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THE NEED TO FLASH
by Tony Reeno

DISCLAIMER:  Of course this is a work of fiction.  Of course the
characters do not exist.  Of course this is solely borne out of the
twisted mind of the author, Tony Reeno.  Of course you should NOT try
this at home (these are trained professionals).  And of course you
should not read this if you are under 18 years of age and/or living in
a place that deems erotic fiction (and by extension, pornography)
illegal.

I'm always interested in receiving feedback as well as your own tales
of exhibitionism, home nudity and other antics as described in this
story.  Feel free to drop me a line at:  tonyreeno@yahoo.com



INTRODUCTION
I'm a flasher.  For as long as I can remember, my awakening sexuality
and ongoing sexuality has been linked to exhibitionism.

I'm also an unabashed lover of pornography.  This is a story about
both fixations.

Over the years, I have searched aggressively to find partners that
will at least tolerate my flashing, if not help me in my endeavors. 
Oh, it sounds crazy, I know, but I have been lucky.  I've managed to
find three partners who were more than understanding of my needs.  And
two of the three actually got off on my showing off and actually
helped me orchestrate some terrific events.  My current longtime
girlfriend is one of the three partners of which I speak.  For
example:


CHAPTER ONE
A few months ago, I started seeing this gal named Melissa off and on. 
She's a very sweet divorced woman.  She's a gorgeous brunette, in my
opinion (short and hourglass-figured in a Sarah Brightman sort of way,
with black-mascara-rimmed eyes, thick dark lashes and round
inquisitive eyes).  Melissa also happens to have a very pretty, young
daughter who lives with her.  Like her mother, Katie is dark-haired,
but she's already taller than Melissa's own five-foot one inch (thanks
to her father, Melissa's ex), and much more slender than her mother.

Melissa trusts Katie and lets her stay alone from time to time.  Doing
so allows Melissa and I to take a few weekend trips every now and
then.  Sometimes we bring Katie along, but Katie loves the growing
independence that Melissa allows her, especially now that she's
knocking on Teendom's door.  If it's just an overnight trip and Katie
wants to bail on it, Melissa allows her daughter to stay by herself,
provided that Katie finds a girlfriend to stay with her.  At times,
Melissa has also allowed Katie to stay alone so that she can sleep
over at my place.  In time, Melissa's overnight stays at my condo grew
more frequent.

Once Melissa and I grew comfortable with each other, she began to
notice how much time I spend in the nude.  If we were going to stay in
for the day, I wouldn't bother to dress.  We cooked and I would stay
nude.  We sat at the table and ate and I ate in the nude.  We read to
each other (and to ourselves) and I remained nude.  At night, we
enjoyed sitting outside on my dark deck, sipping our way through a
bottle of wine.  I often sat outside without a stitch of clothing on
my body.  We made love and of course I was nude.  We played on the
computer (I'm hopeless when it comes to downloading pictures and sex
stories off the Net, girlfriend or no girlfriend) and Melissa sat by
my side, usually in a robe, while I downloaded and stroked off, in the
nude.  Melissa always smiled and said "Not at all, Honey," when I
asked if she minded my being naked all the time.  She even started
calling me "Nudie" now and then.

Melissa giggled at my brazen behavior, initially, but in time she grew
used to my preference for being nude.  I would often tease her by
rubbing my naked body against her.  Sometimes if she was sitting and I
stood up to get something, I would brush my semi-hard phallus against
her cheek.  "Oops!  Sorry," I would say.  "Don't apologize," she
countered.  "I really should put something on.  You say you don't
care, but I bet you really do mind," I would say.  Melissa just
laughed and cupped my penis and squeezed my balls.  "Are you kidding? 
Me?  Mind?  I positively love the easy access."

Then our venue shifted and things grew, um, a little more interesting.
 We started spending more nights together and more and more often, we
would stay over at Melissa's house.  Katie didn't have a problem and
thought it "way cool" that "Mom finally found a boy toy."  Of course,
on these occasions, I've stayed semi-clothed, but late at night, when
Katie has been in bed awhile, Melissa and I have fooled around outside
of her bedroom -- in the living room and dining area and other places
in the house.  On these occasions, Melissa just opens her robe and
offers me her full and voluptuous naked body.  I usually just tug my
shorts down and leave my T-shirt on.  But one night recently, I was
sucking on Melissa's breasts when she pulled back, pulled my T-shirt
off and my shorts down, leaving me stark naked in her living room.  I
glanced nervously down the hall, but no sign of Katie.

"Don't worry," Melissa assured me.  "When she's down, she goes out
like a light."

I was about to protest, when I felt my girlfriend's mouth engulf my
erection and proceed to bob her pretty brunette head up and down, up
and down, on my member until I was extremely hard and had no energy to
protest ANYTHING she was doing!  :)  Throughout the delicious blowjob,
I kept stroking Melissa' hair and glancing down the hall.  Eventually,
I erupted in her mouth.

We relaxed in the afterglow of our cums and I had a cigarette, then I
thought I'd go clean up.  I was reaching for my shorts when Melissa
said, "Just go.  I told you, when Katie's out, she's out."

I shrugged and still naked, padded down the hall toward the bathroom. 
I passed Katie's door, which was closed and kept going.  When I
finished peeing and cleaning myself up, I saw Katie's door was cracked
and Melissa standing peeking in at her.

"Everything okay?"  I asked.

Melissa nodded.  "Just checking up on my baby girl."  She took my hand
and squeezed it.

"Not so baby, if you ask me.  Pretty like her mommy."

"Thanks."  Melissa smiled broadly.  "And thanks for being here with
us."

"Are you kidding?" I whispered.  "You're both terrific."

Still holding hands, Melissa and I padded softly into the room.  Katie
was asleep, the covers tossed off her body.  Her night-gear consisted
of a pastel pink and blue cropped top and a pastel pink thong.  In the
dim glow of the hallway light and curled up as she was, with her long
legs and knees almost touching her budding breasts, Katie looked like
a smaller version of her mommy.  Her impressive height was concealed
by her position on the bed.

As Melissa bent low to draw up her daughter's covers and kiss her
forehead, her very round buttocks crept out from underneath her short
wine-colored silk robe and I moved my phallus playfully between the
crack of her ass cheeks.

Melissa gasped softly and squirmed back against me.  The deep valley
of her ass swallowed my thickening member.

I found Melissa wet and ready and I couldn't resist.  I rubbed my
growing penis up and down her moist butt crack and slid it deeper into
the crevice and used my hands to squeeze her buttocks shut and I felt
myself grow and throb and grow some more deep in the warmth of her
flesh.  Then I pulled back and cupped my balls and slid my now fully
erect penis deep into her until I felt my crotch grinding into her
fleshy globes again.  Melissa pushed back.  I watched her boobs
heaving over Katie's sleeping pixie face and I whispered to her to
kiss her daughter on the cheek.  Melissa did me one better.  She
kissed Katie's pretty puckered lips and that sent me over the edge.  I
shot deeply into Melissa.

A moment later, we were creeping out of the room.  "Say night-night!"
Melissa whispered to me.

Playfully, I grabbed my still thick penis and waved it at sleeping
Katie.  That sent Melissa and me into the hallway in a small fit of
laughter.

We drifted back to the living room and poured some wine.

"You're so brazen sometimes," Melissa said.

"Does that bother you?"

"Absolutely not.  In fact, it's a turn-on."

"Like how?"

"Well, it's a turn-on to see how free you are with your naked body."

"You can be the same way," I said.

Melissa shook her head and blushed.  She looked so cute with her
flushed cheeks growing darker by the second in the candlelight.  "No
way.  But I love to see that part of you."

"You mean this part?" I grabbed her foot and slid it over my phallus,
which was resting thickly on my right thigh.  Melissa rubbed her sole
over my member and made it grow longer and thicker.

"Yeah, that part, and all the rest of you.  I love your free spirit. 
I want you to be free to be any way you want to be when you're at my
house."

"Of course we'll have to be careful when Katie's awake," I offered.

"Of course, but don't be afraid to strip off to a major degree."

I raised an eyebrow.  "What does that mean?"

She laughed and put her hands over her mouth, then laughed some more. 
"I don't know.  I guess I'm just saying that you should be comfortable
around here, whether Katie's awake or not.  In fact, the more I think
about it, the more I realize that this is a great way to educate Katie
on the differences between men and women."

"Well," I said, "I'm pretty sure your daughter is well aware of those
differences already."

"I know that, but I'm just saying that if she sees a lot of male skin
around here, she'll get up close and personal knowledge in her own
environment.  The mystique of the male will be there, but she'll
probably be less prone to go out and do something stupid - if you know
what I mean."

I nodded.  "I think I know what you're getting at when it comes to
Melissa and seeing me around your place.  And now that your foot has
been naughty, I think I also know what you're going to be getting at
right now."  I stood up and then jumped atop the couch, planting my
feet on either side of her torso.  Melissa looked up and smiled up at
me and then took my bobbing erection into her mouth and minutes later,
I was gushing all over again.


CHAPTER TWO
Over the next few weeks, I started to test the freedom my new
girlfriend allowed me at her house -- and in front of her daughter.

I started by walking from the bedroom to the bathroom wearing just a
towel or underwear.  One morning, however, I heard Katie open the
bathroom door, which told me she had beaten me to it.  If I hurried,
though, I knew we'd run into each other in the hallway when she
stepped out of the bathroom and made her way back to her room.  On
that morning, I slipped out of bed, swatted my girlfriend Melissa on
her bare buns and told her I was off to shower.  She opened a groggy
eye and stared at my nude body beside her.  Then she reached up to
stroke my semi-hard penis and promised to take care of me when I
returned.

I stepped into the hallway, stark naked, and proceeded to walk to the
bathroom.  I couldn't have timed it better.  Seconds later, Katie
stepped out of the bathroom, all wrapped up in a towel, her dark hair
hanging stringy wet, combed straight back and clinging to her scalp.

"Good morning," I said.

She was looking down but my greeting made her glance up.  Instantly,
her eyes turned round as marbles and her cheeks as pink as two fresh
roses.  To her credit, though, she regained her composure quickly and
returned my greeting.  Still, there was no hiding her flushed cheeks
and the smile creeping up from either side of her mouth.

I thought that to say nothing about my nude state would be like
ignoring an elephant in an otherwise ordinary living room.  "Sorry
about walking around in the buff," I stammered.  "I thought you were
in your room already."

"That's okay," Katie said.  "Don't worry about it."

I leaned against the wall of the hallway and for a moment, I saw her
eyes snake down and inspect my penis, which wasn't hard but wasn't
entirely soft, either.  I glanced down too and saw it hanging heavily
between my legs, my puffy balls pushing it out a bit.

"Okay, I won't if you won't," I said.  "You're as cool as you look,
girl."

She smiled awkwardly and shrugged.  Then we walked around each other. 
As I made it to the bathroom, I stole a quick glance behind me before
shutting the door and noticed Katie watching my ass.  I grinned and
shut the door.

I couldn't believe the rush I felt at that moment.  Those old dormant
exhibitionist feelings surged anew within me.  I was rock hard in a
minute.  In the process of lathering myself up in the shower, I simply
couldn't keep my hands away from my penis.  I finally gave up and
stroked myself to an unimaginably hard state and pumped and pumped
until my penis exploded cum across the rear shower wall.

Afterward, true to her word, my girlfriend tried to take me in her
mouth but I had to explain why I kept flinching and felt so sensitive
down there.

"Did you --"  Melissa made a jerking motion with her cupped fist.

"I'm almost ashamed to admit that I did," I said.

"With my warm mouth waiting for you?"  She slipped her lips over the
head of my phallus and made me flinch again, even as I started to
respond to her ministrations.  She stopped sucking long enough to
speak again.  "What made you so horny?"

"You'll think me a pervert if I tell you," I replied.

"I already think you're a pervert!" She slapped my ass and used her
hand to make me grow harder, thicker, longer.  "Spill it!"

"What?  My cum or -"

"Your story!  What got you going this morning?  Was it my sweet ass
staring you in the face when you bounded out of bed?"

I laughed.  "Partially.  But it's also -  Um, how do I put this? 
Well, it's just that your daughter -"

"Oh my God!  She saw you?"  Melissa squealed.  "You ARE perverted,
Tony!"

"But you said to make myself comfortable around your house, right?"

"I know, but the fact that she saw you and you had to jack off about
it --   That tells me it turned you on!"

"Exactly.  I told you you'd think I was a weirdo or something."

"Not a weirdo, just a shameless showoff."  She fell back on the
mattress and spread her legs and began to masturbate herself.  "And
you want to know something?  If you're a pervert boyfriend, then I'm a
pervert mommy because the thought of my little Katie seeing you
completely naked has me so horny that I'm going to have to have a cum
before I get up."

"Need some help?" I asked.

"No, just watch me.  And jerk yourself off for me.  I love to watch
you masturbate."

"Same here. I love watching you."

She nodded and winked and smiled.  "So let's just get off watching
each other get off."  She laughed.  "Yes, stroke that pole for me,
honey.  You know, I haven't watched you jack off that much lately."

"That's because we've been sleeping over here at your house more than
at mine.  You know me and my porn fixation.  Even after we play at
night, I like to surf the Web and download a few pix and masturbate to
them before turning in."

"Well, what's stopping you from doing the same thing here?"

"You mean you'd let me?"

"Of course, you silly!"  Melissa's fingers danced around her puffy
pussy.  Her voice started to quake a bit, too.  "Do whatever you want.
 Have fun.  Actually, there is one thing you can do for me right now,
as I bring myself off."
  
"What's that?"

"Tell me exactly what happened out in that hallway?"  I watched
several fingers disappear into Melissa's beautiful bald mound. 
"Pretty please?"

I did, relating every detail.  As I finished telling her of my
explosive bathroom masturbation session, Melissa arched her back off
the bed, sank her slick fingers into her wet mound again and brought
herself to an explosive, almost violent climax.  I don't think I'd
ever seen her cum harder.

And I quickly followed, splashing a small load onto her breasts and
stomach, finishing off with a few lazy pokes into her belly button,
which made her giggle.

And that was what resulted from the first time I gave Katie a
full-fledged free show.  There would be many other such shows -- and
slowly but surely, I began to push the envelope.


CHAPTER THREE
I started to feel quite free to do what I wanted around Melissa's
apartment, whether Katie was awake or not.  I won't deny that
Melissa's encouragement to feel free to do whatever I wanted to do at
her place - even if Katie was around and still awake - fueled the
exhibitionist in me.  I started to feel erotically charged over the
thought of actually having Melissa's pretty daughter seeing me in the
nude again.  Mind you, I never once felt the urge to do touch Katie
sexually in any way.  Just the thought of walking around naked in
front of her, however, sent erotic feelings surging through me and
although I wrestled with the pros and cons for awhile, I finally
decided:  why not?  After all, Katie's own mother was encouraging me
and telling me that she thought it was a great and healthy way to
expose her daughter to the differences between men and women.

I started to wear a loose pair of jogging shorts when I came over. 
The material was stretchy and gray and made of thin cotton.  The
shorts were cut high.  When I sat down, I was always on the verge of
flopping out - both my penis and balls.  Sometimes I did and pretended
not to notice.  One night, I spent the better part of a long movie
giving both Melissa and Katie a show as my semi-hard member kept
creeping out of one side of my shorts and resting thickly on my thigh.
 I wouldn't hurry to tuck it back into my shorts, either.  Eventually,
I would pretend to notice it and casually grab it and ease it back
into my shorts, only to have it flop out later.  Several times, I
noticed Katie looking over to see if I was on display.  I made sure
she got several long looks.
Another evening - a Saturday night - we rented three DVDs and Melissa
decided to call it a night after the second movie.  It was around
eleven.  Katie wanted to watch the last movie.  I wanted to fire up
the computer on the far side of the living room before going to bed.

I walked to the bedroom with Melissa and watched her undress and slide
nude into bed.  I told her I wanted to surf the Web for a while.  "Go
for it," she said.  "Get all horny and then come and join me later,"
she said, "I'll be waiting for you and you know what."

I laughed.  "And I'll need you to help me, since Katie is staying up
to watch that horror flick.  I won't be able to go all the way out
there tonight."

"No, but Katie may get a crazy show."

"Well, I don't know how crazy it'll be."

"I know she'll probably end up seeing your pee-pee harder than she's
ever seen it!"  She laughed.  "Now go on.  I'm sleepy now, but be sure
and wake me and tell me what happens."

"Are you sure you don't want to hang around and join the fun?"

"Nope," she shook her head.  "The fun for us is in the same territory
but just a little different.  Know what I mean?"

"I think so.  You like to hear about it afterwards but you don't
necessarily want to be around to see it happen?"

My girlfriend smiled.  "You've just earned a big sloppy kiss for
saying it better than I would've."  And with that, she planted a wet
one on my lips.  I felt her warm tongue invade my mouth.  Then her
hand slid between my stomach and the thin fabric of my shorts and she
fondled my penis.  It started to grow in her fumbling fingers.

"Um, I hope you're prepared to finish what you start," I scolded.

"You bet," said Melissa.  "But not now.  Later.  Right now it's Show!"

"And later?"

"Tell!"  We laughed.  "And other things," she finished.

I padded back into the living room.  Katie was engrossed in the horror
movie but turned toward me long enough to flash me a smile.  I
returned it and asked if she would mind if I played on the computer
for a little while.  She said to go for it.

Within minutes, I was cruising the Net, hitting my favorite sites,
downloading picture after picture of nude women solo, nude women
entangled with nude men, close-ups of gorgeous asses and pussies,
erect penises and sucking mouths.

The pictures did their work.  Soon I was rock-hard and jutting out of
my right shorts leg.  The lights in the living room were dim, but
there was still enough blue glow for Katie to get a good show of thick
and hard phallus flesh if she looked my way.  I kept staring at the
screen.  It was turned away from her.  She couldn't see what I was
seeing on it but she could see the results if she dared to look my
way.  And at last she did!  My peripheral vision picked up movement
and I saw her look over at me for a few seconds.  It was long enough. 
I am certain that she saw my hard penis throbbing thickly against my
right thigh, almost completely on display.

After awhile, I shut off the computer and said goodnight.  She
actually got up off the couch and hugged me and kissed my cheek! 
"Goodnight, Tony.  Sleep well."

"You too, Sexy.  See you tomorrow."

"Mm-Hmm. . ."  She gave me another long hug and then I left the room. 
As I walked down the hall, I could see my now semi-hard member clearly
visible beneath the thin fabric of my gray shorts:  a long and thick
tumescence stirred within, bobbing along.  Katie couldn't have missed
that display.


CHAPTER FOUR
I awoke Melissa by uncovering her naked body and grabbing her large
round glutes and shoving my mouth into her moist darkness.  Over the
past few weeks, we had been spending more time cuddling and lazing
around after work than working out.  The sedentary pattern had made
Melissa thicken up even more.  She was not fat but she was now very
nicely filled out and curvier than ever.  I didn't mind.  I parted her
ass with my hands and sank my tongue along the crack, over her pretty
pink anus and down lower, into the slick bald wetness that awaited me.
 My erection was a throbbing animal with its own life and impulses. 
It pulled my face away from Melissa's nether regions and took over and
soon I was deep in her pussy and slamming away, her ass cheeks feeling
the brunt of my thrusts, my hands around her body and grabbing her
large swaying funbags and holding on tightly.

The sex session was intense, torrid even.  It left us both spent.

Later, as the final flickers of candlelight bathed the room in a
bronze cast, I cuddled Melissa close to my shoulder and kissed her
forehead.  "Thanks."

"For what?"  She looked up with questioning eyes.

"For understanding what turns me on so much."

She smiled and her fingers played with my chest-hair.  "It has a
pretty wild effect on me too, you know."

"Yeah, but you don't know how rare you are.  Thanks for being who you
are.  Thanks also for trusting me."

Her eyebrows rose.  "Explain."

"Well, many moms would positively blanche over the thought of their
boyfriend out and out exposing himself to their daughters."

"I'm not one of them."

"I know.  I mean, you trust me to keep the game contained to - well,
for lack of a better term - acceptable limits."

We both laughed at that.  "Can you imagine," I said, "what most people
would say if they heard us defining our fun as being within the
parameters of `acceptable limits?'"

"Yes, but the difference between us and them," Melissa explained, "is
that I honestly and truly believe your antics ARE acceptable.  In
fact, I'd go a step further and say that in some ways, your behavior
around Katie is healthy."

"Really?"

"Absolutely.  As you know, I've been giving the matter a lot of
thought.  Here's my honest summation of what's going on here: 
education begins at home.  And what we're doing is educating Katie
about the male anatomy and the sensuous nature of the human body right
here in the house.  Truthfully, Tony, I'd rather she be getting this
kind of lesson right here at home, than somewhere else and by some
inexperienced and hormone-crazed teenager."

"You know," I said, "you're making a weird sort of sense.  You speak
your position with such conviction that you're selling me on it. 
You're also making me feel less guilty about my behavior."

Melissa kissed me deeply and tousled my hair.  "Oh no, honey.  Don't
feel guilty.  If you're guilty, then I'm guilty too - maybe even more
so, because I'm condoning it."

I sighed as I felt her fingers encircle my phallus and begin a slow
rhythmic series of tugs.  "Thanks again.  I love the way you
rationalize it.  And I love that you trust me.  Because you know,
without question, Katie's safe around me."

"I know that," said Melissa.  "I trust you one hundred percent, dear
Tony.  You go on doing what you love to do.  And don't feel like you
have to turn off the porn every time Katie comes into the room. 
That's just another form of education, as far as I'm concerned."

"Would it turn you on to know that I was looking at porn in plain
sight of your daughter?"

As the final flames danced in the dying candleholder, I actually
thought I saw Melissa blush.  "Maybe.  Just maybe.  Maybe the thought
of you growing hard and being visibly erect underneath your shorts in
the presence of Katie would be enough to make me feel like this -" 
She took her hand and placed it on her bald vagina.  Her lips were
thick, slick and wet and my fingers sank in easily.  I began a
double-finger strokeoff, working them in and out of her.

"So what you're saying is that I can get hard and check out nudist
pics and exhibitionist photos while Katie is sprawled on the couch,
right nearby?"

"Oh, God!"  Melissa shivered beneath me and grabbed the base of my
cock and gave it longer and faster strokes.  My member grew thicker
and longer and even harder under her ministrations.  "You didn't just
go to bikini and movie starlet sites tonight, did you?  I bet you went
to some harder places!  Do it again, Tony.  I want you to.  Do it
again, soon.  Please!"

"Do what?"

"Check out porn.  Nudist pictures aren't porn.  And exhibitionist
shots aren't really that bad."

"So you're giving me carte blanche to -"

"Check out any fucking thing you want.  Bodies fucking each other. 
Cocks slamming into cunts and -"  Melissa giggled, then sighed as my
fingers plunged deeper and then giggled again.

"What's funny?"

"And big dicks ramming into tiny puckered pink assholes!  Let's show
my Katie baby what life's really all about when two sexy people get
together."

"Or when three or four or five sexy people get together."

Melissa shivered and her fingers raked my shoulder, making me wince. 
I knew she was about to cum.  "Threesomes?  Orgies?  Oh, yes, Tony! 
YES!  YES!!! DO IT, YES, AND SHOW HER AND DON'T STOP DON'T STOP DON'T
-"

She arched her back and I watched her toes curl and dig themselves
into the mattress and suddenly she was bucking under my fingers and I
was riding her thrusts and her hand jerked me harder and faster and I
exploded against her thighs and not too much later, the only sounds in
the darkened bedroom were our after-cum sighs.


CHAPTER FIVE
After our extremely candid talk, I decided to push the envelope even
further while around  Melissa and Katie.  I took to wearing little
more than a pair of old and frayed stretch shorts while around the
house.  The thought of how visible I was underneath the thin fabric,
coupled with the arched-eyebrow looks of surprise and lust that
Melissa cast my way, kept me in a semi-state of erection a great deal
of the time.

I made no attempt to conceal the thick member beneath the fabric of my
shorts, even when I strolled past Katie.

It didn't take her long to notice me and I caught her casting many a
surreptitious glance my way, hoping to see something more than a thick
silhouette beneath my shorts.

Her looks egged me on and I rewarded her diligence from time to time.

I spent countless hours downloading porn at the computer, while Katie
and her mother at the couch, watching television.  I pretended to
watch too and contributed the occasional comment to their ongoing
babble, but my words were meant to make them look my way.  What they
saw at times was my phallus at full erection, pressed long and hard
and tight against my stomach, concealed only by the thin fabric of my
shorts.  On one or two occasions, I even let the engorged red-purple
head throb its way over the top of the waistline.  I believe that
Katie may have seen it now and then.  She certainly saw it when it
poked its way out of my shorts leg.

One day I decided to reward Katie even further.  I'm a freelance
writer and I belt out enough pieces to keep me afloat.  Therefore, I
spend most of my time writing at home.  As Melissa and I became
closer, I spent increasing days at their house, even when Melissa was
off to work at her secretary's job and Katie was in school.

I usually shower in the morning but one day I waited until Katie got
home from school.  Then I showered and came downstairs and fired up
the computer - stark naked.  Sure enough, the door clicked open and
Katie came bounding down the hall and into the living room.

"Ooops!  I am totally sorry!"  I said.

Katie laughed.  "You're naked!"

"Am I really?"  I looked down and actually ran a hand over my stomach
and down to my penis.  "Geeze, I hadn't noticed!"

We both broke up laughing.

"It's just that I didn't know how late it was.  You know me when I
write and I'm working an idea.  I went for several hours earlier, then
I went up to shower and then came back down.  I had no idea what time
it was."

"It's okay, Tony, really.  But no wonder Mom nicknamed you Nudie!"

I stretched and turned away from her.  I could tell she was looking at
me, though.  "Well, I'll go put on some clothes."

"You mean those tiny thin shorts you wear?"

"Hey, I'm technically clothed, right?  Or maybe I'll just wear my
boxers."

I walked out of the room but I could feel her eyes fixed on my back.

That night, Melissa was especially horny in bed.  We started in the
missionary position, then I rolled her over and slammed into her on
all-fours.  She loved ever second of it and I finally toppled her off
her knees and her mouth sank deeply into the bed and she ate freshly
washed sheets and she started to laugh as her cum subsided.

"What's funny?"  I asked.

She didn't reply.

"And what's got you so horny?"

Melissa rolled over and reached up for me.  Her hands encircled the
back of my neck and she pulled me down and rewarded me with a long,
tongue-probing kiss.  "You, my handsome and erotic man."

"Just me?"

"And your behavior this afternoon and tonight."

"Oh?  You mean the way I walked around naked in front of Katie when
she got home from school?  And the way I downloaded and archived tons
of naked pictures and sex stories for almost three solid hours this
evening?"

She shook her head.  "Yes, all that.  But it's simpler, really.  Just
what looking at all those kinky photos and reading those sexual
letters did to you."  She grabbed my thick penis.  "I mean, one minute
we're all in the living room and Katie and I are watching TV and
you're off in the corner, doing your Web cruising.  I look over and
you're hard as a rock underneath your obscene shorts and then - BOING!
- out comes my big friend here to say hello to me and Katie, pressed
hard against your stomach and almost to your navel."

"Sorry!"

"Liar," she said, grinning and poking me in the ribs.  "It's okay.  It
got you super-primed for tonight."

"Do you really think Katie saw me?"

"Honey, my baby girl would have to be blind to miss your big dick.  I
mean, it didn't all flop out, but the big domed head and a good two
inches below it, they were out, definitely."

"Oh well. . ."

"Hey, don't sweat it, lover.  If my girl's anything like her momma, it
probably only added fuel to her fire."

"Maybe she had a good time tonight, too."

Melissa released my member and placed both hands to her mouth.  Her
eyes squinted and I heard her stifle a giggle.  "You think?"

"Like mother, like daughter, I'm betting.  You said so yourself."

She nodded.

"And speaking of which," I said, stretching and nudging her thigh with
my organ, "want some more of this fat baby maker?"

She smiled and shook her head.  "Wish I could, but some of us have to
actually leave the house early in the morning to make our living."

I grabbed my semi-hard shaft and gave it a few wistful tugs.  "What am
I supposed to do with this?"

"Well," she laughed, "you seem to have things well in hand, as it
were."

"Hey!  Maybe I'll hit a few more websites and download a few more gems
before turning in."

Melissa shook her head.  "You really are insatiable!  Just don't stain
the rug or gum up the keyboard!"

I slapped her buttocks playfully but with enough force to make her cry
out.  Then she tossed a pillow at me and wished me a goodnight.

I blew her a kiss and left the bedroom and still completely naked,
padded down the hall to the living room.

It didn't take me long to fire up the computer again.  Very soon, I
was surfing the web, hitting one porno site after another.  I love
porn and I love to surf for it.  I never hid this love from Melissa
and she readily accepted it.  I've known enough women to know that her
acceptance of my porn love is a rare thing in a partner.  Melissa was
different.  Not only did she not care whether I surfed for it and
built a massive collection of it, but she actually enjoyed it herself
from time to time.  Moreover, she once told me, over drinks in bed one
night, that the fact that porn turned me on so much actually turned
her on.

"Excuse me?"

"No, it's true," she said.  "I think it's very enticing that you love
it."

"Why?"

"Well, I guess the bottom line explanation is that I get off over the
fact that I have such an oversexed lover, someone who finds me
extremely desirable -"

"I do!"

"--but at the same time, someone who also has a libido that's stuck in
overdrive.  Someone who literally just can't get enough in the sex
department, even with all our fucking and sucking!  Someone whose high
sex drive is acting as a corrupting influence on his sex partner by
making her more hedonistic and wanton and - yes, I'll admit it - even
a little depraved.  What a turn-on!  And speaking of which -"

Melissa grabbed my thickening penis and worked her way down to my
crotch.  Then she gave my phallus a squeeze that made it thicker,
harder.  My girlfriend slapped my erection against her right cheek and
looked up at me with a wicked grin and arched eyebrows.  I nodded. 
Then she slid the entire length into her mouth and proceeded to suck
me off, never taking her eyes off me, never blinking, not even when
she slid her left index finger into my asshole and I came and watched
her throat move with each slow swallow of cum.


CHAPTER SIX
The last summer we were together, Melissa and I decided to take a trip
to Orlando.  Since our main objective was to have some all-out fun at
the big theme parks, we took Katie with us.

We flew down and made ourselves comfortable in a hotel.  Of course we
shared a room with two beds.  It would be a five-day stay.  During the
day, we had fun at the parks; at night, we had a different kind of
fun.

I discovered that the hotel room provided the perfect excuse to flash
myself in more blatant ways.  Katie was a captive - but eager -
audience.  Mind you, I wouldn't have been so eager to show off if I
knew that I was disturbing her.  But Katie had grown accustomed to my
lounging around the house in next to nothing.  She had also been
treated to some major flashes.  So what she saw in the hotel was just
a charged up extension of what was going on around the house, but in
closer quarters.  And Katie made it all too clear that she was a very
eager audience.

Of course I packed my laptop and took it with me.  I also took several
CD-ROMs full of archived porn that I'd downloaded.  The discs were a
small part of my ever-expanding home library.  Melissa thought my
"porno addiction" (as she called it) both funny and a turn on.  At
home, she would sit at the computer with me from time to time and
check out the pictures and letters I was downloading.  Most of the
time, I wore a pair of cut-off shorts or the thin gray shorts that
served me well for major flashes.  After Melissa stressed that I
should be as comfortable as I wanted to be around the house, I took to
wearing my boxers when I was home for the evening, and nothing else. 
If Melissa saw me get hard while we were surfing the net for porn, she
would eagerly extract my phallus through the open fly of my shorts and
pump me while we gazed at picture after picture of couples banging
away, single ladies sprawled out and nude, and even pictures of men
jerking themselves off and close-ups of penises exploding in blissful
cums.  Melissa thrilled to jacking me to a full-blown orgasm while we
sat at the computer.  Afterward, she would clean me thoroughly with a
warm and soapy washcloth.  Of course, if Katie was around, we had to
be more careful.  Sometimes, though, Melissa would still sit and check
out the porn sites with me, telling Katie to keep away from the `puter
and the pervy adults.  Katie just laughed and continued to watch TV or
read a book or magazine.  Every now and then, though, she stole a peek
our way.  Most the time, she just saw her mom in a large T-shirt and
g-string panties, sitting next to me in my underwear.  Sometimes,
though, if we came across an especially hot set of pictures, I would
begin to moan and groan and Melissa would laugh at me and tell me to
calm down.  Her hand snuck quick rubs over my hardness though.  Even
through my underwear, her ministrations felt delicious.

At our hotel, though, our situation grew even more adventurous.  Katie
was often the first in bed.  Melissa would stay up later and read.  I
sat at the table, reading scores of sex stories I'd downloaded from
Google and various sites, and looking at nudie pictures on my CD-ROMs
and rubbing myself through my underwear.  Melissa would cast eyes over
her magazine and smile around the pages.  She would rub my crotch with
her bare feet and eventually, she would slide across to the edge of
the bed and motion for me to stand.  I would and she slipped my
underwear down and off, pushed me back onto the chair and gave me
delicious blowjobs.  It was a hyper rush to look over my girlfriend's
lustrous locks and see Katie asleep a few feet away, even as her
mother plunged her mouth over my penis and swallowed it.  "Shouldn't
we go to the bathroom?" I remember whispering once.  Melissa grunted
and shook her head No.  Who was I to argue?  Her mouth was
velvety-warm and oh so smooth, but her finishes were fantastic. 
Melissa's ministrations would increase in speed until my shaft was
sliding in and out of her mouth like a flesh piston.  Then the head of
my penis swelled to a bright bulbous purple knob and I exploded all
over her breasts.  Sometimes I'd return the favor by performing
cunnilingus on Melissa, but other times we simply went to bed.

It was on this trip that I started exhibiting myself more overtly -
and for longer periods - in front of Katie.  In the past, except for
quick glimpses in the hallway and half-revealed hard-on shots while I
sat at the computer, I seldom let Katie see me totally nude.  Things
changed quickly in the hotel.  I slept naked.  When I would get up, I
would walk to the bathroom nude and come back out, then I'd put on my
underwear.  One morning, I pretended to be engrossed reading something
on my computer and stayed completely naked for a few minutes, even
after Katie woke up and we exchanged "good morning" greetings.  Mind
you, I wasn't stroking myself, but I was sitting with my legs open and
facing her bed.  My penis was thick and semi-hard, lazing on the
chair.  Katie stole several glances at it while she dug around her
little travel bag, looking for some clothes before heading for the
shower.

Melissa slept late but I woke her up by prodding her ass with my
erection the second Katie went into the bathroom.

"Mmmmm. . .What has you so worked up this morning?" she asked.

I told her about Katie catching me reading some porn in the nude.

"Were you stroking your pole?" she asked, then giggled.

"Nope.  I was a good little boy, Mommy.  Just reading."

"Reading naughty letters and stories, I'll bet, baby boy.  That's why
your pee-pee got all hard and thick and long."

"Really, Mommy?"

"Mmm-hmm," Melissa slurred, "but that's okay because Mommy likes your
pole nice and hard.  Yummy!"

"I'll be good from now on, Mommy."

"I sure hope not!"

"I mean, I'll be good in front of Katie."

"Why?  She's seen it all now!"

"Well, not all, but -" I dropped the kid act.  "I mean, her seeing me
naked for longer periods of time - you sure you don't mind?"

"Absolutely not," she replied.  "Do whatever makes you feel good."

"Whatever?"

She smiled and slapped my ass playfully.  "You know what I mean.  I
trust you completely, so have fun."

We kissed again and talked some more.  After a while, I felt myself
start to stir, but just then, we heard the CLICK of the bathroom door
and Katie stepped back into the room, combing her wet hair.  She
caught us on top of each other and I pretended to be tickling Melissa.
 Then I was really tickling her and she was dying and I wouldn't stop
until I turned to Katie and said, "You're next!"

I leaped out of bed, still naked, and tackled the cutie.  We both fell
across her bed, she on her stomach, me across her back, buns and legs.
 My semi-hard phallus slapped loudly against her right thigh.  She
squirmed and started giggling even before my fingers danced all over
her tank top and blue cutoffs and tanned legs.  Then I did something
that was bold even by my standards.  I struggled with Katie and rolled
her onto her back and climbed atop her, pinning her arms with my
forearms and sitting lightly on top of her stomach.  Now my penis and
heavy round testicles were literally resting on her stomach. 
"Melissa, I need some help tickling your daughter!"

Katie squealed as Melissa joined in tickling the tickling frenzy. 
Mother tickled daughter up and down her torso, her sides, her thighs,
her squirming bare feet.

"Say Uncle!" I cried.

She tried but couldn't stop laughing.  "Unc--!  UNC!"

"What?  Can't say Uncle?  Okay, then say, `I am sexy!'"

Katie was beside herself and now Melissa was laughing, even as she
cast glances at the way my phallus was resting as though someone had
tossed it carelessly and heavily across her daughter's bare abdomen.

"I - AM - Sex!"

"Oh, you are?  Pleased to meet you, Sex!"

"STOP!  I'm gonna pee!"

"Oh my!"  Melissa cried.

"Sheesh!"  I said.  "I knew you might be a little kinky, Katie, but I
didn't know you were THAT kinky!"

With that, I dismounted, so to speak and let her go, but not before
squatting directly over her face and climbing off her in such a way
that she had a brief but completely unobstructed view of my dangling
penis and balls and probably even a quick shot of my asshole no more
than four inches from her face.

"I need a shower," I said.

"A cold one, I'm betting," Melissa said and winked at me.

"Care to join me?"

"Sure, why not.  We'll help Florida conserve water by going twofers." 
We went in to the bathroom and as soon as I shut the door, Melissa
shoved me against it and drilled her tongue into my mouth.  We
exchanged a long wet kiss.  Sometime between probing each other's
mouths, I heard her mumble something.  I asked her what she was
saying.

"That you're so damned sexy and crazy," she said.  "And oversexed!"

"We mustn't forget the obvious, right?  That you're as bad as I am!"

"Me?"  She laughed.  "Little innocent me?"

I bent her over the counter and spread her legs and ran my fingers
through her wet slit.  Then I brought my digits up to her face and
rubbed them across her nose and mouth.  "Yeah, you.  Look at you,
sopping like a gorgeous bitch!"

"That would be me alright!"  She laughed and reached behind her and
spread her asscheeks wide open.  "Partake, my love."

"Now?"

"Now."

I knelt down and bit her left cheek lightly, then her right.  "What a
smorgasbord!  Where to begin?"

She giggled.  "Why not be a dirty little oinker and start with the
pretty puckered pink hole?"

I slapped her ass hard.  "You know, Melissa, sometimes you surprise
me."

"Why?  You like it - and I love it!"

I wet my right index finger and shoved the top part into her anus. 
The rest of my finger quickly followed, sliding inside the warm cavern
like a warm knife through butter.  "Yes, I guess we know each other
pretty well.  And it's appropriate that should I worship your asshole
this morning."

"Why?"

"Because I think we're both getting naughtier and dirtier."

"I agree, honey," she sighed.  "You're corrupting me beyond belief -
and I love it!  Now slide that finger in and out of my anus while you
eat my pussy."

And I did.


THE END

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