A long, hot summer - Sex Stories

A long, hot summer

... misgivings at our age difference we actually soon had come to have a close friendship as near-equals outside the bedroom. The winter break of my junior year, however, I brought my girlfriend Jessie home with me; she was a small-breasted blonde a year ahead of me and a talented, broad-minded lover. Our first day we relaxed and went around town; our second day we were alone at home after Dad went to work. “So,” she asked with a wicked glint in her eye, “when will you introduce me to this wonderful first lover of yours?” “Are you really that curious?” “Love, it’s my right to see the woman who taught you how to eat pussy so well.” After some convincing I said, “Okay, we’ll go, but I don’t want a cat fight now.” We walked over to her back door and I knocked, and soon Emma opened the door and said, “Oh, hello, Bill. How are you?” With the smallest trace of disappointment she added, “Please introduce me to your new friend.” I introduced the two of them and she invited us into the kitchen. After a quick, fairly civilized chat, Emma seemed to relax a bit and we chatted more comfortably. After an hour we were seated in the living room, Emma next to Jessie, the two talking freely and warmly as I added a word or two now and again. After a while Emma asked us how we met, and Jessie gave her a long romantic story. After a short pause, Jessie said, “You really are as beautiful as Bill says.” Emma blushed and said, “I’m certainly pleased the young men of today are respectful of their ...

... elders,” with a smile and a puzzled glance at me. Jessie continued, “Thank you for teaching him so well. He’s the best man I’ve ever had” she said with a slight emphasis on man that raised Emma’s eyebrows. Jessie leaned over and kissed her on the cheek and said, “I really feel I should thank you.” Emma stared at Jessie in surprise, but as she made no effort to move away Jessie soon smiled, leaned in, and kissed her full on the lips. As she worked her way down Emma’s neck to her breasts, Emma looked at me and said, “Sneaky boy!” “Emma, I had no idea.” “So, are you just going to sit there?” she asked. I moved to sit next to her and soon Jessie and I each sucked on one of her breasts. Soon Jessie had her hand in Emma’s lap and asked, “Have you ever eaten pussy before?” “No. I actually never had the desire...before now, anyway.” For the next three hours Emma and Jessie made love to each other repeatedly, allowing me to take one or the other of them from behind as she ate her new lover. The day’s activities ended with me fucking Emma up the ass as she lay above Jessie in their fourth 69 of the day. And so began the rest of our affair. I married Jessie a year later, and six months after that Emma married a man a year older than her who had no objections to the four of us using each other in every combination our clever minds could think up. Dad bought a larger house and let Jessie and me have his old house, and ever since the four of us have lived happily next to and with each other. I ...