Chapter 9
After leaving the restaurant, the four youngsters had gone to a nearby drive-in movie and settled down to watch. By the time ten minutes of the second feature had gone by they were disgusted with it and Jimmy moved the car to the back row. Putting the speaker in the window for effect, Jimmy shut off the engine. Few cars were near, and the trees cast deep shadows.
Beth giggled from her place in the back seat by Tom. "Jimmy, what are you doing?"
Jimmy had pulled a willing Judy closer to him, tilting her chin up so he could kiss her. His left hand rubbed the bare skin below her top, sliding it over the firm muscles under it. "You just mind your own business," he answered, his hand creeping upward and finally covering Judy's right breast. Through the cloth of the top he could feel she wore no bra. A quiet gasp from the back seat told him that Tom had things well in hand back there. Gently, Jimmy made the soft cloth slide over Judy's tit, making the nipple burn and tighten. Her hand rubbed his rib cage for a moment, then gently began to push his shirt upward so she could touch his skin. Jimmy slipped his hand beneath the elastic band of her top and began to fondle her naked breast, making her arch her back and push the breast against his hand. She squirmed her hips and her skirt worked up her thighs. As it rose further and further, Jimmy watched, suddenly realizing she wore nothing underneath it. She reached down and pulled it up to her waist, baring her crotch. Lewdly, she spread her legs, displaying her cunt with its thin covering of blonde hair. Jimmy's hand left her breast and descended to it. The only light in the car came from the movie screen, and Jimmy's hand cast a deep shadow as he neared his goal. Meanwhile, Judy's hands had become busy at his fly. Fumbling only slightly, she eased the zipper down and worked to get at his stiff cock. Finally it sprang free and she was able to play with it. Their lips met again as they fondled each other.
In the back seat, Beth had let Tom unbutton her blouse and push it back, exposing her large, bra-encased breasts. His hand fastened on one tit eagerly as he sought her mouth with his. Her hand pressed and released his shoulder as they kissed and he kneaded her tit through the lacy covering. She arched away from the back of the seat as his other hand crept up behind her, under her blouse. For a moment she felt her bra tighten, then spring loose as he unhooked it quickly. Restlessly, his hand pushed it up off her breasts and he feasted with his fingers on her bare, soft flesh. He broke the kiss and lowered his head. Her head dropped back against the seat and she thrust her breast upward to his lips. Finally she pushed him away, then turned sideways on the seat, leaning back across his lap. She put her feet at the other end of the seat and the skirt she wore slipped up her thighs to her lap. Tom pushed it higher, exposing her tiny, gossamer panties. He took hold of the elastic waistband and she cooperatively raised her hips as he pulled them down her legs, over her knees and slid them down to her ankles. Again he feasted with his mouth on her breasts, his hand beginning to brush through her pubic hair. She let her legs fall open as he searched for his goal. Wide open to him, she felt his finger penetrate her and begin to work in and out. All too soon she was racked by one orgasm, then another. Finally she had to pull his hand away as he threatened to bring her to another. She turned on the seat and began to unfasten his pants. He raised himself so she could pull them and his underpants down. His prick was hard as steel as it stood up from his black hair. Kneeling on the seat, she lowered her head and began to suck him, moving her head up and down, building his passion as she worked his cock with her lips and tongue until finally he jetted into her mouth, making her swallow quickly to absorb his fluid. After a few final licks and mouthing, she sat back up, smiling, her chin glistening from his juices.
Up in the front seat, Judy had brought Jimmy to a spurting climax with her hand, herself being torn by an orgasm triggered by his fingers. As she cleaned up after his violent, copious jets, he played lightly with her tits through the cloth. "Why can't
I put it in you?" he asked, quietly.
Judy stuffed the Kleenex she had used into the litter bag and sat back after pulling her skirt back down in place. "Because I want the first time to be perfect. You're awfully sweet, Jimmy, and I do love you, but I want someone experienced the first time. You go off too easily. You'd be done before I got started."
Jimmy made a face. "I guess you're right. That wouldn't be too cool, would it? But where are you going to find someone experienced?"
Judy smiled impishly. "Would you believe my father?"
"Really? Your father?" Jimmy was aghast.
"Uh-huh," Judy nodded vigorously. "He says that's the way they did it overseas, and I've been working on him. I think he'll go along."
"Your father, I'll be damned!" His words were interrupted by Beth.
"Hey up there, driver, I'm hungry."
Tom piped up. "How can you be hungry, you just ate."
"Oh, you shut up!" She slapped his arm lightly and went back to buttoning her blouse.
Jimmy looked at his watch. "It's eleven-thirty, why not. We can grab a bite at the Big Burger and head for home." He reached down and started the car.
Judy rearranged her top to make it more presentable. "Don't forget the speaker. Got your pants up, Tom?"
"Mind your manners, dirty mouth," Tom quipped, fastening his belt. They pulled out onto the brightly lighted street.
After hamburgers they headed for home. "Well, light's out at bur place, so to yours we go," Jimmy said as they cruised slowly down the street and pulled into the drive. They let themselves in and grabbed four beers out of the refrigerator before walking out by the pool. Tom snapped on the underwater lights, but left the other lights off. As they sat around the table and talked quietly they could hear splashing and laughter next door. The splashings died down after a while and comparative silence reigned. They jerked around and eyed the fence when Janet's muffled shriek cut the night silence.
"Sounds like they're having a good time over there," commented Tom.
Judy made a face. "Yeah, wish they'd invited us."
"No chance, they think we're still as innocent as lambs," Tom said, studying his beer can solemnly.
"Dad knows better," said Judy, guzzling her beer.
"Oh, he does not. How could he?"
Judy smiled secretly. "Because he was watching the other day when we played strip poker."
"What? He wasn't!" The others jumped at her.
"Oh, yes he was. We thought he was playing golf, but he was right upstairs the whole time. I know because I saw him."
"But we heard him come in the front door," Beth protested.
"That was faked. Just before I dove in the pool I caught a glimpse of him in the window. He ducked back and I don't think he knows I saw him."
"Oh, boy, what he saw!" Jimmy exclaimed.
"Wonder why nobody's said anything?" mused Tom.
Judy shrugged. "What can they say after this?" She jerked her head at the house next door. "They sure aren't playing bridge over there."
"Guess not. How 'bout more beer," Tom said. He had just set down four cold cans when he heard his father call.
"Yeah, Dad, we're home," he answered as he popped the top on his beer.
"Come on over. And bring your beers," Phil yelled.
"Are you dressed?" Judy called out impishly as she got up.
Phil laughed. "Of course not. Now come on over and join the family."
The children opened the gate and stepped through. The only lights on were those in the pool and the spotlights on the paintings. Their parents were awaiting them just inside the gate, standing with arms around each other.
Kathy smiled warmly and welcomed her stepdaughter and stepson into the group. "Phil told us about the other day. There room for some old fogies in your group?"
Unembarrassed by the nudity, they all embraced warmly for a moment. Janet sighed contentedly. "I guess this is what families really should be. Judy, you want something from your father, don't you?"
Judy smiled up at her. "Oh, yes, Mom. If you don't mind."
"No, dear, I don't mind. Loving is for sharing, I found that out tonight. Would you like it to be tonight?"
All eyes of the group were on her, the adults warmly reassuring, the youngsters questioning. Nervously Judy looked about at them, gathering strength from them. "Yes, oh, yes!"
Phil cleared his throat a little nervously. "I think the others would like to watch. They don't have to," he quickly reassured her, "they will only if you want them to."
Again, Judy looked at the loving people around her. "I'd like that. For them to watch, I mean." Her voice was very soft.
Kathy reached out for Judy's hand. "In that case, come with Jan and me. We're going to make sure this is done right. You youngsters help Phil and Jake. And get out of those silly clothes."
Judy pulled away from her for a moment and, on tiptoe, gave her father a kiss on the cheek. "Oh, Daddy, I love you so much," she whispered in his ear, then followed Kathy and Janet into the house. She suddenly seemed very young.
While Beth, Tom and Jimmy undressed, Phil and Jake arranged one of the wide, double lounges and made it into a flat bed. Phil directed the others then in setting a ring of chairs around it, while Jake worked at the spotlights. When they were finished, just the bed and the area around it were bathed in soft light. The surrounding chairs stood just outside the circle of light. Nervously Phil surveyed the setup, then moved the chairs slightly so there was an opening toward the house. He took his place standing in the circle and indicated that the others should sit down, leaving the two chairs closest to the house vacant. He nervously sat in a chair directly opposite the house.
Upstairs, Judy was being fussed over by the women as they got her undressed. Carefully they bathed her, combed her hair and checked to see if she needed make-up. Her flawless complexion blushed slightly with excitement and they decided it was unnecessary. Finally Janet looked in the closet and came back with a flowing white robe, not quite opaque. High-necked, with long flowing sleeves, it stopped just above the floor. For long minutes they fussed with it, making sure that it hung just right on Judy's trim, youthful body. Finally they decided she was ready. Nervously she went out the door, them trailing her.
At the bottom of the stairs she hesitated and they joined her, one on each side. Janet murmured quietly in her ear. "You're beautiful, don't worry. Phil knows what he's doing."
"Oh, Mom, I love you both so much," Judy answered, her eyes focused on the circle of light visible by the pool. Music drifted in with the soft night breeze that ruffled her robe. Finally she stepped forward, flanked by Janet and Kathy.
Phil rose when he saw her and stood at the foot of the bed, wiping the nervous perspiration off his hands on his bare thighs. She stopped just inside the circle of chairs and the breath caught in his throat as he looked at her glorious beauty. For long moments they feasted on the sight of each other. Finally she reached for the ribbon at her throat and gave it a quick tug. Kathy's and Janet's hands reached from the shadows and gently took the robe from her as she stepped forward to Phil. Her breasts heaved with excitement as she approached him. Her eyes locked on his prick, just beginning to stir erect with his vision of her. Her tanned body showed the faintest of stripes where her bikini covered her when she wore it. Her breasts stood proud and firm, pointed with sharp, tense nipples. Below, her womanly mound was slightly veiled with fine, curling blonde hair, tucked between her graceful thighs. Slowly, she stepped up to her father. For a moment she paused and stood, head bowed, as he inspected her. Then she raised her chin and looked up at him, proud, young and anxious.
In the circle around, the watchers held their breaths at the lighted tableau before them, the tall, dark, handsome man, his large cock stirring to life, before him his lithe, young, blonde daughter, her chest heaving slightly with excitement. As they linked hands a soft sigh went around the circle.
Phil drew her gently to him and the first contact sent an electric thrill through him as her sharp breasts brushed against his chest. Hands still locked, they pressed together, chest to thigh, his prick raising its head slowly and nudging against her as she tipped her head far back for his kiss. He guided her gently down onto the lounge, one arm around her back, the other on her ribs just below her breast as he sat next to her. They kissed again, harder, mouths opening, tongues touching. His pulse quickened at the taste of her, and he slowly, gently slid his hand up her side and just barely brushed her breast with his palm. The nipple scrubbed stiffly against his palm as he moved his hand in slow circles.
For long minutes they sat that way, Judy with her arms limp, hands folded in her lap, savoring the long, delicious kiss, the gentle touch of Phil's hand at her breast, her pulse quickening. Her head was bent back and she leaned against his other arm. The calves of her legs were crossed, her knees together, her pussy shielded from view.
More boldly now, Phil cupped her entire breast in his hand and gently kneaded it. Judy's hand strayed from her lap and onto his thigh. Turning toward him, she raised her other hand and put it on his ribs, drawing herself closer to him. Gently he pushed her down on the bed, breaking the kiss and blowing softly in her ear as she fell backward, drawing him with her. They eased onto the lounge without breaking their touch and lay side by side. Her hand moved hesitantly up his leg toward his crotch and he raised one leg, bending his knee. Her hand touched his balls and cupped them as she looked down at his swollen cock. "It's so big," she whispered.
Gently he lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. "Just the right size," he reassured her and kissed her again, pushing his tongue into her young mouth. Her hand moved up and began to stroke his cock as she sucked at his tongue. He let his hand trail back down to her breasts and resume fondling them, rolling the nipples between thumb and forefingers, pulling at them. She began to rub her legs together in agitation, and he moved his hand again, rubbing gently down her belly. He paused at her navel and trailed gentle, tickling circles around it with his forefinger for a moment, then trailed light fingers downward. He found the groove where her thighs met her body and stroked each side softly, making her legs twitch suddenly as fire began to burn in her. As her legs spread open, knees flexing, he moved his hand gently onto her cunt, brushing lightly over the hair, then settling his hand onto her with an even pressure, cupping her pussy with palm and fingers, his fingers pushing between her legs and putting a gentle pressure on the flesh between her anus and her cunt.
She rolled away, flat on her back, flinging one arm wide while her other hand held his cock. Her head rolled from side to side as he teased her, gently opening the lips of her cunt with one finger and pushing in slightly. His eyes eagerly studied her naked, vulnerable body as she sprawled beside him, breasts pointing to the dark sky, chest heaving with excitement. As his hand explored her depths, he turned his head and whispered words of love into her ear, murmuring softly, thrilling her until she rolled back toward him and crushed her lips to him in a wide, driving, hungry kiss. He felt the juices of her cunt begin to flow and cover his finger, the delicate tissues inside swelling. Pushing into her with one finger, he sought and found her clitoris with his thumb. Moistening it with her own juices, he rolled it against her pelvic bone, making her whine and push her hips up against him, her hand smearing his first juices over the head of his prick. She spread her legs wider, inviting him into her, but he held back, working her to a higher pitch.
Finally, he lifted himself over her and settled between her widespread legs. Locating her hole with one hand, he guided the tip of his cock to it with the other, lodging it at the small gate. His first gentle push brought a gasp to her lips. "Oh, yes," she whispered breathlessly. He pushed deeper, bringing another gasp, then backed out slightly. So he continued, each gentle move pushing slightly deeper into her. For a moment he met a slight resistance. Her face twitched and he drew back, but without missing the rhythm pushed inward again, causing a flash of pain to cross her face for a moment. As he rested a moment, her frown eased and she smiled up at him and began to move her hips on to him. He began to push deeper again, the tight walls of her virgin channel closing in warmly about his prick. Her rapture grew as he continued to stroke deeper, finally thrusting fully into her. She spread her legs wider and tried to push farther on to him, gasping when he touched bottom. His hands went to her buttocks and raised her hips as she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him tight into her and grinding against him. He speeded his pumping, watching as her face showed growing passion, her breath quickening. She rolled her head, and began to whimper and whine. He drove into her harder and harder until she finally held her breath and thrust her head back, the tendons on her neck standing out with tension. For a long moment he held there, his hard prick driven full into her as she climaxed, then he let her slump. For minutes she lay there, eyes closed and he stayed in her motionless. Then her eyes opened and looked wonderingly at him.
Pulling out slightly, he whispered softly, "Now it's my turn," and pushed back in.
She gasped again. "You mean you didn't yet?" she asked, matching his thrust.
He raised his hips, angling his prick into her so the top pushed against her pelvis, the base of the head against the bottom of her channel. Her eyes opened in amazement as he pistoned into her, then closed as she drove toward another climax. As she felt the convulsions sweep over her for the second time he jammed full into her and held tight, wads of sperm blasting into her cunt, spilling past the sides of his prick. He collapsed across her, his lips seeking hers and meeting them in a long, tender kiss. He rolled her on her side so as not to crush her and they lay there, his wilting prick still in her. Their eyes locked in a long, tender look of love. Suddenly they realized other people were around as Janet and Tom joined them on the lounge, hugging and cuddling them in a joyful tangle of arms and legs. Other lights went on and Jake, Kathy, Beth and Jimmy were locked in a warm embrace watching the other happy family.
Finally, as the Martins untangled themselves from the lounge, the Wilsons all gathered around and congratulated Phil and Judy warmly. Judy blushed happily and hugged her father.
Janet took the opportunity to turn to her tall, young son. "I think it's your turn now, don't you?"
Tom paused for a minute and gave her body a frankly sexual surveying. "Well...." His voice was hesitant.
Janet moved close and whispered to him. "Phil told me you're still a virgin. I know you've had other experience, but not the real thing yet." Secretively, her hand moved over and began to brush his erect prick. "I'd like to show you if you don't mind." She nuzzled one firm breast against his side.
Tom's mild reservations began to melt as she warmed him up. She guided him to the vacated couch. The others, seeing what was happening, moved back to the chairs in the shadows. Janet lay back on the couch, opening herself to her son's exploration as she continued to hold his erect cock in her hand. His hands strayed tentatively to the breasts that had nourished him and touched them lightly at first, just brushing them.
Janet warmed to the touch. "That's right. Touch them, get to know them," she coached him quietly. "You're a big man," she encouraged him, holding and squeezing his hard prick. "Squeeze them, don't be afraid, do what you want to them."
Tom's hands became busier at her breasts. He was seated on the edge of the lounge, facing her, as both hands worked on her breasts. His finger and thumb pinched lightly at the tense nipples and he marveled at how they stood up to the touch. The softness of her breasts fascinated him, and he pushed them around. Janet's head fell back and she began to let her passions encompass her.
His eyes swept her full, mature body, studying her from chest to parted thighs. He moved his hands downward, rubbing and stroking over her ribs, clutching at her waist and squeezing her sides gently. Janet thrilled to his exploration, reveled in the thought of the many eyes on her as her son learned of her. His thumbs approached her navel and pushed at it, then his hands moved down farther. Tom shifted his position, kneeling between her legs as his fingers parted her cunt. He began a detailed exploration of her with his hands and eyes.
"That's it, oh, yes, that's it," Janet whispered to him, her head raised as she watched him at work. He bent down for a better look at her and his breath puffed eagerly on her tender flesh as he spread the lips with his fingers and looked into her, studying her. His hands and eyes fastened on her clitoris and he rolled it between thumb and forefinger, bringing a gasp from Janet. "Gently," she urged him breathlessly.
Finally he stretched out alongside her, one hand at her crotch. From where he sat, Phil watched his son's hand working at her, his middle finger plunged deeply into her.
Janet pulled her son's head to her and gave him a warm, erotic kiss. He rolled over her then, and aimed his prick into her. Her hand reached down and guided his inexperienced organ into her channel. As he began to push into her quickly, she whimpered, "Slowly, Tom. We've got all night." He slowed his drive into her, backing out a little, then pushing on. His mind became overwhelmed with new sensations and the warm slipperiness of her cunt as he pushed in. Before he lost the power of thought he marveled at how well-designed she was, just right to take him into her.
In the watching circle, Phil's prick stirred to life again as he watched his son slowly push into his wife. Sitting next to him, Beth began to breathe more rapidly, and her hand went to her naked crotch and began to rub. As she watched the scene on the lounge, she slumped back in her chair, her hand working at herself.
As Tom drove into her, Janet dropped her head back and thrilled to his youthful vigor. "Now, Tom, now, push, push!" Her hands were on his hips, urging him in and out of her, all else forgotten.
Suddenly, too soon for her, he climaxed, spurting into her, pressing his twitching cock into her as hard as he could before slumping back in exhaustion. His cock wilted quickly and he pulled out of her. Anxiously, he looked at her, somehow knowing what had happened. Still burning with desire, Janet looked at her eager, apologetic son and stroked his cheek. "Don't worry, darling."
Phil had seen what had happened and knew how long it took to bring Janet to completion. He got up and went to the lounge, gently urging Tom out of the way, and sat next to his wife. Janet lay spread on the couch, her eyes pleading with him. He reached over and began to work at her breast, massaging as he bent to kiss her deeply. Suddenly, there was another hand on her other breast. Janet looked up to find Kathy working at it, then bending her head and beginning to suck on it.
Janet's legs spread wider as she felt hands working at her crotch. Phil broke the kiss for a moment and Janet lifted her head. All she could see was the red hair of Jake as he worked at her pussy, bending his head to thrill her with his tongue. Janet let her head drop back again, reaching one hand for Phil's prick and holding it. Her other hand went to Kathy's breasts, rubbing, weighing them as they sagged away from her chest. Janet's thrills built and built as the three people worked at her. "Put it in, Jake, put it in," Janet urged him. "No, wait!" She struggled free of them for a minute and rolled over, getting on her knees, she swung her head over Phil's crotch and began to suck on his prick. Kathy moved up next to her and reached around Janet to cup and fondle her breasts with both hands. Jake kneeled behind Janet and began to guide his cock into her from that angle. As he slid into her he pulled Kathy's head around and began to kiss her while pushing into Janet.
The watching children began to work on each other as they watched the tangle of adults on the lounge.
Janet began to whimper through her nose as she sucked and pumped Phil's prick with her mouth, and Jake drove into her from behind. Her senses were overloaded from Kathy working her breasts. As she felt her climax approaching, she redoubled her efforts on Phil's cock. He reached across her back for Kathy's breasts as he felt his climax building. Suddenly he saw Jake pump hard into Janet and felt his own orgasm blaze through him, shooting into Janet's gulping mouth as she climaxed.
For a long moment they held, then collapsed in a heap on the lounge.
Tom and Jimmy spouted eagerly from the girls' efforts, jetting sperm over their hands and bodies until they all fell together into a heap on the lounge with their parents. For a long time nobody moved. Then slowly the knot of naked bodies began to untangle.
"Last one in the pool is a rotten egg," Tom yelled exuberantly and led a mad dash into the water. A wild, happy water fight developed, parents against children. When they finally gave out, the deck of the pool was awash with water.
The adults hauled themselves out of the water and watched as their children fought over the beach ball with youthful vigor.
Phil panted heavily. "I don't know where Judy gets that energy, Jan. I'm completely washed out, what with Kathy, you and her all in one night."
Jake nodded in agreement. "I couldn't raise a hard-on with a jack."
"Oh, poo, you two men," Kathy chimed in. "Us women could go for another round, couldn't we, Jan?"
"Yep," Janet nodded. "You guys are just soft."
"Maybe, but I've had it. Want another drink, anyone?" Jake asked, getting to his feet.
The others joined him back at the chairs and pulled four lounges around so they could see the pool. The kids were still frolicking happily, seeing who could push whom under.
Phil sipped his drink and reflected on how beautiful they all were as they splashed unashamedly naked in the water.
Janet got up and stepped over to him. "Move over, honey."
Phil made room for her on his lounge and she snuggled down against him. Cuddling warm against each other, Phil felt himself begin to stir again.
"Ho, ho, the old man's not so old after all, is he?" Her hand stole over to his prick and began to fondle it again. She opened her legs as he pressed her cunt, then inserted a finger.
As they felt each other they watched the children. Tom was holding Beth tight to him in a brazen, erotic kiss. Judy and Jim were hanging by their hands from the diving board, facing each other, kissing while their legs twined together. Judy let go and wrapped her arms about Jim's neck, wrapping her legs about his waist, grinding her pelvis against him. His hands slipped and they plunged into the water. Surfacing, they swam to the side in a frenzy and Judy sprawled on the deck. Jim flopped down on top of her and began to push into her cunt.
Just as Janet rolled over onto him and began to slide her warm, moist channel over his prick, Phil saw Tom and Beth pumping together, standing in the shallow water of the pool. His ears told him that Kathy and Jake were driving together with erotic slaps of flesh against flesh. Then all disappeared as he climaxed again with his wife. Still interlocked they drifted off to sleep.