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Band Parents

By: BillyBobJoeEd



There were a lot of things I was dreading about my son's freshman year at High School. Most of them had something to do with being a "band parent", and the stigma attached to those fanatical parent boosters of their children's musical endeavors. I had already seen what they could be like at the middle school level, and I knew the high school's boosters were even more over the top. Still, since I had taken early retirement at age 50 and my sideline consulting business wasn't filling all my time, I decided to get involved. Whatever I had imagined band parents to be, it was not Linda Kowalski, the president of the band parents organization. Tall, slim to the point of being wiry, with short blonde hair and pale blue eyes, Linda held the state franchise for parental involvement. The energy she put into it was unfathomable. What was amazing was the quiet and unassuming way in which she accomplished all this, because Linda was a very quiet woman. She almost seemed shy.

I first met Linda at the beginning of the marching band rehearsals that started before the school year began. She was organizing sign-up for the coming year, strong-arming the newcomers like me into getting involved in the band boosters. She was alone at the table and it was pretty busy, so I volunteered right then to sit next to her and help with the sign-ups. Once all the parents had dropped their kids off for the first day of practice, things were quiet, so we chatted a bit and got to know each other. I liked her.

As we chatted and shared little details about our lives, it turned out we had many of the same interests. It also came out that we lived fairly close to each other. There was a city park between our homes, and we both liked to jog on the track there to get our exercise. The only reason we'd never seen each other there was simply a matter of timing. I usually got my run done before 6:00 AM. Linda said she did her running after she dropped her daughter, Abby, at school. Somehow, and I'm not sure except that I liked Linda's company, she ended up talking me into changing my exercise schedule. The next morning, after dropping my son off at band practice, I met Linda at the track. It became a pleasant routine. We would jog and talk almost daily for the next couple of weeks. We were developing a nice friendship, which was fine by me. I enjoyed her company. 

The first day of classes, I dropped my son at the school door and hurried home to slip into my jogging shorts and a t-shirt, eager to see my friend Linda again. Sure enough she was there when I arrived, just beginning her stretching and warm-up. I joined her on the track and we talked as we stretched. She complained to me that her husband was going to be out of town the next two weeks on business. "It's getting old," she said. "Sometimes I feel like I've raised my girls on my own, he's gone so much." 

"I've been there, Linda," I said sympathetically. "Getting downsized was actually a blessing."

"Oh well, I guess we do what we have to do," she sighed as she got to her feet. "Let's run." After our usual 4 miles, we slowed to a walk and back into those conversations I increasingly looked forward to as part of my morning routine. The talk was innocuous, still mostly a get acquainted time. Linda was easy to talk to most days, and today was no different. After we'd cooled and walked back to where we'd started, she looked at her watch. "Dang it," she spat. "I'm going to be late for a meeting if I don't get going."

"See you tomorrow, then?" I asked, much the same as I did every day. 

"How about lunch later?" she asked. "With Abby in school I'm on my own, and . . . well, today I'd like a little company."

"Sure." I said. "I've only got a little business to cover today. I can meet you about 12:30. But where?"

"Do you like sushi?" she asked with a hopeful look in her eyes. "I'm the only one in the house who likes it."

"Same here," I chuckled. "They don't know what they're missing."

"Yamamoto's at 12:30, then," Linda smiled. "See you there." She walked quickly across the track and toward her house and I stumbled back home for a shower.

The morning went slower than usual. The business that I had to handle was quickly covered with a phone call and a couple of emails and I was left to wait for the clock to inch its way toward the time to go. Linda was already seated at a table when I got there. She smiled at waved me over as I came in the door. She was wearing a grey skirt and a powder-blue sweater. I liked the color on her because it matched her eyes. Linda had put on a little extra makeup and was wearing a little string of pearls with matching earrings. I think it was the first time I'd seen her dressed so nicely. "You look very nice," I said, now wondering if I should have dressed nicer than the jeans and polo shirt I'd thrown on after my shower. Funny how even a small compliment can be taken in such a big way. Linda lit up into a smile and almost blushed. "Thanks," was all she said.

I really had no expectations about lunch. As far as I was concerned it was just lunch with a friend, and that's what it was. Linda seemed awfully glad for the company, and I'll have to admit that eating sushi with a friend was a welcome change for me as well. We sat and talked long after our meal was finished and our checks had been paid, and would have kept on talking except Linda's PDA beeped in her purse.

"Oh my," she chuckled. "Did you realize school's going to be out in a half hour?"

"Time flies when it's spent with someone you enjoy talking to, doesn't it?" I mused. 

"Sure does," she sighed. "Thanks for meeting me here. I really needed it, I guess."

"Not a problem," I assured her. "Just let me know when you need it again."

"I will," she said with a wink. "But for now we'd better go get our kids."

We walked out to the parking lot behind the restaurant. There were no other cars there but ours. Linda turned toward me, and I expected the usual goodbye, but instead she suddenly wrapped her arms around me and kissed me on the lips. I was startled, but almost without thinking, I responded. Our tongues met and wrestled as the kiss escalated toward feverish levels, and then I felt Linda's hands grasping my buttocks, pulling me toward her as my rapidly engorging cock pressed against her flat stomach. 

It was over almost as quickly as it started. Linda pulled herself away from me, looking nervously around the parking lot. It was still empty. "Race you to school," she giggled as she stepped toward her minivan, leaving me standing there wondering where this would lead.

I spent the rest of the day in a daze. Fortunately I didn't have to do a lot of work, so my mind was free to wander on the meaning of Linda's kiss and the unexpected direction my friendship with her had taken. My friendship with her hadn't started because of any physical attraction that I was aware of. On the other hand, there was something sexy about Linda -- a combination of intelligence and humor, a smile that started with her eyes and lit up her entire face. I liked her the moment I met her, not so much because of her physical features but because of the kind of person she was. Just to mentally check if I'd missed anything, I found myself cataloging her physical features. She was tall and lean, with a runner's physique. She wasn't busty at all. I would guess about an A cup from what I know about women's bra sizes. All-in-all, not the sort of woman I usually find myself ogling. Not to say she wasn't pretty. Linda had very pleasant features. She did appear to have a nice ass. A man has to notice such a thing when a woman in spandex running shorts does stretching exercises in front of him, but I'm like most men, I see women's rears when they go by and note the ones that are nice looking. "If I were going to have an affair," I thought to myself, "I could see it happening with someone like Linda."

Then my mind started to consider the possibilities. I'd had a couple of affairs years before, but I hadn't been with another woman in over ten years, and never - neither before nor after marriage -- had I been with a blonde woman. My imagination started me down the path, wondering if she was truly a blonde. Her eyebrows were pale, so I guessed she was. Then I wondered what her pubic hair was like. That led me to muse about what her pussy looked like, whether her inner lips and clit were prominent or shy, light or dark. I wondered if her nipples were large or small, light or dark. I was getting more curious about her naked body all the time.

Needless to say, I was distracted enough that my wife noticed it at dinner. I just mumbled something about "being off my feed" and retreated to the bedroom to read a book while she watched TV for the evening. I had turned out the light and rolled on my side to face the wall when she came to bed. I guess she assumed I was asleep, but my mind wasn't letting me rest. All night long, I kept replaying the kiss in my brain, wondering where it would lead me next.

The next morning, I dropped my son off at school, then came home to change into my running clothes and headed for the park. I was just starting to stretch and get warmed up when Linda came to the track. She smiled and greeted me as if nothing was different. I tried to be that natural, and I guess I succeeded, but I was feeling very awkward about things.

Nothing was said at all as we ran our regular distances, and then walked through our cool-down laps. As we returned to the spot where we'd left our things, the tension of it all was getting to me. Linda turned to pick up the sweatshirt she had discarded for the run, and then turned back toward me. "It's going to be a gorgeous afternoon," she said brightly. "What do you say to a picnic lunch?"

"OK."

"Say, over there?" She pointed toward a couple of picnic tables at the edge of the woods bordering the park. "You grab some KFC and I'll bring some homemade coleslaw and some drinks. By the way, I like white meat. Extra crispy."

"Sound good to me"

"See you about 12:30 then," she said with a wave. Then she was walking away toward her house.

I headed home, hurried through my work and took a shower just in time to drive by the KFC for some chicken and biscuit meals before I went to the park. When I pulled up to the parking area close to the picnic tables, I noticed that Linda's SUV was the only car there. Linda was sitting on the farthest picnic table with a cooler beside her. She was wearing denim shorts and a white sleeveless blouse that buttoned down the front. As I got closer, I noticed that it was unbuttoned much lower than her usual propriety allowed.

"Right on time," she said with a grin as I approached. "I have a surprise for you."

"You're full of those lately," I said.

"I think you'll like this one," she giggled. Then, reaching behind her, she brought out a blanket. "Ta-da! I also found us a nice secluded place to spread this out. Bring the cooler and follow me."

She didn't wait for my answer; she just bounded off the picnic table and scampered off down a trail toward the woods. My stomach tightened with nerves at about the same time my cock started to twitch at the sight of the rump that had made itself the object of fantasy last night. As I rounded a bend in the trail, I saw Linda waiting, half hidden in a clump of bushes.

"Through here," she said as she motioned to me. "I found a clearing back off the trail."

I followed her closely. What little trail existed was narrow and low branches hung over it. Obviously not many people explored this side path. Linda and I went back a good 50 yards from the main route, until she suddenly cut through an even smaller opening next to a fallen tree. Suddenly we were in a fair sized clearing that had been left when the tree fell. Linda went to work spreading the blanket immediately. When she had done that, she sat down on the edge of the blanket and pulled off her sneakers and socks. I put the cooler and the chicken on the blanket, then sat close to her and did the same. 

We ate our lunch and talked and I was feeling relaxed in her presence again. Linda really was a person I could talk to easily. When all the chicken was gone, she set the boxes aside and turned toward me.

"Now for dessert," she said with a grin as she walked toward me on her knees and pushed me onto my back on the blanket. Her lips met mine in a kiss every bit as searing and passionate as the one the day before. This time I didn't resist. I wrapped my arms around her and rolled us onto our sides. The kiss deepened and continued as we pulled each other closer. Linda threw a leg up over my hip, an invitation for me to slide a thigh between hers. No sooner had I done that, than she began to grind her pussy against my leg. 

Taking my clue from her actions, I rolled her onto her back, and lay beside her while my hand went to the buttons on her blouse. Her breathing quickened as I unbuttoned her shirt and exposed a white satin bra with a front clasp. When all the buttons were undone, I reached for the clasp between the cups and popped it open. I used my hand to push the cups out of the way. I could tell as I moved them aside that they were heavily padded. Linda, it turned out, barely had breasts at all, but her nipples were large, dark and puffy.

"I hope you're not disappointed," she said, biting her lip. "I'm so small."

I didn't answer. I merely leaned down and took one of her amazing nipples in my mouth. It hardened instantly. I began to suck on it, alternately swirling my tongue around it and sucking hard on it. Everything I did to her nipples seemed to make Linda moan louder and squirm more. When I bit gently on the stiffened bud, she threw her head back and groaned, "Yes!" Had I made her climax just from nipple play?

In order to give the other nipple some attention, I moved between her slender thighs. She spread wide and wrapped her legs around my hips, grinding her mound against my cock through our clothes like we were a high school couple in a parked car. Just like a male half of such a couple, I started to move to the next phase. Sliding down and trailing kisses down her belly, I moved to the next target -- the snap of her shorts. There was no resistance as I fumbled with the button and the zipper. In fact, she lifted her hips and pushed her shorts down for me, baring panties that matched the bra that was now hanging loosely from her slim shoulders.

"I have to taste you," I whispered as I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down. My cock twitched when I realized it was a thong. It was also soaking wet, as was the dense mat of long blonde curls that covered her mound. I finished sliding her shorts and panties down her long legs and off and then placed my hands on her inner thighs and spread her legs open. The wonderful smell that emanated from her soaking pussy was nearly overwhelming. My head was almost spinning as I slid my tongue along her wet slit, starting from her hole and then upward between her meaty inner lips and across her clitoral hood. I felt her hands on the back of my head, pulling me closer. 

I ate her with gusto, but also teasingly. I wanted her to reach a high plateau and let her orgasm build strength before I let her have her release. When I felt that she was getting too close, I would concentrate on another spot. Several times I could hear her growl with frustration, but she knew what I was doing. I brought a hand up and slipped a finger inside her just enough to find that crinkled bit of vaginal lining that marked her G spot. Her moans of approval grew louder. Again I backed off slightly to let the force build. As her arousal grew even greater, she started to pinch and pull her own nipples, sometimes quite forcefully. When I decided the time was right to finally let her climax, I withdrew my finger from her pussy. Another growl of frustration met my ears, but I didn't give her time to ask for my finger back. Instead, I sucked her clit and inner lips all into my mouth and flicked my tongue over her swollen nubbin as I worked that pussy-slick index finger into her anus. Once it was in to about the second knuckle, Linda exploded. Her back arched and her hips lifted several inches as her arms flew out to her sides to clutch the blanket. A long loud moan escaped her lips as I hung on for dear life and rode out her climax with my head pinned between her thighs. As she began to go limp after her orgasm, I pulled my finger from her back door.

"You're the first man that's ever been there," she panted. "God, what you do to me. I hope you brought a condom. I've got to have you inside me." I hadn't planned that far ahead, unfortunately, and apologized that I hadn't brought any "supplies". Linda looked very disappointed.

"Dummy," she said with a laugh as she punched my arm. "Well, there's always next time. For now, though, I want to repay the favor."

I didn't have to wonder what she meant. In a flash, her long fingers were attacking the button fly of my Levis and she was tugging at the waistband. I lifted my hips and helped her slide my jeans and boxer shorts down my legs until I could kick them off one foot. She didn't give me time to take them completely off. Her cool hand cupped my balls as she wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock and lowered her mouth to the head. "Nice!" was all she said before engulfing me.

Linda's mouth was warm, wet and extremely active. If she had just concentrated on the head of my cock, I wouldn't have lasted any time at all, but she was everywhere. One moment, she'd be trying to deep throat me, then she'd only be flicking her tongue around the head. Next she would drop down and lick at my balls while jacking me off with her hand. Just when that began to feel too wonderful, she'd hold my cock so it pointed straight up in the air and gave the shaft long licks with her tongue. She was moaning around my cock almost as much as she had been when I was eating her. All I could do was lie back and watch while trying not to cum too soon, which was a grave danger despite her obvious talent for prolonging a man's pleasure.

Every once in a while, Linda would turn her head and look at me with glassy eyes and whisper, "It's been so long . . . so fucking long," before she would resume her oral tour of my genitals. It seemed to last forever, like so many perfect moments do, but eventually my balls were drawing up tight like they do when I'm getting close, and I knew that my climax was inevitable.

"I'm getting close," I said. "Really close."

"Mmmph," was all I heard, but suddenly Linda's mouth motions changed. She concentrated solely on the head of my cock, applying a little suction and swirling her tongue madly around and around the crown of my glans until I couldn't take any more. With a grunt, I began to unload my sperm in her mouth. She moaned and I could feel her swallowing it as it poured from me. There are times when I can tell I'm pumping a big load because I can feel it flowing up my cock. This was one of those times. I'd been aroused off and on since lunch the day before and had been rock hard since the kissing had begun and all the way through bringing Linda to climax, so I know I had built up quite a helping of jism, but Linda seemed to enjoy drinking it more than any woman I've ever been sucked by (not that I'd experienced that many).

As my climax ended, Linda held me in her mouth, gently sucking to catch every drop that she could. When I finally became too sensitive to let her continue, I pulled her away from my now deflating cock, which she let slip from her mouth with a slight pop.

"Wow," she said as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "That was tasty."

"I'm glad you liked it," I chuckled.

"Like it?" she laughed. "I loved it. I actually came again just from feeling you spurt in my mouth!"

She lay her head on my chest for a moment, then scooted up to kiss me deeply again. I could taste myself in her mouth. It was a new flavor for me, but I found it exciting. I could probably have started over again if she hadn't suddenly pushed me away.


Band Parents Ch. 02



The weather was turning cooler, and even though Linda and I met almost every morning for our run, it was getting too cool to be making love on a blanket outdoors. We voiced our frustration to one another and were discussing getting a hotel room, as neither of us wanted to risk being caught having sex at home. We had even cleared our calendars for the tryst. The plan was supposed to be finalized on Monday morning for a getaway on Thursday while the band was having an after-school practice.

When I got to the park on Monday morning, Linda was already there doing her warmups and stretches. I stood near her on the track and started stretching too as I prepared for our run. Linda looked at me nervously and said, "there's been a slight change in our plans."

"Is Thursday not going to work?" I asked, ready for the disappointment to hit.

"It's a long story," she muttered. "And it's very complicated. I'll tell you after we run."

What could be so long and complicated that she couldn't have given me a synopsis now and saved the details for me later, but I decided not to press her on it. I knew Linda well enough by now to let her tell me in her own time. It was when we were walking our cool-down laps that she started to open up.

"It's this way. You know how I complain about my husband Charles being gone so much?"

"Yes." 

"Well, this weekend, he was home, and we had a long talk about that." She paused for a long moment, then added "...and other things."

"Troubles?" I asked nervously.

"Actually, no," she smiled. "But a few surprises."

"Such as?" 

"Uh..." She stammered. "First of all, he's going to be traveling less."

"You've wanted that," I said blandly, realizing that it could cut down on the time she could spend with me. I still dreaded the thought that our brief affair was going to end.

"Yes, I know..." she replied. She didn't sound very happy at the prospects either. "There's something else, too. We had a long talk about sex – or rather the lack of it, and... we, uh, got the basic issue straightened out and he promised to be more attentive... and... shit, I don't know how to say this."

"Blurt it out, Linda, I encouraged her. "I'll forgive you in advance for any lack of tact." Now I was sure she was going to end things between us.

She took a deep breath. As fast as she could say it, she spurted out, "We somehow got to talking about fantasies and things like that, and he confessed that one of his fantasies was to watch me with another man, and how hard that made him to think about it, and I ... I ended up telling him about you and me... sort of ... I didn't tell him I'd actually done it and I didn't name any names. I told it to him like a fantasy, that this gorgeous man in the band parents' organization was the kind of man that would tempt me to stray, the kind of man I'd readily climb in bed with. He wanted details of the kinds of things I'd do with this 'mystery man' and I told him everything you and I did in the park, the way you ate me that first time, the way I sucked you off, that wonderful fucking you gave me the next time we met. He was so worked up that he fucked me five times on Saturday night, talking about watching you pound my pussy – his words! – and every time he said anything about you cumming inside me, he came himself."

"Wow," was all I could say.

"So now he's all hot to go about watching us," she said as she looked at me expectantly. "And I told him I'd try and 'seduce' this man."

"So that's our slight change in plans?" 

"Yes, if you're not freaked out by the whole thing," she said. "I know it's kind of a strange request and all..."

"Will he actually be in the room with us?" I asked.

"No," she said reassuringly. "His plan was to watch from the closet while I had my first time with you. . . or the first time that he actually knows about."

"I don't know," I said. "I've never been one to put on a show."

"I understand," Linda mumbled. I'm sure she was thinking that I was backing out. "But look at the special benefits this has to offer. For one thing, we can get completely naked. That's much better than being in the woods, and I've wanted to feel all of your skin against mine. Plus, we can make all the noise we want – and we don't have to use condoms!"

"But condoms were your condition," I pointed out.

"Yes, but no condoms is my husband's condition," Linda said, "because the rest of his fantasy is licking me clean once you leave."

I was a bit shocked. Charles was obviously kinkier than I would've expected. "Are you OK with it?" I asked.

"I guess I'm OK with it. Really I don't care. I just want to feel your cock without anything in the way. I want you to feel what my walls really feel like. I want to feel your big load oozing out of me." She seemed to be almost in a trance just talking about it. "And you know what else?"

"What?"

"I've discovered that the very idea that a load of sperm is oozing out into my man's mouth while he licks me makes my orgasms really intense."

"And how did you discover that?"

"Charles practiced it. Several times in fact," she giggled, then stopped and looked seriously at me. "Can we meet Thursday like we'd planned for the hotel?"

"I've already cleared my calendar," I assured her.

"Great. Just come over to the house around 10:00."

"What about prying neighbors?" I asked, suddenly more nervous about what they might see than what people walking the trail in the park might have discovered during our earlier adventures.

"I'm band president, silly," she laughed. "It's such a constant parade of people that the neighbors don't even blink anymore. But don't worry about the parade, I've told people I won't be home, since I didn't plan to be home anyway. Oh, and don't you dare jack off this week. I want you to leave a huge load in my cunt."

We met for our run every morning that week, and during our cool-down walks, we worked out the details and the script. At 10:00 Monday morning I drove up to Linda's house, parked my car and nervously knocked on the front door. She looked a bit panicked as she ushered me inside. We made a show of talking band stuff for a few minutes. I was sure I heard the upstairs floor creak slightly as we talked about the upcoming trip to a marching band festival. Linda stood close to me as we talked, touching my arm and batting her eyes at me. They were bright with lust. Then she leaned in and kissed me. According to our plan, I didn't respond like I was familiar with her kisses.

"What was that about?" I stammered with feigned shock.

"It's about the fact that I want you," she said forcefully as she wrapped her arms around me. "I want you to fuck me, right now. If you're not willing, then you can leave and I'll never mention it again, but if you are, then come with me..."

"I don't know..." I murmured, trying to sound hesitant. 

Linda grasped my already-stiff cock through the front of my slacks. "I'll make it worth your while," she cooed. She moved forward, pressing her full length against me. Then, taking my hand, she pulled me up the stairs toward the master bedroom. Once there, she wrapped her long arms around me again and feverishly kissed me. I let myself respond this time.

Linda had, no doubt on purpose, placed us directly in front of the closet doors for this kiss. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the louvered closet door move slightly as Charles moved to get a better view as this 'stranger' kissed his wife. I closed my eyes and moved both my hands to grab Linda's firm buttocks. I began to work her loose denim skirt up in the back until I had it bunched up around her waist, then I slipped my hands under the waistband of her silky panties and began to knead the warm flesh in my hands. I knew Charles could see every bit of this because I had subtly turned us so that her back was to the closet. I pushed her panties down slightly so he could watch as I traced a finger down the cleft between her cheeks and began moving toward her asshole. I thought I heard a muffled groan from the closet. Maybe Linda did, too, because she moaned out loud as if she was trying to cover it – or maybe she merely groaned because my finger had made contact with the crinkled rosebud of her anus.

"My, aren't you the naughty one?" she giggled.

"Me? Naughty?" I teased. "You're the one who did the propositioning here."

"Yes, I did," she giggled. "And you're catching on very quickly."

I removed my hands from Linda's ass, leaving her skirt bunched up in the back. As I slowly turned us so Charles could get a better view from the closet, my hands moved to the front of her shirt to fumble with the buttons there. I got most of them undone, then opened her shirt to reveal the next layer. She was wearing a baby-blue satin bra with a front clasp, nearly identical to the white one she had been wearing during our first tryst on a blanket in the woods. I opened the clasp, again pushing the heavily padded cups aside to reveal her tiny breasts with their dark, puffy and very sensitive nipples.

"I hope you're not disappointed," she murmured, biting her lip as she looked into my eyes. "I'm so small." This was the same thing she had said when we first began our affair, and I responded the same way I had then. I lowered my head and took a nipple in my mouth. For Charles' benefit, I made sure to make my slurping noises extra loud. Linda's moans were louder than her usual purrs, too. While I was busy sucking her nipples to full hardness, Linda quickly shed the rest of her clothes until all that remained were the pair of baby blue panties that matched her bra. She lifted my head away from her breasts and had me stand up. I hated to take my mouth off her tasty nipples, but I stood and took a step back to admire the view. 

Linda smiled coyly at me, then turned her back and pushed the panties down over her hips. She gave a little wiggle as she smiled over her shoulder at me and I was tempted to drop to my knees for a taste of her cheeks, but there wasn't time for that. She kicked the panties off onto the pile of her clothes and turned to face me. Right away I noticed she'd trimmed up her pubes. All that was left now was a "landing strip" of very short blonde fuzz.

Once Linda had shed her panties, she began to strip me, starting with my shirt, which she unbuttoned and pulled from the waistband of my slacks. Her hands were trembling, whether from nerves or arousal, I couldn't tell. Next, she opened my belt, popped the button of my waistband and yanked down my zipper in what almost seemed like one motion. Hooking her thumbs in my belt loops, she jerked my slacks roughly down over my hips and let them fall to my ankles, where I kicked them and my loafers off at the same time. She dropped gracefully to her knees with her head at the same level as the erection starting to strain my underwear, and I noticed that she had subtly turned me so that Charles can see everything as she pulls my briefs down. My cock, almost completely hard by that point, bounced up when she freed it from its tight confines, almost hitting her in the face. 

"Beautiful" she moaned as she grasped it with both hands. "And little bigger than I'm used to," she added, looking up to give me a wink that only I could see. She opened her mouth wide and took about half my length in for a quick deep suck, then pulled her mouth off me with a loud smack. "I'd love to just keep sucking until I could drink you dry," she said in a sultry voice, "but I've got to have this beauty inside me as soon as possible."

She stood and, grabbing my raging erection, pulled me to the bed. Releasing her grip on my cock, she fell onto her back and lifted her knees, spreading herself wide. In this pose I'm sure even Charles could see how wet and wide-open her pussy was. She was so wet that her juices had begun to run out of her and down her thighs as we were standing, and now I could see a fresh pearl of liquid poised at the entrance of her vagina, just about to slip down the crack of her ass. I leaned down and noisily licked it up, bringing a loud moan from her as my tongue swiped upward and bumped her erect clit. It wouldn't have taken long to get her off, but she pulled at my shoulders and I clambered between her outspread thighs and lowered myself onto her. Our lips and tongues met in a blistering open-mouthed kiss at almost the same instant that my erection began to slip into her. I slid all the way into her pussy with absolutely no resistance at all. The moan she let out as I entered her would have been a scream had our mouths not been locked together in such a passionate kiss. 

I loved the feel of her vaginal walls without the condom in the way. She was slick and velvety, almost hot inside, as I began to work my cock in and out of her in easy, full-length strokes. Linda wrapped her legs around my waist and locked her ankles behind my back, opening herself even wider to my penetration, and actively fucked back at me. Her hips would roll away from me as my cock slid out of her, and just as I would reach the apex of my stroke, with only the head of my cock in her grasping pussy, she would tilt her hips upward to accept my downstroke while digging her heels into my ass to pull my crotch toward hers. When I was fully inside her with my balls bumping against her ass, she would let out another moan and I could feel her walls clamping down on my shaft.

Soon she unlocked her legs from around me and spread her knees wide, took her hands from my shoulders and pulled her own thighs wider and toward her chest. "Fuck me hard and deep," she panted. "I love your big hard cock in me."

Moving up on my knees, I took Linda's legs and draped them over my shoulders and began to pound into her pussy as hard as I could. She went wild, moaning and thrashing on the bed, clawing at the sheets. The same litany of dirty talk that accompanied our first coupling began again as she reached the first of a string of climaxes that took all of my willpower and determination to ride through without cumming myself.

Even that, apparently, wasn't enough for her this time, for she soon reached down and began playing with herself as I fucked her. My pubic bone was mashing against her finger as she rubbed her clit, and I'm sure it was causing quite a lot of pressure on her clit. It just made Linda go even wilder. After just a few moments of this, her entire body went completely rigid. Then, with an ear-splitting scream, she went over the edge with a huge climax. Then she went limp, letting her legs fall back down to the bed. I stopped plunging into her for a moment, letting the "aftershocks" of her climax squeeze my cock. I could feel her juices literally pouring out of her and running down my balls to drip on the bed.

Linda soon regained a little strength, enough to pull me down for a passionate kiss. Then she held me close and whispered in my ear, "I want to ride you." I rolled us over without pulling out of her and she rose to her knees and began rocking her hips as she sat on my cock. Now and then she would lift herself up and let my cock slide almost all the way out of her, then slide back down until our groins met again. I'm sure Charles could see my cock sliding in and out of his wife quite well from his vantage point in the closet. I watched her as she blissfully ground herself against me. Her eyes were closed and there was a contented smile on her flushed face. Her smile got even bigger when I reached up with both hands and began to play with the hard nipples that stood out from her small pointy breasts.

After a few minutes of this, Linda opened her eyes and winked at me mischievously. Taking one of my hands, she drew it toward her mouth and sucked sensuously on one my index finger as she lowered herself down to me. As our chests touched, she whispered, "Finger my ass." I obliged her by gripping her cheeks in both hands and slowly spreading them even more as she hunched up and down on my erection. Scooping up some of the copious juices from around Linda's pussy and moving them up to her already lubricated ass, I started gently running a finger around the crinkled little rosebud of her anus. 

"What do you think you're doing?" she said with mock indignation as she lifted herself up and winked at me as if to encourage me to play along.

"Don't you like it?" I asked.

"Well, actually, it does feel kinda nice," she said hesitantly. 

I didn't reply, but began applying a bit more force to my gentle rubbing of her rear opening. Linda responded by pressing herself down harder on my cock, which caused her anus to push itself out at me slightly. I took that as my cue to begin working my finger inside her rectum. With all the lubrication it was quite easy to slip a finger all the way inside her. 

"Oh, my GOD!" Linda wailed. "No man has ever been there before, and ... OH! I think I'm going to fucking cum again! Wow!" 

I could feel her muscles clamping down on both my finger and my cock as all her passages began their ride through a huge climax. Linda was incoherent, screaming, beating her fists against the mattress and bucking her hips uncontrollably. She even bit my shoulder at one point, though not hard enough to hurt.

I had, somehow, managed to ride through her earlier climaxes, but I could no longer hold back the flood of sperm that began to boil up from my balls. As Linda went rigid atop me, I bucked upward, thrusting my cock so deeply into her that I could feel her cervix against my cock-head, and then I erupted into her, filling her womb from point-blank range with an absolutely enormous ejaculation. I don't ever recall feeling as if that much cum was pouring out of me. Jet after jet pulsed from me and her walls squeezed me as if milking me for more.

I had barely caught my breath from that overwhelming orgasm, in fact my cock was still twitching inside her, when she rolled me off of her. When we disengaged, my cock made a loud wet slurping noise as it pulled out of her tight pussy. She made a point to look at the clock. "Damn!" she exclaimed. "I didn't realize how long we took! I need to straighten things up and get the smell of sex out of here before Charles comes home for lunch,"

We both stood and she helped me find my clothes. As I hastily dressed, she busied herself with the pantomime of tidying up the room, though I knew it would only be seconds after I left before Charles would come out of his hiding place and begin to lick up the huge load of pearly jism I had deposited in his wife's cunt. Once I was dressed, she pulled me close and gave me goodbye kiss that soon had my cock stirring again. "That was an incredible fucking you gave me," she said as we embraced. "Do you mind letting yourself out?" Before we let go of each other, she whispered in my ear, "I'll call you later."

I stumbled wearily down the stairs toward the front entryway and let myself out. Just as I was stepping through the door into the cool mid-day sunshine, I swore I could hear the floor creak. Then I heard Linda moan...



Band Parents Ch. 03



Linda didn't call me that afternoon. I wondered what had happened. In fact, I was slightly worried about her. We had moved things to a whole new level by allowing Charles to watch, after all. I just hoped he reacted with lust instead of jealousy as he watched us. Given that he hadn't leapt from the closet and tried to kill me, I assumed he'd taken it well, but still I was a little concerned. Needless to say, I was relieved when I saw an e-mail entitled "Wow!!!" from her the next morning, as I was drinking my coffee and trying to clear my head before everyone else in the house woke up and the day started. I had client meetings in town today, and couldn't meet her for our daily run.

Bill:

Sorry I didn't call you this afternoon, but I was busy... or should I say "we" were busy. 

First of all, thank you for the absolutely fantastic fucking you gave me! I could have been happy with that alone, but it turned out that the day was only getting started. 

When you left, Charles came out of his hiding place. He was naked and more aroused than I think I've ever seen him, and he simply pounced on me! In a very good way, I must say. He just couldn't wait to enter me and slide his hard cock through the load you had left in me not two minutes before. I felt so wanton thinking about it as I lay there, having sex with my husband just moments after my lover (you sexy thing) had finished with me. It made me climax just feeling his hardness push through the goo inside me. I think that was about the time you shut the door on your way out. Charles was so worked up that he went off right after I did. As is his habit lately, he started to kiss his way down my body so he could lap up the combination of juices that were pouring out of me. This time, though, I pushed him over on his back and sat on his face. I told him I wanted to make sure he got ALL the cum from my pussy. "I want you to drink down all of it, including my lover's sperm." That's what I said to him. He started licking me like a madman, and he stayed hard. I bent down and started licking him clean.

As I was lapping up the residue of my morning's sex escapades, I suddenly realized that this was the first time I'd ever taken Charles, or any man, in my mouth after sex, and although it was heavily masked by all the male essence, my own flavor was still very noticeable. I began to understand what Charles likes about this new fetish of his. (He says he found stories on the internet about it. It's called a "creampie.") 

Anyway, after we'd cleaned each other up, I turned around and rode him to another climax. When I rolled off him, he slid down and lapped me clean again, and we started over. Again! This is how our sex life has been for weeks now. He literally wears us both out, fucking me and then cleaning his sperm out of me. Sometimes he's able to managed a fourth time, but today it was only three. Lucky thing, too, because by the time we'd caught our breath it was almost time for Abby to be home. I sprayed some air freshener around to cover the smell of sex, then showered quickly. Charles was sound asleep when I came out of the shower, so I just covered him up and let him sleep. Abby was concerned when she came home and saw his car in the garage. I just told her that he was all worn out and came home early - well, it was mostly true, after all, even if he wasn't worn out until AFTER he'd come home.

I know you have clients to meet with tomorrow, so I thought I'd fill you in like I promised. Thanks for being such a great lover!

See you soon – the sooner the better!

Linda

PS You've GOT to try this 'creampie' thing. If it fires you up like it does Charles, you're going to totally wear me out, stud.

"Wow!" pretty much summed it up. I was hard halfway through her e-mail. I ended up masturbating in the shower as I thought about the hot sex Linda and Charles had after I left their bedroom, especially the mental image of her taking his sticky cock in her mouth and licking him clean. Even with the relief I'd gotten in the shower, I was still preoccupied by thoughts planted in my head by Linda's e-mail. My client meetings were a blur, I don't remember much of the afternoon and I couldn't tell you what we had for dinner, either. All I remember is that I thought constantly of Linda, of sex, of licking a big load of my own cum out of her tasty blonde pussy. My cock twitched constantly, slowly creating a wet spot of pre-cum in my underwear that grew larger as the day went by.

When bedtime came, Lily, my wife, was apparently feeling frisky. I was glad of that, because otherwise I'd have had to slip out of bed after she'd fallen asleep so that I could take care of this raging horniness that was about to consume me. Rather than her usual routine of quickly shucking her clothes and throwing on one of her plain cotton nightgowns, she pulled a lacy teddy out of her lingerie drawer and proceeded to do a sultry striptease right next to me as I lay on top of the covers. I had been trying to read a book, but I soon laid it aside as she finished unbuttoning her blouse. She grinned, knowing she'd captured my attention, and sensuously let the blouse fall from her shoulders. She stooped down to pick it up and then dropped it on my head. Her scent on the warm cloth, her body's musk mixed with her perfume, made my cock begin to stir.

Next, Lily unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. As she stood beside me, now wearing only her matching pale peach-colored bra and panties, I took in the sights and found myself comparing her and Linda. Lily, shorter and more voluptuous; Linda, tall and slender. Lily's long dark curls contrasted against Linda's short blonde hair. Lily had nothing to be ashamed of. Her breasts, a full C cup capped with pale pink nipples, are still firm. She reached behind her to unclasp her bra and gave me teasing glimpses of one, then the other, before letting the straps slip down her smooth arms. I whistled appreciatively as the pair appeared. Lily bent over me and the hung invitingly over my face as I kissed each nipple in turn and watched as they puckered into hard little points.

Now she was down to only her panties, conservatively cut but still sexy, and she turned her back to me as she pushed them down over her hips and her full round ass came into view. She continued to bend as she pushed the silk fabric all the way down her legs, and so her dark-haired pussy finally peeked at me from between her thighs. I could easily see how aroused she was. Her inner lips were already making themselves prominent and her pubic hair was matted and shiny with her juices. I was fully erect by this time and could easily have begun our lovemaking, but Lily resisted my attempts to pull her onto the bed.

She wanted to put on the teddy, and the process became a sort of reverse strip tease as she sensuously stepped into the lacy lavender wisp of material and began covering up the goods. The were covered, but they weren't all that hidden. This teddy is all lace and Lily's dark pubic hair was plainly visible at the crotch. The teddy's deeply cut neckline revealed most of her firm breasts, and her hard nipples each peeked through open spots in the lace.

She reached a hand out to me and pulled me up off the covers. We slid into each other's arms and kissed deeply. When we broke our kiss, I could see that her brown eyes were bright with lust and she was beginning to get that pink flush on her upper chest that she only gets when she's extremely aroused.

She pulled the covers back and then pushed me onto the bed, barely giving me a moment to arrange myself so that my feet weren't hanging over the side before she draped herself on top of me and pressed her lips to mine in another searing kiss that seemed to last forever. We made out like teenagers, which only served to fuel our already overwhelming lust. Just like necking teens, we slowly removed clothing as we kissed and groped at each other, our lust building with every second. 

Finally we were both naked and Lily rolled off me, or rather, she rolled us both over so that I was above her, my raging erection already poised at the entrance of her wet love-nest. I pushed myself in slowly, meeting no resistance at all. She was wetter than I could recall her being in the past several years. Her hips were rolling already – another sure sign that she was extremely turned on. I began to fuck her in long steady strokes and she moaned every time I reached full depth. I could feel her squeeze my shaft. I could smell the heady aroma of her arousal.

"I love you," I whispered into her ear. It was true. I may have been having an affair with Linda, but I still was very much in love with my wife. This evening was proof of it.

Unfortunately, the level of arousal I had reached by then, what with the thoughts of Linda that had preoccupied me all day and the teasing that Lily had been doing, had driven me to where it was impossible to hold back and I came all too soon, filling my wife's depths with a load that had been building up all day. Lily groaned in frustration when she felt my seed spill into her womb. She desperately wanted to cum and now I wasn't able to drive her to the climax she needed.

I rolled off to the side and kissed Lily deeply. She pulled my hand down to her soaked crotch and began to guide my hand up and down her slit. It was almost like she was using my hand as a toy for her masturbating. She was trying so hard to cum, but I could tell that she just wasn't getting anywhere. The thoughts that had preoccupied me all day popped back into my head: "You've GOT to try this 'creampie' thing. If it fires you up like it does Charles, you're going to totally wear me out, stud."

"It's now or never," I thought to myself, and slowly slid downward on the bed, lifting Lily's thigh over my shoulders so I could slip between her legs and consume the first "creampie" of my sexual career. I looked up at Lily. Her eyes were wide with surprise, but also still bright with lust as I took my first tentative slurp at her overflowing quim. The taste was strange at first. I'd only tasted a hint of my own cum that once with Linda, shortly after she'd sucked me off for the first time, and now I was dipping my tongue into a full load of it as it poured out of my wife's vagina. Strange, yes, but the sheer wantonness of the act carried with it such a wild sexual thrill that I soon got past my initial trepidation and began to savor the exotic flavor. It was both of us, Lily and me, mixed – a flavor both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. I felt my cock begin to twitch, trying to regain hardness under me as I lay on the mattress.

My own twitches of arousal, however, were nothing compared to Lily's. Once my tongue had slid through the wet mess between her legs the first time, she had clamped her legs around my head, grabbed my hair with both hands and screamed out as a string of orgasms ran through her like a freight train, one following another in such quick succession that it was impossible to tell where one ended and the next began. The contractions inside her pussy just forced more and more of the tasty mixture into my mouth and I lapped it up greedily, stopping only when Lily pushed me away.

"No more," she panted. "I can't take any more."

I resumed my place by her side and she rolled to face me and give me a kiss. The glaze on my face didn't deter her in the least. That was a first. Lily never let me kiss her after I'd gone down on her before, but tonight she was hungrily kissing me. The kisses turned into her rolling me onto my back and licking my face clean. Then she began to lick her way down my chest and stomach until she reached my very sticky, very hard cock, which was standing proudly. Without hesitation, Lily took me in her mouth and took as much of me into her mouth as she could. Then she pulled me out of her mouth, held me up with her hand and proceeded to lap up every bit of our juices she could reach, tonguing my balls, my shaft and even sucking at my pubic hair to drink up every trace of our lovemaking she could get in her greedy mouth. Next, she returned her attention to my throbbing erection and used every trick in her arsenal to bring me off. I obliged her by pouring out my second load of sperm as she held the head of my cock between her sensuous lips. Lily moved up to kiss me. Another first, as she had never kissed me after sucking me off before. I accepted the kiss without hesitation. After all, I had just licked a load out of her pussy, so a trace of cum in her mouth wouldn't be a big deal, would it?

It was more than a trace. Much more. Lily hadn't swallowed a drop of it, but rather had held my sperm in her mouth. Now she was letting it slide out of her mouth and into mine as our tongues swirled it around and around. We both swallowed the remainders as our kiss dissolved.

"Wow!" I exclaimed. "What's gotten into you tonight?"

"What's gotten into ME?" she giggled. "Look who's talking! Where on earth did you ever get the idea of going down on me after you'd cum in me?"

I hesitated. 

"Oh, just something I ran across... you know... Something I read about somewhere."

Lily raised an eyebrow.

"Where?" she asked, pressing me for an answer.

"I forget, exactly," I lied. "Probably on line, you know, Literotica or something."

"Sure it wasn't in an e-mail from Linda?" my wife asked. Her expression was cryptic.

"Uh..." 



Band Parents Ch. 04



I apologize for taking so long to write this next chapter of "Band Parents" and suggest you go back and read the first three installments so the story is fresh in your mind. I have a few more episodes in mind that I hope to finish in a more timely manner.

"What's gotten into ME?" Lily giggled. "Look who's talking! Where on earth did you ever get the idea of going down on me after you'd cum in me?"

I hesitated. 

"Oh, just something I ran across... you know... Something I read about somewhere."

Lily raised an eyebrow. "Where?" she asked, pressing me for an answer.

"I forget, exactly," I lied. "Probably on line, you know, Literotica or something."

"Are you sure it wasn't in an e-mail from Linda?" my wife asked. Her expression was cryptic.

"Uh..."

"Lily, I..."

"You're what, Billy? Sorry you fucked another woman?" Lily said flatly. "Or are you sorry I found out?"

I looked at her in stunned silence.

Lily's expression softened and she kissed me softly. "Billy, I'm not angry," she whispered. "I mean, I was, but I'm not now. Actually, I want to apologize for reading your email. I was just trying to find out what time the marching band competition is for this weekend and I figured an email from the band parents' president would have it."

I finally found words to say. "I'm sorry you had to find out like that," I said, and I really meant it, "but why aren't you angry?" I knew that discovering my affair with Linda by reading an email to me must have hit Lily pretty hard.

"I was angry, Bill. I was really hurt at first, reading a letter from your lover thanking you for a wonderful fucking, but then she went on to describe what followed, and the sheer eroticism of it overwhelmed me. When I read how Charles had come out of his hiding place and had sex with her right after you, I got really wet in spite of my anger. Did you know he was watching?"

"Yes," I said, "but he didn't know I was in on his secret."

"Damn!" Lily breathed. "That's just like the letters in those porno magazines -- guys getting off watching their wives have sex with other men. And he licks up all the cum like you just did?"

"That's what Linda says."

"Wow! Did you know I got so hot reading about how he licked all that cum out of her that I had to play with myself right there at your desk?"

"Really?" I was a bit shocked. Lily rarely masturbated, or at least she didn't usually tell me if she did.

"Uh-huh! Three times! And I was still horny this evening."

"I noticed that," I chuckled.

Lily went on. "And then you went down on me after you'd cum inside me, and ... Oh God, Bill, that was just so incredible. Thank you!"

"Uh. Anytime."

"How about tonight after you fuck me again?" she chimed as she scooted down and took my half-hard tool in her mouth. I tried to grunt out a reply, but in the end I had to let my stiffening rod give my answer for me. Maybe Charles and Linda were onto something. This had to be a modern day record for me to get a third erection in the same evening, and Lily looked rather proud of herself when she finally lifted her head up from my saliva-slickened cock.

She grasped my dick firmly in her hand and quickly straddled my hips, facing away from me. "I'm going to ride you, honey," she said, smiling over her shoulder at me. "Ride you really hard. I've always loved that view of Lily with her round buttocks jiggling as our hips slam together. Whether in this position or doggy-style, it's quite an erotic sight. Plus, I know when she's riding me this way that it's an open invitation to play with her ass, so once she established a steady pace on my cock, I moved my hands to her buttocks and began to spread them apart with my thumbs. Lily bent forward, placing her hands on my knees, to give me better access. I dipped a thumb in the wetness leaking from her pussy and then began to push into her rosy sphincter. I felt Lily push down to open herself for me.

"You sure know how to treat a lover, Bill," she purred as most of the length of my thumb eased into her backside. "Have you fucked Linda's ass yet?"

"No," I replied. "It's virgin territory. She told me nobody's ever been there."

Lily grinned at me over her shoulder. "She doesn't know what she's missing. I love the feeling of your sweet cock in my rear."

"Do you want that tonight?" I asked hopefully. It had been a couple of months since she'd let me fuck her ass.

"Not unless you think you can get up a fourth time," Lily laughed "This load's going in my pussy. You promised to lick it out, remember? But damn your thumb's sure making my ass feel good. Push it in deep!" No more words were spoken. Lily rode me hard and I arched my hips upward to try and meet her forceful downward strokes, my thumb lodged as deep as I could force it in her tight and twitching anus. I could feel her fingernails striking my balls occasionally as she frantically rubbed her aching clit with her full hand. 

Even though we'd both cum already, I knew there was no way this fuck was going to last long. In only a matter of minutes, I felt Lily's explosive orgasm wrack her body. Her pussy clamped down on my cock almost as tightly as her anal sphincter grasped my thumb. She ground herself down against the base of my cock and came with a primal howl that would have been mistaken for agony except there was no mistaking the pleasure she was feeling. I was already close myself, so her intense climax triggered my own and I shot what sperm I had left into her hungry cunt. Each jerk of my cock brought another deep moan from Lily, accompanied by a tight squeeze of her ass and pussy.

I could have called it a night at that point. After all, Lily and I aren't youngsters, and we'd just had sex that matched the pace of twenty-somethings on honeymoon. Lily had other ideas and pulled herself up off my rapidly deflating cock, scooting herself back toward my face. She covered her pussy with her hand to catch the drips of semen that were already beginning to flow from her, and let me lick her fingers before settling her dripping quim over my face. My thumb was still lodged in her ass and now my tongue was working her vagina as she squeezed the cum into my waiting mouth. I drank it eagerly.

Lily, for her part, leaned down and began to lick our combined goo off my cock, moaning contentedly around my rapidly deflating cock, occasionally commenting about how much she loved the taste and asking me if I liked licking up the cum that was running out of her pussy. I could only grunt out a reply that I hoped was taken as a yes because I kept my mouth clamped tight to her pussy as my tongue strained to pull more of the tasty elixir out of her depths. 

Despite Lily's best efforts – her mouth felt fantastic – my worn-out rod could not rise to another erection. Still, she licked every trace of our juices off me, even sucking it out of my matted pubic hairs, slurping like she was a starving woman, moaning from the tonguing I was giving her. In between slurps and moans, she encouraged me to lick up every drop of sperm from her gushing twat as I continued to work her asshole over with my thumb. In just a few moments, she reached yet another climax and it pushed the last remnants of our coupling out of her vagina and into my waiting mouth. 

I eased my thumb out of her backside as she climbed off my face and turned around to kiss me deeply, also licking my face to capture the juices her pussy had left on my chin. She moved from the bed to the master bathroom, where I heard water running. She returned with a warm washcloth and gently washed my face and then my limp genitals. When she had returned the washcloth to the bathroom, she lay next to me, naked, and pulled the covers up as she turned out the light. We snuggled close and were soon fast asleep.



Band Parents Ch. 05



I'm sorry for the delay in getting this chapter written and posted. I hope it was worth the wait. If you haven't read the first four chapters, I suggest you do so you'll know how our characters have arrived at this point. 

*

As if the incredible sex of the night before hadn't been enough, Lily woke me that Saturday morning by teasing my cock to hardness with a combination of deft hand work and a wet tongue in my ear. When I, and it, both were awake, she kissed me deeply and then dived under the covers to suck on my dick for a little while. I was hoping it was what she calls it a good luck kiss before sex, but when she came up for air she reminded me that we were chaperones for the marching band's trip to a competition that afternoon.

"Maybe you can fuck me when we get back," she cooed, "but for now I just want to suck you off. Better hurry, Bill. We've got to be at the school pretty soon. We're chaperones for the band trip, remember?"

There was nothing slow and subtle about this blowjob. Lily wanted cream and it was only a few moments before her very active mouth got every bit of sperm my balls could possibly have made since the night before. Just like the night before, she held every bit of it in her mouth until our lips met in a deep romantic kiss, then flooded my taste buds with the richness of my own jism.

"I love you, my sexy cum-loving pervert," she giggled as she bounced out of bed. I soon heard the water running as she began her shower. I decided to join her even though we didn't have time to fool around in the shower. As it was, we barely got ourselves dressed and our son delivered to the school in time to get his instrument and uniform before the buses began loading. Linda had arranged the seating so that she and Charles and Lily and I were all on the same bus. This was the first time I had met Charles, who turned out to be a very tall, broad-shouldered, handsome man. Charles sat next to me, saying that he knew the ladies would get into a conversation and he'd rather not get caught in the crossfire. "And I wanted to thank you for showing Linda such a good time the other day," he said with a wink. "She told me you knew I was watching. 

"I'm glad you're still talking to me, I said, very relieved that he wasn't angry with me for fucking his wife. "So how was it, having your fantasy come true?" 

"Hot," he practically groaned. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen or done, and I'm ready for it to happen again." 

We didn't have much longer to talk and we couldn't really get into deep details since we were on a bus full of minors, so Charles and I eventually fell into the usual "guy talk" subjects – sports and cars, mostly. I discovered him to be very easy to talk to and felt like we were just beginning a very nice friendship. Linda and Lily, for their part were getting along famously. There seemed to be a genuine friendship forming between us all, and I was very happy with that outcome.

The trip was short, only about a half-hour, and the kids performed fantastically, gathering the highest scores of the competition from the judges for their show. Before we loaded up for the ride back, Lily pulled me aside and told me that she had thanked Linda for her suggestion. "She tried to act so clueless when I said that," Lily laughed, "and then, when I said that you'd really enjoyed the creampie, I thought she was going to jump out the bus window."

"You have a cruel streak, Lily," I chuckled. 

"I didn't let her suffer long, she quipped. "I told her I was OK with it. In fact, I told her that the next time you two get together, I want to be there to watch."

"And what did she say to that?" I asked. I was sure Linda wasn't that much of an exhibitionist.

"She asked me how soon" Lily laughed. "God, Billy, she must love your dick – not that I blame her."

When we got back to the school, our son came over and told us that he was invited to a party at a friend's house and asked if he could go and also spend the night. Since it was an old friend and I knew that his parents would be there to keep an eye on things, I was fine with it. Plus, Lily and I would have the evening to ourselves, which gave me lots of ideas. About the time I was going to suggest we continue where we'd left off that morning, Linda and Charles come over to where we were and asked if we'd be interested in getting together that evening, since Abby was spending the rest of the weekend with her friend Lexy. Lily was quick to suggest that they come to our house, so we made plans for around six that evening and said our goodbyes.

Lily and I spent the rest of the afternoon in a state of high anticipation while we straightened up the house and got it ready for our guests. Several times Lily made a comment about how handsome Charles was, so I quipped, "I thought you only wanted to watch me fuck Linda."

"I do want to watch you with her, but I'm only trying to be fair," she quipped. "You fucked Linda, after all, why shouldn't he and I have some fun?" That was only too true, and once Lily planted the idea of letting Charles fuck her, it made my cock instantly hard. Lily saw my rapidly growing, twitching bulge. "You seem to like the idea," Lily chuckled, running her hand across the tent in my trousers. "What would you think about cleaning me up with your tongue when he's through?"

I wanted to answer with something flippant, but all I managed was a groan. My knees were about to buckle at the thought of running my tongue through a fresh load of another man's cum in my wife's pussy. My cock twitched against Lily's hand. "Hold that thought," Lily told me, giving me a kiss and a final squeeze before putting me to work with a broom. I'll admit I thought about it a lot. I was thinking about it so much that it was difficult not to give in to the temptation of jacking off in the shower. Six o'clock seemed to take forever to arrive, but soon the hour arrived.

Even though it was the first time we'd gotten together socially with them, our evening with Charles and Linda felt like time with old friends. We talked easily with each other during dinner about anything and everything. Both Linda and Lily shamelessly flirted with Charles and me. Charles, for his part, seemed fascinated by Lily's braless C-cup boobs, which jiggled enticingly under the slinky silk blouse she had chosen for the evening. She had strategically unbuttoned it far enough that she could flash him enticing views of her cleavage, which she did quite flagrantly, bending down in front of him to refill his wineglass or offer him a platter of the food she had made. Linda and I weren't jealous. We were playing our own games with each other under the table. Linda was obviously braless, too. Her tiny breasts didn't jiggle, of course, but the hard points of her amazing puffy nipples stuck through her clingy knit dress like bullets, showing her obvious arousal to us all.

When we left the table and moved to the living room for after dinner drinks, Linda sat next to me on a loveseat while Charles and Lily sat opposite us on the couch. Lily sat sideways on the couch, facing Charles, though she often leaned over to touch his arm as she made some point or another in her conversation. It was obvious that she was also giving him more downblouse views, and I could see that she had undone yet another button of her blouse to make the view even better. Linda scooted in close to me and at one point I put my arm around her and she contentedly snuggled in under my shoulder and drew my hand to her tits as we watched our spouses flirt with each other. 

After a while, Linda whispered in my ear, "Charles is wild about Lily's breasts. He's been drooling over them since we got here." 

"I think she planned it that way," I whispered back. "But who'd have guessed he'd be a tit man?" 

Linda laughed. "You have to admit it's a big change from what he's had to play with for the past 20 years."

The laughter and flirting continued for a while until, as happens in every room, everyone seemed to stop talking at the same time. The silence seemed to last forever, filled with an unmistakable sexual tension. Lily turned toward Charles, nervously clearing her throat. "Don't they look good together?" she asked, pointing over at Linda and me on the loveseat. Without giving him an opportunity to respond, Lily went on. "So sexy, I mean it. I think they're a very hot couple."

Charles paused a minute before he answered. "They are. I've seen them in action, remember?"

"I feel so left out," Lily moaned with a fake pout that fooled nobody. "Everybody's seen the show except me."

"I bet we could talk them into a command performance," Charles chimed in. "Couldn't we?"

"If those two voyeurs want a show, I guess we'll have to give it to them won't we?" Linda retorted. Grabbing my hand, she rose quickly from the loveseat and pulled me up after her. "Which way is the bedroom?"

"Up the stairs on the right," Lily shouted after us. "Don't start until we get there." 

"Then you'd better hurry," Linda answered, and pulled me up the stairs and into the dark bedroom at nearly a run. Linda pushed me back onto the bed and lay on top of me, mashing her entire body against me and giving me a passionate kiss. "Finally," she panted. "I'm dying for some more of your wonderful cock!" We continued kissing until Lily interrupted us.

"Charles, turn on some lights in here. Sex in the dark may be more romantic, but don't they know we want to watch?" Laughing, Charles flipped the switch and Lily moved around the bed, turning on the bedside lamps. "That's better." Now, do you want us to hide in the closet, or can we just sit in these chairs and watch comfortably?"

"Smartass," I said as I rolled Linda off me and stood to remove my clothes. "Wherever you have the best view is fine by us."

Linda stood up and reached down to the hem of her dress. She pulled it off over her head in one smooth motion, revealing not only that she was braless, but she had left her panties at home as well. Then I noticed that her blonde bush was completely gone. Seeing where my eyes had traveled, she made a little twirl, put her hands on her hips and said, "Like it? Charles shaved it off this afternoon."

"Love it," I answered. "He did a nice job."

"What can I say?" Charles said from his chair in the corner. "I love my work."

Linda moved to me and helped me out of my pants and boxers while I pulled my shirt off. As soon as my erection was freed, she took it into her mouth eagerly, sucking me as deeply as she could and then backing off to tongue the head. I heard both Lily and Charles make appreciative noises as they watched the sex show beginning. A few more swirls of Linda's tongue and I was making appreciative noises myself.

Linda knew she was getting me overheated, so she stood up and kissed me, mashing her flat belly against my hardness, then quickly pulling away to lie on the bed spread-eagled. 

"Lick me" was all she said and I was instantly on my knees between her slim, taut thighs and feasting on the honey that was pooling at the entrance to her vagina. All thoughts or awareness of our audience were forgotten at that point. All that existed were my mouth and Linda's delicious pussy. She cried out and came almost immediately but I kept licking and sucking. Soon she was moaning again, both hands clutching my hair and pressing my face deeper into her crotch. "Yes! Oh God! Right there, she sighed. "I'm going to cum again!" And she did, wrapping her legs around my head and beating on my back with her heels as her second climaxed crashed through her. Even though my hearing was muffled by her thighs, I could hear her scream of ecstasy.

When I lifted my head from between her legs, she raised her head to look down at me. "I need you in me now, Bill." She panted. I raised myself over her, until my throbbing cock made contact with her pussy. Linda grabbed my hips and pulled. My cock easily found its own way into her channel and she groaned contentedly as I pushed into her, filling her in one stroke. "Fuck me hard!" she demanded as she wrapped her legs around me and used her heels to spur me into action.

The teasing and anticipation of the day had built my need to such levels that I was ready to oblige her -- ready to drive my cock into over and over again, mercilessly, until I filled her with my cum. With a day's worth of anticipation and the evening's teasing, I could tell it wouldn't be long. Our audience, her husband and my wife, were forgotten as I gave in to my animal instincts and rutted into Linda with everything I had. She was even noisier this time than during any of our previous encounters. 

I realized that I was being noisy myself, grunting loudly from the effort of slamming my groin against Linda's, trying to plunge my dick as deeply into her willing cunt as rapidly as I could, over and over. We were both shiny with sweat by the time I reached my climax, roaring like a beast as I thrust one last time into the depths of my lover's sex and filled her with my sperm. It pushed Linda over the edge as well, and I could feel the walls of her pussy contract and milk even more cream from me.

For a moment the room was silent as Linda and I lay, still coupled, trying to catch our breath. "Wow!" Lily whispered, breaking the silence. "That was … wow!" I opened my eyes and turned my head toward her, still in her chair beside the bed. Her blouse was opened, baring her luscious tits, and her skirt was hiked up nearly to her waist. She had her feet up on the chair seat and her legs spread wide. Her soaked panties hung from one ankle and two fingers of her right hand were buried in her vagina. She smiled at me, pulling her sticky fingers out of her quim as she lowered her feet to the floor and moved toward me on the bed.

As I pulled out of Linda and rolled to the side, Lily bent and took my cock in her mouth, slurping hungrily at the remnants of my cum and Linda's juices that coated my dick. She lapped up every drop she could reach, carefully licking my balls to make sure there was no trace left. Then she moved up and kissed me, letting me taste the combination for myself. "Wow!" she whispered again. "I love you." About then, Linda moaned again. Lily and I glanced over at her. Charles was going down on her. He was still fully dressed but had his fly open, his hard cock in his hand as he greedily drank my cum as it poured from his wife's pussy. It wasn't long before Linda tensed and came again, the contractions of her cunt pushing the last of my seed into his hungry mouth.

I looked back at Lily, who was openly staring at Charles's dick sticking out of his open fly. "Go for it," I whispered. "It's only fair, after all." Lily moved toward him, eagerly opening undoing his pants and sliding them down his legs along with his briefs. My cock sprang back to full hardness as I watched Lily go down on Charles, sucking him like an absolute slut, moaning around his cock and touching herself. 

Linda moved over to my side, her hand seeking out and stroking my cock as we watched our spouses first sexual encounter with each other. Lily did her best to tease Charles and make his pleasure last but all too soon he groaned and shot off in my wife's mouth. She didn't let a single drop of his cum escape her lips, and when she finally let his erection slip from her mouth, she immediately moved over to kiss me. I knew what to expect, and wasn't surprised when Lily pushed his huge load of semen into my mouth. "Don't swallow," Linda whispered in my ear as Lily pushed Charles' gigantic load into my mouth. When Lily's lips left mine, they were replaced by Linda's demanding mouth. She vacuums my mouth for the white, pearly goo her husband had shot in my wife's mouth, and then pushed Charles onto his back and fed him his own cum. Lily had gone back to sucking on Charles, whose erection throbbed back to hardness as his wife filled his mouth with his own cum. 

Satisfied that he was hard enough, Lily straddled his hips and guided his rod into her sodden sex, then urged him to roll on top of her. "Come on, Charles. Fuck me!" she urged him, pulling her legs back and hooking them over his shoulders. Charles began a slow in-and-out movement, burying his cock deep in my wife again and again. He soon picked up his pace, and soon was fucking her so hard and fast that their bodies made slapping sounds as they collided again and again.

"I'm going to cum, baby," Charles said hoarsely. "Do you want it?

"Oh yeah, Charles! Fill my pussy! Come in me!"

He stiffened and shuddered as he shot his load deep inside her, then rolled on his back panting from his exertions. Linda immediately went down on him to clean up his cock, and I moved to my wife's gaping pussy. The come was already leaking out of her and running down the crack of her ass, so I moved in and started licking and sucking up the sloppy, tasty mess before it could get away. Lily was so hot that it only took a few flicks of my tongue on her clit to send her into a huge orgasm that pushed the rest of Charles' come into my mouth along with her own sweet juices. 

My cock was rock hard again and I was about to move up and fuck Lily with all my remaining strength, when I felt Linda's warm mouth envelope the head of my dick. She ran her tongue up, down and all around my hardness, wetting the whole length of it, sometimes tickling the sensitive tip, sometimes taking me as deep in her mouth as she could. I stayed there on my knees, eating my wife's cream-filled gash, while Linda sucked my cock. At one point, I opened my eyes to look up at Lily and she was stretched out contentedly, one hand lazily pulling at Charles' semi-erect cock. It looked like he was temporarily spent, but she continued to toy with it.

Linda, meanwhile, was taking my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth until I was practically squirming with pleasure. She moved one of her hands to my backside and teasingly caressed my ass cheeks in circles. Occasionally she would lightly glide a finger up and down my crack. I let a tell-tale moan escape when one of those teasing fingers brushed my anus, and the next thing I knew, she was working her index finger into my ass. The unexpected intrusion made me lose it immediately and I flooded Linda's mouth with my cum. She slid out from under me and moved up to give Charles a cum-filled kiss like I'd gotten earlier. He passed the cum on to my wife, who pulled me up and fed it all to me.

The four of us lay on the bed in a tangle for a while, perhaps thinking of regaining enough strength to start another round, but then the phone rang. It was our son, wanting a ride home because the party was boring. Reluctantly, we all dressed. Charles kissed Lily goodbye as I kissed his wife, and we all promised to get together again as soon as possible. 



Band Parents Ch. 06



Again, sorry for the long delay posting another chapter.

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It was already December and though we had gone out with them a few times, Lily and I hadn't gotten a chance for another sex foursome with Charles and Linda since our first one back in early October. Since Linda and I had time during the day to see each other, we managed to have sexual encounters almost weekly and even taped a few of them with my camcorder so Charles and Lily could enjoy our fun. Charles and Lily only managed to get together twice - once on a Friday night during a home football game and one evening when the band was performing a holiday concert for local preschoolers. They didn't record a video of either tryst, so both times I had to let myself be content with Lily telling me every detail of the evening's sex while I lapped up the remnants of Charles' semen that still was oozing from her pussy. 

One afternoon in mid December, Charles called me on the phone. "We have a Christmas present for you and Lily," he told me.

"Great," I replied. "Just wrap it up and bring it over. We'll put it under the tree."

"Nope," he said flatly. "It's a private sort of thing. I should probably come over and install everything during the day sometime."

"Install?" I was totally confused.

"It's a multi-camera video system, Bill. If I put that under your tree, your kid would start to wonder...Or maybe I should," he chuckled, "but I'd miss getting to hear the explanation on Christmas morning."

"Ah," I said as the light bulb went off over my head. "So you want better video than you've gotten in the past?"

"Exactly!" he shouted. "That's why I bought two of these systems. We can all make better videos and even edit them. It even comes with microphones so we can have sound."

"Dang," I muttered. "And all I was going to get you guys was a good bottle of wine."

"Don't worry about it," Charles laughed. Then he got a little more serious. "Go ahead and buy the wine, but there's something else I actually want for Christmas."

"...and that is?"

"We'll talk about that in person," He muttered. 

He actually sounded a bit embarrassed, so I decided to let it drop.

"OK. So when did you want to install this?"

"How about the day after tomorrow?"

"Thursday's fine by me," I said. "Nothing going on that I can't let slide until Friday."

"Great! See you Thursday morning."

So, Thursday morning Charles showed up with several boxes of equipment and I helped him install it. It was a fairly advanced system, probably intended for security with four very tiny motion-sensing cameras and a microphone that were easily hidden, operated wirelessly and were tied to a huge hard disk system with several terabytes of storage. He told me he had figured out a way to run both camera setups through a secure server and was going to set them up so we could each record the goings-on in the other's bedroom. Turning it off was simple enough, if we wished, but he planned on leaving theirs on the motion-sensing setting, and I set ours up the same way. 

"If anything interesting happens, you'll have 24 hours to choose to save it," he told me, winking as if he knew what I'd be interested in. "I may even shoot you an email the morning after to give you a heads-up." 

I was totally amazed at Charles' generosity. This system had to have cost a couple thousand dollars and he had bought two of them. But I remembered that he had hinted about wanting something special for his Christmas gift, and I figured now was the time to mention it.

"Now, what's this special Christmas present that you were hinting at?" I asked.

"Lily didn't say?" He sounded surprised. 

"Nope," I replied.

"We talked about it the last time we, you know..." Charles mumbled.

"Screwed?" I teased.

"Uh, yeah," he sputtered. "Somehow it's still a bit awkward to talk to you about fucking your wife, even though you're fucking Linda and the four of us are fully aware of what's going on."

"I understand," I reassured him. "It's not exactly a 'normal' sort of thing, though it is all above board. Anyway, you were saying?"

"Well, I mentioned to Lily that you were always playing with Linda's butt-hole and that she seems to enjoy it, and Lily said she'd asked you if you'd taken her anally yet, but you said you hadn't, right?"

"No, I haven't, she just keeps telling me, 'no man's ever been in there' whenever I get my finger in her ass."

"I know for sure that I haven't been in there," Charles muttered. "She didn't even let me touch it until you came along..."

"So, what are you saying?" I asked, though I was pretty sure where this might be leading.

"Uh..." Charles stammered. "I, that is, Lily and I thought that we'd -- I mean the four of us -- would love a really good video of you and Linda, and Lily suggested that it include Linda's first time, er, butt-fucking. Geeze, I can't believe how hard this is making me. Um, Sorry."

"You're not the only one," I breathed, finding my cock swelling at the very thought of pushing it into Linda's virgin anus. "What about Linda, though? Have you asked her?"

"Not yet, but she does know about the video system," Charles reassured me. "She helped me put ours in the bedroom yesterday."

"I don't want to do anything she's uncomfortable with," I told him. "But if she wants it, I'd be honored to take her anal cherry as a Christmas present to you and Lily."

"Thanks, man," Charles sighed. "I'll discuss it with Linda and let you know, though it may be after the holidays. What with the kids being out of school and all, plus Linda and I had planned a 'dirty weekend' over New Year's."

"I'll try to be patient."

Charles called me the next day, almost beside himself with excitement and we set a date in mid-January for me to take Linda's anal virginity and record it for our spouses to watch. Over the next couple of weeks, we toyed with the setup on our systems, adjusting the sound and the camera zoom for optimum performance, and we managed to make time to create a few 'interesting' bits of video for each other. Charles said his favorite was the first one, when I fucked Lily doggy style and filled her pussy with cum, then crawled underneath her so she could let it drip into my mouth, after which I fucked her ass with my reinvigorated cock and blew my second load of the night over her "pretty round ass" (his words). 

My favorite was from Christmas Eve, when Charles and Linda left the all lights on as she treated him to a long, loving blowjob. When he was ready to cum, he straddled Linda's thin frame and blew a huge load of sperm all over her, coating her in jism from her belly button to her eyebrows. After he finished spurting, he tenderly licked her body clean, sucking up what had to be a week's worth of man-juice and, playing up to the cameras a bit, let it drop a foot or so into Linda's open mouth. They kissed deeply and then waved and said "Merry Christmas" to one of the cameras, then turned out the lights.

The most intriguing discovery that came from having these video systems installed, however, was the fact that their eighteen-year-old red-headed daughter, Abby, regularly raided her mom's lingerie drawer for thongs and panties. I remember that Linda had mentioned the fact that Abby frequently borrowed her panties, jokingly adding that she was glad she didn't have to share her bras, too, as Abby was a rather full B cup. But the actual surprise for me was that when Linda wasn't home, Abby would rifle through the drawer in the nude. Sometimes she stood right there and tried on a pair or two, and the motion-sensing cameras caught every moment of it. 

Naturally, being a dirty old man at heart, I saved a couple of the best clips without telling anyone about it. I found myself studying Abby's body, from her perfect conical breasts with nipples just like her mother's, to her pussy, shaved bare except for a landing strip of red pubes. From what I could tell, Abby had the same meaty kind of inner lips that Linda had, and her ass was a pair of perfect globes. She was teen perfection if there ever was, but in my experience she was also a world-class little snot. She'd never said a word to me if she could help it, and even then the expression on her face made it clear that she didn't have time for anyone over the age of 20. Ah, well, at least I could watch these videos of her and jerk off. It was almost like revenge.

Another thing I found is that I could hear the system kick on if I was sitting at my computer. Sometimes I was treated to the exciting spectacle of Linda vacuuming the bedroom, but at other times the view was much better -- such as the time Charles came home early and watched a porn video while lying on the bed and jacked off, catching his cum in his hand and licking it all up.

New Years Day, however, capped everything. In the middle of the afternoon, when I'd had my fill of 'family togetherness' and had retreated to my home office to do some of that year-end stuff that my CPA was going to ask me about, I heard the system start recording. I knew it was either Abby or a burglar, since Charles and Linda were still out on their 'dirty weekend' so I brought up the screen to see what was happening. There, with four cameras recording every moment of it, were Abby and her boyfriend Chris, already naked, while Abby's best friend Melissa was pushing her panties – her last item of clothing - down around her ankles. I got up, locked my office door and found my headphones.

As I watched the three unaware teens, Abby started directing the other two. First she had Chris pick out a porn video from the stash of them that Charles had in the bedroom. I prayed it wasn't one of the videos from the camera system, and thankfully it wasn't. (I made a mental note to remind Charles not to store them where Abby could ever find them.) Triumphantly, Chris held up a box and proclaimed, "This one! 'Extreme Threesomes Twelve'"

"Ooh, I've seen that – it's a good one, Chris," Abby said as she pulled down the covers on her parents' bed. "OK now, remember what the dare was. We do whatever happens on the video, and no chickening out, deal?" Both Chris and Melissa agreed to it, so Abby put the DVD into the player and started it up. 

"Cool!" Chris shouted. "They're both sucking his dick at the same time! Get to it, girls!"

Obediently, Melissa and Abby knelt on either side of the standing boy and began to lick up and down the sides of his hard-on while he described the action to them. When the actresses took turns deep-throating him while the other sucked his balls, the girls did the same. Both girls seemed to be accomplished at the art of sucking cock and Melissa seemed quite at home doing it for Chris even though he was Abby's boyfriend. I figured there must be a little history involving the three of them.

The scene changed to show the male actor fucking one of the actresses. Abby decided to let Melissa have the first round with Chris. Melissa warned him to go easy at first. She happily straddled his hips and, taking his rod in hand, impaled herself on it in one slow stroke, groaning as she lowered herself and began to ride. Abby lay beside them and played with herself while she divided her attention between the fucking teens and the TV action for a little while. When the action on screen shifted she spoke. "You're gonna love this, Chris. The one girl is sitting on his face while he fucks the other one."

Abby straddled Chris's face and he eagerly and noisily started munching on her pussy. Melissa turned toward the TV to watch the action briefly and giggled, "...and the girls are kissing. Poor Chris can't see it cuz his face is covered by pussy."

"I don't hear him complaining," Abby laughed just before she leaned toward her friend and gave her an obviously tongue-filled kiss and played with Melissa's full round tits. Melissa eagerly returned the kisses and fondling. The three of them were getting into their own pleasure to the point that they didn't notice for a while that the scene had changed. The actress who had been riding the male actor's face was now sucking his cock, licking up the pussy cream from the other actress that had accumulated there, while her cohort was under her, licking her clit and working a finger deep into her ass.

Melissa saw it first. "Hot!" was all she said before she moved off Chris's dick to make room for Abby to suck him. She went at the job like a porn actress, moaning around his cock, trying to take every inch of him down her throat and gagging some in the process. He just held her by the sides of her head and, for lack of a better term, face-fucked her. Melissa, in the meantime, was greedily licking and sucking at Abby's pussy and, from what I could see, had worked two slim fingers into her girlfriend's anus.

After a few moments like this, Chris glanced at the TV and announced that the girls had now traded places on his dick and face, so Abby quickly climbed on board his shiny wet hard-on while Melissa seated herself on his face. After a look at the TV for confirmation, the girls resumed their kissing and fondling of each other while Chris thrust himself into his girlfriend and licked Melissa's pussy. He must've been licking just right, as Melissa soon threw her head back and screamed in orgasm. 

When she came down from her climax, she raised herself up from his face and panted, "You're almost as good at that as your girlfriend! I can't believe she hasn't let you eat me before now. We've done everything else, I think."

"Not quite, babe," Melissa giggled, pointing to the television. 

The porno movie scene had once again shifted. The two girls were in a 69 position and the male actor was pushing his massive cock into the tiny asshole of the actress that Melissa had chosen to mimic. I could see the hesitation on her face. Abby slapped her friend's butt very forcefully and told her there was no chickening out, then looked up at her boyfriend. "Go easy on her, lover, "she cautioned. "She's new at this."

"Wait a second," Chris said as he climbed off the bed and retrieved a condom from his jeans pocket. After he had rolled it down his rather impressive erection, he took his position behind Melissa. As Abby spread her girlfriend's ass cheeks wide, Chris held his cock in his hand and pointed it toward Melissa's virgin teenaged anus. The camera angles didn't allow me to see the actual penetration, but one camera captured the look of exquisite agony on the young blonde's face as a hard cock pushed into her rectum for the first time. At one point, Melissa was nearly screaming, tears were running down her face and she pounded the mattress with clenched fists as Chris worked himself deeper and deeper inside her back passage. Abby held her tightly and worked a tongue around in her slit, which seemed to help open her for Chris.

At last he was balls-deep inside Melissa's ass and stopped pushing for a moment to let her get used to the feel of him. Melissa groaned, "God, I never thought I'd ever be taking it up the butt!"

Chris began to slowly saw in and out of Melissa's butt and she keep sobbing that he was too big and begging him to slow down, but Abby kept pushing him to fuck her harder. Fuck her, Chris!" Abby urged her boyfriend. "Fuck her little ass while I eat her pussy."

Chris was obviously trying to be gentle with Melissa's ass, and also obviously trying to pace himself and not come too soon. Fortunately, the action on the screen gave him a moment's relief as the male porn actor got to stop for a moment and let the women 69, after which the girls on screen switched positions. Mimicking the action, Abby ended up on top and Chris eased his hard-on into her ass. Abby took him easily.

"I never thought I'd get to fuck two girls in the ass with one boner," Chris marveled out loud.

"Until you met me, you never thought you'd get to fuck *one* girl in the ass," Abby shot at him over her shoulder. "Lucky for you I'm such a slut."

"You mean, '*we're* such sluts' don't you?" Melissa laughed from beneath them. Chris laughed, too. Then he noticed that the action had changed again and the two girls were side-by-side on their knees and taking turns getting ass-fucked. Chris started with Melissa, then switched Abby, then back to Melissa, following the action on the screen as closely as he could.

When he switched to Melissa about the third time, Abby left the bed for a moment and returned with a wet washcloth. "I've seen this video," Abby told Chris. "Pull out early so I can wash that condom taste off you before you cum." He withdrew from Melissa's ass just a few moments later while the male actor was pumping his sperm onto the 'Abby' character's tongue. Chris skinned the condom off his throbbing erection and Abby thoroughly washed him before taking him in her mouth. He only lasted seconds at that point, unleashing a torrent of sperm into his girlfriend's mouth. 

I suppose that Chris and Melissa were too busy watching the live action to remember the movie, but Abby pointed to the screen and they turned just in time to see the two porn actresses pushing the cum back and forth between them. At that point I shot my own load. As I mopped up, the three teens carefully remade the bed and stowed the video back in the drawer, laughing as they left the room.

I showed the edited version of the video to Lily later that week, and she got really horny watching the teen threesome, but we decided it was probably better not to tell Linda and Charles about it.



Band Parents Ch. 07



It would be helpful to your understanding of this chapter to go back and read the first six chapters, particularly Chapter 5.

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The alarm rang. It was the Monday of the first full week of school after the holiday break. I thought this day would never get here -- and not because it meant my son would be out of the house and back in school. Today was the day when I would deflower Linda's virgin ass and we'd record it for our spouses. It had been four long weeks since Charles and had discussed his fantasy while we installed the video system in the bedroom. Four weeks that had dragged themselves out like four months. 

Maybe I was just horny. Charles had been mentioning it in practically every conversation I'd had with him. Linda had mentioned the number of remaining days every time we had a conversation. My wife Lily teased me with it every chance she got. The action I saw on the video feeds from Charles and Linda's bedroom hadn't helped either. Their play since Christmas had included a lot of Charles licking Linda's ass while she told him how much she was looking forward to "Bill shoving his hard dick up my tight virgin ass and fucking me as hard as he can." On top of that, Lily had refused to let me cum for the past full week, saying she wanted me "hot, horny and full of cum for Linda."

During that last week, I even started dreaming of Linda's ass. Usually the dreams were of lining up my hard cock with her perfect little star, shining with lubrication and winking at me. Sometimes they were vivid dreams of spreading her taut cheeks with my hands and dipping my tongue deep inside her ass. These were all 'Technicolor' dreams, in full color with surround sound, and were so vivid that I could smell the musky scent of her as my face approached her virgin crack. It was probably some kind of miracle that I didn't cum in my sleep sometime over the weekend.

Now the day had arrived and I awoke from the most vivid of these dreams so far with my cock straining for release. There was even a drop of pre-cum shining at the tip. This was definitely not the usual morning wood. Any other morning if I'd awakened with an erection like this Lily would've been very late for work. As it was, she chuckled at the state I was in, gave my erection a nonchalant flip and said, "Somebody seems ready for what the day will bring," before she hopped out of bed and went downstairs to make coffee. I showered, trying not to think about the sex to come, using every mental faculty to will my penis back to its flaccid state. It almost worked, but seeing Lily strip and step into the shower almost undid all my efforts.

I tugged on some clothes and went downstairs for a mug of coffee. My son was just heading out the door, laden as always with his backpack full of school stuff and his trombone case in hand. His ride was already out front, impatiently revving the engine. 

"Band practice until 4:30 this afternoon, dad."

"Need me to pick you up?" I asked. 

"Nah. I'll probably get a ride from somebody," he said as he turned his back. "But I'll call you if I can't."

"OK," I mumbled. "See you tonight."

With him out of the house and Lily in her getting-ready-in-the-morning routine, which meant standing around in her underwear for a good long while, I had a lot of trouble keeping the beast in my pants under control. I tried to sit down at my desk and check my email, but the whirr of the video system kicking in from the Kowalski bedroom proved to be too much temptation. 

When I brought the system up on my computer screen, the four cameras showed their different angles of the same scene: Linda, naked and on her knees on the bed, with Charles behind her, naked and aroused, licking her ass and jacking himself off. Linda was teasing him with all kinds of dirty talk; mostly variations on, "The next time you kiss my ass will be after Bill has fucked it with his big hard cock." They stayed in that position until Charles came, pumping a load into his own hand. Linda rolled onto her back to watch him as he brought his palm up to his mouth and hungrily licked up the load he had just shot. "There," Linda cooed. "That should hold you until you get to watch the video." They stumbled off to the bathroom to shower together, so I turned off the monitor and went back to checking my email and dealing with a couple of the more urgent things from my clients.

At long last, the clock moved to the appointed time of 9:30. I drove over to Charles and Linda's house and parked out front. I felt as nervous as a kid on his first date as I walked up to the house and knocked on the door. Linda opened it almost immediately, and the look in her eyes told me she was as eager to get me into her bed as I was to get there with her. She was wearing sweat pants and a t-shirt and had bedroom slippers on her feet. I was willing to bet that there wasn't anything under this easy-to-remove clothing. Once she had closed the front door, she practically flew into my arms and we kissed deeply. She smelled wonderful -- a mix of her shampoo and body wash mixed with a perfume I recognized as one of her favorites and, underneath it all, unmistakable hint of aroused womanhood. Even if I hadn't been horny already, this could have brought me to instant hardness by itself. As it was, I was afraid I'd cum in my pants like some kid.

When we finally broke our kiss, Linda took me by the hand and pulled me up the stairs to the bedroom. All the lights were on, the comforter was pulled off the bed and Linda had a box of condoms and a bottle of lube ready on the nightstand. We kissed briefly and then, as if on cue, broke apart and started pulling off our clothes. I had been right -- Linda had only one layer of clothing on. She was naked before I had my shoes off and my shirt undone. Dropping to her knees, she popped open the button on my slacks, pulled the zipper down and shoved the slacks and my boxers down around my ankles. Taking a deep breath, she proceeded to take as much of my throbbing hard-on into her mouth as she could before she started bobbing her head up and down on my rod. I struggled to kick my pants out of the way and finish stripping off my shirt as Linda concentrated on sucking me.

Linda's blowjob was tender and loving, but it was also impatient. She really wasn't trying to hold me back or tease me, and she made that clear. Popping me out of her mouth for just a brief moment, she looked up and me and said, "I want you to cum quickly this time so you still have some energy left for the rest of the fun we have planned." Then she plunged back down on my erection, stroking and twisting with one hand and following her fist up and down my shaft. It felt like a continual and very active deep-throat job. She was tugging at my balls with her other hand, coaxing them to give up their treasure to her hungry mouth. 

It wasn't long before I was groaning from the pleasure, straining toward a climax that I had no intention of trying to hold back. "I'm cumming," I manage to grunt and then, with a final roar, I begin to climax. Linda clung on with everything she had, holding just the head of my cock in her mouth and working her tongue frantically on the underside while stroking me as if to pump even more of my cum onto her waiting tongue. Whatever her intent, the result was that she strengthened my climax to the point that my knees almost buckled. 

As soon as my last shot of sperm oozed from my cock, Linda stood and stepped into my embrace. I knew what to expect next. Ever since the creampie adventures began between we two couples a few months ago, neither Linda nor my wife had given me a blowjob where my own jism wasn't snowballed back to me afterward in a passionate kiss. I've come to expect - even relish - this salty, gooey delight. This time was no different. Linda's mouth met mine and we kissed deeply, passing my cum back and forth, both of us reluctant to swallow and end the fun. It was a big load, and it grew with our saliva until eventually it spilled from our mouths and dripped down our bodies, spreading between us in sticky white pools where our chests were pressed together.

I suppose Linda swallowed what remained in her mouth after we broke our kiss, but I didn't. I held it on my tongue, savoring the taste, as I pushed her back onto the bed. Pulling her legs apart, I dived between her slim thighs and began to lap at her wet pussy. She was freshly shaved and so aroused that her meaty inner lips were deep red and almost stiff against my tongue. Her clitoris was peeking out of its hood, also bright red, and even the lightest swipe of my tongue against it brought a moan from her and a shudder that practically lifted her from the bed. 

Just to 'prolong her agony' I concentrated on the copious moisture that was literally pouring from her vagina, lapping up all the wetness I could and drinking it along with the load of my own fluids I held in my mouth. Linda's juices were still getting away from my hungry mouth and running down over her anus. I chased the streams down that way as well, pushing her legs up and spreading her cheeks apart to lap at the little crinkled opening that would later be welcoming my cock into its virgin depths.

I was regaining my hardness just thinking about plunging into Linda's tight rectum. I'm fairly certain that the thought was on her mind also because when I pointed my tongue and poked it stiffly against her asshole in imitation of that act, she screamed and shook in a powerful orgasm that pushed a fresh flood of juices from her. I lapped them up greedily. Soon it was too much for her and she grabbed my head to pull me up on top of her.

I stopped along the way to suck at the big puffy nipples that capped her tiny tits. As I was about to move up and kiss her, I licked up the remaining bits of cum from her chest and held them in my mouth. Rather than kiss her right away, I held my face about six inches from hers and used one hand to pull down on her jaw. She got the hint and I let the cum I had collected drip into her open mouth before dropping down to kiss her. We swirled that tasty liquid between us for as long as we could, reveling in the salty tang as much as the kiss itself. 

As the kiss continued, I let my body settle on Linda's and she wrapped her legs around my hips, drawing me closer. Without any guidance at all, my newly re-hardened cock found its way to her opening and slid in without resistance. One little push and I was completely inside her. Even though our kiss was unbroken, Linda seemed to sigh contentedly as she felt my cock slip in, her wet sheath easily stretching to accommodate me. Her pussy gave me a little squeeze while I held myself still inside her. At that point, all thought of the cameras trained on us was forgotten. We made love slowly at first. There was no urgency as we undulated against each other. For many long moments we kissed or stared into each other's eyes as our hips rocked gently against each other. 

That idyllic feeling couldn't be maintained for long, however. Linda soon pushed me to the side and, with an easy roll of her hips had flipped us both over and was riding me. My cock had never left her pussy, but now she sat upright on me, stretching herself contentedly and resting her hands behind her head as she very slightly picked up the pace of our sex. For my part, I reached up and cupped her tiny breasts and pulled and twisted their puffy nipples. "These are the sweetest little titties ever," I said. I meant it.

"I'm can tell you like them," she purred. Her pussy muscles clamped down on my shaft. "I can really tell."

I moved my hands down to her hips. "That's not all I like," I smirked, and then drove my cock deep into her with five or six hard lunges. It almost took her breath away. She gave answer by frantically riding my cock for about thirty seconds, bouncing like a jockey on a horse. She started laughing and stopped for a moment. After the giggles had dissipated, we resumed a slower pace. Linda mostly just rocked her hips -- barely moving up and down as she rode me -- and I pushed my hips up to meet her in such a way that her rolling hips increased the depths of my strokes. 

Soon Linda's breathing deepened. She also began to moan when one of my strokes hit just the right spot inside her or when the angle of her hips rubbed her clitoris against my cock or my belly just right. The pace inevitably increased as our arousal grew. I let her control the pace, trying to match her stroke-for-stroke. 

Suddenly she rose up off me, giving me a really naughty grin before spinning around and guiding my dick back into her in the 'reverse cowgirl' position. Our movements after that were almost frantic. The tenderness had gone out of it now. We were fucking - hard! She would slam herself down against me as I thrust up to meet her, then she would grind and rotate her hips in circles before lifting herself up. When she had risen to the point that I was in danger of falling out, she would slam herself down and grind some more. There was a rhythm to it and the pace increased with every cycle of drop, grind and lift. Both of us were straining toward another climax. Finally, with one last plunge and a final grinding of her hips, Linda arched her back and cried out. The clenching of her walls was the final straw for me as well and I bucked upward, unleashing a torrent of hot cum into her depths. 

Linda lay back against me briefly while we caught our breath, but soon rose up again. Bringing herself to her hands and knees over me, she backed up until we were in the '69' position and lowered her cum-filled pussy to my face. At the same time, she gently took my deflating penis in her hand and began to lap up the sticky mixture of juices that had drenched my entire crotch. Linda's mouth felt really nice as she licked up both her juices and mine from my cock and balls, avoiding the sensitive head. I tried to be gentle with her pussy as well, avoiding her clitoris and concentrating instead on lapping up the cream that slowly oozed from her channel.

After a while, neither of us could take any more and Linda rolled off beside me. Still on her knees, she turned to kiss me before settling into my arms, spooning her butt against my wilted manhood. Linda took my hand and held my open palm against her small breast. I squeezed the one breast I could reach gently, rubbing in little circles without pressing down much. The puffy nipple responded by pulling together in a taut bud under my palm and I found myself taking it between thumb and forefinger and giving it little tugs. She responded with soft moans and by pushing her ass against my cock and rolling her hips.

"Oh God, Bill," she whispered. "I'm so turned on. I'm ready for you again. Are you ready to fuck my ass?"

Wordlessly, I rolled her over on her stomach and crawled between her legs. I pulled her cheeks apart with my hands and immediately sank my face into her crack. It's amazing how accurate my dreams had been, including the wonderful musky scent of her. My cock began to respond, but I knew it would take a minute or two to regain full hardness. There was no hurry. Linda was a virgin and I needed to be patient and tender.

Linda liked the feeling of my tongue against her anus. As I continued to lick, she pushed back against me, slowly rising up on her knees with her shoulders still against the mattress. Her hands took over the job of spreading her cheeks wide, freeing mine to begin the slow process of opening her up enough for my hard-on to enter. I asked her to hand me the lubricating gel and a condom from the bedside table. I was happy to see it was an edible gel. That will make this even more enjoyable for both of us. 

I popped open the gel and poured a generous amount on my hand to warm it. It was still a bit cool when my hand made contact with her warm genitals. The shock of the cool gel made Linda flinch. She flinched again as I began to work my slick index finger into her tight passage. By now my cock was almost completely hard again and I devoted a little attention to stroking it with my free hand. I added a little more lube occasionally as I worked my index finger in and out of her asshole and when Linda started to roll her hips as I anally finger-fucked her, I started to work a second finger into her. At first she tensed up, but I gently rubbed at her engorged clit with my other hand and she opened up for my fingers. When she again rolled her hips with to meet the thrusts of my hand, I said, "I think you're ready now."

I took my fingers out of Linda's ass for a moment and hurriedly ripped open the condom packet and rolled the rubber onto my erection, then applied a generous coating of lube, and knelt behind on the bed. Her opening had already closed up as tight as if I'd never put my fingers in her, so I applied more lube to my hand and gently worked first one, then two fingers inside her again. Linda was tense, but I thought she was finally ready. With my two fingers still in place, I moved closer, my condom-clad and well-lubricated cock throbbing in my hand. At first she flinched when my rod made contact with the shining wet pucker of her ass, but then she pushed gently back at me.

"I know this sounds strange, baby, but you need to push like you're trying to push me out of you." I told her. "It'll open you up."

"OK," she grunted, and I could see her sphincter flex as I began to push against her virgin opening. I pulled my fingers away as my cock made full contact and the head began to slip in.

"Stop!" she warned me. "That hurts!" 

"I know, lover. We need to go really slow until you get used to it." I reassured her, stroking her lower back. "Sometimes it helps if you play with yourself."

"OK," she whimpered. I felt her cool fingers sliding up through her slit and bumping my cock.

I let her relax by fingering herself for a moment or so, then told her to push out again. Linda sucked her breath in and I felt her muscles flex again. This time I pushed a little more firmly and by the time she let her breath out with a whoosh, I was halfway inside her.

"Damn!" she groaned. "I feel so full!"

"Am I hurting you?" I asked.

"Not exactly," she told me. "But it isn't exactly comfortable yet. Can you add more lube? Maybe that'll help."

I dripped more of the gel around the point where my cock met her asshole, then spread even more along the remainder of my shaft. "Ready for the rest of it?" I said.

"Might as well," she chuckled as she flexed herself once more. This time my shaft slid in all the way. I stopped to let her get used to the feeling.

"I feel so full," she moaned. "Don't laugh, but it's like being pleasantly constipated."

"I've never heard it put that way," I admitted. After a few more moments of letting her get acclimated to me, I started to make very short strokes. She was still extremely tight.

Linda's only response was, "ooo." Gradually I began to lengthen my strokes and thrust a little more firmly into her. She continued to play with herself. Ever so gradually, her anus began to loosen its tight grip. 

"I think I can take some serious fucking now," Linda groaned. "Come on, Bill. Fuck my ass good!" I obliged her, and soon I was pounding her at a pretty furious pace. She had quit fingering her pussy by now and was clutching and pounding the mattress while encouraging me, between moans and groans, to fuck her as hard as I could.

Linda must have really loved this. She was even more vocal than any other time I'd had sex with her -- practically screaming, in fact. "Fuck me, baby!" was repeated over and over until I finally could hold out no more. I pulled out of her and tore off the condom, then jacked myself off all over Linda's ass. The first jet actually shot up between her shoulder blades. The later, less powerful gushes of cum spattered on her ass and one puddle of jism actually slid down between her cheeks and into her gaping anus as it clenched and tried to close. Totally spent now, we collapsed on the bed panting. 




Band Parents Ch. 07



After a bit of rest -- we may have even slept briefly -- we dragged ourselves into the shower together, where we lovingly soaped each other clean. We kissed while rinsing. In fact, we kissed so long that we could feel the water turning colder. We toweled each other off before I dressed for my trip home. Linda stayed nude to walk me down the stairs to the front door. She kissed me deeply one last time before I let myself out.

I had enough strength left to save the video and send the raw footage to Charles, but the editing would have to wait for another day. When my son came home from band practice, he found me asleep on the couch.

"Nice work if you can get it," he commented sarcastically.

If only he knew how true that was.



Band Parents Ch. 08



In the few weeks since I'd taken Linda's anal virginity, Lily and I had gotten together with Charles and Linda a couple of times, both together and separately. One Saturday, I took my son out of town to see my parents. We told them Lily had to work on a big project, but she was actually in our bedroom most of that weekend, letting Charles fuck her in the ass several times. When I returned, Lily and I made love as we watched the video of it together and we both came so hard that we collapsed into a sweaty sticky mess on the bed. I awoke a few hours later and the TV and all the lights were still on. Lily didn't even stir as I turned it all off and rejoined her in the bed.

Charles finally got to take Linda anally a week or so later when they came to our house and had a four-way tryst much like the first time, except Charles and I ended the evening anally fucking our own wives as they knelt side-by-side on the bed. Charles came over the next day with a bottle of very old and expensive single-malt scotch as a thank-you present.

Presidents Day weekend, Charles and Linda decided to take the long weekend for a getaway. Since Lily had agreed to accompany our son on a trip to some video game convention he wanted to attend, I was left to my own devices from Friday evening until Monday afternoon. To say it was quiet would be an understatement. Nothing at all was going on until fairly late on Saturday afternoon when, while I was checking my email, I heard the video system kick in. I figured Abby was up to something. Part of me (mostly my dick) hoped that she was up to some fun with her boyfriend Chris -- possibly even including her pal Melissa like they did over New Year's. I loved jerking off to that video. No such luck, however. It was merely Abby returning some of her mother's panties to her lingerie drawer and some other stuff to the closet, which was out of view of the cameras.

It was just after sunset when I got a call from Abby. She told me she had heard a noise and wanted me to investigate. When I arrived, Abby was dressed in tight jeans and a midriff-baring, very tight t-shirt. Her flame-red hair was braided into pigtails. She looked a little nervous. When I asked where she had heard the noise, she led me to her parents' bedroom. 

When I asked what kind of noise it was, she told me, "It sounded like my mom, moaning like crazy while you fucked her from behind, because that's exactly what it was." she told me. Oddly though, she didn't really seem angry. "A few weeks ago, I forgot my flute and came home during lunch hour to pick it up before we had band practice after school. When I walked in the door, I heard Mommy groaning. I was scared for a second, but then I heard her say, 'Fuck me, baby' in the middle of all that moaning, so I was curious. I thought that she and Daddy might be 'doing it' but Daddy's car wasn't here so I had to see who could possibly be fucking my mother."

"The bedroom door wasn't quite shut," Abby continued. "When I peeked in, there was mom with her butt in the air and her face down on the mattress with you fucking the shit out of her. She was pounding the mattress, clutching the sheets and begging you to fuck her harder. I will say, Mr. B., it must've been good. She's not usually that loud with Daddy."

I suppose I looked a little surprised, because Abby said, "I hear them all the time, especially lately. It's a little weird to hear your parents fucking, but anymore it really turns me on. I finger my pussy and try to time it so I come with them. Some nights they'll go two or three times."

"That's a little more information than I need to hear, Abby," I scolded, trying to maintain some adult demeanor.

"Too much information is watching some guy fuck your mother, pull out of her, tear off a condom and shoot spunk all over her back and down her ass," Abby countered. "Are you going to deny it or even try to explain it?"

Abby had to be telling the truth. She described the action exactly as it had happened, and I knew that she had seen me cum after taking Linda's anal virginity. I began to wonder what was this girl up to.

"It's kind of hard to deny, and I don't know that I necessarily owe you much explanation, Abby," I said calmly. "About all I'll say is that I'm sorry you had to witness it."

"Well, I guess I could always have my Daddy ask you explain it," she said slyly, "or maybe you could explain it to your wife?"

I was beginning to comprehend what Abby wanted from this conversation. Blackmail is an ugly thing, even though it really wouldn't have worked in this case. After all, Charles knew I was fucking Linda. Lily knew I was fucking Linda. And we all knew that Charles was fucking Lily. Abby didn't know any of that though. She had no clue that the four of us had been swapping and sharing sexual adventures together since October, and I wasn't going to tell her if I could help it. If she thought seeing me have sex with her mother was too much information, where along the scale would be the idea that her father and I both enjoyed licking the other's cum out of one of the ladies' freshly fucked pussies?

I quickly decided to play dumb and nervous. "So what do you want from me?" I asked cautiously.

She grinned. "I want what Mommy got, Mr. B.," she said, slipping closer to me. "I want you to fuck me, and fuck me good, or I tell my dad and Mrs. B everything that I saw."

"You want me to fuck you right here? Right now? On your parents' bed?"

Abby looked up at me with a devious smirk on her face. "Of course. If you fuck me good enough, I'll wash the sheets and spray a little Febreze around the room and nobody will ever know. If it's not good enough, though, I'll just have to say that you broke in and raped me..."

I smiled to myself, knowing that four cameras and a couple of very sensitive microphones were recording this whole conversation. Embarrassing as the video evidence might be, no jury would ever convict anybody once that was shown. Still, the path of least resistance would be to give the girl what she asked for while knowing that she didn't hold all the cards like she thought she did.

"Well," I pretended to stammer. "Since you put it that way, where do you want to start?"

"I knew you'd see it my way," Abby chuckled as she lifted the t-shirt over her head, revealing a black bra with pink polka dots. The shirt was quickly tossed aside and Abby reached behind her to unsnap the bra, which also was quickly discarded to reveal her breasts. As the bra floated to the floor, I caught a glimpse of the size tag on it that proclaimed her to be a 32B. Abby's conical little tits stood firm, proud and high on her chest, lightly covered with freckles just like her face. Her puffy nipples, so similar to her mother's, were pulling into hard knots as the cool air of the room touched them. 

Abby cupped her tits and glanced up at me, as if to gauge my reaction. I simply smiled. I suppose that was enough approval, for she reached for the button at the waistband of her jeans, and soon had them undone and started to push them down. As the jeans cleared the widest part of her slim hips, she turned her back to me. Her pert little butt was soon exposed, the round cheeks framed by the black and pink matching thong wedged deep in the cleft of her ass.

As she finished pushing the jeans down her slim legs and kicked them away, I stepped back slightly and began to unbutton my shirt as I admired the view. Abby stood straight and turned back to face me wearing only the black and pink thong. She stepped closer, then dropped to her knees and began to unbutton my jeans, her hands moving quickly, as if she was in a hurry to get to my cock. She roughly pushed my jeans down to about mid-thigh, then reached through the fly of my boxers to fish out my erection. 

I wasn't fully hard yet, but that wasn't going to slow Abby at all. She pounced on my dick like the early bird jumps on the first worm of the day, trying almost immediately to take its full length down her throat. I think she was trying to do a blowjob like she'd seen in a porn video or something. There wasn't a lot of tongue action involved, though she did slip down and lap at my balls a little now and then. Mostly she just tried to suck me down her gullet and most of the time she managed it, at least for a moment or two. Then she'd pull off, gasping for breath, only to catch her breath and dive again. Occasionally she would gag and pull away coughing.

To be totally honest, I've had better blowjobs, but when a hot little 18-year-old redhead is naked on her knees and sucking on your cock, she can do it however she wants. What Abby wanted to do was to take my entire cock in her mouth as deeply as possible. She didn't use her hands on my cock at all, using them instead to pull my hips toward her as I stood there, quite literally fucking her face.

Her blowjob method was sloppy and noisy. She gasped loudly when she came up for air. She drooled so much saliva down her chin so that it dripped on her chest and slid down her flat stomach. The gagging and grunting sounded almost like a rooting hog. It wasn't romantic, but then this wasn't about romance. It was obvious she wasn't trying to prolong my pleasure. There was no teasing me and then backing off. Abby was hell-bent on sucking me off as fast as she possibly could. Maybe she figured this old man wouldn't be able to get it up again, I don't know, but I wasn't going to chance it.

I yanked on Abby's red ponytail, pulling her off my dick and onto her feet. Then I forcefully pushed her onto the bed on her back. Hooking my fingers in the waistband of her thong, I yanked the panties roughly down her legs and threw them behind me. Then I grabbed her hips, stepped between her feet and pulled her to the edge of the bed, forcing her thighs wide apart and positioning my cock at her shaved pussy lips. I could see that she was extremely wet already, and with her saliva covering my hard-on, I knew there was no real need to go slowly. I was not in a mood to be tender anyway. The little tramp was using sex as a weapon and trying to blackmail me, and the more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I decided that if sex was going to be the weapon in this contest, then I'd outgun her to the best of my ability, and that meant giving her the hardest fucking I'd ever given any woman in my life. 

I pushed my cock into her completely in one fast stroke and then began to fuck her with all my strength. There was no tenderness, no taking it slow. I pounded her furiously and, oddly enough, she was getting off on it. I counted at least three orgasms – big ones – before I felt my own cum starting to rise from my balls. 

"I'm going to cum, Abby," I grunted. "I'm going to cum deep in your tight little pussy." 

"Do it, Mr. B.," Abby grunted. "Fill my pussy with your hot cum!"

With a loud groan, I plunged deep into her canal and unloaded my sperm against her cervix, which made her cum one more time. Not giving her a chance to rest or catch her breath, I spun her around into a 69 position with my temporarily deflated, cum-covered cock dangling in her face. She struggled to get away from my tongue as I begin to probe her pussy. "No, Mr. B. I'm all messy down there now!"

"You wanted what your mom got," I reminded her. "And what she got was eaten out after I'd fucked her, just like this." Then I ran my tongue through her slit and drank up the jism that was pouring from her tight little teenaged pussy.

"Damn, Mr. B!" Abby groaned as I buried my face in her cunt. "Nobody would ever believe my mom was that kinky."

As I licked up all the juices pouring from Abby's pussy, I'd occasionally chase a few smears of the white goo down the crack of her ass. After a while, she got into the whole dirty scene and started sucking on my gooey cock. Next I started working my index finger all the way up in her rectum while I sucked viciously on her clit. She stiffened and released me from her mouth, then screamed as her biggest climax of the evening crashed over her. As she came, she squirted an absolute flood of her juices into my face. As I came up for air, I could tell that even my hair was wet with her juices. The sheet underneath her was soaked, as was a big patch of the bedroom carpet. 

Experiencing her incredible climax was all it had taken to bring my second erection to full strength, but Abby was nearly comatose after her squirting orgasm. "Let her rest," I thought to myself, "I'll fuck her some more when she wakes up." I wandered into the bathroom for a washcloth so I could wipe off my face. Stroking my cock gently to keep my hard-on going as I strolled toward the master bathroom, I could see that the closet doors were ajar. Even before I got all the way to them, I could see the telltale red light of a video camera.

"So the little minx is recording this for blackmail," I chuckled to myself as I stepped into the master bathroom and washed my face. My cock hardened completely as reached in the closet and retrieved the small video camera and its tripod. Already my mind was racing ahead to incorporating the footage from the closet into the edited video of this night with Abby. I also had plans for grabbing some point-of-view footage of what I was going to do next.

I set the camera on the by the bed, making sure it was aimed where it got a good view of her face, then I grabbed Abby under her knees, spreading and lifting her legs as I worked my hardness into her juicy pussy. Again, there was no tenderness involved as I fucked her. She was still unresponsive. I guess that I'd fucked her out. This time when I was ready to cum, I grabbed the camera from its tripod and knelt beside Abby's head to stroke myself off. Two huge spurts of cum pasted both of her eyes, and the last few, less powerful, jets coated her lips.

That managed to rouse her to near consciousness. "Damn, Mr. B." she exclaimed as she tried to wipe the cum out of her eyes. "You cum by the bucket!"

"Thank you." I replied, still focusing the camera on her cum-plastered face as I continued. "Just so we're clear, Abby. My wife and your father know that I'm fucking your mom. In fact, your dad is fucking my wife. Sometimes we all do it in the same room. Everything is open and above-board between the four of us. 

Abby sat bolt upright in bed, her eyes wide with shock as my words sank into her brain. "You mean my parents are swingers?" she squealed. "Holy crap!"

"Yes, they are," I replied. "And just so you don't get any other wild ideas, Miss Kowalski, I'm going to take this video with me, and you will never mention any of this to your parents." 

Abby never told anyone, but her experience with me made another impression on her. A week or so after I fucked her on her parents' bed, she took her boyfriend Chris in there and fucked him. I saw her wink slyly at one of the cameras when she turned away from him to strip off her skirt and panties. It was a marathon fucking session that ended with Chris blasting a huge load into Abby's tight pink pussy as she rode him reverse-cowgirl style. Before he could catch his breath, the little minx shuffled back on her knees, planted her oozing cunt on his face and took his slime-coated cock in her mouth. It didn't end well. Chris threw her off him, yelled at her for being 'a sick bitch' for thinking he was gay and wanted to eat cum. 

Abby contented herself in the arms, and pussy, of her friend Melissa after that, regularly giving me a show from Charles and Linda's bedroom. Melissa brought her boyfriend once, and he fucked both girls, who lovingly licked each other clean after he filled them up. Abby always found a way to wink at one of the cameras during these sessions. She knew I was watching.



Band Parents



"If you keep kissing me like that, I'll be late picking up Abby," she groaned as she checked her watch. "As it is, I've got to hurry just to get a shower so I don't smell like sex when I pick her up." She leaned in to kiss my cheek. "And you better wash your face and brush your teeth." Linda hurriedly stood and slipped on her thong panties and her shorts, then rearranged her bra and re-buttoned her blouse. I got dressed, too. We shook out the picnic blanket and gathered everything up for our walk back to the parking lot. 

When we got there, she looked nervously around as if to check for possible prying eyes, then kissed me softly on the cheek. "Tomorrow for a run?" she asked.

"Definitely," I said with a smile. "Got to keep in shape."

The next several mornings were rainy, and though Linda and I met and ran for our exercise, we didn't linger to talk much. It was well into the next week before the weather was pleasant again. Even then, that Tuesday morning was foggy. We enjoyed our run and our cool-down laps the same as always.

"This fog is supposed to burn off later and finally let us have a nice day," she said as we were gathering our things. "Ready for another picnic?"

"You bet."

"Same place and time?"

"Sure," I said, my cock starting to rise just at the thought of our last picnic. "Chicken again, or something else?"

"I'll get us some subs," she told me as she turned to go. "See you for lunch!"

I hurried home for a shower before slugging through the pressing business of the day. While I showered, I thought about Linda's mouth on my cock, the way she covered every inch of my cock and balls with her slippery tongue, and I decided to do something I hadn't done for several years. Stepping from the shower, I grabbed my razor from the medicine cabinet, climbed back under the running water with my back to the spray and proceeded to lather up and shave my balls. Linda's tongue felt fantastic, but I was certain we'd both enjoy it more if there weren't all those long hairs in the way.

My shower finished, I dressed and went to my home office to deal with a couple of pressing issues for my clients.

By the time I'd taken care of my clients, it was nearly 11:30 AM. I realized that I had just enough time to run one necessary errand before meeting Linda for lunch at the park. I headed for the drug store and found the aisle with the condoms. Not having bought condoms since college, I was met with a befuddling array of choices. Thin, normal, ultra-sensitive? Lubricated or not? Colors? Ribbed? I chose a three-pack of lubricated Trojans that promised greater sensitivity. I did remember that condoms cut down on how much of my partner's inner walls I felt, and I didn't want to miss many of those sensations with Linda.

"11:50. Just time to get to the park," I thought aloud as I started the car and the dashboard clock lit up. I tried not to drive too fast through the residential streets on my way to lunch, but it was hard to be patient as I imagined what could happen after lunch. It turned out that I was the first to arrive. Slipping the small pack of condoms into my back pocket, I strolled toward the picnic tables to sit and wait for Linda to arrive, taking care to toss away the sack and sales receipt from the pharmacy. "Can't leave evidence," I muttered as I dropped them into the trash barrel.

I had just gotten settled on the picnic bench when Linda drove up and parked several spaces away from my car. She bounded out of her SUV with a bag from Subway in one hand and her purse in the other. She did a bit of fumbling trying to get the blanket out of the back seat and put her keys away. I was about to get up and offer to help her when she appeared to get it all under control and start strolling my direction. Today she was wearing a loose-fitting one-piece print dress, about knee length.

"You've been waiting forever, haven't you?" she asked nervously as she walked up to me.

"Actually, no," I reassured her. "I just got here myself. Can I carry something?"

"Thanks!" she gushed, offering the blanket so I could take it off her arm. "I was afraid I'd have to make two trips there for a while. Lead the way."

I headed off along the trail in the woods, not quite sure where I was going. I was sure I'd gone too far at one point, when Linda spoke from behind me. "That next opening on the right." Suddenly I was back in a familiar place, carefully picking my way back to the clearing made by the fallen tree. I spread the blanket, and sat down to pull off my shoes.

"Is the Italian Sub alright by you, or do you want this ham and cheese?" she asked as she began digging in the bag she brought with her. 

"Either one is fine by me," I said. 

"I just grabbed cokes and potato chips too. Is that OK?" she asked. "I'm sorry I didn't take the time to ask this morning."

"It's OK, really," I said. "Honestly, my mind isn't really on food."

She laughed. "Mine either, but I'm certain we're going to need our strength."

"I hope so," I answered with a wink. I took the Italian sub and my bag of chips and canned coke. We ate in silence. I think both of us knew that the food wasn't why we were here this time.

Once we were finished -- and it was a surprisingly short time -- we bagged up our trash and wordlessly moved into each other's arms, our kisses turning deeply passionate almost at once as we settled onto our sides on the blanket. I slipped a hand under the hem of her dress and slid it up the back of her thigh until it met the back of her panties, where I slipped under the leg band and cupped the cheek of her ass. She responded by grasping my already hard cock through my jeans. She broke our kiss and gazed at me with an expectant look in her eyes. I pulled my hand from under her dress and reached into my back pocket. Holding the condom packet up to her face, I said, "Is this what you were hoping for?"

If Linda's kisses were passionate up to that point, they were chaste in comparison to what came next. She not only kissed me, she pounced on me. I was knocked flat on my back as she crawled onto me, stretching her full length, pressing every inch of her body against mine. Rolling off me, she tugged frantically at my belt. When it was loosened, she went after the snaps of my jeans with the same ferocity. My jeans thus opened, she tugged downward at the combined waistbands of my jeans and my boxers. I lifted my hips to help her. She stopped once they were all bunched around my knees and knelt to suck briefly on my cock. 

Pulling her mouth away, she looked up at me with a glassy-eyed expression and said, "Put that rubber on, quick. I need you inside me."

As I fumbled with the wrapper and rolled the condom down my cock, Linda reached up under her dress and pulled off her panties, tossing them over to where her shoes were on the edge of the blanket. Then, lifting the loose-fitting dress over her hips, she turned and knelt on the blanket, facing away and presenting her ass to me. I could see how wet her pussy was and I couldn't wait to finally get my dick inside her. As I positioned myself behind her and took hold of my cock to aim it at her entrance, Linda reached between us and took over for me, angling my cock toward her pussy and pressing herself back until I began to slide into her.

She was so wet that I slid in easily. I was most of the way in when I felt my cock "bottom out" in her. She moaned and I felt her wet walls clamp down on my cock as she began the first of many climaxes. I started to move in and out of her in long slow strokes that she met with gusto. Every time I pushed in, Linda would push back against me, urging me to push deeper. I tried to give her what she wanted.

I wanted this to last -- Who knew if or when we'd ever get a chance to do this again? -- I began moving in and out of Linda's pussy with slow full-length strokes. Linda responded by moaning almost constantly. When I had pulled back to where only the head of my cock was left in her pussy, it seemed like a sigh as if she was disappointed. When I was buried in her depths it sounded like a purr of contentment. 

It wasn't long before she took charge of our lovemaking, pushing herself back against me, grinding her hips in circles and flexing her inner muscles. The sensations were incredible, and she accompanied it with a running litany of increasingly filthy language, encouraging me to even greater arousal and driving me along with her words and her moans and grunts.

I lowered myself to where I could kiss along her spine while we fucked. Every time my tongue hit a certain spot between her shoulder blades, she would get even wilder; the spasms in her pussy were evidence of that, so I kept licking that spot until she was practically screaming from the sensations. 

Soon I reached under her and began pulling on a taut nipple, which brought a fresh wave of moisture from her cunt and caused her to cry out, "Fuck me! Make me cum all over your cock." I figured I'd help her get there by reaching down and fingering her clit, but just as the thought entered my head I could feel Linda's fingernails bumping against my balls and knew that she had taken matters into her own hands. I concentrated instead on licking that surprise erogenous zone between her shoulder blades and pulling on each hard nipple in turn.

Linda's sounds during sex were nothing in comparison to the wail that came up from her when her orgasm overtook her. I don't know how I rode out her climax, but despite the frantic motion of her hips and the even more intense internal churning my cock was subjected to, I didn't climax with her. She seemed grateful that I continued thrusting myself into her depths at a steady pace as she came down from her high. Looking over her shoulder at me, she said, "Just keep fucking me until you cum. I love the way your dick feels in me."

I nodded and continued to move my cock in and out of her as she kept pushing herself back to meet each thrust and ground her ass in a circle each time she was fully impaled on me. After a few more minutes that I wished could have lasted even longer, I felt myself approaching the point of no return and grunted, "I'm ready." At this point, Linda spurred me on. "Come on, Bill. Cum deep inside me. Fill that rubber up!" With her encouragement, I unleashed spurt after spurt into the rubber. I wished it could have been directly into her velvety channel, but it still felt wonderful.

Linda waited until I had quit thrusting and twitching in her pussy before she slowly pulled herself off my cock and lay down on the blanket. She propped herself on one elbow and smiled up at me. I was still on my knees, the filled condom still in place on my deflating rod, my balls wet with her juices. "Better get cleaned up," she chided me. "School's out in twenty minutes." Sitting up, she tugged the sticky condom off and mopped me up with a napkin from our lunch, then reached for her own panties and slid them up her slim legs while I stood and pulled my pants up. 

When we were dressed, she rose to her feet and hugged me. "Thanks for a great lunch, Bill," she giggled. "Dessert was incredible."

"See you for our usual run in the morning?" I asked hopefully. 

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," she grinned. "I love working out with you."

We folded our blanket, gathered up our trash and walked back to the parking lot. I was pretty sure this sort of thing could happen again. I hoped it was soon.