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Subject: Reunion  Part II  (MFMFFfM, teen, religion)
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Disclaimer: this story deals with group sexual contact, involving
married  and, in one case, slightly underage people, and is not
intended to be read by anyone under 18.  This is my first posted
effort at erotic writing and it makes no pretensions to be anything
other than some thoughts I find arousing. Everything and everyone in
the story is the product of my over-active imagination, with one
exception: the PC game described exists (try a web search for
4play95); I have no other connection with its maker than that of a
happy customer. Friendly Email is welcome to:

catservant@hotmail.com

Part II (finding part one is recommended  for comprehension :^) )

        Tamiko began to work her hand down the high neckline of Beths
dress; "Mrs Ha.....Beth, I'm  nervous too....you see, Ive never been
touched this way by a *man*. Anne is bi-sexual, and she let me hide
and watch her once......", as she spoke in a very low voice, almost
whispering to Beth, her hand was visible to all sneaking down that
lady's chest and up one mound. Beth made a little cry as fingers made
the tight squeeze under her bra and found her nipple. "but tonight, I
think I want to try for myself......" Davids bass voice spoke equally
quietly "Tammy, I believe wed all agree you shouldnt do *anything*
tonight youre not sure you want to do". "Sweet love, hes right",
Anne put in, "and if I had any brains Id make you go back to our room
and stay there, but...... this is all so exciting"  "Anne,
dear......Pastor Johnson, please, I want to stay", she said, all the
while toying very expertly with Beths now erect nipple.

    "Well", Dave Johnson continued, "I guess were all damned fools
tonight.......but I might as well take my roll and  get on with this"
With a big grin, he turned the laptop (one eye still on Beths chest),
bought his first square, "Eves Escorts", and continued on doubles,
"aw,  got no money for that one......Paul, get off the floor and roll"
Tamiko whispered in Beths ear, "should I keep......?". "Please,
honey, youre making me feel wonderful; Paul, you know the rules, when
should she stop?" "I dunno, whenever you two have to do something
else, I guess. Til then, have fun", Paul said, just as he rolled onto
Beths "Rooms".

      "Well Beth, look at this, Im right back on the floor"--  it
directed him to lie face down and let Beth (shoes off) use his ass as
a footstool--  "and youre the first to take off something". As Tammy
took her hand out of Beths dress, Beth bent down to remove her low
heels, "At my feet, slave, then". "As you command, lovely lady". Mark
rolled as Beth felt up Pauls ass with her stocking feet, and joined
Paul on his wifes property. "Pay for me....I can play with Beth
anytime"-- as he hit that, an "interaction" came up-- "Oh, Paul, you
can stop being my wifes footstool and come give me a neck-rub".
"Damn, guy, I was having fun down there". As Paul started to
complainingly rub Marks neck, Beth took her roll......."Playpen":
"Mark, remove Beths dress"

      "Beth, you OK with this?" Mark asked, "for all I know youre
naked under there" "Tammy knows some of my secrets, Mark......and Dave
knows all of em. Come over here and show the rest" Again, every eye
was on his wife as Mark unzipped her from behind and helped her out of
the sleeves of her long dress,  uncovering white bra straps but being
careful to hide anything else. Mark looked around and smiled as he
began to gradually lower the material, giving everybody else there a
first time view of  Beths full cleavage. The ex-missionary-- and now,
for the first time in public, stripper-- was quite noticeably blushing
as her husband eased her dress down over the cups of her plunging bra
and brought it slowly to her waist (still quite trim; no kids) All
three of their watching classmates appeared obviously excited (and the
two younger ladies werent exactly disinterested........)

     Mark, after a pause,  started pushing the wool over  Beths hips
and uncovering her nude-tone pantyhose. "Hmmm looks familiar", David
broke the silence, but stared with the rest as Mark slowly revealed
his wifes very pleasantly full nyloned thighs, then let the material
drop around her stocking feet. "Turn around, love, and show these good
Baptists  your best feature." "I should slap you for that", but Beth
did turn her back and let the folks admire her round, shapely bottom.
"Always did envy you enjoying the best ass at college,   Mark".
"Youre not the only one, Paul", said Dave. "No, hes not, though I
was in deepest denial of  THOSE thoughts at the time", Anne added, as
Beth turned back, blushing even deeper, "Cmon Anne, just take your
turn".

     Anne hit the "Grab Bag", and ended up taking off her high heels,
then her daughter ended up, like Beth, landing on the Playpen, also
partnering Mark: "Tamiko, lay on the floor and let Mark touch your
entire body through any clothes you have on". An "interaction" message
came up as well: "Beth share a long and very close hug with Tamiko".
Beth, still standing, walked over to Tammy, helped the petite teen up,
folded her close against her scantily-clad body and pressed her mouth
to Tamikos ear. For a time they hugged tight and whispered back and
forth, then Beth eased the girl down to the rug, continuing their
intimate embrace.  "Mark, youre supposed to come and play too", Beth
said to her watching husband.

      Anne sat and watched as her college friends double-teamed her
daughter-cum-love-of-her-life: Beth, voluptuous in bra and pantyhose,
holding Tammy tight against her chest, her husband kneeling down to
stroke straight dark hair and one pretty cheek as the other pressed
against Beths. Anne had long considered how best to introduce her
sweetheart to the delight she occasionally found in hetero-sex; this
wild concatenation of circumstance had brought together three men she
knew to be gentle and decent (and, incidentally, two wives Anne was
frankly lusting for); she decided she couldnt do much better than to
let the dice have their way. Mark, she was glad to see, wasnt rushing
things, massaging her lovers shoulders and caressing her back through
the red silk blouse, and the other three were quietly staring at the
little tableau: Shawna and David holding hands, Pauls eyes fixed on
the roaming hands of his old friend as they in due time  passed
Tammys waistline and began to explore surprisingly full cheeks and
long slim legs through her skirt.

      Mark was not finding it entirely easy to stay as gentle, calm,
and slow, as he thought he should; touching the exquisite young thing
his wife was hugging was overpoweringly exciting. The tall but slight
blonde, while he still put faith in such things, had been a notable
"Warrior for Christ" in  Europes hardest-core red light district. As
he stroked Tammys stockinged calves it occurred to him that hed been
true to Beth through everything  Amsterdam could throw at him, but
this teenager was too much-- and that it was too much to believe that
he had his wifes enthusiastic cooperation in enjoying her! He wanted
to lift her skirt and.........but had enough sense  left to realize he
needed to "play the game". Mark reached around and put his hands on
Tamikos where they embraced his wife, and caught Tammys
eyes......and her expression of obvious pleasure. "Are you liking all
this, dear?"-- he slowly  stroked up her amazingly delicate wrists and
arms--  "Oh, yes". Beth put in, "Mark, you shouldve  heard what shes
been whispering to me" . Mark moved his hands around her shoulders and
down to her sides, unavoidably brushing her small mounds. "Tammy, may
I feel your breasts?", Mark somehow felt like he should ask.."Mr.
Hazlitt.......Mark, the game said my entire body; I think you should
touch me wherever you want to" .

     Tamiko released herself from Beths arms-- a place where she
certainly wanted to be again, but adventure called-- flipped onto her
back on the old carpet, and looked up into Marks blue eyes. That was
new too, she thought, as Mark slipped his big hands and long fingers
down her sides and up on to her stomach-- .Anne, Beth, Kim (the one
gaijin girl shed flirted and played a little with at school) all
brown-eyed-- then Marks hands moved up to her silk-covered breasts,
tentatively at first, then a proper massage, different from Anne or
Kims touch, but *very* nice. Distracted by a deep voice, she looked
up, caught Annes eyes, and her lovers oh-so-familiar meaningful
smile. 

      It was David that spoke, "Mark, Im landing on your square and
paying you off, so you just keep doing what youre doing......" Paul
bought the "Tattoo Parlor", spoke quietly to Beth, "why dontcha roll
for Mark", and turned in time to catch Mark slipping one hand down
between Tamikos legs and starting to rub her through her skirt. Beth
managed to break her own concentration to put Marks token on Pauls
square, pay, and buy a property on doubles-- then landed herself on
the Grab Bag:  "Beth, spin the bottle. Give the winning gent a full
two minute French kiss" . "Men only......seems tame," Beth said, "but
at least we have a bottle; sorry, Mark, think you need to get up
here.........or should I say, sorry Tammy", she added, as the rather
flush-faced teen shared a smile with her husband. "Three men too
*tame* for you  dear?.......I hope you arent gonna go fully lesbian
on me, though considering", Marks gesture caught the other three
women as he sat back down, "couldnt blame you".

     "Here goes", Beth said, and gave the empty pint a hard spin.
"Mmmmm, definitely looks like me", said Paul. The (ex) hard-shell
preacher--  his rather well made suit still suggesting the latter, and
the brown hair and new beard hed been letting grow looking more
suitable for his teaching job-- got up and walked toward Marks wife,
who stood up and met his embrace. "Paul", Mark interjected, "give me
your watch......I dont have a second hand". "Anal retentive, are
we?.......here". "You get two go-rounds with my Beth, no more, no
less......and youll find she has"......at which point Beth was
grabbing Paul and lip-locking him......"quite a clever tongue" Paul
had had quite a case of the hots for Beth 10 years gone, and he wasted
no time making the kiss as steamy as possible, exploring her mouth and
pressing her full breasts against his chest, while the lady cooperated
with enthusiasm.

    "One minute", called Mark, "remember to breathe". Anne turned the
comp her way and rolled: "Go to the Clinic". "Shit, Im feeling left
out; you try Tam". She hopped on to Pauls Kitty club; play involved
Paul taking off her shoes. "Hey Paul, time.Tammy needs you". Paul and
Beth seemed to disengage with some reluctance. "Hmmm, I like
your-style kisses, Paul". "Very much likewise, sweetie", he said,
bending down by Tamikos chair and slipping off her high heels
(managing a nice caress  of the teens stocking feet......)

Continued in Part III


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