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****************** Read Me First ***********************************
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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 my 
stories are completely fictional and any resemblance to anyone or
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commercial. Mrs.James Wentworth Preston (a Pen Name) Copyright 2001
************************ Thank You **********************************

Mrs. James Wentworth Preston.  Chapter 54 - Le Petit Morte.

************************* Story Prolog ************************
My name is Justine.  My stories are about my family and the sexy 
things they do. What they *say* they do.  I just try and write it down 
what they tell me.  Sometimes I don't know anything about it, I just 
have to believe them.  Their tales are so often strange, but they tell 
me that they're true!

We live in small-town USA; my husband James, my Son Junior, he goes to 
college, and Maryann, my beautiful Daughter.  This chapter is all 
about Emily, Junior's lady love, and part of their evening at Bob and 
Patty's house, where they are staying off campus.  Bob is Junior's 
Professor and Patty is his wife.  Bob is also James' long, lost 
cousin.  James' cousin Louise is also there, with her sexy Daughter, 
Heather.

This tale begins on Wednesday evening after Emily has given up her 
virginity to Junior.  They all have dinner out on the patio.  
Afterwards things get sexy.  When Junior and Emily go upstairs and 
things get even more interesting.

During part of this chapter, I try to write 'first person' from 
Emily's point of view.  It's just a short section and I hope you like 
it, especially those of you who think I should focus more on how the 
women in my stories actually *feel* about what's going on.  If you 
want, send me a note if you like it or if you think I've missed the 
mark.

I hope you enjoy the story.  If you missed any previous chapters, 
you'll find them in the archive at ASSTR.  If you have difficulty in 
finding them, send me a note and I'll send you some simple search 
instructions that Junior wrote, just to help you find them.  It is 
confusing; all those options!
***************** Thanks for reading my stories *********************
***************** Mrs. James Wentworth Preston *******************

Mrs James Wentworth Preston

Chapter 54

Le Petit Morte


"Hi guys!" Emily said, as she came out onto the pool deck after she 
happily lost her virginity to Junior.  Patty and Heather immediately 
sat up on the mat where they'd recently had sex and Louise stood from 
where she was sitting.  All were nude.

Emily was a little surprised to see them naked, but pressed on with 
her plan.

"Heather.  Can you make me some 'Ladies Aid'?  I'm a little sore but 
I'm not ready to stop yet!"

Heather jumped up and said "Sure!"  and went into the house to put the 
tea water on.

"How's it going," Louise asked calmly.

"Yeah!  Has Junior been good to you?" Patty asked eagerly.

"Fine, fine," Emily replied.  "Well, actually, it's going great!  
Really, really great!"

"Oh Emily," Louise grabbed her hands in hers, "I'm so glad!"  Louise 
pulled Emily into her arms for a big hug.  "You look good."

"Right," Patty said.  "All fucked out!"

Emily frowned, "No.  I'm not all fucked out.  I'm just giving stud a 
break to wash up and recover a little."

Heather came back out and announced that it would be a few minutes for 
the water to come to a boil and asked Patty where the tea pot might be 
found.  Patty wasn't sure so she went back into the house with Heather 
to find it for her.

Louise pulled Emily over to a chair and sat down next to her at the 
pool side table.  "Really, those two jokesters are gone now, tell me.  
Are you okay?  Everything's all right?"

"Yes Aunt Louise!  And I want to thank you for the nice womanhood 
ritual.  I liked it.  It means a lot to me.  I've all ready begun to 
see the wisdom in what you said.  Thanks.  I appreciate it!"

"Is there anything you want to ask me?" Louise persisted.  "I mean, 
that scream. . . . "

"What scream?" Emily asked, genuinely confused.

"Wasn't it you who screamed?"

"No, I don't remember screaming!"

Louise giggled, "Well someone screamed and it didn't sound like 
Junior!"

"Well, I don't remember screaming, but I did lose control for a few 
minutes there!  Maybe then?"

"Yes, perhaps.  Well, we did tell you Junior is a good lover.  I hope 
he's pleasing you!" Louise probed gently.

"Yes, he's very good.  I mean, I don't have anything to compare it 
with, but if my orgasms were any better, I'd might just chain him to 
my bed!  I might just do that anyway.  With a cocksman like him, I 
could make millions!"

"Oh!" Louise looked a little abashed.  "Orgasms?  More than one?"

"Yes.  Lots and lots of them," Emily replied then whispered to Louise, 
"He does something called 'Hot Spurts into a Hot Womb!  You heard of 
that?"

"No, but I can imagine!" Louise gasped at the realization of what 
Emily was saying.

"Well, it's rather complicated, but the results are spectacular," 
Emily confessed.  "Like throwing gasoline on a fire, I just explode 
into huge cums.  In fact, they were so huge, I passed out!"

"Oh my!" is all Louise could say, incredibly amazed that this virgin 
would feel the joy of hot cum in through her cervix in her first 
intercourse.

"Actually, he did it to me again later and I didn't pass out.  I was 
able to ride all the huge waves of my orgasm.  God!  It was 
fantastic!"

Patty and Heather came out with the tea pot, mugs, spoons, and some 
honey.  They set it all on the table and pulled up chairs.

"Emily, do you want some honey with your tea?" Heather asked as she 
poured.  "That's how I like mine."

"Okay!  I'll have honey too," Emily agreed.

"What's this about 'It was fantastic!'?" Patty asked, thirsting for 
nasty details.

"She was just telling me what a good lover Junior was and how happy he 
made her," Louise answered discretely for Emily.

Emily stirred her tea and sipped it thankfully.  She was also thankful 
for Louise's deflection of Patty's prying questions.

"Hey, thanks to you two for the nice words you said to me before I 
went upstairs," Emily said.  "I've taken them to heart and I really 
appreciate it.  Thanks."

The girl chat turned to other things and Emily began to feel better 
and better about it all.  She wasn't worried about her lover; she'd 
been worried about what everyone else thought!  'How stupid!' she 
realized.  'Junior was right!  This is my private life and I can say 
as much or as little as I want.'

Naturally, the urge to know more finally overcame Heather.  "Tell me 
Emily, how was it?"

Emily smiled, remembering Junior's words and glad that she'd worn her 
torn panties.  "What do you mean 'it'?" Emily stalled, making it 
difficult for Heather.

Louise smiled, happy that this eighteen year old girl was wise enough 
to not tell all.

Heather replied, "You know, it!  Losing your cherry?"

"Oh, that!" Emily played it for all it was worth.  "He was so hungry 
for me that he," Emily stood and opened her robe, displaying her 
panties with the hole in them, "chewed right through my underwear!"

"Oh my God!" Heather gasped.

Patty too cried softly, "Wow!  That's wild!"

Louise was shocked, but understood Emily's point.

Emily closed her robe and sat down, saying only, "Girls, I'm not 
saying anything more.  If you can't figure it out, then I can't help 
you!"

There was a stunned silence.  Then they stirred their tea and sipped 
quietly, lost in their own thoughts about Emily had reveled.

"Hi girls!  How's it going!" Junior bounced out to the table, clad in 
only a pair of white thick fluffy cotton sleeping shorts.  He kissed 
Emily on the top of her head and hugged her as she sat.  "Hey, I'm 
thirsty too.  Got any juice or something for me?"

"Sure.  I know where it is," Emily said as she stood.  "I'll go get 
it.  Sit lover and tell all your nasty secrets to the girls.  They 
don't believe me that we just sat together and read poetry for a 
couple of hours."  Emily went into the house and Junior sat in her 
chair.

Louise smirked and laughed, "Junior!  I don't know how you do it, but 
she's more in love with you now than before!"

"I guess she likes the way I read poetry!" Junior replied, returning 
the smirk.

"It looked like your poetry gets a little oral, if her panties are any 
example," Patty remarked snidely.

"Well," Junior replied, "Poetry is an oral tradition!"

"I don't want to insert religion into this discussion," Heather added, 
"but it looked like a holy event!"

"I must agree with you!" Junior replied.  "It was an uplifting 
experience!  Emily was very thrilled by the depth and breath of our 
oral exchange.  In fact, it would not be unfair to say that we 
achieved a sort of mental and physical high from our oral efforts.  
Emily is, if  you hadn't noticed, a very joyful person, able to enjoy 
all the mental and physical pleasures of complete and thorough 
introspection of all the relevant aspects of a deep and lasting 
relationship!"

"What?" Heather asked, foolishly confused.

Louise smiled and interjected, "He's saying that they had a great time 
and he's not going to give any details.  If you want to know more, 
you've got to get Emily to tell you."

"You shit!" Heather said, directed at Junior.

"Hey, hey!" Patty said.  "There's a lot to be said of a man that 
doesn't fuck and tell."

"Right!" Heather said sarcastically, "like he doesn't talk about us!"

"No, you're wrong Daughter," Louise said.  "He's never talked about 
you.  Not to me, or anyone else that I know of.  Hell, no one needs 
to.  You run off at the mouth enough that no one needs to tell about 
you.  He, meanwhile, smiles and keeps his mouth shut.  Haven't you 
noticed?  Junior is a very gracious man.  He neither brags nor touts 
his sexual performances.  If you were a little wiser, you'd learn from 
his example!"

Emily returned with a tall glass of apple juice for her lover.  She 
sat on his lap and offered him the glass.  Junior, happy at the 
distraction, took it and drank deeply.  Then he accepted her deep kiss 
of love.  The other woman understood what was happening and wished 
they had their lovers with them to join in the romance.

Taking their breaths, Junior asked Emily, "How about a swim?  I see 
that we are the only ones with clothes on.  I don't mind if they see 
me naked!  Do you?"

Emily looked around at the nude women and agreed, "No, it will be 
okay.  But don't you get sexy with these girls!  I claim you as mine 
for the next day or so!  Okay?"

Junior kissed her and said, "Okay."  He stood and lifted Emily with 
him.  He carried her to the pool's edge and set her down on her feet.  
They only paused to drop their brief covers, and then he took her 
hand.  "Come on girl, let's swim!"  Naked they jumped into the pool.  

Louise looked at Patty and Heather, then said "Let's go!"

They all jumped in and played in the pool naked together.  Emily and 
Heather tried to match Patty's world class swimming skills but fell 
short.  Louise and Junior watched and laughed as Patty easily eluded 
the chasing Emily and Heather.

Louise spotted the golden Sacajawea Dollar forgotten by Stacy laying 
on the bottom of the pool.  It had slid down and was near the deepest 
part of the pool.

"Hey! Hey girls!" Louise yelled.  "Listen up!"

There's a golden dollar down in the deep part of the pool near the 
drain that I want.  I'll give special privileges to anyone who'll get 
it for me!"

"What kind of privileges?" asked Patty.

Louise turned to Junior, "you don't mind if I use you for a minute, to 
you?"

"No, but don't piss-off Emily!

"Okay, I won't."

To the girls she yelled, "Bring me the golden dollar and you get three 
sucks on a hard cock!  Go!"

Patty, Heather, and Emily dove for the golden dollar with a big splash 
of water.  Heather seemed to be closest and appeared to be at the coin 
first, but suddenly she grabbed her own ass and Emily was there to 
pick up the coin.

Emily shot up to catch her breath and swam leisurely over to Louise, 
holding the golden coin high, the late afternoon sun sparkling off of 
it.  "I got it!  I got it!" Emily yelled happily as she handed it to 
Louise.  "Where's my hard cock?"

Louise laughed, Patty joining in as she swam to join them in the 
shallow end of the pool.

"What happened Heather?" Louise asked her Daughter, "I thought you had 
it?"

"Mom!  Something," Heather turned and looked at Emily, "or *someone* 
pinched me and I didn't get the coin!" she pouted.

"Oh poor darling!" Louise faked serious concern.  "Stand up here on 
the steps and let me see."

Heather stepped up and showed the red mark on her butt.  "See Mom!  
Right here!  Something, *someone* pinched me!"

"Yes dear, I see the mark!" Louise said and made a big deal of 
inspecting Heather's ass!

Patty got up close and took a little nip of ass flesh!

"Yipes!" Heather yelled.  "What was that?"

"Oh nothing," Louise replied.  "Only a little pinch of the teeth!"

Junior stood in the shallow end next to the steps and watched Louise's 
foolishness.  Emily just smiled and melted back into Junior's arms.

"Maaaaaammmmmmm!" Heather cried.  "That's not fair!  I had that coin!  
It's not fair!"

"All's fair in love and war cousin!" Emily replied with a little 
giggle.

"Well, fuck you, cousin!" Heather whined as she stepped down back into 
the pool.

"Where's my hard cock?" Emily asked as she rubbed her ass crack 
against Junior's soft cock!"

"Oh dear, I forgot about the special privileges I promised!" Louise 
said.  "Move aside Emily and let my sluts get a cock hard for you!  
Sluts!" she called to Patty and Heather, "come over here and make this 
cock hard!"

Heather quit her pouting and joined Patty at Junior's front, Emily 
having moved aside, Junior's arm around her shoulders.

"Go ahead girls, don't be shy!  It isn't as if you haven't seen this 
cock before.  Look, it's mistress doesn't mind.  She's just waiting 
for her winnings for three sucks on a hard cock!  Go ahead, get it 
hard!  Now!" Louise smacked Heather on the butt.

Patty held up Junior's soft cock and licked it.  Heather joined in and 
began to lick on it too.  The two girls kissed and sucked on Junior's 
cock and soon it  started to get hard.  Emily watched, curious about 
how other girls sucked cock.  She trusted Louise; that she'd  keep her 
word.

"Hey, Hello in the pool!" Bob yelled as he came out onto the patio.  
"Looks like a beautiful day for the pool!" he said as he began to 
strip off his clothes.  "I brought these chocolates for any virgins 
here.  Are there any virgins here?"

"Nope!" Emily yelled.

"Nope!" Patty joined in.

"Nope" Heather added.

"Nope," Louise agreed, "no virgins around here!"

"Damn," Bob complained, "I guess Junior and I will have to eat these 
alone!" he said as he stepped down into the pool and his wife Patty's 
waiting arms.  They kissed and rubbed their naked bodies together.

"Look," Bob observed, "Heather is still hungry!  She's licking on 
Junior's cock as if she'd hadn't one in quit a while."

"Hello Uncle Bob!" Heather cooed as she left Junior's cock and sidled 
up to her Uncle.  "Can I have a piece of candy too?"

"Heather sweetie," Patty cooed, "you need to find a good cock or a 
dildo.  If you want my man you'll need my permission and I'm not 
giving it!"

"But last weekend. . . . " Heather started.

"Was last weekend," Patty finished.  "Heather we're all family here, 
but there are rules!  Be kewl, but don't push it!" Patty admonished 
her.

"Heather, you'd better get control of your hormones.  I'm going to 
take you home if you don't behave!" Louise told her Daughter.  "Come 
on.  Let's go see if the sauce is getting ready.  It's probably time 
to put the pasta on!"

Louise took Heather into the house to check on the spaghetti, leaving 
the two couples alone in the pool.

"I'm sorry that this happened," Bob admitted.  "I tried to avoid 
this."

"Not your problem," Emily replied, "Heather's been out of control all 
afternoon!"

"That's right," Patty added. "She's  so cock-horny that she doesn't 
know what's she's saying!"

"Okay, that's problem one solved," Doc. Wentworth said.  "Now, problem 
number two.  Is our splash girl happy?"

Emily grinned and replied, "All washed and happy, Sir!"

"Good!  Wife!  I think we need some Champagne!" Bob said as he kissed 
Patty again.  "Come on.  Let's go make Heather's pout turn to a smile 
with bubbles!"

Laughing, Patty and Emily went up the steps, pulling their man by the 
hand.  Bob paused, letting Junior go ahead of him, and slapped him on 
the butt.

"Way to go guy!" Bob said.  "You've got a happy woman!"

"Thanks to you Doc. and your wife Patty.  And Aunt Louise and Heather 
too," Junior replied.  "Oh, by the way, the new bedroom furniture 
works fine!"

The women pulled them from the pool and into the house.  Bob found the 
cold Champagne and Junior opened it.  Patty and Emily got the glasses 
and handed them out as Junior poured.

"A toast!  A toast to Emily!  To our dear friend, no longer a virgin!" 
Bob toasted with his glass held high.

"Hear!  Hear!" someone said, another said, "All Right!", still another 
said, "Way to go Emily!"

They all sipped their champagne, except Emily who knew that it was 
rude to drink to a toast for yourself.

"I have a toast too!" Emily said as she raised her glass high.  
"Here's to all men, that they be as romantic, loving, and gentle as 
Junior!"

"Excellent toast!" Bob exclaimed as they all clinked and drank.  "Well 
said Emily, well said!"

Come on!  Let's go back outside," Patty said.  "It's such a beautiful 
day!"

They took the second bottle of champagne in an ice bucket outside with 
them to the pool where they sat and laughed, telling stories of how 
they lost their virginity.

Bob confessed that he lost his to an ugly, fat girl that got him drunk 
and seduced him when he was a teenager.  He couldn't even remember her 
name.

Patty told about how he'd been rudely and crudely fucked in a back 
seat by some high school drop out named Steve.  She never saw him 
again.

Junior explained that his Mom had taken him when he was ten and he 
couldn't remember any of it.

"She said I had a great time, once I overcame my shyness," Junior 
said.

"A shy Junior?" Louise giggled.  "Boy, I wished I'd have seen that!"

"Did you have a ritual with your deflowering?" Emily asked Louise.

"Boy, did I!  I was sixteen and getting to married to Luther the next 
day.  I was a virgin; Mom made sure of that!  Our whole clan was 
there, cheering me on to lose my cherry to Luther after we got 
married.  The wedding was to heal bad blood between clans from 
something that had happened years before.  My Mother, both my 
Grandmothers, and all my Aunts and girl cousins stripped me naked, 
painted my body with colorful herbal paints, and chanted and danced 
around me for an hour. Burning herbal incense smoke filled the room.  
They gave me some kind of tea that was like a drug.  Finally when 
they'd worked themselves into a lather, they lay me down on an alter-
like wooden table.  They grabbed my arms and legs, holding me open, 
while my Mother rammed a carved wooden penis right up into and through 
my hymen.  The drugs were supposed to numb me, but I screamed and 
screamed.  I thought they'd killed me!  I bled like a stuck pit!  
Those bitches collected it in a jar to show the other clan that I had 
indeed been a virgin!  I wouldn't have been surprised if the sicko's 
didn't drink my virgin blood."

"My!" Emily gasped.  "Thanks for making mine more humane!"

"Yes, you're welcome.  Unfortunately, young women are still crudely 
treated up in those hills.  They still have too many backward ideas.  
Especially about women.  My poor Mother went to her grave hating me 
for divorcing that ass hole she made me marry.  Mom blamed me for 
every disaster, every lost job, every sickness, every dead baby, 
anything and everything that went wrong.  She actually expected me to 
take the beatings and let him beat baby Heather too!  When he lost his 
job at the mine for fighting, he took up running moonshine.  It got 
really bad then and I took Heather and left!  After a month or so, he 
followed me into town and got into a fight with the man that I worked 
for as a nanny and cook.  I called the Sheriff and Luther got locked 
up.  The man I worked for was a widower and the current County Judge.  
Poor Luther never knew what hit him.  The judge sent Luther to the 
State Penitentiary, where he was killed in a knife fight, and 
processed our divorce quickly.  Goddess rest his soul."

"God Mom!  That must have been horrible," Heather cried.

"Actually, I was young and strong.  And I had you!" Louise added with 
a twinkle in her eye.  "You gave me inspiration!  I wasn't going to 
let you be brought up in that anti-woman nightmare.  We did pretty 
good, didn't we?"

Louise leaned over and hugged Heather.  "I do love you, even if you 
are a bitch sometimes!" Louise told her Daughter.

Bob pulled out the chocolates and opened them, offering them first to 
Heather.  "Sweets for the sweet!" Bob told Heather.

Heather shook off her sadness and took several pieces of candy.  Bob 
passed around the box and shared with all of them.

"Buzz!  Buzz!  Buzz!  Buzz!" a wireless phone sounded.

"Oh, my new phone!" Junior said, and had Emily get up so he could get 
to his shorts laying by the side of the pool.  He picked them up and 
pulled the small wireless telephone from it's pocket.

"Hello!," Junior said, as he returned to the table.  Emily stood, then 
returned sitting on her lover's lap after he'd sat back down.

"Hey!  Hi Mom!  Yes, this does work fine.  Yes, it was a good idea of 
Dad's.  No, were all sitting outside around the pool, drinking 
champagne.  Yes, Uncle Bob and Aunt Patty, Aunt Louise and Cousin 
Heather, and Emily and I.  No, no special occasion.  It's just a 
beautiful day!  Oh, oh!  I see.  I see.  Well, if you must!  Yes, Mom!  
Of course.  Right away!  No, no.  She's right here!  On my lap!  Yes, 
of course.  Yes, yes.  Okay.  Here she is!"

Junior held the telephone for Emily, "My Mom wants to talk to you!"  
Junior handed her the telephone.

"Hi Mrs. Preston," Emily greeted her lover's Mom.  "How are you?  Oh, 
yes.  I'm well Mrs. Preston.  Oh, well sure.  No, I don't think Mother 
would be right.  Yes, that would be better.  Justine.  Yes, I'll call 
you Justine.  Yes, that's better.  No, no!  That's not right.  Junior 
has been very good to me!"  Emily blushed and turned away muttering, 
"Yes, I did.  Yes he did too!  Yes, Mrs. Pre. . .  I mean Justine, 
thank you.  No, I mean it!  Oh, I've got so much to tell you.  Yes, 
see you tomorrow!  Yes, it is wonderful.  Thanks.  Oh, who?  Patty?  
Oh, sure.  Here she is!  Good bye until tomorrow!"

Emily handed the phone to Patty and sagged back against Junior.  "God!  
Your Mother!  She is direct, isn't she!"

"Justine!  Hello?" Patty greeted Junior's Mom.  "No, we're just 
enjoying some champagne in the late afternoon sun around the pool.  
Yes, yes, we're all so happy here.  Oh, just wait until you see all 
the flowers that your son got for my house.  Really, they're 
fantastic!  Oh, oh my.  Yes, I understand.  Okay, just as you request.  
Yes, I understand.  Yes, don't worry.  We'll do as you request!  Yes, 
Justine!  Yes, I'll let them know.  Yes, good bye.  See you tomorrow.  
God speed!"

Patty handed the little telephone back to Junior, who pushed IC to 
disconnect, and she said "Wow!  You're Mother is pretty intense!"

"What!" Emily cried.  "Did I say anything wrong to her?"

"No, no.  You were perfect, excellent even.  She just let me know that 
if any of us pry or interfere with your happiness, she'll. . . . well, 
it's kind of hard to say.  She'll be *very* disturbed.  She sort of 
said she'd rip the heart out of anyone who displeased the love of her 
Son.  Her specific words were "if anyone fucks with Emily besides 
Junior she'd drive over immediately and make them regret every stupid 
remark or dumb stunt!  Now I've only known Justine for a few weeks, 
but I'd say that she's not going to put up with any shit from us.  
Louise?  You know her best.  Would she really do what she says?"

Louise smiled and replied, "Oh yes!  When it comes to her family, 
especially her Son and Daughter, she's fierce.  I think that we'd 
better all," Louise pointedly stared at Heather, "respect Aunt 
Justine's demands."

"Oh," Heather sighed, then brightened.  "Hey, let's eat.  I'll go get 
the pasta on.  It'll only take 15 minutes or so."

"No, first let's make some salad," Patty insisted.  "That will help 
the digestion.  Right Emily?"

Emily nodded, still a little shocked about what had occurred.

"Good!" Patty said.  "Come on girls, lets go make salads and put some 
bread into the oven to warm.  Guys, please get out the big round table 
and set it up with six chairs.  This will be a good evening to eat 
outside.  Let's go and do it!"

Emily kissed Junior good bye, slid off his lap, got her robe back on, 
and joined the women going into the house, all of them slipping their 
robes back on.

Bob and Junior got out a big round table, unfolded it's legs and set 
it up with six chairs around it.  Emily and Heather came out with a 
table cloth, napkins, plates, bowls, and silverware.

"You think you can figure this all out without my help?" Heather said 
to Bob, trying to rub her butt against his crotch.

"Honey," Bob replied.  "if my wife catches you snuggling up against me 
without her permission, you may get tossed out into the street.  I 
don't want anymore of your sexiness or I'll tell her what a slut 
you're trying to be!"

"Oh pooh!" Heather pouted and went back inside.

Emily, on the other hand, didn't ask anyone's permission to push 
herself up against Junior, lace her arms around his neck, and kiss him 
fully and deeply.

"Mmmmmm!  Lover," Emily gasped.  "I love you!"  Emily winked at him, 
smiled at Bob, and strut back into the house.

Bob smiled back at Junior as they opened the tablecloth and lay it 
over the table.  "Junior, I think you're going to have a busy night!"

"Yes, I think you're right.  However, mine may be long, but yours will 
be much more challenging."

Bob sighed and agreed, "Yes, you're right too.  However, a man's got 
to do what a man's got to do.  So many women, so few cocks.  I don't 
suppose that Emily might see her way to sharing you with the other 
ladies, would she?"

Junior stood and looked Bob in the eye, "Not a chance, Doc.  I think 
she'd turn me in to my Mom for insulting her.  Of course, you could 
ask her.  You're such a silver tongued gentleman, you might actually 
convince her."

"Me?" Bob asked.  "You've got to be kidding?  Have her tell your 
Mother that I insulted her?  Not even Patty could protect me against 
your Mom.  She's too much for me!"

"Hey, what about some wine?" Junior suggested.  "We drank all that 
champagne.  You guys got some Italian red table wine?"

"Good idea," Bob approved.  "I think we do.  I'll go look."  Bob 
disappeared into the house.

Emily came out with a small radio and plugged it in.  Junior helped 
her find a local radio station that played nice music.  They settled 
on the University's public radio station that played jazz.  Emily 
again got a big kiss and sneaked a hand down into Junior's shorts to 
find his wireless telephone.  She had a small piece of paper and waved 
it at him.

"I've got to call Liz.  She's probably sitting by her telephone, 
getting madder and madder that I haven't called.  I'll keep this 
short.  I've learned a lot in the last few hours about to handle this 
situation."

Junior showed her how to push the green button, listen for the dial 
tone, and dial.  Emily snuggled happily on Junior's lap as she waited 
for Liz to answer.

"Hi.  Liz?  This is Emily.  Yes!  Yes!  Yes, and yes, and yes!  Great!  
Even better than I'd hoped.  Fantastic!  No, we're going to eat soon.  
Yes, then!  Afterwards.  No, I'm not going to do that!  No, I'm just 
an innocent girl trying to explore her sexuality!  What!  Liz, don't 
be a bitch!  No, I don't fuck and tell!  No, no.  Okay, I'll keep that 
in mind.  Yes, okay!  Right!  If I can get away!  Tomorrow is going to 
be a busy day for me.  Right!  Liz, if I get time for anything, I have 
an idea of what I'll do with it.  Yes, you got that right!  Oh, pooh!  
Never mind about me!  I'm fine.  I'll see you on Friday for sure!  
Yes, at the Faculty Club at 1PM, just like Patty said.  Right.  See 
you then.  Liz!!!  Stop it!  Good bye Liz!  Good bye!  Yes, yes.  Now 
Good bye!"

Emily pulled the little telephone away from her ear and Junior pointed 
to the red button.  Emily pushed and sat back with a big sigh.

"God!" an exasperated Emily said.  "She's the worst!  'Did you do 
this?  How about this?  What about that?  Did he. . . . '  She's like 
an inquisition!"

"Oh, I'm sure she doesn't mean anything bad by it," Junior consoled 
her.  "She's like the girls here, just hoping that you're happy and 
enjoying yourself."

"No, she's worse!  She wants us to perform in front of her so she can 
direct the action!  Do you know what she suggested?"  Emily then 
whispered, "She says I should lick your behind, you know, your butt 
hole!"

"Oh, I guess I'd better wash carefully!" Junior replied with a smirk.

Emily punched his arm and said, "No, you don't have to."  Then she was 
quiet for a minute.  "People don't do that, do they?"

"Well, as part of advanced sexual pleasures, it does happen," Junior 
replied.  "My Sister loves it and so does my Mom.  Heather mentioned 
it, she called it rimming.  She apparently likes it too.  Some people 
do a lot of things for sexual pleasure.  I've talked to some who like 
to poop and pee on each other, but that's not anything I'd like.  
However, if you asked me nicely sometime, I'd love to lick your tight 
pink ass hole.  That way you could know if you liked it or not."

Neither of them said anything for a few minutes, then Junior asked 
Emily, "Are we all going to the Faculty Club on Friday?  Or is this 
for just Patty and you girls?"

"Oh, all of us.  You, me, Liz, your Mom and Sister.  Doc is treating!"

"Neat!  I hear the Faculty Club is nice."

"Yes, but you'll need to wear slacks and a shirt.  Okay?" Emily 
explained.  "It's not real dress-up like the reception. . . . Hey!  I 
forgot to show you my gown.  It's really nice.  Beautiful off the 
shoulders and ankle length.  With this cute little jacket.  It was 
delivered this afternoon.  Come on, let me show it to you."  Emily 
started to get up.

Out the doors came Louise with a tray of salad dressings.  "Emily, 
Junior!  Could you guys go in and help bring the food out?  It's all 
ready!"

Emily got another hot kiss and she slid off Junior's lap, pulling him 
to the kitchen to help bring out the food for dinner on the patio, in 
the warm late afternoon sun by the dancing water of the pool.


*********************************

Author's note:  I've gotten some criticism (nice, not bad) that I 
don't focus more on the woman's point of view in my stories.  It's not 
easy because Junior is my main source of information about his days 
and nights on campus, with Emily and the Wentworths.  I do get some 
information from Bob and Patty, and also I talked to Dr. John and Dr. 
Susan to get their sexy story, but mostly it's Junior's tales I 
recount.  However, I did single out Emily to hear about her view of 
what was going on that first evening when she lost her virginity.  I 
recorded her on this tiny tape recorder James got me so I include here 
what she said.  I'm going to try and write this in first person, from 
Emily's point of view.  I've never done this before and I hope it 
isn't too confusing.  Stick with me now; I think this is really 
interesting and very sexy.  Emily has a very inventive, lusty mind and 
any lapses are because of how hot she made me.  -Mrs James Wentworth 
Preston


************************************

*From Emily's recollections of Wednesday evening, 
beginning with the patio dinner until she went into the pool.*


The kitchen of Patty's is really huge!  Even with all six of us 
messing around in here, there's still lots of room.  I helped Patty 
make this spaghetti sauce this morning and, after it simmered all day, 
it does taste really good.  I wonder what's with this 'spice' they 
keep talking about.  Louise says she put it in, but I can't taste it!  
I'll have to ask someone.  I feel sort of out of place here: I mean 
that that all the others had a wild sexy weekend together last Friday, 
Saturday, and Sunday.  I'm the odd one out.  At least I'm not a stupid 
virgin anymore!

"Heather," Patty directed, "you take out the hot bread.  Emily, carry 
out the salad.  Louise, would you take out the wine glasses?  I'll 
bring the wine.  Bob, you and Junior bring out the pasta and sauce.  
Okay?"

Heather is a little plump, but she sure can twitch her butt around.  
She told me she hasn't been laid since last weekend.  No wonder she's 
acting so cock crazy.  Fucking sure is great!  Heather's tea sure did 
fix me up.  I'm going to have to get some of that herbal tea.  If my 
first two fucks are any indication, I'm going to be fucking *every* 
chance I get!  Okay, here's an open spot on the table for the salad.  
Looks good too!  Where am I going to sit!  If these bitches don't let 
me sit next to Junior, I'm going to throw a fit!

"I'm sitting here," Patty said.  "I'm the hostess and I get to seat 
the rest of you.  Emily, you sit opposite me.  Junior, you sit on her 
left.  Bob, you sit on my left, opposite Junior.  Louise I want you 
here, between me and Junior.  Heather, you sit between Bob and Emily.  
All right.  Good."

We all sat and passed the salad around.  Junior poured the wine for me 
and Louise.  Bob poured for Patty and Heather.  Patty started the 
salad, passed it to Louise, then Junior held it for me, then took his 
own.  I handed it to Heather and after she took hers, she passed it on 
to Bob.

"Louise, would you like to say the blessing?" Patty asked.

"Yes, I'd be honored.  Dear God and Goddess above, the Holy Dyadic 
One.  Please bless this food and share your grace with us.  Let the 
joy of this beautiful day shower down upon us.  We thank you for all 
your many blessings:  our health, our wealth, our peace, and our 
family.  Also, we thank you for blessing Emily's and Junior's union: 
it is a happy and joyous event.  We particularly ask your blessing on 
those who'll be traveling tomorrow to join us at this table, may they 
have safe and happy journeys.  Finally, we ask your blessings on this 
home on Whispering Pines Ridge.  That your grace, wisdom, and peace be 
known to all under it's roof.  We ask this all in the name of the Holy 
Trinity, God and Goddess and the Holy Human Spirit.  Amen and Awomen."

"Thank you Louise.  Pass the dressings and let's eat!" Patty said.

I passed out the dressings, they were in front of me.  Heather and 
Louise shared some homemade herbal dressing, Patty and Bob enjoyed the 
ranch, and Junior had the fat-free blue cheese.  I don't use any on 
mine.  The veges were fresh and tasted great.  Heather suggested I try 
her herbal dressing but I'd rather not get into more weird herbal 
things than 'Mother's Blessing' at this time.  I told Heather that and 
she laughed.

"Didn't anyone tell you about the special herbal spice in the 
spaghetti?" she asked me.

I confessed that no one had and I was curious.  That set her off on a 
wild story about it being a sexual stimulant.  I've heard all that 
crap before; Spanish fly, Internet aphrodisiacs, virility pills and 
drugs on TV.  I told Heather that I was skeptical.  She raised her 
eyebrows and told me that their stuff was different.

"Hey, Bob!" she said, interrupting his discussions with Patty and 
Louise, "Tell Emily about the special sauce.  She doesn't believe me 
that it's a sex high!"

Junior sat up straight and looked pained.  I guessed he meant to tell 
me or assumed someone else had.

"Emily," Bob replied, "as a science person, a chemist, I can't explain 
it.  Patty has some of the powder, but hasn't yet gotten to analyze it 
on the University's spectrometer.  Dean Stevens has given her 
permission, but Patty's been too busy to do it.  So, without any 
science, I can only report on the effects.  First, it's not a 
narcotic, a hallucinogen, or an addictive substance.  Depending on 
it's strength, it wears off in four to six hours, which is affected by 
personal health, inner bio-cleanliness, and sexual endurance.  For me, 
it was a sexual stimulation of the most wonderful kind for a little 
more than five hours.  The three effects that I noticed the most were, 
one, heightened sexual awareness; two, increased erectile function; 
and three; an elevated level of seminal fluid."

I looked at Bob, only half understanding.  Junior, noticing my 
confusion, (what doesn't he notice!), took my hand and explained.

"Honey, I should have told you before," he told me.  "Let me translate 
Uncle Bob's excellent description, though it's a little technical.  
You understand that there's no science.  Bob's experience is, he gets 
very turned on, his erections stay harder, longer, and his ability to 
cum again after an ejaculation isn't reduced.  In short, he's a hot, 
virile, sex machine!"

I giggled and everyone laughed too at Junior's description of Bob as a 
sex machine.  I understood then and felt better about it.

"Emily," Patty followed up on what had been said.  "For us women, it's 
a fine experience.  Within fifteen minutes of ingesting the special 
sauce, I get hot as a fire cracker.  I see a cock and I'm wet like 
I've got a river running out of me.  I want that cock.  Somewhere, 
anywhere in me.  My mouth, my pussy, my ass.  Even between my boobs or 
in my hands.  Actually, six at a time would make me happy!  And even 
better, the men are hot too.  And ready!  And their hot cum is 
copious.  Mmmmmm!  I love it.  'Spring Mountain White Flower gets my 
vote for herb of the year!"

I had a lot of respect for Patty and her testimony really put me at 
ease.  'Bring on the Spaghetti!' I thought.  Then Louise, who'd been 
quiet all this time, explained a little more.

"Emily," she said.  "Last weekend, we used a full dosage in Justine's 
sauce.  Here, I've only put in half strength.  Two reasons.  First, I 
know everyone here and I think half strength will do just fine.  
Second, we've all got a big day tomorrow and we don't need to be 
humping each other like rabbits until the wee hours of the morning.  
The spaghetti, unless you gobble up more than your share, should give 
you a happy sexual high for a few hours and let you enjoy Junior to 
the fullest."

I smiled at Louise and told her thanks.  That settled any butterflies 
I might have had.  Louise was a wise women!  We all had finished our 
salads and Junior cleared the salad plates away and then followed Bob, 
who was dishing out the pasta, with the sauce.

After Bob served me the small helping of pasta that I wanted, Junior 
ladled out the sauce.

"Give her more, Junior.  Pour it on!" Heather encouraged him, laughing 
as she teased me.

I turned to Junior as he was about to serve Heather and told him, 
Junior, don't give her any.  She doesn't need it.  She's hot enough to 
fuck a snake, if it would hold still!

Louise gave a big hoot and nearly spit up her mouthful of spaghetti.  
I guess my joke surprised them.  I'd been a virgin for a long time, 
true, but I wasn't living in some desert somewhere.  Bob and Emily 
laughed too, sort of breaking the ice about me.  I've been really 
concerned about not fitting in with Junior's family and friends.  Him 
I know and love.  It's all going to all run together over these next 
few days, whether I want it to or not!  Oh God!  Junior's Mom is 
something else.  She called me her new Daughter and told me she loved 
me!  She was sweet and gracious to me over the phone.  Then she really 
lowered the boom for Patty to tell the others.  I think we'll get 
along fine.  I hope his Dad likes me too!

"Hey, Emily!  Quit dreaming!" Patty asked.  "Do you like the sauce or 
not?"

It's good!  Really good! I told her.  Junior offered me some warm 
bread and it help sop up the juice from the sauce.  I was nearly 
finished.  I guess I did like it.  I got some more bread and used it 
to wipe up the left over sauce.  It was great.  I didn't think how it 
looked, me desperate for every little drop of special sauce.

Everyone was laughing about Louise seducing a flower girl.  I was 
confused, as was Junior.  He asked about it and Louise told about the 
twenty five golden dollars, going for a naked swim with this Stacy, 
the flower delivery girl, and then seducing her.  God!  That was while 
I was in class!  She had lesbian sex with this girl who'd come to 
deliver the flowers!

Patty looked at me and said, "Don't look so surprised Emily.  We're 
all bisexual here!  After all, it was Louise who first seduced Justine 
into girl loving!"

I was shocked!  Louise!  A girl lover, a girl seducer!  I looked 
sharply at her and she smiled and winked at me.  I must have turned 
three shades of red, I was so embarrassed.  Of course, Patty had 
already told me that they were all bisexual.  God!  Maybe I did just 
fall off a turnip truck just outside of town.  Things were getting 
weird again.  I reached down to hold Junior's hand and missed.  
Instead of his hand in his lap, I found his cock.  God!  It felt 
great!  Like a big soft sausage.  I jacked it a few times and it got 
very hard, very fast.  Mmmmm I moaned.  That how I like cocks.  
Suddenly I wanted it!  Then!  There!   My pussy gushed!  I was so hot!  
Across the table, Patty was dangling a spaghetti noodle from her mouth 
and Bob lowered his mouth to suck it in.  They met somewhere in the 
middle in a big, hot kiss.

I looked at Louise and she was eating only with one hand, the other 
was below the table, next to Patty.  I saw Louise's arm move and then 
Patty jerked a little, still kissing Bob.  'OHMYGOD' I thought as I 
realized that Louise was playing with Patty's sex under the table 
while she kissed Bob.  I looked at Heather and she was turned, 
watching Bob and Patty kiss.  I saw that she too was eating one 
handed.  Her other hand was down under the table too.  'OHMYGOD' I 
thought again.  She's playing with Bob like I am with Junior.  
Suddenly, Junior turned my face to his and kissed me hotly.  I simply 
melted into his kiss.  When I pulled out of it, panting, I found that 
he was fingering me wantonly under the table, inside my robe.  It felt 
*wonderful*  Junior's nasty fingers were going to make me *cum*!

Mmmmm!  Mmmmm!  Don't!  I pleaded with him.  Then he grabbed my hand, 
pulled it off his cock, then shoved it inside his shorts and over his 
bare cock.  I kind of went crazy I guess.  I caressed his cock, jerked 
on it, teased it.  I did everything I could do to it with just one 
hand.  Junior kissed me again, hot and deep!  It was so good, I never 
wanted to let that kiss end.  When I did finally pull off, I found 
that Junior's other hand hadn't been idle.  He'd fully opened my robe!  
His hand danced between my boobs, teasing and tweaking my nipples.  
They were swollen with my lust.  When he bent over and sucked in my 
aureole, fingered my clit, and massaged my G-spot, I came!

It wasn't one of those big, monster cums, but it was a surprise cum.  
I mean with all those others at the table.  I was sagged over Junior 
when I opened my eyes again.  I looked to see if Louise was watching, 
looking at my boobs, and saw that she'd opened Patty's robe to suck on 
her tits!  I couldn't believe it!  I was involved in group sex!  I 
began to tell Junior but he kissed me again and again I melted into 
his arms.  He'd moved his chair back, away from the table and he 
pulled me to him.  He's so strong; he practically lifted me onto his 
lap.  With my back to the table, I let Junior love up my uncovered 
boobs.
That was so nice.  Back and forth he moved,  lapping like a puppy dog 
over and around my breasts, occasionally licking across one of my 
nipples, making me make a little *Whoop* sound.  It was delicious.  
While he worshipped at my chest, he pulled my hand down to his cock 
and I began to play with it again.  He'd removed his shorts and was 
naked!  His cock wasn't a soft sausage anymore.  It was a hard rod of 
steel!  Hot and hard!  That's just the way I like it.  Yes, hot and 
hard!

Junior pulled up on my butt and I lifted with my legs so that he could 
lick the undersides of my breasts.  That felt so good!  I couldn't 
believe how good his licking, sucking, kissing mouth felt on my chest.  
He was still playing with my pussy too.  Again I felt a cum gathering.  
I told him, No, No, No! but he didn't stop.  He lifted me a little 
higher and licked my belly button.  I giggled a little but his tongue 
felt like fire!  Then he relaxed his hands and I moved back down.  
'Ought, oh!' I thought!  Then 'OHMYGOD' as I realized that I was 
sinking down with his cock in my tight pussy!  God!  We're fucking!

Junior held me up from sinking all the way down and I thought he too 
agreed we'd made an awful mistake, fucking out in the open like this.  
He lifted me up a bit, then let me ease back down a bit.  Then up, 
then down and a little back and forth.  Up and Down, back and forth.  
Suddenly it hit me!  He was fucking my G-spot up and down over his 
bloated cock head while mashing my clitoris with his pubic bone!  
Before I could protest, a spark of lust and pleasure shot from my G-
spot to my clit.  I tried to gasp, to pull off, but it was too late.  
The spark exploded and it raced to my nipples!  There it rocketed to 
my brain and blasted off through the top of my head.  I tried to say 
something, anything, but Junior just kept lifting and lowering me up 
and down over my G-spot.  I had my hands on his shoulders now, trying 
to stop this madness but again, too little, too late.

I felt my vagina convulse in a spasm and some hidden lust made me slam 
my pussy all the way down on his cock, pushing his cock head inside my 
cervix..  That set off a monster cum!  A huge wave of an orgasm washed 
over me, blinding me with lust.  I was just a floating, bobbing cork 
on this fantastic sexual high.  My body wasn't done though.  Junior's 
lessons from earlier in the day had taught my pussy one important 
thing; how good a cum shot would feel inside my womb.  Junior told me 
later that my hips rocked back and forth like a churning ocean, riding 
my cervix opening up and down on his cock head.  So there I was, 
zooming into space on a massive orgasm, when he blasted my womb like a 
fire hose.  God!  I felt that and *Wham* a tidal wave of cum washed 
through me.  I thought I'd been sent to heaven.  Wave after wave of 
pure orgasmic bliss washed over me as Junior kept arching up into my 
uterus to jet his cum.  I didn't think I could get any higher when 
*Wham*, another hot splat of jism splashed inside me, sending me off 
again into orbit.

It was like time standing still.  I was crying openly now, drool 
running freely from my open mouth.  I couldn't stop!  My body 
convulsed again and again.  I shook like a rag doll!  The huge waves 
of cum kept washing over me.  Again and again.  It was indescribable 
bliss!  Never, never had I felt anything like this.  I didn't want it 
to stop!  But I was scared too.  Frightened by the intensity of it 
all.  Then just when I felt like I was coming down, regaining control, 
Junior would spurt again in through my cervix, starting it all over 
again.  God!  I prayed that it would stop.  Then just as quickly I 
prayed that it would never stop!  Louise said later that I was talking 
to Goddess.  Patty said I screamed for it to never stop.  I'm not 
sure, but I don't think I passed out.  I just sort of collapsed and 
slipped into a happy place in my brain where I relived my cums.

I'll tell you this.  I've never been much of a church go-er, but after 
that Wednesday evening,  I converted.  There had to be a God/Goddess.  
The next Sunday, I went to the University chapel to get on my knees in 
thanks.  Maryann went with me, just to check out the guys, she said.  
Well, I don't know about her, but that unbelievable climax gave me 
religion.   Pleasures of the flesh can't be that good without some 
higher power intervening.

As I lay with my head on Junior's chest, panting for my breath, now 
totally fucked out, my eyes gradually returned to where I could focus 
them.  I lifted my head up to kiss him and he twitched his still hard 
cock in my pussy.  My eyes snapped wide open in wonderment.  Was it a 
trick?  Maybe an involuntary muscle twitch?  Then he did it again and 
smiled down at me.

"You like?" Junior said as he flexed his cock inside me.  "What's the 
matter, you get a cum and you become a lazy fuck?  He flexed again and 
I squeezed back.  "Uhhhmmmmm!  That's better!  Did you have a nice 
cum?" he asked, still twitching inside me.

Knowing what he wanted, I just kept squeezing back.  Soon it became 
automatic.  He'd twitch and I'd squeeze.  Whether we were talking 
alone or with someone else, or if we were sitting or laying down, 
actively fucking or just resting,  I quickly learned to always 
respond.  It just felt so good, so right.

"Well, did you?" he asked me again, as I lay against his chest, 
feeling the nice fullness of a cock, but one that lived within me as 
it twitched and I squeezed my love muscles back tight around it.  I 
decided right then that it was the kewlest, neatest, most wonderful 
thing I'd ever learned.  Sex was so good, so wonderful.  I had the 
best teacher on the planet showing me how to do it, how to please him 
and myself.  Before I knew what I was doing, I was gently moving up 
and down again, fucking myself on him!  On that wonderful hard cock!  
It was great!  It was fabulous!  So-o-o Good!  I started squeezing him 
as he'd taught me, three times up and three times down.  My pussy 
convulsed a little, making things all slippery down there.  I began to 
move more, this time all on my own, without his helping, guiding 
hands.

"Emily!" my lover said a little sharply, "Did you have a good cum?" he 
demanded to know.

Lots and lots of cums.  Little ones that kept running together to make 
bigger ones.  Bigger ones that slapped me around in a ocean of cum.  
Then you were deep inside of me and the big ones turned to huge ones.  
Those became even bigger ones, turning massive.  It was incredible!  I 
was bobbing around on an ocean of cum, soaring from wave top to wave 
top, crashing against a shore that was never there!  Then you spurted 
into me like a hot volcano.  A volcano of cum.  Like white hot lava 
splashing into the ocean, it exploded!  I took off into heaven.  Every 
time I thought I was going to soar down, the lava exploded again, and 
again I soared up into the stars.  God!  Did I cum!

I was now fucking Junior nicely.  Up and down, being sure to rock at 
the bottom, pushing my cervix around his cock head, mashing my clit 
against his pubic bone.  I was having all these little cums again, 
feeling great.  I could do this forever.  So nice, up and down, 
rocking back and forth.  Mmmm!  Nice.

"Try going in a circle.  Rotate a little as you move up and down." 
Junior wickedly suggested.

I remembered how good that felt and I added it to my motions.  After a 
few ups and downs, rotation one way up and the other way down, rocking 
my cervix over his cock head and smashing my fiery clitoris against 
his pubic bone, I suddenly felt him twitch.  My squeeze was automatic 
by then, it felt so good.  Junior was tweaking my nipples deliciously 
now, making my cums feel even better.  Suddenly he grabbed my head and 
turned it to the left and down.

"Open your eyes and watch Heather while you fuck me," Junior said.

I did and there was Heather on her knees, sucking a cock.  It had to 
be Bob's.  She laved it all around the hard shaft then jerked it as 
she pumped her mouth up and down it, though only going half way down.  
I thought that she should go down all the way, but I was in no shape 
then to give advice on cocksucking.  It did look good though.  I 
thought about sucking Junior's cock then, but no way was I getting off 
of him now.  My cums were getting better and better, especially as 
Junior twitched and I squeezed his cock as I rotated it over my G-
spot.  I just held onto Junior's broad shoulders and fucked my man as 
I watched Heather suck Bob.  Heather pulled off and said something to 
Bob about being a hot stud and then laughed.  She turned away and got 
down on her hands and knees, facing away from Bob.  I thought 'No!  
No!  Don't stop!  Suck that cum out of that cock!'  But she lowered 
her face to the mat and raised her ass in the air.  'Oh!  Doggy style' 
I thought.  I'd never seen that except in pictures on the Internet.  
Live in front of me?  Never!  I watched as my cums began to roll 
together in nice waves.

It looked a little weird to me as Heather reached back and pulled her 
ass cheeks wide apart.  It was kinda a nasty looking, Heather's butt 
crack and hole.  Actually, her hole wasn't dirty or anything and it 
was all pink and wrinkly looking.  I decided that as far as butt 
holes, hers probable looked a lot better than most.  Then I got the 
shock of my life as Bob's face moved in and he began to lick up and 
down Heather's butt crack!  Then he stopped at Heather's butt hole and 
began to lick around it!  When Bob pushed his tongue right into 
Heather's butt, she yelled like a banshee!  I thought she'd get up and 
get away but instead she yelled for more, wiggling her up raised butt 
around in the air.  Bob tongued her for a minute then lifted up and 
slapped her butt affectionately, telling Heather to be still.  Then, 
oh God!  He knelt forward, held his cock with his hand to line up with 
her butt hole, and pushed it right it!  I expected Heather to start 
yelling for her Mother, but she howled in delight!  Her hips began to 
bob and weave, rotating around and rocking about, just like I was 
doing with Junior's cock!  Suddenly, Heather slapped her butt back and 
swallowed up Bob's cock completely!

Bob yelled something then and let go of Heather's hips.  Her butt kept 
moving, rolling in circles, rocking back and forth, moving in and out, 
fucking herself on Bob's cock.  Her groans of pleasure couldn't be 
fake!  She was loving it!  Oh God!  Heather was fucking her own ass on 
Bob's cock!  The nasty act looked really sexy now.  My own movements 
began to join hers.  As she moved off, I lifted up.  When she slammed 
back onto his cock, I dropped hard on Junior's cock, feeling it poke 
into my cervix again.  I tried to keep up with Heather's fucking of 
Bob's cock, but my cums began to get really strong.  After the fourth 
bottoming out on Junior's cock, rocking his cock back and forth in and 
out of my womb opening, my climax roared through me, shaking me to my 
core.  Junior didn't cum, thank God!  I don't think I could have taken 
any more pleasure at that moment.  I just rested, watching Bob fuck 
Heather's ass, listening to them moan and groan their pleasure.

Junior pulled my face around to his and he kissed me sweetly, asking 
me if I had a nice cum!  Mmmmmm!  Lots and Lots is all I could say.  
Then he turned my head to the right and down and told me open my eyes 
and look.  Oh God!  there was Patty and Louise nude, on their knees 
kissing and feeling each other.  Patty had one of Louise's breasts in 
her hand and was teasing it, caressing it.  Louise's hips jerked and I 
saw that Patty was fingering her pussy at the same time.  Patty 
lowered her head and took Louise's nipple into her mouth, kissing, 
licking, and sucking it lovingly.

This was really sexy and it turned me on!  I started to move on 
Junior's cock again.  Squeezing, rocking, and rolling.  This time I 
wanted to feel Junior's cum.  Louise, her face to the sky, moaned in 
pleasure as Patty switched back and forth between the two womanly 
orbs.  Louise tried to get to Patty's breasts, but Patty pushed Louise 
backward onto the mat.  Louise laughed and Patty followed to kneel 
between her wide spread legs.  'That looks like me when Junior fucked 
me!' I realized.  Only this was Patty between her legs.  Patty had no 
cock.  'Oh God!' I thought.  'She's going to eat her!'  And just like 
Junior does to me, Patty ate Louise.  Louise loved it.  Her juices 
were soon smeared all over Patty's face.  Louise kept up a running 
commentary with Patty.  Telling how good she was, how nice it felt.  
Giving instructions, getting Patty to lick her ass, suck her clit, eat 
her cum.  It was so sexy.  I couldn't believe it, but I was racing to 
another big cum.  I started to slam down on Junior's cock.  I rocked 
and rolled.  I found my G-spot with his cock head and wiggled around 
him when it was there, the feelings were awesome!  When I bottomed 
out, I worked my cervix muscle up and over his cock head!  That felt 
great and a nice cum again raced though me.  My insides got all 
slippery again, lubricated by my copious juices.

Junior turned my head again and I didn't have to be told to look.  Bob 
was now fucking Heather at a rapid pace.  Heather wasn't still!  She 
was rolling and rocking, giving as good as she got.  Suddenly she 
stiffened and shook all over.  I remembered that happening to me and I 
knew she was cumming hard!  Bob kept stroking in and out, right 
through Heather's cums.  Heather finally collapsed, pulling off Bob's 
cock with a little pop!  Bob's cock was all shiny, slick with 
lubricant.  I couldn't see any butt dirt or anything on it.  It was 
still hot red, full of cum.  'Ooooh,' I thought.  'He hasn't cum yet!' 
and wondered what he'd do.  I watched him reach down and roll Heather 
over by her legs.  Then he pulled her down and moved up a little so 
that he knelt over her chest.  Bob squat down a little and lay his 
cock between Heather's big boobs.  Heather's eyes fluttered open and 
she realized what was happening.

Heather smiled and reached up to pushed her boobs together to give Bob 
a tight tunnel to fuck.  And he did.  Back and forth, at first slowly, 
then gradually increasing in speed.  Again, I began to match his 
strokes on Junior's cock.  He slid in, I slid down.  He pulled out, I 
lifted up.  When Heather got her nasty tongue out and licked at his 
swollen cock head, I pushed onto Junior's cock and rocked my cervix 
over it.  Bob pulled out again and I lifted up.  Down again, Heather 
licks again, and I force Junior's cock head into my womb.  Up again, 
down again, rock on the cock head while Heather licks.  I didn't count 
them, but my cums were joyously washing over me again.

Bob pushed through Heather's tit tunnel again and stopped.  He groaned 
and I saw his cock head swell, then the tip quivered and a big splat 
of cum shot out.  Heather, the slut that she is, had seen it 
happening, had her big mouth open.  Bob's cum jet missed her mouth and 
splattered off her nose.  The second jet hit on her tongue, then Bob 
pulled up and directed his cum jets all over Heather's face.  
Actually, I didn't see it all.  Somehow I'd managed to slam my hot 
pussy down onto Junior's cock so that his entire cock head pushed 
through my cervix and into my womb!

Naturally, being the 'experienced' sexual animal that I was, I blasted 
into happy orgasm land.  My now talented pussy muscles, as happy as I 
was, grabbed Junior's cock in a nice death grip, holding him still so 
he could feel my muscles ripple up and down his swollen love muscle.  
Junior, not having cum for fifteen minutes or so, happily played 
volcano man for me and shot white hot cum lava into my uterus.  This 
feeling caused me to zoom into orbit as wave after wave of orgasms 
washed over me.  I didn't feel each of Junior's cum jets, but I felt 
the huge waves they caused.  Afterward, all I could do is lay against 
his chest, trying to catch my breath.  That's when I saw Heather's 
happy face, covered with hot streaks of cum.  She was giggling and 
laughing, licking off what she could of Bob's cum.  Heather called out 
for her Mother and soon Louise's and Patty's face appeared, licking 
and kissing all the cum off of Heather's face, neck, and chest.  I was 
too fucked out to do anything.  In fact, after ten minutes, Junior 
picked me up, carried me over, and walked us into the pool.


*************************************

*Back to normal 'third person' story telling.  First
person point of view is too weird for me right not!*


The six played around in the pool for a while.  Bob and Junior got out 
to clean up the dinner table and brought out some champagne.  Emily 
just lazily swam around, testing her muscles.  Her chair fucking of 
Junior's cock had really worn her out.

"Emily!  How you doing?" Louise asked her gently.  "It looked like you 
had some really big cums."

Emily looked at her lover's Aunt carefully and said, "Louise, my cums 
are getting so big I'm getting scared!  When he shoots his cum in me 
it feels like hot lava exploding in my womb!  It feels so good I think 
I'm going to die!"

Louise smiled and reassured Emily, "Don't worry about it.  Just enjoy.  
You'll remember this day for a long, long time.  Remember what the 
French call an orgasm?"

"No," Emily replied.  "What?"

"Le Petit Morte," Louise told her.  "The little death!"

"God!  That fits!" Emily replied.

Louise laughed, "Just go with the flow."  She leaned in close and 
whispered to Emily, "Just fuck the shit outta him!  We're all pulling 
for you!  Just do it!"

The guys returned with the champagne and poured glasses all around.  
They all stood in the pool and toasted the sun, the pool, the 
excellent spaghetti, the Spring Mountain White Flower spice, the 
bedroom furniture, the flowers, the Whispering Pines Ridge, Dean 
Stevens, Dean Collins, Dean Watson, Dr. James, Dr. John and Susan, and 
Stacy.

Patty stood next to Junior and Emily, asking, "You two are the only 
one's who've used a bed.  How does the new furniture work?  Any 
problems?"

Emily looked at Junior and dead panned, "Bed?  Junior did we use a 
bed?"

Junior smiled at Patty, "All we did was sit in a chair and read 
poetry!  Didn't we little munchkins?"

"Yes, darling," Emily replied.  "I did see a bed and it looked really 
swell!  Cute bedspread on it too!"

"Little munchkins, maybe our hostess is suggesting something.  Perhaps 
we ought to go up and check out this bed?" Junior inquired.

Patty smirked, understanding where this was going.

"Isn't it a little early to be going to bed?" Emily played along.

"Yes, munchkins, but we *don't * have to go to sleep right yet" Junior 
teased.

"Oh," Emily replied thoughtfully, "Well we could finish the next 
section of the Leaves of Grass.  You know, that Walt Whitman thing?"

"Sure!  Excellent idea munchkin.  Let's do it.  For Patty!" Junior 
agreed.

"Good idea Patty.  Thanks," Emily said appreciatively as she and 
Junior stepped up out of the pool.  The went to where they'd sat and 
picked up Emily's robe and Junior's shorts.  They waved good bye to 
Bob and the girls in the pool.

"Patty wants us to go up and check out the bed," Junior told them.  
"We're not tired, but we'll read some more poetry, this time in the 
bed.

"Yes!  We'll go see how it feels.  Check out the new furniture!  We'll 
read some Walt Whitman to it!" Emily added.

Hand in hand, they went inside, Patty shaking her head at them

"Hey, why did you chase them away?" Heather asked Patty.  Bob and 
Louise, getting close, ready for more sex, saw what had happened and 
understood.

"Heather, don't be so dumb.  I didn't chase them away, Emily wants to 
go be alone with Junior." Patty explained.

"Oh, I see," Heather replied.  "Yeah, that makes sense."

They turned to see Bob and Louise kissing hotly.  Bob was playing with 
Louise's boobs and Louise was jacking him hard.  Heather swallowed 
hard, she was horny again and one man wasn't enough to keep them all 
happy.  Patty, horny too, but had made a deal with Heather and Louise 
that they could get their jollies with her man since they hadn't 
gotten laid since the weekend party.

"Come on Heather.  I want to show you my toy collection." Patty said 
as she led Heather from the pool, leaving Louise and Bob to get very 
personal with each other in the pool.


*****************************

When they went into the house, Emily and Junior kept their champagne 
flutes.  Junior pulled a cold bottle of champagne out of the 
refrigerator, put it in a bucket with ice, and carried it up stairs to 
his room.  They set down their glasses and the ice bucket.  Emily lit 
all the candles and they kissed warmly.

"Come on darling, I want to show you my gown.  Please?  I'm so excited 
that you've got to see it.  I want to show it off!"

Emily dragged Junior to her room and got the gown out of her closet.  
It was in a big zippered garment bag and she struggled with it.  
Junior took it from her, showed her how to hold it up or lay it down 
so that the zipper stayed straight.  The got it out then and Emily 
held it up over her naked form.  Junior whistled and made other 
typical male comments about her gown.  He asked her to turn around so 
he could see the back.  Emily did and then realized that it was a 
stupid trick.  Then it was too late and Junior was all over her back, 
butt, and legs.

"Junior!  Stop!" she demanded.

"Why?" he replied as he kissed down her spine, caressing her sides and 
ass.

"My dress!" she cried.

"Toss it over the chair!" he retorted.

After she did, he turned her to face her bed.  "Put your hands on the 
bed!"

"Junior!" she complained as she complied, then spread her legs as he 
urged them apart.  When her pussy was exposed, Junior moved under and 
began to lick her still swollen labia.

"Junior!" she moaned, quickly getting hot, the spice still in their 
systems.

Junior saw her clitoris harden, sticking out from between the top of 
her labia.  He lashed out at it and heard the sweet music of Emily's 
gasps of pleasure.  He pushed one finger into her pussy to massage her 
G-spot and used his other hand to capture her clit between two fingers 
for a little squeezing and rubbing.

"God!  Junior you're going to make me cum!"

That's what he wanted to hear and he nudged her legs further apart 
with his head.

"You thought he was going to fuck her doggy style, didn't you?" Junior 
asked.

"Yes, yes I did," Emily croaked.

Junior licked her clit and pinched it softly between his fingers..  
"What did you think when he licked her ass?"

"Oh God!  So nasty!  But she loved it!  He made her cum that way!"

"I guess it must feel good, huh?" Junior asked as he softly licked at 
Emily's anal muscles.

"*Whoop*," Emily gasped.  "Oh God!  That's so, so. . . . "

Junior rimmed her good, pushing the tight muscles around with gusto.  
Then he pulled back and re-started his clit squeezing and G-spot 
massage, as he finished her sentence, "so nasty?"

"Yes, nasty!" Emily agreed.  "Oh God!  OHMYGOD!" Emily yelled as she 
began to cum again and Junior shoved his tongue all the way into her 
ass!"

Emily's ass shook and her body quivered all over, her cum rattling her 
to the core.  Her arms collapsed and she lay on her chest and face on 
Patty's old bed.

Junior stood, moved between Emily's splayed legs, hefted his hard 
cock, lined it up with her juicing vagina, and eased himself into her 
hot, wet pussy

"Mmmmmmm!  That's nice," Emily gasped.  Junior pushed all the way into 
the hot, wet tight vagina.  "Oh!" Emily gasped again as Junior's cock 
bumped into her cervix.

"You like?" Junior asked.

"GOD Yes!" Emily replied.

"Tell me, what does it feel like?" he asked his lover.

"Good!  It feels great!" Emily replied.

Junior smacked her ass lightly and laughed, "You cum slut!  I didn't 
ask you how it felt to you, I asked what it felt like!  You getting 
lazy on me again?  Remember, lazy fucks don't get nice womb cum 
shots!"

"Okay, okay!  Let me catch my breath," Emily asked.  "It feels full!  
Yes, full again.  But different somehow.  Nice, very nice."

Junior twitched and Emily automatically squeezed back.

"You're pretty good.  What's different is the cock is in you upside 
down from all the other ways we've done it.  Now you stay still and 
feel this!"

Junior pulled out until just his cock head tip was inside her vaginal 
opening muscles.  Then he pushed back in slowly, angling downward, 
rubbing his cock head hard across her G-spot, which in this position 
was on the bottom of her vagina.!

"Oh my!  God!  That feels great!  Why is that so different?"

Junior let his cock soak, giving random twitches and getting nice 
squeezes in return, making him smile.  He'd never taught a girl how to 
fuck, but his Mom had instructed him carefully and he'd practiced all 
these things with Maryann.

"Emily, as much as this might sound macho or too male, this is the 
natural position for human fucking.  We evolved from apes and this is 
how they copulate.  It has several advantages.  Instead of the tip and 
bottom of my cock hitting your back vaginal wall when we fuck face to 
face, now the tip and bottom is rubbing over the front vaginal wall, 
especially your G-spot.  That makes our 'sweet spots' rub together, 
making us both have great pleasure.  Also, in the matter of 
fertilization of an egg, if your butt is up and your face is down, the 
pull of gravity helps impregnation.  The face-to-face position is 
usually just the opposite, unless a pillow or something else is used 
to lift the woman's hips to get a little help from gravity."

"Oh, I guess you're right.  That makes sense."

"On the negative side, it's not very romantic.  I can kiss your back, 
play with your ass, stroke your hair, reach around and grab your 
breasts, or even reach under you to tease your clit.  But we can't 
kiss, look at each other, or mash your clit with my cock base or pubic 
bone.  Also I can't get my mouth on your luscious breasts."

"Mmmmmm!  It does feel good!  And I should be able to rock and roll in 
this position!"

"Yes, probably more than face to face.  My weight is on my feet, not 
on you."

Junior slowly eased out about to where the G-spot might be and flexed 
his cock.  Her answering squeeze was prompt and delightful.  Again he 
twitched and again she squeezed.  He didn't know about her, but his 
sweet spot really enjoyed that tightness.  He twitched again and felt 
her answering squeeze.

"Mmmmmm!" Emily sighed, "That does feel nice on my G-spot.  You're 
right again.  Is that your Sister's teaching?"

"No, actually, my Mom.  Maryann is too young to care why things feels 
good, she only cares that it does."

"Is that a negative reflection on our mutual ages?" Emily asked over 
her left shoulder.

"No, not on your ages, that's accidental.  On your maturities."

"Oh," Emily replied, and returned my cock twitch with a PC muscle 
squeeze.

"Yes, Maryann has a certain flightiness, not unlike Heather.  
Maryann's problem is not lack of cock, far from it.  Her problem is an 
undisciplined mind.  That comes from being spoiled by her Father and 
Mother.  For example, Maryann wanted a new car but my Mom convinced 
her not to ask for one first, rather let me go first because I needed 
one to commute.  She did go and decide on a VW Beetle, similar to your 
choice.  However, my Dad got a new car for my Mom as a surprise, then 
handed down Mom's old car to Maryann.  So instead of a cheap, cute VW 
Beetle, Maryann now has Mom's old 320 SL Mercedes convertible 
roadster, worth about five new VW's.  See what I mean?"

"Yes, I see," Emily replied, and snapped her PC muscle down on 
Junior's twitching cock.  "She's spoiled.  What does that have to do 
with why she doesn't care why things feel good?"

"Ah, good question," Junior complimented Emily, getting a nice strong 
squeeze in return for his cock twitch.  "She gets whatever she wants, 
or better, with out very little effort and hardly any thinking.  Her 
stunning good looks, her exquisite body, and her disarming lack of any 
ulterior motives for anything make her unbelievably charming and 
delightfully easy to get along with.  If you are concerned about this 
weekend, you can handle her easily, without any problems like we've 
had with Heather.  In fact, if you show her the least bit of kindness, 
she'll be putty in your hands.  Just don't get too cerebral with her; 
our conversation over the last few minutes would be way above her."

"When she wants something, you'll recognize it immediately," Junior 
added.  "If it's okay, let her do it.  She can probably get any man or 
woman that she wants, if she so chooses.  There are certain rules that 
Dad has taught us; no jealousy, no possessiveness, no sex outside our 
group.  Sex never interrupts chores.  Do what she's told and mind her 
manners; then she can do what she wants.  If she gets too horny, call 
Patty or Bob.  If she gets nasty about me, tell her that jealousy and 
possessiveness aren't permitted.  If she has a chore to do, then that 
precedes any sexual activity.  Mind you, she's not an air head.  No, 
her only short coming is her naivete and lack of discipline, which is 
really the same thing.  Does this make sense?"  Junior twitched his 
cock again and got back a tight squeeze.

"I see.  I think!" Emily replied and then squeezed first, making 
Junior respond with a twitch.  "Then I suppose that your Mom is going 
to lay down the law to her in front of me so I'll know the rules and 
your Sister will know that I know!"  Emily squeezed his cock again and 
Junior returned a twitch.

"Emily, I think I'm falling more and more in love with you as time 
passes.  You've got it exactly.  When Maryann wakes in the morning hot 
and horny all she needs to do is wiggle her finger at me, or Dad, or 
Mom.  She gets what she wants.  However, if she snarls at a guest or 
lets jealousy rear it's ugly head, my Dad stops her in mid-thought and 
straightens her out.  Mom does the same thing and it works like a 
charm.  If you'd like a mythological metaphor, Maryann is a powerful 
force that's not yet trained and must be cautiously watched to ensure 
that it's directed to non-destructive channels."  Again Emily squeezed 
and Junior twitched in response.

"Mmmmmm!  I think I understand," Emily agreed.  "Now that we've 
settled the question of knowing what's liked verses why it's liked, I 
suppose you'll be kind enough to fuck me!"

"Hey, excellent idea!" Junior replied, "Get up on your hands again," 
he asked.

Once up, Junior held her hips and pulled her gently back onto his 
cock.  He let her feel the fullness, then pushed her back off.  He 
kept that up and soon Emily realized that she had the power, the 
control.  She began to fuck herself on his cock, slowly and steadily.  
She remembered her rock and roll and began to twist and wiggle her 
hips this way and that.  Junior twitched and Emily grabbed his cock 
with her PC muscles as she pulled off, rocking and rolling around his 
cock.  When Junior's cock head was just barely still inside of her, 
she tightened again, rolled her hips, and snapped back, taking his 
cock head tip again into her womb, where she rocked her hips to thrill 
them both.

Junior groaned, "God you're good!" as he felt his cum stirring.  Emily 
didn't say anything, only shivered as a nice cum raced though her.  
Junior could feel the added lubrication that her cum provided and 
Emily began to move faster, snapping back onto his cock, her ass 
making a nice *slap* against his groin.

Junior groaned again, "You hot lover.  You're going to make me cum!  
If you want me to start fucking you, just tell me when!" he exclaimed.

Emily understood perfectly what Junior was saying.  Her cums had been 
washing through her and she happily enjoyed them as she thrilled her 
lover.  She managed two more snap-backs, then, as she pulled off, 
cried, "Now!" as her little cums became a big one.

Junior needed no further cues.  He growled deep inside and began to 
slap fuck her hard and fast.  Emily, overjoyed, blasted off into the 
big 'O', her arms collapsed, dropping her onto face on the bed.  She 
no longer needed to move back and forth.  Her hips kept rolling and 
rocking, but within seconds Junior poked his cock tip into her willing 
cervix, jetting his cum just like Emily expected.  The first huge wave 
of her orgasm caught her unprepared for the intensity of it and she 
cried out in joy and surprise.

"OH GOD!  I'M CUMMING!  I'M CUMMING!" Emily yelled, mostly from the 
shock of it's quickness and power.  Junior didn't need to be told, his 
lover's muscles had all gone rigid, especially her gripping vaginal 
walls.  Junior shoved hard through the spasms of her love tunnel, 
poking again into her womb and splattering her insides with hot cum.  
Again, Emily melted, a giant bolt of pleasure shooting up her body to 
shatter her being.  Junior kept up his slap fucking until he'd shot 
all his cum right where she wanted it, in her lusty womb!

Junior held her tight as his last pulses of jism dribbled into her 
upturned womb.  All Junior could say after his teeth rattling cum is 
"Ah FUCK!" before he collapsed on her back.  As Junior regained his 
senses, he rolled them both sideways onto the bed, his cock still 
buried deep within Emily.  There they rested, until they were startled 
by a bright flash of lightning and a loud clap of thunder.


End Chapter 54

********************** My Dear Readers ***************************** 
Please remember that stories are just stories and not reality.  Do  
not engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the 
21st century will rot your mind, rape your soul, and kill your body.
************** Thank You For Reading My Story **********************

Mrs. James Wentworth Preston 
Copyright 2001 


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