Chapter 59: Back To The Bowl

"So you'll be back on Monday?" asked a middle to late forties man who was standing next to a button that operated the large roller door that fronted the very large, and at the moment very empty, garage that housed the two fire trucks. "My names George Green and I'm the station manager.

We stopped, and for a second we stared before Vikki said, "Of course." She smiled. "I mean it's a helluva way to start the day. By the way my name is Vikki Thompson," she indicated me, "and this is my boyfriend Justin Robertson." She looked up and down his tall, lean, well-muscled body before she looked him in the eye. "So how come you don't... ?" She left the obvious question unasked.

"How come I don't join in?" He finished the question for her. He looked Vikki up and down, sizing her up in the same manner she'd done to him before he looked her in the eye. "How come I don't take advantage of the opportunity to have sex with you young things?"

"Well yes George." I watched as Vikki lifted her skirt and showed off her pussy. "I mean don't tell me you wouldn't like to fuck me and Jodi and all of the other girls."

"I'm not going to lie to you, Vikki. You're all very tempting, I mean every wife, fiancée, girlfriend or even family member who has experienced breakfast at this station has done so naked while having sex. And they have all experienced the semen shower that you have now experienced twice. So yes Vikki, I have been, and still are, very tempted by all of the pussy that passes through here every day."

Vikki was clearly puzzled. However I knew Vikki and I knew she wouldn't leave until she had an answer. And so she asked the question:

"So why don't you join in?" She moved closer to him until her body was brushing against his. "I mean you must know that we would all love to--" she reached down and began to rub the front of his uniform trousers "--have a piece of this." She squeezed his penis between the thumb and index finger of her right hand but nothing happened.

I was pretty sure I knew why the man's reactions were the way they were but I decided to let Vikki find out in her own time.

"It's simple my dear," said the man as he continued to allow her rub his groin without reward. "I love my wife."

All Vikki could manage in reply was, "Huh!"

"I'm sorry Vikki dear, it really is that simple, while my wife has nothing against the new 'Sexual Freedom Charter' per se, the lifestyle that that Charter encourages is just not for her." He continued to look into Vikki's eyes as he reached down and removed her hand from a penis that still looked decidedly limp. "So therefore it is not for me."

I moved forward then, took Vikki's hand and eased her back a couple of steps until she was standing next to me. "So has she been here when one of these breakfasts have been taking place, George?"

"Oh yes Justin, twice as far as I know." He smile at the recollection. "She thought it was a hoot." He laughed. "She also said that if I tried to play the game, if I tried to get her to play the game that she would cut off my genitals and feed them to our Doberman.

"And before you say anything I've been married to my wife Alice for twenty seven years, she is the love of my life and worth any sacrifice I could make. And believe me--" he said with a grin as he looked Vikki up and down "--turning down all the fresh pussy that passes in and out of here every day is quite a sacrifice.

"What would you do Justin--" asked George suddenly "--if for some reason your girlfriend Vikki here decided that she suddenly wanted a monogamous relationship?"

I knew exactly what I would do, something that just over a week ago I wouldn't have thought was possible. "Then that is what I would want too. I can imagine life without sex with our friends, without sex with our family. I can imagine staying friends with all of the people we know," I squeezed Vikki's hand a little tighter, "but I can't imagine life in the long-term without Vikki in it."

I turned my head to kiss her and that's when I saw the tear in her eye drop down onto her cheek as I pecked her on the lips.

She made no attempt to wipe it away as she said, "Oh Justin I feel the same way." She smiled. "Now I'm not real great with words so all I can say is that while having a cock filling my pussy is fun, and enjoying sex with all of our friends and family is fun as well I would give it all up tomorrow if it would cost me Justin."

We kissed again. This time the kiss was as passionate as any we had enjoyed in our brief time together.

When we separated George Green was looking at her a curious expression on his face.

"What?" asked Vikki sensing he had a question.

"I couldn't help but overhear the conversation you had with Christina as I tidied up the kitchen. Now please don't think I'm being nosy when I ask this, and feel free to tell me to mind my own business. But would you sacrifice that trip to Britain and Europe with that band if Justin asked you to?"

I started to say something but George held up his hand as he continued to look at Vikki.

"In a second," said Vikki as she pressed herself against the left side of my body. "It's six months against the rest of our lives."

"Which is precisely why she should go," I said interrupting. "When that six months is over we will have the rest of our lives."

George Green smiled at both of us. "Sounds to me like the two of you have something special going for you. Now off you go, I have some work to do."

We decided that running to the fire station was far enough and that that combined with the exertions in the stations mess room was exercise enough so we made our way back through the park to home.

We walked into the kitchen in time to see that everyone had carried out mum and dad's orders about being naked in the kitchen, that Maria was indeed sitting on a cock, Gerry's. With mum cooking pancakes Maddy had, of course, hopped on dad's cock as the four of them waited for the pancakes to be served up.

Vikki stripped herself naked before she stripped me. Then mum turned to face us from the stove to reveal that she was naked bar for the apron she wore to protect herself from any splattering during the cooking. She pointed to a chair and then to me. "Sit." Then she pointed to my lap after I sat before she turned to Vikki. "I think you know what to do."

"I'll say," said Vikki with a laugh, "I've just been doing precisely that with Justin and eight firemen at the station." And so she carefully sat on my cock and lowered herself until she could take no more.

The batch mum was currently cooking was the final one, and after adding them to the big load warming in the oven she began to dish them up, three each to four plates.

When she reached Vikki's and mine she looked into Vikki's eyes as she piled the three stack onto our plate. "Good was it?" she asked. "At the fire station I mean!"

"Oh the usual," said Vikki with a grin, "fuck and eat and fuck and eat, and then we'd swap and then, well, you get the idea."

"Sounds like a good one," said dad as he cut off a piece of pancake covered in strawberry jam and fed it to Maddy. "Okay now let's swap," and he pushed Maddy off his lap and called for mum to take a seat while Maddy took a seat on Gerry, Maria sat herself on my cock and Vikki being the odd girl out this time around actually sat on a chair.

Vikki laughed as she took a small bite of one of the pancakes mum had loaded up with golden syrup. "First time this morning I've actually sat on a seat," she said with a giggle.

And that's how it went for a very pleasant half an hour as we ate and fucked and talked and fucked and in the end just fucked. Vikki, having had her... er... fill of cock at the fire station very generously let mum sit on Gerry, Maria take a seat on dad and Maddy take a seat on me.

"Okay Justin," said my mother finally after three cocks had eventually blasted three loads of cum deep into three pussy's and after Vikki fingered herself to a very noisy climax, "take Maria up to the bathroom with you for a quick shower." She tilted her head slightly to the side and grinned. "And I do mean quick. Then you can take Maria with you and go somewhere."

I looked at mum as Maria grabbed my hand and began to pull me out of the kitchen. "Go somewhere? Go where?"

"Out of here. And don't come back 'til seven thirty."

"Seven thirty!" By this stage Maria and I had stopped in the doorway and I was looking at mum as Maria had let go of my hand and was trying to tug me along by my cock which had softened to a degree and was now only half-hard. "What am I supposed to do until then?"

Vikki moved behind my mother and began to massage her breasts. She looked up at me and said, "Oh I'm sure you'll think of something. Why don't you take her to see 'Diary of a Private Dick'." Then she smiled. It was one of her lecherous, lascivious smiles. "I've got an idea. Why don't you take her bowling, she might like the way they do things at the bowl now."

I couldn't help but smile, that was actually a very good idea. Maria would certainly be in her element whether she was dressed or naked. And I really did need to find out just how badly having my right arm strapped up and in a cast would effect my bowling, especially my balance and coordination. And that's exactly what I said.

I turned to Maria who still had a hold of my, now fully erect, cock. "I don't think I've ever seen you bowl Mari'," I said, "can you handle a ball?"

She dropped her hand to my testicles. "Not as well as I can handle these," she said in response, "but I'm coordinated enough that I can get my share of strikes and spares if that's what you're asking. And I am coordinated enough to be able to bowl the ball in the general direction of the pins. Anyway," she said as she once again tried to drag me out of the kitchen, "I'm guessing that things'll be better for me if I'm not quite so good at this bowling caper."

"It will be," I said as I finally allowed my little sister to drag me towards the stairs. "And it'll be even better if we can find a couple to bowl against."

Maria had already been smiling, but her smile just got broader as we reached the stairs. "You mean a guy for me and a girl for you?" she asked as I followed her pretty, and very naked, little arse up the stairs.

"Oh yes," I said as I reached out and ran the middle finger of my left hand up the crack between her buttocks, "you have no idea how popular a young horny sexpot like you will be."

"Even at 13? You mean I'll be allowed to... ?"

"Oh yes," I said, "especially at 13." I watched as Maria stepped under the shower and began to wash herself.

"What sort of things will we get up to?" she asked as she began to soap her pretty little breasts.

I watched as her hands moved down from her breasts, moved over her stomach, her navel and down between her legs to the tiny slit of her cunt. "After last Saturday I'd have said not much, but after Tuesday... Mum told you about Tuesday afternoon at the bowl, right?"

"Oh yeah," she said with a huge grin. She was just about masturbating herself by this stage. "Mum said there was fucking and cock-sucking and cunt-sucking and everything." She looked all excited as she bent over and began to wash her legs. She tilted her head back and looked at me. "Will I get to fuck, and suck cocks, and maybe get my pussy licked?"

"Let's wait and see," I said as Maria finished washing herself and began to wash me without once allowing my cast to get wet. "I'm pretty sure you'll finish up naked," I grinned as she began to use the excuse of soaping up my cock as a way of giving me a hand job. "And lets face it Maria" I said as I began to thrust in and out of her right hand "once you're naked..." I left the rest unsaid as I came all over her hand!

It didn't take long to finish off in the bathroom. And five minutes after that we were dressed and downstairs. Maria at my insistence had worn both bra and panties underneath her inevitable Shania Twain T-shirt and short skirt while I wore boxer briefs, slacks, a singlet and another of my dad's extra large sports shirts on what was going to be a very hot afternoon.

As we walked back into the kitchen we saw that nobody had bothered to dress with the exception of Vikki who was wearing a severely cut down crop-top and a short skirt with, just for a change, bra and panties. It appeared they were all waiting for Maria and I to go before they did anything.

"Don't forget Justin," said my mother as she looked up momentarily from pouring dad a cup of coffee. Not before seven thirty. Okay?" I nodded a little uncertainly and mum didn't miss my hesitation. "Trust me Justin she's still coming, it's just that there has been a slight change of plans. Somebody had an idea while you were in hospital and we've decided that that's the way to go. All you have to do is be here at the specified time and not a moment before."

She came over and kissed both Maria and me on the lips. "Now Vikki is going with the pair of you as far as the police station so that the two of you can make your statements. When you're done you can send Vikki back, we've got a lot to do and the quicker we get started the better." She held out her hand. "And here's fifty, use that if you can and not the money in your account."

"But mum..." I started to say.

"But nothing," she said. "Take it and get going."