Adult Situations Ch. 31-32

"But he's not military now, is he?"

"No. He was active duty for twelve years, and then we left and set up camp here in Sarasota. Our last duty station had been McDill. He wanted a place with good weather and access to lots of jets he could use to train corporate pilots. He stayed in the reserves for another eight years to get his twenty years in.

"He got various jobs instructing and doing charters, even contracting back to the Air Force for some instructional work. I liked the library work. You'd think it was so out of character for me. You see somebody like me, and you just can't tell that they want to get laid right that instant, even as they help you check out a book." She giggled.

I was the solo librarian on a few of the bases we were stationed at. I could always put a sign on the door that said, 'Back in 15 Minutes', and then lock the door and fuck one of the hot airmen that was one of our friends. I had quite a following here and there."

Jill and I told each other some sexy stories -- best orgies, best fuck, type of things. She was good storyteller and I found her life fascinating. I'd only briefly met the couple for the first time, hours earlier at the cocktail hour. Carol had found them, somehow.

Jill rode me to the point we both had lovely orgasms together. She and I cuddled for a bit and then went off to find our spouses.

I found Crystal just coming into the house to look for me. It was three-thirty in the morning. She made a head gesture towards our bedroom, and we both just went upstairs and fell into bed just shy of totally exhausted.

Chapter 32 -- An Endless After-Party

I hadn't quite fallen asleep with Crystal in my arms when the bedroom door opened and Carol tried to sneak into the room undetected. She had that ridden hard and put away wet look about her. She was naked and got in bed immediately, cuddled up to me, felt that I was awake, and whispered, "I love you both so much." Thirty seconds later, we were all asleep.

I awoke about nine-thirty after only six hours of sleep. I was a little groggy, but I had to see what condition the house was in and who was still around. I was full of curiosity. I also had this amazingly good thought, 'I have a WIFE!'

I threw on my athletic shorts and a t-shirt, and went downstairs. There was a small group assembled in the kitchen. Ross, Trish, Tara, and another girl from the catering staff named Macy, were all making breakfast. Trish, Tara, and Macy were only wearing aprons with their backs and adorable butts bare teasing everybody, and their tits barely covered by the upper part of the aprons. I gave 'tens' to the fabulous asses on display. The guys were in briefs or boxers similar to me.

I looked out at the patio. Everyone outside was still naked. There were several couples apparently sleeping on some of the chaises, a few covered with pool towels. One couple was actively fucking, and another appeared to be in the afterglow stage of things although a cock was still buried in pay dirt. Several others I recognized were in the pool. Unsurprisingly, Kim was doing steady laps in the far lane.

Soon, an assembly line of sexy cooks and servers produced copious quantities of pancakes, waffles, scrambled eggs, toast, bacon, sausages, and gallons of orange juice and coffee. One of the hunky waiters named Garth had made a grocery run and showed up with more supplies to feed the hungry masses. I could tell that he and Crystal had some connection, perhaps from the previous night.

The breakfast meal was served buffet style on the outdoor serving tables that had remained intact from the previous night's wedding dinner. If you build it, they will come. By then everyone was awake. Person by person, and couple by couple, everyone at the house seemed to show up and prepare a plate. The meal was good, and some went back for seconds. Most of the group ate naked or nearly so at some of the round tables left from last night. I counted up about twenty-seven people at the house -- about half the group that had been there the previous night.

Tara sought me out and was very affectionate. In the daylight, I could see the luster of her long brunette hair and the sparkling brown eyes that seemed to be smiling at me all the time. She was engaging.

I asked, "Is Macy part of your social crowd?"

Tara laughed, "In a way. She's also a flight attendant for Atlantic Airlines. We occasionally work together, so I thought of her when Carol first told me about your party. She wanted 'in' on the orgy, so here she is -- a happy camper -- after a night of total debauchery." She laughed. "We both loved it. I'd do this all the time."

Macy grinned at us, "I heard that... and... I agree totally. A new me emerged that I didn't know existed. I have an inner slut that got released. I'll never get that genie back in the bottle now. I loved every second and everything that happened -- all that I did and all that I saw." She waved over her shoulder and went back in the house to bring out more food.

I guess all the sex created some runaway appetites. A small mountain of food was prepared and mostly disappeared before the kitchen crew closed until the lunch hour. Ross and the others came out and joined us at a picnic table. Trish was glowing and she commented that she was mildly sore in all the right places. She made sure to explain that her remark did not mean that sexual things in her life had to go on pause.

After breakfast, there was a quiet time. People talked together in small groups. While sex, the party, the wedding, and other topics inspired by the past twenty-four hours were some of the conversation topics, others found common ground with new and old friends alike.

A few people did thank us for the best party of their lives and left the party. More than a few had pulled an all-nighter, and went off to nap before returning to work the next day.

Crystal had officially closed Crystal Blue Photography for the Monday after the wedding. Of course, I'd shut down my small business for a few days, too, but I was always available for an emergency. We'd all be able to catch up on sleep, even if we had another sexual day.

Kim and Tara really hit it off. The three of us talked about the plight of flight attendants and about women who traveled all the time. I was surprised at how often they were getting hit on by male travelers that thought they were God's gift to women.

Tara asked with a chuckle if it was still all right to proposition the groom. She looked around, "It seems the reception is still in process, so I'm hoping it's okay to ask the groom back into the bedroom."

Kim chuckled, sat up straight, and said, "Not without me."

The three of us went up to my bedroom and got down to business. Either the chemicals I'd used on my body were still having a desired effect or those two women just made me plain horny, but I responded well and soon I had my granite cock plunging in and out of two hot pussies.

I paced myself on each woman, so with some help from my fingers and the other woman, they each got a few orgasms in before we got really serious about mating with me. Ultimately, I dropped my first load of the day -- the daylight hours, that is -- in Tara. She was so sweet and romantic about it, too.

Tara and Kim then got into some sapphic stuff together that pleased me to watch: eating my jizz from the other, and then snowballing the load of cum I'd first popped into Tara's sweet pussy and then the second load I later left in Kim's twat. Of course, they both tried to shock me with French kisses while that was going on, but I was immune to that kind of teasing. I'd been there many times. We all just made each other hornier and hotter to continue.

Later, after we'd were somewhat sated, we napped, and then we returned downstairs. When we were temporarily alone, I asked Tara how it felt to have sex with a billionaire. She didn't understand until I explained about Kim's rapidly accumulating net worth and what she did for work. Tara was in awe, and I asked what lesson she drew from that and the fact that Kim had sucked my cum from inside her amongst other sexual deeds we'd just shared. I was laughing at the look on her face and the whole situation.

Tara got it in one.

Later, I saw Tara and Kim sitting casually together as equals. That was what Kim craved. She didn't want people sucking up to her; she got that all week in her business and with her prospects. Tara and Kim were both naked and working on their tans as they talked. A good sign. They'd bonded. That would mean they both came around the house hoping to see their new friend, and I wanted both of them in my realm.

Crystal and I talked about the past twenty-four hours, especially the evening sex party. Not surprisingly, we both had met people we wanted to have in our circle of friends.

Crystal commented about Adam Timms, the jet flight instructor. She'd apparently been having sex with him as I'd been fucking with his wife of twenty-five-plus years, and Crystal said that she loved the experience of the gentlemanly older man.

"You also saw me with Roy Marten and Daryl Wills. I couldn't imagine an orgy like we were having without at least one of the females getting DPed. I decided it'd be me. Those guys nearly put me in a mental institution. I got so horny, and so sensitive. I was having like one long continuous orgasm with them. They'd switch around, and often I wasn't even aware of it until after they switched. I'd just become aware that the cock bringing me pleasure wasn't the one I thought it was. So, call me a slut.

"I also got to fuck Dale Short -- our neighbor across the street. Ironically, he's the tall man with the curly dark hair. Did you get his wife?"

"Patricity? No, we only talked briefly at dinner. If I'm not mistaken that's the two of them at the other end of the patio talking to Doug and Penny Rogers -- our next-door neighbors. I bet their establishing the rules for a steadier swap of partners in the neighborhood. Look at the naughty looks on their faces." Crystal saw their embarrassed laughter with each other.

Later that evening, when I was balls deep in Patricity, she confirmed that the Shorts and the Rogers were going to be playing together on a frequent basis. I liked to see group sex spreading around the neighborhood.

I told Crystal my choices for membership in our unofficial weekend group sex club. We talked about Jill Timms, especially. "I need Jill in my constellation of friends as one of my older women who shares wisdom with me. Adam will be nice as a friend, too. Maybe I'll learn to fly."

"Elynn Ghent, that friend of Paul's that Ross introduced to us, would be a great choice," I also added. "We had a great time together and really bonded."

Crystal laughed, "I want tits like hers."

"She'd probably share with you. She has some unfortunate stories stemming from her over-endowment. Some of men and women at work discount her contributions and ideas because of her knockers. Besides, I think you are 'just right'." I made little air quotes to emphasize my point. I could have reached over and pawed at my new wife's chest, but I let that idea sink on its own merit.

"Elynn is very nice and smart as all get out. We need her intellectual horsepower among our good friends. Not only is she smart, but she can speed read. She told me that she read War and Peace -- all one-thousand pages, just for hell of it, in an afternoon."

Crystal probed, "And, I bet I know another woman on your list -- Tara."

"Well, yeah. I like her and she liked me. She's got the right attitude about all of this, even though a lot of it was new for her. Hey, she probably has your old job with the airline."

"She does. I did get to talk to her briefly even as she was serving some of the dinner. I at least learned about her job, and Macy's, as well. I don't mind having my successors in our tribe."

"Takes two of them to fill your shoes."

"She's been with them three years. Macy, too. She's becoming an old-timer in that job."

"You have any other recommendations?"

"Not specifically. I liked all of the new people. I think we have a 'type' and people invited friends that resonated with that motif. If any of them hang around, that'd be fine with me. I have no black balls to place. There were nine new men and five new women, plus the catering crew. I invited them all to hang out with us."

I chuckled, "I did, too."

The teens were all back beside the pool by mid-afternoon. I learned that following in four weeks, they had their graduation ceremony; at least those graduating from high school did. That meant that Lisa, Madison, and Harley would wear a cap and gown and get their high school diplomas.

Lisa was standing naked in front of me oiled up in suntan lotion telling me about the coming celebration and graduation dance and party. Lisa said, "I've had some long talks with Carol about how we could create an orgy like the one last night for all the seniors -- well, I should say 'some' of the seniors. I think we've got a lot of it arranged."

I chuckled, "Lots of condoms, a few morning-after pills, not too much alcohol, and hopefully a good locale. You should have lots of fun."

"It's here," Lisa said, as though I should know the obvious. She pointed downwards at the patio.

"Huh?"

"The graduation party is here. Well, not the sedate one. Our group isn't going to that one. That's at the Ritz ballroom downtown. The party here will be about thirty kids -- fifteen couples more or less, plus any strays that show up."

"Shit. Really?"

"Yeah. Don't get your knickers in a twist. Carol said it'd be all right. We've arranged and paid for everything. We're going to blend right in alongside the normal weekend party. You won't even notice us; we'll all be so busy fucking each other. Of course, you guys can all fuck us too, and vice versa." She giggled, "More teenage pussy to entertain you older guys."

"I'll notice. Will everyone be of legal age?" I had nasty visions of being trotted in front of the media cameras like Jeffery Epstein.

"Yes, we made certain. We will have snuck in some booze, but we're not heavy drinkers, so I doubt there'll be any problem. Also, no one in my group of friends does heavy drugs. There are a couple of potheads, but that's about all."

I just nodded. "You sure you really want the old timers around while you get all that graduation cock in your pussy?"

Lisa giggled, "A lot of that cock has already been in there, and yes, I think some of my friends want to see what the rest of the adult world is like. I think they're all counting on getting some cock or tail that they've never met -- and I mean of the older variety."

Later, I befriended Harley again, and we happened to talk about my work and my computer science background. He was going to go to college, but had remained undecided about what his major would be. We had a talk about STEM being the gateway to better and longer-lasting jobs -- science, technology, engineering, and math.

Harley knew a fair bit about computers, but was not in the nerd category in school, the way I'd been. I asked if he wanted me to throw a couple of challenges at him, and he did. I told him I wanted him to create an app for my iPhone that would retain and save something I drew on the screen -- a circle or square or rectangle, or maybe even a couple of words. I didn't expect much, but he nodded and said he'd give it a try.

I bridged into talking about the wedding and reception orgy with him. He was mildly embarrassed, and told me so. I asked, "Why?"

Harley started haltingly, "Until last night, I'd only fucked three girls -- Lisa, her sister Wendy, and Madison. I think they all took pity on me. I was probably going to be the only virgin at graduation until they ganged up on me.

"Anyway, last night Lisa set me up with some other women, including Madison's mother and Julie -- Wendy and Lisa's stepmother. I fucked my girlfriends' mothers. Unbelievable! I ended up fucking seven women over the course of the night. They were all older and I asked each one to help me to be a better lover. They did. I got many suggestions and put them all into play."

I asked, "Suggestions, such as?"

"Stacy taught me how to be an ace at eating pussy. She was also really good at what she called 'dirty talk', and when to use it with a woman. Julie taught me about erogenous zones, and how to really turn on a woman with foreplay. Kim made me be more dominant with her, although she was pretty directive. She also taught me about eating cum from a woman's pussy -- anybody's cum.

"Crystal, your new wife, taught me about how to control my orgasms -- she made me last and last during our fuck. I kept wanting to orgasm because being in her pussy was so good, but... I knew I'd be punished if I came, so I didn't. Eventually, she let me cum and then had me eat her out. Her sister Trish, who I guess is thus your new sister-in-law, was there and taught me about a whole variety of sexual positions and what each one does for a woman or man. She liked to ride me and have me fondle and suck on her breasts.

"That Irish girl, Colleen, had me fuck her ass. I'd never done that before. God, she was sexy as all hell. She said that I was a magnificent find because my cock isn't over-size like some of the other men. She taught me about using lubricating fluids and things to make the sex easier depending on which sex hole I was plugging with my cock.

"The last woman I was with was an older lady named Beth. I think she's now your mother-in-law, although she told me that the two of you fuck all the time when she's in town. She educated me about how to ignore the taboos that society has in place, and to enjoy being a male slut. She was a great fuck, by the way."

I chuckled, "Well, you got my wife, my sister-in-law and my step-mother, and my mother-in-law. I can't think of a better education. Now, don't forget any of that and you'll have one helluvah college career."

"Lisa told me to keep coming back here on Saturday nights for refresher seminars." He grinned.

I laughed. "Then you better do as she told you. You're an asset to have hanging around with us. We were shy some men, and now I think we have more men than woman, that is if they all show up at the right time."

I'd been stewing about Carol ever since I had a realization the night before when I realized how much work she put into our wedding and the orgy. All her effort had been done with love and a desire to please Ross, Trish, Crystal, and me.

I found Crystal talking to her sister, I I joined them. Fortunately, we were relatively alone. I said, "I have a blunt statement to make, so I want you to bear with me until I can explain the whole thing. I want to marry Carol."

I watched the look on Trish and Crystal's face, but it just remained neutral and understanding for a second and then broke into smiles. They were all nodding in understanding and agreement.

Crystal said, "Oh, perfect. You don't need to explain. I get it. I understand fully and I agree. I'm in the same place. I love her so dearly."

Trish was smiling, "I'm the same way and I know Ross is. What would you do?"

"I want to buy her an engagement ring, and propose to her -- I guess as a representative of the entire family. I kind of think she'd accept. She lives with us all the time now. She doesn't even have her apartment anymore. We are her home and her family already."

Crystal said, "Just make sure all four of us are with you when you propose. A few others from our gang wouldn't hurt either; that way, she'll know we're willing to go public about it. I'll go with you to get the ring. I think this is very important, especially that it happens soon. Now that she's living with two married couples, I don't want her to get to thinking that she's a fifth wheel of some kind."