Date: Thu, 9 Jan 2003 15:22:07 +0000 (GMT)
From: T J <dubtownswingers@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Rebecca & Mike's ski trip

First installment of a story as Rebecca and Mike join
the professor's family, and indeed others, on a
ski-ing holiday.  This is a follow up to "Rebecca,
Mike, and the professor" series from November 2002, so
probably best to read those chpaters first to get to
know the characters in this. Hope you like them, and
again keep the comments coming -
dubtownswingers@yahoo.com

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Rebecca, Mike, & the professor: skiing trip

Michael and I spent a number of evenings and another weekend at the
professors' in the run up to Christmas. It was more of the same, and we
just couldn't get enough of it. For Christmas itself we had our own
families to return to - quite different to the professor's, that's for sure
- but for New Year they'd arranged for us to go skiing with them in
Meribel, France. It was our Christmas present from the family, and how we
were looking forward to it. We would be staying with them for a whole week,
which was an experience almost too wonderful to contemplate. Helen had
chipped in for her and Maria to come with us, and Jill had found the most
idyllic 6-bed chalet for us all to share. Whilst the family could all ski -
even Mai-Ling after accompanying them last year to Soll in Austria - the
rest of us couldn't, so we had a few trial runs at dry ski slopes before we
went. Being quite sporty we all managed to ensure we could negotiate a
green run, with Michael brave, or indeed mad, enough to launch him right
from the top, the equivalent of a blue run. That night we had an evening of
great fun at Helen's house too - another story....

The excitement of the meeting up at the airport and getting there was at
times unbearable. Michael and I felt as young and playful as Susan and Sam.
On arrival Clare and Maria found us our luggage and used their skills at
French to sort out transport to the resort. Both Michael and I had the
language from school too, but we were happy to leave it to the girls. They
looked really quite accomplished, and I was a sucker for young girls
speaking French. So, clearly, was Helen, with eyes all around the airport
ogling at a school party of expensively kitted out 12-15 year olds girls.
God I hoped they were in our resort..

We got to Meribel around 3 in the afternoon, and whilst we could hardly
keep our hands off eachother, none of us smelt, nor probably tasted, too
great, so the professor wisely suggested we use the remaining light to walk
around the village and get our bearings before showering etc. We also took
the opportunity to buy our New Years Eve tickets - a large table in
bustling restaurant - and sort out the rental ski gear for those of us who
didn't have any. It was dark by the time we got back to the chalet, but by
then the water was hot and we were all able to shower and meet in the huge
open plan living dining area. For the rest of the week we had a chalet maid
to do the clearing up and make dinner for us, but on arrival day she just
left us light snacks, cold cuts, bread and a huge pot of mulled wine, as
this evening was her day off. We'd meet her tomorrow. That was something to
look forward to, at least we hoped it was. Our own personal maid. We all
wondered if she was fit, and then if she was into group bisexual sex. No
doubt Mai-Ling and Jill would have a word...

We hadn't allocated out the bedrooms yet, and this is where it began to get
real sexy. "At last" I thought. I can't wait to get laid. Jill and Helen
had elected themselves in charge of that task, and they did a fine job. For
each night of the week they'd arrange a roster of who had what rooms,
ensuring that everyone had as much chance of waking up with everyone else
as possible. It also included a complete non-skiing day, so we could spend
the entire time making love with eachother. That decision got a rousing
round of applause and laughter as the professor and Sam began to hand out
the mulled wine, kids included. Sex, as always, was to be public, in the
area we were in now, except for sex in the mornings when we could choose to
be private with the partners we slept and woke up with, or come out into
the living area for, what were to be called, Mai-Ling breakfasts - lots of
eating eachother. Whilst we were all bisexual, Jill and Helen had been
sensitive to each individual's leanings, with Maria spending only two
nights with male company, and making sure Sam was with Susan every other
night - they just loved their morning oral sex with eachother.

Jill & Helen read out each day and each room in turn, which got lots of
giggles, laughs and kisses, and really set the atmosphere. Each night the
two smallest rooms were left empty - one stuffed with suitcases, wet gear
and stuff, the other just spare, Helen said in case of illness, or injury
or ..... that's when Jill added, 'or if we have any friends over'....more
cheers. They kept tonight's arrangements right until the end. The main
bedroom had two big double beds, a couch that opened out into another
bed, and an en-suite bath. Tonight we were all going to share the one
room.......


The chalet was roasting, with a huge fire dominating the main living area.
With the sexy conversation, a couple of mulled wines, and the heat,
shedding clothes and getting into some lovemaking was all I, and I bet all
of those present, wanted to do. We'd been waiting for this moment for
weeks. My heart was pounding and my pussy aching for attention. I moved in
front of Michael so I could rub my ass up against his groin. I definitely
had too many clothes on because I could hardly feel him, even though he
whispered he was horny as hell for me. I should hope so too. We hadn't been
together for a week, and hadn't been with the family for nearly 3. We'd
each agreed not to cum for 3 days before the holiday, so I knew there would
be lots for me and the others to enjoy.

It was Helen and Jill who started things off. When they wrapped up their
little speech they sipped on their mulled wine then shared long, slow open
mouthed kiss, passing the wine back and forth. They then began stripping
eachother, very slowly. I scooted my hands around my back and began to undo
Michael's trousers. I felt his cock, and the heat emanating from it. He was
hard, and oozing pre-cum already. I wanted to turn round and have him cum
in my mouth immediately. I also wanted him inside my pussy, and I
wanted Susan and Clare to bring me off. I wanted Michael and I to receive
the professor's enormous cock. But rather quickly my thoughts changed from
what I wanted to receive to what I wanted to give. I was mesmerized by
Helen and Jill, and with the tenderness they were undressing eachother.
What I wanted to do was give - give my body, my breasts, my mouth, my
pussy. This was the way this extended family shared their lovemaking. And
we were part of that extended family now. God I loved this.


Michael began whispering to me beautifully about Helen and Jill, what they
looked like, how they made us feel, how good it was to share our bodies
with them. My pussy was sopping now. A few feet away Clare and Maria began
removing eachother's clothes, just as their mothers were doing. When the
four of them were naked, they embraced, kissed, then looked to the room,
inviting one person each to join them and be stripped. This was a hard
choice. Not between staying with Michael or going forward, but who to
choose when I got there. Michael ushered me forward, and I walked into
Jill's arms, just as I had done all those weeks ago on our first meeting
with her. She had a way with her Jill, and I loved it so. We kissed deeply.
Helen moved in close, and we kissed deeply also. Then my clothes were
removed, one by one.

Next to me Clare and Maria already had Mai-Ling naked - just one swift
wriggle and her dress fell to the floor. God what a body she had. That all-
over oriental 'tan' did wonders for me. So were Jill and Helen with what
they were doing..wonders indeed. God I was almost cumming. I was certainly
almost naked. Mmmmm. Now I was naked, and being stoked into a mental and
physical frenzy by Helen and Jill.

Maria was now undressing Michael - that was kind of new...maybe she would
play a bit more with us....can't wait for that - whilst Mai-Ling and Clare
undressed the professor. Susan snuggled in between us, so we three girls
gave her all our attention. When we finished removing her clothes I noted
she had shaved. She winked up at me, with that knowing smile. Yes it felt
good - I knew that now, thanks to Mai-Ling - but Susan had done this
specially for Helen. The last time we'd been together Maria had brought
over some of her mom's magazines, and the two with young girls really
appealed to Susan. One was just of girls, girls together with other girls,
all post puberty, but a few of them shaven. The second was with similar
aged girls in photos and stories with slightly older girls, like Clare,
Maria and myself, this time all shaven. Only one, a 'teacher' figure was
not - she was trimmed, just like Helen. I must admit I found both
magazines extremely horny. Susan did too, and Clare had shaved her as a
result. Susan had her 14th birthday earlier in December, and her boobs were
filling out almost weekly, but with her shaven pussy she felt she could
pass for 12 or 13 again, just like the girls in the story. Just like the
girls Helen really liked. And Helen just looked like the teacher. Time for
a fantasy to come true for both of them. Jill was co-conspirator with Clare
and Maria to set this up. She knew her younger daughter's desires, and knew
of Helen's, which, come to think of it, where very like her own. Susan so
wanted some one-on-one with Helen, and sleeping arrangements later in the
week had been so arranged. But they were also to have eachother now, thanks
to their scheming families.

"Helen, will you make love with my daughter ? Susan, will you make love
with Helen". Jill knew that Susan would be in charge. Helen was a complete
submissive, so it was Susan who led Helen over to the couch. "Come Rebecca,
lets be with them", said Jill, taking me by the hand. "And bring Michael.
You need him in you, and Susan has been talking of nothing else for
days...." I looked over to Michael, his beautiful naked body in the
firelight, his cock standing out straight, with Maria's lips around its
end. "I was speaking with Maria on the plane," Jill continued, "Michael is
going to be in demand these next few days..." I smiled. God I loved him.
With that Maria stood up and, holding Michaels cock, led him to join us all
on the couch.

Jill sat me down next to Helen, leaving about 2' between us. She dived down
between my legs, and within seconds I was lost in pleasure. Next to us
Susan was taking her time reaching the same place on Helen's body. Susan
was making Helen stroke her shaved pussy for as long as possible before she
began licking her. By then Michael had sat down and Maria was giving him a
really good blow job, for a relative beginner. Helen could see Jill
feasting on me, her daughter feasting on Michael, and the adorable Susan
standing directly in front, playing with her tits and shaven clit. That was
heaven to Helen. Susan sensed it was time to lick her out, so she slithered
her body down Helens front and began that wonderful experience for them
both.


On the other couch to my right there was some great male-male action going
on. Michael only got himself into these positions occasionally - with only
three guys and six girls it wasn't all that often - but he knew I found
them riveting. Seeing guys suck guys was such a turn on for me. The best
was seeing the professor or Sam cum into Michael's mouth. I hadn't yet got
Michael into the situation where he had both those cocks pumping cum into
his mouth one after the other, or indeed at the same time, other than that
first weekend when he and Susan did it. Since then I'd share some of the
sucking with him, and the cum afterward. Boy I loved to see that cum
spurting into Michaels mouth whilst he gulped and sucked and had his eyes
open looking directly into mine. We'd had it many times where Michael had
taken one or the other, or we'd both shared one of them, but I really
wanted to see him get two cumming cocks at once, and a lot more cum in
general this week.

After his early explorations that first weekend with the family, Michael
had backed off the cock sucking a little. He still did it, but only as much
as the professor, I think because he felt uneasy with it. I couldn't grasp
it - sucking cock was just brilliant - but this was something Michael had
to come to terms with himself. Then, over our last weekend with the family
we'd watch a few bi films that Mai-Ling and the professor had spent some
time editing - to remove the anal and/or male gay scenes, and to cut out
any forced / aggressive stuff - and we'd found them both a real turn on.
That weekend he got back into sucking cock, and, from our phone-sex chats
over Christmas and face to face on the plane, I knew he was as horny for
the boys as the girls right now. One scene we wanted to enact was to have
his sucking the professor and Sam to climax, take some of their cum in his
mouth but then use their two dicks so that they gave him a full cum facial.
He would use the still hard dicks to wipe their cum all around his face in
complete pleasure and then have the girls and I lick his face clean, cum
kissing him all the time. That had happened to me with the professor and
Sam during our last weekend, with Michael and Susan licking me dry. This
time it would be Michaels turn.

All these thoughts were driving me toward me orgasm. I opened my eyes again
and watched the professor sucking Sam for a minute or so in envy, but Jill
was just too good for me to keep my eyes open and hold out on my orgasm. I
was going to cum, and I just had to let go.. My mind raced with images of
Michael, Susan, cumming cocks and juice filled pussies just inches from my
lips; Helen and I with a class full of 14 year old girls, with Clare and
Maria directing them into how they were each going to make love to us in
twos and threes; Michael and I with cum in our bellies and more filling our
mouths as we'd sucked and swallowed a rugby team of male models; and Jill,
Jill and her tongue and mouth and boobs... God what an orgasm..


As I felt the last waves of pleasure run through my body, Jill had moved up
on to the couch and was snuggling beside me. "That was a big one", she
whispered, "I hope there are more of them in there". I kissed Jill
passionately, and she tasted beautifully of me. She cupped my breasts and
held me there some more in that very special, seconds after orgasm, place.
Mmmmm.


Next to us Helen had turned Susan completely upside down so they were 69ing
themselves into simultaneous orgasm that hit just at that moment. It was
great to watch Susan's nubile ass quiver and contract right in front of
Helen's face, knowing that Helen was licking up Susan's luscious pussy
juice. Susan was no longer reaching Helen's pussy and I felt a pang of
disappointment for them both - Helen for not having Susan's lips and tongue
inside her, and Susan for missing out on those juices she so richly
deserved. I released myself from Jill's grasp and quickly put my head
between Helen's legs. 30 seconds of lapping and nibbling and I had Helen
cumming again. She had not released Susan yet, but her second cumming
forced her to. I smiled up at Susan and quickly made way so she could slide
down those few inches to drink Helen's juices.

The kiss from Jill and my licking Helen had given me a real taste for a
woman's cum. I glanced back up at Jill. She was on the couch. I was on the
floor a yard away from her pussy. She had just given me a belter of an
orgasm. It's just so perfect when all you want to do is give someone an
orgasm and the most deserving person in the world is just waiting for you
to do it. Jill was smiling. She knew what was coming. Me to her, and her in
my mouth. I felt like an oral sex goddess, yearned for by Jill, and I,
desperate to share my tongue with her. But I wanted her to want me more. I
dropped one hand to my pussy to stroke myself. I'd shaved myself in the
shower only an hour before, and I was silky smooth. I rubbed my breasts
with the other hand, all the time staring into Jill's eyes, turning her on
as much as I could. I lifted one breast up to my mouth and sucked it. I
raised my hand from my pussy, licked one finger, and offered Jill the
other. Bingo. She wanted me. And I wanted her. She licked my fingers each
in turn, lowered my hand to her breast, and I lowered my face to her pussy.
Divine. I immersed myself in her folds and laps and clit and hole. This was
just bliss.


Susan slid herself off Helen. She'd begun to feel a little funny being
upside down and needed to turn herself the right way up. Helen had given
her a great orgasm, and as always her body was telling her not to stop. Mai-
ling came over to help her up. This left Helen staring at her two most
favoured fantasies - the oriental and the woman-child. Mai-Ling then
proceeded to provide Susan with the most tender, loving kisses, strokes and
hugs. Susan began to respond, and offer Mai-Ling the same. Helen's hands
began to stroke her own body, and she masturbated in time to the movements
of Mai-Ling and Susan.

Clare came over and knelt next to Maria at Michaels cock. Maria had slowed
her action as she watched her mother and Michael stare over her back to Mai-
Ling and Susan. Clare whispered in Maria's ear 'your mum needs you'. Maria
slid over to start eating out her mother, whilst Clare carried on with
Michaels blow job. An inspired move. As the most female-attracted women in
our house, Helen and Maria had had lots of catching up to do since we had
introduced them to sex with us and with eachother. Helen still felt a
little uncomfortable being with her daughter one-on-one, and with Maria at
boarding school all week, they actually hadn't spent that much time
enjoying and pleasuring eachother's bodies. Maria was determined to bring
her mother round during this holiday, and Clare's suggestion had given her
the perfect starting opportunity.
For the three on the couch - Helen, Jill, and Michael - this scene was
great. They had the show of Mai-Ling and Susan - and what a show it was -
and oral sex on tap from Maria, myself, and Clare.

Mai-Ling motioned the professor and Sam to join them. Sam moved to our side
of the couch so that Jill could take him in her mouth. I looked up to
watch. It was beautiful. A few more licks of Jill's clit, some more juices
for me to savour. I looked up again, then across at Helen and finally to
Michael. I was thrilled. He had the professor cock in his mouth. "Suck on
him Michael" I thought. "suck on him til he cums, and enjoy every last drop
of it." At that point Clare raised herself up of the floor, straddled
Michael, and then impaled herself on him, and then began to ride him
softly. For once she didn't go to share in the blow job. Clare was content
to bring to watch Michael sucking her father whilst she brought herself
off. If, at the same time, she could bring Michael his orgasm, great. If
daddy's length was still hard when she'd finished, even better. As she
found the sight of Michael sucking him so erotic, and Michael fitting her
insides so well, she'd take the chance. Now there were two girls in the
room willing him on with that blow job. I was really happy for him.

As I refocused on Jill's pussy I was really happy for me too. My man was
sucking cock. Wonderful. I was sucking pussy. Wonderful too. We were both
in France with our wonderful lovers giving oral sex and had a whole week to
be together with them. I could hardly contain myself. I didn't think I
could be happier or homier, but then Jill started cumming into my mouth,
calling my name. I was happier and hornier. God all I'd need would be a few
gentle strokes and I'd be cumming too. Any my wish came true. I should have
guessed it - how could Jill call my name with Sam's cock in her mouth.
Sensing her own orgasm approach she had sent Sam round to shag me doggy
style while she focused for those last few seconds entirely on herself.

Sam slid in to me perfectly. By now, after a couple of months with me and
Michael, he and the other guys all knew I came pretty easily in this
position. It did only take a few strokes. I exploded. My pussy contracted,
my knees gave way and I must have almost ripped Sam's dick off him, not
that I knew anything about it. I was cumming, and all the above images came
rushing back along with lots of new ones.

My recovery was to crawl toward Jill's feet and catch my breath. She smiled
down at me, but motioned for me to look behind me. As I turned round I got
the most gorgeous shot of Mai-Ling standing behind Sam, feeding his dick
into Susan's mouth as she kneeled before him. Seconds later, Sam came. I
would have too, had I the energy. The sight of Susan's face at anyone's
groin is just so cum demanding. Sam cums in buckets, but Susan sucks him
off so regularly she knows just how to handle it, yet this was extra
special.

After the first spurt Susan withdrew Sam's cock and placed it against her
cheek. She let each subsequent spurt dribble onto different places on her
face, and then took the final few back in her mouth. It was exquisite to
watch. Jill ran her fingers through my hair, and I got shivers all down my
spine. Helen was mesmerized. Her darling little schoolgirl fantasy had just
given one of the best blow jobs in history. She just couldn't help herself.
As Susan turned toward the couch to show everyone her cum-covered, broadly
smiling face, two orgasms hit.

The first was Helen's, strongest she'd had since being with us, gushing
juices into her daughter face. Maria was in bliss. Her mom was coming for
her and in quantities she'd not known before. The girl was in raptures.

The other orgasm was the professors, and this is to where my attention was
drawn. Michael had really been going for it and knew that magnificent,
awesome cock was going to cum soon. That I knew he had been yearning for
for weeks. 'Go for it, Mikey' I thought. However, much as he'd done 90% of
the work, it was the face and sounds of Susan that took the professor over
the edge. The professor had watched intently as Sam had cum on Susan. Now
looking him straight in the eye, with a mouthful of Sam's cum and 6 or 7
streams more streams of cum beginning to feel the effects of gravity and
slip slowly down her face, Susan licked her lips, made a very purposeful
and audible 'Mmmmmmmm' for a second or more, and then resumed her licking
of Sam's cock. The professor exploded. 'You lucky devil' I thought about
Michael, and then wished him all the sexual pleasure he deserved.

Jill motioned me to go join them. "Go share him" she said. I jumped to my
feet and moved around the back of the couch to be with him. The professor
continued to cum into Michael's mouth. He must have been saving his up too.
Clare hadn't quite made it in time, but the sight of the professor cumming
began to take her over the edge. By the time I had got there she began to
lose herself, and in the next 5 seconds or so she exploded. Michael had
done a fine job guzzling cum, so I took the cock from him and made sure the
professors last two or three spurts splashed onto Michaels face. Part of
the fantasy we had discussed on the phone and on the plane was coming true,
or rather cumming true. As we lost Clare completely, Michael got his first
facial cock massage, lubricated by cum. He looked at me, and I could tell
two things. First he just loved this - the blow-job, Clare riding him, me
being there and making one of our fantasies all but complete - and second,
he had a mouthful of cum. I beamed back at him. I couldn't have been
happier. Cum facials had been highly infrequent until we'd all watched
those bi movies and started talking about them. The movie scenes had ended
with cum on faces. We had decided on better endings.

As his last spasm yielded no more cum, I knew the professor's cock needed
the warmth and softness of a lips and mouth, but ever so tenderly. Like
Michael's face his length was sticky with cum, and I made sure I got every
last drop of what was inside as well as outside. The professor remained
hard, very hard, and he was a joy to suck. Soon Clare rejoined us. I passed
her father's cock to her. This time she hungrily devoured it, as I turned
my attentions to Michael's face. I licked him dry. Clare released the
professor and joined me to attack Michaels face and lips, kissing him
deeply and receiving lots of cum in our mouths as a reward. Within a few
minutes of cum kisses and continuing riding, Clare expertly brought Michael
to his first orgasm of the evening.

On the floor Mai-Ling had licked Susan's pretty face clean of cum. After
the spout of orgasms for the rest of us we began to untangle and recuperate
while watching Mai-Ling and Susan continue their show. For 20 minutes or
more they just pleasured eachother, changing positions, licking, kissing,
hugging caressing, grinding their pussies against one another, 69ing and
bringing themselves to pulsating orgasms. Mai-Ling had brought Susan into
one of those almost hypnotic states of love and lust, and held her there
throughout.

To watch the show we used the couches, arranged in a U-shape, with the
large one a the bottom of the U, to spread ourselves out, keeping Mai-Ling
and Susan in view in the centre on the floor. I walked round with the
professor to the nearest side couch. He sat down, and I way lengthways on
it, propped up on my elbows, and sucking on him. He had relaxed to semi
hard now, but as the show continued and he watched Mai-Ling and Susan
cumming in turns, he got all his strength back. I had to tuck my legs into
a kneeling position to get comfortable to take his hard cock in my mouth.
He oozed precum for the rest of the show, and, as I watched and sucked, I
became very, very wet. One hand of the professors' played with me as I
sucked him. Just blissful

Opposite to us Jill and Sam were doing much the same thing. I'm sure Jill
would had loved to have traded places in a way - better cock, more
experienced lover - but sometimes sucking a big cock for too long can get
troublesome. I only blew the professor every so often. Jill could do it all
the time., so she left me in peace to enjoy it.

On the big couch Clare snuggled into Michael. Every minute or so she'd
reach her hand inside herself and bring up a lovely mixture of cum -
Michael's and her's - for them both to share. Otherwise they spent most of
their time just stroking eachother's nipples and chests, and watching the
girls. But Michael and I caught eachother's eye often enough. We mouthed 'I
love you's to each other, but I could tell he was a tad envious of me and
the professor. By her looks, I think Clare was too.

Next to them Maria and Helen were discovering mother daughter love of a
totally sexual nature. Maria was so happy. Helen may have had a few
reservations still, but not as I could tell right now. Initially they sat
staring out at Mai-Ling and Susan, legs crossed over eachother, hands in
eachother's pussies. But once Susan had reached her first orgasm, Maria
turned her submissive mother to lay on the couch, and 69d her, Maria on
top, her feet resting on Michael's legs. Clare got a great view of Maria's
pussy being feasted upon by Helen, and soon Maria was cumming. The then
repaid the favour for Helen's second. Maria then released her mother,
seemingly believing they would just return to sitting together on the
couch, maybe snuggling, but first Helen was on a mission to get her
daughter again, make it 2-2. She righted herself, and kneeling on the couch
sideways on, lowered her head to eat Maria out. As I told you, few
reservations I could pick up on. Maria came heavily after a few minutes.
Then they snuggled like young lovers in the park.

It was after Susan's third orgasm that the two girls on the floor finally
called it quits. Both were exhausted in post coital bliss. Clare stepped up
to collect a soft rug from by the fire and returned to drape it over them.
Within minutes they seemed to fall asleep. I'm sure Susan was. Mai-Ling
just felt in love.

Across the room Sam finally exploded into Jill. Clare immediately thought
of something. She stepped around the girls and joined her mother for some
cum kisses - Sam always gave out more than one mouth could hold. But rather
than swallow she took her mouthful to the centre of the floor, knelt down
over Mai-Ling, and cum-kissed her. When they'd finished, Clare said, "from
everyone".

The professor loved these signs of affection and I'm sure I felt the
beginnings of an orgasm. He then went still for a second. "got him", I
thought. Then the release. "yeah, I got you big boy". Cum started flowing
into my mouth. I used my hands to support my body weight and just let his
cock spurt into me. Maybe only half the cum of his last ejaculation, but
when you have balls and cock his size, that's more than enough. I felt a
feminine hand begin to rub my pussy - must be Clare's, I thought - and I
felt so much love toward her. She was so good; really knew how to stroke
me. I could tell the professor desperately wanted his cock stroking, but I
was not about to comply. I just stayed there, lips firmly attached to his
end, my tongue swirling the cum around his tip and in my mouth. The
tingling sensation was supreme. Cum does that if you hold it in your mouth
for 20-30 seconds or so. I love it. I released the professor and came up to
cum kiss him, and we did so passionately. He began to play with my tits in
a rhythm that matched Clare's stroking. The professor and I continued to
kiss, but my tongue was starting to lose its focus. My breasts and pussy
were taking over, and then it was just my pussy. I stopped kissing him,
nuzzled my head into his shoulder and neck, and then I came in floods.

Mine was to be the last orgasm in the family room for a while. Michael had
got up to bring over some cold beers, cokes, and the jug of mulled wine.
When I came round the glasses were being handed out, and I got given an ice-
cold glass of sauvignon blanc. I sat up to drink it. Michael sat at the
professor's feet, and the professor ruffled his hair. Michael looked
beautiful. With a mouthful of ice cold wine he took the professors deflated
cock into his mouth for a few playful seconds. This wasn't sexual. It was
meant to bring a laugh to release the conversation away from sex, and it
worked. We began chatting about the resort, tomorrow's skiing plans, and
similar conversations started flowing elsewhere in the room. Soon we were
all involved in animated and laughter-filled discussions, Mai-Ling and
Susan too. We were all still naked, but with blankets draped over our
shoulders. At one point I looked around the room. I could see tits, pussies
and willies every where. Slender bodies, muscular bodies, fit bodies, and
young bodies, and, save a few trimmed pubes, no body hair to speak of. But
most of all I saw smiling faces, of 6 women and 3 men. At that point my
smile, the 7th women, was probably brightest of all. The smile on my face
and of that deep down in my stomach. I was so in love with Michael, and so
into the rest of the room too.

What a start to our holiday. We still had the rest of the evening ahead of
us yet. As I sipped my wine I tried to plan out some more sexcapdes. Clare
and Mai-Ling had taught Maria some of the social graces and practicalities
of our sessions. I was really turned on by her session with her mother.
Helen knew what she was doing now too. I made my mind up to try and be with
them some before the night was out.