A Very Special Birthday Party – Part I

Our relationship with Bruce and Karen had rapidly escalated from neighbors, to friends, and then to a sexual relationship between the four of us. From there Karen’s parents entered the equation and within a period of one weekend we went from meeting them and the couple they were with, in a party house, to joining them along with their two daughters at a dinner party, which ended in an orgy and an invitation to a swinging birthday party in LA. In this story I’m going to tell you about that weekend and the birthday party we attended.

When Karen’s parents entered the equation, it did seem a little strange at first to say the least. We were in our mid-twenties and her parents were in their mid-forties and to be honest, at the time I hadn’t considered people of that age in a sexual light before meeting them.

Her parents seemed very welcoming and accepting of Linda and I, as well as their daughters and son-in-law into their lifestyle. They themselves had enjoyed the swinging lifestyle in secret for well over twenty years prior to finding that their daughters were becoming active in that lifestyle. I’m sure it was shocking for them when they found out that their daughters were involved in this. I also feel that due to the fact they had first started enjoying this lifestyle at the same age, along with the fact that they had enjoyed it for so many years, weighed heavy in their acceptance of us in this lifestyle.

For six weeks, after we attended the dinner party at Karen’s parents my work schedule was crazy. I was flying at least six days a week with fifteen to eighteen hour workdays. Then just to spice things up, I had a few two and three day trips thrown in the mix.

The long hours I was working had one redeeming factor. With the amount of flight time we were putting on the airplane we were going to be forced to put the airplane in for maintenance sooner than projected which would give me three weeks off just prior to the planned party.

We finely hit the magical hundred hours on the hobs meter the week before we were to leave for LA, and took the airplane in for inspection. The Saturday morning after taking the airplane in, I wanted nothing more than to kickback at home and decompress. The only interruption that day came about five o’clock when Bruce called to ask if we would like to go out to dinner with Karen and himself.

The four of us went to the only decent restaurant in town, Antonio’s, where we found Karen’s parents waiting for their table to become available in the bar. Within minutes, John, Karen’s father, requested a table for six instead of two. About twenty minutes later, the waiter led us to our table.

It didn’t take long for the conversation to turn to our trip to LA the following weekend. John told us that plans were in place for parties on both Friday and Saturday night the next weekend. Because of that, he said they would like to leave Thursday so we wouldn’t have to rush on Friday.

Bruce looked concerned as he shook his head and replied, “I’ve got several things going on Friday and won’t be able to leave until Friday afternoon.”

It was obvious by John’s reaction that Bruce’s answer wasn’t what he was hoping to hear. During dinner John was trying to come up with a way that Bruce could rework his schedule, all to no avail.

John was in silent thought by the time our after dinner drinks were brought to the table. He had failed to come up with anything that would get us all to LA on his timeline. As John’s drink was placed in front of him his elbows were on the table, his hands were clasped, and his chin was resting on his thumb, as he faced the fact that his time table was doomed.

I hadn’t interjected anything into the conversation up to that point. John finely admitted defeat by shaking his head and muttered, “Damn.” He just happened to be looking in my direction as he did. “If Bruce can be ready to go by four on Friday, I can get us all to LA by five,” I said.

John’s head snapped toward me, “how,” he asked. A friend of mine has a six passenger Beach Barron that I have access to, I replied. It will get us all to the LA area in about an hour.

“How much are we talking about?” John asked. "Off the top of my head, I would say about three hundred," I replied. John smiled for the first time since we had sat down as he said, “Let’s do it.”

Being I had a key to the hanger as well as to the airplane, I knew there wasn’t a problem in using Tom’s airplane. That is as long as he wasn’t planning to use it. The next day I gave him a call and confirmed we could use his airplane the next weekend.

The next twist came the following Tuesday when John called and asked if I was free to join him for coffee. I met him at a local coffee shop. He told me that Vivian had a real fear of flying. So much so that he was afraid that if they went through with plans of flying to the party with us she would have a migraine all weekend and ruin the party.

Because of that, he decided that they were going to leave Thursday and drive down instead of flying. He also told me that he wanted to pay for the airplane so that Karen and Bruce could make it down there in time for dinner on Friday.

As John placed three hundred dollars in front of me, I pushed it back toward him and told him not to worry about it, I told him it wasn’t a big deal, and I could take care of it. John just laughed as he pushed the money back toward me. "Trust me," he laughed, "I got out of this cheap, Vivian would have paid you twice that much just to keep her out of the airplane."

John mentioned that the plans were to have dinner Friday in the Santa Monica area and asked if possible, could we fly into the Santa Monica airport. I told him that wouldn’t be a problem and told him where the FBO where we would be parking was located at the Santa Monica Airport.

On Friday, Bruce called me about noon to say that he was going to be able to get off about three that afternoon. He asked if we would mind picking up Karen for him and he would meet us at the airport when he got off work.

The flight to Santa Monica was uneventful. As we were climbing out of the airplane that afternoon at the Santa Monica Airport John and Vivian, along with another couple were standing in the doorway of the FBO smiling and waving at us.

I was almost to the doorway of the FBO when I saw Trish, Karen’s sister, standing in the background looking at us with a sly smile. After being introduced to Krystal and Brad the nine of us made our way to the parking lot. After a little chitchat in the parking lot, we divided up into two cars and made our way to the restaurant for dinner.

As we walked into the restaurant, it was obvious that this wasn’t John and Brad’s first visit there. The owner of the restaurant greeted them both and escorted all of us to a private dining room where we were greeted by two other couples who were there waiting on us.

There was one large table in the room, which was loaded with a variety of hors d’oeuvres, oysters on the half shell, oysters Rockefeller, shrimp, and a wide verity of delicacies. There were a couple bottles each of red and white wines as well as Champagne on ice.

As we all chatted, snacked, and got to know one another waiters kept bringing in more delicacies. Instead of setting, we stood and circulated, chatted, sipped wines, ate, and were able to engage with everybody in the room at one point or another.

There wasn’t anything outwardly sexual going on at the restaurant that night. However, everybody knew what type of party we would be having later that night. Everybody knew that as a group we would be engaging in sex as a group, so the sexual atmosphere was electric.

One of the couples we met at the restaurant, Maria and Chris, seemed to bond with Linda and me. The more we chatted with them the more we connected with them.

Maria was a copper-skinned beauty with jet-black hair and dark almost black eyes, to accent her perfect body. She was without doubt one of the most exotic women I had ever met.

It was obvious that Chris was as attracted to Linda as I was to Maria. It was also just as obvious that Linda was attracted to him. Both Maria and Chris had a great since of humor and we spent a lot of time joking and talking with them.

As time passed, the sexual tension in the room seemed to escalate, and the conversations seemed to take on a more sexual nature. There was more casual touching and hugging going on throughout the room.

At one point Linda, Maria, and I were talking to John. As we were talking, Chris walked up behind Linda and wrapped his arms around her, he pulled her into him and gave her a hug. He held her in front of him as our conversation with John continued.

After a few minutes as John walked away from us I noticed Linda rotate her hips, I knew she was rubbing her ass over Chris’s cock. Linda looked at me and smiled as she let out a low moan, it was obvious that she was enjoying the feel of his hard cock on her ass.

Maria wrapped an arm around mine, pressing her firm breast into my arm as she did. She smiled at me as she whispered, “I think my husband wants to fuck your wife.” I chuckled at her and replied that I thought my wife wanted to fuck her husband as much as he wanted to fuck her.

Maria arched her eyebrows, “and what do you think about that,” she asked. I couldn’t help but smile as I replied, “I think I want to fuck his wife as much as they want to fuck each other. What do you think about that I asked?" She smiled as she slowly rubbed her breast on my arm, “I think my panties are soaked," she replied with a giggle.

John interrupted our conversation, when he asked the group if everybody was ready to leave. I can’t remember anybody answering him, the group as a whole just seemed to migrate toward the door.

As we made our way to the parking lot, Chris had his arm around Linda’s waist while Maria and I followed them arm in arm. There wasn’t any conversation beforehand, Chris just led the way to their car and opened the front passenger door for Linda to get in. As she got into the front seat, Maria and I got into the backseat.

As we sat in the parking lot waiting for everybody to get into the other cars, Maria ran her hand over my cock. She had a broad smile as she told me, “I see I’m having the effect I was hoping for,” referring to finding my cock hard.

As our eyes locked, I reached down and slowly hiked her skirt up to her waist. As my hand descended between her thighs, she slowly spread her legs giving me access to her pussy. Her smile broadened when I discovered that her panties were indeed soaked.

As my fingers explored her pussy through her panties Maria let out a moan loud enough to cause Linda to glance into the backseat to see what the two of us were up to.

“What’s going on back there?” Linda asked good-naturedly. She could plainly see what we were doing; her smile told me she was glad to see we were advancing nicely. “What’s going on,” Chris asked as he was pulling out of the parking lot. "My husband is playing with your wife’s pussy," Linda replied. “Really, what’s my wife doing?" he asked. “She’s rubbing his dick,” Linda replied.

"Well, what should we do about that?" Chris asked. Linda started moving around in the seat, and after a few moments she scooted over next to him. As she did, she tossed her panties into the backseat at us. When Linda got next to Chris she replied to his question, “I think you should find out for yourself just how wet you have my pussy.”

As he drove, I could tell that Chris was fingering Linda’s pussy while she was stroking his cock through his slacks. Maria looked at me and shrugged her shoulders. She then arched her ass off the seat, slid her panties off, and tossed them into the front seat with a laugh.

After a few minutes of me probing her pussy with my fingers, Maria moved sideways in the seat, knelt in the seat and started unbuckling my belt and unzipping my pants. In a matter of just a few moments she had my hard cock exposed and in her mouth.

I lost total track of where we were as this beautiful lady proceeded to give me a very pleasurable blowjob. My whole point of focus was on not cumming in this beautiful woman’s mouth before the party even started.

Not a moment too soon we were pulling into the gated driveway of Brad and Krystal’s home. Maria lifted her head off my cock as the car came to a stop and licked her lips as she smiled at me. You might want to put that away for now, but don’t think for a minute I’m through with it yet, she said as she started straightening her dress.

As everybody met up again in the driveway, John came over to where we were standing. “We will be spending the night here,” he said. "Why don’t you get your luggage and I’ll show you to your room."

The group was in a joyous mood as we entered the house. As we reached the staircase, John told Bruce that they would be staying upstairs. He told me that he would be right back and show me to the guesthouse. Maria piped-up and told him not to worry about that, she could show me where it was.

As John and Bruce ascended the stairs, and Maria led me to the guesthouse, the rest of the group made their way into the den. As Maria and I exited the backdoor, we left the laughter coming from the den behind us.

The guesthouse was just that, a very upscale one-bedroom house. Maria led the way into the bedroom where I put the suitcase at the foot of the bed. I surveyed the room for a moment. "This is quite a place," I commented. I turned my attention back to Maria, who was just standing in the middle of the room smiling at me.

I walked over to Maria, and said "you are a very beautiful woman" as I reached her. "You’re not so bad yourself," she replied. Our lips just seemed to come together. As our tongues probed each others mouths, my hands roamed her body.

When we broke our kiss, my hand continued to cup her breast. Her hand was rubbing my cock through my slacks. I wanted this woman so much at that moment I was thinking about continuing with her right then. Maria seemed to know what I was thinking. "I think we should get back to the party and continue this a little later," she said.

Before we left the guesthouse, I couldn’t resist the urge to check it out a little. Maria burst out laughing when I opened the refrigerator, “you’re not still hungry are you?” she asked. "No, I just had an urge to see what was in there" I replied.

Maria and I continued to chat for a few minutes. At one point during our conversation, she told me that her husband and his first wife were involved with this group before their divorce, and after she married him, he introduced her to the group. That explained why she was closer to our age than the rest of John’s friends.

I was really enjoying just talking to Maria. She was so open and friendly with such a great since of humor that it seemed as if I had known her for years. I don’t remember how long we just talked but at one point, we both decided that we should join the party.

As we walked from the guesthouse to the main house, I had to stop for a moment just to enjoy the view from the backyard. The house was in the hills outside the city and the backyard had a panoramic view of the city below it.

When we finely made it to the den, it was apparent that the rest of the group hadn’t waited on us to begin the festivities. Everybody in the room was nude and engaged in some form of sexual activity.

Maria and I stood at the entrance to the den and surveyed the activities inside. I found Linda was with both Chris and the husband of the other couple we met at the restaurant. All three were standing, with Linda bent over at the waist in front of both men, as Chris was fucking her from behind she was sucking the other guy's dick. The site of her tits swaying each time Chris slammed his cock into her had my cock instantly hard again.

I looked at Maria and chuckled "I didn’t think we were gone that long. If I knew this was going on already, I would have started with you in the guesthouse." Maria stroked her hand over my cock as she replied, “And I would have let you.” As Maria’s fingers encircled my cock she looked at me with hooded eyes, "do you want to join them here or go back to the guesthouse," she asked. "I want you right here, right now" I replied.

Maria turned around and asked me to unzip her dress. In no time, we were both naked and looking for a vacant space to play. When we found an open area, she turned to face me.

As she stood in front of me, my cock was so hard it was standing straight up against my abdomen. I pulled my cock down and slid it between her thighs, rubbing the length of the shaft against her pussy. We embraced and as our tongues probed each others mouths. I gripped her ass with both hands, pulling her toward me as I slid my cock back and forth over her pussy.

We continued our embrace as we knelt to the floor. Once on the floor I eased Maria onto her back and started kissing my way down her body. With the sounds of moans, sighs, and shrieks in my ears I relished in the taste of her pussy.

While looking over Maria’s abdomen I watched Linda and the two guys she was with as they pleasured each other. As I was watching, Chris grabbed her by the hips and thrust his cock as deep into her as he could, as he pulled her into him he tilted his head back and let out a moan as he filled her pussy with his cum.

As Linda felt Chris cumming, she opened her mouth letting out a loud moan as her orgasm rushed through her body. Her lips and mouth were no longer in contact with his cock as it remained between her lips and aimed into her mouth. As I watched, the guy stroked his dick a couple times before sending a long strand of cum into her wide-open mouth. Linda grabbed his cock as she closed her lips around it, and was stroking his cock as he held her head fucking her mouth.

With my face covered with Maria’s juices I crawled up to a kneeling position between her wide spread legs. As I positioned my cock at her entrance, she looked at me with hooded eyes and her mouth slowly opened. When I thrust my hips forward and buried my cock all the way into her pussy, her eyes closed and her lips formed a snarl as a moan escaped from deep within her.

After a few strokes, I grabbed Maria under her legs, lifting them to a point her pussy tilted upwards and her legs were resting on my chest. I started fucking her with long, hard, deep strokes. I fucked her with an intense sense of urgency until she started screaming that she was cumming, at which time I abandoned any effort to prolong my orgasm, slammed my cock all the way inside her, and started to cum deep in her pussy.

Maria slowly removed her legs from my chest and wrapped them around my waist. When my orgasm subsided, I collapsed on top of her as I tried to catch my breath. As I did, I was lost in the pleasurable feel of her breast pressed against my chest and her pussy pulsating on my cock.

After a few minutes, with my head beside hers, Maria lightly bit my earlobe. “That was great,” she whispered in my ear. I rose up on my elbows and smiled down at her. “Trust me, I definitely got the best end of this deal, you are incredible.”

I slowly disengaged my very sensitive cock from her pussy. I was kneeling between Maria’s legs when Linda walked over to us. As she smiled down at us she placed a hand on my shoulder, “you two put on quite a show,” she said with a smile.

I wrapped an arm around Linda’s thigh, “you put on quite a show yourself young lady,” I replied. "I guess it would be pointless to ask if you’re having fun" Linda just smiled in reply.

As I surveyed the room, it was obvious that Maria and I were the last to finish the first round of activities. Everybody else were either milling around or at the bar getting a drink from Brad.

Maria excused herself and made her way to the restroom while Linda and I made our way to the bar. We were both laughing together when Brad asked us what he could fix us to drink. As we sipped our drinks, we mingled with the rest of the group for some time. It was much the same as at the restaurant, only now everybody was naked and had just had sex in front of everybody else.

At the time, I marveled at just how open and friendly everybody was toward one another even though half the group had just met the other half tonight for the first time. It wasn’t until much later that I discovered just how diligent this group was to ensure their parties were like that. The members of this group were friends, most of which had been associated with each other and engaged in this activity for over twenty years. During that time, they had set-up rules amongst themselves to insure their gatherings would be drama free and fun.

John had asked the members of this group for permission for all of us to attend the party this weekend. I was also surprised when I learned that being the Saturday party was so important to them that they had setup this party as basically an interview for attending that party.

There were members of this group that questioned what John and Vivian's reaction would be seeing their daughters engaging in this kind of party. I think it was a testament to the high regard they held John and Vivian to even consider inviting their daughters to this party, there were however enough questions that they wanted a test run before the big night.

Trish walked over to where Linda and I were standing at one point and gave both of us a kiss and hug. As we started chatting with Trish she reached out and gave my cock a playful squeeze, “have you been avoiding me?” she asked. I shook my head, “as a matter of fact I’ve been looking for you,” I replied.

“Oh, do tell, and what did you have in mind?” Trish asked. "I was going to see if you would be interested in coming back to the guesthouse with us after the party for a little after the party fun" I said. Trish looked at Linda to gauge her reaction to my invitation. Linda just smiled as she nodded her head and told her, “That does sound like fun.”

Trish smiled at Linda, and just before she threw her arms around Linda’s neck and kissed her, she said "you have a date!" As I was watching their passionate embrace, I could feel my cock start to stir as it became obvious that each of their tongues was probing the mouth of the other.

As I watched Trish and Linda I felt an arm encircle my waist. I found Krystal standing beside me with a broad smile also watching them. After a few moments, Krystal reached out with her free hand and started stroking my cock as she continued to watch the two women.

Linda and Trish both looked flushed when they broke their embrace. As their attention averted from one another back to the party they seemed surprised to see Krystal standing next to me smiling at them.

As the four of us chatted, Krystal nonchalantly continued to stroke my hard cock. She continued her conversation with Linda and Trish, as well as other members of our group as they passed us, without releasing her grip on my cock. Her actions were so casual they were almost nonsexual, which was almost as strange as the fact that nobody seemed concerned, shocked, or even interested in her actions. Friends and strangers intermingled in a room, all were naked, all had engaged in sex in the same room with one another, and everybody was so casual about it.

The interactions and conversations between the couples at this party were no different from those found at an average cocktail party, with one exception. At the average cocktail party, with a mix of sexy people, alcohol, and music, most people will encounter somebody that stimulates them sexually. Whether it’s from a touch on the dance floor, or a sexy smile during a conversation, they will lust for that person. They will feel sexually stimulated by the person they’ve met. Then they will deny their feelings and will go home and have sex with their spouse while they fantasize about having sex with that person that turned them on.

This party was all about lust, honesty, and pleasure. Lust is not limited to one person; even if you are in love, that person isn’t the only one that can ignite your lust. At this party, everybody was open and honest about their feelings, and everybody was free to act on their impulses and desires. At this party each spouse gave the other their permission to enjoy the pleasure of fulfilling whatever lustful fantasy they may have.

At one point, as we were chatting, Brad walked up behind Linda and gave her a hug. I was preoccupied and hadn’t notice him approaching, I also hadn’t paid any attention to him during the first round of sex. I did however notice Linda’s expression as he hugged her and his cock made contact with her ass. A smile spread across her face and her eyes widened a little.

After continuing our conversation for a few more minutes, during which time Brad was grinding his cock against Linda’s ass. His hands cupped her breast as he stroked and caressed her body. It was obvious that she was enjoying his attention. At one point, I noticed him backing away from her a little bit. He reached down and guided his cock between her thighs. As he pulled Linda back, and slid the length of his cock over her pussy, it became apparent just how endowed he was. As he held Linda tightly against him, the massive head and a few inches of his cock protruded from between her thighs in front of her. It was a most extraordinary sight, it appeared as though she had a cock.

Our conversation stopped as we stared at Linda’s crotch as Brad slid his cock back and forth over her pussy, appearing and disappearing between her thighs. It wasn’t long before his cock was coated with her juices and glistening when it would protrude in front on her. Linda was soon arching and rolling her hips as she enjoyed the pressure of his cock on her pussy.

My cock was so hard it almost hurt, the harder it got the firmer Krystal’s grip on it got. Without removing his cock from between her legs, Brad turned Linda around and eased her over the back of a padded chair. Linda’s eyes were closed as she reached between her legs and positioned Brad’s cock at the entrance to her pussy. Brad slowly eased his hips forward and slowly eased the head of his massive cock inside her.

When Linda felt him enter her, her eyes sprang open and she looked back over her shoulder with a fearful expression on her face. "Don’t worry, I’ll go slow" Brad answered her unasked question. Over the next several minutes, Brad patiently inserted his cock into her pussy. Over time, Linda started moving her hips fucking herself with Brad’s cock as he stood perfectly still. As she became accustom to the size of his cock her movements became more aggressive, and exaggerated. When Linda had transitioned from trying to ease his cock into her, to enjoying his cock inside her, he starting fucking her with the full length of his cock.

I was standing beside Linda and Brad, with Krystal and Trish on either side of me. We were all fixated with the sight of Linda being fuck by such a massive cock. Soon another guy was standing next to us watching. It wasn’t long until he had Trish on the floor fucking her as we continued to watch.

With Linda fucking Brad in front of me, and Trish fucking this guy at my feet, it soon became too much for me. I eased Krystal to a chair next to where Linda and Brad were, and bent her over the back of the chair. As I moved behind her she guided my cock to her entrance, I thrust my hips forward and embedded my cock in her pussy.

There was no pretext, no finesse, and defiantly no building up to the animalistic lust we both felt. I fucked Krystal hard and deep with the sounds of Linda’s squeals, moans, and screams of pleasure filling my ears. Soon Krystal’s own verbal declarations of pleasure joined those of Linda and Trish’s screams. Several minutes later as I was fighting for the breath and strength to continue fucking Krystal at the same pace, Linda’s orgasmic scream filled the room. Linda’s orgasmic scream was followed in short order by Krystal’s at which time I started pulsating cum deep inside her pussy.

After cumming, I was standing behind Krystal gripping the chair she was leaning over with both hands, while sucking air, and hoping my legs would continue to support my weight. I was feeling a little guilty because the truth was as pleasurable as Krystal was she had been just a means of cumming due to the lust I felt watching Brad fucking Linda.

After several minutes, we all started disengaging and moving around a bit. After a few hugs, friendly kisses, and giggles, the women headed off to the restroom and the guys made their way to the bar. After getting a drink and chatting with Brad and the other guy for a little while, I made my way to the couch to set and recuperate from my exertions.

I sank into the deep leather couch and instantly began to relax. I was watching two couples having sex on the floor in front of the couch with diminishing interest for a few minutes before Karen flopped down beside me. She smiled at me for a moment before wrapping her arm around mine, and resting her head on my shoulder as she stared off into space. I waited for a few moments giving her a little mental space before saying anything to her. “Are you all right?” I quietly asked. She looked up at me and smiled, "I’m doing great, and I guess that’s what has me conflicted."

I couldn’t think of anything to say but felt the need to say something. I looked at her with a smile, “So, you’re conflicted about feeling great?", I asked with a chuckle. "So what’s so conflicting about feeling great?”

With a little chuckle she said, “Well it’s a little more complicated than that.” Karen was quiet for a moment as she organized her thoughts. She waved her hand in front of her, "It’s this whole thing, I guess."

She scooted up on the couch sideways and faced me while she sat on her heels and said, "DB, I want to ask you something, and I would like you to be honest with me, OK?" "Sure," I replied, "ask away." "Is there something wrong with me?" she asked. I scanned this beautiful blonde’s nude body and shook my head and said, No Karen, I can’t see one thing wrong with you." She replied, "No silly, I’m not talking about my body I’m talking about me as a person." I busted out laughing and said, “Not that I know of, why in the world would you think something was wrong with you?”

"Two months ago, I felt self-conscience about walking through my own house in my baby-doll pajamas when Bruce and I were the only ones there," she explained. "I would peek around corners to make sure all the drapes were drawn. Over the last two months, I’ve gone from there to being naked in a hot tub with you and Linda, to having sex with you in front of Linda and Bruce, to having sex in front of my parents, and tonight having sex with two strangers in front of everybody here." So I offered, “And now you feel guilty about all that?” She said, “No, and that’s what I would have expected to feel. Instead, it felt totally natural. That’s what I’m having trouble understanding."

I smiled at her for a moment. "Karen, the truth is society has lied to us." I said. "Our society has told us that sex and lust are solely associated with love and marriage. The truth is that love is associated with marriage, and sex is associated with lust. Those two separate emotions aren’t necessarily associated with the other. Lust is an emotion triggered by any number of things, lust also isn’t confined to the person we love. While you may only love one person, it’s fallacy to think that you can only feel lust or get pleasure from just one person. It’s only natural to relish pleasure, and I feel it’s the highest signs of love to allow the one you love to enjoy all the pleasures life has to offer."

"As far as modesty, that is also a behavior that we are taught by society," I continued. "Nobody is born modest; our society tells us that it is unacceptable not to be modest. The reason all this seems so natural is that it is a natural behavior. What’s not natural is the fact that humans are the only member of the animal world that suppresses our sexual urges."

Karen was silent while she thought about what I told her. I continued, "Karen, most of us are led to believe that sex is some kind of dirty, evil act that is to only be tolerated within a marriage. The truth is that it’s a beautiful, natural, and very pleasurable act. Those of us that can separate love and lust, pleasure and love, will find that what they are doing is just allowing each member of a couple to enjoy the pleasures life has to offer."

A smile slowly spread across her face, "Do you know what’s scary?" she asked. “What?” I replied. With a little laugh she said, "I think I understood all that. I really had my doubts about all this when Bruce first brought it up, but to find out that my parents are involved in it, as well as you and Linda, and just how nice everybody we’ve come in contact with so far, it all does seem normal."

I nodded my reply, and we were both silent for a few moments. I found myself scanning her beautiful body as we sat there. I felt my cock twitch. Karen noticed it twitch and began to giggle. Karen reached forward and took my cock in her hand, and as my cock began to respond to her touch she leaned forward and took it into her mouth.

She sucked and stroked my cock until she had it hard and glistening. She then straddled me, positioned my cock, and slowly embedded herself on my cock. As I leaned back, she placed her hands on my shoulders and started slowly rotating her hips slowly fucking herself with my cock as I sat motionless. As she was moving on top of me, I slowly caressed her body and massaged her breast.

We were engaged in a slow, pleasurable act, rather than a fast, hard, lust filled act. As she pleasured herself on my cock, I enjoyed the wet, slick feel of her pussy with my cock and her lush body with my hands. We were both lost in our own pleasure as we enjoyed each others body. Neither was focused on an orgasm but rather the prolong pleasure we were enjoying from each other.

After several minutes of this, Linda surprised us when she flopped down beside me. She smiled as she wrapped her arm around mine and rested her head on my shoulder as she watched Karen on top of me. “You having fun Hon?” I asked. She nodded her head, "Yeah, but I’m starting to get a little tired though."

Just then Trish sat down on the other side of me, “What ya doing Sis?” she asked with a smile. Karen just looked at her sister and just smiled as she continued to roll her hips.

Then Bruce walked up behind Karen, he brushed her hair off her neck and kissed her cheek. "Having fun Hon?" he asked. Karen smiled as she gave him the 'you didn’t really just ask me that did you?' look. Instead of saying what I knew she was thinking she just smiled at him. He told her he was tired and was thinking about going to their room.

Karen leaned forward and gave me a friendly little peck of a kiss. "I’m sorry, but I think we are going to have to finish this another time, if you don’t mind" she said. I replied, "That’s fine, you two get some sleep. I’m sure we’ll have a chance to finish this tomorrow. "

Karen slowly lifted herself off my cock as she held onto Bruce for balance as she stood-up. They both wished us a goodnight and walked out of the room. As they disappeared from the den Trish reached out and gently ran her fingers over my wet cock. She smiled at Linda, “Do you think we should all go back to your room and finish what my sister started?” Linda replied, "That’s just what I was thinking!"

As we walked toward the entrance, with Linda and Trish on either side of me, and my arm around each of their waists, we noticed John and Vivian standing by the bar. Trish mentioned that she wanted to say goodnight to her parents. As we walked toward the bar, my semi-hard cock was swaying in front of me.

Vivian saw us approaching and smiled at us as she glanced at my cock. When we reached the bar, Vivian arched her eyebrows and asked, “What mischief are you kids up to?” Trish smiled at her mother as she told her, “Oh, a little of this and a little of that.”

Vivian burst out laughing and as she pointed to both Trish and Linda said, “It looks like DB is planning on a little of this and a little of that.” Trish replied, "Would you like to join us?" Vivian smiled, "As tempting as that sounds, you know your father is still uneasy about playing when you and your sister are in the mix." Trish threw her arms around her father’s neck and held her naked body against his. “Daddy, why don’t you and Mom, join us it will be fun!”

John was unsuccessfully trying to remove himself from his daughter grasp. “Trish stop that, it’s just not right.” Trish refused to be detoured, and started brushing her bare breast over her father’s chest, "Come on Daddy, don’t you love me?" He replied, "Yes, I love you Trish. but not in that way. I’m your father, now stop that.”

Trish was giggling as she reluctantly released her grip around her father’s neck. As Trish was standing in front of John, she reached out and took his now hard cock in her hand, “Daddy, it looks like you’re saying one thing and your cock is saying something else, are you sure you and Mom don’t want to join us?” He replied, "Yes, I’m sure Trish." Vivian stepped to the aid of her husband, "Trish, leave your father alone Hon. You three go have fun and we will see you all in the morning."

After bidding her parents goodnight the three of us proceeded to the guesthouse. As we were walking through the yard toward the guesthouse, I smiled at Trish and told her, “You’re so bad, teasing your father like that.” Trish smiled at me, “I wasn’t teasing him, I intend to fuck him, it’s just a matter of when not if.”

TO BE CONTINUED A VERY SPECIAL BIRTHDAY PARTY – PART II