Chapter 12
The block party
CHRIS'S STORY
Toward the end of that summer things came to head with Nicole, my girlfriend. Everything was falling into place for me sexually. I was having great sex with my family and the neighbors and also with Nicole. And all the sex I was having with everyone else made the sex with Nicole so much better. I learned so much that summer, and she got the benefit of it all. Of course, Nicole didn't know anything about the others. Until she found the panties that is.
We were fooling around in my bedroom on afternoon. Nothing serious, or at least it hadn't gotten serious as we were just starting, when she found a pair of used panties wadded up in the sheets on my bed. I'm not even sure whose they were, probably Emily's. But Nicole sure as hell knew that they weren't hers. I didn't know what to say, and she ended up storming out of the house crying.
You might think that it really didn't matter, but I love Nicole. I didn't want to break up with her. And while all the sex with family and the neighbors was great, it wasn't the same as having a girlfriend. Not only is there something more intimate when it's that one special person, but you do lots of stuff with girlfriends that I couldn't do with my family. I mean I could bring my Mom to hang out with my other friends and their girlfriends.
So I had a talk with Mom about what to do, and we hit upon a plan. Actually, it wasn't much of a plan; it was just telling the truth, or part of the truth at least. Mom suggested that if I really wanted to keep her that I tell Nicole that I had been sleeping with Emily, and that they were her panties. Nicole would probably be squicked out by my having sex with my sister, but if I lied and said it was somebody else and I was really sorry and she took me back, she was bound to find out eventually, and that would mean an end to the relationship anyway. But there was a chance that she wouldn't be squicked out. She might not see Emily as a threat like another girl would be. So just maybe she would get used to the idea. It might mean giving up on the family sex and becoming monogamous, but I was ready to pay that price if I had to. I really love her.
But I wouldn't tell her about anyone else. At least not at first. That way if she freaked out and told everyone, the damage would be limited. Besides, Emily and I could always deny it. If Nicole blabbed, we could just say she was trying to hurt me by making up terrible rumors because I had cheated on her. Of course I checked with Emily first and made sure she was cool about me outing her to Nicole, which she was.
And Emily also said, "Chris, don't be surprised if Nicole is okay with all of this. She really loves you, and with a little time and understanding I'll bet she'll come around and accept it. You'd be surprised what women will do to keep a man they love."
It was one of the smartest things Emily had ever said. My little sister had grown up.
So I ended up telling Nicole.
NICOLE'S STORY
I didn't return Chris's phone calls or texts for the next couple days. But he was persistent, not stalkery or anything weird like that, but he sent me a message a couple of times a day saying he just wanted to talk. I was really upset. And I think it was in realizing how upset and betrayed I felt that I realized how much I loved him. Before we even talked I had decided I'd take him back. He was a guy. Guys are dogs. I couldn't punish him too much for what he was, or really I couldn't punish myself for what he was. Not that there wouldn't have to be some major sucking up, favors, and ass-kissing on his part, of course.
So he came over to my house to talk.
I said I didn't want to know who it was—I figured that would just fuel my jealousy and make things worse—but I wanted to know if it was a one-time or ongoing thing and whether or not he loved her. He said it was an ongoing thing, but he didn't love her, at least not like he loved me. I said that I thought we could work through it.
But then he said that he had to tell me who it was. He wanted to be completely honest and if I knew who it was, I might have a very different opinion. And that even if he stopped having sex with her, which he was willing to do, he couldn't just completely dump her. So I needed to know. I had no idea what the hell he was talking about. Of course he could dump whoever he was sleeping with.
But then he said it was Emily.
I couldn't process it at first. His sister? They both seemed so normal, not hillbillies or perverts. He wasn't the type of guy who had sex with his sister. But it was weird. I wasn't jealous. Confused, yes, but not jealous. I told him that I needed to think about it. This was something I hadn't expected.
That night I had a lot of thinking to do. I really loved Chris, and knew he wasn't sick or perverted. Strangely, I really wasn't jealous at all about Emily. Once I found out it was her, the jealousy just went away. I guess in my gut I knew that what he and Emily had was nothing at all like what he and I had. He couldn't replace me with her. It was weird, if it had been some other girl he was sleeping with, it would have been worse. I'd already decided that I was okay with Chris and his sister; I just didn't realize it yet. It would take some time to get used to the idea was all.
That night I just lay in bed. All I could think about was Chris and Emily. Then I started getting that familiar, warm, gnawing feeling in my gut. I was getting horny. I could feel my pussy start to get wet. All from just thinking about Chris and his sister together. I tried to think about something else, but the images kept coming back. And I kept getting hornier. Finally I gave up and my hand went down to rub my clit, all the while thinking about Chris and Emily. I exploded in the biggest orgasm I'd ever had masturbating.
I called Chris up the next day and said I wanted to come over and talk, and he said to come right over. I didn't let on what I'd decided, which was kind of cruel of me, I guess. But he had to pay somehow for keeping secrets from me. And besides, I wanted to tell him in person.
We went to his room, closed the door, and I just flat out told him that I was okay with sleeping with his sister. He was so happy. I think he was convinced I was going to dump him.
We started kissing, of course, and one thing led to another. We quickly stripped and just fell naked into each other's arms. We continued to kiss, and I could feel his cock growing hard against my leg. I reached down and gave it a few strokes, and then Chris broke our kiss and moved down to suck on my nipples. But he didn't stay there long, and he kept moving down until he was licking me, eating me out. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed.
Then the strangest thing happened. Images of Chris fucking his sister started flashing through my brain again. Normally, when if I fantasize when I'm with Chris, it's about Chris or, I confess, some other hot guy fucking me. But mostly I just think about what's being done to me right then and there. That's usually way cooler than anything I can imagine. But this was really hot. Like last night, I couldn't believe how much it was turning me on, and I just couldn't get it out of my head.
Chris is a good pussy eater, and he'd been getting better and better over that summer. Then I realized it was all the practice he'd been having with his sister. And the thought that I was benefiting from his fucking his sister got me even hotter. But good as he is, I needed him inside me.
I grabbed his head and pulled him up to me. I kissed him hard and said, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard." I knew he would be ready. Eating pussy always gets him hard without any extra encouragement needed.
Normally Chris is pretty gentle at first. If we want it hard, he works up to it. But that afternoon he just plunged into me. He held me down by my upper arms and just pounded away. All I could think about was Chris doing that same hard fucking to his sister. I came hard. The best orgasm ever. And then again. And again. And again.
I'd never been multi-orgasmic. All the girls at school talk about multiple orgasms, but before this it didn't happen with me. Once or twice, Chris has given me two in short order, but never more than that. Mostly it's just one, and then I'm done for a while. But this time it was four, and I think there would have been a fifth if Chris hadn't cum too and gone soft.
We were laying there, when a knock came on the door. Chris just said, "Come in," without a thought. We were lying there naked and who knew who was on the other side of the door. It was Emily.
"Hey guys," she said as she plopped down on the bed, laying on the other side of Chris. "I just wanted to check that you two were okay. I can see that you are."
I was mortified. Yes, he'd been fucking her, but I was still getting used to the idea, and having his sister lying next to the two of us, who were naked, and chatting was a lot to get used to. Besides, she had left the door wide open. What if Chris's mom walked by. I'm sure she knew Chris and I had sex, but knowing it and seeing us lying in bed naked, with his sister no less, even if she was wearing clothes, would be a whole nother thing.
"I just wanted to apologize to you, Nicole," Emily continued. "I never meant to come between you and Chris. I hope you know that. I was so upset when I found out I might be the cause of you two breaking up."
"It's okay, Emily," I said. "And just so you know, I've told Chris that if you two want to continue what you've been doing, I'm cool with it."
"Really! That's so cool! Maybe the three of us could play around sometime. She reached over and grabbed Chris's cock. "We could do it now. From the noise you two were making, you two went at it pretty hard. It'll take some work to get him back into form, but Chris is usually up for seconds."
I didn't have time to process that Emily was suggesting a threesome when Mrs. Johansson walked in. She had a laundry basket under her arm.
"Hi, Nicole," she said matter-of-factly. "Chris, I was going to wash some sheets, but since it looks like yours will need washing too I'll just leave all these in the laundry room. When you're done, just throw all the sheets into the washer. I'll put them in the dryer when I get back from the store." And with that, she walked out.
Hadn't she noticed Emily in the bed with us with her hand around her brother's cock. Yes, Emily was clothed, but we weren't. And she still had her hand around Chris's cock now that their mom had left. She had even started stroking it.
"There's some more I need to tell you about our family," Chris said.
Then he and Emily told me everything. Not only were they sleeping together, but they were sleeping with their mom, their dad, and their stepmom. And they were swinging with some of the neighbors. He'd even had sex with guys. I was in a daze again. I'm not sure what was confusing me more, the confessions of incest and swinging, or the fact that Emily was matter-of-factly stroking Chris's cock the whole time they were talking. It was weird, but the stroking exerted a calming influence on me. I just watched her hand move slowing back and forth as I listened. The measured rhythm kept me grounded.
Chris apologized for not telling me everything up front, but he said he didn't think I could take it all at once. And there were privacy issues for other people, if I freaked out and told everyone. And he was right. I don't think I would have accepted it if he'd dropped all those bombs at once. I totally would've freaked out and probably told the whole world.
They paused.
"Is there anything else you haven't told me? You haven't made snuff films or anything like that?"
"No," he smiled at my lame attempt to defuse the tension. "You know everything now."
"And you've had sex with guys?"
"Yes. Does that bother you?"
"You're not gay and going to leave for some guy three months from now, are you?"
"No, I'm not really into guys. I guess I'm sort of bi since I've done it, but I'm attracted to women."
"And you were serious about wanting me to join in the group sex?"
"Yes, I want to share it with you. Do you think you'd want to?"
"I don't know. I'll have to think about that," I lied. I could feel my pussy start to lubricate again at the thought. I already knew that I would join in. "But I'm okay with you doing it, I guess."
"Look," said Emily, who had been stroking Chris all this while. "Poor Chris has been so hard now, for so long. He must be really suffering. Do you want to get him off? Or do you want to watch me do it?"
My pussy contracted in a mini-orgasm as she said the part about watching.
"I'd like to see you go down on your brother," I blurted out.
Emily grinned and did just that.
I watched the blonde swallow all of her brother's cock in one gulp, and bob her head up and down. I curled up in Chris's arm and just enjoyed the show. It didn't take long for Chris to cum, and Emily caught it all in her mouth, even ensuring that the few drops that remained at the end of his penis were scooped up with her tongue.
Then she really surprised me. She leaned forward and gave me a kiss. As her tongue parted my lips, I could taste Chris's salty cum as she transferred it to my mouth. She hadn't swallowed any of it, saving it all for me.
Finally, Emily broke the kiss and said, "Thanks, Nicole. I'll leave you two alone, now."
Wow! I was drained. But quivering with anticipation. The last few days had been an emotional roller coaster, with revelation after revelation. And it was topped off my first kiss with a girl, in which she slipped me a load of her brother's cum. I couldn't do anything except lay in Chris's arms.
After a few minutes we got up, got up, and wandered downstairs, after Chris put the sheets in the washer, of course. We plopped down in front of the TV. Emily joined us, but sat in another chair. This was so weird. Weird because it was normal. I was just hanging out watching TV with my boyfriend and his sister, while fifteen minutes ago I had been watching her suck him off and then exchanged a cum kiss with her.
Mrs. Johansson came back, and I started feeling a little uncomfortable with the fact that she knew that I knew. I decided to go home, but stopped in the bathroom first. As I came out, Chris's mom was outside the door.
"Nicole, I want to talk with you for a moment."
"Yes, Mrs. J.?"
"Please, call me Jennifer. Chris has told you everything?
"Yes, and I'm okay with it.
"Good. And he's invited you to join us?"
"Yes, I'm still thinking about that part," I said, still keeping up the coy pretense.
"Good. Take your time. There is no pressure and you don't have to do anything you don't want to. I just want you to know that."
"Thanks, I appreciate that."
"Although I, for one, would really like you to join us." And she leaned in to me and gave me a kiss. Not a motherly kiss, but a passionate one. I couldn't help but kiss her back. What was happening to me?
Now I knew I wanted to do this group/family sex thing with Chris. It was no longer because I wanted to keep him as my boyfriend, but I wanted to do it myself. Just the thought of it turned me on. But I was afraid. Face it, sex in front of other people is a pretty daunting idea. I guess you get used to it, but the first time is downright scary.
I didn't go back to the Johansson's house that week. I couldn't trust myself with Emily and Mrs. J. And I didn't want to do anything until I knew I was ready. Chris came over every day and we fucked. And when he wasn't around, I was pretty much masturbating all the time. I was in a constant state of horniness. Finally, I knew that I just had to go for it. So I told Chris.
We talked about whether I wanted to start with a threesome with Emily, or include other family members in my first time. Then Chris happened to mention that the neighbors were throwing a big party that Friday, an orgy really, and there would be like a dozen people there. Instantly, I knew that was what I wanted. I needed to jump in with both feet. Chris wasn't sure if it was cool to invite me, though. He'd have to ask.
I was on pins and needles all that next night. Finally Chris called me back the next afternoon and said we were on for Friday. His mother had talked to the neighbor and vouched for me. He didn't put it in quite those words, but I figured that was what happened. His whole family would be there, including his dad and stepmom, plus the Giamattis, the next-door neighbors were throwing the party, and a couple from down the street. I was a nervous wreck for the rest of the week, in a constant state of horny excitement mixed with sheer terror.
Finally, Friday evening rolled around and at 7 pm I headed over to Chris's house. He was the only one there. His mother and sister had already gone next door to help Lisa, that was the woman throwing the party, to help her set up. Chris stayed behind to wait for me. We had about twenty minutes before we had to walk next door, and I was a wreck. I was shaking. I mean visibly shaking.
Chris sat me down and said, "We don't have to do this you know. If you're not ready..."
"Don't you dare bail on me now, Christopher Johannson!" I shocked myself with the outburst. "I'm sorry, Chris. I really, really want to do this. I need to do this. I'm just scared."
Chris got me a drink, a glass of wine. He said it would take the edge off. One or two glasses would be good, but that I shouldn't drink too much. Just enough to loosen up. The wine helped. At least I stopped shaking.
We finally walked next door, going out the back by the pool and coming through the neighbor's backyard. Mrs. J. and Emily were there of course. And Lisa came up and greeted me. She was a stunning woman, tall, blond, and a figure to die for. She could have been a porn star, except she dressed better. Lisa introduced me to everyone that was there. Her kids, Rachel and Matt, and her husband James, who was really good-looking older guy. A week ago, I would have been jealous of Rachel, considering her competition. But I was more confident now. With all this effort Chris was putting into bringing me into this part of his life, I knew that I was the one he wanted most of all. Matt looked like a younger version of his father. I remember thinking that if I hadn't been with Chris, I might have been interested, and then realizing that of course I could have them both. There was also the couple from down the street, Josh and Amanda Taylor. They were in their late twenties, younger than James, Lisa, and Jennifer, but older than us "kids," who were all eighteen or nineteen.
Chris's dad and stepmom arrived a few minutes after we did. That made twelve of us in all.
Chris got me another drink, to make sure I was properly loosened up. But it seemed at first like a pretty normal party. People standing around drinking and talking. Just like a bunch of neighbors gathered for cocktails. But then around eight, Lisa rapped a spoon against her wine glass and got everyone's attention.
"I think we should start making our way upstairs to the playroom," said Lisa.
Chris took me by the hand and said, "you're going to like this." And he led me upstairs to what Lisa had referred to as the playroom. It was a double-sized bedroom, but instead of a bed there was a big sunken pit in the middle. Cushions lined the floor and sides of the pit. It was a room designed for group fucking.
After everyone had trooped upstairs and stood around the room, Lisa clinked her glass again.
"Because one of the awkward things about these gatherings is getting started, I've got an icebreaking activity for us all. And we've got a few new people here tonight, that's Jason, Laura, and Nicole." Suddenly I felt better, knowing that Chris's dad and stepmom were relatively new to all this too and I wasn't the only one. "In this bowl," Lisa continued, holding up a bowl, "are slips of paper with everyone's name. I'll go around the room and ask people to draw out one name, and that will be your first partner for the evening. If you draw your own name or the name of someone who has already been picked, then you draw again. Now the rules are these.
You and your partner are to undress each other, then you get to know each other better. What you do to get to know each other better is completely up to you two, and completely voluntary. Remember, you never have to do anything you don't want to. Everyone here is very understanding and no one will take offense if you choose not to something with them. You stay with your partner for half an hour, until 8:30, and then you are free to do anything you want with anyone else who is willing. Then at the end of the evening, when you're all fucked out," this got a laugh from everyone," you get together with the partner you came with and spend some quality time with your lover. Just so you're clear, Laura and Jason you end the evening together, and Chris and Nicole, you two end up together."
Lisa walked over to Laura and held out the bowl to her. Laura drew out a name.
"It's Josh," said Laura, holding up the slip of paper.
"Oh girl, you don't know how lucky you are," said Lisa.
I looked over at Amanda and Josh, and saw Amanda grab Josh, give him a passionate kiss, turned him around, and then give him a push across the room toward Laura. Amanda was laughing. It was weird. She was sending her husband off to fuck another woman, and she was happy.
Suddenly, I got a chill. Who would draw my name? I didn't know most of these people. I barely knew Chris's dad and stepmom. I really only knew Chris, Emily, and Mrs. J. I was terrified.
"Amanda, because your husband got picked, you're next," said Lisa.
Amanda hurried over to Lisa and drew out a slip.
"Matt."
"You two haven't been together yet, have you?" asked Lisa. Amanda shook her head no. "Well, what my son lacks in experience, he makes up for in enthusiasm. Well, I guess Emily is the closest thing to a spouse for Matt, so she draws next."
After drawing her own name and then Laura's, Emily finally picked James, Lisa's husband. Lisa drew next, and got Chris. Chris kissed me as Lisa walked over.
"Don't worry," he whispered to me. "You know I love you."
"You pick next, Nicole," said Lisa
I drew out a slip, it was Jennifer. A wave containing both relief and new terror washed over me. It wasn't a stranger, but it was a woman. I'd never even had a thought about being with another woman. And this was my boyfriend's mother.
"Okay, that means the final pair are Jason and Rachel," announced Lisa. "Okay everyone, let the games begin."
Jennifer, came up to me.
"Are you ready for this?"
"It's all I can do to keep my knees from shaking."
"Don't worry. We can just watch if you want. No one will mind if you sit out until you're ready. Remember, you don't need to do anything you don't want to. Does that sound good to you?"
I nodded yes.
"Okay, but I think we ought to get out of these clothes. Can you unzip me?"
Jennifer turned her back so the zipper was facing me. I unzipped.
"Now, I'll do you," she said, leaning forward and reaching around with both hands to open the zipper on the back of my dress. Her breasts were right in my face for a moment. "Now, can I take these off your shoulders," she said, hooking her index fingers under the straps of my dress.
A meek "please" was all I could manage. And then the straps were off my shoulders and my dress slipped to the floor. I suddenly exposed, even though I was still wearing underwear, and moved to cover my breasts and crotch with my arms.
"Now how about me?" Jennifer asked.
I reached up and slipped the straps off her shoulders.
"I've got a little more up top than you do," she said. "This dress isn't going to fall down all by itself."
I tugged a little on the dress, pulling it forward and off her breasts so it could drop to the floor like mine did.
"Why don't we do our bras at the same time," she said, again leaning forward and undoing the clasp of my bra, while I undid hers.
I pulled her bra off her as she did the same to me. We both dropped our arms let the bras fall to the floor as well. I looked at her breasts, large with big brown areolas and nipples the size of pencil erasers. They were much more impressive than mine.
"Oh, your breasts are lovely. So milky white and firm. Do you mind?" Jennifer said holding out her hands to touch them.
"Okay."
She ran the back of her fingers along the underside of my breasts.
"Oh, yes lovely. It's great to be young. Now only one thing left." She dropped to her knees in front of me.
I suddenly felt exposed. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and looked around. Other couples were kissing in various stages of undress. Amanda and Lisa's son Matt were completely naked and already in a sixty-nine. Emily and Lisa's husband James were still fully clothed, but Emily had pulled his dick out of his fly and was giving him head. I looked at Chris. He had his shirt off and was sucking one of Lisa's breasts.
"Is it okay if I take these off too?" Lisa hooked her fingers into the sides of my panties and was looking up at me.
I nodded. She tugged down, and suddenly my panties were on the floor. I was naked.
Jennifer stood up and said, "Now you finish me up."
I dropped to my knees and pulled Jennifer's panties down to the floor, and she stepped out of them. For a moment I was face to face, so to speak, with her pussy. I was surprised that it was shaved, except for a small patch of neatly trimmed hair over her mons. She was already wet, I could smell the musk, and her lips were starting to engorge and open. I stood up, and I guess I must have had that terrified look on my face.
"Would you like to just watch for a little bit? Just to get used to the idea?"
I nodded.
"Okay, come down here," she said, kneeling and pulling me down.
We lay at the edge of the pit, resting on the cushions, where we could see all around the room. Jennifer put her arm around me, not in a sexy way, just for comfort.
I looked around for Chris. He was naked too and licking Lisa's pussy. It was strange and exciting watching him service another woman. Strange because I wasn't in the least bit jealous. Excited, because it was hot.
"Have you seen Josh yet?" Jennifer asked.
I turned to look at Josh and Laura. Chris's stepmom was sucking the largest dick I had ever seen. Well that's doesn't say much because before this night I'd only seen three. But it was the largest dick I could imagine. It was huge. Laura could barely get the head in her mouth.
"Would you like to try that?"
"I don't think it would fit," I responded.
"Oh, you'd be surprised how much you can stretch. Josh's cock can touch you in so many places all at once, I don't know how to describe it."
"I'd be too intimidated by that thing."
"Well, maybe not tonight. Josh's cock is advanced stuff. But if you get I chance, I'd recommend sucking on it for a little while. There will be plenty more nights like this one, and others that will be more private and intimate. I'm sure Amanda and Josh would love to have just you and Chris over for a foursome, or just for swapping."
I looked to see what Amanda was doing, and she and Matt were already fucking. She was on her hands and knees and Matt was penetrating her from behind.
"Matt might be more my speed," I suggested.
"Oh, he's delightful," Jennifer said, giving me a little squeeze. And if you'd like to, go for it. But you might want to try out Jason or James first. Don't be intimidated by the fact their older. They can break you into this lifestyle gently, especially James. He's the one that introduced me to it."
I looked over at James and he and Emily were both naked, but were just kissing. Or maybe not just. Emily was stroking his cock and I think James had a finger or two in Emily's pussy. He was definitely playing with it, but I couldn't see if he was penetrating."
"Now if you'd like to try a woman, that is if you'd rather not take your boyfriend's mother out for a spin, I'd recommend Rachel. While she enjoys men, she really has a thing for women, and she can lick pussy like no other. Even better than her mom, and that's saying a lot."
I looked over at Rachel who was sitting on Jason's face. She looked gorgeous, big round boobs with big nipples, which were hard as rocks. I could see that from there. I glanced over at Jennifer and she was looking at Rachel and Jason with a look of sheer lust on her face.
"Is that leer of yours for Rachel or for your ex?"
"Both sort of, but mostly for Rachel. I guess I ought to tell you, because you'll find out soon enough, but Rachel and are sort of a couple these days."
"I didn't know you were a lesbian."
"I guess I would say I'm bi. I still really like a man, but Rachel really does it for me too. And not just in bed. She's really a sweet girl. I don't know how long it's going to last, but I'm having fun. Don't you think I deserve that?"
"Of course you do." I put my arm around her and squeezed her back.
"Now it's almost 8:30. We can stay and keep talking, and then when you're ready, you can head off and explore. Or, if you'd like, we could fool around a bit to get you warmed up."
That was it. The moment of truth. I was so damn horny, but also so damned scared. I looked at Jennifer. She was smiling, very mom-like. A hot mom, to be sure, but mom-like. That thought got me even more excited. I realized then that if I chickened out with Jennifer, I'd chicken out with everyone else.
"I'd like to fool around a little, but I don't know how to start. I've never been with a woman before," I heard myself saying.
"That's okay. Let me take care of that." She leaned in and kissed me, like the other night at her house, but this time she crushed her body against mine. Her breasts were rubbing against mine. I could feel a trickle of my vaginal juices running down my leg. God, I wanted this so bad. I started kissing her back.
After a bit Jennifer broke the kiss and took one of my breasts in her mouth, flicking her tongue around the nipple before diving in and sucking. A shock and through me, and my pussy spasmed. It was like there was a wire connected between my nipple and my clit. I've had my tits sucked before; Chris loves to do it, and while it always felt good, it was never like this. I don't know if it was because it was a woman, or if I was so damn horny that I was just operating on a new level of excitement.
I felt Jennifer's hand cup my pussy as she continued to suck on my breasts. At first just light pressing her palm against my mons and her fingers against my outer lips. Then she started moving her middle finger, stimulating and opening my lips. God, it felt so good, and she wasn't even touching my clit. Then she slid her middle finger into my vagina and curled it up so she could touch my g-spot. I knew where the g-spot was supposed to be, but no one had ever touched me there. I hadn't even tried to do it while masturbating. Then Jennifer lifted her palm off my mons, allowing her thumb to flick back and forth across my clit. I started writhing in pleasure, and I wasn't even cumming yet.
Jennifer backed off a bit and kissed me again.
"My god girl, you're excited. You're about to burst."
"I know. It's never felt like this before," I panted.
"I know something that's a little slower on the buildup, and it'll pleasure us both. Spread your legs a little more."
I complied, and she wrapped both her legs around my right leg.
"Now do the same to me."
Which I did. Our pussies were inches away from each other, pressing against each other's thighs. Then Jennifer began to rock back and forth, rubbing her pussy against my thigh and kissing me. I got the idea and started doing the same. The tribbing was less intense than her fingers, but it felt good. And having our bodies crushed against each other while we kissed didn't suck either.
We did that for what must have been about five minutes, when the pleasure started to become more intense, and I could tell I was building to an orgasm. Then the dam burst as spasm after spasm hit me. It just kept going. I don't know how many orgasms I had, but it sure beat my record from earlier in the week.
When I finally came down, I was still in Jennifer's arms and our legs were still intertwined. I smiled at Jennifer.
"Did you cum too?" I asked.
"No, I wasn't as excited to start as you were."
"I want you to feel pleasure too."
"Oh my dear, don't worry about that. The night's early, and I plan to have several orgasms. You're not going to orgasm with every person you're with tonight. If you did, we'd be taking your to the hospital with a coronary. And I did have a lot of pleasure, I just didn't have an orgasm, not yet."
Then I noticed we weren't alone. Emily and James had joined us.
"Mom, if you don't mind, I'd like to eat your pussy," said Emily.
"Are you okay, Nicole?"
"Oh, I'm more than okay."
And with that, Jennifer spread her legs for her daughter. I watched as Emily just dove in, alternating between thrusting her tongue into her mother's pussy and lapping away at her clit. I felt a man's arms around me, as James gathered me into his embrace. We both watched the mother and daughter for a few moments. Then James started lightly kissing me on the shoulder. I turned and we started kissing for real. James's hand touched my pussy, and I jumped. I was still way too sensitive down there.
"Sorry," he said.
"That's okay. Just give me a few more minutes. But this kissing is just wonderful." I reached down and took his cock in my hand. It was semi-erect. I don't know if he had come with Emily earlier, but if he had, he was almost ready for round two. I stroked him to hardness as we kissed.
I thought about giving him some head, but being in his embrace was just too nice and I didn't want to give it up. I shifted so my pussy could rub against his cock. No shock. I was ready for round two. So I just slipped it in me, and James started stroking in and out. We just stared into each other's eyes as we slowly fucked. It was intense. After a few minutes, James picked up the pace and we worked ourselves up into quite a rhythm. I came first, not nearly as intense as the first time with Jennifer, but quite satisfying. And James spurted a minute or so after I came.
Then Lisa was next to us.
"If you don't mind, I like to suck my husband's cum out of the pussy of a woman he's just fucked. It's a little kink of mine. Can I?
I smiled and spread my legs. Lisa dove in and I experienced a woman eating my pussy for the first time. It wasn't much different than a man, except no razor stubble. Then I remembered what Emily had done to me the other day, so I grabbed Lisa's head and pulled her up to me, kissing her, thrusting my tongue into her mouth to scoop out James's cum. Lisa scooped right back and we went on exchanging cum kisses and basically making a mess of our faces. I started giggling, and Lisa did too.
I was thirsty, and I decided I needed a break. There was a bar in one corner of the room where water, iced tea, wine, and some liquor were set out. I went for the water. Josh was sitting nearby, also with a glass of water in his hand, so I sat next to him and leaned my head against his shoulder.
"Taking a break?" I said.
"Yup. You just can't do this continually. You having fun?"
"Oh yeah."
I sneaked a look down at his cock. It was soft, but it was still huge. Then I looked around at what everyone else was doing. Jennifer had donned a strap-on and was fucking her daughter doggie style. Lisa and James were taking a break like Josh and I were, only they were talking and kissing, not paying attention to the others. Josh was watching his wife Amanda being fucked in the ass by Chris's dad. Josh had a big smile on his face watching that. That surprised me. Anal was something I hadn't thought of. Not tonight for me, I instantly decided. I didn't want my first assfucking to be at an orgy. I'd save that for Chris some night when we were alone. Rachel and Laura, Chris's stepmom, were locked in a sixty-nine. And right next to them was something that made my jaw drop. Chris was giving head to Matt.
Chris had said he'd had sex with other guys. But hearing it and watching it are too different things. I felt that familiar pussy spasm again, and more juice ran down my leg. I started to move my hand down to rub my clit, then I got a better idea, and although I wasn't sure of the etiquette, I took Josh's hand and placed it on my pussy. Josh got the hint and started rubbing, first the lips, and then feeling how wet I was, started massaging my clit. I reached down and grabbed that massive cock and started stroking. We just sat there, my head in his chest, drinking water, diddling each other, and watching our significant others have sex with someone else.
Over in the pit people were starting to switch up. James joined Chris and Matt, and after a bit of kissing, he started to fuck his son. Rachel came over, dropped on all fours in front of Chris and he started fucking her. So Chris and James were both fucking James's kids. Jennifer and her ex-husband were in missionary, and Lisa, Amanda, Laura, and Emily had formed a daisy chain in the middle of the pit.
That left me and Josh. I had sat down mainly to get a better look at that cock of his. Curiosity really. But now I was kind of stuck. I knew I wasn't obligated to do anything, but I figured what the hell. Josh had probably had lots of women who had trouble taking him inside. If worst came to worst, I surely wouldn't be the first.
"Would you like me to go down on you?" I asked.
"I couldn't think of anything nicer."
So I got between his legs and tried to get that massive member in my mouth. I did better than I thought I would. I could get the whole head in and maybe another inch. It wasn't bad at all. It was so thick that I couldn't get it deep enough for the gag reflex to kick in. And I had played trumpet in high school marching band, so breathing through my nose while my mouth was occupied was not problem at all. But I found it was much better not to try to suck, but rather to run my mouth and tongue along the shaft. Josh hmmmed appreciatively when I did that. I also pushed his cock against his stomach and went to work on his balls for a while. They were kind of sweaty and covered with God knows whose dried juices, but it wasn't as bad as I'd feared it would be. One of my apprehensions had been fears of sticky, bodily substances everywhere. And while there were sticky, bodily substances everywhere it wasn't gross. It was just human and sexy.
I had gotten Josh hard and then some, and that familiar spasm hit me again.
"Would you fuck me?" I asked him.
"You don't need to ask," he said smiling.
"Just go slow. I've never had anything nearly this big."
"Don't worry. I've had a lot of experience at this."
And with that he picked me up and laid me down on the floor of the pit, near where Amanda was eating out Emily in the daisy chain. Amanda stopped her licking for a moment, reached out and squeezed my hand, giving me a smile and permission to fuck her husband. Then I felt the head of Josh's cock rub against my pussy lips. Of course, I had been wet for hours now and been fucked once—or was it twice? I couldn't remember. And did Jennifer count as a fucking? I'd had multiple orgasms in any case—so I was ready for it and my lips easily opened up and surrounded the tip of his cock. Then he pushed forward. Not hard, not fast, just a little pressure. The head easily slipped past my labia, and started poking into my vagina. That's where it was a bit tight, but to my surprise my vaginal walls expanded nicely to accommodate it. It didn't hurt at all, which was what I had expected. But he did fill me like no one ever had before. Before I knew it, the head of his cock banged against my cervix. That did hurt, but just a little. I must have grunted or grimaced, because Josh immediately withdrew about half an inch. I looked down and I had all but about two inches of that monster inside me. I couldn't believe it.
Then Josh began slowly thrusting back and forth. My God! That was amazing! I usually have to use my hand to rub my clit when Chris is fucking me, but Josh was so damn big that he touched everything all at once. Jesus, did that feel good!
Josh picked up the pace, and I started thrusting back to match his movements. I came once, but Josh didn't stop, and after a minute I was through that orgasm and working my way up to the next. I guess I was nearly fucked out for the evening, because it was a long time coming. Josh too, seemed in no hurry to cum. So we just pounded away.
Then Josh suggested I flip over and that we do it doggie style. He said he could probably get the extra two inches in that way. I was happy to oblige, and he pulled out and I got on my hands and knees. My face was inches away from Emily's pussy. I guess she had cum, because Amanda was no longer at work at her, but Amanda just looked into my eyes while her husband fucked me. It was weird and sexy at the same time. A couple that was so confident in each other that they could freely give themselves over to other people. I hoped Chris and I were like that, and I think I knew that we were.
Josh was right. He could get all of him into me. I could feel his hips slam into mine with each thrust. Emily moved over a few inches so her pussy was right in my face. I'd never eaten a pussy before, but I figured what the hell. It was night of firsts. I tried, but Josh's slamming, and we had really built up a head of steam at this point, made it impossible to get in all but a few licks here and there. Eating pussy in earnest would probably have to wait for another night. But Emily's musky odor and the proximity of her sex set me off. Two orgasms, one right after the other. And with the second, Josh groaned and came.
Amanda came up behind me and started licking my pussy, mopping up all of Josh's cum that she could reach. Emily cuddled me.
"I can't believe you took all of Josh like that," she said. "I can only get about half in."
By this point everybody was pretty much fucked out. Amanda turned to Josh and they started kissing. I looked around. Matt was holding Emily in his lap, who was holding me. Rachel and Jennifer were lying together kissing. James and Lisa were in each other's arms. They had been watching Josh and me. Jason and Laura were slowly fucking each other, paying attention to no one else. Chris was sprawled out on the other side of the pit. A big grin on his face.
I crawled over to him, too tired to stand and walk, and curled up into his arms.
"I had no idea that sex could be like this," I said. "So open and giving, and so loving at the same time. I'm too tired right now to actually do it, but believe me when I say that I want to fuck you so badly. You're in for a treat in about twelve hours."
"I can't wait," he said.
[This is the last installment of this series. I don't have any plans to continue it at the moment. Which is not to say that I might eventually come back to it in the future if the urge strikes me and I have an intriguing story idea. I do have other stories that I'm working on, and you should be seeing these in coming days, weeks, and months.
And I'd like to thank all those who've commented on the series, both publicly and privately in email to me. Not only is it nice to be appreciated, but you've given me some story ideas.]
CHRIS'S STORY
Toward the end of that summer things came to head with Nicole, my girlfriend. Everything was falling into place for me sexually. I was having great sex with my family and the neighbors and also with Nicole. And all the sex I was having with everyone else made the sex with Nicole so much better. I learned so much that summer, and she got the benefit of it all. Of course, Nicole didn't know anything about the others. Until she found the panties that is.
We were fooling around in my bedroom on afternoon. Nothing serious, or at least it hadn't gotten serious as we were just starting, when she found a pair of used panties wadded up in the sheets on my bed. I'm not even sure whose they were, probably Emily's. But Nicole sure as hell knew that they weren't hers. I didn't know what to say, and she ended up storming out of the house crying.
You might think that it really didn't matter, but I love Nicole. I didn't want to break up with her. And while all the sex with family and the neighbors was great, it wasn't the same as having a girlfriend. Not only is there something more intimate when it's that one special person, but you do lots of stuff with girlfriends that I couldn't do with my family. I mean I could bring my Mom to hang out with my other friends and their girlfriends.
So I had a talk with Mom about what to do, and we hit upon a plan. Actually, it wasn't much of a plan; it was just telling the truth, or part of the truth at least. Mom suggested that if I really wanted to keep her that I tell Nicole that I had been sleeping with Emily, and that they were her panties. Nicole would probably be squicked out by my having sex with my sister, but if I lied and said it was somebody else and I was really sorry and she took me back, she was bound to find out eventually, and that would mean an end to the relationship anyway. But there was a chance that she wouldn't be squicked out. She might not see Emily as a threat like another girl would be. So just maybe she would get used to the idea. It might mean giving up on the family sex and becoming monogamous, but I was ready to pay that price if I had to. I really love her.
But I wouldn't tell her about anyone else. At least not at first. That way if she freaked out and told everyone, the damage would be limited. Besides, Emily and I could always deny it. If Nicole blabbed, we could just say she was trying to hurt me by making up terrible rumors because I had cheated on her. Of course I checked with Emily first and made sure she was cool about me outing her to Nicole, which she was.
And Emily also said, "Chris, don't be surprised if Nicole is okay with all of this. She really loves you, and with a little time and understanding I'll bet she'll come around and accept it. You'd be surprised what women will do to keep a man they love."
It was one of the smartest things Emily had ever said. My little sister had grown up.
So I ended up telling Nicole.
NICOLE'S STORY
I didn't return Chris's phone calls or texts for the next couple days. But he was persistent, not stalkery or anything weird like that, but he sent me a message a couple of times a day saying he just wanted to talk. I was really upset. And I think it was in realizing how upset and betrayed I felt that I realized how much I loved him. Before we even talked I had decided I'd take him back. He was a guy. Guys are dogs. I couldn't punish him too much for what he was, or really I couldn't punish myself for what he was. Not that there wouldn't have to be some major sucking up, favors, and ass-kissing on his part, of course.
So he came over to my house to talk.
I said I didn't want to know who it was—I figured that would just fuel my jealousy and make things worse—but I wanted to know if it was a one-time or ongoing thing and whether or not he loved her. He said it was an ongoing thing, but he didn't love her, at least not like he loved me. I said that I thought we could work through it.
But then he said that he had to tell me who it was. He wanted to be completely honest and if I knew who it was, I might have a very different opinion. And that even if he stopped having sex with her, which he was willing to do, he couldn't just completely dump her. So I needed to know. I had no idea what the hell he was talking about. Of course he could dump whoever he was sleeping with.
But then he said it was Emily.
I couldn't process it at first. His sister? They both seemed so normal, not hillbillies or perverts. He wasn't the type of guy who had sex with his sister. But it was weird. I wasn't jealous. Confused, yes, but not jealous. I told him that I needed to think about it. This was something I hadn't expected.
That night I had a lot of thinking to do. I really loved Chris, and knew he wasn't sick or perverted. Strangely, I really wasn't jealous at all about Emily. Once I found out it was her, the jealousy just went away. I guess in my gut I knew that what he and Emily had was nothing at all like what he and I had. He couldn't replace me with her. It was weird, if it had been some other girl he was sleeping with, it would have been worse. I'd already decided that I was okay with Chris and his sister; I just didn't realize it yet. It would take some time to get used to the idea was all.
That night I just lay in bed. All I could think about was Chris and Emily. Then I started getting that familiar, warm, gnawing feeling in my gut. I was getting horny. I could feel my pussy start to get wet. All from just thinking about Chris and his sister together. I tried to think about something else, but the images kept coming back. And I kept getting hornier. Finally I gave up and my hand went down to rub my clit, all the while thinking about Chris and Emily. I exploded in the biggest orgasm I'd ever had masturbating.
I called Chris up the next day and said I wanted to come over and talk, and he said to come right over. I didn't let on what I'd decided, which was kind of cruel of me, I guess. But he had to pay somehow for keeping secrets from me. And besides, I wanted to tell him in person.
We went to his room, closed the door, and I just flat out told him that I was okay with sleeping with his sister. He was so happy. I think he was convinced I was going to dump him.
We started kissing, of course, and one thing led to another. We quickly stripped and just fell naked into each other's arms. We continued to kiss, and I could feel his cock growing hard against my leg. I reached down and gave it a few strokes, and then Chris broke our kiss and moved down to suck on my nipples. But he didn't stay there long, and he kept moving down until he was licking me, eating me out. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed.
Then the strangest thing happened. Images of Chris fucking his sister started flashing through my brain again. Normally, when if I fantasize when I'm with Chris, it's about Chris or, I confess, some other hot guy fucking me. But mostly I just think about what's being done to me right then and there. That's usually way cooler than anything I can imagine. But this was really hot. Like last night, I couldn't believe how much it was turning me on, and I just couldn't get it out of my head.
Chris is a good pussy eater, and he'd been getting better and better over that summer. Then I realized it was all the practice he'd been having with his sister. And the thought that I was benefiting from his fucking his sister got me even hotter. But good as he is, I needed him inside me.
I grabbed his head and pulled him up to me. I kissed him hard and said, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard." I knew he would be ready. Eating pussy always gets him hard without any extra encouragement needed.
Normally Chris is pretty gentle at first. If we want it hard, he works up to it. But that afternoon he just plunged into me. He held me down by my upper arms and just pounded away. All I could think about was Chris doing that same hard fucking to his sister. I came hard. The best orgasm ever. And then again. And again. And again.
I'd never been multi-orgasmic. All the girls at school talk about multiple orgasms, but before this it didn't happen with me. Once or twice, Chris has given me two in short order, but never more than that. Mostly it's just one, and then I'm done for a while. But this time it was four, and I think there would have been a fifth if Chris hadn't cum too and gone soft.
We were laying there, when a knock came on the door. Chris just said, "Come in," without a thought. We were lying there naked and who knew who was on the other side of the door. It was Emily.
"Hey guys," she said as she plopped down on the bed, laying on the other side of Chris. "I just wanted to check that you two were okay. I can see that you are."
I was mortified. Yes, he'd been fucking her, but I was still getting used to the idea, and having his sister lying next to the two of us, who were naked, and chatting was a lot to get used to. Besides, she had left the door wide open. What if Chris's mom walked by. I'm sure she knew Chris and I had sex, but knowing it and seeing us lying in bed naked, with his sister no less, even if she was wearing clothes, would be a whole nother thing.
"I just wanted to apologize to you, Nicole," Emily continued. "I never meant to come between you and Chris. I hope you know that. I was so upset when I found out I might be the cause of you two breaking up."
"It's okay, Emily," I said. "And just so you know, I've told Chris that if you two want to continue what you've been doing, I'm cool with it."
"Really! That's so cool! Maybe the three of us could play around sometime. She reached over and grabbed Chris's cock. "We could do it now. From the noise you two were making, you two went at it pretty hard. It'll take some work to get him back into form, but Chris is usually up for seconds."
I didn't have time to process that Emily was suggesting a threesome when Mrs. Johansson walked in. She had a laundry basket under her arm.
"Hi, Nicole," she said matter-of-factly. "Chris, I was going to wash some sheets, but since it looks like yours will need washing too I'll just leave all these in the laundry room. When you're done, just throw all the sheets into the washer. I'll put them in the dryer when I get back from the store." And with that, she walked out.
Hadn't she noticed Emily in the bed with us with her hand around her brother's cock. Yes, Emily was clothed, but we weren't. And she still had her hand around Chris's cock now that their mom had left. She had even started stroking it.
"There's some more I need to tell you about our family," Chris said.
Then he and Emily told me everything. Not only were they sleeping together, but they were sleeping with their mom, their dad, and their stepmom. And they were swinging with some of the neighbors. He'd even had sex with guys. I was in a daze again. I'm not sure what was confusing me more, the confessions of incest and swinging, or the fact that Emily was matter-of-factly stroking Chris's cock the whole time they were talking. It was weird, but the stroking exerted a calming influence on me. I just watched her hand move slowing back and forth as I listened. The measured rhythm kept me grounded.
Chris apologized for not telling me everything up front, but he said he didn't think I could take it all at once. And there were privacy issues for other people, if I freaked out and told everyone. And he was right. I don't think I would have accepted it if he'd dropped all those bombs at once. I totally would've freaked out and probably told the whole world.
They paused.
"Is there anything else you haven't told me? You haven't made snuff films or anything like that?"
"No," he smiled at my lame attempt to defuse the tension. "You know everything now."
"And you've had sex with guys?"
"Yes. Does that bother you?"
"You're not gay and going to leave for some guy three months from now, are you?"
"No, I'm not really into guys. I guess I'm sort of bi since I've done it, but I'm attracted to women."
"And you were serious about wanting me to join in the group sex?"
"Yes, I want to share it with you. Do you think you'd want to?"
"I don't know. I'll have to think about that," I lied. I could feel my pussy start to lubricate again at the thought. I already knew that I would join in. "But I'm okay with you doing it, I guess."
"Look," said Emily, who had been stroking Chris all this while. "Poor Chris has been so hard now, for so long. He must be really suffering. Do you want to get him off? Or do you want to watch me do it?"
My pussy contracted in a mini-orgasm as she said the part about watching.
"I'd like to see you go down on your brother," I blurted out.
Emily grinned and did just that.
I watched the blonde swallow all of her brother's cock in one gulp, and bob her head up and down. I curled up in Chris's arm and just enjoyed the show. It didn't take long for Chris to cum, and Emily caught it all in her mouth, even ensuring that the few drops that remained at the end of his penis were scooped up with her tongue.
Then she really surprised me. She leaned forward and gave me a kiss. As her tongue parted my lips, I could taste Chris's salty cum as she transferred it to my mouth. She hadn't swallowed any of it, saving it all for me.
Finally, Emily broke the kiss and said, "Thanks, Nicole. I'll leave you two alone, now."
Wow! I was drained. But quivering with anticipation. The last few days had been an emotional roller coaster, with revelation after revelation. And it was topped off my first kiss with a girl, in which she slipped me a load of her brother's cum. I couldn't do anything except lay in Chris's arms.
After a few minutes we got up, got up, and wandered downstairs, after Chris put the sheets in the washer, of course. We plopped down in front of the TV. Emily joined us, but sat in another chair. This was so weird. Weird because it was normal. I was just hanging out watching TV with my boyfriend and his sister, while fifteen minutes ago I had been watching her suck him off and then exchanged a cum kiss with her.
Mrs. Johansson came back, and I started feeling a little uncomfortable with the fact that she knew that I knew. I decided to go home, but stopped in the bathroom first. As I came out, Chris's mom was outside the door.
"Nicole, I want to talk with you for a moment."
"Yes, Mrs. J.?"
"Please, call me Jennifer. Chris has told you everything?
"Yes, and I'm okay with it.
"Good. And he's invited you to join us?"
"Yes, I'm still thinking about that part," I said, still keeping up the coy pretense.
"Good. Take your time. There is no pressure and you don't have to do anything you don't want to. I just want you to know that."
"Thanks, I appreciate that."
"Although I, for one, would really like you to join us." And she leaned in to me and gave me a kiss. Not a motherly kiss, but a passionate one. I couldn't help but kiss her back. What was happening to me?
Now I knew I wanted to do this group/family sex thing with Chris. It was no longer because I wanted to keep him as my boyfriend, but I wanted to do it myself. Just the thought of it turned me on. But I was afraid. Face it, sex in front of other people is a pretty daunting idea. I guess you get used to it, but the first time is downright scary.
I didn't go back to the Johansson's house that week. I couldn't trust myself with Emily and Mrs. J. And I didn't want to do anything until I knew I was ready. Chris came over every day and we fucked. And when he wasn't around, I was pretty much masturbating all the time. I was in a constant state of horniness. Finally, I knew that I just had to go for it. So I told Chris.
We talked about whether I wanted to start with a threesome with Emily, or include other family members in my first time. Then Chris happened to mention that the neighbors were throwing a big party that Friday, an orgy really, and there would be like a dozen people there. Instantly, I knew that was what I wanted. I needed to jump in with both feet. Chris wasn't sure if it was cool to invite me, though. He'd have to ask.
I was on pins and needles all that next night. Finally Chris called me back the next afternoon and said we were on for Friday. His mother had talked to the neighbor and vouched for me. He didn't put it in quite those words, but I figured that was what happened. His whole family would be there, including his dad and stepmom, plus the Giamattis, the next-door neighbors were throwing the party, and a couple from down the street. I was a nervous wreck for the rest of the week, in a constant state of horny excitement mixed with sheer terror.
Finally, Friday evening rolled around and at 7 pm I headed over to Chris's house. He was the only one there. His mother and sister had already gone next door to help Lisa, that was the woman throwing the party, to help her set up. Chris stayed behind to wait for me. We had about twenty minutes before we had to walk next door, and I was a wreck. I was shaking. I mean visibly shaking.
Chris sat me down and said, "We don't have to do this you know. If you're not ready..."
"Don't you dare bail on me now, Christopher Johannson!" I shocked myself with the outburst. "I'm sorry, Chris. I really, really want to do this. I need to do this. I'm just scared."
Chris got me a drink, a glass of wine. He said it would take the edge off. One or two glasses would be good, but that I shouldn't drink too much. Just enough to loosen up. The wine helped. At least I stopped shaking.
We finally walked next door, going out the back by the pool and coming through the neighbor's backyard. Mrs. J. and Emily were there of course. And Lisa came up and greeted me. She was a stunning woman, tall, blond, and a figure to die for. She could have been a porn star, except she dressed better. Lisa introduced me to everyone that was there. Her kids, Rachel and Matt, and her husband James, who was really good-looking older guy. A week ago, I would have been jealous of Rachel, considering her competition. But I was more confident now. With all this effort Chris was putting into bringing me into this part of his life, I knew that I was the one he wanted most of all. Matt looked like a younger version of his father. I remember thinking that if I hadn't been with Chris, I might have been interested, and then realizing that of course I could have them both. There was also the couple from down the street, Josh and Amanda Taylor. They were in their late twenties, younger than James, Lisa, and Jennifer, but older than us "kids," who were all eighteen or nineteen.
Chris's dad and stepmom arrived a few minutes after we did. That made twelve of us in all.
Chris got me another drink, to make sure I was properly loosened up. But it seemed at first like a pretty normal party. People standing around drinking and talking. Just like a bunch of neighbors gathered for cocktails. But then around eight, Lisa rapped a spoon against her wine glass and got everyone's attention.
"I think we should start making our way upstairs to the playroom," said Lisa.
Chris took me by the hand and said, "you're going to like this." And he led me upstairs to what Lisa had referred to as the playroom. It was a double-sized bedroom, but instead of a bed there was a big sunken pit in the middle. Cushions lined the floor and sides of the pit. It was a room designed for group fucking.
After everyone had trooped upstairs and stood around the room, Lisa clinked her glass again.
"Because one of the awkward things about these gatherings is getting started, I've got an icebreaking activity for us all. And we've got a few new people here tonight, that's Jason, Laura, and Nicole." Suddenly I felt better, knowing that Chris's dad and stepmom were relatively new to all this too and I wasn't the only one. "In this bowl," Lisa continued, holding up a bowl, "are slips of paper with everyone's name. I'll go around the room and ask people to draw out one name, and that will be your first partner for the evening. If you draw your own name or the name of someone who has already been picked, then you draw again. Now the rules are these.
You and your partner are to undress each other, then you get to know each other better. What you do to get to know each other better is completely up to you two, and completely voluntary. Remember, you never have to do anything you don't want to. Everyone here is very understanding and no one will take offense if you choose not to something with them. You stay with your partner for half an hour, until 8:30, and then you are free to do anything you want with anyone else who is willing. Then at the end of the evening, when you're all fucked out," this got a laugh from everyone," you get together with the partner you came with and spend some quality time with your lover. Just so you're clear, Laura and Jason you end the evening together, and Chris and Nicole, you two end up together."
Lisa walked over to Laura and held out the bowl to her. Laura drew out a name.
"It's Josh," said Laura, holding up the slip of paper.
"Oh girl, you don't know how lucky you are," said Lisa.
I looked over at Amanda and Josh, and saw Amanda grab Josh, give him a passionate kiss, turned him around, and then give him a push across the room toward Laura. Amanda was laughing. It was weird. She was sending her husband off to fuck another woman, and she was happy.
Suddenly, I got a chill. Who would draw my name? I didn't know most of these people. I barely knew Chris's dad and stepmom. I really only knew Chris, Emily, and Mrs. J. I was terrified.
"Amanda, because your husband got picked, you're next," said Lisa.
Amanda hurried over to Lisa and drew out a slip.
"Matt."
"You two haven't been together yet, have you?" asked Lisa. Amanda shook her head no. "Well, what my son lacks in experience, he makes up for in enthusiasm. Well, I guess Emily is the closest thing to a spouse for Matt, so she draws next."
After drawing her own name and then Laura's, Emily finally picked James, Lisa's husband. Lisa drew next, and got Chris. Chris kissed me as Lisa walked over.
"Don't worry," he whispered to me. "You know I love you."
"You pick next, Nicole," said Lisa
I drew out a slip, it was Jennifer. A wave containing both relief and new terror washed over me. It wasn't a stranger, but it was a woman. I'd never even had a thought about being with another woman. And this was my boyfriend's mother.
"Okay, that means the final pair are Jason and Rachel," announced Lisa. "Okay everyone, let the games begin."
Jennifer, came up to me.
"Are you ready for this?"
"It's all I can do to keep my knees from shaking."
"Don't worry. We can just watch if you want. No one will mind if you sit out until you're ready. Remember, you don't need to do anything you don't want to. Does that sound good to you?"
I nodded yes.
"Okay, but I think we ought to get out of these clothes. Can you unzip me?"
Jennifer turned her back so the zipper was facing me. I unzipped.
"Now, I'll do you," she said, leaning forward and reaching around with both hands to open the zipper on the back of my dress. Her breasts were right in my face for a moment. "Now, can I take these off your shoulders," she said, hooking her index fingers under the straps of my dress.
A meek "please" was all I could manage. And then the straps were off my shoulders and my dress slipped to the floor. I suddenly exposed, even though I was still wearing underwear, and moved to cover my breasts and crotch with my arms.
"Now how about me?" Jennifer asked.
I reached up and slipped the straps off her shoulders.
"I've got a little more up top than you do," she said. "This dress isn't going to fall down all by itself."
I tugged a little on the dress, pulling it forward and off her breasts so it could drop to the floor like mine did.
"Why don't we do our bras at the same time," she said, again leaning forward and undoing the clasp of my bra, while I undid hers.
I pulled her bra off her as she did the same to me. We both dropped our arms let the bras fall to the floor as well. I looked at her breasts, large with big brown areolas and nipples the size of pencil erasers. They were much more impressive than mine.
"Oh, your breasts are lovely. So milky white and firm. Do you mind?" Jennifer said holding out her hands to touch them.
"Okay."
She ran the back of her fingers along the underside of my breasts.
"Oh, yes lovely. It's great to be young. Now only one thing left." She dropped to her knees in front of me.
I suddenly felt exposed. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and looked around. Other couples were kissing in various stages of undress. Amanda and Lisa's son Matt were completely naked and already in a sixty-nine. Emily and Lisa's husband James were still fully clothed, but Emily had pulled his dick out of his fly and was giving him head. I looked at Chris. He had his shirt off and was sucking one of Lisa's breasts.
"Is it okay if I take these off too?" Lisa hooked her fingers into the sides of my panties and was looking up at me.
I nodded. She tugged down, and suddenly my panties were on the floor. I was naked.
Jennifer stood up and said, "Now you finish me up."
I dropped to my knees and pulled Jennifer's panties down to the floor, and she stepped out of them. For a moment I was face to face, so to speak, with her pussy. I was surprised that it was shaved, except for a small patch of neatly trimmed hair over her mons. She was already wet, I could smell the musk, and her lips were starting to engorge and open. I stood up, and I guess I must have had that terrified look on my face.
"Would you like to just watch for a little bit? Just to get used to the idea?"
I nodded.
"Okay, come down here," she said, kneeling and pulling me down.
We lay at the edge of the pit, resting on the cushions, where we could see all around the room. Jennifer put her arm around me, not in a sexy way, just for comfort.
I looked around for Chris. He was naked too and licking Lisa's pussy. It was strange and exciting watching him service another woman. Strange because I wasn't in the least bit jealous. Excited, because it was hot.
"Have you seen Josh yet?" Jennifer asked.
I turned to look at Josh and Laura. Chris's stepmom was sucking the largest dick I had ever seen. Well that's doesn't say much because before this night I'd only seen three. But it was the largest dick I could imagine. It was huge. Laura could barely get the head in her mouth.
"Would you like to try that?"
"I don't think it would fit," I responded.
"Oh, you'd be surprised how much you can stretch. Josh's cock can touch you in so many places all at once, I don't know how to describe it."
"I'd be too intimidated by that thing."
"Well, maybe not tonight. Josh's cock is advanced stuff. But if you get I chance, I'd recommend sucking on it for a little while. There will be plenty more nights like this one, and others that will be more private and intimate. I'm sure Amanda and Josh would love to have just you and Chris over for a foursome, or just for swapping."
I looked to see what Amanda was doing, and she and Matt were already fucking. She was on her hands and knees and Matt was penetrating her from behind.
"Matt might be more my speed," I suggested.
"Oh, he's delightful," Jennifer said, giving me a little squeeze. And if you'd like to, go for it. But you might want to try out Jason or James first. Don't be intimidated by the fact their older. They can break you into this lifestyle gently, especially James. He's the one that introduced me to it."
I looked over at James and he and Emily were both naked, but were just kissing. Or maybe not just. Emily was stroking his cock and I think James had a finger or two in Emily's pussy. He was definitely playing with it, but I couldn't see if he was penetrating."
"Now if you'd like to try a woman, that is if you'd rather not take your boyfriend's mother out for a spin, I'd recommend Rachel. While she enjoys men, she really has a thing for women, and she can lick pussy like no other. Even better than her mom, and that's saying a lot."
I looked over at Rachel who was sitting on Jason's face. She looked gorgeous, big round boobs with big nipples, which were hard as rocks. I could see that from there. I glanced over at Jennifer and she was looking at Rachel and Jason with a look of sheer lust on her face.
"Is that leer of yours for Rachel or for your ex?"
"Both sort of, but mostly for Rachel. I guess I ought to tell you, because you'll find out soon enough, but Rachel and are sort of a couple these days."
"I didn't know you were a lesbian."
"I guess I would say I'm bi. I still really like a man, but Rachel really does it for me too. And not just in bed. She's really a sweet girl. I don't know how long it's going to last, but I'm having fun. Don't you think I deserve that?"
"Of course you do." I put my arm around her and squeezed her back.
"Now it's almost 8:30. We can stay and keep talking, and then when you're ready, you can head off and explore. Or, if you'd like, we could fool around a bit to get you warmed up."
That was it. The moment of truth. I was so damn horny, but also so damned scared. I looked at Jennifer. She was smiling, very mom-like. A hot mom, to be sure, but mom-like. That thought got me even more excited. I realized then that if I chickened out with Jennifer, I'd chicken out with everyone else.
"I'd like to fool around a little, but I don't know how to start. I've never been with a woman before," I heard myself saying.
"That's okay. Let me take care of that." She leaned in and kissed me, like the other night at her house, but this time she crushed her body against mine. Her breasts were rubbing against mine. I could feel a trickle of my vaginal juices running down my leg. God, I wanted this so bad. I started kissing her back.
After a bit Jennifer broke the kiss and took one of my breasts in her mouth, flicking her tongue around the nipple before diving in and sucking. A shock and through me, and my pussy spasmed. It was like there was a wire connected between my nipple and my clit. I've had my tits sucked before; Chris loves to do it, and while it always felt good, it was never like this. I don't know if it was because it was a woman, or if I was so damn horny that I was just operating on a new level of excitement.
I felt Jennifer's hand cup my pussy as she continued to suck on my breasts. At first just light pressing her palm against my mons and her fingers against my outer lips. Then she started moving her middle finger, stimulating and opening my lips. God, it felt so good, and she wasn't even touching my clit. Then she slid her middle finger into my vagina and curled it up so she could touch my g-spot. I knew where the g-spot was supposed to be, but no one had ever touched me there. I hadn't even tried to do it while masturbating. Then Jennifer lifted her palm off my mons, allowing her thumb to flick back and forth across my clit. I started writhing in pleasure, and I wasn't even cumming yet.
Jennifer backed off a bit and kissed me again.
"My god girl, you're excited. You're about to burst."
"I know. It's never felt like this before," I panted.
"I know something that's a little slower on the buildup, and it'll pleasure us both. Spread your legs a little more."
I complied, and she wrapped both her legs around my right leg.
"Now do the same to me."
Which I did. Our pussies were inches away from each other, pressing against each other's thighs. Then Jennifer began to rock back and forth, rubbing her pussy against my thigh and kissing me. I got the idea and started doing the same. The tribbing was less intense than her fingers, but it felt good. And having our bodies crushed against each other while we kissed didn't suck either.
We did that for what must have been about five minutes, when the pleasure started to become more intense, and I could tell I was building to an orgasm. Then the dam burst as spasm after spasm hit me. It just kept going. I don't know how many orgasms I had, but it sure beat my record from earlier in the week.
When I finally came down, I was still in Jennifer's arms and our legs were still intertwined. I smiled at Jennifer.
"Did you cum too?" I asked.
"No, I wasn't as excited to start as you were."
"I want you to feel pleasure too."
"Oh my dear, don't worry about that. The night's early, and I plan to have several orgasms. You're not going to orgasm with every person you're with tonight. If you did, we'd be taking your to the hospital with a coronary. And I did have a lot of pleasure, I just didn't have an orgasm, not yet."
Then I noticed we weren't alone. Emily and James had joined us.
"Mom, if you don't mind, I'd like to eat your pussy," said Emily.
"Are you okay, Nicole?"
"Oh, I'm more than okay."
And with that, Jennifer spread her legs for her daughter. I watched as Emily just dove in, alternating between thrusting her tongue into her mother's pussy and lapping away at her clit. I felt a man's arms around me, as James gathered me into his embrace. We both watched the mother and daughter for a few moments. Then James started lightly kissing me on the shoulder. I turned and we started kissing for real. James's hand touched my pussy, and I jumped. I was still way too sensitive down there.
"Sorry," he said.
"That's okay. Just give me a few more minutes. But this kissing is just wonderful." I reached down and took his cock in my hand. It was semi-erect. I don't know if he had come with Emily earlier, but if he had, he was almost ready for round two. I stroked him to hardness as we kissed.
I thought about giving him some head, but being in his embrace was just too nice and I didn't want to give it up. I shifted so my pussy could rub against his cock. No shock. I was ready for round two. So I just slipped it in me, and James started stroking in and out. We just stared into each other's eyes as we slowly fucked. It was intense. After a few minutes, James picked up the pace and we worked ourselves up into quite a rhythm. I came first, not nearly as intense as the first time with Jennifer, but quite satisfying. And James spurted a minute or so after I came.
Then Lisa was next to us.
"If you don't mind, I like to suck my husband's cum out of the pussy of a woman he's just fucked. It's a little kink of mine. Can I?
I smiled and spread my legs. Lisa dove in and I experienced a woman eating my pussy for the first time. It wasn't much different than a man, except no razor stubble. Then I remembered what Emily had done to me the other day, so I grabbed Lisa's head and pulled her up to me, kissing her, thrusting my tongue into her mouth to scoop out James's cum. Lisa scooped right back and we went on exchanging cum kisses and basically making a mess of our faces. I started giggling, and Lisa did too.
I was thirsty, and I decided I needed a break. There was a bar in one corner of the room where water, iced tea, wine, and some liquor were set out. I went for the water. Josh was sitting nearby, also with a glass of water in his hand, so I sat next to him and leaned my head against his shoulder.
"Taking a break?" I said.
"Yup. You just can't do this continually. You having fun?"
"Oh yeah."
I sneaked a look down at his cock. It was soft, but it was still huge. Then I looked around at what everyone else was doing. Jennifer had donned a strap-on and was fucking her daughter doggie style. Lisa and James were taking a break like Josh and I were, only they were talking and kissing, not paying attention to the others. Josh was watching his wife Amanda being fucked in the ass by Chris's dad. Josh had a big smile on his face watching that. That surprised me. Anal was something I hadn't thought of. Not tonight for me, I instantly decided. I didn't want my first assfucking to be at an orgy. I'd save that for Chris some night when we were alone. Rachel and Laura, Chris's stepmom, were locked in a sixty-nine. And right next to them was something that made my jaw drop. Chris was giving head to Matt.
Chris had said he'd had sex with other guys. But hearing it and watching it are too different things. I felt that familiar pussy spasm again, and more juice ran down my leg. I started to move my hand down to rub my clit, then I got a better idea, and although I wasn't sure of the etiquette, I took Josh's hand and placed it on my pussy. Josh got the hint and started rubbing, first the lips, and then feeling how wet I was, started massaging my clit. I reached down and grabbed that massive cock and started stroking. We just sat there, my head in his chest, drinking water, diddling each other, and watching our significant others have sex with someone else.
Over in the pit people were starting to switch up. James joined Chris and Matt, and after a bit of kissing, he started to fuck his son. Rachel came over, dropped on all fours in front of Chris and he started fucking her. So Chris and James were both fucking James's kids. Jennifer and her ex-husband were in missionary, and Lisa, Amanda, Laura, and Emily had formed a daisy chain in the middle of the pit.
That left me and Josh. I had sat down mainly to get a better look at that cock of his. Curiosity really. But now I was kind of stuck. I knew I wasn't obligated to do anything, but I figured what the hell. Josh had probably had lots of women who had trouble taking him inside. If worst came to worst, I surely wouldn't be the first.
"Would you like me to go down on you?" I asked.
"I couldn't think of anything nicer."
So I got between his legs and tried to get that massive member in my mouth. I did better than I thought I would. I could get the whole head in and maybe another inch. It wasn't bad at all. It was so thick that I couldn't get it deep enough for the gag reflex to kick in. And I had played trumpet in high school marching band, so breathing through my nose while my mouth was occupied was not problem at all. But I found it was much better not to try to suck, but rather to run my mouth and tongue along the shaft. Josh hmmmed appreciatively when I did that. I also pushed his cock against his stomach and went to work on his balls for a while. They were kind of sweaty and covered with God knows whose dried juices, but it wasn't as bad as I'd feared it would be. One of my apprehensions had been fears of sticky, bodily substances everywhere. And while there were sticky, bodily substances everywhere it wasn't gross. It was just human and sexy.
I had gotten Josh hard and then some, and that familiar spasm hit me again.
"Would you fuck me?" I asked him.
"You don't need to ask," he said smiling.
"Just go slow. I've never had anything nearly this big."
"Don't worry. I've had a lot of experience at this."
And with that he picked me up and laid me down on the floor of the pit, near where Amanda was eating out Emily in the daisy chain. Amanda stopped her licking for a moment, reached out and squeezed my hand, giving me a smile and permission to fuck her husband. Then I felt the head of Josh's cock rub against my pussy lips. Of course, I had been wet for hours now and been fucked once—or was it twice? I couldn't remember. And did Jennifer count as a fucking? I'd had multiple orgasms in any case—so I was ready for it and my lips easily opened up and surrounded the tip of his cock. Then he pushed forward. Not hard, not fast, just a little pressure. The head easily slipped past my labia, and started poking into my vagina. That's where it was a bit tight, but to my surprise my vaginal walls expanded nicely to accommodate it. It didn't hurt at all, which was what I had expected. But he did fill me like no one ever had before. Before I knew it, the head of his cock banged against my cervix. That did hurt, but just a little. I must have grunted or grimaced, because Josh immediately withdrew about half an inch. I looked down and I had all but about two inches of that monster inside me. I couldn't believe it.
Then Josh began slowly thrusting back and forth. My God! That was amazing! I usually have to use my hand to rub my clit when Chris is fucking me, but Josh was so damn big that he touched everything all at once. Jesus, did that feel good!
Josh picked up the pace, and I started thrusting back to match his movements. I came once, but Josh didn't stop, and after a minute I was through that orgasm and working my way up to the next. I guess I was nearly fucked out for the evening, because it was a long time coming. Josh too, seemed in no hurry to cum. So we just pounded away.
Then Josh suggested I flip over and that we do it doggie style. He said he could probably get the extra two inches in that way. I was happy to oblige, and he pulled out and I got on my hands and knees. My face was inches away from Emily's pussy. I guess she had cum, because Amanda was no longer at work at her, but Amanda just looked into my eyes while her husband fucked me. It was weird and sexy at the same time. A couple that was so confident in each other that they could freely give themselves over to other people. I hoped Chris and I were like that, and I think I knew that we were.
Josh was right. He could get all of him into me. I could feel his hips slam into mine with each thrust. Emily moved over a few inches so her pussy was right in my face. I'd never eaten a pussy before, but I figured what the hell. It was night of firsts. I tried, but Josh's slamming, and we had really built up a head of steam at this point, made it impossible to get in all but a few licks here and there. Eating pussy in earnest would probably have to wait for another night. But Emily's musky odor and the proximity of her sex set me off. Two orgasms, one right after the other. And with the second, Josh groaned and came.
Amanda came up behind me and started licking my pussy, mopping up all of Josh's cum that she could reach. Emily cuddled me.
"I can't believe you took all of Josh like that," she said. "I can only get about half in."
By this point everybody was pretty much fucked out. Amanda turned to Josh and they started kissing. I looked around. Matt was holding Emily in his lap, who was holding me. Rachel and Jennifer were lying together kissing. James and Lisa were in each other's arms. They had been watching Josh and me. Jason and Laura were slowly fucking each other, paying attention to no one else. Chris was sprawled out on the other side of the pit. A big grin on his face.
I crawled over to him, too tired to stand and walk, and curled up into his arms.
"I had no idea that sex could be like this," I said. "So open and giving, and so loving at the same time. I'm too tired right now to actually do it, but believe me when I say that I want to fuck you so badly. You're in for a treat in about twelve hours."
"I can't wait," he said.
The End
[This is the last installment of this series. I don't have any plans to continue it at the moment. Which is not to say that I might eventually come back to it in the future if the urge strikes me and I have an intriguing story idea. I do have other stories that I'm working on, and you should be seeing these in coming days, weeks, and months.
And I'd like to thank all those who've commented on the series, both publicly and privately in email to me. Not only is it nice to be appreciated, but you've given me some story ideas.]
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