Chapter Fifty-One

I fished in my purse for my key. Peter took it from me and unlocked the front door before handing it back to me. We walked into our living room, where Mom and Daddy were watching a sitcom on TV. They were both naked.

“Hi Melissa, hi Peter!” both of my parents greeted us in unison, which got us all snickering. There was an open bottle of wine on the couch table. It seemed to me that my parents had a little buzz going already.

“How was your date?” Daddy asked.

I looked at Peter who blushed a little.

Daddy roared with laughter, and said, “That good, huh?”

It made me blush, too. Mom was smiling as well.

Mom got up. “Okay, kiddos, why don’t you drop your clothes and I’ll get two more glasses. Greg, I think we need another bottle.”

“Coming up.”

Daddy went to the fridge and came back with a bottle of wine. He pulled the cork and poured four glasses. Peter and I had gotten undressed in the meantime. We grabbed towels and sat down on the love seat my parents had very recently bought. I guess with Jamie and I having significant others now, it made things a little easier for us to sit as couples. Grandma once said they were called courting seats, although she said real courting seats allowed you to sit face to face beside each other. It sounded cool.

“Cheers, Peter, Melissa,” Daddy lifted his glass. We all joined in and took a swallow. He got us involved in some small talk about where we had eaten, the movie we had seen, and so on.

I told them that the Walcotts had allowed Aaron to drive their SUV.

“It sucks that I have to wait more than two years before I can drive.”

“I’ll be more than happy to drive the two of you,” Mom said smiling, cutting her eyes at Peter.

“Yeah, to the mall,” I groaned. I hated being dependent on others to be able to do things like Kari could do. I was sure other girls like Amber didn’t have to ask their mom to take them someplace.

“What? You don’t like the mall anymore?” Mom asked feigning being surprised.

Daddy commented, “I think she’s hoping for someplace a little more adventurous.”

“More adventurous?” Mom reacted. She looked intently at me. “Where would you like to go that you think I won’t take you?”

She slightly cocked her face at me, and I instantly knew she was reminding me of the trip to the Formon’s sex store in the morning.

“Kari and Aaron are going to park down at the river. I’d like to be able to do that.”

“I’ll take you and Peter down to the river right now,” Mom shot back.

Daddy jumped in to the mix, “Why don’t I drive us all down to the river?”

They had taken Sarah there and fooled around with her in the backseat. I was happy that they would take me too. But that really wouldn’t work with what I had planned for Peter. While ass fucking in the back of a car or SUV might be fun someday, I wanted tonight to be on my bed.

I also thought about suggesting Daddy take us down the private dirt road just outside of the city where he had taken Sarah. I decided to wait until a more appropriate time and place to confront him with that.

“Thanks for the offer,” I carefully replied. “Maybe another time.”

“What happened to little ‘Miss Adventurous’?” Mom teased.

I almost changed my mind, but I just sat there and blushed. I glanced at Peter who was keeping his mouth shut. Nothing had happened to little Miss Adventurous. My looming plans for giving up my butt to Peter would show them that. I did like that Mom and Daddy were ready to do something like that with me if I wanted to.

******

We finished the glass of wine when Mom suddenly got up. “I think we need some snacks,” she said as she walked into the kitchen.

I followed her and cornered her in the kitchen.

“Mom, I need your help.”

“I’m almost afraid to ask.”

“You? Afraid? Ha!”

“So what do you need my help with?”

“Can you help me do the enema thing?” I delicately asked. “Like how Doris did it?”

She stared at me a moment. At the same time, I couldn’t help but recall just how much things had changed between us over the past few weeks. I was asking my mother to help get my little ass squeaky clean for my thirteen year old boyfriend to fuck it for his first time. I had asked her early in the week not to let him fuck her butt so I could be his first. The absurdity of it all wasn’t lost on me, but that was now my reality. As she stared at me, I also wondered if she was having the same kind of thoughts.

She really looked lost in thought. Was she considering if this was crossing one of her self-imposed boundaries? Daddy couldn’t fuck me, but was helping clean out her daughter’s butt for her young boyfriend okay?

“Run on upstairs and wait for me in my bathroom. I’ll be up in a few minutes.”

“What are you gonna do?”

She turned away and reached into a cabinet to get a couple bags of chips out. “Keep your father and Peter occupied while I hose you out. Or do you want them helping out, too?”

I frantically shook my head. Getting an enema was not one of my sexier moments. Peter didn’t need to see that.

I hugged her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. As I started to pull away, she put her hands on my shoulders stopping me. She pushed me back a little to look in my face.

“What?” I softly asked her. She looked a little conflicted for a moment, but then she moved her face close to mine and she kissed me on my lips.

I hugged her and this time she put her arms around my shoulders. Her mood seemed to change as well as she reached down and patted my butt.

“Go on upstairs, baby girl.”

I smiled at her and left the kitchen. Before going upstairs, I went into the family room.

“I’m going upstairs for a minute,” I announced.

Peter looked at me questioningly. I gave him a quick smile as I turned and walked back out.

As I passed the kitchen door, Mom came out with a couple bowls of chips. I walked up the stairs and I heard Mom tell Daddy and Peter to stay in the living room. When they asked her why, she just told them that we had to take care of some girl business.

******

A minute later she came into her bathroom with a big grin. Mom pulled out an enema bag from under her sink and started to fill it with warm water.

She put me through the same things that Doris had. I was a little less weirded out by it this time, except for the fact it was my own mom helping me.

“Lean forward and support yourself on the bathtub rim with your ass high in the air.”

I got into position. “Spread your legs a little.”

“Ouch,” I yelped. Mom had suddenly smacked both of my butt cheeks hard. “What did you do that for?” I rose up and rubbed my butt.

Mom smiled and shrugged. “I couldn’t help myself, baby girl. You’ve got such a cute and firm butt. It’s just so spankable.”

I leaned over again and sighed. What was it about adults liking to spank my butt so much?

I jumped a little when I suddenly felt Mom’s finger with some lube slide into my asshole a ways. She finger fucked me a little. I bit my bottom lip and glanced back at her. She was staring intently at what she was doing. Her other hand rested on my butt cheek. Even though we knew we were about to clean out my butt, I was getting seriously horny.

Then she pulled her finger completely out and slid the nozzle in. She started the flow of water and I felt the warm liquid run into me.

After the water had filled my tummy some, I started to cramp. So I asked her to stop. “Mom, I feel awfully full, it’s beginning to hurt a little,” I whined.

“You can take it, sweetie, just rub your tummy with one hand. That will make the cramps go away. Go in circular motions and don’t push too hard on you tummy.”

I rubbed like she had told me as the water kept running into my butt for a little longer. Finally I felt like I was ready to burst.

I was fidgeting and as the cramps came back only worse this time I yelled, “Mom! Stop!”

She pulled the nozzle out and I hurried to the toilet. The next few moments were exactly why I didn’t want Peter witnessing any of this. I remembered the sounds that came from me a few nights before at the Thomases. And just like with Doris, my giggling about it got Mom doing the same.

“What did you eat?” Mom asked, giggling as she held her nose.

“Mom!” I yelled, laughing with her. There wasn’t that much of a smell. She just wanted to be funny at my expense. I would let her have her fun, but payback was gonna be just as shitty for her.

Mom lit a scented candle as I kept passing gas ... among other stuff.

“Should you do that?” I asked. “Jamie says you can light farts.”

“I’m willing to risk it,” she replied, waving her hand in front of her nose. I rolled my eyes at her theatrics.

I was leaning on my upper thighs as I shook my head. When I lifted up to look at Mom, I saw her prepare another bag of water. I sighed and got up to lean over the bathtub again.

“Did you have someone help you do this when you made those pornos?”

“Melissa!” she half shouted and poked her head out the bathroom door.

“It’s just us, Mom. Peter isn’t here. Did you?”

She pushed the nozzle back in my butt hole and started the flow of the water again.

Mom sighed. “I had to do it by myself, so consider yourself lucky I’m helping you.”

“How many times would you do it?”

“As many times as it took.”

“Duh.”

“Honey, you may want to be a little kinder to the nice lady shoving the hose up your ass.”

“Sorry,” I simply replied.

“I had to make sure I was clean. Everyone involved in an ass to mouth scene had to be.”

I was quiet for a moment before I confessed, “I got off on sucking Bradley’s cock after he pulled it from one of our butts the other night.”

“Amazed you did it?”

“Gawd yeah.”

“I was after the first time I did it. It was such a taboo thing to do. But once I had done it for the first time, I wanted to do it more. I even volunteered sometimes. It was like I lost control of my senses, including my sanity. I loved the wild feeling of doing something so filthy and wrong.”

“I got so turned on,” I admitted. “I wanted to do it over and over. Is that sick?”

“We’re both sick if it is, sweetie.”

“It was like I couldn’t control myself. I think I would’ve done anything with them that night.”

Mom nodded. As she did, I saw something in her face that stuck with me. She knew exactly what I meant, but something was flashing through her mind as well. It looked like a mixture of panic and caution. She seemed hesitant to say more.

Finally I asked, “Do you do it for Daddy?”

She quickly came out of the little funk she had been in.

“Yes ... and others.”

“At orgies?”

“No, not a place to do something like that. Only when it was just a hook-up with a couple or two ... like Bradley and Doris.”

“So cool.”

“Are you planning to do it tonight with Peter?”

“Probably.”

“So cool,” she replied, smirking after mocking me. I smirked back at her.

She repeated the enema a third time, then the water finally came out clear. This enema stuff would never be my favorite part of getting my butt ready for the kind of things I planned to do that night.

I jumped in her shower to rinse off quickly while she cleaned up and put away the enema bag. She helped me towel off after I stepped out.

She hugged me to her. Our naked flesh wasn’t lost on me this time because her nipples were hard. I figured she was horny over the thought of helping me get ready to be butt fucked.

“You’re all ready for your boyfriend.”

“Mom?” I asked as she pulled away.

“Yes, dear?”

“Will you ... umm ... kinda explain things to Peter?”

“I can have a talk with him, but I think you can ...”

“No, Mom. I mean explain things like you did with me last night.”

“You don’t mean ...”

“An educational demonstration,” I sweetly smiled.

“Sweetie, I need to think about it.”

“There’s nothing to think about, Mom,” I asserted. “You already know you want to. Just admit it.”

“Melissa ...” she began, but I interrupted her.

“Mom, I want you there with me when he does it. Please, Mom? Do it for me? Your sweet baby girl?”

She snorted at my exaggerated smile.

“It does sound like fun.” She gave me a devilish grin.

I knew then that she would. I knew she couldn’t resist watching me with Peter. “Go to your bedroom, I’ll get your boy.”

******

In my bedroom, I got my new toys and the lube out. I left the ball sucker in the drawer for the time being. I planned to give it to Peter later that night. Looking at several of the dildoes, I tried to picture how it would feel to have Peter’s cock in my ass. Bradley’s had felt pretty good once I had gotten used to it. Peter’s wasn’t as big, but he wasn’t tiny. It certainly wasn’t gonna just slip inside me without pain if I wasn’t loosened up a little first.

I held up the strap-on and the attachment, it was definitely made for using in someone’s butt. I thought it would be cool if Mom would use it on me to get me ready, but I decided not to push it. I decided to put it back into the drawer.

Finally I noticed Peter at the door looking into my room. He seemed to be a little uneasy about what might be going on. His cock was already hard and sticking straight out. It looked a little wet, too. So Mom had probably sucked his cock some downstairs already. The thought occurred to me that I ought to be pissed off, but I wasn’t.

“Come on in, Peter,” I urged him, smiling wickedly at him. He looked at Mom who was right behind him and then back at me.

“Mel, what are you and your mom up to?”

I motioned for him to come over to my bed. He warily walked over, still looking back and forth between Mom and me. He knew we were up to something together. Having two older sisters, he had been on the receiving end of plenty of pranks from them.

He lay down next to me. Mom walked away from the door and out of sight. I leaned in and hugged him.

“Relax, lover, this will be fun for you. It’s the second half of your birthday present.”

I brushed my lips against his and he seemed to relax some. My tongue found its way into his mouth and we started to really make out. I held his face with my hands as he rolled me on my back and leaned over me.

“Thanks for a fun date, Peter,” I said between kisses. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close. His chest pushed against my boobies, I just wished I had more for him to push against. I tried to rub my nipples against his. It worked a few times and I felt my nipples getting hard.

He grinned. “You’re welcome. But I should thank you. That was my first time doing something like that in a movie theatre.”

I snickered. Then I kissed him some more before I said, “I want you to fuck me, Peter.”

He leaned up. “Mel, I don’t know, you’re on your period. Maybe we should wait till Sunday night.”

I smiled at my boyfriend. I had fully expected him to say that. I figured all boys and likely most men had the same squeamish attitude. It was something I hoped to change in Peter someday.

“I’ve got something else in mind, lover.” I then turned on my tummy and patted my butt.

“Are you serious?” Peter looked at me wide-eyed.

I turned back over and pulled him into a tight hug.

“Peter, I want to be your first.”

He still didn’t say anything.

“I had intended to do this on your birthday, but since it didn’t happen then, you’re gonna get the other half of your birthday present tonight.”

“You are serious,” he said unbelievingly.

I nodded. “You do like my butt, don’t you?”

“Fuck yeah! You have an awesome ass, Mel.” He palmed one of my naked butt cheeks, gently squeezing it. “Are you sure?”

“I told you yesterday on the phone that I want you to poke it.”

A second later Mom stepped into my room again and sat on the edge of my bed, too.

“Relax, Peter,” she encouraged him. “We want you to have fun. I wanted to do this with you Wednesday night, but Mel asked me to wait. She really does want to be the girl for your first anal sex.”

He broke into a big grin. “Well, in that case, now I know why you’ve got all those toys out,” he said somewhat in awe. Looking at Mom, “I didn’t know you had so many.”

I glanced at Mom who sorta shook me off with her eyes. Obviously now wasn’t the time to explain that these toys and more were actually mine.

Mom got the focus back on my butt. “I’ll help you. I’ve already gotten her squeaky clean inside and out while you were downstairs with Greg. Now, to get started, why don’t you make out some with her.”

We kissed, and then Peter lifted himself up enough to begin kissing his way down my neck. I closed my eyes and sighed appreciatively as he began licking and biting around my breasts. I massaged the back of his head as I watched him gently suck my nipples.

He kept taking each nipple between his teeth and stretched them out until he let them go and they snapped back. He repeated this several times and then lowered himself further until he was licking my belly button.

I knew he wasn’t likely to journey any further down my body. I really hoped he would change his mind in the future and not be so grossed out when I was on my period. I kept myself clean down there, and with my having a tampon in, he wasn’t going to encounter anything he wasn’t already familiar with. I knew better than to push him though. So I pulled his head back and urged him to move back up so we could kiss.

Mom smiled as she watched us for a short time before saying anything.

“You may want to turn your girlfriend over on her tummy,” Mom finally instructed him.

Peter kissed me again and then he twisted me by my shoulders to get me to turn over.

“Now, first you need to get your girlfriend completely relaxed. The more relaxed she is the easier it will be to open those tight muscles in her butt. Massaging her back, her upper legs, and her butt will work wonders.”

He had done a great job earlier that afternoon with my back. I wondered if he had ever massaged Mom as good as he had me.

Peter seemed a little shy with Mom around. He started tentatively at first, just squeezing my butt cheeks some, but with Mom giving him hints he was soon making me purr. It felt that good, even better than that afternoon.

“Graze her back and her flanks gently with your finger nails, move your hands backwards while doing that. Then it won’t scratch her,” Mom suggested.

I fidgeted some, especially when he scraped along my sides. I was getting goose bumps all over. It tickled a little, but what he was doing felt so fucking good. I just totally enjoyed the sensations on my back.

I heard Mom whisper something else but couldn’t understand what she said to him. But I felt it a second later. He bent over my back and started to kiss and lick up and down my spine. He touched each of my vertebrae with his tongue, running little circles around them. Now that really made me squirm. It sent shivers up and down my back.

He didn’t stop until he had reached the split of my butt cheeks. With both hands he squeezed them so deliciously, pushing them together and then pulling them apart again. In between his squeezing and massaging my firm flesh, he kissed and lightly licked my cheeks. If I didn’t have that stupid tampon in my pussy, I would have been getting the bed soaking wet.

Peter pushed my legs apart and moved between them, looking straight at my open slit. He pulled my cheeks apart and then licked along my cleft until he had reached my butt hole. He licked all around it and then tried to push his tongue into it. I tried to relax even more and felt his tongue pushing a little ways through my tight opening. I started to moan.

I once again heard Mom whisper something to Peter, and just a second later I felt a finger touch my butt hole. Apparently it had been lubed because it slipped into my ass easily. I glanced back and saw Peter hovering over my behind. Slowly he pushed his finger deeper and started to finger fuck my ass.

“I can feel your tampon in your pussy, Mel,” he said softly.

“Well,” I heard my mom say, “there is only a thin membrane separating vagina and rectum. You’ll also find out how different your girlfriend’s ass feels around your cock compared to her pussy.”

After about a minute Mom said, “I think, Mel is ready to move on to something a little bigger.”

She handed him the smaller butt plug, told him lube it, and then explained to my boyfriend that he should slowly insert it in my ass so that the muscles could be opened up.

I felt the tip of the butt-plug replace his finger. Peter exerted a little more pressure, and the plug slipped through my still pretty tight opening into my ass. It didn’t hurt as it slipped into my ass, but I groaned at the full feeling in my rectum. I tried to relax reminding myself that I wanted Peter’s cock in there soon.

I squirmed a little, and after watching for a minute, Mom stretched along side of me. Our faces were next to each other and Mom gently held my face and started to kiss me. Her kisses were soft and tender at first, but then she started to push her tongue into my mouth.

I groaned again. Mom was turning me on as much as Peter was. It felt so good to have her tongue in my mouth.

Then Peter had the plug all the way in my rear and started to fuck me with it. Mom lifted up some and looked at my butt.

“Mel,” Mom breathed hotly, “I wish you could see how nasty this looks.”

It felt pretty nasty, too, having Peter working on my ass while my mother was French-kissing me. But that was what I had wanted. I had wanted to be included, and I had also wanted to know that my mom was fine with what I was doing.

I noticed Peter’s eyes moving back and forth between what I was doing with Mom and the toy he was working in my butt. I wondered if watching me with my mom was a bigger turn on than watching one of his sisters with his own mother. Maybe it was the newness of what I was doing. Then again, maybe it was the fact he was into a threesome with his girlfriend and her mom. Whatever it was, his cock was hard and throbbing.

Out of the corner of my eyes I saw some movement at my bedroom door and realized that Daddy was filming the scene on my bed with our camera.

“Daddy, seriously?” Couldn’t my posterior get pillaged without saving it for posterity?

“For educational purposes,” Daddy said, half snickering.

“You’re the one who asked, dear,” Mom added.

“I said demonstration, not exploitation,” I said, moaning just a little when Peter pushed the toy a little firmer into my ass.

Mom said, “You’ll love watching this later, sweetie.”

I suspected a lot of people would be watching this later. At least she owned up to it. I probably should’ve given her more grief about making movies of me without asking first, but I was feeling too good to complain anymore about it though.

Peter didn’t seem to care at all. He was too focused on my butt. Guys are too fucking easy when it comes to sex.

I wondered who all would get to see that video. I remembered the last time Peter and I had together watched a video of us. His and my parents had been downstairs with us, along with Jamie and Sarah. Watching the video together had turned into a wild and fun sex session.

Mom sat up and told Peter to pull the plug out of my ass slowly and then use the larger one to open me up even more.

“Oohh, Mel, you are already opening up so nicely,” she said as she pulled my cheeks apart. I noticed that Daddy had moved further into my room and behind me. I figured he was getting a good shot of my open ass. I knew I wanted to see that video as soon as possible.

“Use the larger one now,” Mom said to Peter as she handed him my other butt-plug. “This one will open her up a little more so she can then take your cock comfortably in her ass.”

I turned my head and looked back. Peter had grabbed the bottle with the lube and greased the larger butt-plug up. Mom pulled my cheeks apart again and Peter started to slowly insert the big plug into my asshole.

I groaned a little as the larger plug spread me open. Damn, it felt huge in my butt. Its widest part just had to be bigger than any cock, except John Meyer’s perhaps. I was sure at that moment I would never let that boner near my butt.

Peter had done a good job lubing the plug. He pushed gently into me and worked that big thing into my ass. And after about a minute I was able to take it very well.

Mom suggested that he spend a little more time fucking me with it until it slid in and out easily. “That way she’ll be more comfortable taking your cock in her ass,” she told him. I was getting even hornier as Peter fucked me with it, I felt like I might cum soon.

Apparently the men were getting quite horny, too. I saw now not just Peter but also Daddy sporting raging hard-ons.

Mom reached for the bottle with the lube and squeezed some into her hand. She grabbed Peter’s cock and lubed it.

“Peter,” she whispered hoarsely, “I think Mel is about ready for your cock in her ass. Why don’t you hand me the butt-plug. Put some lube into her open butthole and rub it around her opening.”

She turned to me. “Mel, you want to get on your knees and shoulders so that your ass is sticking up high in the air.”

I quickly got into position and put my head on my pillow. With my head turned to the side I could at least see some of what was going on behind me. The slippery gook felt cool on my distended ass hole as Peter rubbed the lube into my ass opening.

I twisted my head a little more and saw Peter’s cock in Mom’s hand. She told him to scoot a little closer and she helped him to line it up with my butt hole.

“Go slow Peter,” I hissed, as I felt the tip of his cock against my asshole. He held me by my hips and pressed forward working his cock slowly into my rectum. Suddenly, my mouth gasped open and my body sort of jerked and tightened for a few seconds as I remained still.

I moaned as the mushroom shaped top squeezed through the muscle ring. It popped through and he pushed deeper into my ass. I was trying to adjust to its size. He felt big even though he had opened me with my new butt plugs.

“Gawd, you’re big. Take it easy, Peter,” I groaned. He wasn’t as big as Bradley or the butt plug. I felt hardly any pain this time.

Peter had pushed his cock all the way into my ass and held still for a few seconds before he started to move, tentative at first and unsure of my reaction. But when he realized that I was pushing back against him, he sped up.

“Oh wow, you’re tight back there, Mel, you’re squeezing my cock so good.”

“Does it feel good?” I asked him. He thrust into me deeply, which pretty much answered that question.

“It feels great.” His breath was becoming quicker.

“Better than my pussy?”

It was a trick question. Well, maybe more of a test than a trick. I wondered how I would feel if he dissed my cunt.

“No, not better, just different.”

Great answer. My boyfriend was a smart boyfriend.

I glanced around my room. The whole situation was absurd. Peter was fucking my ass, his first ever butt fuck, in front of my parents. Mom’s hand was underneath me, squeezing and toying with a breast. She had even helped me get ready to do this. And Daddy was video recording everything so he could share with others, and maybe even masturbate to it later.

What happened to my normal family? Not that I was complaining. Being able to have sex pretty much whenever or wherever in the house I wanted was awesome. But it wasn’t that long ago that I thought I had an average family. I then wondered if any family was normal. Was ‘being normal’ in the eyes of others just something to hide behind?

What would the neighbors say if they could see what was happening in our house through a window? Would they think we were weird and call the cops? Or would they masturbate while watching? Or both?

“Spread your legs open a little more,” Mom instructed, as Daddy tried to slip the camera underneath me to get a different angle of Peter’s cock fucking my butt.

While Daddy did his best to get a great shot, Mom reached out and began playing with his swollen shaft. It looked almost angry. The head looked so yummy, so smooth and shiny. The ridge at the base was so well defined. I just knew it would feel great inside my body. I really wished he would take Peter’s place after he finished. It would make the whole night perfect. I knew that would never happen though.

When Daddy moved away from us, I finally made myself focus solely on my boyfriend. I wanted this to be special for him. Something he would always fondly remember. The first time he fucked my ass, anyone’s ass.

I began to move with him, making it feel even better for both of us. He really had the perfect cock to be doing this.

“Fuck ...” Peter blurted out. His cock was thrusting more urgently. It caused me to moan as well. I definitely planned to do this a lot more with him.

“Fuck me, Peter, fuck me hard, lover!” I urged him on. I was so turned on that I pushed back against him forcefully, meeting each thrust, taking him as deep in me as possible. The combination was getting me closer to cumming.

Peter really didn’t need any more encouragement. He was just as turned on as I was. He slammed into me hard, over and over, pushing his cock in all the way each time. I even felt his balls slapping against my pussy.

“That’s it, lover, give me your sexy cock, pound my tight little ass,” I panted. Peter just groaned.

Daddy kept on filming as Mom pulled him closer to my bed. She suddenly leaned forward, opened her lips and guided his cock into her mouth. She started to suck his cock and held his balls in her hand.

I saw Mom reach behind her and I felt her hands on my pussy with a finger slipping into my slit searching for my clit. She found it and I immediately started to moan. I felt like I was going to float with Peter fucking hard into my ass and Mom’s finger massaging my clit firmly.

“Oh, Gawd, Mom, keep doing that to my clit,” I blurted out.

“I can feel your Mom’s hand on my balls,” Peter moaned.

Then there was sudden movement next to me. Mom got on my bed next to me and stretched out. I watched her legs come open with her knees high. Daddy knelt between her legs and lined his stiff dick up with Mom’s slit. Just a second later he pushed home. He began fucking her hard.

The sounds from all of us were just as much a turn-on as what we were doing. There were the squishy sounds, the bed bouncing, flesh slapping together, and the moans.

Mom and Daddy certainly weren’t shy with the things they said to each other.

“Yes, yes, yes ... fuck me, fuck me,” Mom’s whispered.

“Take my cock, slut,” Daddy blurted out.

“Give it to me, you fucking pervert,” Mom practically growled at him.

“You’re the pervert, bitch,” he growled. “What kind of woman likes watching her daughter getting fucked in her ass?”

“Your very, very, dirty little slut,” she lustily replied. “Look at your baby girl. See how hot she looks? Look at that boy’s cock fucking her tight little ass. You’re enjoying this just as much as me, you filthy bastard.”

Daddy groaned as he fucked into her hard. The intensity between them was so fucking sexy. It had me demanding Peter to fuck my slutty little ass. We all were getting wound up in everything that was going on.

Then Mom said something that surprised me, if that was even possible.

“She’s so young, honey. Just a little girl.”

“Oh, sweet fucking Jesus,” he groaned loudly. Mom smiled.

She continued, “Just like the other little girls you’ve fucked.”

Daddy stared intently down at her.

“Fuck me like I’m one of those girls, sweetie,” she urged him. “Fuck my pussy. Pound it!”

The intensity of their fuck amazed me.

“Fuck me, Greg, fuck me!”

Peter was getting into it as well. He seemed determined to keep pace with my father, slamming himself in me. It was a damn good thing I was already loose enough for him. His hands held my hips tight as he stabbed in and out.

Moments later, my body lost it. Listening to my parents, and the cock moving in my ass sent me well over the edge. I pushed my head in my pillow and screamed as my orgasm hit me. I wasn’t sure but I thought that I passed out for a second as I went over the edge. I wondered if that was normal, but at that moment I didn’t care too much to ask.

Peter suddenly rutted hard into my ass, and then he pushed real deep and held still. “Jesus fucking Christ!” he loudly grunted.

I could feel his cock jerking, shooting his sperm into my intestines. While he was cumming, he squeezed my hips tightly. I wondered if I would have bruise marks in the morning. Those would be a different kind of a hickey.

After Peter was spent, he held still leaning against my upturned butt. We were both panting trying to catch our breath. Weakly I stretched my legs out and I lay flat on my tummy with Peter still holding himself to me. His cock had softened some and slipped out of me.

I turned my head to the side and I could see Mom and Daddy were getting close to their own orgasms. Mom was grabbing the sheets so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She was moaning and her breath was a little ragged. Suddenly she went limp as she yelled, “Ah, yes, fuck yes, fuck yes ...” over and over.

Daddy was leaning on his elbows with his eyes closed and stroked a couple more times into Mom before he went as deep as he could. He held his cock there for a few seconds and let out a long groan, shooting his cum into her. He thrust a few more times as he rode out his orgasm. He finally lay down on his side next to her, his arm draped across her.

All you could hear in my room was the deep breathing of four people who had just had an orgasm. It was a little crowded on my bed with four people on it. I wondered how much persuasion it would take to get a larger bed.

I was a little worn out. But at the same time I was floating high. I had just had a foursome on my own bed with my boyfriend and parents. It was becoming a bit of a habit to have my parents fucking beside me in my bed. I had done the same with Peter and his parents on the night of his birthday.

Again I thought about the absurdity of the whole situation. I didn’t know where things would eventually lead us, but I never wanted things to go back to the way we had been before though.

I was loving it.

******

As my strength came back I looked at Mom. We grinned at each other.

“You looked hot getting fucked by Daddy,” I said to Mom who blushed.

“You and Peter weren’t exactly a turn-off either, baby girl,” Daddy said with a smirk.

“Yeah, I could tell,” I chuckled.

I tried to move between Mom’s legs. I thought it would be cool to show Peter the kinds of things I did with her now. Perhaps Mom wouldn’t mind sucking some of Peter’s cum out of my ass either. After all she had done it before in some of the porn movies she had starred in. I thought that would be awesome to watch.

She caught on to what I was up to.

“Don’t, Mel,” Mom whispered, weakly objecting. She glanced briefly at Peter.

“Mom?” I whispered.

“We need to talk about this some more,” she quietly said, but I was sure Peter could hear.

I asked Peter to go get cleaned up. He left my room reluctantly afraid he would miss out on something interesting.

“Mom, I’ve sucked Daddy off before. I’ve tasted and swallowed his cum.”

“This is different, Mel, you’d be licking it from your Mom’s pussy,” Daddy sided with her.

“I’ve licked Mom’s pussy before. And I wouldn’t be doing anything behind your backs,” I insisted.

“Still ...” Mom wasn’t ready to let go yet.

A devious thought hit me. I didn’t see any need to talk about something that was eventually gonna happen anyway.

I scrambled over Mom and moved so that my butt was over her face with mine over her pussy. I quickly glanced between my legs and saw a string of Peter’s cum dangling from my ass. A second later it dropped on Mom’s chin close to her lips. She groaned, but her tongue snaked out and she licked it and sucked it into her mouth.

I dove in. I licked all around her pussy lips and her clit. I moved her legs apart a little and she didn’t resist me anymore. I sucked at her opening and I got a mixture of Daddy’s cum and Mom’s own juices.

I glanced up momentarily and saw Peter had come back and was stroking his once again hard cock. I knew the inspiration for that. I wondered what he thought seeing me with my mother. Did it remind him of doing the same with his own?

I got busy again with Mom. It was difficult to stay on her pussy though as her hips started to move. I was making Mom horny again, but I sensed she wasn’t ready to cum again quite so soon.

A quick sideways glance at Daddy told me that he was also turned on again. His cock was no longer soft and he was stroking it slowly while watching me licking his cum out of my mom’s pussy. He grabbed the camera and started filming again.

Would they dare show that part of the video to any of our friends?

I had gotten most of Daddy’s cum from Mom’s pussy as I looked up at Daddy and into the camera. My face was probably smeared with his and Mom’s juices. I licked my lips sensuously.

“You fucked Mom real good, Daddy. You left a rather big cream-pie. But wouldn’t you have rather been the one fucking my ass instead of Peter?” I asked with a big grin.

“Melissa!” Daddy almost scolded me. But he didn’t stop the camera.

“Well, wouldn’t you?”

“He wouldn’t have, Melissa,” Mom got into the discussion, “because he wouldn’t betray my trust. And what I told you on the way back from camping about fucking with your father still applies,” she reminded me sternly. Shit, she was in mom mode again.

I glanced at Daddy’s cock. I so would have loved to have it in my pussy or my ass. And it looked like that thought had really turned him on as well. His cock had gotten steely hard and was sticking straight out again.

I sighed. I knew he wouldn’t break Mom’s rule. But perhaps at least Peter could spend the night with me. After our first date Mom had taken him home. But we had become a couple since then. Would Mom and Daddy see things differently now?

“Can Peter spend the night?” I asked.

Mom looked at me a little surprised. “I don’t see why not, Mel. We’ve allowed Sarah and Jamie to spend nights together.”

“We’ve never talked about it though,” I interjected.

“Sweetie,” Daddy cut in, “we don’t have any objections to Peter spending the night with you here or at his home. You can do that when school has started again, too. But,” he looked at me and Peter sternly, “school comes first. Keep your grades up, and we’re okay with it. Let your grades slip and everything comes to a screeching halt. That goes for cheerleading, too. Do I make myself perfectly clear?”

“Perfectly. I promise to study hard.” Peter nodded in agreement.

“So do your homework and your studying, as well as your chores around here. And you, Peter, I expect the same attention from you to your studies and your chores at home. Then you can have all the fun you want. Deal?”

“Deal.” Peter and I answered at the same time. We looked at each other and snickered.

Mom added, “I expect you two to get plenty of sleep as well. If I catch you two dragging out of here on school mornings, then we’ll have to adjust things. Also, young lady, the first time you wake up the whole house during the night, we’ll have to have another discussion. Remember, your pillow is your friend. Stuff it in your mouth.”

I bit my lip and blushed.

“Let’s leave the two love birds to themselves, Greg.” Mom had gotten up and was ready to leave. Daddy had stopped the camera and pointed it away.

“Good night, you two,” Mom said.

“Sleep well,” Daddy chimed in.

Both turned towards my bedroom door, but I didn’t want this to be over yet.

“Don’t I get a goodnight kiss?” I asked.

Mom sighed. But then she turned around and climbed on my bed again. She planted a rather chaste kiss on my cheek. Before she could pull away, I held her head and kissed her lips softly.

We both knew I was pushing things. She was doing what she always did with me - keeping things from going beyond a point where she might allow things she didn’t want to happen. I was not ready to give in yet.

“I think Peter would like a goodnight kiss, too,” I urged her. “You’ve kissed him a lot, too. It shouldn’t be a big deal.”

Peter had lain down on the other side of me and watched me and Mom intently.

Mom gave an exaggerated sigh. “Are you really sure you want me to kiss your boyfriend?” she asked, trying to provoke me. She did a good job of it, too. I had pushed her, and now she was pushing back by giving me what I thought I wanted. I could almost hear her thoughts - be careful what you ask for.

She leaned over and kissed Peter very lovingly. Their mouths were open and I could see their tongues snaking in and out of the other’s mouth. Peter certainly wasn’t shy about intimately kissing my mom.

I wanted to be jealous. I thought I ought to be, but I wasn’t. She was my mother. She was no more a threat to me than Peter was to Daddy.

I chuckled and looked at Daddy. “Mom is really good at this kissing stuff, isn’t she?”

He looked a little embarrassed. He had started filming again, but with his free hand he stroked his rock-hard dick. I was surprised he was doing it so openly, especially with Peter in the room. I wasn’t sure what the proper etiquette was during a foursome that included your parents.

Leaning over me had Mom sticking her butt up in the air. She moved over me and started to kiss me just like Peter. We really got into it. I didn’t even mind that she drooled some into my mouth.

Suddenly her body started to rock back and forth. Her face was over mine with our lips glued together. I felt more than saw that Peter was still next to me watching us. So it had to be Daddy who was fucking Mom again from behind. I didn’t blame him. Mom and I had to be pretty hot to watch.

I reached down a little and cupped both of her breasts with my hands. Mom groaned into my mouth as Daddy was pounding her hard. She mumbled something into my mouth which I couldn’t really understand, but it sounded like she objected to something.

I pushed her by her shoulders and moved from underneath her. It was such a hot scene, Peter stroking his hard cock watching Daddy fucking Mom.

I knelt next to Daddy and whispered in his ear, reminding him of what he told me the previous night that she liked.

“Get her to lie down and fuck her like last night. Then I can kiss and suck her tits again.”

Daddy’s eyes lit up and he made a deep lusty groan. It was obvious his memory of the previous night was a good one.

He pulled out of Mom who looked at him confused.

“Roll over on your back, baby,” Daddy huskily stated. Mom did as he had requested, but she still looked confused. Daddy moved on his knees between Mom’s legs, propping her legs up against him. I grabbed his cock to line it up with Mom’s pussy. He pushed forward and Mom started to moan again.

I moved up and knelt next to her chest. I looked at Peter and we made eye contact. I just slightly moved my head like I wanted him to move closer. He understood immediately.

Peter knelt opposite from me and we both started to kiss Mom’s nipples. Peter wrapped one hand around her breast and gently squeezed and massaged it while sucking on her nipple.

I was licking her other nipple when she suddenly arched her back and yelled out, “Oh, Greg, the kids are licking my tits so good!”

“Yeah, I bet, you slut. You like your daughter and her boyfriend sucking your tits while I’m fucking you.” Daddy was really getting into it again.

Their banter was pretty wild. It was clear they liked talking dirty to each other. It was sexy. It was all the more sexy because they were letting go and doing it in front of me and Peter.

“I bet you would really like her boyfriend to fuck you again, too. Wouldn’t you?”

Mom didn’t answer. Her moaning told the story though. She had her eyes closed and I guessed she was imagining that it was Peter’s cock pounding into her.

I felt her hand snaking down my body searching for my pussy. I moved my legs apart a little more so she could have easier access to my cunt. With two fingers she was rubbing and squeezing my clit.

Her other hand had moved down to Peter’s cock and she was stroking it. I thought I saw some pre-cum on its tip. My boyfriend liked my mom’s hand masturbating him. I couldn’t blame him, and I bet that her hand felt as good to him as her other hand did on me.

I had been turned on before, but her fingers made me incredibly horny. My legs seemed to have a mind of their own, opening and closing, reacting to the sensations my clit was experiencing.

I needed more than just Mom’s fingers, though. Shit, why did I have to on my period? I knew Peter wouldn’t fuck me. And Daddy wasn’t permitted to put his cock into me.

The video I had watched earlier with the Clarks came to mind, and I immediately knew what I had to do.

I leaned a little closer to Peter and whispered in his ear, “Want to fuck Mom?”

He cocked his head and stared at me.

“What are you up to?” he quietly whispered back.

I just grinned as I moved away from him and next to Daddy.

My mouth was next to his ear. “Let Peter fuck Mom now so you and I can play,” I softly said, moving my hand to rub his butt.

“No,” he panted, staring down at Mom.

“Wouldn’t you like to rub your dick in my slit like you did when I was blindfolded?”

Daddy groaned and turned his head toward my face.

“I watched the video this afternoon with the Clarks, Daddy. I’d like to see you do that to me without a blindfold.”

He groaned again. Suddenly he moved back from Mom, pulling out of her.

Mom opened her eyes. “Why did you stop?” she asked confused.

“Peter, why don’t you take over,” Daddy urged him.

He quickly moved between Mom’s legs. I thought he might’ve been too eager, but I had put the thought in his head moments before. He didn’t need any help finding my mom’s opening and pushed his stiff cock into her just a second later.

I lay down on my back next to Mom as Peter was thrusting into her. Daddy grabbed a pillow and pushed it under my butt to move it up higher. With his hands around my ankles he pulled my legs straight up. He knelt next to my ass and I felt his cock on my slit making my clit hard and extra sensitive to the touch.

Looking at Mom, I saw her smile and then I knew it was okay with her. She was rather content, especially with a thirteen-year-old boy fucking her. Plus, with my pussy plugged up by a tampon, she probably wasn’t concerned about Daddy actually fucking me. Pushing his cock against me seemed okay with her. After all, she had even helped Daddy do that during the blindfold game with me.

Daddy humped against me a little, the head of his cock rubbing along my slit, but focusing mostly around my clit. I was glad that Daddy’s cock was slippery with Mom’s juices. It felt so warm against my pussy.

“Are you going to fuck her,” Peter anxiously asked Daddy. It sounded like he hoped Daddy would.

“Not quite, Peter,” he replied, with a touch of regret that I was sure Mom picked up on as well.

“Hold my cock and rub it against your pussy,” Daddy demanded hoarsely. “Quickly, I’m close, baby girl.”

Daddy kept staring into my eyes. I was surprised he was so close to spurting.

He rested my ankles on his shoulders and then turned his head sideways kissing them repeatedly, never losing eye contact with me. He was totally lost in his lust. At that moment I so wished I didn’t have that tampon in my pussy and Daddy could fuck me for real. But he just kept on rubbing his cock along my slit with my hand directing the tip of it against my swollen and hard clit.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on just his cock rubbing on my clit oh so good. I wanted to cum with Daddy with his dick between my legs.

Closing my eyes I tried to imagine a different scene. Daddy would be hovering over my body touching my tits with his hands as I spread my legs open for him. It wasn’t Mom lying next to me but Sarah, and we were both taking turns fucking our fathers. The moans I heard from Mom would instead be coming from Sarah as Bob fucked her just as good as Daddy was fucking me.

The nastiness of that scene playing in my mind pushed me close to the edge. I could feel my orgasm coming as the muscles in my tummy started to contract and my legs began trembling against Daddy’s body.

Daddy moved faster against my pussy. I held his cock down firmly against me, forcing it to push hard on my clit. Then it hit me all at once. My body tightened up and I moaned loudly as the first wave of my orgasm washed through me. My shoulders arched off the bed and I completely lost it.

“Oh, Gawd, baby girl. Here it comes!” Daddy howled and a thick rope of cum splashed on my tummy up to my tits.

I raised my head. I wanted to see his cum flying out of the slit in the tip of his cock.

“Cum on me, Daddy,” I growled. “Oh, Gawd, yes!”

I watched several more spurts and then just some drops appearing on his cock head. I kept stroking his cock wanting to get all of it.

Daddy pushed my hands away. “Careful, baby girl,” he said, breathing heavily. “It’s real sensitive now.”

Some of his cum was on my fingers. I stuck them in my mouth sucking his cum of them sensuously.

Daddy chuckled. “Oh, God, you can be so nasty.”

I grinned back at him. “Like mother, like daughter?” I asked, rubbing my forefinger softly along my cum-covered bottom lip.

Daddy snorted and shook his head. I swiped some more of his cum off my tummy and put it in my mouth.

From next to me, I heard loud slapping noises as Peter’s hips slammed against Mom’s butt. He was thrusting into Mom really hard. He had already spurted his junk four times that day. It was taking him a little longer to cum now. Mom didn’t appear to mind though. She was cumming over and over. I felt a perverse since of pride that my boyfriend could do that to her. She had her arms wrapped around Peter pulling him tightly against her chest. Their lips were glued together.

Peter raised his upper body. It looked like he was ready to cum, too.

“Pull out, sweetie,” Mom panted, “Cum on my tummy, too.”

He pulled out and Mom reached down to stroke his cock. Just a few seconds later he groaned loudly, squirting on her.

I moved over to Mom and licked her tummy, getting Peter’s cum off of her.

Mom pulled her hand from his cock, looking at it closely. It got my attention as well. She chuckled. I stared at Peter wondering how he was about to react.

“Looks like another first for Peter tonight,” she said grinning.

Peter looked down at his dick and saw the smears of blood on it. “Shit, are you okay?” he immediately asked mom.

Mom laughed a little. “Yes, Peter, I’m okay. I knew I was close to starting my period. I guess I was just a little closer than I had figured.”

His scrunched up face told everything. He was totally grossed out.

“Oh, come on, Peter,” I said, “I bet you couldn’t tell the difference when you were fucking Mom.”

He thought about it for a moment. He still didn’t seem too happy about it, but then he shrugged his shoulders. “It didn’t feel any different. I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later.”

I nodded emphatically and kissed him. “You’re a real man now, lover. Your first ass fuck and your first period fuck!”

Peter slapped my butt. I giggled.

Mom and Daddy just snorted.

“I better clean up again,” Peter said, and left for the bathroom.

“Honey, I could use something to drink,” Mom said as she wiped the blood off her hand with a tissue.

Daddy seemed happy enough to take a break at that point.

I hugged Mom. “Thanks for a great evening. Daddy doing it again was so neat, especially after seeing the video earlier.”

She kissed me. Then she said, “And his rubbing against you didn’t even bother you this time like it did then. Imagine that,” she said with a little playful sarcasm.

I chuckled a little. I got up and got a towel for Mom to lie on. I didn’t want her to make a mess of my bed like I had of Doris and Bradley’s. One crime scene was enough. I was sure I would always be embarrassed about that.

Peter and Daddy came back together. Daddy carried a tray with four glasses and the bottle. Peter held a pitcher with some ice water and water glasses. He poured us all a glass of water, and Daddy some more wine for us all.

We rested against the headboard. Peter had his arm around me and Daddy’s was around mom. We were just cuddling some, giving the guys a chance to recover while we drank. I hadn’t realized how thirsty I was.

Daddy suddenly said, “Well, Peter, among other fine happenings tonight we got a seventy-one.”

We all looked at Daddy uncomprehendingly. “What’s a seventy-one, Daddy?”

He grinned and said, “You girls did a sixty-nine with two guys watching.”

We groaned at his lame joke. “Don’t quit your day job, Daddy.”

He chuckled. “Okay, okay, if you didn’t like that one, how about this one. Why shouldn’t we guys let a girl touch our cocks?”

We all shrugged.

“Well, look at girls, they already broke off theirs!”

Mom and I groaned again. Mom certainly didn’t marry him for his jokes. Peter kept out of this one. He was a smart boyfriend indeed.

“I’m cutting you off, mister,” Mom punched my father’s shoulder lightly. “Then you can play with your cock all by yourself.”

Daddy started singing an old tune with a pitiful voice and badly off key. “All by myself, Don’t wanna be all by myself ...”

Mom and I quickly scrambled to touch his cock. “Okay, okay. We’ll play with your cock, but only if you stop singing.”

Daddy grinned at Peter. “Works every time.”

There was some more good natured kidding around between the four of us. We were all totally relaxed.

The neat thing was it looked like my parents were now more comfortable having sex in front of me and Peter, and even doing some things with me while Peter was watching. I was happy how everything had turned out so far. I had wanted to be included, and I felt that I really was now. I was a very happy girl.

I tousled Peter’s hair some and wrapped a strand around my fingers. We kissed tenderly from time to time while talking with my parents.

Mom hugged me and softly said, “I’m glad Peter is your boyfriend.” She looked into my eyes and kissed me. “Thanks for sharing him with me occasionally. That’s pretty big of you.”

I sighed. I was so tempted to say that I expected her to share Daddy with me. But I knew that this was the wrong moment to bring that up. I hoped that at some point in the not too distant future she wouldn’t object to me fucking Daddy. But I had to be satisfied with the things she permitted me to do with him, at least for now. Oh well, I thought, it was better than nothing at all.

Mom surprised me when she leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Thanks for understanding sweetie.”

Fuck if she didn’t know what I was thinking! I hated that she could read my thoughts like that.

Not that I really did understand though.

Peter and Daddy looked at us curiously, obviously wondering what we were whispering about. Mom just smiled and said, “Girl talk.”

I drank some more of the wine and then looked at Peter. “Ready for another round?”

I looked at his cock, it wasn’t completely hard, but it wasn’t completely soft anymore either. I guessed sitting naked with his girlfriend and her mother, who both wanted to have sex with him, was pretty exciting. I handed him my glass and he put it down on my nightstand.

“You know what’s weird though, Mom?”

She looked at me guardedly. “What?”

“I can’t decide if Peter’s cum tastes better or Daddy’s. How about a taste test?”

“I vote for my husband’s,” Mom said with a huge grin. Peter feigned being insulted and folded his arms in front of his chest.

“I vote for Peter’s.” I smiled.

“I’ll remember that, baby girl.” Daddy shook a finger at me mockingly.

I leaned over Peter and kissed the tip of his cock before letting it slide into my mouth. I moved between his legs without letting go of his shaft which was rapidly getting steely hard again. I liked that my boyfriend could get hard for me so quickly even after having cum so many times already.

Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Mom moving between Daddy’s legs also. We looked at each other for a second and we both grinned. We were both about to suck our own lover’s cock.

Daddy groaned. “Oh, you dirty girls. You just can’t get enough, can you?”

I took my mouth off Peter’s cock, but kept it close to my face. I gently slapped it on my bottom lip as I asked, “Does it turn you on Daddy? Watching your baby girl sucking Peter’s cock?”

“Shit, yes girl, you look so hot with his cock in your mouth.”

“You’ve seen his cock getting sucked before though, right Daddy?”

Mom even moaned at that and then really got into sucking her husband’s cock. She threw me a sultry look as she took Daddy deep into her throat.

I knew how to do that too. I went to work on my boyfriend’s cock and tried to do all the things Mom had shown me the prior night. I licked the piss slit and wrapped my tongue around the rim of his cock head. Peter was groaning. Then I kept my lips on just the mushroom shaped head twisting my head slightly from side to side before I took him deep.

Peter couldn’t keep his hips still and his whole body was jerking. “Oh yeah, Mel, keep doing that. Your mouth feels so good on my cock,” he panted.

Daddy was talking dirty to Mom as she increased the intensity of her sucking. “Umm, yeah, show your daughter how it’s done. You’re such a dirty, dirty mother letting our daughter watch you do nasty things to her father. And her boyfriend is even watching while our baby girl sucks him, too. She’s just as dirty as you are, honey.”

It didn’t take much longer for the guys to cum. Daddy shot off first, but when I slowly wiggled my finger into Peter’s ass and massaged him from the inside also, he came, too. It wasn’t a whole lot. I guessed he just didn’t have much left.

I kept his cum in my mouth and when I looked at Mom I noticed that she hadn’t swallowed Daddy’s cum either. She gave me a crooked grin and I realized what she wanted.

I moved next to her and lay down. She kissed me with our lips open and she let Daddy’s cum slide into my mouth.

Our guys had their hands on their cocks again, watching us passing their cum back and forth several times. When we finally swallowed what was in our mouths, we couldn’t really tell whose cum we swallowed. It really didn’t matter anymore either. Mom had swallowed Peter’s cum before and I my daddy’s.

All four of us lay together. The guys were rather wasted but very mellow. Peter definitely looked satisfied, and I had one of his cherries. It felt so good to have made the night so special for my boyfriend.

I snuggled up in his arms. It felt so good to be lying in his arms with our naked bodies touching. We kissed softly. He didn’t seem to mind that my lips were probably still a little spermy. Having sex of any kind with him in my bed was wonderful. Doing all of it with my parents made it awesome. Getting to do at least oral and some touching with them made it all the better. The past few days had been totally cool. I felt included. That’s really all I ever wanted from them. Finally I wasn’t too young.

I was glad Mom didn’t hold back with Peter there, even though it took some pushing. His parents were more than happy to do whatever when we were with them. Of course, it had been even wilder with his parents because they didn’t have any problem when it came to fucking their kids.

Having sex earlier with Colleen and Bob had made the day close to perfect. I was so going to get Peter to join me next time I went over to see them.

Snowballing Daddy’s and Peter’s cum with Mom had been pretty wild, too. Even though Mom had some firm limits with me, those limits didn’t seem to exist at all between the two of us. I sighed but knew I had to be content with giving Daddy just blowjobs for now. But I knew that I wanted more. And I was sure that Mom and Daddy knew that, too. I just wished l could figure out why Mom was so dead-set against me fucking with Daddy. It hadn’t killed Pam and Penny. So what was the big deal?

******

After relaxing for a while, I still wanted to do something with Peter. I thought it would be great if Peter would be up for another first, although I wasn’t sure if he would go for it.

“Peter, I’d like to try something new with you.”

He looked at me scrunching his face. He expected something wild to come out of my mouth. It was written all over his face. I kissed him before asking.

“I would like to use one of my new toys with you. I want you to be the first one I use it with.”

He looked totally confused. I walked over to the drawer and brought out the strap-on and the dildo attachment. I held it against my waist and wagged the dildo at him. I could tell by watching his face when it slowly dawned on him what I had in mind.

“You want to ...” he started asking, and I nodded. His eyes went wide.

He might have seen a strap-on being used before, but not on a guy.

He shook his head. “Nnn nnn, Mel, I don’t know about this.”

I tilted my head and playfully pouted at him. It was totally unfair to him. There was no way he could resist me. We both knew it. But the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to do this with him.

He looked a little tense.

“Relax, lover, you saw how much I liked having your cock in my ass. I’m sure you’ll like having my fake one in yours. I’ll take it real easy on you.”

“I’m not so sure I’ll like it.”

“But you liked my finger in your ass when I sucked your cock.”

“Yeah, but that was just your finger.” He pointed at the dildo. “That’s bigger.”

“It’s not as big as your cock,” I noted. “If I promise it won’t hurt, will you at least try it?”

“You promise to stop as soon as I say.”

“I promise,” I solemnly said, crossing my heart with my hand.

“Dad likes it when Mom does it with him,” he stated, more to himself than any of us. I was shocked. He had seen it before!

I moved between his legs and kissed his cock again. I held it against his tummy and licked the underside of it concentrating on his sweet spot before kissing his balls and taking each one into my mouth to gently suck on it.

Mom and Daddy were snuggling and watching us. Mom’s face had written all over it that she wanted to see how and if I could convince Peter to let me fuck his ass.

I spread his legs and lifted them some so I could lick lower and around his asshole. He groaned.

Pushing my tongue a little ways into his butt, I tried to fuck into his asshole with it. His tight muscles softened some.

He moaned again. He was enjoying this. If ever I was gonna follow my ‘go slow’ motto, now was the time. He trusted me. It only wanted me to make him enjoy this even more.

I pushed a finger into his butt and wiggled it in his rectum. His cock was getting completely hard again.

“If you’re ready, turn around and get on your hands and knees.” I said to him. He did so. I smiled.

Mom had the tube of anal lube in her hand and she worked some lube into Peter’s ass as she finger fucked him for a minute. I was putting the strap-on harness on with the dildo in place.

Peter looked back through his legs.

“Are you okay, Peter?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he replied. He was nervous, but he wasn’t chickening out.

“We don’t have to do this, okay?”

“If I didn’t really want to, I wouldn’t. Whether I ever do it again or not, I think it’s cool that my first time will be with you.”

“I bit my lip. It was such a romantic thing to say. The whole setting wasn’t lost on me though. This certainly would never be in a Nicholas Sparks novel. That was for fucking sure.

“You look weird with a cock, Mel,” he added.

That got me giggling. Joking about it almost seemed more like the thing to do. I tried to speak in a very deep voice. “Ya better get used to it, big boy.”

Mom grabbed the dildo and lubed it up as well.

Daddy had taken up filming the scene again. This video had to be a first in many respects. I snickered a little wondering how cool it would be to win a porn award for the prettiest teen girl doing the nastiest things with her boyfriend. There just had to be a market for that after what Mom and Doris had told me about all the stuff they’d either done or heard about.

I was ready and moved behind Peter. I lined up the dildo with his asshole and started to gently push the dildo into him.

Mom was next to me and giddily said, “Take it real slow, Mel, give him a chance to get used to the sensation of being spread open like that.”

I nodded. I remembered how Bradley had done it the first time with me. “You’re in control, Peter, push back when you’re ready.”

He groaned as slowly the dildo went deeper into his ass. Finally I had it in all the way. I slowly pulled back again and carefully pushed forward again.

Peter was pushing back. So I asked him if he was ready for me to fuck him.

“I guess so,” he said but he still didn’t seem completely comfortable with it. I figured he still wasn’t sure it wasn’t going to hurt.

I increased the speed of my strokes a little and settled into a slow rhythm. It looked so hot to see the dildo disappear into his ass.

Daddy was behind me and filming over my shoulder. “Jesus Christ, my daughter looks hot even with a cock,” he muttered. I turned to him and smiled. I couldn’t wait to see what the video looked like.

Mom was stroking Peter’s cock. But I thought she could do better.

“Peter, I think you’d be more comfortable if you’d lie on your back.” I got him to turn over and move towards the edge of my bed so I could stand between his legs. He had his eyes closed. I got the impression he was a little embarrassed at what was happening. I doubt he ever imagined being in a position like this. I did my best to reassure him. I loved that he was being adventurous with me in such an awkward way.

I grabbed his legs and held them open before I inserted the dildo with Mom’s help into his ass again.

We got into a good pace again. “How do you like it, lover-boy?”

“Lover-man,” he corrected me. I just giggled.

I noticed his cock was getting hard again though. Suddenly he opened his eyes and grinned at me.

“Actually, it’s not bad. That thing rubbing inside me feels kinda weird.”

“Is it a good weird?”

“Yeah, sorta.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No. Don’t stop. I like it. I like watching you doing it.”

“What do I look like?” I curiously asked, sorta smiling.

“It’s the look on your face. How your slender body moves as you fuck me.”

“Do I look like a guy?” I awkwardly asked.

“Like that was even possible,” he plainly stated. “You just look ... sexy. When you smile so playfully like that, the look on your face ... it’s so fucking hot.”

At that moment, I was so totally in love.

“I’m gonna make it even better for you, Peter,” Mom said as she moved over his tummy. She took his cock in her mouth. Her head was bobbing up and down as she gave Peter one of her world-class blowjobs.

Peter started to moan. It must have been an exciting view for him with her open pussy next to his face and her mouth on his cock.

I kept fucking into his ass. I turned my head and saw Daddy still filming us. I was wondering if Peter would be comfortable with others seeing this on video. I almost asked Daddy to turn off the camera, but then I thought I would want to watch it together with Peter at least once. We had done so many special things together with my parents. And Peter was used to some weird things happening at his house.

I turned back to look at my boyfriend in front of me. I took in the sight and figure that it didn’t look much different from when a guy was fucking a girl. Only that Mom was also over him sucking his cock. I wondered if he even had anything left to spurt into Mom’s mouth.

Several times she took him deep into her throat and Peter’s hips began to jerk. He needed a little more time but finally he came with a loud groan. I thought he squirted two or three times. He lifted up and pushed Mom’s head away.

“Please, I can’t take anymore.”

I slowly withdrew the dildo from his ass. It was obvious that he hadn’t had an enema. I was surprised that it didn’t gross me out. I just grabbed a few tissues to wrap around the dildo and then took the harness off.

Peter looked pretty worn out. He had his arm thrown over his head and was breathing deeply.

I lay down on top of him.

“Thanks for doing that with me,” I cooed at him.

“I didn’t have a choice,” he sorta grinned.

“Yes you did,” I softly replied.

“I’m gonna tell you no?” he asked, half-laughing. “I was curious when you brought it up. I decided to just go with it ... this once.”

“So you don’t want to do it again?” I seriously asked.

“Sometime,” he sorta snickered.

I grinned, and then seriously told him, “Don’t be afraid to tell me no. I want you to stop me if I’m fucking up, okay?”

He nodded. “Trust me, I will,” he replied, and we kissed.

He then looked at Daddy. “That’s video is just between us, okay?”

“You’ll have the one and only copy, Peter,” he reassured him.

I moved off of him and the bed and went to my dresser. I got out the ball sucker from my dresser.

“I’ve got a present for you, lover-man,” I said walking slowly to him. “Here.” I handed him the toy.

“What’s this?” he asked as he turned it to look at the plastic thing in his hand.

“It’s a ball sucker. You can put your balls into it and they get massaged when you masturbate or you get a blow-job.”

“A ball sucker?” he asked in amazement.

“Yeah, I got it just for you.”

“How does it work?”

We got it fitted on him and turned it on.

“That feels pretty good.”

“So you like it?” I expectantly asked.

“Yeah. Thanks, Mel,” he said, and pushed me down on my back, kissing me.

“How did you get it? I was already wondering where all these other toys came from. Are they yours?”

I nodded.

“Where’d you get all that stuff?”

“Mom and I went to a sex store.”

“You mean your Mom went into the store and you waited in the car.”

“No, Peter, I went into the store with her.”

“I don’t believe you. They would’ve tossed you out.”

Mom took over. “Peter, we know the owners and we went before store hours through the back entry. Do you know the Formons?”

He shook his head. “I think I might have heard my parents mention a name like that. But I don’t know who they are.”

“They are friends of ours and your parents. They are swingers, too. The sex store is theirs. I arranged for Mel to get in there.”

He shook his head in amazement.

“They have a standing offer for their closest friends to visit the store before they open in the mornings. I talked to your mother, and she checked with your father. They’re fine with us telling you about it. They may even take you to the Formon’s store soon.”

“I doubt they have much of anything there for me.”

“You might be surprised at what interests you, dear, especially after what you just did.”

He almost blushed, but he kept his composure. Getting a Rayner to blush was quite a chore.

I quickly filled him in on Elaine grabbing all the toys that I had looked at and Mom paying for all of them. “But Mr. Formon gave us a real big discount. So I had enough money left to get the ball sucker for you.”

I was showing Peter all of my toys when Daddy apparently was ready for bed.

“Well, what do you say, Andrea, I think we’re all ready to hit the sack,” Daddy said.

Mom got off the bed and stepped next to Daddy. They wished us a good night and I blew them a kiss and mouthed ‘thank you’ to them. They smiled and nodded as they left my bedroom.

Peter and I rested some and I told him what had happened in the video booth with Mr. Formon and later with his wife sucking on my tits in the store.

“It was wild to watch a porn video in a booth and getting fucked at the same time. I hope we can go to the store together and use a booth.”

Peter just shook his head. “And I thought things in my family were really wild,” he deadpanned.

We both laughed. And in the middle of that laughter we both had to yawn. Peter and I were both way past being tired. We took a quick shower and brushed our teeth. I let Peter use my toothbrush.

Back in my bed, he pulled the covers over us. Peter reached for me and pulled me into his arms. That’s where I wanted to be anyway.

“Thanks for everything, Peter. I love you so much.”

“I hope you had fun, my love.”

I kissed him tenderly.

“I did, thanks for everything, too.”

We kissed.

“But Mel, swear that you’ll never tell anybody about what you did with me tonight. Never ever. To nobody. No girl, no boy, no adult. Absolutely nobody.”

“I would never hurt you, Peter,” I said sincerely. And with that we fell asleep.

(continued in chapter 52)