercourse, oral sex, and even masturbation as an alternative to intercourse. She told me that sex was a wonderful and beautiful thing that I should enjoy throughout my life. She also said that there were consequences if I wasn’t careful. She wanted me to know what I was doing and to be able to protect myself. I thought at the time that what she did for me was normal. What I found out in high school was I was the only girl I knew that had anything like that taught to them by their parent’s or with their knowledge. When she was finished, Karen looked from me to Linda. I may be over reacting to this, but have you ever heard of a mother having one of her friends talk to her daughter about sex and what a wonderful and natural thing it is. I shook my head, my parents have never even mentioned sex to me, I said. Me either, Linda added. I wish they would have, but they didn’t. Oh, I’m glad my mother did that for me, it’s just that from what I know, it’s so uncommon, Karen said. After several minutes of all three of us lost in our own thoughts, I asked Karen, “What is it that you really want out of this Karen.” I don’t know, my parents have indirectly taught me that sex is a beautiful part of life. Yet for whatever reason they seem to want to hide the joy they find in this verity of sex from me, they seem to be ashamed of it. I guess what I would really want is to let them know that I’m not ashamed of them for enjoying this type of sex, and that I also enjoy it. Do you think they are still into this, I asked. My thoughts back then in my twenties was that her parents being elderly, probably in their mid to late forty’s, might be too old to still be having sex. Karen thought about that for a moment. You know, I think they are they still take off sometimes on weekends to visit their friends around the state. They are still friends with Frank and Zelda so I think they are still into it. After thinking about it for a few moments Karen said, come to think of it, mom told me last week that Frank and Zelda are coming down later this month and they are going to the Bay Area for the weekend. The way I see it Karen is that you have two choices in how to handle this. You can keep on avoiding the issue with your parents or you can kick down the front door and take it on head-on. Ok, Karen smiled, “how do I kick down the front door.” You can ask them if they are engaging in this activity or you can catch them in the act. Do you think they are going to the Bay Area to visit with friends, I asked. I don’t think so they haven’t talked about anybody from the Bay Area in years, Karen replied, why. Ok you ask what I thought so I’ll tell you what I think about this. This couple from LA and your parents have had a close relationship for a number of years, of one type or another. If we had a long-term relationship like that with another couple and they drove all the way from LA to here to visit us, I think I would like to spend time with them at my home. That’s not to say we wouldn’t go out for a nice dinner, maybe have a few drinks someplace, maybe go dancing, but when that was over I would want to take them back to my house. Your parents and their friends are going to drive all the way to the Bay Area, after their friend drove all the way here from LA, my questions is why. Looks to me like if the purpose of them coming up was in the Bay Area, they would have just flown from LA to San Francisco, and you parents could have met them there. There has to be a reason that motivated them to want to drive from here to there and back before their friends drove back to LA. It wouldn’t be unheard of for them to just feel like going to San Francisco, get a nice room, have a nice dinner, go dancing or even just set on the dock and watch the tide roll in. It also wouldn’t be unheard of to want to add a little spice to a long-term relationship. Do you think they may be going to a party house in the Bay Area, I asked. Being I don’t even know what a party house is, I don’t know, she replied. If it were me and we had friends coming over for the weekend that we planned to party with, one of the few reasons I would go to the Bay Area with them would be to go someplace where we could party. Somewhere where we could find a little sexual excitement, maybe meet some other likeminded people, and have some sexual fun. That’s just what they would find at a party-house. I only know of two party houses in the Bay Area, so if your parents are going to a party house it wouldn’t be too hard to find which one they’re at there. We can go to the Bay Area, find which party house they are at, if they are in fact at a party-house, and go to that party-house. Karen thought about that for a few moments in silence. I only have one question, she finely said. What’s that, I replied. Karen looked at me with a blank expression, “what’s a party-house.” A party house is a place where, likeminded people go to meet other likeminded people and engage in sex. The proprietor charges a fee to get in and provides things like private rooms, orgy rooms, hot tubs, a dance floor, and in general a place to meet people and have sex with them. Karen shook her head and said I must have really been living a sheltered life because I’ve never heard about anything like that before. Do normal people really go to places like that? On any given weekend, I would say somewhere between ten to forty couples a night, maybe more on a busy weekend, I said. Karen looked toward Linda, have you guys been to one of these places? Linda nodded her head, a few times, she replied. Karen looked back toward me and said, I guess we have been the only couple around that hasn’t done any of this stuff. Oh I don’t think so I said, I’m sure there must be at least one maybe even two others that haven’t tried it. Linda threw a napkin at me and told me to behave. Karen good naturedly swatted at me with the back of her hand, yea be nice, I could be traumatized because of this. Karen asked if she could use our phone. Sure, I pointed toward the kitchen phone. Karen called her mother to find out what weekend Frank and Zelda were coming down. When Karen hung up the phone, she looked over at the calendar on the side of the refrigerator. It’s going to be on the weekend of the twenty-second and twenty-third she said. Karen looked toward me and asked what if all this is all in my head and my parents are just going to the Bay Area to have a nice dinner and spend time with their friends, I would feel like a fool for inconveniencing you guys like that? Good point, I said, I guess the best way you could make up for inconveniencing me would be to give me a blowjob. Both girls started looking around the table for something to throw at me. When Karen left our house that day, we agreed to stay in touch and she was going to make sure Bruce was all right with our plan. A few days later, we finalized our plans. Time seemed to fly by as Karen kept changing her mind on how she wanted to handle things if we found her parents in a party house. By the time that weekend rolled around, she had decided to just improvise and let things play out how they played out. We took their car to the Bay Area that night, primarily because they had a new BMW. Linda was setting up front with Bruce while Karen and I sat in the back seat. It became very apparent as soon as we pulled out of their driveway just how nervous Karen was. She chatted and rambled the entire way. At about the halfway point of the trip I looked at her with a smile, patted her thigh, and told her to relax everything is going to be fine. When we got to the Bay Area, we stopped for a light dinner. We decided we would drive by the first place and check the area around it to see if we could see her parent’s car. If we didn’t see their car, we would go by the other place I knew about and do the same thing there. We searched the area in a two-block radius of the first place twice and couldn’t see their car, so we went to the second place. We didn’t see their car at the second place either. Being it was still early we found a place to park where we could see the entrance to the party house to see if we could see them going in. After about half an hour or so there was still no sign of her parents at that place either. It was still early but it was starting to look like this idea might be a bust. We decided to go back and check the first place again. About a block and a half from that party house, we saw her parent’s car parked on one of the side streets. We found a parking place near where her parents had parked and pulled into it. As soon as Bruce turned the car off everybody looked toward Karen. We were there, now it was up to her if this was going to happen or not. Karen opened her door and got out of the car without saying a word, the rest of us followed suit. We stood on the sidewalk beside the car for a moment while we waited for Karen to make the first move, either toward the entrance to the party house or back into the car. Bruce looked toward Karen and asked her how she wanted to proceed. Karen smiled at him, let’s just go to this place to party and if we meet my parents there we meet my parents there, and with that started walking toward the entrance to the party house. We paid our “donations,” at the door and went inside. The proprietor asked us if we had been there before. I told him that we had but our friends haven’t so I would like to show them around if that was all right with him. Sure, that’s fine and if I can help you with anything just let me know. As we walked away from the door I glanced over at Karen, she looked like she was going to a funeral. I looked around and saw that there wasn’t anybody in the sitting area so I led the way to that area. I put my arms around both Karen and Bruce, hey guys we need to talk for a minute. Karen didn’t say anything she just looked up at me. Karen did you have fun the other night with us? She nodded her head. Were you excited about meeting some of our friends that were involved in this? Again, she nodded her head. That’s because this stuff is fun, it’s exhilarating, it’s exciting, and there is nothing wrong with it. When you engage in this, it should be in a fun, party atmosphere. Now when we talked about this you told me that you wanted to convey to your parents that you approved of what they were doing. Again, Karen nodded her head. Well if that’s the case, you need to look like you’re having fun, look like you’re at a party, smile, laugh, and have some fun. If you are going to look like you are doing something wrong, and in the process caught you parents doing something wrong, then this whole thing is going to go south in a hurry. A smile started to spread across Karen’s face. She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a friendly hug, she thanked me when she pulled away, you’re right. OK, now let’s go try to see if we can find your parents. We can tour the place so why don’t we start by looking in some of the area’s where people mingle, if they’re not there we can check out some of the rooms and party area’s and the hot tub area. I gave Karen a playful swat on the ass and said, ok sexy let’s get this party started and if your parents play their cards right we’ll let them join us. We were all laughing together as we walked through the house that acted as a party house. After we had check everywhere except for the hot tub area, without finding her parents, I told Karen that if they are here they are in the hot tub. OK, be playful an act surprised to see them here. You might even think about telling them how cool they are, to be able to have fun just like the young folks, after all from what you told me they probably started this when they were your age. We were lucky that night being that there were so few people there. When we walked into the room where the hot tub was located, the only four people in the room were Karen’s parents with Frank and Zelda. The four of them were in the hot tub. Karen was almost dancing when she entered the room. She was looking around as she did, she made it almost to the hot tub before she acknowledged her parent’s presents. She was bouncing when she proclaimed, “Oh my god, what are you guys doing here.” “I can’t believe this, you guys are so cool.” Bruce, look who’s here, I have the coolest parents in the world. She made her way to the hot tub and gave her shocked mother a loving hug. Her father who was sitting across from her mother, and sitting next to Zelda, was almost florescent he was so red. When he saw his daughter, he jerked his hand away from Zelda’s lap and just stared dumfounded at his daughter. As she was hugging her mother, Karen peered into the water, by the smile on Karen’s face I’m sure she found her mother’s hand was holding Franks cock. She gave her mother one more squeeze before declaring, “I’m so glad you guys still know how to have fun, I’m so proud of you two.” When Karen stood back up again and I could see her mother, she was ashen it looked like all the blood had drained from her face. Oh where are my manors, DB, Linda, this is my mother Vivian and this is my dad John, who just happen to be the coolest parents in the world and next to them are their best friends Frank and Zelda. Her dad made a nod in our direction, her mother however didn’t seem to hear a word Karen said. I followed Karen’s lead and walked up to John and stuck my hand out, nice to meet you John. He shook my hand. I think it was just a reflex on his part. I looked over at her mother and said it’s very nice to meet you Vivian. Linda walked over to John and gave him a hug around the neck and a peck of a kiss on the cheek. It’s very nice to meet you John; he did notice Linda so I knew he was still alive. Linda then went over to Zelda and hugged her neck, telling her that it was nice to meet her and that Karen had spoken very highly of her. Zelda looked back at Linda with a smile and told her that it was nice to meet her also. Linda made her way around to the other side of the tub, and gave Frank a hug and told him it was nice to meet him. Her mother finely found her voice when she asked Karen, honey what are you doing here? We’re just out having fun mom, we went out to dinner and thought we would come by here and check it out, imagine my surprise when I found you guys here. I had no idea that you guys were so cool and still enjoyed having fun like this. Karen then looked over at Linda and asked would you like to start in the hot tub? Sure, that sounds good, that is if your parents and their friends don’t mind us joining them. Unfortunately, for her mother Frank and Zelda gave their blessings before her mother could object. Her mother reached back at Karen coming out of the water as she did. When she was able to reach Karen’s arm she told her, oh honey I don’t think that’s a good idea. Karen didn’t miss a beat when she looked down at her mother, oh my god mom you’ve still got it, your breast are still so firm and shapely. Her mother sank back into the tub with her arm over her breast. Karen looked around the room and saw a bench seat down one wall with clothes folded and on it. She looked over at me, I guess we can just put our clothes over hear. I nodded at her, yea that should be all right. The four of us went over to the benches and started removing our clothes. As we did Linda whispered to Karen, I’m proud of you girl, you lead the way and we will follow your lead. Naked, we all walked to the hot tub as a group. Karen and Bruce sat down together with Karen sitting next to Frank and Bruce sitting next to Zelda. When we got in the tub Linda was sitting beside Karen’s dad and I was sitting beside her mother. As soon as Linda sat down, she started a conversation with John. Her dad was probably in his late forty’s and as awkward as the situation was he immediately took notice of the beautiful and naked twenty something lady sitting next to him. Her mother on the other hand still looked like she was in shock and just stared at Karen with a blank expression on her face. Even in that condition it was obvious where Karen got her good looks. After sitting in the tub for a few minutes, I addressed Vivian. Vivian you have such a wonderful daughter I bet you are so proud of her and the way she turned out, she’s such a great person. I would like to commend you and your husband on the way you raised her, I only hope I can raise my daughter to be the same well rounded person you daughter is. She looked toward me and seemed to notice me for the first time. Well thank you, we are very proud of her. As you should be, she is one of the most well rounded, down to earth people I know. Vivian smiled for the first time, did you say you had a daughter, she asked. We have a daughter and a son, I replied. We have two girls, which you probably already knew. Yes, Karen talks about her family all the time, she is so proud of all of you. John always wanted a son, but to be honest I think he’s happier with girls. We chatted about family and kids for the next few minutes. Vivian looked at me for a few moments without saying anything. When she did speak she asked me, “and just what is your relationship with my daughter.” She and Bruce are our neighbors, they live behind us, I said. That’s not exactly what I meant, she replied. I looked at her for a moment before I said if you’re talking about us being here with them tonight, that’s something that you need to talk to her about. Vivian said, so you’re not going to tell me what’s going on here tonight. Oh, you didn’t ask that, we are here to have fun, just as you guys are. She was silent while she considered what I told her. Vivian as you know there is nothing wrong with what goes on here, it’s just adults having fun. I know you are a good person you couldn’t be other and raise a daughter like Karen. You are a sexual being who enjoys what this environment offers. Karen is an adult, if she also enjoys the same kind of environment who’s to say that’s wrong. Vivian looked at me and smiled, you’re right of course, but I will tell you something that you will find out a few years from now, your daughter will always be five years old in your mind. I laughed, I know you’re right and I hope if this ever happens to me I can handle it as well are you are. I also think that this is what you make of it. You can embrace it and use it to bond even closer with you daughter or you can turn it into a wedge between you two. Vivian smiled as she looked at me and said, “How did you get so smart, being so young.” I returned her smile, “I know isn’t that strange, and I wish more sexy women like yourself would respect me more for my mind and instead of just my sexy body.” Vivian burst out laughing. Karen looked over at us, what’s so funny she asked. Oh, your mother said she was going to spank you when she got you home, and I told her I wanted to watch. Vivian started laughing even harder, and Karen exclaimed, Mom! Vivian couldn’t talk she was laughing so hard that she just held her hand up at her daughter and shook her head. I knew her reaction was more to due to stress release than my humor. It just seemed like the natural thing to do when I reached out and squeezed Vivian’s thigh. She didn’t seem to notice for a few minutes but as she regained her composer and her laughter subsided, I felt her hand touch mine and she looked at me with questioning eyes. She didn’t push my hand away she just rested her hand on top of mine. As I looked into her eyes, I started stroking her thigh, moving closer to her pussy with each stroke. Db, I’m old enough to be your mother, Vivian said. While that may be true, I replied, you’re also sexy enough to turn me on. Besides what’s age have to do with anything, we are both adults. While she was thinking about that, my fingers found her pussy. She closed her eyes and spread her legs to give me better access as I rubbed my finger over her clit. In a matter of moments, I could feel the slickness of her juices flowing from her. After a few moments later as she was leaning back with her eyes still closed, I took her hand and placed it on my hard cock. As her fingers touched my cock her eyes popped open like they were spring loaded and she looked at me. She made a quick glance around the tub at the other occupants. I’m sure she was looking to see if anybody was watching what was going on between us. She needn’t have worried about that because they were all preoccupied at that moment. Karen was obviously stroking Franks cock while his hands were on her breasts. Bruce was exploring Zelda’s body, and Linda was stroking John’s cock as he obviously had his fingers in her pussy. Vivian looked back at me with that “what the hell is going on here,” look on her face. I leaned close to her, took her left breast in my hand, and gave it a gentle squeeze before rolling her nipple between my forefinger and thumb. I put my mouth at her ear and whispered to her, “I want you, would you like to find somewhere more comfortable, or would you like me to fuck you in here.” She just looked at me for a moment before she started to stand. As I started to leave the tub, I reached over, and stroked Linda’s shoulder, I am going in the other room are you all right, I asked. She just smiled and nodded her head. As Vivian wadded past Karen, Karen looked up at her and smiled as she stroked her mother’s thigh, you’re going to enjoy him, he’s big and knows how to use it. Vivian shook her head and smiled at her daughter as she led me out of the tub by the cock. When we found an open area, Vivian knelt down on one of the mattresses on the floor. Without saying a word, she reached out took my cock and slid her mouth over it. Over the next several minutes I determined the call between who gave to best head, Vivian or Karen, a race too close to call. As I eased my cock out of her mouth and knelt down in front of her, I took her in my arms and gave her a deep kiss. I see where Karen gets her beauty from I said when our lips parted. Well thank you, she replied. Now get that beautiful cock of yours inside me before the others show up and I lose my nerve. I smiled at her and asked what her favorite position was. She rolled over on her hands and knees in front of me. As I moved behind her, I commented on what a beautiful ass she had. She looked back at me with the same mischievous smile I’d seen on Karen and told me that someday she might give me a chance at that ass but tonight wasn’t going to be the night. About fifteen minutes later, I was holding firmly onto Vivian’s hips, slamming my cock into her very wet pussy when the rest of the group showed up. Karen made a point of leading Frank onto the mattress beside me and her mother. She got on her hands and knees beside us. She was looking at us when Frank moved behind her and slid his cock into her. Vivian had her head down and her eyes closed when Karen knelt beside us. I’m not sure she was aware that her daughter was next to her. It was only moments later that Vivian started moaning loudly before screaming out her orgasm. I experienced my own orgasm moments later. When Vivian finely opened her eyes, I still had my cock inside her and she was looking into the eyes of her daughter. Frank was holding Karen by the hips and slamming his cock into in rapid-fire thrusts. Moments later Frank thrust his cock into her and held it firmly inside her as he gasp out the fact he was cumming. When Karen felt Frank cumming inside her, she experienced her own orgasm. A Few minutes later when Karen’s breathing again approached normal, Frank pulled his cock out of her and sat down behind her. Karen and her mother were again staring into each other’s eyes as they lay beside each other when Vivian said, you were right. About what Karen inquired, when you told me he was big and knew how to use that big cock. Karen reached out and stroked her mother’s arm, I love you mom. I love you too Vivian replied. In a matter of a very few minutes the other two couple finished. I slowly pulled my cock out of Vivian and sat down beside her. I started slowly and lightly stroking her back. Vivian moaned softly at my touch, and then with a smile she asked if I made house calls. Karen swatted at her mother good-naturedly and told her to behave herself. As the three of us were chatting, Bruce sat down beside Karen. A short time later Linda and John walked up to where we were with his arm around her. As everybody started getting up and moving around, Vivian looked over at Karen and asked, would you kids like to spend the night with us instead of driving all the way back tonight. Karen thought about the offer for a moment and then declined the offer, telling her mother that we had better head back tonight. Well, why don’t the four of you come over to the house tomorrow and join us for dinner. Before she could answer, Linda told Vivian we would love to. With a laugh Karen said, yea I guess we will all be over for dinner tomorrow. I was laughing at the conversation between the three of them when I felt an arm wrap around my waist. I looked over to see Zelda standing beside me, we haven’t had a chance to properly meet yet, she said with a smile. I gave her a hug and enjoyed the feel of her naked body against mine. As we parted, she smiled and told me that she looked forward to being formally acquainted with me tomorrow. As I with you, I replied. We all made our way back out to the area were we took our clothes off and as we got dressed Karen’s parents and their two friends stayed with us as we all continued to chat. As Karen was about to put her panties on she looked over at me with that sly smile of hers, it’s a long drive home am I going to need to put these on, I smiled and shook my head. She smiled and slid her dress on over her naked body. After another round of hugs, we told Karen’s parents that we would see them all tomorrow and left. By the time that we got to the Bay Bridge, I was playing with Karen’s pussy. Going over the hill, she had my cock in her mouth. Going down the other side she was riding my cock. When we got to the rest area on I-5 Bruce pulled into it as he asked me if I would like to drive his new car so he and Linda could spend the rest of the way home in the back seat. I would love to tell you about the dinner the next day at Karen’s parents, but alas that is a story for another day and another time. Story continued at A Family Affair +1

I have posted two stories (Never Judge a book by Its Cover and A Family Affair) featuring Karen and her husband Bruce. This story is a continuation of the events caricaturized in those two stories. Linda and I had accompanied Bruce and Karen to a party house the night before, and while there had engaged, as a group, in sex with her parents and their friends. The encounter ended being an enjoyable event that had culminated with a dinner invitation for the four of us to join the four of them, at her parent’s home for dinner the next evening, with strong indications that after dinner we would continuing what was started at the party house. Linda and I didn’t get home until sometime after three AM that night. At about ten AM that morning we were awaken by Karen, calling to say something about possibly having a problem with our plans for dinner that evening. She informed us that her sister had unexpectedly come home from college this weekend, surprising her parents when they returned home this morning, and she might not be returning to school until tomorrow. Karen wasn’t prepared to tell her sister about what had transpired with her parents the previous evening. Because of that, she felt that if her sister didn’t return back to school that afternoon, any after dinner activities weren’t going to take place. I told her that we understood, things happen, plans change, and not to worry about anything. If things didn’t work out tonight with her parents, the four of us could always come back to our place for a little fun. After talking to Karen, Linda and I were enjoying one of those, all too rare, lazy days just kicking back and watching TV. At about twelve o’clock that afternoon Karen called again, she sounded upset when she asked us if we minded if she came over for a few minutes. About ten minutes after I hung-up the phone with her there was a knock at the front door. When I opened the door, I found not only Karen but also another young woman with her. As I opened the door, Karen stormed into the house, without slowing, or looking back, she pointed her thumb over her shoulder at the woman standing in the doorway and announced, "DB, that is my sister Trish." I smiled and shook my head at Karen’s introduction of her sister. Before I could greet Trish, she looked at me nodding her head knowingly, “yeah, tell me about it," she said. "Now you have an idea how it is having miss manners as a sister.” I shook Trish’s hand and invited her inside. You could definitely see the family resemblance between the two sisters. You could also tell that each wanted their own independent identity. Karen wore her blond hair long and in a ponytail. Trish however wore her lite brown hair short in a pixy style. Both were very pretty, however in different ways. Karen looked and dressed more like a country girl, while her sister looked and dressed more like a sophisticated young business executive. As the girls settled in, I diverted into the kitchen to make a fresh pot of coffee. When I returned to the den, I found Karen on the couch with Linda, and Trish was sitting in my chair. Linda could barely suppress her laughter as she smiled at me as I sat on the couch. I didn’t have a lot of things I considered as mine, my chair however was the one thing that was mine and nobody ever sat in “my” chair. When everybody had settled in, we engaged in a little chitchat, during which it seemed to me that Karen was a little irritated with Trish, and Trish seemed to not be concerned with how her sister felt. "Where are you going to school?" I asked Trish. "I’m in post-graduate school at UCLA working on my MBA in Business" she explained. "Really," I replied, "very impressive." During the few minutes we chatted it didn’t take long to figure out what an impressive young woman she was. Out of the blue Karen entered the conversation, “Trish you didn’t bring your friend down with you this time, are you two still a couple?” When Trish looked at her sister her eyes narrowed and her face hardened as she replied, "she isn’t 'my friend', she is a friend of mine, being we have never been in that kind of relationship, so no, we didn’t breakup. " I wasn’t sure what was going on other than for the fact that Karen had just hit one of her sister’s hot buttons. Karen touched my shoulder as she told me, “DB, my sister is a lesbian, and the last time she came home, she had introduced her 'friend' to the family.” When Trish addressed her sister again, a blind man could see just how pissed off she was. "If we must have this conversation in front of people I don’t know, let me set the record straight for you Sis, I’m not a lesbian, I’m bi-sexual. I’m sexually attracted to both men and woman, and even though it’s none of your business, I’m not in a relationship with either at the moment. " I felt a need to defuse the situation before it went too far. "Trish, I don’t have any idea what’s going on here" I said. "I do know that whatever your sexual preferences are they don’t concern either Linda or I, nor bother us in any way. Your happiness should be the only thing that concerns you." I felt Karen’s hand on my shoulder again. "I’m sorry if I upset you Sis, I thought you were comfortable with your sexuality" Karen said with a snicker of a smile. Linda put her hand on Karen’s shoulder and told her she thought she should change the subject. I was about to confirm what I had long suspected, women have the ability to communicate with each other at a subconscious, nonverbal level. As Trish stared at Karen, her eyes narrowed and her face reddened. "Sis, you have a lot of audacity talking about my sexuality while you are doing what you’re doing. How could you do that to Linda, I thought she was your friend!" "What, may I ask, are you rambling about now?" Karen replied. With a snarl Trish said, "I’m talking about my slut of a sister fucking DB. You are a real bitch for doing that to Linda." Then Trish turned her attention toward me, "And you, how could you do that to your wife? I can’t stand cheating, there is no good explanation for hurting the woman you love by doing that behind her back!" I was at a loss of words, I knew what I wanted to say, but didn’t want to make Karen’s situation worse than it already was. Linda looked at Trish and said, "I know Trish." As Trish’s glare went from one of us to the other, she let Linda’s statement sink in. Trish glared at her sister, "Well what’s Bruce going to say when he finds out, and you know he’s going to find out Sis because I’m going to tell him." There was now no sign of a smile when Karen told her sister, "He already knows." I had no idea how the conversation had reached the venomous state it was in. I had no idea what to do defuse the situation before it blew up completely. Trish’s stare past from one of us to the other. It was as if her analytic mind was processing the information she had just acquired, and she was waiting for it to provide her with an evaluation of that information. Then it hit her as to what was going on. "Oh my god, oh my god, I can’t believe this," she looked from me to Linda, "you guys talked my straight-laced, tight-assed sister into a foursome didn’t you?. My 'I’m such a good girl' sister found a little inner slut in herself!" Linda looked at Trish, "I’m sorry if this shocks you". Trish shook her head, "you don’t understand Linda, I’m not upset, this is the best day of my life. I’ve been the wild sister my whole life, it’s been Karen that’s the good sister. She always does everything the right way, she’s never been in trouble in her life. I’ve always been the sister that if it felt good I was all for it. To find out that my sister is into something on the wild side is the answer to all my prayers. As long as everybody is a knowing and willing participant I’m all for it." Trish giggled and gave me a little wink; she looked at her sister and asked, “Sis, are you going to invite me to join you and your friends in your new pastime?” Karen found her voice again and told Trish that her joining us wasn’t an option being she was a lesbian, and neither she nor Linda was into women. Trish broke up laughing, "First off big sister, I’ve already told you I’m not a lesbian, I’m bi-sexual, and I like both boys and girls. If you’re taking notes Sis, I’m every man’s dream girl in bed." "Every man’s dream girl, my ass. Men aren’t into girls who like girls," Karen snapped. Trish burst out laughing again, "Tell you what Sis, why don’t you call Bruce and ask him if it would turn him on to fuck you while you’re performing oral sex on another woman?" Trish suppressed her laughter enough to tell her sister, “Oh come on Sis this is going to be fun, you’ll see." Trish’s mood had definitely changed for the better. I have no idea how Trish figured out Karen and I had sex, she seemed to be able to read Karen like a book. As Trish’s mood was getting better, Karen’s mood was getting gloomier by the minute. The conversation seemed to wane for several minutes and everybody seemed lost in his or her own thoughts. Trish was the first one to speak again, "Karen why are you so opposed to me joining all of you tonight for dinner?" Karen seemed at a loss as to what to tell her sister. She looked at me with pleading eyes. When I didn’t have an answer for her she turned to Linda. Trish looked at Karen and started to laugh again, "You found out about Mom and Dad’s little secret life didn’t you? You were afraid that if I was with you tonight I would be able to figure out what you were trying to keep secret." Karen put her head in her hands so she wouldn’t have to look at her sister. " You know about that?" Karen asked her sister, without looking at her. With a laugh, Trish told her that she has known about her parent’s pastime for years. "One weekend when I was in high school, while Frank and Zelda were visiting, I caught the four of them in bed together," Trish told her sister. Trish looked closely at her sister. "Wait a minute, there’s something else going on here, isn’t there? Just knowing about Mom and Dad wouldn’t have caused this reaction from you. What’s the real reason Karen?" Karen’s head went back in her hands again. "Oh my god, you didn’t just find out what they were doing, you guys joined them didn’t you? The four of you are planning to party with the four of them again tonight aren’t you?" Trish started laughing again. "Well Sis, you need to find a way to tell Mom that I’m going to be joining this little dinner party as well as the after dinner festivities tonight, and that’s not open for debate." Sibling rivalry wasn’t just alive and well between these two sisters, it was flourishing, and it seemed as though Trish was holding all the cards. Karen was ashen as she sat looking dejected. I glanced at Trish when she nodded her head, when she had my attention she gave me a wink. In a sweet, loving voice she addressed her sister, "Karen, I’m your sister and you know I love you, don’t you?" Karen just nodded her head without replying, or looking at her sister. “I was hoping we could put this sibling rivalry and bickering behind us, and try to act like loving sisters tonight at dinner. Karen do you think we can get along tonight?” Trish asked. Again, Karen just nodded her head. I could see Trish was fighting not to laugh. "Karen, I need to know something before we go over to Mom and Dad’s tonight," Trish asked in a concerned tone. "What?" Karen replied, in an irritated voice. "Would it be alright with you if I fucked Bruce tonight at the party?" Trish replied. Karen was coming off the couch with fire in her eyes. Trish was laughing so hard she couldn’t get out of my chair. I figured it was time for me to put a stop to this before it got physical between these two sisters. "OK, both of you sit down and shut up, enough is enough" I said. "Trish, you’ve had your fun. Karen, she was just pulling your chain. You two really need to talk, and by talking, I don’t mean arguing. Karen you don’t have to embrace your sister’s lifestyle, and in the same note, you don’t need to condemn it either. What you both need to do is to stop acting like twelve-year-olds fighting over who mom loves best and start acting like adults." Linda and I were looking forward to an entertaining evening this evening with you Karen," I continued, "and personally, I would welcome Trish joining us. However, what I’m not interested in, is more of the drama that I’ve witnessed this afternoon. What I would suggest to you two is to find a room where both of you can talk without being disturbed, and then lock yourselves in that room until you two have talked through whatever it is that’s keeping you two from having the relationship that you two should be having. Give us a call later this afternoon and let us know how everything is going with you two and if you two still plan on going to your parents tonight. If you two are in harmony with each other we would love to join you, for a drama-free evening; if not I think we will just stay home tonight." Both sisters silently started to stand. Karen looked dejected as she apologized for bothering us. I gave her a loving hug and said, "Karen you’re not a bother to us, you’re a friend who had a problem. You asked for our help with that problem and I tried my best to tell you what I thought would alleviate that problem. I hope you didn’t think anything I said in any way indicated we didn’t want to continue our friendship. You just need to know that we will be open and honest with you, so don’t ask what we think about something unless you really want to know what we think." When I turned back to Trish, she held out her hand, telling me it was nice to meet us both. I gave her a wink, took her in my arms, and gave her a friendly hug. "It was very nice to meet you Trish and we look forward to getting to know you better" I said. A little after three that afternoon there was a knock at the door. When I opened the door I found Trish, "I come in peace and drama free" she said with a broad smile. Trish told us that she had just stopped by to apologize for all the drama this morning. She went on to explain that Karen and her had that long talk that I had recommended. Trish told us, “I won’t bore you with all the details but I will tell you I think we’re closer now than we have ever been.” She laughed and said "it’s just that we’ve been trying to out-do one another all our lives. I guess now that we are both adults it’s time to put all that behind us and embrace what we have in common." Trish got up saying that she had just stopped by to thank us both. Linda gave her a hug and told her that she was looking forward to seeing her at dinner tonight. "Me too" Trish said with a giggle. With a sly little smile, she added, “From what I pried out of Karen this afternoon I’m really looking forward to an entertaining evening.” Then with a wave, she told us she would see us both tonight, and left. We had agreed the night before that we would ride to the dinner together with Karen and Bruce. At five-thirty Karen called to say they were ready to go if we were. About five minutes later, as we were walking out the front door they pulled up in front of our house. Her parent's lived in a large country home, a four-thousand square foot house on twenty acres. The driveway was about half a mile long, running between two meadows. The way the house was laid out the family always entered through the rear of the house. Linda and I followed Karen and Bruce through the back door of her parent's home and into the kitchen where we found her mother, Zelda, and Trish preparing dinner together. After they greeted us, Linda and Karen pitched in to help with dinner. Vivian, Karen’s mother, told Bruce that the guys were in the den and we should join them in there while they put the finishing touches on dinner. John, Karen’s father, and Frank were sitting at a large round coffee table surrounded by six large padded leather chairs. They both welcomed us as we joined them. We engaged in small talk for the next half hour or so until Linda entered the room, sipping wine. She walked up to John and gave him a friendly hug. Linda gave John a smile and told him, “Nice to see you again John, thanks for inviting us to dinner tonight.” “Young lady you get better looking every time I see you,” Frank declared good-naturedly. “Oh, thank you Frank,” Linda smiled as she went over to Frank and gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Oh, you guys made me forget why I came in here,” Linda declared. "Vivian wanted me to tell you dinner is ready and she wants you guys to come to the table." Vivian met us when we came into the dining room and assigned seating for all of us. I was seated between Trish and Zelda. Linda was on the other side of Trish next to Frank. As dinner progressed, we were all enjoying a beautiful prime rib dinner. At one point, I felt Trish’s leg brush against mine. I looked over at her and found her smiling back at me. I next felt her hand on my thigh, I glanced at her again, and she asked me how my dinner was. "It’s great" I replied. She then very clandestinely ran her hand over my cock under the table. As she did she asked, "how’s your meat?" I replied "It’s perfect". Over the next few minutes, she had my cock responding to her touch. "It’s such a big piece," Trish licked her lips, "I bet it tastes good" she said with a broad smile. Vivian was sitting across from us, and asked, “What’s the matter Trish?” Trish replied with a smile, "Just talking to DB about his meat Mom". "Is something wrong with his meat hon?" Vivian asked. "No Mom, it’s perfect, I was just telling him it looked like a perfect piece of meat" Trish replied. Vivian smiled and turned her attention back to her dinner. Trish had my full attention, right up to the point I felt a hand on my other thigh. Zelda’s hand roamed over my thigh and snaked under Trish’s hand to encircle my cock. With her fingers around my cock she lend forward and told Trish, "Now that you mentioned it, he does seem to have a perfect piece of meat." With both Trish and Zelda clandestinely playing with my cock under the table I was unable to think of anything other than what they were doing. Vivian asked, "DB,you’re not eating, is something wrong with your meat?" I replied, "No, it’s perfect. I’m just taking my time so I can enjoy all of it." Trish had been fighting back her laughter. She lost that battle and broke up in uncontrollable laughter. John looked over at Trish, "What’s so funny Trish?" She said, "Nothing Daddy, we’re just talking to DB about his meat" and started laughing even harder. I have no idea if anybody other than the three of us knew what was going on but the laughter seemed to be contagious, it seemed to migrate around the table. From that point on, dinner was far more entertaining, there were more interactions, more laughter, and far more touching. If anything sexual was going on it was very clandestine. However there was a notable sexual atmosphere around the table. When the dinner was over John and Frank decided to go out on the patio to enjoy a cigar and a brandy. The rest of us pitched in to clear off the table. After we had the dining room table cleared Vivian said, "We have the rest of this. Why don’t you kids get a brandy, Zelda and I will join you shortly." When we were out of earshot of the kitchen, Trish gave me a little hug and said, "DB why don’t you and Bruce join Dad and Frank out on the patio while the three of us have a little chat with Mom and Zelda. I think we need to have a little girl talk about the rest of tonight’s festivities." About half an hour later, the women, as a group, were giggling together as they joined us on the patio. Linda smiled at me and gave me a wink as they joined us. Trish and Linda walked up to her father; each of them in turn gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Love you Daddy, Trish said with a broad smile, as Linda wrapped an arm around his. As Trish stepped away from her father, she hooked her arm in one of Zelda’s and they walked toward me. When Trish and Zelda reached me, they both took an arm as they stood on either side of me. Trish, while looking at her father, addressed the group. "The three of us are going upstairs to have some fun, the rest of you should enjoy yourselves in our absences and we will join you all a little later." As the three of us walked past John, Trish smiled at John, "Love you Daddy, have fun and we will see you later." The shocked look on John’s face slowly transitioned to a smile as we walked away and back into the house. We remained arm in arm until we walked into Trish’s room. After we entered her room we stood together for a few moments; we all knew what we were there for, it was how it was going to start that we were trying to figure out. Zelda was looking at Trish with a smile. “What?” Trish inquired. "I was just marveling at what a beautiful woman you’ve become" Zelda replied, "you remind me so much of your mother when we first met." "Are you nervous?" Zelda inquired of Trish? Trish just shook her head, "No, I’m too excited to be nervous." Zelda turned her gaze to me, and with a smile, she glanced at my crotch. She ran her fingers over the outline of my cock. With a giggle, she told Trish that she wasn’t the only one that was excited. Zelda dropped to her knees in front of me and began to tug on my belt and unbutton my pants. Trish wrapped her arm around my waist as she intently watched Zelda unzip my pants, then with a jerk Zelda had my slacks and boxers down around my ankles. With my cock bouncing free in front of her face, Zelda encircled it with her finger and slowly stroked it. Trish wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a deep, wet, passionate kiss. With one hand stroking my cock, Zelda ran her other hand up Trish’s leg, under her skirt, and between her thighs. Trish started unbuttoning my shirt as we continued our embrace. It didn’t take them long to have me standing naked except for my pants clinging around my ankles. My hands roamed over Trish’s clothed body cupping her breasts, as I did, I felt Zelda’s mouth engulf my cock. The sensation of holding and embracing Trish while Zelda’s mouth was doing such pleasurable things to my cock was beyond description. Zelda stood up a short time later. As she did, one hand remained between Trish’s thighs and the other had a firm grip on my cock. When Trish and I broke our embrace, Zelda was standing in front of us; we both wrapped an arm around her. I pulled Zelda toward me and gave her a deep kiss. Zelda wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me against her. For a few moments, Zelda had my undivided attention as our tongues probed each other mouths. Moments later, I felt rather than saw Trish beside me as she wrapped her arm around my arm, and pressed her naked breast into my arm. When I glanced toward Trish, I found that during my embrace with Zelda she had removed her clothes and was now standing beside me naked. Seeing her beauty captivated me, and almost as in a daze, I let my hands roam her body. With my attention focused toward Trish, I heard the sound of a zipper. When I looked at Zelda, her arms were behind her back unzipping her dress. With a shimmy and shake of her shoulders, her dress slid off her body and onto the floor. She then, without a word, turned her back to me. I reached forward and unsnapped her bra. She removed her bra and slid her panties down her long legs. Nobody spoke, we were all just engaging in what our bodies were dictating. We stood together exploring each others body, smiling, giggling, and enjoying each other’s body. As a group, we just seemed to migrate toward the bed. Without any conscious thought, I found myself lying on my back on the bed. Trish and Zelda both seemed to slither onto the bed and make their way to my cock. With one on each side of me, they both proceeded to take turns licking and sucking my cock. As I watched their tongues on my cock, the sight of their tongues touching each other's in the process stimulated me. Just when I thought that I was going to lose the battle of controlling my orgasm, their mouths seemed to slide up and off my cock and their mouths came together. Zelda’s hands were roaming over Trish’s breasts as she crawled over me and rolled Trish onto her back as their embrace continued. Soon Zelda was kissing and embracing her way down Trish’s body. It didn’t take long before Zelda was kneeling between Trish’s wide spread legs with her mouth on her pussy. I was enthralled watching Zelda pleasure Trish, as well as Trish’s reaction to what Zelda was doing to her body. As I was watching, I was slowly stroking my cock. After a few minutes, Zelda looked at me and gave me a wink. She slowly raised her mouth from Trish’s pussy, and as she licked her lips said, "Are you just going to watch or are you going to find something better to do with that beautiful cock other than stroke it?" I crawled behind Zelda, and between her wide spread legs and ran my cock between her thighs. When she felt my cock slide over her pussy, she reached between her legs and positioned my cock at her entrance. When she had me in position, I thrust my hips forward and embedded my cock inside her. Zelda’s pussy was wet, slick, and tight. As I thrust my cock in and out of her, she would meet each thrust by rolling her hips and forcing her pussy onto my cock, ensuring my cock was all the way inside her,on each stroke. For several minutes, I enjoyed the erotic sight of Zelda stimulating Trish orally while enjoying the feel of her wet, tight pussy, gripping my cock. I was trying my best to read the signs Zelda’s body was telling me. I tried to ensure that she received pleasure equal to what she was giving both Trish and me. A chain of events took place starting with Trish’s orgasm. Trish started to get more vocal in her moans, squeals, and screams. She took Zelda’s head in her hands forcing her mouth to the places she demanded Zelda’s pleasurable assault on her pussy. As Trish ground her pussy into Zelda’s face and mouth, Trish’s body started to tremble, twitch, and convulse just before a pleasurable scream escaped her lips. As Trish’s orgasm subsided, she released Zelda’s head from her grip. Zelda’s head slowly rose from Trish’s pussy, and was pointing upward as her hips made a series of little twitches and jerks. She then slammed herself backwards embedding my cock deep in her pussy. I thrust my hips forward burying my cock as deep as I could inside her. Then holding her by the hips held my cock as deep as I could inside her. As Zelda screamed out her orgasm, I let go and started to cum deep inside her. After the three of us experienced our orgasms, we collapsed in a heap on the bed. We spent several minutes giggling, smiling, and caressing each other’s body. Slowly our breathing returned to normal as we recovered from our sexual exertions. As I was absent-mindedly tracing my finger over Trish’s breast, Zelda looked at me and smiled. She stretched over to me and with her face still wet from Trish’s juices, gave me a deep wet kiss. As our lips parted, she smiled and gave me a wink, "That was good, I’m still tingling" she said. "Yes, it was" Trish said with a smile as she scooted around to give Zelda a kiss. As they, embraced Trish rolled Zelda onto her back. When they broke their kiss, Trish started kissing her way down Zelda’s body. Trish was in no hurry as she nibbled on Zelda’s neck before letting her lips and tongue trace their way down to her breast. I was in an almost dream like state as I watched Trish savoring Zelda’s lush body. As I watched how Zelda was reacting to Trish’s touch, the thought going through my mind was, “Young man you need to take note on what she’s doing because she knew just what Zelda craved.” She was slowly and methodically, hitting every one of Zelda’s pleasure buttons. It was the perfect exhibition of how to please a woman. It was like watching a master perform her art. When Trish had worked her way between Zelda’s wide spread legs, she looked at me, gave me a wink, and stuck her tongue out. If you have ever seen Gene Simmons of Kiss’s tongue, you have an idea of what I saw. I have never seen anything like it. When Trish went to work on Zelda’s clit and pussy with that tongue there was no doubt that Zelda was very impressed with it also. I have no idea of how long I contented myself by watching Trish pleasing Zelda, as well as Zelda’s reaction to what Trish was doing to her. There did come a time, with my cock again in diamond cutter status, I crawled behind Trish. Trish’s legs spread wide enough for me to crawl between them. I reached between her legs and ran my fingers over her pussy. As I touched her, Trish began to slowly roll her hips and spread her legs a little wider. I scooted close enough to be able to slid my cock between her thighs and along the length of her pussy. When she felt my cock touch her, Trish reached between her legs and positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy. I pushed just hard enough so that only the head of my cock slid inside her. When she felt me inside her, she pushed back trying to force more of my cock inside her. As she did, I moved my hips back teasing her by not going in any deeper. Trish rose up from between Zelda’s thighs and looked back over her shoulder. When our eyes met, she said, “I’m not in a teasing mood, I’m in the mood to be fucked, hard, and deep. Do you think you can do that for me?” Without saying a word, I gripped her hips and slammed my cock all the way into her. Trish closed her eyes as a smile spread across her face, "Oh yeah, fuck me with that big beautiful cock" she moaned. I alternated between hard jackhammer strokes to slow hard strokes. I was trying my best to prolong my orgasm long enough for her to reach her's first. The way her tight, wet, slick pussy seemed to be gripping my cock was making that feat difficult to say the least. I made it long enough to hear Zelda’s orgasmic screams before I buried my cock all the way inside Trish and started to cum as I pulled her hips into me as hard as I could. Trish followed suit behind us in short order with her own orgasm. After we recuperated for several minutes, Zelda smiled at Trish and gave her a little kiss. When they parted, Zelda told her, “Honey, that is some tongue you have, I’ve never experienced anything like that before, I hope this isn’t the only time I have the chance to enjoy you.” Trish replied, "If my parents are accepting of Karen and me joining them with their friends I’m sure we will have another chance to be together." The three of us returned downstairs, naked and arm in arm. When we entered the den, we found Frank sitting on the couch between Karen and Vivian. He had an arm around Karen kissing her as he fingered her pussy. Vivian had her head in Frank’s lap and his cock in her mouth. Linda was on the floor on her hands and knees. Bruce was fucking her from behind while she sucked John’s cock. Nobody seemed to notice us as we walked into the room so we quietly watched the interactions for several minutes. I heard Bruce moan loudly as he pulled Linda into him, obviously cumming deep inside her pussy. When he moved from behind her John pulled his cock out of her mouth and moved behind her. I saw her reach between her legs and guide his cock into her pussy. John grabbed her by the hips and started fucking her hard and fast. Within seconds, Linda was moaning as she slammed herself back into his thrusts. It was obvious that these activities had been going on for some time and both were orgasm focused. I felt Trish squeeze my arm and I glanced at her. She smiled at me as she reached out and wrapped her fingers around my hard cock. "You really enjoy watching as Linda is being fucked don’t you?" she asked as she stroked my cock. "I find it the most exotic thing I’ve ever seen" I said. Trish looked at me with a mischievous smile, "Do you know what I would like to do? she asked. I just shook my head in reply. "I would love to watch you fucking my mother while Karen and I share Frank" she said, "would you treat me to that?" I wrapped an arm around Trish’s waist and led her toward the couch. Vivian was half on and half off the couch, bent over sucking Frank's cock. Her legs were spread wide enough to allow me to move between them. As I did, I slid my cock between her thighs and over the length of her pussy. Vivian didn’t look back to see who’s cock was about to enter her, she did let out a pleasurable moan as I felt her guide my cock to her entrance. As I slowly entered her, she glanced over to see Trish standing beside her. By how wet and slick her pussy was it was obvious that I wasn’t the first man to fuck her tonight. As I started fucking Vivian in slow deep strokes she was looking into the smiling face of her daughter. They didn’t speak to each other, but the message between the two was unmistakable. Trish stroked her mother’s shoulder as she smiled giving her a silent approval to enjoy herself. Trish stepped over to where Frank and Karen were sitting. She stood in front of them watching Frank probe Karen’s pussy. "Having fun Sis?" Trish asked with a smile. Karen giggled at her sister and replied, "What do you think?" As Trish watched Frank’s finger sliding in and out of her sister’s pussy, she giggled "I think you’re leaking cum on Mom's leather couch." I looked down at Vivian’s beautiful ass. I ran my thumb over her tight little back door. As the pad of my thumb passed over her ass two things happened; she let out a pleasurable moan and my thumb pressed into her just a bit. I reached around her and ran a finger over her clit and around her pussy. With my finger coated with her juices, and cum leaking from her pussy, I coated her rosebud with the slick substance. I continued the process until her opening was slick and receptive to my probing finger. I slowly removed my cock, which was now coated with a combination of her juices, and cum from her pussy. As I placed the head of my cock at her entrance, Vivian slowly pushed back against it. Just after the head slid effortlessly inside her ass, she stopped pushing. After a few moments, Vivian continued to push back impaling herself onto my cock. As soon as my cock entered her ass, she started rolling her hips forcing my cock to slide in and out of her. As we synchronized our movements, I watched as Trish knelt in front of Frank. When Vivian removed her mouth from Frank's cock, Trish took it into her's. As I slowly fucked Vivian’s tight ass, she watched her daughter sucking Frank’s cock. I was so entranced watching Trish and Frank that I hadn’t noticed Karen beside me until she wrapped an arm around mine. She was watching my cock sliding in and out of her mother’s ass. After a few moments Karen leaned close to me and whispered into my ear, “Would you do that to me?” I looked at her and just nodded my head. "Thank you," she replied, "Bruce thinks it’s dirty and refuses to do it and it’s something that I’ve always wanted to try." Karen told me she would be right back and walked away. When my attention returned to the activities in front of me, I found Trish was riding Frank's cock in a reverse cowgirl. Vivian’s face was inches away from her daughter’s thighs as she bounced up and down on his cock. Vivian started slamming herself backwards forcing my cock deep into her ass. She rotated her hips in little jerks as she held her head back and was making little squealing noises. As her body convulsed her orgasm rushed through her body. I held her hips tightly, held my cock inside her as I let her pleasure herself on it. After two orgasms, I was enjoying the pleasure of fucking Vivian. However, my focus was her pleasure rather than my orgasm. A few moments after Vivian’s orgasm, she dislodged herself from my cock and stood beside the couch. As I stood beside her with one foot on the floor and a knee on the couch, I surveyed the room’s activities. John was still fucking Linda, and they were both getting more vocal. Trish was bouncing on Frank's cock on the couch, and everybody else seemed to be enjoying the sexual activities going on in the den. Vivian gave me a smile and a little hug before she walked out of the room toward the restroom down the hall. Out of nowhere, Karen was again standing beside me. With a smile, she wrapped her arm around mine, “?Well?” she said as she licked her lips. With a chuckle, I told her that as soon as her mother comes out of the restroom I’m going to freshen up just a bit and then I’ll be ready for whatever you have in mind. With a tug on my arm, Karen led me out of the den and up the stairs. She led me into what had been her bedroom, and into the bathroom that separated her room and from her sister's. Without a word, she turned on the shower and adjusted the water temperature. When she had the water at the correct temperature, she stepped into the shower pulling me in behind her. We spent the next several minutes washing each other, with me enjoying the feel of her soapy, slick breasts, while she in turn paid special attention to my cock. Our shower culminated with Karen dropping to her knees and taking my cock into her mouth. We exited the shower after about fifteen minutes with my cock standing tall and proud. After toweling off, Karen led me from the bathroom by the cock. Karen stopped long enough to get a tub of lubricant from a dresser drawer before leading me back to the den with a firm grip on my cock. We paused as we entered the den to survey the current activities. Linda was now lying on the floor on her back with Bruce lying beside her and Trish knelt beside her. Trish was gazing at her body as she lightly traced her fingers over her breasts and abdomen. Bruce was watching her with obvious interest. Linda had never been sexual with another woman and I was curious as to what her reaction would be to Trish’s advances. Trish was telling her what a beautiful body she had and complementing how sexy she was. As Trish was stroking her body, Linda laid motionless in front of her with her eyes closed. As I watched I could tell Linda was having mixed emotions, she had never been attracted to other women and was hesitant, but in some way, Trish’s touch was also so stimulating. Trish traced the tips of her fingers over Linda’s abdomen and down her thigh. She then leaned forward, and ran her tongue over one of Linda’s nipples as she continued to trace her fingertips over her body. When Trish’s tongue touched her nipple, Linda drew in a sharp breath and arched her body upward. Linda didn’t say anything, nor did she object to what Trish was doing. Bruce rolled onto his side with his face inches away from Linda. His hand went to his hard cock as he watched the two women’s interactions intently. Trish seemed to take Linda’s failure to object to what she was doing as consent to continue and sucked Linda’s nipple into her mouth. John was sitting in one of the big leather chairs with Zelda on his lap silently watching the two women on the floor. Frank and Vivian were sitting together on the couch, also watching. The exotic appeal of the interactions of Trish and Linda had a hypnotic effect, turning the other people in the room into voyeurs. As we silently watched, Trish started kissing her way down Linda’s body. Trish took her time, Linda had not opened her eyes, however, by the time Trish worked her way to her thighs Linda’s breathing was a series of sharp gasps. When Trish’s lips got to Linda’s thigh, her fingertips traveled between her thighs and over her pussy for the first time. Linda’s reaction to Trish’s touch was to spread her legs wide giving Trish full access to her pussy. Trish’s lips never left Linda’s thigh as she maneuvered between her wide spread legs. Trish continued to kiss the inside of her thighs as she reached under her thighs and pushed her legs upward. As Trish lightly ran her lips over Linda’s pussy Linda let out a pleasurable moan as her hand found its way to her abdomen. Trish was looking over Linda’s abdomen as she leaned forward and inserted the longest tongue I’ve ever seen in Linda’s pussy. When Trish’s tongue entered her Linda shot up to an almost sitting position, she let out a loud gasping moan, and opened her eyes for the first time as she stared down at Trish. Linda’s expression was a combination of shock and pleasure as Trish treated her with the sexual pleasure of her nearly three-inch tongue. After a few moments Linda reclined back again, with one hand on her abdomen and the other on Trish’s head, she surrendered to the pleasure Trish was providing her. The only sounds in the room were those of Linda’s moans and gasps, along with the slurping sounds Trish was making between her legs. The two women on the floor were lost in their own pleasurable world. I think that everybody else in the room were so entranced with Trish and Linda that nobody even noticed when we entered the room much less us standing in the room. Bruce stopped stroking his cock long enough to rise up to a kneeling position beside Trish and Linda. He reached forward and tweaked Linda’s nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger as her watched Trish’s oral assault of her pussy. Bruce started to crawl around behind Trish when he looked up in shock and noticed Karen and I standing ten feet from him. With the expression of a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar, Bruce stared wide-eyed at Karen. It was obvious what his intentions had been, the question in his mind was what Karen’s reaction to those intentions were. Karen nodded her head at Bruce, and then in a quiet voice told him to go ahead under one condition. He looked at her with a questioning expression. In the same quiet voice, she told him, “If you fuck her you better make it so good for her that she’s jealous that you’re mine instead of her's.” Bruce’s only reply to his wife was a smile before he moved behind Trish. When Trish felt his cock between her thighs, she positioned his cock at her entrance. He thrust his hips forward and drove his cock into her pussy. As Bruce started fucking Trish, John repositioned Zelda on his lap and slid his cock into her. As they continued to watch Trish, Linda, and Bruce on the floor, Zelda slowly fucked John in that big leather chair. Karen led me over to the couch that her mother and Frank were sitting on. As we stood at one end of the couch, Karen wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a deep wet kiss. With her arms still around my neck, she slowly pulled her head back, as she looked into my eyes she told me, “Be gentle and go slow until I’m ready.” I just nodded my head in reply. She then handed me the lubricant before turning toward the couch and laying over the padded armrest. I hesitated for a moment as I admired this beautiful woman in front of me offering me her perfect virgin ass. As I did, I squeezed some lubricant on my finger and applied it to her tight little back door. I took my time as I prepared her ass, applying an ample amount of lubricant. I then applied lubricant to my cock before positioning it at her entrance. With her ass perfectly positioned for penetration, and with very little pressure, the head of my cock slid into her. With just the head of my cock inside her I froze and waited for an indication from her that she was ready to continue. After a few moments, I felt her push back into me and slowly pushed more of my cock inside her. Over the next few minutes, I slowly inserted my cock all the way inside her and again waited for her to indicate she was ready to continue. When I felt her slowly rotating her hips I started to fuck her in slow methodic strokes. As I was fucking Karen’s tight virgin ass I looked up and saw her mother watching us. As she watched, she was stroking Frank's cock. After a few minutes, Vivian crawled onto the couch toward Karen. As she knelt on the couch in front of Karen, she stoked Karen’s hair. Karen looked up and smiled at her mother. Frank moved behind Vivian and slid his cock into her. As I fucked Karen’s ass, and Franked fucked Vivian, mother and daughter were looking into each other’s faces. I saw no sign of embarrassment in either woman. It seemed more like a rite of passage. It was as if both women were engage in one of the most pleasurable acts known to man, and sharing the pleasure, they were receiving. They were both adult sexual beings enjoy sexual pleasure at the same time. The situation seemed to be simultaneously strange, yet beautiful. It was open and honest, not hidden and forbidden. With my mind occupied with the openness of Vivian and Karen, I heard Linda’s moan loudly before she screamed her orgasmic scream. As I looked toward Linda, I saw she was holding Trish’s head in both hands as she ground her pussy into her face. Bruce was holding Trish firmly by the hips as he pounded his cock in and out of her pussy. Zelda was using her full weight to drive John’s cock as deep into her as possible as they both watched the action on the floor in front of them. Karen’s head tilted back and with a loud moan, her orgasm rushed through her body. Seeing her daughter cumming, seemed to drive Vivian over the edge also. Over the next few minutes, all nine people in the room experienced their orgasms, a fact that none felt needed concealment. After my orgasm I left my cock inside Karen for a few minutes. As Karen’s body relaxed her ass seemed to continue to squeeze my cock. The feeling was so enticing I couldn’t bring myself to pull free of her. Karen finely started to work herself up from the couch after a few minutes. I helped her stand; she leaned back against me as she stood in front of me with my cock still buried in her ass. I leaned forward and whispered into her ear, “Was it what you thought it would be?” She looked back over her shoulder at me with a broad smile on her face, “Better.” With a smile, I slowly pulled my cock out of her. As Karen and I were standing together, her mother started to walk past us. She stopped, hesitated for a moment, and then turned toward her daughter. Vivian looked conflicted, it seemed she wanted to say something, but wasn’t sure she wanted to. Finely she looked into her daughter's eyes, with a serious expression she said, "Karen, I want to know something, and I want you to be honest with me." Karen replied, "Sure Mom, what is it?" Vivian thought for a moment before asking, “Are you doing this to make me feel guilty, or because this is something you enjoy?” Karen gave her mother a loving hug, "because it’s something I really enjoy" she said. The two of them entered into a conversation that I felt I was intruding on, so I gave Karen a hug and told her I was going to get some coffee and left to give them some privacy. When I returned to the den with a cup of coffee, I sat in one of the padded leather chairs near where John was sitting. Karen and Vivian were still standing at the end of the couch talking but all the other women weren’t in the room. A few minutes later, the women came back into the room. Linda came over to me and sat down on my lap. Trish came over to her father and gave him a hug. He seemed a little awkward hugging his naked daughter. Trish just smiled at his discomfort as she wrapped both arms around his neck. He was making a futile effort to avoid contact with her naked breast. "Trish, that’s enough" he scolded. "What’s the matter Daddy?" Trish giggled. John tried to push Trish’s body away from him. She just giggled at his attempts to avoid contact. She wrapped her arms around his neck and flopped down in his lap. "Trish, what are you doing, get off me this minute!" John ordered. Trish started wiggling her ass on his cock as she teased him. "Oh Daddy, your cock is getting hard, do you really want me to get up?" "Yes," John said as he stood, removing Trish from his lap. Trish was right, he didn’t have a diamond cutter, but he did have a starter. As John walked out of the room, Trish laughed and sat down on the arm of the chair Linda and I were sitting in, "He may have been saying no, but his cock wasn’t!" she said. As the three of us were laughing and joking together, Vivian joined us. After a few minutes, Vivian addressed Trish. "I’ve been talking to your sister," she said, "I guess there is no reason to hide things from you two anymore. We are going to be going to a big birthday party for some friends of ours next month in the LA area. Would you be interested in joining us? Your sister and Bruce will be joining us and if you would like to join us, we would enjoy introducing you to some more of our friends." As Trish was thinking about the invitation from her mother, Vivian looked at Linda and I and smiled, "We would also like to invite you two to join us also if you’re interested." Wow, look at the time. I guess I’ll have to tell you the story about that party at another time.

My wife Erica and I are very Christian so this is why it is so shocking; however, we found that there is a big difference between recreational sex and intimate love making. We consider having intimate love making without the other partner’s agreement adultery. How we started swinging is another story, this is about a revelation about our family. We have two sons and a daughter- Erica and I are in our early fifties and all our kids are married but live in the same area (Central NC). We have a steady group that we swing with but had decided to go to a party we saw on the internet. It was at a local club (meet and greet) and then people would break off- that is what was explained to us. We had decided that we would only go if the people we were with would allow us to be a group. We got to the club and Erica looked as sexy as ever. A tight black knit dress with thigh high hose, open front bra and thongs so there were no panty lines. When we walked in we looked around and saw an area that had a few people in it and the women we dressed to kill so we knew that was where the meet and greet happened. As we walked to the area, blinds were pulled down to block us off from the rest of the club. The meet and greet hostess greeted us with a quizzical look and introduced herself as Janice; she then introduced us to her husband Breck. They introduced us to three other couples, Angie and Lou, Betty and Patrick, and finally Inga and Bork (Scandinavian). We got additional looks from the other couples. We thought it was because they were in their twenties and thirties. Erica went to Janice and asked if we were too old for the group. Erica said no that they had others coming that were our age, it was that we looked familiar and she asked if we had been to one of their group's parties. Erica replied no. I mixed and others couples were coming in. We felt more comfortable as the night went on. There were around 12 couples there when I heard a familiar voice and turned around. There stood my daughter and her husband with my youngest son and his wife. I began shaking because I was so nervous and shocked. I looked for my wife and saw she had seen them too. I made my way to her and suggested we wait until they moved and leave. She stood there a second and asked if I was ashamed of what we were doing. I replied no but those are our kids. She said well it seems they came together so they are comfortable with it. She suggested we talk with them. Just then we saw both our kids spin around like they were looking for someone and they saw us. Well to say the least the shock on their faces was very clear. Erica and I made our way to them. Jennie, our daughter, and Tom, her husband, met us and Jennie asked how long. Erica answered a couple of years. Nelly, my son’s wife, came over and kissed Erica on the cheek to say hello. I looked for my son, Allen, and he was getting drinks and joined us. We moved out of the party area to talk. It seems that Allen and Nelly, both 28, had been involved in the lifestyle since they met in college. Jennie was introduced to it through them when she had visited Tom his senior year in college and when she, 25, and Tom, 26, married a couple of years ago, they introduced him. I ask Tom who introduced them. He and Jennie laughed and said Beaner and Patsy. Beaner is my oldest son, actually his name is Ben Jr., and Patsy is his wife. He got the name Beaner when Jennie was young and tried to say Junior. I was floored that our kids were doing this and we did not know. Then I looked around and saw Beaner with Patsy and his mouth to the floor. They came over and we talked. Erica asked the kids how they felt having their parents at a swinger’s party with them. Jennie and Allen said that it would seem a little odd but they could get use to it. Beaner said that it would take him a little bit to get use to it, thought a minute and said I am use to it. My question was how they would feel about possibly seeing their parents naked. The kids laughed and said we are just glad to see you two enjoying yourselves. Jennie then said that Tom had stated several times how hot mom looked and the guys said their wives had said the same about me. Erica said that Tom was going to be disappointed when he finally did see her naked, Tom looked her over and said he didn’t think so- there was some sexual energy going around. At that point, Jennie brought up feelings about spouses doing it with parents. Erica said it would seem odd at first. Beaner said that they did it with the other spouses- no incest- and it was ok. I said if we are going to be at the same party that was going to eventually happen then we needed to get over it. The kids’ laughed and Jennie said that I wasn’t as much a prude as they thought I was. Erica said, you kids would be very surprised at your dad and gave me a deep kiss. With that we joined the others. There had been approximately 25 couples at the party. A few had left by the time we got back. Inga and Bork were still there with Inga having several guys around her and Bork several women. As we walked in they approached us (all of us) and asked if we were family in their broken English. I said yes that they were our kids. He said that his parents and Inga’s parents were swingers also and that is how they met. A sBork talked with us, Janice came over and was talking with Jennie (they were friends) and told Jennie she knew we had to be related and she thought it was cool. People began leaving and soon it was only me and Erica, the kids and their spouses, Inga and Bork, and Janice and Breck. Janice said they needed to clean up, part of the agreement with the club. We said we would help and as we did I noticed Tom getting close to Erica. I asked Jennie if that was ok and she said that she and Tom had talked and it was fine. She asked if I was ok with it, I smiled and said if it makes your mother happy yes. Beaner was talking with Inga while Jennie made her way Bork. Allen was grabbing Janice’s ass playfully. Patsy was with Breck and Nelly came over to me and said, I hope its ok with you if I help, I said sure. We had the place cleaned in 30 minutes. It was around 11:00 pm and Janice asked what was next. Erica said that if they would like they could come over to our place to get to know each other. It seemed everyone was ok with that so, the next quest was who would ride with whom. It seemed that Inga and Bork had come with Janice and Breck, so I offered a ride to two couples because we were in a van. Erica and Tom agreed and Jennie and Bork also said yes. Jennie asked on the way to the house if I had finished the basement. The basement had been storage and Erica and I decided to make it into two additional rooms, in case we had grandkids. I had finished all the work except painting. The furniture was in bedrooms. On the way there, I noticed Jennie (in the very back seat) kissing Bork and Erica was rubbing Tom’s cock through his pants. Tom’s hand went to Erica’s breast and she laid back and pulled Tom’s head to her breasts. I could see Jennie’s hands on Bork’s cock and his hands were busy up her skirt. I was thinking that this was an odd event. Nelly asked if I was enjoying what was going on in back, I looked at her and said it was interesting. She smiled and lifted up her skirt and asked if was as interesting as this. She had no panties on and a pierced pussy. I said no as her fingers were going in and out of her pussy. I had to look back into the review to see if anything was behind us and saw Jennie’s head bobbing on Bork’s cock and Tom’s fingers going at Erica’s cunt. We got to the house a few minutes before the others and Nelly went down on my cock. I was turned so I could see the rest (Nelly could also). Jennie was sucking Bork’s cock like an expert which gave me a raging hard on. Erica was now blowing Tom’s cock. As the others arrived, we pulled ourselves together and got out. Inga’s top was undone as well as Janice’s pants were undone. Break and Beaner told us that the ladies gave them a show on the way over. When we got into the house, everyone followed us down stairs to the basement. The ladies looked around and said that we needed to bring the furniture down. The guys brought the sofas, extra mattresses and a futon (with three kids that went to college you can collect things) downstairs and the ladies directed us where to place them. The sofas were next to each other, the mattresses were across from the sofas and the futon was against the wall across from the stairs. Jennie tuned to Erica and said that this was going to be a great party room. Erica said she knew and that is why she wanted it done. I brought up the grandkids and she said that too. Tom and Beaner went upstairs into his old room and brought down his stereo. We all went and got drinks and settled into our party room. After a few minutes a slow song came on and Erica came to me and pulled me to the floor to dance. The others followed with their spouses. Erica whispered did you ever think this would happen. I said no that I was stunned. Erica said she had suspected something when Jennie had made a remark once about Tom’s cock size when all the kids were over one time. She said that is what got her thinking about swinging. She placed her head on my shoulder and rubbed my cock. I looked around and all the spouses were grouping. When the song ended Erica asked if anyone minded if she gave me a quick blow job. No one objected so she dropped to her knees. I looked over and Nelly was on her knees then Jennie. Inga and Janice dropped. After about 5 minutes we started dancing again and Jennie said she wanted to dance with her dad. Everyone had a quizzical look and then she said no nothing like that and that all our minds were in the gutter which caused a lot of laughing. I still had a hard on and did not know how to dance with my daughter without her feeling it. She stepped in close and I said she may not want to get too close she laughed and said I think its ok, I have seen it you know. We danced like a father and daughter. She asked if it was causing any problems for me and I said that actually it wasn’t. She said good and that both Tom and Nelly had commented on how hot her mother and I looked. As the song ended, she smiled and whispered you really do pack a big pistol and laughed. By this time the other ladies were in different stages of undressed and the guys told them to strip. So they got in the middle and began to strip. It was unbelievable to see such hot ladies. The drinks were about done and I volunteered to get some more, Beaner and Jennie said they would help. I hurried to get to the stairs first so I wouldn’t be behind Jennie but Beaner and Jennie got ahead of me and I followed Jennie in her nakedness. As we got up stairs Jennie asked it I was ok. I said that I felt awkward with her being naked. Beaner said to relax and that I would get over it. Jennie said Beaner and Allen had seen her naked many times. By the time we got down stairs everyone had undressed so Beaner and I quickly undressed and Erica walked over and pulled me aside and said she had asked if it was ok to have a threesome with Tom and Breck. I said sure (it was something we had never done and promised to always to firsts together) at that time Pasty came over with Nelly and said that Patsy was going to be an odd person out and could she join us. Erica smiled and said absolutely. As I looked for a place for us, I saw Janice going down on Allen as Jennie was blowing Bork and fingering Janice. Beaner had Inga on the couch licking her cunt while Erica, Tom, and Breck were entangled on one of the mattresses. Tom’s cock was fully erect and stood close to 12 inches and was as big as a baseball bat handle. Erica was trying to take it all in as Breck was licking her cunt. I felt lips around my cock and saw my daughter-in-law sucking my cock and kissing. I quickly got to the mattress beside Erica and she looked over and had a smile in her eyes because her mouth was full of cock. As I lay down Nelly took my cock in her mouth and Patsy straddled my face. She had the second sweetest tasting cunt (Erica being the first). Soon she was humping my face as my tongue swished around her cunt. Nelly was deep throating me and then I heard her say Erica had finally deep throated Tom. I moved Patsy, who was also looking, and saw she had Tom all the way down her throat. Patsy had spun around and I felt Nelly sliding her cunt on my cock and began humping it. She was tight. Her rhythms were slow and felt great. I heard Erica moan and glanced over to see that Tom had positioned himself behind her and slid his cock into her while Breck was getting a blow-job. I heard what sounded like Jennie saying fuck me harder and Beaner was grunting, fucking Janice. Nelly was orgasming (I have a curse of lasting for awhile- sometimes I never get off). As soon as she orgasmed, Patsy was climbing on and I saw Nelly going for Erica’s tits. I heard Breck grunt and saw Erica’s cheeks expand. He blew his load in her mouth. Erica rarely takes a load from a stranger in her mouth; however she swallowed every bit and licked to clean him up. Nelly joined her. Allen was pounding Inga. I realized it was in her ass when she said in a heavy accent that is good, fuck the ass. Patsy had slid onto my cock and was facing Inga and Allen. Erica and I had talked about having anal sex but she felt that was going way to far from our ways and decided not to, although she came close at one party. As I was laying back Patsy got off my cock and moved to do anal and I stopped her. I told her that it was something that Erica had decided not to do. Erica was grunting and moaning as Tom was fucking her. She told me to do her in the ass so she could see it. So she sat on my cock. I looked over and saw Jennie eyes fix on her mom and Tom. She was on all fours with Bork pounding her. She turned and said something and then I realized he was doing her in the ass. Pasty was coming to an orgasm. Tom was grunting getting ready to blow his load while Beaner and Allen had blown theirs. Nelly was sucking Breck with Erica licking Nelly’s cunt. I heard Jennie scream yeah and Bork blew his load at the same time as Tom. I was still going. Patsy had an orgasm and got off as Nelly was placing her ass on my cock she was taking all the way up her ass. Patsy was licking Erica’s cunt cleaning up after Tom. Then I blew my load. We all laid there just relaxing when Erica said she was thirsty. I said I would get drinks and Erica and Jennie said they would help. Patsy followed. Nellie eased off my now softening cock and kissed me and said I was everything she had fantasized about. As I got upstairs I hear Pasty say you tasted very sweet. I walked in and Patsy told Jennie that your father is a stud too. She came over and kissed me, then turned to Erica and said I hope that was ok. Erica smiled and said I am so glad we get along with our daughters and son in laws so well. We laughed. Jennie asked Erica how she felt. Erica added for the time being fulfilled. Jennie said Tom had a way of doing that. Everyone was upstairs cleaning up, then we sat around and drank. The night ended with me taking Inga, Bork, Janice, and Breck to their cars. I got back to the house and heard talking down in the basement. I thought everyone was done there chatting. As I came to the end of the stairs, I saw only the ladies sitting chatting, naked. I asked where the guys were and they said cleaning up. I turned to go upstairs and Erica motioned me over next to her. It was odd for me to be sitting there with everyone naked and I said that. Jennie spoke up and said that she had a friend in college that was from a naturist family and that when she would visit them they all went naked. I was surprised and asked why we never knew this- she looked at me and said that I was so religious that I was a prude! I informed her that her mother and I started swinging her sophomore year in college. She was shocked. She went on to say that she was never uncomfortable being naked- it seemed natural. Erica agreed. After sitting and chatting for a little bit Erica and I decided to go to bed and the kids decided to play some more (Patsy had started fingering Jennie). As we were getting ready for bed, Erica asked how the anal sex was; I told her it was good. She kissed me and whispered that is next on the list as she slid down to suck my cock.