20 comments/ 197626 views/ 15 favorites Petting Party By: magmaman Sharon and I were just a couple of kids when we got married. Our life together starting out was simple and uneventful, we had the usual struggle to find enough money to make it to the end of each month, like most young couples. So as a result, our pleasures were simple, too. Afternoons with friends, a few beers, sometimes a rare night out for burgers. Our sex life could best be described as normal, too. There was so much we didn't know, so we experimented a little with each other, fun stuff. I suppose this story started innocently, one day Sharon was in the kitchen fiddling with getting breakfast ready. She had an odd habit of wearing nothing but a pair of panties around the house when it was warm, because we had a tiny little mobile home and no such thing as air conditioning. I had just come out from brushing my teeth, I looked up and here stood the guy who came to change the two huge propane bottles we used for the stove. The window was open, the curtains pulled aside, and he was standing with his mouth open staring at Sharon. Now Sharon was worth staring at, she was only 4'10" and I could easily circle her waist with my hands. But she has a set of tits that most women would die for. Here she was, naked to the waist with just a set of white panties on, and she was just bending over to reach into the bottom of the stove for some pans. The guy out on the porch deck was getting a beaver shot to end all beaver shots, Sharon's big titties dangling down as she fiddled under the stove, no idea the guy was there. He saw me, turned a few shades of pink, finished up and left. I started to say something to Sharon, then realized I had a boner beyond belief! The idea of this guy getting a peek at her nudity seemed to turn me on stronger than anything had up until then. Needless to say, we didn't get to breakfast until quite a bit later. It was evening before I happened to mention the gasman seeing her, she gasped and put her hand to her mouth, but the expression on her face said something different. So dinner ended up very late, too. later that night, she was down on her knees on the bed as I pounded away from behind, describing to her the view the guy had gotten as she had leaned over. Sharon went hot as a pistol and all gushy, she was making strange noises like I had never seen her do before. The idea excited us both, that was obvious. So we started to look for opportunities. There was the gas station, the shoe store, sitting on the rock wall down by the beach, we got pretty blatant. It was fun stuff, like I said, experimenting. She even tried the gas man again, going so far as to check to see when he was due to arrive so she could be ready. But the guy was a little gunshy this time, he did his job and went out of his way to not look inside as I hid and watched. So we settled back into our lives, just once in awhile we would go out for a "drive." Sharon always knew what that meant but the bloom was off the Rose so to speak and it was becoming less exciting. We had one couple we hung out with a lot, just friends stuff. Lori was a bubbly little blonde, just a trace on the chubby side, 5'4" or so. Sonny was about my size, maybe 190# and lean like me. We all got along wonderfully, lots of jokes and teasing. Sometimes we went dancing, I liked the way Lori's body settled in to mine, Sharon's did too but she was so short I found dancing with her a bit awkward. Lori was a bit of a tease, a couple of times I had gotten a flash of pink nipple down her blouse as she leaned over or reached for something. She was perfectly aware of that, I am sure. Sharon had long since given up wearing bras, so when she danced with Sonny her big boobs were mashed against him, I knew what that felt like. More fun stuff. One evening we were sitting over at their house, Sonny had Lori snuggled right up close, arm around her shoulder, Sharon and I sat opposite doing the same, we were just chatting. I happened to mention that Sharon had flashed the gas man, got popped on the arm for that as Sharon blushed. But Lori was all ears, insisting on the juicy details. So I told the story, how the guy had stood there with his mouth hanging open in shock as Sharon had leaned over the stove, nothing on but undies. "Lucky bastard!" Sonny said. Sharon blushed. I noticed his fingers were stroking the sides of Lori's breast, I could see the bumps forming in the front of her blouse and the expression on her face made it obvious the story had excited her. "We should do something like that!" she said, getting a nervous laugh from Sonny. Sharon seemed to snuggle in closer to me, and her hand was brushing my upper leg. It was like some kind of mental thing went through the air, I leaned down and kissed Sharon, Sonny was doing the same. In just a few minutes I had my hands under Sharon's top, fondling her big titties, Sonny was doing the same with Lori who was joining right in. We sat there and necked for a good half hour or so, Sonny and I both took turns giving each other peeks at our wive's tits. I started to stroke Sharon's behind through the slacks she wore, Sonny's hands went right under Lori's skirt up to her hip. I was getting a fine view of Lori's panties, even a shot of brown pubic hair for a second and Sonny's fingers found the side of them and pushed them over for a moment. I had Sharon stand up, reached out, pulled her top up and off her. Sonny looked her up and down, smiling, he undid Lori's blouse and removed it. Now Lori's fine tits were on full display, she had big round nipples, like little bubbles on the end, beautiful contrast to Sharon's full globes and hard black nipples. Sonny and I swapped comments about how beautiful our girls were as they both seemed to relax and settle in to the moment. This isn't fair!" Sharon piped up with. "We are half naked and you guys are still dressed." I looked at Sonny, he shrugged, got up, dropped his shirt and pants. He had on a pair of white briefs, and he was obviously hard as a rock. I got up and did the same, I was in the same state. We went back to petting, I slipped the snap, then the zipper on Sharon's slacks. She made no move to resist, even lifted her hips as I slid them down and off. Now she was sitting there with nothing on but a pair of white panties. Sonny had Lori's skirt off, she had on a pair of pink panties with frilly lace edges. I commented on how pretty they were, Lori hopped up and did a little spin, blushing lightly as her soft breasts jiggled with the motion. "You like?" she said, as she sat back down by Sonny. I did, and the only thing to do was have Sharon do the same, so she got up and did a slow turn, giving us all a long look at her. Her heavier breasts on her much smaller body were spectacular. I watched as Sonny stared at her, a smile on his face. She sat back down by me, we went back to petting. Sonny was poking around at lori's pink panties, giving us little peeks at Lori's brown pubic hair, so I started doing the same to Sharon. At first she tensed a bit to keep her legs together, but she soon gave up as my probing hands made efforts to display her to Sonny, who was watching intently. I finally managed to get my fingers fully under the crotch of her panties, and I pulled them aside, holding them there as he got a long look. Sharon had her eyes closed, her lips were pursed, she was hot! Her fingers were stroking my cock through my underwear, her breath coming in excited little gasps. Sonny rolled Lori's waisrband down, then the other side, I watched as she lifted her weight to let him take them off. He was sitting on her right, so he reached down and lifted her right leg up and set it over his, opening her wide to my gaze. I saw Lori's eyes come up and look at me, they were all smoky like she really didn't even see me. Her pussy was covered with fine brown hair, but her lips were so swollen and large they stuck out of her a good inch or so. Her clit was huge, sticking out and down, I couldn't help but stare. Our girls were both naked now, and they were working on us. Lori had Sonny's cock sticking out the top of his briefs, Sharon had mine out the leg band. I was uncircumsized, and Sonny was, quite a contrast. Sharon started tugging at my underwear, I let her remove them, standing up to step out of them. Lori watched me intently as I did, I turned slightly sideways to let her have a good look before I sat back down. Sonny got up and did the same, then he and Lori petted some more, it was getting pretty intense. Then he looked at me, said, "Swap? Just for petting?" I said sure, waiting for a protest from either of our girls. There wasn't any. In seconds, I had Lori by my side on the couch and we were kissing, Sonny and Sharon were doing the same. I noticed Sharon's hands wasted no time finding his cock, she wrapped her tiny hand around it as I licked and nuzzled Lori's breasts. Those little bubbles on the ends of her titties were fun, they slipped and rolled around inside my mouth, different. I felt Lori's hand begin to stroke my cock, I let my fingers slip between her legs, finding her fleshy and wet. I started to slip a finger inside but she tensed, looking at Sonny for a reaction. He was intent on Sharon at the moment, his fingers feverishly masturbating her as she squealed quietly with those familiar little sounds I knew so well. Lori relaxed and let her legs part, I slipped a finger inside, exploring. I noticed right off that she was snug but there was more room inside than there was with Sharon. I stroked the upper portion of her insides, feeling the row of soft ridges. She orgasmed quietly as I did that. We had long since forgotten about Sonny and Sharon. They were now stretched out on the couch facing each other, Sharon's back was to us. They were pressed tightly up against each other, almost motionless. I couldn't see exactly what they were doing, it was hard to concentrate anyway as my hands and mouth alternately touched and tasted. But I saw Sonny's hips roll back and then forward and up, it looked like he was fucking Sharon! Her hips rolled opposite against him, I decided they were just dry humping and went back to Lori. A few minutes later, I looked over, both of Sonny's hands were out of sight between their bodies, he was still making that same thrusting motion. Lori and I were just petting, so I watched closely. Her upper leg lifted slightly, I saw Sonny's cock come out, glistening as he pushed back into her wetness. There was no doubt, this had gone beyond petting! "They are fucking!" I whispered to lori. "I know." "Shall we?" "Yeah." I rolled over into position on my back, Lori slid up on top, just like that I was inside her. All pretense was gone now, we thrashed away at each other like minks. Her beautiful breasts bounced up and down as she lifted her hips and came down on me, over and over. Her head went back and she let out a long groan as she spasmed on me, that did it, I exploded inside her. Later, I lay buried in Sharon, she felt odd all wet and sloppy, it took a long time. Sonny seemed spent, he and Lori sat and watched us. "That was fun!" Lori said as we had all dressed and were sitting back resting. "It just seemed right." Sonny said. "Yes." I answered. "So what now?" "One time thing, or any time we want?" Sonny hesitated, looked at Lori. She smiled. "I think any time we want." Sharon grinned at Lori. "Let's take our guys shoe shopping." Petting Party Ch. 02 I must say that to this day I just do not understand the big deal about sex. It always seemed to me that pleasure between two people who like each other should be just fine and perfectly normal. But all of these "rules" get in the way. Once married, one is not "supposed" to ever have sex with anyone other than the mate. Ever again! My wife Sharon was a little bit that way. She delighted in using her body with me, she delighted in letting people see her in "innocent" situations. She seemed to get angry at the idea of me doing anything, though. After the petting party with Sonny and Lori, Sharon seemed to get a bit reserved. Resistant, in fact. Our little trips out to do some flashing and get all turned on watching the reactions of guys who got peeks at her big boobs more or less stopped. Sure, the party with Sonny and Lori had gotten wilder than I would have ever imagined, actually screwing his wife while he screwed Sharon was not something I would have anticipated. But Sharon did fuck Sonny, and she did it eagerly at the moment. Then she seemed to go into the exact opposite mode. Somehow the fact that we had done that had been cheating in her eyes, even though we had both done it at the same time in the same room. Every single time I slid into Sharon after that, I would get that vision in my head of Sonny's big cock sliding out of her and back in, all wet and glistening with her juices. The exact same place I was at the moment, it wouldn't leave my mind. It made me harder, knowing he knew, had felt her deep inside. He had felt her cram her pussy against him, felt her big breasts, tasted them. I never let her know what I was thinking, though. But Sharon was now convinced that I would "cheat" again. It didn't help one bit when I mentioned how much fun that was and wondered aloud if we would do it again. To me, sex with another couple, when it was both of us, wasn't cheating at all. To her? Hell, I never did figure all of that out. I was late getting home from work a few times, this enraged her, I got accused of messing around, all sorts of things. Actually, I had stopped off at a tavern with some buds, drank a beer and shot some pool. The idea of getting laid by someone never entered my mind, I had nice pussy at home. Yep, we fought, It got so I did my best to always be right where she thought I should be, I hated the yelling and all the fuss. Sonny and Lori visited a few times, but somehow it wasn't the same. We did a barbeque, we did some bowling, but the swap we did was never mentioned at all. Things seemed strained, too, finally we got together less and less. The relationship between Sharon and I got worse and worse, finally one day on the way home from work it hit me I didn't want to go home. I just drove right on by, rented an apartment in the next town. My job had progressed, I was middle management by this time, nice salary so money was no longer a problem. There was more yelling, tears, all of the usual but I stuck to my guns, Sharon and I split. No children was helpful, she got a stipend and I got my life back. So I dated. That really wasn't difficult, I always was cute and had a way of walking up and chatting with women like it was perfectly normal and I belonged. There were a few necking sessions in cars down by the beach, a few even ended up in my bed. They all were more or less unsatisfying, I just could not help but to compare them to Sharon. When Sharon wanted to fuck, and she was hot, she would actully seem like she was trying to get ALL of me inside her, that was a wild woman in the sack. So having a perfectly nice and pretty lady lay back and sort of "let" me just wasn't the same. I was spoiled. The only other one who had ever acted like that was Sonny's wife, Lori. I guess I have to say I missed seeing Sonny just as much, we both liked to fish, hunt, bowling, just buds is the word. I was wandering down the aisle at a local grocery, I had the usual single man's selection of frozen meals and soda pop and chips. Some bananas, my concession to a healthy lifestyle. "Hey, Dan!" I heard behind me. I looked around, here was Lori. She looked good enough to eat, it was one of those warmer than normal spring days outside so she had on some baggy shorts and a skimpy little halter top. I had barely turned when she was wrapped around me like an Octopus, giving me a big sloppy kiss on the lips. Her braless breasts jammed into my chest and I was erect in about the time it took to think about it. It had been a good month or so since I had made any real effort with women. Lori and I ended up in a little cafe in the store, having Coffee and catching up. Lori had run into Sharon a few weeks before but had gotten snubbed. I knew that Sharon blamed our breakup on Lori and the party, but the truth was the breakup was because of Sharon. Nothing I could do to fix that, Sharon just couldn't handle what had happened, and we sure as hell couldn't undo it. Lori mentioned that it would be nice if I dropped by, Saturday was set, I agreed. I would get to see Sonny, there was hope that maybe we could get back to something normal? I needed normal in my life. Saturday arrived, I showed up with a usual bottle of fine wine. Lori answered the door, she looked fantastic, filmy pink blouse over a frilly bra, easy to see through the sheer material. Lori always wore those bras that breasts set on, not in. They seem to be designed to show off the tops of the breasts rather than actually contain them. Frilly lace type edges on them, of course. Her skirt was a trace shorter than the style of the times, little pleats pressed into it made it hug her hips closely. The memory of her in those pink lace edged panties popped in my head, made my dick tingle. I shook that off just as Sonny walked in. It wasn't 10 seconds, Sonny and I were buds again, shooting the shit and catching up. He had bought a truck, made a few bucks and bought another, then 2 more. Four trucks running, getting ready to add to that. I looked around at the nice furnishings, neat to see them doing well. Then the conversation shifted to Sharon, I knew that was coming. I still had dreams about her, I just couldn't take the constant bickering, accusations. I explained how my life had gone in the last couple of years, pretty boring actually. "Lori and I still get fantasies about that night." "Really? Me too." Just then Lori came in, a huge platter of snacks in her hands. She set them on the coffee table in front of us, her breasts escaping nicely from her loose blouse as she bent over to set it down. She smiled at me, I smiled back. Sonny smiled too. "We were thinking....." his voice trailed off. Lori stood there, looking spectacular. The room filled with the electricity of the moment. "Sonny would like to watch us again..." "Us...You mean.." "Yea.." Her voice caught as she said it. "I think I would like that." Lori reached over and pushed a button on the big TV-Stereo. Music filled the room, she looked at me with a wicked grin and started to sway to the music. Sonny and I sat and watched her, taking a sip of the wine now and then. She took a long time, finally she was holding her blouse bunched across her breasts, covering the lace of her bra. She dropped the blouse, turned her back. "Undo me?" she offered the bra strap to me. I tripped it, she let it fall forward, then turned. There were those soft breasts again, big puffy nipples I remembered so well. They looked like half of a light chocolate Easter egg perched proudly on each breast, the tips tiny and lightly inverted. The slightly chubby I remembered was long gone, her stomach was flat as a pancake, the muscles rippling as she moved. She had been working on that, I could tell. The sight of her standing like that had me hard as a rock, I was doing my best to not go off in my pants. Her hands came down to the catch on her skirt as she moved to the music, she let it slip and fall to the floor. She wore nothing underneath, she was naked. Her soft brown pubic hair was trimmed into a heart shape, the lips were puffy, aroused, hanging out and spread, ready. The memory of the taste of her as my tongue had licked around, up and over her clit filled my mind. It stuck out of her and down, the end looking like a little penis about the size of the tip of my finger, pointed right at me. I felt an involuntary dribble of cum slide out of me, clenched myself trying to control it. I tried to speak, no sounds came out. Blood flushed into my face, my ears, all I could do was stare at the beautiful nasty creature standing naked and proud before us. Her labia seemed to enlarge even more, then get slick and shiny as she dampened in anticipation, this woman was hot as a pistol! She stood facing us, letting us look, see her. Her legs were apart, hips thrust forward, nothing hidden. Her eyes took on that smoky look I had noticed before, almost not seeing us. Sliding onto the couch between us, she reached for both of our belts at the same time. In seconds, she sighed as she had two rock hard erections in her hands. She leaned back as I let my mouth slide over the nipple closest to me. Sonny was doing the same on the other side. Then Sonny got up and moved to the chair opposite, leaving us room on the couch. Oddly he didn't close up his trousers, leaving his erection exposed and pointed straight up. I expected him to stroke himself, he didn't. He just sat and watched. Lori stripped my pants off, then my briefs, lay back, opening her legs. There was no stopping, I rolled up on top of her, poised, let myself invade her depths. She was eager, hot, thrusting. I felt her move so she could press harder, I let my pubic bone bump, then mash against her clit as she thrust at me, her soft breasts bobbing with the force of each stroke. She started into orgasm, I saw Sonny out of the corner of my eye, sitting, watching intently as I pounded into his woman. We went on for a very long time, it had been ages since I had been with a real woman. Then I could hold back no more, I blasted deep inside her, over and over, my head swimming. We settled, exhausted, her breasts pressed against me. We lay like that for what seemed like an hour, I felt the beginnings of another erection. She felt it, too, and began to stroke her hips against me again. We built again, even slower this time, she was gushing and soft, her inner muscles gripping then releasing until I had another powerful eruption. We lay again entwined for several minutes, then I softened and withdrew. We both lay back naked, Sonny still watching us intently. He had zipped up, but the bulge in his pants showed he was obviously excited by what he just witnessed. Lori lay back with her hips elevated, Sonny got up and stuffed a cushion under her fanny as she lay there, basking. I thought that seemed odd, he sat back down and waited, we sipped some wine, quiet, no conversation. Finally Lori got up, went to the bathroom to clean up, she returned in a few moments with a damp towel and washed me. "Can you come back tomorrow and the next day and do it again?" Lori asked, with a bright smile. "I..." "We need you to." Sonny said. "I don't understand." "Lori is fertile right now!" he looked at me intently. "But..." "I'm not.." It hit me then. I thought for just a second, what better thing to do for a friend? "Yes, fine, I will do that. But what about after she is pregnant?" "Any time you want. We would like two." Lori beamed, reached over and snuggled with her husband. "I love you!" she told him, climbing in his lap. Hey, works for me. Petting Party Ch. 03 {This story isn't sexual, it is a culmination of events. It is in the loving wives section, because the women involved are truly loving wives. If you are looking for sexual, then time to move on. This story is about truth, and beauty} To me, it seems odd that just one incident of letting the heat of the moment take over can ruin a marriage, change an entire life. Trust me when I say it can. My wife Sharon and I had ended up swapping with our friends Sonny and Lori. I found it to be fun, Sharon did too at the time but it all changed after that. It wasn't long, we were divorced. After that I wandered from one relationship to another, nothing filled the need in me. Where my wife Sharon was an eager and willing lover, the ones I managed to court into my bed seemed to lay back and expect me to perform. It took me a long long time to realize that I was completely in love with Sharon. She just made it impossible for me to be with her. So, completely miserable, I moved on. There was a long period when I didn't even see Sonny and Lori, I missed that too. Those were great days, we all liked the same things. Stumbling across Lori in the grocery store was a surprise, it was months later when I found out they had waited and set that up, hoping against hope that I would give them the one thing they could not do on their own. A child. All they would have had to do was ask, but what they did do was use me in that respect. I remember thinking about that long and hard, it was upsetting in some ways. I felt proud to have produced a fine strapping son, I felt robbed to not be my son's father. Lori took with the first try, 9 months later a strapping baby boy arrived. A wrinkled up little gob of noise and smells, to be frank. Wonderful stuff! Everyone was telling Sonny how great it was and how the baby looked just like him. He strutted around accepting all of the attention, proud as a Peacock. I got to visit from time to time, but I kept to the sidelines, the way it had to be. By age two it was obvious to anyone who wasn't blind, little Conrad Ray was my child, not Sonny's. It seemed everyone on the planet was blind to that. It would be nice if I could say that I didn't mind the situation, the fact is, I did. When it is your own flesh, your own blood, something changes there. After that first week, I never touched Lori again while Sonny and she were together. The comment had been made of them wanting two children, but when that fine little boy came along, it seemed to fill up every single minute of every day around there. I remember one day I was sitting on the couch at their house, thinking nothing of being there. Little Sonny jr was tearing around like always, Lori and I were sipping coffee. Sonny came home from work, saw me on the couch, Lori in the chair. I saw the dark shadow cross his face, I knew what that meant. I heard from Lori later that they had argued after I left, Sonny was sure we had been messing around. I suppose, considering the situation, that it was tough to understand that the idea had never crossed either of our minds. I had just wanted to see the child. My child. So I began to stay away, a man just can't let his presence mess up a happy family. I was sad about it, but I did what I had to do. A full year went by, then two. I sometimes parked down the street hoping for a glimpse of little Ray. He was always my little Ray in my mind, Sonny Jr didn't fit and I knew the reason why. Usually I just stayed away, though. Lori would call while Sonny was at work and tell me how little Ray was doing, that was cool. I know she never told Sonny about the phone calls, I am sure the result would have been more upset. Lori is a fine woman, though. She knew. She knew I needed to know, she knew that telling me what was going on helped to keep me away, to keep peace. I remember exactly what I was doing when the phone rang one day not long after that, I was folding clothes. I picked up, it was Lori but her voice was all crazy and screaming. It seems Sonny had backed up to a loading dock, he went around back to open the big double doors and the handle was stuck. He had reached over and picked up a big mallet that was laying there. The load had shifted against the doors, they blew open at him as he knocked the lever loose. Cardboard. A lousy load of recycled cardboard. Someone had banded a bundle, the band had slipped, shifted against the door. It was over, that fast. I remember it raining the day we stood at the cemetary, Lori was pressed up against me, sobbing. I could hear the droning of the man in his black suit as he went on and on about Sonny. None of that really registered, I was in shock, too. Afterwards, I went and stayed with Lori and little Ray, she put me in the spare bedroom. It was nearly 2 more months before one night I was in bed reading, there was a soft knock. She came in, I knew what she needed, I did too. It was fine, we spent our first full night in each other's arms. I wish I could say we fell in love, but we didn't. God knows we tried. We did every single thing it is possible for two people to do with and for each other, but the fact is we stayed just like always, close friends. I even asked her to marry me, my answer came in her hesitation. Then she looked at me, tears in her eyes. "I love you Dan. But I don't LOVE you!" I knew exactly what she meant. But I got to go over anytime I wanted, little Ray called me "Daddy" now. He grew like a weed, I would show up and like a buzzsaw he would pour out the door and fly into my arms, delighted to see me. Once in awhile, not often, Lori would call me. The sound of her voice always told me, I always went. We would make wild love from one end of the house to the other, then morning would come and I would drift away. Go ahead, think badly of us, it filled some needs, by then I was no longer bothering to date. Lori? I don't think she ever did, not once that I know of after Sonny was killed. Ray was 10 the day my life changed back again. I know, because it was his bithday, I always made it to his birthday. By now he was looking more and more like me, the same heavy jaw, the same crazy wide shoulders. Yes, just 10 years old, already 140 pounds. He still poured out of the house and flew into my arms when I showed up. There had been no real questions from him up to this point, I dreaded them because I knew they were coming. This party was different. I walked into the back yard and there was Sharon. I hadn't seen her in several years, I was hesitant when she smiled and said Hi. It was quite a bit later, Sharon and i somehow found ourselves out in the back garden by ourselves. I would bet that it was set up that way, but I don't know for sure to this day. All the people at the party seemed to drift off in all directions, leaving us alone, together. We talked, Sharon asked me point blank about little Ray. I admitted that yes, he was my son. "That night?" "No, much later." "Oh." "They wanted a child." I offered, as a way of explanation. "Dan..." Her voice trailed off. "I know." I reached for her. Sharon folded into my arms, more than a decade vanished in an instant. Then we were tearing at each other, she was trying to get my shirt off, my hands were on her breasts. Forgotten was the place we were in, all that had gone before, it was just us and flesh. I remember that as we joined, naked, in the shadows of the back yard, I saw the curtains pull aside for a moment. I saw Lori's face, just for a moment, I swear she had the biggest smile anyone can muster. Sharon and I became a couple again. Gone were the accusations, she was once again the woman I had dated, the woman I had married. Our evening hours were filled with her teasing me, doing everything to make me hard, I couldn't even get through the news channel. Love. It was always there, just some pain got in the way. We settled into a life, one day I asked her to marry me, she cried and said yes. Lori stood as Sharon's Maid in honor, my son carried the ring and stood by my side, now close to my height. I listened to the vows and took them, then kissed my bride for the second time, her swollen belly pressed against me, heavy with the results of my seed. Samantha arrived in good order, fingers and toes intact, I know, I counted them 50 times. My little Ray was there at the waiting room, Lori too. The addition to the mix was this big goofy looking guy named Kevin. Tall and rangy, hair headed towards the back as fast as it could go, he had a perpetual grin on his face all of the time. Lori could not stop smiling, I could tell she was smitten. Even little Ray called him "poppers" whatever the hell that meant. They let me take my little 7 pound Sammi out into the waiting room, she was beautiful, yep! Looks just like me! Petting Party Ch. 04 {Sorry this is not "stand alone" that's a lot of typing and I'm lazy. The first 3 chapters brings the story up to date, this setting is many years later} Sharon and I together. We were happy. Gone were the accusations, yelling. The one time swap at what had started out as just a petting party with our friends Sonny and Lori had become old history. Just something that happened, fun at the time. It sure had caused some heartaches, though. After Sonny had been killed in that terrible accident, Lori found Kevin. Kevin was a big rangy goofy looking guy, nutty sense of humor. His ears stuck straight out, long thin nose. He would take off on series of comments that would leave all of us in stitches, I swear, he could put Seinfeld to shame. We were buds, in fact, the four of us were solid friends. After all, we had that common bond. Well, three of us did, anyway. Little Ray was my son by Lori, and Sammi was my daughter by my wife Sharon. Little Ray had grown up to be bigger than me, he liked all sorts of sports and was into everything. Even full grown he would come running when we showed up at their house, wrap himself around me until I almost couldn't breathe. Sammi took a bit after her mother, she was taller at 5'1", and she was blessed with the same huge set of breasts her mother had. I swear God made a mold and put them on her. Sammi wasn't a bit shy about her body, either, she thought nothing of wandering around the house in nothing but a pair of panties. Just like her Mom, chip off the block there. I remember once I was sitting on the couch watching news, Sammi came wandering in looking for a book she was reading. I looked up, there she was in a skimpy set of frilly panties, bare to the waist. I must have been staring, noticing that she was a carbon copy of her mother. She looked at me oddly. "What, Daddy?" "Oh, I am sorry, hon, I was just noticing how much you looked like your mom." "Are they going to get bigger?". She looked down at herself, lifted them and let them drop. That was too much. "Go put a shirt on!" "Oh, Daddy..." but she stomped off and came back with a T-shirt. That didn't help a hell of a lot. There was another time I looked out the upstairs window at our deck. Little Ray and Sammi were in our hot tub, chatting away like they always do. It hit me that they were both naked, I watched a long time. They finally got out, grabbed some towels and dried off, both of them nude and I really don't think they even thought about that. Just normal brother and sister as far as I could tell, the big difference in their ages made Ray more of a protector. One thing was sure, Little Ray wasn't little any more, but then neither was Sammi. Our hot tub got a lot of use each summer, Kevin and Lori and Sharon and I were always cooking something on the barbeque and soaking in the tub. We all went in nude, too so it was normal stuff for the kids. They had both been in there with us from time to time since they were babies. Ray always spent lots of time with us, that never changed. Ray showed up with a lady friend just once, I don't remember her name. She was a skinny little thing, bleached blonde, smoked like a chimney. I have no idea what Ray saw in her, but she took one look at four old folks naked in the hot tub and even warned, it was too much. Never saw her again, that was fine with me. We all just lived, enjoyed life. Sharon never demonstrated any of the jealousy or concerns that she had had way back after the swap with Sonny and Lori. It was years before I found out she had gone to some kind of therapist, it had worked for her. Many years of pretty good life went by, we were happy. Sharon was still that eager animal in bed, we fit in ways that few couples ever do. Sex with her was wonderful, she was the kind of woman that wanted it and went right after it, doing everything she could to get my seed out of me. There was an undercurrent there, though, and in all that time I never saw it or realized it. Kevin and Lori never had any children of their own, that crossed my mind a couple of times but I didn't really know why not. Sharon and I never did either, it would seem we should have. We never used birth control, it just didn't happen. But we were happy, the twists and turns of fate didn't get in the way of that. Kevin was good to my Ray, too. But Ray always responded to me with great exhuberence, he responded to Kevin with respect. I was Daddy, Kevin was Poppers. Deep inside Kevin was harboring a resentment that he never let show. Now, after the fact, I realize that Lori knew, but she kept it to herself, too. The relationship between the four of us, and letting our kids grow up knowing each other and being close was worth almost any sacrifice. It came to a head one Summer, Ray was gone, off to college for an upgrade to his degree. Shooting for a big advancement at his work. I knew that my Sammi wasn't far behind, she was a grown woman and would be gone soon. The four of us were out on the back deck, I had a nice Prime Rib, sliced up into steaks ready to Texas style them on the barbeque. Lori and Sharon were sitting in the hot tub, Kevin came out and slid in with them. All of them nude, like always. I had on the necessary apron, doing the steaks. I hollered when they were done, Sharon hopped out of the tub, Lori right behind. Sharon had an odd and flushed expression on her face, it hit me her nipples were snugged up and firm, normal when she got out of the hot tub was they would be soft and flattened out. Kevin stayed behind in the tub for quite awhile. I looked at Lori, she had that fathomless expression on her face, one she was good at. No reading anything at all in that woman when she did that. I yelled to Kevin to come and get it a 2nd time or I was going to feed it to the Dog. No idea what that meant, we didn't have a Dog. He finally climbed out. No hiding the fact that he was half hard. I had seen that before, but usually when he and Lori were horsing around in the tub. It hit me he had been sitting beside Sharon, Lori was on the other side. I shook that off, we all sat and enjoyed the meal, made the usual small talk. We were planning a four of us trip to a nearby lake. We had been there before, renting one of the cabins and spending the days out on the lake fishing and enjoying the summer. Sammi came pouring out onto the deck, back from a music class she had in the afternoons. Like always, she filled the world around us, Sammi is bubbly and exhuberant. Then she peeled off her top and bottoms and hopped in the tub. Now that was normal stuff but for some reason it hit me that this was not my little girl, this was an all grown up woman and she was fully naked in front of Kevin like it was nothing. Somehow, for some reason, it suddenly was not nothing. I glanced at Kevin and he was watching her, and he was getting erect. I hustled things along and got us inside, everyone always dressed before going in, somehow I felt more comfortable that way. They went home an hour or so later, leaving Sharon and me alone. I couldn't help myself. "What was going on in the hot tub?" "You noticed that, huh?" "Yea, pretty obvious." "Kevin copped a feel." "A feel of what?" "He put his hand on my leg, then let his fingers go between." "Between?" "Yes, between." "Kevin was finger fucking you?" "No, just outside, rubbing." "What did you do?" "Nothing, I didn't want to create a fuss." "What did Lori say?" "Nothing, she knew, she just sat there." My mind flashed back to two decades earlier, Sharon and Sonny, me and Lori, sweet crazy sex, new and delightful. More than just that, naughty. Even after all of these years I still liked it when Sharon did some of her little innocent accidents. She knew very well it got me going, and she liked to get me going. So we had fun trips by ourselves, a stop for fuel often meant the attendent got a peek at a nipple, if it was a full service stop like much of our State is, he might even get a peek at her bare beaver if he washed the windshield. The reactions were a kick, some would stare and come to a stop, some would blush and look away, the fun ones were the ones who tried to not look but couldn't. Then Sharon and I would bounce each other all over at the next hotel we stayed at. Sometimes we didn't even make it to a hotel, we would end up out in the woods somewhere. We got caught once doing that, two ladies had come down the trail and spotted us in the bushes, they stood and watched too. I could see them out of the corner of my eye, so I pretended to not know they were there, withdrawing as far as I could from Sharon with each stroke, to let them get a good look. Bit exhibitionistic myself, I guess. Fun stuff, nasty. Delicious, something that is inside me, part of me. Sharon never seemed to mind, fact is, she liked it too. But Kevin copping a feel in the hot tub was out of character I thought, I mentioned that that surprised me. "He has done it before, I thought you knew." I just looked at her, I didn't know. "Kevin has told me several times that it's not fair that you have been with Lori and he hasn't been with me." Now my mouth was hanging open, this really was a complete surprise. I asked her to tell me more of this. She told me he sometimes kissed her when they were out of sight, and he felt her breasts lots of times. "I really did think you knew, are you upset?" "No, not really, just surprised is all." Then I had to ask the question. "Have you...?" my voice trailed off, the question obvious. "No. He has asked me to." "What did you say?" "I told him not alone, not the two of us. No sneaking." "Ok..What now?" Sharon shrugged, we left it at that. I lay awake in bed that night, Sharon curled up naked against me. My mind was on Lori, I remembered every bit of her, the touch, the taste. It was nearly two decades since we had been together, it was as fresh as if it had been yesterday. I lay there thinking, then realized I was hard as a rock, erect like I was when I was a 20 year old kid. Sharon's arm was brushing me, she felt it, shuddered, her head slipped down under the covers. I felt her warm tiny mouth cover me, as she nursed me quietly into orgasm. Then I rolled her over and entered, and we made the sweet love that long time married couples do, slow and careful, waiting for each other. I withdrew and lay back, then drifted off to sleep, thoughts of Lori up on top of me, her bubbly tipped nipples bouncing softly in my face. I began to pay more attention when Kevin and Lori were around. I realized that somehow the cooking duties always fell to me, it never crossed my mind why until now. We had one of our get-togthers that weekend, I had just flopped some chicken onto the grill. I was basting away with the Tomato and Mustard sauce with a dab of Dat-L-Doit Devil drops I make when Sharon headed into the house to fix the drinks. Kevin followed along right behind, I caught the sidelong glance that Sharon gave me. Lori was leaned back on a reclining lawn chair, one foot on the deck on each side, rubbing lotion on herself. She was facing directly at me, legs apart. I had seen her like that many times, it probably sounds strange when I say I had gotten to the point of not paying attention. I watched as she spread the lotion over first one bare breast, then the other. She looked up at me as she started to lean back, caught the look on my face, realized. She smiled, lifted one leg, stretched it out on the recliner. Her head tipped back, she was watching me through slitted eyes. As I watched, blood began to flush into her loins, they expanded and grew as I stared between her legs, open and inviting. I saw the tiny drop of moisture seem to magically appear, bulge, then slip down her parted lips, making them shiny. Somehow I managed to get the fire in the chicken out. A few scrapes and no real harm done. Lori giggled at me. Sharon came back out with the tray of drinks, set them down. She looked at me, her hair was mussed, she looked at Lori, then at me, grinned. Kevin was just a few moments behind, I looked up at him, I think we all knew right then. We ate our meal quietly, the gals cleaned up and put everything away, leaving Kevin and me alone on the deck. "Sharon and I have been talking." I broached the subject gently. Let's face it, it's not an easy one to just bring out in the open. "She doesn't want to cheat." Kevin just looked at me. "But it's all right if we are all a part of it." He nodded. "Lori and I have talked, to, we would like that." There. Settled. Out in the open. Just then Lori and Sharon came out, Sharon had on her bikini, Lori was nude. I looked up at Lori, patted my leg. She grinned at me, then Sharon. She stepped over and sat in my lap. Sharon hesitated for just a moment, then she walked over and sat by Kevin. We all looked at each other, mildly unsure, then Lori pressed one of her beautiful puffy nipples into my face. No turning back now, I sucked it into my mouth, delighting again in the rubbery feel of the bulges she was blessed with. Her breasts are smaller than the huge globes Sharon has on her tiny body, but wonderful. Sharon's nipples are dark and firm, Lori's are soft and bulge, they look like light chocolate Easter egg halves perched on the tips of her mounds. Sharon's breasts are large, very firm and solid, even after two decades they show only the beginnings of sagging. Lori's never will sag, they always stay just the same. We took our sweet time, remembering, touching, all of the other times mixed with the new of sweet sex between friends. Kevin was rushing a bit, he had Sharon on her back and was already pressing into her, eager. He didn't last long either, but he did the second time around. Lori was all wet and sweet as I rolled first one of her pussy lips, then the other, sucking each into my mouth. Then I let the flat of my tongue stroke her length, up and over her engorged clit, her head went back as the muscles of her abdomen rippled. Then she rolled me onto my back, straddled me, lifted and set down, pounding away at me like I remembered. I could feel the ridges inside her sliding back and forth across me, rolling my foreskin back and forth. I was just cresting, ready to blow. "Daddy! What...OH MY GOD!"... It was Sammi. I looked up as she rushed through the door back into the house, hand to her mouth. I lay back as my body orgasmed, no stopping that. I knew this was going to be a bit difficult to explain. Petting Party Ch. 05 They say that shock can cause a heart attack, I have no idea how I survived. I was on my back, Lori, my best friend's wife and...well.. the mother of my son was on top of me, naked. We were in the throes of orgasm when I heard my daughter Sammi scream and run from the room. My little girl, the one I would have given my life to protect. Brought up to feel comfortable with her body, comfortable with nudity, certain things were normal to her. Daddy having sex with Mommy's best friend was not normal. I realized Sammi had not seen her mother on the couch, the back of it was towards her, it would have been worse if she had seen Mommy on her back with her legs wide, letting Lori's husband Kevin have at her. I dressed and headed towards the house, a thousand possible excuses running through my head. Yea, sure, like any of them would work, Sammi had seen us clearly, a straight shot from 10 feet way at Lori's bare behind bouncing up and down on me. Heat of the moment and all of that, sure. People have sex. People have sex with other than their partners, too. But not Daddy! Not from Sammi's point of view. Years of teaching, years of listening, years and years of work to bring up a beautiful little girl, to help keep her safe from the world. Sammi was sitting on the couch. Her eyes were red, but the tears had stopped. I sat down beside her, giving her a good two feet of space. I waited. Sammi always let everything go once she was ready, and she never let anything go at all until she was. Just like Sharon, her mother. Sharon of course was smart enough to stay out on the deck, Sammi and I were the ones who always had the deep discussions. Finally Sammi turned and looked at me, it was like looking at my wife 20 years earlier. Exact right down to the voice, the mannerisms, the tip of the head, the flash in her eyes when she was angry. She was angry. "Why, Daddy? How could you cheat on Mommy?" "It wasn't..." no other words fit. "I SAW you!" "Yes, but it was just sex, we are friends." That was lame. She turned away, going quiet on me again. I just waited. "Do you need sex, Daddy? Doesn't Mommy...?" "Things are fine with your Mom and I, Hon. It's not a problem." "How long has this been going on!" she demanded. "That was the first time, well...since..." "And what about when Mommy finds out?" I steeled myself for that one. "Your Mom was with Kevin, Hon." Sammi stared at me for a second, leaped up and fled upstairs to her bedroom. I heard the door slam, sighed. I went back out onto the deck, everyone was dressed, the air seemed way too quiet. I looked around at the sheepish expressions, God. "Well, this is a bit of a mess." "Hey man, she is a big girl!" Kevin said. I had the sudden urge to pop him one, let that go. "Now what?" Sharon looked at me, worry in her eyes. "We wait. You know Sammi, she will talk when she is damn good and ready." Kevin and Lori left soon after, she slipped in my arms and hugged me. "I don't want this to change anything, I like it with you sometimes." Kevin heard that, he leaned over and gave Sharon a kiss, eyeing me sideways as he did. I could see some problems forming, the last thing I wanted was a competition. Sex for fun with friends is one thing, sex with complications can be worse than doing without, I had already learned that years ago. Sammi came down for dinner later, she ate quietly, not a word. I didn't push the issue, no point. Sammi would lock up tight if I did, we would get nowhere until she was ready. She hopped in and helped her Mom with the dishes, that was different. I was in the living room, I could hear whispers, then giggling. Maybe things weren't so bad after all. I did hear Sharon say clearly, "Ask your father." Sammi came into the living room, flounced is a better word. Same attitude she took when she refused to go to bed as a little girl, same attitude she took with anything when she decided to take charge. I was used to it, waited. "So what is sex like, Daddy?" Damn. Right out of the clear blue sky, broadside. Uh...It is fun, it gives a person pleasure." (Oh, good line..!) "If it is good with one person why do it with anyone else." "Well, that is different, it is exciting." "But you already did it with Lori, that's how we got Ray, right?" "Yes." "So which one is better?" "Neither one, they are both good." Sammi was quiet for a long time. "I want to have sex!" I looked at my 18 year old Daughter, struggling to find the words that fit. Such a beautiful creature, I knew the day would come when some man would invade her, and everything in my being wanted to just lock her away and keep her safe. I was in no position to preach, I knew that. My trite line about her "precious" virginity that she should "save" until she married the right man was kinda out the window right at the moment. "Sammi, you are beautiful. So many men will want you, some will be good men and some bad. The only person who can ever decide is you." There, I figured I got that right. "OK. So what does an orgasm feel like?" Shit! Broadside again. I looked around for Sharon, who by now was hiding somewhere. Can't say as I blamed her. It was hitting me that maybe we should have talked to Sammi a bit more, long ago. Hell, a LOT more! I looked long at her. I think right then, for the first time, I realized I was looking at a full grown woman. Up until then I only saw a little girl, needing Daddy to protect her. "It's...it's pleasure, it comes in waves, sometimes it's pretty strong." "Like with a book?" Book? "What, a book? I don't..." "Sometimes in bed I rub myself with a book...there..." "Oh. Yes, probably." Lord. A picture of that flashed into my mind, I shut it out as quickly as I could. "So will you show me, Daddy?" "No! I can't...it's wrong..." "Why?" "There are laws, plus they call that incest, so it shouldn't be done." "Then describe it, because I want to with someone." "When you do, you need to be careful....." "I know about condoms, Daddy, they taught us in school." "OH.." Where the HELL was Sharon? "Well, when the male gets excited, his penis gets firm, so then he can insert it. If you are excited, then you will get damp, this helps and makes it easier for you." "They told us about that in school, too. But how does it fit, they are so big." "How do you know how big...?" "Well, I saw yours inside Lori, it is huge!" I turned bright pink at that, thinking of my "huge" seven inches or so. "I am sorry, we didn't mean for you to see..." "Oh, it's OK. I am over that now. Are you going to do it with Lori some more?" "Maybe." By now I was looking for someplace to go hide myself. "I am sorry, Daddy, you are blushing. But you told me sex was normal." (I did?) Mercifully, she went back upstairs. Sharon came in a few mintues later. She grinned at me. "Well, you handled that OK." "Yea.." She curled up with me on the couch, I realized i was getting erect. She realized too. We went lost in the moment, I was stroking her breasts. Sharon has wonderful breasts, even at her age, they only barely sag, blessed in that respect. She knows all the tricks, too. She stood and began to strip, teasing me with each step. Finally she was bare to the waist, I watched as she slipped her slacks and panties down. It flashed briefly in my mind that just a couple of hours before she had opened and allowed Kevin to enter, lifting her hips in that familiar manner to force him to release. I almost expected signs, but she had apparently showered as Sammi and I had talked. Exciting in an odd way, I knew we would do that again. Sharon turned, her legs apart, fine breasts upturned, her addomen blending in to her pubic hair, her mound protruding and excited. I watched as the drop of moisture formed, bulged, then slid along her lips, obvious and bulging. Then she was on me, lifting, sliding down. I felt the familar snugness of her as her insides wrapped around my shaft. Then she began that grasping of her inner muscles, using them, forcing me, not allowing me to hold back. I was in the throes of orgasm, hammering away at her to bring her with me. Her head went back, eyelids flashing open and closed, a moan escaped her lips. I looked up at her face, beads of sweat on her upper lip and forehead, so beautiful in the throes of orgasm. Then I saw a motion, looked up. Sammi sat at the head of the stairs, watching us intently. She saw my eyes meet hers, smiled. Her hand turned, thumb upwards, then she dashed back into her room. This was getting to be one hell of a day. Oh well. What better way to learn? Iater, I took a shower. Sharon and I were sitting in the living room, we had just clicked on a movie. Sammi came down, she looked at us, sat in the chair. I knew she wanted something, I just waited. "Am I pretty?" Out of the clear blue sky, like always. "You are gorgeous, Honey!" Sharon and I said, almost in unison. She hopped up off the chair, reached down and grabbed the bottom of the T-shirt she had on, pulled it over her head. Naked. Completely naked. She did a slow spin as we both sat there. "Are there any flaws?" I looked at her, breasts the carbon copy of her Mother's, hips slimmer and longer than Sharon's. She had trimmed her pubic hairs, into a thin V" shape. Her lips were soft, protruding from the thin line of hairs, visible and delightful. I was looking at my own daughter, now a woman. Yet somewhere in there I had failed her, she was unsure. Her body told her she was ready, yet she had a fear of failure. "Am I ready, then?" The question was like she was asking to drive my car. Sharon saved me. "I think so, Honey. I think so. Just pick carefully." Sammi smiled, confident now. She pulled her T-shirt back over her head. Heading towards the stairs, she stopped and looked back at me. "Daddy, can I borrow some condoms?" I just nodded. Sammi darted up the steps. I sat there with my head full of crazy emotions and thoughts. Sharon nuzzled up against my chest. "She is a woman, Dan." Yep. But the thought is frightening. I was wondering just who the lucky bastard was going to be?