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Author: Nick Scipio
Title: Summer Camp - Book 2: Gina
Part: Chapter 37
Universe: Summer Camp
Summary: Coming-of-age story about a teenager whose family spends 
their summer vacations at a nudist camp.
Keywords: MF, Mf, MFf, M+F+, ff, teen, oral, inc
Revision: 1.5
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                       STANDARD DISCLAIMER

This piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment. It 
contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. If you 
are offended by sexually explicit content or language, please DO 
NOT read any further.

All characters in this story are fictitious; any similarity to 
any persons, places, individuals or situations is purely 
coincidental. The author does not necessarily condone or endorse 
any of the activities described in this story.

This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without 
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Summer Camp - Book 2: Gina
by Nick Scipio

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

For dinner, we grilled steaks, chicken kabobs, and foil-wrapped 
ears of corn. When the meat was almost ready, Gina and Leah 
brought the rest of the food from the kitchen. They set the 
dishes on a long folding table, buffet style, and then set out 
place settings on the two large patio tables.

Elizabeth had told her daughters--after telling Leah that Gina's 
car was going to Knoxville, end of discussion--that they were 
responsible for all the food (except the meat). It wasn't 
punishment, per se, but it certainly took the girls' minds off 
their argument.

"Thank you, ladies," Elizabeth said to them. "You see how much 
better it is when you're polite and cooperate with each other?"

Gina glared at Leah, as if to say, "_You_ got me into this."

"I'll give them a hand," Erin offered. Then she glanced at me and 
shrugged.

I rolled my eyes and shrugged in reply. Erin and I occasionally 
argued, but not like Gina and Leah. I guess it's different 
between brothers and sisters.

When the girls headed back inside to fetch the next group of side 
dishes, Elizabeth turned to my mom.

"Beth, be very, _very_ grateful that you have one of each. I 
swear, with only daughters, I sometimes want to lock them all in 
solitary confinement until they're twenty-five."

"That's because they're so much like _you_," Chris said from the 
grill.

"And if you think you wouldn't be locked up _with_ them," 
Elizabeth warned her husband, "you're dreaming."

Instead of replying, Chris merely grinned at Dad and me.

"Discretion is the better part of valor," Dad murmured to Chris.

"What was that?" Elizabeth asked sharply. She wasn't really angry, 
but she definitely wasn't in the mood to put up with any flip 
comments.

"Nothing, dear," Chris said.

Elizabeth glowered at us for a moment and then turned back to Mom 
and Susan.

Chris wiped imaginary sweat from his brow and heaved a comically 
exaggerated sigh of relief. When they started talking, we 
returned our attention to the grill.

By the time the buffet table was set, the steaks were ready to 
come off the grill. The kabobs had been cooking longest, but the 
chicken still had another minute or two. I grabbed one of the 
platters and started taking the beef off of the grill. Chris and 
Dad turned the kabobs one last time and then put them on the 
other platter.

"Okay," Chris proclaimed, "as always, the barbarians have 
provided for their women. We'll pillage and plunder later."

Gina and Leah had decided that having their mother upset with 
them was worse than being angry at each other, so they'd made up. 
Consequently, Elizabeth's mood had brightened.

"Sit down, you big barbarian," she said to Chris. Then she smiled 
affectionately, sat back, and sighed. "Sometimes, it's nice being 
a barbarian's wench."

"Especially when we're willing wenches," Susan added.

Everyone laughed as we picked up our plates and blitzed the 
buffet. Dad opened two more bottles of wine and then he and Chris 
began filling glasses. Since it was a special occasion, Erin and 
Leah had glasses too. They held them up in anticipation. Leah 
looked a little disappointed when Chris only poured her half a 
glass, but Erin smiled at me and then rolled her eyes at Leah's 
theatrical disappointment.

Dinner was delicious, although I was trying to watch my weight--
since I wasn't doing wrestling workouts any more--so I only had 
two helpings. During the course of the meal, we went through 
another bottle of wine and everyone seemed to be enjoying 
themselves. For dessert, we had two Marie Callender's pies that 
Dad brought home from his recent trip to Los Angeles.

Afterward, Gina, Leah, and Erin got up to clean up the plates and 
take the leftovers back into the house. I volunteered to help. 
Although I didn't particularly like cleaning the plates and 
loading the dishwasher--who does?--I was perfectly happy to carry 
stuff inside and help put the leftovers in containers.

After we got the kitchen squared away, we headed back outside. 
There, we sat around the tables, relaxed, and simply enjoyed 
ourselves. The sun was just heading toward the horizon and the 
sky was streaked with red and orange. Georgia evenings in the 
late summer are actually pretty nice (as long as you've got a bug 
zapper and citronella torches).

I was wondering when things would get started when Elizabeth 
surreptitiously glanced at Chris and then nodded. He stood up, 
stretched, then patted his stomach.

"Okay," he said, "now that I've digested a little, I feel like a 
swim to cool off."

"That sounds like a great idea," Dad said.

"Yeah, I could use a swim," Susan said as she stood.

"Yeah," Gina added. Then she glanced at me.

"Sure," I said. "Sounds great."

"Before we get in the pool, Leah," Elizabeth asked, "will you 
help me get a few things from the house?"

"But, Mom--"

"Come on," Elizabeth said. "It won't take long. The pool's not 
going anywhere."

"All right," Leah sulked. "God."

Elizabeth tossed her hands up in feigned resignation and then 
headed for the house.

Gina took my hand and tugged me toward the pool.

Behind us, my mom said, "Erin, let's get some extra towels from 
the guesthouse."

"Sure," Erin agreed.

_Hold on a second,_ I thought. _Elizabeth nods to Chris, he 
suggests we get in the pool, then Elizabeth rather neatly takes 
Leah aside while Mom does the same with Erin. I may be slow on 
the uptake, but I know a set-up when I see one._

Gina didn't seem to notice, but Susan arched an eyebrow when I 
looked a question at her.

Then she mouthed, "You'll see."

In the pool, Gina splashed me and then headed for the deep end. I 
was still a stronger swimmer than her, so I easily caught her. 
Once we were away from the others, however, she turned and flowed 
into my arms. I wrapped one arm around her and supported us with 
a hand on the pool's brick coping. I always loved the feel of her 
nude body next to mine, and I smiled at the sensation.

"I'm so excited about tonight," she said. Before I could reply, 
she kissed me.

I returned the kiss, and when we pulled back, I said, "Yeah, me 
too."

"Leah's real excited too. You're still gonna do it with her, 
aren't you? Remember, you said--"

"I remember," I said. "And yeah, I'm gonna."

"Good. She's got a surprise for you."

"Oh?" I asked, as if I didn't already know what it was.

"She made me promise not to tell."

Just for effect, I frowned.

"Sorry," she said with a shrug. Then she continued. "I thought 
we'd get together after the party. Okay? So save some energy. Oh, 
and Erin wanted to be there. I hope that's okay, I already told 
her she could."

_God,_ I thought, _I'm not putting on a sex show, for heaven's 
sake._ But instead of voicing my annoyance, I merely nodded.

"I figured we'd all get together in my bedroom after everyone 
goes to bed."

"That's cool," I said.

"God, this is gonna be _so_ cool," Gina gushed. Then she turned 
thoughtful. "You'll be the only guy who's done it with all of 
us."

"Yeah."

"Wow," she said excitedly, completely missing my ambivalence. "My 
mom's really excited about tonight, too."

I thought back to my trip to the store with Elizabeth--and it's 
aftermath. _Oh, yes,_ I mused, _she's pretty excited about 
tonight. So excited that "tonight" started early for some of us._

"This is gonna be _so_ cool," Gina said again.

At that point, Mom and Erin came out of the guesthouse with two 
stacks of towels. They set them on one of the chaise lounges and 
then walked toward the shallow end of the pool. Erin glanced at 
me briefly and our eyes met. She smiled shyly but then quickly 
looked away.

_What's up with her?_ I wondered. _She looked almost... excited._

Then Elizabeth and Leah returned from the house. Elizabeth had 
two more bottles of wine and Leah carried a couple of folded 
blankets.

Since I suspected that Mom and Elizabeth were Up To Something, I 
was careful to watch them when they first saw each other. A 
question silently passed between them and then Elizabeth nodded. 
Mom nodded in reply. Both women turned toward Susan--who'd been 
watching them--and nodded. Susan surreptitiously raised her hand 
and flashed an "OK" sign. Then she turned and whispered something 
to Dad and Chris.

_What _are_ they up to?_ I wondered. I wracked my brain, but the 
possibilities were endless. I couldn't settle on any one scenario.

I was still thinking about it five minutes later when Elizabeth 
swam up to Gina and me.

"Thank you for being understanding about Leah, Gina," Elizabeth 
said. "We'll probably get her a car if her grades are good enough, 
but she wants one as soon as she turns sixteen. _That's_ not 
going to happen." She paused and sighed. "She just wants 
everything to happen as soon as possible." Then she glanced at 
Gina and smiled wryly. "Just like someone _else_ I know."

Gina tried to look innocent.

It didn't work.

"I wonder where you get it?" Elizabeth asked disingenuously.

"I wonder."

"At least you come by it honestly," Elizabeth said with a laugh. 
"Now, I'd like to borrow your boyfriend, if that's okay with you. 
And with him, of course. I want to talk to him about tonight."

"What about tonight?" Gina asked.

"You know," Elizabeth said, "about _later_ tonight."

_Huh?_ I wondered. For a moment, I felt panic gnawing at my 
insides. _What if she knew about Leah? Would she approve? Would 
she be angry?_

"Oh, okay. Sure," Gina said. Then she kissed me and swam toward 
the cluster of people at the other end of the pool.

As soon as Gina was out of earshot, Elizabeth looked at me 
seriously. "Gina told me about tonight," she said.

"Tonight?"

"With you and Leah."

My nascent panic blossomed into full-fledged dread. Was she 
angry? What if she told Chris? What if they called off the party? 
What if...? _What if you calm down and _listen_ to her,_ I chided 
myself. Slowly, I brought my breathing under control and tried to 
will myself to relax.

"Susan told me she talked to you about it too," she said, "but 
she didn't know that you'd decided on _when_."

I relaxed further when I recalled that Susan said she'd talk to 
Elizabeth about the situation with Leah.

"I think it's a good idea," Elizabeth continued. "I know about 
what Todd did, too, although Leah doesn't know that I know about 
it. I want to strangle the little prat, but--"

"That's a lot nicer than what I'd do to him," I said darkly.

"And he'd deserve it," she replied. "But even though I want to 
protect Leah, she has to learn to deal with the consequences of 
her decisions."

I nodded.

"So, as much as it galls me, I'm not going to do anything. But I 
think it's a very good idea for you and her to get together, even 
if it is only for one night."

"Why did Gina tell you about tonight?" I asked. "I'm just 
curious."

"I sort of had to drag it out of her. I could tell she was up to 
something, and I was curious. She's... well... let's just say she's 
sometimes a little... um... impetuous."

"That's a polite way to put it," I said with a bark of laughter.

"Indeed. But I wanted to make sure she wasn't up to something 
that would make things worse. So I decided to talk to you. You've 
got a cooler head than Gina, and I know you'll actually _think_ 
about the consequences before you do anything. I want my 
daughters to be happy, but they've also got to learn to be adults. 
With you, Leah can learn without facing a lot of the usual 
pitfalls that come with relationships. And I wanted you to know 
that I really appreciate you being... well... you."

"So you're basically encouraging me to have sex with your 
youngest daughter?" I asked, a little amused.

"More or less. I told you, Leah has to learn to live with the 
consequences of her decisions. With Todd, she unfortunately 
learned a valuable lesson. With you," she said with a warm smile, 
"she'll learn that not every man is like Todd Zachary."

"Why do I suddenly feel like a psychology experiment?" I asked 
wryly.

"Would you rather feel like a biology experiment?" she asked. "We 
could dissect you."

"That's okay," I quickly demurred.

"Thank you again, Paul. I know this must sound odd, me thanking 
you for having sex with my daughter, but I really do appreciate 
it. She needs a better introduction to what sex between a man and 
woman should be about, and you're the right man to do it."

"I guess I should say something like, 'I don't mind, ma'am, I'm 
just doin' my duty,' but I don't think I could keep a straight 
face. Actually, I'm kinda looking forward to it."

"Good," she said, "then Leah should _really_ enjoy herself." Then 
she moved close. "Now, before my daughters get their hands on you, 
I'm in the mood for something slower than our romp this morning. 
Perhaps something, oh, longer."

"With less teasing?" I asked archly.

"With _much_ less teasing."

"Good. I thought you'd see it my way."

"You know," she said thoughtfully, "I'm beginning to see a lot of 
what Susan sees in you."

"Oh?"

"Mmm hmm. You're a young man, but you don't act like one."

"I guess," I said. Then, in a moment of candor, I said, "I still 
act like a kid sometimes, and it really bugs me when I do it."

"We all do, you just learn to control it better. Although in one 
regard," she said, reaching for my flaccid penis, "you already 
have extraordinary control. I was certain I'd be able to make you 
come this morning. Imagine my surprise when you turned the tables 
on me."

I nodded, my member rapidly stiffening in her hand.

"Why don't we get in the hot tub," she suggested.

Once we headed for the hot tub everyone else joined us. At first, 
I was a little disappointed, but I quickly realized that with all 
of us in the hot tub, the _real_ party would start soon.

Before he got into the tub, Chris filled everyone's wineglasses 
(including the younger girls'). Then he slid into the bubbling 
water between Mom and me. Elizabeth turned toward him, and I felt 
her hand creep into my lap. I lifted my arm to give her easier 
access, then draped it over her shoulders. She wrapped her 
fingers around my shaft and gently squeezed. As she struck up a 
conversation with Chris and my mom, she continued to fondle my 
cock and balls, never letting on to the others that she was 
playing with me.

Instead of following their conversation, I covertly watched 
everyone else. Susan and Gina were talking to my father, one on 
each side of him, and he was enjoying the attention. Erin and 
Leah were mostly watching everyone else. Once again, Erin and I 
glanced at each other and our eyes met. Then she quickly looked 
away. When she did, she and Leah began excitedly whispering to 
each other.

For the next fifteen minutes, I tried to relax and enjoy myself, 
but I kept wondering what Erin and Leah were up to. In addition, 
I picked up snippets of the conversations around me.

Gina and Susan were shamelessly teasing my dad; Susan was 
explaining to Gina how to deep throat. But judging by the grin on 
his face and the way the women's arms were situated, they were 
both playing with his dick while they "innocently" chatted.

Mom, Chris, and Elizabeth were talking about books. Chris and Mom, 
I discovered, shared an interest in murder mysteries. But I 
didn't really pay attention to what they were talking about, 
since Elizabeth had gotten me fully hard and was slowly jerking 
me off.

"Okay," Susan said a few minutes later. "I've had about as much 
hot tub as I can stand."

Most of us nodded.

"And," she continued, "I think it's dark enough to get the real 
party started."

While neither of the neighbors' houses were in a position to see 
into the Coulters' backyard, we still tried to be as discreet as 
possible.

"That," Elizabeth said, "sounds like a great idea."

At first, I was reluctant to get out of the hot tub. I know it 
sounds crazy, but I was embarrassed by my erection. I guess I 
didn't want everyone else to see that Elizabeth had been playing 
with me. As I pondered how to stay in the hot tub a little 
longer--so my erection would subside--Chris stood up. To my 
surprise, his dick was as hard as mine. Mom stood up with him and 
they both climbed out of the tub.

Across from me, Dad, Susan, and Gina stood up. Not surprisingly, 
Dad had an erection of his own. When Gina looked at me, she 
grinned and waggled her eyebrows. Elizabeth stood and used my 
dick for leverage to pull me up as well. When I followed her up 
the hot tub's stairs, both Erin and Leah snuck a few furtive 
glances at my erection. Then they followed us up the stairs as 
well.

In the pool, my balls quickly shrank from the cold. My dick tried 
to shrink too, but Elizabeth's hand returned to my shaft and 
warmed me with her touch.

"Okay," Susan said. "We've got a game we're going to play to get 
things started."

Everyone nodded.

"Now, normally, Erin and Leah wouldn't get to play," she 
continued. "But since tonight's a special occasion, we talked it 
over and decided that they could join us."

The Coulters and my parents all nodded.

"And since all of us women have an oral fixation, we decided that 
it wouldn't be fair to make Erin and Leah watch. The normal rules 
still apply, though; no sexual contact between parents and their 
own children--"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"--and after the game, Erin and Leah go back to being teenagers 
again, meaning no contact with any of the adults, except Paul and 
Gina." Then she looked directly at the younger girls. "All 
right?"

They both nodded.

Since Gina and I were only eighteen, our parents didn't see any 
problems with us fooling around with the younger girls. It 
sometimes chafed when we thought our parents didn't treat us like 
adults, but this was one of the side benefits. I glanced at Leah 
and her eyes sparkled in reply. To my surprise, Elizabeth 
squeezed my dick at the same time.

"Thank you," she whispered in my ear.

I nodded distractedly and then returned my attention to Susan.

"Okay," she continued, "the game is called Blindfold Blowjob 
Bingo."

"Blindfold Blowpop what?" Chris asked with a laugh.

"Blow_job_ Bingo," Susan said. "Now hush and let me tell you how 
to play."

Chris grinned and pretended to be chastened, then gestured for 
her to continue.

"Okay," she explained, "the rules are simple. First, we blindfold 
the guys. Then each of the women will draw three poker chips." 
She nodded toward the patio tables. "I've got a bag with eighteen 
chips: six blue, six red, and six white. Paul is blue, Chris is 
red, and David is white."

"I wanted to be blue," Chris said.

"If you don't hush," Elizabeth said, "the only blue things you'll 
have will be your balls. I shouldn't think you'd want a case of 
blue balls, now would you?"

"No, ma'am," he said with a semi-repentant grin.

"Sorry for the interruption," Elizabeth said to Susan. "Carry 
on."

"Thank you," Susan said, glaring playfully at Chris. "Okay, where 
was I? Oh yes, Paul is blue, Chris is red, and David is white. 
Each woman draws three chips. For Beth, Paul is off limits. For 
Gina and Leah, Chris is off limits. And for Erin, David is off 
limits. If you draw an off-limits chip, just toss it back and 
draw another. Okay, ladies?"

All the women nodded.

If Erin drew a blue chip, she'd... Then it hit me. So _that's_ what 
Erin and Mom had been talking about. After I mentally went over 
what Susan had just said, I looked up in surprise. My eyes met 
Erin's but she looked away quickly. Then I glanced at Mom, who 
was smiling. I rolled my eyes at her, but she merely shrugged. 
And then she winked!

When I looked back at Erin, she smiled shyly, her expression 
anxious. How did I feel about the possibility of my sister giving 
me a blowjob? Part of me was excited. But another part felt 
ashamed that I was aroused by the idea. Brothers and sisters 
weren't supposed to fool around. Not like that. But I _wanted_ to.

I don't know why, but I was suddenly overwhelmed by the mental 
image of Erin sucking my dick. She looked enough like Mom that I 
was doubly aroused at the prospect. Elizabeth felt my cock swell 
and squeezed in response.

As I raised my eyes, I realized that Erin's smile had been 
seeking approval. Instead of answering her with a smile of my own, 
I'd immediately turned introspective, probably with an expression 
to match. Sure enough, when I looked at her, she seemed dejected. 
So I inconspicuously got Leah's attention and had her elbow Erin 
for me. When Erin looked up, I smiled as warmly as I could and 
then nodded. Her face brightened immediately and Leah began 
whispering in her ear, no doubt telling her what it was like to 
suck me.

Unfortunately, I realized that I hadn't been paying attention to 
Susan. Luckily, I hadn't missed much.

"Guys," she said, "here's where you come in."

"I was beginning to wonder," Chris quipped.

"Hush, you," Susan said. When she had our undivided attention, 
she continued. "We'll have the guys sit on the edge of the pool. 
Then, we'll give them one-minute blowjobs. But!" she said, before 
Chris could interject, "there's a catch. After the minute's up, 
guys, you have to guess who was sucking you.

"If you guess correctly, the woman gives you your chip. But if 
you guess wrong, the woman gets to keep the chip. At the end of 
the game, the man with the most chips wins. So ladies, your job 
is to fool the guys with your blowjob, because whichever woman 
has the most chips at the end of the game is also the winner."

"Serious question," Chris said, raising his hand. "What do we 
win?"

"The man with the most chips gets a five-way blowjob," Susan said.

Dad, Chris, and I looked at each other and grinned.

"And the woman with the most chips gets to finish him off."

"Sounds good," Dad said, "but what if the winners are an off-
limits pair?"

"We'll deal with that if it comes up," Susan replied. Then she 
looked around and rubbed her hands together in anticipation. 
"Okay, does everyone understand the rules?" When everyone nodded, 
she clapped her hands. "Then ladies, let's get everything ready."

Dad, Chris, and I all hopped onto the edge of the pool, our 
erections sticking up. Once again, I had a mental image of Erin 
sucking my dick. Then the image evaporated when I realized that 
I'd be blindfolded and wouldn't be able to see. But just the idea 
of Erin sucking me was exciting. Suddenly, I felt lightheaded.

"What do you think?" a voice said from somewhere close.

I looked up, still a little befuddled.

Susan smirked. "Surprised?"

"To say the least."

"Erin and Leah both said yes when we asked them. They seemed 
pretty enthusiastic, as a matter of fact."

"Even Erin?" I asked.

"_Especially_ Erin," Susan said. Before I could reply, she 
waggled her eyebrows. "Now, are you ready for your blindfold? 
There are five horny women who can't wait to suck you." Then she 
leaned close. "Actually, there are six horny women who want to 
suck you, but only five of us are allowed to."

My dick twitched so hard that both of us looked down. Then we 
burst out laughing. When we calmed down, she tied the blindfold 
over my eyes and the world went dark.

"Just because your mom _won't_ suck you," Susan whispered, her 
lips so close to my ear that I could feel her breath, "doesn't 
mean that she doesn't _want_ to." She secured her knot and then 
whispered into my other ear. "And _that_ should give you jerk-off 
fantasies for a while."

"You are _such_ a tease," I whispered in reply.

"You bet your sweet ass I am," she said.

I could hear the grin in her voice. Behind us, I also heard the 
women drawing the chips, accompanied by lots of _oohs_ and _aahs_.

"One more thing, guys," Susan said as I listened to the women 
wading into the pool. "You can't touch the woman giving you 
head," she continued. "That'd be cheating. So you all just sit 
back and relax. And pay attention to your dicks, of course."

"They already do _that_," Elizabeth said.

For a few moments, I listened to them getting organized, sorting 
out who would be in the first round.

"Ready guys?" Susan asked after all the whispering had died down.

I nodded.

"No peeking, Chris," Susan said.

"I'm serious, Christopher," Elizabeth said. "Blue balls. For a 
week. Now quit fooling about."

Evidently, Chris quit whatever he'd been doing.

"Are we ready?" Susan asked. "Okay, when the egg timer goes off, 
quit sucking. Ready, ladies?"

A chorus of feminine agreement answered her.

"Take your marks," another voice said.

I easily recognized Elizabeth's accent. Then I felt someone move 
between my legs. I resisted the urge to reach down and fondle 
whoever it was. Instead, I felt two hands run up my thighs and 
then circle the base of my cock.

"Get set," Elizabeth continued.

Warm, tempting breath washed over the crown of my dick. I 
swallowed hard in anticipation. I was actually nervous, I 
realized. I wasn't nervous about getting a blowjob, but I wanted 
to win--I was trying to clear my mind so I could pay attention to 
whoever was sucking my dick.

"Go!"

At that point, I think I lost the capacity for rational thought. 
Two warm, soft, exquisite lips wrapped around my glans and gently 
sucked. Her tongue flicked against the tip and then she swallowed 
a bit more of my length.

I groaned as she sucked gently and then pulled back. She leaned 
close and I felt her breasts touch my inner thighs. I don't think 
Erin's or Leah's breasts would've felt as soft and full, and I 
could rule out Elizabeth (because she was keeping time). So I 
figured it was either Susan or Gina.

I tried to concentrate on subtle differences that I remembered 
from each of their styles, but I was hopelessly lost. My senses 
reeled as she clamped her lips around my girth and slowly pulled 
back. I was just getting into it when...

_Ding!_

As one, Dad, Chris, and I groaned.

"Okay, gentlemen," Elizabeth said. "Your guesses, please. David?"

"I'd better know this one," he said without hesitation. "Beth."

"You may lift your blindfold," Elizabeth said.

"I thought I had you fooled," Mom said.

"Sorry, honey, I'd know those lips anywhere."

"Next guess," Elizabeth said. "Chris?"

"A goddess?" he joked.

"Certainly," Elizabeth replied. "But give the goddess a name."

"Erin," he said after a moment.

"Lift your blindfold," Elizabeth said.

Judging by Chris's whoop, he'd guessed correctly.

Finally, it was my turn. Nervously, I waited for Elizabeth to 
call on me. Gina or Susan? Susan or Gina? I went back and forth 
in my head, but I just couldn't decide. Had Susan not taken me as 
deep as she could, in order to fool me? Maybe Gina had taken some 
extra time and focused on the glans, like Susan usually did.

"Paul?" Elizabeth prompted. "Earth to Paul."

"Uh... sorry," I said.

Everyone chuckled.

"Your guess, please?" Elizabeth requested.

"Gi-- No, Susan!"

"Lift your blindfold," Elizabeth said.

When I did, I looked down into two sparkling, mischievous blue 
eyes. Susan kissed the tip of my dick and then smiled. Then she 
handed me a blue chip.

"Congratulations," she said.

"Thanks."

"Next round. Okay, gents," Elizabeth said, "blindfolds _on_."

"Hold on," Dad said. "If you ask each of us and then we find out 
the answer, the last guy to guess has an edge." Then he leaned 
forward and glanced at me. "Sorry, son," he said.

"That's okay," I said. "You're right. I knew it couldn't be Mom... 
I mean... um... obviously... but I also knew it couldn't be Erin, or 
Elizabeth, since she was keeping time."

"We hadn't thought of that," Susan said. "Okay, from now on, you 
guys will all guess, and then we'll let you lift your blindfolds. 
Will that work?" she asked Dad.

"Yep."

"Okay, guys," Susan said, "lower your blindfolds."

I tugged the fabric back down and secured it over my eyes.

"Ladies," Mom said, "on your marks."

Once again, I felt someone move between my legs.

"Get set."

My dick tingled in anticipation.

"Go!"

I felt a tongue running along the underside of my shaft. As the 
woman put her arms on my thighs, I felt two soft breasts press 
against me. Then she took me in her mouth and swirled her tongue 
around the head.

I moaned as she swallowed my length. When I felt my glans touch 
the back of her throat, she immediately clamped her lips around 
my shaft, about halfway down. She moaned softly and then drew her 
lips back up my length. At the tip, she sucked gently. Then she 
swallowed me again. As she slowly bobbed up and down, I simply 
leaned back and enjoyed.

Unfortunately, the minute flew by. I was just getting into things 
when the timer dinged.

"Okay, guys," Mom said. "Your guesses? David?"

"Hmm, this is tougher. Um... Gina."

"Your guess, Chris?"

"Susan," he said at once. "No doubt about it, I'd know those lips 
anywhere."

"Paul?"

"Sorry, Dad," I said confidently, "but Gina's over here."

"You think so?" Mom asked, a grin in her voice. "Lift your 
blindfolds."

When I lifted mine, I expected to see the grinning face of my 
girlfriend.

"Thank you," Elizabeth said from between my legs. Then she 
ostentatiously palmed her blue chip. I guess she took pity on me, 
because she smiled and gave my dick one last kiss.

To my right, Chris had guessed correctly, so Susan handed him a 
red chip. Dad had guessed wrong, so Leah got to keep her white 
chip.

"Blindfolds down," Susan said, floating back from Chris. "Okay 
ladies, who's up next."

In a moment, another woman moved between my legs. I resolved to 
pay more attention and not be so cocksure. Then I laughed at my 
own inadvertent pun.

A voice said, "Go!" and suddenly, my chuckle turned into a groan 
as two lips wrapped around my dick.

At first, they merely locked around my glans. I could feel her 
breathing on the top of my shaft. Then she slowly swallowed more 
of my length. When she wrapped her lips around my girth, my head 
swam.

She moved her tongue and sucked gently, massaging me with her 
mouth. Then she pulled back and sucked on the head. With 
agonizing slowness, she lowered her lips over me again. I 
swallowed hard as she wrapped them around my shaft and then 
sucked. Her cheeks caved in and I could feel them on the sides of 
my cock.

Unfortunately, she only sucked me twice before the bell rang, but 
each time was a trip into a hot, soft, wet heaven.

"Guesses?" Leah asked.

"Gina," Dad said firmly.

I could almost feel him gazing at me and mentally saying, "So 
there!" I grinned at the thought.

"I'd know my wife's lips anywhere," Chris said. "I especially 
enjoy it when she stops talking and uses them on _me_."

"You'll pay for that," Elizabeth said from several feet away.

"Something tells me I didn't guess correctly," Chris said.

"Keep digging," Elizabeth said with a laugh. "You'll get to China 
eventually."

"Hmm," Chris mused aloud. "Never had a Chinese girl. Are they as 
good as English girls? 'Cause I once met this English girl who 
knocked my socks off. Dark skin, exotic beauty, fiery personality, 
the most striking girl I'd ever met--"

"Okay," Elizabeth said, laughing with genuine warmth. "You've 
redeemed yourself." Then she paused for effect. "_Almost._"

"Next guess?" Leah prompted after a moment. "Paul?"

"Susan," I said confidently.

When I lifted my blindfold, Erin beamed up at me.

"You think I'm as good as Susan?" she asked quietly.

"Wow, Erin. That was... wow."

Smiling, she clutched her blue chip and slowly backed away from 
me. Then she and Leah started whispering excitedly.

I probably should've been ashamed that I'd just enjoyed a blowjob 
by my sister, but I kept thinking about what her lips had felt 
like. And her tongue. And...

"Next round," Susan said. "Boys, blindfolds."

I tore my eyes away from Erin, but then glanced at her again. To 
my surprise, she held up her chip and kissed it. With a rueful 
grin, I settled my blindfold in place.

_I better start paying attention,_ I admonished myself. _Three 
rounds down, and I've only guessed right once. Once! But Erin... 
Wow!_

Then I felt a woman move between my legs. My cock swelled in 
anticipation.

"On your marks," Susan said. "Get set. Go!"

I tried to pay attention to the technique the woman used, but I 
simply couldn't. I wasn't in danger of coming, but the sensations 
in my dick were almost overwhelming. How do you define 
incredible? Soft-silky-smooth-hot-wet-wonderful?

She wrapped her lips around me and then immediately swallowed 
half my length. I felt my cock hit the back of her throat, and 
then she began bobbing up and down. Each time she did, she rocked 
her head, pressing her tongue against my underside ridge. I 
groaned in bliss and was tempted to put my hand on the back of 
her head so I could...

_Ding!_

"Jeez!" I complained. "Are you sure that thing is set for a full 
minute?"

In retrospect, I guess it _was_ funny. Everyone else certainly 
thought so.

When they finally stopped laughing, Susan prompted my dad for his 
guess.

"Definitely Leah," he said.

"Chris?" Susan asked.

"You probably want me to say it's my lovely, beautiful, sexy 
wife--" he said.

"Still trying to redeem yourself?" Dad teased.

"--but that's not my guess," Chris continued, ignoring him. "I 
guess... Beth."

"Paul?" Susan asked.

I was at a loss. "Gina," I said. "No, Leah! No! Gina. No, wait! 
Elizabeth."

"Which is it?" Susan asked, a smile in her voice.

"Definitely Elizabeth," I said. Then I practically tore off my 
blindfold.

When I looked down, Gina smiled smugly. Then she frowned. With a 
wry grin, she looked at my dick. "Don't mind him," she said to it 
while pointing at me. "He's a goof."

"This blindfold thing is _hard_," I said.

"That's not all that's hard," Gina purred. Then she smiled up at 
me, closed her eyes, and gently kissed my erection.

With that, she swam away, blue chip in hand.

I sighed. _One out of four ain't... well, it ain't good._

For the next round, I tried to pay more attention. Once again, 
the woman put her hands on my legs and pressed her breasts into 
my inner thighs. Her lips and tongue were a major distraction, 
but I was pretty sure it was either Gina or her mom.

When I made my guess and lifted my blindfold, Elizabeth made a 
moue and handed me a blue chip. Dad and Chris also guessed 
correctly. Mom handed a red chip to Chris, and Susan smiled at 
Dad as she flipped him a white chip.

For the final round, I resolved to get it right. Unfortunately, I 
guessed Gina. Leah grinned up from between my legs and then waved 
my departing blue chip as she kicked away from the wall. Erin 
grinned at me as she handed Chris his red chip. Past him, Dad 
accepted his white chip from Gina.

"Okay, gents," Susan asked, "how many chips have you got?"

"Two," I replied miserably.

"Five," Dad said.

"Four," Chris said. "Damn!"

"Congratulations, David," Susan said. "Ladies?"

"I've still got one," Gina said.

"Me too," Erin added.

"And I've got one," Mom said.

"I've got two," Elizabeth said.

"Me too!" Leah cried.

"And I didn't manage to fool _anyone_," Susan said.

"Does that mean I won?" Leah asked excitedly.

"You tied with your Mom," Susan said.

Elizabeth and Leah beamed at each other.

"That's _so_ cool," Leah said.

"Are you ready for your prize?" Susan asked my dad.

He nodded, smiling in anticipation.

"Let's get a blanket and spread it out by the guesthouse," Susan 
said to Leah.

Leah practically dragged Dad toward the grassy area between the 
guesthouse and the concrete pool deck. Bemused, Elizabeth 
followed her daughter. Gina gave me a kiss on the way by and then 
headed toward the guesthouse as well.

"I don't think David will mind getting only a four-way blowjob," 
Mom said to Susan. "I think I'm going to stay here with Chris."

Susan nodded and then looked at me. "Would you like to...?" Then 
she glanced at Erin. "On second thought," she said, "I think I'll 
join the Coulter women. After all," she said with a wry grin, 
"_someone_ has to keep them under control."

As Susan headed toward the guesthouse, Mom moved between Chris's 
legs and then they kissed. Chris may have been a joker, but he 
definitely knew how to treat a woman. With a warm smile, Mom 
pulled back and lowered her head to his lap. He tossed his 
blindfold aside, leaned back, and put one hand on her head.

I glanced at Erin and we locked eyes for a moment. Then I smiled 
and gestured for her to follow me. Shyly, she did. I don't know 
what I intended to do, but I could tell that she didn't want me 
to simply leave her. And since Dad had won, she couldn't join the 
group on the blanket.

In the shadow-filled area to the side of the pool, Erin and I 
pulled two chaise lounges together and sat down. Since it was 
well past sundown, Elizabeth had turned on the guesthouse 
floodlights, which illuminated the entire grassy area. The pool 
lights were still on and we could see Mom and Chris, albeit not 
very clearly. So while Erin and I could see everyone else, we 
were cloaked in shadow.

On the blanket, Dad was lying on his back. Leah knelt between his 
legs and eagerly sucked the head of his cock. It was longer than 
mine, and just as thick, so Leah could barely swallow more than 
the head. Elizabeth knelt next to her youngest daughter and 
tongued the base of Dad's shaft.

Dad maneuvered Gina so she straddled his head and then he began 
to lick her pussy. Susan moved behind the women on their knees 
and started playing with their pussies. Both of them groaned in 
pleasure, but didn't take their mouths from Dad's manhood.

Erin and I sat in an awkward silence for several minutes. She 
kept glancing at my erection, looking like she wanted to say 
something. For my part, I couldn't work up the courage to say 
anything to her either. So we watched the group on the blanket in 
highly-charged silence, the atmosphere of desire and anticipation 
almost palpable.

Finally, I touched her hand. She started, but then smiled 
bashfully.

"Erin, I--"

"I kinda--" she said at the same time.

"You first," I said.

"No, you go ahead."

"No, really," I said. "What'd you wanna say?"

Instead of answering, she shrugged, her eyes beseeching me to say 
something, anything.

"Do you wanna...? Oh, never mind," I said. "It's a stupid idea."

"No, what? Tell me."

It was like walking a balance beam over a pit of hungry 
crocodiles. What I wanted--Erin--was at the end of the beam, but 
my doubts and fears were the snapping crocs.

"Paul?"

"Sorry," I said, shaking my head. "It's just that... I mean... well, 
I was thinking..."

She looked like she was holding her breath.

"I mean, if you wanna, we can..."

"Can what?" she whispered.

"I mean, we don't have to if you don't want to," I said softly. 
"But I was thinking maybe..."

She cleared her throat nervously. "I... I want to," she whispered.

Once our desire was out in the open, I think we both relaxed a 
little.

I lifted her hand and pulled it toward my hard-on. Tentatively, 
she wrapped her fingers around my girth.

"It's so hard," she breathed. Then she started moving her hand up 
and down, slowly at first, but as her rhythm evened out, she grew 
more confident.

"Do you wanna...?" I asked.

"Do you want me to?"

I swallowed hard. Then, tentatively, I nodded.

She moistened her lips nervously, but then shifted in her seat. 
Without letting go of my dick, she knelt on her chaise and then 
lowered her head to my lap. I rested my hand on her shoulder as 
she kissed the head of my dick and then licked a drop of pre-come. 
At last, she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around me, 
just under the crown of my glans.

I ran my hand over her back and rested it on her hip as she 
swallowed more of me. Her mouth felt incredible: hot, wet, and 
silky smooth. For a moment, she slowly moved up and down. Then 
she started using her tongue, and I closed my eyes in ecstasy. 
Her soft hair brushed my stomach each time she swallowed me, 
adding to my sensory overload.

While she sucked, I ran my hand down her ass. I felt the heat of 
her pussy before I even reached it. When I did, she jerked, but 
quickly recovered. Then she moaned when I gently probed her 
opening with one finger. She was tight, but extremely wet, so I 
slowly slid my middle finger inside her, stopping at the second 
knuckle.

I was in an awkward position to try to do more than simply finger 
her, so I settled for caressing her inner folds and enjoying 
myself as she licked and sucked my cock. With my right hand, I 
brushed her hair back and flipped it over her head so I could 
watch her suck me. She looked so much like a young version of Mom 
that I almost exploded right then.

Erin put one of her hands between her legs and started playing 
with her clit, so I pulled my finger out of her and cupped her 
breast. She wasn't quite as large as Mom, so my hand covered her 
entire breast. Her nipple hardened as I began to tease it with my 
thumb and forefinger.

Then I returned my attention to where her lips were wrapped 
around my manhood. She sucked slowly, her eyes closed as she 
concentrated on my dick. Each time she took me in her mouth, she 
stopped moving and simply caressed me with her tongue. The 
feeling was exquisite, and I felt my orgasm welling up. I wanted 
to hold out longer, but I just couldn't.

With a groan, I wrapped my hand around the base of my shaft and 
started stroking. Erin pulled back and sucked just the head. 
Pleasure suffused my senses as my orgasm approached. I grunted 
when the first jet of hot, white semen erupted from my shaft.

Erin tried to swallow, but the intensity of the first spurt took 
her by surprise and she pulled back. The second spurt splashed 
against her cheek, but she quickly recaptured my shaft. I pumped 
my fist a few more times, squeezing the last of my semen into her 
mouth. She swallowed audibly and then took her mouth off my cock.

With a happy sigh, she lay on her side and rested her head on my 
thigh. She breathed deeply and smiled. I smiled in reply and then 
brushed her hair back.

"I've wanted to do that for _so_ long," she whispered.

"Me too," I said. Then I looked around to see if anyone had seen 
us. On the blanket, Dad lay on his back with his hands behind his 
head. The four women were arrayed around him, their hands and 
mouths busy. In the pool, Mom was on her knees on the stairs. 
Chris stood behind her and slowly pumped his dick into her.

I don't know why, but I didn't want any of them to know what Erin 
and I had just done. I wasn't really ashamed, although that's not 
entirely true. I was a little ashamed that I'd enjoyed it so much. 
A part of me still felt that I was taking advantage of her. But 
mostly, what we'd done was private. Evidently, she could tell 
what I was thinking.

"Yeah," she said, "I didn't mind them seeing when I sucked you in 
the game, but now..."

I nodded.

"I dunno," she said with a shrug. "I guess I just don't want Leah 
and Gina gawking and pestering me about it. I mean, it was just a 
blowjob. So what if you're my brother. I mean, it's not like 
we're gonna get married or anything."

"Exactly," I agreed.

Then she reached out and grasped my shrinking dick. She stroked 
me for a few moments and then turned introspective. "Mom had this 
big talk with me," she said distractedly, her eyes focused on my 
manhood. "She was talking about 'innocent experimentation' and 
lots of other things. I couldn't figure out what she was talking 
about at first," she said. "Then it hit me."

"Yeah," I said. "She had the same talk with me."

"I figured." Without releasing her grip on my dick, she sat up. 
Warily, she looked around to make sure that no one was paying 
attention to us. "Did you know that Mom fooled around with Uncle 
Hank?"

"You're kidding me. Uncle Hank?" Hank was--had been--three years 
older than Mom. His plane was shot down over Vietnam the year 
after Erin was born. I only had fuzzy memories of a big man in a 
white uniform, and Erin didn't remember him at all.

"Yeah," Erin said. "She didn't tell you?"

I shook my head.

"Oh, sorry."

I shrugged.

"Anyway," she continued, "Mom said she and Aunt Ginny used to 
fool around with him when they were our age."

Our aunt, Ginny, was thirteen months older than Mom.

"She said she didn't ever do more than fool around, though."

I nodded, a little shocked.

"I guess she kinda knew I wanted to... um... you know," Erin said, 
nodding at my dick. "I was going to wait till later, but then Mom 
asked if I wanted to play that game." She shook her head in 
wonder. "That was _so_ cool."

"No kidding."

"Paul?"

"Yeah?"

"If I ask you something, will you promise never to tell anyone, 
especially Gina or Leah?"

"Sure," I said.

"You can't tell Kendall, either."

"I promise."

"No," she said, "you gotta swear."

"Erin, I swear."

She laid her head back on my leg and gathered her courage. For a 
long moment, she was silent. Then, hesitantly, she asked, "Have 
you ever thought about doing it... you know... with... um... Mom or
Dad?"

My laugh startled her. For a moment, she looked betrayed, so I 
quickly explained. "Not with Dad," I said.

"Oh yeah. Duh."

"But..." Then I looked at her sharply. "Okay, you gotta swear that 
_you_ won't tell anyone this. Susan's the only person who knows. 
Not even Gina or Kendall know. Okay?"

"I swear, Paul," she said intently. Then she sat up and scooted 
toward me. To my surprise, she didn't let go of my semi-hard dick.

"Yeah," I said. "I've thought about doing it with Mom. And we 
actually..." Did I really want to tell her? Could I share something 
so secret, so intimate?

"What?"

"Erin," I said seriously, "_swear_ you won't tell anyone. Ever."

"I swear, Paul. I double swear." Then she looked up suddenly. "I 
triple swear, and if I ever tell, you can... I dunno...," she said, 
casting about for something suitable. "If I ever tell, you can 
shave my head!"

"No," I said, chuckling. "I won't do that," I said. "I guess a 
triple swear is good enough."

"Okay. So? What? You and Mom what?"

"Mom and I did it."

"Oh, my God," she blurted. "You did?"

"Well," I hedged, "not really. Not all the way. Well, not for 
long."

"Tell me," she begged. "_Please_."

"We did it once, almost." Then, in a few sentences, I told her 
about the night of the rainstorm. "I mean, I was inside her and 
all, but we stopped."

"You didn't come?"

"Not inside her," I said.

"She sucked you off?"

I nodded.

"Really? That's so cool." Then, "I had _no_ idea."

"No one did. I mean, we didn't exactly tell anyone."

"Was it just that one time?" she asked.

I shook my head. "She sucked me off a couple of times, but that's 
all."

"God, that's _so_ cool."

"Have you ever...?" I asked.

"Done anything? No," she said. "I mean, I think about it 
sometimes. Well, maybe a lot."

"About Dad?"

She looked away quickly and shrugged.

"About Mom _and_ Dad?" I asked.

Slowly, she turned toward me, her eyes still lowered.

"It's cool if you do," I said. "You're a girl. I mean, I'm not a 
fag or anything..."

She quickly shook her head. "And I'm not a lez or anything, but..."

"Mom's really sexy," I finished.

"Yeah. Sometimes," she said softly, "I think about you and Dad, 
and you're both... you know... um... doing stuff... with me... and
then Mom 
starts-- God, I'm sorry. I'm so embarrassed."

"Don't be, Erin," I said quickly. "I... I guess I think about the 
same things."

"You do?"

"Yeah," I said with a soft laugh, "except the part about Dad."

"Duh."

"But yeah, I think about stuff like that."

"When you play with yourself?" she asked.

"I guess."

"Me too. God, it seems like I do that every night. And 
sometimes," she said, shaking her head, "I do it a _couple_ of 
times a night."

"I know exactly what you mean," I said. But before I could say 
anything else, Dad groaned. Erin and I both nearly jumped out of 
our skin. Then we laughed at each other and turned to watch.

Dad was still on his back, with Gina and Leah between his legs. 
They were taking turns licking and sucking his cock. Elizabeth 
had her fist wrapped around the base and was slowly jacking him 
off. Susan lay next to him and was rubbing his stomach and chest.

He groaned again and then stiffened with the first signs of 
climax. Gina pulled back and wiped the corners of her mouth as 
Elizabeth started jerking him off. Then Leah wrapped her lips 
around his glans. When he came, she moaned in surprise, but her 
mouth never left his spurting manhood.

Suddenly, Erin and I heard a scraping noise behind us. We looked 
up in surprise as Mom and Chris pulled chairs next to ours. 
Shocked, Erin pulled her hand away from my dick. Mom merely 
smiled, and Erin relaxed a little, but not much.

"Did you two enjoy... um... talking?" Mom asked.

Erin and I looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

"Yeah, Mom," I said, when I calmed down enough to speak, "I think 
we both like... talking. Yeah, talking."

"Good," Mom said. "I hoped you would."

-----

"No fair lying down on the job, gentlemen," Elizabeth said.

Dad and I were taking a break and relaxing--recovering was more 
like it--on loungers by the shallow end of the pool.

"You caught us," Dad said.

"We brought another bottle of wine," Gina said, holding it up. 
"It's chilled."

"Paul, will you grab us some glasses," Dad suggested.

"We're one step ahead of you," Elizabeth said, holding up four 
wineglasses. "Would you like to join us in the hot tub? We have 
plans for you two."

"Sure," Dad and I said simultaneously.

Mom, Susan, and Chris were just drying off from the hot tub as we 
reached it.

"Have you seen Erin and Leah?" Mom asked Elizabeth.

"They went into the house a little while ago," she said. "Girl 
talk. They said they'd be back a little later."

Mom nodded.

"Gina and I just brought out a couple more bottles of wine," 
Elizabeth said to her husband. "They're in the fridge in the 
guesthouse."

"Thanks, love," Chris said. Then he kissed her on the cheek.

Chris and the two women then wrapped their towels around 
themselves and headed toward the guesthouse.

"Here," Dad said to Gina as he reached for the wine bottle. "I'll 
open this for us."

Gina, Elizabeth, and I waded into the hot tub and then Dad joined 
us with the uncorked bottle. After he filled the glasses, Gina 
handed him the one she'd held for him.

"Now, ladies," Dad said as he setting into the bubbling water, 
"what did you have in mind?"

"Oh, a little polite conversation," Elizabeth said. Then she 
grinned and moved close to me.

I put my arm around her and we clinked glasses.

"We can talk about anything that... um... comes up," Gina said, her 
expression mischievous.

Believe it or not, we actually _did_ have polite conversation, at 
least for a few minutes. Then Elizabeth started playing with my 
dick. Judging by Dad's expression, Gina was doing the same thing 
to him. At that point, the conversation turned salacious.

"You know, Paul," Elizabeth said, "you didn't have such a good 
showing in our Blindfold Blowjob Bingo game."

"Don't remind me."

"Yes, Paul," Gina chimed in, "very disappointing." Then, to tease 
me, she turned to Dad. "How did _you_ do so well, David?"

"Focus," he said.

"Peeking," I muttered darkly.

"Nope," he said. "After I missed Leah the first time, I pretty 
much had things figured out."

"Oh?" Elizabeth asked.

"Yeah. I got lucky when I guessed Gina the first time, but I 
remembered her the second time. And then after Gina the first 
time, it was Leah's turn again. So I paid attention and guessed 
right."

"So you basically got lucky with the order?" I asked, a little 
miffed.

"Well, son," he said evenly, "I _did_ have to concentrate and 
guess right."

"Were you having a hard time concentrating?" Elizabeth asked me, 
suddenly solicitous.

"I was having a hard time all around," I said sourly. I _hated_ 
losing.

"Like now?" she asked, squeezing my erection for effect.

Dad and Gina simply grinned at my flustered silence.

"Would you like to play another round?" Elizabeth asked. "Maybe 
you'll do better this time."

"We don't have any blindfolds," I pointed out.

"Okay, we can just play Blowjob Bingo," Gina said.

"But there are only four of us," I complained. "It won't be that 
hard to tell which woman it is."

"Then we'll just have to give you guys regular blowjobs," 
Elizabeth said, smiling smugly.

"Bingo," Dad said wryly.

Elizabeth looked at me and lifted her eyebrows in invitation. 
Without waiting for my answer, she set her wineglass on the deck. 
Then she straddled my legs and began massaging my erection with 
both hands. Behind her, Dad hoisted himself out of the water and 
sat on the edge of the tub, his erection jutting up from his lap. 
Gina immediately moved between his legs.

"What's the matter?" Elizabeth asked, seeing my scowl. Then she 
looked over her shoulder at Gina and my dad. "You're not upset 
about...?"

"No," I said quickly, shaking my head. "I just don't like 
losing."

"Then I'm sorry we teased you," she said.

"That's okay. Sorry." Then I paused and tried to shake off my 
irritation. "Okay, I _hate_ losing."

"I can make it up to you."

"Why don't I make it up to _you?_" I suggested, my good cheer 
slowly returning.

"Oh?"

"Yeah," I said, nodding. Then I lifted her off my lap and waited 
until she had her feet under her. When she did, I stood, turned, 
and moved our wineglasses out of the way. "Hop up here," I said, 
patting the side of the tub.

"Ooooh. Okay."

She sat on the edge of the tub and then I spread her legs. I 
knelt on the seat--so my face was at a level with her chest--and 
pulled her down for a kiss.

While our tongues twined, I cupped her generous breasts. When we 
separated, I smiled and then lowered my lips to her nipple. It 
immediately hardened as I ran my tongue around the crinkly areola. 
I pursed my lips and sucked, gently at first, but then harder. 
She moaned softly and put her hands on my shoulders. Then I 
switched to the other breast and quickly sucked that nipple to 
erection.

For a minute or two, I nuzzled her breasts. She gasped in 
pleasure when I gently bit her nipples and then sucked hard. 
While I continued lavishing attention on them, I moved one hand 
between her legs. She was already moist, and her labia parted 
easily at my touch.

"Oh," she breathed, "that's nice."

I merely nodded and then sucked hard on her right nipple.

She moaned and steadied herself by pulling me close.

Once her pussy was nice and slippery, I began kissing down her 
stomach. When I reached her navel, she sighed and lay back on the 
deck. As I moved my head between her thighs, she lifted her knees 
and put her feet on my shoulders.

Instead of immediately licking her pussy, I teased her with 
gentle kisses all around her inner thighs, steadily moving closer 
to my goal. When she began whimpering and practically begging me 
to lick her, I finally gave in. The sweet-tangy-metallic taste of 
her juices filled my mouth as my tongue parted her arousal-
swollen lips.

With long strokes, I licked the sensitive area between her inner 
and outer labia, circling her hooded, swollen clit at the top of 
each pass. Then I pressed my lips against the base of her clit 
and sucked gently. In response, she bucked her hips and hissed in 
pleasure.

I settled a little further into the hot tub and began licking her 
pussy from bottom to top. At the top of each stroke, I circled 
her clit. Her moisture covered my lips and cheeks as she began to 
gyrate her hips.

Then I put my hands on her hips to hold her in place and started 
sucking her clit. Her whimpers and moans grew in intensity as my 
tongue flicked under the concealing folds of her inner lips and 
teased the sensitive pearl at the top of her slit.

With my lips and tongue still busy, I reached up and fondled her 
breasts. Then I tugged on her nipples, twisting slightly as I did. 
Her hips bucked suddenly, but I held on and kept licking. As I 
waggled my tongue from side to side, spreading her inner lips and 
tasting her dew, she moaned and thrust her hips upward again.

Instead of trying to hold her down, I stood on the seat of the 
hot tub and moved between her legs. She immediately reached down 
to stroke my erection, her eyes semi-wild with passion.

I hooked my arms behind her knees, lifted her legs, and used them 
to gently pull her toward the very edge of the hot tub. Then I 
pulled my dick from her hands and rubbed the underside ridge 
along her slippery channel.

Then I pressed my glans against her flared labia and moved it 
over her slit, coating it with her moisture. Instead of plunging 
into her--like she wanted--I continued taunting her. I pushed my 
cock into her opening just enough to spread her inner lips, but 
then pulled back. She whimpered insistently. I pushed forward 
until her pussy swallowed the head of my cock. But then I pulled 
back and rubbed my length over her slit.

"Please, Paul," she whispered, her voice husky with lust. "Don't 
make me beg. Again."

"Since you've been such a good girl," I said, pitching my voice 
low so Dad and Gina wouldn't overhear me, "I'll fuck you."

"Oh, God, thank y--"

I sank the first couple of inches into her and stopped. Enough of 
my girth was inside her to spread her open and give her the 
feeling of fullness, but I could tell that she wanted it all. 
Then I teased her and pulled back. While I couldn't feel her 
sensitive inner ridges, I knew they were transmitting every 
sensation as my dick raked over them.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I remembered Stacy telling me 
that the first few inches of a pussy were for the woman's 
pleasure; everything past that was for a man. So I concentrated 
on the nerve-laden ridges, sawing my dick in and out. Elizabeth 
gasped in surprise.

Then, with deliberate slowness, I pushed into her, filling her 
with my entire dick. She groaned deep in her chest as I bottomed 
out. I reached up and twisted her nipples as I pulled back. I let 
my cock slide free of her opening and she whimpered. Then I slid 
my pussy-slick shaft along her channel. When I pressed my dick 
against her clit, she groaned in ecstasy.

I teased her clit for a moment, then pulled my hips back and set 
my dick at her opening once again. Then I made eye contact with 
her and slowly slid into her. When I was halfway in, I stopped 
and pulled back. Finally, I rocked my hips back and forth, moving 
my dick within her. Since I wasn't taking long strokes, the head 
of my cock rubbed against her inner ridges and sent waves of 
pleasure radiating outward.

As she thrashed her head, I licked my thumb and began rubbing her 
clit. The combination of short strokes and my thumb was almost 
too much for her. She arched her back and then cupped her breasts, 
twisting her nipples far harder than I would have. Slowly, I 
lengthened my thrusts until I was fucking her with my whole dick.

I set her legs on my shoulders and pulled back until only the 
head of my cock was inside her. Then I lightly ran my fingernails 
over her thighs, which caused her to shudder. As I massaged her 
shins and calves, I slid into her again. Instead of burying 
myself to the hilt, I stopped midway. Her eyelids briefly popped 
open, but then drooped as I once again began rocking my hips and 
fucking her with short, tantalizing strokes.

Behind me, I heard Gina and Dad moving. Without breaking my 
rhythm, I turned to see what they were doing.

"We're gonna go over to the blanket," Gina said when she saw my 
inquisitive look.

I nodded.

"D'you wanna join us?"

"We'll be there in a minute," I said.

Without letting go of my dad's dick, she leaned over, kissed me, 
then nodded.

I watched them climb the hot tub stairs and then turned my 
attention back to Elizabeth.

"What're they doing?" she asked breathlessly.

"Heading over to the blanket."

Her eyes rolled back and she nodded.

"I told 'em we'd be there in a minute."

"I don't care where we go," she said. "Just keep fucking me like 
that."

"You don't want me to fill you all the way?" I asked. Then I 
suited action to words and slammed into her. Before she could 
answer, I pulled out and rammed into her again.

As she moaned in surprise, I hooked my elbows behind her knees 
and leaned forward. In that position, she was bent nearly double, 
her hips turned up to receive my thrusts. For good measure, I 
stroked into her a couple more times. Each time I bottomed out, I 
rotated my hips and then pulled back.

For the next several minutes, I simply fucked her in that 
position. Finally, I eased out of her molten pussy and lowered 
her legs. Then I pulled her upright and put one foot on the side 
of the tub.

"Lick me clean," I ordered.

Without hesitation, she wrapped her lips around my shiny shaft 
and began sucking.

"I said lick, not suck."

She immediately complied, her pink tongue darting out to clean 
her juices from my cock. My dick rubbed against her cheeks, and 
they glistened with our combined fluids. I let her lick me for a 
moment longer, then pulled my dick away from her tongue.

"C'mon," I said. "Let's head over to the blanket."

Without speaking, she stood--shakily--and waited for me to reach 
the steps.

"Hold on," I said peremptorily. I don't know why, but Elizabeth 
somehow brought out my dominant streak. "Bend over," I said. 
"Hold your ass cheeks apart."

Without comment, she bent over, reached back, and spread herself 
open for me.

I gripped her hips, aimed my jutting cock at her pussy, and eased 
forward. When I felt my glans slide into her lubricated channel, 
I steadied myself and thrust into her.

"Keep your hands on your ass," I directed.

Then I held on to her waist and pulled back. She moaned in 
ecstasy as I thrust forward and filled her pussy. For more than a 
minute, I simply fucked her, hard and fast. Finally, I pulled out 
and stepped back.

"I didn't tell you to take your hands off your ass," I told her.

She immediately pulled her cheeks apart again.

"That's good." For a long, drawn-out moment, I simply admired her 
body. Then I stepped forward and put my hand on her hip. "I don't 
know why I get so demanding," I said to her softly. "I guess you 
just make me want to order you around."

Instead of answering she simply nodded.

"Go ahead and stand up," I said softly.

"I guess I like being submissive sometimes," she said over her 
shoulder as she stood. "God, I got so worked up when you were 
giving me orders this morning."

"No kidding."

Then she turned to face me. "Do you want me to call you 
'master'?" she asked.

"Good God, no," I said.

She grinned.

"Jeez," I said. "For a moment, I thought you were serious."

"Maybe I was," she said, stepping close and rubbing my chest. 
"Haven't you ever wanted a slave woman?"

"I... um... I mean..."

"You could have your way with me and make me do all sorts of 
naughty things."

"I...," I stammered. "I mean, I didn't... um..."

"Two can play at that game," she said, her eyes twinkling 
mischievously.

"You mean you were teasing me?" I asked, almost incredulous.

"Maybe," she said. Then she pirouetted on the balls of her feet 
and looked back at me over her shoulder. "Maybe not."

I was immediately struck by how much Gina looked like her mother. 
I'd seen Gina do the same thing, countless times. _Now I know 
where she learned it,_ I thought.

Without waiting for me to answer, Elizabeth sauntered toward the 
pool and the guesthouse beyond.

With my bobbing erection leading the way, I jogged to catch up 
with her. Susan, Mom, and Chris were sitting in three loungers, 
and as we walked past, both women glanced at my hard-on and 
grinned.

"Having fun, Elizabeth?" Susan asked.

"Oh, yes," Elizabeth answered. Then she turned and gripped my 
shaft. "As a matter of fact, I'll continue having fun--" she 
stroked my dick for effect, "--as long as he'll give it to me."

Since it was dark, no one could see me blush, but I must have 
turned bright red.

"Maybe we'll join you," Susan said.

"Oh, God," Chris facetiously groaned, "not again."

"Ha!" Susan cried. "You know you love it."

Elizabeth and I grinned at each other and then headed for the 
blanket by the guesthouse.

"That looks like a good idea," she said when we got there.

Dad stood with his hands on his hips as Gina knelt before him and 
sucked his cock.

"It does," I agreed.

Elizabeth sank to her knees and wrapped her lips around my dick. 
For a few moments, I simply watched--and enjoyed--as she expertly 
sucked my cock. I also watched as Gina sucked my dad. Gina could 
barely get half of his dick in her mouth.

"Let my lay down," Dad said.

Once he was on his back, Gina immediately moved between his legs 
and recaptured his manhood. Her silky black hair fanned out on 
his thighs as she bobbed up and down. As I gazed down at her 
swaying ass, I realized that she was almost close enough to...

"Wait a minute," I said to Elizabeth. "I've got an idea."

She groaned when I pulled my dick from her mouth, but didn't say 
anything.

Then I got down on my knees behind Gina and told Elizabeth to 
move next to me. She looked at me blankly for a moment, confused. 
Gina moaned when I buried myself in her pussy, but she didn't 
stop sucking my dad. Elizabeth still didn't know what I intended, 
but she finally scooted toward me. Gina groaned as I began 
fucking her, then groaned again when I pulled out a minute later.

"Suck my cock," I said to Elizabeth.

Her eyes lit up at the prospect, and she quickly captured my 
member. With lust-fueled moans, she savored the combined flavor 
of pussy juice and my pre-come. Then I pulled her lips off me and 
plunged into Gina again. When I pulled out, Elizabeth sucked me 
as deep as she could. The next time I sank into Gina, Elizabeth 
pressed herself against me and rubbed my chest.

"You're such a naughty boy," she whispered.

I grinned and nodded.

"God," she said, pulling back a little. "Feel how hot that makes 
me."

I took one hand off Gina's hip and reached for her mother's pussy. 
I didn't think it was possible, but she was hotter and wetter 
than before.

Without my prompting, she began fondling Gina's breast. When I 
pulled out of Gina's superheated pussy, Elizabeth immediately 
began sucking me. To my surprise, she didn't take her hand from 
Gina's nipple. I let Elizabeth lavish attention on my dick for 
several long moments, simply enjoying the feel of her mouth on my 
rod. Finally, I pulled my hard-on from her hungry lips.

Then, incredibly, she reached between her daughter's legs. As I 
slid into Gina and began thrusting, Elizabeth rubbed her 
daughter's clit. Assaulted from all sides, Gina moaned and 
shuddered as her pussy rhythmically contracted around my cock.

All of a sudden, she tensed up and her muscles clenched around my 
manhood. I continued plunging into her, but then buried myself to 
the root and held on as she lurched in the throes of a powerful 
climax. As the waves of pleasure washed over her, she hung her 
head, Dad's cock all but forgotten.

When Gina's orgasm subsided, Elizabeth pressed her body against 
mine and tilted her head back for a kiss. Then she reached 
through her daughter's legs and fondled my balls.

"Are you ready to come?" she asked me quietly.

I shook my head.

"Good. Because I need a nice, hard screwing."

At that point, Gina slid forward and my dick sprang free. 
Elizabeth grabbed my arm and practically dragged me away. Then 
she rolled to her back, spread her legs, and pulled me over her.

"God," she said as I settled between her thighs, "that was so 
hot." She started to say something else, but her words turned 
into a moan as I buried myself inside her.

With a deep sigh, she closed her eyes and ran her hands over my 
arms and shoulders. Then she raised her legs along my flanks, her 
heels bouncing against the backs of my thighs as I pumped into 
her.

"You like?" I asked dryly.

"What's... not... to... like?" she gasped.

For a few minutes, I simply enjoyed watching her expressions as I 
fucked her. Then I shifted my gaze to her breasts. They were 
larger than Gina's, although not as firm, so they bounced 
deliciously with each thrust. It was almost mesmerizing, and I 
smiled to myself at the sudden thought of being hypnotized by her 
dark nipples.

Then I pulled my knees in and pushed back so I could thrust into 
her while sitting on my haunches. When I had my balance, I 
reached down and began twisting her nipples. Wet warmth greeted 
my next thrust as her pussy gushed its approval.

While I continued fucking her, Dad moved around to straddle her 
head. Gina was lying on her side, still logy from her powerful 
orgasm. She smiled at me when I glanced in her direction. I 
returned the smile and then turned my attention back to Elizabeth.

As Dad knelt over Elizabeth, she licked and sucked his balls. 
Then she gripped his shaft and aimed it at her mouth. He and I 
shared a knowing grin. For the next several minutes, we filled 
her mouth and pussy. With two men--and two dicks--pleasuring her, 
she was in heaven.

"God," Gina said a few minutes later, "that's _so_ hot." Then she 
started playing with her pussy.

"Come over here," I suggested. When she did, I pulled out of 
Elizabeth's pussy and offered my slippery dick to Gina.

In a flash, she wrapped her lips around my shaft.

I held the back of her head and simply enjoyed watching as she 
sucked me. Then I pulled my dick out of her mouth and plunged it 
back into Elizabeth. Over the next several minutes, I repeated 
the maneuver, fucking Elizabeth for a few deep strokes and then 
letting Gina suck me clean.

When I slid back into Elizabeth and started fucking her in 
earnest, Gina reached around behind me. At first, I was a little 
nervous about what she intended, but she simply wanted to fondle 
my balls. With my hips pistoning, though, it was a little awkward, 
so she switched to rubbing my back and shoulders.

"Play with your mom's nipples," I suggested to her.

"But the rules..."

"Bent," Dad said, "not broken."

Gina smiled enthusiastically and began tugging and tweaking her 
mother's nipples. In response, Elizabeth moaned around Dad's dick. 
He grinned at me and then shook his head in wonder.

While Gina played with Elizabeth's breasts, I sat back and rested 
on my haunches for a moment. Then I scooted forward and set my 
dick at Elizabeth's opening. As I slowly fucked her, I teased her 
clit. With my free hand, I decided to play with Gina's pussy as 
well. To give me better access, she got on her hands and knees. 
When my dad suggested that she suck Elizabeth's nipples, she 
readily complied.

With all the stimulation, Elizabeth slowly but steadily built 
toward her release. Her face and chest flushed a dark mahogany 
and her internal muscles began to flutter as I thrust into her. 
Dad could also sense that she was close, and we exchanged a 
knowing look.

Her pussy grew hotter and wetter as her arousal rose to a peak. 
Finally, she cried out and let Dad's dick slip from her mouth. As 
her climax washed over her, she locked her legs around my back 
and pulled Gina's head to her breast.

Elizabeth's pussy spasmed, but didn't grip me quite as hard as 
Gina's usually did. Nonetheless, I deliberately pumped into her, 
driving my cock like a battering ram against her clenching 
muscles. Finally, she sagged back to the blanket and went limp, 
her chest heaving with each breath.

"Oh, God," she panted. An aftershock rippled through her and she 
closed her eyes.

Gina sat up and grinned at me. Then her eyes fell on Dad's 
erection and she glanced at him hopefully.

"Are you ready for round two?" he asked her.

She quickly nodded.

"Mind if we join in?"

With a start, I realized that it was Susan's voice. She, Mom, and 
Chris were standing at the edge of the blanket.

"Sure," Dad said. "The more, the merrier."

"I always thought that had to do with small dogs," Chris said. 
"You know, 'the more, the terrier'?"

"That was _terrible_," Mom said. "Now, help me spread this other 
blanket and I'll try to forget you said it."

When they had the blanket laid out, Gina and my dad moved to it. 
Mom joined them, and Gina looked back at me, excitement plainly 
written upon her face. I blew her a kiss and then turned to Susan. 
By then, Elizabeth had sat up, although she still looked a little 
shaky.

"Roll over on your back," Susan suggested to me. Then she turned 
to Chris and reached for his erection. "Do you want to fuck me 
from behind?"

"Is the Pope Catholic?" he asked.

"Is that a yes?" she replied, arching an eyebrow.

"Does a bear shit in the woods?"

She laughed and shook her head at his irreverence.

"Does a hobbyhorse have a hickory dick?" he asked.

"I don't know," she said, still laughing. "Is that a yes?"

"Good God, woman, yes it's a yes," he said, clearly enjoying 
himself. "Now, get on your knees. Kneel before me, I say!"

"You are _incorrigible_," Elizabeth said.

"Completely," he agreed with a puckish smile. Then he looked at 
me and rubbed his hands together like a gleeful child. "We're 
gonna get lucky, Paul. Lucky, lucky, lucky."

Susan and Elizabeth merely rolled their eyes at his antics. Then 
Susan got on her hands and knees between my legs. As she started 
sucking my cock, Chris knelt behind her and played with her pussy. 
Then he set his dick at her opening and sank into her with one 
deliberate motion. Elizabeth stretched out next to me and rubbed 
my chest. A few minutes later, when she recovered enough energy, 
she joined Susan.

Together, the two of them tongued, teased, and toyed with my cock. 
Susan could take me a lot deeper, but Elizabeth's mouth was pure 
heaven. She did this thing with her tongue where it felt like she 
wrapped it all the way around my shaft. I know she didn't, of 
course, but the effect was difficult to describe. Needless to say, 
I wasn't thinking of descriptive adjectives at the time.

Between the two of them, they quickly took me to the brink of 
orgasm. I was almost incoherent with ecstasy, and couldn't tell 
which woman was sucking my dick at the time. All I remember is 
arching my back and feeling the lancing jolts of pleasure as I 
spurted into a warm, wet, willing mouth.

When I finally opened my eyes, I lifted my head and gazed down my 
torso. Elizabeth smiled up at me when she felt me move. Beyond 
her, Chris had Susan's legs over his shoulders and was pounding 
into her. When I glanced back at Elizabeth, she winked and 
returned her mouth to my slowly shrinking erection.

Finally, I went completely limp and she crawled up to lie beside 
me. Her warm, soft breasts pressed into my side as she rested her 
head on my chest.

"Now _that_," she said, "was absolutely fabulous."

"Uh-_huh_."

For a few minutes, we simply rested without feeling the need to 
speak. Chris and Susan were still going at it, and we could hear 
my parents and Gina on the next blanket, but we didn't pay much 
attention. Then Elizabeth raised her head.

"What happened to Leah and Erin?" she asked.

"I dunno." I craned my neck and looked around. The younger girls 
were nowhere in sight. "You wanna go look for them?"

She nodded. "I probably should. They won't get into trouble, but 
I don't want them to feel left out."

"You want me to come with you?"

"If you like."

When we stood, I got a clear look at what Gina and my parents 
were doing. Gina was on her hands and knees between my mom's legs. 
Dad was on his knees behind Gina, fucking her with long, steady 
strokes. My mom moaned softly and kneaded her breasts as Gina 
licked her pussy.

For a moment, Elizabeth and I simply stood and watched the 
threesome. Then Elizabeth hooked her arm through mine.

"Let's go find what mischief the girls have gotten into," she 
said.

When I nodded, we headed toward the house. We didn't have to go 
far to find the two girls, though. As soon as we rounded the 
hedge shielding the hot tub, we heard low moans. Erin was sitting 
on the edge of the tub with her legs spread. Leah was between 
them, her head moving up and down as she licked my sister. For a 
few minutes, we simply watched the two girls. Then, quietly, we 
headed back to the patio tables by the grill.

A while later, Chris and Susan joined us. Shortly after that, 
Gina and my parents joined us as well.

"Who's up for a swim?" Dad asked. "I'm ready to cool off."

"Thank God," Mom said. Then she grinned affectionately at him.

"The young have vigor, the old have stamina," he said sagely.

"Well, come on, you randy old goat," she said. Arm in arm, they 
headed toward the pool.

"You too, my young ram," Gina said playfully. Then she tugged me 
from the comfort of my chair.

"If he's an old goat," Chris asked, nodding at Dad, "and Paul's a 
young ram, what am I?"

"You, of course," Elizabeth said mischievously, "would be a 
yapping terrier."

Chris laughed as he stood up. "I guess I deserved that," he said. 
Then he put his arms around his wife and Susan. "But you'll find 
nary a merrier terrier," he said to a chorus of groans.

Still chuckling, we all headed to the pool.

Later, as we were getting out, Erin and Leah emerged from the 
shadows near the hot tub. Erin looked a little shaky and Leah 
sported a smug expression.

"We thought you'd gone missing," Elizabeth said. Then she looked 
at me and winked.

"Sorry, Mom," Leah said. "We didn't realize we'd been gone that 
long."

"Don't worry about it," Elizabeth said. Then she kissed Leah on 
the forehead.

When we got back to the tables, Gina put her arms around me and 
curled up in my lap. The younger girls joined us a few minutes 
later, after cooling off in the pool. Then we sat around and 
talked for half an hour, mostly about ordinary things. I think 
everyone was a little worn out. I looked at my watch and was 
shocked to realize that it was after midnight.

Then I discreetly got Susan's attention and looked a question at 
her. I had hoped we'd be able to get together later --alone, or 
nearly so. But "later" had arrived, and I didn't know if we'd be 
able to find the time (or the energy). Evidently, she knew what I 
was thinking.

"Tomorrow," she mouthed.

I nodded and then we turned back to the main conversation.

"Okay," Dad said at last, stifling a yawn. "I'm ready for bed."

"What happened to 'the old have stamina'?" my mom asked with a 
wry grin.

"I've been drained of stamina by the insatiable women at this 
party."

"So we're stamina vampires?" she asked as they stood up.

"Or would that be stamina succubi?" Elizabeth wondered aloud.

"Whatever you are," Chris replied, "it definitely involves 
sucking."

"I thought you liked it when we sucked," Elizabeth said 
coquettishly. Then she stood and put her arm around his waist.

"Oh, I do, I do," he said. "But a man's gotta have time to 
recover."

"Ha!" she snorted. "You're not getting old on me, are you?"

"Come to bed, and I'll _show_ you how old I am."

"Oh, so you _do_ have some energy left?"

He merely rolled his eyes.

"Are you all coming in?" Elizabeth asked Gina and me.

"Not yet," Gina said. "Maybe in a little while."

"Don't stay up too late," Elizabeth said meaningfully, to which 
Gina nodded.

After everyone said good night, Elizabeth and Chris headed for 
the house. My parents and Susan were spending the night in the 
guesthouse, so they headed in the opposite direction. Once our 
parents were safely out of earshot, Gina looked at me expectantly.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

Leah and Erin turned to me with expectant looks, and I suddenly 
felt apprehensive.

"I guess," I said.

"This is gonna be so much fun," Gina said. "C'mon, let's head up 
to my room."

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