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 The Dunkin Family The Boyfriend Part 1 (Initiation)

   Scott, the boyfriend, arrived at our house Saturday morning as our
daughter Karen was supposed to be home from her part time job by 11.  What
none of us knew was her work asked last minute for her to stay until
closing as two of their full timers called in sick.

   She wouldn't be home until after 9 that night but rather than sending
Scott home, my wife, Lisa, invited him to at least stay for lunch.  And if
he wanted to hang out poolside he was very welcome.  The lunch invitation
was immediately accepted but since he didn't have a swimsuit he wasn't sure
about the pool.

   After setting out a tray of veggies and small sandwiches Lisa left the
kitchen and returned after 10 or 15 minutes.  She had on a bikini she
bought when we were on vacation in Brazil two years ago.  This suit was not
an all the way thong, but it revealed more than she would usually allow
with new guests at home.  Although Scott had been seeing Karen over six
months, this was maybe the third or fourth time he visited our house.

   In her hand was a pair of spandex bicycle shorts that I recognized as
mine from before we were married.  They barely fit me then, and I was
certain that with our teen guests athletic build he was going to have to
lube up to slide into them.  Since I knew we had several more 'appropriate
' spare suits in the house, I knew Lisas motive.

   We all went out back to the pool and it became obvious very quickly that
Scott appreciated my wifes suit and the body it barely contained.  Although
still a growing adolescent it appeared he was packing at least 7 or 8
inches.  My wife and I could barely keep our eyes off of it, and the toned
swimmers body it was attached to.

   After a quick dip in the cool water my wife walked over to Scott with
her nipples hard and pressing through the light fabric of her string top. I
was watching inconspicuously from the deep end of the pool as she handed
him a bottle of suntan lotion and requested his help.

   Scott took the bottle from my wife and glanced over at me.  I was lazily
floating around on my back not really paying them direct attention.  Lisa
casually slipped off her top squarely in front of Scott and brushed past
him to lay face down on the lounge behind him.

   He fumbled a bit getting the bottle open then squeezed just a bit too
much lotion on Lisas back.  By the time he covered her back their was still
excess left on his hands.  Lisa turned over and took his hands wiping them
on her nicely toned tummy, all while giving his straining cock undivided
eye contact.  She thanked him and layed back on the lounge continuing to
work the lotion up from her tummy and onto her firm C cup tits.

   Scott slipped quickly into the pool to cover the hardon which was now
easily 8+ inches.  I waded across the pool next to him with a smile and
asked him how he liked helping my wife.  Stumbling for words I made it easy
for him by saying it was ok if he was turned on, and assured him that I was
hard as a rock too, just from watching.

   Hearing our conversation, Lisa, still topless slipped into the pool
between us.  With just our head and shoulders above the water Scott didn't
know at first that it wasn't Lisa who was running her hand along his shaft
through the skin tight trunks.  When she took his hands in hers and placed
them on her tanned mounds, it dawned on him that it was my caressing he was
enjoying as Lisa sent her tongue probing into his mouth.

   As the two of them pressed closer my hands directed their attention to
undoing the strings on my wifes bikini thong.  Once removed, I climbed out
onto the deck, and removing my own suit I went to the cooler and opened a
beer.

   I sat poolside and watched the two lovers tangled in passion and groping
each other.  Lisa casually slipped her hand inside of Scotts suit and
pulled down on the waist band with her other.  It wasn't long before she
had him completely stripped and her legs wrapped around him under the
water.

   There was a deep moan from both of them as the obvious penetration took
place.  She rammed his teen shaft into her mature cunt until he was
completely buried in her.  Lisa repeatedly contracted her pelvic muscles
and without a single pump Scott was blowing his adolescent seed into her.

   Kissing him tenderly she whispered thank you and swam to the shallow end
of the pool.  While Scott collected himself and tried to reign in the ear
to ear grin on his face, my wife grabbed three beers from the cooler. 
Handing one to Scott still in the pool then bringing one to me.

   As she stood in front of me I saw Scotts thick jizz begin to run down
her thigh.  As I opened my beer I leaned forward licking the sweet cream up
her thigh then buried my tongue inside her for more.  I leaned back in my
chair and licked my lips before taking a pull of my cold beverage.  "Nicely
done Scott, come join us if you like."

   A little shy still Scott climbed up on the deck and opened the beer Lisa
had placed there for him.  Still hard, his young cock was pointing upward
as he paused there a moment to take a drink from his bottle.  His head
tilted back, we admired his toned abdomen as he swallowed.

   He walked past me but before he could get to the chair on the other side
of Lisa, she stopped him with a hand on the inside of his thigh.  "You have
a little more cum that needs to be cleaned up", she smiled.  She licked the
head of his cock and smiled.  Looking over at me she cooed, " It tastes
like both of us".

   With a firm grasp at the base, she maneuvered Scott and his cock in
front of me.  I leaned forward taking a lick on the head as Lisa did.  The
mixture of Scotts fresh jism with the familiar dusk of Lisa was
intoxicating.

   Before Scott could pull away I slid my hand between his legs.  Gently
holding his balls I drew him closer as I wet my lips and took his cock
completely down my throat.  With my lips tightly sealed around the base of
his shaft I slowly drew back as my tongue gathered up my wife from each hot
throbbing inch of his cock.  As my mouth reached the end, I tightly
squeezed up the length of his rod producing a generous string of the last
of his first load.  Giving one last lick I let go and leaned back in my
chair.

   "You are both delicious", I smiled.
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