Date: Sat, 04 Mar 2000 11:22:15 CST
From: K Ration <micrometer69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Family Friends - Chapter 20

Family Friends
Chapter Twenty
Janet Helps Ann Experience Her Fantasies

Over at the Riggle home, Ann and Janet shared a light supper of salad and
bread sticks.  As they were cleaning up, Janet indicated that she wanted to
get out of her work clothes and suggested that she and Ann slip into a
couple of her nightgowns.  Ann was momentarily surprised that Janet had
suggested putting on any kind of clothing, but she had her own reasons for
not suggesting it herself.  The two friends were almost like school girls
as they rummaged through Janet's selection of nightgowns, laughing and
teasing each other about what and why they might wear a particular piece to
bed.  Ann ended up with the top of one of Janet's short nightgowns, not
bothering with the bottoms.  Doing a quick pirouette, she joked about how
short it was and what it obviously didn't cover.  She felt herself blushing
as she noticed Janet's reaction.  Janet had momentarily sobered and was
looking at Ann in a different way, lips slightly parted, breathing through
her mouth.  That blush is a hopeful sign, Janet thought.

Janet chose the top to another nightgown that was a little longer, coming
to mid thigh, but hanging loosely from her shoulders by spaghetti straps.
She could feel her nipples harden as they brushed against the soft
material.  As Janet stood before her, modeling the outfit, Ann could see
her friend's nipples poking out the material.  She's excited, too, Ann
thought to herself.  After a brief moment where the two friends looked at
each other through different eyes, they moved into the living room where
Ann took a seat on the couch while Janet put some soft music on the CD
player.  Turning, Janet noticed that Ann had drawn her feet up under her in
such a way that her crotch was visible but in a hidden sort of way.  She
realized that she was quickly moving into the realm of past memories,
envisioning private times with her best friend Patty.  She felt herself
becoming more stimulated.

As the strains of music softly filled the air, Janet poured a couple of
glasses of wine and carried them and the wine bucket to the coffee table by
the couch. Sitting at the opposite end of the couch with legs crossed
Indian fashion, Janet handed her friend a glass of wine, and they sipped
silently for a few minutes while they enjoyed the music.

"You know," Janet said eventually, "I think our daughters have arrived at
that age where they are becoming aware of their own sexuality."

Ann replied, "Yeah, I've noticed Brigitte looking at her body in that
certain way I remember from when I was her age. Now that the kids are part
of our naked lifestyle, I see myself developing all over again as I watch
her body change - even in the past couple of months."

"Nancy has drawn me into conversations twice in the last few months with
questions of a rather frank and personal nature.  Her questions probably
tell us a lot of what's going on in her life and Brigitte's as well," Janet
said.

"I'm glad you and Nancy can talk like that.  I wish Brigitte and I could,
but I just don't seem able to encourage her.  But I know that Nancy shares
everything with her, so at least Brigitte benefits from your discussions
with Nancy.  What questions have they been asking?"

"Well, the first time we talked, Nancy wanted to know about oral sex,"
Janet said.  Seeing Ann's face light up, she quickly continued, "she had
heard a news cast about some guy kidnaping a woman and forcing her to
perform oral sex, and Nancy wanted to know what that meant.  By the time we
were finished talking about it, I had admitted that Steve and I have oral
sex and enjoy it."  When she said this, Janet noticed Ann squeeze her legs
together.  She knew that in doing so Ann was squeezing her clitoris between
the upper lips of her vagina.

"What about the second time?" Ann wanted to know, reaching to refill her
wine glass.

"Nancy wanted to know if I had a special friend when I was her age and
whether or not we had engaged in sex play with each other. I told her that
my best friend Patty and I had gone through Jr. and Sr. High together and
had masturbated with each other quite often.  Then she wanted to know if we
ever did it to each other, and I admitted that we did, a lot.  I told her
we really enjoyed it."

As she was telling Ann about this conversation, she noticed that Ann seemed
to be breathing more rapidly, her face taking on a rosy, flushed
look. Lifting the wine bottle from the coffee table, she reached over to
refill Ann's glass.  Doing so caused her to lean way forward.  She knew
that her nightgown with its loose bodice and spaghetti straps would sag
downward and allow Ann to see all the way to her crotch if she looked.  As
she had hoped, she saw Ann looking intently into her nightgown, and she
felt her nipples respond by getting hard immediately. She saw a look of
pleasant astonishment cross her friend's face before it was replaced with
an embarrassed blush which told her Ann had seen Janet looking at her.

Unable to control her breathing, and feeling a moisture building between
her legs, Ann said, "Is that all?"

"No," said Janet.  "She also wanted to know if Patty and I had ever had
oral sex with each other."

At this, Ann actually shoved her hand into her lap, pressing down on her
clitoris as she stared wide eyed at her friend.  She couldn't bring herself
to ask the question that was on her lips, but she didn't need to.  She
noticed that Janet's breathing was also becoming more ragged as she went
on.

"I told her that Patty and I had frequently had oral sex with each other.
For us it was just an extension of our masturbation.  Neither of us were
lesbians we knew that.  But it felt so good that we didn't see any reason
not to do it.  And I enjoyed going down on Patty as much as her going down
on me."

By this time, Janet couldn't tell if it was the wine or the conversation,
but she knew her face was getting flushed and warm.  She also realized that
her breathing had changed and her clitoris was aching to be touched. Then
she noticed that Ann was staring at her lap.  Looking down, Janet saw that
sitting Indian fashion, her nightgown had risen to fully expose the mound
between her legs, and Ann was looking at it intently. Janet couldn't help
it as she moved her hand into her lap and rubbed her fingers downward
across her clitoris and down the length of her slit.  The look that crossed
her friend's face was almost one of anguish, but it told a story.  Ann was
excited by what she had heard and wanted more; Janet just wasn't sure how
much more.  After a moment's hesitation, Ann moved her hand into her own
lap and copied Janet's action, her eyes closing, a sigh of temporary relief
passing from her lips.  This girl has never masturbated with another woman
before, Janet thought to herself.

In an effort to help Ann regain her composure, Janet got up and went to the
kitchen where she busied herself fixing some cheese and crackers and
getting a fresh bottle of wine from the 'frig.  She knew what she wanted
from tonight's time together, but she wasn't positive exactly what Ann
wanted.  She hoped they were the same.

Moving back into the living room, she first refilled their glasses, making
sure Ann could look down into her nightgown if she wanted to.  As she sat
back on the couch, she purposely arranged herself in such a way as to
expose her crotch.  She knew from touching herself in the kitchen that her
lips were wet, and she hoped Ann could see that from where she was sitting.

While Janet was in the kitchen, Ann had stretched her legs out on the couch
to relieve the tension in her calves and thighs.  Leaning back over the arm
of the couch, she saw the hem of her borrowed nighty rise above her waist,
exposing her furry bush.  She looked at herself longingly, hoping that she
was reading the signals correctly that she thought Janet was sending. She
had just reached her hand into her lap to stroke herself when she heard
Janet returning from the kitchen.  Pulling her legs up to sit cross legged
as Janet had been, she knew the moisture between her legs would show.  But
she didn't care; she was willing to entice Janet if necessary.  As Janet
bent over to fill her wine glass, Ann made no attempt to hide the fact that
she was staring down into Janet's nightgown. Somehow the breasts she saw
fully exposed on frequent occasions at the Ponderosa were more sexually
exciting when viewed as though by accident.

When Janet was seated, she asked, "Did you ever have a friend you could do
those things with, Ann?"

Ann replied somewhat shakily and shyly, "No, but I always wished I did.  I
used to play with myself when I was Brigitte's age and fantasize about it
being someone else's hand, but none of the girls I knew seemed interested,
and I was too shy to initiate anything."

Janet asked gently, "Have you ever thought about it or wondered what it
would be like?"

"Oh, a few times, maybe," Ann replied, "when I'd be especially horny I
might daydream about it.  But I never really thought about it very much
until last Friday night."

"What happened that night?" Janet asked.  "Well, I hope this won't upset
you, but when Bob and I were about ready for bed, the boys were still out
in the spa. So he went out to check on them and let them know we were going
to bed, but when he got there he never even opened the door.  As he looked
through the window, he saw the boys playing with themselves.  Or, more
precisely, with each other.  When he came back to bed he told me all about
it.  Just talking about it gave him a hardon, and I'll admit it excited me,
too.  I hope this doesn't upset you."

As Ann paused to take a sip of wine, Janet said, "No it doesn't upset me.
I was pretty sure Rex and Rusty were experimenting with each other.  After
all they are the same age as the girls.  I'm surprised they were willing to
include Jack. Is there more to this story?"

Looking at her friend's face, Ann could tell that Janet was getting
excited.
  She continued, "Bob explained in detail how the boys had been stroking
each other.  Jack was playing with Rex's penis, Rex was stroking Rusty, and
Rusty had his hand on Jack.  Bob said it reminded him so much of times in
his youth when he and his friends used to play with each other that at
first he was frozen to the spot.  He said it was like looking back through
time and watching himself playing with his friends.  He wanted to stay and
watch but forced himself to come inside.  All the time he was telling the
story we were playing with each other.  If we hadn't made love when we did
he would have cum in my hand."

Ann gasped at the same time Janet did as she said that.  She hadn't meant
to say it, but telling the story, she had gotten so excited herself, it
just slipped out.  She blushed and looked over at her friend who was
looking back at her with glassy eyes.  She saw Janet's hand move to her lap
as she continued.

"That was the first time Bob had ever mentioned his childhood sexual
experiences.  Once I knew he had them, I started thinking more and more
about what I had missed.  It's been on my mind all week."

When Ann was finished, Janet didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she was
so excited.  This was the first time she had heard about the boys, and she
realized that they must have been in their sauna about the same time she
had seen the girls in hers.  She had to admit it was a bit exciting the way
Ann described it.  She was also sure, now, that in spite of the fact that
Ann seemed embarrassed and was avoiding her stare, she wanted to find out
what she had missed as a young girl growing up.

She wanted an experience similar to her husband's and her best friend's.
As calmly as possible, Janet said, "do you want to see what it's like with
another woman?"

Hesitantly, and without looking up, Ann said, "Yes."

Leaning back on the arm of the couch, Janet said softly, "we could do it
right here if you want to.  Play with ourselves, I mean.  Heaven knows I'm
ready."

Slowly, Ann lifted her head and looked at her friend. As she hesitated,
Janet allowed her right leg to fall away toward the coffee table, fully
exposing her crotch to Ann's gaze.  She was pleased to see Ann's eyes lock
on her crotch. At the same time, she began to move her right hand toward
her crotch where she cupped her wetness.  Encouraged by this, Ann moved to
face Janet and leaning back against the arm at her end, she allowed her
left leg to pivot towards the coffee table.  Janet stared at her exposed
sex as Ann moved one hand up under her nighty to caress her breasts.

Then Ann moved her other hand to her crotch and began rubbing herself
slowly and gently.  Eventually the two friends closed their eyes and played
with themselves in their favorite way, savoring the feelings that were now
intensified by the stories they had shared and the sounds they were making
as they stroked themselves. Once in a while each woman would open her eyes
and watch her friend masturbate.  Sometimes they opened their eyes to find
the other watching them intently.  This only seemed to heighten their level
of excitement, especially Ann's.

As their breathing became heavier and louder, Janet told how she had come
upon the three girls playing with themselves in the sauna and how it had
excited her.  When she was finished, Ann said, "I just know they're
touching each other sometimes, too.  Do you suppose they've tried oral
sex?"

Wondering if Ann was trying to suggest something, Janet decided to find
out.

"I'm sure they're playing with each other, and from Nancy's questions, if
they haven't tried oral sex yet, I'm sure they will before much longer."

Deciding that Ann wasn't going to find the courage to suggest it, Janet
took the initiative.  The next time they found one another looking at each
other, she said, "It's been so long since Patty and I were together, would
you mind if I touched you down there?"

Inside, Ann swelled with relief and anticipation.  She had wanted this to
happen but hadn't had the courage to say it.  Looking at her friend, she
said softly, "No, I wouldn't mind."

Janet got up on her knees and moved across the couch, pulling off her
nightgown as she did.  Ann followed her lead and moved to pull her own
nightgown up over her head, revealing the soft globes that Janet saw every
weekend at the Ponderosa and frequently at home.  They certainly looked
different tonight.  As the nightgown moved up her friend's chest, Janet
reached out with both hands and cupped Ann's breasts lovingly.  They felt
wonderfully delicious.  Ann's breasts were small, like her own, and
beautiful.  It had been so long since Janet had held another woman's
breasts in her hand she had forgotten how delightful it felt.

For Ann, the feeling was tremendously exciting, mostly because she knew
they were a woman's hands. The forbidden fruits of being played with by
another woman added to the pleasure she was getting from hands which were
so much softer than Bob's. She breathed deeply as Janet began to rub her
breasts gently.

Kneeling between Ann's feet as Ann leaned back on the arm of the couch,
Janet squeezed and rubbed her breasts as Ann just soaked up the enjoyment
she was feeling.  I never imagined it could feel like this, she thought.
Janet's hands feel so different from Bob's. I hope she never stops.  Soon,
though, one of Janet's hands turned with fingers pointing downward and
moved down her stomach to her crotch.  She took her time and watched Ann's
rapid eye movements beneath her closed eyelids. Janet was enjoying the
obvious pleasure of anticipation that Ann was experiencing as her friend's
stomach muscles twitched with each teasing stroke of her fingers.

As Janet's fingers eventually moved over her clitoris and slipped between
the wet lips of her vagina, Ann squealed involuntarily and raised her
buttocks off the couch and into the cup of Janet's hand.  Janet smiled at
Ann's reaction, for she had known what it would be.  She remembered how
Patty's hand had felt when she had played with her just as she was now
playing with Ann.  Janet continued to stroke Ann's pussy until her hand got
tired from the angle it was in.  As she moved her hand back up to Ann's
breast, Ann opened her eyes and stared at Janet's breasts.  Then, reaching
out, she wrapped her fingers around them and squeezed them. Wow, she
thought, they feel wonderful.  It's so different from playing with my own.

As Ann reached for her breasts, Janet had raised up on her knees so that
her thighs and back were straight.  This brought her pussy level with Ann's
face, and she watched as Ann lowered her eyes and stared at her crotch.
Janet could almost read the thoughts going through Ann's mind from the look
on her face. She knew Ann was staring at the puffy lips of her vagina
through the sparse covering of hair, and she knew that the moisture from
her vagina was coating her lips and wetting her pubic hair. Soon, with
tentative, hesitant motions, Ann moved one hand from Janet's chest to her
crotch.  As she cupped her friend's pussy in her hand, her middle finger
slipped easily and quite naturally between the lips of Janet's vagina,
causing Janet to shudder with pleasure.  Ann was surprised at how it felt
to have her finger inside another woman.  It felt great.  And the feelings
she was experiencing seemed to translate themselves straight to her own
crotch which was getting wetter and wetter.

Soon, Janet was too excited and too stimulated to remain kneeling on the
couch, and besides, she wasn't able to use her hands on Ann's body.

"Let's move down to the floor," she said breathlessly.  Moving the coffee
table aside, the two friends lay down on the floor next to each other,
their hands groping each other's crotch.  Stroking each other's mound was
almost a new experience for both women.  Ann had never done it before, and
for Janet, the time since she last played with Patty was so long she had
forgotten how good it had felt and how much fun she and her friend had.
The two women didn't speak much, but just continued to slip their fingers
between the moist lips of the other and sliding them back and forth across
their friend's clitoris.

After some moments of this, Ann was breathing so heavily that she could
hardly talk.  But there was something she still wanted to experience.  With
a great deal of stammering and hesitancy, she finally asked, "Janet, what
was it like having oral sex with your friend?"

Thrilled that Ann had finally asked, Janet replied, "Here, I'll show you."

And with that, she moved onto her stomach between Ann's outstretched legs
and greedily thrust her mouth onto her friend's vagina.  Ann almost went
ballistic with surprise and near orgasmic sensations.  If she could have
had a sensible thought at that moment, she would have been glad no one else
was in the house to hear the loud exclamation of sexual enjoyment that
escaped her the moment Janet's mouth touched her crotch. She hadn't
expected Janet to be so bold or so quick to respond, and she hadn't
expected her tongue to feel so good.  But more than that, she hadn't
expected the mental images and emotional feelings she was having.

In her mind, first it was Nancy on the floor between Brigitte's legs, then
she imagined the girls trading places.  Finally, as Janet's tongue licked
rapidly back and forth across her clitoris as her fingers thrust in and out
of her vagina, Ann pictured herself between Janet's legs doing the same
thing.  These images and Janet's tongue and finger motions rapidly brought
her to the heights of a crashing climax.  Her back arched up off of the
floor as she thrust her pussy into her friend's face, feeling Janet's
tongue sink deeply into her vagina.

These sensations were so new and overwhelming that she couldn't prevent
herself from making loud gasps, and cries of ecstacy. What's more, she
didn't even want to try.  These new feelings seemed to justify lots of
noise. She cried out uncontrollably in ecstacy as she hunched her crotch up
and down against Janet's mouth. For her part, hearing Ann's cries just made
her own sexual juices flow more freely. She was extremely turned on by the
obvious pleasure and happiness her friend was getting from this experience.

When Ann's orgasm was finally over, she lay exhausted on the floor next to
Janet who continued to stroke her pussy gently with one hand as she
caressed her breasts with the other.  Eventually, Ann sat up and pushed
Janet gently to her back on the floor.

"I just have to try that for myself," she said.  "I don't know if my body
will ever come down off the crest of that orgasm, I'm still so keyed up."

And moving to her stomach between Janet's legs, Ann began massaging her
friend's breasts as she lowered her face into her crotch.  The hair on
Janet's pussy was soft, almost furry.  She had noticed that Janet seemed to
keep it thinned out so her pussy lips were easily visible from this
angle. The hair felt different to her lips and cheeks than it had to her
hand. And it was softer than Bob's pubic hair, too.  With little hesitancy
now, eager to find out how Janet must have felt just now, Ann began moving
her tongue up and down the outer lips of Janet's vagina. Her friend tasted
salty, but otherwise the flavor of her juices was pleasing, and there was
very little odor.

Never having done this before, she took her cue from what Janet had done
with her own mouth and tongue and added to it.  Soon she moved one hand
down to her friend's crotch so that she was pleasuring her with fingers and
tongue together.  She couldn't believe what this was doing to her, how
wonderfully delicious she was feeling.  She was surprised by her own
feelings, thinking to herself I'm getting as excited by what I'm doing as
Janet is.  This must be what she meant when she said she and Patty had
enjoyed it so much.

All too soon, she felt Janet's climax overcome her.  In a repeat of Ann's
performance, Janet's hips bucked up against her mouth, enabling Ann to
slide her tongue deeper into Janet's vagina.  Ann rode her friend's crotch
as though it were a bucking horse, her face staying glued to Janet's pussy.
As Janet gradually came down off the crest of her orgasm, Ann continued to
gently stroke her clitoris with her tongue, sometimes moving it to the
bottom of her friend's slit and drawing it up the length of her lips to
capture the juices that were flowing from her inner recesses. She tried to
do everything Bob did to her so she would know what he had experienced.

By now Ann was almost as sexually stimulated as before.  Sitting up with
her back against the couch she began to play with herself again.  Moving
around to where she could rest her head on the floor at Ann's feet, Janet
asked, "Do you mind if I watch you masturbate?"

Continuing to stroke herself, Ann was amazed at how exciting it was to have
her friend laying there watching her intently.

"No, I don't mind.  In fact I find it extremely exciting knowing that
you're looking at me do this.  It's a real turn on knowing that you get
excited just watching me.  I never realized what I was missing as I was
growing up.  This is great."

By this time, Ann was quite unable to talk any further, she was breathing
so hard.  As she had said, just knowing that her friend was watching her
seemed to make her vaginal lips and clit more sensitive.  She did
everything she could to make herself feel good, realizing that she was
putting on quite a show for Janet.  She ran her middle finger down the
length of her pussy lips, slipping it inside herself and thrusting it as
far into her vagina as possible.  Then as she withdrew it, she allowed it
to rub across her clitoris.

Eventually she just concentrated on her clit which had gotten so hard she
could tell it was protruding from between her lips.  She paused momentarily
to look down at herself, and using her hands to hold her hair out of the
way, she stared at her clitoris poking through the folds of skin.  Then
glancing up she saw that Janet was looking at the same thing she was.  She
also noticed that Janet had started fingering her own crotch.  Together,
the two friends brought themselves to another climax, watching each other
through glassy half closed eyes.

It took a few minutes before they were able to get up from the floor and
freshen their drinks.  Looking at the clock over the mantle, they were
surprised to see how little time had passed.

"I bet the ball game on TV is just now ending," Janet said.  "I wonder what
the guys will do when its over."

She walked over and turned on the Tr, confirming immediately that the game
had just ended.  The announcers gave the final statistics of the game and
then signed off to the local stations.  As Janet turned off the television,
Ann said, "I don't know for sure, but I think Bob was hoping something like
this might happen.  I know he was sure turned on by seeing the boys and
remembering playing with his friends when he was that age."

With a gleam in her eye, Janet said, "Do you want to sneak over and see
what's happening?"

"Sure," Ann said.  "What if they are?  Are you sure you won't mind me
seeing Steve like that, with an erection I mean?"

Janet replied, "Not any more than my looking at Bob would bother you."

With that, the two friends refilled their wine glasses, grabbed their
towels and walked naked across the dark field to Ann's house.  Walking
across the field, they could see that the outside lights were not on, and
as they entered the back yard, they saw light spilling from the window in
the sauna's door.  They stepped quietly to the window and cautiously peeked
inside.

They saw Bob and Steve sitting on the bench to the left of the door, Bob
with a towel on his lap sticking up like a tent, and Steve with his legs
together and hands in his lap.  They could just barely hear as Steve
suggested they admit to having erections.  The women looked quickly at each
other and grinned as they realized they had arrived just in time.  Feeling
deliciously wicked and still tingling from their own sexual escapade,
neither felt the least bit embarrassed to be spying on their husbands.
Besides, things were looking "up" already.  They turned to look into the
sauna just as Steve let his penis spring from between his legs.  Janet
heard Ann gasp at the sight and then gasped herself as Bob pulled his towel
from his lap, releasing his own hardon.  She reached over and grasped Ann's
hand, giving it a squeeze as she did.

The women watched with fascination as their husbands began stroking
themselves, fascinated as much by the mere fact that the guys were doing
this as by what they were actually doing.  They saw the men look at each
other's erections and watched as Steve reached over and placed his hand
around Bob's penis and began masturbating him.  As Steve began playing with
Bob's testicles, Janet whispered, "that's just the way he does it when he
plays with himself."

Ann squeezed her hand in response, her eyes glued to her husband's penis.
Then it was Steve's turn and Janet watched as another man began stroking
her husband's erection.
  This is unbelievably exciting she thought to herself.  Letting go of
Ann's hand, she moved her hand to her crotch and began rubbing her furry
mound gently.  As Bob continued to stroke Steve for several minutes,
staring intently at his friend's penis, Janet and Ann watched with
increasing excitement.  Ann could hardly believe how the scene before her
was stimulating her.

The women listened intently as Steve once again began stroking Bob's cock,
telling him of a camping experience he'd had as a youth.  They breathed in
deeply to avoid making any noise as Steve admitted to wondering what oral
sex with another guy would be like.  Then, as Steve moved to the lower
bench between Bob's feet, they heard Bob say he had wished for such an
experience.  Janet and Ann could hardly wait for what they were both hoping
would happen.

With the guys sitting to the left as they were, in full profile to the
door, the women had a perfect view as Steve lowered his face to Bob's lap
and took his penis into his mouth.  Janet almost collapsed from the
excitement, her legs buckling slightly before she regained her composure.
Ann looked at her friend quickly with glassy eyes, a bit of envy in them.
Janet was on the verge of bringing herself to yet another climax when Bob
sat up, removing his penis from her husband's mouth.  She liked what she
saw, the shiny surface, wet with her husband's saliva, the pointy head of
Bob's penis bobbing back and forth in Steve's face.

Ann listened closely as her husband asked his friend what it had been like
to suck his penis.  Janet listened to her husband's answer with great
interest.  Ann almost gasped out loud when she heard Bob ask if he could
"do that" to Steve.  She had been afraid she would be robbed of the same
vision Janet had.  She stared at her husband as he sat on the lower bench
between his friend's feet, his face inches from Steve's crotch.  She was
amazed at how exciting it was to see him reach out and stroke Steve's penis
a few times, and she almost cried with sexual pleasure as she watched him
lower his head, and engulf his friend's penis in his mouth.  She wasn't
aware of how fast she was stroking herself as she watched him move his head
up and down, sliding Steve's penis in and out of his mouth.  After a while
she noticed Bob playing with himself as he sucked on his friend's erection.

Janet and Ann were nearing orgasms of their own as Bob lifted his head from
Steve's lap and moved to the opposite bench.  Watching the two men
masturbate until cum flew from the ends of their penises, the women brought
themselves to a mutual climax just a second or two after their husbands'.
They didn't know which penis and hand to look at, each moving their eyes
from their husband's lap to his friend's.  Their own climax was as strong
as the ones they had earlier that evening.

They had just barely enough time to grab their towels and run into the
field before the men came out and sat in the spa.  They were grateful that
there was no moon to give them away as they moved back across the field
towards Janet and Steve's.  Halfway there Ann insisted on laying their
towels on the ground and going down on her friend again.

"I just can't get over how exciting it was to see Bob with Steve's penis in
his mouth.  I have to do this again."

Janet wasn't about to complain as she laid back and allowed her friend to
bring her to another orgasm with her mouth and tongue.  After Janet
returned the favor, the women continued home where they sat and waited for
the phone to ring, wondering what the guys might do in the spa and talking
about how their kids were experimenting with each other.

Back at Bob's, the guys relaxed quietly in the spa for several minutes.
Bob was the first to break the silence.

"I was right, you know.  I was really embarrassed right after we shot our
wads all over the floor in there."

"Me too," Steve answered.  "Fortunately, the longer we sit here the better
I'm feeling about it."

After several more minutes of silence during which the guys just allowed
themselves to relax in the hot bubbling water, Bob said, "You know, Steve,
I can't believe how much I enjoyed that - the oral part, I mean.  I
actually enjoyed the feel of your penis sliding in and out of my mouth.
Actually, it was a lot more fun than having my penis in your mouth."

"Yeah," Steve said, feeling himself starting to get hard again.  "I feel
the same way.  I suppose that's because my dick feels pretty much the same
thing whether it's you or Janet sucking on it, but there isn't anything
that Janet and I do that feels the same as your penis in my mouth."

As he sat there talking about it, he was somewhat surprised that he had
gotten a full erection so soon after his orgasm.

Bob got up and left the spa, going over to the electrical box to turn on
the spa light and turn off the air blower.  As he climbed the steps to get
back into the spa, Steve saw that his friend also had a new hardon.  Just
as Bob stepped down onto the seat, Steve said, "Stop right there a minute,
Bob.  Just stand there in the light for a minute where I can see you."

Staring openly at his friend's erection, its pointed head tilted towards
the sky, Steve said, "I gotta tell you, Bob, I really like looking at your
penis when its hard. From all the kids I played with when we were growing
up, I've only seen one other penis that turned me on like yours does."

As Steve was speaking, Bob was looking at his friend's erection in the
water.  But Steve thought Bob was hanging his head in embarrassment so he
added quickly, "I hope what I just said hasn't upset you.  I wouldn't want
you to get the wrong impression of where I'm coming from."

"No, not at all," Bob said with a laugh.  "I wasn't embarrassed.  I was
staring at your own erection there in the water.  I guess we all miss what
we don't have, or maybe it's just remembering how much I enjoyed this when
I was a kid Rex's age.  But looking at your penis hard like that really
turns me on.  And being able to look at it openly without worrying about
your reaction is a big bonus."

With that, Bob sat down in the spa and began playing with himself.
Watching him, Steve followed suit, and soon the two friends were
masturbating together just as they had with their childhood friends.  As he
was approaching his second orgasm of the evening, Steve's sensuality
overcame his sense of reason as he said, "You know, Bob, if I ever find
myself in the same position you did last weekend, I don't think I'll be
able to turn away.  I think I'll want to stay to the end."

Bob replied, "As long as you feel that way too, I'm with you.  If that ever
happens to me again, I'm going to stick around till they're through."

With that he stepped over to Steve's side of the spa and up onto the seat,
facing outward.  "We'd better cum out into the grass.  I don't want to have
to clean it out of the spa."

"Good idea," Steve said, as he got up and stood by his friend.

Then reaching over with his left hand he replaced Bob's hand with his own
and began stroking his friend's penis, bringing him to a climax almost
immediately.  As soon as Steve had squeezed the last drops of cum from
Bob's penis, Bob reached over and took Steve's erection in his hand,
stroking him to a climax and squeezing his erection as the last few drops
fell into the grass.

As they dried themselves off, the men agreed that since neither of them had
many secrets from the wives they would each tell their wife all that had
happened. They were confident of their own maleness and were certain their
wives would enjoy hearing of their experience tonight.

"Besides," Bob said in conclusion, "I happen to know that Ann was hoping
she and Janet would end up doing the same thing we did this evening."

With that, the men went inside and called Steve's house, arranging to meet
their wives halfway across the field, naked of course.

***** There it is, a little different twist on things. What's next? Keep
checking. We're only about half way through this story. Hope you are all
still enjoying it. Heck, I wrote it, and I still get hard reading it. Who
said my ego was out of control?