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****************** Read Me First ***********************************
My erotic fiction stories are for adults only. If you are not at
least twenty one years old, please do not read this story. It
contains explicit sex and is not to be read if you are underage or
live where it is illegal to do so. The characters and places in
this story are completely fictional and any resemblance to anyone
or anything real is completely accidental and coincidental. Re-post
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non-commercial.
Mrs. James Wentworth Preston
(a Pen Name)
Copyright 2000
************************ Thank You **********************************
Mrs James Wentworth Preston
Chapter 35
Patty and Bob Come to Dinner
Junior trotted back downstairs from Julie's office and met Bob talking
with Patty in their shared office, waiting for him. Junior said hello
and put his Lab lessons away for Monday morning.
Junior looked out at the empty hallways and closed the door.
"First, I just want to thank you both again for the wonderful way you
treated Emily today. She had absolutely no qualms about the sex we
had and I want to you both to know how grateful I am. It was really
great and I especially liked Patty's idea to do the eclairs on each
other like we did. Better yet was Bob's idea that he and I switch to
apply the chocolate filling on the girls. That was brilliant. Emily
could have bolted, but she didn't. It was a master stroke on top of
Patty's genius to do the whole thing so openly."
Junior moved to them and hugged them both.
"Second, I want to tell you a little about my family. I know I've
mentioned this and that from time to time, but I want you to feel
completely at ease with them. We are all bisexual and ready at the
drop of our pants to have sex. My folks will probably take it easy at
first, making sure you're comfortable. But if you want to fuck or
suck anything you might see around you, go for it. Third, Billy Joe
will probably be there. He's taking Maryann out to dinner at 7PM.
He's not bisexual, but is very tolerant. He's a good guy and Maryann
is nuts over him. But Patty, if you want to fuck him, do so. We are
not allowed to be jealous and Dad won't permit it. If Maryann starts
her childish possessive antics; it won't wash, unless of course she's
willing to not fuck anyone else either. Naturally, that won't happen.
Finally, I think that Mom will give you guys the downstairs guest
room. Actually, we don't sleep much in our own beds and rarely alone.
If you end up in someone else's bed, don't worry about it." Junior
concluded.
"Ok, that's it. Any questions?" Junior queried.
"Yeah!" Patty asked. "When are we getting the fuck out of here?"
Junior laughed. "Right now!"
They locked up and left the Chemistry building. At their cars, Junior
had one last explanation. "I'll drive past the house, point at it,
and turn into an alley. I'll point again and that's where you'll park
by our garage. I'm putting my car next door where the people are out
of town for the summer. All right?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Patty chuckled. "Let's get the fucking show on
the road!"
Junior got in his car, fired it up, and pulled out, making sure the
Wentworths were behind them. He drove off campus and headed home.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Maryann had a busy day. She zoomed around all morning shopping for
her and her Mom in Billy Joe's old Chevy. She had to buy gas and
couldn't believe she had to pay $1.69 a gallon for regular. She got
back to the house and carried in her Mom's groceries, then her own
purchases. She ran up stairs and quickly wrapped four packages as a
surprise for Billy Joe. She carried them back down and put them out
into his car. She went back in and asked her Mom how she could help.
She got sent to be sure the upstairs guest room was ready for Aunt
Louise and her daughter Heather for their arrival the next morning.
Maryann fluffed the pillows and opened the window a crack to freshen
the room. She laid out clean towels and made sure there was space in
the closet for them to hang clothes.
Finished, she loped down the stairs two at a time. She happily
explained to her Mom that she had to take the car back to Billy Joe
and he was going to buy her lunch. She'd have him drop her off after
lunch.
"Thanks honey," Justine told her daughter as she did some preparation
for dinner. She always tried to get whatever she could done before
the guests arrived. That way she wouldn't be stuck in the kitchen and
not be able to play with her guests when they got there. "Maryann?
Please eat something besides cum for lunch. It will be a long time
until you get any dinner and you know you need the energy. So make
the young man buy you something to eat. Ok?"
Maryann giggled at her Mom's phrasing, but realized she was right.
"Yes, Mother. I'll make sure to get something to eat! Bye! See you
in a bit."
Maryann got into the old Chevy and drove to the plant to pick up her
lover. She was leaning on the car as sexy as she could when he came
out. Billy Joe made a wolf whistle at her. She had on short-shorts,
ridiculous high heels, and a tube top. With dark sunglasses and long
blond hair blowing in the breeze, even if she'd been leaning on a
dirty garbage truck, she'd have looked fabulous. When he got close he
held out his arms and she jumped into them, kissing him hotly. They
necked for a few minutes until he realized his co-workers were coming
out to their cars for lunch and getting an eyeful of their affections.
He moved to the car door, opened it, and set Maryann inside on the
seat. She scooted over and buckled in. Billy Joe started the car and
drove off toward the GMC dealer to pick up his suburban where'd they
left it that morning. They'd called and told him it was ready.
He traded keys with the dealer, forever surrendering up his beloved
Chevy. Maryann told them she had some packages in the car and she
sexily strutted on her high heels to get them. She took them to the
suburban and threw them into the cargo area. Billy Joe came out and
they got in. Billy Joe seemed sort of miffed and Maryann asked him
why. He didn't want to say at first, but Maryann reminded him of
their promises to each other. He relented and told her.
"That asshole. He wasn't the owner; John had a luncheon he had to
attend. That asshole salesman said I could keep the Chevy if I'd let
him have fifteen minutes alone with my `daughter'! I almost punched
him. The little asshole!"
"Hey, isn't that him?" Maryann asked as she saw the guy watching them.
"Drive over there and let me tell him off. I'll tell him that you're
my lover man and what a great fuck you are. I'll tell him I'd slit my
wrists before I'd even look a second time at a piss ant like him. I'd
tell him off good!"
Billy Joe laughed and caressed Maryann's thigh next to his leg. "No,
that's not the way to do it. I'll just tell the John that one of his
salesmen insulted me and my woman when I came to pick up the suburban.
I'll tell him that I didn't hit him so that he could have the pleasure
of doing it himself. That will fix his ass. He'll be on the street
in minutes!"
Maryann laughed with him and saw that his way was better than
confrontation.
"Darling, where do you want to eat?"
"Well," Maryann cooed, "besides between your legs, I'd like a little
salad. Can you eat a burger or something? That fast food place over
there has nice salads and, I'm told, good burgers. I don't know.
I've never had one. Get it to go and I know a nice place where we can
go eat."
They did as she'd suggested. They got their food and drove over to a
quiet place in a park where they could stop near the river. Billy Joe
followed Maryann's instructions and they found a nice hidden spot
where they parked with the back of the Suburban facing the river.
They went around to the back and sat on the tail gate, watching the
river go by as they ate.
"Billy Joe, I need to tell you something about this weekend. Be
prepared to see me become a real slut. I'm going to fuck and suck
everything in sight. This evening it will be Junior's professor and
his wife. Tomorrow Aunt Louise and her daughter. Then Sunday Sylvia,
Steve, Kelly, and Bill will join us. Naturally, Mom is making her
special sauce for both Saturday and Sunday luncheons. You remember
what that was like? Oh, don't worry about our date. I'm really
looking forward to it. I've got a special dress and I'm wearing my
new diamonds. I'm going to knock your socks off!"
Billy Joe leaned over and kissed Maryann saying: "I hope I'm worthy!"
"Of course you are. But please don't think poorly of me if I become
pre-occupied with someone else for a while during the weekend.
Remember that I'm your woman and I love you! And don't let me get
jealous of you. If I do, ignore me or spank me or something. God!
Just think! All these new cocks, pussies, tits, and assholes to
uncover and discover! It's going to be great!"
Maryann bounced and clapped her hands, then sat beside Billy Joe to
kiss him hotly. "How's lunch?"
"Ok. Actually, not bad at all! Who ever told you the burgers were
good was right!"
"Oh, all the guys on the football team loved them."
"This is a nice place for lunch. How did you find it?"
"Actually, Junior showed me. This is were all the high school kids
come to fuck. I never had need of it and all the kids in my class
thought I was too goody-goody to talk to me about it, or anything else
for that matter. Even my fellow cheerleaders and the guys on the
football team treated me as if I had some kind of disease. They
treated Junior poorly too, until he caught some asshole football guy
trying to pull off my cheerleading sweater during school. I was just
a sophomore then and asshole was a repeat senior. I had huge tits and
the stupid jerk couldn't keep his hands off me. The idiot was the
biggest, baddest guy on the football team but he didn't know that my
brother, just a junior then, was very much in love with me, very much
into working out and boxing, and had been had been studying Karate for
two years. Junior kept his locker near mine to watch over his `love'
and when I screamed he was there in three strides. He grabbed asshole
and pulled him off of me."
Maryann laughed. "It was so cool. In front of the everyone in the
hallway he asked asshole very nicely to leave me alone. Asshole
laughed and took a swing at Junior. That was a serious mistake.
Junior easily dodged him and evaded the second and third punches too.
Then the guy got foul mouthed and called me a whore and a slut and a
bitch and. . . . .I can't remember all that he said. Junior just
stood up and slapped him. Asshole went nuts and charged Junior.
Junior hit him only three times and he was out. He had a busted nose,
a split lip, and a quickly swelling black eye. The kids in the hall
started clapping and yelling their praise of Junior. Junior just came
to me and took my hand. We walked to the principal's office and
waited to be asked our side of the story. Naturally, the school
expelled the trouble maker."
"The very next morning, a bunch of asshole's buddies from the football
team ganged up on Junior in front of the school. He gave me his books
and had me stand back. It was scary at first but turned out really
funny. With a crowd cheering Junior on, he devastated them. He put
two into the hospital, broke one leg and three arms, busted five
noses, and gave out nine black eyes! God, he was fantastic! And not
a scratch on him! Asshole's buddies wanted revenge for loosing their
burly lineman to expulsion and ended up getting half the team banned
from extracurricular activities. The quarterback and the star running
back, proven to be the instigators, were expelled. The coach was
involved too, getting the guys worked up for revenge during practice
the day before. He got fired. The football team lost every game the
rest of that year. Naturally, nobody ever fucked with Junior or I
again. He became a real hero and the guys in his class looked up to
him. That's how he found out about this place.
"My, my!" Billy Joe said in appreciation. "I guess I'd better be
careful of big brother."
"Not to worry lover. See, Junior loves me. I love you. Ergo, he
loves you!"
"It's that simple?"
"Sure. Junior is a fabulous lover. Very, very gentle. He's great.
You ought to try him sometime. Dad says he sucks cock better than any
man or women he's ever had; and that's saying a lot!"
Billy Joe, uncomfortable with where the conversation was headed,
quietly ate the last of his lunch. He put his trash into the bag
they'd gotten from the fast food joint. He turned to toss it into the
front seat when he saw the four wrapped packages.
"What's this?" he asked Maryann.
"They're surprises!" she giggled.
Billy Joe reached for one but Maryann stopped him.
'Crawl back and get them honey, don't reach."
Billy Joe shot Maryann a weary eye and moved back into the storage bed
of the big suburban to begin opening up the gift wrapped packages.
Maryann smiled and scooted back too, slipping off her high heels.
Billy Joe found the first package contained a large, soft pillow
covered with a rugged brown corduroy material. The second package
contained a similar pillow, only covered in blue. The third was a
large soft blue blanket with satin edging and a zippered carrying bag.
The fourth was another blanket, only heavy brown wool with a similar
carrying bag.
"What's all this for?" he asked, turning to see Maryann slipping out
of her shorts.
"Oh!" Billy Joe said, figuring it out.
Maryann pulled off her tube top and sat naked on the rough carpet of
the Suburban.
"Lets try out the blue blanket. The brown wool is for when it gets
cold. OK?"
Billy Joe got out the blue blanket and handed it to Maryann. She
dropped one end and pulled the other end to the end of the cargo area
by the tailgate. She rolled her nude body onto the blanket, making a
lovely contrast with the baby blue cotton tight weave material.
"Toss me a pillow, darling." Maryann asked. He did and Maryann lay
her head on it. "Are you going to sit there admiring me on your new,
blue blanket or are you going strip and fuck me?"
Billy Joe snapped out of his revere and pulled off his shirt, kicked
off his shoes, and worked out of his pants. He moved up to kiss
Maryann but she reminded him to bring his pillow. He did and she
rolled into his arms to cuddle.
"I like your gifts. Thank you. I love you!"
"Mmmmmm! I love you too. Darling, we don't have a lot of time. I'd
like to suck you hard while you get my pussy wet and my clit stiff.
Then I want to lie on my back on this nice soft blanket and have you
fuck me good. Not a slow fuck or a bang-bang fuck. Just nice. Ok?"
"Sure sweetie," Billy Joe agreed.
Billy Joe lay down on his new `fucking' blanket with his cock within
reach of her mouth and his mouth moving in between her legs to get at
her sweet pussy. They licked and sucked each other until Billy Joe
made Maryann have a little cum and she'd gotten him close to his. He
pulled out of her mouth and turned to lay down between her welcoming
arms and legs.
Billy Joe entered her softly, easily. They both sighed with the
pleasure of their joining. He began to move slowly but firmly,
quickly matching the rhythm of her hips. They kissed and whispered
sweet nothings as they fucked. Maryann cried out a little as small
cums raced thru her. Billy Joe began to move faster as he felt the
primal urge to cum. Maryann matched him with her lusty hips, moving
faster and faster, encouraging him to cum. She whispered sexy words
in his ear, telling him to fuck her faster, harder, and to fill her
with his cum. She rubbed her hard tipped tits against his wonderfully
hairy chest and rolled her clit against his thrusting cock and pelvic
bone.
Lost in lust, Billy Joe felt his cum rise from his balls. He fucked
hard into Maryann's hot pussy twice more and cried out: "I'm cumming!
Darling, I'm cumming!"
Not to be left out, Maryann gyrated her hips wildly, getting his cock
head to stroke her G-spot while she mashed her clitoris against his
groin. She felt his jism spurt against her cervix and then she too
climaxed.
It wasn't the biggest cum she'd ever had; neither was it for him. It
was just what they needed for a `nooner'; before the big weekend of
sex to come.
Billy Joe rolled off Maryann and they cuddled while they came down
from their cums. Once she'd caught her breath, she asked him how soon
he'd be over later that afternoon. He asked if he should arrive just
before seven to pick her up for their date or if she wanted him there
earlier.
"Oh yes! You'll need to meet the Professor and his wife. If you
don't get a chance to get acquainted before our date, it will be
really difficult after we get back. Who knows who'll be fucking who
or where they'll be doing it. No, you've got to come over earlier.
Why don't you come home when Daddy does?"
"Honey, I was expecting to go home and get dressed up a little for our
date!"
"Oh! Right! I hadn't thought of that. Say, you'll need a change of
clothes too, since you're staying the weekend. Why don't you just run
home and bring an overnight bag and your fancy go-on-a-date clothes on
hangers. You can change before we go! Does that sound Ok?"
They agreed that it was a good plan. They dressed, put the blanket in
it's protective bag, and drove Maryann home. There they kissed good
bye and Billy Joe drove back to work. He found himself whistling an
aimless, happy tune. He realized that he was very happy and satisfied
with life. He was really looking forward to a weekend not being bored
or having to sit around and watch TV.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Hi Mom. How's everything going? Oh yes. Billy Joe bought me a nice
salad and some milk for lunch. OK?" Maryann chuckled to her Mom.
"That's nice darling," Justine answered her daughter. "I'm glad you
didn't just eat cum for lunch but, by the looks of the crotch of your
shorts, you got a load of sperm in your pussy. Honey, if you're going
to go off fucking in Billy Joe's new truck or Submarine or whatever he
calls it, you're going to have to start wearing skirts or something.
Those tight shorts you wear without panties are not very discreet, if
you know what I mean. You've got lots of cute skirts that show off
your ass and legs; then you can use some tissue or a tampon to easily
keep from spotting yourself and the seats. I know that you're in
`heat' most of the time, but I'd hope that you would show some kind of
modesty when out in public."
"Oops!" Maryann said as she looked at her crotch and saw the big wet
spot. You're right Mom. I'd better start carrying some tampons in my
purse. By the way, it's called a Suburban and it's is really neat.
He's going to come over as soon as Dad let's him loose and he can stop
at his place to pick up some clothes. He's going to dress up for our
date and I can't wait to see how good he looks."
"Yes dear. As soon as you change out of your cum shorts, I want you
to go to the store for me again. Oh quit bitching! It's only one
stop and I called ahead to have them get it all ready for you. All
you have to do is pick it up! Now get going!"
Maryann went to her room to get out of her `cum shorts', giggling at
how cute and clever her Mom was. She douched and washed her pussy.
She put on clean shorts and top and took her Mom's car to pick up the
flowers she ordered. She was only two blocks from Suzzanes so she
stopped in to ask Keri and Geri for a job. Keri was busy so she only
talked to Geri. Geri said that they'd talk about it and for Maryann
to come in Monday so they could talk some more. Maryann wanted to
talk about cars, but Geri was too busy. It was Friday afternoon and
it was one of their busiest times; all the women in town getting
primped for the weekend.
Deciding she wanted some glamorous underwear for her `date' with Billy
Joe, Maryann went into their exclusive lingerie shoppe and bought a
new wispy white silk and lace bra, matching panties with side ties, a
matching garter belt, and some sexy textured black silk stockings.
She was modeling them for herself, thinking how Billy Joe will react
to them, when Kari appeared. Nude, she embraced Maryann from the back
and cupped her breast with one hand and her pussy with the other.
"I hope whomever you're going to show these to doesn't rip them off
like I would!' Keri cooed in her ear. "Maryann, you look good enough
to eat! Unfortunately, I don't have time just now. Geri says you're
going to stop by on Monday. I guess I'll have to wait until then."
Keri kissed her neck softly and left. Maryann stood alone for a
minute, letting the goose bumps pass down her body and then quickly
jerked her new panties down. She was getting wet and didn't want them
to get sticky now!
Maryann stripped off her new underwear and dressed. She drove home
with the flowers and new underwear. She hauled all the stuff into the
house and helped her Mom put the arrangements in vases for each
bedroom, the kitchen, the living room, the baths, and the foyer. A
big center piece went onto the dining table.
Maryann was setting the table for five when she heard her Mom say:
"Fuck!" loudly.
"What's the matter Mom?"
"Damnit, I forgot the bread. It's a good thing you're here. Please
zoom over to the bakery and pick up three loaves Italian bread. I'll
call them to tell them you're on the way. OK? Thank you darling."
With a quick kiss, Maryann was off driving her Mom's Mercedes into
town for the bread. When she got there the nice lady that ran the
bakery told her they were all sold out, but because her Mom was a good
customer and had called ahead, they had found another bakery on the
other side of town that still had three loaves left. They were
holding them for Maryann. Because the bakery was so nice to Mom,
she'd ordered three dozen snack hors d'oeuvre cookies and two dozen
regular cookies. Maryann carried them to the car and then followed
the directions to the other bakery. She found it finally and got the
three loaves of bread. Seeing the time, she took a short cut around
town to get home. Naturally, there was a lot of traffic and some
construction. She was late getting back and missed the arrival of
company. By the time she got there, both Junior and the Wentworth's
were there, as well as her Dad and Billy Joe.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Junior drove carefully home from the campus, not exceeding the speed
limit. He never did. He was afraid his heap would fall apart if he
went too fast. At least the Professor could easily keep up.
"Shit, Bob. Why does Junior drive so fucking slow?" Patty asked her
husband.
Bob eyed her hard nipples and wide grin. "You must be getting pretty
hot. We'll be there soon enough. Remember Junior telling us about
his needing a new car? That's why! His car will fall apart if he
goes too fast. He is managing to do the speed limit though. Just you
slow down girl. There'll be plenty of time in the next forty eight
hours to fuck and suck everybody at least twice. Maybe even time for
thirds!"
"Oh honey," Patty agreed. "You're right. I am acting like a wanton
slut, aren't I?"
"No problem, darling. I married you just because I knew that I could
make you into a sex maniac. I love it and I love you!"
Patty laughed and slapped his leg lovingly. They passed the city
limits sign and Junior slowed down to match the in-town speed limit.
They turned down a shady residential street, passing beautiful yards
and lovely homes. It wasn't a rural setting like Bob and Patty's
place and it wasn't country club exclusive either. It was just a
nice, upper income type neighborhood. Junior braked at a corner,
signaling left, and his hand pointed to the corner house. It was a
modern two story ranch style house built on a double lot; the huge
yard fenced in with a privacy fence and tasteful shrubs and trees.
Junior turned the corner and half-way down the block, turned left
again into a wide alley. They followed Junior and turned into park at
the back of the house where he'd pointed. Junior went on to the next
house and parked behind their garage. He quickly trotted over and was
in time to help Patty from the Jeep.
"Just leave your stuff here for now; I'll come back and get it in a
little bit. First I want to introduce you to my family. I'm really
happy and excited that you're here. This is going to be great!"
Junior led them in the back door and moved up the hall to the living
area.
"Mom! Mom! I'm home! The Wentworths are here!"
"Junior!" Justine called from the kitchen, then dashed out to greet
the Professor and his wife. Justine had changed out of her `fuck-me'
house dress into her sexier `fuck-me' informal wear. She had on
another short pleated skirt and a matching dark red see-thru gauze-
like blouse. Her lack of underwear was obvious.
'Hello, hello! Welcome to our home. I hope Junior remembered his
manners and didn't get you lost or try to leave you in the dust."
Justine said as she held onto Junior's arm and kissed him softly on
his cheek. "My name is Justine and do please come in. Have a seat, or
if you prefer, since you've been sitting all the way over here, stand.
Perhaps you'd like a cool drink and a tour of the house?"
Bob reached out for Justine, thinking to shake her hand, but suddenly
found her in his arms. "Ah. . . . ,my name is Bob and," he paused
while Justine pushed her big tits into his chest and kissed him sexily
on the cheek, "and this is my wife Patty." Justine moved out of Bob's
arms and into Patty's, she all ready figuring out what Justine was
going to do. The two women mashed their equally big breasts together
and shared a hot mouth-to-mouth kiss, not wasting time with the
casual, shy first kiss. Patty was enjoying Justine's tongue probing
kiss.
Junior smiled at his Mother's affections and suggested to Bob that
they go get a drink of lemonade or iced tea.
"No you don't!" Justine said as she broke the kiss. "I've been
waiting a long time for this and we're having Champagne! Go get it
Junior. It's on ice in the kitchen. The glasses are over on the
table." Junior went to do as requested.
Justine put one arm around Patty and the other around Bob, leading
them to the dining room table.
"I'm so glad to finally meet you both. Junior has told me all these
wild lies about you two fucking and sucking him. Why, to listen him
tell it, you each had over a hundred orgasms in one evening!" They
all laughed and, standing at the table where Junior was opening the
Champagne bottle, Justine cupped Bob's cock thru his pants, saying:
"Junior says that you're hung like a small horse!"
Patty and Bob gasped and laughed. "No Justine. It's not quite that
big," Patty replied.
"No?" Justine said in disappointment. "Too bad. It feels plenty big.
I was just remembering my cocksucking slut days when James, that's my
husband, took me to a barn and 35 Mexicans farm workers paid him $2.00
each to watch me suck off a small horse. And you, my dear," Justine
moved to cup her sex thru her sun dress, "He says that your cum tastes
like honey. Is that true? Or did he lie again!"
Patty, getting hot now, teased Justine: "He may have, but you'll just
have to taste for yourself to know for sure!"
Justine smiled broadly and the two women kissed again. Backing off a
bit, Justine husked: "I'm hotter than a firecracker now! Let's go
over to the couch and. . . . "
"Mom!" Junior interrupted, "I've got the Champagne poured. Don't you
want to have a drink before you get too involved. There's lots of
time!"
Justine, eyes sparkling, accepted his delaying tactics with: 'Okay,
Okay. Just don't you run away with her!" Justine picked up two
glasses and handed one to Patty. Junior handed one to Bob. Junior
toasted: "Here's to a lovely weekend!" They all clinked and drank.
Before Justine could drag Patty away, James came in from the garage.
"Hi Dad. Come meet Professor Wentworth and his wife Patty!"
"Hello and welcome! Ah, Champagne! A great way to greet new
friends." James picked up a glass. "I'm James and you must be Bob,"
they shook hands, "and you must be Patty!" he kissed her softly on the
cheek. Justine hadn't let go of her hand and James could smell the
sex in the air. James raised his glass and toasted: "Here's to long,
lost cousins!" and they all clinked and sipped.
James took control: "You must have just gotten here. I saw that your
bags are still in the Jeep. Junior why don't you go get them and put
them in the main guest room. Justine, perhaps you should show Patty
their rooms. She might like to freshen up after their long trip.
Bob, come on. Let me show you our yard. You'll probably like to
stretch your legs after your long drive. Bring the Champagne out to
the patio when you come out, Ok son?"
Junior smiled at his Father's handling of the situation. "Right Dad.
I'll be right out."
Junior dashed out to the Jeep as Justine pulled Patty to the guest
room. James took Bob's arm and steered him out thru the patio doors
to the pool and yard.
"I hope you don't mind letting Justine help Patty get `comfortable'?
When she sets her mind on sex, it's difficult to deter her. Actually,
I'm a little jealous. Your wife is a beautiful woman and she seems to
exude a lovely sensuality."
"Yes, James," Bob agreed. "Patty's been horny all day and Justine
picked up on it right away. Your wife isn't any slouch either and I
feel like you do; that letting them release a little steam only seems
to make them sexier!"
Junior carried all their bags from the Jeep into the guest room to
find his Mom with her face buried between Patty's legs, making her cry
out small lusty moans of pleasure. Patty had pushed her sun dress top
down and was twisting her nipples forcefully as Justine kissed,
licked, and sucked her pussy. Junior set the bags down and paused to
watch his Mom's fingers tease Patty's asshole and vagina while her
mouth attached to her clit. Soon Patty started yelling her cums and
Junior hurried out of the room, remembering his Dad's instructions.
Junior carried the Champagne, ice bucked, and his glass to the patio
table. His Dad had stripped off his shirt and was helping Bob with
his. Junior refilled their glasses and saw that they were both now
barefoot and without shirts.
"Junior tells me that you have a mighty fine cock Bob. May I see it?"
James asked.
"Of course James," Bob replied as he moved to unbuckle his pants.
"No Bob. Let Junior do that," James instructed.
While Junior happily stripped off his shirt and shoes, James and Bob
talked about what they knew their relationship as cousins.
Junior knelt at Bob's feet and opened his pants carefully. He lowered
them and Bob stepped out of them. Junior held them and stood up to
fold them nicely before putting them up on a shelf.
"His shorts too Junior, if you don't mind Bob?"
"No, no. Not at all," Bob replied, sipping his Champagne. Junior was
back kneeling at his feet and was pulling down his silk boxers. Bob
stepped out of them and again Junior folded them and jumped up to put
them with his pants on a shelf above where his shirt was hanging from
a hook.
"Nice looking cock Bob," James complimented him. "I like a
circumcised cock. There's just something sexy about the flange of a
swollen cock head, don't you think?"
"Yes," Bob agreed. "I know exactly what you mean. Let's toast to the
`Flange on the Head'!" The three men toasted happily with their
Champagne. Junior got the bottle and poured refills. "What would the
acronym be Junior? FOTH? Yes, FOTH! It has a nice ring to it,
doesn't it James?"
"Yes Bob, it does. Hey Junior, can you tell if his prick is like
mine? I mean, since we're supposed to be cousins, than perhaps our
dicks have some similar physical characteristics? Do you see
anything?"
Junior was back on his knees checking out Bob's cock; lifting it one
way and then another to see if any part was reminiscent of his Dad's
cock.
"It's hard to tell Dad. Usually your dick is up my ass or down my
throat and I don't get to see it like this. I think I need to have
them side-by-side to make a good comparison. Do you mind if I take
off your pants?"
"No, not at all. If it will help, certainly!" James replied. He
winked at Bob and they saluted each other with their Champagne
glasses. Junior quickly removed his Dad's pants and folded them to
put them up on the shelf. Now the two men were nude and, as Junior
knelt in front of them, he pulled their cocks together so he could
inspect them. "Well son, do you see any physical similarities?"
"Gee Dad. It's kind of difficult. Besides the normal male
attributes: Testicles, penis, head and head flange, meatus, and pubic
hair, there doesn't seem to be any difference. Perhaps if they were
erect, I could spot something. Would that be all right?"
"Sure son. Bob won't mind. Would you?" James asked his guest.
"No, not at all. It's an interesting experiment in physiology. Say
James, didn't Bill Clinton have a cock with an odd angle to it; sort
of turned to one side when it was erect?"
Junior was licking and sucking on the two cocks, alternately jacking
one and sucking the other. Every ten sucks or so, he switched. The
two dicks were getting firmer and longer in his hot mouth.
"Yes, Bob," James recalled. "I do remember something about the
pervert having a distinctive cock. I think one of his bitches,
perhaps it was Paula Jones, had professional sketches made and
submitted under court ordered seal to prove that she was his lover for
many years." James got weak-kneed for a second and put his arm around
Bob's broad shoulders for support. "Ah, ah, ahhhhh! Junior! You
have such a sweet mouth!"
Bob agreed with James' assessment of Junior's cocksucking skills.
"Junior, surely we're hard enough for your physical similarities
review," Bob croaked, as Junior swallowed his cock into this throat.
Junior pulled off and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He
grinned lewdly as he held the two erections together for his review.
Junior looked from the sides, from underneath, and from the top.
"Gentlemen, there doesn't appear to be any major difference at all.
In fact, that may be the significant revelation! They look the same,
hang the same, get hard the same, appear to be the same length and
width, and the heads and FOTH even look the same. Surely this must be
the cocks of cousins!"
"Hey, what do you know? cousin." James raised his glass to clink with
Bob's.
"There is one more test." Junior announced. "The cum test. I'll
evaluate the taste of and measure the quantity of your cum and
compare. That must be the definitive test!"
Junior, hearing no objections, engulfed his Father's cock, making him
moan with pleasure as he used his best cocksucking techniques to get
his Dad to orgasm.
"Junior!" Justine called from the kitchen. "Please come in here and
open another bottle of Champagne. We're thirsty!"
Junior looked back toward the kitchen, licked off some pre-cum from
his Dad's cock, and stood. "I'm sorry gentlemen. My Mother needs my
assistance. I'll be back!"
Junior went into the house and found his nude Mother waiting for him
with a cold bottle and another ice bucket ready. "Darling, please
open this and bring it into the guest room where we'll be waiting."
Justine gave him a little kiss, tasted her husband's cock juice on
his tongue, and felt her son's hardon saying, "Thank you my sweet
son."
Justine left and picked up an extra glass for Junior. She thought
that perhaps Patty would like a nice welcome fuck from Junior. He'd
need some Champagne too.
Out on the patio, James turned Bob into his arms and they kissed
hotly. Junior's oral caresses had gotten them both hard and hot!
"Come on over here cousin to this lounge chaise and let me give you a
welcome blowjob.: James asked Bob. Bob agreed and James led him to
one of the padded lounge chairs by his erect cock. Bob lay back and
James lay on top of him, kissing him passionately. James kissed,
sucked, and licked on Bob's face, neck, and chest. James found his
erect nipples and spent a lot of time there, while his hands teased
his balls and ran up and down his cock, making sure it stayed hard.
Inside the house, Junior carried the fresh Champagne bottle and it's
ice bucket into the guest bedroom. Though it was a bright afternoon,
the room was darkened by the pulled drapes and several candles were
lit to illuminate the sensual play area. Patty lay on her back nude
in the middle of the king size bed and Justine lay naked beside her,
propped up on an elbow so she could watch the tip of the long feather
as she stroked Patty's tits with it. Patty was moaning with pleasure
then began to giggle as Justine found a sensitive spot at the side of
her big breast.
'Here you are ladies," Junior announced his presence. "Just let me
open this for you and then I'll pour."
"No, Junior," Patty insisted. "When I'm naked I expect my Champagne
Steward to be naked also. You don't think that it is too much to ask,
do you Justine?"
"No, no. Not at all. I think that it is a very wise, sensible
request. Please Junior, would you take off those pants for us?"
"Of course." Junior said and removed his pants, folding them nicely,
setting them near the door for removal when he left. Junior went back
to opening the Champagne. He shot off the cork with a loud *pop* and
the women giggled. Junior took the bottle to his Mom first, displayed
it, got her approval and poured a small glass so she could sample it.
She gave her nod of approval and he moved around the bed and poured
for Patty. Then he moved back around and poured for his mother. He
was surprised when his Mom produced another glass and instructed him
to fill it and join them to drink it.
"Put the bottle on ice and go lay on the other side of Patty. You can
watch me tease her fat nipples with this most ancient of sex toys, the
feather. Notice her nipple here. Watch it pulse with blood when I
just caress it softly."
Justine slid the feather very gently across Patty's nipple. It did
indeed pulse with blood, feeling the intimate pleasure of Justine's
feather. Patty groaned and reached for her pussy to get some relief.
Justine slapped Patty's hand with the feather and said: "No you don't
sweetie. You leave that hot twat to me! Or to Junior! Junior! Grab
that other feather on the night stand and use it on her pussy. She'll
just love it!"
Junior did as he was told by his Mother. He used the long feather to
caress Patty's swollen pussy lips and enjoyed hearing her moans
between her panting and gasping for breath. He watched carefully and
saw Patty's pussy juice begin to leak from her sexy bald cunt slit.
He wanted to taste her, but didn't know if his Mom would object. He
turned to ask permission and saw that his Mom had put aside her
feather to use her own tongue to stimulate Patty `s nipples. Patty's
moaning was non-stop now, her hands intertwined in Mom's blond hair,
directing her mouth from one nipple to the other.
Junior put aside his feather too, took a sip of champagne, and moved
to kneel between Patty's legs. With only a light touch of his hands
on her thighs, she pulled up her knees and spread her legs very
widely, shamelessly displaying her dripping pussy in all it's glory.
Junior leaned into her and licked several drops of girl juice from her
perineum before it ran onto her asshole.
"Whoop!" Patty cried as her hips snapped up lustfully, nearly catching
and most likely breaking his nose if his reactions had been a bit
slower. Junior decided that she liked that and since his mother was
now putting her tongue in her upper mouth, he should put his tongue in
her lower mouth! `I just love that kind of logic!' he thought.
Junior put his hands on Patty's hips to hold her down and to gently
spread her labia with his thumbs. Junior ran his tongue up and down
her outer lips, forcefully holding her pelvis as still as he could
while Patty's hips jerked with pleasure. He ate her out as his Mom
and Sister had taught him. After teasing the outer lips, he moved to
her inner labia. He licked, kissed, sucked, and nibbled on them. Up
and down until they were swollen a sexy deep red. Junior was using a
lot of force to hold her hips down on the bed. Junior realized that
his Mom must have stopped kissing Patty and returned to her tits;
Patty was getting very vocal.
"Eat me! Suck my tits! Yes, yes, right THERE! OH GOD! EAT ME!" she
yelled.
Junior smiled inside as he began to eat her in earnest. He made his
tongue as stiff and pointy as he could. He used his oral spear to
swipe left and right on Patty's exposed vulva as he moved his head up
and down over her pussy. Up he licked, where he lashed out at her
pulsing clit a couple of times, then down he moved his wiggling tongue
to find her love hole where he teased her vaginal opening muscles
before thrusting his tongue in and out of her cunt as far and as hard
as he could.
"OHMYGOD!" Patty screamed as he slapped at her clit. When he tongue-
fucked her vagina she yelled again: "HOLY SHIT!" In spite of Junior's
tight hold on her hips, Patty managed to snap them up almost a foot
off the bed, spasms of orgasms racking her body.
Junior felt a tug on his hair. It was his Mom signaling that he
should fuck Patty. Junior grinned at his Mom, still sucking Patty's
tits, moved up on his knees to position his cock at her opening, and
slowly pushed his cock into Patty's wet and ready cunt. Patty's legs
wrapped around his waist and her hips danced up and down on his cock.
Junior let her work to get herself off again. When she slowed, Junior
slowly pulled out a bit and slammed back into her welcoming pussy.
Patty screamed again and again, as the Mom and Son team sucked and
fucked her. Massive orgasms raced thru her body and she kept yelling!
"FUCK ME! SUCK ME! I'M CUMMING! AGAIN! I'M CUMMING!"
James heard Patty's screams. He could tell it wasn't his wife. He
didn't know if Bob heard; James had him groaning and moaning as he
sucked his cock. James was doing his best to string Bob out; to keep
him from cumming and maximize his pleasure. James felt his mouth
getting sore; it had been a while since he'd sucked a big cock like
Bob's for as long as this. James decided to see if he could make Bob
yell as loud as his wife had. James sped up his mouth and tongue
movement. He increased the force of his sucking too, caving his inner
cheeks down upon the cock inside his mouth. The soft wet tunnel of
love his mouth and the sexy caresses of his throat swallowing down on
Bob's cock head, made Bob begin to shake. James quickly applied his
finger to his asshole, all ready lubricated from his earlier tongue
rimming and reaming, and his finger entered Bob's rectum easily.
James found his prostrate and poked it gently as he deep throated his
cock, swallowing on it repeatedly.
"Sweet Jesus!" Bob hollered. "I'm CUMMING!" he yelled.
James took the first jet of cum right down his clasping throat and
pulled off until his cock head danced on his wiggling tongue as it
spurted the thick cum into his mouth. Six, seven spats, then just
post cum pulses. James held the cock gently in his mouth until it
began to shrink. James pulled off then and used his thumb to softly
massage up the cum tube on the underside of Bob's cock, to pull out
every cum drop he could get. As the last cum emerged, James lovingly
licked and kissed it off. James finished by gently kissing and
licking Bob's cock of any cum he'd not gotten before.
James looked up at Bob, grinning widely. "Welcome, cousin!"
Bob struggled to sit up on his elbows and smiled: "Thank you cousin.
I think I may have to visit more often!"
They both laughed and James lent him a hand to sit up. They shared a
long kiss and agreed that it was pool time. Hand-in-hand, James
walked Bob to the pool edge and they jumped in together with a loud
"Geronimo!"
Bob quickly came out of his post-orgasm funk in the refreshing water
and played tag with James. They were horsing around in the shallow
end when they heard Patty yelling again: "Fuck Me! Fuck Me! I'm
Cumming! OHMYGOD!"
"Hmmmm," Bob mused. "It seems that your wife and son are welcoming
Patty together. I think this is going to be a great weekend!"
"Yes,' James agreed. "I think you'll like meeting cousin Louise too.
She's very mysterious. She's absorbed in the herbal world of great,
great grandmother Ester's healing profession. She's a herbalist now.
She has her own store and has expanded into E-business. Her daughter,
Heather, runs the dot-com. Louise was once married to a real jerk.
Louise divorced him after Heather was born. I don't think she's
fucked a man since, but I'd sure like to try. Justine says that she
just melts whenever she sees Louise. Louise taught her all about lady
love when they first met. I guess Heather is quite a lady lover too.
I haven't seen her in ten years or so. If she looks anything like her
Mom, she'd be well worth the effort to get her in bed. Well, we'll
have to wait and see. They'll be here in the morning."
Junior was lying next Patty, catching his breath after fucking her
into happy cum land. Justine was proud of her son's fucking and happy
to know he'd been well trained to screw Patty until she'd passed out.
The front door chimes bonged and Justine told Junior to get the door.
Still smiling, but on unsteady legs, Junior got off the bed, struggled
into his pants, and went to the door hollering to his Dad: "I'll get
it!"
"Hey, Billy Joe!" Junior exclaimed as he opened the door. "Good to
see you!" he said as he hugged Billy Joe and pulled him into the
foyer. "Let me take that bag and those clothes. I'll hang these up
in Maryann's room. Looks like you're taking her out somewhere fancy!"
"Yeah, thanks," Billy Joe responded. "What's happening?"
"Mom is in the guest room helping Patty get refreshed and Dad is
outside with my Professor, Bob. Go on out and say hi! Grab a glass
off the dining room table; they're drinking Champagne. I'll be right
with you as soon as I take your stuff up."
Junior went upstairs with his bag and clothes as Billy Joe took a
glass on his way out to the patio.
"Hello Billy Joe! Welcome again," James called out from the pool.
"Strip off and come meet my cousin Bob!"
"Hey, hello!" Billy Joe replied. Seeing the two empty Champagne
glasses, he asked: "Can I fill you guys up again?" Billy Joe poured
himself a glass and, as requested, refilled Bob's and James' glasses.
He stripped off his clothes, hung up his shirt on a peg, folded his
pants to lay over his shoes on the shelf, and carried the three
glasses of champagne into the pool.
"Billy Joe, I want you to meet Junior's Professor, Doctor Robert
Wentworth. Bob to us as long as we're not on campus," James
introduced them as Billy Joe passed out the glasses. "Bob, this is my
Manager of Security, Billy Joe." The two shook hands and they all
three raised their glasses for a toast.
"So many women, so little time!" was Billy Joe's toast. They clinked
and sipped.
"I hear you're quite a cocksman Billy Joe," Bob stated. "I'm bisexual
but I was told you are not. I guess that I'll have to rely on my
wife's opinion on your sexual skills.
Junior arrived on the patio then and, hearing only the last of Bob's
remarks, said: "Are you guys talking about me again?"
The three men laughed and James replied, "Isn't just like the young to
think we're always talking about them."
Junior stripped off his pants, folded them and put them on the shelf,
put his glass of Champagne at the pool edge, and jumped into the pool
to join them.
"Speaking of sexual things," Bob asked Junior, "where are the women?
I hope you didn't fuck both of them into unconsciousness?"
"No, they're Ok. I was just in there refilling their glasses before I
came out. Mom is playing with Patty's body again; there's no telling
when she'll get tired of it. I think that Aunt Louise's pending
arrival has Mom into a girl/girl thing right now. I'm really looking
to meeting Aunt Louise again. Maybe if I show her my stiff prick
she'll fuck me. What do you think, Dad?"
"Junior," James replied, "you're going to have to get in line behind
me if you want a shot at that fine pussy."
"And behind me too!" agreed Bob.
"And me too!" Billy Joe chimed in.
"Shit!" Junior replied. "Ok, I'll leave the older pussy for the old
guys. I'll go after the young one. She'll probably prefer a young
stud to pop her cherry anyway!"
"What!" one of the guys shouted and they all jumped on Junior, dunking
him into the deep water. Junior escaped and swam around the pool,
calling them three old farts that needed sloppy old cunts so they
could find their way to fuck. A general uproar began with Junior the
object of the three men's derision and ridicule. They chased Junior
and splashed him. Junior splashed back and called them old used
pricks and weak-willies.
"Here's an open bottle!" Justine told Patty as they laughed at the
four men in the pool. "Shit. It's almost gone." Patty exclaimed.
The two women were dressed in their clothes they'd taken off before
their torrid lovemaking. Justine poured out the remaining Champagne
into their two glasses and turned to the nude men in the pool.
"When will you boys ever learn to stop playing with each other's
dicks?" Justine teased. "Oh Patty, that fellow there, the manly one
with the hairy chest, is Billy Joe, Maryann's love. Speaking of the
bitch, I wonder where she is?"
"Hi Patty!" Billy Joe reached out from the pool for a hand shake.
"I'm Billy Joe!"
"You'd better watch your ass honey," Justine cautioned Patty. "Those
silly boys are just liable to pull a nice girl like you into their
spermy pool where they've been jerking each other off. I wouldn't get
too close to the edge!"
"Oh yeah!" Patty said, taking up the challenge. "I know two of those
four pricks well. I don't think they'll take advantage of a poor
defenseless girl like me." Patty said as she set her glass down at the
edge of the pool and dropped her sun dress to her feet. "You guys
would be fair, wouldn't you?" With that, nude Patty dove into the
pool.
The men howled and attacked Patty, chasing her over and under the
water. Patty, the former Olympic class swimmer, eluded them easily.
Justine watched for a minute, shrugged, and decided to join them. She
stripped off her blouse and skirt and carried her Champagne to the
pool steps and walked in. Bob saw her and immediately gave up the
chase for his wife and moved to greet her. Junior too, having fucked
Patty within the last twenty minutes, decided to let his Dad and Billy
Joe fight over her.
"So," Bob said as he clinked glasses with Justine. "What's a nice
girl like you doing in a nasty pool like this?"
"Shucks honey," Justine answered in her best southern drawl, "little
boy's spermy dicks don't bother me at all," she teased as she took
hold of Bob's hardening cock under the water, "it's the big boy's
stiff cocks that interest me!"
"My, my!" Bob replied in his best southern gentleman's voice,
"Darling, you appear to have it all in hand. Perhaps such an
intelligent, smart young lady like yourself and I could become friends
and get something straight between us!" Bob moved closer to Justine
and they kissed passionately. Justine quickly forgot all about lady
loving and decided that she *really* wanted Junior's Professor's cock!
"Honey," Justine purred, "I think we could be real close friends."
Junior eyed his Mom and his Professor together near the steps of the
pool, knowing that his Mom was going to get fucked soon. In the deep
end, Junior saw Billy Joe and his Father had Patty cornered. Patty
was laughing and giggling from the dual assault. She been well fucked
less than a half an hour ago but these two new cocks, attached to very
handsome men, were hot and hard, throbbing in her hands. `Damn,' she
thought, `this weekend is really going to be fun!'
Junior decided to go open another bottle of Champagne. He went into
the house, collected the empty bottle and melted ice bucked from the
guest room. He took them into the kitchen, tossed the empty bottle
into recycle, got a fresh bottle, put it into the bucket with more
ice, and took it out side to the patio table.
He saw that his Mom was sitting on the edge of the pool at the two and
a half foot marker as Bob sucked her nipples and slid his hard cock in
and out of her pussy. His Mom was holding Bob's head, stroking his
hair, moving his mouth from tit to tit, while her heels beat a soft
stoccado against his butt as she muttered: "Sweet man! Such a nice
cock. So good! Feels so nice! Yes, just keep fucking! Do me good!
Such a sweet man with such a big, fat cock. Yes, darling, suck my
tits and fuck me good!"
On the steps Junior saw Patty mounted on Billy Joe's cock, facing him
sitting on his lap. His Dad pushed her down to lay on Billy Joe's
hairy chest and began to lick her ass.
`Patty loves to be double fucked.' Junior thought. 'This is going to
be really interesting!'
Junior set down the ice bucket of Champagne. He glanced around and
saw his Dad pushing his stiff prick into Patty's ass.
"Oh God!" Patty groaned. "Fuck me! Fuck my ASS!"
Bob looked up from sucking Justine's boobs to see his wife getting
double fucked. He smiled and turned back to kiss Justine hotly.
"Does it turn you on honey," Justine asked shyly, "to see your wife
getting fucked?
"Not anymore than your hot twat and wonderful tits!"
Justine sighed in happiness. "Good honey. You're going to get lots
of both this weekend. Look all you want but don't stop fucking. I
think I'm going to cum again. Yes! Yes! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! I'M
CUMMING!"
Bob's legs slapped the water as his hips snapped his cock into Justine
with a manly hardness. He too realized that it was going to be a
great weekend.
Junior smiled at the general lewdness and realized that one bottle of
Champagne wouldn't begin to refresh these five fuckers. He got up and
took the other empty bottle and warm ice bucket into the kitchen for a
refill. Junior got back to see Bob seriously banging his Mom as she
chanted: "Fuck me! Cum, Bob! Cum! Fill me with your jism! Cum
darling! Cum! Oh, I'm going to cum too! Cum with me! Now, Bob.
Now! Cum with me! CUM BOB! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!"
Bob snapped his hips into Justine's one last time, arched his body,
and emptied his balls into her clasping cunt.
Patty missed her husband's cum; she was getting very thoroughly
fucked. She was in cum heaven and couldn't believe how her cums kept
rolling thru her as the two studs didn't seem anywhere near cumming.
She tried to tell them how good it felt, but the two fuckers had a
system going and they were banging into her alternately, keeping her
cums rolling thru her.
"Gonna cum!" Billy Joe groaned.
"Me too!" James exclaimed. "Let's fuck her lights out!"
Suddenly, both men began to each fuck Patty as hard as they could.
All the little cums became one *BIG* cum as she zoomed into a massive
orgasm. She couldn't speak, yell, or shout. Her head exploded into
stars and waves of light.
First James spurted his cum into her ass, then Billy Joe shot his wad
against her cervix. `Mother of God!' Patty thought and passed out.
James caught his breath and pulled his cock out of Patty's ass with a
small `Pop'!
He moved aside and sat on the pool step to recoup his strength.
"You're going to have to help me here," Billy Joe asked. "She's out
of it!"
James pulled Patty onto his lap and held her as Billy Joe stretched
himself off the hard concrete.
"Whew," Billy Joe said. "That was a great fuck. Thank for your help,
buddy! I've never double fucked before. It was surprisingly a lot of
fun!"
"We need some help here. Junior!" Bob called his son. "Can you come
over here and help us with Patty? She needs to lay on a lounge
chaise.
Junior hopped up, came to the pool steps, waded in, and picked up
Patty to carry her to a lounge chair. He picked up a large pool towel
and lay it over her naked form.
Justine was lying on her back at the edge of the pool with her legs in
the water, not having moved since Bob had fucked her into a beautiful
orgasm.
"Junior?" she called to her son. "Did little Miss orgasm pass out
again?"
"Yes, Mom," Junior replied. "She's Ok. She's breathing regular now."
Bob had picked up his and Justine's empty glasses and moved to the
pool steps where Billy Joe and James still lay.
"Grab your glasses guys and let's go sit and tell lies about women."
Bob told them.
James picked up their glasses and handed them to Billy Joe before he
went to the pool edge where Patty had left hers. James vaulted out of
the pool with the strength of his arms and picked up Patty's glass.
He drained the warm liquid and took her glass to the table. He sat
and watched Junior *Pop* a fresh bottle of Champagne and refill
glasses for the men. Justine got to her feet and moved to the table
where she sat on Bob's lap. Junior poured her a glass and she lifted
hers up in a toast.
"To a great weekend!" she toasted. The men agreed and they all
clinked and sipped their Champagne.
"Listen, If you four are going to team fuck my wife into the ozone all
weekend, then I'll have Maryann and the mountain girls all to myself?"
"Don't bet the farm on it buddy," Patty said as she wobbled on
unsteady legs to the table, where she sat on Billy Joe's lap. "I want
a taste of those sweet pussies too!"
They all laughed and Junior poured Patty a glass of Champagne. Patty
proposed a toast too.
"Here's to the fucking ozone, happy cum land, or simply wonderful
great climaxes." They all agreed, clinked their glasses, and drank.
They sat around in the warm sun talking and laughing. Patty told the
story of meeting Bob at an airport lounge in a distant city for a
holiday and getting stopped by a security guard with a suspicion of
her being a hooker! The conversation turned to Junior's young Emily
and Bob told them about their picnic at Lake Emily. Justine got
really interested in the olive and pimento sucking and then the eclair
filling smearing-on-the-body-sex.
"Damn, I should have gotten Maryann to pick up some eclairs!" Justine
said. They all laughed again and the talked turned to Bob's Twenty
First Century Curriculum Committee and his idea of a parallel Business
Council to support and help give direction to the University's Faculty
Committee that he chaired.
"A lot of the University community feel far removed from corporate
America and much of corporate America only realizes that Universities
provide trained young minds for their business purposes," Bob
explained in one of his standard spiels.
"What both groups don't understand won't hurt them; it just inhibits a
faster, more productive adaptation to change. Take the Internet as an
example. In the fifties, Universities provided basic research for the
defense establishment. To enable the sharing of data, the computer
and telephone companies got together and tied the research schools'
computers to the DOD, department of defense, research centers. That
was the beginning of the world wide web as we know it. A few far
thinkers realized the importance of it, but most decision makers in
the educational and business world couldn't see past their own goals
of student learning or profit."
"In the nineties the explosion of the Internet for information and E-
business has exceeded all anticipation of both the educational
institutions and the business community. What have the general
Universities or corporate America done to facilitate it, teach it, or
use it? Practically nothing. It's mostly user driven. Most schools
teach the basics, computer science teaches the technical details, and
a few corporations are making home computers available to their
employees at low cost to get them onto the computer/Internet learning
curve. But it's all hit or miss; no one really has a handle on what's
going to happen or even what's in the pipeline."
"Just on our campus I helped saved several million dollars by
interceding with the building committee. They planned to wire several
new buildings with optic fiber right to the desks; to the individual
desk top computers themselves. These planned buildings would be ready
for use just about when the whole computer industry goes wireless!
They would need no wired connection at all! All that money poured
into optic fiber would be wasted. Not that optic fiber would become
useless. It's just not the proper connection for *every* computer of
the future. Just like those new cars with the on-board audio/video
connections for emergencies, navigation, and directions, everything
you own or use can be and will be connected."
"Other simpler examples abound. My lovely wife is a doctorate in Bio-
Chemistry. Our University still has two departments: Chemistry and
Biology; but no actual Bio-Chemistry department exists. During the
fifties and sixties, aeronautical engineering was a big deal. The
space race and all that. In the seventies, the aero-engine
departments were all but gone. The real emphasis changed to specialty
metals, high-particle physics, exotic fuels, and computer design of
the aircraft."
Justine wiggled off Bob's lap and wrinkled her nose. "Come on Patty.
Let's go look at old stuff. All this `forward thinking' has my head
spinning. Let me show you Doctor and Healer Wentworth's bible. Fill
us up Junior. No! Wait. Just give us the bottle! Ok, ok. Bring
the ice bucket too. Don't worry guys, I'll send him right back. Oh
Patty. Don't forget your dress. This old stuff is kind of dirty."
Justine put on her blouse and skirt and left with a dressed Patty,
followed by Junior with the ice bucket and Champagne and two glasses
for the women.
Junior returned from the Den and rejoined the discussion. His Dad was
asking a question: "What is your image of how the business council
would be set up and what might it actually do?"
"I can see the council with 10 or 15 members, with a chairman and vice-
chairmen. Discussion documents would be provided by the twenty first
committee for review, discussion, and comment by the council. Most of
this would be done via the Internet. Necessary meetings could be
funded for expenses and a small stipend," Bob explained.
"The views of the council would be strictly recommendations to the
twenty first committee. The council could be divided into specific
general areas; members selected for participation on unique committees
within the council. For instance a committee on future voice and data
telecommunications could have a chairman from a telecommunications
company, say someone from AT&T or MCI or Sprint, and their committee
would review all discussion documents with an eye to their unique
field of telecommunications. Other committees might be: Information
Technology, Science Education, Human Resource Utilization, Finance and
Economics, Arts and Leisure, the list is endless. New committees
could be added, old ones no longer needed dropped."
"Actually, the committee would be a volunteer group independent of the
University. It would be a living thing; growing and changing as the
need arises. I suppose it would be a 501C organization for IRS
purposes. Since the council would only be an advisory group, it's
usefulness would have to be supported within the Academic community
and the University community as a whole. That would be my job."
"What do you think James? Could it work?" Bob asked.
Before James could answer, Maryann appeared.
"Hi guys!" Maryann greeted them cheerfully. "What's happening?" she
asked as she ran over to Billy Joe, sat in his lap, and kissed him.
"Ohh! Champagne! You guys started the party without me! Say, you
must be Junior's Professor. Doctor Wentworth!"
"Yes dear." James interjected as Maryann left Billy Joe for Bob.
"This is Bob." James continued as Maryann sat in Bob's lap, just where
Justine had so recently sat. "Bob, this is my daughter Maryann!"
Bob, surprised at Maryann's sitting on his lap and at the blatant
sexuality of her voluptuous form in his arms, was further startled by
the sexy hot kiss she gave him on his lips.
"Mmmmm! You kiss nice!" Maryann gushed as she wiggled her ass on his
naked lap and quickly stiffening cock. "I'm going to try this some
more when I have more time."
"Where have you been Sis?" Junior wondered. "We've been worrying!"
"Shit!" she exclaimed, "I'm sure you don't want to know about the
bitchen traffic and the fucking construction! Next time I go to the
bakery for Mom, I want a God Damn navigator!" She wiggled her butt on
Bob's now erect cock and whispered in his ear: "I'm going to fuck you
and suck you until you can't see straight! Won't that be fun!" She
jumped off of his lap and looked at his hardon. She took a glass of
Champagne from Junior, gave him a quick kiss, and winked at Bob as she
moved to the door.
"I need to talk to Mom and meet Patty. I don't quite understand why
they're inside when all the beautiful cocks are out here. I guess I
need some more female education. Oh, well. Live and learn! See you
guys later!" With that, she darted into the house.
There was a pregnant silence while they all absorbed Maryann's brief
presence.
"Uhmmm," Bob cleared his throat. "There's another reason for wireless
navigation in automobiles. If she hadn't been late I wonder how
different our little pool party would have been?"
There was a light chuckle from the other men and Junior broke the ice
as he refilled glasses all around.
"Bob, I think you just got off easy," Junior said. "The next time she
sees your cock, you'd better be ready for some serious fucking!"
This time they all laughed easily.
"Bob, you haven't yet encountered the sexual staying power of a lusty
eighteen year old girl." James explained. "Especially when Maryann
gets her libido cranked up. There's an old song by the Carpenters
called 'We've only just begun!' and I think we just saw the beginning."
The guys toasted `lusty eighteen year olds' and began to talk about
cars. Billy Joe told about his Suburban, James shared ideas from his
experience with his Lexus, and Bob and Junior talked about Bob's Jeep.
Maryann had gone inside, but not to the Den. She went up stairs and
put on her new white silk and lace bra, panties, garter belt, and
black silk stockings. She put on a pair of 4 inch black patent
leather heels, and covered herself with a long white deep pile cotton
robe. She checked her hair, make-up, and lip gloss. Walking
carefully, carrying her Champagne glass, she went downstairs and to
the den where her Mom and Patty were chatting about the old photos and
letters concerning the Wentworth family. Maryann paused to lean
against the doorway, waiting to be seen.
Her Mom saw her and smiled. Patty saw the smile and turned to see
Maryann saunter into the room. She was a vision of loveliness, a pure
innocent face framed in a blond halo, a virginal white robe wrapped
around her, hanging to her feet.
'Hi Mom. I just wanted you to check out my new underwear for my date
tonight!"
Maryann shrugged off the robe and stood in pose, one knee bent, hips
and chest thrust out like a fashion model. She swirled her Champagne
glass and sipped as sexy as she could. Stepping sexily across the
room around the piles of old documents and photographs, she sauntered
to where her Mom and Patty sat together on a couch.
"Oh, you must be Patty. I'm Maryann!" she said as she lowered herself
onto Patty's lap. "I'm very happy to finally meet you!" she said as
she put her arms around Patty's neck. 'Junior told me all about you
and I'm so happy you're finally here. He said that you like to make
out with girls." Maryann kissed Patty gently. "I'm a girl! Would
you like to make out with me?"
Patty's pussy immediately got wet. Her mind swam with the
unbelievable sexy body of Maryann on her lap. Encased in only thin
silk and gauzy lace, Maryann's breasts were only made more attractive
by what didn't show. Patty could see her pink nipples poking thru the
thin silk and could see her bald pussy slit clearly thru her lacy silk
panties. The garter belt rounded her incredibly narrow waist, five
inches higher than the top of her panties. Patty eyed the simple tie
string for the panties and wondered if they were decorations or not;
wondered if she pulled it whether Maryann's naked sex would be in full
view. Patty's thinking stopped when Maryann kissed her again with the
full passion of girl/girl lust.
"I talked to the men outside and not one of them asked or tried to
fuck me." Maryann said. "I even sat on your husband's lap but he
didn't even try to feel my tits! So I came in here wondering if there
was something wrong with me. Perhaps I'm not as hot as those nasty
college girls? Junior says that Emily has a nice, rounded body. Do
you think I should put on a few pounds?"
Maryann kissed Patty again gently and moved to her ear. She kissed
Patty's ear lobe softly and took it between her teeth to nibble.
She whispered into her ear: "Maybe I'm such a stupid small town girl
and don't understand what's going on. Perhaps I should be more
aggressive? I could ask you to kiss me, to hold me, to touch me, to
fondle my breasts, to untie my panties and hold my pussy, to lick me,
to kiss me all over, to suck me," and from deep in her throat, "to
*FUCK* me, to *EAT* me, to make me *CUM AND CUM AND CUM*!"
Justine had seen where this was going and left quietly. Neither
Maryann or Patty knew or cared. Patty pulled Maryann's lips to her
own and they kissed with the full passion of lovers. Patty's hands
lifted up and cupped Maryann's boobs, sending a thrill to Maryann and
a bigger one to Patty as she realized that Maryann's fabulous tits
need no bra to support her big conical mounds of joy. Patty gently
rolled around Maryann's nipples and found her moans of lust very sexy
and arousing. She loosened the bow between Maryann's bra cups, slid
them apart, and took a nipple into her mouth. Maryann began to thrash
and quiver, moaning Patty's name in a lower key sexy voice that made
Patty's clit get instantly stiff.
"Uhhhmmmm, Uhhhmmmm!" Maryann moaned. Then: "I'm going to cum Patty!
I'm going to cum! Oh God! Suck my tits Patty! I'M CUMMING!" she
yelled.
Patty rolled out from under Maryann's quaking body and lay her back
onto the couch. On her knees, with her mouth still sucking at her
breasts, Patty ran her hands all over Maryann's body, feeling and
touching her hot flesh. Her mouth moved between the two conical
nipples, erect on her luscious boobs. Patty's emotions were reeling
with lust for this delicious morsel of womanhood. Patty's hand sought
out Maryann's pussy, easily untying the side ties holding the scant
covering, and traced the swollen pussy lips with her fingertips. She
felt the moisture and heat there; knowing that soon her mouth would
replace her fingers.
Maryann's body stopped shuddering and Patty kissed her deeply on her
mouth.
"Are you getting hot honey?" Patty cooed "Do you like my loving on
your hot tits? What do you want? What would you like me to do?"
"Oh Patty darling." Maryann gushed. "Eat me. Suck me. Finger fuck
me. Make me cum. Please Patty, I'm dying for you!"
Patty didn't bother answering. She licked and kissed her way down to
Maryann's swollen breasts; squeezing them and sucking on the hard
nipples. Patty loved each breast and moved down again, licking across
her firm belly to tease around her navel.
"Oh! He, he," Maryann giggled. "That tickles!"
Patty tongue drifted lower, the heady scent of Maryann's young girl
juice inflaming her olfactory senses.
"Uhmmm! You smell so good!" Patty moaned to Maryann.
"I taste even better," Maryann rasped. "So EAT ME!" she demanded as
she threw her legs wide apart and pushed Patty's head into her crotch.
Patty held off, wanting to spend a minute looking at the gorgeous lewd
sight before her.
Maryann's pussy lips, bare of hair and tanned deeply from nude
sunbathing, were swollen with lust. They seemed to pulse with
Maryann's heart beat. A small rivulet of girl juice and cum ran
slowly from the bottom of her slit. At the top, Maryann's clitoris
peeked out; her sexy button of love begging for attention. Patty took
it all in and decided that no teasing was needed; no careful licking
or sucking could make this girl any hotter than she all ready was.
This pussy was ready to cum and Patty was just the woman to do it.
Without any warning, Patty dove in tongue first.
"OHMYGOD!" yelled Maryann as her hips snapped upward when she felt
Patty's broad tongue sweep up from her asshole, thru her split labia,
and across her stiff clit! Patty then moved right to Maryann's vagina
and stuck her tongue as far into her as she could.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Maryann gasped with pleasure.
Patty chewed on Maryann's now swollen inner labia, moving up to her
clit. There Patty lashed at the sensitive button with her tongue,
sucked it into her mouth, and whipped it around with her tongue.
Maryann screamed again: "Aaaaiiiiiieeeeee!" and climaxed.
Patty saw her chance and bit down on Maryann's clit gently. Maryann
rocket into full orgasm, her hips humping up lewdly as she squeezed
her own tits fiercely as she screamed.
Maryann's scream was heard through out the house and out on the patio.
Justine smiled as she sat on her son's lap.
"It sounds like Patty is showing Maryann what the university life is
like!" Justine quipped. "She seems to know her way around the
freshman student body."
The men chuckled and they all toasted the student body! Justine
wiggled on Junior's hardon and felt the growing erection on his
student body.
Justine got up off of Junior, glanced at his hardon, and pulled him to
his feet.
"Come on son. Let's go into the pool and see how your student body is
feeling!"
Justine led him into the pool and they swam around, teasing each
other. Their teasing turned lusty and Justine soon had her son's cock
in her mouth. Junior couldn't take too much of his Mom's oral
caresses and picked her up and sat her on a convienent pool step. He
aimed his cock at her vagina and gently eased in.
"Oh son! I just love your cock!" Justine cooed.
Patty came out of the house then, strutted to the patio table nude,
chugged down a glass of Champagne, and wiped her cum covered face with
the back of her hand.
"Refill?" she asked. Billy Joe held up the open bottle and Patty went
to him. She sat on his lap, draped an arm around his neck, and held
her glass out for filling.
"Why thank you darling," Patty husked in her best little girl voice.
"Such a sweet man to care for a little girl like me. I just love your
hairy chest," she said as she rubbed her face in his chest hairs.
James stood and motioned for Bob to follow him. They went into the
house, down the hall, and into the den where Maryann still lay fucked
out from Patty's loving. James bent over and picked her up in his
arms. He carried her out of the den and over to the master bedroom.
Bob opened the door and the two men entered with Maryann waking from
her orgasmic funk. James lay her in the center of the bed and lay
down beside her, motioning Bob to lay on her other side.
Maryann blinked her eyes open as she felt the men's hands on her pussy
and breasts.
"Hi Daddy!" she said. "Hi Professor. Ohhh! You've got nice hands
Professor."
"Please call me Bob, honey," Bob said as he slipped a finger into her
still wet pussy. "You have such a nice wet, tight pussy. I'd love to
fuck it. May I?"
"Oh yes! That sounds wonderful!" Maryann exclaimed.
"Darling, I have a plan," her Father explained. "We'll kiss on you
and play with your fantastic body for a while until you're good and
hot. Then we'll kneel up and you can suck us both until we're hard
enough for you. Then Bob will fuck you while I fuck him! How does
that sound? Would you like that? We'll make a Doctor Bob sandwich!
Okay?"
Maryann's eyes sparkled and she giggled: "Yeah. I'd like that!"
"Good girl!" James said as he kissed his daughter lovingly.
Bob focused his attention on her fabulous tits. He'd never seen such
beautiful conical breasts with, when hard, matching conical nipples.
He made sure the nipple he was sucking stayed in a firm conical shape
as his finger moved gently in and out of her cunt hole.
James moved down to Maryann's other breast and his tongue laved the
nipple there into a firm conical shape, just like Bob had done to the
other nipple. James found Maryann's clit with his fingers and he
caught it between the meaty part of his first and middle fingers.
James squeezed it and moved his hand up and down, sliding her clit up
and down between fingers.
"I'm cumming!" Maryann cried as she arched up and shuddered. "Ah,
that's nice!"
Bob and James backed off a bit, letting Maryann recover from her
orgasm.
"Bob, would you agree that God must have had a special plan to
formulate a body as fine as Maryann's?" James asked.
"Yes! I'd agree to that." Bob replied.
"Therefore I'd surmise that, although we're nowhere near as perfect as
God, I think we need a good plan to formulate this business council
you're suggesting. I believe that it's a great idea, but we need to
have a plan. Do you agree?"
"Yes. Naturally!"
"Then I'd like you to draw up a plan along the lines of what you told
me out at the pool; a schematic of sorts, no more than three pages.
Get it to me as soon as possible and I'll work on it and get it back
to you within 72 hours with my suggestions. We'll do it via E-Mail.
We'll work thru it together and see if we can come up with something
workable. What do you say?"
"I say that it's a good plan for a excellent plan!" Bob agreed.
"As a sweetener for your prompt action, I'll put up a million shares
of our new stock to seed the 501-C corporation we'll need to establish
to fund the operation. I'll find a good lawyer to help us understand
the special ramifications of our non-profit group. Keep your eyes
open for a good executive director, someone with business savvy that
will be able to deal with the academic community.
Maryann wiggled and the two men went back to sucking her tits and
teasing her pussy.
"Uhmmm. Hi Daddy. Hi Bob. You guys sure know how to make a girl
cum!"
"You ready to suck some cocks Kitten?" James asked his daughter.
"Oh yeah. Bring them on up here and let me taste them. Wow! This is
neat!"
Bob and James moved up to kneel at Maryann's head, their cocks well
within reach of her hot mouth. She held them both, licking and
sucking one, while she jerked and tease the other with her fingers.
Back and forth she moved, getting hotter and hotter herself.
Bob leaned into James and they shared a warm kiss. They teased each
other's nipples with one hand as they each tweaked one of Maryann's.
She, being an old pro at getting cocks hard, quickly got the men ready
to fuck.
Bob pulled back first and moved to kneel between Maryann's spread
legs. He lay his erection on her swollen pussy lips and slid his cock
head up and down, feeling her heat and moisture.
"James turned and sat on the edge of the bed, getting some lubricant
from the drawer on the night stand."
"Go ahead and start Bob. I'm sure that Maryann would like to welcome
you to our humble home too."
Maryann smiled and said: "Yes Doctor Bob, let me show you how pleased
I am that you're here!" She reached down and took hold of Bob's cock.
She firmly pushed it to her vaginal lips and snapped her hips up to
engulf it fully, up to his balls.
"Uhhhhmmmmm!" Maryann moaned. "Doesn't that feel good?"
Bob, gasping over the thrill, groaned back: "Yes! It feels great!"
Bob pushed down with his hips until Maryann's butt met the bedspread.
When he rose back up, Maryann's pelvis stayed right with his. Only a
slight movement of cock in vagina was made, but it was delicious.
Down Bob pushed again and back up Maryann pushed them. A rhythm was
established and each began a small rotation of their hips in the
opposite direction of the other. The grinding and churning made his
cock head poke deliciously around inside her pussy, pleasing them
both. The mashing of her clit thrilled Maryann and caused involuntary
contractions of her vaginal muscles, giving both more sexy pleasure.
As Bob began to hump Maryann hard, his cock head kept trying to force
entry past her cervix, giving them both even more thrills.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me! YEES! JUST LIKE THAT! OHMYGOD! I'M CUMMING!"
Maryann yelled. Bob felt her contractions and felt his cum starting.
"Me Too," Bob exclaimed. "Fuck me! Fuck me. I'm Cumming too!" he
shouted.
Their hips were a blur as Maryann's young ass lifted them both up and
Bob's muscles slammed them back down. Up and down. Faster and
faster! James could just watch as he saw his daughter suck Bob's cum
out of him.
"Arrrrrgggggghhhhh!" Bob cried as he spurted his cum onto Maryann's
cervix!
Maryann squealed again as another orgasm racked her body, her back
arching up as waves of ecstasy moved thru her. James watched in
happiness for them; his ready cock would have to wait for another time
with Bob's ass.
Justine came into the bedroom then and announced that Maryann needed
to begin to get ready for her date. Junior had taken Billy Joe up to
his room to shave and clean up.
"You boys better leave Maryann alone Let her calm down and send her
upstairs to get dressed. If you need somewhere to put a wiggling
tongue or a stiff cock, I have a real good suggestion. Now come on,
leave her alone!"
"Yes, dear." James answered his wife. He stood, moved around the bed
to where Bob lay panting, and took his hand to pull him up.
"Come on old horse." James laughed. "You can't let a little girl get
you down!"
Bob grinned wearily and let James pull him to his feet. James put his
arm around him and led him out of the bedroom to the pool. At the
pool, Patty was lying on a lounge chaise where Billy Joe had fucked
her into happy cum land. She propped her head up on an elbow and
watched James push Bob into the pool.
"What happened to him?" she asked James as he came to the table for a
drink of Champagne.
"Maryann!" was his one word answer. James took a glass of Champagne
to the pool edge and handed it to Bob.
He picked up another glass and offered it to Patty. She smiled and
said "Yes!"
James took it to her and she thanked him nicely. She noticed his
lubricated cock and grabbed it, stroking it up and down.
"Lookee here!" she exclaimed. "A cock ready to fuck an ass without an
ass to fuck. What happened? Maryann again?"
"Yes," James laughed with her. "She sucked out his cum and strength
before I could make a Wentworth sandwich of him."
"Oh, my!" Patty said, realizing that it was Bob's ass he was after,
not Maryann's. "I'm a Wentworth. How about a half a Wentworth
sandwich," she said as she turned over onto her hands and knees,
presenting her lovely ass for his pleasure.
"Well," James said as moved up behind her spread ass. "I think this
is a fine turn of events." He said as he pushed his cock easily into
Patty's ass. "I love a nice tight ass just before dinner!"
James rocked in and out of Patty's ass as she rolled her hips to match
is fucking. She reached under her with one hand to tease her clit and
pussy, the other hand to pinch her hard nipples.
"Hmmmmmm! Mr. James Wentworth Preston, you have a nice way with your
cock. I think I like it! I think I like it very much!"
"Ah, Patty my dear. It's a sweet ass you've got!" James said,
beginning to feel his orgasm. "Oh my, get ready to grab my cock. I'm
getting ready to cream you!"
Patty, wanting to make it good for her host and get off herself,
redoubled her efforts at her tits and clit, swinging her ass wildly
about his piston-like cock.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" James yelled as he jetted his cum into
Patty's ass.
"OH Yes!" Patty cried, "Me too! I'm cumming too!"
They climaxed nearly together and James sagged down upon her back,
forcing her flat on the lounge chaise.
"You're squishing me!" she finally managed to say after she caught her
breath. "Get off me, please." James did as she asked, sitting on the
patio deck. "God, that was nice!" Patty exclaimed.
"The squishing or the fucking?" James asked teasingly.
"The cumming, you asshole!" Patty laughed at him. "The fucking and
the squishing weren't too bad though!"
James stood, picked Patty up, and carried her to the pool. "I think
we both need to cool off some!" he told her as he jumped into the pool
with her in his arms.
The *splash* was enormous and washed over Bob standing poolside in
five feet of water. Bob laughed at their antics and was soon caught
up in a three way splashing duel.
Justine came out wearing just a cooking apron, wondering what all the
ruckus was, and backed off quickly to avoid sheets of water being
aimed at her.
Justine waved her spatula at them: "I'm finishing dinner now so don't
get nasty. It will be ready in a half and hour, so if you want to
freshen up, you may want to get started," she instructed them as she
retreated into the house. Junior came out with a tray and began to
collect the Champagne glasses and empty bottles.
"We kind of eat informal around here on weekends. That means you can
wear what you want or nothing for that matter," James explained to his
guests. "Junior and I usually just wear short dressing robes. Did
you guys bring anything like that?"
"No, I didn't," Bob said.
"I did!" Patty boasted. "A lady always needs a sexy cover-up!"
The two guys laughed and splashed her.
"Junior, would you get that extra robe of mine for Bob to wear at
dinner? Take it to their guest room for his use, please."
"Yes, Dad!"
Patty went to the steps and got out of the pool. "I'm going to go
wash off the chlorine and dry my hair. See you guys later," she said
as she followed Junior into the house.
"Is that damn Jeep of yours save to drive?" James asked Bob.
"Junior's needs a new vehicle and he's thinking of a Jeep. What do
you think?"
"Well, to be frank, I'd suggest a Jeep Cherokee. It's strong, solid,
gets reasonable mileage, and would be good basic transportation,
especially in the winter!" Bob replied. Also, he can get it with a
bench seat. That's something he said he needs."
The two men talked cars for a while and then decided they could use a
shower too.
They exited the pool and went into the house to clean up for dinner.
Bob went to the guest room and found a clean, dry Patty kneeling
beside the bed sucking off Junior. He stood holding the dressing robe
for Bob as Patty blew him. She looked up when Bob entered and paused
in her sucking to say: "This is just a quickie. He's been doing all
this running and fetching with this great big hardon that I just had
to. . . . "
"Yeah, yeah!" Bob laughed. "Such a nice humanitarian gesture! Do you
want any help?"
Patty didn't want or need any help and had all ready restarted her
efforts to eat Junior's cum. Her whore mouth quickly brought him off.
Patty drank it all and Junior muttered "Thanks" as he dashed up to his
room to get ready for dinner
Upstairs, Junior whistled at Billy Joe's finery. He'd been using
Junior's room to change, because Maryann didn't want him to see her
before she was ready. Junior jumped into the shower, quickly washed
and dried off, slipped on his own dressing robe, and went downstairs
with Billy Joe. They stood at the bar, sipping scotch with James and
Bob, waiting on the ladies, as usual.
End Chapter 35
********************** My Dear Readers *****************************
Please remember that stories are just stories and not reality. Do
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21st century will kill your body, rot your mind, and rape your soul.
************** Thank You For Reading My Story **********************
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