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ACCIDENTAL SEDUCTION OF A SISTER-IN-LAW

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Author?s note: For background on my wife and I, read ?Nude Encounters of the Progressive Kind I through III.

My wife Lisa and I had recently dived into full-fledged swinging through a progression of courage-building and lifestyle-affirming activities related to her executive career. We were both introduced to Europe?s more sensual ways of thinking. It resulted in my Lisa attending a nude Mediterranean sex club with an Italian four-some, with my full endorsement. Though it would have been nice, I didn?t attend the club with her. I stayed at home alone, but my wife arranged for my own surprise introduction into swinging through her best friend Wendy.

This whole development in our personal lives was fairly recent, and our relationship has only deepened. Lisa returned from her swinging in Europe, and the two of us freely discussed our encounters with each other, and our love lives were never hotter.

Well, Lisa and I were formally invited to join Wendy?s very private, and very exclusive swinger?s group. They considered it closed to outsiders, and had never let any new couple?s join since they started swinging. Their group included a famous local politician and his wife, a local banker and his wife, and Bruce and Wendy. Bruce being a successful attorney in our southwestern town.

Because Lisa had been swinging in Europe, Wendy tactfully asked Lisa to get a check-up before the two of us could actually be initiated together with the group. We fully understood, and Lisa made an appointment with her lady doctor friend, explained to her in vague terms what the testing was for. Well, the doctor had us both come in, and we were warned about the risks. Lisa had some blood tests and a thorough check-up, and we were told to wait on the test results.

While waiting, Lisa was called to go to Paris for a quick 5-day trip. So, I drove her to the airport. As we motored along the roadways, we talked about the last time I dropped her off, and how erotic it had been knowing that she was going to ?do it? with her Italian business associates. Lisa promised that this time, she?d be a good girl so that when the doc gave her a green light, we could let Wendy?s group know we were ready to join them.

As is my recent practice, I discovered and enjoyed home nudity when I was alone, during Lisa?s frequent travel. Lisa had also encouraged me to go nude when she was home. I really enjoyed the sense of freedom, along with the continuous awareness of my sexuality.

Our place is fairly isolated in the hills outside of town, so I have also enjoyed outdoor nudity, being able to walk our acreage with little risk of discovery by the neighbors. I had a great all-over tan. Being semi-retired, and only 48-years old, I was able to devote more time keeping myself fit, and I really loved my time alone at home.

So, with Lisa on her way to France, I went home and settled into my naked routine. I undressed in the drive way, walked into the house, fixed a rum and coke, and settled in to write down the details of our recent swinging escapades. I have considered writing a book about it all, and I still might.

On that first evening alone, the phone rang. It was Lisa?s half-sister, Lori. Lori lived in town, and was going through an ugly divorce. She and her husband were a couple of the most wealthy people in town, but for reasons that escape me, they couldn?t seem to figure out how to be happy.

Lori is a very beautiful woman. Even at 52-years old, her body still has tremendous sexual appeal. Long legs. Hour-glass figure. Voluptuous. Smooth taught skin, with only a hint of age on her anywhere. To me, she was always an intriguingly beautiful woman, and to confess, I had fantasized dozens of times about what it would be like to have her.

Anyway, when I answered the phone, she asked me her typical question, ?Hey Joe, what are you doing??

On this particular evening, with a rum and coke in hand, I was tempted to tell her that I was writing my sex diary, but elected to say, ?just relaxing.?

?Lisa there??

?No. France again.?

I knew for a fact that Lori had no idea that Lisa and I were newly indulgent swingers. So, when Lori went on to ask, ?how do you guys ever have time for sex with her gone all the time??

I chuckled, and said pitifully, ?well, I suffer along somehow.?

Lori had called to invite us to dinner. She needed to get out of the house.

I told her I was in no condition to drive, but that I?d like to take a rain check for tomorrow evening if she wanted to dine with just me.

Lori thought that would be good, and we set a time at our favorite restaurant for tomorrow evening.

The next day, I put on some dockers, chinos and a polo shirt, drove into town, and met Lori around 7:00 PM.

Now, I really like my sister-in-law, and we?ve always been able to talk, at times candidly. I also liked her husband, but in the past 6-months, he entered his mid-life crisis, and was turning out to be an untenable jerk. He had burned his bridges with his wife. Too bad. It felt a little odd to not have him or Lisa there, but I wasn?t worried about not enjoying Lori?s company. She?s intelligent. Witty. And very conversational.

The waiter came and asked if we wanted something from the bar. I knew Lori liked martinis so I said, ?a martini for the lady, and I?ll have a merlot ? clos du bois, please.?

He nodded his understanding, moved to turn and retreat, when Lori said, ?make mine a merlot too.?

?Yes mam,? the waiter dutifully responded, and trotted off to the bar.

She leaned toward me and said, ?I save martinis for special occasions at home.?

I didn?t understand, but acknowledged her statement.

Well, the evening went on. We talked and ate for about 2-hours. Neither of us had any commitments or people waiting for us. As things wound down, I took the bill, and settled things with the waiter.

As Lori and I waited for change, she said, ?now I?ll go home and have a martini.?

?I thought you said martinis were for special occasions??

Her three glasses of merlot must have lowered her inhibitions a bit, and she said, ?I do. I drink a martini, and then walk around the house naked. Takes the edge off of my loneliness. Oops. Sorry. Didn?t mean to embarrass you.?

Well, I was embarrassed a bit. Not because of her statement about getting nude. It was more just a case of new ground in our discussions.

I responded and said, ?that?s what rum and coke are for me.?

The waiter came back, gave me some change, and left us alone again.

?Say, weren?t you drinking a rum and coke last night when I invited you to dinner??

?Yeah,? I smiled like I was caught with my hand in the cookie jar.

?And . . . ? she led me with an inquiring tone in her statement.

I hesitated.

?You were naked weren?t you??

?OK, I was naked.?

Lori leaned forward a bit and said, ?so was I.?

She looked around to see if anyone nearby was listening and said, ?your tan looks great. You sun tan naked too? Out back in that place of yours in the hills??

?Yep. Spend days naked when Lisa?s on travel, and when I?m not taking a job.?

She leaned back, smiled and said, ?I always thought that if I lived out there, I?d get to loose my tan lines. With our place in town, I can?t go naked except inside at night with the lights out. And, the jerk needs to be out of town too. He?s so rude. He said 52-year old women shouldn?t prance about in the nude. Hurt my feelings a lot.?

I was afraid Lori was going to cry, so I said, ?Lori, you?re beautiful as ever.?

?Stop it,? she said. ?Don?t patronize me.?

?Hey, I mean it. Listen, anytime that Lisa and I have to leave the area, you?re always welcome to use the place. Sun bathe all you want, anyway you want.?

?Thanks Joe.?

We sat for a moment in silence. I toyed with the centerpiece on the table.

Lori looked up at me and said, ?I can?t stand my house. Huge. Empty.?

?I know.?

?No you don?t.?

I knew I didn?t but I tried to defend myself and said, ?I?m alone about half the time Lori, but I agree circumstances are different.?

?If I had a job, or kids at college that I could go visit, I?d probably be OK, but jeez, that place where there was once joy . . .? Lori?s voice and thoughts drifted.

I felt bad, so I said, ?hey, come on out to my place for dinner tomorrow.?

?You don?t have to do that Joe. I?m just complaining; not hinting.?

?I didn?t think you were. Come on out. Change the scenery. I?ll e-mail Lisa to let her know. It?ll be cool.?

?Sounds good Joe. You sure about this??

?See you at six.?

With that, we hugged, and parted ways.

As I drove out to the place, I knew Lori was struggling, and I knew, that I couldn?t get involved. But I also knew that she would be better off getting away from her surroundings.

I planned a simple shish-ka-bob meal on the grill: pork, chicken, and beef squares with peppers, potatoes and onions all marinated in my own secret honey-mustard sauce. It was fast and easy, and everyone in the family always liked it.

Lisa e-mailed back to me. Thought it was a great idea to get Lori away from town for an evening, and asked me to send her love for her. I half-wondered if Lisa would give me a little warning about our newly discovered sexual freedoms, but she gave no hint of concern or endorsement. It?d have to be something we would talk about when she came home. I had already decided this was a boundary I would not cross.

Lori showed up on time. We ate and talked. She was in a good mood, and I thought this was just what the doctor ordered: a little change of scenery for Lori.

We have a full bar at our house, but I was only serving beers with the meal. After Lori?s second beer was gone, she started to avoid eye contact, and she kept shifting her glance over to the bar.

I wondered what it was about, and finally asked her, ?Lori, something wrong??

She hesitated, then cleared her throat, then said, ?never mind.?

Again she looked at the bar. So I asked, ?you want something besides beer??

?Oh, I do,? she said with a hint of drama, but continued, ?I dare not ask for a martini from my brother-in-law at his house, now that he knows my dark and naughty little secret.?

I wasn?t expecting that. Not at all. Nor had I even fantasized about it, considering her emotional circumstances.

?Lori, let?s talk.?

?Oh, Joe, I?m embarrassed. I wasn?t trying to come on to you. Not at all.?

Not really sure of where she was headed with that, I said, ?Of course not. Hey, I love home nudity too.?

?That?s it,? she said, ?I just want to try some nudity. No sex or anything. I just feel so totally trapped. Sorry Joe. No need to discuss it.?

She looked down at the table between us and fell silent.

Not wanting to talk for the sake of talking, I fell silent too. I rehearsed her request, and slowed down my thoughts, to try and put an angle on it that might work.?

?Lori, how ?bout this. I?ll pour you a martini, but I wont drink a rum and coke.?

She looked up at me, thought a second and said, ?Oh I get it. Only one of us will be nude. That?d keep the sex question under control. That what you?re thinking??

?You put better words to it than I thought, but yeah. In fact, I could go find a hotel in town, and you can prance around her all night, and all day tomorrow if you want.?

?Joe, I?m not going to push you out of your home. I?m not wanting privacy Joe. In fact, it?d make me feel better if you stayed. Talked about it even. Just keep your clothes on for your own sense of honor in this.?

?Hell, let me get you a martini.?

When I started for the bar, I could tell that Lori was already undressing. I could see her in the bar mirror, tugging and pulling, and bending over.

When I returned to the table, she was sitting on the chair, hands planted under her thighs, shoulders hunched forward, causing her tits to bunch and bulge in the center of her torso. She smiled and said, ?a little weird huh??

?You sure you don?t want me to leave??

?No Joe. Stay with me. Talk to me.?

And talk we did. After her second martini, Lori stood and padded off to the bathroom. I could tell she left the door open to take a piss. She was relaxing. Good. She deserved to let her hair down.

As she returned she was smiling and a bit more at ease. ?Joe, I?m not horny for you. Hope you know that. I?m a little horny, but not for you.?

?I?m speechless Lori. You?re beautiful, but I wouldn?t touch you even if you wanted me too.?

Lori was beautiful. Unlike Lisa, who is dark-haired, brown-nippled and golden tan, Lori is taller, fairer, and more voluptuous. She looked very graceful as she walked, and I was proud of the fact, that I could distinguish between what was sexually arousing and in the case of Lori, something that was simply not appropriate.

We talked for another hour or so about Lori and her feelings. Lori shifted. Moved. Walked and turned. Paced a little. We even walked the patio together. She needed a bit of a release, and this is the way she was relaxing tonight. Feeling her freedom.

Well, the evening was drawing late, and I showed Lisa to her room. I went to mine. Got naked. Sprawled out on my belly, on top of my comforter and promptly fell into deep sleep.

Next morning, I woke up fairly early, as is my practice, in small fits of consciousness. The house was quiet, which meant that Lori was probably still asleep. She had quite a bit to drink the night before. I slowly rose from my bed, stumbled into the shower, and did my best to wake up. As you know from my earlier accounts in ?Nude Encounters? I typically masturbate in my morning rinse. This morning, I confess, I had fresh memories of Lori?s body, which is all I needed for inspiration.

Leaving the shower, I dried, and went into the bedroom to dress, when in walked Lori with two cups of hot coffee. There we were, both of us, raw and in the buff.

?Lori, I . . .?

?It?s OK Joe. You were a perfect gentleman last night. I know you can control yourself. Besides, Lisa called my cell phone this morning. She checked on me to make sure I was doing OK, and said it?s fine to use our house for nude sunbathing. We had a lady-to-lady talk. She?s OK with this.?

?Yeah, but . . .?

Again, Lori interrupted me. Check your e-mail Joe. Lori said she?d put you at ease regarding, uhm, regarding you being naked too. Here, drink your coffee, and let?s go check your e-mail.?

So, I walked out to the den, logged onto my e-mail, and just as Lori said, Lisa had e-mailed me, and in so many words said it?d be cool if the two of us practiced nudity at home, and that she understood from her sister Lisa that there?d be no sex.?

As you know, my wife Lisa has been a nude beach-goer for the past two years, and she understood that people could be nude and it not be sexual. I also know that she understood that going nude was sexy, and that she managed her self-control much better than I could, at least in the past.

Lori looked at me and said, ?it?s your house Joe. No need to get dressed just because I?m here.?

She turned, and walked out of the den. I heard her say, ?I?m heading to the courtyard for some morning sun.?

?What the heck,? I thought to myself, stood and walked out to join her.

She laid back on a chaise lounger, sun glasses on, applied some tanning oil, everywhere, and drifted into silence.

I ogled her more than just a little bit, despite my committed boundaries. I grabbed my book, and started to read (Lori just in view if I lowered the book an inch or two).

After an hour of reading, and Lori shifting positions a couple of times to invite the sun onto her body, she rolled to her belly and said, ?Joe. Mind rubbing some of that oil in??

Now, I have to tell you, it was an incredible invitation, but I knew it?d make me horny too. I tried to deflect her request and said, ?I don?t think I should Lori. That?s a lot to ask of a naked man.?

?Joe, just do it. Don?t think about it. Just rub it in. C?mon Joe, I want to get rid of those tan lines. I only have a day you know.?

I stood, walked over to her, feeling the grains of sand under foot on the cool courtyard tile floor. I loved being naked.

She back-handed the bottle of tanning oil to me, and I squirted some onto her shoulders and began to rub it in. Of course, rubbing and massaging another person?s skin is very personal, and to me, can be, and was very arousing. My hands slid over her shoulders, the back of her ribs, down to the small of her back. I could feel her skin moving over her muscles and bones. She had smooth, clear skin. There were some freckles, but they sort of teased my eyes, and I found them attractive. I stopped at her lower back, and set the bottle on the table, when she said rather commandingly, ?Joe. You?re not done. C?mon. Rub it in, then you can go back to your book.?

I made every effort to steel myself, and remain unaroused (not my forte), and began to massage her ass. I was doing pretty good, keeping my passion under control. I used both hands to knead her cheeks. I straddled her lounger as best I could to get a better position over her, one knee on the opposite side, and one foot on the floor tile. I was nearly perched centerline on the lounger, and moved my fingers, rubbing the oil deeper into her hidden cleft. That?s about when I realized I was losing my battle of self-control.

?OK Joe. You got that part well enough. Now the legs.?

?Uh-oh,? I thought to myself.

I finished her legs, and her feet, set the bottle down and moved over to my chair, trying to cool off my half-chubby erection. All along, Lori kept her face turned away from me, so I was fairly comfortable that she hadn?t detected my arousal.

The morning quickly turned into lunch time. Again, Lori beat me into the kitchen, made us sandwiches, and served me in the bar area. It was getting too hot to lay in the sun, so we moved inside.

We talked about life in general. She liked the property, and how perfect it was for home nudity. Said she?d go take a walk after lunch while it was nice and hot outside. All in all it was a nice lunch, despite the fact that I was trying to control my mind and body as I sat naked, talking with my naked sister-in-law.

Lori cleaned up after lunch, and I helped. Then I switched on some news. She brought out a pair of jogging shoes, slipped them on and tied them up while talking to me. Her breasts were, I?m guessing, 38 or 40 C?s, light pink nipples, and she seemed to completely ignore them as they waggled heavily, and bumped into her legs and arms as she tied the shoe laces. I never get over watching a woman move her body. Never.

Just before leaving she asked me to rub her down again. This time she said with a wink, ?I can get my ass. Just get my back and shoulders.?

?Sorry about that,? I said humbly.

?Forget it. It was starting to feel too good. Had to get you to stop.?

?Yeah, me too. Glad you said something.?

?Later,? she smiled, and headed out the back courtyard gate, off into our 100-acre plot that?s strewn with boulders, gentle slopes and countless juniper trees.

Returning to my television news, I drifted to sleep, thanks to my belly full of lunch making me drowsy.

About a half-hour of dozing went by, when I heard a woman?s voice, ?hello there. Anybody home??

It was Wendy, my wife?s best friend and our new swinging mentor.

I jumped up, ran to the front door, and she was already coming in.

She looked around sort of suspiciously and said, ?Joe, you?re naked. There is a new car in the driveway. Thought you had company.?

My eyes were popping out, ?well, I do have company, but . . .?

?You swinging or cheating Joe?? she asked, with obvious concern.

?Neither actually, come in, but I?ve got to hurry before she gets back from her walk.?

?Who Joe??

?Lori. Lori?s walking the property right now.?

?You?re naked, and your sister-in-law is walking the property?!??

?Sit down Wendy. Lisa knows. Lori?s going through a divorce. You know that. Well, she needed some ?R? and ?R?. Lisa approved her to come up here.?

?Oh-Kay?, she said slowly, emphasizing each syllable, ?but you?re naked.?

?Look, Lisa said she could go naked. She said I could go naked too, just for rest and relaxation. We all three agreed: no sex.?

?Interesting,? she said skeptically. ?Should I leave.?

?Well, I don?t know how she?ll react with you here. She seems to be into this home nudity thing. She wanted to do it here, because she?s going crazy in her big house with no husband, and, well, she wanted to get outdoors and go nude. That?s where we?re at.?

?Well, I better leave then. Don?t want to cause problems for her.?

?Hey, why?d you come all the way out here??

?Joe, you silly boy. To see you.?

She had that look in her eye, that told me what she really wanted was to fuck me. I started to get hard thinking about it.

?You look good enough to eat Wendy.? And she did. She wasn?t purposely dressed provocatively, but when a woman looks as good as Wendy does, a bra-less t-shirt, baggy shorts and flip flops is all that it takes.

Again, she smiled seductively and said, ?call me when Lori?s back home. Maybe Bruce and I can visit.?

She stepped forward to give me a kiss good bye, when I heard Lori?s concerned voice ask, ?Joe, what?s up??

I turned, and Lori was watching as Wendy and I embraced in a kiss.

?I, uh, we were just . . .?. I stumbled for words.

Lori just stood there, nude, looking concerned. Breathing a bit hard from her walk.

Wendy spoke up. ?Hey Lori, I just stopped by to check on Joe while Lisa?s gone. Didn?t mean to surprise either of you.?

Both women stood there staring at each other. I could tell that Lori was wondering if I was cheating on Lisa with her best friend. Wendy was standing there, looking like she got caught cheating on her best friend. I was standing there like I was cheating on everyone, even though I wasn?t. But, to be candid, I don?t think anyone thought it odd that my sister-in-law was nude, standing in her sister?s house with her sister?s naked husband. I knew I was going to lose no matter what if somebody didn?t start believing somebody else.

Lori asked, ?does Lisa know you check on her naked husband?? Lori was starting to look angry.

Wendy and I exchanged glances. I gave Wendy the nod to explain, and she said, ?Lori, can we talk? The three of us? Over at the bar??

Lori look confused, and said, ?sure, I guess so.?

We all walked over to the bar. I?m naked. Lori?s naked. Wendy?s pouring us all a drink.

Wendy continued to talk, ?Lori, uh, there?s no easy way to say this, so I?m just going to say it.?

Lori, shifted a bit on her bar stool.

?Lisa, Joe, Bruce and I, are, uh, swingers.?

To Lori?s credit, she didn?t freak out. She just paused a couple of moments, then looked back at Wendy.

?Lisa and Joe just got into this, uh, lifestyle this summer.?

?Swingers? You guys swap wives? Is that it??

?Well, yes, but it?s more than that. We enjoy sex together as a group.?

Neither Wendy nor I let on that there were two other ?couples? involved. It wasn?t necessary yet.

I noticed that Lori?s legs clamped tightly together when Wendy said that.

?Whoa,? Lori muttered. Then Lori looked at me, but didn?t say anything.

I felt awkward, not knowing what to say, so Wendy said, ?Bruce told me I could come over and fuck Joe today. Lisa didn?t know I was coming over, but she knows that he and I fuck.?

?Joe??

?Honest, I didn?t know she was coming over today, but yeah, she and I are lovers. I?ve, uh, we?ve done it as a three-some, Bruce, Wendy and I. Two or three times. Lisa knows. She?s, uh, planning on joining us soon.?

I didn?t want to get into the whole explanation, but shortened it up to the most salient points.

?So, Lisa isn?t a swinger yet, but she wants to be??

Again, Wendy and I exchanged glances. I didn?t know how to proceed at this point. It was obvious that my statement led Lori to believe that only Bruce, Wendy and I had done it together, and Lisa was still on the outside of swinging, so to speak.

Wendy picked up to answer, ?Lisa is a swinger. Joe?s blessed her to swing in Europe when she finds good partners.?

?Joe??

?Lisa went to a nude sex club last month with two Italian couples. She sent me photos. She?s beautiful, and had a great time. So did I. I got off several times thinking about her pleasure, and the attention that she got.?

Again, Lori went silent.

Wendy and I both sort of looked at Lori, waiting to understand her silence.

Lori shifted on her barstool again. Her face was flushed.

?I, uh, I?m afraid to ask . . . ? Lori toyed with her glass, not looking at either of us.

?Ask anything Lori.? Wendy reassured her.

?I, uh, I . . .?

Wendy reached out her warm hand to Lori?s face, turned it to look into her eyes and said, ?Lori, ask me anything you want.?

Lori was now breathing heavy. She whispered, ?Can I watch you two make love??

Wendy didn?t say anything, but stood, pulled Lori up and said, ?help me out of these mean old clothes would ya??

Lori peeled Wendy?s t-shirt off. She was now topless.

Lori kneeled, undid Wendy?s snap and fly on her baggy shorts, and they fell to the floor. (No panties.)

Lori gasped, ?you?re so beautiful.?

?So are you. Come and watch.?

Wendy led us both to the master bedroom. The comforter was bunched and skewed from where I fell asleep on it the night before. Wendy peeled it off the bed completely and said, ?it?s hot.?

She lay back, sort of crab-walked on her back from the foot of the bed. Her legs spread unashamedly, hips elevated and shifting her weight.

I led Lori to a pair of loungers that we have in the master bedroom where Lisa and I sometimes read in the evening.

Lisa sat on one of them, pulled her feet up onto the seat cushions, knees together, arms pulling them in tight. I could see a sensuous shadow, and folds of darkness between her ankles.

I crawled hands and knees in between Wendy?s legs, leaned forward on my elbows, and began to kiss Wendy. We kissed passionately right at the first. I could sense a desperation in her breathing and movements. Her hips already rocked, apparently anxious to grind and fuck.

For me, I was acutely aware that Lori must be looking at my ass, the underside of my balls and cock, and Wendy?s spread pussy and ass. Lori was going to see all the penetration; see all the fucking.

This was particularly naughty feeling to me, knowing it was my sister-in-law watching, and that it was so raw. I felt the air swirling past my balls. The skin of my scrotum was tickled by my curly whisps of hair making contact with Wendy?s skin on the cleft of her ass. My cock was bobbing up and down, waggling back and forth, as I moved on top of Wendy.

I moved down from kissing Wendy, kissed her breasts on the journey to her shaved pussy. There, my feet and legs were well off the foot of the bed, but my thighs still had some bed surface to lay on. I raised my feet in the air, spread my legs, keeping my ass in full view for Lori.

Wendy started to moan and talk dirty. ?Oh, Joe honey, eat my pussy. Stick that tongue in me. Suck my clit. Ohhhhh, bad boy. Show Lori how naughty you are. Show her that you know how to, uhhhhh, ohhhhhh, show her that uh!, uh!, uh!, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhh, Joe, I?m cumming. Oh shit that feels good. Yeah, again. Do it again. Make me, ohhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh, uh! Uh! Uh!?

?Quick, fuck me. Fuck me now. I?m still cumming. I want to feel that cock in me while I?m cumming.?

I moved straight up into her. In one long thrust, I slammed my thickness into her. I felt my balls bang into her ass.

Again, Wendy rang-out several naughty exclamations. I could feel her ring of vaginal muscles pulsing intensely as I continued to pound her. It was getting difficult to keep up with her bucking, which was getting very exaggerated and losing its rhythm, when all at once, Wendy tensed up, arched her back, growled loudly, Ugggggghhhhhhh, followed by a several rapid Uh!-Uh!-Uh!?s. That?s all it took for me too, and I released my passionate orgasm into her body, joining her potty talk, ?oh baby, take my cum. Feel it in you. Oh, shit you feel so fucking, good. I love your cunt. You?re so hot. So wet.?

Then we both collapsed. She wrapped her arms around my back, pulled me close to her in a terrific bear hug.

After a couple of moments, I rolled off of Wendy, onto my left side. Both of us looked down at Lori, legs now spread on the chair, she was masturbating, eyes closed, one hand on her nipple, fingering and pinching the very tip.

We watched for a moment or two, and Lori came briefly out of her trance, saw us, smiled, and made to quit, when Wendy said, ?come join us. Lay here next to me.?

?Oh I can?t. Joe and I, well, we can?t, uh, you know.?

?Joe isn?t going to touch you. But I can, if you want.?

Lori crawled onto the bed without hesitation, and lay next to Wendy. The two of them immediately embraced in a kiss. Lori wrapped her left leg around Wendy, and the two of them got lost in their mutual passion.

I got off the bed, and went to the same chair that Lori had been sitting in. I could feel her warmth from the cushion.

Wendy pulled Lori on top of her, so that now the two of them were face-to-face, Lori and Wendy?s legs spread wide. I had an unobstructed view of their asses and pussies.

Lori was now trying to grind her pussy into Wendy?s, but without much success because of the angle of their positions. I began to hear the distinct sound of Lori?s whimpers, mingled with Wendy?s stirring female growls.

?Oh, I?ve wanted this for a long time. Mmmmmm, Wendy this is so hot.?

?Lay on your back,? Wendy whispered.

Lori rolled onto her back, and Wendy motioned for her to get into the middle of the bed.

Lori?s eyes glanced at mine, as she raised her hips, legs spread, and shifted to her left into the center. I could tell she knew what was next.

Wendy went down on Lori. Lori wasn?t bare shaven like Wendy. Her sandy patch, trimmed in a neat triangle. I watched Wendy?s hands cup her vulva, then spread it wide, then I could only see the back of Wendy?s head over Lori?s pussy. Now for me, the view was more of Wendy?s ass and cunt. Her knees were on the bed, and she was leaning down to lick Lori.

?Oh Wendy, this is my first time. You?re my first wom . . .?

Right then, I could tell that Wendy struck home on Lori?s clitoris, because she stopped talking and let out a long, gutteral ?ugggggggggggghhhhhhhhh. Oh yes.?

Wendy was really lapping at Lori?s most sensitve equipment, and I had a sense that Lori wouldn?t last long. Then I heard Lori say, ?yes, that hole too. Yes your finger, that?s so . . . Ohhhh! Oh yes. You?re in my ass. Oh that feels so good.?

As I watched, Wendy stopped for a moment, looked back at me, made a gesture with her head and eyes that left nothing in doubt. She wagged her ass, and I knew she was telling me to fuck her.

I moved in behind her. Her pussy was at just the right height for entry. I grabbed her hips, and began to slowly thrust. Slowly and gently.

She was wiggling about as she lapped at Lori, and I heard Wendy sputter out an exclamation, ?Oh Joe that feels good.?

It did to me too. She was very wet and slippery inside from my previous orgasm.

Lori must have understood that I was inside of Wendy, and that seemed to drive her really crazy. Lori began to really grind her hips back at Wendy?s ministrations.

I felt really close to cumming, and said so. Lori seemed to be going crazy now. Everything she did was in undisciplined, ragged heaves and shrieks. Wendy began to gyrate her ass back and forth like she couldn?t get enough of me, so I pulled her hips into me as hard as I could, and let her grind her clit against the underside of my cock.

At that point, I could tell that Wendy?s tell-tale micro-orgasm had started. There were little pulses from a tight electric circle of muscles now spasming in rapid fire, clamping down on my penis harder and harder.

Lori let loose just at that moment, heaving and bucking, arms going limp above her head, and Wendy let loose too. The micro-pulses in her vagina stopped for a mere moment while every orgasmic muscle inside suddenly relaxed, then charged up and released a thunderous round of three huge, crushing spasms, followed by three lesser intense ones, and an innumerable series of smaller ones. They slowly trailed off in the next 30 seconds or so.

I too, came with my second ejaculation. It was not as powerful as the first one, but it was just as satisfying, and I stayed inside of Wendy, manually spasming after my climax, forcing out the last drops of my cum in to her.

The ladies, seemed to be relaxing, coming off their highs, and Wendy backed away from Lori, walked to the side of the bed, and lay down next to her. She motioned for me to join them on the other side of the bed.

Lori rolled over to kiss Wendy again, face to face. So there I was, with Lori?s back and ass facing me.

Lori took her right arm, reached back to me without looking, and pulled my arm over her so that my ram-rod cock was nestled in the crack of her ass. This was definitely not planned, nor did I think it was OK, but I also knew that I wasn?t going to fuck her, so I tried to relax.

Lori cooed, as she kissed Wendy. Wendy wrapped her legs across Lori?s this time, and the two of them continued to snuggle, whispering their adorations toward each other.

Once I knew things were really winding down, I stood, walked into our master bathroom, turned on the water in our wrap-around glass body shower, and basked in the warm spray.

I wasn?t there more than a couple of minutes, when both ladies stepped in to join me. Lori and Wendy were all smiles, and they took turns massaging each other, soaping and rinsing each other?s bodies. It was very close quarters, and of course, there was a good bit of accidental, and purposeful bumping into each other.

The ladies then joined forces and gave me a good soaping down, and I mean everywhere, tip of my head, to the soles of my feet, and every appendage and orifice in between. They spared me no shame or mercy.

I?d say we were in there for a good forty minutes, as if it were a hot tub instead of a shower. Afterward, we dried each other off, and stayed in the buff for the rest of the afternoon, and we headed to the courtyard where we took up with some patio chairs to continue our intimate discussion.

It was obvious that Lori was enamored with Wendy. She couldn?t quit smiling at her, nor could she take her eyes off of her. The two of them were at least 15-years apart in age, but their beauty was timeless. I adored both their bodies, and knew that if it weren?t for the fact that Lori was family (through marriage), I could easily make love to her.

We talked rather frankly about what had happened. It was a good talk: a talk about sex, bi-sexuality for women, and swinging as a lifestyle. Lori was fascinated by it all, and was grateful for our experience.

Lori wanted to talk about Bruce. She wanted to know if he got jealous, or if he had any rules for Lori?s behavior.

Wendy assured Lori that Bruce was a very supportive swinging husband. The two of them didn?t really have rules per se, but did share some boundaries ? like, they couldn?t fuck people from work. They pretty much shared only the same people ? couples that they enjoyed swinging with.

So then, Lori wanted to know about the other couples. Wendy told her that there were two other couples, very close friends, and that even Joe had met them and spent a three-day weekend with them right here. A totally nude, sex-party weekend.

?Joe, you went nude for a weekend during a sex party??

?Lori, I never had so much sex, nor so much exhilarating fun in my life. It was awesome. They?re good people too. I liked them. Very sexy, but not all sex. They had senses of humor. Clean. Professional. Intelligent and friendly. Not weird or threatening. I felt at ease with them.?

?We?re going to have another party in a couple of weeks. I don?t usually tell a prospect that they will get consideration, but in your case, I?ll just say that I?ll be letting the others know what a good time you and I had.?

I looked at Wendy and gave her a bit of a strained look. Lori caught the exchange, and asked, ?what?s the matter Joe. You look worried.?

I figured it was time to get it out in the open, ?Lori, Lisa may not be comfortable with this. I mean, two sisters fucking around in front of each other. I don?t know how she?ll feel about what happened.?

Wendy said, ?let us ladies work that out Joe. All you have to do is provide the meat when we need it. Right??

Lori continued, ?Joe, Lisa and I are only half-sisters, and really, I was in junior high school before my Dad married her Mom, and they had her as a baby. I?m 15-years her senior.?

I considered what she had said, and then spoke a little faster than I should have, ?so, what if you and I end up as partners during a party??

?Joe, I know you?ve already fantasized about me. Ladies can sense things. Am I right??

?Hey, Lori, you have a great body, and a sexy way about you as a woman. It?s just biology at work when a guy thinks of a pretty lady.?

She gave me a devilish smile, ?so, you have fucked me in your mind haven?t you??

?Stop it Lori. I?m nervous enough about this as it is. I really want Lisa to weigh in on this thing before I loose any more self-control. Shit girl, I fucked your sister?s best friend in front of you; and a second time while she was eating you out. That?s kind of weird isn?t it??

?Not any more it isn?t,? she smiled at me.

Wendy was smiling too, and said, ?I?ve seen weirder things than that, but Joe?s right. Let?s you and I talk to Lisa about it.?

Wendy looked at the clock and said, ?I better call Bruce. He?s due home in another hour.?

?Leaving already?? Lori asked.

?Just checking with him for now.?

Wendy walked out of the room and rang Bruce on the phone.

Lori and I sat there in the courtyard. We were both openly ogling each other. Lori spoke first and said, ?Joe, you are sexy you know. Last night and this morning, being naked in front of you, well, it turned me on. I was able to manage it, but I was distinctly aroused by your presence.?

I laughed, and said, ?Lori, when I get naked, a slight cool breeze can set me off. I suppose there was more thrill in being naked in front of anyone, than it actually being me.?

?You may have a point, but I felt aroused in front of you, and that did make me feel particularly naughty.?

Wendy came back after about five minutes, and said, ?well, not sure how you two feel about this, but I sort of told Bruce what happened, and he cancelled all his appointments for tomorrow, and he?s coming over here later this evening.?

I knew what that meant, but Lori looked concerned and asked, ?is everything OK? Is he upset??

?Lori, Bruce is coming over here to swing!?

Lori went blank. She heard the words, but their implications didn?t dawn on her until Wendy said, ?Lori, I want you to help Bruce undress, and give him one of those showers. Head to toe, just like we did for Joe. Just the two of you in the shower. Take your time. Take care of him. Love him.?

Then it hit her. She first went pale. Then she looked awe struck.

She knew Bruce as a social acquaintance, but they weren?t even what anyone would consider friends. Now she was considering the coming moments when she?d be intimately involved with his body.

Lori looked at Wendy, and tried to say something, then stopped.

Wendy helped her, sensing her struggle.

Lori, I give you my husband. He finds you attractive. The two of you can start things off with a shower. No need to talk. You simply greet him at the door, walk him to the master bedroom, undress him, and lead him into the shower. Trust him. He?s gentle, attentive. Never in a hurry, and he understands what to do for himself, and for you.?

?Just meet him at the door. No words. Just meet him at the door and take him by the hand,? Lori repeated to herself.

?Right. In the nude. He?ll absolutely love it.?

?Meet your husband at the door, in the nude, and give him a shower. Oh my . . .?

?Lori, is your pussy getting wet thinking about it??

She looked back at Wendy and said, ?it is. It really is.?

?That a good thing?? I quipped.

The two of them looked at me, laughed and Wendy said, ?hey, you already got a shower you poor sucker.?

Time went by quickly. I grilled some more shish-ka-bob, and had it done by the time Bruce arrived, but just as Wendy had directed, Lori met him at the door, took him by the hand, brought his hand up against her breasts, kissed his fingers, and led him off to the shower.

She brazenly looked him in the eyes as she did so. He never gave us a head nod or wink of the eye. He knew what he was in for, and followed dutifully. I was turned on just thinking about it ? a phenomenon not unnoticed by Wendy. She gave me a look, licked her lips and said ?Later, but right now let?s go spy on them.?

The two of them were standing just outside the shower doors. Lori was adjusting the water temperature. Bruce was nude, touching the backside of her waist with his fingertips as she maneuvered in just a head of him.

Lori looked up, and caught us looking around the corner, winked and turned back into the shower and closed the door.

We could see that they first embraced in the shower, kissing. It must have been totally erotic for Lori. Bruce was a relative stranger, and she was standing close against him, his erection pressing into her belly, and kissing passionately.

Bruce had to lean down slightly to kiss her. She was probably 5? 10?, and he was just under six feet tall. I saw his right hand reach around her left ass cheek, and he began to massage her. Her head leaned back as she broke their kiss, and he snuggled his nose down behind her ear, and kissed the side of her neck.

To my surprise, Lori dropped to her knees, and through the water drops and rivulets of shower water, I could see her take his erect cock, pull it down to her face, waggle it back and forth, and up and down, and then take it into her mouth.

Now Bruce had his head leaned back, and he seemed to enjoy her attention. I heard the two of them muttering short words to each other. Some sounded like questions by their inflection, and others sounded like simple acknowledgements. It was driving me crazy to hear only muffles, and to see only shadows and blurred images as they continued to make love.

Wendy leaned up to the back of my ear and whispered, ?Bruce and Lori are going to have a great night aren?t they??

I was rock hard again, and said, ?oh yeah. They?re both hot and bothered now.?

Wendy pressed her hard nipples into my back and whispered, ?you?d like to fuck her wouldn?t you??

I didn?t answer her, knowing she?d take it a step further.

?Lisa?d say it was OK and you know it.?

My cock was throbbing.

Wendy wrapped her arms around me from behind and cupped my nuts in one hand, and stroked my cock with the other.

?Lori and you. Think about it. Very naughty. She wants you to ride her like a ram on a ewe.?

I spasmed at her words.

?Joe, you should fuck Lori. Fuck her tonight.?

Again, the thoughts she was conjuring ran through my head, and I spasmed again.

?Oooooh, I can tell this is naughty to you.?

?Tell you what Joe, come lay on me, and pretend I?m Lori. Climb on top of me, and fuck Lori in your mind. Tell me everything.?

Without saying another word, I turned, pushed Wendy onto the master bed, for the third time that day, climbed on top of her, slid my cock into her, and whispred, ?Oh pretty Lori, I?ve wanted to fuck you for years.?

?Oh my Joe.?

?your tits. Your legs. Your ass. Your smile. I wanted you bad for years. I wanted to . . .?

?Oh Joe. Fuck me.?

I leaned into Wendy?s ear and whispered, ?your pussy feels so hot. I wondered what your pussy was like. I ached for it so many times.?

?When Joe. When you were alone? When you were in the shower??

?Yes. I dreamed you were in the shower with me, bent over, inviting my . . .?

Joe, you naughty boy. Did you think of me when you were in Lisa? When you were fucking your wife Joe??

?Jeez Lori, I fucked you a thousand times in my mind. I?d think of you with your legs spread, fucking me back when I was in Lisa. I wanted you.?

I was really enjoying this play, when it dawned on me that I could turn this around a bit, and have the same kind of fun with Wendy.

I continued to talk naughty to Wendy, pretending it was Lori when I suddenly changed course.

I slowed down, withdrew my cock and said, ?Now Wendy, how many times did you think of me when you were fucking Bruce. A couple of times? Ten times??

?Shit Joe, put it back in. I need your . . .?

?Did you want your best friend?s husband before Lisa let you.?

?Joe, you?re a pussy teaser. I dreamed of a thousand naughty things to do with you. I wanted to . . . hey, put that thing back in me, and start fucking me.?

I pushed my cock back into her warm, wet pussy, and asked, ?what did you want to do??

?Joe, I wanted to take you to a hotel, and have Bruce watch as I fucked you for the first time. To spread my legs, and let you fuck me and cum on my tits, and eat your cum in front of my . . . my, uuuuggggggghhhhh, in front of Bruce. Oh that?s good.?

I sped up. I wanted to go back and talk more about Lori.

?Jeez, Wendy, I want to fuck Lori tonight. You?re so hot.?

?Think of her. Pretend you are in her pussy now. Fucking her. Forbidden fruit Joe. Very naughty.?

?Lori, you?re so hot. I wanted to . . . uh!, uh!, uh!?, and I shot my cum into Wendy yet again for the third time today.

?Oh, that feels good.?

I pulled out of Wendy, and went down on her. I hadn?t really eaten cum yet, but I wanted to right then and there. I could hear Bruce and Lori cavorting in the shower, making sounds of pleasure, and was intoxicated with Wendy?s love.

I glanced quickly at what I was about to slurp up, and I saw a stream of my cum that followed the crack of her ass, across her ass hole, and was puddled on the sheets of the bed. I gave the puddle a long, slurpy up-lick, and tasted its salty bitterness right away and knew it was me.

I dove my tongue into her pussy, and tasted our mixture. Less distinct, and very slippery on my tongue. I was really getting high off this.

My tonguing of Wendy?s pussy went on for another five minutes or so, until she came in a great heaving wave of orgasms again. She yelped and moaned in ecstasy.

I moved up to Wendy?s face, and we embraced in the after glow, cuddling, hugging and kissing gently as we both began to relax.

Suddenly, I felt a very warm hand on my ass, and the bed quaked as both Lori and Bruce toppled into bed, one on each side of us.

I rolled off of Wendy, and as fate would have it, rolled my back to Bruce. Wendy?s back was to Lori, and the four of us were in two facing spoon positions.

Without hesitation, Bruce wrapped an arm across my shoulder and left leg around mine, and he snuggled against me.

I felt his hot, but flaccid cock, pressed very tight into the cleft of my ass, resting almost perfectly against my asshole. I didn?t move, and tried not to tense up.

Lori did the same, looked over Wendy?s shoulder at me and said, ?wow, that was a thrill.?

She whispered and nibbled on Wendy?s ear and said, ?Bruce is a very good and gentle lover.?

Wendy smiled and said, ?Bruce honey, I think Lori likes you. You two well acquainted now? are you??

I felt Bruce?s five o?clock shadow on my left shoulder blade, and his voice was in my ear and he said, ?we?re friends and lovers now.?

Bruce whispered to me and said, ?Joe, been what, three weeks since you and I were in bed together isn?t it??

I was still a little uncomfortable with his position on my back side, and said, ?yeah, and last time I remember both of us being not a little worried that the girls might turn us into bi-sexuals, and now you?ve got your cock resting against my bung-hole.?

?Hey, you rolled your back to me. I thought you were inviting.?

?Uh, well, I didn?t know who was there.?

We broke the spoon, and I put my back against Wendy his wife.

Everybody got a chuckle out of us, and we all began to drift around in lazy silence, bordering on napping for probably the better part of an hour. Bruce rolled onto his back, hands behind his head, and there we rested until the sun began to set, casting fiery images on the master bedroom wall.

Bruce was first to rise, mentioned being hungry. Then we all unfolded, and made our way into the kitchen. Lori re-heated the shish-ka-bob in the kitchen oven, and we stood around the bar, eating it like finger food, drinking rum and cokes, martinis, and shots of tequila, each as his or her taste required.

Lori and Wendy disappeared into the den for a good half-hour, door closed, and Bruce and I walked out back on the property for a ways; not very far. We could still see the courtyard.

It was still quite warm outside, and the sun was just below the horizon. We were sort of standing there, unconsciously toying with our cocks and our nuts as we talked about my entry into swinging. Not really masturbating at all. Not even thinking about it either, but we both had our hands going unwittingly at our genitals.

I reflected to Bruce that Lisa and I were now full-tilt swingers. It had happened fast, but it had also happened completely. Sort of like never turning back.

Bruce smiled and said, ?same with Wendy and I. Glad we have good friends of the same persuasion.?

As we talked rather non-chalantly, Bruce looked up when he heard Wendy calling to us.

?Right there, hon,? he responded, and we walked back to the house.

The ladies were looking mischievous. I recognized their shifty looks right away, and so did Bruce.

?What are you two up to??, Bruce asked.

?Oh, you?ll see.?

?No games ladies.?

?Let?s toast,? Wendy said.

Now I knew something was up. Toasts were a great way to get sexual activity rolling along, especially if the toasting was a little raunchy, which it usually were after the third or fourth round. Since we all had downed at least two previous drinks during our stand-up dinner at the bar, the toasting wouldn?t take long.

Bruce went first, and toasted to body showers.

I toasted to naked friends.

Wendy toasted to international telephone systems.

We downed our drinks, but her toast wasn?t the typical sex toast. I was afraid to look, but I exchanged looks at both ladies again. I already had a sense of what was going on.

Lori wouldn?t look me in the eye. That?s when I was sure of what was next to come.

The last drinks were poured, and Lori smiled, slurred her words and said, ?here?s to fucking my brother-in-law thanks to my generous sister?.

Bruce almost choked on his tequila as it went down.

Wendy gave me a devilish smile, her eyes, glued to mine as she downed her drink.

Lori, also gulped hers down, looked at me and slurred again, ?Lisa?s a good sister. She said. She says. I mean, she . . .?, Lori looked to Wendy for help, and asked, ?what?d she say??

Wendy put her glass down, took Lori by the hand, put it in mine, and said, ?off to the master bed room with you two. Lisa blesses it. Bruce and I will take the guest room and see you two in the morning.?

Lori and I embraced each other as we stood there at the foot of the bed. Wendy turned out the main light and softly closed the door. As we kissed, Lori whispered in my ear, ?I?ve always wanted to fuck you Joe,? and she laid me down.

We made forbidden love until after midnight. It was intensely erotic for both of us. In the morning we cleaned up together in the shower again. We held and kissed. I never meant for it to actually happen.

Lisa came home after her trip. She was lovely and spontaneous, and hornier than I?ve ever seen her. We made passionate love without discussing Lori that first night. Over the next two days though, we processed the whole sister-in-law thing, and the biggest problem was in my own head.

By the way, Lori is now divorced, and frequently spends nights with Bruce and Wendy.

Next time I write, I?ll discuss my wife?s return home, and our first at-home party where we were both together. There was quite the initiation for my wife. For me too!

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