Chapter 17

Everyone looked me over as I sat down and smiled. The conversation shifted gently as I returned to the table. There was a lot of professional talk in the field of Anthropology. I had already decided to follow in my folks footsteps there, so I enjoyed it and joined in. Then my Dad said,

"Did you here the law finally passed protecting the Anatese territory? Now they will be able to continue their ways, at least for the foreseeable future."

Tom said,

"And we can continue to spread their ways as much as we can. We also just inducted Cathy's current boy friend... last week."

Tedi sighed loudly and they all laughed.

I couldn't stand it... my folks had never talked over my head like this before. It wasn't like them. I cleared my throat loudly and suddenly the room was silent,

"What are you people talking about? I am totally lost in this conversation. Won't you please explain so I can join in. I am not a child."

They all looked at each other and then my Dad looked at my Mom and said,

"It seems to be a good time. Tom and Teri can help."

"I agree."

Tedi asked,

"We can leave if you had rather?"

My Dad shook his head and said,

"No... we would like for you to be a part of it."

Then Dad said,

"Connie if you would fix the wine, I think we should all go into the living room."

There was wine on the table and a rack of wine bottles at the side. I wondered what wine Mom was going to get. I wondered what the hell they were talking about but somehow knew I was at the center of it.

Mom headed for the kitchen and Dad stood up and walked over behind my chair and helped me up. He pulled me into his arms. As our bodies met I felt a thrill shoot all over my body even more so than usual, and I was instantly hot and horny. Somehow I knew I had wanted this for a long time. My Daddy pulled my body hard into his. I could clearly feel his cock against me and I almost moaned with the thrill I felt. Especially with the others watching us. I then forgot completely about our guests as Daddy kissed me. It was longer and warmer than normal even though he frequently kissed me open mouthed as he was now. I felt his tongue slip between my open lips... something that had happened before between us but rarely. I loved it and returned it eagerly. He broke our kiss much to my regret and still holding my body tightly against him he said,

"Honey I think you are ready to join the rest of us as an adult in the tribe. It is a practice we learned to love while in South America. I think you will love it too baby. In fact I think you will take to it like a duck to water."

Then he stepped back and turned and slid his arm around my waist lovingly and escorted me into our large living room. Everyone was silent as we sat there. I looked at my Father and said,

"Daddy?"

"Patience my love... wait for your Mom."

Then Mom came into the room with a tray with five glasses full of a deep ruby colored wine. She handed one to each of the others and then handed the last one to me. Only on special occasions was I allowed to drink wine at home. My mind was full of questions. My body was on fire.

My Dad raised his glass to me and said,

"May you enjoy."

Everyone repeated the phrase then and drank their wine in one hoist of the glass. They all looked at me and I did the same. The wine was ambrosia... so smooth so good and I felt a glow starting at my toes and spreading up my body. Then all of a sudden my pussy was so hot and so wet. I had never felt so horny in my life. My nipples were hard and tingling. All I could think of was touching myself. Yet I felt a quiet calm... still I could hardly sit still... I needed to touch myself. I heard Mom say,

"She is there."

Then my Dad started to tell me about the Anatese and their life style.

'They were a very fair skinned, blue eyed tribe that the four of them had lived with. A beautiful people, the tribe knew no conflict. That was why my folks had gone to investigate them and stayed to live there so long. They never wore clothes of any sort... they held everything in common including sex. They enjoyed sex with each other indiscriminately. Every child was a product of the tribe, belonged to and was the responsibility of the total tribe and was loved by one and all. No one knew who the father of any child was and no one cared.

There was a matriarch who was the arbiter when one was needed which was seldom. Usually only when no one else wanted to make the decision on some subject, she was called. It was a totally loving society.

When a child reached puberty, they were formally inducted into the tribe by means of a sexual ritual. The boys and girls had the right to select any partner or partners in the tribe to take to the Common Hut. There they would stay for 24 hours while they were instructed in all the pleasures of sex. A child could, if they wished, chose members of both gender to go with them. The women of the tribe were openly bisexual, as were some of the men. It was an option available.'

All of a sudden it hit me... tonight was my time. I was going to be initiated. My Daddy was going to make love to me. I couldn't help myself, my hand went up under my skirt onto my wet panties and I started slowly rubbing myself. I didn't care that four other people were watching me masturbate. I was in this delicious haze that demanded I pleasure myself. Then I felt my Mom's hands unbuttoning my blouse. She smiled at me and kissed me on the lips. It sure wasn't her normal motherly kiss. Her tongue entered my mouth and I could hardly breath from the excitement as I kissed her back the same way. When the kiss broke I remember I looked at her and asked,

"Mom did you have open sex with all the tribe when you were there? Did you fuck all those guys?"