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please do not read this story. It contains explicit sex and is
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Mrs. James Wentworth Preston  (a Pen Name)  Copyright 2001
************************ Thank You
**********************************

Mrs. James Wentwroth Preston  -  Chapter 62  -  Emily Meets
Maryann

************************* Story Prolog ************************
My name is Justine and my stories are about the sexy escapades of
my friends and family.  I write about what I've experienced or
what I've been told about by others.  Some of the stuff they tell
me told is pretty weird, but they say it's how it happened!

We live in small-town USA, my husband James, my nineteen year old
Son, Junior, and my eighteen year old Daughter, Maryann.  This
chapter is about the day after the honors reception for Emily,
Junior's lover, and him.  Doctors John and Susan Stanford are
Emily's guardians.  Kelly works with James and Bill is her
Husband.  The know John and Susan from back in New York City when
they lived there years ago.  Doctor Steve Jefferson is James'
buddy from college and Sylvia is his Wife.  Doctor Steve is our
medical physician and James' partner in the Resort just outside
of town.

This story begins late on Friday morning when my Husband and I
drive John and Susan to the resort to stay in our suite and meet
with Kelly and Bill.  They're waiting there along with Steve and
Sylvia.  James and I leave and meet up with Junior at the house.
After we load Maryann's luggage for her weekend with Emily in her
dorm, Junior drives Maryann and I to campus to meet her.

I hope you'll enjoy the story.  Previous chapters can be found in
the archives at ASSTR.  Do a SUBJECT LINE SEARCH in the ASSM
section and search on MRS JWP.  If you have any difficulty, send
me a note and I'll forward to you some step by step instructions
that Junior wrote.  All those options and stuff in ASSTR are
confusing, but Junior's instructions are easy to follow!
******************* Thanks for reading my stories
******************** ******************* Mrs. James Wentworth
Preston ******************

Mrs. James Wentworth Preston

Chapter 62

Emily Meets Maryann


Junior walked out of the Dean's office, taking his copy of the
proposal and Julie's resume with him.  He left the building, got
into his car, and drove home.  He was using the back access road
shortcut behind the campus, which is normally closed during the
regular school year. It wound through several parking lots and
would exit him onto the state highway well beyond the last
building of the campus.  He was in a hurry to get home and then
back with his Mom and Sister.  Suddenly he remembered that he
should call and pulled out his wireless telephone as he stopped
in the nearly vacant parking lot at the far edge of campus, the
last one before the main road home.  He pushed IC and #3 for his
Sister.

"Hi Sis!  How's it going?  Oh?  Really?  Well don't worry, we'll
drive back in Mom's new car.  It has a monster trunk.  Bring as
many suitcases as you want.  You've never been here and
understandably don't know what outfits to bring.  Sure!  Bring it
all!  I'm still hoping to come up tomorrow and we'll go up to
Uncle Bob's to swim, then afterwards to somewhere to dance.  I've
got to talk and confirm with Billy Joe, but he was all eager to
go when I last spoke with him.  I'll see him tonight when we do
the final interviews.  Yes!  And thanks for sitting in for me. 
Right!  No, not now.  You can tell me on the way back up here. 
Now I just want to get home.  No, I'm parked; I don't have a
hands-free set-up yet, so I stopped to call you.  The reason I'm
calling is to find out if Mom and Dad are there yet.  Oh? 
Fifteen minutes ago?  Right.  They're taking Emily's guardians
out to the resort.  They know Kelly and Bill from their days in
New York!  Yes!  Then I'll probably beat them home.  Yes, I've
missed you too!  Yes, yes!  I'll tell you all about it.  Just
finish your packing so we can spend some 'quality' time together
before we have to leave, if you catch my drift.  Right!  Good! 
I'm hard and you're wet.  Sounds to me that we need to get
together and take care of our needs!  Yes!  See you in twenty
minutes!  Bye!  Love you too!"

Junior powered off, started his heap, moved out to the highway,
and drove home as quickly as he could, never quite getting to the
speed limit, but doing very nicely in the Friday morningtraffic.


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

James was driving his Wife's new Mercedes S600/S5, about 7 miles
ahead of Junior.  Emily's guardian Dr. John Stanford was in the
front passenger seat and his wife, Dr. Susan, was in the back
with Justine.  The two women had been chatting up a storm,
comparing notes about the reception, dinner, orgy, and the
morning after.  They both agreed that Bob and Patty had been
excellent hosts and that they must do something special for them
in the way of a thank you.  Susan spoke highly of Louise as a
smart business woman and wise herbalist.  She wanted to order
some 'Lady's Aid' and the sexy tea, but would wait until Heather
opened her shop at the end of the month so she could give her a
big order to help get things going.

"That Heather is a wonderful slut!" Susan confided in Justine. 
"I spent a lot of time with her and she made me cum and cum and
cum!  And her cum is delicious!  She says it's her diet and
inner-being cleanliness.  She may be right!  I think I'm going to
try and change my diet to have less animal foods, eating more
plant foods: vegetables and fruits."

"That's what we do at home," Justine said.  "Maryann and Junior
don't eat any meat at all, though they still drink milk, eat
eggs, and cheese.  I'm going to try some soy milk as soon as we
get back from Hawaii."

Susan smiled and kissed Justine softly, "Your cum already tastes
wonderful!  You could hardly improve on it!"

Justine put her arm around Susan's neck, holding her tight, and
cupped her other hand over Susan's large breast, giggling, "No,
but my libido might want some additional cleansing!  It's been
nearly three hours since my last cum and I'm only now getting
horny!"

"Oh good!" Susan cooed as she slid her hand up Justine's bare
legs to palm her panty crotch.  "I know what to do about that!"

The women got sexy in the back seat without notice of the men in
the front.  They too had been talking about the last twenty hours
or so, discussing the various women they'd been with.

"That girl Phyllis, Kate's house-pet?," James recalled.  "She was
an excellent 'little girl' for Justine and I.  There wasn't
anything she wouldn't do!  She sucked and fucked both of us until
she couldn't move!  Even then Justine wouldn't stop!  She ate her
cunt and ass while I hosed her throat with my sperm.  She finally
passed out with cum still oozing out of her pussy and mouth.  You
should see the pictures we took!  We took a dozen Polaroid shots
of her in her little girl clothes.  I heard that Sandra was
helping her perfect her little act!"

"She was one hot fuck too!" John remembered.  "What a nice body
she has!  I'd like to spend a weekend with her!  Maybe the next
time Sandra comes to New York to see her publishers, she'll stay
with Suze and I?  Uhmmmm!  I'm getting hard just thinking about
it!"

"Speaking of which, that is a nice cock you have," James
complimented John.  "I watched you stick it in a lot of fine
pussy and I wondered what it would feel like up my ass?"

"Yes, I saw that you've got a mouthful of meat between you're
legs.  That's one thing we didn't get to do!  Bob too!  When I
saw him fuck Suze, I wished it was me he was fucking!"

"Wise choice.  Bob is an excellent lover and a great ass fucker.
He took both Louise's and Heather's anal cherries last weekend. 
They love ass-fucking now!"

"And your Son, Junior?" John asked gently, not wanting to be too
nosy.

"My Son?" James repeated, "Well, he's the best!  His cock isn't
that fat, just long.  A very nice ass fucker.  Hell!  Just ask
Justine!  He's been fucking her butt every morning for four or
five years!  And his ass is very nice, very tight.  He does some
special exercises that really give him good control of his rectal
muscles.  As for his mouth, lips, tongue, and throat, I've never
had better.  Hmmmmm!  Now I'm starting to get hard!"

"Good, good!  Show me!" John said as he unzipped and opened his
pants.  "I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours!"

James lifted up a little and looked around into the back seat
using the rear-view mirror.

"That's a good idea," James agreed, unbuckling and unzipping with
one hand as he drove.  "The girls seem to be way ahead of us!"

John looked around and saw that their Wives were making out and
playing with each other.  Both their blouses were open and their
bra loosened to let their lips and fingers tease each other's
breasts.  Their skirts were up at their waists and their panties
were gone, if they'd been wearing any at all.  They each had a
hand in the other's pussy and, when John had looked, Justine was
sucking one of Suze's nipples!

John turned back and chuckled, "Ah, girls will be girls," as he
unsnapped his seat belt to move over on the big bench seat to sit
beside James, putting the middle seat belt around himself with a
definite *click*.

"And boys will be boys!" James laughed and reached over to grab
John's cock.

John lay his head on James' shoulder and grasped James' dick,
jerking it slowly.

"Tell me about Kelly and Bill Taylor," John asked.  "Are they in
your little sex group?  Have you fucked them?"

"Oh yes!  I fuck or suck with Kelly nearly everyday and Bill
every chance I get!  They're a really hot couple!"

James went on to tell John about Kelly's fine body and Bill's
excellent cock as they jacked each other's cock.  He also told
John about Dr. Steve and Sylvia and how he and Steve had founded
and built the resort.

"We had a nice place to party and hang out, strictly private back
then.  After Kelly started working for me, I began to have
fantasies about her.  Justine help me realize that we needed to
get together with them.  'Just ask her to bring Bill out for the
weekend,' Justine suggested.  'She's pretty smart and so is he. 
If they say no, then okay!  We'll know.  But you can't keep on
this way.  That woman is going to drive you nuts if you don't
make a move on her.'  So I did!  And they did!  We spent a
marvelous weekend with them in our suite.  We fucked and sucked
every way that four people could.  Since you're going to be
spending a lot of time with them, I'll tell you what I know about
their turn- ons.  Bill loves a prostrate massage, with a cock, a
finger, or a toy.  He'll spurt three feet if you work him right.
Kelly has this thing about her tits, which are beautifully huge!
She loves a tittie fuck and a facial.  You do that to her and
she'll do anything for you.  And I do mean *anything*.  They're
both excellent fucks, great cocksuckers, and all around horny,
sexy people."

"Speaking of horny, let me see if this helps," John reached into
his medical bag on the floor, pulled out a little bottle, opened
it, and dripped some lubricant onto James' hand which was tight
around his cock.  Immediately the lube did it's purpose and
James' hand began to slide up and down John's cock sweetly.  John
likewise dripped a few drops onto his hand around James' cock and
got a similar effect.

"Oh yes!" James replied.  "That's nice!"

"Let me tell you a little story," John said.  He told James about
the last medical society convention he'd been to with his Wife. 
One Afternoon he'd wanted some sun and had gone to the nearly
deserted pool while his Wife attended the lectures.  Already at
the pool was this 85 year old Doctor they'd sat with the night
before at the welcome dinner.  They hit it off and sat in the
sun, swimming together, and talking medicine.  And, of course,
women.  The old guy, who was surprisingly spry and agile for his
age, commented on what a fine body Suze had and that he'd like to
fuck her.  John wasn't sure he'd heard him right, so he ignored
him.  Again the old guy turned the conversation back to Suze,
said she turned him on, and then confessed he hadn't felt a
woman's embrace for months since his 87 year old lover had died.

"I was astonished!  This old guy wanted to fuck my wife and told
me so, asking my permission!  I told him I wasn't against it, but
would have to get her approval.  I also told him that she did
enjoy other men from time to time and his chances were pretty
good she'd accept."

John went on to tell how happy the old gent was.  They left the
pool and lay again on their lounge chairs in the sun.  The old
guy noticed that John had an erection and said he'd fix it.  He
got up and went into the pool house, telling him to follow in a
few minutes.

"I couldn't believe this old GP.  He wanted me too!  Naturally I
followed and the guy was waiting for me, naked with a big hard
on.  He locked the door, dropped to his knees, and sucked my
cock.  When I got close to a cum, he pinched it off.  After a few
of those, I was harder and hotter than I'd been with a guy in a
long time.  He grinned up at me, turned around, and spread his
cheeks, telling me to fuck him.  I did!  He was hot and tight.  A
very nice fuck.  It wasn't long before his very talented ass
muscles pulled the cum out of me!  I collapsed onto the floor and
before I could catch my breath, his cock was in my mouth.  I gave
him my best blowjob and he blasted long and hard into my throat
and mouth.  After we cleaned up a bit, we returned to the pool to
talk and swim.  It was a great afternoon.  That bastard told me
sexy stories to get me hard again.  When I did, we went back to
the pool house!  This time he sucked me off, removing his
dentures so he could 'gum' me.  Now *that* was incredible.  Never
have I had such a blowjob.  If you ever get a chance, try it!  I
highly recommended it.  I came like a fire hose!"

"Ah, speaking of cumming, your soft, smooth hand is going to get
a lot slicker in just a second or two!" James gasped.

"Oh good!  All this talking has made me parched," John said as he
leaned over and took James' cock into his mouth.

All the sexy talk and John's jacking hand had James ready, very
ready!

It only took five deep sucks of John's hot mouth, with plenty of
sexy lashes of his tongue, for James to jet his cum, which John
happily swallowed.

James had slowed down the car quite a bit, but never lost his
ability to steer straight.  John finished licking and cleaning
James' cock, smacked his lips, and sat up, resting his head on
James' shoulder.

"Your cum tastes good James!  Nice fat cock too!  Spurts hard and
hot.  Nice, very nice."

"Get your cock out and let me get you off.  We're almost there."

"Good!  I'll wait.  Maybe there'll be a glass of scotch!"

"We'll have that for sure!" James assured him.  "Justine!  Susan!
 We're here!  Quit sucking and get dressed!" James yelled into
the back seat.

The two women were giggling and laughing as they pulled on their
panties and re-hooked their bras.  Justine couldn't get her
buttons lined up right and howled with after-sex laughter with
Susan, who helped her get her blouse buttoned straight.  When
they were both as presentable as they could get, they leaned over
the front seat and kissed their husbands' necks and ears.

"Ohhh, we had a lot of fun, didn't we Susan?" Justine cooed to
James.

"I hope you boys weren't too bored!" Susan told John.

The two guys rolled their eyes and grinned, smelling the wives'
cum-covered faces.

"Justine honey, take my card key and go straight to our suite,"
James said.  "You two smell like cum and your wild hair makes you
look like sluts.  That's okay for you, these folks are used to
you.  But Susan is going to stay here for a few days and
shouldn't be pegged as a slut before she gets a chance to wash
up!  Okay, here we are.  John, you get the back door on your side
and I'll get the one over here.  I'll have the bell man get the
bags.  I'll meet you at the registration desk.

James parked, hopped out and they escorted the women through the
lobby sending them to the suite.  James took John to the
registration desk where he signed in.  James explained to the
desk woman, Sharon, that Doctors John and Susan Stanford would be
using his suite for a few days.  All charges were to be accepted
and made to his account.  All telephone calls for the Stanfords
were to be forwarded to his suite or paged as directed.  Any
services requested should be obliged within the scope of the
resort.  They would need an extra card key for the suite and
would wait in the bar until one was prepared.

"Nice tits!" John said under his breath as James led him to the
day bar, overlooking the pool.

"Yes!  Sharon is a looker all right!" James replied.  "Later, her
big Sister Sally comes on duty and you won't believe the rack on
that eighteen year old girl."

"Jesus!  How old is Sharon?"

"Sixteen!"

"God!  There ought to be a law!" John exclaimed.

"There is!" James laughed.  "I fucked their Momma and she
believes that it's God's law that women should be a pleasure for
men.  Their Daddy is a preacher and has schooled his wife and
Daughters in all the sexual arts.  I hear that Sally is more into
women these days, but Sharon loves a hot cock!"

"What do you mean, 'you hear'?  Haven't you plugged them?"

"No, they work for me and they're under age," James replied. 
"Besides, their Momma is my sex toy and one in the family is
enough.  But that doesn't stop you and Susan.  Just don't hurt
them, or I'll get a bad reputation.  It's hard to get good
looking guys and gals that will put out for the guests,
especially in this small town.  We've got an excellent staff
that's the envy of all the hotels and motels around.  Our kitchen
is highly regarded and even the pool boys give good head and a
satisfying fuck.  We don't advertise; all our customers hear
about us by word of mouth.  Most of the wealthier residents in
town are investors.  That was Steve's idea.  We made Bill,
Kelly's husband, our investment advisor in exchange for full
partnership.  A few years ago he took three quarters of a million
dollars of our investment money and turned it into seventy five
million.  He diversified it and now we could run this place full
tilt for two years on the interest alone, in addition to paying
for all the overhead and upkeep.  Now he's using the cash flow to
very quietly buy up all the surrounding acreage, either outright,
or with long term leases, or purchase with occupancy until death.
 Steve and I started with forty acres and expanded to four
hundred.  Bill says he'll have five thousand in our control
within five years.  That guy is really something.  Besides being
a great fuck, a good cocksucker, a wall street genius, and a nice
guy, he's becoming a real estate mogul!"

"My God!  All this way out here in the sticks!" John wondered as
they moved to the bar.

The barman came up to greet them, "Hello again Mr. Preston.  How
are you today sir!"

"Pete!  Good to see you again.  How's that wife of yours?  Still
Beautiful?"

"Yes sir!  That diamond you sent her is the joy of her life, next
to me, of course.  That's all she had on last night when she
welcomed me home.  My, my!  What a night!  I was a little
unsteady this morning, but I'm fine now!  Now, what can I get for
you gentleman?"

"Pete, this is Doctor John Stanford.  He and his Wife, Susan, oh,
she's a Doctor too!  They're staying in my suite for the next few
days.  Please take care of their every need and put it on my
account.  This morning I'd like to start with two glasses of
Glenfidich.  Three fingers, neat!"

"Yes sir.  Good choice, if I may say so myself," Pete replied as
he went down the bar to the 'Single Malt Scotch' shelf.

"Hell, this is some kind of operation you've got here!  You fuck
Pete's wife too?"

"No, she's in a wheel chair.  She needs all her sexual energy for
Pete."

"But, the diamond?" John asked.

"Oh, it's just a small stone; a couple of thousand dollars worth.
 But Pete more than earned it.  We had a bunch of parties over
the last few months keeping Pete very busy, late into the night
many times.  We, he and I, had to fire his assistant.  The
asshole fucked a seventeen year old kid of one of the members and
she bragged about it all over town.  Her folks weren't as angry
as they were embarrassed.  Ike was just plain too stupid to keep
around.  He should have known better.  Pete had taken Ike under
his wing, trying to help a young fellow black break into the
business.  It broke his heart to have to come to me and explain.
Pete had been training Ike all spring to help him with the summer
parties and then Ike fucked up, making Pete have to do all the
late night parties alone.  That's why I sent his wife the
pendent.  I don't know if he told her about the five thousand
dollar bonus the board authorized for Pete, but I know we've got
a bartender for life."

"'Cuse me, sur!  Da drinks youse ordered!"

James and John both turned away from the bar to see a huge,
hulking black man standing with a towel over his arm and a tray
with their two scotch glasses.  He was grinning from ear to ear!

James broke up laughing!  John wondered what was happening.

"Massa!  Massa!  Youse tole me to be pole-lite!"

"Jesus Steve!  You're going to scare the shit out of our guests!"
James said as he hugged his buddy.  "Doctor John, this is Doctor
Steve, my partner!"

"Please to meet you!" John said with a grin.  "Please, just call
me John!  You sure had me going there!"

"Sorry, I just couldn't resist.  I knew that my buddy James
wanted me to make a memorable impression on you," Steve
explained.  "You aren't the Dr. John Stanford that worked on the
development of Penicillin, are you?"

"Yes, but I didn't do the clinical work.  I just did the
financial and legal aspects."

"Right!  The most important anti-bacterial agent yet known to
medicine and you orchestrated the whole thing!" Steve turned to
James.  "The asshole set it up so that after they recovered all
the development costs, it became public domain!  Just think of
the millions they would have made!"

"Just think of the millions of lives it saved!" John replied.

"Yes, there's that!" Steve conceded.  "Sounds like you and me
need to talk.  I've got a project in Africa that needs some wise
council."

"Hello John!"

"Bill!  Son-of-a-bitch!  You look great!" John exclaimed as he
shook Bill's hand.  "The climate here must agree with you!"

"Yes!  Yes, it does!" Bill agreed.  "Still fucking every babe you
meet?"

"Trying to!" John laughed.  "God, what a time we had last night!
Babes from eighteen to eighty, fucking and sucking everywhere!"

"You were at Bob and Patty's house?" Steve asked.

"Yes!  Excellent hosts.  Very accommodating, very gracious.  I
didn't get to fuck Bob, but Patty was an excellent screw!"

"You must have met Louise and Heather," Bill suggested.

"Meet them?  Louise fucked the shit out of me!  And that slut
Heather!  She didn't know when to quit!  But her cum is
delicious!  I think my Susan is going to put me on a vege diet,
and soon!  And speaking of sexy women, where's that Kelly of
yours Bill?  I've been dreaming of her for years!"

Bill laughed, "That skimpy bikini, huh!  She told me about
showing you her boat and her body.  She did that to me a year
later and I nailed her.  After she nearly fucked me to death, I
begged her to marry me.  And she did!  Smartest thing I ever
did!"

"Yeah, right, you lucky bastard!" John quipped.  Looking around
the room, he asked again, "Okay, where the fuck is she?"

Bill waved his glass toward the end of the bar, "Down there,
around the end of the bar there's a little hide-away booth.  Be
careful, she's waiting for you."

Steve put his big black hand on John's shoulder and stopped his
quick departure.  "My wife Sylvia is there too.  Someone, Justine
I think, put a bug in her ear and she's waiting for you too. 
She's in her Jamaican whore mood so watch out!"

James laughed and told John, "That's good advice buddy.  If Kelly
and Sylvia team up on you, you'll think that Heather was a
virgin!  Have fun, but take them one at a time or you'll regret
it!"

John laughed and said, "I can handle two bitches in heat, or my
name isn't big dong John!"

John saluted with his drink, the men saluting him back, and he
finished it off.  He set his glass on the bar and strutted down
to the corner and turned.  Kelly saw him and stood at the edge of
the booth, Sylvia stood too on the other side of the big round
booth.  Both women were wearing ankle length pool cover-ups.
John's grin widened across his face, he taken two steps,  and
both Kelly and Sylvia jerked their cover-ups open and dropped
them to the floor.  They struck sexy poses in their skimpy
bikinis, Kelly's a dark metallic green and Sylvia's a iridescent
yellow.

The men saw him pause in shock, and then continue moving out of
their view.

"God be with him!" Steve muttered.

"Got that right!" Bill added.  "Kelly gave herself a douche and
an *enema* just before we drove over.  She's got big plans for
that man.  I hope he's half as good as he thinks he is."

"He's pretty good, for his age," James said.  "I saw him fuck his
way through five coeds last night and still had plenty left to
fuck two Deans!"

James turned to the bar man, who was setting up three more
drinks, "Pete.  Would you call my Wife in suite one and tell her
that Kelly and Sylvia have John in the back booth?  Tell her to
get down here quick with John's wife!"

Pete grinned and said, "Yes sir!  It sure is good having you back
again Mr. P!"

"So, what's the deal with John's Wife?" Steve asked.

"Nice!  Very nice.  A mature woman.  She's just going to love
your fat, black cock!  A very through, considerate lover. 
Willing to experiment too!  You two can team fuck her all day and
night, she won't quit on you.  Smart too.  Ph.D. in economics. 
Owns a good chunk of Manhattan and more billions worth across the
country.  Considerable overseas holdings too.  She's a lot of
fun, but don't cross her.  Let's just say that between her and
her Husband's resources, there's no place on this planet to hide.
 When he found about his ward Emily getting involved with Junior,
he had detectives investigate.  He knows all about Junior, me, my
family, you two, and even about your anti-STD group."

"Christ on a crutch!" Bill exclaimed.

"Yes, there's definitely that," James agreed.  "But with their
resources and connections, they're a fine pair of fuck buddies. 
On the way over from campus, Justine and Susan made out and ended
up eating each other in the back seat while John and I played
with each other in the front.  We told each other dirty stories
while I drove.  He really turned me on!  When I was ready to cum,
he sucked me off expertly!  I was going to have him fuck my ass
when we got here, but you two interrupted!"

"I can take care of your ass for you buddy!" Steve suggested.

"No, we haven't the time now.  Justine and Maryann are going with
Junior back to campus to meet Emily.  Maryann's spending the
weekend."

"What's she like?" Bill asked.  "Emily I mean."

James smiled, remembering.  "Beautiful.  Brilliant.  Ball-busting
sexy.  Great tits.  Fine ass.  Legs that won't quit!  Wonderful
hair and girl-next-door gorgeous face.  I had the *privilege* of
being the second cock she'd fucked and it was pure joy!  An
excellent lover.  Caring and hot!  Very hot!  Cums easily and
often!  A beautiful woman.  Doesn't use make-up, just a little
lip-stick.  Clear, clean complexion.  Deep brown eyes that fog
over when she cums." James paused and sighed, "My fucking Son is
one lucky son-of-a-bitch!  Like I said, she's beautiful,
brilliant, sexy, and rich!  And she's only eighteen!"

The men sipped their drinks, thinking about James' description of
Emily.

"Hey, sailors!  Where's the action around here!"

"Justine!" Steve cried and swooped her up into his arms for a hot
kiss.

"Bill, this is Doctor Susan Stanford," James introduced them. 
Susan, this is Bill Taylor.  The man mauling my Wife is Doctor
Steve Jefferson.  Steve, put Justine down and meet John's Wife,
Susan!"

Bill took Susan's hand and kissed her softly on her cheek.  Steve
set Justine down and hugged Susan saying, "Welcome to our resort.
 I hope you enjoy it.  If James isn't around and you need
anything, just ask for me.  I'll be happy to help in any way I
can."

Justine and Susan had on sexy bikinis too, with matching
wrap-around skirts.  Justine's was white on white and Susan's was
a sleek rainbow color that shimmered even under the soft bar
lights.  She'd gotten it last winter while on holiday on the
Riviera.  They both looked very sexy and very hot.  Justine had
told Susan all about Steve's big, black cock and she wanted to
see it.

"My, my!  You are a big guy, aren't you!" Susan cooed to Steve as
she ran her hands up his arms and across his chest.  "Yes, you
can help.  Is your cock as big as you?"

"Ah, well. . . . I've been told that most women find it adequate,
but I'm not sure if you. . . . "

"Bullshit!" Susan said.  "Show me!"

Steve looked around the bar and then at his friends.  Bill and
James shook their heads, smirking.  "Ma'am, I can't!  Not here in
the public bar.  All these innocent women and children!  It just
wouldn't be fun if I had to tend to a bunch of fainted women and
kids.  I promise I'll show you at the first opportunity!"

"Hmmmm!  Well, okay!  I'll except that excuse, but don't make a
habit of it," Susan chastised him.  "I'd feel a lot better if I
had something to drink.  How about it big boy, can you afford a
glass of champagne for a lady?"

Steve grinned from ear to ear, "Yes ma'am!  Pete, a bottle of our
best bubbly for the ladies.  Put it on my account.  We'll need
two glasses."

Suddenly huge squeals of laughter and mirth echoed from around
the end of the bar.

Susan's eyes narrowed and she looked at Bill, "Didn't that sound
like Kelly?"

"Ah, yes Doctor Stan. . . . "

"Cut the Doctor shit.  I'm Susan!  Okay?"

"Yes Susan.  And yes, that did sound like my Wife."

"Hmmmmm!  She's after either John's cock or his wallet."

Another loud squeal and more giggles from the hidden booth.

"That must be your wife Steve.  Sylvia, isn't it?  Yes.  Justine
said she was a poor girl from the streets of Jamaica when you
saved her from a life of debauchery.  Now this ought to be
interesting, John with a rich bitch from Hampton and a street
whore from Jamaica!  Come on!  This I've got to see.  Pete? 
Would you bring the champagne and four glasses around to the
booth where my Husband is?  Come on Justine.  Let's go check this
shit out!"

Susan started down the bar, Justine following.  Steve and Bill
tailed along, with James in the rear.  Pete carried the champagne
in an ice bucket and a tray of glasses.  Before he ducked under
the bar passthru, he looked questioningly at James.

"It's okay Pete," James assured him.  "I'll watch the till.  You
go ahead and serve.  Don't get too upset.  You know how crazy
these white women get!"

Pete grinned his toothy white smile and winked.  He loved working
for James and Steve.  And Bill too.  Pete had talked to Bill
about his bonus and Bill had put him onto a dot-com stock that
had taken a beating in the market.  Pete had gotten in at the
bottom and out five weeks later, doubling his money.  Pete had
banked his original bonus money and had invested again with
Bill's advice.  Pete bought low and got out within two weeks,
with only a 50% gain.  He'd done that twice more and had a nice
pile of money.  Bill showed him how to diversify and Pete had a
fine portfolio of thirds:  One third cash and cash equivalents,
one third bonds, and one third equities.  He'd gotten into a few
blue-chip stocks when they were cheap and now he was happily
sitting on more money than he ever imagined.

James watched Pete pop the cork and pour four glasses of
champagne for the women.  He took orders for more scotch and
returned, his eyes wide from the views he'd gotten of Kelly's and
Sylvia's tits.  Pete poured the three scotches and asked James,
"You want another Mr. P?"

"No, but thank you.  I've got to drive soon.  Here, let me take
these over.  I'll get my wife and drag her out."

James carried the drinks to his friends.  John sat in the middle
at the back, with Kelly on one side and Sylvia on the other.  He
had an arm around each, dangling down to just above their bare
breasts.  Susan sat next to Kelly and Justine sat next to Sylvia.
 Bob stood next to Justine and Steve stood next to Susan.  James
handed the drinks around and then gave John the extra card key
for suite one.

"Come on Justine, we've got to go.  Say your good byes," James
told her, "and give the card key to our suite to Susan.  She'll
probably need it.  John, depending on when Justine and Junior get
back from campus, maybe we can all have dinner together?  If you
guys go out, call me or leave a message for me at the desk."

Kelly ruffled John's hair and said, "Maybe we'll get room
service!"

Sylvia giggled and added, "Yeah!  Box lunches!"

Kelly and Justine howled.  Susan whispered into Sylvia's ear and
they laughed together.

"Say, is there any chocolate mousse on the dessert menu?" Sylvia
asked.

They all howled again, except for Kelly, Bill, and Steve, who
didn't know what had happened the night before.

"Honey," Kelly asked Sylvia, "You're not back into fucking
animals again, are you?"

They all howled and laughed some more.

James finally dragged Justine away from the table and out of the
bar.  In the car, Justine curled up on the front seat with her
head on her Husband's shoulder.  James drove directly home and
was happy to see Junior's car parked in back.

Junior had arrived twenty minutes before.  He'd brought in his
overnight bags and new suit, hung it up, and went to Maryann's
room to see if she was ready.  She was ready.  Seeing her
brother, she leaped into his arms, kissing him hotly, amongst all
the suit cases packed and ready to go.  But she was ready for
more than just leaving.  She wanted to fuck!

"Oh my sweet brother!  Hmmmmm!  You kiss so nice!  You turn me on
so much.  Come on!"

Maryann pulled him to the bed.  She reached under her skirt,
pulled off her panties, gathered her skirt around her waist, and
lay back with her butt on the edge of the bed and with her legs
spread wide.

"Come on Bro, fuck me!  I need it bad!"

Junior grinned as he unzipped. "Sis, I missed you!" he said as he
stroked his hard cock.  "All that other pussy just couldn't erase
you from my mind.  You're the best!" he told her as he eased his
cock into her hot, wet cunt.

"Mmmmmmmm!  Oh! Big Brother.  That's so nice!  Just fuck me good.
 Don't waste a lot of time teasing me.  Mom and Dad will be here
soon.  Oooofff!  Ah, just like that!  Bang me hard and fast!"

Junior didn't hold back.  He fucked Maryann vigorously and she
happily raced into her first cum.  Junior tried to hold back, but
when Maryann got her hips and pussy muscles working on him, it
was no contest.

"Cum big Brother!  Jizz me!  Fuck your hot cum into me!  All of
it!  Fill my hot cunt with your man juice!  Come on!  Do it!  Cum
Junior!  Cum in me!  Oh GOD!
I'm cumming again!  Oh!  Oh!  Oh!"

Maryann's gasps as her cum waves washed over her, making her
pussy spasm delightfully, caused Junior's cum to boil over out of
his balls and spurt into her hot pussy.  His cock didn't reach
into her womb like it did with Emily, but it was plenty good
enough for Maryann!

Justine found them still coupled together, enjoying their
post-orgasm glows.  Her Son still had on his shirt and his pants
around his feet.  Maryann's dress was bunched at her waist,
panties around on ankle still tightly around her Brother's waist.
 Her eyes narrowed and she spanked her Son's still quivering bare
ass, still buried cock-deep in his Sister.

*SMACK*

"Maa-oom!" Junior cried out.  "What 'cha do that for?"

"You two are supposed to be getting ready to go and instead
you're fucking like rabbits!  Let go of him Maryann!  Get up
Junior!  Go wash off the sex smell from your cock and balls.  I'm
not going to drive to campus with you smelling like a male whore.
 Now get going mister, or you'll get another swat!"

Junior jumped up, pulled up his pants so he could walk, and went
into the bathroom he shared with his Sister.

"And you, young lady.  Are you all packed?  Did you do like I
said?"

"Yes, Momma, I did.  I was already packed so I filled two other
suit cases with everything I could get in them.  The pink case is
full of toys," Maryann replied and began to pull up her panties.

"No, don't put those back on.  You smell of sex too.  Wash first.
 And douche too!  Listen, if this works right, within an hour
you'll have Emily sucking your gorgeous pussy while you suck
hers.  Nothing is more of a turn-off, especially to a beginner,
than having a surprise glob of man cum slid out of a cunt you're
eating.  I know that you and I enjoy eating your Father's and
Brother's cum out of each other, but not during your first cunt
sucking lesson.  So wash off and clean your pussy good.  In fact,
use some of that sexy flavored douche that you've got.  I
especially like the strawberry, but you can choose what you think
best.  Okay sweetie?  Good.  I've got to go change.  I want to
see you and your Brother downstairs in ten minutes, with all this
luggage.  Now get to it!"  Justine turned and left, having laid
down the law.

Justine went down stairs and found her husband standing, looking
out at the pool, drinking a glass of juice.

"Hey!  Here's my man!" Justine cooed.  "I'm a little thirsty for
juice too, but for man juice!" she explained as she dropped to
her knees in front of James and unzipped his pants, fishing out
his cock.  "Hmmmm!  Nice.  This is a short good bye suck!  Get
ready to cum!"

Justine slurped his meaty cock into her mouth and sucked him off.
 He didn't last three minutes until he spurt his cum into her
waiting throat and onto her nasty tongue.

"There!" Justine said as she put his cleaned, limp cock back into
his pants and zipped him up.  "That should keep you happy and out
of too much mischief for the next few hours.  Now you can go back
to the resort and hang out with your pals.  I'll call you when
we're on our way back.  I hope to be here by five o'clock or so.
Probably with Emily's cum all over my face!"

"Thanks darling, that was nice!" James said as he kissed his Wife
lovingly, tasting his cum in her mouth.  "That's not my plan.  If
I know John, he's already fucking Kelly while he eats Sylvia. 
And I think that by  now Susan will be fucking Steve while she
sucks Bill!"

"Yes, I suppose you're right," Justine admitted.

"I'll go to the office and make sure I've got everything covered
for our vacation.  But call me when you leave to return.  Okay?"

"Yes, dear.  Now I've got to go wash up and change.  If you're
here when Junior and Maryann come down with her suitcases, get
them to put them in my trunk, Okay?"

"Yes.  I didn't unpack, but I brought all our bags in and hung up
your dress."

"Thanks darling," Justine gave James another quick kiss.  "I've
got to go!"

Everyone was soon ready and within fifteen minutes James was
driving to his office while Junior drove his Sister and Mother to
campus to meet Emily in her dorm room.

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

Emily was in her room working with her computer, her resource
note book, and her experiment results book; all part of her sex
'research' project.  She had thought that when she 'lost her
cherry', she wouldn't need the project any more.  However, her
sexual horizons had expanded both vertically and horizontally
over the previous two evenings.  She'd now had not one, not two,
but *three* different cocks fuck her; each one a unique
experience!  She wanted to get it all down while the experiences
were fresh in her memory.  As she recalled each fuck and each
fucker, she found herself getting hot, sexy hot!  And horny! 
Very horny!  She didn't even consider masturbation.  She wanted
her number one cock, Junior's!

Her personal wireless telephone buzzed!  An 'Intercom' call. 
'Would it be Junior?' she hoped.

"Hello?  Yes!  Hi lover!"  'It *was* Junior!'  "Good, you're on
your way!  Oh, twenty minutes?  Okay, I'll be outside waiting. 
What?  A cart?  Luggage?  Oh, okay.  I'll get one.  Yes!   Yes, I
love you too!  See you soon!"

Emily powered off and thought for a minute.  'God!  Justine *and*
Maryann!  If Maryann is half as sexy as Justine, she's going to
be a handful!  I'd better make some notes about the other stuff I
saw and did over the last two days that I need to put into my
experience note book.'

Emily listed the lesbian acts she'd seen, the multiple partner
sex she'd witnessed, the anal sex she saw, the seduction video,
the sex toy action, and the chocolate mousse dessert dishes she
and Junior had initiated.  Finished, she powered down her PC and
locked away her research note books in her lock-box chained to
her bed.  Emily stood and checked herself in her full length
mirror.  She had on a light blue sleeveless blouse, a gray
knee-length skirt, and brown loafers, with comfortable plain
cotton bra and panties underneath.  She decided she looked okay
and went to wash her hands and face.

Emily thought about her morning, after she returned to Bob and
Patty's with her guardian John in her new yellow VW beetle.  She
was very happy!  Her new car and her pussy warm with John's cum
from their fuck as she 'bent over' her computer desk in her dorm
room.  Things were quiet at the house, Junior's folks were
packing to leave, as was Susan for herself and her Husband John.
Heather and Louise were out on the patio with Bob and Patty,
sitting nude at a table talking about the new 'Women's Herbal and
Gift Shoppe' that Heather was going to open off campus.  She was
taking notes as they talked about ideas for marketing.

"Emily!" Bob called out when he saw her.  "How's your new set of
wheels?"

Emily was bursting with joy over her car and spent ten minutes
gushing about her yellow car.  They all oohed and ahhed, except
Heather, who muttered that she needed a car too!

Louise, not wanting to get into that argument again, stood and
told Emily, "You wait here for a few minutes.  I've got a present
for you!  It's upstairs.  I'll go get it!"

Emily sat in Louise's chair and joined in the discussion.  Emily
spoke highly of the 'Lady's Aid' tea, but suggested that the sexy
tea could cause riots at the store and would be very
controversial.  Patty thought that it should be only sold by
Louise via mail order.  Bob thought that mail order would control
the availability, but it would be interstate commerce and would
involve the Federal government if it got too notorious.  He
suggested that Heather sell it only to 'special' customers by
special orders, with two weeks delivery time and a maximum
purchase amount, say one ounce per month.  They argued back and
forth, looking at all the aspects.  The only thing they agreed
upon was that it shouldn't be advertised or displayed on the
shelves.

Louise returned and handed Emily a small, but hefty, chest with a
lock and hasp holding it's rounded top secure.  "This is my gift
to you, in recognition of your fantastic achievements.  Here's
the key!"

Louise handed Emily a small key and she excitedly unlocked and
opened the wooden chest.  Inside was a tea kettle, a tea pot, a
tea ball, a loose tea spoon, a bottle of clover honey, two dark
blue tea mugs, two tea spoons, and two two- ounce canisters of
tea.  One held the 'Lady's Aid tea and the other was marked
'Emily's tea'.  Each item was set in it's own place in the chest,
held firmly by blue velvet over a foam form molded to hold each
piece.  Inside the lid was a set of clips holding a little
hand-written instruction book on herbal teas that Louise had
personally written and drawn the pictures of proper usage.

"I didn't know what to call the new tea," Louise explained, "so I
just named it after you!"

"Not the sexy tea!" Emily gasped.

"Yes, the very same!"

Emily had been embarrassed and suggested 'Lady's Delight' or
'Lover's Aid', anything but something with her name on it. 
Louise was a little disappointed but understood Emily's concern.
She agreed not to use her name again without permission and would
work with Heather to come up with a better name for the sexy tea.
 Patty suggested 'Peppermint Pep'.  Heather laughed and countered
with 'Peppermint Patty'!  The whole table laughed and the tension
was broken.  Everyone threw in their suggestions and the ideas
became ridiculous.  'Erection Enhancement' was one, 'Copious Cum'
was another.  "Wet Woman' and 'Ever Wet' were two more silly
suggestions.  Heather was busy writing all the suggestions down,
laughing to herself as the names got more and more bizarre.  As
the ideas tossed out into the brain storming session waned,
Heather suggested: 'Heather's Happiness Helper'.  They all
stopped and thought that over.  Bob broke the silence with
'Heather's Happiness Organic.

"Call it H2O for short!" he added.

"Yes!" Louise cried.  "Excellent idea!  I'll talk to our folks
back home in the store and see what they think.  How clever of
you Bob!"

Emily was back in her room now and hung up her towel and
washcloth.  She checked around the room and made sure it was
presentable.  She eyed the tea chest sitting on her dresser and
decided to leave it.  They'd all know soon enough that Louise had
given it to her; she may as well own up to her new 'Tea Box' as
she called it.  Little did she know at the time that the 'Tea
Chest' would become a good seller at Heather's store and the
hottest fall holiday gift item on campus.  Heather sold over 500
from October 1 through the end of the year, at a remarkable
$95.00 each!  In the new year Louise and Heather also marketed a
scaled-down version of the 'Tea Chest', calling it a 'Tea Box'
with only the mugs, two one-ounce canisters of tea, the tea ball,
and the loose tea spoon, in a flat lid wood box that retailed for
only $39.95.  A customer could, for only $10 more, choose to
substitute fancy tea cups with saucers or cleverly painted mugs
with women's slogans on them, such as 'Womb Power!' or 'Girls
Just Want to Have Fun!' or 'Wet & Wild!'

Emily check her watch and decided it was time to go down to greet
her visitors.  She got a luggage cart from behind the front desk
and pulled it out to the front sidewalk, down and out to the
parking lot next to her new car.  Within minutes she saw the
brand new gold Mercedes pull in from the street and park next to
where she waited.  Junior jumped out and *ran* around the car and
into Emily's arms.  They kissed passionately, as if they hadn't
seen each other in months, though it had only been a few hours. 
Justine and Maryann got out and watched them kiss and hug.  When
they broke their kiss, Justine pulled Emily into her arms and
kissed her and hugged her too.  Junior pulled the cart to the
trunk and began to get out all Maryann's bags.

"Emily," Justine said, "I want you to meet my Daughter,Maryann."

Emily shyly stuck out her hand and Maryann took it, holding it
softly, but firm.

"Don't I get a hug and kiss too?  I mean that now that we're
Sisters. . . . ?"

Emily smiled and pulled Maryann to her.  They hugged and a chaste
kiss on Maryann's cheek turned sexy when Maryann captured Emily's
lips with her own.  Maryann held Emily tight and kissed her
hotly, deeply.  After a minute or two, Maryann broke the kiss.

"God!  You kiss great!" Maryann giggled.  "Mom was right!  You
are hot!"

Justine didn't want Maryann getting too sexy here in the parking
lot.

"Maryann, this is Emily's new car!" Justine said, pointing to the
bright yellow VW beetle next to them.

"Oh WOW!" Maryann yelled!  "That's like what I wanted!  Neat! 
Can we go for a ride later?"

"Sure!  I'll give you the grand tour!" Emily happily replied.

"Come on girls, let's get these suitcases up to Emily's room,"
Junior said as he started to push the loaded cart up the
sidewalk.

The girls followed him, talking and chatting as if they were old
friends.  Justine trailed them, looking around at the beautiful
campus in the late July sunshine.  She saw a few cute guys
looking at them with obvious lust in their eyes.  Maryann's and
Justine's matching jumpers showed a lot of leg, chest, and bare
skin.  They looked very hot and were exactly that!  Justine knew
she'd have to watch oherself.  If that cute guy with the tight
shorts gets any closer she might just grab his cock bulge!

Soon they were inside.  The women took the stairs while Junior
rode the elevator with the luggage cart.

"Man on the floor!  Man on the floor!" Emily happily shouted,
obeying the dorm rules.

Junior unloaded the luggage and said his good byes.  He was going
to his office to check some last minute details and would be back
at 12:50, in time to walk with them to the Faculty Club for
lunch.  He'd call to remind them of the time when he started
over.  He kissed Emily good bye and left with the cart.  He
returned it to the first floor storage room and walked to the
Chemistry building.  The campus was quiet on Friday morning. 
There were only a few classes held on Friday and none on Friday
afternoon during summer sessions.  As he strolled across campus,
he wondered how his Mom's planned seduction of Emily was going. 
He'd listened to his Mother coach Maryann on the drive over.  He
checked his watch and saw that her plan had only an hour and a
half.  'Well,' he thought, 'if anyone can do it in an hour and a
half, it'll be Mom and Sis!'

In Emily's dorm room, Maryann was checking out the wall posters
and Justine sat on a desk chair while Emily stood nervously,
wondering what was going to happen now.  Just as Emily was about
to suggest that they go for a walk around campus, Junior's Mom
spoke.

"Strip girls!" Justine calmly ordered.


End Chapter 62

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