15 comments/ 31239 views/ 4 favorites Libby By: murphy621 I have it all. A beautiful apartment on Park Avenue, a spacious home on 10 acres in Southampton, a winter home in Palm Beach and a delightful getaway villa at the tip of Cap D'Antibes. I have a Ferrari when I want to drive myself and a chauffeur driven Rolls Royce when I don't want to bother looking for a parking place. I have a family with none of the responsibilities and two lovers at my beck and call. My name is Libby Crawford and I am 45 years old and I should tell you my story from the beginning. I was born in small coal mining town in West Virginia. My father died in a mine cave in when I was twelve and my two older brothers had to quit school when they each reached sixteen to go to work in the mines. My mother needed all the help she could get. I watched her struggle for survival, until they each could bring home a paycheck. I knew that I would have to escape the poverty that awaited me if I remained there. I was a good student in high school and as I grew out of adolescence I became some what of a beauty. I was a cheer leader and the queen of the senior prom in high school. Then I was able to get a scholarship to West Virginia State University which was not too far from home and it covered my tuition for the whole four years. Because I had to work to cover my other expenses, I got a job as a waitress in one of the better restaurants in town, working weekends and several nights a week. It wasn't easy keeping my grades up to keep the scholarship but I managed. It also didn't leave me much time for dating. That didn't bother me at all because any guy I ever went out with was always trying to get in my pants. I met two guys there who were to become very important in my future, Dan Gottlieb in my sophomore year and Lance Armbruster in my senior year. Dan was a sweet guy and a good friend. He was working his way through school studying finance and working at the same restaurant where I worked . It was to him that I lost the virginity that I had protected all through high school. We had finished our shift on a Saturday night and it was cold and windy. As we walked out together, I complained that I had a long walk back to my room and that I would be frozen by the time I got there. Dan said, "I'll take you home. I have my car here and it not too much out of my way." "Thanks, Dan but I wasn't asking you for a ride." "Don't be silly, what are friends for? I would have given you a ride before this if I knew you didn't have your own car. I never would have let you walk alone at this time of night." So every night after that, he took me home. A few weeks later on another cold and rainy night he took me home in his old faithful VW Beetle when it turned out to be not so faithful. He had dropped me off and walked me to my door and after we said good night he returned to the car to go home. About fifteen minutes later I heard a knock on my door. It was Dan; he looked drowned as he sheepishly asked if he could use my phone to call for help. The car would not start. He called but could get no help from anyone. The auto club was overwhelmed and could not come until tomorrow. I said, "You can't walk home in this weather. Stay here, my two room mates went home for the weekend so you can have their room. Take your wet clothes off, you are soaked. I'll make some hot chocolate." I had changed into a pair of old flannel PJ's that I had almost out grown and they were a bit tight on me. But I was so accustomed to being only with two other girls in the apartment that I never gave any thought of what my appearance would do to Dan. He had taken off his wet jacket but his pants were soaked and he was still shivering. "Dan take off those wet pants. You will catch pneumonia." "Can't, I only have jockey shorts underneath." "Don't be silly. I have two older bothers and I have seen them hundreds of times in their shorts." Reluctantly he took them off and I gave him his hot chocolate and curled up on the sofa next him. We talked and then I noticed his eyes were not on my face, he was looking at my chest. I looked down and saw my nipples standing at attention, very noticeable in my tight PJ top. I looked at Dan's lap and saw something else at attention. When I looked up at him he said, "I am sorry, I just can't help it. You are so beautiful and I have loved you ever since I first met you." "Dan, you are so sweet. That is a beautiful compliment." I leaned over to give him a kiss on the cheek but he turned his head and I landed smack on his lips. I was startled and my hand tipped the hot drink into his lap and as he jumped away he tipped his drink onto my chest. Neither of us was scalded but we were both certainly wet and chocolate covered. After our initial surprise, both of us started to laugh. I stripped off my PJ top and wiped my self with it and he took off his jockeys and cleaned himself with them. He said, "That chocolate is too good to waste." He started licking my chest and then my tits. When he got to my nipples I started to moan. "Ohhhhhhh Dan you shouldn't." "I know but you taste so good and I have wanted to do this for the longest time." "OOOOO yes, suck right there." His lips had reached my nipple and I was lost to the sensation. My hand went to his cock and it was till wet." "Wait," I said, "Let me clean you too." And I bent to the task licking his thighs and balls and then his cock. The taste of the chocolate was good but the taste of his precum was salty and better. His hand slid down my back and across the curve of my ass and entered my pussy from the back. It was the first time any hand except my own that had ever gone there. It felt wonderful. I knew I wanted his cock in there. I was still a virgin, but I wanted to become a woman that night. I rose up and while straddling him I presented my tits to him. "Suck." I commanded and like a good boy he did. I reached underneath me and guided his cock into me, then settled down onto it. He was like a dog with a bone or a piglet on a teat. He suckled and bit and teased my nipples until they got painful and I loved it. Meanwhile I was in complete control of the sensations in my pussy. I would clamp his cock and then release it, rise up and slide down and then wiggle my butt to titillate him. I could feel my climax beginning. "OOOOOH, I'm cumming. Do it Dan. Cum with me, now!" We both exploded. I could feel him cum in me as my contractions overwhelmed my senses. I collapsed against him, my face buried in his shoulder, my tits pressed against his chest. "Dan that was so good." "I love you." was the reply. I could feel our combined juices running out of me and I said, "I think I will have to clean you up again." I jumped off of him and licked his thighs and cock clean. Then I knelt on the sofa, presented my ass, and said, "Now it's your turn. Clean me up." Nothing happened. "Come on Dan, I did it for you. Return the favor or you will never get this pussy again." I was watching the struggle in his mind reflecting on his face and then he knelt and buried his face in my ass and started licking my cunt. It was then that I realized the power of my pussy. "That's it baby lick right there. MMMMM11MMMMM Yes. A little further down. Yes, yes right there on the clittie. OOOOOOooh Danny, you are too good, you are going to make me cum again. AGHHHHHHHHHHHH." I squirted right on his face. If I had known that sex was so good I would have lost my virginity sooner. He finished licking me clean and I turned to him and licked his face. "My gawd Danny that was so good. It was the first time for me. I thought it would hurt but it didn't." "It was the first for me too and I meant it when I said I love you." "I saw you hesitate when I told you to clean my pussy. If you want it again you are going to have to do what I tell you without hesitation. Is that clear?" "Yes Libby, I understand. I then knew the power I had over him. I loved it. I had gotten accustomed to being bossy at home with my mother and brothers. When Dad died my mother just collapsed, so at twelve years old I had to run the household. I told them I wasn't going to cook and clean for them unless they followed my rules, my mother included and they listened to me. I was pretty much the boss, even to collecting their paychecks and giving them their allowance. So for the next two years, after Dan replaced one of my room mates, Dan was not only my fuck toy but my chauffeur, my errand boy, my maid and he did my home work too. In my senior year I met Lance and he was every thing a guy named Lance should be. He was blonde, six foot two, broad shoulders narrow hipped and quarterback on the foot ball team. Everywhere he went he had girls hanging on him. I met him at a frat house party I had gone to with Dan. I was coming back from the bathroom, he was waiting for me. "I was watching you. I like the way you dance," he said. "I noticed you too. You are not so bad yourself." "I want the next dance with you." "That would be lovely but I am here with a date and you will have to ask him for permission to dance with me." Now I knew that I could do anything I wanted to do and Dan would say OK. I had him wrapped around my little finger but I also knew if I just went off and danced with Lance, I would be just another piece of meat for him. So I played hard to get even though I was dying to get to know him. I returned to my table and sat next to Dan, I had my fingers crossed. The next slow number started and Lance came to the table and asked Dan if he could spare his lovely date for a dance. Dan was flustered, "I I I don't know." He looked at me and I nodded, so Dan said, "O K K Kay, I guess." I kissed Dan on the cheek as I got up and said, "Thank you honey." and as I turned to Lance, I said, "Now I am yours for this dance." As I moved into his arms Lance said, "How can you date such a wimp?" "He is very good to me and takes good care of me. I like him a lot." "But you don't love him?" "I haven't yet met a man I could love." "Yes you have. Me!" "Come on Lance, we haven't even finished our first dance." "I want to take you home tonight." "Sorry, Dan brought me and he will take me home. If you want to take me home you will have to take me out first." "I don't crawl for anyone." "I am not asking you to crawl, just to be a gentleman." With that I turned away from him and walked back to Dan and asked him to take me home. I was a psychology major and I was hoping that I had applied the lesson that 'what you can't have, you desire more.' On the way home Dan told me, "I didn't like that guy. I didn't the way he held you when you danced. At least he asked me if you could dance with him." I smiled to myself because it was my first step in making Lance do my bidding. "He is just full of himself because he is so popular and good looking. He wanted to take me home." My little nudge to make Dan a bit more insecure. "But I told him you brought me and you will take me home." Dan was beaming when we walked into the apartment and I fucked his brains out that night. Two nights later Lance called and asked me for a date and after a little bantering between us I accepted. Dan asked, "Who was that?" "Lance." I answered "Did I hear you accept a date?" "Yes I did." "How could you do that? I thought that we...." "We WHAT!" I interrupted sharply, we graduate in June and you are going off to New York and I don't know where I am going. We are not engaged or even promised to one another. Even though you told me you love me I never said I loved you. I like you a lot but I am going out with him. You want me to be happy, don't you honey?" I wheedled. Dan pouted, and said, "How can you accept a date from him when I am sitting in the room with you? It's humiliating." I moved into the chair with him, I saw his cock was already hard. I was stroking it as I said, "Danny baby, it's only a date. You are the one who makes love to me, the only one who kisses my tits and pussy or puts his cock on me." I knew it wouldn't be true for much longer. I made Dan help me pick out the clothes I was going to wear on my date and he wasn't happy about it. I teased him constantly as I put on each article and I could see his erection grow and when I had him roll up my stockings and attach the garter belt I stroked it for him. I made him get naked to put on my bra and panties and I got him off with my foot as he put on my black four inch stilettos. By now Dan was completely submissive. I reveled in the power I had over him. When Lance arrived to pick me up I had Dan sitting in an arm chair wearing only his bathrobe. I greeted Lance with a kiss on the cheek. I knew it would get to Dan and sure enough I could see his hard cock tenting his robe. He was too embarrassed to move his robe to cover it. I left with, "Good night Dan, don't wait up, I'll probably be late." As we walked to the car Lance said, "How can you live with that guy? He is a wimp, a pussy." "He is a nice guy and very sweet. He takes good care of me." "You need a real man to take care of you." "Do you know any one who could fill that bill?" "Yeah, Me," he said. I laughed. We went on and on like that all evening with him trying to feel me up and get into my pants but I didn't give a bit. When we got to my door I opened it and turned to him and said, "I had a wonderful time tonight; I hope we can do it again." I had seen Dan, still in his robe, in the chair behind the door. I put my arms around Lance's neck and gave him a passionate kiss then I broke away from with, "Good night Lance." and I closed the door. Always leave them hungry but with hope was my motto. I heard Dan, "How could you kiss him like that?" "Aawwwwww, Danny, don't be jealous. It's you I am going to bed with. I can see how much you missed me." I grabbed his cock and used it to lead him into the bedroom where I fucked him so good that he was apologizing for being jealous. I didn't let Lance get into my pants until our fourth date. By that time I knew that he had signed with Pittsburgh for a very handsome bonus and a huge contract, at least at that time it seemed huge. Anyway, I had him panting for me. We walked into the apartment and Dan was nowhere to be seen. I had told him to make himself scarce and not to come back until morning. I looked at Lance and said, "Would you like something to eat or drink?" Completely in character he said "I would like to eat you." "I would like that too but I am saving it for the guy I marry." "You mean that Dan lives here and you never......." "You always said he was a wimp." "Damn it I want you." "I told you I was saving it." "But I love you." "Enough to marry me?" "Yes, enough to marry you!" "Then ask me nicely." "Libby will you marry me?" "Only if you really mean it." "I do mean it. I really love you." "Of course I will marry you. I have been dying for you to ask me. Let me show you how much I love you." I knelt in front of him, opened his belt and pants and took him in my mouth. He was bigger than Dan but I could still swallow him. I got him to the point where I thought he would cum when I let him slip out of my mouth. "Why did you stop? I was almost there." "Because I want you inside of me." In a flash he had me on my back on the sofa, my panties off and he was fucking me. He came almost before I felt him in me. "Wow, he said, that was great." "Maybe it was for you but I never got off." "It's going to take me a while to get it up again." "Nothing doing Buster, I want off now." "How am I going to do that?" "You said you wanted to eat me." "I don't do cream pies." "Why not, it's your jism.? If you can't get me off, I don't want to marry you. I don't want a lousy lover for a husband." I lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties and sat on the edge of the sofa. "Come on baby. Prove you are a man of your word." He knelt and put his face in front of my pussy. I could feel his breath on me and then he LICKED. I let out my breath, I knew I had him. I fondled his head and felt his tongue go to work. I cooed, "That's it baby. You are my man, I love you so much. Tongue me deeper. I'm cumming. Yes. Drink from me. Aaaaaaah." and I came. I kissed him and licked his cum covered face. He stayed until morning and I fed him breakfast. After he left, with my promise to move in with him, Dan came home. "You did it. You fucked him didn't you?" "Yes I did Dan and I am going to marry him." "You're a cold hearted bitch leading me on like that." "Leading you on? I never told you I loved you and you got plenty of fucking from me. I kept you very happy." He said, "I'll pack and leave." "No need," I said, "I am moving in with Lance. You stay, you paid the rent." And with that parting shot I left Dan. I moved in with Lance and after graduation we moved to Pittsburgh and after his first season we got married. He played backup quarterback for his first season and after that he was the starter. One day, about a year after graduation he asked me if I ever from 'the faggot'. I said, "Who is that?" "You know the guy you were with before we got married." "You mean Dan? He is not queer. He never went with another man." It was then I noticed that he always called men he didn't like, faggots. Our sex life was pretty good and after that first time I always got him to clean me afterwards with his tongue. In fact he got to like it so much he went down on me afterwards without me telling him. It was around that time that he really got into ass fucking me and cleaning me there too. I didn't care where he fucked me; I came well in either place. When he started his second season he became a star and after his second away game he suggested that we have a three some. I replied, "Nothing doing, I never did it with a woman." Actually I had, with one of my room mates, before I met Dan. "No, no, I want to see another man fuck you." "Are you crazy Lance, I don't want to cheat on you." "No honey, it's not cheating. I'll be right there with you. I know you have had other men." "I only was with Dan before we got married." "OK, only the faggot, but I want to see you with another guy now. " We argued a bit and I finally gave in and he said he would bring home one of his team mates. The next week he brought home Leroy. Leroy was a 'blocking back' and he was black. One of the guys who was supposed to protect Lance from being sacked and because he did such a good job, he and Lance had formed a friendship. I didn't realize just how good a friendship until later. When Lance introduced us I still hadn't gotten over my surprise. "H H Hello Leroy." I was looking at 250 ponds of solid muscle. To me, he looked like the 'Hulk'. He said to Lance, "Now I believe you man, she is gorgeous," and with that he leaned forward, put his hand behind my head, and kissed me. I tried to pull back but he held me tight and Lance stepped behind me and pressed me into Leroy. I was the meat in the sandwich. I felt Lance's cock against my ass and Leroy's on my belly. Lance deftly unbuttoned my skirt and Leroy stripped my sweater over my head and before I knew it I was standing in just my bra and panties and stockings. Leroy opened my bra and Lance stripped down my panties, I was never naked so fast in my life. They must have been practicing! Lance held me tight against him and said, "Show her Leroy." Leroy dropped his pants and shorts and proudly displayed his cock. I looked and said, "My gaawwd, it's huge." "Go on honey, touch it." Lance encouraged I put one hand on it and I could not reach all the way around. I put the other hand below the first and I could not cover the length of it. I have to admit, I was fascinated. I had seen my brothers and been with Dan and Lance but nothing could compare with this tool. Leroy lifted me like I was a feather and held my pussy against his chest while he sucked my tits. I felt Lances tongue probing my ass and I wondered, Libby & Her Sister The advertisement intrigued me. I was not looking for an involvement of the sort that eventuated but I thought what the hell and replied. I should recap. I'm a middle-aged man living alone after a long and unhappy relationship with a woman who was more interested in money than anything else including my or our happiness. I'm not bitter. I'm simply delighted to be shot of her. Her children and I still get along fine but she is not someone I ever want to see or speak to again. I was cruising the personal columns looking for a woman my own age who was looking for a bit of fun - nothing more. What caught my eye was an advertisement for a 'young girl' looking for a sugar daddy. I replied for a laugh and went to bed masturbating about the thought of a young woman bouncing on my cock. The next evening I had a reply. 'Libby' was 19 or so she said and lived in the deep south of the country about 400 miles away. She wasn't really what I wanted in terms of age and distance but she was a nice kid and a relationship based on chat and a few modestly posed photos ensued. I got the sense that all was not well with her and this was confirmed one day when I got a text message from her asking for money. Despite wanting a sugar daddy she had never asked for cash or anything other than my attention. I got her bank account number and dropped $1000 in that afternoon. There was no reply to my messages that evening and I assumed that that was it. Imagine my surprise when I got a call on my cell phone asking if I could meet Libby at the local airport. It's a long drive from my place up in the hills down to the airport. When I say local I mean two hours drive. I'm pretty isolated and I like it that way. Well I got to the airport and saw Libby who looked awfully young. Alarm bells went off was this girl really as old as she claimed. Moreover she wasn't alone there was another girl with her. Running up and throwing her arms around me she gave me a hug but winced as I responded and squeezed her. Under her dark glasses she was sporting a black eye she would have to explain to me later. She introduced her little sister Angela who was similar in looks to her sister but very slender. To cut a long story short. The girls lived with their drunken father and upon his discovering that his elder daughter was having photo's taken by her sister and posting them to me he beat them both and threw them out disowning them. Angela was 17 and I had them both on my doorstep so to speak. They both sported bruises so I thought the first stop would be a doctor. They were both a bit nervous but agreed and so we set off. Libby was okay but Angela had a cracked rib and was in some pain. X-rays, pain killers and a few hundred dollars later we were on our way to my place. I still had no idea what to other than to offer refuge. While e-mail exchanges had been fun the reality left me a little flustered. These girls were younger than my daughters! I should pause to describe Libby. She was about 5'3" and while not chubby had lovely curves that filled out her worn jeans just beautifully. The visible panty line showed she wore full briefs and the way her medium sized breasts moved I could tell she wore no bra. Her hair was a crop of black curls, her eyes blue and her skin white. Her sister was a gangly carbon copy. As we approached home I still had no idea what I was going to do. Feed them clothe them and try not to get arrested. I tackled the matter of age with Libby and she flashed her passport which indeed showed she had turned 19 a month or two back. At home we eased Angela out of the car and I showed them the room they would have to share. Libby seemed very quiet so I went to pour a bath for her sister to soak in. When it was ready I called her and she and her sister arrived. Libby said she'd stay and assist Angela and I left to get some early dinner ready. About an hour later they emerged and I was surprised that Libby hadn't taken the chance to freshen up. Angela was in a robe and towel I'd provided. We had dinner and Angela headed for bed. It was soon after the first glass of wine that Libby downed that she made a clumsy pass at me. Saying she wanted a bath she asked if I'd be joining her. I was still so surprised at the day's events that I asked her to repat what she'd said. She murmured that she wanted me to join her. I declined as gently as I could and Said that she should think very carefully about asking me to get naked with her because there was no question that it would lead to sex. She smiled and went off alone to bathe. I was tidying up when I felt her arms circle my waist from behind. She was attired similarly to her sister. Towel on her head and a robe. When I returned the hug she winced again and kissing her on the cheek I suggested she head for bed and I'd see her in the morning. She pouted a little and said okay pressing a small piece of cloth into my hand as she headed off with a giggle. I was left standing at the sink with her panties fresh from a day's wear against her pussy in my hand. She told me that she wanted to sleep with me but that she was too sore to have me on top of her. I began to wonder just what this girl knew about sex given that as a big man I was used to women being on top of me. There was much too much of the outward appearance of worldliness about her to be true I thought. I still had her panties in my hand and I guess I just gave into temptation but I took her hand and led her to my bedroom next door to where her sister was sleeping. Making sure the connecting door was locked I shut the door behind us and went to sit on the bed to remove my shoes. She asked if I didn't like her 'present' I told her I was sure I would but we needed to clear up a lot of stuff. She got up on the bed and sat cross legged, under her robe she had a large t-shirt of mine but obviously no underpants. As she settled I caught a flash of dark curls and a pink cleft beneath. We talked into the night about the day and our situation. Our e-mail exchanges had become very intimate but here we confronted a reality. I was still not convinced by her but unless she bunked with her sister there was nowhere else for her and she was of age and I was horny and ...nothing happened. We slept. I learnt two things that evening. Libby knew damn all about sex. She'd had one fleeting unsatisfactory encounter and that was it. She was a virgin in all but the technical sense as the boy had come about halfway inside her and she'd had all 'the pain and no gain'. Her sister was a more interesting problem, she was sure that Angela liked women so bang went any fantasies I had for her 18th birthday party. As such it wasn't a massively complicating factor as my neighbour about a mile away was an attractive lesbian in her early thirties. We were firm friends since she got over her wariness of me. Naturally she'd assumed that I'd like to get into her pants but I'd never pressed the point and one Christmas time when the community got together and she'd got very drunk, I'd found her out the back of the hall relieving herself - except she'd forgotten to drop her jeans. I'd bundled her out of the way and taken her home. On boxing day morning there had been a knock on my door. A somewhat shamefaced and hungover Mary had stood there with a little thankyou gift. To cut a long story short she was thankful and apologetic. We'd had some hair of the dog to liven up and the conversation had drifted to why neither of us appeared to have any obvious companions. That's when it slipped out. I didn't mind I'd just masturbate about her and another woman in the future. Anyway a platonic intimacy grew and even a few rumours flew which she was okay about as it deflected those who would otherwise purse their lips. I resolved to talk to Mary about the problem at hand. Libby woke me playing with my morning hard-on. We really did need to sort out a few things. I let her play but begged off after a while to go and empty my bladder. She followed and watched and then hiked up her t-shirt and relieved herself. Taking off her robe and t-shirt she then headed for the shower. God, she looked inviting with her clothes off. I made breakfast and her sister emerged to eat with me. Libby wandered out of the bathroom and to breakfast drying her naked form with a big soft towel. Obviously the sisters were comfortable like this even if my cock began to embarrass me. Angela thank God did not notice. I went off and showered and went over the hill to see Mary. She hooted with laughter at my news and promised to drop by. We made a pretty happy little group as time progressed. Libby and I developed an easy sexual intimacy which was only slightly jarred by her sister's presence. Angela knew what was happening of course but being interested in girls and too young she was not a participant. All it meant was that in my own house I couldn't wander around naked as I was used to when I had it to myself or when bedtime companions were around. I'll tell more about my one on one life with Libby in another story but all this leads up to her sister's birthday. The girls had very, very different personalities, their sexuality didn't account for all of that. Mary and Angela had become very good friends but like me Mary was strictly hands off despite what we both sensed as a growing bond of affection. The four of us were the only people at Angela's birthday dinner. I hired a helicopter to take us out to an island for a lunch on the beach and we had a fair bit to drink so as we landed back at my place in the early evening we were all a bit tiddly. Libby and I toddled arm in arm inside followed by Mary and Angela. We were all casually dressed with just Angela wearing a skirt. We had a few more drinks and I suggested Mary bunk for the night as neither of us could drive in our condition. We just kept drinking laughing and generally having a good time without any real aim other than fun. We were soon all very drunk. Libby had been on my knee and between drinks we had been kissing. Suddenly we looked around and no Mary, no Angela. Libby giggled and said we should go and see what they were up to. We found them outside on a big chair kissing. Mary saw me out of the corner of her eye and Angela sensing something disengaged and looked around. All four of us looked at each other and started giggling. Angela was on Mary's knee and I could see up her skirt to the panties she favoured. She was much more 'girly' than her somewhat tomboyish sister and liked lacey little bits of nonsense to cover her tender areas. On her mound I could see a little panel of lace and then the dark signs of her nether hair. She made no effort at modesty. She did ask if Mary could really stay the night and of course I told her "Yes". The real problem from now on was Mary and me. If we got any drunker, as looked likely, things would most likely get naked and silly but fun. Angela solved part of the problem by getting up to go to the toilet and took her sister with her presumably to gossip. I sat down with Mary and we both drew a bit of breath. We looked at each other and a whole pile of unspoken matters passed between us. I could feel the familiar vibration of a lost evening turning to a lost weekend of sexual abandon. I simply said "Are you okay with what's going to happen?" And she nodded saying she expected things to get pretty dirty and did I mind. Without voicing my desire to see Mary naked I just told her that if Angela was keen we were very happy with what was obviously going to happen. Mary kissed me on the cheek and at that moment the girls reappeared. Half jokingly Angela yelled "Hey you're mine tonight" at Mary. Mary responded by telling her to get over to her and show her she meant it. "It's too bloody cold. Come inside to the fire." Was the response. It really was going to be quite an evening as Libby and I had nowhere else we could go the invitation was obvious. Mary was on her feet somewhat unsteadily and went back inside with Libby and me following. The fire was well stoked and we took up the two sofas as two very friendly couples. What might have happened if we were more sober I'll never really know but Libby and I began to act as if we were alone. We kissed deeply and intimately and while still having our clothes on it was clear as Libby straddled me with her back to the others that she was rubbing herself against me. I was brought back to reality by a little cry opposite us. We both looked around and Anglea was sitting astride Mary with her skirt hitched up and the string of her panties pushed aside. She was gently riding Mary's fingers. Her head burried in Mary's shoulder and Mary smiling at us both. Nothing was left to the imagination. I could see Angela's parted buttocks and the little pink hole into which two of Mary's damp fingers were slowly pumping. Libby tended her nether regions regularly with a scissors not really needing to use a razor. Angela needed both in my opinion. Libby had the curves and Angela was willowy, her parted legs showed everything and the dark matted curls completely covered her slit and hole making the pink of her inside all the more apparent. Her little buttocks clenched and unclenched as she humped for the first time on another's hands. Libby got off me and sat around to watch. She reached between my legs and rubbed my very visible lump. Soon that wasn't enough as her sister began to really hump and grunt, Libby reached under her own waste band and began to masturbate. God only knows how I kept from soiling my pants. Mary did an odd thing. As Angela came on her fingers and sobbed into her shoulder Mary pouted her lips at me and quite clearly blew me a kiss. We were very very good friends maybe even loved each other but we knew that we were not for each other -her preferences being a major stumbling block. I was puzzled. Through the pleasant haze of booze Libby unzipped me. It seemed there was going to be a reciprocal show and my cock was to be the star. I no longer cared who saw what as long as we were all friends in the morning. Down Libby went swallowing my cock as she had learned to do in the months of our shared intimacies. Angela didn't watch but simply unbuttoning Mary's blouse began to suckle on her unbound breasts. So as I watched this scene my teenage lover sucked my cock. Thank God for booze and a few years on the clock. Despite being on intimate platonic terms with Mary it had been impossible not to fantasise about her and my dreams had not done her justice. Mary was a beautifully built redhead with the blue eyes and freckles to go with it. Her breasts were those of a woman in her thirties round and firn but with the hint of soft comfort one finds in women who are no longer girls. Her nipples were a pale brownish pink and appeared hard as diamonds. I could only guess at what was in her pants. I knew she had to be ginger but the question was whether or not she favoured any particular hairstyle. She was as I often told her a sad loss to mankind. She would come over for a drink form time to time tell me about her affairs and we'd swap stories chew the fat sometimes she'd even snuggle up but she was a girl's girl and we both agreed that there was no hope. Once or twice after we'd drifted off to sleep together on the sofa she'd wake and tease me about my hard-on. I'd simply tell her as soon as she was gone I'd take care of it and we'd laugh it off. She once confided that she was flattered that she got me hard and felt guilty about my predicaments. Tonight she saw it in the flesh, throbbing before her. I sent a load of my seed down Libby's throat as Angela watched. She was fascinated more than interested I suspect but I noticed an odd look in Mary's eye. Angela's knickers were round her ankles and she had displayed her most intimate parts and moments to all of us. Mary's beautiful breasts hung in the deep "V" of her open blouse. My cock was being washed by Libby as she sucked my seed out of me for all she was worth. I had no idea where we went from here. Between the sofas was a big area with softish rugs on it. Mary threw a few cushions down onto the floor and took Angela down with her. Completely uninhibited she began to make love to her in front of me. What surprised me was Libby's reaction. As her sister lay back and spread her legs hooking them over Mary's shoulders. Libby got down and began to undress Mary. She stroked her softly but not to the point of fondling. Firstly, off came the rest of the blouse and then as Mary knelt licking at Angela's virginal nest of pleasure Libby unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the zip down. She eased the pants over Mary's hips and bottom and exposed her panties. Mary's shoes were long gone so with a bit of gymnastics her jeans were off one leg at a time without her tongue ever leaving Angela's pink dripping open secret. Mary's choice of panties surprised me. On her well proportioned rear sat the sweetest little pair of pink silk panties with delicate lace trim and as far as I could see a transparent lace front panel. The gusset was silken and it may have been my eyes playing tricks but it seemed moist. I would have expected the boyish cottons much favoured by athletic young women. Not so! I couldn't wait to see beneath them but Libby got up and began to disrobe indicating that I should do the same and join her. As my cock was already out it seemed a sensible thing to do. Libby lay down beside her sister and looking at me pulled her legs back and open simply saying "Do Me" - our shorthand for my licking her. So here we were, old friends Mary and I doing two teenage sisters on my living room rug. Life could be worse. My cock was semi hard as I put myself between Libby's thighs. As I looked up I saw her watch her sister and extend her hand to hold hers. It was a sweet gesture. Mary's hair was all over Angela's crotch as she ate her virgin lover into a frenzy. My cock swung at half mast as I went to work on Libby. Both girls came at the same time and their respective lovers sat back to admire their handiwork. My cock continued to fill and I knew that Mary had had no relief. Mary was wetting her panties and I was obviously aroused. Libby was frankly drunk and so was her sister. Libby suggested I fuck Angela but I knew she liked girls and I was pretty sure sober she wouldn't have consented. The booze really hit Libby and she couldn't do anything but lie back and sigh. I even thought she might fall asleep. Mary looked longingly at Angela and sighed at the semi-comatose body she had just made oral love to. "So it's just we old-timers" she giggled. "Yes, but ...." And she interrupted me. "Well we're friends and we could leave the sleeping beauties here and have a bath and some more wine and frankly I need to relax and get some relief. So let's go play with ourselves." I know better than to delay when an attractive lesbian offers to masturbate in front of me. I got up and went to get another bottle and run a bath. Mary tucked a blanket over the girls who looked so innocent as they slumbered. I uncorked the bottle poured us both a glass and sat back to wait for Mary. She appeared at the door smiled and walked over, dropped her panties and got in opposite me. She seemed to have an idea and reached for her silken understatements. "Where are my manners!" She smiled offering them to me, the clear implication be that I sniff them as I pleasured myself. I thanked her with a grin. "I wish I could offer more. I do love you but I haven't had a man since I was very young and I'm too out of practice and it's twenty-two years since...... you do the maths..." she trailed off sank her glass in one gulp and lunged at me. Of course I cuddled her and kissed her, my cock pulsed against her and she fondled it slightly awkwardly. Libby & Her Sister "Christ Mary what the ..." Her kiss stopped my question. "If you do exactly what I ask you can have me but it's just our secret, just the four of us nobody else must ever know." I was staggered and the drink didn't help. "Mary, What is it? We don't have to do anything more than cuddle up this time we're naked and drunk but I can cope with that." Mary began to sob. This was all too much for me. My cock was soft now and probably just as well I thought. Mary clung to me and asked to sleep with me as I got up out of the bath. I dried us off and with more booze than I should ever drink headed to bed with a horny confused lesbian whose girlfriend was passed out on the floor beside her sister who I was fucking regularly. I had no reasonable expectation that this would be any simpler in the morning. Around 1 am I awoke with Mary sucking on my cock. She really didn't know what she was doing which is a strange sensation in a woman of 36. Fuck! That's when it hit me she'd said she'd had a man but 22 years ago and challenged me to calculate. Christ almighty if she weren't incredibly precocious she must have been raped! It was dark and I had the urgent need to piss. I gathered her up off my cock wrapped her in our blanket and carried her to the bathroom. In the awkward position of cuddling a naked woman on my lap I sat and emptied my bladder. I kissed her and held her. The whole bloody night was absurd. I picked her up again flushed and went back to bed. "Who on earth hurt you?" I gambled. "Just some man" Came the response through a sob. "So no men ever again?" "It's more complicated I do like some men but I prefer girls and ..." More sobs. She snuggled up to me and told me things which will remain unmentioned here as I promised not to breathe a word. Suffice it to say Mary was genuinely Bi-sexual but had simply not indulged her occasional desire for men since her teens. I was drunk but not too drunk to sport a well filed hard on. Mary reached down between us and stroked it somewhat awkwardly. "I'm scared of getting pregnant. Would you put it in my bottom please," she murmured. Libby "Hands off that cock lover boy we need a full load when you have to get to work." When Sarah got me to my first orgasm she climbed back up my body to kiss me and I told her to kneel astride my body so that her cunt was open over mine. "Dan get over here. Look at your gorgeous wife inviting you to fuck her. Get between my legs and put you cock in her. Make her a mother." Sarah went wild when he entered her, "Do it Dan, fuck me harder, get it in deeper and make a baby in me." When he came so did she and you know, it was so exciting, so did I. When Sarah came down from her high she was planting little kisses all over my face and shoulders. "Libby I love you so much for doing this. I felt like it was your cock inside of me." "It was sweetheart. This baby is going to mine also. Now you go suck on that cock and get it hard for me, I want some of it too." She gave a little pout but did as directed and soon Dan was up to the job and she had him ready for me. Afterwards we were all lying there with me in the middle and I said, "Sarah, we three are a family and soon I hope will be four, but never forget that Dan has to be taken care of too." "I know Libby, but I just get so jealous." "I love you both and what we have too good for jealousy to spoil it. You will never see me make love to him nor will he see me make love to you except when we want to make another baby." Sarah's pregnancy went smoothly and Adam was the result and two years later Ester was born. That is how I became Auntie Libby. Sarah was a wonderful mother and remained my passionate lover for three nights a week. Dan got his three nights alternately and I got one night to myself. We lived happily after, with both of them servicing me. Dan is now CEO of the hedge fund and makes an obscene amount of money and I eventually moved in with all four of them. We are the happiest of families and as I said, "I have it all."