1 comments/ 119272 views/ 23 favorites Hot Dogs and Warm Cream By: earnie65 The marshal at the entrance of the swing club scrutinised the identity cards of the teenage boy and girl in front of him with piercing eyes. There was no hanky panky. They were presenting their true cards, and they were brother and sister. The boy was nineteen and the girl eighteen, both above the legal age for entry. With a wry smile and a shrug of the shoulders he let them in. Caro was feeling extremely nervous, but her brother Kelvin assured her that there was nothing to fear for he will always be by her side. "What if Mom and Dad come to know of it?" asked Caro for the nth time. "There is no way that they can," said Kelvin. Caro held on to her brother till at the changing rooms they had to part. It was Kelvin's idea. He came to know of swing clubs from Ronnie, his friend, who had been to one on a trip to Europe. In their town across the Atlantic swing clubs, if they exist at all, were very private. In Europe, especially in the smaller countries like Holland and Denmark, one can just plonk the entry fee and get in. When his parents suggested Europe for their summer visit Kelvin decided he must gain entrance into one and see for himself if all the great things his friend ranted about these clubs were true. By skimping and saving pocket money he had enough with some to spare. But there was this problem of having a woman companion that was an unalterable condition for entry. He knew no one in Copenhagen. Why not Caro? Instinctively he felt that it was not the right thing to do. Finding no other way he rationalised into thinking that it was not improper for his sister to accompany him on what was after all a sight seeing tour. Ronnie's cousin had accompanied him. Caro can do the same. Broaching the topic was of course dangerous. Sister being a sister would immediately convey the news to Mom, and the consequences were unimaginable. He cautiously approached her using his persuasive charm. Surprisingly Caro was not shocked. Kelvin attributed it to her not knowing what swing clubs really were. She had an idea that it was a naughty place and was scared that Mom and Dad may get to know. Kelvin used more of his charm and got her consent and more important promise for secrecy. In the changing room Kelvin removed his clothes in their entirety as per regulation and wrapped a large towel round his waist. He had to wait awhile for Caro to come out. When she came out she was also in a towel tied round her arm pits. "Just this towel?" asked brother. "Yes," she said ruefully. "I don't like it at all Kelvin. Come on we'll go back." "Don't be scared. I told you I will be always with you. Are you wearing anything inside?" "Nothing. That is the rule." He whistled. "Young man what precisely does that whistle mean?" "Nothing." "Nothing?" "Just nothing." "OK, let it continue to be nothing." They walked in silence along a corridor; strangely there was no one about. Then they turned a corner and a surprising sight met their eyes. It was a big hall, and standing in groups round the many columns were men who were totally nude. They varied in size, build, and colour, but all shared one feature in common—they had extra large size penises. "Kelvin, I'm frightened. We'll go away." "Don't be silly. We are just taking a tour. Look at these men's organs. Big aren't they?" "How would I know? Are they really big?" "They are." "Yours then must be small." Teasing her brother put spirit into her. She regained her aplomb. "Mine is big too." "But from the awe with which you are viewing these specimens I get the feeling that yours is much smaller than the smallest in this crowd." "Want to see?" "No necessary." "If you jibe you must give me a chance to prove. Either this or that." "No, I'll jibe and I don't want my only brother to make a fool of himself by displaying his string bean." "String bean? You will regret having made that statement." "OK." "Silly, Caro that we must spend so much to enter this place and instead of enjoying the sights we may not see again for a long time to come we are fighting like...like." "Brother and sister," completed Caro and they laughed. "What are these men doing here?" "Couples come here to revive their dying sex lives." "How?" 'They choose one of these men, and the woman has sex with him. The husband watches and may be joins in. When they leave this place they are not the same that entered. They become so close to each other that they are in a second honey moon." "But why have these men large organs?" "Which woman wants a string bean? Want to see mine?" "No thanks." Some of the men crowded round them, flaunting their organs, but when Kelvin told them that they are not interested they left. Kelvin spoke with such authority that Caro felt secure in his company. They turned the corner and came to the pool. The pool was fairly crowded and there was much to see, but not to play. One cannot enter the water draped in towels, and it was extremely unlikely that Caro would be willing to go in nude. There were two young women seated on deck chairs quite close to where the brother and sister had taken their stand. Both were totally nude. They must have come out the water a short while ago for their skin was still wet. One had a closely shaven pussy and the other sported a luxuriant brush. Kelvin watched them with fascination. "Do all women shave their pussy hair?" he asked his sister. "Can't you see that some do and some don't?" She darted a glance at her brother. She knew what he was after. "Do you?" "Do I what?" "Shave your pussy hair?" "I won't answer that question." "Please yourself. Anyway I am entering the water. You can join in if you care to." "Have a nice time," she said. "I'll close my eyes till you are in the water." She then screamed a muffled scream and ran and hid behind a potted palm. "What's the matter?" asked Kelvin. She stabbed her finger in the direction of a corner of the pool and said voicelessly, 'Dad and Mom'. Brother lip read her words and joined her promptly under the palm tree. It was Dad and Mom all right. Mother was standing proudly erect (she was a tall woman) at pool edge and a handsome stranger sat at her feet with his legs touching the water and one hand rubbing the inner part of Mom's thigh. Father stood with another woman who had her arms round his waist and head on his shoulder. All four were totally nude. "Swinging," said Kelvin hoarsely. "What's that?" Caro was whispering though parents were too far away to hear them. "Swinging. Don't you know? Partner swapping." "What's that?" "That man fucks Mom, and Dad fucks that woman." He paused in order to give greater effect to what he was about to say. "They do it at the same time on an emperor size bed, with Dad enjoying the sight of that man screwing Mom, and Mom watching her husband screwing the other woman." "Horrible. You don't seem to think so. You are enjoying describing what they would be doing." "I am." "How could they have met them? Mom and Dad said they know no one here." "Did you see some couples on the sofas were the men were standing? These couples want to meet other couples for swapping. Mom and Dad must have met them here. Probably it is not their first visit to this joint." The kids watched their parents. "Mom looks magnificent in the nude," said Kelvin. "You are looking at her with lustful eyes. That's sin." Kelvin was thinking of something else. "Her pussy looks great. Did you know that Mom shaved her pussy?" "Of course I know." "Why did I not know?" "We are women. We know a lot of things you men would not know." "Like this monthly periods." "Yes." "Tell me something about it." "Don't be silly. I won't." The man stood up and hugged Mom and they kissed. He then fondled her. "I don't like to see the stranger play with Mom's breast," said Caro. "If Dad does not mind why should we. He likes to screw that woman and that man wants to screw Mom. It is fair exchange." "Don't talk like that." "Like what?" "You are talking of that man screwing Mom as if it is a casual thing." "It is, in my book." "Not in mine. It hurts me." Soon Dad and the other woman jumped into the water and they hugged and kissed. "You like that?". "I don't mind that," she said. "It is Mom that I want to be pure." "Pure? Don't talk rot." Mom and the other man were standing holding hands watching their spouses frolicking. Further discussion was not possible for their parents and their friends, the pool session over, took up their towels and walked purposefully towards the stairs for the upper floor where rooms for more serious activities were located. "We'll go up. Today is gangbang night. We can see a lot of action." "What's gangbang?" "A large number of men and women engage in sex at the same time. When you see it you will understand." Kelvin and Caro followed their parents at a discrete distance. They were soon in the upper floor, the hot area of the establishment. There were a crowd of men and women in a room, all of them nude except one man who had rimless spectacles on and wore a tie on his bare neck lending an academic air to the proceedings. A young woman sat on the back rest of a sofa. She was leaning on the chest of a man who was standing behind. He was kneading her magnificent breasts with unconcealed relish. Two men were holding up her thighs and the tie wearer was on his knees on the sofa, and unmindful of his spectacles, had his head buried in the woman's pussy. There was symmetry to the arrangement rather like gymnasts in circuses that Kelvin found amusing. Another young woman was on the sofa and two men were paying her homage. One man had his cock inside her mouth and the other was licking her clitoris. Two couples were on the carpet in a huddle and a man and a woman crouched in front of them were encouraging them with words and gestures. Kelvin turned towards his sister. "This is gangbang," he said in a reverential voice. "I have seen in blue movies and in the Internet but I did not suspect that it is really happening." He was quite hoarse. Caro stood there with hands on her eyes. "What a horrible place you have brought me to, Kelvin. Take me home immediately." "Wait a bit Caro. If you don't want to see close your eyes. I won't miss it for the world." She went to a corner and stood there. Kelvin watched for a while, and then not being sure that he was doing the correct thing, moved away. "Kelvin, take me home. This is horrible." Kelvin played his trump card. "If Dad and Mom find this good it cannot be horrible." They moved to a quiet corner and sat on a stone bench. "That is what I find horrible. Mom may be in a gangbang. If I see her in a gangbang I will never respect her again." "No, Caro, there are just into swinging. These four and no other." "Would that strange man put it into Mom's mouth?" "I suppose he would. If you want we can go round and see if Dad and Mom are in an open room. But before that I want to have another look at the gangbang. Care to join?" Caro looked up. Clearly she was not as horrified as she was a short while ago. "Come on Caro, be a sport. This is what swing clubs are all about." He got up, turned and looked back. She got up slowly and followed him. The pairings (not all were pairs of course) were different, but the action was still quite intense. "I want to find Ma and Pa," said Caro. "For consolation? Ha ha. I don't think they would be pleased to see us." They moved round. They saw naked couples cuddling, and blowing, and fucking. Caro was now getting immune to what was happening. They turned a corner and nearly banged into their parents. Luckily there was a column behind which they were able to hide. Another couple must have joined them for they were six now. "Dad and got more company," said Kelvin. "I must hand it to him. He is smart." The six entered a nearby room and closed the door but did not shut it. The children went to a corner and sat. "Now what?" asked Caro. "We'll give Dad and Mom time to settle down, and then we can safely peep. "Then waited and then they crept up and through the slit peeped in. The sight was stunning. All were stark naked. Mom was lying face down with chest on the emperor sized bed and hip thrust up. The man who was with them at the pool was standing behind her. From where they were peeping the children could see his cock slide in and out of Mom's vagina. Mom was making forward and backward movements to match. She turned her head to one said and she had the cock of the third man in her mouth. The second woman, the one at the pool, was on all fours with her pussy on Dad's face and he was laying on his back licking like a dog cleaning up a bowl, and she was playing with his large, erect, and upwardly curved cock. From time to time she took his rose into her mouth and slurped as if it were lollypop. Even in this situation Dad had not forgotten his martial responsibilities: He was fondling his wife. The third woman was standing by the side of the man who was fucking Mom and he was fondling her. "Aren't you angry to see Mom used this way Kelvin?" "Angry? Why angry?" "Annoyed at least." "Why annoyed." "It appears that you approve." "Who am I to approve. Whatever adults do in agreement is acceptable." "Really? I won't be surprised if you join the line too. Why no response. Would you?" "I won't mind." "You mean you would not mind fucking Mom?" "When I see her this way my feeling towards her are different." Caro became thoughtful. She could see a point in what her brother was saying. "Dad and Mom are enjoying themselves. That's the crux of the matter," said Kelvin. "So it appears," said Caro. "We'll go to that corner divan. After this man has done with mother the one whom she is preparing by sucking will get behind her and do it. Dad may too. Mom is the beauty in that group. She will have to bear the burden. I do not want to see that horror." "OK, we'll sit on that divan." They moved to a divan. A young couple came sat by their side. It was clear that they wanted to swap. Kelvin excused himself and taking Caro with him went into one of the room and closed the door. "We won't be disturbed here. I'm having a problem Caro." "What problem?" "I am having such a hard-on that I fear I may burst," said Kelvin. "Bigger than Dad's?" "Easily, see." He opened his towel and his large cock swayed in front of Caro. She playfully gave it a tap and laughed. "Are you moist?" he asked. "What's that?" "Moist in the pussy." She blushed scarlet but did not reply. "Caro darling I want to see you naked, please." "No." "Please darling. My friend Ronnie who told me about this club regularly sees his sister in the nude." "Peeping?" "No, she allows him." "Not a nice girl surely." "Sensible girl. She fears that if she does not oblige her brother will get involved with bad women. Caro darling please." She turned to see if the door of properly closed, and then opened her towel. Kelvin gaped. In the nude she looked lovely with her shapely breasts and nicely curved pussy mound. He touched her breast. She did not object. He gently plucked one tit and then the other. He cupped her breasts. He looked up. He made eye contact with his sister. She was smiling affectionately. He went on his knees to have a closer look at her pussy. It was an elegant pussy with sparse hairs on it. "Which is the love button?" She spread out the leaves with her fingers and showed the clitoris. Kelvin could see some moisture peeping out. "So small, yet so mighty," said Kelvin in spontaneous poetic imagery. "Have you seen Mom's love button?" He was rubbing Caro's pussy. "What an absurd question. Take away your hand." "Why absurd. A straight question demanding a yes or no answer." "No." "Have you seen Mom nude before this?" "Of course yes. I have assisted her in baths at times when she was unwell." "Caro darling will you let me kiss that button." She pushed her pussy forward and he kissed, and then he licked. "How does it feel?" "A funny feeling." "Like electric charges passing through?" "Not like that. It is something that one cannot describe." "How big is Mom's button?" "I have not seen it I told you. But I don't like it this Mom thing. It is sin to think of Mom in that way." "Hope I am not hurting you by talking about Mom." "Kelvin won't you talk of something else?" "Caro I want to hug you." "OK." They stood up and embraced. Soon it as a tight embrace and they were kissing on the lips. Caro broke away. "Please Kelvin don't take advantage of me." Caro sat on the bed and Kelvin stood by her side. "What do you say about my string bean? Big enough?" She nodded. "Please touch it." She ran her fingers on its upper surface. Then with thumb and fingers she retraced the foreskin and touched the rose, and then she boldly grasped the shaft. "OK, Caro darling, I am bursting, at least jerk me off?" "What's that?" "Shake my cock till it discharges; masturbate." "OK, lie down." "Caro shall I lick you when you are jerking?" Caro remained silent. She seemed to be agreeing to every suggestion. "Just put it in the mouth. It is better than using the hand. Dad is doing it; it can't be bad; say how it feels." Kelvin lay on his back. She got on to the cot and bending down she took his cock in her mouth. She played her tongue about it. Then she pumped in and out. She could not obviously say how it felt, but she must have found it good for she started working on it with greater vigour. Kelvin gently took her thigh and swung it over him. He slid up and moved his sister's hips till her pussy was over him. He expected Caro to protest but she did not. Her pussy was against his mouth. He started licking. At first she did not respond and then suddenly she did. He must have touched the right spot. He would have liked to use his hands to spread her leaves, but he could not free them. Caro became more animated. She flexed her knees and spread fully. Kelvin licked with greater and greater vigour; her hips were vibrating, and when he swiped in bold strokes she exploded. Kelvin ejaculated at the same moment. His first stroke was into her mouth. She must have pulled it out for the rest of it was on her face. They lay quietly, both stunned by the enormity of their action. Then Kelvin heard his sister sobbing. He got up and pulling his towel from the cot he wiped her face. She was spitting as if she did not like the taste of semen. "I have been a bad girl," she said amidst sobs. "If I go to hell Dad and Mom must take the responsibility, and you." "Me? How?" 'You got me into a vulnerable state and got all you wanted. Beast!" "Don't weep Caro. You make me feel bad." Kelvin was not feeling upbeat either. He felt he had sinned; he blamed his parents too. Both now had one overpowering desire—to go back to the room. They moved to the shower cleaned themselves and headed for their hotel. * They reached their room, drank milk and went to bed. In the night Caro woke up Kelvin. "Mom and Dad are not back yet," she said. "It is one in the morning." "It must be a mighty gangbang. Mom's pussy must be sore." "How do you know?" "They were in an open room, Caro. That means that others interested can join." "Does that mean that many men have fucked Mom?" "Why not? That's why she went there, is it not?" "Kelvin darling I feel lonely. Are Mom and Dad lost to us?" "No Caro. Tomorrow it would be OK. We leave this place in the afternoon." "Darling, may I sleep on your bed?" "Welcome," he said and made room for her. "No, on second thought I won't. After what happened today I won't trust you that far. I will cuddle within myself." She lay down. "Strange isn't. This morning I had a mother, father, and a brother I could trust implicitly. In a few hours I have none." She sobbed in utter misery. Hot Dogs and Warm Cream Ch. 02 In part one of the story teenage brother and sister visit a swing club in distant Copenhagen and have the mortification of finding Mom and Dad on the premises. They manage to keep away from them. One cannot undergo swing club experience and not be permanently affected. When all four members of a family get into the swing club mode one can expect interesting changes in family inter relationships. Though it is not essential to read part one (published on 10 October 2006) to get into the spirit of part two it may be not be a bad idea to read the earlier part either before or after reading part two, preferably before. * Kelvin got up late. The events of the previous day left him physically and mentally tired. His sister Caro was not in her bed. By the time he brushed and changed Caro had left with Dad. Dad had a meeting with his business partner who had a daughter of Caro's age. The girls wanted to meet. . After seeing husband and daughter off mother came and sat on the sofa. The hectic events of the previous day, more varied and strenuous than that of her son's, left her tired too but not visibly so. Her sprightly looks belied her 37 years. "Dad and Caro will return late in the evening," said mother, "I'll get dressed. We'll got out have breakfast and then decide how we are going to spend our day." Copenhagen is a nice place to be in September. Mother and son walked along a long stretch of road may be for more then a mile before they found an outdoor restaurant to their liking. It was a quiet street and it being a late hour for breakfast only half a dozen camera toting tourists were at the tables. They chose a secluded corner. "Kelvin." "Yes, Mom." "Do you know why Caro is furious with me? "Furious?" "That's the word. She doesn't even look in my direction. I have done nothing to displease her. Did she tell you why?" "No." "From your body language I get the feeling that you know. I have the right to ask and you are duty bound to tell." "Big words Mom. Your are getting a bit emotional. I feel you have an inkling of what it is all about." "Inkling of what? Talk sense." "Talking of body languages yours reads guilt." "Guilt? Don't be funny. I know nothing. Tell me Kelvin why she is so angry with me." "You won't like to know." "All the more reason why I should." "OK, I'll tell. Don't blame me if it leaves you limp. You know Ronnie my friend back home." "I know, but what has that to do with this." "He was here in Copenhagen last month. With a cousin he took a tour of a swing club. His report was so glowing that I wanted to have a shot at it. I had to have a woman to accompany me and I know no one here but Caro. I had a difficult time convincing her that it is not wrong to just take a look. We did it. There we saw Dad and you. Mom you have become pale Mom. Please don't faint. I don't think you did anything wrong. Caro thinks badly of you but soon she will understand that it is all quite acceptable behaviour these days." Mother was in a daze. It took a while before she could speak. When she said was par for the parental course. "You should not have dragged Caro to a swing club," she said. "We took a tour, that's all." "Tell me what you saw." She spoke in a low voice. "Noting much Mom, for we stayed only for just an hour and a half." "What did you see?" "I saw you standing at pool side with no clothes on. You look magnificent, like the statue of Venus de Milo we saw a week ago out distancing all the younger women there. A man sat next to you with feet dangling in the water. He was kissing the outer side of your thigh while rubbing the inner side and you were caressing his cheek most lovingly." "And?" "Dad was standing fondling another woman and they both jumped into the pool and were playing about with each other's bodies." "What did you two do?" "We hid in the artificial palm grove and watched. I was admiring you but Caro was horrified to see you both that way. She was angry with me for admiring your body. She said it was incest. I told her that when I see you making love to a man other than father I feel different about you." "And then?" 'The man who was caressing your thighs got up and you both hugged and kissed passionately. Caro closed her eyes and said 'disgusting'. Your grinding your pelvis against his was what affected her. Dad and the other woman came out of the pool and after they had wiped all four went up. We followed at a distance. Another couple joined and all six went to a room and closed the door leaving just a narrow opening." "Caro was for going back to the hotel but I told her we will watch what Mom and Dad were up to. I did not see anything wrong in what you two were doing but strangely Caro's attitude was inconsistent. She was indulgent towards Dad but strongly disapproved of your actions. We sat on one of the benches. I had a lot of persuasion to do before Caro would consent to stay. After a while I went to peep into your room. Caro also came when I pulled her up. The door was now partly open. You were on the low bed on all fours. The man who was with you at the pool was standing behind you. His penis was inside you. He was pumping and you were also moving your pelvis in rhythm. You were sucking the penis of another man. I told Caro that you were preparing him for the next entry as soon as the first one has finished his job. Dad was licking one woman and the third woman was sucking him. "Caro had closed her eyes with her hands but I am sure she was peeping through her finger slits. You asked me to be frank and I am going to be just that. My greatest desire at that moment was to join the line and enter you when my chance came up. That is the truth Mom." Kelvin was holding her arm and rubbing his cheek on it. "What did you two do other than watching?" "I rather not tell." "You have to Kelvin, please." "OK here goes. With difficulty I got Caro to show her naked body. I fondled her. She did not object when I touched her vulva. I was bursting. I asked her to jerk me off. I do not know how it happened but my penis was in her mouth and I was licking her. I ejaculated. The first spurt was into her mouth. She spit it of as if it were poison. And then we came away. For all I know she is still a virgin." Sense of grievance seized Mom. "I wonder how she has the spirit to be cross with me after what she had done," she said. "Mom, please Mom we will go to the swing club." "Again?" "We saw very little. Hiding from you was all we did." "Son and Mom in a swing club?" "Why not?" "I don't think it has ever happened." "It's time we change that." "OK but..." "What but?" "Hope father is not there with Caro to spoil your day once more," said Mom. Both laughed and with that her mood changed. If the man checking IDs at the entrance of the swing club was the same one that had scrutinised the IDs of Kevin and his sister he would have been quite astounded to see the same young man come the next day with his mother. In the event the man at the counter was not the same. He just glanced at the IDs and asked them if they had been here before. When they told them that they had he let them in without the mandatory instruction to read the rules chart. Mom and son went to their respective change room and removing all their clothes draped the large towel provided and avoiding the drink area and dance area went straight to the pool. Mother did not even turn in the directions of the men standing at the first corner flaunting their large penises. At the pool she quite casually removed her towel and hung it on the stand and turned round. Son did he same and when he turned he gasped. "Wonderful," he said. His eyes were wide open and his lower jaw appeared slightly loosened. "Wonderful," he repeated. "Mom, place your arms akimbo as we saw you do yesterday and turn your head a little to one side. That's it. You are just like the Venus statue. The arms of that statue must have been like that before they broke off." "But you ought not to be looking at your mother with lust," she said smiling. "No way can my eyes glitter with lust when seeing beauty," he said becoming somewhat poetical. "Eyes probably not Kelvin but..." she was looking at his crotch. His penis was large and erect pointing upwards like an anti aircraft gun. He smiled sheepishly. She took a step forward, tapped son's penis and jumped into the pool. Kelvin followed her. She swam rapidly but he followed. He was stronger. He caught up with her and grasped her from behind by the breasts. She turned round and both hugged and laughed. "Long and thick," she said as she caught his penis in her grip underwater of course. His hand was on her vulva. He ran it up and down the slit. He swam round with mother riding on his back. She rubbed her vulva on him and he turned round and smiled in thankful appreciation. He then swam on his back and she rode him with vulva and penis on each other. He wondered as millions of others have if it was possible to enter while swimming. Three couples were in the water and to Kelvin it appeared that all three were darting glances at them. There was something in their body language that made him wonder if they recognised them as mother and son. He was swimming round when one woman of middle age swam towards Mom. "Good morning," she said in heavily accented English. "Welcome to Copenhagen," she said. "Good morning," said Mom, "then you must be a native." "Almost. My husband and I live 30 miles from here. We come here once or twice a year with two other couples. We are regular swingers. Visit to the club is a sort of festival for us. We like to see others having sex and we like others watching as we have sex. It is closest to heaven on earth." "I can understand," said Mom. "This is my very first foray into swinging and I love it." "Your young partner has a strong facial resemblance to you." "He has to be for he is my son. Surprised?" "There is no place for surprise in a swing club,' said the woman, "but it is a bit unusual but most lovely." "Lovely? So you don't disapprove." "Of course not. It is my regret that I have no sons, only daughters, two of them. There is nothing more sublime than mother and son having sex especially such a pretty woman and such a handsome young man." "But this is the first time he is seeing me nude. We have not had sex before." "You must, and today itself. There is one room that has a one way glass on one wall were others can watch without disturbing. We three couples who are also in the water now will love to watch mother and son having sex. "Indeed. But is it wrong. In my country it is." "Not in Denmark and not in France either." She swam away to join her group and mother lifted herself out of the water and sat at pool edge. She was thoughtful. She was not thinking of sex with her son but after this conversation she thought it was a splendid idea. Son was swimming towards her and she without being conscious of it was spreading her thighs invitingly. "Mom," said Kelvin, "your vulva is perfect." "Why do you say that?" Mother was pleased. She looked down and spread her thighs further. "It has a pronounced bulge and the slit is clear of protruding inner lips and the clitoral hood is prominent without being too prominent." "You must have made a study of vulvas." "I have." "And what you going to do about it?" Son made no verbal reply. He rested his hands on pool edge and heaved himself up and applied his lips to his mother's vulva. Mother eased towards the edge and slowly descended to the water. She kept her vulva above water level by supporting herself and he licked her in earnest. Mother now let go and both gently swam across the pool. His lips were firmly on the vulva but it was not always at the surface. Now it was up and then it was down but his mouth never lost touch. He was not licking. He was munching like a tiger at its meal. She was paddling with her arms and he with his feet. It was as if the two were keeping to the surface as one body. They were more than a half way across when Mom was moving her pelvis in frenzy of frustration for son was not able to apply pressure though he was grasping her thighs in a desperate attempt to create resistance. They were now at the steps and she grasped the arm rails and rested her buttocks on the step that was just lapping with water. Now that he had her on firm ground son was able to lick in earnest. Her G spot that was tantalizingly close now yielded and soon her pelvis was heaving up and down as she climaxed. The three native couples who were in the pool moved closer. It is not often that unusual events can spur the interest swing club regulars. Mother and son faintly heard murmurs of appreciation. Too exhausted they sat on the steps and hugged each other. Mom was soon up. She could wait no longer. She had to unite with her son. The three couples in the pool watched them as they walked the pool edge side by side to get to their towels. Others on deck chairs also sensed the relationship between the older woman and the young man and were darting glances at them. It was a sight to remember. Mother tall and stately with narrow waist, broad hips, with breasts large and sagging and vulva beautifully curved out, and son, tall and muscular with fully aroused penis angry like a cobra ready to strike, both with so trace of self consciousness or shame. The six exchanged significant glances, six persons but with one thought. They were now out of the water all six and ready to move. The lady who had been talking to Mom met her eyes. She smiled and Mom smiled. She went forward and Mom followed. They went up the stairs and went past two rooms. The lead lady stopped briefly at the third and then moved forward. Mom entered the room. There was no one in. Son followed. Mom lay on her back and son came on top. They played about for a short while and then son was ready to enter Mom and mother was eager to receive son. They had a massive one and at the same time and son gave Mom two more. The six applauded but mother and son did not hear for the sound did not go across the one way glass wall. * They reached home and had a hot bath recommended after visit to swing clubs where so much body contact takes place amongst strangers. They had bath together and came out and wiped each other. Mom enjoyed being nude. Thanks to her swing club experience she now understood why nudists were so evangelically zealous about their practice. She would without second thought have walked the length of the hotel corridors in the nude and enjoyed the exercise. The hot bath released Kevin's jet lag that was hovering in the background. He was yawning as he gulped the pasta that was their supper and fell on Mom's bed was soon soundly asleep. Mom stood out on the balcony in the nude. There was sufficient light for passes by on the road two floors below to see her. She would have waved if someone had looked up and gestured but to her disappointment it did not happen. She reviewed the happenings of the two days in Copenhagen. She was amazed at the changes the swing club visits were having on her family. After marriage she has never had sex with any man other then her husband. Heavy petting and fondling she had indulged in plenty but never any penetrative sex. This desire of both husband and wife to visit a swing club has been something they have long talked about. She was happy for the experience. Standing nude at the pool, her first public exposure was thrilling. She liked the two men whom they met at the club and she was highly excited when she was crouching in the room playing with the penis of one when the other entered her from behind. She was amused more than anything else that Kelvin and Caro had the boldness to visit a swing club and it tickled her no end that they were watching her when the men were having sex with her. Yes, the magical forces operating in swing clubs must have rearranged her cortical neurons. Her attitudes have become topsy-turvy. Something very drastic must have happened for instead of being devastated she seemed unconcerned when her son told her that his sister did a blow job on him even as he was licking her and she was pleased and not shocked as any mother should have been when he told her that he had half a mind to take his turn when the men were entering her from behind. And now she was fresh from a public act of incest with her son and she was glowing in the warmth of that memory. At this rate she would have no problem if her husband had sex with their daughter. Were these swing clubs good or evil? At the moment she thought they were great. She entered the room. She adoringly watched her naked son laying on his back his penis lying languidly on his thigh. She bent down and kissed the rose over the foreskin, and then she retracted the foreskin and kissed the red rose, and as a final gesture she plopped the rose in and out of her mouth. The bell rang. It must be her husband and daughter. She covered her son with a blanket, pulled a night dress over herself and went to open the door wondering what they were up to till well past eleven. "Nice time you two must have had," said Mom. The anger that Caro had for her Mom was now gone. Her eyes sparkled. "What's happened to Kelvin?" asked Dad. "Is it surprising? It's eleven, we had a great day, and he is still jet lagged." "By the look of him it does not appear we can move him," said Dad. "Let him be with me tonight. You can sleep with Caro in the other room." Now why did she say sleep with Caro and not just sleep in the other room. Quite atrocious; must be her disordered neurons. Dad however gave no indication of having heard his wife's unusual offer. Dad excused himself. He had an urgent business calls to make. "I want a night dress Mom," said Caro who come out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Mother rummaged through her box and gave her a pink one. Daughter unfolded it and gave it a swish. "Almost transparent," she said. She put it on. "Sexy Mom?" "Very much so." Kelvin turned and moaned. Caro watched him for a while. "It may not be easy to move Kelvin tonight," she said. "Why should he. He can sleep with me and you with Dad. Why the strange silence? Any objection?" "Why should I have any?" "No reason at all. Where have you two been to?" "We met Dad's friend and his daughter. You must meet Sophie. She is so much fun to be with in spite of her difficult English." "After that?" "We went to a night club." "Indeed. Hot dancing? Dad used to be good at it." "Today he was." "Hope it was not a swing club." "Swing club? Where could you have got such an idea from?" Daughter followed Mom's eyes. It led to brother still in deep sleep. She smiled knowingly. "He told you?" she asked hesitantly. Mom nodded with sucked in lower lips. Daughter's horror stricken face gradually subsided to see mother smile "Angry Mom?" "Do I look as if I am? But you? Yesterday you were furious with me." ."I was indeed. But now I have no right to. This evening I was as bad as you were yesterday." "That is hardly possible." "I was horrible." "What happened? Who?" For the first time in two days there was a faint trace of motherly concern. "Who else but Dad. He was hot. He must have forgotten it was not you he had with him." "What did he do?" "It was a popular place for the dance floor was crowded with couples jostling about. Then suddenly the lights went out and a clock lit up to count down the darkness. Five minutes of darkness was the guarantee. We kissed Mom; we did on the lips like lovers. He fondled me and I undid the blouse and he played with my bare breasts." "And." "Some couples were on the floor. We did not go down. Dad went for my crotch and I helped him. Soon his hands were on my bare vulva. I was angry with you for allowing other men to do to you but today I liked Dad doing all this to me. If there had been time I would have pulled him down and had sex with him there and then. I was so hot. Angry Mom?" Hot Dogs and Warm Cream Ch. 02 "No darling. How can I be after the time I spent with Kelvin in the swing club." "Swing club!" she screeched. "He wanted it. He said that your father and I spoiled his first visit. You two, he said, had a difficult time hiding from us." "You used the pool?" "We did." "In the nude?" "Of course. One cannot swim with towels round the waist." "You kissed him on the lips." "We hugged and we kissed in the pool." "Did you use the rooms?" "We did." "Tell me Mom." "We went all the way." "You did Mom." "Yes. You sleep with Dad in the next room. Why the silence. You like it?" "I'd love to." Kelvin tossed round and the blanket got awry. "He has no clothes on Mom." Thereupon Mother took off the blanket. Both admired the naked form of the young man. "He is hurt that you should have spit it out." "He told you that too." "Everything." "It flooded in so suddenly I couldn't help it." Slowly and deliberately Mother now took off her night dress. She climbed up the cot and lay on him carefully aligning vulva on to his penis and hugged him. "When he wakes up he will be alert. We will have it once or maybe more." She asked daughter to cover them. "Put of the light out and go and join your Dad." Caro kissed her mother and then her brother, pulled the blanket over them and skipped out of the room treading air. Mom wondered what the amazing city of Copenhagen has to offer them on their third and last day. Hot Dogs and Warm Cream Ch. 03 Mom got up late. The sun streaming in from the balcony made the room too bright for sleeping even for her who hardly had half a dozen winks that night. She stood up and yawned. She had no clothes on but given the life style she and her family had adopted in hectic Copenhagen for the past two days it did not matter. She moved to the balcony. On the road two floors below there were many passers by but none was looking up. She was disappointed. If they had she would have waved to them. Not for the first time she was astonished at the way her family relationships had changed in just three days. Deep in her mind she knew that visit to the swing club was only the spark that had fired the explosives that were already stacked and wired. She came in and sat down on the sofa. The night had been a splendid one. Her son Kelvin who was sleeping jet lagged in her bed when she switched off the lights last night had woken up at what was mid-day in New Jersey. He was nuzzling his head between her thighs to reach for her vulva. She woke up and as one as much from the Eastern Time Zone as her son she was equally alert. She spread her thighs and son's lips were on her vulva and his tongue on her turgid clitoris. With finger tips she was scratching son's scalp and encouraged by Mom's gesture he found her Spot. She climaxed and it led to an immensely satisfactory union. They pulled a divan to the balcony and lay hugging each other and slept. She was up again when the Eastern sky was lightening. Son was lying on his back soundly asleep. His penis, fair sized even in sleep, lay on its side as if it was slumbering on its own right. She took son's penis into her mouth and moved it in and out. He was breathing the breath of one in deep slumber but surprisingly his penis was not. She could feel the penis filling her mouth. It was getting warmer too. She looked up to see if he was awake. He was; sitting reclined on the divan he was looking at her with wide open eyes. His penis was now large, so large that mother's mouth had the aspect of a python at its meal. Her head was going back and forth, plopping his rose ever and on. He was now bending forwards holding back of mother's head with one hand and her cheek with the other. "I'm coming Ma," he said as if to warn her but she waved him on. And then the hand holding the back of her head landed on her breast and his great toe sought her vulva. They were now moving in frenzy and mother's buttocks were vibrating as she rubbed her clitoris on his foot. He ejaculated and Mom caught each spurt in her mouth without spilling a drop. When she judged no more was coming she swallowed. They hugged tight. "It was good," she said. It was getting cold. They moved in and lay on the bed and were soon asleep. Kelvin was not there when she woke up very late. She stretched and wriggled her toes. The recollection of last night's events was making her moist in the vulva. She bent her head and gently separated her vulval lips to see if any juice was peering out. There was none. She found two notes stuck to the mirror. Husband had gone to see a client and son and daughter were down for breakfast. She pulled a thin frock over herself, gave a brush to her hair and went down to join them. She must get hold of daughter Caro and hear her red hot experience with her father last night in her own words. Son and daughter were not in the breakfast room. Either she had crossed them in the elevator or they had gone for a walk. She toasted two slices of bread and ladled two generous spoonfuls of scrambled eggs on the plate. She felt thirsty. She selected orange juice to slake her thirst and filled the largest tumbler she could find to the brim. She sat in one corner and ate and drank. Her thoughts were on her son and daughter. They two have not united. Would that happen today to complete the circle? Three days ago when they got on the plane in Newark the very thought of son having sex with her daughter would have set her trembling, but now she felt that they had to unite to close the family sex circle. She smiled. Strange were the ways of humans. It was closure time for breakfast. She had to get back to the room. She must have pressed the wrong elevator button for when she came out she was one floor below hers. There was not a soul on the long stretch of blue carpeted corridor. She had another attack of what she liked to think of as Copenhaganitis, the ailment that she and her family were in the grip of since arrival in that city. 'Why not' she said to herself and after pause she repeated aloud, 'why not indeed?' In the new state she was in to think was to act. She pulled off her frock and quite casually threw it away with a flourish. That done she walked up and down the corridor in the nude. She was determined to be there till someone came her way. She found it a thrilling experience, even more thrilling than her first exposure in the swing club. On that occasion every one present was nude but this time she alone was. The thought that in her country such action can bring in the police gave it an extra spice. But if no one was there to see her what point was there in that exercise? But not for long. Two men walked out of the elevator and came towards her. One of them stopped to pick up the frock she had thrown away. When they were close enough the one who had the frock asked something in a language she did not understand. The man repeated again this time in heavily accented English. "Is this yours madam?" Both were young men in their twenties. "Yes," she said and accepted the frock and threw it over her shoulders. "I have missed my floor, could you direct me to room," she said naming the room. "If it is not too much of a bother could you please take me there?" "Certainly. Please come with us." They walked towards the elevator. "Could we go up the stairs?" said Mom. "Certainly." They found the stairs and walked up. The well of the stairs was open and those walking the stairs could see them. Extraordinary city this Copenhagen. I A nude woman is walking with two men up the stairs in open daylight and there was not even a raised eye brow for reaction! "Do you feel uncomfortable walking with a nude woman?" "It is a pleasure. You have made our day." It was the one with the blue shirt who has done all the talking till then who said that. "Not just the day, may be the month or even the year," said the other one. He wore a brown shirt with stripes. The three walked up to the room. She inserted the key and turning she smiled. "Thank you," she said. "You are always welcome," said blue shirt. "Could we take a photograph?" said brown stripes." She thought for a moment. "You could but let me cover my face." She did so with her frock. She stood away from the wall and both clicked away. Through a slit she could see them. When brown stripes crouched on the floor with camera pointed up she helpfully spread her thighs. More clicking followed. "Over?" "Yes." "I can uncover my face?" "Yes." "May we have that frock as a souvenir?" said brown stripes. She smiled and handed it to him. Then she lightly hugged each and planted a chaste kiss on the cheek. A turn of the key and she was gone. "Is it you Mom?" it was the plaintive voice of Caro her daughter, "Yes darling." "Come here Mom, we need your help." * It was a strange sight that met her eyes. Caro was on her back with her arms and legs stretched out with thighs widely apart. Kelvin had his knees in the space between her thighs and palms resting by the sides of her shoulders. Both were naked. Kelvin's penis was large and dangling and Caro's vulva was wet from her vaginal secretions and maybe brother's saliva. For some reason sister was dissatisfied with how brother was doing his part. "He's not doing like Dad," she said. "How can he?" said mother. "He's not yet a veteran of a thousand battles. Now bend you knees and get you feet up in the air" Caro obeyed. Mom held son's penis and brought it closer to her vagina. "Now Caro take over." "Ma, you insert it. It would be special Ma to have my brother's penis let into me by my own mother." Mother must have thought so too for her hand holding son's penis trembled momentarily but soon it was steady again for the onerous task ahead. The tip of son's penis was at the opening and then a gentle pull from her and a firm push from him and it went in smoothly into the wet vagina. And now something remarkable happened. Mother breasts as she was bending were close to the faces of son and daughter and both as if by spontaneous reflex reached out for her nipples and each took one between their lips. It was a unique sight; brother and sister united in sex and the mother of the two lying by their side with her children suckling like twins. Mother was lying partly prone with one thigh across son's back and son brought his hand across and reaching for Mom's wide open vulva he gently teased her clitoris. "You are wet Mom," he said and such was the case for her wetness had spread to her inner thighs. Given the circumstance it had to be a monster climax and it was, all three getting it in unison. Mother soon detached herself leaving her children alone to savour the moment. She went to her bed and lay down. She had little energy left in her. She slept but her children no doubt owing to their youth had energy to keep awake and soak in the pleasure of their momentous first union. They were silent for that is the way to go when the body is glowing. 'Thanks Caro it was nice," said Kelvin after a long while. "To you too Kelvin," responded his sister. "Am I as good as Dad?" asked Kelvin and Caro chuckled. "You are almost there, but when he gave that final bite to my clitoris I screamed. For a moment I was sure mother and you will come to investigate." "We didn't hear it. Maybe mother was screaming at that precise moment. She says my nip finale is very much like Dad's. She thinks I have inherited it from Dad." "How did you feel being inside Mom?" "It's funny Caro, the feeling that it is Mom never left me. It is special feeling Caro, very special." "How about another visit to the swing club." "I'd love it Caro. All four or only we two." "We can try both." "I'd love to see you in a gang bang, Caro. I am imagining a line of men all holding their penises waiting for entry into you just as they were doing to Mom the day before." "Hey Kelvin yours is hardening." She spread her thigh and took brother's penis and inserted it in. "It's big now Kelvin." Soon he was pumping and they had another. Caro had no orgasm this time but women can of course enjoy sex even without climaxing. Then continued the cuddle. It appeared that this would go on the whole day. * Mom was not aware how long she slept. She got up and freshened herself. She peeped into the other room. Son and daughter still naked were in a huddle. She could hear them talking. She came back and sat on the sofa. She snoozed. The click at the door woke her. Her husband was back. His first move as to look into the other room. "Darling they are having sex," he said in a hushed voice. "Must be the second this afternoon or may be the third. Caro called for my assistance when they had the first. Your daughter was not happy with her brother. He was not able to meet the high standards you had set." "We had a good time," admitted Dad. "I was surprised to find her a virgin." "Congratulations." "What for." "I suppose father taking daughter's virginity must be a rare privilege." "May be. Thanks anyway. But virgin at 18!" "Disappointed that your daughter has besmirched the family reputation by delaying that long? I was also a virgin till I was 18 ears old." "We must tell them not to get attached to each other. That will be bad. They must have others," said Dad with parental concern. "Be we are there to lend variety." "No, that won't be enough; they must have others too." "I am sure they would. Seeing their parents in a gang bang in their formative years must be a stimulating experience." "Indeed yes, and we should be thankful that but for that we would have had to go through the agony of hiding our life style from them." "Not to mention of offering the best in sex education in the process," said Mom with the broadest of grins. "Another rare privilege," said Dad and both laughed. "I had another adventure this morning," said Mom. "Where?" "Here, not in the room though. Nothing very sensational. After breakfast on my way back I discarded my frock and walked up nude with two young men." "Oh! I wish I had been there. I could have taken a movie of it." "And published it?" "Why not." "The young men took snaps but I covered my face." "You could have invited them in." "I could have but just then I wanted sex from only one person, not anyone else." "Who is that lucky man?" "You." "Me?" "Who else?" He came closer and gently held her chin. He brought his lips to hers and touched them. "Shall I tell you something my most precious darling," he said. "Ever since I saw you that day bending down and with the penis of those men go in and out of your vagina I am yearning for you." He rubbed her neck and she helpfully stretched it out. "Same here," she said. She removed his tie and unbuttoned his shirt and rubbed her cheek on his chest. "Did Kelvin do well?" "Darling he licks just like you do. The final nip at the clitoris is from your book. I am sure it is an inherited trait." Dad gave a pleased smile. "When I did that Caro screamed." "No wonder." They were naked and Dad was licking Mom and so hot was she that he hit her Spot straightaway. She climaxed and when he delivered his signature nip she screamed too. He was on top and it ended with yet another satisfactory climax thereby disproving the oft quoted statement that a woman can have only one climax a day. Of course it helps if she has different men. In the next room Caro and her brother were in a tight embrace talking and moaning alternately. They lay side by side in a crouching pose. It was unlikely they were connected but the language of their combined bodies was such that it would not be long before they would be into each other. Wonderful, wonderful Copenhagen. Hot Dogs and Warm Cream "I am sorry Caro. I solemnly promise that from now on I would be a true brother." They heard the door opening. Kelvin rushed to his bed. "We'll pretend to be fast asleep," he said. Dad and Mom opened the door of their room." "Good children." Mom said. "That is because we lead by example," said Dad. . * They woke late and found Mom and Dad breakfasting. "Why do both of you look at us with such hostility?" asked Mom. There was no answer. "Sorry kids we were entertaining friends. We lost track of time," said Dad. Still no answer. "Did you spend your time in the room," asked Mom. "No. We sauntered out," said Kelvin. "Where?" "Must be some place like yours." "What did you have," asked Mom. "Hot dogs and warm cream," said Caro. "Hot dogs and ketchup I know," said Mom, "but cream? I never heard of hot dogs and cream" "In the place we went to they serve hot dogs with warm cream, Mom." Both collected cans of coke and a box of cookies and left. "They have a right to be annoyed with us," said Mom. "We should not have left them for so long in this strange place. Why are you smiling?" "Why that doubt about hot dogs and cream," said Dad, "you had it too, ha, ha, ha." He suddenly shot up as if fire crackers were bursting under his seat. His wife understood. "Don't worry Pete; these two are very innocent kids. Relax." Caro and Kelvin, who were listening, exchanged glances and smiled. It was small victory but it demanded a celebration. They gave themselves a low high five.