Chapter 13: Friend and Family

Friends and family. Ross recalled that in his younger years that was one of the crazy calling plans for your land-line telephone. That was before everyone pretty much had their own phone number and unlimited calls to anybody, anywhere, just about in the world.

Friends and family. That’s what I saw when I looked around the patio on the warm evening. Most people were wearing only their bathing suit bottoms – men and women. I loved seeing women’s bare breasts.

The grill was cooking a large batch of corn on the cob. In the kitchen ready to broil on the grill were steaks, chicken, and salmon. We had a little of everything for everybody.

I was surprised at how social the crowd had become in so short a time. Crystal was the link between everybody there, and many of the people hadn’t met before. There was a good buzz of conversation and laughter.

There were sixteen of us:

}Dave (me) and Crystal (my fiancée)
Ross (my dad) and Trish (Crystal’s sister; Ross’s fiancée)
Brian and Beth (Crystal and Trish’s parents)
Greg and Darlene (friends)
Mitch and Deborah (friends)
Jake and Molly (client of Crystal)
William and Allison (client of Crystal)
Kit and Deke (clients of Crystal)
Crystal had made sure in her telephone calls that everyone understood about the open sex and swinging that was on the agenda for the evening. She also explained to the others about her parents interest in swinging.

The previous night Crystal and Trish, along with Ross and me, had revealed everything about our sex-filled lifestyle to Beth and Brian. Of course, there was some rather significant sex involved with them, including some incest.

Crystal was at first hesitant about being with her father, as was Trish, but then they realized that they hadn’t really seen much of him for the past ten years since they went off to school and then took jobs. That level of separation plus the basic love they felt bridged the gap. Ross and I made Beth very happy, too; at one point the two of us worked on her together.

Despite the prospect of a major orgy of nearly epic proportions, at least for me, at our party, people were hyper-friendly, laid back, and really relaxed. That afternoon, Ross had bought and had delivered another picnic table so that everyone could sit at one long table when the two tables were put together end to end. He was into the whole group friendship scene. He also ordered several more chaises, but they needed to be delivered.

Better yet, the daring Allison had arranged for Ross to put one of his televisions on the patio. The video she’d done with me was playing in an endless loop. Molly then asked that her video also be shown along with Allison’s. Thus, Jake was appropriately chagrined as the video showed what his wife had done with me. Jake was the cuckold and it was public knowledge. He blushed and avoided commenting. Molly made sure we all knew that I’d fucked her silly and that she’d shown her husband.

William, on the other hand, had given out a hall pass and the video was one result that he hadn’t expected. He had more of a stag-vixen relationship with Allison and was proud about the surprise present she’d given him.

As for me, the ‘other man’, I didn’t like seeing myself on TV that way, at least in a crowd situation. I sure had liked fucking Molly and Allison, and later Kit, however. I had requests to do it again that night.

Crystal had yet to do the editing of the video or photography of Kit and Deke. They’d asked for a foursome with Crystal and me. They’d also been at one of our small orgies and been full and willing participants. The surprise visit by Crystal and Trish’s parents had disrupted the scheduling with them slightly.

Crystal had also alerted the guests in her invitational call that she’d have a few video cameras scattered around the premises after the ‘romantic’ activity started. I wondered what the end result of that would be like.

After dinner, there was a mass migration to the pool and the Jacuzzi. All the bikini bottoms and swim suits were shed, too. I loved the variety of how the women treated their pubes. Most were carefully manicured, but Molly had a full bush inside her somewhat conservative bikini. Beth still had a healthy crop, and Kit was bald as a cue ball. The others were in between.

Couples paired off in the pool or spa, and not with their usual partner. Everyone was in tune with the spirit of the evening to diversify and explore.

Not surprising, Deborah captured me and announced that I was ‘hers’ for the next hour. I assured her that I was so worked up, she’d only need a minute or two. She laughed and then grabbed ahold of my cock and did a quick massage to get my juices really flowing as I swelled further.

Couples started to line up along both sides of the pool towards the shallow end rendering blowjobs or cunnilingus to their partner of the moment. Brian and Darlene were performing on the edge of the spa.

I gently kissed my way around Deb’s upper body, taking time as I passed each breast to suckle the nipple to a white-hot state. We French kissed a lot, too. Our tastes of each other were like a finely inspired cuisine.

I set Deb up on the side of the pool a few feet away from Mitch and Crystal on one side of us, and Beth and Greg on the other side – daughter and mother both being romanced, and having their pussies eaten by two experts.

I focused my mouth and all my kisses to Deb’s private area, along with some fingers eager to again feel the resiliency of her great pussy. The more I teased with my fingers deep inside her, probably touching her G-spot, and with my tongue on her clit, the more her body arched. Deb was moaning and I realized that only her head and shoulders and her feet were touching the deck because she was arched so much. She was like a rainbow of aroused and pulsing female body.

Suddenly, she erupted. “AAARRRGGGUUUGGGHHHH!!! FUCK THAT’S GOOD.” I’m sure the entire neighborhood heard her. She continued, “You are the best pussy eater and finger fucker. I know where to come for the best orgasms in the world.” Most of the others had turned to look at us, too.

I teased, “What about Mitch?”

“He’s good, too. Ask Crystal. Oh, look; they’re fucking now.”

Sure enough, Crystal was now on the edge of the pool’s shallow end, and Mitch had just sunk his man meat into her gorgeous little pussy. I knew what that felt like, so I knew he was in some kind of pussy heaven and also that he was having trouble resisting the urge to blast all the semen in his body into her. I smiled and hoped she was also getting off on his cock.

Deb said, “Time for you to fuck me.” She scooted to the edge of the pool and spread her legs wide, thus creating a more or less engraved invitation for me to take my stiff cock and plunge it into her body.

I didn’t plunge; that would have been too rough. I put the spongy head right into her wet slit, moved it around a little to gather some lubricant, and then pushed into her. I think Deb had a small orgasm. Her whole body shuddered and her arms around me tightened. The moan was pretty loud, too.

Next to us, Greg was fucking Beth and she had an orgasm that made her gasp and claw at the air for additional oxygen. Greg was skilled at eliciting responses like that from the women he was with.

I glanced at Crystal and she and I locked eyes. She smiled at me and said, “Fuck her, Dave. Fuck her well. I want the residue.”

We fucked for another five minutes and then Deb said she needed something cushier under her butt. We got out of the pool and took to one of the chaises. Brian and Darlene were next to us; they’d moved from the side of the Jacuzzi to a chaise.

As Deb and I got situated and reconnected, I wondered how many men end up fucking somebody next to their future father-in-law. Our openness about doing sexual activities had sure created some strange situations.

I buried myself back in Deb as she wrapped her legs around me. We were making out like crazy. Over my shoulders, I heard Crystal cum with a staccato burst of little cries. Mitch must have joined her because I heard his deeper masculine exclamation about the same time.

Deb and I finished up after she’d had a few more orgasms. I felt more in control of my own ejaculation than ever before. I’d waited until I was sure Deb was cumming with a larger girl explosion before I nudged myself off the edge and into a climax. I filled up the poor girl with a gallon of my jizz.

We lay there and cuddled for a bit and then I felt Deb’s body jerk and tremble. I looked down and there was Crystal with her mouth latched onto Deb’s pussy. She was doing clean up duty.

A minute later, Crystal and Deb started to snowball some of the large load that I’d left inside. Crystal called it cum-play. I waited, expecting one or both of them to try to do the same with me. Neither did. There was no shock value because they both knew I would have gladly done the same thing.

Brian, however, was fair game. The two hot, naked women both brought mouthfuls of collected fluids to him and then made out with him, insisting on French kisses. He was a good sport about it, and joining in willingly.

After some playtime, Deb, Brian, Crystal, and I went to the outdoor bar to get some ice water. Sex had heated us up in terms of both arousal and body temperature.

Brian bluntly asked Deb if she were ‘free’ – our group speak for ‘Do you want to fuck?’ The two of them went off together, returning to the same chaise she’d just been on with me. Now, my future father-in-law was getting into my sloppy seconds.

Deke and Kit came up. “How about a review of ‘cumming’ attractions?” He laughed, and Crystal and I joined them. We’d talked about the imminent video earlier.