Mothers and Daughters Ch. 05

This is the fifth chapter in a series of postings about a young woman, Melissa, who returns from college with her new boyfriend, Jamie, for a visit to her home, a ranch in a remote corner of Southeastern Oregon, and discovers that her parents, Lisa and Luke, have drastically changed their sex lives. This chapter opens immediately following an unplanned naked mud fight among the four. It will work better if you have read the prior Chapters.

Once Luke had hosed the mud off everyone the two naked couples walked in silence back up to the house. All four were thinking about the mud fight and whose body parts they had each grabbed and just how inappropriate their conduct might have been. The answer in most cases was very inappropriate. Jamie was sure he had grabbed Lisa's boob at one point, and instead of releasing it when he realized it wasn't Melissa's, he continued to massage it with the handful of the slimy mud he had slathered on it, which meant he was fondling his roommate's mother's boob. Not good. Luke had no idea whose ass he had been massaging, but he was pretty sure it wasn't Lisa's, which meant . . . yeah, he had been fondling his daughter's ass. Not good. Melissa was virtually certain that the cock she had grabbed and slowly stroked with the slippery mud was not Jamie's so . . . yeah, she had been stroking her father's cock with a hand full of slimy mud. Not good. And Lisa . . . well, Lisa hadn't paid any attention to whose cocks she had been stroking in their mud fight (there were definitely two different ones), and she wasn't particularly worried about it, but she was pretty sure the big soft mud covered boob she had been fondling wasn't one of hers, so it had to be her daughter's. Also not good.

When they got to the porch, Luke spoke up. "Listen up everyone. That was a lot of fun, but there may have been some, how shall I say 'inappropriate ass grabbing,' that we wouldn't want to advertise to anyone. But as the Rev always says when he comes to visit, what happens on the Ranch stays on the Ranch, so lets all go finish cleaning up, have dinner, and not be worrying about it." Everyone nodded, relieved to given an out from their misconduct.

At dinner that night, both Lisa and Melissa were wearing their extra short cut-off jeans. Melissa had cut another inch off hers, not wanting to be upstaged by her mother. Now neither pair did an adequate job of covering the owner's butt cheeks. Neither of the men complained. Mother and daughter both had crop top T-shirts on, but there was no sign of a bra being worn by either. Just to up the ante, they had stood in the kitchen giggling as they took turns with a pair of kitchen shears trimming additional length of the bottom of each other's shirts, until neither shirt fully covered the bottom of their boobs. Jamie and Luke noticed their partners scanty dress but refrained from commenting. Dinner was at first subdued, with everyone wondering where things might go later this evening or tomorrow when energies were restored.

Just as dinner was ending, Luke received an e-mail from their son Sam. He looked up and said, "Sam and Gina will be here tomorrow morning."

"Oh that's a nice surprise," Lisa said. "I didn't think he was going to have time to get up here while Melissa and Jamie were here. And Gina too. That's great. Are they bringing the twins (Gina and Sam had twin four year olds)."

"No. Sam wants to have a look at the work I want him to do on our diversion structure and Gina, well I guess she just wants a day away from the kids. They have her Mom to look after them."

Lisa and Luke exchanged a silent look that said, "And maybe Gina just wants to get laid by someone other than Sam and Sam wants to watch."

"What's a 'diversion structure'?" Jamie asked, unaware of any ulterior motives Sam and Gina might have for a visit to the ranch.

"Oh," Luke said. "A mile or so up the hill from the end of or pasture, Antelope Creek veers off to the east, towards where it joins the Owyhee. We have a little check dam above there that backs up enough water so we can divert our share of the stream into a ditch that runs down to the pond we have just above the pasture. Then we draw down on that pond all summer to irrigate the pasture. We're not raising cows up here right now, but we will cut a little hay a couple of times this summer that we will haul down to Vale or over to French Glen. It's important that we keep using that water to irrigate. We need to do that to protect the water right. It's one of the oldest ones on the drainage. Even if we wanted to abandon this place completely, we could sell those rights to down-stream users. Probably the most valuable asset we have up here. But if we don't keep using them, they go away."

"But you don't want to abandon this place, do you?" Melissa asked in concern. No one reacts well to the idea of their childhood home being abandoned.

"No, of course not," responded Lisa. "We have way too much fun up here."

Luke snickered, and everyone looked at him. "What your mother means is that we have way too much sex up here to abandon this place."

"And who is 'we'?" Melissa asked. She knew before she asked that the answer involved more than just Lisa and Luke.

Lisa laughed. "Lots of people. We have a group of friends who like to come up here and visit with us and, . . . well, take advantage of the fact that there is no one else around."

"You mean walk around naked?" Jamie asked.

Luke smiled, "Well, that's generally how it starts. It usually goes a bit further than just walking around naked."

"I see," responded Melissa. "So have you ever had an orgy up here?"

Luke laughed in response, "That depends on your definition of orgy."

Lisa snickered, "I'm hard pressed to think of a definition of orgy that wouldn't include that time the Rev and about twenty of his friends were screwing their brains out on the front lawn."

Finally Melissa was shocked. "You mean there were twenty naked people having sex on our front lawn?"

Luke looked at Lisa. "Yup, I think that's about right," he said. "Well, some of them might not have been completely naked, but they were all naked enough to be thoroughly enjoying themselves, if you know what I mean. And there were at least twenty that time don't you think Babe?"

Lisa chuckled. "For sure. It was quite a party. And everyone wound up naked by the time the day was out. We still have a box of unclaimed clothing out in the barn.

That's what that box of Crocs over in the corner there is for too," Luke added. "We don't want people wandering around naked and tearing up their feet if they get off the lawn."

"And were you two participating . . . I mean with other people." Melissa asked, returning to the orgy.

"Yup." Luke responded. Lisa nodded in agreement.

"How many?" Melissa asked.

"Like we said," Luke answered. "It was about twenty."

"All twenty?"

Lisa laughed, "Oh, oh. I see what you mean. No I didn't have sex with twenty people that afternoon." She paused and thought for a moment. Then she giggled. "At least I don't think so, but I really don't know how many. We don't keep score do we dear?" she said, looking at Luke.

Luke laughed. "No it's about enjoying yourself. Not a contest. Besides there's a lot of ways of 'having sex,' so keeping score would get complicated, and we do our best not to have any rules at these parties."

"Right," Lisa said, and then she launched into a graphic description of all the things people do that could be characterized as "having sex."

Melissa let her mother run on for a while describing lewd sex acts before she finally interrupted, "All right, I got it." Lisa's graphic descriptions were arousing her. She had put one hand in Jamie's lap and noticed immediately that he had an erection. "What am I doing stroking Jamie's dick at the dinner table with my parents," she asked herself. "But then, they were doing it last night. When in Rome, do as the Romans do, even if they are lascivious." She dragged her hand along the length of Jamie's cock and let her lust overcome her inhibitions about place and time.

Lisa paused her litany of sex acts. "Oh. Okay. I can get a little carried away sometimes." Her hand was stroking Luke's cock through his trousers again. The discussion had aroused her. Luke had his big hand between her legs, stroking the inside of her thighs. "Sorry. Being able to talk about sex graphicly, really graphically, was one of the things the Rev taught us. One time he gave us a list of dirty words, you know the really dirty ones, and told us to use them with each other all the time, not just when we were having sex, but also whenever we talked, until our next session with him. The next time we met, we sat around the dinner table and the Rev insisted we use filthy language while we dined. It was quite a dinner."

"There's really a challenge to that," Luke said. I mean it's easy to use the F-word for punctuation, but then you just sound like one of our wranglers. The challenge is to take words like prick, pussy, clit, dick, cock, cunt, tit, cock sucker, cunt licker, cum, jism, whore, gigolo, slut, horn dog, you know, and work them into a real conversation. Funny thing how often you wind up in bed that way."

"Luke!" Lisa scolded him.

"It's okay Mom. We all went to high school," Melissa said.

Luke continued, "It's much easier to discuss politics that way. You can go ahead and say what you really think, and no one takes offense at your language. Of course they might disagree with your politics, but I don't care much about that anymore. Of course I don't know where you can get away with saying what you think like that except in an event organized by the Rev."

"Luke you're terrible."

"And what was going on under the table?" Melissa asked trying to return to the description of the training at the Rev's house. She remembered from her mother's morning descriptions that the Rev's dinners had above the table and under the table rules.

Lisa turned and looked at Luke with a gleam in her eye. "Oh we were having a little fun. Weren't we, Luke?" As she spoke she leaned against Luke and rubbed her soft breast against his arm. She had spread her legs and he was rubbing her sex through what little of a crotch there was on her cutoff jeans. He could feel her juices leaking around the tiny strip of cloth covering her sex, slippery and warm on his fingers.

"Mmm, yeah we certainly were Babe." He moved his arm so it rubbed Lisa's breast. It was obvious to Melissa and Jamie, but they were both too horny to be offended.

Melissa reached up and grabbed Jamie's hand off the table and put it in her lap, while her other hand continued to stroke his erection through his jeans. Melissa had given up on the idea of being uncomfortable with inappropriate conduct at her parents table. Apparently, there was no inappropriate conduct here, and besides she was becoming seriously aroused. She was sure no one had seen her place Jamie's hand in her lap, but of course they had. Lisa smiled to herself. Like mother, like daughter, she thought. She rubbed her tit against Luke's arm again, not caring if her daughter saw it.

Melissa jumped a bit when she felt Jamie's fingers pressing against her sex through her pants. "Is there more, Mom," she asked, wanting her mother to tell all the graphic details as she had earlier in the day.

Lisa understood. She smiled and said, "Lots."

Luke laughed. "There is always more at the Rev's house."

"There was another couple there, Sandra and Andrew, that we hadn't met before," Lisa said, picking up the story. "They had been through the Rev's training a couple of years before and liked to help with 'newbies' like us. Andrew is a big guy, probably 6-2 or 6-4, only a couple of years out of college then. He was sitting next to me. Sandra is a buxom young lady, shorter than me with blonde hair cutoff just below her chin. She is just a couple of years older than you and Jamie."

"Cutest sparkling blue eyes ever," Luke interrupted. Lisa squeezed his cock. "And a cute little round butt," he added. Lisa rolled her eyes . . . and squeezed his cock again.

"Sandra works as a paralegal for a Boise law firm and Andrew is an accountant," Lisa continued. "When they first started counseling with the Rev, they were both too shy to have sex even with each other, unless it was dark and they were under the blankets. Now they're two of the horniest people we know, exhibitionists really. The Rev works wonders with people."

"The Rev always arranges the seating at dinner. Andrew was sitting next to your mother and Sandra was sitting next to me," Luke said. This time it was Melissa that rolled her eyes, thinking, how else would it be.

As they talked, Luke moved his hand away from Lisa's crotch long enough to release the buttons on his jeans and pull his fully erect cock out. Now Lisa could stroke it. Oh yes, she thought. She loved the feel of his warm hard cock, its soft skin, the shape of its bulbous head, the bumps in the surface of the shaft caused by his engorged veins, the slippery precum that was oozing from its tip. Yes, Lisa loved an engorged cock, and Luke's engorged cock in particular. Her only problem with a big hard cock like Luke's was what to do with it first. She could stroke it until it came and watch the slippery white cum shoot, stream after stream, from the tip. There was something so kinky about watching a guy squirt, but then it would go limp. She could lick the sides of the shaft and engulf it into her mouth and suck on it, pulling it down her throat for as long as she could hold her breath and then make it cum, squirting that cum into her mouth to swallow or to let dribble from her mouth and down on to her tits. Yes, she loved cocksucking, but then it would go limp. Or she could just spread her legs, feeling like a slut as she opened herself to the cock's owner, and let the cock penetrate her slippery wet cunt, filling her up and pounding her until it squirted it's cum deep into her womb as she screamed with an orgasm. And she didn't care if it went limp for a while after that. So many choices. But before she started to stroke Luke, she released the buttons on her jeans and shifted her hips enough to slide them down from her waist so they were around her knees. She held them there by spreading her legs. It felt so indecent, to be sitting at dinner across from her daughter and Jamie with her pants pushed down to her knees and legs spread to allow Luke's talented fingers access to her sex. Deliciously indecent.

"And so was everyone . . . how shall I say . . . fully dressed below the table?" Melissa asked. She was over being shocked by her mother's story of the orgy in the front yard. Now she was horny and wanted to her about her parents training session with the Rev, and she wanted to hear about it in graphic detail. She looked down and saw that her nipples were swollen and were holding up little tents in her T-shirt. She noticed that her mother was in the same condition and that the bottoms of her big soft tits were protruding from her cropped top T-shirt even more than they had been when dinner started.

"What?". . . Lisa paused, her mind trying to recover the conversation from the lewd thoughts she had been having about cocks. . . . "Oh, yes. Yeah sure. Were we fully dressed? We started out that way. Right . Fully dressed," she said, trying to sound innocent, but feeling anything but. She had her hand wrapped around Luke's erect cock and had been fantasizing about making cocks cum while she was sitting at the dinner table with her daughter and her guest. Not at all innocent.

Luke laughed. "I know for a fact that neither you nor Sandra had any panties on. I had my fingers in you as we were driving over to the Rev's house, and I found out that Sandra wasn't wearing any before we got through the first course of dinner. So no, they weren't 'fully dressed.'" Luke had worked two finger tips into Lisa's cunt, now that she had moved her pants out of the way.

"Luke, panties don't count. No one ever wears panties to the Rev's house, except maybe on their first visit."

Luke laughed. "Or around here," he said, disclosing Lisa's indecency below the table, "but go on with your story dear." Lisa responded by sliding forward, forcing his fingers deeper into her cunt. When she did that her shorts slid off her knees and fell to the floor. She pushed them quietly away from her feet and spread her legs wider. Now she was naked from the waist down. Fuck it, she thought. This is too good to stop.

"Like your Dad said, we were talking a rather obscene version of politics above the table and below the table he was fingering Sandra, and her husband Andrew was fingering me. God, I was so horny. After a while Sandra and I each opened our dinner partner's trousers and pulled out their big hard cocks. My god, Andrew had such a big one. It was about the same diameter as your father's but it had to be an inch longer."

By this time, Melissa was stroking Jamie's cock and she had, like her mother, pushed her pants down to her knees. Jamie had a couple of fingers in her cunt. 'When in Rome' she thought. She was sure her parents were doing something similar.

"Well, that doesn't tell me much, Mom. You know I haven't ever seen Daddy's dick." It was a lie of course, since, Melissa had gotten a good look at Luke's erect cock the night before. But like her mother, Melissa liked to play innocent when it was obvious she wasn't.

The foursome was silent for a while as they were all focused on masturbating their partner and trying not to think about Melissa's apparent desire to see her Daddy's cock.

Eventually Lisa resumed her description of their evening with the Rev, "Well we just cruised along like that, molesting each other, but above the table, we were pretending nothing was happening."

"That's so nasty, Mom. It's hard to imagine, sitting at the dinner table having a normal conversation while everyone is masturbating below the table."

"Yeah, hard to imagine," said Luke, his voice touched with sarcasm. Then they were all quiet while they continued their mutual masturbation below the table.

"So did you go down to the Playroom then," Melissa eventually asked. "Was that when you decided Andrew's cock was bigger than Dad's?" Melissa was really horny now. Like her mother she had pushed her shorts to the floor, so they were both naked from the waist down. She removed her hand from Jamie's cock for a moment and stretched, both hands above her head. The whole purpose was to pull the bottom of her crop top T-shirt above her tits. When she returned one hand to the table and the other to Jamie's cock, the bottom of the T-shirt stayed up, fully exposing her breasts and their swollen nipples.

"No, not quite yet," Lisa responded. "The conversation above the table had kind of paused. Could have had something to do with the four of us being to engrossed in the beneath the table activities."

"Yeah, I've noticed that can be a distraction," said Jamie, finally working up the courage to join in the conversation. He gasped very quietly as Melissa used her thumb to rub the head of his cock with the precum that was leaking from it.

"The Rev always likes to control things," Lisa said continuing with the details of the evening at the Rev's:

"When he decided he was losing control, he looked around and said, 'I think you four are being a bit naughty, aren't you'?"

"Everyone nodded but no one said anything. 'Well, as you know, naughty conduct is rewarded not punished in this house,' he said. 'Lisa and Sandra, I want each of you to stand up and take your skirt off.' We stood up and Sandra dropped hers immediately, but I was hesitant. The broad floor to ceiling widows of the Rev's dining room faced the street and the curtains had not been drawn. I would be exposed to anyone who drove or walked by.