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Chapter 4

Immediately after supper that evening, all the members of the tribe were sitting around the living room, smoking grass and talking. Russell was painting, Jerri and Carol were stringing beads, Tracey and Dave were talking. Suddenly Dave got up and spoke a bit too loudly.

"I don't want to talk about it!" he said to Tracey. Everyone looked at him.

"I'm sorry," Dave said to everyone. He didn't know what to do. One of the rules of the household, was that no person would get upset or enraged when the matter could easily be discussed among all.

"What's wrong?" Carol asked.

"It's something personal between Tracey and me," Dave retorted.

"Hey, man, we're a tribe, a family. There's no personal problems that don't concern us all," Russell said.

Dave thought about it for a moment. Then he sat down. "All right, Tracey knows me pretty well and she thinks I look guilty for some reason."

"You do," Jerri said. Everyone turned to her. Jerri looked Tracey in the face. "Tracey, Dave and I made it together on the hillside this afternoon."

The room went silent. Dave's mouth dropped open. He had pledged honesty, but he wasn't ready for quite this much. Tracey seemed calm. She just sat and stared at the empty fireplace.

"I'm not ashamed of it. I'm sorry that Dave didn't tell you himself," Jerri said to Tracey. "It was groovy and it has nothing to do with you, or anyone."

"I'm sorry, Tracey, but it was something I wanted to do. For a long time now. And I admitted it to myself. I don't love you any less," Dave explained, sitting next to his wife.

Everyone waited for Tracey to say something. Dave expected her to burst into tears. Russell thought she was going to jump up in a rage. Instead, she surprised everyone.

"I'll confess something also. I've wanted Russell for a long time. And I've wanted to try it with a girl too, for years now. So there. That's as honest as I can be and I feel like I just took a real load off my shoulders!" Tracey sat back in her chair and smiled.

Everyone in the room was struck speechless. No one knew quite what to say, or how to say it. Finally, Russell set down his brush and walked over to Tracey. He took her by the hand and looked at the rest of the family.

"I think it's time we all got over any sexual hang-ups we may have about each other. Everyone gets to do anything they want, to try anything they want, to experiment with anything they want. That way well know what our scenes really are and how to dig each other in the best possible way," Russell said as he held Tracey's hand tightly.

He looked down at the pretty girl. "What do you want to do with me, Tracey?"

"I want you to suck my pussy a bit, with your moustache and beard, and then I want to watch you come all over my breasts," Tracey said clearly.

Dave couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had only fucked Tracey-they hadn't done much to each other orally, only in foreplay-but now it seemed all her repressed fantasies were appearing.

Jerri and Carol sat back, as did Dave, watching what was about to take place. Russell took off his shirt and threw it to the couch. Then he got on his knees and lifted Tracey's long peasant skirt to her thighs and looked at her thick-lipped pussy.

"Take your pants off," Tracey said. Dave got up and moved out of the way-he was sitting too close to allow Russell to disrobe-and sat near Carol and Jerri. Then Russell stood up and took off his faded jeans. His long cock hung between his hairy legs. The tip of it touched the bottom of his balls.

He got to his knees again and placed his hands on the girl's legs, spreading them apart. The lips of her pussy opened before him as she slid her ass to the edge of the chair. Russell brought his bearded chin to her cunt lips and rubbed the hairy cleft with his chin. Then he let his tongue slide from between his lips and he stroked the moist lips of her pussy.

He brought his hands to her cunt and spread her pussy lips as far as he could, looking closely into the folds of her cunt, seeing the moist pink skin as he opened it before him.

He spread his legs on the floor and the others saw his gigantic balls hanging between them, below his rounded buttocks. The tip of his cock showed beneath his balls and it began to lengthen as he stared at the folds of the girl's cunt. Then his cock began to rise, and in a second it pressed against the chair Tracey was sitting in. Russell pressed his thighs against the chair, which caused his cock to push downward, against his balls, so his hard throbbing penis was visible between his legs, pointing down beneath his swelling balls.

As Russell brought his lips to Tracey's pussy, Carol moved across the floor to stroke the tip of Russell's hard cock with the tip of her index finger. She licked her finger and then touched it to the boy's cock, and rubbed along the giant head, spreading the little slit in the end as she did so.

Jerri and Dave watched as Tracey's eyes rolled in her head and her body began to relax into a pleasurable experience. Russell's head bobbed between her legs and she brought her hand up through his long dark hair as she spread her legs even wider.

Dave grabbed his penis through his pants as he watched his wife squirm and moan under the hippie's expert tongue. Jerri pressed her hand in her crotch, leaning against her brother. Everyone in the room was excited now.

Carol brought her lips to Russell's smooth strong buttocks and started licking. As he dug his face further into Tracey's spread pussy, he pushed his hips away from the chair and spread his legs wider. Carol knelt behind him and lowered her face to the crack of his ass. Slowly, she brought her tongue down between his ass-cheeks until she licked at the bud of his anus. Russell moaned and pressed his tongue harder into Tracey's spread cunt.

Tracey groaned in pleasure as she felt the tongue circling her hard little clit. She knew she was near orgasm-the thought of the hairy boy performing cunnilingus on her in front of her husband and the others had excited her faster than she realized-and she thrust her hips forward as the boy's hard tongue lashed against the warm interior of her pussy.

"I'm going to cum!" Tracey screamed.

"Oh," Dave murmured, holding his hard cock under his tight jeans.

Carol dug her lips into the depths of Russell's buttocks and the boy worked furiously to bring Tracey to orgasm.

"Oh, God!" Tracey said, flinging her head back against the chair. She released her hands from Russell's hair and extended her arms into the air.

"Come, honey, come in his mouth," Dave said loudly, himself near the point of orgasm.

Then it happened. Tracey fell into the chair as if all the life had been suddenly drained from her body. She let her juices rush down the walls of her pussy, against the boy's probing tongue, over his beard and moustache. His saliva mixed with her sweet cunt juice.

A second later, Russell pulled his face from her wet crotch and knelt straight up in the air as Carol sucked at his asshole from behind. He grabbed his cock in his right hand and began pumping it as the girl's tongue lashed against his tight asshole.

Then he stood up, over Tracey, between her legs, facing the chair. He kept stroking his enormous long cock directly over her as she stuffed one hand in her pussy and grasped his hairy strong thigh with the other.

"Come on my breasts," she said, removing the hand from his leg to pull the top of her dress open. Her breasts fell out-Russell was amazed to see how large the nipples were, and how dark brown their color was. She rubbed them with her hand and the nipples stiffened, waiting to be bathed in his semen.

Carol knelt behind Russell and spread his cheeks with her hands and again ran her tongue over the tight opening to his asshole.

"Carol, put your finger up there. Please, finger-fuck me!" Russell said, beating his cock back and forth over Tracey's breasts. Carol obeyed. She applied saliva to his asshole with her mouth and then brought her middle finger directly to the hard opening. She pushed. It wouldn't enter. Russell moved his legs further apart, planting them firmly on the floor. Carol tried again. This time the finger moved past the lips of his anal opening, and she slid it as far into his asshole as she possibly could. He moaned.

"Oh, my God!" Russell said, feeling the violating finger slide up him. He pressed his ass down, planting his legs firmly on the floor, trying to get every bit of the girl's finger up there. He grasped his balls in the other hand and rubbed them as Carol began twisting and moving her finger within his hot anal canal.

Dave was shaking. Jerri turned to him to see him rubbing his penis through his pants. His fat cock was causing a lump to appear in his jeans down his right leg. Jerri pushed his hand away and rubbed it with her fingers. Dave stared at Russell, at the girl finger-fucking him from beneath, as the boy masturbated his long cock over his wife. It was too much for Dave-he had to let loose. Suddenly, to Jerri's surprise, her hand felt hot, wet. She looked down to the lump in his pants and she saw white liquid seeping through the jeans, at the tip of the crease that was his cock. She smashed her head to it, sucking through the jeans, trying to taste his semen, trying to drink it through his pants, trying to suck his cock as it poured out its juices.

At the same moment, as Carol shoved her finger as far up his ass as she could, Russell's semen exploded from the end of his long cock onto Tracey. The first jet of cum hit her face and dribbled down her cheek till she licked it into her mouth with her tongue. Then spurt after spurt of white thick semen hit her body -her breasts, directly on her nipple, her stomach, her pussy hair, her naked legs-as Russell did his best to direct each explosion to her body beneath him.

Carol could feel each contraction within his anus as the cum spurted from his penis. As soon as he stopped stroking his cock, she slipped the finger from his asshole and fell back to the floor. She was sweating. And she was excited.

Before Russell could turn around, Carol was taking her clothing off. Jerri was doing the same. Dave just sat watching, his pants leg wet with his cum. Tracey sat in the chair, feeling the spots of warm liquid on her body, still rubbing her pussy.

Russell sat on the floor, between Tracey's legs, and leaned back against the chair, resting his head between her thighs, against her pussy. She stroked his long brown hair for a moment and then stuffed some of it in the lips of her cunt. Then she licked the drop of his cum off her breast and sat back to watch Carol, who was now playing with her breasts on the floor.

Carol held her nipples in her fingers and squeezed them. She was lying with her back against the floor and her knees drawn up and wide open. Her pussy lips were visible under the hair of her pubic mound.

Jerri jumped up and quickly pulled her dress over her head and stood naked in the center of the room. She moved and positioned herself above Carol, planting her feet on either side of the girl, facing her feet. Then she fell to her knees, with her cunt above Carol's face, and let her body slowly meet the other. Soon they were in a sixty-nine position and their faces were buried in each other's crotch.

"Oh, God!" Tracey said, nibbling her pussy against the back of Russell's head. Russell's cock was hard again and he was stroking it up and down, wanting to come a second time.

Dave opened his pants. The sight of his sister performing a lesbian act with Carol had excited him again. He pulled his pants from his legs and took his sticky cock in his hand. In a moment it was hard again and he began beating it just as Russell was doing.

Carol and Jerri lashed their tongues in and out of each other's pussy lips. It was the first time in all the years they had lived together that they had performed oral sex on one another. They had often masturbated each other by finger-fucking, or perhaps sucking each other's breasts, but never once had their mouth lips and cunt lips met. It was a new thrill, a new experience for both of them. Jerri thought to herself, how strange, how alike my own body, and yet so different!

Their tongues lashed out at the same time, sending pangs of pleasure through their young womanly bodies. They rolled around on the floor as the others watched, becoming more and more excited by the passionate sexual embrace they were witnessing.

Russell looked past the girls to see Dave stroking his hard thick cock. Russell hadn't seen Dave naked till this moment and he was fascinated by the shape of Jerri's brother's penis. It was the thickest he had ever seen, even though it wasn't as long as his. He suddenly had the urge to suck it, but he was afraid Dave wasn't liberated enough for that yet:

Russell looked back to the girls again, watching them moan and groan as they nipped each other's little clit. No, he thought to himself, I'm not going to worry what he thinks. He hadn't sucked a cock in months and he was always one to give in to his urges. He got up and crawled the few feet to Dave.

At first Dave didn't know what was happening. Russell placed his hand over Dave's own, so Dave pulled his hand away, thinking Russell just wanted to touch his cock. No guy had ever touched his cock-except for a friend when he was young, but that didn't count-and suddenly a grown man who had just sucked his wife's juices from her cunt was now grasping his penis. Dave let Russell stroke his cock a few times, and he suddenly felt perhaps he was supposed to grab Russell's cock, but he didn't, he didn't know exactly what to do. He glanced to his sister on the floor. Her head was still buried deep in Carol's thighs. He looked back to Russell. Russell wasn't looking at him. He was staring at his cock.

In a swift move-one that didn't give Dave time to respond or reject or think about what was happening-Russell slid his head down the entire length of Dave's hard cock. Dave immediately felt the warm wet tongue slipping around the head of his organ, the lips sucking gently at the tip, the thrust of the head as it hit the base of the organ. It was a man sucking-or was it? -was it just a mouth sucking?

Dave looked down. All he saw was long brown hair and for a moment he thought it was his sister sucking on his cock-and then the realization came to him-he had to forget whether it was a man or woman-the fact of the matter was that it was a blow job, and a good one at that. Dave relaxed and let Russell's expert lips go to work. He leaned back, glanced at his wife who was watching him in fascination as she rubbed her hands in her pussy, and gave himself up to the pleasure that was building from his loins.

Carol knelt above Jerri's head and pulled the girl's crotch to her face. Jerri spread her long slender legs in the air as Carol's lips sucked hungrily at her pussy, and then, pulling her body even farther off the ground, at her anus.

Carol spread her legs and let her cunt sink once again to Jerri's lips and she felt the girl's tongue immediately seek out the hard nub of her clitoris and her entire body was at once inflamed in passion. She clasped her body to Jerri's again and held the girl's ass tightly with her hands. They began to roll on the floor even more wildly than before.

Tracey watched, frantically rubbing her own clitoris as the girls moaned in the middle of the floor, and on the other side of the room her husband was being sucked off by the handsome boy with the long hair. She spread her legs over the arms of the chair as her pussy grew moist once again and she could feel her climax approaching.

Russell kept up his steady movements on Dave's thick cock until he could feel the guy getting ready to shoot. He grasped Dave's balls in his hand and rubbed them and then pulled his hand away and returned it to his own cock and began to masturbate as he sucked furiously on the swollen cock. In a moment Dave let out a loud moan and sank back to the floor. Russell shoved his mouth onto the cock with such force that he hurt his upper lip as his teeth hit his lip when his face came into contact with the boy's groin.

Hot spurts of cum filled his mouth and he had to swallow quickly to keep from choking. Dave moaned as he felt the jets of cum spurt from his cock into the sucking hard mouth of the hippie. Russell sucked and swallowed until there was no semen left, and Dave just lay on his back, exhausted.

In a minute, Russell brought his own penis to orgasm, with Dave's cock still in his mouth. He sucked hard on the shrinking organ as he felt his own release between his legs. His semen shot all over his body, on his chest, his stomach, his hairy legs, and some dribbled down over his heavy balls. As soon as it was over, he pulled his head from the boy's cock and lay on the floor next to him. Dave reached over and touched Russell on the head, his way of thanking him for what he had just done.

Jerri's juices had been flowing down over Carol's lips ever since they had started sucking each other, but now each of them was at the pinnacle of her excitement, and they grabbed at each other's bodies without a sound as each tasted the other's feminine love liquid. In a moment, they fell apart and lay back on the floor, too tired to move.

Tracey, too, could hardly move. She let her feet fall from the arms of the chair to the floor and closed her eyes tight, feeling good inside, as if she had just learned something altogether new and valuable. Perhaps she had. They all had.