Message-ID: <18038eli$9812160429@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: catservant@hotmail.com (Catservant) Subject: Reunion Part V (MFMFFfM, teen, quasi-incest, religion) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: catservant@hotmail.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <3676dc82.24687505@news.cdt.infi.net> Disclaimer: this story deals with group sexual contact, involving married and, in one case, slightly underage people, and is not intended to be read by anyone under 18. This is my first posted effort at erotic writing and it makes no pretensions to be anything other than some thoughts I find arousing. All previous parts should be available at www.dejanews.com by searching the adult archive using my Email. Everything and everyone in the story is the product of my over-active imagination, with one exception: the PC game described exists (try a web search for 4play95); I have no other connection with its maker than that of a happy customer. Friendly Email is very welcome at: catservant@hotmail.com Part V Mark looked around at his wife and three old (not to mention two new) friends, and read out the game's "Group" panel: "Everybody take off shoes and socks/hose, and daisy chain up for foot massaging, licking, and toe sucking: Mark do Tamiko, who will do Paul, who will do Anne (and either back to start or on to the next couple)." That set off a lot of comments, from "wow" to Beth's "Paul, you'll *like* Tammy's work", followed by Tamiko's "Anne's better .....who will she do?" Paul, as game owner, took it on himself, "Dave, I assume.....then how about he does Beth...and Shawna, you in?" "Oh, yeah" "Beth on Shawna, her back to Mark.....OK?" There was general agreement, and Dave and Paul started throwing their socks aside, and Tammy and Shawna undoing their hose. Beth spoke up "Hey what do I do? I'm not wearing panties under these things" "Hmmmmmm....well....", various guys made thoughtful noises; "Beth, I've got a pair of nail scissors in my purse", Anne put in, "you want to make the sacrifice?" "You bet." It was Anne's turn to feel up Beth's full thighs as she made her a pair of improvised nylon cut-offs; folks were already working out positions around the table as they finished. Paul called out, "c'mon Anne, I've saved your spot"......she threw one balled-up stocking at him and finished the other. "Mmmm, a souvenir....smells like Beth" Anne, knowing a good idea when she heard one, stuffed the other in her purse. Beth, she saw, was getting down between Dave and Shawna, and Mark had already mouthed one of her lover's dainty big toes and Tammy and Shawna were starting with their fingers. It occurred to Anne to make double sure that the door was chained and locked; wasn't likely anyone would be around at this hour, but it damn well wouldn't do to have somebody in this room without plenty of warning time....and things would only get worse. Dave broke off from sampling Beth's soles (Beth wasn't the only one giggling as tongues and fingers found sensitive spots) to say "GOOD idea....now come here and get to work on me!" Shawna was having as much fun as anybody, making Mark squirm (his feet didn't smell all *that* bad.....) and getting tongue-tickled and sucked by his wife, but it was she that finally said, "this is great, but are we gonna move on or.....?" Mark took a last peek up Tamiko's skirt (cute little red panties), kissed both her feet, and struggled up, feet damp from Shawna's enthusiastic attentions, "Yeah, I went last. Beth?" She licked Shawna's small, well-kept feet up and down and replied, "Yes, it's my......Dave, that TICKLES......turn". Paul popped Anne's red-tipped big toe out of his mouth, turned and smiled at Tammy-- whose gifted tongue and fingers had been driving him *insane*--, and watched the newly bare-legged Beth sit down and take the laptop. By the time everybody made it back to their spots, Beth had dropped into the Free Clinic, and Anne had been sent from the other corner there. Tamiko, hoping for something more interesting, found it on one of Paul's squares, looked straight at the guy whose feet she'd just tongue-washed, and read out, "'Paul', this says 'you will worship Tamiko's silky thighs. (Take off her pants or pull up her dress); use your hands, your lips, your tongue, to show her how devoted you are to her gorgeous legs'.....uhh actually my legs are kind of skinny....Anne's are gorgeous....but you can...." She pulled her chair back from the table, and Paul moved around to meet her, bending down to touch the hem of her black skirt where it rested on her bare knees, "May I, dear?" Tammy-- once again very conscious of six adults watching her and finding it both embarrassing and exciting, with excitement strongly predominating (Maybe because it was embarrassing? She wasn't sure why, but was sure she liked it)-- smiled and nodded yes. The college teacher-- probably older than most of the male teachers she'd had, and maybe better looking, if kind of scruffy-- took her skirt in both hands (she lifted her legs to help) and unveiled her right up to her panties, leaving it bunched up around her hips, then stroked his hands back down her thighs. "Not skinny at all....slim and....perfect", he said, and knelt down to kiss....... Part of Dave wanted to keep his eyes on Tammy's face-- her growing excitement was obvious-- but he kept needing to peek further down, as Paul rubbed and stroked her thighs and covered her with kisses and licks that sometimes seemed to steal awfully close to her panty-line. Somebody shoved the computer in front of him, and he looked away long enough to roll: Grab Bag. "David, write down all the gals' names and put 'em in a hat; have each man (you last) pick one. everybody take a 5 minute break and spend it necking with their new partner-- lots of kissing and above the waist feeling (outside clothes)." He looked around.....Anne at his right was hopelessly absorbed, Beth and Mark too. "Shawna, you got any paper?" "Huh?" He leaned over and showed her the screen. Supplied with motel stationery, he quartered it, wrote, folded....and in lieu of a hat, settled on one of his shoes. "Paul, everybody, listen to this....." Paul, smilingly largely, reached in to the shoe first, "Shawna!" He passed it to Mark and looked over at Dave's wife; she smiled back at him and licked her lips. Mark drew his wife's name, "hey, didn't it say I was supposed to have a *new* partner?. "Yeah, it did, honey, put me back". On a second try, Mark drew Anne and, stealing an anticipatory look at her nearly-bare tits, passed the shoe back to Dave. Dave reached in....and cheated a bit. He'd noticed Mark had refolded Beth's slip a little differently, and, as cute as young Tammy was, he wanted his first taste of his buddy's wife. "Beth for me....", he said, "...guess that leaves Tam as timekeeper." "Six on a bed?", Anne asked. "Well, we'll kinda fit", said Dave, "but if we break it, you guys better pitch in......" "We get the middle", Shawna put in, sliding in, lying down on her side and holding out her arms. "c'mere, professor". "Just instructor, for now", he smiled back, getting his arms around her slender body. As Mark slid in, butt to hers, and Beth got up against Paul's bare back, she whispered in his ear, "Am I your first black girl?" "Uh, no, actually....there was a grad student from Kenya last year I dated for a bit....but you'd be...."-- Tamiko's voice broke in "Five minutes starting....now"-- ".... my first that's married to an old friend", he finished, beginning to nibble on her lobe. Tamiko, still flushed and aroused from Paul's attentions (and kind of wishing she'd been drawn by him....or maybe David.... or Mark), looked up from her watch and watched him shift his lips down Shawna's cheek to meet hers. Glancing to the sides, Anne's lips were in Mark's ear as he kissed the slopes of her breasts (which made her think of how nice Anne's tongue felt in and around *her* ear in the same position), and Dave seemed to have all his attention on very seriously smooching Mark's wife (something Tammy very much wanted to do-- she thought of how shy Mrs. Hazlitt had been when she was told to touch her nipple very first thing, and of how much Beth had enjoyed it.). Dave had apparently thought about Beth's full breasts too: Tammy watched as he shifted his hands around to her bra , cupped them like he had Anne's, and began to play. Dave was thinking that he was as close to heaven as he could be with all his clothes on: Beth's tongue darting all over his mouth, her near-naked body pressing against his erection, his hands full of good-sized breasts. Damn, but he missed that sometimes. Shawna was a wonderful lady, a hell of a good wife in and out of bed (he wondered if he'd see one of these guys sample her fantastic blow job skills...a seriously horny thought that.....). He'd been totally faithful her since their first date,. but it was *fine* to have a nice big handful again. He slipped out of their kiss-- Beth moved down to his throat-- and stole a look over at his wife, who had her head down in Paul's chest while he played with her little boobs through her dress. Beth's lips found his ear, "Mmmmmmh, that feels nice........is Shawna having fun too?" "Looks like", he murmured, and bent down to kiss her cleavage. Mark, on the other side of the bed was back to doing the same; Anne almost wished he'd just bag the game, rip off her bra, and suck......but maybe it was a really, really good idea-- especially for Tam-- to not go straight to orgy mode, to follow the rules and stay in line....which sounds like some sort of warped Sunday School lesson, Anne thought.....and cut off her reverie as Mark caught her lips in another absorbing deep kiss. Somewhere in the middle of it, she heard her lover call, "That's time, everyone". Everybody looked up (but not in time to catch Tamiko's hand sneaking out of her skirt); Mark spoke up in his best faux-British, "That was never five minutes just now". The allusion got both Paul and Anne cracking up, to the point where Dave had to say, "hey folks, we'd better keep it down if we know what's good for us." Tammy just looked puzzled...... Didn't take long for the five players to retake their seats, Paul giving Shawna a farewell hug (God, he thought, I want to spend more time with her), and going for his turn: his own square. Mark's turn was equally boring, but his wife hit Dave's territory and got, "Beth, give David a private show: show off your bra-covered breasts by pushing them together and lifting and squeezing them". For some reason, even as turned on and loosened up and undressed as she was, that was just too embarrassing to read right out. She turned the machine around to face Dave and looked straight at the guy she'd just finished necking with, "want me to?". "Beth.....hell, yes. Guess we could use the bathroom, to be private-like...." When Beth had followed him into the little cubicle, Shawna asked-- everybody at the table had managed to look at the text-- "What was that all about?". Paul answered, "Uhhh, she's going to show off her tits for him". "Oh...Dave'll *like* that...." Anne took the machine back, hit Beth's property, "a pretty mild one....'Anne, spend some time sitting next to Beth, brushing her hair and telling her how pretty it is'". Tammy went on to one of Paul's: "Tamiko, lay on the floor. Paul is going to tickle you until you can't take it anymore" "Oh, she's *really* ticklish, especially....." Anne's lover interrupted her, "Don't you tell him!" As Paul and Tammy were getting in position, Dave (smiling broadly) and Beth walked out of the bathroom. Anne had already borrowed a hairbrush, which lead Beth to ask if she was going to be spanked. "You must've been naughty enough, to make David grin like that...but I'm only allowed to brush your hair." Dave (after quietly telling Mark what a lucky bastard he was) managed to land on Beth's property: "David, massage Beth's ass (through her clothing). Bet it feels nice." "And here I thought I was getting left out, earlier....O Beth.....". She and Anne were having a quiet talk as Anne started to brush her near waist length hair; Anne said, "Here, just slide your butt off the chair a bit so our favorite preacher can get at it", and continued her work. Paul let Tamiko off with only minimal "torture", only to, frustratingly, hit his own property again (Mark cracking that that must mean Paul was to play with himself.....). Mark paid off his wife, and observed that Level One was just about over. He passed the comp to Beth, still enjoying attentions at both ends, and she also hit her own. Anne stopped brushing to roll, and was told to give a foot rub to Tammy, whereupon up came a panel "On to Level 2!" "Maybe we'll finally get the fuckin' *suits* off you guys", was Anne's comment. "Hey Shawna", Anne said, "doubles; you get the first one on the new level" "OK!" She came over and moved Anne's marker on to the Grab Bag: "If you're wearing a dress, you're going to give the others a major treat and spend a few minutes slowwwllllly taking it off. Take requests from the crowd. If you're not wearing a dress.......Wow, how should I start, guys?" "Lift your skirts and pose your legs for us", Paul suggested, and Shawna cooperated, showing off one slim bare leg and then the other. David said, "Honey, why don't you go around and let everybody unbutton a button" She looked down the front of her boldly printed dress and said, "Sounds cool....10 buttons means I go around twice....if I leave you out" Shawna walked around to Anne-- "since I'm taking your roll...."-- and bent down a little. The beautiful Filipina-American stopped attending to her partner's feet to reach up and unfasten the big white button at the top of her scoop neck, and stretched the material out so she could peep down. "Cute bra", she said, and impulsively kissed the spot on Shawna's throat where the button had been. The preacher's wife (a bit excited by even this mildest of lesbian encounters) turned to Tamiko, whose button showed off a bit of pink bra and whose lips rested between her breasts with a thrilling little tongue-tickle. She shared a look with the pretty teen (and flashed on a mental picture of Tammy and Anne making out just a short time ago) and walked around her husband to Paul. His hands brushed her breasts once as he undid number three and pulled her top askew to show off her cups, and once again a bit more solidly as he bent for the now traditional kiss. Mark's kiss landed squarely in her navel, and his wife's on to her panties. Anne reached around and undid the sixth, and her lips fell lower on the pink cloth and stayed longer, managing to catch a hint of Shawna's excited moisture and add further to her arousal. She turned and received Tammy's kisses on her inner thighs, and walked around to the men with her dress falling open and collected four more further down. Only one button was holding her together as she turned to Beth, who bent, unbuttoned, and kissed her knees. Shawna looked over at Anne.....thought she caught the older woman staring at her crotch....smiled and said, "Anne, would ya help me off with this". As Anne worked the dress off her shoulders, she spoke in Shawna's ear, "sorry if I got carried away there". Shawna turned, let her dress fall to the floor....and caught Anne in a hug and a very insistent kiss. David-- and everyone else-- stared as the two women shared lips and tongues and ground bodies together. His wife's impromptu bi-show got the preacher harder than anything he'd seen or done on this wild night-- even Beth's insanely sexy exhibition in the bathroom. He hadn't missed Anne's intimate attentions, and his wife's response got him thinking about a very, very erotic threesome (or moresome......) "Hey Shawna", Beth called out, "you've got another set of doubles to roll"......she broke off with Anne, "ooh, got carried away there.....doesn't more doubles mean I go to jail?" "Not in this game", Paul said, as Shawna, wearing nothing now but her bra and panty set, walked back to the computer and her rather flushed-- and thoughtful- partner in crime sat back down. Shawna put Anne's marker on David's square, "Damn, that's no fun.....but....y'all aren't gonna believe this, I threw doubles AGAIN". She hit pay for her husband, and made Anne's fourth throw on to a square of Paul's, "That's more like it....'Anne.....or, I guess, me...lay Paul down, kiss his entire body through whatever clothes he has on'....Mmmm I get to start were I left off just now...." She'd led the happy ex-pastor back to the bed and was busy on his throat and nipples when Tamiko realized "It's finally my turn...." She continued the trend by landing on Beth's square: "'Beth, give Tamiko the sexiest kiss you can; let her play with your tits'....Beth, I've wanted to kiss you *so* much....it didn't seem fair that we could touch each other and not....." Beth was getting up and meeting her behind Anne's chair, "Honey, I want you too....like I said, I never...." By that time their lips had met, Tammy's hands soon firmly on Beth's breast mounds, Beth's around the shorter woman's back. Now it was Mark's turn to watch a wife's maiden lesbian kiss. Anne had spun around, getting a lovely close-up, and Mark reached across Beth's chair and took her hand as they watched their respective mates grow increasingly passionate. Dave was in yet another pleasant quandary, with one eye on his wife, who'd made it down below Paul's belt-line and was kissing the outline of his erection through his suit pants as Paul stroked her hair. Glancing back the other way showed Tammy's hands worming their way into Beth's cups, her finger tips finding both nipples on this second outing. It seemed quite some time before the kiss had to end; the ex-missionary hugged the ex-orphan very tightly indeed before they sat back down. "Oh I have doubles," Tamiko said, "I'll roll for you, Shawna...." (that lady being occupied with Paul's bare feet); ".....just a property to buy". David hit nothing much, and, Paul, back at the table after another hug, landed on Grab Bag, "Pretend you're 16 again, moon the other players". That duty done (not a bad ass, more than one lady thought), Mark hit zip, then Beth one of Tamiko's properties. No question now about hitting play: "Tamiko is going to kiss Beth's breasts while helping her out of her bra". "Oh my....." Continued in Part VI -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----