1 comments/ 62817 views/ 3 favorites Dancing In The Dark By: storytyme This is part of an ongoing series of stories. It can be enjoyed by itself but if you would like to read the first three editions, go to my profile and read: Marte's Challenge No. 1, Marte's Challenge No. 2, and Marte's Challenge Becomes Passion. I woke up the next morning and was in shock. A day ago I was nervous about a massage from Terra and as of this morning I had two of the greatest sessions of oral sex I had ever experienced. I was in a state of confusion. Was I in love with Terra or was it just great sex? I told my friend how the challenge went and he had a great idea. For once, I was excited about a challenge. I called Cindy up and told her to come over as soon as she could. Terra was showering as I prepared breakfast for the three of us. When Cindy arrived she wanted to know how the challenge had went. I let Terra tell her the story as we ate breakfast. The entire time Terra was telling the story Cindy’s face was glowing. I was getting turned on again just listening to Terra tell her about my last challenge and I could tell the other girls were as well. When we were done eating I told them I had plans for us all. They wanted to know what kind of plans but I was keeping them in suspense. I told them we were going down the hill to make a purchase and then go see a movie. They both looked at me kind of funny then said okay. We hopped into my Expedition and began driving down the hill. Both the girls pestering me as to what this was all about the entire trip down the hill. They told me that they would tickle me until I peed myself when we got back to my house if I didn’t tell them what was up, so I gave in knowing they would tickle me until I peed. I told them that we were going to an adult store to get them shells of their own. They both started hooting and hollering. I had never been to an adult store myself and was amazed at all the toys and gadgets there was inside this place. After looking around for a while, the girls got a shell each and we headed to the movie theatre. On the way there I explained to them that we were all going to wear a shell during the movie, only we had to each give the controls of the shell to someone else. We were all already excited and greatly anticipating this challenge. When we entered the movie we picked a seat way up top and off to the right side. The theatre had stadium seating so we had plenty of room to move around. We picked seats just two rows before the cut off of the third level. There was no one around us for a couple of rows and the theatre was only half packed for this afternoon matinee. We picked a comedy so that people wouldn’t get suspicious at us laughing and joking around. We all turned our shells on low and then handed the controls over to someone else. I gave my control to Terra, Cindy took Terra’s control and I took Cindy’s control. The cords on the controls were about three feel long, which allowed me to have Cindy’s control. Cindy was sitting on the far inside and Terra sat next to her. I sat on the outside, that there were about three seats next to me before the end of the row. We put our jackets on our laps to hide the wires. We were all wearing jeans, which caused the shells to be pressed firmly against our pussies as we sat. My body began to warm up as the credits began to roll at the beginning of the movie. Terra acted as if she were already on the verge of an orgasm. Cindy and I both smacked her on each shoulder as we laughed. Terra turned my shell up to medium. I gasp and responded by doing the same to Cindy’s shell, which she in turn did to Terra’s shell. I could tell it was going to be a chain reaction to whatever someone else did already. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations of the shell’s vibrations around my entire pussy. I could feel myself getting wet. I could feel my clit growing harder and harder as the shell manipulated me. I moved my body a bit, trying to find the most comfortable position. Terra whispered, “This is awesome you guys.” I could hear the heaviness of her breathing as she talked. Cindy and I both agreed with her. “This is going to be one awesome movie!” Cindy chimed in. We all laughed and I replied, “We will enjoy this movie a lot more then everyone else, that is for sure.” I wondered to myself just how horny the other two were and if they were as turned on as I was at this time. Cindy turned Terra’s shell down and Terra asked, “What did you do that for?” Cindy laughed and said, “I don’t want you to cumm before the movie is even started.” Terra turned mine down as well and I waited a minute or so before I finally turned Cindy’s shell down as well. “About time Marte!” Cindy commented. We all laughed. My ribs were hurting from laughing so much. My nipples were aching and my clit was throbbing as the shell slowly, torturously hummed around my pussy. I was concentrating as much as I could on the movie when Terra slowly reached over and pinched my right nipple through my sweatshirt. My body straightened up and I smacked her hand away. I gave her a scolding look as the other two laughed. The pinch shot a bolt of electricity down to my clit and made my body tingle. As strange as it was, my right nipple now missed the sensation of her pinching fingers. I crossed my arms covering my breasts and gently pinched my own nipples. Terra must have been watching me because she turned my shell up to medium speed and put her hand on my inner thigh. I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan as the more intense waves ran through me. My breathing jumped and I could feel an orgasm building slowly inside me. I turned Cindy’s shell up to medium as well and she responded by doing the same to Terra. We were all breathing heavily now and it was very exciting to hear both of them in their excited state at the same time as me. Terra leaned over and breathed heavily into my ear causing my shoulders to shrug and me to moan. She softly whispered, “I want you to cumm for me Marte. I want to hear your soft whimpers. Hearing you turns me on so much.” I wanted to tell her to shut up but I didn’t. I just pushed her head away from me and let out a soft moan. I looked over at Cindy. Her eyes were closed and she had the greatest look of ecstasy written across her face. I could tell that they were getting as close to having an orgasm as I was. The thought of their pussies being soaked and their clits throbbing like mine was turning me on even more. Listening to their heavy breathing was so hot. I was burning up. Our hips were all rocking on our seats. I could hear both of them moaning softly along with me. It was like a beautiful harmony of birds singing. Terra, being the brat that she is, turned my shell off. My body collapsed in my chair and I gave her a death look. She simply smiled at me. I in turn shut Cindy’s shell off and she shut Terra’s off. We all giggled as we sat there looking at each other in a heightened state of arousal. Terra looked over at me and said softly, “I could tear those jeans off of you and eat you right now Marte.” I blushed and smacked her on the arm again. I honestly felt the same way about her too but I wasn’t going to admit it. Terra then looked over at Cindy and said, “Can I eat you instead?” Cindy retorted, “I am sorry Terra but I don’t get into females that way. Nice try though” Terra looked at me and said, “Get her more excited. I bet I can change her mind.” We all just giggled before turning our attention to the movie for a little while. I wasn’t sure what was even going on in the movie because I hadn’t been paying attention to it at all. I turned Cindy’s shell on high and the other two followed. Our bodies began dancing in rhythm with each other as the shell vibrated through our bodies to our souls. My clit was throbbing to the point that I almost began fingering it myself. Our moans were getting louder and louder. I am not sure if anyone heard us in the back but we were all squirming and dancing in our seats. I could feel Terra’s leg shaking against mine. The thought of her being on the same passion plane as me ran chills down my spine. I heard Terra and Cindy moaning and I began joining in. A very intense orgasm swept across my body and theirs soon followed. We all lay back on our seats gasping for air. We all turned the shell off and looked at each other. All of our faces were glowing with happiness. The end credits of the movie began rolling and I hadn’t watched more than a few minutes of it, yet it was one of the best movies I have ever seen. Dancing In The Dark Naomi Henderson was counting the days and now the hours before she would board the jumbo jet that would fly her from Saint Paul Minnesota to Miami Florida and then on to the Bahamas to take her on a long overdue cruise. She had been widowed for five years now, and just recently settled the Estate of her late Mother. Between her late husband and mother's affluence she wanted for very little by the way of the nicer things of life. The only things Naomi wanted for so long she hid within the duties of caring for her loved ones. She denied herself of any personal pleasures other than her private solo sessions with her 10-inch vibrator that were few and far between because the grueling demands of a terminally-ill spouse and later a sick parent left her with little to no desire for sex. A combined seven years of unselfish devotion merited some time for Naomi to again make a new life for herself and she hoped this cruise would prove to be the start of this very thing. Naomi was a 51 year old and very shapely 40-28-42 and she always thought she was a bit too fat, but her 5'10" frame complimented her curves perfectly. She also thought about dyeing her salt & pepper hair a deep auburn or chestnut, and her stylish suggested some gold highlights to compliment the deep auburn she later chose for her new look. The blend was perfect and gave Naomi's short thick tapered hairdo an even fresher, sexier look and gave her deep expressive large brown eyes a flirty backdrop. The flight to Miami was near perfect as the 767 Airbus has crystal clear blue skies to escort Naomi to the Miami International Airport. Just as the jet landed, one of the stewardesses began speaking, "May I have your attention please? The connecting flight's aircraft for Flight #1951 to the Bahamas has blown an engine. Fortunately this happened right after the plane's landing. A larger aircraft is being prepared to accommodate the additional Passengers also connecting from Houston Texas who were delayed due to stormy weather in Georgia. There will be an additional one hour lay-over, but once the plane is prepared, First Class Premium Passengers will be able to board immediately. Please go to gate number 56B and show your ID & Ticket to the Boarding Crew. Thanks for flying Americana Airlines." Naomi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking at first the flight would be cancelled or delayed a day or two. She did not want anything keeping her from this long-awaited vacation. She walked to Gate 56B and straight to her First Class seat 2B-a window seat. The Stewardess offered her a pre-flight beverage, and just as she walked away, the Passenger for seat 2A arrived. Naomi noticed the expression of disgust on this stunningly beautiful and very tall 6'1" blonde, who appeared to be in her 50's. She was wearing a cream-color Capri set and the lime green blouse-type halter top that fully outlined her mammoth braless 48DDD boobs. Her plunging neckline exposed her full cleavage and her huge nipples protruded through the gauge-like material that stared Naomi in the face as she arranged her carry-on luggage in the overhead bin. "Ma'am, I can do that for you," the young Stewardess offered. The tall blonde beauty sat her big curvy wide ass into her aisle seat and as she fastened her seatbelt uttered a soft but firm "Dammit!" "I hope everything's alright," Naomi said in a soft, soothing tone. "Oh, I'm sorry-excuse my bad manners," and as she extending her perfectly manicured right hand for a handshake, she introduced herself. "My name is Rose Woods—and you?" As she introduced herself, her piercing blue eyes locked into Naomi's deep brown eyes, catching her off-guard for a few seconds before she replied. "Oh, um-my name is Naomi Henderson." Her French-manicured tipped nails reached back to shake Rose's hand. "My husband was supposed to be on this flight with me, but he had an emergency meeting with our Stockholders and may not make this trip. We are in the process of purchasing some international conglomerates in France & Italy, and have been so busy with business-related matters. This was supposed to be a second honeymoon for us." Rose explained, turning her full bosomed cleavage and braless torso towards Naomi as she talked. "Well, that's enough about my life, how about you? Are you married?" "I'm widowed" Naomi answered as her eyes now dropped in a bit of sadness. "I just settled my Mother's Estate, and I took this trip as a fresh start—" Rose interrupted Naomi, taking her hand as she talked and felt plenty guilty for going on about her living husband of whom she would return to after this cruse, "Oh Naomi, I am sorry for going on and on when you have been through so much." Again their eyes locked into a trance of which Naomi's sadness was quickly replaced by an undeniable and strange attraction to Rose as they held hands. She could feel her own very sensitive soft peach-pink nipples hardening, and she quickly darted her hand back into her own lap, feeling guilty for feeling such attraction to another woman. "I'll be alright Rose," Naomi replied, now turning toward the window and reaching for a tissue from her purse. Rose now felt really terrible thinking she made Naomi cry, and she reached over for Naomi. "Honey, there's no need for you to cry and hug the window—let me at least hold you—I feel so bad for making you cry." Rose offered as Naomi now fell into her soft bare cleavage, tears flowing from her deep brown eyes. Unknown to Naomi, Rose found herself attracted to women at her age of now 56 and had been secretly been watching mature lesbian flicks while her husband traveled for business. She knew she loved her husband dearly, but found she had explosive orgasms whenever she indulged in this lusciously secret pleasure. Her husband rarely made her cum, and she liked the slow-paced lovemaking women made and how they licked and sucked as long as needed until they both drank from the flowing fountains of cum land. She genuinely wanted to comfort Naomi, but knew she was also attracted to her and liked the feel of Naomi's soft wet cheeks against her open cleavage. Rose's grip tightened as Naomi's tear-glistened cheek was pressed against her mammoth left boob. She nearly jumped out of her seat as she opened her eyes from crying and had full view of Rose's swollen right nipple that became visible due to her close range. She thought she should pull away, but the warmth of Rose's golden tanned skinned boobs was very comforting. Naomi also felt her long neglected mature pussy moistening, but this time she gently released herself from Rose's firm but comforting grip. "Thanks, Rose-I do feel better. I guess I needed that cry after all!" Naomi said as she nervously laughed, wiped her eyes and reached for her compact to make up her face again. As Naomi applied her pressed powder, Rose watched, noting how very attractive Naomi was as well. Naomi's emotional vulnerability mixed with the silent undercurrents of their mutual attractions was setting the stage for Rose to offer her friendship as the plane now landed in the Bahamas. "Naomi, why don't we keep each other company? You really should not be alone right now, and I think we can become great shipmates on this cruise." Rose said to Naomi with a softened look in her blue eyes. "Yes, I think you are probably right Rose," Naomi replied. They de-planed and were taken to the Port of Departure for their four day cruise. Naomi requested a single cabin and found her accommodations very satisfactory. She unpacked, and took her 10-inch vibrator out of her luggage. She was still so moist with pussy dew from her comforting embraces from Rose and was about to take full advantage of her sensuous moistness and what she was feeling. She removed her soft satin wet-crotched pink panties and just as she was about to recline on her bed and spread her moist mature vulva lips, there was a knock on the door. 'Hi Naomi," Rose stood at the door, drenched head to toe in her turquoise one-piece swimsuit, swollen nipples in full view through the wet suit. 'Honey, come on out of that stuffy cabin! There's way too much to do, and you need a swim to relax yourself!" Rose invited Naomi as she eyed her lusciously curvy frame donned in only a long t-shirt type lounger. "Oh, please, not right now—I really need a nap after the long flight. I would love to join you for dinner tonight, however." Naomi begged off, but felt her cunt moistening further at the sight of Rose's nipples again staring at her. "That would be even better. It's Captain's Night @ Dinner, and Captain Tate already invited me and my husband as his Guests. You can take my hubby's place—how about that?" "Sounds like a date to me-see you this evening!" Naomi answered as she shut the door. Naomi could feel her inner thighs becoming stickier and stickier as the pussy juices that masked her hairy pussy now glistened on her soft peachy skin. She kept trying to convince herself that Rose was just trying to be-friend her, but her undeniable lust for Rose made her body warm all over. She began touching and squeezing her own ample tits through the silky-soft T-Lounger, bouncing them and teasing her stiff nipples with the tips of her nails. Her fingers were all the instruments she needed as she stroked her fully drenched vulva lips and tried to stifle her intense moan while releasing her sexual tensions, having multiple orgasms before taking her nap. After her nap, she stepped in the shower and opened her ass cheeks so the hot water could hit her already drenched vulva and found herself taking a few firm strokes of her stiffened clitoris and thinking about Rose's hard nipples as she washed... she again was at her climatic pinnacle and also lost her balance as she again had cum flow mixed with the fragrant ocean blue shower gel she used. The first night dinner was formal, so Naomi wore a royal blue halter gown that complimented her new hair color and the large dangling crystal-diamond earrings twinkled in the moonlight. Before she fastened the clasp to the top that would sensuously display her own ample cleavage, she completely lavished her lovely firm 40C honey globes and still erect nipples with Chanel Body Cream and glowed at the thought of seeing Rose tonight and being her special guest at the Captain's table. She also wore silky thigh-high stockings and silver strapped heels. Before pulling up her silver-satin thong of which her bare-assed cheeks would sway against the luxurious material of her gown, she constantly dabbed her still drenched pussy hoping her telltale signs of personal pleasures would not tell on her at dinner until the moment was just right. Her makeup was airbrush perfect, and as she grabbed her silver evening bag, there was another knock on the door. Naomi took a deep breath and walked to the door. It was one of the Captain's Crew who had come to escort her to the Captain's Private Dining Galley. At first she thought it was Rose, but the Purser assured her who sent him. "Good Evening Mrs. Henderson. I am here by the request of Captain Tate and Mrs. Woods to escort you to the Captain's Dining Galley. Are you ready to go, Ma'am?" "Yes I am," Naomi answered as she thought under her breath, "go and CUM!!" As Naomi and the Purser entered the Galley, the Captain stood up to greet her. Rose stood with him, donned in a deep cranberry halter-top evening gown that displayed the full depth of her full succulent boobs. Captain Tate took Naomi's hand and lightly kissed it, and walked her to the chair next to Rose. "Oh, Naomi—you are delectably GORGEOUS tonight!" Rose said. She reached out to embrace Naomi, and as their bodies met to embrace, their large melons and nipples met perfectly. Both of them softly moaned simultaneously before their arms reluctantly dropped and their bodies parted. Two pursers were waiting to hold their chairs for them and they both sat side by side. Captain Tate was a gracious Host and he did a quick introduction of the twelve dinner guests he had at his table for that evening. One lady in particular looked very familiar to Naomi, and the Captain confirmed her identity. It was the jazz singer Diana Krall who had come to do a special Performance later for all the Passengers, but at the Captain's request would do a song before dinner. She walked to the piano and accompanied herself as she sang, "Dancing In The Dark". As she sang, Naomi felt a warm soft hand gently touching her knee underneath the linen tablecloth. She was afraid at first to look, but when she did, the inviting deep blue eyes of Rose looked deep into her large brown eyes and she found herself parting her soft thighs so Rose could have access to her. Rose took full advantage of the center split in Naomi's gorgeous gown and quietly worked her hand into the satiny top of Naomi's thong, and both gals moaned intensely in a low voice as Rose's berry red fingertips fondled Naomi's diamond-hard clitty and she worked her way further into Naomi's vulva moistness, dipping her long fingers in and out of Naomi's moistness. Rose's own mature pussy was wet with luscious desire as her fingers became covered by Naomi's liquid cunt treasures. She cupped her hand, removed it from beneath the table and her full lips licked and sucked Naomi's juices into her warm mouth very slowly as Naomi watched. Just as Naomi was about to return the favor, Diana finished the song and courtesy dictated applause. They applauded, but it was not Diana's performance that was being appreciated as their eyes locked into a lustful stare. The Prime Rib & Lobster feast was delicious, and while Rose enjoyed her main course she had no doubts in her mind that Naomi's sweet mature pussy was just as tender, warm and juicy as the prime rib she savored and that this would be the night of her many lusty dreams for her to find out firsthand. Captain Tate stood up after the Bananas Foster was served and announced, "Please join me on the Main Deck in the Captain's Reserved Seating area so we can continue to enjoy the talents of Ms. Diana Krall." As the guests were heading to the Deck, Rose's cell phone rang and she answered it. As she answered it, Naomi's bare ass cheeks smoothly glided in the material of her evening gown as she walked in front of her, and Rose could no longer wait. She grabbed Naomi by the shoulder and paused for a moment to wait for everyone to walk before them. She stood directly behind Naomi and while moving her hand from her shoulder to her firm right boob and aroused stiff nipple she lightly squeezed between her long fingers and softly whispered directly into Naomi's ear so she could feel the warmth of her inviting breath, 'Come with me, honey..." The crotch of Naomi's satiny thong was soaking wet, and she needed no invitation as she was hoping their path would be diverted somehow during the evening. Rose took Naomi's hand and they walked to Rose's executive suite cabin. Although Naomi was more than ready for this exploration of sexual pleasure, she was a little nervous too. She had not been with anyone sexually since her husband died, and had never been with a woman. As Rose closed the door to her cabin, her high arousal level dropped a few notches and she could feel the nervousness deep in her stomach. She was greatly concerned whether or not she would be able to satisfy Rose's apparent insatiable hunger for some hot female fucking. "Oh Rose—this is my first time..." Naomi started explaining to Rose who took both evening bags and put them on the plush sofa. "Naomi—mine too, honey," Rose replied, as she slowly wrapped her arms around Naomi so that their honey globes and tall torsos were completely matched and she sensuously whispered, "Honey, I want us to take our sweet time—nice and slow...we will go all night if need be, but I want to make you cum over and over again, and I'll do whatever it takes...see, honey, my mom always told me when it comes to sex, men are like matches and women are like crock pots. Strike the match and a man is hot and fired up, but a woman, like a crock pot gets plenty hot-it just takes a little more time." When Naomi heard this, she lunged toward Rose and gave her a full mouthed, soft wet kiss. Naomi's late husband was always so impatient with her during sex and wanted everything quick and in a hurry. Now that she knew Rose would not pressure her into a hot quick-assed performance, she relaxed again and was totally ready for her first lovemaking experience with Rose. Rose's silky wet mouth welcomed Naomi's and their tongues prodded each other as their mouths opened wider and wider for their intoxicating kisses. Rose's hands that had been intensely caressing Naomi's soft skin began tugging and raising Naomi's silky gown until she had her hands on Naomi's bare ass. She kneaded her firm ass cheeks ferociously as their kisses intensified even more. Naomi was ready for more...while they kissed, Naomi reached for Rose's halter clasp and unfastened it, setting free Rose's gargantuan peachy-tanned boobs. She took one huge boob into both her hands and mercilessly licked & sucked Rose's stiff nipples as Rose cooed with lusty delight. Naomi kissed Rose once more before Rose slowly unclasped Naomi's evening gown, but now she pulled until it landed on the floor. Naomi stood wearing only her wet-crotched thong, silk stockings and silver strap heels. The coolness of Rose's cabin further hardened Naomi's nipples that begged for Rose's oral attentions immediately. Rose embraced Naomi so their bare boobs and nipples would touch as she helped Naomi recline on the plush sofa. She used the tip of her tongue to flick Naomi's nipples, and tried to take in as much of Naomi's breast meat as her mouth would allow, almost swallowing Naomi's hot tits full into her throat. Rose sucked, licked and nursed Naomi's delicious boobs for seemingly hours before raising Naomi's full thighs in the air and removing her wet silky thong, tossing it across the room. She opened Naomi's legs as wide as she could and began her female feast of Naomi's tender wet cunt meat. Although she had only enjoyed female oral sex vicariously via her collection of gal/gal flicks, she had no problems adapting herself and began teasing Naomi's stiff clitty with the tip of her tongue, and then moved her tongue vertically from her clit to her fuck-fragrant pussy that was already flowing with fuck nectar. Naomi's moans became louder as Rose opened her mouth wide and took in her full sweet vulva and tongue-fucked her. It was not long before Naomi howled with luscious delight, climaxing and filling Rose's mouth with her spewing cum. Rose gave Naomi a taste of her cunt juices with another full-mouthed kiss, and then whispered to Naomi, "now it's your turn, my sweet honey fuck-doll." Naomi had never been with a woman, let alone had any cunt lapping experience, but Rose's warmth and understanding helped Naomi toss away any inhibitions she had almost as quickly as Rose tossed away her cunt juice drenched-thongs earlier that evening. Rose removed her own evening gown and had worn no panties or thong that evening. Her black lace garter belt and cranberry silk stockings spread wide open to reveal her clean-shaven mature pussy that was also wet and glistening and ready for Naomi to take her first plunge. "I've never seen another woman's pussy before," Naomi commented as she allowed her eyes to take in the beauty of Rose's firm and soft vulva folds. She slowly opened the firm lips of Rose's sweet vulva and allowed her fingers to caress the silkiness of Rose's saturated pussy. She loved the smell of Rose's fuck petals and lowered her head and began to slowly and softly lick every female crevice her eyes and fingers explored moments earlier. "That's it, honey—take it nice and easy baby...ahhhhhhhh!" Rose moaned and cooed while Naomi now began sucking on Rose's large peach-toned clitty, lingering for several moments to Rose's lusty delight. Naomi's explorations intensified as she opened Rose's soft ample ass cheeks and stiffened her tongue to probe into Rose's wide asshole, going from her asshole to her over flowingly wet cunt . Dancing In The Dark 'Ooo Sweetie—that feels SO good!" Rose bellowed. Naomi continued lapping Rose's sopping cunt with her tongue as she finger fucked her asshole. As Rose reached her fucking pinnacle, her cum juice filled Naomi's mouth. Rose came so profusely she could no longer contain herself and peed in Naomi's mouth, and Naomi drank every drop of Rose's sweet pee before saving a little in her mouth to drop and kiss into Rose's. 'Oh you sweet honey love-bitch—drinking my sweet pee and saving some for me!' Rose said between exchanging pee-seasoned kisses with Naomi. Naomi, totally permeated with her first gal fucking session, said nothing as she straddled Rose's face with her musky wet ass and pussy. "Eat me you fucking mature whore!" Naomi commanded. She bent her firm ass completely over to expose her perfectly rounded asshole and cunt lips for Rose. Rose not only ate Naomi out, but spanked her hot ass into a peachy red. Her long tongue lunged deep into Naomi's asshole as she finger-fucked her dripping wet pussy. They were in a 69-position for at least an hour, bringing each other to countless orgasms with splashes of sweet cum juice that now glazed and dribbled their faces. Naomi reciprocated the unexpected golden shower a few times and gave Rose several servings of her sweet pee as Rose nibbled her large clit dry to drain every drop from her luscious hole. They ended their fucking by grinding their well-spent mature pussies together to climax their evening with cunt-lip kisses and screams of ecstasy as their sticky twats exploded with nectar into the early morning hours. It was about 2:00 a.m. and as Naomi and Rose totally naked and sweat-beaded flesh lie warm and cuddled, they kissed and held each other, softly talking and drifting in and out of sleep. 'Remember when you held me on the plane?" Naomi asked Rose between one of many soft wet kisses, "I nearly jumped out of my seat when I saw your huge aroused nipple." "You should have let me put my nipple in your mouth...might have stopped you from crying!" Rose joked. "Oh, like this?" and Naomi raised her torso up above Rose so her boobs were right above Rose's mouth. Rose instinctively opened her mouth, and as she was about to suck, Naomi softly requested, 'No honey, just the tip of your tongue..." The tip of Rose's tongue danced in a sultry way on the tip of Naomi's nipples, and her cum fountain ran once again, starting many more fucking sessions that lasted until the sun peeked over the ocean-laden horizon. Dancing in the Dark: A Family Tale My wife and I had a little thing we did to spice up our sex lives. Every Friday evening, at about ten o'clock, we would put on some music and dance. I will begin by telling you about this Friday night ritual as a prelude to describing a stunning thing that happened one such night. It concerned our two children, both at an age where hormones raged and both very attractive young people. In those days, however, youngsters were more innocent than now. It took us at least an hour to prepare – rituals require care in their execution. I would take a bath, throw on a robe and then begin to make us a pitcher of something sweet and alcoholic, just as she liked it. She would wear her sexy bra and tiny panties, plus high-heeled black shoes, throwing a robe over herself before joining me. For a while, we would sit and listen to the music while we sipped our drinks. By the time of about the third drink, we would be ready to dance. Snuggling close, our hands roaming, feeling high and turned-on, we would move slowly and press into each other. At a certain point, I would remove her robe and then run my hands up and down her body as we moved rhythmically to the sounds. She would reach into my robe and fondle me as I did this. We would kiss deeply, our tongues intertwined, and then I would remove her bra and lean down to kiss her breasts. She would lean back and I would commence sucking, first one firm breast and then the other. Then she would drop to her knees and take me into her mouth. While doing all this, we also used words as a turn-on. "Oh, baby, yes, I'm fucking your mouth," I would moan as she sucked. Then we would move to the couch, perhaps do a sixty-nine for a while, all the while muttering, "Oh, yes, suck, suck, lick, baby, that feels so good" or, in her case, "Yes, lover, yes, use that tongue on me, I love it." The tale of the wild Friday night begins with our usual preparations, except that this time Ronnie and Michelle, our two children, did not go out that night. Ronnie had taken a shower and was hanging around in his shorts, leafing through a magazine. And as I started to mix the liquors with some juice, Michelle came strutting along, also having just taken a shower. Wearing a short light robe, she looked luscious, I must admit. I had not been oblivious to her loveliness for a number of years and more recently, I had noticed the obvious development of her breasts. My organ perked up a bit as she stood near me, watching. "Dad, can Ronnie and I hang around too tonight? Can we listen to the music and dance too?" It was a bit of a surprise but I figured they would get bored in ten minutes and go to their rooms, so I agreed. When Iris came downstairs, she too was surprised but also not particularly troubled. I noticed how she eyed Ronnie's muscular body and smiled at him as he sipped the drink I had poured for him. "How's the drink, sweetheart?" she asked him, sitting nearby. "Fine, Mom. Kind of strong though." "We like it that way honey, at least on Friday nights," she giggled as she said that. "Why Friday?" he asked innocently. "Uh, that's when we dance and …." When she paused, Michelle grinned and completed the thought, "That's when they fool around." "Oh," said Ronnie and shrugged. As we sat there in the living room, listening to the music, the pitcher hit bottom in no time at all and I had to mix us a new batch of drinks. At a certain point somebody had turned down the lights, perhaps it was me but to tell the truth I was a bit high and could not swear to it. In fact, we were all a bit high. In fact, I am pretty sure that the second pitcher of punch was stronger than the first. The conversation turned to the theme of "fooling around," as now it seemed that Ronnie had enough to drink to not just shrug it off. "Mom, Dad, when are you going to … dance … and … fool around?" Iris laughed and jumped up. "Right now!" she cried and grabbed me. The children watched us as we swayed to the music. I was feeling no pain and didn't mind an audience at all. I leaned down and she eagerly met me with her mouth open and her tongue probing mine. We kissed deeply for a while as my hand roamed around her breasts, casting the robe aside to do so. I felt her tremble and press against me. The music played on and we moved to its subtle rhythms, our bodies pressed against each other. I could tell Iris was swooning from the drinks, the heat, and the sexual play of my hands on her body and the rapid intertwined tongues that told each other of our heightening excitement. "Dad, can I dance with you?" Michelle asked suddenly. We broke our kiss and I glanced at Iris. "Why not?" she said, laughing, "Hey, Ronnie, you and Mom will dance too." She swallowed the last of her powerful drink and reached for him, while I downed my own drink as I found Michelle had moved close to me and was waiting for me to hold her. The lights were low. As I said, we were all pretty high. Iris and Ronnie were dancing, and I knew that through her thin robe, Iris now would feel his hard prick against her moist center. Her eyes were almost dreamy as her hands caressed his neck and she pulled him closer to her. And as she did so, I knew that Ronnie would feel her large pendulous breasts squeezed against his bare chest. Michelle pressed against me. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be in rapturous state. The whole situation suddenly became a potent sexual thing for me. My cock became very hard and suddenly I wanted more to happen. "Hey, babe, let's see if our kids know how to kiss," I said to Iris. "Dad, who doesn't?" smiled Michelle. I noticed now the mild but erotic perfume she wore. My heart was beating rapidly. "An adult kiss? A real kiss?" I asked. Michelle looked at me, saying nothing, but her eyes communicated something to me that I recognized from my many sexual by-plays with Iris … an interest, an arousal, an invitation. Iris quickly glanced at me. At any other time, she would not have touched the implications of that remark with a ten-mile pole, but now I saw something in her eyes too that said to me that she was really turned-on by the whole situation, just as I was. "Ok, Jack," Iris said, "You see if she knows how to kiss. But then also I'll show Ronnie how a woman likes to be kissed." I saw her lift her face to Ronnie and, grasping the back of his head, moving his lips down toward hers. In a moment, they were locked in an embrace. I watched a moment longer, but when I saw her tongue swipe along his lips and then plunge into his mouth as she moved against him, I dropped my face toward Michelle and found her lips waiting. We kissed. At first, our lips met gently, then I probed a bit and her mouth opened for my deeper kiss. Our tongues met and intertwined. I felt her body press even more closely against mine. I knew she could feel my hard-on through the robe. I dropped one hand as far down as I could and into her robe and let my fingers trail along a bare soft thigh. I felt her shudder. I took one of her hands and moved it to my back, under my robe. "Touch me, sweetheart, as I touch you, while we kiss." Our hands played against our bare hot skin as our mouths now hungered for each other and she urged her body into my powerful erection. My own daughter! I swooned at the thought. I glanced over at Ronnie and his Mom just in time to see that she was allowing him to remove her robe. The statuesque blond in high heels that was my wife now kissed her boy's chest as she allowed his hands to roam over her shoulders and her arms. She closed her eyes and then lifted her face once again and now Ronnie, in a fit of passion, met her mouth with a tongue that literally fucked her mouth as she pressed against the hot hard bulge in his shorts. I moved Michelle to one of the two couches and we sat in such a way that I could still observe Ronnie and his mother as I now removed Michelle's robe, revealing a simple bra and panties. I let my hands play across my lovely daughter's long legs, feeling the incredible softness of her inner thighs and then kissing her there and there, everywhere but the secret still concealed erotic places. As I did so, I saw that Iris and Ronnie had gone to the other couch. I was dizzy with liquor and sexual delirium. My heart beat at a ferocious pace. A incredible incestuous dream was being played out in reality! Iris fell back deep into the couch as she and Ronnie kissed passionately and as his hands played over her still covered heaving breasts. He was on his knees next to her and I could see not only the outline of his erection but also the head of his cock showing through his shorts. I saw Iris open her eyes and fix them upon it with hungry lust. Then I saw that she was letting him remove her bra. Her mature lovely breasts leaped into view and she gasped with hot passion as his eager mouth went to one swollen hardened nipple. My son commenced to suck his mother's sweet breast. Her face was incredibly flushed, more rapturous than I had ever seen her in all our many hot sexual encounters. "Oh, Ronnie, oh, baby, yes, yes," she moaned. Her fingers began to dance along his still partly concealed erection and this drove him to greater erotic frenzy as he shifted back and forth between the two mother breasts – kissing them, licking them, sucking them. I could feel his rapture. My prick reached a state of hardness beyond anything I had ever known as I continued to kiss and fondle my beautiful daughter while watching my son making love to his mother. Iris's passionate words spurred me on and I licked my way to Michelle's nether region until, finally, as she lifted up, I removed her panties while she removed her bra. My lovely, luscious daughter was totally naked before me! I dipped my tongue into the hot broth at her passionate center and licked and probed with my impatient tongue. "Oh, Dad, Dad, oh!" she cried, delirious with ecstasy. I saw that Iris had opened her eyes and that the sight and sound of our love-making was driving her to seventh heaven! My eyes met hers as she watched her husband and daughter in sexual embrace and at the same time felt the eager lips of her boy at her breasts. Now she spurred him on, crying "Oh, yes, yes, I need it, I want it, baby, give it to Mom!" Suddenly, she tore off her son's shorts in an erotic frenzy and took his hard thick cock into her eager mouth. "Oh, Mom, yes, Mom!" he cried out, shocked and incredulous to find this lovely mature woman, his own mom, devouring his upraised hot cock. I continued to lick and suck Michelle's dripping sweet cunt as I watched my wife passionately suck up and down on her boy's incredible pole. She seemed to want to literally swallow her son's long and thick organ. Suddenly, she stopped for a moment to call out to me, "I'm sucking my boy, oh God, I love it, I want him Jack, I've dreamed of it!" I nodded in response to her implied quest for approval. Then she continued her sucking action. What had she said? She had dreamt of it! His wife had dreamt of going down on her own son! That alone was a further turn-on for me. I looked up at Michelle, her eyes fastened on me, hot with passion, suggesting something to me. "Did you dream of your Daddy this way, sweetheart?" I whispered my question, while removing my shorts. "Yes, yes," she whispered. Her entire body exuded tremendous heat as I moved my thick hard prick toward her flushed face, watching her lick her lips in anticipation. "Suck Daddy, Michelle, suck!" She paused for only a moment, glanced again at her brother's hard prick plunging in and out of their mother's mouth and then she took my cock into her mouth and sucked. "Oh, baby, yes, suck Daddy, yes!" I cried in ecstasy. "Oh, Mom, Mom," I heard Ronnie cry out, "I'm coming!" Iris had never allowed me to come in her mouth, but now I saw that she continued her frenzied sucking relentlessly, ignoring his warning. She wanted to drink his come! "Mom!" he cried and I saw the volcanic eruption of his juices begin to dribble out of Iris's mouth. She continued to suck as he came. Then, as he almost fell against her, she let more of the come dribble out of her mouth and onto his prick and she began to lick and suck his sticky organ, swallowing his come and then coming back for more. I pulled my own prick from Michelle's sweet mouth and let myself go, spraying her face with my hot come. Emulating Iris, I licked at it, tasting my own juices. We fell back on our two couches, each pair exhausted by the orgiastic taboo episode. I kissed Michelle gently on the lips and I saw that Iris did the same to Ronnie. After a few minutes, our children left to wash up and go to bed. I went to Iris, my prick hard again. "Fantastic!" I said and she replied, "Incredible." "Your secret dream came true," I whispered as we embraced, our hot sweaty bodies touching. I fingered her moist cunt as she acknowledged it but seemed to hold back for a moment. "Oh, wait," I said. "You didn't get fucked!" The word ignited her again and she spread for me. I plunged into her and we began a slow fuck as we talked about the fantastic event. "Nothing was ever like that. Nothing," she whispered. "I understand. You even let him come in your mouth." "I loved it. My own boy! Oh, Jack, I need to be fucked. Fuck me, now, fuck me." "Oh, yes, oh, oh!" So that was the incredible Friday night where our ritual of love took a sudden and stunning turn. What happened after that is another story.