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 "Did you know?" Linda whispered to me in wonder.  We were in the kitchen of
our B&B making breakfast for our four guests.  We'd had a marvelous evening
the night before.  Liberally lubricated with wine and spirits we'd
entertained and been entertained by Richard and Anna, returnees who had
been our guests before.  Our other residents were Jeremy and Jillian,
younger than Richard, Anna, Linda and me, but very enthusiastic.

   "I didn't know," I affirmed for Linda, pressing out sausage into
patties. "I was a surprised as you."

   "She's Anna's daughter!" Linda kept her voice low but couldn't hide the
amazement.

   "But not Richard's," I reminded her.

   "Did you hear her moan when he penetrated her?"

   I nodded.  Jillian had indeed moaned in ecstasy when her mother's
husband and entered her with his rigid member.  "I heard."

   "Do you think they've done that before?"

   "I don't know, baby." I admitted.  "Probably not.

   "You're probably right," she said.  "She's so young."

   "Jillian, you mean?" I asked.

   "She can't be over twenty-two," Linda said.

   "Something like that, I'd guess," I said.  "Jeremy can't be over
twenty-six."

   "I know," Linda whispered conspiratorially.  "He's got a lot of energy."

   "How did you enjoy your experience?" I asked her.  Linda had managed to
get spitted between Jeremy, pounding her from behind, while she sucked on
Richard's meat.

   She smiled at me with a touch of chagrin.  "Hot," she said.  "How about
you and your mother-daughter threesome?"

   Jillian had ridden my face while her mother bucked on my cock.  It was
glorious, and I told Linda so.

   "I never expected to be sleeping with you, though," Linda confessed.  "I
was surprised that the four of them went to the guest room together."

   "We knew you'd be getting up early," Anna said from the doorway.  "I
hope we didn't keep you up."

   "Oh, heavens!" Linda exclaimed.  "You startled me."

   Anna, who stood a shapely five-seven with a glorious mane of auburn
hair, had a lovely, low and sexy voice.  She chuckled.  "Sorry."

   "Linda wants to know if you four ever got together like that before," I
told her.  Linda gave me a hard punch in the arm.

   "That's none of our business," she hissed at me.

   "Oh, darling," Anna grinned, "we have no secrets.  No.  Last night was
the first time, although we had hinted at it some back home."

   "Richard, right?" Linda proffered, handing her a mug of hot coffee.

   "You'd be surprised," Anna chuckled.  "Actually, Jillian started it. 
She'd been a virgin before Jeremy.  Having learned the joy of sex, she
thought it would be fun to do it with Richard."

   "How long has he been her step-father?" I asked.

   "Well, he isn't really," Anna told us.  "He's my husband; been so for
six years, but we never went through the adoption process.  Jillian was in
high school and quite comfortable with her identity."

   "What about Jeremy?" Linda asked her, busily going about the process of
preparing the breakfast for the six of us.

   "Isn't he gorgeous?" Anna laughed, pulling her nearly transparent robe
tighter around her in a self-hug.  "Jeremy was always polite and courteous
as could be.  He never made a false move or lewd comment.  But, I managed
to catch him looking at my attributes when I wore anything revealing." She
grinned wickedly.

   "He'd be a fool not to want you," I told her.  "You're not only
gorgeous, but as sensual a creature as I've ever met."

   Anna grinned at me directly.  "Why thank you, sir.  You're so kind.  You
didn't mind my daughter and me taking advantage of you, then?"

   "It was the highlight of his year," Linda laughed.  "He just regretted
that the two of you didn't switch at some point."

   "Ah," Anna nodded, sipping at her coffee.  "Well, I'm willing to wager
Jillian will engage you a number of times before we leave."

   I felt my face redden.  "Darling," I said to her, "I'm quite satisfied
and thoroughly enchanted to have the opportunity to savor the delights of
her mother."

   "Hmm," Anna hummed doubtfully.  "You do have a talented tongue.  I'd
forgotten that.  Perhaps a role reversal can be arranged later today."

   "Oh yes, please," Linda said, clapping her hands together.  "I'd love to
watch him pleasure you while your daughter rides his pony."

   "Really!" I exclaimed.  "The two of you are just too much!  You make me
blush!"

   Jeremy arrived and stood next to his mother-in-law in the doorway. 
"Good morning, Mother," he said, planting a little kiss on her cheek.

   "Jesus, please!" Anna said, "Don't call me that.  You'll make me feel
old.  It's Anna."

   "As you wish," he said.  "Good morning," he said to Linda and me.

   "Did you sleep well?" Linda asked him.

   "It was like being in heaven," Jeremy grinned at her.

   "Hmmm," I observed.  "Maybe you'd better call your mother-in-law Heaven,
then."

   Jeremy grinned broadly.  "Heaven, Paradise and Ecstasy," he smiled. 
"Anna, Jillian and Linda."

   Linda scoffed as she slammed the oven door shut after removing the
biscuits.  "You need to get Paradise and Dick out of the sack for
breakfast," she said.

   "They're, uh, engaged," Jeremy grinned.  "My wife, it seems, is intent
on wearing Anna's husband down to a nub before we leave."

   Linda brushed a blonde lock off her forehead.  She looked at Anna. 
"Dick addicted," she grinned.  "Been there and done that."

   "Probably going to do it again," Anna suggested.

   "Nope," she said, stirring the eggs in a large bowl preparing to
scramble them.  She pointed the whisk at Jeremy.  "He's my target this
time."

   Jeremy turned bright red.

   "Don't worry, darling," Linda told him.  "I won't hurt you.  I just
intend to make certain you can't live without me."

   I looked to Anna.  "I guess that leaves you and me to sort all this
out," I told her.

   "We're not pairing up," Anna chuckled.  To Linda she said, "You can
borrow him, but he belongs to me and mine." She turned to me.  "And me and
mine will make sure that you're well taken care of during our visit.  Oh,
yeah, and by the way, that two on one thing your wife did last night with
my men?  Tonight, it's my turn." With that, she turned on her heel and
walked into the dining room.

   I looked at her son-in-law.  "I'll be in Heaven," I grinned at him.

   +++++

   Richard, Anna, Jeremy and Jillian took to the trails after breakfast,
leaving Linda and me alone in the house.  Linda led me into our room,
surrendered to the foursome the night before.

   "I suppose I should change the sheets," Linda opined as she looked at
the tousled bedclothes.

   "I'll help," I volunteered.

   "Strip these off," she ordered "while I get a fresh set."

   I did as directed and in less than five minutes we had the bed recovered
and neatly arranged.

   "Should we change the sheets on ours?" I asked, hooking a thumb toward
the spare bedroom where Linda and I had slept and screwed the previous
night.

   "Why not?" Linda said.  "Let me collect the towels in the bathroom."

   We went about our chores with alacrity and were finished an hour before
noon.

   "Now what?" I asked.

   "Now I'll start the washer and you can do what you usually do.  Go
surfing."

   I logged on and checked email.  Still no referrals.  It looked like we
were headed for a quiet couple of weeks around the hollow.  I grinned to
myself as I remembered the previous night's activities.  Linda had been
kept busy by the two visitors for a while and didn't have a chance to
exhibit her latest kink for Anna.  Maybe tonight.  There was also a
possibility, a distinct possibility that I'd get a taste of the delightful
Jillian before the evening was out.  The taste I'd gotten the previous
night had merely whetted my appetite for more.

   My darling Linda was a dervish, I remembered.  While we'd snuggled in
the spare bed she'd backed her bare backside up to me and shivered.

   "That was awesome," she'd whispered.  "Did you see me?"

   "I saw," I admitted.  "You looked so incredibly hot.  I love to watch
you, you know?"

   "I know," she giggled.  "You're amazing.  I love to perform for you. 
Just knowing you're watching makes me all tingly and sparkly."

   "Well, I love you, darling.  And, I especially love you when you're
coming on a hard cock."

   "You must have loved me a lot tonight, then," Linda whispered, "because
I was coming and coming and coming!  That Jeremy has an incredible cock!"

   I smiled into the blonde tangles in front of me.  "I'm so glad you liked
it," I said.  "I'd be really disappointed if you weren't having a good
time."

   "It was fun," Linda said, with a sigh.  "Thank you for doing this."

   "You know it's my pleasure, darling," I whispered to her.  "We're a
perfect match.  You love to fuck and I love to watch you."

   "Hmmm," she hummed softly.  "And you get your fair share of pussy, too."

   "That I do," I acknowledged.

   "Would you put your cock inside me?" Linda asked.  "You know I love to
sleep with your cock inside me."

   I maneuvered a little bit until I was able to make penetration of my
wife.  She sighed contentedly.  "I love that.  And I love you."

   "I love you, too, darling," I whispered.

   "Goodnight, you dear, sweet man," she said dreamily.

   "Goodnight, my love," I responded softly.

   Linda woke me at five-thirty by stroking my balls with a soft hand.  As
usual, I had softened and slipped out of my wife during the night.  She
loved to wake me by caressing my balls until I developed a hard on, then
climb aboard for a quick, enthusiastic cowgirl ride on her rigid pet pony.

   "Is it time?" I asked sleepily.

   "Soon," she whispered.  "First, I need my pony ride."

   I grinned in the darkness as her hand wrapped around my growing rod. 
She stroked it gently.  "You want me to come in your hand?" I asked.

   "Absolutely not," she said sternly.  "I want to feel your sleepy hot
juices deep inside me."

   "Hmmm," I murmured.  "Bout there," I told her.

   Linda knelt beside me and gave my cock a couple of quick licks and a
little suck.  She hummed quietly and straddled my hips, never releasing my
meat.  She swiped it across the slick flesh of her slit and positioned it
at her opening.  Without any hesitation she sat on top of me, groaning
softly as my meat penetrated into her silken canal.  "I always like that
part the best," she whispered.  "I love the feel of that first
penetration."

   "And I love the feel of being held in your hot, tight, velvety cunt," I
responded.

   "Try not to scream," Linda cautioned with a chuckle.  "We don't want to
wake our guests."

   "Uh, excuse me," I protested.  "I grunt.  You're the screamer."

   "Uh, excuse me," she mimicked.  "I did not scream last night, if you'll
remember."

   "What I remember is you muffling your screams with Richard's cock in
your mouth as Jeremy made you come for, what was it, the third time?"

   "Oh, fuck!" Linda whispered hoarsely, her hips pounding on my cock. 
"Gawd, I lost count.  What a marvelous cock that boy has!"

   "Better than mine?" I asked, hitching my hips up to meet my darling's
thrusts.

   "Oh, no, baby," she growled.  "Nobody's cock is better than yours."

   "But that doesn't stop you from looking," I growled back at her,
hoisting with more determination.

   "No, darling," she said, sounding a little breathless.  "I'm not looking
for one that's better.  I just like having a few around that are
different."

   "I see," I told her.  "You're just a cock-hungry slut, then."

   "Yes," she said.  "Yes I am.  And you love it."

   "Yes, I do," I affirmed.  "I love to watch you fuck.  I love to watch
you come and hear your cries.  Oh, fuck!  I love it when you fuck!"

   "Are you ready?" she asked, her voice strained.  "Are you ready to shoot
your hot come inside me?"

   "Yeah," I said.  "You?"

   "Yes, baby," she grimaced.  "Oh, please, fuck!  Let me have your come!
Fuck me!"

   "Shhhhh!" I hushed her, grabbing a pillow to smother her screams.  I
could feel the burning begin at my knees, streaming up my legs and into my
balls.  I grunted.  "Oh, damn!  Shit!  I'm coming, baby!"

   Linda shoved the pillow in her face and planted her hips on mine,
twitching them back and forwards.  "Oh, Fuck!" I could hear her muffled
screams.  "Fuck, yes!  Come in me!  Fuck, that feels good!  Oh, fuck!"

   I had to grin as I flashed back to this morning's pre-chore activities.
My wife was beautiful, blonde, shapely and an absolute demon in bed.  I did
love watching her have sex, much in the way spouses would enjoy watching
their better half perform in some stage play, dance in a ballet, or execute
a perfect axel in the skating rink.  It was performance art, as far as I
was concerned.  Perhaps it was less socially acceptable than the other
forms, but it was, none-the-less, a talent Linda possessed, and one that
thrilled me every time I got to watch her perform.  Her partners also
seemed completely satisfied with her performance as well.

   "Darling!" I called from my retreat in the loft.  "Linda?"

   "Hellooo!" she returned my call from the serving window between the
kitchen and the dining room.

   "Can you come up for a moment?" I asked.  "I need to check something
with you."

   "Let me finish putting up the dishes," she offered.  "Five minutes?"

   "Fine," I called, turning back to the computer screen.

   There was an email from Gordon.  "Party in two weeks," he announced. 
"Would love to have the two of you attend.  Stay with us.  We have a second
car you can use."

   Linda's footsteps sounded on the stairs.  I turned to face her and
smiled at her, indicating the seat next to the computer workstation.

   "What's up?" she asked.

   "It's an invitation from Gordon and Victoria," I told her.  "There's a
party in two weeks.  We've got nothing scheduled.  I thought I'd ask you if
you'd like to go."

   Linda smiled slowly.  "What do you think?" she asked.

   "Well," I said, "they want us to stay with them.  They even offered us
the use of one of their cars."

   "So we would fly up there?" she suggested.

   "We could," I answered.  "But, it might be fun to take a couple of days
on the road, stay in one of those old highway motels, screw our brains out,
then make our way to Gordon and Victoria's."

   Linda grinned at me.  "Then what?"

   "Then we go to their party, I guess," I proffered.

   "When is it, exactly?"

   "Two weeks from this Friday," I told her, checking the screen for the
details.

   "You think we should go," she said, her comment more a statement than a
question.

   "They did invite us," I mentioned.  "You think it would be rude to
decline, especially since we're going to be free?"

   "Probably," she nodded.  "Okay.  Tell them yes, depending on our
availability.  We can confirm later on."

   "All right," I said.  "Anything else I should tell them?"

   "Yes," she said, standing up and putting her hand lightly on my
shoulder. "Tell them we're still looking for a reference from them."

   I chuckled.  "Maybe we'll meet somebody at the party we can invite
ourselves," I suggested.

   "Hmmm," Linda hummed.  "That could happen," she said, leaning down to
kiss me on the cheek.

   "By the way," she whispered into my ear, "that was some great sex we had
this morning."

   I grinned.  "It was," I agreed.  "I like making love to you."

   "That wasn't making love, darling," she murmured.  "That was fucking."

   +++++

   Anna moaned around her son-in-law's cock as I slowly entered her from
behind.  Across the room, Jillian straddled Richard's face as my wife
plowed her well-lubricated pussy on his rod.  I slowly pumped in and out of
Anna's hot quim as she sucked on Jeremy's hard meat.  I like this position
because I could watch my wife enjoy herself as well as feel the tiny
contractions Anna's love canal applied to my invading staff.  I could also
hear Jillian's tiny vocalizations as Richard licked her tight little gash.
She whimpered and gasped as Richard's tongue worked its magic.

   Linda had her hair pulled back into a loose pony tail that swung freely
as she humped herself on Richard's cock.  Anna pulled away from Jeremy long
enough to gasp, "Oh, fuck!  This is wonderful!" Then she dove back onto his
meat, at the same time pushing herself back onto my shaft.  At this rate I
wouldn't last long, I realized.  Jillian's little whimpers, Linda's grunts,
and Anna's moans all combined to push me to my limit.  Anna squealed around
Jeremy's dick as she felt my hot shots of come spurt inside of her.  Her
tunnel clasped on me time an again, milking my rod for every drop of my
essence.  At the same time I heard Linda whine her own climax.

   "Oh, yeah!  Fuck!  I'm coming!  Yeah!  Fuck!" Her murmurs grew into
sharp exclamations!"

   I held my cock deep inside Anna, pumping what seemed to be an unending
supply of my spunk inside her.  When I was depleted, I leaned back, resting
my ass on my heels, my cock sliding slickly out of her hole.

   My Linda looked at me through a hazy glaze, cocking an eyebrow.  I
nodded and backed away from Anna, who continued to suck at Jeremy's meat,
urging him to add his load to mine in her exquisite body.  Linda surprised
me by rising from Richard's erect staff and moving behind Anna.  She placed
her lips on Anna's swollen vulva and began to lick and suck my come from
Anna's hole.

   Anna squealed in surprise, and rose off Jeremy's cock.  She looked back
to see Linda sucking and licking on her and groaned, "Oh, my God!" She
returned to attack Jeremy, pumping his cock with one hand while sucking him
madly.  Jeremy moaned aloud.  "Oh, yeah, here it comes!" He held Anna's
head in his hands, pulling her to him, and stiffening as he began to come
in her mouth.

   Jillian had quick shifted positions and straddled Richard's still firm
cock.  She plunged down on it, leaned forward and kissed his face, licking
her own juices from his lips, chin and cheeks.  "Fuck, baby," she
whispered. "I love how your cock feels inside me.  Fuck me, please.  Fuck
me hard."

   Richard was the last to come.  His hands grasped Jillian's little
breasts and his hips rose up to meet her downward thrusts.  She squealed as
his cock emptied his load in her tight little cunt.  "Yes, baby," she
whimpered.  "Come inside me.  Your spunk feels so hot!  God!  I love how
you come in me!"

   I wondered how she would feel about my come spurting into her.  So far,
she'd been fucked only by her husband, Jeremy, and by Richard.  I looked at
her and smiled.  She licked her lips and nodded.  I knew what that meant.
Jillian had decided that we would fuck at some time this evening.  I
grinned back and also nodded.

   Having been the first to be depleted, I felt it was my duty to provide
towels and washcloths to the rest of our little crew.  I rose somewhat
unsteadily and went to fetch the clean-up materials.  I ran warm water on
three washcloths and grabbed an armload of towels from the linen closet. 
When I returned to the room, Jeremy was kneeling in front of Anna, a
somewhat dazed grin on his face.  Jillian still sat astride Richard and
Linda continued to lap at Anna.  I handed a washcloth to Jillian.  She
smiled at me as I tossed a towel across Richard's belly.

   Linda backed away from Anna, who was resting on her elbows and knees on
the carpet.  I gave Linda a cloth and offered Anna the other.  The room was
silent except for the panting and gasping of the several participants.

   "I'm getting a drink," I announced.  "Anyone who wants one can join me
in the kitchen when you feel like you can move."

   Jillian arrived first, followed closely by her husband.  She took the
proffered Marguerite from my hand and looked at Jeremy.  "How's my mother's
blowjob?" she asked.

   Jeremy grunted approval.  "Whoosh!" he wheezed.  Jillian laughed.

   Richard arrived next.  He smiled at Jillian.  She grinned at him.  "I
know why my mother loves you," she teased him.  "You're a good lay."

   "Thank you," Richard said, bowing slightly.  "So are you."

   "Honey," Jillian said to her husband, "would you mind if I spent the
night with Jerry?  We haven't been together yet."

   Jeremy looked at me.  "If you want, baby," he said.

   "Can I?" Jillian asked me.

   "I'm, uh," I stammered.  "Sure.  I'd like that."

   In the living room, Anna had rolled onto her back.  She lay on the
floor, her knees raised.  Linda knelt next to her.

   "That's a nasty little kink you've developed," Anna told her.  "Where'd
you learn that?"

   "A friend," Linda said.  "Did you hate it?"

   "God, no!" Anna said.  "It's hot and nasty and I came twice, in case you
didn't notice."

   Linda grinned.  "I noticed."

   "I have to admit I was surprised," Anna said.

   "Well, honey, its Jerry's come.  I swallow it when I suck him off.  Not
much difference," Linda explained.

   "Uh huh," Anna mused.  "Or it's just an excuse for you to lick a pussy,"
she suggested.

   "Somebody needs an excuse?" Linda asked her.  "Next time Richard shoots
a load in me you could try it, if you need an excuse."

   "Or Jeremy," Anna said.  "I just swallowed a load of his."

   "Or Jeremy," Linda agreed.

   "I don't know," Anna told her.  "I'll have to think about it."

   "I didn't think about it the first time," Linda said.  "I just kind of
did it.  What's really hot is to do it while you're getting fucked from
behind."

   "Huh," Anna said, non-committally.

   "You don't have to, though," Linda reasoned with her.  "I just tried it
and I like it."

   "We'll see," Anna told her.

   +++++

   How I ended up with mother and daughter in the same bed was a bit of a
mystery.  Jillian had asked if she could spend the night with me.  Jeremy,
her husband, had acquiesced.  Because we only had two beds and three
couples, I was aware that there would be a certain amount of doubling up.
The previous night Jeremy, Richard, Anna and Jillian had doubled in the
master bedroom, while my wife and I had taken the guest room.  This
evening, however, Linda had corralled Jeremy and Richard, leaving me with
Anna and Jennifer.

   Anna was a gorgeous auburn-haired beauty, with 38-D breasts and flaring
hips.  We had enjoyed many hours of coupling during a previous visit.  I
found her to be mature, sensual, yet reserved, except in bed.  She was a
voracious lover.  Her daughter was a diminutive brunette who, I supposed,
resembled her father in appearance.  She had large, dark eyes and full lips
that naturally curved into a alluring smile, and broad hips atop her long,
smooth legs.

   As Linda led her two partners away to the master bedroom I was left with
the mother-daughter couple.  My level of discomfort ratcheted up a couple
of notches.  "This presents an interesting state of affairs," I smiled
weakly.

   Anna crossed the room and kissed me firmly on the lips.  "Is there a
problem?" she asked in her low, sensuous voice.

   I cleared my throat.  "I'm, uh, in a bit of a quandary," I admitted.

   "It's all right, darling," Anna purred.  "Remember last night when
Jillian and I swapped mates?" I nodded.  "Tonight, we'll just share you,"
she said lightly.

   Jillian cross the room and took my hand, pulling me from the chair where
I sat.  "Come on," she urged me.  "It'll be fun."

   I had no doubt that it would be fun once we got by the initial
discomfort.

   "Haven't you ever fucked a mother-daughter pair before?" Anna lowed.

   "No, I haven't," I admitted.

   "But you did fuck me while Jillian rode your face yesterday, though,"
Anna replied.

   "True," I said.  "But, that was a short-term kind of thing."

   "That's right," Jillian said.  "I didn't get to fuck you.  Tonight, I
will."

   "And you don't mind your mother being there?" I asked, as we moved
toward the spare room.

   Jillian giggled.  "You're so sweet," she grinned at me.  "My husband had
her several times last night, remember?  It was very exciting.  We like
sharing."

   "You do?" I said, marveling.

   "I think so," Anna said, leading the way into the room and closing the
door behind us.  "We'll find out for sure tonight."

   Jillian took my head in her hands and planted her warm lips on mine.  I
felt her sucking motion and surrendered my tongue to explore her generous
mouth.  Meantime, Anna attacked my shorts, stripping me to lower-half
nakedness in seconds.  Her lips closed around my hardening cock while my
hands slipped under the loose sheath of Jillian's top and cupped her
smallish breasts, my thumbs raking across her sensitive nipples.

   She backed away and pulled her top over her head, yanked the hem of my
T-shirt until she had pulled it off of me.  She stepped back toward me and
sucked on my nipples.  I could feel my meat growing in Anna's mouth as
shocks of electricity pulsed through my body.  I grinned, realizing that
they had stripped me naked before either of them fully disrobed.  Anna
still wore her white shorts and halter top, while Jillian retained her jean
shorts.

   "Remember, Mother," Jillian murmured, pressing her breasts into my bare
chest, "I get him first this time."

   Anna released my cock from her mouth.  "I'm just getting him ready for
you," she whispered back.

   "Just don't use him up," Jillian cautioned, quickly stepping out of her
shorts.  She grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand to the soft flesh of her
belly.  Her eyes shone as she looked into mine.  "You can figure out what
to do next, can't you?" she whispered to me.

   I slid my hand down across the naked flesh of her belly, her shaved
mound, and slipping a single finger between the damp folds of her pussy.  I
searched for the tiny nub of her clit and dragged my finger along it.

   "Nice," she whispered, her bright, dark eyes gleaming in the half-light
of the room.  Her lips attacked mine again and her tongue probed into my
mouth.  I sucked on the energetic organ, my own tongue pressing and
exploring against hers.  Her mother, meanwhile, was cupping my balls in one
hand while the other steadied my rod as she slid her lips up and down the
length of it.  She squeezed her tongue the length of it and released it
with a little kiss to the tip.

   "He's ready," she announced, backing away and standing up.  I watched
over Jillian's shoulder as she untied the strings of her halter and slid
the white shorts down her tanned, well-formed thighs.  She was as I
remembered, a glorious, elegant, and delectable woman.

   Jillian sighed and released my mouth, grabbing my wrist with both hands
as my finger probed into her tight hole.  She looked frankly at my cock,
then back into my eyes.  "I want that inside me," she whispered.

   Anna whipped the covering off the bed and eased me back toward it.  I
sat on the edge.

   "You have to lie down," Jillian instructed, "just like last night."

   I grinned and scooted to the center of the bed and stretched out.  My
cock pointed skyward.  Jillian knelt on the bed and crawled toward me.  She
reached out one hand and grasped my meat.  She planted a couple of kisses
on the top of my rod then straddled it purposefully.  I felt the warm,
moist flesh of her as she slid the tip around her slit, positioning it at
the opening.  She looked at me, her eyes brilliantly shining as she eased
herself onto my cock.  She was tight.  She eased up and down, gently
lubricating it with her juices, each stroke taking me deeper and deeper
into her love canal.

   Anna stood next to the bed, fascinated apparently as her daughter
accepted the throbbing rod of my cock.  She smiled gently as Jillian
achieved full penetration and closed her eyes, moaning softly.  Anna's gaze
shifted to my face.  I looked into her eyes and lightly licked my lips. 
Without a word, Anna knelt on the bed then straddled my head facing her
daughter.  My arms wrapped around her thighs and I pulled her exquisite
pussy toward my lips.

   +++++

   "I know this wasn't the original plan," Linda admitted as she closed the
door behind Richard and Jeremy.  "I hope you don't mind."

   "There was a plan?" Richard chuckled.  "I thought we just kind of took
things as they came, to coin a phrase."

   "We do," Linda said.  "But, I understand the two of you may not be
completely comfortable in this situation.  Neither of your wives is here
and you've got this strange woman staying with you tonight."

   "You're not a strange woman, Linda." Richard offered, turning to Jeremy.
"Do you think she's strange?"

   Jeremy nodded.  "Strange, beautiful, intelligent, and completely
delectable."

   Richard snorted.  "You're such a suck up.  I can't believe I let you
marry my daughter," he joked.

   "You didn't seem to mind me screwing your wife, either," Jeremy noted.

   "All right, you two," Linda snapped.  "No more bickering.  Get naked."

   Jeremy and Richard looked at each other and shrugged.  They quickly
disrobed and watched intently as Linda stepped out of her shorts and pulled
off her tank-top.

   "Now what?" Richard said.

   "What would you like?" Linda asked him.

   He took a step toward her.  "I would like to devour you," he growled.

   Linda grinned.  "I think we can do that.  Jeremy, would you mind lying
down here?" She pointed to the bed.

   Jeremy clambered onto the bed and twisted to face the ceiling.  Linda
knelt next to him and collected his cock in her hands.  She wiggled her ass
in the air.  "Will this do?" she asked Richard.  He nodded and crawled up
behind her.

   Linda's eyes gleamed as she examined the young cock in her hands.  It
was not yet hard but she could feel the heavy weight of it in her hands. 
She nodded briefly and swept her tongue across its length.  She could hear
Jeremy gasp and emitted a small squeal as Richard's tongue dove between her
folds.

   "Oh, my!" she grinned into Jeremy's face.  "This is going to be
interesting."

   She kept her eyes focused on Jeremy's as she enveloped his growing meat
in her soft, talented mouth.  She swept her tongue around the pole, sliding
her lips up and down as she clutched it with her hands.  She grinned around
it as she felt it swell with arousal.  Jeremy's hand brushed a lock of her
blonde hair away from her forehead so he could watch her eyes.  She nodded
to encourage him to continue to touch her hair and face.

   Linda liked the feeling of his young meat in her mouth and on her
tongue. She loved the way his eyes locked on hers as she worked her magic
on his rod.  Her hand strayed between his legs and cupped the heavy balls.
She caressed and stroked them, scraping them gently with her nails as her
mouth plunged up and down on his member.

   Richard's attentions to her nether regions did not go unnoticed.  She
could feel his tongue worming around in her, first licking across the
sensitive nub of her clit, then plunging into the warm, welcoming darkness
of her love hole.  She hummed in gratification at the series of sensations
he produced, deliciously mouthing the hot, hard meat in her mouth.  She
raised her head off it long enough to whimper, "Oh, fuck, Richard!  I want
your cock inside me."

   Richard grinned and backed away to reposition himself.  He slowly slid
his man-rod into the damp folds of her flesh and penetrated into the hole
where his tongue had so recently plunged.  Linda moaned around her renewed
attack on Jeremy's cock, her tongue pressing against the entire length as
she slipped her head down to engulf all of him.

   Jeremy groaned as Linda's fingers probed beneath his balls.  "I'm going
to come!" he whispered urgently.

   She released him tenderly, licking around the head before telling him,
"That's the idea darling.  You're going to come in my mouth and I'm going
to swallow every drop of your hot man-come.  Don't hold back." She engulfed
him again, holding him pressed between her tongue and the roof of her
mouth, her tongue vigorously pumping his young cock.

   Richard's slow, deliberate strokes prompted shivers to course through
her body.  As she caressed Jeremy's cock with her tongue, she squeezed
against the invaded plunging into her from below.  Jeremy's hips lifted off
the bed and Linda could feel the initial palpitations beginning in his
flesh.  She hummed in encouragement and the first spurt of his come surged
into her waiting mouth.  She swallowed and milked his meat with her tongue,
delighting in the recurring spasms that ejected the warm jets into her
mouth.

   Jeremy groaned with a guttural growl.  He clasped the loose blonde
tresses of his tormenter in his fingers.  "Oh, God!" he grimaced as she
sucked the essence out of him.  Linda smiled around her mouthful of his
flesh and continued to press her tongue along the bottom of his cock,
milking out each surge of his come.  She briefly considered if Anna or
Jillian had demonstrated their desire for his essence in the same manner,
deciding finally that this was her special way of communicating to the
young newlywed her intense desire to have his come inside her.

   She delicately licked across the head and sought to collect every morsel
of the young man's seed.  He would, she know, be a prisoner of her desire
for long after this singular event.  It would be a benchmark of sexual
experience for him, drawing him back to her time and again for a repetition
of the event.

   Linda kissed her was up his body, allowing Richard to follow as he
continued to pump his meat into her welcoming hole.  She looked into his
eyes, recognizing that he could see the translation of Richard's thrusts
through her body as she reacted to his ardor.

   "Lovely come," she whispered to Jeremy.  "Thank you for that."

   Jeremy looked at her strangely.  He tenderly kissed the corner of her
mouth.  "That was amazing," he told her in a soft whisper.

   Linda wrapped her arms under his shoulders and placed her lips near his
ear.  "Hold me, Jeremy.  I want you to hold me tight while your
father-in-law fucks me.  Would you do that?"

   He wrapped her arms around her back, feeling her naked breasts press
into his chest, her body heaving with the repeated thrusts of Richard's
assault on her.  "I'll hold you," he whispered back to her.

   +++++

   "Miss me last night?" Linda asked me as we began the process of
preparing the breakfast the next morning.

   "I did," I told her with gravity.

   She smirked and chuckled.  "At what point was that?  When Anna was
riding you or while you were pounding Jillian into submission."

   I grinned at her.  "You, however, remained chaste and pure all night?"

   "Not hardly," she sneered wickedly.  "Jeremy held me tight while Richard
fucked me from behind.  Then, Richard knelt on my hands and fed me his cock
while Jeremy ate then fucked me.  The few hours of sleep I got were holding
Richard's dick in my hand and Jeremy's in my cunt."

   "You can sleep like that?" I asked, not fully believing her.

   "Well, sort of.  When he fell asleep and got soft I had to wake him up,
get him hard to put him back inside."

   I shook my head.  "Where did you put my wife?" I asked her.

   "She's still in here," Linda answered, pulling out the pan to bake the
bacon.  "She's quietly sitting here right next to the slut you created."

   "I created?" I asked in mock horror.

   Linda turned toward me and put her hand against my face.  "Yes, my
darling.  You remember that this was all you're idea, don't you?  You made
this happen and I'll always be grateful."

   "So you're enjoying the experience?" I asked.

   "Except for the tiny twinge of jealousy I had last night."

   "When was that?"

   "Not sure, exactly.  I woke up and thought about you in there with Anna
and Jillian.  But, then I felt the cock in my hand, leaned down and put it
in my mouth, and I wasn't jealous anymore."

   I finished assembling the coffee maker and pressed the button to brew.
"Do we need to do something different about sleeping arrangements?" I
asked.

   Linda turned and looked at me, leaning in to kiss me on the forehead. 
"You're so sweet to worry about it.  Honestly, it was just a tiny tweak. 
It was stupid."

   "I don't want anything to hurt you," I told her.  "Even a little bit."

   "It wasn't you, darling," Linda said, reaching for the pan to fry the
hash browns.  "I told you, it was me and it was stupid."

   "I can stop this if you want," I suggested.

   Linda stood up by the stove and spun around to face me.  "We have a
reputation, baby.  Fun for the gentlemen and for the ladies." She grinned.
"If you stop then we both stop and our reputation goes out the window."

   "Is that what you want?"

   "It is not," she said defiantly.  "Last night was glorious for me.  I
felt like a goddess, ravished by two adoring suitors.  I liked it.  I loved
it.  No, I do not want it to stop.  Don't be silly."

   "Then I can't fix this," I told her seriously.

   "Nobody is asking you to fix anything, darling," she said.  "It's fine.
It's fantastic.  It's wonderful."

   "Okay," I said doubtfully.

   "Believe me," she said.  "Now, go take a shower and get ready to serve
our guests.  You smell like stale pussy."

   I left my wife to go to the main bathroom for a shower.  I hadn't been
under the spray for more than a minute when the door opened.  It was
Jillian.

   "Can I come in?" she whispered just above the noise of the running
water. "I've really got to pee."

   "Sure," I answered jovially.  "I promise I won't peek."

   Through the opaque haze created by the shower curtain I could see her
dark hair and a rough outline of her frame as she came in and sat on the
toilet.  She did her business and stood next to the bowl.  "Should I flush
or will it burn you."

   "Go ahead," I said.  "The plumbing will handle it."

   She pressed the lever and a brief flash of warmth swept through my
shower.  I was surprised when Jillian pulled back the curtain and quickly
stepped under the spray.

   "Well, hello there," I joked as she pressed close to me.

   "Can I tell you how wonderful last night was?" she asked.

   "Really?" I asked, feeling the soft skin press against me.  "I'm glad
you enjoyed it."

   She wrapped her arms around my waist.  "It was spectacular," she said.
"I get quivers all over when I think about it."

   "Well, as you can tell, you're being close to me has a similar effect,"
I chuckled, my rising rod pressing against her flesh.

   "I see," she said with a giggle, taking my cock in her small hand. 
"Give me the soap and I'll wash this for you."

   "Turn about is fair play," I reminded her, lathering up my hands, giving
her the soap, and pressing my soapy hands across her lovely breasts.

   Our hands played slickly across each other's bodies.  Jillian
concentrated on my meat, occasionally running a small hand underneath in a
mock effort to wash my balls.  For my part, my fingers slid into he moist
slit and played invader into her most private of parts.

   "You seem to like fingering and fucking me," she said softly.

   "Guilty as charged," I admitted.  "And you seem fascinated by my
protrusions."

   "I like it best when it's buried deep inside me," she murmured.  "Can we
do that?"

   "With a wee slip of a girl like you?" I answered.  "I don't think it
will be a problem."

   I grabbed her waist and lifted her off the floor of the tub.  "Wrap your
legs around me," I instructed.  She did as ordered and I let her slide down
my body until my cock made contact with her welcoming slit.  With a minor
amount of adjustment, I managed to position my meat at her entrance and
allowed her to slide down on me until she was totally impaled on my member.

   "Oh, God, that feels so good!" she murmured into my shoulder.

   "You're going to have to do most of the work," I told her, cupping her
ass in my hands and supporting her thighs on my forearms.  "Just hitch your
hips forward and back."

   She hitched.  She moaned.  "Your cock is pressing on my clitty," she
whimpered.  "It's so hot!"

   Jillian took off.  She rammed herself forward and back on my rod,
moaning and whimpering.  Occasionally, words would form and those drove me
on toward a climax.

   "Oh, fuck!" Jillian whimpered.  "I love your cock!  I love your cock
inside me!  I love fucking on your cock!"

   I grinned to myself.  This girl loved a cock inside her, mine or anyone
else's, I presumed.  She just loved to fuck.  I decided to return the
favor.

   "I love how tight you feel on my cock, Jillian," I whispered to her. 
"You fuck me so good.  I love how you fuck on my cock.  You're hot and
tight in there.  You're so good to fuck!"

   Jillian groaned.  "Oh, fuck, yes!" she breathed heavily.  "Fuck my tight
little cunt.  Fuck me, baby."

   It didn't take us long.  Jillian clawed at my shoulders and hitched
herself faster and faster.  She held me tightly and moaned a long time.  It
was all the impetus I needed.  I felt the burning in my legs and the
beginnings of my own climax in my balls.

   "I'm coming, baby," I warned her urgently.

   "Yes, yes!  Come inside me.  Fuck me hard, baby and squirt inside me!"

   I let loose and felt her canal pulse with the contractions of her own
release.  I shot four or five spurts of come into her welcoming love canal.
Jillian bit down on the flesh where my shoulder joined my neck.  That, I
thought, is going to leave a mark.

   +++++

   The girls decided to spend the afternoon sunbathing on the deck.  I took
Jeremy and Richard down to my workshop and showed them the few projects I
had working.  We returned to the main level of the house in time to see the
girls arranged with drinks, sunglasses and tiny bathing suits on the deck.
It was as marvelous a display of feminine flesh as any of us had seen in
some time.

   "I spent some time in Italy," I confessed.  "The lower east coast
features a couple of nude beaches.  I was young and foolish, though, and
thought that was as great a scene as I'd ever see."

   "This is pretty good," Jeremy remarked.

   "My boy," I said, clapping a hand on his shoulder, "this is better."

   I fetched beers from the fridge for the three of us and offered to look
up some sports action on the satellite.  We all settled in the den and
enjoyed a European soccer match.  Occasionally, one of the three women
would trek through on the way to use the facilities giving us all a proper
show in the process.  We saved our comments until after the particular lady
was out of earshot, usually back on the deck.

   Jillian was the cute one, we agreed.  Linda got the most votes for raw
sexuality.  Anna was our choice as the most voluptuous and elegant of the
three.

   "This is a pretty fair deal you've got here," Richard remarked to me.

   I agreed.  "It's not a bad way to live," I chuckled, "and the fringe
benefits are outstanding."

   "I'm surprise you're not jealous," Jeremy said.  "I mean, I'm glad
you're not, but I'm not sure I could manage as well as you seem to."

   "You're doing all right," I told him.  "Your wife is among our treasured
ladies this week.  You seem to be handling it all right."

   "Which brings me to a point," Richard interjected.  He waved a hand
toward Jeremy.  "What's going to happen when we get back home?"

   "What do you mean?" Jeremy asked, without any hint of suspicion or guile
in his voice.

   "Do you think Anna and Jillian will want to continue to sleep with both
of us?" Richard asked.

   "Wow!" Jeremy replied.  "I hadn't thought about that at all.  Do you
think they will?"

   Richard shrugged.  "I don't know.  That's why I'm asking."

   "Why don't you ask them?" I suggested.

   Richard leaned forward in his chair and rolled his bottle around the rim
on the coaster.  Finally, he lifted it up and raised it in a toast.  "Nah,"
he said.  "Probably be better to leave it up to them.  Let them surprise
us."

   "If you want," I offered, "I could make a few discrete inquiries."

   "What do you think, Jeremy?" Richard asked.

   "Man, I don't know," he said.

   Richard considered the label of his beer for a few seconds.  "As curious
as I am, I'm for leaving it up to them."

   "That's probably best," I agreed, looking toward Jeremy.  "That way you
can be truly surprised and delighted if Anna slides into your bed one
night."

   Jeremy grinned and nodded.

   "So is this what it means to be depraved?" Jillian asked the other
women.

   "Depraved?" Anna responded.  "This isn't depraved, is it?" she directed
at Linda.

   "If loving sex with three attractive males is depraved, I guess it is,"
Linda said.

   "I don't think it's depraved," Anna said.  "I think it's just a
condition of loving sex and having a nice assortment of partners to choose
from."

   "Mother, you and I had sex with each other's husbands in the presence of
one another.  I know plenty of people who would think that's depraved,"
Jillian said insistently.

   "Well, it's just BS," Anna protested.  "We all enjoyed it and nobody got
hurt.  Your friends would probably just be jealous."

   "That's right," Linda chimed in.  "You're getting variety and they're
stuck in their little ruts."

   "The sex has been good," Jillian agreed.

   "And we all like each other," Linda added.

   "And," Anna concluded, "nobody is jealous."

   "Besides," Linda told them, "depraved is what Jerry and I are going to
be doing next weekend."

   "Oh, really?" Anna pressed.  "What's that?"

   "We've been invited to a friend's house and to a party they're going to.
They're full-fledged swingers.  We're going to be fucking people we don't
know at all."

   "That is depraved," Jillian said.

   "Probably so," Linda nodded, "but I think it will be fun, too.  Besides,
we're all adults with the ability to separate sex from love.  We'll just be
fucking for fun."

   "Well, I hope you have a good time," Anna told her.  "That's probably a
little beyond where we are," she said, indicating her daughter.  "In fact,
we need to decide about what we're going to do when we get home."

   "In what way?" Linda asked.

   "Jillian has to decide if she wants to keep sleeping with Richard," Anna
said.

   "Oh, wow!" Jillian said.  "I hadn't thought about that."

   "That's because you typically don't think beyond the next meal," Anna
laughed.  "It's just who you are."

   "I guess that would mean you'd keep on sleeping with Jeremy, too,"
Jillian offered.

   "That would only seem fair," Anna said.

   "You could save it for special occasions," Linda suggested.

   "Like Fridays," Anna chuckled.

   "Fridays are special," Linda laughed along with her.

   "Do you want to?" Jillian asked her mother.

   "Honey," Anna said seriously, "we'll do whatever makes you happy, okay?
I'm not looking to steal Jeremy away from you.  But, I certainly wouldn't
kick him out of my bed if he showed up there, as long as you approved."

   Jillian considered the situation.  "You think they'd want to?"

   "The men?" Linda asked incredulously.  "Of course they would."

   Jillian shrugged.  "I guess.  But, how often should we do it?  Swap out,
I mean?"

   "We'll think about it a bit and come up with a plan," Anna told her. 
"Something you feel comfortable with."

   "And at least once a year you'll have to come up here again so I can get
back in the mix," Linda said enthusiastically.  "Agreed?"

   "That sounds like a real plan," Anna answered for them both.  "You good
with that, Jillian?"

   "I'm definitely good with that," Jillian grinned.

   Linda was chopping vegetables in the early afternoon when I found her in
the kitchen.  She wore a cutoff tank top and some ragged jean shorts.  Her
breasts pushed firmly against the fabric of the top, jiggling gently as she
sliced through the vegetables.  I brushed a stray lock of her blonde hair
behind her ear.

   "How you doing?" I asked.

   "Me?" she said, sounding a little surprised.  "I'm good."

   "The boys treating you right?"

   She stopped slicing and looked at me.  Her face broke into a broad grin.
"I'd say so."

   "I'm just sayin'" I shrugged.  "You're having fun with them?" Linda
returned to her chopping.  "Yeah," she said carefully.

   She chopped on for a little while before setting the knife down and
looking at me.  "What's going on?" she asked.

   "Nothing," I said.  "I was just thinking.  You know.  Remembering."

   "Yeah?"

   "Well, you remember the first time?  I mean, the first night when you
went into Jack?"

   She smiled.  "I remember."

   "Well, that night," I continued, "you came back to bed."

   "Yeah?"

   "Then you left again and went back to him."

   "I remember," she said again.

   "Then, after a while, you'd spend the whole night with him.  Sometimes
you'd stay with me, but sometimes you'd stay with him the whole night."

   "Did it bother you when I did that?"

   "No, no," I protested.  "It was a hell of a turn on for me.  I could
imagine the two of you together and, well, it made me really hard.  Once in
a while I'd be able to hear you telling him to fuck you.  It was very hot."

   "What's that got to do with now?" Linda asked.

   "I guess I just wanted you to know that I still get turned on by those
images.  Last night, you in there with Jeremy and Richard.  I heard you a
couple of times when you were coming.  It was hot."

   "Okay," she said.  "What are you trying to tell me?"

   "Nothing," I said, uneasily.  "I guess I just want you to know that I
love you, that I think you're hot and sexy, and I love the Linda you've
become."

   Linda smiled gently at me.  "And, I love you, too, darling," she said.
"And I love that you're not crazy jealous."

   "So," I said after a few seconds of pause, "you're not upset with me for
the way things have turned out?" "No, I'm not upset with you."

   "You're the best ever," I confided in her.  "I mean, I'm not surprised
that these guys want to be with you.  You're just the best."

   "You're sweet, baby," she said.

   "I guess I'm trying to say that I like hearing you and watching you. 
So, don't hold back, okay?  I mean, if you want to yell or scream or
whatever, I really like it."

   Linda nodded.  "I don't want to hurt your feelings," she said.

   "You won't," I said quickly.  "It just tells me that you're having fun.
That's what this is all about, isn't it?"

   "It is," she said.  "And I will.  I promise.  I'll let you know that I'm
having fun."

   "Just don't hold back for me, baby," I said, "because I'm good with it."

   "You don't think your ladies will mind?" she chuckled.

   I shrugged.  "Fuck `em if they can't handle it."

   "I'm sure you will," Linda joked, picking up the knife to continue
chopping.

   The night before Richard, Anna, Jeremy and Jillian left became the night
of threesomes.  Anna was the instigator, whispering to me that she wanted
my cock inside her while she sucked off Jeremy.  I grinned at her and
agreed.

   Jeremy and I stripped her slowly, pausing to suckle her ample breasts.
While Jeremy stripped, I enjoyed a session of lapping at her golden pussy,
tenderly licking her clit and tonguing her hole.  When Anna quivered
through a small orgasm, I backed away to strip off my own clothing.  As I
did I noticed that Linda had captured Richard's cock in her mouth as
Jillian rode his face.  Linda's eye caught mine and she moaned languidly,
her tongue darting around his erect rod.  I smiled and nodded at her, then
returned my attention to Anna.  She instructed Jeremy to sit on the sofa,
then knelt in front of him, presenting herself to me for penetration.

   She felt like molten gold as I entered her, causing her to moan softly
as my cock spread her vaginal canal and eased home to the full extent.  She
leaned over Jeremy, captured his cock between her lips and began to suck
and lick at his member.

   I could see her auburn hair rise and fall on her back as she ministered
to her daughter's husband.  I fucked her slowly, simply enjoying her moist
caress.  Jeremy lay back against the sofa, his eyes closed and his hand
lightly resting on Anna's head as she sucked on him. "Of fuck," I heard him
whisper.  "You do that so good."

   She did, I knew, having enjoyed her technique the night before while her
daughter rode my face.  For my part, I could feel the compressions within
her as Anna enjoyed the feelings elicited by my penetration of her love
canal.

   I looked to my left and saw that Linda had mounted Richard's member and
was busy repeatedly impaling herself on his hardened flesh.  Linda pressed
her hands against Jillian's back as the younger girl continued to buck
against his nose, mouth and tongue.

   "Oh, God, yes!" Linda moaned.  "I love the feel of that cock inside me."

   I smiled as my own cock pulsed with excitement.  Anna pushed back
against me, surprising me.  I thought she was concentrating on Jeremy's
cock.

   "Anna, darling," Jeremy groaned.  "I'm close."

   Anna hummed deeply then released her lips from his member.  "That's
fine, baby," she growled gently.  "Put you sweet come in my mouth.  I want
your hot, young come."

   I nearly lost it right there.  I held Anna's hips in my hand and began
to earnestly pump my cock into her with increasing force and intensity. 
Her mouth enveloped Jeremy's cock and she began to bob her head more
quickly.  Jeremy moaned aloud.

   "Oh, shit!" he cried.  "I'm coming, Anna!  I can't hold it."

   I felt Anna compress on me as she sucked the young man's hot juice into
her mouth.  I plunged in and out, forcing her head to continue bobbing on
Jeremy's meat.  I felt the burning signal of my own release building.  Just
as I began to feel the hot spurts pump down my own cock I heard Linda cry
out.

   "Oh, fuck, yes!  I love that cock!  Fuck me, Richard!  Fuck me!  I'm
coming!"

   It was perfection.  I came just as my wife came, screaming her love of
the sexual union, my own spunk spurting into the auburn-haired beauty
before me as her mouth filled with the come of her daughter's husband.

   After a few minutes of respite, Jillian demanded to suck me off while
Richard screwed her from behind.  I could feel his thrusts into the young
bride as she worked on me.  At the same time, her husband found himself
beneath my wife and his mother-in-law, Linda receiving a marvelous tongue
lashing while Anna rode the boy, pounding herself on his meat.  Linda
continued to vocalize her pleasure for me, letting me know every time he
brought her to climax.

   Finally, I got to watch my wife spitted between our two guests.  She
sucked Richard to his third orgasm of the night while the young Jeremy
pounded her from behind.  Jillian's talented lips brought me to erection as
I tongued her mother.  She then slid beneath me, arranging herself so I
could make penetration.  As I fucked her daughter, Anna ran her fingers
through my hair, pulling and pushing to maximize her delight.  The surprise
of the night was yes to come.

   Soon after Jeremy growled his release into my wife, Anna struggled to
her knees, and as Jeremy withdrew from Linda, took a position beneath
Linda. She pulled Linda's sopping pussy toward her mouth and began to suck
and lick her son-in-law's come from my wife's pussy.

   Jeremy moved toward his wife, his softening cock shiny with the mixed
juices of his spunk and my wife's lubricating fluids.  To my amazement,
Jillian grabbed his member and pulled it into her mouth.  As Anna sucked my
wife's pussy, Jillian licked and sucked the mingled remains of Jeremy's
joining with my wife off of his flaccid member.  I could stand it no longer
and bellowed my own release.  Jillian's tight, young pussy clamped on me as
my cock spat out the last jets of my spunk.

   Richard was the last to release.  "I'm coming!" he warned Linda.

   "Come on my tits," I heard my wife demand.

   Richard grunted, grabbed his cock and pointed it at my wife's ample
breasts.  Like the rest of us, Richard had little left, and after three or
four small spurts, sat back on his haunches gasping for breath.

   Linda looked at me and grinned.  While never a kink of mine, or hers
that I knew of, she seemed proud to display her tits with blobs of
Richard's come splattered about.  I watched as Jillian knelt next to her
and proceeded to lick those blobs of come off my wife's breasts.  Linda
groaned in ecstasy as the mother-daughter team cleaned her up.

   When they had her clean, Jillian leaned back on her haunches and looked
over the room.

   "Now that," she said definitively, "was depraved."

   "No, darling," her mother corrected her.  "That was sensational."