Chapter 31: Annie’s Surprise

I was in heaven yet again. One of the women that loved me had come to me and wanted to make love. It wasn’t one of my six fiancées. Lauren and Holly, I assumed, were with their other fiancés in their own bed.

The bedroom was rarely completely dark. We always had one nightlight on, but just then there was also the light percolating into the room from the ensuite bath and from one of the closets. We liked the light because we could look around and see each other as we made love, or as we watched the others making love.

Beside me on the bed Garth had Wendy bouncing carefully atop his supine body. Next to her, Tracy had just assumed a similar posture atop Vance – one of our steady young men that frequented my house and who had repeatedly distinguished himself as helpful, sensitive, and a good lover of the women in our group.

On my other side, Dakota and Misty were in a very hot sixty-nine with Misty’s smaller body atop Dakota. They had their fingers and mouths quite active in trying to pleasure their sister fiancée.

Lola moaned in a heavenly tone beneath me as I slowly pushed into her body yet again. We hadn’t been able to make love for over a week. Early in the week we had other demands and were with others, and when we normally would have then coupled together her mother arrived and became her roommate over the long Thanksgiving weekend.

This night, however, seemed ripe for our union – the Saturday after Thanksgiving. Most parents had left to return to their homes. Annie had gone up to bed early, as she was the only parent left at the house. The rest of us had snuck into my bedroom, even though the hour wasn’t too late.

A moan next to me let me know that Dakota had just succumbed to Misty’s fingers and mouth and had an orgasm. I was glad that all my fiancées played together. It sure took a lot of pressure off of me.

About then, Lola pulled me down so that I could kiss her. I stopped enroute to savor each of her succulent breasts that were shaking in rhythm with my slow thrusts into her body. We shared a long kiss with lots of tongue and intermixed saliva. She then whispered to me, “Don’t make a big thing about it, but my mom snuck into the room and has been watching us for the past three or four minutes – maybe more. I did not put her up to this. She does not look mad. Heck, if anything, she looks horny. She’s touching herself.”

I nodded and then bounced her six inches up the bed with a particularly hard thrust. Lola moaned loudly, “Oh, God, I love you. I love this.”

We continued. I whispered, “What do you want to do?”

Lola was thinking. She said, “Dare we invite her to be with us – with you, I mean? I think she needs ... you.”

I pumped a few more times while realizing that I was on display. I whispered, “Gesture her over and see what she does.”

Lola crooked her finger at her mother in a gesture to come to us. I looked back over my shoulder and spoke so that the others could hear me and not be surprised that we had an unexpected visitor. “Annie, you’re welcome here. Come and join us.”

Annie had sat in one of the straight-back chairs we had near the bedroom door. The chair was in the shadows, so no one had seen her until Lola pointed her out. She was only wearing a very short and very thin nightgown that hid little of her charms. I figured her to only be a few years older than by age; that would make her in her late-thirties.

Annie shot up to a standing position, and I thought for a moment she was going to flee out the door back to Lola’s room. By then, the others on the big bed had turned to see her, too. They smiled in a friendly way. Wendy also gestured to her.

Annie took a few tentative steps towards where I now knelt erect with my cock still inside her daughter’s sweet pussy. I noted that my face was still wet and coated with the juices from that same pussy. I wondered just how motivated, how horny, and how tolerant Lola’s mother would be if she tasted them on me. Would she even know what she was tasting or smelling?

Annie came and stood beside the bed right next to me. Her eyes fixated on where my cock soaked inside Lola’s vagina. Soaking was a sexual activity that many in the house practiced; specifically, getting a cock in one’s pussy and then not pumping or moving to further the intercourse.

I teased, “Do you like what you see, Annie? Are you too shocked to say anything?”

Lola said to her, “I told you that this was what it was like, mom. I find this so arousing, and yet so loving and even tender at the same time. Matt and I love each other. We’re just not exclusive.”

Annie said, “You got up and left the room after you thought I was asleep. I wanted to see where you went ... and then what you were doing. Yes, seeing is kind of shocking. I guess that I didn’t visualize this very well when you told me about it.”

Lola took Annie’s left hand and pulled her in closer to us. She said in a low tone, “Do you want Matt to kiss you? He has the nicest lips that you can just get lost in.”

Annie looked at me and slowly nodded. I could see that she was worried yet aroused.

I leaned over to her and put a hand on her shoulder to guide her a little closer without forcing her. Our kiss was like lighting the fuse to a keg of dynamite. What I thought would be a five or ten second kiss lasted over a minute, and she was into it in a big way. From deep inside, she made sounds of approval and desire. Our tongues lashed together repeatedly in the passion that we felt. I brought a hand to one of her breasts, and fondled through the gossamer material of her nightie.

All the time we were kissing, my cock resided deep in Lola’s little teenage cunt. Lola had had enough of the soaking activity and started to oscillate back and forth as I held still, continuing the intercourse that we’d been enjoying before Annie had been spotted.

Lola watched her mother’s eyes when she again stared at where my cock slid in and out of her daughter. She teased her mother, yet spoke in a way that was sincere. “This is a wonderful cock – so big, so firm, so warm, and it stretches me in the nicest way every time we make love. Wouldn’t you like to have this inside you for a while? Would you like to see what Matt feels like inside you? He likes you and you like him. It would be so natural for you to just lie beside us and for Matt to move between your legs and then to sink his cock into you. You’d love it.”

I muttered, “After some foreplay.”

Lola picked up on that cue. “Oh, yes. Foreplay beforehand. Matt is a master at foreplay. He won’t start to have sex with any of us – or you – until you’ve had one of two orgasms from his oral work on your pretty pussy or having his fingers dance around all of your sex hot spots. He knows where they all are, too, and he’ll make you feel wonderful just from that alone. He’s well-schooled on all of this.”

Before Lola finished her teasing, Annie had slowly and deliciously pulled her thin nightgown over her head and dropped it on the floor. She then sat naked beside us on the bed and then lay back right next to Lola. Her eyes were locked on mine. We hitched over to give her a little more room and so did the others in the bed. She looked at me and just nodded. I took her spread legs as an invitation.

I extracted from Lola and backed down the bed so I could get into the foreplay activity that Lola had just summarized for her mother. I was surprised when Annie had an orgasm within the first minute of my tongue starting to service her wet slit. I got several long swipes in, and had found her clitoris, and then I felt the shudder start from deep within her small body. Annie moaned and I savored the flood of her female juices.

I added a couple of fingers just below where I kept nibbling and licking with my tongue. I inserted and then started to slowly finger fuck the pretty older woman. After ten minutes of her writhing and squirming as I performed cunnilingus and finger sex with her, she had another orgasm. Again, her juices flowed and this time I could feel her vagina flutter and squeeze around my fingers.

Annie occasionally glanced at the other couples. There’d been some climaxes and some swapping of partners. Garth had Dakota riding his second wind. Vance was with Misty. Wendy and Tracy were eating the cum from the two men from their two pussies that were still open for that type of thing. I’d seen this movie before, and it was sexy as all fuck.

Also, somebody had turned on the TV on the wall opposite the bed without sound. On the large screen, one of Jill’s fuck videos played. The TV provided a lot more light in the room, and provided even more eye candy to get aroused from.

I rose over Annie with her legs pulled up slightly and on either side of my body. I was harder than steel, especially since Lola had just completed a couple of minutes of fluffing me up so I could pleasure her mother.

I rapped my cock on the wet pussy in front of me. Lola talked to her mother. “We all take consent as a very serious topic here. Do you want Matt to make love with you – to penetrate you with his wonderful cock? He’s a dream and you will have more orgasms, if you’re at all like me.”

Annie studied Lola and then me with arched brows. She said to Lola, “I don’t want to take anything away from you.”

Lola smiled, “I want to give this to you. I love you.”

“Then yes, I want to ... to be fucked by Matt.”

The words were barely out of her mouth before I stroked my cock through her wet and juicy slit again. I felt the opening to her vagina and returned to that slot, and then gently pushed into Annie. I felt the warmth of her body – of her vagina – surround my cock as I sank deeper and deeper into her body. After I felt that I was deep enough, I pulled back and then started the in and out oscillations.

I leaned down and kissed Annie, and we started to make out as we fucked – as we made love. No further words were exchanged. I hoped that this wasn’t going to screw things up for either Lola or Annie. There’d been no planning about this contingency with either of them.

From her questions, looks, and statements, I had the impression that Annie wasn’t all that approving about what went on ‘behind the scenes’ in our family and in the house where her daughter had taken up residency. Now, I had the feeling that those reservations had been blown out of the water. We fucked for a long time, much to Annie’s visible delight. Moreover, right beside us, two other couples and two females also made love.

After giving some warning about my impending orgasm and hearing nothing back from Annie, I blasted about a gallon of high-test man juice inside her body with ten powerful jets and attendant thrusts. For a brief moment, I wondered whether I’d just provided a little brother or sister to Lola. Eventually, I felt myself being extracted, so I lay beside her.

Annie and I kissed, and then she moaned. I looked down our bodies, and Lola was eating my cum from her mother’s cunt, having extracted my cock and cleaned its frosty icing. Lola didn’t let up for a few moments, probably until she was sure she had sucked up every droplet of my semen.

Lola then came up and shared some kisses with me. She whispered, “Thank you, Matt,” to me and we cuddled. I also was cuddling Annie to me. We drifted off to sleep.

Sunday morning, when I awoke, Wendy and Tracy were snuggled against each side of me. We were all pretty sticky and the air of sex still hung in the bedroom. Misty was sleeping behind Wendy, but spooned against her for warmth, I suspected. Dakota was sprawled out behind Tracy and making cute little snoring sounds.

Annie and Lola were gone from the bedroom. I got up and shaved and showered, and put on swim trunks and then peeked into Lola’s bedroom. No one was there. Downstairs, I found two empty coffee mugs and the urn was nearly full and ready to serve all of us and get us launched into the day.

I looked further, and saw that my car was gone. I shrugged and went back and started to prepare a large batch of scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast for everybody.

Lola returned about an hour later. As I had thought, she’d driven her mother to the airport for an early flight. She came in and kissed me.

I said, “Are we in a weird place or are we okay?”

She grinned, “We – you and me – are just fine. My mother, on the other hand, is in a state of shock over her behavior last night, yet she’s very happy with you. She woke me up about five a.m. and we went to my room so she could repack her bags. She was Chatty-Cathy about the whole episode and full of rhetorical questions for herself. Why did I feel driven to watch everyone and my daughter make love? Why did I let Lola involve me with Matt? Why did I have so many orgasms? Why am I all right with everything that happened, and so on? Why am I in love with a new man?””

“Well, she was at least happy to some extent?

“She was all over the place. She’d mention your name and swoon about how you were the best lover that she’d ever known, and five minutes later she was worried that she was turning into biggest slut in the country because she had sex with you with barely a care about getting into it with you. Further, she did it in a group sex environment with all the others fucking in your bed. She cried at one point, and after I asked her how many orgasms she had, she soared with joy as she told me that she lost count, but hoped to come back for more sometime soon.”

“What about what you did to her?”

Lola laughed, “You mean eating her out with your cum leaking from her pussy? Well, that also gave her very ambivalent feelings. I did give her another orgasm when I did that, and I kissed her in a most un-daughterly way, even sharing some of your cum with her. She started to bring it up and then said, ‘I don’t know what I have to say about that. I’ve never felt closer to you and I love you in so many ways.’ She then went on to other topics. I think she was still in shock.”

I said, “She’d watched you and me making love for quite a while. Did she have anything to say about that – me fucking her teenage daughter?”

Lola kissed me again and said, “She knew we were fucking from back when she first visited, or at least she strongly suspected. She told me that she felt that you were fantastic and she felt that your love for me was sincere and unshakable. She saw me as more adult, more adventurous, more inventive – sexually, I think, and not as impulsive as I’d been in the past. It was all good. She thinks that you, Wendy, Tracy, and everybody are wonderful people to have in my life.

“She was more worried and embarrassed that you’d think of her as a loose woman because she was so ‘easy’ last night. What cinched the deal with her was when you cuddled the two of us, naked, to you last night after we’d made love. She hasn’t had that in her life for years, and it blew her mind as much as the sex did.”