Sisters, Friends, and Lovers - Book Three
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Chapter 64: Pre-Ceremony Warm-Ups
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 64: Pre-Ceremony Warm-Ups - Steve is surprised/shocked! The two girls he’s dating are sisters! A threesome forms then a third sister joins. Friends arrive causing additional loving and sexual relationships. He hides nothing as his sphere expands. He involves guy friends to help out with his ‘harem’. A wedding and highly sexual five-day ‘reception’ cap off the story, along with the perfect living situation. The author has a quite a few other books/series you might also consider, including collections to save you money.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Fiction Incest Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
We checked into our rooms after our arrival at the resort. Again, thanks to Ivy’s perseverance, the ‘inner family’ had a suite and the large bedroom had been refurnished to have four king size beds and one queen in it. Thus, we could easily accommodate the fourteen of us in the core wedding party: Fran, Sheila, Ally, René, Ivy, Loren, Aidan, Matt, Ned, Jane, Marge, Zoey, Kristen, and me. Another suite next door had Dave, Jean, Sean, and Rita. Next to them were the Reddicks and Dunns. The others were spread out around the resort.
I bedded down for a nap. I’d found this trip particularly taxing for some reason. Loren joined me, but the others went out to prowl around the resort and get the lay of the land.
When I awoke an hour later, Loren and I went out on the porch overlooking one of the pools. I spotted a few of our party there, including my brother, Sheri, Lori, and Ace, my nephew, who had flown down from Chicago on their own. They were nude, lathered up with suntan oil, and baking in the Caribbean sun. I had noticed that their hometown had a high temperature that day of twenty, and the possibility of an end of season snow flurry or two.
I also saw Fran, Sheila, Ally, and a couple of others on loungers beside the pool. They were naked and chatting wildly away with each other, so I knew the dress code for our group. A further look revealed a few monokinis among people I didn’t know, and a few more nudists. I knew I liked this place.
Val was naked and floating on a sun raft in the pool that turned slowly in the ripples, revealing all of her magnificent body to those that gawked at her. I could see the moisture in her slit, indicating that she was thinking about sex. Near her, her boyfriend Jerry talked to two of the men in the Henson’s swing group.
Loren and I walked down to the pool, catching the glances of some people not in our party. Loren looked spectacular – killer body, shapely boobs, bubble ass, trimmed pussy fuzz that made her slit look enlarged, and a way of walking that suggested she was ‘up’ for anything you could think of. I knew she was, too. She looked proud to be there. Loren was wearing a Kelly-green sash around her waist that flowed out behind her in the light breeze, and nothing more.
I briefly wondered if Loren would regress after the week that Fran and I had worked so hard to prepare her for, but then I remembered the many times she’d said she could never go back to her old way of living and thinking. That said, she continued to have a streak of naiveite about her that we all loved.
We got chaises and sat down in the midst of our crowd. Gale Dunn was next to me, naked, with everybody feeling her ‘baby bump.’ I got to feel the baby move, and I also got to stroke her belly where her stretched abdomen appeared to make her belly button look like it was about to be shot into space.
Matt lathered up Loren, and Ally applied suntan lotion all over me, and I mean all over. I ended with a ‘chubby, and I’d been so proud that I wasn’t showing any arousal as I’d arrived at the pool at the clothing-optional resort.
Ally reminded me that there weren’t supposed to be any sexual acts in ‘public’. I knew our group would break that rule over and over again. She’d also learned that for the most part that rule applied only in the daytime. After dark, just about anything went on anywhere at the resort except in the main lobby and the dining rooms.
Doug and Sheri chatted with us, and it was all I could do to keep from staring at her pussy the way she’d decided to sit on one of the loungers. After a few minutes, I caught a sly grin from her; she knew she was teasing me and I was responding well by slowly getting a hard-on. I thought about how I hadn’t spent so much time around naked people since we were working on Loren’s shyness about six months earlier. Sheri rubbed one hand across her pussy, and then offered me her fingers. I sucked on each one, savoring her nectar. Certainly, that didn’t qualify as public sex at the resort, did it?
Beside me, I felt a sexy presence arrive. I turned and there was my niece in all her glorious splendor. “Hi Uncle Steeeeve.” Lori took my hand and pulled it down to her pussy in a blatant and sexy act of teen rebellion right in front of her father. Doug just rolled his eyes and turned to talk to someone else. I guess denial was the best way for her father to cope with his teenage daughter’s bold sexuality. I’d have to remember that coping strategy.
I promised Lori we would find some time together during the week. She looked happy that I recalled the night together in their living room months earlier and then being with me on one of my short visits, and assured me she wanted more than just one repeat performance. She whispered to me, “You know that I’m a slut, and, well, I’ve fucked a lot of guys, but you are by far the best. I want more of you, please.” On that note, the nymph got up, stepped over me so that I could see even nuance of her pussy, and disappeared.
Jane came and sat down beside me. She said, “You did something about security here, didn’t you?”
I smiled. “I hope that I’ve arranged for your reputation to remain intact. Wearing that big hat and the oversize sunglasses will help, too.”
I glanced around, and two well-built men in speedos were circulating nearby watching Jane but more closely watching who was watching her. They were also wearing terry cloth robes with the sleeves hacked off. Under one man’s robe I could see the well-worn leather straps of a shoulder holster. Based on my instructions, no one except those in the wedding party were to take pictures of Jane. They were also there to protect the party from the paparazzi or anyone else intent on reputation destroying revelations. Those at the party had already been informed they should not post any of the photos they took of each other on the Internet.
Two single guys I worked with at FDC came and joined us: Jeremy and Rich. I’d confided with them about my initial dates with Fran and Sheila before I knew they were sisters, and then they’d also followed the growth and development of my polyamorous family. Now, for the first time, they were exposed, literally, to all my lovers, and vice versa. With all the T&A showing, they were obviously trying to suppress their zeal in ogling every female in the place.
After I made introductions, the guys sat and I noticed I wasn’t the only one having trouble with rising excitement of a sexual nature. They’d just arrived on the island, and joined the group. I’d talked to them at work one day about the likely sexual nature of the group, and they both admitted that they would have thought they’d died and gone to heaven. Today, they were in heaven; all around them was ass, pussy, and tits of the highest quality on the planet, and based on what I’d told them, the likelihood of them sharing in some of that as the week went on was quite high.
I could see Ivy and Loren smiling at each other, and then at Rich and Jeremy. A few subtle moves, and soon the girls were sitting next to the two guys and everybody had a cocktail in their hands with a little umbrella in it. The guys had quieted down by this point, but I easily believed they’d be ready on close to a moment’s notice.
I thought it cute that both Rich and Jeremy had nerd-like tendencies, and through some divine intervention they had attracted the two women in my midst that had that as their background persona.
After a while, the four of them wandered off, generally in the direction of one of the bungalows that I figured the guys had rented for the week. The rest of the group hung out under the shade umbrellas and some palm trees enjoying conversation and cocktails. About an hour later, Ivy and Loren reappeared with Jeremy and Rich not far behind them looking satisfied and limp. All four of them dove into the pool and swam around a bit before joining us. I grinned to myself that the promise of coming to the island had been realized for the two guys on their first day there thanks to my horny lovers. The girls each gave me a wink when they rejoined the group. No one said anything about their absence.
I watched Jerry and Val blend into the group, particularly with Fran catching up on Val’s phone sex adventures no doubt. Rita joined them, and I saw an increasing interaction between Val’s boyfriend Jerry and Rita, until the two of them went off together. At that point Val came over to me.
Val said, “Fran told me to be ... blunt with you. I’d like to make love with you ... now. I wanted to say this and do this the day we met in Newport, but ... well, now just seems the time. Are you...”
I smiled up at her and interrupted, “I’d be delighted.” I rose and the two of us sauntered off to my suite. I had one hand on her bare ass, finding it taut and exciting to stroke.
Thirty minutes later, I’d given Val six orgasms and blasted a gallon of cum into her tight twat. She was a moaner, and gave as much as she got. I skipped the Tantric routine, and just went for quantity with her. I knew we’d be having fun again during the week. At her option, she chose to return to the group with our juices running down her leg; I think she saw them as some badge of accomplishment or conquest. Whatever, I thought she looked very sexy. As I sat down, she told me that she wanted to tease Jerry.
Jerry and Rita were already back from their assignation when we got back to our group beside the pool. Val went over to Jerry and talked to him. I got a kick out of watching him suddenly realize what the moisture on her leg was. He looked shocked, intrigued, aroused, and then horny again. Val led Jerry off to their bungalow.
The resort had three restaurants. We opted for a ‘rehearsal’ dinner at the most upscale one. This place required clothes, but the concierge told me we could be casual and risqué provided all body parts were covered in ‘something’. He suggested sport shirts for the men.
We had everyone attending the wedding assemble in one side of the restaurant. There was a lot of gauze to the outfits that revealed most of what was beneath. Many beautiful sets of lingerie could be viewed across the entire place. Only a few of the other diners were attired so that nothing of interest showed through. Of course, that included my parents.