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Subject: Reunion Part III  (MFMFFfM, teen, quasi-incest, 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 III

     Dave's roll and Paul's two throws amounted to nothing, but the
for the first time a "Group"  panel came up: "Tamiko and David, you
need to become better acquainted. Spend a little while doing nothing
but kissing. Feel at liberty to use your tongues; meanwhile, Paul and
Beth should try the same prescription for building friendship."

       Shawna spoke up after Paul finished reading "why don't you four
come over and use the bed; it's just big enough......and at least I'll
get a close up view if I'm not doing anything else"   As the pastor's
wife-cum-North Carolina medical student (Shawna, at 22, was well into
her first year; she'd blown off a couple of important classes for this
vacation, and tonight was the first sign it might be truly worthwhile)
watched her husband escort Tamiko over to their king-size bed, her
reflections were pleasant. Not only was this evening liable to give
her some seriously rich material for her fantasy life, but more
importantly it gave a final shattering to the conservative Christian
paradigms that she and her beloved husband had grown up with. They had
been on their way out of that life, but now she felt there would be
absolutely no going back

     She looked down as David laid back on the bed at her side, patted
her knee (receiving a warm and promising smile in return), and then
helped his little bit of jail-bait up the foot of the bed and down on
his chest. David's two college friends were already on the other side
of the bed in a close embrace, long brown hair mingling as they picked
up kissing where they'd left off, when she heard her husband briefly
resume his quiet conversation with Tamiko on the subject of her first
hetero-kiss, then move to the thing itself. Both were restrained at
first; it seemed to Shawna that it was Tamiko who took the lead into
deeper territory.  It occurred to her then that despite 6 years
difference in age and Shawna's 2 of marriage, that the teenager was
probably more experienced in some ways. She glanced over at Anne,
sitting and watching with an arm around Mark's shoulder........and
began to drift into a fantasy involving herself, the "mother" and
"daughter", and a certain spectator who was now intensely involved
with Tamiko's lips and tongue.

       Mark was finding the scene on the bed singularly arousing (to
the point that  resisting the impulse to take out his dick and start
polishing took concentration....having an arm around pretty Anne's
waist somehow helped to steady him). His wife and friend appeared to
be taking  the injunction  to "become better acquainted" through
tongue kisses very seriously (not to mention Paul seemed to be
sneaking in just a little "dry-humping"; Mark wouldn't call him on
it.....yet). The other half of the spectacle-- including the
bespectacled young wife in the bright dress watching with what
appeared to be an extremely serious expression- was almost as
entrancing, though Mark couldn't help but wish HE had had the honor
there.

     He caught Anne's eye, "Looking's great, but I gotta wish *we*
were getting "better acquainted"-  it's more than we ever did on our
dates". "Yeah, dates here weren't exactly supposed......and we were so
good about the rules. Were you and Beth?" "At first.........", Mark
grinned, "....and then we always felt very, very guilty. Genuinely;
you know...." "Yeah, been there", Anne said with a sigh, "why don't
you roll and maybe we'll.....". Alas, Mark merely ended up buying
"Joe's Diner" and, figuring turn-about was fair, took Beth's roll and
parked her on the Slush Fund (AKA Free Parking). 

     Anne's turn led to David's "Escorts"  and a play  instruction:
"Anne sit in the middle of the room; David is going to sit behind you.
Give his hands a tour of your body through whatever clothes you have
on"  "What'd'ya think, Mark, should we break up the party?"  "Your
call, dear." Anne made no reply, but sat for a good while mulling over
a clutch of erotic thoughts and sensations: Mark's sexy proximity,
Tammy's obvious pleasure as she lay on top of  the big minister and
vigorously enjoyed his kisses, that very intriguing  look from Dave's
wife.....not to mention what she's just been told to do with Dave's
hands.

      David himself had pretty much lost track of time and place when
Anne spoke, or just maybe gone back in time to sixteen  himself, when
being just slightly smashed and wildly kissing sixteen year olds had
been a bit more common. Back before the Call.  "Dave....Dave", Tamiko
slid her tongue out from between his lips and he looked up, "think
you're doing great with my girl, but it's time to move on". Beth and
Paul broke up too, and Anne added, "no, you two carry on"--  to which
Beth replied "Good" and plunged back in- "Tammy, it's your move....and
Dave, listen to this....." Anne rose as she read the passage, as did
her lover, saying, "Thank you David, I loved kissing you" "Thank YOU,
honey....you're just amazing" Tammy bent down for one last quick one
and walked back to her chair....as Anne walked over and sat next to
Shawna on the edge of the bed, giving the younger woman's hand a brief
squeeze. Dave sat up and awkwardly managed to swing one leg around
Anne and slid the other in between the two, so that Anne's rear was
nestled in his crotch (his second best suit was pretty wrinkled at
this point, but........) Shawna  turned back and whispered in his ear,
"you can do *anything* you want tonight....as long as I get to watch".

      Tamiko had rolled at this point and hit the other Playpen (which
said that Beth was to take off her blouse), but decided to wait a bit
and watch what  her lover  would do....and, as she was sitting in
Beth's chair with its prime view of the bed, emulated Anne and slid an
arm around Mark, who put one around her shoulders and pulled her
closer. She reached up with her free hand and touched his, remembering
how Mark just minutes before had begun to masturbate her with
it......then  noticed that she'd missed a bit on the bed. David and
Anne had been speaking quietly and now Dave's hands were kneading her
thighs through her skirt, Anne's on top of them "directing". Tammy and
Mark watched as she shifted his hands around to the bottom of her
thighs and slowly pushed them up onto her ass (where *her* hands
happened to be in close contact with David's  crotch).

    Mark broke her train of thought by speaking in her ear "Tammy, why
don't you go ahead and tell Beth....think they might be getting a bit
carried away....and Beth might like to watch Dave and Anne"   "Uhhhh,
Mark, this is kind of embarrassing to say, but I was waiting because I
really wanted everybody to *watch* me be undressed like they did
Beth.... .but I guess they could if Beth and Paul were......". Tamiko
smiled at him and raised her voice a bit to call Beth over. "That's OK
, Tam", Paul said, "she'd about worn me out"  "Mmmm", Beth said,
sitting down in Anne's chair, "and look what we were missing". Anne
had now slid Dave's hands around and up, and they were cupping and
lifting her modestly full breasts, showing them off through her white
ruffled blouse. 

     Beth was struck by how beautiful Anne really was, having
inherited a good part of her looks from a truly stunning Filipina
mother (who'd been brought to Illinois by Anne's missionary dad,
himself quite good-looking, as Beth recalled)...then she was
distracted from her nascent reverie by the erotic things Dave's hands
were doing with Anne's breasts. Anne was offering only token guidance
as Dave squeezed and massaged and played....mostly just smiling with
her eyes half-closed, Dave's also smiling face nestled in her short
black hair.  "Oh yeah", Beth recalled aloud, "I'm supposed to be
undressing Tammy".  Dave and Anne (and Shawna) looked up at that, and
as Beth walked around behind Tamiko, the younger lady had all the
audience she could wish.

     All five were following Beth's hands as she reached down and
undid the top button of  Tammy's lovely (rather expensive looking,
really) blouse, moving very deliberately as she bared a triangle of
flawless skin, then reached down, untucked the red silk from her black
skirt, and revealed a corresponding triangle, Tamiko's navel at the
top. The next button up showed off most of her trim stomach; Beth
smiled, enjoying her role, as everyone stared at her fingers moving
up, ever so lightly caressing, to the last fastener, which parted to
show a little strip of red brassiere.

      The star of the moment was also finding it quite exciting to
have her new fantasy so promptly fulfilled, watching the five-- one
known intimately, two she'd just been rather intimate with, and two
she thought she might like to know- stare as she was bared.  Beth's
fingers were stimulating her too, as her new friend parted her blouse,
revealing her bra part of an inch at a time, tracing across her slight
cleavage with soft little touches.  Almost too soon Beth was helping
her out of her sleeves and Anne and Dave were getting  up and
stretching, as if after a show. Anne, sitting back down, paused to
whisper in her ear, "I love you, Tam......"
     
     
Continued in Part IV (of ???)  


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