Adult Situations Ch. 89-90

I slowly unwrapped Margit's arm that she'd thrown over me, and I scooched down the bed until I was free from the other bodies. I went into the bathroom and shut the door so I didn't disturb the others.

I did my morning routine including a shower, and then tiptoed back through the bedroom and downstairs with a towel around my waist.

Elsa was happily busy in the kitchen getting ready to serve breakfast. She was humming some song that I recognized but couldn't name. I hugged and kissed her, told her how appreciated she was, and then she shooed me away and had me sit at the counter. I was impeding her progress.

We were chatting when Margit appeared, beautifully naked and freshly showered. She must have been awake when I left the bedroom. I pulled her to me, and kissed her good morning. She tasted minty, so some how she'd brushed her teeth. We always had a display of new toothbrushes in all of the upstairs bathrooms so if guests stayed over, they'd find a way to clear the cobwebs out of their mouth in the morning.

I asked her, "You okay after last night. The open sex can be a lot to suddenly handle if you're not used to it."

She grinned and referred to herself in the third person. "Margit is very happy. Best is that she made love with you. She also liked Paul and Harley and another man named Ross. He was older. He loved making love with Margit as much as her father does. Margit is in love with everybody."

Somehow, I avoided looking shocked that she enjoyed sex with her father. Instead, I chuckled, "Ross is my father. His wife is also my sister-in-law and my step-mother."

That sentence made Margit pause and think about the relationships involved. Her brow furrowed. She finally said, "He told me you also make love to his wife."

"I do. She may have had my baby, or it could be Ross's. Either way, it's okay with all of us."

She nodded, "There are many situations like that in Sweden. My brother may only be my half-brother, but no one cares to find out."

"When did you come to America?"

"I came to go to college here. I had a student visa, but I also applied for a permanent visa and a green card. It took over two years, but finally I got both from your State Department. My family is still back in a place called Ostermalm. It is a nice part of Stockholm, but crime is rising. My father is executive manager for large shipping company. My mother works for large consulting company. Both involved heavily in information technology. That was another motivation for me taking your class."

Ann and Paul came in the door from the patio. Thanks to my father, Paul maintained a room in Ross's house. My guess was that last night the two of them slipped away to sleep together. They did have that freshly fucked and scrubbed look about them. They were also cheery and helped lighten the mood for everyone on Saturday morning.

Elsa set up the kitchen counter so that breakfast could be served buffet style. We each got a plate and then found a seat to eat. Several of us actually used the dining room table. My four wives were there with me and Margit, Paul, and Ann.

After breakfast, I steered Margit out to the patio, ostensibly to talk to her about the pool, towels, and the like. Instead, I probed about her family's incest.

"Margit, were you ever forced to have sex with somebody, even within your family? You mentioned your father and brother. I just want to make sure that no one said or did anything inappropriate to result in your having sex with them."

"OH, NO," she retorted. "I know what you ask. No, never. I was the instigator much of the time. Let me explain."

She took a deep breath, "I had a friend who lost her mother at a young age. Her father was left to raise her. When she reached the age of consent, she seduced her father and, in most ways, became his wife. It was what she wanted. She loved him with all her heart.

"I saw that relationship as a model for what I wanted in my own family. I was of legal age, so I flirted and teased, much as I did with you in the classroom. I involved my mother, too, also flirting with her. I kissed them a lot, and then initiated physical contact in increasingly intimate ways. I naked a lot, too.

"My parents let me cross some lines, and then it was difficult for them to retreat. I didn't want to retreat. I pushed on doing more and more. I was able to suck on my mother's breasts while my father watched, and then a few days later he watched as I finger her to orgasm, and then eat her pussy.

"I asked him to masturbate as he watched us. The next time, I just shifted over to him and gave him a blowjob through to completion in my mouth. I showed him his cum inside my mouth, and then visibly swallowed. He was blown away. My mother didn't do that, but she watched and later encouraged. After that, she started to do that with him.

"Also, after that, we quickly started to enjoy intercourse -- only it really has been making love. We are all lusty, but intensely in love with each other. I almost begged them to include me.

"With my parents' permission, I also seduced my brother. He was much easier than my parents. I let him catch me masturbating with a dildo one afternoon after school. I asked if he wanted to touch my privates, and he did. Less than an hour later, I'd taken his virginity and we were lovers.

"When the weekend came, my parents went out -- supposedly. My brother and I started fucking, and then my parents were in our doorway. They'd come back and 'caught' us. I knew about it, but he didn't. I thought he'd disappear into the earth, but my mother was very kind and loving with him.

I went to my father, and mother went to my brother. He was naked, and so, 'to make him more comfortable' -- ha! -- she also stripped down. She toyed with him, blew him a bit, and then they started to make love beside father and me. Tobias was transported to another universe -- that's my brother. He goes by Toby."

I hugged the naked nymph of a young woman. "Okay. I just wanted to make sure that no body was pressuring you in some subtle way to have sex. Incest, as I hope you know, is not something to play with."

"Oh, yes. After we started, my parents held many conversations with Toby and me. They always offered to stop, but we didn't want to. I loved coming home from school and being able to make love with Toby, and then later, loving my mother and father. I love the physical aspect of our relationships.

"Later, I have boyfriends and we also fuck a lot. I never tell anybody about that until I tell you. Please do not over react. Everything is good."

"If you ever feel the need to talk about any of that with somebody, I am here for you. If you need a female to talk with, please talk to Ann or Crystal or any of my wives."

Margit smiled up at me. "Thank you. I'm fine. I did tell my parents that I was working at seducing you, and told them about really liking Professor Ann, even in a physical way. They will be visiting in about a month and want to meet you. They would like to talk to you about how you started to involve your circle of friends in such an intimate and inclusive way."

"We will welcome them. If they need a place to stay, we have guest rooms."

"I will tell them. My brother is very excited to be coming to America. He is looking at colleges, including the university."

"They do not have to join in our social and sexual activities, but they should be aware that they happen here every day. I prefer that they know that before they make their decision on whether to stay with us or not."

Margit laughed, "I will tell them and make sure they see the decision that is to be made. However, I am sure they will want to stay here and join in with the sexual activities. They are very open about how sexually aroused they are all the time. I think it is genetic, because I certainly feel the same way." She giggled and added, "Toby is teenage boy full of hormones. Sex is about all he ever thinks about."

I pointed around at the three houses, "Everybody here is that way. Maybe you found a new home."

I had an idea, but I knew I needed to check with my wives and housemates."

"Where do you live, by the way?"

"I have an apartment with another girl -- Robyn Hoffman. She spells her first name with a 'Y'. She'd like being here with all the affection and sex, too. You would like her, too. She's older than me by a year, and wants to be a high school teacher. She is graduating next week. I've been telling her that she will have a problem teaching."

"Why? What's wrong with her?"

"Oh, nothing really. It's just in high school where she will teach, all the young men are horny and Robyn is very sexy and good looking. When Robyn shows up to teach mathematics, geometry, and trigonometry, she will have an eager audience of males, but they will all want her body and not the knowledge of math. She will get asked out a lot by her students." She chuckled.

"If you want to stay around today, you could invite Robyn to join you here. Swim, sun tan, be friendly with everyone. I won't bother you. This evening, however, might be a shock to her when the sex starts. It will be even more intense and evident than last night."

Margit laughed, "You bother me even when you're not near me. I will invite her. I am guessing that she will want to stay for the whole party."

I showed Margit the bar including the bar refrigerator that was full of various soft drinks, beer, and some wine. There were also various bar foods in containers nearby -- peanuts, pretzels, and such. I told her to help herself. I told her about lunch, and explained that I needed to go take a flying lesson. She seemed interested in that, but I left her there.

As I went back through the house to change, I saw Heather and aimed her at Margit. She looked happy to have a friendship assignment from me.

I drove out to the airport, and Lexi sent me directly to the plane with the task to preflight the plane.

I went over the whole plane twice, and then even consulted the written checklist that was kept inside the plane. As it turned out, I'd gotten everything on the first pass.

Lexi came outside. "Is this plane safe to fly?"

I nodded. "As far as I can tell, yes."

"Then let's go," she said. She made a gesture of saying a prayer and mumbling some unintelligible words at the sky.

Lexi said, "We're doing an instrument flight to Naples Municipal Airport. The designator is KAPF. You need an instrument cross country trip in your logbook before you take the flight test. Ready, go."

I took about five minutes working out the flight details, and then called Clearance Delivery on the radio to file the IFR flight plan. They were ready for the request apparently, because they told me 'Cleared As Filed' almost instantly. I went over to Ground Control, got my transponder code, and got clearance to taxi to runway 32, the active runway at SRQ.

A few minutes later, we were airborne. Lexi handed me the dreaded hood. I went under the hood and noted the time. I went over to Departure Control, and was cleared Direct to KAPF. I hit the right buttons on the GPS to activate the flight plan electronically.

We climbed to altitude, and headed south. We went right over Venice Airport, but I couldn't see it. Center had me deviate slightly for traffic on the way into RSW -- the big airport serving the Ft. Meyers area.

As we got closer to our destination, I was handed off from Center to Approach Control. I had the ATIS information, and the approach plates set up for Runway 5, the active runway. When I was handed off to the Tower, they cleared me for the landing. Traffic was non-existent.

I flew the approach right to minimums, and then tore the hood from my head and landed the plane. Lexi was reading her cellphone, but I knew that she watching me like a hawk.

We taxied into the FBO and parked. We shut down, tied down, and arranged for the plane to be refueled.

Lexi smiled at me, "Great. Our ride should be out front." That statement surprised me. I thought I'd get a dose of stale crackers from the airport vending machine for lunch.

Instead, Lexi had the Uber that she'd arranged drop us in downtown Naples. We strolled along and then went into a restaurant named Gulf Coast. As it turned out, we had a reservation. She was sneaky in a good way.

Lexi and I sat in comfortable wicker chairs looking out at the pool and the Gulf of Mexico. There was no shortage of sexy bikinis around the nearby pool. We both had Caesar salads with Mahi Mahi. We also had sparkling water. Any other time, without the requirement to fly home, I would have had a house wine over ice.

We dawdled over lunch and talked about many other things. We reminisced about the Appalachian Trail. Lexi and Andy were getting itchy again to hike someplace else.

Although she wasn't religious, she talked about walking the Camino de Santiago in Spain. The trail was 500 miles long and would take about thirty days to transit. It is heavily traveled but goes past some beautiful scenery. Also, there are inns and hostels all along the entire trail. A tent is not needed.

Her talk of the trail inspired me to look into it further. I joked about flying the Cessna 172 over to Spain and then flying back. While potentially feasible, the idea was genuinely ridiculous.

After lunch we walked around Naples proper a little holding hands and kissing often, and then got another Uber back to the airport. We checked over the plane and filed another instrument flight plane to return to SRQ.

Two hours later, I walked onto the patio behind my house. Three nude and very sexy women sat on a conversational triangle of chaises chatting. They were all lathered up with suntan lotion, and positively glowed with sex. I knew two of them: Heather and Margit.

I walked up to the three. None of them showed any modesty concerns. I bent down and kissed Heather and then kissed Margit. Both of them lit up like a Hollywood premiere.

I said to the third, since there'd been no introduction, "Robyn, do you want a kiss, too?" I felt certain the unknown female was Robyn, because Mar's description fit her to a tee.

She grinned and I went to her and kissed her very tenderly, extending the kiss for a long time and allowing my tongue to sweep across her lips just at the end. I got that same smile from the new girl.

Robyn was delicious, and it wasn't just her kiss. She was another blue-eyed blonde, only from Texas. She had perky tits, and a svelte figure, and a beautiful crop of blonde pubic hair that she'd trimmed into the shape of a heart.

Margit said, "How did you know it was Robyn?"

"Well, we were talking about your roommate, however briefly, just before I had to leave the house for my lesson."

Robyn said, "Margit said you take flying lessons?"

"Yes. I'm working on my commercial and instrument ratings, and building time. The more hours, the better a pilot I'll be."

Heather jumped in, "Lexi, his flight instructor, comes around here all the time with her husband. They both like to be with all of us in all the ways I mentioned earlier."

I said, "Robyn, can you stay for cocktails and dinner?"

"I can. Thank you for the invitation. Heather already extended one to me. I am looking forward to the whole evening." She gave a sheepish grin.

I said to Heather and Margit, "All you need to do is let Elsa know you have an additional mouth to feed. It might make a difference to how much food she prepares."

Heather gestured at herself, but I shook my head. "I'll tell her. I want to get into some shorts. Lexi and I had upscale salads down in Naples. Better than the proverbial one-hundred-dollar hamburger that many pilots refer to as their luncheon destinations."

I left the three and went inside. I told Elsa about Robyn, but she was ahead of me. "I saw the three sitting there and figured that Margit would be here, and then her adorable friend. No problem." She giggled and added, "You are going to get so lucky tonight with all that young pussy."

Carol and Crystal were at the dining room table paying bills and working on the books for Crystal Blue Photography and Gulf Coast Photo Studios. They were being studious, so after some brief kisses I left them alone.

Jean was tending to Matthew and about to put him down for a nap. This was one of Emily's days off, and she'd gone off to the beach with her British boyfriend. She told me that Elynn had gone next door to socialize. I thought that her brand of socializing might involve sex and chuckled.

I stripped naked and just as I was about to put on my athletic shorts there was a knock on the door jamb of the master bedroom door. On automatic, I said, "Come in."

Margit came in followed by Robyn. Margit was not shy or timid. She came right up to me and kissed me, pushing her naked body against mine. She said in a near whisper, "Will you make love to us. Robyn wants this and I need this."

I wondered whether there was a real decision there. I said, "Yes," also automatically. I gestured to the big bed and tossed my athletic shorts aside.

I also pulled Robyn to my nakedness and she pushed her body against me, trapping my tumescent cock between us. She reached down and fondled me as we kissed. She didn't seem at all concerned that we were relative strangers.

I said, "You know this is not a one-night stand. I expect you to be around here a lot, almost living all your waking hours here when you aren't working or doing something else along those lines."

"I know. Margit told me. She told me Saturdays were special, too, because everybody that could showed up to party. We got Heather to tell us all about it. I'm really looking forward to it, but most of all I'm looking forward to having you as a lover. Margit is your devotee."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Not now. I did up until a month ago, but we're graduating and won't be near each other, so we broke up by mutual agreement. He also wanted to be exclusive, and I didn't. I think that's going to work well with this group according to what Heather said."

"It will." As we'd talked, I'd pulled Margit's nude body in on my other side. I had a lot of naked skin rubbing against me. I was also erect.

Robyn looked at my cock in her hand. She said, "I love to give blowjobs. May I?"

There was another automatic answer from deep within. Both Margit and Robyn dropped to their knees on the plush carpeting, and they started a double BJ on me. I was glad we had a couple of hours before the cocktail hours started.

List of Characters (Dramatis Personae)

Couples grouped together.

Dave Toller and Crystal Wolcott -- cyber security expert/Ross's son & flight attendant/runs Crystal Blue Photography (CBP).

Ross Toller & Trish Wolcott -- Investment manager/Dave's father & nurse/Crystal's older sister.

Greg Caldwell & Darlene Mentis -- Lawyer & nurse. She works w Trish.

Mitch & Deborah Singer -- Runs Silver's Gym & flight attendant.

Molly & Jake Walters -- private porn client of CBP & kinky husband.

Allison & William Kirby -- private porn client of CBP & husband.

Kit & Dax Morrison -- private porn clients of CBP.

Brian & Beth Wolcott -- Trish & Crystal's parents. Farm equipment sales & middle school teacher.

Carol Grainger -- video editor for CBP

Jackie Turner -- private porn client of CBP

Maitlin Westlake -- private porn client of CBP

Steve & Julie Wallace -- client of Crystal + HVAC bux. & runs modeling agency

Wendy Wallace -- Steve's daughter. College freshman.

Lisa Wallace -- Steve's daughter. High school senior.

Derek Frost -- Wendy's BF. College sophomore.

Jade & Carl Dewherst -- bride and groom

Ken Beck & Savannah Sorrell -- best man and matron of honor at Jade & Carol's wedding

Kim Stanley -- Julie Wallace's mother; Lisa and Wendy's grandmother; rich venture capitalist.

Madison Landry -- high school senior; friend of Lisa's.