I looked at Nancy and asked, “Was that an idle offer about eating my pussy?”
“No! I want us to start this party in the right way, and there is no “righter” way than by licking the sweet juices off your clit and out of your hole.”
“It is my pleasure Nancy. Which do you want; top or bottom?”
“I’ll start on top. Who knows where we will finish.”
With that she pushed me to my back, straddled my face with her pussy, and began to lick the juices off my clit. It was as if lightening had struck. The shocking sensations of pleasure rocketed through my body. Normally, it takes me a while to build to an orgasm, but not today. In almost no time I climbed Orgasm Mountain, and shouted from its peak. That was just the beginning. Nancy kept constant pressure on my cunt bringing me to orgasm after orgasm, and somehow, through my tremors, I did the same to her. I enjoyed one of the most intense and satisfying sexual experiences of my life, and looking at Nancy withering on the ground after she rolled off I would say it was a similar experience for her.
We lay there for a few minutes recovering our senses. At last I stood and headed for the pool.
“Wait, are you forgetting what Paula said about cum?”
“Actually, yes; something about your tongue on my clit made me go blank. But, this party is scheduled for three days, and I am going swimming sometime. Hell, I like to fuck in a pool. You can wear that sticky stuff for as long as you want, but I’m getting in the water.” With that I did a well-executed dive off the side of the pool.
Nancy joined me in the pool for a few minutes, and then we headed toward the food. As with everything else, the buffet was outstanding. It was a sumptuous repast with something to please every palate. On one table was a salad bar with various greens, toppings, dressings, and pre-fixed salads. The next table was meat. A variety of beef, pork, chicken, and lamb dishes plus a standing roast of those with long legs. Two tables of seafood followed. The first was fish baked, roasted, steamed, with and without sauce, French, Thai, Indian, and many other styles beyond my culinary realm. The second seafood table was shellfish. This is where I spent the majority of my eating time. The Swenson’s laid out shrimp, Blue crab, King crab legs, clams, and oysters to name some of the varieties. Following the shellfish table was a table covered with vegetables and side dishes. They looked pretty, but I went quickly by them; yuck, vegetables. The last table was desserts. I cannot adequately describe the array of sweet things on offer. Not only were they varied and beautiful, but they were also delicious. It is a good thing fucking burned up a lot of calories because I was planning to spend a goodly amount of time sampling the desserts.
Nancy and I filled our plates, found a place to sit, and then studied the people. You know, trying to see if there was anyone we knew, and commenting on the merits of the various displayed bodies. You know what I mean; comments such as “there is no way those are real tits” or “check out that cock” Much to our pleasure there were several people we recognized; some personally and some professionally. An aspect we found interesting was the number of couples we actually knew who seem to have older teenage children in company. The children did not seem bashful with their nudity, but to Nancy and I it seemed odd. We each said just the thought of being naked in front of our parents gave us an uncomfortable shiver. I simply cannot imagine being naked, let alone having sex in front of Mom and Dad. Among the families were Jane and Gary Ribbon with John and younger brother Matt; Tom and Melissa Tubs with their triplets Mary, Mindy, and Melody; Willow and Parker Ames with their son Daniel; as well as Barb and Andy Camp with their son Joe and daughter Jean. I wasn’t sure, but I guessed all the kids were at least 18.
After taking care of our food needs, Nancy and I decided to go our separate ways for a while; what was the point of attending a party such as this if you stayed with the same partner. Nancy headed toward the house and I went back to the pool. It was the last time we saw each other until Sunday afternoon.
A goodly crowd had gathered around the pool. Some were talking in small groups, but there was a larger group near the spa and that is where I headed. The attraction was a threesome of two women and a male. I don’t know what they had done earlier, but right now one woman was fucking the man in his ass while he fucked the other woman in her ass. What made it unusual and interesting was the size of the first woman’s dildoe. I expected big, but this was big in a different way; twelve inches long but only one inch in diameter. The fake cock was able to slide in all the way yet it was not so wide as to make it uncomfortable. In the past I had witnessed several guys take a big one up the ass. After the pain they liked the feeling and they came, but they never produced an erection.
“That feels so fucking good.” the male said. “You can’t imagine the difference from those huge things. With this one I still get to fuck your sister.”
The bottom woman said, “Will you shut your fucking mouth and concentrate on ramming your cock up my ass! I love the way it slides up my poop alley; it is smooth and slick, and it stretches my clit from the back. Don’t forget I want you to shoot it into my mouth when you cum.”
I’ve done some off beat things, but I haven’t taken a shit-covered dick in my mouth. It sounded gross and disgusting, but I didn’t walk away.
He said, “I’m getting close! If you want to stay in my ass get ready to move, and you get ready to turn around.”
The back woman pulled the dildoe from the man’s ass. It was streaked with shit, and his ass hole was left gaping. While the man continued to pump into the woman beneath him his fucker walked around front.
“My sister is going to suck your shitty cock, and you will suck this one if you know what’s good for you!
The man’s eyes opened wide with excitement and continued to pump. “Oh god, I am so fucking close. Turn around and suck me off, bitch.”
He pulled out of her ass; his cock brown with shit. The woman spun around, grabbed his dick with her hand, and guided it to her mouth. Without a moment of hesitation she swallowed the male member, and sucked for all she was worth. Meanwhile, the other woman pressed her “cock” to the man’s mouth. “Suck you two-bit cock-sucking whore! Suck my dick. Suck your shit and make me clean!”
As he placed his mouth around the dildoe the excitement pushed him over the edge. He quickly, and repeatedly shoved his dick down the woman’s throat. She took it all and when he withdrew it was with a clean cock. There was not one bit of feces. She gave him a clean cock just as he gave the other woman a clean dildoe.
There was a small round of applause from the group, and then I moved on to explore the unusual furniture. The most prevalent piece turned out to be nothing but a wide sawhorse covered with heavy padding. On top of each were two hoods, and on each leg was a bondage shackle. I wasn’t sure of the sawhorse’s purpose, but I had some ideas. Some of those ideas were answered, as two people, a male and a female already wearing hoods, were lead to a sawhorse. They were forced to bend over the horse, their hands and feet locked into the shackles, and then their escorts departed. What a picture; bent over a sawhorse with perianal area fully exposed, extremities completely stretched and shackled, with a hood in place, and apparently wearing a gag.
I watched for a little while, but when nothing happened I decided it was time for me to get fucked. There was an empty mattress near the pool stairs that looked like a good place to attract a male. In what would seem a universal signal, I laid on my back, hands behind my head, feet on the mattress, with knees flexed and spread as wide as possible. As expected, the signal worked. It didn’t take very long before someone, actually eight people, were nudging between my legs.
A gorgeous young blond stood above my head and said, “Ms Baley? Are you Jo Baley?”
“Yes.”
“Our parents said to find you, and to ask you nicely to teach us how to fuck. Dad said you were the best person he knew to do that job.”
“What, what are you saying?” I looked around, and here were the triplets, and the other young people. “Your parents said to find me because I could teach you how to fuck?”
“Yes! Wait! Don’t take that wrong, we know the mechanics of how to fuck; none of us are virgins. My Dad says you are a considerate, and passionate lover with a tremendous imagination; that you could show us the art of sex in a way neither our parents nor people our age can. He said to give you this bag; it contains some things you may find useful. Now back to the beginning, will you teach us?”
I thought for a moment, and realized this is why I received the invitation. I did not have a free ride here, but I now saw the potential for many interesting sexual adventures. “No, I won’t teach you how to fuck because as you’ve said you know how to fuck. There is much more to sex than fucking. What I will do is act as a guide to make you into better sex partners, into lovers. Are you interested in that?” There was a nodding of heads among the group. “What do you want to know? No, let me ask a different way. Is there anything you don’t want to know or in which you will not participate?”
There was some hesitation in their eyes; some fear of the unknown. I looked at the girls. “Are you willing to eat pussy, take a cock up your ass, and do it in front of people? Boys, are you willing to suck a cock, fuck and get fucked in the ass? Are all of you willing to do it with an animal? I need each of you to carefully think about each of those things. I can show you much, but if you aren’t willing to do these things, then maybe you are not ready for me to teach you. And for God’s sake be honest with yourself. Don’t tell me you can when you know you can’t.”
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