There was no sound other than that of three sets of lungs trying to obtain enough oxygen for recovery, until Betty spoke up, her voice not quite steady.
“That, people, was the most intense sexual experience I can remember ever being part of, so thank you all for making it so memorable.”
“For me, too,” said Jenny. She laughed. “But since yesterday was my first ever fuck I don’t have a lot of experience for comparison.”
“Yesterday was your first time? Wow, Jenny, you are one quick learner,” said Betty, laughing.
“I’ve had good teachers,” said Jenny, grinning around at us.
“Who’s for a swim?” said Mum, and there was general assent, so the four of us ambled along to the pool, Mum with Betty, Jenny with me, holding hands. We played in the pool for about forty minutes, getting the kinks out, relaxing. Eventually, we’d had enough.
“Okay,” said Mum, “time for showers. Gary, you and Jenny use yours, since you assure me you both fit in, and Betty and I will use mine. Meet downstairs when you’re done and we’ll watch our latest video, see how bad my camera shake is,” she added, laughing. “Stay naked. Okay folks, let’s go.”
Showering with Jenny is fun, even more so with our new intimacy, and we were both tingling when we turned the water off and reached for our towels. Drying didn’t take long and Jenny rubbed her long hair as dry as she could, since we didn’t have Mum’s hair dryer, and twisted it into a knot, secured with a comb. Then we went back down to join the others who joined us almost immediately, laughing at a shared joke as they came in.
“Okay, Gary,” said Mum, “do we have to wait until you copy the video to the network drive, or will you just use the card reader in the video recorder?”
“I could use the reader, but Betty wants a copy of the video so best if I copy it to the network drive. While I’m doing that, you can show Betty the video of me fucking you, Mum.”
“Ooh, yes, please!” said Betty.
“Pass the remote, please. Okay, opus number two, Welch-Talbot films!” said Mum, wielding the remote.
Laughing, I left them to it and took myself off upstairs to my computer. It didn’t take long to copy the latest video to the network drive and I put the SD card back into the camera and went back downstairs to join the others, just in time to see myself climaxing in Mum’s pussy on the television screen.
“It’s a good job I’m naked,” said Betty, laughing. “If I was dressed I’d have to go off and change my panties. Again!” She turned to me. “Excellent performance, stud!”
“Why, thank you, ma’am. It does this boy good to feel appreciated.”
“Oh, you are,” said Mum, “very much, and I think Jenny and Betty will agree.”
“Absolutely!” said Jenny.
“Definitely!” said Betty, and went on, “Gary? Sometime before I go home, will you take some nude shots of me, please?”
“Of course, I’d be delighted.”
“Something else, too. Have you a razor I could borrow, Elizabeth? I think it’s time I shaved my pussy. When I was eating Jenny out I was thinking, I’m so glad this pussy is bald, or I’d be getting a mouthful of hair! If anybody eats me, I want to be ready!”
“I have a five-pack of disposables in my bathroom cabinet,” said Mum, “and I’m fairly certain there are at least three left.”
“Great,” said Betty, “and now I think it’s time for us to watch Gary nailing me while I snacked on Jenny’s tasty pussy.”
“Ooh, yes,” said Jenny. “I want to see what I looked like when you got me off, Betty. It certainly felt good.”
“You looked very much as if you were enjoying yourself,” said Mum, “I just hope I caught the expression on your face when Betty got you off.”
“We’ll soon know,” I said, and pressed play. Whether it was practice makes perfect, or just that Mum had good balance I neither know nor care, but there was virtually no camera shake and the shots were all framed well, and sharp. Again, I appreciated the way a pussy curves and spreads to receive a cock and I think Betty felt the same way seeing her own pussy do just that as I pushed in.
“I think I’ll be watching this in bed on my tablet, with my new dildo when I get it. And talking of dildos, how much do I owe you for mine, Elizabeth?”
“Nothing. It’s a gift from me to you. Yours, too, Jenny.”
“Oh, thank you so much, Elizabeth, it’s very kind of you.” Jenny gave Mum a quick hug.
“Betty?” I said. “Have you got a flash drive with you?”
Betty laughed. “I have five, all 32 gigabytes, bought new just last week. They’re in with my laptop. I’ll get a couple for you later.”
“You and Mum are doing your business bit tomorrow, yes?”
“Betty nodded. “Yes, tomorrow morning. It should only take an hour or two, then I have the rest of the week free for fun and frolics.”
“I thought we might do the nude shots for you tomorrow afternoon, then, some bedroom shots, some in the pool, anywhere that appeals to us. One thing, though. By tomorrow you’ll have a shaved pussy. Do you want any ‘before’ shots?”
“Oh! Good thinking, Gary. Yes, please. Going to take them now?”
“That’s what I thought. Excuse me for a moment, I’ll get the flash and the reflector.”
The next hour was a fun time as I took the photographs. Betty solo, Betty with Mum, with Mum and Jenny, with me, Mum wielding the camera, and it was almost nine when we broke off for a glass of wine each. Nine-thirty saw me fighting yawns and Jenny and I said goodnight to the others, getting warm kisses from each of them, and made our way to bed. We brushed our teeth and climbed in. I kissed Jenny goodnight and she responded warmly, then broke the kiss, smiling at me.
“I think you need rest more than sex tonight, lover. Tomorrow morning is soon enough, so goodnight,”
“You’re right, my love. Goodnight, sweet Jenny, sleep well.”
“Goodnight, lover, sweet dreams.”
“Morning, stud. Thought I’d let you have a rest this morning, I’ll do the work, although there’s a pair of tits up here could do with some attention, pretty please.”
“Slave driver,” I mock-grumbled, and reached up to cup her twin lovelies, letting my thumbs rub over her erect nipples. I swear she purred! She was wet, getting wetter, and my prick was moving easily in her free-flowing juices as she rocked herself astride me. Despite having made love to Jenny only a few times, I knew she was a keen and willing participant, ready to experiment, to find new ways to share the experience. I knew too that it wouldn’t be long before I came as the smooth action she was using was bringing me steadily closer to climax.
“Won’t be long before you get me off, sweetheart,” I said, smiling up at her.
“So soon?”
“What can I say? You have a very talented pussy.”
“Why, thank you, sir. And you have a very talented pussy-poking prick, but I think I’m going to have to help myself a little.” And her hand moved to her mons, so that her fingers could stroke her clit and help to bring her off.
“Good thinking, babe,” I murmured, blowing her a kiss. She blew one back at me and we shared a smile. I didn’t think it could be very much longer, and it wasn’t, only a dozen or so more rise and fall and then her pussy clamped down on me as she came, triggering my own climax and I blasted up into her as she rode me to a quivering finale, finally collapsing forwards on top of me, limp, breathing as heavily as if she had just finished running a sprint, completely anaerobic, and I wasn’t much better.
Eventually, our breathing steadied and Jenny eased herself up and off my slowly dwindling prick.
“Shower?” I said, and she shook her head.
“No, let’s go and have a pre-breakfast swim. We can shower after that and the swim will help to work up an appetite.”
“Good thinking, sweetheart, let’s do just that.” So we did. A half-hour in the pool was enough for us and we used the poolside shower, washing each other, tickling, kissing, all the fun, silly things that lovers do. Finished, Jenny twisted her hair into a knot and held it in place with a comb and we headed back into the house.
Mum and Betty were at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, both naked and we joined them. Conversation was general as we all concentrated on breakfast. Finished, we washed the dishes than Mum turned to us.
“Betty and I are going to go over the papers she’s brought for me to look over, so you two will have to do your own thing.” She grinned. “And I’m sure you’ll manage to think of something. It will probably take us all morning, but we should be free to play this afternoon. Okay?”
“Okay, Mum, no problem, I’m sure Jenny and I can think of something to do.”
They went out and I turned to Jenny, who stepped forward and kissed me. She leaned back in the circle of my arms and grinned.
“Well, if your Mum and Betty are thinking of playing this afternoon we’d better save your strength, eh, lover?” said Jenny, thoughtfully.
I nodded, wry. “You’re very probably right, lover, so, any thoughts on things non-sexual we can do?”
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