Message-ID: <7191eli$9801102338@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Crystal Camry" Subject: UF: Acro Inc. (part 1e) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain 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: <19980111025835.18096.qmail@hotmail.com> The next day was a hot and muggy Monday. Jim and Jane decided not to go into their respective offices. They played hooky with gusto. Lying naked in bed, the air conditioner keeping them comfortable, they reviewed the previous night's debauchery. "Ellen sucked your cunt like a real pro," Jim offered. "She was ravenous. I loved it. Too bad you can't eat me that good." She made a face to show him she was only teasing. He teased her back. "If I could stand the smell I'd eat with a bigger appetite." She hit him on the chest and climbed up on top. Pinning his arms with her knees, she straddled his face. Then she pressed her crotch to his mouth and said, "Take a whiff of this, you fucking child molester. I bet little Debbie doesn't even smell this good." He effortlessly lifted her lithe form off his face and wrestled her onto the mattress. "You know I think you've got the sweetest pussy in the world." In the erotic struggle, his cock had responded by hardening. He pressed his rod against her mound. "And my dick thinks so too. Can I slip it in to show you what I mean?" She licked her lips sensuously. "Just a little. Fuck my cunt with just the head of your cock." He did as he was told. He stirred his prickhead around in the juicy labia of her vagina. But he quickly tired of teasing himself. She noticed his faltering interest and said: "Push my legs way up. Spread me wide open. What can you see?" Jim pushed her knees up against her breasts. He backed off to watch his cock nestled in the gaping flower of her cunt, and the bud of her asshole opening below. "Lots of pink. I can even see a bit of the pink in your shithole." "Yeah? I bet your cock is itching to slide up there isn't it? Would you like to see how hot it would be if you fucked my asshole?" Jane questioned him while she toyed with the bloated purple helmet at the tip of his dick. Jim didn't answer. He just aimed his cock a few inches lower and let the tip press into her anal orifice. She moaned in response, and pushed her bowel muscles out to afford his shaft more room. With that help, and the lubrication seeping down from her cunt, entry was easier than either of them had imagined. Although she winced at the dull ache that accompanies the loss of anal virginity, she quickly began to encourage him to fuck harder. "Harder, you bastard. Rip me open with that big mean cock of yours. Harder!" "You love this, don't you? The little fucking whore just loves it up the ass after all." Jim thrust with full strokes, holding nothing back. "Yeah, baby, I love it. Fill my asshole with your cum. I want to shit your juice out for a week." Jane thought about how Ellen had once told her how semen leaks out after you let a guy cum inside your ass. It turned her on to think that she would have that lingering reminder of this moment. Jim grunted a couple of times and realized that an orgasm had crept up on him: he was flooding her rectum with jizz. Jane flinched each time his cock expanded to squirt out more cum. She viciously fingered her clit and made her own orgasm follow swiftly. Jim collapsed onto his wife, laughing and panting. He felt his shrivelling cock slip wetly out of her shitter. She reach below and stroked her forefinger around the stretched opening to her bowels. The slickness of Jim's semen allowed her to slip the finger into the tender aperture, extending the pleasure. "How was that, baby? Do you like fucking me up the ass?" Jim grunted and smiled. "Yeah. I can't wait to tell the guys at the club that I finally Greeked you." Jane punched him playfully. "Don't you dare. They'll be lined up at the door expecting a piece." "Don't flatter yourself. They all get assfucking at home. You were about the only wife who didn't provide anal access. Of course you made up for it because you're better looking than any of their wives--by a mile." Jane pondered that for a moment. "I always wanted to try it. I was just a little nervous because your cock is so big. But it was easy wasn't it?" "As easy as your cunt. And it was a whole lot hotter." Jim kissed her forehead. "But I still wouldn't try it with a guy who's cock was as big as... say... Patrick's." Jim looked surprised. "Now that you've had me in there, you could take anyone. Just how huge is your brother anyway?" She giggled, thinking about how Patrick had described his penis on the phone. "He said it was eleven inches long." "Bullshit. You know the average is six and I have eight. He probably measures it from behind his balls. The only part that counts is the part that's going inside the chick." "Still, if he is telling the truth, I'd love to see it at work on Rachel some time." Jim smirked at her. "Or pounding into your own cunt, I bet. Brother or no brother, you'd give anything to try a really big cock like that wouldn't you?" Jane blushed. "Yeah, I guess. I'd want to see if I could handle it." "You know he'd jump at the chance to give his sister a proper boning. You should suggest it." Jane shook her head and changed the subject. "Want to go down to the beach today? Take advantage of this weather?" "I think we should invite a bunch of people over. Not everyone is lucky enough to live on the beach." "That's a great idea," she said, hopping onto the floor, "I'll make a big salad and we can order pizza. You go buy some beer. Come on." She dragged him up out of the bed and held him close against her naked form. By six o'clock they had quite a crowd in their backyard, which was shielded from the general public by a huge wooden fence. Jane's mother and father, Evelyn and Roger Brighton, and her brothers, Patrick and Mike. Mike had brought Cherise, his new black girlfriend. From Jim's side there was Jill, his sister, and Stephanie, Jill's daughter. Stephanie's friend Gina was there and Gina's fourteen year-old brother Luke. Ellen and Debbie Wilson also showed up. Although it was a challenge to order pizza for thirteen picky eaters, Jim and Jane managed to keep their guests well fed. Jim had to go back to the beer store and make a stop at a variety store to get pop for Debbie and Luke. As it turned out, Luke drank beer most of the night anyway. At eight o'clock, well after their meal had been digested, Jane suggested they all head down to the beach and have a sunset swim. A few minutes later, she appeared in her black bikini that flaunted her sculpted body to perfection. Evelyn pulled her daughter aside and said, "Do you expect me to get into my suit after you've put me to shame with your body like that? How do you stay in such great shape?" Jane gently scolded her mother for her timidity. "You have a fine body, Mom. For your age, and after having pumped out three strapping kids like us, any woman would beg to have your body." And it was true. Evelyn's waist was as trim as ever, and her breasts sagged only slightly. Considering the size of her bust, it was hardly cause for shame. The hint of cellulite on her thighs was to be expected in a woman in her mid-fifties. Most importantly, Evelyn carried herself with graceful youth, the lines on her face etched after years of happiness. Jane led her mother inside, into the bedroom, where she closed the door. "Did you bring a suit?" Her mother blushed. "No, I didn't. And I obviously can't wear one of yours." "Maybe not, Mom, but Ellen has a couple here that you could try on." She reached into the top dresser drawer and tossed a red bikini and a blue one-piece onto the bed. "Go ahead." Evelyn stripped quickly and reached for the blue clump on the bed. "Try the bikini first. I know you'll look great. Dad will be proud of you for being so daring with all these youngsters around. I bet you get a rise out of at least one guy in the crowd." Evelyn blushed again. "Don't be silly. If any of the men were getting hard it was because of your appearance in that tiny bit of a suit." As her mother stood contemplating the merits of the bikini over the one-piece, Jane studied her naked form. Without clothes, she was surprisingly erotic. Jane knew that disrobed, women often lost their appeal. But her mom looked great. Jane even had to shake off a shiver of attraction that whistled briefly across her loins, similar to something she had felt at Ellen's last night. After all she was appraising her own mother. "Don't you think my boobs are too big for this one?" Evelyn held up the tiny red top with two fingers. "Look at this suit," Jane said, running her fingers along the edges of her own bikini top, "it just covers my nipples, and the rest of my tits stick out. That's how it's supposed to be." "What about my big hairy cunt? Is that supposed to stick halfway out too?" Evelyn was obviously exasperated, but started stepping into the tiny red bottoms. There was a gentle rap at the door. "Who is it?" Jane called. "Debbie and Stephanie for the girl's changeroom." The door opened and the two females stepped in. "We heard it's in here," Stephanie said. "Hello Mrs. Brighton." Evelyn straightened up, bare-chested, and shook Stephanie's hand. "Hello, dear. Who's your darling little friend?" "Mrs. Brighton, this is Debbie. Debbie, Mrs. Brighton." Debbie held out a hand to shake, but Evelyn encircled the little girl with arms for a squeezing hug. Her big naked breasts flattened against Debbie's slight frame. "Wow," Debbie exclaimed when Evelyn released her, "your boobies feel as good as my mommy's when she hugs me." They all giggled at the child's first comment. Stephanie was next to strip and Evelyn complimented her on her young nubile body as well. "You certainly put me to shame," she said, procuring a frown from her daughter. Debbie did not have a suit, but the women decided that she was still young enough to swim naked. Since Debbie didn't protest, they were all ready for the beach in a few minutes. Jane grabbed four towels on the way out. Jim, Mike, Patrick, and Luke were waiting on the porch in their swimming shorts. Gina, Cherise, and Jill appeared moments later in their own bikinis. Mike immediately gave Cherise's ass a squeeze and whispered a compliment on her looks. She giggled in appreciation. When the group went down to the beach, Roger and Ellen were left in the backyard to clean up the pizza boxes and beercans. "You know what?" Roger said. "I think young Luke was quite shocked to see your little girl without her bathing suit. He was blushing like a schoolgirl." Ellen put her hands on her hips and looked out at Debbie's nude form disappearing over the far dune with Luke following close behind. "Well, I think he's old enough to understand the difference between girls and boys." "Yep, and I'm sure Debbie's old enough too. It won't be long now before waltzing around like that will get her into a whole heap of trouble. How old is she anyway?" "Seven. But I've taught her all about the birds and the bees already." Roger rifled a hand through his greying hair. "I think she could well give Luke a run for his money." Ellen looked keenly at Roger. "You sound like seeing her naked did something for you." Her lips formed a crooked smile. He simply cleared his throat and carried the pizza boxes to the garbage, effectively hiding the lump that had formed in his trousers. Meanwhile down in the surf, the eleven bathers were having a great time. Tag was the game of the moment, and Luke had become "it." He was having a rough time catching anyone, including the prey he thought would be easiest: little Debbie. When Luke gave up in frustration, the game ended. In a frivolous mood, everyone giggled when Jim snook up behind his mother-in-law and clutched her breasts in his hands, giving them a playful squeeze and calling, "You're it!" "You're incorrigible, Jimbo!" Evelyn chastised him, but deep down felt good to be teased like one of the girls. Jane swam up beside Jim and her mother. "See, Mom, I told you you'd get a rise out of these guys. But I really think Debbie has the right idea... skinny dipping is much more fun." Jim agreed with both of his wife's assertions. "Well, Evelyn, feel this rise," he grabbed her hand and pulled it under the water to show that he was the first to act on Jane's skinny dipping idea. When his mother-in-law wrapped her hand around his pulsing shaft, she blushed, but kept her fingers where he placed them. "Jim, you're embarrassing me," Evelyn said. "Oh, Mom, don't be such a spoil-sport. I think my husband needs you to teach him a thing or two," Jane giggled. She swam around behind her mother. "Can I undo your top, Mom? See if his cock twitches when he gets a better look at your big hooters." Evelyn was aghast at her daughter's behaviour, but she was enthraled by Jim's pulsing member. It had been a long time since she had held anyone's cock but Roger's. But she reached around behind her with her free hand to prevent her daughter from undoing the clasp. "Don't you dare." Jim grabbed Evelyn's hand and pulled her over on her back, floating in the waves. Jane giggled and tried to undo the clasp from that position. Evelyn struggled and tried to push Jane away with her feet. Noticing the new game beginning, Patrick, Mike, and Cherise swam over to see what the rules were. "What's going on?" Patrick asked. "We're getting Mom to go skinny dipping," Jane shouted over Evelyn's squeals and splashes. "Oh really," Patrick said, eying his sister, "I think you should go first sis." He lunged at Jane, knocking her over in the water. His hands slipped down her trim sides; he managed to hook his thumbs into her bottoms. She swam toward him to prevent him from pulling them off. Luke, Debbie, Gina, Stephanie, and Jill all swam around the wrestling others, and watched. Luke caught on quickly, and since Debbie was already naked, he asked her to help him get the other girl's suits off. She readily agreed. Luke decided to attack his sister first, getting her naked so she would then help him get Stephanie or Mrs. Porter. He would have gone straight for Stephanie, the subject of so many of his fantasies, but since her mom was there, he thought better of the idea. Gina was watching the other action so closely, she didn't even notice Luke's nearness. If she had, she might have felt the lump of her brother's engorged adolescent prong pressing through his trunks against her leg. But he had her top undone and her bottoms halfway off before she even started struggling. "Luke, you creep," was all she had time to say before Debbie swam away with her bottoms and jumped to the surface swinging them victoriously in the air. Gina crouched low in the water, cursing her brother and his newfound ally. "Luke, tell that bitch to bring back my fucking suit now!" Luke grinned. He swam menacingly close to Gina. "Come on, sis. Everyone else is getting their suits taken away. I guess you're just not allowed to wear them tonight. Besides, it's getting dark and no one can hardly see you anyway." "Fuck, Luke, give it back. Please." Gina quieted down. She even let Luke swim right up to her. "Sis, you're a party pooper. I'll let you take off my trunks." He stood arrogantly beside her in the waist high water. Her face was inches from his taut belly, her arms crossed over her chest to prevent the waves from dipping away and exposing her top half. She continued to speak quietly to Luke, although Stephanie had swam in close enough to hear. "You've got a hard-on, don't you Luke? I'm not taking off your bathing suit just so you can show off your boner." Luke laughed. "Why not?" Stephanie joined in. "Yeah, Gina, why not? I want to see it." Luke gulped. His fantasies were coming true. Stephanie continued. "He's such a cutie. I want to see what he's got in those shorts." Gina smiled. "Always the horny bitch, huh Steph? Okay." She stood up boldly, came chest to chest with her little brother. "How's this you little bastard? Getting your jollies now?" Luke just beamed at her and looked down at her perky little nipples which almost touched his chest. Gina grabbed Luke's shorts at the front; Stephanie grabbed them at the back. Debbie swam up close to watch the boy become exposed. With a couple of tugs, a proud and pink erection stemming from a sparse brown bush was displayed. Luke grabbed it lewdly and shook it at Gina. "There you go, sis." Gina giggled. So did Debbie. But Stephanie looked over to check what her mother was doing--good, safely engaged with the others--and wrapped her hand gently around Luke's cock. "Don't let their giggling bug you, Luke. I think you've got a great cock." As it turned out, only Gina, Luke, Jim, and Debbie were naked at this point. Jane successfully thwarted Patrick's attack and Evelyn managed to convince Jim not to take her suit off by promising that she'd continue to stroke his dick under the water. When Jane floated back to where her mother and her husband were talking in low tones, she asked what they were doing. "Your mom's giving me a fantastic handjob. Want to watch?" Jane shook her head. "That's okay. I'm going ashore to get another beer. But Mom, don't make him cum, okay? I want to have some for later." "Don't worry dear, I won't waste any of your husband's precious spunk." Evelyn rolled her eyes as her daughter swam away. She turned to Jim and said, "You're not going to cum, are you?" "I doubt it." After a few moments of silence, Jim asked, "You really like my dick, huh?" "Like I said, it's nice to feel a different one every once in a while." "You know what Evelyn? I fucked your daughter up the ass this morning for the first time." Evelyn stopped stroking. "You what?" She looked shocked. Jim boldly slipped his hand down the back of his mother-in- law's bikini bottoms. "Up the ass. I fucked her where she shits." His finger slipped between her buttcheeks to stress the point. Evelyn jumped a little. Jim felt her buttocks clench around his finger. "You're disgusting. I can't believe she married you in the first place, let alone do that with you." Jim grabbed her around the waist a pulled her down in the water. They bobbed with just their heads above the surface, and Jim's hands got even busier. He positioned himself at her side and slipped a hand down both the front and the back of her suit. Straddling her thighs allowed him to press his hard-on against them. "Stop it, Jim," Evelyn cried. No one heard; they'd all returned to the beach. "Come on, Evelyn. I think its a case of like daughter, like mother. But I think it might even be like daughter, love mother." He goosed her again, and insinuated a finger from his other hand into the sodden lips of her cunt. "You're juicing up like a bitch in heat. I think the idea of my dick forcing your asshole open turns you on." Evelyn whirled to face Jim; he held everything but her head fast. Spittle flew from her mouth as she berated him; her eyes were brimming with tears. "You get your filthy hands out of my bathing suit now. If I want to feel my asshole being forced open, I'll get my doctor to do an bowel exam. No man's cock is going any where near there." Jim immediately pulled his hands out of her suit. He stammered an apology and backed towards the beach. "Whoa, hold everything. I just thought you might like it... Jane said you probably would." Evelyn reached for him and he stopped. "Okay, Jim," she said quietly, still frowning. "I'm sorry I got mad. Roger has tried to get me to do the same thing. I guess I want to, but I just can't imagine it." She encircled his waist with her arms and kissed him on the lips. "I'm sorry." He worked his tongue into her mouth. His cock stopped softening and returned to its previous glory. When he broke the kiss, he squeezed her ass hard and said, "So you won't let me shove my cock up your ass, but you want fuck and suck like a good mother-in-law should?" She smiled. "You're still a disgusting pig. Did Jane really let you stick this thing up her butt?" She squeezed his cock to show what she was talking about. "Just like Patrick does to Rachel, and Mike--I'm sure--does to Cherise. I've talked to them before and them love assfucking as much as I do." Evelyn shook her head. "But Michael just met Cherise. Surely she wouldn't let him do something like that already." She was incredulous. "Well, I don't know for sure, but I've done it to lots of girls on the first date. I just takes the right kind of chemistry." "Yeah," Evelyn joked, "and the right kind of chemicals to wash up afterwards." Jim rolled his eyes and looked across the calm evening water to the warm glow of the beach house. "Maybe, Mrs. Brighton, we should head back. I wouldn't want your daughter dropping hints that I'm out here sticking it to you." Two weeks later Jim and Jane had a family dinner at their beach house. Roger and Evelyn, Mike and Cherise, and Patrick were sitting around the table, while Jane served roast beef and Jim bartended. "So Cherise," Jim asked, glancing down at the black beauty's fashionably displayed cleavage, "what have you been up to since our beach party?" Cherise smiled through a mouthful of food. She took a moment to swallow. "I've been touring with a client company." "Oh really, what line of work are you in?" Mike smiled. "She's a figure model." Cherise shook her head vigorously. "If only that were true. Most of the time I just feel like a plain old stripper." "I did nude modelling for a while," Jane said. "Is that what you do?" "Well, it's pretty much stripping, but the client is a major brewery so they lend a bit of legitimacy to it." Cherise seemed a little embarrassed by the attention. Patrick piped up. "Why don't you show us a sample of your work. I think that would clear up everything." Cherise looked at the faces around the table and assessed whether they took Patrick seriously or not. Apparently they had just ignored him. But a few moments later, Jim pressed the point. "Come on Cherise. I'm sure Jane will give us a sample of her nude modelling days if you show us what the brewery is paying for." "Fuck that idea," Jane said, hitting Jim on the shoulder. Evelyn reached over and swatted her daughter. "Don't be so shy, dear. You always tell me to be proud of my body." Finally Mr. Brighton, who was feeling the effects of Jim's overgenerous hospitality, said, "How about seeing all the female flesh in the family. I want to see them all naked." Cherise felt warm being included in the Brighton/Calwell clan. She stood up and smoothed out her short white cocktail dress. "Mr. Brighton, I think you're in for a treat... at least as far as I'm concerned." Jane stood up beside her. "I'll dance with you Cherise. Let me go get some music." Patrick, Mike, and Jim moved their chairs to face the open space between the dining room and the living room -- the makeshift stage. Roger reached across the front of his wife's blouse and gave her left tit a squeeze. "You think you can keep up with the youngsters, darling? I'd be just as happy to have you sit right here and keep my dick hard for me." "That's what I'll do then, sweetheart," Evelyn said. She swivelled to face him and kissed his earlobe. "I might even let you take it out and put it in my mouth." Patrick overheard the comment that was intended for his father only. "Don't start sucking on Dad during the show, Mom. It'll be distracting." Jim popped out to the den and returned with his video camera. "I think this is going to be worth a tape, eh boys?" Mike and Patrick whistled. Roger clapped and said, "Don't forget to show audience reaction shots. Get a good shot of my stiff pecker so I can use it in the future to prove to Evelyn that I can still get it up." They all laughed at that one. The music Jane picked was slow but had a healthy beat. Jim started recording and zoomed in on Jane. "Do an introduction, baby." Jane puckered sensuously at the camera and said, "Hi, I'm your Dream Slut. I'm going to take off my clothes and my father and brothers will see me naked for the first time since I was a kid. My turns on include: buying shoes without wearing panties, blowing cab drivers instead of paying the fare, and watching horses piss. My turn offs include sensitive men, bitchy women, and dogs who won't lick my cunt." The men hooted at her depraved portrayal. Evelyn looked a little shocked at her daughter's imagination, but went along with it, busily stroking her husband's cock through his trousers. Jim turned the camera on Cherise, who had to cut off her laughter to get into her own character. "Hi, I'm your favourite street whore, Jezebel. I like all the same shit she does, but I don't wear anything when I shop for shoes, I suck off the cabbie while he drives and still pay the fare, and I drink horse piss. I don't have any turn offs." The men howled at Cherise's one-upmanship. The girls started dancing slowly, moving their hips in time to the music. 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