Chapter 1

My name is Janet. I have a desire to tell this story, to share with you the pleasures my husband James and I have had, in spite of my nervousness and apprehension about revealing our private life. I would like to give you some background on James and I, hoping that you will understand how this could have happened.

To begin with James and I fell in love when we were very young mostly out of necessity.

We grew up together, living beside each other. My dad and his had adjacent farms. James, who was 3 years older than me, was an only child and I had a sister 2 years older.

Let me tell our story from the time I was 10 years old. My sister was 12 and James was 13. James and I were very close from the beginning because he worked and helped his father on the farm and really had no time to go out with friends. I really wasn't that close to my sister because of our age difference and also because she was very popular in school and was with her friends a lot. She also was so much more mature than me that our parents trusted her more and gave her more freedom to do what she liked.

My family was pretty well off and I guess my folks didn't have to work very hard to keep up the place. Dad had people to more or less take care of the place for him so he was home more than James' dad. My parents were very open-minded and so was my sister. Being a bit younger I had limitations and had to obey them.

Dad and I were like best buddies and he liked to be with me almost as much I with him. He carried me everywhere he went and I totally adored him. He was a big stocky man, big-boned, and I thought he was a hunk.

My parents said our home was our castle. So, when we were in the house it was totally up to us as to how we dressed and no one had any qualms about anything that I can remember.

Mom had married young at the age of 17 as most girls do in the farms in our area. In spite of having borne two children, she still had a fabulous body. Because dad loved her very much, she thought he deserved anything that he wanted. And he wanted her body often. So she dressed skimpily and sexily and they hugged, kissed and made love, sometimes in the kitchen, sometimes on the dining table, sometimes on the sofa, and most times in the bedroom. If Janice or I came near them, mom would merely tell us to go away. But, irrespective of whether we went away or not, they would continue to make love, moaning and grunting as their passion built up, and screaming when they attained their climaxes.

One day James and his parents, Brad and Beth, were at our house. During the conversation, they happened to talk about Beth's and mom's birthdays. Mom would be 30 and Beth 35 and their birthdays were only a few days apart. So, they decided to celebrate their birthdays together at our house.

Dad agreed to buy the birthday cake and all the food and drinks. James' father, Brad, volunteered to buy the dresses for the two birthday women and he took them to town one day and bought the necessary clothes.

That Saturday evening when we were to have the birthday party, we were all excited. Janice and I dressed up in our new clothes of skirt and blouses, which dad had bought for us. He wore a pair of tight slacks and a blue shirt.

Mom was a knockout! She looked extremely sexy in the stretchable body clinging yellow dress that James' father had bought for her. The sleeveless dress was cut so low in a wide U shape that wearing any bra would have looked ridiculous. Most of her firm big boobs, except for the nipples, spilled out of the dress in gorgeous display. The rest of the dress clung like a second skin to her curvaceous figure of narrow waist and swelling hips and full round buttocks. And the dress ended there, just below her buttocks, exposing her shapely thighs and legs. Was she wearing a panty? Yes, but a tiny one, which was clearly outlined by the clinging dress. "WOW!" exclaimed dad when she walked into the living room.

"It's Brad's choice. Is it nice? " she asked.

"Mom, you look lovely!" exclaimed Janice and I. She smiled and thanked us, pleased with our compliments.

Soon James and his parents came over. Brad and Beth were dressed like my parents. The two women had bought similar dresses. So, Beth too looked as sexy as mom. The men praised the women, telling them that they looked lovely and sexy.

James praised mom, "Auntie, you look gorgeous!"

She replied, "That's very sweet of you, James. Thank you."

The adults talked mostly among themselves while we children talked among ourselves. Janice and I listened a lot to James who seemed worldly at 13.

After eating came the cutting of the birthday cake. Mom and Beth stood together in front of the cake. Dad stood beside Beth with his left hand around her waist, and Brad was beside mom with his right hand around her waist. We children stood on the opposite side, facing them. James, flanked by Janice and I, had his hands around our waists.

We sang Happy Birthday lustily, as mom and Beth smiled happily. Then they bent down to blow out the candles. I saw that mom's nipples had escaped from her low cut dress. And she was not aware of that. We kept clapping our hands as the two women straightened up. Still mom didn't realize about her exposed nipples!

Dad and Brad helped the women to cut the cake, dad holding Beth's hand and Brad holding mom's hand. Dad put a tiny piece of the cake into Beth's mouth. Then mom turned to receive in her mouth the bit of cake that Brad was holding. It was then that he saw mom's exposed nipples. Mom noticed his eyes on her boobs and, looking down, she realized her exposure. Brad helped to pull up the dress so that it just about covered her nipples once again. I saw his fingers linger for a while over her nipples.

"Thank you, Brad," smiled mom.

Then we children were also given pieces of the birthday cake to eat.

Brad asked, "How about kissing the birthday girls?"

Dad replied, "Yes, let's kiss them."

Saying, "Happy Birthday", Brad kissed my mom on the mouth. They continued to kiss, turning to embrace each other, clinging and prolonging the kiss. There was obvious passion in the kiss. And we all clapped our hands.

James asked my dad, "Uncle, aren't you going to kiss my mom?"

Smiling, my dad and James' mother kissed. Seeing that Brad and my mom were still kissing, my dad and Beth continued to kiss, embracing tightly and kissing enthusiastically.

"WOW!" exclaimed James and we children just clapped our hands. I was surprised by the eager and passionate way the two mothers kissed each other's husband.

When they finally stopped kissing, they were softly panting. I noticed that mom's boobs had again slipped out of the dress. James' father again adjusted the dress, this time unhurriedly and fondling her boobs as he did so, while mom just smiled and thanked him.

We spent the rest of the evening eating tit bits, singing songs and playing games. Later the lights were dimmed for dancing in the living room. I noticed that most of the time my dad was with James' mother, while his father was with my mom. As the evening wore on I saw that Brad was hugging and kissing my mom very frequently, especially when they were dancing. My dad was also behaving in a similar way with Beth.

Occasionally, my mom danced with James. Brad also danced with Janice and me. After each dance he kissed me on the mouth to say thank you. Seeing that, dad also danced with me and kissed Janice and me on the mouth several times. We felt happy because we thought that they treated us like adults.

Once, while James was dancing with Janice and my dad with Beth, my mom and Brad went to the kitchen. From the kitchen door I saw them. My mom was leaning back against the low cabinet. Brad was leaning into her and kissing and sucking her big boobs, which were out of her dress. She had her hands around the back of his head and was pulling his head to her chest. He was sucking eagerly switching his mouth from one big bare boob to the other. Was mom moaning? Yes, but she was trying her best to do it softly.

Suddenly I heard my dad. He was behind me. He was standing with his hands around Beth. Obviously he could see mom - his wife- being boob sucked by Brad! He pulled me to the living room and told Janice, "Take James and Janet and watch TV in the master bedroom upstairs. You three can come down later when I call you."

So the three of us ran upstairs. But soon James suggested that we peep down to see what our parents were up to. Quietly we crept to the edge of the staircase, where it was dark. From there we could see the living room. The light had been turned up now and we could see them clearly. Beth was reclining on the sofa and my dad was kissing her, moving his mouth again and again to her exposed boobs as her dress had been pulled down.

Just then my mom walked in from the kitchen with Brad behind her. Her boobs were back inside the dress. "Where are the children?" she asked.

Dad stopped sucking Beth's tits and replied, "I've sent them upstairs to watch TV. So, it's okay. We are alone here."

Soon they were all naked. The men took their swapped wives to separate sofas. My mom was with James' father and James' mom was with my dad. And we saw them engage in sexual activities. The men started to suck the boobs of their partners.

James whispered to Janice and me, "Look, your dad is sucking my mom's tits... and my dad is sucking your mom's tits."

Janice asked, "Does that feel nice?"

"Yes, women love it."

Janice asked, "How do you know?"

"I know, believe me." I was impressed how worldly he sounded.

Then we saw the men mouthing the cunts of their partners.

James whispered to us, "Look, your dad is sucking my mom's clit... and my dad is sucking your mom's clit."

"How do you know that? You can't really see clearly."

"I know... a man buries his head between a woman's thighs for that purpose... to suck the clit before he tongue fucks the cunt."

"Really?"

"Yes... look at the way my dad's head is moving... he must be plunging his tongue again and again into your mom's cunt."

Janice said, "Yes, and our dad is doing the same to your mom, James. Does that feel nice?"

"Yes, for the man and the woman... but it's more thrilling for the woman."

Janice asked in surprise, "How do you know all this? Have you done these things?"

"May be..."

"With whom?"

He didn't answer the question. Instead he asked us to watch our parents. The two women were moaning quite loudly now with their heads rolling this way and that.

James said, "Your mom is really having a good time... my dad must be very good."

Janice added, "Our dad must be good too... your mom must also be having a good time... the way she is moaning."

For a while we just watched them. Our moms were moaning and writhing as the heads of our dads moved against their loins.

After a while the women knelt in front of the men and sucked their cocks, again each other's husband's cock.

James whispered, "Look, your mom is sucking my dad's cock..."

Janice observed, "And your mom is sucking my dad's cock."

I asked, "Do men like that?"

"Oh YES! It's a wild feeling for a man."

Janice again asked, "How do you know? Has anyone sucked your cock?"

He just said, "Well... well..." and then said, "Let's watch them."

And we watched them. Mom was sucking Brad's cock vigorously. He was ruffling her hair and moaning while his head was thrown back with his face contorted in thrill. Dad was behaving similarly as James' mom sucked his cock.

After some time, the men started to fuck the women doggie style. They fucked vigorously and the women moaned loudly, urging the men to fuck faster, harder and deeper.

James said, "My dad is fucking your mom and she is loving it."

Janice added, "My dad is fucking your mom? Do you think she is enjoying it?"

James said, "Yes, yes. Look how she is moaning. I know mom... she likes being fucked."

Janice asked, "How do you know that?"

"Well... I know, believe me." I was impressed by his knowledge of these things.

"Do you have a girlfriend? Anyone we know?" asked Janice.

"Yes... you know her."

"Who is it?" I asked.

James said, "If I tell you, will you promise to keep it our secret?"

"Yes."

Then James told us, "There she is... she is being fucked by your dad."

"What? Your mother?"

"Yes... I have sucked her tits, sucked her clit, tongue fucked her cunt and fucked her."

"Oh God! Your own mother! Isn't it wrong?"

"No Janice. Mom says it isn't wrong if it gives us pleasure... and if doesn't hurt anyone."

"Really?"

"Yes, mom taught me to fuck her after I reached puberty. And it has been fun since then."

Janice asked, "Does your father know?"

"I don't know, but I suppose he knows. When we fuck, he just walks away... he doesn't disturb."

"And why does your mom do it you? She has a husband already."

James replied, "She wants to teach me, so that, she says, next time when I have a girlfriend or a wife, I'll know how to do these things properly. She says it's the duty of moms to teach their sons all about sex and..."

"And what?" I asked.

"It's the duty of dads to teach their daughters."

"Does your mom say that?"

"Yes."

Janice asked, "You mean our dad should teach Janet and me about sex?"

"Yes, I suppose, if I understand my mom right."

I asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, but dad says I should marry one of you."

I gasped, "Did he say that?"

"Yes. He says that since your family has no son, I can inherit both our farms if I marry one of you."

Janice exclaimed, "What? Just for the farm?"

"Not really. He says that you two girls will grow up to be very beautiful. So he says it's good to marry a beautiful girl who understands the farm life."

Janice grimaced, "Nah! I won't marry you. I don't want to be in the farm. When I grow up I want to go to the city where the lights are bright and meet well-dressed men there."

James said, "Well, I too don't fancy you, Janice. I like Janet more. She is younger and more lovely."

I asked, "Do you mean that?"

"Yes... I think you will grow up to be sexy like your mom. Yes, I'm prepared to marry you if you agree."

Happily, I smiled at him and said, "Yes, James. I'll marry you when I grow up. Can you wait for me?"

"Yes... I too have to grow up."

"Promise? To marry me?"

"Yes, I promise. From now onwards you are my girlfriend." I was so happy. I gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Suddenly we were interrupted. Our moms and dads were screaming reaching another round of climaxes. Then they resumed their second round of fucking, missionary style this time on the sofas. Of course they continued to fuck adulterously.

Eventually they stopped fucking and started to dress up. We children quietly got back into the room. Then we heard dad calling us to come down. We made a lot of noise as we came out of the room to give them the impression that only now we were coming out of the room. When we came into the living room, they looked a bit disheveled.

Then Brad and Beth thanked dad and mom for the wonderful birthday party and were about to return to their house when James went to mom and said, "You are beautiful, auntie."

Mom smiled, bent down and kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you, James. It's very sweet of you to say that." I saw James looking at her boobs, much of which were out of her low cut neckline.

Beth told mom, "Yes, he often tells me that... that you are beautiful... that he likes you a lot.''

Mom was beaming happily. "Oh! How sweet of him!"

Dad told Brad, "Why don't you bring the family over next Saturday evening. We can have another get together"

Brad agreed and then they returned to their house.

Next day at night dad wore his boxers only. He sat in his recliner and read the paper while Janice and I watched TV. Janice was dozing off again and again.

"Dad asked, "Janice, are you sleepy?"

"Yes, dad."

"Go to your bedroom and sleep then."

"No, dad. Janet doesn't want to sleep. I don't want to be alone in the room."

"Then come and sit on my lap and sleep on me."

Looking happy, Janice lifted her skirt and sat on his lap, straddling him, and just about fell to sleep on his chest while he read. Daddy didn't mind it. The next day a similar routine followed. Dad was again in his underwear as Janice and I watched TV. That day Janice wasn't sleepy but dad said, "Janice, come and sit on daddy's lap."

"Alright daddy."

As she was about to climb on to his lap, I saw that dad was spotting a bulge. She again straddled him. I saw dad lift her skirt so that she sat her panty-covered buttocks on his lap.

As I was looking lost, dad said, "Come and sit next to daddy." Quickly I got up and sat next to him. He put his left arm around me and drew me close to his body. "I'm so happy to have two precious daughters."

Janice told dad, "Thank you for treating us like adults during mom's birthday."

"What do you mean?"

"You and Brad danced with Janet and me and even kissed us. We felt like adults. We liked that."

"You mean you liked when I kissed you?"

"Yes... that was the first time you had kissed us on the mouth... it felt nice."

"If you like I can kiss you now."

"Would you, daddy?"

In answer dad pulled her nearer and caressing her face with his right hand kissed her on the mouth. Janice kissed back. They kissed for at least a minute.

"Thank you, dad."

Dad saw me watching quietly all the time. He said, "I mustn't neglect my special daughter." Then he turned his head and kissed me on the mouth also for a minute.

As soon as we stopped kissing, Janice started to kiss dad again, holding the kiss. Dad took his left arm away from my waist and using both hands lifted Janice by the waist. I saw dad's bulge was like a vertical tent. He lowered her buttocks right on top of it.

"Hmmm..." moaned Janice and they continued to kiss.

Just then mom walked into the living room from the kitchen. Janice stopped kissing and rested her chest on daddy's chest in a posture of sleeping.

Mom asked, "Is she sleeping again like yesterday?"

"Yes... she liked the way we treated her during your birthday."

"What do you mean?"

"She liked the way Brad and I danced with her and Janet. She even liked when we had kissed her on the mouth."

Mom said, "Well, she is growing up fast. I suppose it's natural for her to like these things."

I asked mom, "Is it alright mom for us to kiss dad? On the mouth?"

"Of course, it's alright. It's a fine way to express your love for dad."

Janice, who must have been hearing our talk, now stirred and pretended to wake up and asked, "What's that?"

I told her, "Mom says it's alright for us to kiss dad... on the mouth."

Janice asked, "Is it alright, mom?"

"Yes... go ahead and kiss your dad if you want to."

Immediately and happily Janice kissed dad, squirming on his lap... no, not on his lap but on his bulge. Mom suspected that, I thought. She lifted Janice's skirt to check and then smiled and lowered it back.