0 comments/ 23996 views/ 1 favorites July By: Cherubcrush "Who are you?" Asked the wide-eyed wizard. "Me? I am July." The wizard smiled as he looked the lithe creature sitting on his floor and smiled. He crooked his head to look at her. " July like the month?" The girl shifted bringing her knees to her chest. "Yes." She said through barred teeth. Gabriel, the wizard, could tell she was agitated and afraid. You would be too if you were suddenly in a place you'd never been. July didn't just stumble upon this strange place., No she was transported here by Gabriel. "Why am I here?" July growled. Gabriel continued to look her over, licking his lips contemplating her. She sat staring back at him for a while then she got angrier when he didn't answer her. Her spine prickled with rage as she moved to stand. " Why the hell am I here?" she shouted. "Shhh. My feisty one." Gabriel started to walk around July in a tight circle, this made July even more nervous. She continued staring at him her violet eyes seemed to pulsate with a mixture of fear and anger. "You are here because my magick brought you here." Gabriel reached out to touch her face " If your so called magick brought me here, then why didn't you know who I am?" "Because I simply conjured a fey I didn't specify what fey I wanted." "You did not conjure me, I have existed in other places than this one." She stated proudly. "I have not said I created you merely transported you" Gabriel knelt putting his hands on her knees, July did her best not to flinch as his sweaty palms slid to her thighs. "You are to be mine." Gabriel's mouth twisted into a wicked smile. July bit her lip. " I belong to no one." She sounded defiant Gabriel moved in just inches from her dark red lips " you are mine now." He kissed her hard. July was unsure of what to do so she went limp against him. He pulled away and he was laughing. "in time my fiery temptress you will learn to please me." July did learn. The wizard taught her just how to please him. Every night there was a lesson. She didn't really like his lessons but he told her it was her duty. That duty almost made her ill. "Hello my pretty one." That was his usual nightly greeting. July rolled over to face the door. The wizard stood there in his fine black robe, she smiled because even though he held July a captive he was still very nice and very understanding of her. She smiled and pulled back her bed sheet, Gabriel climbed on her bed kneeling next to her. "How was your day?" he asked stroking her hair in a most tender fashion. "It was boring I read in the library all day." She frowned slightly. Gabriel kissed her. He touched her petal delicate skin; July felt the power he wielded under his skin. It felt like a leopard being kept at bay. She wanted Gabriel to let the leopard loose on her. Only when they were doing ritual magick did he even come close. Something deep inside her propelled July toward his mouth she met it with her own. Their kiss was like July's fire magick when left unchecked could burn them. "July be a good girl." His eyes swam with visions of her, as she peeled her red lace shift away from her shoulders. Suddenly she stopped with a sad look on her face. "Gabriel, help me." Her frown quickly turned into a beautifully wicked smile. Gabriel's hands quickly freed her of any and all clothing. "Did you really need help?" he questioned her. "No." she kissed him rather roughly. July woke later to the sound of weeping; it seemed to be coming from the garden. She sat up quickly and bolted from her room leaving Gabriel sleeping peacefully. July flew out to the garden with lighting speed. She looked around the moonlight garden. She saw her. July could not believe her eyes she flew as fast as her wings would allow her. "Heath!" she called out. The other faerie looked at her old friend. "July?" Heath sounded so sad. July finally reached her weeping friend taking her into her arms a holding her close. "Oh Heath, I missed you!" "Where have you been baby?" he asked in between sobs. "Here." July was happily covering Heath in kisses not stopping till she found her target. Heath's lips were soft and delicious like ripe raspberries. "I've been here with Gabriel." Heath looked confused " what's a Gabriel?" July giggled kneeling at Heath's feet. "Gabriel, is a man." She kissed up her legs. "You've gone missing over a man?" Heath melted over July's touch, giggling as July's tongue touched her. July stopped but never moved her mouth "not just a man, a wizard." "He knows true magick?" Heath sat looking at a very lust filled fire faerie. "Yes, he's very strong." July nodded. "I can feel his beast." "His beast?" "You know Constellian?" July laid her head in Heath's lap. "The felis guardian of our meadows?" Heath looked confused again. "Yes, I feel one of his leopards when I touch Gabriel." "I must see this wizard." "I will take you to him." The two faeries fluttered arm in arm back into the wizard's house. Heath looked in wonderment at the wonderful things inside. "Come on." July pulled her friend along. Gabriel was sitting up in bed looking rather bewildered "I'm here." July called softly. "Where did you go Queen Mischievous?" his voice was still heavy with sleep. "Heathen came to find me." July cooed happily standing near the bed. Gabriel turned his attention wearily to a blonde faerie whose red orange gossamer seemed to glow dangerously in the moonlight. Heathen smiled at him, her eyes seemed to burn with curiosity. "she's a fire faerie like me." July pulled Heath into the big four poster bed. "july hasn't been seen by any of us in many moons, our queens became worried, so I set out to find her." Heath stammered as she fell into july and Gabriel. "whoa july be careful with her." Gabriel's heart was pounding as he looked at the two lithe fire faeries to his left. He couldn't help but fear he had angered the queens in keeping july so long. He hadn't meant to its just that he grew attached so quickly. At first glance Gabriel looked mean, but when Heath saw every inch of his face light up with absolute wonder as he looked at them. He was like a small child. July "Who are you?" Gabriel was in utter shock, his voice trembled. He was a wizard it was true, but he'd never conjured anything like this. A woman stood before him, she was no ordinary woman, the dark violet wings coming from her back wasn't his only clue either. "Me? I am July." She was obliviously annoyed, and had no problem letting this beast know it. July scowled at Gabriel and hissed at him as he tried to cross the circle he'd cast upon the earth. The wizard smiled as he looked the lithe creature sitting on his floor and smiled. He crooked his head to look at her. "July, you mean like the month?" The girl shifted bringing her knees to her chest. "Yes." She said through barred teeth. Gabriel, the wizard, could tell she was agitated and afraid. You would be too if you were suddenly in a place you'd never been. July didn't just stumble upon this strange place. No she was transported here by Gabriel. "Why am I here?" July growled. Gabriel continued to look her over, licking his lips contemplating her. She sat staring back at him for a while then she got angrier when he didn't answer her. Her spine prickled with rage as she moved to stand. "Why the hell am I here?" she shouted, stepping out of the circle with ease, the wizard took a few steps back "Such a little hellcat.." Gabriel started to walk around July in a tight circle; this made July even more nervous. She continued staring at him her violet eyes seemed to pulsate with a mixture of fear and anger. "You are here because my magick brought you here." Gabriel reached out to touch her face, she instinctively backed away snarling like a fierce creature. "If your so called magick brought me here, then why didn't you know who I am?" July Scoffed at his reasoning. "Because I simply conjured a fey I didn't specify what fey I wanted." The two stood for several moments looking at each other like petulant children. "You did not conjure me, I have existed in other places than this one." She stated proudly, glaring at him. "I have not said I created you merely transported you" Gabriel knelt putting his hands on her knees; July did her best not to flinch as his sweaty palms slid to her thighs. "You are to be mine." Gabriel's mouth twisted into a wicked smile. July bit her lip. "I belong to no one." She sounded defiant Gabriel moved in just inches from her dark red lips "you are mine now." He kissed her hard. July was unsure of what to do so she went limp against him. He pulled away and he was laughing. "In time my fiery temptress you will learn to please me." July did learn. The wizard taught her just how to please him. Every night there was a lesson. She didn't really like his lessons but he told her it was her duty. That duty almost made her ill. At first it pained July immensely to learn Magick different from that she'd been born into. Soon in time July did start to enjoy her time with the wizard. It was after he began teaching July the essence of all magic, the art of Alchemy. She seemed to adjust rather well, although Gabriel did on some nights find her crying in the garden. Gabriel never asked her why she cried, he figured she would tell him if she needed too. July never sad anything, she would just wipe her tears and come inside and nestle down next to him. July and Gabriel were soon in love and absorbed into each other, July's weeping on his moonflowers became seldom. He figured she must really miss her home; the only he could safely go there and back would be if his wed his faerie princess. When he finally got up the nerve to propose, July gleefully accepted. She explained faeries needed no ceremonies, just a pure showing of genuine love. Gabriel did his best to come up with a show big enough. Since her coming July had an unquenchable thirst for knowledge of the world she now in habited. Knowing that the wizard found her every book ever written, which was quiet difficult but finally when he had done it he took July into the room blindfolded. When she was begging to see her surprise Gabriel pulled the blind fold away. July stood staring in wonder spinning slowly looking at every inch of the room. July took her wizard's hand a squeezed "You Gabriel Atter son of Petrus and Alexandria Atter have given me the world, for that I love you." "Hello, my pretty one." That was his usual nightly greeting. July rolled over to face the door. The wizard stood there in his fine black robe, she smiled because even though he held July a captive he was still very nice and very understanding of her. She smiled and pulled back her bed sheet, Gabriel climbed on her bed kneeling next to her. "How was your day?" he asked stroking her hair in a most tender fashion. "It was fascinating, I read in the library all day." She smiled slightly. Gabriel kissed her. He touched her petal delicate skin; July felt the power he wielded under his skin. It felt like a leopard being kept at bay. She wanted Gabriel to let the leopard loose on her. Only when they were doing ritual magick did he even come close. Something deep inside her propelled July toward his mouth she met it with her own. Their kiss was like July's fire magick when left unchecked could burn them. *** July woke later to the sound of weeping; it seemed to be coming from the garden. She sat up quickly and bolted from her room leaving Gabriel sleeping peacefully. July flew out to the garden with lighting speed. She looked around the moonlight garden. She saw her. Moonlight seemed to both shield and caress the figure standing near the blood red roses. July watched curiously the visitor seemed to weeping while concentrating on the blooms. July recognized this woman by her very shape and the pale orangey pink glow of her wings. July could not believe her eyes she flew as fast as her wings would allow her. "Heath!" she called out in excitement. "July?" Heath sounded so sad. July finally reached her weeping friend taking her into her arms a holding her close. "Oh Heath, I missed you!" "Where have you been baby?" he asked in between tears, staring at her best friend resolutely, she would have to convince July to come home. July was missed by more than just Heathen. "Here." July was happily covering Heath in kisses not stopping till she found her target. Heath's lips were soft and delicious like ripe raspberries. "I've been here with Gabriel." Heath looked confused "What's a Gabriel?" July giggled kneeling at Heath's feet. "Gabriel is a man." She looked up at Heathen her hair seemed black in the moonlight, July offered up a simple smile. "You've gone missing over a man?" Heath melted at her friend's smile which kept no secrets like it once had. "Not just a man, a wizard." "He knows true magick?" "Yes, he's very strong." July nodded. "I can feel his beast." July smiled even wider thinking about Gabriel sprawled out in bed sleeping. "His beast?" This statement puzzled Heathen a lot, she had never in all of her life heard July speak in such riddles. "You know Constellian?" July laid her head in Heath's lap. "The felis guardian of our meadows, yes I know him" Heath looked confused again. "Yes, I feel one of his leopards when I touch Gabriel." "I must see this wizard." "I will take you to him." The two faeries fluttered arm in arm back into the wizard's house. Heath looked in wonderment at the wonderful things inside. "Come on." July pulled her friend along. Gabriel was sitting up in bed looking rather bewildered "I'm here." July called softly. "Where did you go Queen Mischievous?" his voice was still heavy with sleep. "Heathen came to find me." July cooed happily standing near the bed. Gabriel turned his attention wearily to a blonde faerie whose red orange gossamer seemed to glow dangerously in the moonlight. Heathen smiled at him, her eyes seemed to burn with curiosity. "She's a fire faerie like me." July pulled Heath into the big four-poster bed. "July hasn't been seen by any of us in many moons, our queens became worried, so I set out to find her." Heath stammered as she fell into July and Gabriel. "Whoa July be careful with her." Gabriel's heart was pounding as he looked at the two lithe fire faeries to his left. He couldn't help but fear he had angered the queens in keeping July so long. He hadn't meant to its just that he grew attached so quickly. At first glance Gabriel looked mean, but when Heath saw every inch of his face light up with absolute wonder as he looked at them. He was like a small child forced to grow up to soon. July 14, 1928 in an Erotic Novel This is an entry to the National Nude Day contest. Votes are what count. Comments are also very much appreciated. The younger women in this story are all at least 18 years old, and also were at the time of incidents referred to that preceded the date of the story. * * * This is just one chapter from a 1920s erotic French novel set in that era, the "decadent twenties." The anonymous author, who used the nom de plume "Le Bonhomme," is not just a voyeur but also a participant in the action. He seems to be in his early thirties and apparently from a well-to-do family, living comfortably in the family's large flat in the best part of Paris. Some background first, to let the reader understand where and what and whom. The novel describes events in a private club in a chateau near Paris. The chateau had been built by a very nouveau rich industrialist in the last quarter of the 19th century. He had done a good job, while his money lasted. The chateau was in the style of castles in the Loire valley, many rooms with "backstairs" access to rooms for the servants. In the basement, there was a not so small indoor swimming pool - very modern at the time. The industrialist had also included a "real tennis" court, or "courte-paume," as the French call it, like the one at Hampton Court Palace. There were also two clay courts surrounded by a ten foot high wall, and also a squash court. When the industrialist went bankrupt during WW I, a group of rich young counts bought the complex and made it into a racquet and swimming club, allowing non-noble members to join for double the initial fee and annual dues. For a few years, the club was very popular and proper, but then some hanky-panty started in the unsegregated changing area for the pool. Some staid members leave the club, but others - Josephine Baker had just appeared in her banana skirt in Paris - like that the club's board rescinds all rules about bathing apparel. Naked swimming becomes almost "de rigueur" for both sexes. Some older men continue to wear something, but then don't in the first chapter with a description of group sex. In the next chapter, the author has sex with the daughter of an somewhat older men, who had been in the pool, letting her father see her cavorting naked. The author excuses himself with the explanation that he wanted to avoid their starting a incestuous relationship. In the following chapter, however, he overhears two men discussing what they have done with the sister of one of them with appropriate erotic details about her figure, about how she sucked their cocks, about her tight pussy. In another chapter, an older man admits that he has had fun with the other man's daughter, and is urged by her father to tell about everything they did. When he has, the father chuckles and admits that he has dreamt about having sex with her. The other man nods with a grin and says that he has already been thinking about doing it with his own daughter. It is left up to the readers of the novel to imagine whether all this happens in the club. Male homosexual activity was maybe too much for even the decadent twenties, but the author apparently thought that his readers wouldn't mind his describing what women did with each other, nor object to his describing with details incestuous activity. In another chapter, three men and three women have group sex, exchanging partners. The author lets them cool off with a chapter in which they just tell each other all about how good it was, with comparisons of breasts, pussies and cocks. The girls agree that size isn't as important as technique, and the men compare impressions of how tight their pussies were. Their conversation is at least as arousing as his description of what they had done. In the course of the conversation, it comes out that two of the women also sleep with each other, to the surprise of the men. But the big surprise for the reader is the last sentence in the chapter, in which it is revealed that they are the sisters of two of the men. Inspired by all this, the author wants to get his three year younger sister involved, just telling her about the nude bathing. She is very reluctant. That is a background theme for a couple of chapters, while he fucks a woman a few years older than him, who is very experienced. He has seen her with younger and older men. There are passages about his sister: their conversations, his descriptions of what he can see of her, more when he discovers that her bed is visible through the keyhole, and then that she masturbates. Meanwhile, he enjoys the company of a couple of women in the club, one a waitress in the club. He isn't the first member to fuck her, and she is very, very good, came with a recommendation from two other members. "Came," like that, a couple of times, and he did too, of course - in her pussy and in her mouth. The description of her pussy - her hair almost as soft as peach fuzz - and her orgasm and how she tastes is really arousing. The author is still try to convince his sister that it is just about nude bathing, but it isn't by then. A couple of men play tennis on the real tennis court. Three couples and the players' women watch them, also nude, watching their flopping cocks and balls. Before the match is over, the couples are not just watching. When the players notice, their cocks aren't flopping, just wagging, which seems to inspire the couples to do more with each other, and the two women start fondling each other's breasts. When the match ends, another group sex scene finishes that chapter, five couples doing everything they can. The author has trouble describing everything they all are doing, but his sister - next chapter - finally agrees to come and use the pool, knowing that they will be nude. When they finally are, she blushingly admits that she has always wanted to see his cock. She does, seeing it more aroused than she had expected. Of course, she is quite attractive, and her aroused nipples are too, to the delight of the other men. When she realizes that not just his cock is aroused, she murmurs: "Better with yours than with all theirs." The others grin and nod as they leave the swimming pool. The next chapter is very detailed about their incestuous evening together back home. She has just been waiting to do it with him since she knew what a man and woman could do. It sounded like she could still be a virgin, but his description of her eagerness to suck his cock and her skill at doing so suggest that she isn't. He has been - obviously - more than eager to see her pussy and doesn't just see it. Does he really do it better from all his experience in the club, better than with the several other women? In his novel, he lets her have an orgasm that is better than anything he described before. He devotes another chapter to telling about how much they enjoy doing it at home - with the threat that they could be discovered by servants or their aged parents. They do, every night until she has her period, not any better, but with lots of talk about how good it is, how it is feeling for each of them: how much she likes to feel him come in her mouth and taste his cum; how much he loves to lick her pussy and make her flood his face; how she loves to feel her pussy squeeze his throbbing cock, and he loves to feel it squeezing it. Back at the club, by now, all the active members are confirmed nudists and sexually active. Nude swimming and playing tennis or squash are just a prelude to having sex. No men do anything with each other, but when two younger women do, other women also do. At first, just other younger ones, but then older ones, and then younger and older together. The author is discretely just a peeking voyeur, but holding his cock and having an orgasm as he watches them, not all of them, of course, just two pairs; the others have gone somewhere else in the chateau, like he had with the waitress and other women. The next chapter is about preparations for Bastille Day, July fourteenth. For a change, there is no sex in the chapter, but lots of anticipation and planning for the big holiday, wanting it to be a fucking grand event. The author didn't use that expression, but it describes what happened. * Bastille Day, July 14, 1928! My sister was dubious about accompanying me, after I had told her that it sounded like the party was going to be more than what she had seen before. She had seen a lot, since we had been at the club a couple of more times, and then gone home and done everything we could, after being aroused by watching others. "Bleu blanc rouge," blue white red, banners had been draped on the wall around the tennis courts, where the party would take place, and tables and chairs set out. Midsummer. Of course we were naked, like the other members and their guests, who obviously knew that they should be too, but looked a little uncomfortable, especially those with no suntan, but they were there. A few others obviously had good tans, letting us wonder where they had got them. The first glass of champagne helped the pale ones relax. There was a large buffet waiting along the wall. But first the chairman of the club held a speech. After just a mild remark about our lack of attire, greeting guests for joining us that way, spoke about the significance of Bastille Day for France. Some of us found that a little funny, since so many members were of noble descent, their families' having lost their political significance in the French Revolution. Finally, he finished with a call of "Viva la France", and someone started to sing "La Marseillaise", all of us joining in. He announced that the buffet was opened, but we were already crowding towards it, bunch of naked people crowding hip to hip. My sister said something about the French not knowing what an English queue was, but she didn't mind that my hips were rubbing against hers. How could she? She had liked feeling them there often enough before, only now my cock wasn't trying to get between her thighs. But as we waited for others, noticing that other couples were in the same position, my cock was beginning to want to. When we finally got to the buffet and had filled our plates, turning back, I saw that a couple of other cocks felt the same way. A guest looked a little chagrined that his was, but the nearest couple of members just grinned. My sister must have also seen them, giving me a grin. She had seen plenty of aroused cocks already; couldn't surprise her, but she didn't have to give me that grin. Did she want to do more than just see them? If she wanted to; we had spent the night before together in bed. If she wanted to, a brother didn't have a lock on his sister - as arousing as it was with her - luck man, if she did. If she wanted to with him, or him - or her, his sister?! She had seen that too and told me it was arousing to see two women like that. And me? What about his sister? We had done it before. Had he? Would he want to with mine? Why not? Had her nipples popped out, when he grinned at us? We began to eat, making small talk, including the guests at our table. The younger man's eyes kept returning to my sister's breasts. Had he looked elsewhere before we sat down, seen that her light brown hair that hardly concealed her pussy. The staff serving the buffet were also nude, as at other times in the club, sort of a reserve, if anyone was left without a partner or preferred one of them. More often, it was one of the older women then choosing a young garcon, usually the one with the longest cock. He and the other staff came around refilling glasses and getting appreciative glances as people thanked them. The waitress I had been with, gave me a slight smirk, which was nice, even though I noticed that she also gave a couple of other members one. One of them even raised his glass slightly to her in a silent toast, and got a sweet smile and nod in response. We were all surprised when an older man tapped his glass and called out: "Viva la France! Viva les belles françaises!" The men all immediately responded, of course, raising their glasses to their partners and the other women at their table. I recognized then that he was one of the most sexually active older men. I had seen him with women his age and ones who could have been his daughters, and even a couple who could have been his granddaughters. Then men were toasting individual women at their tables: "la belle française." The young man with us toasted my sister. We all had more to eat, not having to crowd together at the buffet, but some took the opportunity to do so: rubbing hips, sliding a hand around his or hers waist, or down further. Louise, who always came to the club alone, but never was for long, as I mentioned a couple of times, smiled when a man's hand slid around her derriere. As we were finishing eating, someone mentioned that it was getting very warm on the tennis courts. It was, and my sister's shoulders and breasts were pinker than they had been. Someone else suggested that we could cool off in the pool. There was a general murmur of agreement, and people at one table stood up. Then people at another and another table rose. Some pale ones, apparently guests to the club, seemed reluctant at first, but then joined the others as they moved towards the door in the wall back to the chateau. I waited for someone at our table to suggest that we follow them, returning my sister's quizzical expression. The younger man glanced around the table, shrugging. Had he heard more about what happened at the club than a guest should know? Did he glance at her breasts because he wanted to see more of her, what he couldn't see below the table? Or had her nipples popped out, attracting his attention? They could, when they did, even if one wasn't looking directly at them. And when they did, one could only want to suck them. I knew; I had! I tilted my head forward enough to glance down past her shoulder. It was sticking out. He must have taken the movement of my head as a nod. He looked at me with a smile and shrugged again, nodding with a glance towards where the others were going. Did my sister have to move her hand from her thigh to mine under the table? Have to move her fingers on it? My cock liked that she had - like she had sometimes at home, furtively, when our parents weren't looking at us. I knew what happened after we all went to bed, and my cock did too. Maybe the other club members at the table wouldn't be surprised when we stood up, but the other guest would be. The two of them knew each other, so did he also know what could happen if we all went to the pool? Oh, the nipples of the two other women at the table were also aroused. Merde! Another man at the table smiled wryly and remarked: "May as well, too; cooler than out here." My sister's fingers gripped my thigh. As we started to stand up, I could only hope that my cock wasn't the only one that was aroused. At least, it didn't brush against the edge of the table, and theirs didn't either, but theirs were aroused enough that they couldn't think that it was inappropriate that mine was. They didn't, and men's cock at another table were just as aroused, when they and their women-friends - all club members - stood up and joined us on the way to the door in the wall. There were going to more people in and around to pool than I had seen before, others following us. At least, my cock had a little time to relax. My sister whispered: "You were right. Don't know about this." "They don't know who you are," I whispered back, recalling the she was also a guest, but that some other members did know that she was my sister, wondering if she also knew that. If she didn't, she probably wouldn't have a problem with doing anything others would do. If she did, and didn't want to? My cock had liked the first idea, but luckily the question let it relax again. What was it going to be like? Would anyone already be doing more than just showering and swimming? No one was, but the two couples under the two showers were enjoying washing each other with unabashed delight. Maybe one could have just assumed that they always did it like that, but I couldn't, and others also couldn't, smirking as they watched them, especially the two couples waiting for them to let them shower. They were snickering and fondling each others derrieres. I couldn't see the men's cocks, but could see those of the men under the showers. They looked like they should be, considering that their female friends were fondling them. Was everyone going to wait for a shower? There were a few couples already in the pool, but they weren't swimming. The pool didn't have a shallow end, so they were all treading water or had a hand on the edge of the pool. Either way, they were chuckling and smirking at each other. Those with a hand on the edge were obviously embracing. The others were trying to get as close as they could. A couple behind us moved passed us and jumped in the pool, and then others followed them, and then no one waited to shower. My sister took my hand, and we also jumped in. The cool water was good for my cock, if I didn't want it to stick out, like it was beginning to, but only until my sister's warm hand found it. She grinned and murmured: "If they don't know." I sure wasn't going to tell her that some members did, and those who did, couldn't be too surprised if we did anything. I fondled both her breasts, and we sank down over our heads for a few moments, until our feet touched bottom, and then pushed ourselves up for a breath of air, chuckling and grinning. With a big breath, we did that again. Could I really hear her hum underwater, when my hand found her pussy? She did, when we came up for air again. When we had done that a couple of times more, we tread water for a moment, glancing around. Other couples were doing the same, but some along the edge were kissing - most of them - either in a tight embrace, or a looser one, just one of their arms holding them together, while the other one's free hand was doing something between them. For a moment, I wondered what the two male guests from our table were doing, but forgot about them when my sister embraced me and we sank down again, this time kissing, until we had to come up for air. Was the water warmer from all the people in the pool, or was my cock aroused despite the cool water from what they all were doing, what we were also doing? The next time we sank down, not just her arms were around, her legs too, and she obviously wanted to feel it on her pussy. Her legs stayed locked around me, when I had to push us back up to the surface, and when we sank back down again. Was she really so aroused that she thought we could do it that way? One of her hands was behind her hips trying to help my cock find her vagina. We had to come up for air again, had to take more than one breath, treading water again. A glance around showed that we weren't the only couple who wanted to do more, who already were. One woman was sitting on the edge of the pool with her friend's head between her thighs. A man was sitting on the edge, and his woman was sucking his cock. As my sister murmured: "Oooh, that's a good idea," a couple of other couples started to do the same. "Um-hmmm!" I agreed, asking: "Which way?" "Me first." "Which way?" "Sucking." Before I could get up on the edge of the pool, most of the other couples were, men and women chuckling as they found space between others, watching their partners begin to suck or lick, but then glancing at what couples next to them were doing, even exchanging grins. I was too, appreciating that she had wanted to suck my cock first, letting me watch the others on the four sides of the pool. How many couples like that around the pool? Dozens? There had been tables for at least a hundred. Not that many at the pool; where were the others? Oh, a few very latecomers came in, very surprised, but snickering and grinning. They immediately went to the open dressing stalls along the wall and joined in our oral group sex, he or she sitting on the bench at the back of the stall. July 14, 1928 in an Erotic Novel Enough voyeurism, I thought, my eyes returning to my sister, who had her arms on my thighs with her hands around my hips to support herself, as her head moved up and down on my cock. Mon dieu! She just loved to suck my cock! At home, she also usually did it first, and then I made her come in my face, and then we would fuck for as long as we could. Of course, she expected me to lick her pussy like this, but did she also want to fuck? For a minute or two, I forgot about all the others, but then one woman started to moan louder than before, louder than the others were. Other heads turned. It was easy to find her; she was clutching his head and leaning back, her thighs twitching wildly. She came with desperate sounding moans, her body spasming. The heads of people in the water also looked up, turning to see where the moans were coming from, my sister's too. There was general hum in empathy. Someone clapped once, and then tentatively again, and then a round of applause filled the room, all of us exchanging grins and chuckles. Then my cock was back in my sister's mouth, and all the other mouths were licking and sucking. Before, it has seemed that people were being restrained about moaning, like I had been, but now we were all much more open with expressing our arousal, maybe even louder than usual, trying to make sure that our active partner could hear us against the background of others' aroused moans. Soon one and the other orgasm occurred, and then, like the spread of an infectious decease, we all caught the fever and were having ours - with even louder noises. Mine came before the last ones, my hips rocking to thrust my surging cock deeper in my sister's mouth. I didn't hold her head, like some of the men were; I knew she was taking it as deep in her mouth as she could, like she did at home. I couldn't hear her moan, when my cock began to fill her mouth, but felt that she was, then watching her look up at me with her usual grin, as she licked her lips and then licked up the last drops on my cock. Of course, not just I was then going to change places with her, but by some tacit consent, we all waited for the last orgasm, chuckling and grinning at others. We waited till the older man had recovered and then slid into the water, kissing our partner. The men helped their partner up on the edge of the pool, while the other men got up on it by themselves, and then the fun started all over again. This time the symphony of moans was almost immediately as loud as before. Sooner than before, even louder moans could be heard. Our partners on edge of the pool were already aroused from what they had been doing, not needing as long to have their own orgasms. Before the last ones, people were already slipping back in the pool, including my sister. I knew why, when I held my hand on her pussy and felt her warm stream, then relaxing myself, while we kissed again. When the last couples were also together in the pool, we all looked around, some with smirks, others with sheepish grins. Were we going to do anything else, I wondered, remembering again to wonder where the two guests at our table were. Maybe the mutual recognition that most of us had relieved ourselves in the pool urged us all to climb out. Others were also glancing at their partners and around at others, as though to see what they wanted to do. While my sister and I were doing the same, we saw two couples with their arms around the four of them, grinning and snickering together. I recognized that they were couples I had seen together before, together in a situation that left it unclear which pair belonged together, since the men had been enjoying what they were doing with both of the women, who also seemed to have been enjoying themselves just as much with both of them. Then I saw the younger man from our table with a girl his age or younger. He grinned at me, and then she did. I didn't recognize her, but was pleased that he and she had apparently had as much fun together as everyone else. Where was the other man? Where were the people who hadn't come to the pool. What were we all going to do now? There was a movement towards the door, and we all followed those nearest the exit from the pool. My sister took my hand again with a smirk and murmured again: "You were right, but that was fun." "Don't have to whisper: it was, very." The couple next to us nodded with grins. A minute or two later, we all were back on the tennis courts. The buffet had been cleared, but the drinks table was still well supplied, but first we were all curious to see what the others were doing. That was very obvious, all of them doing what we had done or what we still might want to do, or looking like they already had, the women sitting across his legs with their arms around each other, a couple of them with a glass in their hands. Those who were still doing something and could see us, started for a moment, but when someone from the pool said: "Don't let us disturb you; we all have, just want a drink," they grinned and resumed what they had been doing. His remark turned our attention to the drinks table, tactfully avoiding our watching them: sucking cocks, licking pussies or the men sitting with a woman straddling his legs and riding up and down on his cock. They couldn't be the whole rest of the party. We got our drinks and mingled away from those still enjoying themselves. The younger man found us, his new friend holding his hand. He must be very lucky, I had to think: that he had found a compatible companion and that she was so attractive. My sister also was, but I knew her. Why hadn't I ever seen this younger girl, who looked so charmingly unselfconscious about revealing her nice breasts and the sparse hairs that let me see the start of the slit of her pussy, see the little extra fold over her clitoris. But she was looking at us with an innocently smile, although she knew that we knew that she had sucked a stranger's cock with her sweet mouth and let him lick her pussy. He grinned, hold their hands up and said: "I was lucky, very lucky." "Me too," she agreed, giving him a smile, the adding: "Papa [accenting the second syllable] said I should come along, that it would be a nice party, and that ... well, if I wanted to, it could be even better." "Doesn't sound like my Papa," my sister replied. "Nor mine," I agreed. We squeezed hands at our little subterfuge. "And your friend?" I asked. "I don't think he was so lucky. When we found each other, he left the pool." It occurred to me then that she must have had an inkling of what could happen in the pool, since she had found him there, having gone along with the group of us, although she was unattached. With her "Papa"? He must be a member of the club and known what could evolve; and he had suggested that his daughter - so nubile daughter - come along, not just for a nude luncheon but also to the pool? And she hadn't been bothered about his seeing her nude, or his knowing that she might be with some strange man? Where was he now, watching her, vicariously enjoying what he was seeing? "And your Papa?" I asked. "Oh, he didn't go to the pool; he has a lady-friend here." Her so open reply surprised us all and precluded any further questions, but I had them. At least her reply seemed to answer the one about whether he did anything with her, but apparently he hadn't the least of objections about introducing her to the sexual activities of the club and must know that she wasn't a virgin. My sister raised her glass and toasted: "To such papas," and we all took a good drink of our wine. The couples on the tennis courts began to come for drinks. A member I knew, joined us, without the woman he must have just been having sex with, also one who didn't know I was with my sister. The way he looked at her and the girl, I assumed that he was more interested in seeing them. To say something, I said: "We all went to the pool." "We all noticed, of course, the great migration. "And had fun." "We did too, as you obviously noticed." "And the others?" "When all of you were leaving, some members and guests went home. Some just sat there, like I did, not knowing what to suggest to the people still sitting at my table. One couple had gone home. They were already quite surprised by so much nudity, although they had managed to take off their clothes, admitting that they had been very curious." "And then?" "Some people got up to have their glasses refilled, so we all did. I guess it was the first people who had, who then left, but with their glasses, so they must have gone in the house. Of course, we knew what that suggested, and club members then weren't just standing near their table partners, or were finding one, like I did. Hmm? Maybe she more found me. When that started, a few others left - to wherever - and then, well, we all were pretty sure what was happening in the pool." We four grinned with nods, and he continued: "I thought so. When no one seemed bothered when first one and then a second couple got more intimate, the rest of did whatever we wanted, as you saw." "Like we did," the young man replied, smiling at the girl, who smiled back with a nod. "And we," my sister added. I nodded, remarking: "But not like a few that were still doing something we didn't." "Yet," my sister added with a grin. The other couple also grinned. The man smiled and replied: "We did, everything else too." Then he looked at the girl for a moment, looking like he was about to say something, but didn't, until she nodded slightly with little smile. Then he murmured: "You remind me of someone." She nodded with a broader smile and suggested: "Perhaps my older sister, Georgette, we look a lot alike." "I didn't know her name. Hmm? Oh, does she have a little mole - I don't want to point - just inside her hipbone?" The girl grinned with a nod, putting her finger where he was suggesting, and replied: "There. She wanted to come, but couldn't - you know." "Greet her from me. Well, she doesn't know my name either." "I'll just tell her that someone did." "Nice meeting you too. I'd better go back. She had to find a toilet. I do too." He left, and we all chuckled, drinking. His revelation about the girl's sister explained a little, but also raised more questions. Her Papa had two attractive daughters and brought them to the club to do whatever they wanted, while he did the same with his "lady-friend"? Wasn't he tempted to do something with his daughters, maybe not just tempted? What did his wife do? Have a friend to do the same at home? We decided to have our glasses topped up and then moved a few steps away from others. Before I could think of anything to say, the girl smirked at her companion and asked: "Did I do it right?" We all looked surprised at her so direct question, he especially, nodding with a grin, but it took him a moment to reply: "Better than my best dreams. Oh, did I? Be honest; it was the first time." "Hm-hmm! For me too, nice. Want me to be really honest?" "Please." "Georgette can do it better, but you can try again. It was still real good." Again, we were very surprised at her admission, but my sister managed to reply calmly: "Of course, girls know what is most arousing for another girl." Had she with another girl? Even if she hadn't, it made sense. Have to ask her sometime. The girl nodded and explained: "She told me what to do, telling me it would taste strange. It did." "Must have been an interesting lecture," I remarked. "Oh, it was. I'm not a virgin, seen a couple before, understood where she was saying I should ... do what." "You sure did!" he replied and my sister and I nodded with chuckles. Then my sister said: "If you want him to try again, or, well, we want to do that too?" I found her hand and squeezed it, and she squeezed mine. They had been holding hands the whole time, probably also squeezing them as they looked at each other, nodding. Then he looked at us and asked: "Out here?" "We can go inside and try to find a free room," I replied, hoping we could. We went in the house. I knew my way around, knowing there were several bedrooms on the upper floors, and that there were small rooms for servants on the top floor, but they only had single beds. I was already assuming the others also wanted to stay together. The third door we passed was open, and I looked in, pushing it wider open, but the room was occupied, very occupied. On the oversized bed - really two double beds pushed together - there were five bodies. It took me a moment to discern that there were two men and three women. At least, they weren't doing anything. As I was starting to draw the door close, a man's voice said: "Leave it open; we wanted to have some fresh air." "She was hoping a third man would come along," a woman's voice remarked. "Not any more!" the other woman replied, and they all chuckled. We also did and moved on. We found an empty room with a nice big double bed. It had obviously already been used, but it was free, and we just grinned about the wrinkled sheet. I was surprised but liked that the girl and my sister immediately tucked the sheet back in. When it was flat, a couple of moist spots were then evident, but they only elicited chuckles and nods. Then he murmured: "All of us?" "Of course!" she replied: "couldn't be any closer than in the pool." My sister and I nodded with grins. Then she surprised me again - she was really enjoying all this! She looked at the girl and said: "If you want it to be real good, let him do it," glancing at me, and then adding: "And I'll tell him how to make it as good for us." He looked surprised. I must have to, liking her compliment, just hoping that I could lick the girl's pussy as good as she hoped, as good as her sister did; but also wondering that my sister wanted him to lick hers. When were we going to really fuck? This was becoming better than anything I had done in the club before. The girl snickered and grinned at me, nodding, then snickering again and remarking: "Then I will too - soixante-neuf." Her sister sure had prepared her for anything that could happen! We both almost sprang on the bed, curling up together. Had her sister told her to raise her thigh like that to show me - or whomever - her lovely pussy? My sister's had been the best, youngest one I had seen, but hers was even younger and more lovely: pretty pink, no wrinkled inner lips. My sister's also weren't, but hers looked even better. Of course, I had always been delighted with the sight of any pussy I was about to lick, but hers was just so much more attractive. Thank you, sister, for suggesting that I could! I stopped just looking and began to lick, and she had my cock in her mouth. Even if she couldn't do it as good as my sister - or that very experienced older woman - there was no wrong way to suck a cock, especially if she really wanted it to come in her mouth, like she had said she had liked. And her pussy tasted so good! The mattress behind me had moved, and I felt my sister's hair brush my back. He must be kneeling on the floor - like I sometimes did in her bedroom. She had also encouraged me to do what she liked. Forget her and enjoy this lovely pussy, I admonished myself. And enjoy what she was doing! A few moments later, however, I heard my sister murmur: "That's good, but better up here." The girl nodded with a hum and stopped sucking, and we both waited for my sister's further advice, hearing her give an aroused moan, then responding: "Yes, like that! Mmmm! There!" I knew where "there" was and licked her aroused little knob. How could he have not known that it wanted to be aroused; it was so sensitive, making her moan. She began to suck and lick my cock again, and we forgot about them, only distantly aware of my sister's murmurings and more aroused moans. Mon dieu! Her sister had told her what to do! My cock was throbbing in her mouth, and my hips began to rock. She knew what to do then, clasping it and letting it rub in her small fist. Suck and lick her not so little knob! And moan! To make it better for her, but more in response to what she was doing. "Uhnnn!" All in her mouth! And again! And again, and again! And hers in mine! Sweet pussy juice! Such a young girl could come like that?! And only the second time her pussy was being licked?! No, only the second time a man had licked it; her sister had, and better than he had in the pool. But she couldn't have made her come any better than that - I hoped, at least. When I rolled back, touching my sister's head, she raised it, letting me roll on my back, her head resting on my waist. I reached back to fondle her breast, but found his hands on both of them, then heard him chuckle as he let my hand hold one. My sister nodded and said: "That couldn't have been any better than what he did." "With all your help. Now I know why it wasn't as good as Georgette did it; didn't know - couldn't know - that a woman could come like that, all in my face." "And it tastes so good," I remark. "It sure does!" "Like Georgette does." We all snickered and the three of us on the bed sat up, smirking at each other. My sister winked at me. Why? Still wanting to fuck? Because she had told him what to do and had such a good orgasm? He rose up and handed us our wine glasses, and we all drank. Kind of a shame to wash away the taste of her pussy. She smiled at me, then scowling, and said: "Now I can't taste you any more." "You like it, like I do?" my sister replied. "Georgette does too, but warned me that I might not. But I do!" We all chuckled at her exuberant reply. My sister surprised me again, even more, remarking: "Don't tell your papa." There was a long, pregnant silence. She blushed, glancing at each of us, then with the briefest of wry smiles murmured: "He knows that Georgette does. She doesn't, our mother." Another long, pregnant silence. That answered a lot of my questions; better, confirmed what I had been thinking about the family, but then wondering about our own: had my sister just wanted to see my cock; had she seen our father's; more than just seen it? I wasn't going to ask her that. My sister replied in a very even tone: That's nice, if they both want to. I only saw my father's once, but that was all. I think he wanted me to." That answered my questions - if she was telling the truth. Could I ask her? We all emptied our glasses, then glanced around at each other. The idea of our fucking seemed more remote. I wasn't going to suggest it, but if any of the others did, I would. But they didn't. My sister's glance suggested her agreement. We could do it at home - with my questions? The other two looked at each other, smiling, but not saying anything. I wondered if they would meet again outside the club, if their families were similar enough social classes for them to, rather hoping that they were, hoping that he could show how much better he could arouse her. But no one said anything. We all just nodded with mild smiles and left the room, silently returning to the tennis courts. There were only a few people there, having a last drink. The other man swho had been at our table, was there, smiling when he saw us. He had a half-full glass in his hand, and we got a fresh glass before joining him. His smile became a smirk. Of course, he could imagine what we had been doing, especially with a partner for the younger man. Before I could ask, the younger man did. He grinned and replied: "Oh, I left the pool area when I saw what was going on. Back on the courts, it looked as though I was also going to be left out, but then one of the girls who had been serving spoke to me. Need I tell more?" July 14, 1928 in an Erotic Novel "No!" I replied with a grin. That was really the best chapter of the book. For those who want answers to the questions that "I" had had: in the next chapter the author and his sister spend most of the night together in her bed: sucking, licking and finally fucking, interspersed with delightful impressions about the afternoon. She had seen her father's cock once, but admits that she had more than just seen her uncle's and that she learned about girls with her cousin, his daughter, only after they both got their baccalaureate - summer vacation with them. * I hope you liked the story. For the Nude Day Contest, votes are important. Many thanks. July 27th I knew it was going to be the longest day of the summer. Work started at 9AM on July 24th, and it dragged on for eight unbearable hours. But as soon as that clock struck 5:00, I was gone. I fought the urge to run and instead walked calmly to the parking lot, where my car was waiting with a full tank of gas and my weekend bag already packed. I made the drive at 90 miles an hour, and admittedly my mind wasn't very focused on the close calls in traffic, but more concerned with the girl waiting at my destination. I hadn't seen Jackie in 74 days, and I had decided long ago that I could never be apart from her like this again. When I left her for an hour it was annoying, a day was frustrating, a week was depressing, and a month was intolerable. But not seeing her for two and a half months put me through hell. But now I was flying down the interstate to get back to her arms, and I knew without a doubt that the whole summer of waiting had been worth it. And we both knew what was going to happen once I got there. I love Jackie's mind, her personality, and her beautiful soul, truly I love everything that she is. But tonight was about her heart that was aching, and her body that was starving for love. As soon as I took the exit off the interstate I felt myself grow hard; and the slow traffic in town was even more frustrating than normal. Just as I rolled up to my apartment, another vehicle drove in and parked right alongside me. I had a surreal feeling as I got out of my car and waited for someone to emerge from behind the dark tint of the other car. The door cracked open and I caught my breath. I took in Jackie's wavy dark hair, deeply tanned skin, and her irresistible smile as she slowly appeared from behind the door. She was absolutely beaming at me, and I was smiling wide at her, but my smile was a bit darker, with just a touch of wickedness that came with all the knowledge of what was to come. Without either of us saying a word, I swept Jackie into my arms, and her small frame fit perfectly under my chin. I hummed pleasantly with the familiar sensation of wrapping Jackie in my arms and cradling her head in my chest. We stood on the sidewalk like that for just a moment, and I felt her warm tears soak into my shirt. I kissed Jackie softly on the forehead and took her hand while I went to get my bag. After the whole summer without her I couldn't bear to let her go for a second. With my bag in my other hand, we went to unlock my door. I was so desperate to get inside I would have dragged Jackie, but I couldn't move faster than her as she raced up to my bedroom. The door locked behind us and an instant later I had Jackie pinned up against it. "I missed you." "I love you." We blurted the words quickly as all the frustration of the summer boiled over and she kissed me hard. I pressed her back into the door harder, kissing her just as deeply and biting her soft lips. Jackie's arms instinctively linked behind my neck and I picked her up. Her legs wrapped around my waist then and I could feel my painfully hard cock press against her. She moaned against my mouth, feeling my erection tease her. Her moaning only made me want her more, and I let my tongue explore her mouth as I steered us blindly towards the bed. No matter how much I had missed her, I couldn't compete with Jackie as she kissed me even more passionately, making me growl and moan in my throat. After wobbling around a bit with her in my arms, I finally ran into the bed with my knees and we toppled over. We both giggled as I straddled Jackie on the bed and stripped off my shirt. She arched her back, and her crotch pressed against mine again. I knew Jackie loved my body and I paused with my shirt off to let her get a good look. "Enjoy the view now, 'cause that's all you're going to get." Jackie gave me a confused look, but her eyes never left my body as I got up and went over to my bag. She sat up to look at me and I could tell she was enjoying the anticipation. I pulled out a blindfold and she instantly understood what was about to happen. "Mmm baby, what are you doing to me?" Jackie was clearly aroused at the prospect of it. I said nothing as I tied it tightly behind her head and gave her one more kiss. I stepped back to take it all in. Jackie was sitting on the edge of my bed completely blind, waiting for me to pleasure her any way I wanted. She was breathing rather fast, and for a moment all I did was watch her firm breasts heave up and down. I could feel my erection throbbing at the thought of everything I had planned for this evening. Jackie was wearing a short summery dress that showed off her shapely legs. But as cute as it was, it was in the way. "Why don't you be a good girl and take that off for me, Jackie." "Why I would be happy to," she said very politely, trying to tease me. She got up on her knees and I helped her pull it over her head. I tossed it heedlessly in the corner and stepped back again to just appreciate the view. Jackie wore a thin gold necklace, a pale-blue lace bra, and nothing else. My eyes traveled down the outline of her delicate neck, over her enticing breasts, past her narrow waist and slightly rounded tummy, down to her thick hips and her glistening pussy. Jackie was almost dripping wet and I noticed she had her bush trimmed exactly the way I liked it. Jackie's body was stunningly beautiful, even though she tried to deny it at every turn. "Took you long enough," Jackie pretended to scold me as I unhooked her bra and slipped it off her arms. Now that it was out of the way, I could bring out the surprise. "Collin, what is that!?" Jackie exclaimed as she felt cold metal encircle her wrist. I quickly snapped the handcuff closed and did the same to her other wrist before she could react. With her arms now bound behind her back, I turned Jackie to face the bed and pushed her down so her shoulders rested on the mattress and her ass stuck up in the air. "Wait, what are you- ah, baby..." Instead of letting Jackie finish that thought, I grabbed her hips and gently kissed her wet pussy. She was mine now, I thought. Jackie could care less about the handcuffs as I gently ran the tip of my tongue over her pussy lips. She moaned loudly at the slightest touch; I knew she would come before I ever took my pants off. I pressed harder with my tongue now and licked slowly from her clit all the way to her asshole. Jackie made the most beautiful sounds as I moved back down and focused on her clit. I circled it with my tongue and sucked it into my mouth, pulling hard. Jackie was completely soaked now and my tongue only made her more wet. I spread her lips with my fingers and ran my tongue up and down over her hole. Jackie was writhing and flexing her hips hard, she was close to coming already. "Oh baby, please put your tongue inside me," Jackie whined. I pretended not to hear, but after another moment teasing her vagina, I forced my way inside. My long tongue penetrated Jackie deeply, and I got the full force of her musky, metallic taste. But it only made me want more, and I spread her ass to get in deeper. "Oh God, fuck me with your tongue, fuck me Collin. Yes..." Jackie moaned and grabbed her nipple with one hand while I drew my tongue out slowly and drove it back in. I started fucking her faster and deeper, and her moans turned to screams as she edged even closer to an orgasm. Her response turned me on so much that I didn't care about the taste, or about having my face right in the middle of everything; all I could think about was pleasuring Jackie and making her scream like that again and again. I took one hand away from her ass to finger her clit, and she came hard with no warning. Her pussy clenched and forced my tongue out, but I rubbed her clit faster. Her screams sounded strangled as the orgasm made her whole body tighten. She couldn't push me away, but she waved her hands frantically as the sign for me to stop. I rolled Jackie onto her back and kissed her passionately again, wanting her to taste herself. She kissed me back eagerly, completely unaffected by what was smeared on my face and chin. "How are your wrists my love?" I asked, concerned about her laying on top of them. Jackie panted hard; she couldn't talk but she nodded her head and kissed me again. "Oh good, because I have a lot more that I want to do to you." While Jackie laid there, I casually undid my belt and let my jeans fall to the floor. I stepped out of them and took my boxers off as well, letting my stiff cock spring up. "Now get on your knees for me Jackie. Get my cock nice and wet." I had to help Jackie get off the bed, but she knelt down in front of me and I brought my cock to her lips. She took the head in her mouth and gently sucked off my pre-cum, then she moved down the base and licked all the way up my shaft, making me sigh and quiver. After she licked me all over she came back to the front and sucked the head again. She moved her lips down slowly, taking more and more of my dick. I felt myself hit the back of her throat, but she went just one inch deeper, gagging herself on me. The feeling of pushing through that barrier made me groan, and I automatically grabbed her head, holding her down. Her mouth was wet and hot, and I could feel her tongue tickling the base of my shaft. Her throat was tighter and even more amazing, and I held her head carefully as I slowly began to fuck her mouth. With her hands stuck behind her back, Jackie couldn't stop me, and of course she couldn't talk to me, so I had to be careful as I gently pumped in and out of her throat. Jackie never fought it, even though this was deeper than she had ever gone down on me. I knew she was uncomfortable, but I also knew she wanted to make me come as hard as I made her. I let go of her head and she continued to bob up and down on me, fucking me with her throat. It was so sexy the way she swallowed my dick, gagging and fighting to fuck me. It drove me over the edge; I leaned over, braced myself on the edge of the bed, and started thrusting hard. Jackie yelped in surprise but she forced herself to hold still and take it until I came. I felt that familiar sensation, like a pressure building up in my lower abdomen. I grabbed Jackie's head again and thrusted hard, quickly coming into her mouth. My knees went weak and I leaned on the bed again, but even without my hands to control her, Jackie continued to suck me while my cock twitched and shot loads of cum in her mouth. I finally finished and Jackie swallowed it all with no hesitation. I undid Jackie's blindfold and lifted her up on the bed with me. She rolled onto her side and I laid down behind her. We rested for a moment with my face in Jackie's hair; the familiar smell made me smile. I put my arms around her and she said nothing about the fact that the handcuffs were still on. Instead, she stroked my dick with one finger from where her hands rested at the small of her back. It kept me on edge even while we were both recovering from the first real orgasm we had in months. After only a few moments I was fully hard again. Jackie had quit with the one finger and was pumping my dick with both hands now. I started kissing her and giving her little bites all down her neck and shoulders. We were both breathing harder and sighing as we tried to tease the other one worse. Jackie's weakness was her ears. I nipped them gently with my lips and bit her earlobe rather hard, and it forced her to stop what she was doing, so caught up in the way I was making her feel. With effort, she begged for more, speaking in between moans. "Fuck me Collin. Do it the way I like." I rolled on top of Jackie and she laid flat on her stomach with her legs together. I quickly surveyed, Jackie's hands were still resting just above her round ass, and below that I could see her puffy lips peeking out. Jackie was breathing hard as I straddled her thighs. I pulled her ass cheeks apart and she moaned loudly, then screamed when I shoved myself into her wet, tight cunt. "Yes baby! Give it to me, please! Keep giving me your dick..." With her hands useless and her legs trapped between mine, Jackie was totally mine. On the first thrust I felt myself open her pussy up instantly, and my head hit the back wall. Every time, I pulled out almost completely and slid back in, completely filling her and hitting every spot there is. The fact that I straddled her and pressed her thighs together made her feel extra tight. She yelped with pure, burning pleasure every time I pushed against the back of her vagina. Usually Jackie would spread her legs wider or grab the bedsheets, but I had her bound and trapped. She couldn't do anything to distract from the overwhelming sensations; she could only put all her focus on my long erection plowing into her. I knew she could feel the ridge on the head of my dick, every time it pushed apart her pussy lips on the way out and then slammed back in. I had her completely enraptured; in fact Jackie was screaming so loud that I took her panties from where they lay on the bed and stuffed them in her mouth. She didn't seem to care because at the same time I moved forward on the bed and that allowed me to get my cock just a little deeper inside Jackie. I increased the tempo and suddenly it felt as if Jackie was surrendering to me. She completely slumped on the bed and laid her head down to the side, eyes closed. The love and the trust I saw in that moment was so beautiful. There she was, legs pinned, hands bound, mouth gagged, and her body rocking as I pumped her pussy unrelentingly. And I knew she loved all of it; there was no resistance in Jackie because she simply loved me to her core. Then she came, and it was so beautiful to watch. She squeezed her eyes tight and gave a short grunt when she stopped breathing, and her whole body tensed in one elegant movement. There was nothing dirty or depraved about it; the moment seemed frozen in time but it was also over quickly. I fell forward from an upright position and let my chest rest on Jackie's back, still fucking her with my hips. My arms snaked under her body and hooked her shoulders so I could thrust even harder. I rested my forehead on her temple for a moment "I love you Jackie. I will always love you," I whispered in her ear. And that was the pure truth that I knew in my heart that moment. I felt tension build up in my lower body and I knew I was close to having another orgasm. The visceral feeling made me notice everything, and I reveled in the feeling of Jackie's soft warm skin pressed tightly against mine. I moved myself in deeper and started fucking Jackie even faster, bringing us both to the edge. "Come with me now Jackie, I want to feel it from inside of you," I whispered to her again. She only nodded her head. I let myself go and a massive orgasm ripped through me. I pumped into Jackie spasticly while my body went stiff,and we both felt warm cum begin to pool deep inside. A second later Jackie screamed, loud even through the gag, and her body went rigid like a board. I gripped her tight and just kept thrusting, working every last bit out of her. Suddenly I was light headed and I fell flat on top of Jackie. With some effort I hit the catch on the handcuffs and rolled onto my back. She groaned as my dick pulled out of her and traced a thin sticky trail across her leg. I pulled her over to me and she kissed me once before collapsing with her head on my chest and one leg thrown over me. "I love you Collin," and we both passed out on the spot. When I woke up again the sun had gone down, not that I cared what time it was exactly. Jackie's body was still draped across me. She was drooling on my chest and the mess from earlier had dried on us. I kissed Jackie on the forehead and stirred her. She craned her neck back and kissed me gently. "Let's get a shower, love," I told her. Jackie sat up and took my hand as I lead her to the bathroom. She hugged my waist and was stroking my body absent-mindedly while I got the water warming up. Just having her hands on me was heaven, even if there was nothing sexual about it. Finally the shower was hot and we stepped in. I let Jackie stand under the stream, I stood close behind her and let my cock rest on her ass. She pretended not to notice and went about washing herself. I nuzzled her neck and ran my hands from her shoulders all the way to her hips challenging her to keep ignoring me. My hands moved slowly up her sides now cupping her small breasts. But Jackie continued casually showering, completely ignoring my hard-on pressing into her. I started rolling her nipples in my fingers and tugging them, but she didn't respond until I dipped my hips and made my dick slide across her pussy. With that she arched her back and forced her breasts into my hands. Her ass pressed against me but before I could penetrate her she spun to face me and put her palms on my chest. "Sit down baby, it's my turn," she said smiling at me. She pushed my chest to emphasize the point and I went along with it. Jackie straddled my hips and reached down to grab my cock. She kept sinking down and I entered her so slowly. Jackie sighed and stared at me then started to pump up and down. The surprising part was that this was really intimate. With her arms wrapped around my neck and her breasts nestled against my face, Jackie was in no hurry. She lovingly held me while she rose and fell slowly. After coming in Jackie twice, I could barely stay hard, but the warm water and her warmer embrace were so comforting. I felt so much love and security like I hadn't for months. I let my head fall on Jackie's chest while she continued to work on me. She leaned forward and started fucking herself faster, holding on to me and tightening around me. Jackie came again unceremoniously and collapsed onto me. I helped her up and we rinsed off quickly. We toweled ourselves off lazily and went back to bed. Jackie laid down on her side and I settled down behind her. Her head rested under my chin, her back curved into my chest, her knees bent where mine bent, and her hands accepted my hands that wrapped around her. We slept as one, with no needs beyond feeling the other person there breathing. July 4th 2013 Pt. 01 Over the last week, I have invited several people out to our cottage to spend the 4th of July weekend. I invited Jason and Lisa. Lisa accepted but Jason is going up north with his friend Shawn and his family. Shawn just broke up with his girlfriend Kelly, who I also invited. Kelly agreed to come over. I also invited Kim, her sister and husband over. Kim says she will be there but her sister and brother are having their own party. Scott and John from work tell me they will be there if they can but after missing Memorial Day they both think they will have to stay with the family. It looks like there is going to be four of us girls and only my husband for the weekend. I also plan to invite Frank my neighbor over to the cottage if he is there. I tell my husband it looks like the situation is turned around a little this weekend. Instead of the girls being used as toys for the weekend, that it is his turn to be the toy. He tells me he is more than willing to play the servant/slave boy for each of us. He tells me that we girls deserve a weekend like that. I have told everyone to plan on a slumber party weekend filled with girl activities. I packed a bunch of girly things like footbaths, facial scrubs, and hand and foot lotions. My husband has even barrowed a message table from one of our friends, for the weekend. When we get to the cottage, I see the neighbors are packing up their van. I stop by to ask where they are going. Jill tells me that the whole family is heading to Cedar Point for the weekend. I tell her I hope they all have a great time. This means no Jay or any of his brothers for the weekend either. When we get into the cottage, my husband asks where we should put up the massage table. He tells me he could put it in the family room so everyone could be together or put it in the spare bedroom for some privacy. I tell him the family room is fine, that between us I do not think privacy is a big issue. By three, all of the girls have arrived and my husband sends us out to the hot tub so he can get dinner ready. So the four of us head out and although we are all wearing swim suite we all take them off before we get in. I do not like to get the chemicals on my suite and the others agree. I was hoping to see my neighbor Frank out front but he seems to be missing in action, so I just sit back and relax. I start telling the girls the plan is to have my husband be our servant for the weekend. A few minutes later, my husband brings us a pitcher of sangria and a plate full of maybe 20 Jell-O shots. Hand each of us our drink. He gives Lisa some type of fruity tropical drink. As he is handing them out we all take turns rubbing his chest or cock through his swim trunks. He turns on the radio and tells us that dinner will be ready in an hour or so but he would be back to check on us before then. We all start talking to Lisa about when she is due and if she and Jason are ready. She tells us everything is great and that next week they are going in for an ultra sound and should know if it is a boy or a girl. We ask her if they plan to have a test done to see if the baby is Jason's or if it belongs to my husband or her brother. She says that they do not plan to do that, Jason is just going to raise it as his own. She asks me if my husband would mind not knowing and I tell her that we are fine with it, that my husband really likes them both and would be happy to let them raise the kid. Lisa only sits in the tub for a little while before she gets out and sits on the edge with her legs in the tub. She is sitting there completely nude for anyone to see. I am across from her and love the view. She is very pretty and even though she is four months pregnant still has a body that anyone would want to make love to. We all start to talk about what we are going to do for the weekend. I tell them I planned a nice quite evening. I thought that we could watch a movie or two and play some games. I fill Kelly and Kim in on what happened with Frank. I tell them sometime this weekend I think the four of us should all go over and see if we can make Frank's weekend a little interesting. I also tell them that my husband has planned a massages, manicure, and pedicures for each of us. I tell them that He thinks two hours should give him time to finish each of us. I also tell them the table is in the family room but if they want, they can move the table wherever they like. So he has giving us the option of what order to go in. The first time will be 8 p.m. tonight, the next is at 10 a.m. tomorrow, the third will be at 2 p.m., and the final will be at 8 p.m. tomorrow. I tell them I think we should all pick our time, place, and let him know at dinner. I start by telling them I would like the 10 a.m. period. I love to start the day with a nice massage. I plan to have my massage out here on the deck. That way I can soak a little before he starts. Kim goes next and says that after lunch tomorrow would work for her. That she thinks it would be nice to have her treatment out hear also, but she was not sure about being outside where anyone could seeing her. I tell her the boys next door are gone for the weekend and that only Frank from next door or someone passing on a boat would be able to see her. She thinks about it for a minute and agrees that the deck was the way to go. Lisa and Kelly both agree with the location. Lisa picked to have her treatment at 8 pm tonight and Kelly will wait to have hers Saturday at 8 p.m. My husband comes out with a tray of Limoncello shots for each of us but Lisa. He gives Lisa a glass of lemon aide. Once again, as he is handing out the drink each of us spend some time grouping him. I see Kelly reaching up the leg of his shorts and play with his cock. Lisa pulls his head down to her tits and has him suck on one of her nipples while giving him a few swats on his ass. Kim pulls him down to her, licks and bits on his nipple. When he gets to me, I tell him to go and change into something a little more revealing. He tells us we should finish up and get ready for dinner that he would have it out in a few minutes. We all dry off, put our suits back on, and move into the dining room table. We each have a dinner salad in front of us with a glass of white wine. As we are finishing my husband brings in the main course wearing just a white towel wrapped around his waist. He has made each of us a plate with a lobster tall, some steamed vegetables, and a small bowl of butter. He hands me the first one, I move my hands up between his legs, and I can feel his cock is already hard and I can tell he has completely shaved off all of his pubic hair. As he is handing out the plates to each of us, I watch as each of the girls plays around with him a little. Kelly has him sit on her knee and feed her some of the lobster. While he is doing this, she has pulled his wrap up and is slowly jacking him off. After a minute or so, she tells him that he can sit down and have his dinner. As we are eating, we tell him the order we plan to go in and that we all think the deck would be the best place for this. He agrees that would be great. After dinner, we all head into the family room and put on a movie while my husband finishes cleaning up and then we all play a game of trivia until just before eight. At eight my husband tells Lisa that he is going to set up out on the deck and to give him a few minutes and then come on out. So we all head out and the three of us get in the hot tub while my husband has Lisa strip and climb up on the table. He starts by giving her a face massage. He takes his time to relax all of her face muscles. He then puts on a facial mask. Next, he then moves to her hand and then feet spending a lot of time on each. As he is done with one, he puts on lotion and a bag to help it hold in the moisture. By now, the three of us are almost hard-boiled, so we all get out of the tub and move over to the fire pit and each get a refill of our drinks. I sit so I still have a clear view of Lisa and my husband. I watch as he has her lay down on her stomach with a few pillows to help support her and then starts to massage from her ankles all the way up to her shoulder and arms. He spends half an hour working on her backside. He has her roll over and does the same thing but spends extra time with some extra lotion for her stomach to help with any stretch marks. He also spends extra time on her nipples and pussy. Each time he has worked her up to where she is close to cumming, he then quiets and does something else until she calms down. He then moved back to her hands and feet, cleans them up, and painted each of the nails. When he was finally finished, he laid her back down, moved up between her legs, and slowly started to lick her pussy and play with her nipples. We all watch, as he was able to give her at least three orgasms doing this. When he finished, he picked her up and places her on the side of the tub. She then gave him a big hug, kiss, and told him how that was the best massage she has ever had. The three of us move back over and get in the hot tub. I tell her I agree that he has always been great at giving massages and eating pussy. We all laugh and tell him to join us in the tub. He drops his towel and climbs in but before he can sit Kim grabs him, pulls him in front of her, and starts to suck his cock. I stand up, reach around him, and start to play with his nipples. Kelly moves to his side, starts to kiss him, and puts his hands on her tits to get him to play with them. Lisa moves next to me and is playing with his balls and asshole it does not take him long before his is cumming into Kim's mouth. When he is done, she stands up and starts to kiss him deeply so that she is sharing his cum with him. When she is done we all sit down, relax, and have a few more drinks. I am sitting next to Lisa and have been playing with her legs for a while. I started to rub her pussy and slowly start to finger her. Kelly and Kim have been sitting on either side of my husband. All three of them have been rubbing and playing with each other. I tell Lisa I think it is time for bed and the two of us head up and leave my husband, Kelly, and Kim in the tub. I take Lisa up to my room, have her lie down, and climb up next to her. I spend time on each of her tits licking and pinching them. After a few minute of this, we move around and now we are each licking and sucking on each other's tits. By now, I really want to cum so I move down and pull Lisa on top of me so that my head is between her legs and I start to lick her pussy. She is doing the same thing to me. We both cum quickly, but we each keep licking the others clit. I feel like I need to cum repeatedly. When I feel my second orgasm starting, I reach down and hold Lisa's head hard to my pussy while I fuck my pussy into her face. When I come back down we move around and cuddle up and I fall asleep before I know it. When I wake up I am in Lisa's arms with my face resting on her right tit and my hand is resting on her belly. I lean over and give her nipple a small kiss before getting up. I put my robe on and brush my teeth and head down stairs. I am happy to see a continental breakfast laid out in the dining room along with a pot of coffee. My husband is there and asked me if I had a good night. I tell him it was great and asked him about his. My husband tells me that he had fucked both Kelly and Kim in the tub before they had moved up to bed. He tells me that he then watch Kelly and Kim 69 while he recovered. He tells me that Kelly was on top and Kim was licking her pussy. After a while, he moved so that he was behind Kelly and was rimming her asshole out until she came. He tells me that he then fuck Kim in the ass as Kelly played with her until he came. He says they all fell asleep then. He tells me when he came down Kim and Kelly were snuggled up together and look so peaceful that he just left them there to sleep. When I am done with breakfast, my husband asks me if I am ready for my massage. I tell him to let me soak in the hot tub for a little while and then I will be ready. I see Frank out by his dock; I wave hi, then slip my robe off, and climb into the water. He walks over and asks me how things are going and I tell him great. I watch as he keeps his eyes focused right on my tits. I ask if he is going to be home later and he points over to his house. I can see a person standing by some fishing stuff. He tells me, he and his son are going fishing but he should be back this afternoon. I ask him if it would be all right if maybe I stopped by later. As we are talking, his son has loaded the boat and has it started. Frank tells me to make sure his son is gone before I come over or he would have to try to explain our friendship to him. I tell him not to worry and that when it was ok to stop by just to turn on his porch light. As they are pulling away, my husband comes out and sets up the table for me. He hands me a mimosa and tells me to hop up on the table. He mimics everything he did to Lisa except the tummy rub. By this time, I am on my back and he was rubbing oil into my tits. I could hear the girls come out and getting in the tub. As my husband moves around and starts to go down on me, I look over and can see all of the girls are watching me. I wrap my legs around my husband's head and he moves both his hands up to my nipples and continues to lick and suck on my clit. He continues to go down on me until I have my third orgasm. After I finish cumming, he carried me over to the tub. He then goes and gets each of us a mimosa and hands Lisa just an orange juice. He tells us to enjoy ourselves while he goes and gets lunch ready. July 4th 2013 Pt. 02 Over lunch, my husband tells us that if Kim were willing to move her appointment time until tomorrow morning that he was thinking it would be a good day to head to the mall. He tells us the deal is he would buy each of us an outfit from one of the lingerie stores. The only catch is that we would have to pick out the outfit and get a sales person to help us put them on and then we would need to show him and anyone else that is near by the changing room the outfit. He tells us that we can pretend that we did not know other people were around. Kim tells us she has no problem putting off her treatment to get a new outfit. We all head up and get ready to head to the mall. On the way up, I drive and my husband is in the back with Lisa and Kelly on either side of him. The whole way up to the mall the girls were playing with his cock and having him suck on their tits or finger them. I could see Kim jacking him off from the front seat. He came and Kim catches most of his cum in her hand and then had me lick her hand clean. When we get to the mall, I tell my husband I am not sure, who is the toy, and whom is the one playing with it this weekend. He tells me does it really matter as long as we are all having fun. I tell him nope. The first store we get to is Soma Intimates and we all head in to the store. Kelly is the first to find an outfit. It is a little yellow sheer bra and matching thong panties plus a sheer yellow robe. She hands them to my husband and tells him this is what she wants. He takes it over to the sales girl who maybe is 18 and tells her that his daughter would like to try this on. The girl looks at him like that is the strangest thing she ever heard. She shows Kelly to the changing room and my husband follows over. The girl tells her to let her know if she needs anything and walks away still looking at my husband. Kelly takes a few minutes to change out of her clothes and into the outfit and then she asks if the girl could give her a hand. My husband finds her and tells her that Kelly needs some help. When the girl open up the door Kelly is there with just the panties on and the bra pulled over her tits but not done up in the back. She asked the clerk if she could help her with this. The girl moves into the room and shuts the door. They spend a few minutes and then we can hear the girl ask Kelly what see thinks of the outfit. She tells her that she is not sure. She likes it but thinks it might show a little more than she wants to show. Without any warning, Kelly opens the door to the changing room, steps out of the room, and says to my husband what you think daddy does this look all right. My husband tells her to turn around and show him the whole outfit, Kelly does a little spin, and my husband tells her the outfit is just beautiful and that her new boyfriend will love it. The clerk moves out of the room and Kelly shuts the door and changes back. When she come out and hands the outfit to my husband. He takes the outfit over to the counter, hands it to the girl, and tells her they will take it. She does not ask anything about what just happened and rings up the sale. He and Kelly walk out the store with his arm around Kelly shoulder. When we get in the hallway, we all just start laughing and I give him a swat on his ass. I ask him where he came up with that daughter idea. He tells me it just came out of his mouth. He says he was glade Kelly played along. He tells us that was the best $180 bucks he ever spent in a store like that. I tell him that sounds like a challenge. He said sounds interesting, what did I have in mind. I tell him that Lisa, Kim, and I would get a chance to top what Kelly and him just did and at the end whoever has the best idea would get to pick out something they have been wanting and he would buy it. I tell them I have wanted this new pair of Jimmy Choo's. He agrees but that we need to keep the final price within reason, he did not want to be buying any diamond rings. We all agree that the price has to be under a $1000 and then head off to the next store. When we get to Intimacy, Lisa tells us she and Kelly will go in together and she would get the sales person to help her. Me and my husband and Kim should come in and act as if they do not know them but say close to the changing room when she goes in. So they head in and we give them a few minutes and then follow. When we get in, we can hear Lisa telling the sales woman that she needs to find something special to wear tonight. That she is going to tell her boyfriend, she is pregnant. They pick out a little outfit that is pink and white with flowers all over it. She tells the woman that she might need to try on a few different bras to make sure they fit. After a few minutes, Lisa calls over to Kelly and asks her to come over and have a look. Kelly gets there and opens the door leaving Lisa standing there in her little pink outfit. The outfit is a bra and panty set with a matching sheer robe that just covers her ass. There are the three of us watching plus another couple in plain sight of Lisa. Kelly moves over, pulls on, and readjust Lisa's outfit. Lisa's looks over to my Husband as say "excuses me sir, can I ask you a question. He tells her sure. She asks if he finds her attractive in this outfit. He tells her she looks very sweet in it and he is sure away one else would think so also. She tells him that she was going for sexy not sweet. He tells her she should lose the robe, and he then turns to me. He asked me if I would find her sexier with or without the robe. I say without the robe is the way I would go. She pulls the robe off and is now standing just outside the changing room with only a sheer bra and panties on. She then looks at the guy from the other couple that is in the shop and asks him which he likes better. Before he could answer, his wife grabs him and pulls him out of the store. The sales woman comes over and tells Lisa she cannot be out her like this and that she needs to go back into the changing room. I look at the woman and tell her we do not mind. I say to me husband "do we honey" and he tells her nope not at all. Lisa goes back in and changes. When she comes out, we are standing close to the register and Lisa comes up to my husband, gives him a kiss on the check, and thanks him for the advice. He tells her no problem, then turns to the woman at the register, and tells her that this is on him and pays for Lisa's stuff and we all walk out together. As we are walking away from the place I tell Lisa that was great and did she see the look of total hatred that poor guy's wife was giving her. I tell her I bet that is the last time she brings him into a place like that. The next store we get to is Wolford's and I ask Kim if she wants an outfit from here or Victoria's and she tell us she never shop her before so she will try it. She tells me she will need to use my husband for a few minute. He tells her whatever she needs. My husband and her walk in the store. The three of us follow a few minutes later. Kim is talking to one of the clerks. She is asking for something that she could wear under a blazer and look professional. She tells the clerk that if she removes the blaze the look needs to be smoking hot. The reason she say to the girl, is she has been trying to get a raise at work but her boss has not been open to it. She tells the girl that she notices that he likes to hang around the girls that dress a little slutty and she wants to change that with some new outfits. My husband acting the part of her husband tells her I do not think my wife should have to dress like a common slut to get a raise. She tells him to watch it or she will not only dress like a total slut but that she might even let him fuck her on his desk. She tells him that she has seen the size of her bosses bulge in his pants and is sure he would have no problem pleasing her. The sale woman is not saying anything just looking at them as if she cannot believe what Kim just told him. Kim has picked out a lacy top with a built in bra and then picks out a thong to match. She then has the woman show her the dressing room and goes in to change. When she opens the door, my husband is there and the sales woman is just on the other side of the rack. She looks at him and asks him what he thinks. He tells her that the top is totally see through and that he and everyone else in the store could clearly see her nipples and that she might as well not even wear underwear if that little piece of string between her legs is all she is going to wear. She looks at him and says ok and pulls the panties off and says is that better and he tells her whatever. She goes back into the room and changes and when she comes back out, she hands the stuff to my husband, tells him to pay for this and that she needs a pair of stocking, and asks the clerk to get them for her. My husband pays for the stuff and we all head out. I look back at the clerk and she is pointing at Kim and telling the other clerk something. I am sure she was amazed that a wife would talk to her husband like that. I tell them that I am not sure I could top any of their stories without being arrested. The real reason was I just wanted each of us to get an extra prize and did not want to hurt anyone's feeling for not winning. I look at my husband and ask him if we can call it a tie and let each of us pick out a prize. He tells me that he was really looking forward to seeing what I would come up with but he could let it slide. He did say that I would owe him one. I ended up with my new shoes. Kim got a jacket and skirt to go over her new top and panties from Neiman Marcs. Kelly picked up a great new bikini from Speedo's, and Lisa ended up with a big terrycloth robe from Ralph Lauren. After a great dinner at the Capitol Grill, we head back to the cottage. We get back to the cottage around 8 p.m. and I notice Frank has his light on and I tell everyone that I think us girls should head over and make Frank's night. Lisa and Kim agree but Kelly says she is staying that it is her time for a spa treatment. So we head in and the three of us get dress up and head over to Franks. As we are walking over, we pass Kelly as my Husband is massaging her feet and I tell her to have a good time. My husband tells us not to worry he would make sure she was total satisfied. I knock on Frank's door and when he opens the door, he tells me to come in. I ask him if it was all right that I asked a few friends to come with me. He tells me who in their right mind would complain with a beautiful group of women like this comes to visit. He shows us in to the living room, than gets drinks for everyone. We spend some time talking about today. He tells us about his fishing trip and we tell him about are trip to the mall. When we get to Lisa's part, she stands up and shows off her little outfit she got. Lisa walks over, stands right in front of Frank and ask him what he thinks, and he tells her it is very lovely. She leans down, gives him a big kiss, and lets her hand run over the front of his pants. She tells him I guess you are not lying with a lump in your pants like that. She then turns around and sits on his lap and pulls his arms up around her. It only takes a few moments before he has his hands on her tits and is playing with her nipples through her bra. Kim moves over in front of them, reaches around her, undoes Lisa's bra, pulls it off, and then starts to kiss Lisa while Frank keeps play with Lisa's nipples. Kim starts to rub Lisa's pussy and Frank's cock. I move behind Kim and remove all of her cloths and then mine. Once I am done, I ask Frank if we can move into his bedroom. So we all head into his room and between the three of us, we strip Frank's cloths off and lay him down in the center of the bed. Kim and I lay down on either side of him so that are tits are at his face level and Kim has him sucking on her tit while her and I kiss each other. Lisa has moved in-between Frank's legs and is sucking on his cock. Kim then move up and straddled Frank. She then lowers her pussy onto his face. I stand up, lean against the wall, and pull Kim face into my pussy. Looking down I can see Frank licking Kim's pussy and watching her lick mine. Lisa has now moved up and is on top of Frank and is slowly fucking him and playing with Kim's nipples. Kim is the first to cum and she rolls off Frank. I kneel down and lower my pussy right onto Frank's mouth. I lean over and Lisa and I start to kiss while Frank is fucking her and eating me out. Lisa is the second to cum and when she moves off Frank I bend down and get in a 69 position with Frank. I start to work up and down on his cock quickly and can tell he is ready to cum. As he starts to cum, I take him the whole way into my mouth and hold the head of his cock in the back of my throat until I feel him stop cumming. I then slowly keep sucking him until he brings me off with his tongue. We all play around a little longer with each other and Frank. When he cums a second for the night in Kim's pussy he tell us he is done and thanks us for a great night. We all give him a kiss and head back over to my place. When we get there, my husband is just painting Kelly's toenails. He asks us how Frank is doing. I tell him I think it might be an early night for old Frank. I tell him that I think that might be one memory Frank's will remember for a long time. The three of us climb in the hot tub and watch as my husband finishes up Kelly's nails and then start to lick his way up her legs and soon has her legs over his shoulders and is licking her pussy and playing with her tits. Once again, he keeps it up until she has had multiple orgasms. This time when he bring her and puts her in the tub he moves over to my side and tell me that he thinks I might owe him a favor. I have him sit on the edge of the tub and I suck him off and let him come in my mouth. When he is done, we all sit back and relax for a while. He asked everyone if they had a good time and everyone agree it was a great day all the way around. When I was ready to head up to bed, I asked who was interested in coming with me and both my husband and Lisa came up with me. We climb into bed with Lisa between us. My husband and I both start sucking and licking Lisa tits and he is rubbing her clit while I am fingering her asshole and pussy getting them both wet. My husband then lifts her up on top of him so she is laying face up. He works his cock into her asshole and I move between their legs and start licking her pussy and playing with his balls. I can feel her shaking through her first orgasm but neither of us stops working on her. He cums in her ass and pulls his cock out. I have her roll over and start to rim her asshole out with my tongue and rubbing her clit. It only takes her a few minutes to cum a second time. I climb up, give her a kiss, then roll up next to her, and fall asleep. When I wake up in the morning Lisa is down sucking on my husband's cock and he is just sitting back and enjoying it. When he cums, I bend down and give her a kiss. Then we all clean up and head down stairs. We find Kim and Kelly asleep on the sofa in the family room naked and wrap in each other's arms. My Husband gives Kim a swat on the ass and tells her if she want breakfast before here treatment that she better get her ass moving. After breakfast Kim and my husband heads out to the deck for her treatment. Lisa, Kelly, and I all shower and play around doing each other's hair and trying out some of my makeup. I have a massive collection of Mac and Dior products. After an hour or so, we all head out to lie in the sun. As I am putting my suntan lotion on, I can see several boats that I am sure can see that the three of us are topless but I just lay back and do not pay any attention to them. I must have fallen asleep for a while. I come awake when I hear Kim moaning and telling my husband to suck her clit harder. I look around and can see my husband going down on her and playing with her tits. I also notice a boat that is just going by and can see the guys watching the action. I give them a wave and they all give us the thumbs up. My husband carries Kim over to the tub but she has him put her down next to it. She then leans over and points her ass right at him and tells him to fuck her and that she wants to feel him shoot cum into her pussy. So I watch as my husband moves up behind her and slides his cock into her. He then grabs her hips and starts to fuck her hard. He pulls her back onto his cock as hard as he can with each stroke. My husband then grabs her hair and pulls her back onto him hard as he lets his load shot into her pussy. He pulls his cock out of her pussy, pulls her around, tells her to clean his cock off, and pushes it into her mouth. She lets him slide it in and out of her mouth several times before they get into the tub. After a while the rest of us join them in the tub and just kick back. Lisa and Kelly plan to leave after lunch and Kim say she has to head out this afternoon also. I tell them that I think my husband has been a good sport all weekend and that I think we should all help to give him a massage. Everyone agrees and we get him on the table and each of use picks a different area to work on. Lisa and I start with his feet and Kim and Kelly are working on his hands. Each of us begins to work our way up his legs and arms. When I get to his cock I oil it up and Lisa and I take, turns letting him tit fuck us. Kelly and Kim are rubbing his face with their tits and letting him take turns sucking on their nipples. When he cums, he shots his load onto Lisa's tits and face. We then have him roll over and all four of us work on the back of his legs and back. When we are done he gives each of us a kiss and then we all head into the house for lunch. After lunch Lisa and Kelly, head out. Kim leaves shortly after they do. Before my husband and I leave, I get him to give me one more massage treatment. As I get on the table I notice Frank is out and wave to him. My husband tells me throughout the massage that Frank is just watching. When my husband starts to go down on me, I look over and Frank is just watching. I give him a wave to come over and he gets up and moves over to me. I tell him to pull is cock out and let me suck him as my husband is getting me off. By the time, he has his cock out I have already had my first orgasm and getting close to cumming a second time. As Frank starts to fuck my face, my husband has moved one of his hands down to my asshole and is fingering it. Frank starts to play with one of my tits while my husband is playing with the other. This puts me over the top and I have my second orgasm. When I come back down from this, my husband rolls me off the table and has me lay across it. He then starts to fuck me in the ass and Frank has moved back to fuck my face. Right when Frank is starting to cum, I pull him out and jack him off so that he can see his cum hitting me in the face. Shortly after that, I can feel my husband cumming into my asshole. My husband and I move over to the tub and climb in. I tell Frank thank you for helping me out and he heads back home without saying much. That is how I spent my 4th of July holiday.