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Chapter 17

"We might have a little trouble keeping track of things and people,"

Stella said. "There are four on each side, if we look at it that way-and that might not be a bad way to start this here swinging orgy."

Regina smiled at her friend, her lover. Stella was so much fun, even when she wasn't fucking somebody. They were all ranged around the Baker's living room, she and her husband and their children, the Bakers and their children.

She asked, "What way is best to start, Stella?"

"With sides," the small woman answered. "The Bakers and the Abbotts can meet halfway, lined up according to size or age, or whatever, and start fucking. In five minutes, we change over."

Bill said, "Hey-I don't quite figure that out; change over how?"

Stella answered, "Well, let's see-suppose we start in by you screwing me, Bill; Chuck can fuck Regina, my son Carey can put it to your daughter Monica, and my daughter Judy can get shafted by your son Dale.

That makes one family fucking the other. Then when we change over, we'll fuck within the families. How's that?"

Regina crossed her long legs, amazed at the tremble that was setting up within her thighs. "Then after the switch, you and I should be screwing our own husbands, and the boys will be making it with their own sisters?"

"That's it," Stella agreed. "Everybody ready?"

Regina thought that she'd been ready for a long time, ever since she got started in the husband-exchanging, son-fucking maneuvers. Glancing around the room, as they all began sliding and wiggling out of their robes, she realized that there was only one she hadn't had sexual relations with-Judy Baker, the luscious little redhead with the seagreen eyes, the Baker daughter. She'd get to the girl later in the evening.

She stood up and shed her robe, stood proudly and sexily in a hipshot pose drawing the male eyes. She was happy with her re-awakened body, with its newly aroused facets, and would glory in its uses to both male and female. For she could love and be loved by both sexes, and that was more than she had ever believed before.

Holding out her arms, she sway-hipped toward Chuck Baker, and saw the rising of his prick as he advanced to meet her. A step to her right, her husband Bill was walking to Stella, and so on down the line. Four hardening cocks were pointed outward, feeling their way toward four anticipating cunts. Eight tits bobbed and jigged saucily, and as many hearts beat with heightened excitement as they all neared each other.

Happily, Regina went into the arms of her man, the husband of her best friend. She brought her silken belly up tightly to his swollen cock, and smiled as she kissed him. She flattened the nipples of her tits into his chest.

"A real family fuck," she said softly, running only the hot tip of her tongue in and out of his mouth. "All of us screwing each other, right out in the open where each of us can share the happiness, where we can all participate in the pure beauty of it all."

Chuck grinned his answer, and slid his hands familiarly around the cheeks of her ass so that he could pull her golden haired cunt up closer to his crotch. She ground it into him, let the warm and erotic feelings flow unhampered within her soul, within her vagina.

She drew him to the floor with her, one hand fondling his prick, her body going vibrant and her mound dampening in eagerness to receive his cock. She lay beside him on the carpet, their hands feeling over flesh and hair, cupping and stroking and trailing the pleasure-pain of fingernails into crevices that ached.

"Fuck me, darling," she asked her lover, and helped him steer the yearning knob of his shaft to the trembling wetness of her labia.

Sliding one leg up and across his waist, Regina positioned herself for the screwing, settling her crotch upon the spongy-hard end. His glans shoved against her fleshy barrier and slowly, sweetly, began to penetrate.

Rolling her head to the side, Regina watched her own husband's prick plunging already, balls-deep, into the black furred cunt of Stella Baker. He was in the traditional position, between her small, sleek legs.

Stella coiled and uncoiled those legs, striking with the gentle surgings of her pelvis. Her pussy devoured Bill's cock so that only his balls seemed to keep him from being pulled completely inside her body.

And beyond her, Dale Abbot was drawing Judy Baker down upon his upright prick. The head of her son's cock shone like a lavender beacon as it reached for the red-haired pussy above it. A gorgeous little cunt, Regina saw, looking as if it was curled in crisp flames. It was probably as hot as it looked.

As she watched, Dale held to Judy's ass and the girl squatted to fasten the blunt point of his cock into her snatch, then ground down upon it with a corkscrew motion, slow and easy. The girl's face was shining, her pink-tipped tits quivering and Dale grunted with great satisfaction as his cock worked into her pussy.

One more set-and Regina had to crane her neck a little to make them out: her own daughter Monica-Monica with the hot suctioning cunt-and the boy Carey, who had lost his cherry fucking Monica's mother. That mother stared now as he approached her daughter from the back, as he urged Monica over onto her hands and knees in a dog-fashion pose. Carey had his prick in one hand, and was guiding it between the polished buttocks of the girl, aiming it into the honey blonde hair between the incredible softness of her rounded thighs.

Then they were all moving to their own rhythms, fucking at their own beat, grinding and thrusting, wiggling and humping as they felt like it.

The boys screwed the girls, and the men fucked their women. The fact that the girls' brothers were within arm's reach, meant only additional pleasure. The fact that the husbands of the women were brushing their hips, as they fucked, against the other woman, only meant sharper thrills to all concerned.

It was hypnotic, Regina thought, to watch the other pricks sliding into the lovely cunts, seeing their oily, polished shafts move within the jealous gripping of stretched and feverish labia. Their balls swayed and bounced softly, or swung wetly, or hung trembling in the cleft of an ass. So beautiful, she thought, so vividly provoking of highly erotic sensations.

Sweetly, hotly, she fucked Chuck Baker, giving him a tit to suck, changing over to nibble at his own flinching button. He worked his magic prick juicily within her pussy, felt it over her thrumming clitoris and massaged the walls of her vagina. He was a fine, thoughtful lover, the first man she had taken since she married, her first true lover. Chuck had taught her to suck cock, and how thrilling it was to have her own cunt eaten. She owed him so much, as she owed the rest of the Baker family.

She'd pay them all back, she thought, fucking steadily and greedily upon his shaft, rolling and clenching her ass in slow, sexy movements.

She was in no hurry to come, and didn't rush it. It was wonderful just to screw, to ride this prick and think how magnificent it all was.

"Hey!" Stella's voice raised high, a little keen. "Hey, everybody, time to change over, to fuck the members of your own family-no matter if you've come already or not. And there's no hurry for that, you know. We have all night, and all this good sex to catch up on."

Reluctantly, they parted, pulling apart with lingering caresses and kisses. Chuck's cock slid from her cunt as hard as when it went inside.

"Come back soon," Regina said, patting it.

She smiled up at her own husband, at Bill whose prick glistened from the hot inner juices of Stella's cunt. He came gladly to her, and she rolled over onto her back, spreading her knees wide to take him all in.

Bill said, "This is wild, baby-I always like to shove my cock in there after Chuck has just pulled his out, but this time he didn't come in your pussy."

"Maybe you will," she said, "and your son can fuck into your semen.

That's almost as good for you, isn't it? You really do dig seeing Dale screw me."

"Yeah," he panted, fitting his cockhead into her wet cunt lips and pushing gently, strongly forward. "I damned near came, just watching that boy pump his prick into your hot snatch. Oh, baby-Regina darling-you're so slick inside, so steamy."

"Chuck stirred me all up," she said. "One of these nights, I want to take all four of you males on, fuck you all-with you the last in line."

"We'll do it," he promised, pumping his rod into her, feeding it a little faster now, getting more turned on with the picture she had drawn for him of the two boys and Chuck sticking it to her, each of them letting go their loads into her ardent pussy, then he crawling on to finish off the multiple fucking.

Beside her, she heard Stella moaning and hissing, and she moved her head around to watch Chuck bring his wife to a biting, squirming orgasm.

"I'm coming!" Stella cried out. "Oh damn you, I'm coming!"

The good and the bad, Regina thought; good feelings in the foaming crest of the climax, sorrow because she had been forced to come when she had meant to last much longer.

And farther down the line, Judy Baker said sharply, loudly: "Oh-oh, Dale! Your prick-oh, oh-"

Regina couldn't hear as her daughter was fucked by Carey Baker, but she could make out their scuffling over the sounds of the other people. All of them were tuned in, turned out. They were fucking happily, sensuously, not hiding anything from anyone.

Maybe it was emanating from her own head, but she thought she could see an aura of sorts, a glistening, halo kind of thing that moved with a faint purple shining throughout the room. Then she was busy, hunching madly with her husband as he pounded his hard cock into her grasping pussy.

They came together, he spurting and splashing; she with that extra sense of warm looseness, that special bursting of fires and a showering of stars. Her ass made concentric circles, and her pelvis interrupted those circles occasionally to bump gently against Bill's crotch.

"So fine," she whispered, "so wonderful."

And by the time he had partially melted within her, then backed his softening prick out of the grip of her cunt, she was so relaxed that she felt as if a major part of her body had turned to liquid and was soaking into the carpet.

Regina was in a state of half-awareness when the boy stood over her with his cock in hand. Peering up through lash-shadowed eyes, she recognized her own son.

"May I fuck you now, Mother?" he asked politely.

She arched her tits up to him, and when he kneeled between her semenslicked thighs, Dale took both breasts in his hands to feel them tenderly, to stimulate their nipples into another erection. Taking hold of his hard young shaft, she fondled it awhile, enjoying the weight of his balls, fingering along the cord that ran from his testicles to his asshole.

Her son, her loving, horny boy, yearning to fuck his mother, even though there were gorgeous young girls about, one his sister. They would always have this farout need for each other, she thought, as she rubbed up and down the pulsing head of his prong.

Dale shoved his cock into her vagina, sloshed it into the sheath that was awash with his father's semen. It felt fabulous to her, electric and incomparable, and she wriggled sensuously upon the rod, passing her reawakening clitoris over the veined trunk, grinding and shaking.

He kissed her, ran his sweet tongue deeply into her mouth, and his hands cupped the cheeks of her ass to lift her throbbing crotch to meet his powerful thrusts. Slosh, her cunt went; whush, her pussy bubbled, and she clamped her vaginal muscles down upon this most voluptuous of all pricks.

They fucked steadily, with an intense dedication that closed out all the other moving bodies around them. They shut away all the sounds-the gaspings and moanings and the unmistakable noises of a prick moving wetly within a suctioning cunt.

Dale came a heartbeat before she did, hosing his precious semen copiously into her receptive vagina, pumping his creamy richness into his mother's pussy, hot and heavy. She had the feeling of being boiled inside, but her own heat blazed triumphantly forth and countered his.

Cresting upon a lovely, permeating orgasm, Regina shivered and broke, arching her back and banging her cunt into his pelvis with an absorbing fury-then falling back as he impaled her cunt and let the swollen head of his prick stabbed at her womb.

She either fainted or fell into a soft and dreamless sleep. Regina didn't know which, but when she came warmly alert again, there was a new and zealous prick working within her snatch.

Carey, she thought, and held him calmly within the circle of her arms, responding only slightly to the workings of his boyish cock. She was the earth mother now, the all-mother, giving the comfort of her saturated pussy to all men, sharing her heat and love. The boy screwed with a swiftening, hurrying tempo that blurred his shaft into her cunt, a slim piston of eager meat that soon turned into a miniature volcano and erupted.

Lazily, she thought that now she had done it, that she had taken all four of these beautiful males into her pussy, and now all that remained for her this night was to take all of them into her mouth. And, to go on to the three women who also awaited her love. Stella, her friend;

Judy, her friend's daughter; and, of course, her own sweet young girl, Monica. If she could last so long; if she or some of the others didn't tire and fall asleep, or worse yet, lose interest.

Never, she thought, and broke her lethargy to sit up and look around her. Never would they fall into a rut of habit or duty or simply go through the motions of making love. They were like a many faceted jewel, able to catch the light and the heat from any sun. Together, they offered each other so many variations, a plentitude of erotic pleasures that could not pall.

Someone touched her upon the shoulder, and she looked up at the lovely red-haired girl, Judy Baker. Judy asked, "Ready, Mrs. Abbott-for me, I mean?"

Regina smiled. "I'm always ready," she said.