Date: Wed, 22 Aug 2001 20:53:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Todd Corbin <toddcorb@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Swingers"  4th Installment

The following series is mostly fantasy based only in part on some actual
occurrences in the author's life.  The story deals with bisexual and
incestuous family sex.  Readers' comments and criticisms, as well as
suggestions, are welcome and encouraged.  All e-mails will be responded to.
The series will continue as long as interest prevails.  Write to:
toddcorb@yahoo.com


SWINGERS

Chapter 4 - Roosters

During the next several years, Harry and Louise attended many Swingers
parties at the Crawford mansion.  It soon came to their attention that
other Swinger get-togethers were also being held around town.  None,
however, were as big and open as the Crawford soirees.  But Harry and
Louise did get invitations to parties that were held in a town house that
was considerably smaller than the Crawford mansion.  What appealed to them,
however, was that it was always a much more subdued party with a rather
discreet atmosphere.  There was no nudity or open sex in the living room.
As guests arrived, they were greeted with an elegant atmosphere of couples,
fully dressed, standing around with cocktails in their hands and chatting
as one would find at any "respectable" cocktail party.  As the evening
progressed, spouses would pair off with other spouses and would discretely
retire to one of the bedrooms, each of which contained either three queen
sized beds or two king sized beds.  There were always a number of married
couples who were there only to watch and to observe the sexual activity
voyeuristically.  Many did not participate, but found that being witness to
live sex was considerably more exciting to feed their fantasies in their
own love making than mere pornographic videos.

At one particular party at this location, there was no one there who was
known personally by Harry and Louise.  There were no lawyers or doctors
there; most were city officials and politicians.  Shortly after arriving,
Harry and Louise fell into conversation with a young man and his wife who
drove in from a large city, one hundred and fifty miles away where he was
the newly elected mayor.  Their names were Felix and Martha Craven.  Harry
and Louise had read about them.  He was an unusually young man who had won
an overwhelming victory over his opponent on the one issue of cleaning up
vice and pornography in that city.

Felix seemed obvious about his attraction to Louise and was unable to take
his eyes off of her.  At this party, however, it would not do to be too
obvious in the living room or to make any overt gestures that would seem
crude.

Felix, in a very formal and chivalrous way, turned to Harry and said, "Your
wife is lovely.  I would certainly like to get to know her better."

Harry smiled and said, "Well, Felix, I'm sure my wife would like to know
you, too."  Louise smiled in agreement.

Felix then took Martha by the arm and said very stiffly, "I need to tell
you both that Martha and I always like to stay together.  And we would be
honored if the two of you would join us in another room."  Martha, a small
petite young woman, smiled coyly.

Harry said, "You mean, you would just like to observe?"

"In a way, yes," Felix continued in his quiet and stiffly formal manner.
"But what we have in mind is that you and I can experience each other's
wives, and our wives can experience each other's husbands.  I have always
loved to be present when Martha has been pleasured by other men.  To be
there and watch over each other during those extreme moments of pleasure
has, we found, enhanced and strengthened our marriage."

Harry thought this was a terribly formal way to be talking for a mere
twenty-five year old man, who had not been married long, but was now
handing over his wife to another man for sex.  He looked over at Louise,
who merely shrugged as though to say, "We might as well give it a try."

They took the stairs to the second floor where the bedrooms were located.
Felix, peering into the gloom of the first room, proclaimed.  "This one is
perfect . . . two kings.  One is occupied, but no matter.  The other will
do fine.:

The four of them began to remove their clothes.  Felix did so very
methodically, not only folding his trousers and his shirt neatly, but also
folding his socks.  The other three were now lying naked on their backs.
Felix, now completely naked himself, looked down at Louise and began to
growl in the most uncharacteristic and animalistic way.

With a smile on his face that was more like a sneer, he jumped on the bed,
straddling and crouching over Louises's hips.  He suddenly became totally
another person.  "Now, you fucking dirty slut, the first thing that I
always do to low-life whores like you is to fuck the shit out of your
dirty, slimy, shitty asshole."  Grabbing Louise's legs, Felix forced them
up into the air.

Martha giggled with delight.  Louise caught her breath and gasped.  Harry
rose up to a sitting position.

"Wait a minute, Felix!  What the fuck do you think you're doing!  You're
like a maniac!  Now take your hands off of my wife!  What kind of game do
you think you're playing?"

Felix let go of Louise's legs and moved quickly to just sitting on the side
of the bed.  Still with a growling voice, Felix said, "Harry, it surely
doesn't surprise you that I hate sluts and whores.  I have spent a great
deal of time and money trying to get rid of the filthy slut population in
my city.  And that's how I got elected.  And I also hate all those
shit-head husbands who leave their wives and innocent children at home and
go out prowling for whores to fuck.  This woman here is a whore and you are
a whore fucker!"

"Come on, Luise.  This guy is sick!"  Turning to Felix he said, "If you are
so much against whores, and you think my wife is a whore, why were you
going to fuck her?"

"Because I hate whores!  They're an abomination!  And to teach them how
much I hate them, I want to tear their assholes wide open with my cock and
let them bleed their tainted, sinful blood all over the ground!"

Harry shouted, "What about your wife, here?  She must be a whore, too,
since she's lying there beckoning me to stick my cock into her!"

"She's not a whore!  She's merely an instrument of my crusade, there to
tempt whore-fuckers like you to show yourselves for the filthy sinners you
are!

Harry and Louise jumped off the bed and, grabbing their clothes, ran from
the room.  They dressed hurriedly in the hall and ran down the stairs and
out the door.  As they drove home on the Interstate Highway, Louise began
to cry.  "I'm not a whore, Harry.  But maybe I am.  Maybe we shouldn't be
doing these things at these parties.  I love you, Harry.  I'd never
secretly cheat on you.  What we have been doing isn't cheating, is it?"

Harry saw a rest stop and pulled into it and parked.  There were no other
vehicles there, except a large eighteen-wheeler.  Harry turned off the
lights and reached over, taking Louise in his arms.

"Louise, my dear sweet Louise.  We've talked about this before.  It's easy
to rationalize what we are doing.  And it's even easier to realize that,
although there are people in the world who don't approve or understand,
we're doing nothing wrong.  We love each other more than ever and our
marriage is strong.  There is no infidelity.  You are not a whore or a
slut, and I'm not a whore-fucker.  We go everywhere together, and we always
know what each other is doing.  Now, lets not have anymore tears.  Remember
the love we have for each other grows stronger every day.  Okay?  Are we
okay now?"

Louise nodded as she nestled her head against Harry's chest.

"Anyway," purred Harry as he pulled down the neckline on Louise's blouse,
allowing one tit to flop out.  "I haven't run into any boobs as hot as
these since the day I met you."  Then sucking one very hard nipple into his
mouth and reaching up under her skirt, he said, "And never have I had the
pleasure to fuck a pussy as sweet as yours."

As he found her clit with his fingers, he gently massaged it.  "Oh, Harry,"
Louise sighed, "I do love you so much.  And I know that what we do at these
parties is just a fun activity we have as a couple-we're never really
separated.  We're really always there together."

Harry struggled to get into position so he could get his face down and eat
a little bit of Louise's pussy.  By this time, Louise had taken her blouse
off completely and Harry had dropped his pants down to his ankles.

"Louise," said Harry, "The front seat just isn't any good for this with two
bucket seats and all this gear shift mechanism here in the middle between
the seats.  Come on, let's get into the back seat."

As Louise got out of the car with her tits completely exposed, and Harry
following her with no pants on, the driver of the semi truck was just
walking back from the restroom building.  Seeing Harry and Louise climb
into the back seat, he stopped in his tracks.  He knew he had just seen two
people who were about fuck each other.  He had planned to climb back into
his truck, but instead walked slowly over to the car in hopes that he could
either watch what was going on or perhaps even be invited to participate.

When he got close enough to look into the back door window, he saw that
Harry and Louise were now both completely naked.  They had opened the
window slightly so that they could get some air.  Harry had his mouth and
tongue buried into Louise's pussy when he heard a noise from outside.
Looking up suddenly, he saw a young blond headed man staring at him.

"Hey, what are you doing!" shouted Harry to the man.

"Aw shit, man.  I'm the driver of that there truck," the driver said.  "I'm
ain't gonna hurt ya.  I just wanna watch.  Please?  I just love to watch
people fuckin'"

Harry could see that the driver was not armed, nor did he look dangerous in
any way.  Raising himself up a little, he could see that the man had
dropped his pants and was slowing stroking a very long uncut cock..

"Okay, man," said Harry.  "You can watch if you want to."

The truck driver opened the car door so he could get a better view.
Louise, who was lying on her back on the seat, with her head by the open
door, could look up and see the drivers large cock and balls not far from
her head.  As Harry continued to eat and suck on her hot, wet pussy, Louise
reached back over her head and put her hands behind the truck driver's
thighs and pulled him toward her until his balls were over her face.  As
she licked and kissed his moist hairy balls, he moved even closer and
positioned himself so that he could easily slip his gorged cock into her
mouth.  When Harry saw this, he pulled his face off of Louise's pussy and
scooted up far enough in order to be able to plunge his own cock into her
pussy.  As he pumped her faster and faster, his face was just inches from
Louise's mouth, which was sucking hard on the truck driver's cock.

Harry felt the first signs of the orgasm that was building somewhere inside
of his abdomen.  When the truck drive saw that Harry was stiffening up and
about cum, he felt his own orgasm building rapidly and then let loose with
a flood of hot sperm into Louise's mouth just as her pussy was been blasted
with Harry's strong surges of sperm.  As their orgasms subsided, the truck
driver slowly pulled his deflating penis out of Louise's mouth, at which
time, Harry lurched forward and took it into his own mouth and sucked out
all the remaining sperm from the drivers thick shaft.

Just then, a little boy's voice was heard calling from the truck.  "Daddy,
where are you?  I'm getting scared.  Where are you?"

"Coming," shouted the truck driver.  Turning back to the two lying in the
back seat, he said.  "That's my little guy.  His mother deserted us last
year, and me and him travel the highways together in my truck.  He's a
great companion.  But I'm afraid that daddy isn't gonna have much spunk for
him to eat tonight, now that you've taken all I have for awhile."

Harry asked, "I take it the two of you get along pretty good."

"Oh, shit yeah!  He's the best little fuckin' cocksucker on the planet.  We
keep each other satisfied.  He can't cum yet, but he likes his little one
inch cock sucked.  Anyway, you're a pretty good cocksucker, too, Ma'am.
You're a lucky son-of-a-bitch, man.  She's got terrific tongue action.
Thanks again!  See ya around!"

Harry and Louise just lay there for a few minutes trying to take in what
just happened.

"Harry, I didn't really mean to suck his cock like that," Louise said.  "I
just sucked it in without hardly thinking.  Sometimes I think maybe I am
just a slut at heart."

"Well, Louise, if you are, so am I.  Remember I took his cock in my mouth,
too, and sucked him dry."

They drove the rest of the way home sitting naked in the car.  Harry drove
very carefully since there were police cars around and he wanted to take no
chance that he would be stopped and arrested for being naked.  They pulled
into their driveway and ran across the yard naked and into the front door,
completely forgetting about the fourteen year old neighbor boy who was baby
sitting.  As Louise ran on upstairs, Harry, who sprung a very rigid hard-on
when he saw the boy, counted out his pay for the evening.  As he handed it
to him, Harry could plainly see a very large hard penis outlined in the
left pant leg of the boy's shorts.

As the boy departed, Harry thought, "Ah well, it'll give him something to
think about when he jacks off tonight."

* * * *

Harry and Louise continued to attend the get togethers in town put on by
the various Swingers groups that existed.  They frequently, but not always,
attended these sexual feasts with Jack and Margo Ford.  Harry had always
remembered the time when Jason Crawford, Jr. revealed that Jack had begged
to be fucked by both him and his father.  Before that time, Harry had
always believed that Jack was strictly a "lady's man," so to speak.  But
hearing that Jack wanted to get fucked by two men that evening wore heavily
on Harry's curiosity over the next several years.  He would watch Jack in
the showers at the Gym after their noon workouts to see if there were any
signs of his interest in men.  On several occasions, when good looking
young men would enter the showers while he and Jack were there, he noticed
that Jack would steal glances at them and frequently get rapidly rising
hard-ons.  Harry knew that hard-ons were fairly common in the showers among
men who worked out at Gyms.  But there was something a little too
consistent about Jack's behavior.

One day, after they had showered and dressed, Harry asked Jack to stay
awhile and have lunch with him at the Gym's snack bar-appropriately called
the "Health Bar."

"Jack, there's something I've wanted to ask you for a long time," began
Harry.  "You and I have been friends for years, and I don't feel we've had
many secrets from each other.  We and our wives have even been very open
around each other about sex.  Now, I'm not a judgmental person, and I would
never be judgmental about anything you did.  It's just that I'm curious
about something."

Jack held up his hand.  "Harry, you don't have to go any further.  I knew
this would come up sooner or later.  It's about me getting fucked by a
couple of men, isn't it?"

"Well, yeah . . . but . . . "

"About a week after that happened, young Jason Crawford let it slip that he
had told you that both he and his father fucked me, and that I was the one
who begged for it.  There's no way I can deny it, Harry, nor do I really
want to deny it.  I'm going to give you now my full and open admission that
I am attracted to certain men sexually.  I've been prepared for this
moment, Harry.  I just knew you were going to ask me about it eventually.
And I made up my mind that when that time came, I was going to give you a
straight answer.  I will always love you as my closest friend, Harry.  And
you will never know the sadness I will feel if this pulls apart our
friendship."

Harry smiled and reached across the table, squeezing Jack's arm.  "I know
this is going to surprise you, Jack.  But our friendship just got stronger.
I also feel a sexual attraction to some men.  Because we have always been
such close friends, this is something that you and I should have confessed
to each other long ago."

Tears began to fill Jack's eyes and he quickly pulled out his handkerchief
and held it up to his face.  "Harry, I was convinced that our friendship
would end if I ever confessed this to you.  I just knew it would end.  And
then to learn that you and I are really true soul mates in how we feel
. . . I just never knew."

That evening, Harry informed Louise about Jack's confession.  Louise, of
course, had suspected it ever since hearing Jason, Jr.'s assertion that he
and his father had fucked Jack at his own behest.

* * * *

Todd Thompson was now six years old and was attending the first grade.
Harry and Louise had tried to have more children after Todd was born, but
their efforts were rewarded only by a series of miscarriages.  Various
non-life-threatening female problems ensued, and Louise was finally advised
to have a hysterectomy.  It was performed by Dr. Juan Lopez.  But prior to
the operation and during the almost six years since Louise was first
involved with Dr. Lopez in a sexual episode at Dr. Crawford's Swingers
party, Louise and Harry went to Dr. Lopez's office together during her
regular gynecological exams.

Each one of the exams was concluded with a hotly anticipated sexual
encounter among Harry, Louise and Juan Lopez and his wife, Sandra.  They
would lock themselves in the examining room for about twenty minutes to a
half hour.  The routine was much the same during each visit.  All four
would strip down completely.  Louise would lie on her back on the examining
table, sometimes with her feet in the stirrups, sometimes not.  Juan would
first bury his face in Louise's pussy, which always greeted him with an
ample flow of erotic smelling vaginal juices.  He would then stand on a
small stool and insert his nine inch plus cock into her cunt and fuck her
very slowly.  Harry would usually stand close and watch Juan's cock
intently as it slipped and sloshed in and out of his wife's wet cunt.  On
some occasions, Harry found Juan's little brown ass irresistible and would
run his fingers through his ass trench and over his ass hole.  Juan never
seemed to object.  On each outward motion of Juan's cock, long strings of
Louise's pussy fluids would run out of her cunt and form a pool on the
examining table.

Sandra Lopez would be on her knees holding onto Harry's balls with one hand
while she earnestly devoured his hard penis.  Harry's routine was to always
hold her enormous tits in his hands while she sucked.  When Harry would
cum, Sandra would sometimes take all his sperm and swallow it.  But on
other occasions, he would pull his cock out of her mouth and shoot his
sperm onto his wife's cunt while Juan was still pumping her.  Then after
Juan had blasted his load into Louise's cunt, Harry would get down on his
knees and suck out all of his and Juan's hot sperm, now mixed with Louise's
hot vaginal secretions.  That was the usual routine.  There were times,
however, when Juan's wife would be on the examining table, and Harry would
eat her pussy, as well as fuck her, usually in the asshole, which she liked
most of all..

* * * *

Todd had become good friends with Jack and Margo's son, Carl, who was about
five months older than Todd.  Living in the neighborhood was a set of
precocious eight year old twin girls.  Whenever they were out, they would
taunt the boys endlessly.  One day, they lured the two boys into the back
of their detached garage and pulled down their panties and lifted their
skirts.  They dared the boys to come over and kiss their asses and lick
their assholes.  Since it seemed like something unusual to do, as well as
being involved with what appeared to be forbidden territory, Todd and Carl
eagerly kissed the ass cheeks of each of the girls.  But the fact that
these girls did not have little penises was not lost on the boys.

Then they hounded the boys noisily to also lick their assholes.  One of the
girls said, "We want you to do it just like our daddy does it."  Once
again, Todd and Carl eagerly complied.  But the girls were not finished.
They insisted that the boys take down their pants so they could kiss their
asses and lick their assholes.  And it was then revealed that this was
something they always did for their daddy.

This experience was really the one that started a general curiosity between
the boys about those areas they were always told to keep covered up when
out in public.  There was a large shed down by the lake behind Todd's house
that contained beach equipment and folding lawn chairs, etc.  Todd and Carl
found that they could have total privacy there whenever they wanted it.
They would sit on the floor and take off their pants and play with each
other's little penises and laugh and giggle when they would get hard.
Their fathers, Harry and Jack, would be naked much of the time when they
were in their house.  Neither Todd nor Carl thought much about seeing his
dad naked, or even with an erection.  But now, they were beginning to
notice the difference between the size of their penises and those of their
dads.

Carl said, "My daddy's wee-wee is this long," holding his hands apart.
"And every time my daddy gets up in the morning, it's real long and sticks
straight up."

"My daddy's is like that, too," agreed Todd.

Carl was the adventurous one, and was the first to put his tongue on Todd's
penis and the first to lick Todd's asshole like they did to the twin girls.
Then he would dare Todd to do the same to him, which Todd eagerly did.  One
day, they even stuck their fingers up each other's assholes to see how far
they could go.  When Todd put his finger up Carl's ass, Carl suddenly let
out a big fart and a big chunk of shit popped out into Todd's hand.  Todd
didn't like holding the turd, so Carl took it and put it up to his nose.
"Ooooo, it stinks," yelled Carl, who opened the door and threw it out into
the sand on the beach.

Carl said, "Did you see that come out of my hole?"

"Yes." said Todd.

"Well, what did it look like coming out?"

"It looked real funny."

"Okay, Todd, you push some brown stuff out of your hole.  And I want to see
it come out."

Todd squatted down, and Carl lay down next to him with his cheek against
the floor so he could watch Todd's hole as the shit came out.  Todd grunted
and grunted, and pretty soon a long curved turd came curling slowly out of
his asshole.

"Wow!" exclaimed Carl.  "Is that ever neat!"  The shit lay on the floor for
few minutes, and then Carl picked it up in his hand.  "Wow!  Yours is real
hot and wet.  Here smell it."

When Todd leaned over to smell it, Carl pushed it up in his face and
started laughing uncontrollably.  Todd had wet shit in his nose, some in
his mouth, and some in the black hair that hung down over his forehead.  He
ran out of the shed and into the lake, swishing water all over his face to
wash it off.  Just then an older man and woman came along, walking their
dog down the beach.  When they saw six year old Todd, naked with some of
his shit still hanging in his hair, the man was heard to say, "That's the
Thompson boy.  He's a nice little kid.  But I wonder if his mama knows he's
out here in public with his hard little two-inch dong hanging out."  They
both laughed, continuing on down the beach.

* * * *

Both Harry and Louise had long ago stopped giving into their urges to
fondle and kiss Todd's little penis and asshole.  Todd was now aware of
what went on around him, but surely had no memory of the fondling since it
was stopped around the time he turned one year old.  He and his dad,
however, often enjoyed wrestling with each other.  It was not organized and
they didn't wrestle according to any rules; they mostly rolled around with
each other, grabbing and holding onto various parts of their bodies, and
just called it wrestling.  Harry, of course, was always highly aroused by
these sessions, where he could touch and feel and hold on to Todd's body
just about any way he wished.  It was easy to work it around where he would
have his hands in Todd's ass crack and his fingers on his little hole, as
well as being able to hold Todd's penis and balls in his hand, or even
twist around where he could have his mouth and face pressed into Todd's
crotch.

Likewise, Harry took every opportunity to get their bodies twisted around
each other in such a way that Todd's face would be pressed against Harry's
penis and balls, and his hands pushed into his ass crack.  Those wrestling
sessions were extremely erotic times for Harry, during which he never
failed to have a very rigid hard-on.  Todd's little two-inch penis was also
hard throughout those sessions.

Louise also found that watching these so-called wrestling matches made her
extremely aroused.  More than once when Harry and Todd were rolling around
naked on the floor together, Louise would sit in a chair watching with an
open newspaper on her lap.  But under the newspaper, she would have her
skirt pulled up and she would masturbate herself with either her fingers or
a dildo.  Harry always could tell what she was doing, but Todd was not
aware.  Sometimes, in the course of the wrestling session, she could bring
herself to orgasm as many as three times.  To Louise, there was something
very sexual about the close physical contact that Harry was having with his
son.  The sight of it never failed to excite her.

Harry and Louise's early practice of bringing Todd to bed with them and
putting him between them became a hard and fast habit that Todd loved.  On
Sunday mornings, especially, when his parents would normally sleep late, he
loved to crawl in bed with them, and they would talk.  He was used to
having their hands on his body and considered it, from the beginning,
simply as an expression of the love they had for him.  Even when their
hands would casually brush over his penis, he thought nothing of it.  He
was their child, and as far as he was concerned it was their right and
their duty to show their love and affection for him in physical ways.  From
as far back as he could remember, he considered being caressed by his mom
and dad as a loving act.

Frequently, after Todd had been in bed with his parents on Sunday mornings
for thirty or forty minutes, Harry would start tickling Todd, which would
send him into convulsions of laughter and make him bounce around
uncontrollably.  It was yet another opportunity to have their hands all
over Todd's body, with Todd's hands and face all over Harry's body as well.

Another habit that Todd had acquired through Harry's careful planning was
the nighttime backrub, which was always intended to relax the boy so he
could go to sleep.  It had quickly become a nighttime ritual that Todd
would not let Harry forget.  Todd was to lie naked on his stomach, while
his dad would start at his shoulders and then work his way down the back
with his hands.  The rub never stopped at the waist.  Harry's hands would
continue down over the smooth, firm orbs of Todd's ass cheeks.  He would
then slide the side of his hand through the ass crack and along Todd's
asshole.  From there, his hands would move down under and would fondle the
ball sack, containing Todd's little delicate balls.  Harry would then
continue moving his hands down the back of Todd's legs to his ankles.
Harry could never get past the beauty of Todd's beautifully shaped little
boy legs.  They were so soft, but yet firm.  The whole routine was what
Todd demanded, and if any single part of that routine was omitted, Todd
would notice and mention it.  The "back rub," therefore, was truly a
sensuous and erotic body rub.  Harry prayed to himself that Todd would want
those rubs to continue after he go older.

* * * *

Harry was about to celebrate his thirtieth birthday, but was not
particularly happy about passing into his thirties.  Louise invited Jack
and Margo over for a small birthday dinner on their back patio overlooking
the beach.  Carl was also invited so that Todd would have someone to play
with.  Louise served Martinis since they were the favorite of both Jack and
Margo.  Harry and Louise each had one Martini before dinner, but Jack and
Margo each managed to down three of them.  Following dinner, they sat on
the patio while Jack and Margo started drinking Gin Bucks and they all
enjoyed a beautiful sunset.

As the sun went down, Harry and Louise suggested they strip off their
clothes and go down to the lake for a swim.  This they all eagerly did.

Todd shouted, "Mommy, can we go swimming, too?"

"Of course, sweetheart.  But get out of those clothes and lay them up there
on the patio," said Louise.

After about twenty minutes of swimming, it became quite dark, and the beach
was lit only faintly by a hazy moon.  Louise called to Harry.  "Harry,
Margo and I are going inside.  It's getting kind of chilly out here."

Todd called out, "Mommy, can we stay out here with daddy?"

"Yes," shouted Louise, "but it's too dark for you to go in the water.  Just
stay on the beach where daddy can see you."

Louise and Margo picked up their clothes and went upstairs to dress.  While
Louise was in the bathroom, Margo stood in Harry and Louise's bedroom
looking around.  There on the bed table was a very large vibrating dildo,
somewhat larger than the largest real-life cock she had ever seen.  As she
picked it up to examine it, Louise returned to the room.

"Louise, wherever did you get this luscious looking vibrator," said Margo
as she passed her tongue over the tip of it.

Louise chuckled.  "Well, Margo, Harry has given me a vibrating dildo on
every one of my last five birthdays.  And every one is bigger that the
last."

Turning it on, Margo sat on the edge of the bed and ran the tip of the
dildo over her pussy.  "Ooooooo!  Nice!  Do you use it or does Harry do it
on you?"

"Well, he does it sometimes, but even though I get fucked practically every
day, I use it several times a day otherwise.  I'll sometimes secretly have
it up in my pussy while I watch Harry and Todd wrestling.  Also, when I'm
sitting on the toilet or just watching TV.  And sometimes I fuck myself
with it while I'm driving.  I remember once when I was stopped at a stop
light, I fucked myself with it and when I had my orgasm, the man sitting in
the car next to me could tell I was having it and it just about drove him
nuts.  When we started off again, I pulled the dildo out and waved it at
him."

"You're such a cruel cunt, you know that.  This is so big, I don't know how
you can get it in very far."

"Margo, let me show you."  Louise knelt down in front of Margo and pushed
the dildo slowing into her pussy.  As she did, Margo reached over with both
hands and took hold of Louise's hard nipples.

"Louise," said Margo, "Your nipples are so hard and long, I think you could
fuck someone with them."

The feel of Margo's fingers on her nipples sent waves of excitement through
Louise.  She pushed Margo over onto her back and climbed onto the bed next
to her.  She continued to fuck Margo with the oversized dildo.  Margo felt
as though she was going to cum.  As an orgasmic wave swept over her, she
reached down and fingered Louise's clit.  Suddenly Margo felt herself in a
second and more powerful orgasm just as Louise bucked her hips and called
out that she was cumming.  As Louise continued to fuck Margo with her
dildo, Margo slipped down and buried her face in Louise's pussy.  Margo
lapped up as much of Louise's juices as she could while her tongue
furiously brought Louise to a second orgasm.  Before they collapsed
exhausted, they had each had five orgasms.

Harry and Jack walked up out of the water onto the beach.  Harry opened the
beach shed and pulled out a large beach towel and called to Todd.  "Here,
Todd, if you guys want to sit on the beach, here's a towel to sit on."  The
boys spread out the towel and sat down.

Taking a second beach towel, Harry spread it out a few yards away from the
boys and sat down, beckoning to Jack to join him.  They both sat with their
arms wrapped around their knees looking out over the water.

Harry said, "It's a beautiful scene, isn't it Jack.  I mean, look at that
water with the reflection of the moon shimmering on it.  And those little
lights in the houses way over there on the other side of the lake.  It's so
peaceful.  I love to come out here some nights after a miserable day in
court, and just sit naked like this and let the cool breezes from the lake
blow over my body.  There's nothing like it."

Harry laid back and, putting his arms under his head, stared up at the
stars.  Jack did the same.  They lay there in silence as the cool breezes
blew over them.  Jack had had so much to drink that the stars above him
seemed to be whirling around in circles.  To avoid that strange dizzy
feeling, he sat up.  He looked over at Harry's long slender body stretched
out before him.  Harry's swarthy Mediterranean skin was still covered with
tiny beads of water from the lake that glistened in the moonlight like tiny
diamonds.  Dropping down and propping himself up on one elbow, he looked
into Harry's eyes.

"Harry," said Jack, laying his hand on Harry's thigh, "I want to wish you a
very happy birthday, old buddy.  I guess we're getting old.  I'll be
thirty, too, next month.  You know, we've been friends for over half our
lives?"

Harry looked up at Jack, "Yeah! We have, haven't we!"

They found themselves looking deeply into each other's eyes for a long
time.  Then Jack slowly lowered his head close to Harry's and kissed him
very softly on the lips.  Harry brought his arms up around Jack's back and
gently pulled him down so their bodies were pressed together.
Instinctively opening their mouths, they continued to kiss very deeply and
very passionately.

Several yards away, Todd poked Carl and said, "Hey, look at them.  It looks
like they're doing what my mommy and daddy do all the time.  Daddy keeps
saying that he and mommy do that all the time because they love each other.
Maybe your daddy and my daddy love each other, too."

Jack slowly slid down, bringing his tongue swirling across Harry's chest,
stopping to bite gently on his nipples, and then down into his pubic hair.

Todd said, "Look, my daddy's wee-wee is big and hard and long just like I
see almost every morning when he gets out of bed.  Now look what your
daddy's doing.  He's sucking on my daddy's hard wee-wee."

Todd and Carl sat virtually hypnotized at the sight of their fathers
wrapped in each other's arms.  Suddenly, Jack rose up and turned himself
around, getting himself in a 69 position with Harry.

Carl said, "Look Todd, my daddy's wee-wee is big and hard, too!"

Harry and Jack's heads were moving faster and faster as they sucked, and
they were rubbing their hands all over each other's body.  The boys then
watched as their fathers began bucking their hips and groaning loudly.
Several minutes later, Harry and Jack pulled off of each other's penises.

Jack said, "I'm sorry, Harry.  I just couldn't help myself.  Your body
looked so erotic here in the moonlight.  I hope you'll forgive me."

"There's nothing to forgive, Jack," said Harry, leaning over and kissing
Jack lightly on the lips.  "It was something that had to happen eventually.
If you hadn't made the first move, I would have.  You're hot, Jack.  I
can't tell you how many times over the years that I lusted to have your
body pressed against mine and to take that beautiful cock of yours in my
hands and kiss it."

The boys listened intently.  Carl turned to Todd and asked, "What's a cock,
Todd?  Your dad wants to kiss my dad's cock."

Harry and Jack stood up and started heading for the house.  Harry called to
the boys.  "You can stay a little longer out here, but not very long.  It's
getting late."

The two men walked upstairs to find their wives lying naked next to each
other.  They entered the room and closed the door.

Back on the beach, the boys were still thinking about what a cock is.
After a few minutes, Todd said, "I'll bet I know.  It has something to do
with roosters.  They always say 'cock-a-doodle-do.'  Maybe your daddy has a
rooster that my daddy likes to kiss."

"Maybe," said Carl.  "But I wonder where he keeps it."


I am sorry that I have not been able to respond yet to all the very nice
e-mails I have been getting.  But I will respond.  Just give me time.  I
would be less than truthful if I did not also send my sincere thanks to
those of you who sent harshly critical e-mails to me about the story.  You
know who you are.  I want to assure you that I have considered them
seriously and have indeed benefited by some of your criticisms.  Please
send your e-mails to: toddcorb@yahoo.com

Todd Corbin