Watcher, Player or Both? Ch. 01

My name is Amanda. Nothing special to look at, not especially pretty. Average height, 5' 4", light brown hair, which I keep short. Mum used to like my long hair but when I got old enough to chose, I had it cut really short, for easy care. My body is OK, my boobs aren't saggy. Although my bum wobbles, I quite like that. Even I have to say, I have good legs.

I'm an only child, just me, mum and dad at home. We weren't well off but I had a good childhood. Like everyone, I have my issues. I have trouble getting to sleep and wake easily, with any disturbance. People heading home from a night out, car headlights, shining through my window, just a couple of things, to wake me. My room, in our small, two bedroomed house, was pretty tiny. Room for a single bed, wardrobe and a small cupboard. I had a fear of being shut in, so mum would leave my door slightly open, at night.

I think I realised, pretty early on, that I was a voyeur. Not that I even knew, what that meant. I would hear mum and dad having sex. Even though they would wait, until I'd been in bed for an hour or more. One of the noises that would wake me. I'd picked up enough information, from my friends, to know what was going on, next door. I began masturbating to the sound, imagining what was happening. As I got older and bolder. I would peek out of my door, to see, if I could glimpse anything. Mostly, their door was shut. On odd occasions, I would get my wish. For the most part, I'd see the bedding rising and falling and hear noise, not loud. If I got lucky, I'd see mum, sucking dad's cock. Or, her on her knees, him fucking her from behind, sending her tits swinging. I never masturbated, at this point. I'd store up the memory and get myself off, back in my room. Far less chance of getting caught.

Things changed, just before I was due to head to university. Dad had an affair with someone at work. He moved out and mum started divorce proceedings. A week or so later, aunt Susan arrived, presumably for moral support. The three of us could have been sisters. I looked like mum, except her boobs are bigger and more saggy and her belly, is a little rounder. Susan is 43, a year older than mum. She had never married. She and I look really alike, apart from her hair, being a lot longer than mine.

I was surprised, the night she arrived, to hear some familiar sounds, coming from next door. With my usual curiosity, I peeped out, to see if I was lucky. Bingo. The door was open about a foot. Mum and Susan, sat cross legged, facing each other, masturbating. The performance was repeated nightly. The day before I headed off, to the new phase in my life, I hit the jackpot. Mum was on her back, aunt Susan between her legs, licking her pussy. Mum seemed to be enjoying this, a lot. No mention was ever made, of their night time routine. In the morning I grabbed all of my stuff and mum drove me, several hours away, to university.

In my first year, I was allocated a room, in the halls of residence. Not a particularly new building. At least the room was larger than the one at home. Wardrobe, bedside cabinet, chest of drawers, desk and chair. I didn't feel the compulsion, to have the door open at night. No bathroom. At the end of every floor, a large communal affair. Toilet cubicles, wash basins and showers, if you could call them that. A bit like some sports facilities, a large tiled area, covering one wall. No cubicles, just a row of shower heads, poking out, with a tray below for soap and shampoo. Down the middle of the room, a rail with hooks for your towel and a low wooden bench.

This was a female only space. Initially, trips to the shower or toilet, meant wrapping in a towel, or wearing a robe. As everyone realised, that showering would be a group activity, this soon relaxed. Therefore, at night, trips to the toilet, were often a naked dash. For someone like me, this was heaven. Lots of women, my age, frequently naked. I'd take my time, washing at the basins or taking long showers, hoping to see as much naked flesh, as possible.

With my insomniac tendencies, I began waking in the night. I was on the third floor of the building. This meant a neighbour either side, plus one above and one below. I started hearing grunts, groans and a bed moving. It didn't take long, to work out, these sounds weren't just from one direction. Masturbation, or something more? It was hard to tell but at least a couple of the residents were getting off, on a regular basis. Living in my tiny room, I'd leaned to keep quiet when cumming. That didn't seem to be the case, for most.

My time in the showers, was in my opinion, the highlight of this time in my life. Bodies of all shapes and sizes, some alluring, some not so much. One in particular fascinated me. A redhead, called Julie, her room was directly to the left of mine. Her hair was wavy, reaching half way down her back. Her skin, incredibly pale. He boobs were small, her nipples very pale pink, hardly discernable from her skin. I found it hard to keep my eyes from her pussy. Her pubic hair, fine, sparse and wispy, her labia, just visible and slightly crinkled. She was one of my nighttime noise makers.

Eventually, I found out, from someone in my tutor group, that the occupant of the room opposite mine, was in a relationship, with someone from the next floor up. I could hear them as I walked to the bathroom. They weren't bothered, about keeping it under wraps, either. They would frequently wash each other in the showers, even with other students in the room.

They were at it one night. I needed to pee. I left my room, eyes on their door. I bumped into Julie, literally, my hip hit her bum.

"I'm so, sorry, I got distracted." I said, pointing at the door.

"Sounds like they're having fun." She replied.

We headed for the bathroom. When I came out of the cubicle, Julie was washing her hands. I joined her at the basins. I didn't know what to say but she was bolder than me.

"Those two are at it all the time. They even miss lectures, to spend time in bed. You've probably seen them, at it in the showers too."

"I know, they keep me awake at night. They're not the only ones." I said, winking at her.

"Sorry, am I really that loud?"

"No, I'm a light sleeper and I'm sort of tuned in, to the sounds of people having sex."

"I'm not having sex, just getting myself off. Hard to ignore the sounds from the other room."

"Don't worry, I do it too. I just learned to keep quiet."

As we walked back along the corridor, I explained about my tiny room and not wanting to get caught. We both sniggered, as we reached our end of the corridor, the grunts and groans, were louder than ever. We got to Julies room, she opened the door.

"Come in, let's talk, as long as us both being naked, doesn't freak you out."

I nodded and stepped in. As expected, her room was identical to mine. The only differences, our choice of bedding and posters on the wall. We began to talk. Her upbringing, had been a world away from mine. Large suburban house, foreign holidays and the rest. She had a sister, two years older than her. She flicked her hair, I got this from mum. My sister is brunette, like dad.

"She inherited mum's tits, looks like I got dad's." She said, rubbing a hand across her chest.

"They look good to me."

She blushed slightly. She continued her story. Her parents were pretty laid back. They would walk naked, to and from the bathroom and bedroom. She and her sister Liz, just followed suit. Sex wasn't taboo, in their house. Her mum and dad would talk to them both, about sex and relationships. Her mum taught her about periods, contraception, sex and masturbation. All things I had to figure out, for myself or asking friends.

"If you think I'm loud, you should hear Liz. No idea what she does in her room but she screams, when she cums. Mum even told her to keep the noise down, as it was putting dad off. I think it runs in the family, mum is pretty loud, at times."

We both burst out laughing. Feeling emboldened by her confession, I explained about watching mum and dad and even mum and Susan. She seemed fascinated. She'd never seen her parents having sex but when they had guests, Liz and she had to share a room. They'd both watched each other masturbating.

"At first, Liz had a big, bush, like mum. Last time we shared, she'd shaved it off. I don't see the point with what I've got, down there."

"It looks great as it is. I hope you don't mind me saying this but I try and time my shower, to be there, when you are."

"I'm flattered. Are you lesbian?"

"I've no idea. I've never had sex with anyone, other than myself. It's just that I like looking, at women's bodies. So, it's a possibility."

It was getting late and we both had lectures, first thing. So, I got up and headed back to my room, after we'd arranged to talk more. The lesbian pair had packed in for the night. A few minutes later, I heard Julie cum. I fell asleep happy and had the best nights sleep, in years. Julie was studying law, I was doing civil engineering, so we didn't see much of each other, during the day. After lectures and study time was over, it was a different story.

She began knocking on my door, at shower time and we would head to the bathroom together. We would wash, looking over each other's bodies. When I'd arrived, my bush must have been like Julie's mum and sister. I now trimmed and shaved the edges, into a neat triangle. Julie seemed to approve of the change. After a shower, we'd spend hours, naked in each other's rooms, chatting and drinking tea. It turned out, that Julie had been in a couple or relationships, with guys, before coming to uni. She'd had sex, but it wasn't great. She preferred, for the moment, like me, masturbating. After about a week of these chats, things began to change. Julie had a furrowed brow.

"You look stressed. What's the matter?"

"This might sound a bit strange. I want the two of us to orgasm, like I did with Liz."

I didn't answer, I just started rubbing my nipples with one hand and ran the other down to my pussy. She smiled. I was sat cross legged at he foot of the bed, she was propped up on the pillows. Without a second though, she opened her legs. Her pussy was already wet. I even saw her asshole, for the same time. As pale as the rest of her. She stroked her crinkled labia, running her finger up and down. One hand on her clit the other, inserting fingers in to her pussy. I was in awe. I was struggling to concentrate on myself. She came, with the grunts and groans, I was used to hearing, through the walls. Her asshole twitched enticingly. As she watched me, I continued to rub my clit, until I came, open mouthed but silent.

"That was great, I really needed that. You always silent, like that?" She asked.

I nodded, still breathing hard. She move down the bed and stroked my cheek with the back of her hand. Other than me bumping into her, this was the first time we'd touched.

"Do you have multiple orgasms?

I clearly looked confused. In all the time I'd been getting myself off, I'd do it, cum and stop. She explained that some but not all women could have more than one orgasm. Without saying a word, she kissed my lips and slid her hand to where mine had been. I'd never had anyone touch my pussy before. It felt exciting but a little bit wrong. That feeling soon left me, as I felt another orgasm approaching. This was more intense, perhaps because of Julie. For the first time in my life, I let out a low groan as I came. Another first.

"Sorry about that. I couldn't resist. Good for plenty, I think." Said the red haired minx.

"Shit. That was great. Do that often?"

"First time I've wanked another woman. Multiple orgasms are a regular."

She moved back to the pillow end, lay back and opened her legs. An invitation? Whether it was or not, I went for it. I tried my best to copy what she had done to herself. Probably not quite right, but the end result seemed to please her. Her pussy throbbed, her asshole twitched. The first orgasm I'd seen, close up. I reached down and ran a knuckle over her anus. She just smiled. I lay down next to her and we both giggled.

This had been great. I'd cum twice and we'd got each other off. The second of these, was a first for both of us. As we lay there, we both agreed to to do this again, lots. Julie told me, that she'd had four or five orgasms in a night. Her sister Liz, even more but that she had to stuff something in her mouth, to stifle the noise. I asked if, everyone's ass pulsed like that. Pretty much was the response. She said, she'd seen Liz, sneakily oil up a marker pen and stick it in her ass. Apparently, her body convulsed when she came.

"Ever tried it?" I asked

"No but I'm going to. The orgasm looked way more intense, than anything I saw her have before. Mum told us both, about oral and anal, as ways to have sex. Guessing she'd done, or maybe continued to do both. I think the pen, is as far as Liz had gone, at least before I left. I've not done anything more than you just did."

That night, we slept together for the first time. For a change, nothing woke me, during the night. In the morning, I kissed her and snuck back next door, hoping nobody saw me. The clandestine nature, of what we were doing, turned me on. I'd always assumed, that when I grew up, I'd find a guy, get married and have a family. With the way I was feeling, that looked like only a vague possibility.

A few of days later, Julie was buzzing with excitement. She'd phoned Liz, to get the lowdown, on the pen incident. Initially, she had been shocked, that Julie had seen it. Even though, they had seen each other cumming, loads of times. Liz had discussed it with her mum, because of the intensity of the orgasm. Wondering if something was wrong.

"Mum has always been matter of fact with both of us, about sex. She says everyone does it, so it's not a problem."

I wish my mum had been like that. Liz had told Julie's mum, about her interest. The upshot, a phone call to Julie, with advice and a package in the mail. It had all been pretty mechanical and anatomical. Basically, look at the size of what comes out. With care and lubrication, something that size can go back in.

"From the conversation Liz had with mum, she thinks, mum and dad do it quite a lot."

Julie showed me a cardboard box, on her desk. The top flaps closed but the box had clearly been opened. She tipped the contents onto the desk. A large bottle of lubricant, four squidgy rubber butt plugs, two sets of two and two rabbit vibrators. I began to smell a rat.

"You told your mum about us, didn't you?"

"Might have." She grinned.

"Wasn't she shocked?"

"No, she did something similar in college. I'm not sure, that she doesn't still, from time to time. Besides, you already told me, your mum has sex with her sister."

"Fair point."

The smell from the box was rather artificial, chemical. Julie decided, she would wash them later. In the meantime, we got undressed and we began kissing and stroking each other. We had graduated from fingers to tongues, trying to copy, what I'd seen Susan doing to mum. It took some getting used to. Neither of us, initially, feeling comfortable, with having our mouths on another woman's pussy. Gradually, we got the hang of it. I managed to give Julie an orgasm with my tongue. It felt great.

Get the lubricant and use a finger. I followed the instructions, she'd got over the phone, whist licking her clit. She let out a squeal and I felt her ass grip my finger.

"My god, I can see why Liz liked it."

"My turn."

It felt strange, having a finger wiggling about, inside my bum. She was right though, when I came, it was like nothing I'd felt before. Better than the first time she got me off. My back arched, my legs shook and even quiet little me, let out a series of grunts.

By the time our first university break approached, Christmas, both of us were regularly using the butt plugs. We used the vibrators, alone and on each other. The first thing, other than Julie's finger, I'd ever had in my pussy. I didn't even put my own finger inside, when I masturbated, until we got together.

Julie was heading home for the festive season. They had a big family get together.

"Come home with me, for the Easter holiday. You'll love mum, dad and Liz."

I said I'd think about it, depending upon what mum was doing. I had a lunchtime lecture on the last day. Julie had headed off, the previous day. I packed my bag, a few clothes, wash things, books and my share of the sex toys, Julie's mum had sent. I'd had to buy some lubricant in town. No home time for me. Mum had gone on a warm weather cruise, to cheer herself up after the separation. That meant Christmas with Susan. I'd see mum for a few days, after new year. Susan lived about an hours bus ride, from the campus. By the time I arrived, it was about 6pm. Susan picked me up from the bus station and we headed to her house. I'd not not seen much of her. When she did visit, she usually stayed at a hotel, near our house.

A nice quiet neighbourhood. Tree lined streets. Her house, nothing special a nice semi detached house, with front and rear gardens. It was a few days before Christmas, other houses in the street, had decorations and lights hung. Susan's was the exception. She showed me inside, I dropped my bag by the door and she headed for the kitchen. She returned, carrying a bottle of white wine and two glasses.

"Take a seat, wine OK, or something stronger?"

I took a glass and sat down. Spirits give me a headache, so wine it was. We talked about my course, what I planned to do, when I graduated and her job. I said we should decorate the house, as I'd be here for a while. She said there were some decorations and an artificial tree, in the attic. We'll get them down tomorrow. She ordered in a pizza, it being late, by the time we'd finished, shooting the breeze. I think both of us were pretty tired. She showed me to my room and indicated hers. They were about the same size and double what I was used to, at home. I showered and went to bed.

In the morning I put on jeans and a shirt, scruffy but if I was going to the attic, no point spoiling good clothes. Susan made us tea and cereal for breakfast.

"You serious about decorating? I don't usually bother, being here alone."

"Of course, it wouldn't be Christmas, without at least a tree and lights."

"Pull he cord on the landing, the ladder will slide out."

She stayed in the kitchen to wash up. I headed upstairs. I think I pulled the rope a little hard, the ladder nearly knocked me over, as it came down. I pushed a couple of light switches, before I saw some illumination, in the hatch. I climbed up. Pretty dusty. Lots of old boxes, bags and cases. I found the tree pretty quickly, the only long thin box. I began searching for the decorations and lights. Old paperwork, clothes and toys. I flicked the catches on an old suitcase. Inside, loads of magazines and photo albums. The magazines, all lesbian porn. The albums, Susan with various women, having sex in all sorts of positions. I shut the lid. Eventually, I found what I had been looking for and headed back to the lounge, after closing the loft hatch.

Susan had a pot of coffee ready, when I got down. I'd obviously been a long time.

"Guess you found my old treasure chest?"

I must have blushed. I dropped my eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm not upset. I know you saw me having sex with Margaret, at your house. Your mum may be oblivious, when she's having sex. I'm not."

I must have looked pretty flustered. She poured out the coffee and began to explain. Their parents were pretty strict. I couldn't remember my grandparents, they died when I was little. Neither of the sisters, were allowed to date boys. There was a strict curfew. They knew from friends, about making out. As they were confined to the house, every evening, they began to experiment, with masturbation and oral sex. Mum had got married at the earliest opportunity. In fact, she hadn't done too bad. Until recently, she and dad had a pretty good relationship. Susan, had enjoyed the touch and feel of her sister and never really showed any interest, in men. On one level, this went OK, with her parents, no men. I'm not sure that what she got up to with women, would have got the same response.

"Were all of those women your girlfriends, lovers, or what?"

"Some of each. I've had a couple of fairly serious relationships, over the years. They ended amicably enough. Some of the others, were more short term. Mostly, married women, who found out, too late, that they preferred pussy to cock. They stayed married, either because of the family or to give a respectable appearance, to the neighbours. What about you?"

"I like to watch. I like looking at women's bodies. I started, by hearing mum and dad and occasionally watching. Like I did with you and mum. The showers at uni, are great for it. Now, I have a girlfriend."

"Come on, out with it. I've given you my life story and you've just looked at everything I have. Not that I don't look pretty much like you."

I described my relationship with Julie. Her cute body, what her family was like and what we did.

"Pictures?"

"We had used our phones, to take pictures of each other, clothed and naked. Just as reminders, until we got back, after the break. I debated about sharing but I'd seen all of the ones in the suitcase, so handed over the phone.

"Wow, she's really something. You're not bad either."

"You weren't supposed to be looking at that."

"We just had instant film cameras. A lot easier with a phone. You look just like Margaret, when she was your age but your pussy looks neater. She always had a big bush, still does."

"Ewww."

She began laughing. When we'd finished our coffee, she helped me downstairs with the boxes. We set about decorating, at least the lounge. Most of the decorations were pretty old but it felt a bit nostalgic. The lights were pretty old. A couple of the bulbs blew. When we finished, it didn't look too bad.

"Time for some shopping." I said.

We headed in to town. I bought some new LED tree lights. We started buying supplies for Christmas dinner. No point getting turkey for two, just chicken. Stuffing, potatoes, vegetables and even a small Christmas pudding, were added to our trolley, in the supermarket. Susan added a bottle of vodka and a couple more of sparkling wine. I put in some red wine and a large tin of assorted chocolates. All set. We headed back. I replaced the blown lights, with the new ones. The tree and the rest of the room, looked pretty good. Susan cooked some risotto for dinner that evening and we settled down to watch TV.

At about 10 we headed upstairs. I collected my wash bag and headed to the bathroom. Susan was naked and sat on the toilet.

"I'm so, sorry, I thought it was empty."

"My fault. I've got so used to being here on my own. I forgot to lock the door. Not that you didn't see all of this, this morning."

"Yes, but you're having a pee."

"Everyone does it. Never seen anyone else?"

"No, not even mum or Julie."

Susan opened her knees.

"Your mum and I used to watch each other."

"Again, too much information."

She sniggered. She wiped herself, flushed and headed to the shower. She did look like the picture of me, on my phone. Apart from the lack of pubic hair.

"Don't be shy."

I nervously, undressed, hanging my clothes on a hook, on the back of the door. I dropped my bra and pants to the floor. Like her, I sat on the toilet, keeping my knees a distance apart, so that she could watch. I wiped and flushed. She beckoned me forward. Good job it was a large cubicle. I stood beside her under the warm jets, from the monsoon shower. I was used to being in a shower with other women but not this close, even with Julie.

"I don't suppose you remember but I used to wash you, when your were little."

I shook my head. She began massaging shower gel across my body. I just stood transfixed. She briefly rubbed my pussy but I don't think it was in a sexual way. Watching her wash herself, it was just part of her routine. She turned off the shower and handed me a towel. She took two for herself, wrapping one round her head. Not an issue with my short hair, a quick rub with a towel and it was dry.

"Coming?" She said.

She left and headed to her room. I dried, wrapped the towel round myself and followed her to her room. She sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing her head with a towel. The towel wrapped round, under her arms fell and he boobs jiggled, as she dried her hair. She stood and walked to the dressing table, bent over and began waving a dryer, through her dangling hair. I guessed, my bum must look like hers. Nakedness seemed to be natural for her, as it had become for Julie and me. This felt a little less comfortable. Susan, picked her two towels and returned them to the bathroom.

I was still feeling a little self conscious. However, I'd spent weeks, sat naked, talking to Julie. So really, what was the difference. Now dry, I followed and put my towel over the heated towel rail. When I returned to her room, she was sat, with her back against the headboard. She tapped the mattress next to her. I went and joined her.

"OK?"

"Yes, it was a bit weird at first but nothing different, from being with Julie. We sit around naked, talking for hours. Definitely strange, watching each other pee."

"Can't have been that odd, I saw you open your knees, to let me see."

"Do you have a girlfriend at the moment?"

"No. I've been worried about your mum. She's been married since she left home. It's the first time she's been on her own. That's why, I booked the cruise for her. I know money will be tight, until the divorce is settled. It's an adults only, singles cruise. Maybe she'll meet someone."

We sat discussing what might happen, with mum. Both on the cruise and afterwards. I asked about Susan's relationship with mum, while she was married. There hadn't been much. Which would explain why, I'd not seen her that often. Dad had looked down on Susan, because of her inclinations. When he was away, she'd visit. Occasionally they'd have sex. Despite his attitude, dad was, according to reports, a pretty decent lover.

"Enough talking. It's been months since I had a woman in my bed. I need to get off."

I must have looked a bit embarrassed, shocked or a combination of the two.

"Don't panic. You said you watched, to start with. Stay if you want to, you have your own space, if you don't. It's how I started with Margaret. I'd masturbate and she'd watch. When she saw me cumming, she started too."

She licked her fingers and began rubbing up and down her pussy lips. The were larger than mine, a bit bigger than Julie's and just as wrinkled. I shuffled slightly, to see what she was doing. Gradually more fluid coated her fingers. She ran a finger between the lips, occasionally straying inside. He moved her left hand down, a finger either side of the ridge of flesh and pulled up, revealing her clitoris. I'd done my best to look at mine and Julies but never while we masturbated or had oral. She dragged her finger up and down, across the small ball of flesh. She repeated this over and over. I've no idea how long for, I just watched. She closed her legs and sighed. A smile on her face.

"Like what you see?"

"You bet. Do you rub your clit like that, all the time?"

"I like the direct contact. Some women are too sensitive to do that and only like rubbing over the skin of the hood. Never done it?"

"No, we've looked but always lick or touch over the top."

"Something new to try. I'm surprised your mum didn't show, or tell you more. She loved that and her clit is bigger than mine."

"OK, I get it. I'm going to have to get used to you talking about mum, all her bits and bodily functions. I can see why dad kept you away. You're a bad influence." I said with a smile

"You should talk to her, when she gets back. She may be more open with you, now your dad has gone. Does she know about Julie?"

"No. I wasn't sure how to bring up the subject. It hasn't seemed like the right time, since the separation. More on her plate than my sex life. I'm not really sure about it myself. I thought I was happy watching and wanking, until I met her."

"Talking of which, you're leaving a wet patch on my duvet."

She reached over and gently stroked my pubic hair. I did nothing to stop her. She placed her left arm round my shoulder and nibbled my earlobe. She began rubbing my pussy, it was heaven. Years of being with other women had paid dividends. No time like the present, I thought. I reached down and pulled back the skin, just below my pubes. I felt her finger on my clit. I'd started making little noises, when I was with Julie. This was like a volcano going off. I think I shouted. Her hand around my shoulder pulled me close. The fingers which had been on my clit, stroked my thigh. I could hear my breathing. It took several minutes, for it to return to normal.

"Direct on your clit, too painful?"

"No, it was great. I don't normally make much noise. None when I did it at home. The more I seem to do, the more noise I make. We've just been trying things as we go. You already know what you're doing. I'm not even sure what the noise was."

"It sounded painful but who cares. Make whatever noise you want. Plenty more to do and learn. If you want to. You want to please Julie when you get back. Sounds like her mum and sister will be helping her. Want to sleep here or in your own room?"

I stood by the bed, lifted the duvet and climbed in. She did the same, turned off the bedside light and cuddled up next to me. The second woman, I'd spent the night with. I woke at about 8am, on Christmas eve. Susan wasn't there. I headed to the bag in my room and put on a pair of pyjamas. Downstairs she was in the kitchen making coffee and toast.

"Obviously slept well"

I couldn't lie about that. For such a light sleeper as myself, I'd not heard a thing and couldn't recall stirring, even when Susan got up. We ate breakfast, drank a couple of cups of coffee and started looking ahead.

"What do you want to do today?" She asked.

"A bit of a walk, for some fresh air, old movie on the TV and a couple of drinks. That's what we normally do at home."

"Fine, let's go with that. Go and get dressed. There's a nice park, by the river, not too far away."

We wrapped up warm, hats, coats and gloves, it was pretty chilly out. It took about 15 minutes to walk to the park. I guess I'd been here, when we visited but it was so long ago, I didn't recall. We strolled along slowly. There weren't many people about. A couple of joggers and a few walking dogs. Susan indicated a bench, she liked to sit at, with a nice view of the river.

"I come here to think."

"Much to think about?"

"Mostly your mum, recently. Now, what we did last night. Probably a bit much for you to take in, at the moment. Learning more about your mum, than she told you herself. Me giving you an orgasm, wasn't something you considered, when your mum told you to come here. I think she suspected it would happen, though."

We sat and talked for a while, watching the people out for a stroll and the the ducks drifting past. Susan decided that it was time for lunch. We wandered back, stopping at cafe for a sandwich and coffee. We arrived back, in time to watch White Christmas, on the TV. Susan made some pasta for dinner and we settled on the sofa, for a quiet night, drinking some wine.

"Any questions?" She asked.

"Lots."

"Family, relationships or sex?"

"A bit of all three, I suppose."

I went on to explain about the Liz pen incident. The fact that Julie's mum had sent us a vibrator and a couple of butt plugs each and that we'd been using them. Enjoying them a lot. Liz seemed to think her mum and dad had anal sex regularly.

"Is all that normal?"

She set out here view and experience. Clearly, she'd not had anal sex with a man. She and mum had used fingers and thumbs, using Vaseline, when they were at home. She knew mum and dad did it but he was a bit rough, so it was sometimes painful. Not to mention, his cock was a bit on the large side. Some of the married women she'd been with liked it, some hated it, a couple had never tried. Personally, she was a fan and used plugs and a vibrator. Mum had a similar collection.

"Julie's mum must be great. If our mum had found anything like that, she'd have killed us." She said.

"I'm going to try and meet her and Julie's sister Liz, during the Easter holiday."

"Sounds like fun."

"What about vibrators? We have a rabbit each. We are still getting used to the settings. Apart from fingers and Julie's tongue, it's the only thing I've had inside."

"Too complicated, to describe. Bring your glass."

She showed me up to her bedroom. In the bedside cabinet, a small bottle of lube, a small butt plug, like mine and a small bullet vibrator. Her ready use toys.

"Do you use that vibrator directly on your clit?"

"Sometimes."

She moved to the chest of drawers. It contained a fair selection of vibrators, a few more butt plugs and some dildos. Nothing which stood out as being too unusual or large.

"I suppose, being on your own, you wank a lot?"

"Thanks for rubbing it in. Not to mention being a bit crude. It is true though. I've been doing it since I was at home. I don't see any point in stopping, if I enjoy it. I use some of these with others, when they are here."

"Don't tell me, mum has this lot too."

"You guessed. A couple of hers are a bit bigger."

"OK, I thing that covers family and sex. What about a long term relationship with a woman?"

"They can be great. From what I learned from the married women, women are a lot more empathetic than men. Although, it depends. Even some of the women I've dated, turned out to be pretty strange. You just have to find the right one. Sounds like Julie could be a keeper."

We headed back for some more wine. I pondered what I'd learned. My family, had a lot of hidden aspects. My dad had a big dick, which was painful for mum's bum. There really wasn't anything sexual, mum and Susan hadn't done together and both had loads of sex toys. The evening drifted on with a bit more wine.

"Feeling excited to see Santa?"

"Knock it off, I'm nineteen, not nine."

We headed upstairs for a shower and to get ready for bed. Today, I shared not only the shower but also the washing. Her body felt so similar to mine, it was a bit scary.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"How long have you been shaving your pubic hair?"

"Ages. Some women don't like getting a mouthful of hair, when they go down on you. Others like it. I understand some guys are the same. I prefer the smooth feel. Your neat trim looks good on you. Giving your mum oral, meant holding back the hair with my fingers."

"Again, with the gross imagery. I'm going to be scarred for life."

"I shaved her, last time I was there, now your dad is out of the picture."

"I wish I hadn't asked."

She chuckled.

"Watching, playing, sleeping alone, or in my bed?" She asked, as we dried off.

It didn't take so long to get ready today, she'd worn a shower cap.

"Everything but sleeping alone."

That night, I got the sort of education you can't pay for. Nothing you learn on the internet, from books or being told, could compare. Susan lay on the bed, instructing me on where to place my lips, tongue and even teeth, on every part of her body. Moving my head with her hands, for the desired result. She placed her hands over mine, guiding them, to the target she required. I learned about the G spot and even anal gape reflex, with a demonstration, when she assumed a certain position. I was trying to take it all in. I think I gave her five orgasms. I was really pleased with myself. She didn't seem to think I'd done too bad either.

However, this was nothing, to what I felt, when she returned the favour. She showed just how much I still had to learn. She did everything I'd done to her and more. She spent several minutes licking my bumhole. It is hard to describe the sensation. I couldn't wait to try this, for ages, with Julie's cute little hole. It felt like she was inserting a butt plug but it just kept going. Whatever it was, stayed in me. By the time, she had moved up beside me, my body was red hot and I was a sweaty mess. I'd lost count of the number of orgasms. Certainly, way more than the two I'd managed, with Julie. Who cared, it was incredible. She cuddled close to me, while I gasped and shivered.

"I think we need to sleep in the other room. This bed is wrecked. Come on, you need a shower. Better take this out first."

She bent between my legs and pulled out a slick sided dildo, with a large round base. It had to be 8 inches long, or more. My jaw dropped.

"That was all the way in?"

"Yep."

She helped me to the shower. My legs still a bit shaky. I just stood as she washed me. I've no idea what time it was by the time we climbed under the duvet but it must have been pretty late. In the morning, I was alone. I took my watch from the bedside table, 10am. I pulled a dress on, picked up a goody bag and headed downstairs.

"Merry Christmas, sleepy head."

"Merry Christmas."

I handed the bag. Perfume and a silk scarf. Mum had given me the brands, so I hoped they were OK. She kissed me and thanked me.

"I didn't know what to get you. I've placed an order. There will be a surprise waiting for you, when you get home. Too late for express delivery, at this time of year."

"Thanks."

A bit too late for breakfast. Susan made some coffee and we started preparing our Christmas lunch. Potatoes peeled, veggies chopped, stuffing made and chicken in the oven, we sat back on the sofa, with a glass of bucks fizz.

"Last night was amazing. I've had a couple of orgasms with Julie. I never imagined I could have that many. I lost count."

"Eight, I think. Don't worry about the number. All that counts is that you enjoy what you are doing. Think Julie will like all of that?"

"She'll love it."

While our lunch was in the oven, we went to her room to change the bedding, which looked like a bomb had hit it. Otherwise, everything in the room had been returned to normal. Toys and lube cleaned and put away. Towels and clothes back where they should be.

Christmas lunch was delicious. I couldn't remember a Christmas day, where it hadn't been, mum, dad, me and from time to time, dad's parents. It felt a bit strange, with just the two of us but it was nice and relaxing. I think Susan thought that the previous night, had been enough for a while. We sat and drank wine late into the evening before heading to bed, to sleep.

Over the next few days, I spent time, under her guidance, honing my technique. She seemed content with the results. To be honest, I think she had missed, having someone else in her bed, over the previous months and was making up for lost time.

I was pretty sad, when it was time to head off but mum would be home, late on New Years day. Susan drove me to the train station. Although she lived not far from our campus, home was a three our train journey away.

"That was the best Christmas I've had in years. When you're back at uni. come for a weekend, bring Julie, if she wants to come. Say hi and happy new year, to your mum, from me."

I had a lot to think about, on the trip back. What would my relationship be like with mum? I now knew a lot more about her. Would she want to talk, or keep things bottled up. Had the cruise done her good. Where was my relationship with Julie going? Was this just sex or something more? I had nothing to gauge it against. For my part, I hoped it was a whole lot more. However, she's slept with guys, was I just a brief experiment?

Mum picked me up from the station. I put my bag in the boot of the car and we headed for home.

"Have a good time on the cruise?"

"Yes, it was great."

"Get laid?"

"Amanda!"

"Come off it mum. No need for the coy persona. I've just spent ten days, with your sister. I know more about you, her and dad, than I probably wanted to. Some of it, would have made my hair curl, if I had any, long enough to curl."

She drove home without saying a word. I'd had a great time with Susan but it was good to be home. I grabbed my bag and we headed inside.

"There's a package on the table. It arrived the other day."

"It's my Christmas present from Susan."

Mum went to make a pot of tea. I found a pair of scissors, cut the tape and opened the top of the box, tipping out the contents onto the table. Mum walked in with the tea.

"My god."

"I know you have this stuff. Susan told me."

"Why is there two of everything?"

"I have news."

I told her about Julie. I showed her the clothed picture. Just like her sister, she scrolled to the nude and mine.

"She's cute."

We inspected my present. A bullet vibrator, anal vibrator, cock shaped dildo and one of the long slim ones, she'd put in my bum. I put them back in the box.

"So, spill the beans. How was the cruise?"

Susan had booked an all inclusive package. The weather had been fantastic. Nice to be in the sun, when it was so cold at home. The food was out of this world and the package meant, all of the drinks were free. Because it was a singles cruise, passengers sat with a different group of people, at dinner, each night. Apparently, most of them were a lot older than mum, maybe in their 60s. Plenty of widows, widowers and divorcees. A couple of days in, she met a couple of really nice American gentlemen. Refined and well mannered. After dinner they went to the ballroom, drank and danced the evening away. One of them, suggested a nightcap in his cabin. It turned out to be a stateroom. Almost as big as our house. The three of them spent the night together.

"It was incredible, they were so gentle and caring. Having them both inside me is hard to describe. They were both pretty big but I loved it."

"Probably too much information. I bet they enjoyed your newly shaved pussy. Not painful, like dad in your bum."

"My god. I need to have a stern word with that sister of mine."

"It's not like I didn't know something was going on. I used to hear you. Sometimes, if your door was ajar, I'd get to watch. I loved the way your boobs swung, when he did you from behind. Susan knew I was watching, when the two of you were together. Just before I went to uni."

"Bloody hell. Your dad was good at most things. Anal wasn't one of them. These guys were awesome. We did it again the following night, before they disembarked. One of them has offered to fly me to Florida, for a holiday."

"Good for you. I've learned a lot from Susan, apart from the sex, how to pick up on feelings. Out with it, there's more."

A couple of days before the cruise ended, she'd been sat at a table, next to a tall, very slim, lady with short grey hair. She was bemoaning the fact, that most of the women, were looking for a new bloke. They ended up back in her cabin. No tits but her nipples were huge. Mum crooked and poked her thumb, by way of demonstration. A grey Brazilian strip and skills every bit as good as Susan. She had a ball piercing in her tongue. She had been totally focused on pleasing mum, with maybe a dozen orgasms. While she herself only had two or three. She lives about an hour away from us. They'd arranged to meet up in a couple of weeks.

"You really have fallen on your feet haven't you? Just sex, with the local lady or might it go somewhere?"

"Who knows, I'm just going to see what happens."

"Can we agree, now that a lot of this, I'm guessing not all, is out in the open, we get to talk. Not like it was when dad was here."

"Fine. It was difficult before. Your dad always wondered, if there was something going on with me and Susan. That's why he tried to keep her at arms length. He also saw you getting married and having a family. He didn't think Susan would be a good role model for you. Guessing by what you've told me, he was right."

"Probably not a great role model but an amazing teacher. In the spirit of openness. Upstairs I want to see your toys."

The collection was in a box under the bed. Apparently dad wasn't a fan. Pretty much the same as Susan's. Maybe they compared notes. One of the dildos was pretty girthy. I picked it up.

"Don't think you are borrowing. Not sure that would fit, anyway."

I dropped it back. I picked up a vibrator, it looked to have a sort of cup on the end. Susan didn't have one of these.

"It goes on your clit."

"Apparently, yours is pretty big. Can I see?"

"My god. What has she turned you in to?"

"It's not all Susan. I love watching the women in the shower, at uni. Lots of variety. I like trying to imagine what they are like, having sex. Julie and me both like watching and comparing notes. I know you and Susan watch each other. I want that for us. No touching."

"I'll think about it. This has been a revelation overload already. My mum would have disowned us, just for talking like this."

"Susan told me."

I had a week left at home, before I had to get back to studying. We started walking around naked, upstairs. Like Susan, we watched each other pee and in the shower. A day before I went back, she agreed to my previous request. I put in a butt plug and picked up a vibrator and headed to her room. She knelt on the bed, head down. Like Susan, her ass gaped and she fed in, a long smooth dildo like mine but about twice as wide.

"Happy now?"

"That was great. Your bum looks fantastic."

I lay on the foot of the bed. She picked up the cup vibrator, placed it on her clit and turned it on. It was obviously powerful and focused. It didn't take long, for juices to begin trickling towards her dildo. I ran my vibrator over my pussy. I was intoxicated, watching, it is definitely my thing. I came within minutes. Mum took a little longer. Where I had grunted, she screamed. Immediately pulling the vibrator away. Her clit was exposed, throbbing and about half an inch proud. I couldn't help myself. I reached out and stroked it. She yelped.

"Sorry. It looks amazing. I know I said no touching. I couldn't help it. Sensitive?"

"With this thing, yes. Normally, not so much."

"I bet the lady and gents on the cruise loved it."

"Your dad use to wank it like a cock."

"When Susan visits, this is going to be a lot of fun."

I headed back to uni. bursting with enthusiasm and couldn't wait to see Julie. She was already in a lecture, when I arrived. I didn't have anything on, until the following day. When she came back, she too was excited. I invited her in, and made some coffee. First off, I handed over her share of the present, from Susan.

"That went all the way up your bum?

I just grinned. I wondered if she would freak out, knowing that I'd spent the best part of ten days, having sex with my aunt. Not to mention masturbating with mum and touching her clit. I did mention, that it was all part of our joint education. She didn't seem bothered. I supposed based on her record, with Liz. Even watching each other pee, didn't phase her.

"That's normal. We're a house with three women and one bathroom. There is a toilet downstairs but if you are getting ready for bed, or ready to go out, none of us bother with that. Everyone walks about upstairs naked, even dad. A bit odd seeing his cock, flopping about but he tries to keep away, when me and Liz are in the bathroom. A couple of times he's come in, with an erection, he looked pretty embarrassed."

She picked up an 8 inch dildo, to demonstrate the size.

"Except his knob is purple, not pink, like this."

We both sniggered.

"Aunt Susan has invited us over for a weekend, if we are free. She doesn't live too far away. I'm not sure it is a social thing, she just wants to get you in bed. How was your family Christmas?"

"Great. It's always nice to see everyone. Just the four of us, on Christmas day. My grandparents, aunts and uncles arrived for a party, on New Years Eve."

"Are they still alright with us, being together?"

"Of course. They are OK with anything I want to do, as long as I'm happy. You've already got an invite, over the Easter break."

"How about, we spend a weekend with aunt Susan. Then split the Easter break, half with your family, half with mum?"

"Sounds great."

"Mum has opened up quite a lot since the cruise."

We were both working hard. We kept to our own rooms, until after 7pm, so that we could concentrate on our courses. Unlike the couple across the hall, who were on a warning, for missing so many lectures and not submitting assignments. We slept together every night. Trying out our toys and experimenting with the things I'd learned, from Susan. I was overjoyed, that she liked me licking her cute little anus. Before the break, a couple of orgasms was great, now, we weren't counting, just enjoying. We decided to go to Susan's, mid way between the Christmas and Easter breaks. I was slightly worried, about taking her to see my aunt. I think mum had concerns for both of us. Anyway, the time flew by, mostly due to how hard we were working. One big advantage and indication of our different circumstances, Julie' parents had bought her a small car. This made it a lot easier, to get to Susan's.

Both of us were ready to leave by lunchtime, on Friday. We stopped of at the shops, got some nice chocolates and a bunch of flowers for Susan and plenty of wine for all of us. We'd packed enough clothes and all the lube and sex toys we owned. It didn't take long to get there. We pulled up outside. Taking our bags, I knocked on the door. Thankfully, my aunt was dressed fairly casually. I had expected some fetish gear or something similar. We dropped our bags in the hall and sat down in the lounge.

"Susan, this is Julie, Julie, this is Susan."

"Pleased to meet you, you're every bit as cute as your picture."

"Thanks for the Christmas presents. I got that long one right up my bum, just like Amanda."

"My god, you two are hopeless." I said spluttering.

"It's not a competition. You don't have to do what everyone else does. It's about having a good time. One of my girlfriends shoved a fat 10 inch dildo in my ass. It went in but wasn't the greatest experience. Not something I'd do again."

"What a great welcome. I hope the conversation gets a bit better than this." I said.

"Sorry." Chorused Julie and Susan.

How's the love life? Any new girlfriends on the horizon?"

"Maybe. Early days. Another married woman. I have a feeling this one, could be long term. No family. Husband who pays more attention to his golf, than he does to her."

"Heard much from mum lately?"

"I get the feeling there is someone but she won't let on."

"We are seeing her during the Easter break. We'll quiz her and let you know. Any coffee?"

Susan headed to the kitchen.

"She seems like fun." Said Julie.

We sat around all afternoon, chatting about our courses, Susan's work, Julie's family and our futures. Nothing fancy for dinner, spaghetti bolognese and plenty of red wine. It was when plenty of wine had been drunk and it was getting close to bed time, that I started to worry.

"OK, my dear aunt. It's starting to get late. I know you. What scheme have you plotted for tonight?"

"Surprisingly, nothing. This weekend is for you. I just wanted to meet the young lady, who has captured your heart."

"I was here for quite a while over Christmas. Julie you take charge. There are two bedrooms upstairs. Double beds in both."

"I didn't come here, to visit a hot lady, with my girlfriend, just go go to sleep. I want to watch and to play. I need a shower. I want to watch you both pee. That's for starters."

We grabbed our bags and took them up to the spare room. Stripping off we headed to the bathroom. Clearly too eager. It took Susan several minutes longer, to come in. She went straight to the toilet, sat down and opened her knees. Julie got closer, I thought to take a look. She bent, kissed Susan and plunged her hand against my aunt's pussy. Susan let out her flow against Julie's hand. Susan stood and headed for the shower.

"Your turn, Amanda."

I sat and pissed all over her hand.

"Myself and Liz have been doing this for ages. It was our introduction to touching."

"She's dirty, I like her style. Ever done it on anyone?" Said Susan.

"Yes, we did it in the shower. I prefer feeling it. OK with this Amanda?"

She sat, I slid my hand over her sparse red hairs, cupping her pussy. I felt her relax and a warm feeling covered my fingers. When she had finished, the two of us replaced Susan in the shower. She put the seat down on the toilet, flushed and sat to watch us, wash each other. We took our time kissing and stroking, putting on a bit of a show, for our audience.

"OK, Amanda, you can stop rubbing her ass now, even if it is very cute. I'm getting cold sat her."

We turned off the shower and started to dry. Julie's long hair takes a while to dry. Susan scooped up the auburn locks and wrapped Julie's head in a towel. Susan's bedroom was warmer than the bathroom, so we decamped, to finish drying. Julie sat on the chair at the dressing table and Susan gently waved the drier, over the wavy tresses. The two of them had clearly hit it off. Hair and bodies dried, Julie stood, whipped off her towel and gave Susan the all round view.

"Way better than the photo on Amanda's phone."

"Let's see my girlfriends cute sister."

"Flatterer."

Susan dropped her towel and repeated the 360 degree spin. Again being bold Julie reached out and stroked just above Susan's vulva, commenting on how smooth the skin was.

"Liz has started shaving hers. Not much point for me, there is so little to start with. Mum is still sporting a full ginger bush. You'll see at Easter."

I'd sampled the delights of Susan's skills at Christmas. I pushed Julie on to the bed and winked at Susan. I sat on the end of the bed rubbing my pussy, as the action unfolded. Whether my aunt was intent on outdoing, what she had done to me, or she was really in to redheads, who knows. She licked, sucked, nibbled and fingered my girlfriend, to about a dozen orgasms. For her part, she sighed, grunted groaned and screamed. The final one sending her body into a spasm. Susan pulled her close and hugged her. While this was going on, I repeatedly fingered myself, close to a peak, before backing off. When Julie began shaking, I had a massive orgasm. It was fantastic.

It took fifteen minutes, for Julie to say anything. I was a bit miffed, when she did.

"Can I swap sisters?"

I slapped her bum and she laughed.

"Fucking hell, that was awesome. I've never cum that much or that intensely in my life."

"I told you she was good, didn't I."

"I'm laying right here you know. You can talk to me, not about me."

"Our turn. You haven't cum yet." Said Julie

We took it in turns to go down on Susan. Alternating, we got her off four times. As before, the bed was soaking. We showered and headed to the other bed, for a dry night's sleep. Julie was between the two of us. About half an hour later, the bed was moving slightly. I reached for Julie's arm.

"You can stop rubbing her pussy."

"No she can't, I'm close."

Julie continued rubbing and Susan grunted.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist it. Her pussy is so smooth."

"Does that mean I have to shave mine, to keep you?"

"If that's what it takes."

"We'll do it tomorrow." Said Susan.

"You'll be more like twins, than sisters, then."

"Pack it in." I said, biting Julie's earlobe.

After what had been a good weekend and a nice break from studying, we packed up and headed back. Susan invited us to visit, whenever we wanted. She told me to phone ahead, in case the married woman, became a more permanent fixture. As we were heading to the car, she whispered in my ear.

"Don't let her go. She is amazing. Not just her looks and the sex. I can read people and she's great."

So, I returned to studying, minus my pubic hair and with a totally knackered girlfriend. Our voyeur activities in the shower, were starting to become more interesting. It was clear, from some of the reactions, that my shaving hadn't gone unnoticed. I'd get the occasional wink and smile. Some of the others, were making changes too. Shaving, trimming into shapes or landing strips. A tall chubby arts student, now had a tattoo on her bum. One of the sociology students had got into piercing. As the weeks went on, she went from, her belly button, to one nipple, then both, her clit hood and finally two in each of her labia. Nothing was ever said, about any of this but everyone was taking note.

When the Easter break finally arrived. We packed up, just about all of our clothes and sex toys. We wouldn't be coming back, between visiting Julie's home and mine. Julie, s house was about as far north of the university, as mine was south. We arrived, just before dinner time. I was introduced to Liz. Taller than us, with dark hair. whose tits were, every bit as big, as Julie had described. Julie had got her looks and flame red hair from Bridget. Her dad handsome, tall, and looked strong. His dark hair, greying at the temples. We took our bags to Julie's room. She pointed out the other bedrooms and the bathroom.

Bridget was a good cook. A lovely chicken dinner, followed by a home made, chocolate gateaux. We had a nice sparkling wine with dinner and a sweet dessert wine, with the cake. Afterwards, Neil made some coffee and we settled in the sitting room. It turned out that Neil was a manager, at a big construction company. From a purely selfish perspective, this could be good for me, when I graduated. We spent some time discussing options for my future. Eventually, it was time for bed. Julie had been right, Bridget and Liz strolled about the upstairs naked. I couldn't believe boobs as large as Liz had, could stand so proud, without support. We were both tired, so just slipped in to bed.

I woke in the night, needing the toilet. I rushed out of the bedroom and bumped into Neil. My breasts squashed against his chest. A large projection hit my abdomen. I reached down and ran the back of my hand from his balls to the tip of his large circumcised cock. He cleared his throat.

"I'm so sorry."

"I'm flattered. My mum would love that. Guessing Bridget does too. I prefer your daughter."

"After you." He said.

Exaggerating the sway of my hips. I walked into the bathroom, leaving the door wide open. I turned on the light. Lifted the lid of the toilet and sat down, spreading my legs wide. I let loose the flow. I saw his cock twitch. I wiped and flushed. After washing my hands, I walked past him.

"Naughty boy." I said with a smile."

I wondered if watching people urinate, wasn't just something, the female members of the family did. I knew that Julie and Liz touched each other, while doing it. Was there more to this. I'd press Julie about it, in the morning. I headed back to her room and snuggled up beside her. She shifted slightly. I returned to my fitful sleeping that night. Thoughts of the incident with Neil and other things, circulating in my brain. In the morning, Julie started to get up. I grabbed her round the waist and told her about what I'd seen, felt and done.

"Dad would have loved that. Big isn't it."

She told me, that it hadn't been just herself and Liz who felt each other. Bridget had felt them and put a finger on their pee holes as they did it. She'd clearly told Neil, as he began doing it too. It frequently raised an erection. Often getting in close to their faces. Bridget, Liz and herself started holding his dick, as he pissed. She knew that her mum and dad did it to each other in the shower. She wasn't sure if Liz joined them or not.

"It's not my thing. I'm fine with hands but that's it."

"Why didn't you tell me before. I've done enough stuff with mum and Susan, for you to know, that I wouldn't be freaked out, by something like this."

"I don't know. It was just a family thing."

"Does anything else go on, that I should know about?"

"Just guessing mum will want to rub your urethra, based on your display for dad. They both know I'm in to women, so nothing happens with dad, other than the pee thing."

She told me she hadn't been sure about Liz. She's still at home, full time. She shaves her pubes now. At Christmas, Julie ran out of lube, so went looking in Liz's room. She's graduated way beyond, pens. Way beyond us. She has some butt plugs and dildos bigger than dad's cock. On Christmas eve, they all went shopping. Julie said she had some work to do, on an essay and stayed behind. She went to Neil and Bridget's room. Nothing in the bedside cupboards or under the bed. In the bottom of the wardrobe, a large plastic storage box. Loads of sex toys, a few magazines about water sports and anal sex. There was also a USB memory stick. She'd taken it, copied the files onto her laptop and put everything back where she found it.

"I was a bit shocked at first, at what was in the files and folders"

"Still got them?"

"What do you think."

"Show me?"

We got up and dressed, while her laptop booted up.

"Some of these get pretty weird, just saying. If you want to stop, just say so. Mostly photos but some video."

I nodded and she opened up the first folder. Loads of pictures of Bridget, naked, or in sexy lingerie. She was posed in all sorts of positions. Julie was right, her bush was big. However, from her clit hood down, not a sign of hair. Folder two, Neil, naked, nothing new here, I'd seen and felt that. Three, a bit more surprising. Liz, in similar poses to her mum. They must be recent, no pubes. Her tits certainly were impressive.

"That's mum and dad's room. Everything from here on, is more hardcore."

Folder four. Julie's mum, using dildos and butt plugs to masturbate, often in combination. By the look on her face, some of the pictures were taken, at the point of orgasm. The next batch showed Neil wanking his cock, some cum shots and a few with a dildo in his bum. It was bigger than his cock. The next, Liz masturbating. The odd shot, with Neil stood over her, his cum on her tits.

"The rest are all short video clips."

She pressed play. The bathroom. Probably taken from a tripod. Liz and Bridget, stood over Neil, pissing on his erect cock. This was followed by the two women on all fours, on the bed. Neil fucking their asses in turn, before cumming on their backs.

"Wow, that's a lot of spunk." I said.

She kept going. The next showed Liz ramming a huge dildo in his ass, while wanking his cock until he came. Bridget probably filming. Another showed them both sucking his cock. The final clip, showed someone else. Bridget squatted over an enormous cock. Judging by Neil, possibly 12 inches. It looked as if Neil may be filming but he came into shot. The camera still moving. Liz? He mounted the bed and began fucking her ass hard. This time, he came inside her. When he pulled out, whoever had the camera, moved behind and took a close up of the cum, leaking from her bum.

"Your family is every bit as fucked up as mine, maybe more. That was cool. Who was that guy with the enormous dick?"

"No idea."

She shut the lid of her laptop and we went down to breakfast. I had a whole new perspective, on my prospective in laws. Only Bridget had surfaced. She was in the kitchen, clearing away the remnants, of last nights dinner and loading the dishwasher. Both of us helped out. Then the three of us, set about getting breakfast ready. Coffee, fruit juice, cereal, toast and Danish pastries.

When it was done, we sat at the dining table, to wait for Liz and Neil. Bridget turned to me.

"Joining our little game? Neil told me about last night."

From what Julie had told me, I had a feeling, that she was like Susan and to a lesser extent, what my mum had turned out to be. I decided to take a risk.

"Why not, If I'm going to be joining the family. Are there others I can play?"

The sound of footsteps on the stairs.

"Perhaps. We'll talk later."

I wondered, if the reason Neil and Liz came down late, was because they'd been having sex. Perhaps, me reading too much into things. When breakfast was finished and we had cleared away. Neil said he had some work to do, on a bridge project, about an hour away and headed out. Liz started to head upstairs, Bridget called her back. She made another pot of coffee.

"Female family meeting. Amanda is now family."

She explained to Liz, what had gone on with Neil, last night. Liz raised an eyebrow.

"Cards on the table. We know about your aunt Susan and your mum."

"Blabbermouth."

"I couldn't help it. Susan was so great. I thought I'd burst, if I didn't tell mum. You know we talk about stuff like this."

Bridget resumed. Saying that it was pretty clear, that our two families were pretty similar. Some of the kinks are the same, some different. To the outside world, nothing out of the ordinary. Inside the house, nothing much was off the table.

"You asked about games earlier. You know about our fetish in the toilet. What else do you want to know?"

I looked at Julie and raised an eyebrow. She thought for a few seconds, before cottoning on, to what I was getting at. She took a deep breath and nodded her head.

"Out with it." Said Bridget.

"We've seen your pictures and video clips."

"Julie!"

"What can I say. We're voyeurs, we like to watch. You're a dark horse, Liz."

"You knew about the pen and butt plugs. I've come to prefer it to my pussy. Dad's cock is great."

"Who was the guy with the enormous dick?" Julie asked.

"Someone we met online. He was great. He fucked us all, even dad."

"You got that in your bum. What sort of sister do I have?"

"One who can take a huge dick in her ass. Mum rubbed my clit. The orgasm was out of this world, when he shot his load into me."

I now understood, why there was so much coffee and fruit juice, this morning. Bridget grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bathroom. Dropped her trousers and briefs, she sat on the toilet. I stroked the ginger pubes and rubbed her clit as her pee hit my fingers. She wiped and stood, to be replaced by Liz. She pulled her clit hood, as she let go, I pushed a finger inside her.

"Your turn." Said Julie.

I undid my skirt and let it fall, pushed down my pants and kicked them off. As I sat, Bridget rubbed my clit and Liz, trying to outdo me, fully inserted a couple of fingers. I was obviously more turned on and wet, than I had expected. My pee soaked their hands. After I stood up, the next thing was surprising. Julie's party trick, she stood facing the toilet, bent her knees slightly, parting her labia, she pissed into the pan.

"Cool." I said.

"I used to try it out in the shower, until I could aim."

All four of us were now naked, from the waist down. It looked strange. We washed our hands. Bridget and Liz headed to the main bedroom. I looked at Julie, she shrugged. We followed them. They were naked, when we got there. No point standing out, so we followed suit.

"Why did you and dad, bring Liz into your bed and not me?"

"I knew early on, that you were gay. Most of what we do, involves Neil's cock or, Mr. Big, as we will call him."

"You could have told me."

"You have to find these things out for yourself. If I'd told you what I thought, you wouldn't have tried out sex with a guy. As it is, you did and decided to go down your own route. If we knew you loved to watch, we would have let you."

"How did you get in to this, Liz?"

"You know about the pen. The orgasm was so good, I talked to mum and asked what it was like with a cock. It just went on from there."

"Has dad fucked your pussy?"

"No. In fact, since the pen, apart from a few toys, it's been anal only."

Bridget, presumably knowing that Neil would not be back until the evening, had decided on a course of action.

"While the man is away, the women will play. We can play with him, when he gets back."

She walked to the wardrobe and pulled out the box, Julie had described. She pulled out a harness and a massive dildo. It looked about the size of Mr. Big. She slavered it with lube. Liz knew the routine. She perched her bum on the edge of the bed, lay back and pulled her knees up. Bridget applied some fluid, to the target. She waved her hand at me and I moved to the bed and began stoking Liz's pussy. The skin was smoother than mine, her labia less crinkled than Julie's. Knowing what was coming, it didn't take long, for her to start lubricating my fingers. Bridget eased in the head of the dildo, no resistance. I looked to Liz.

"Size isn't a problem."

"Don't even think about it Julie. I'm not having your cute little hole stretched like that."

When she'd watched the dildo go fully home, she got on the bed and lowered her cute pussy onto Liz's mouth, now facing her mum.

"Done that before?" I asked.

"No, I don't even think she likes pussy." Reaching down to play with her sister's nipples.

"She doesn't." Bridget said.

She began to fuck Liz hard and fast. Like Susan had said, I don't think this was for me but looking at my fingers, Liz was loving it. She came, really hard. Bridget stopped her action. I think Julie was proving a point. She ground her pussy hard, until she'd cum, twice. At which point Liz threw here off. Her face smothered in her sister's juices. I moved up the bed, to lick her face clean.

"Bridget, do you and Liz not make out?"

"Not her thing. Really, she's into guys. Neil licks her pussy. I haven't and she hasn't gone down on me. I've not licked a pussy since college."

"Learn something new every day. Time for us sisters to get some watching then." Said Julie.

Bridget removed the harness. I lay on the bed. She squatted over my head, her labia hit my lips. She bent forward and attacked my pussy. I wondered, if she was spinning me a yarn. She was good. I wondered if she found pussy, outside the family. I could taste her fluid tricking down into my mouth. From where I was, I saw the familiar red pubic hair, getting near my head. Hands parted the cheeks above my head. A tongue proved the anus, just above my nose. Julie poked her tongue inside and Bridget grunted repeatedly, my tongue on her clit. Neither of us let up and a couple of minutes later, her mouth left my pussy and she shouted. She resumed licking. She sucked my clit between my lips and I too came.

"Where did you learn that?" Directed at Julie.

"Susan."

She rolled off me and laughed.

"I wish I had an aunt like that." She said.

We lay on he bed to recover. I think we all realised, we wanted a shower and that the bedding would need changing. I got off the bed and picked up the dildo and harness. I wouldn't even want that in my pussy. Let alone my ass. Bridget took it and headed to the bathroom, to clean it and herself. The shower cubicle was about six feet long and maybe just over three feet wide. It had a floor to ceiling glass screen, over two thirds of the length. I took Liz's hand and took her with me, into the shower.

"Never had sex with a woman?"

She shook head. I began soaping her body paying particular attention to her incredible tits. I slid a hand down her back and down between her buttocks. Her sphincter was still stretched, I ran a finger across it. My other hand soaped her pussy. He clit still felt hard. I stroked it with my thumb, crooking my index finger to search for her G spot. She squealed and clamped my hand between her thighs.

"Have we converted you. Your sister had a couple of orgasms on your mouth and her girlfriend got you off in the shower."

She said nothing. Just standing under the flow of water. I washed and grabbed a towel. Bridget and Julie joined her in the shower. Liz still looked a little shell shocked. I headed off to get dressed. I went downstairs to wait for them. It took a while. Were they planning something, or just discussing what had happened. Julie came down next.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

"No. Mum loved me rimming her ass. I don't think anyone has done that to her, before. Not even dad. I think I was a bit mean to Liz. At least it confirmed, that she isn't in to eating pussy. She's confused because she loved what you did in the shower."

Liz appeared about ten minutes later. I walked over and hugged her.

"I'm so sorry. That wasn't right. Particularly, after what your darling sister did to you earlier."

"I talked it over with mum. It's fine. She's masturbated me before. Same as with that big dick in my bum. I was just a bit surprised that you did it and how good the orgasm was."

"It still wasn't the right thing to do, without asking. You are gorgeous though. Your tits and pussy are amazing."

"Thanks."

Bridget returned, and headed to the kitchen, to make some tea. Julie went to fetch some biscuits, we had brought with us. We sat and chatted for a while. Wondering if what we had done, had gone too far. Probably not as far, as what Bridget, Neil and Liz had, before we arrived. Apart from general talk and lunch, nothing further was said about it, until Neil arrived back from work. Bridget outlined what had gone on and what myself and Julie knew about them all. Neil set out a plan.

"We have two options. We either stop what we have been doing. I know Bridget and Liz would be upset about that. Or, we bring you two into the fold. If that happens, you decide what you are happy doing. Vote, option one."

No hands.

"Option 2"

All in favour.

"Like mum said, Amanda and me like to watch. Mostly women but other stuff too. I don't think either of us, want you or mister big to fuck us. I don't mind touching or watching anything. I promise not to sit on you face, Liz."

"Can I sit on yours?"

"Sure. I don't think Amanda would object either. Can we see Mr. Big, before we have to leave? I want to see that."

"Maybe, I'll make a call." Said Liz.

Dinner was a subdued affair. I think everyone was lost in their own thoughts, about what might be to come. We drank a couple of glasses of wine, rather slowly. Neil headed up for a shower. Bridget, flicked her head at me. I followed him up the stairs. I leaned against the basin in the bathroom. Eventually, he came in, naked. He went straight to the toilet, stood there and aimed into the pan.

"That makes us even. Julie can do that."

"I know. Bridget and Liz tried it. It went everywhere."

I laughed and left. As I approached the stairs, I was met by the females of the family, heading to their respective rooms. I followed Julie into her room.

"Mum's room in fifteen minutes, naked."

She whispered some instructions in my ear, I agreed. We got undressed and hung up our clothes. I followed what she had suggested.

"Any idea what the plan is?" I asked.

"No. Guess we just watch to start with and see what happens."

"Fine."

We entered the room, we'd been in earlier. The toy box was out and a couple of chairs were at the foot of the bed, for us to get a good view. Liz and her parents were already there. Neil was every bit as fit as I recalled, from the brief view last night. We sat down. I grunted and Julie sighed.

"You OK?" Asked Bridget.

"Shall we?"

Julie winked. We stood turned and placed our hands on the seats, giving them a view, of the bases of our long, thin dildos, fully inserted in our bums. Liz put her hand out and pulled Julie's slightly. Enough to see the girth.

"How long?"

"Eight." I replied.

We sat again, ready for the show. Neil began licking and nibbling his wife's pussy, while Liz, sucked on Bridget's nipples. After about five minutes, his cock had hardened fully. He raised Bridget's knees and rubbed the knob of his cock against her vagina. He slowly entered her. Liz moved a hand to her mum's clit and rubbed the pads of her fingers, back and forth. Neil, despite the video we saw of him fucking her ass, was being gentle. Long slow strokes. From the corner of my eye, I saw Julie move. She approached the bed, put her hand between his legs and stroked his balls.

"Aaaaaaaah."

Liz's fingers sped up and Bridget shook, groaning quietly. Julie removed her hand and came back to sit beside me, sniggering. Neil's softening knob slid from Bridget. Liz moved to her dad and sucked his dick clean. Although he'd just cum, signs of another erection were showing. Julie took my hand and we got closer. Thinking about last night, I moved my hand to his balls. Liz stopped sucking.

"Want a go?" Looking at me.

"Julie, you done this?"

"With a couple of guys but not dad. It's OK but I don't like the taste of cum."

"It's alright. I can't cum again, this quickly. It's fine, if you don't want to."

I placed my lips on the tip of his cock. Warm and smooth. A little fluid leaked into my mouth. Not unpleasant. I took his knob in my mouth and sucked for about a minute.

"Sorry Neil. It's alright but not for me."

"Not a problem. I didn't even expect you to try."

While Neil took time to recover, I grabbed Julie and pinned her to the bed, legs dangling over the end and gestured to Liz, who took the hint. She mounted Julie's head, bent forward, on all fours, ass pointing enticingly towards me. Bridget, eager to try, what we did to her, bent and stuck her tongue on to Liz's anus. Under Susan's guidance, both of us, could lick and suck a statue, to an orgasm. With Bridget tonguing her ass, it didn't take long. Liz was panting hard, her face turned to the side. She opened her mouth and something like a gargle emerged. Bridget stood up and grinned;

"We need more of this."

Neil was now ready to go again. Bridget lubed his cock and trailed some where her tongue had been. He put his feet either side of Julie, bent his knees and pushed into Liz's ass. God knows how big she could go. If 8 inches went in, that easy. Liz now had her clit in her sisters mouth and her dad's cock in her ass. Like the video, he was hammering into her ass. I could only imagine what this was like for Julie. Liz screamed as she came, falling forward. The result being that Neil's cock sprung clear,, shooting his load across Julies tits, even hitting her chin. I reached down, rubbed some on her nipple and put my finger in my mouth.

"See what you mean. I'm not keen either"

"I'm so sorry Julie. I wanted to cum in her ass. Now its all over you."

"It's fine. It didn't get in my mouth. But I think I need a wash. I think Liz might too."

The two of them headed for the bathroom.

"We've been greedy. Not very good hosts, leaving our guest just watching."

"Like we said, it's good to watch."

Neil lifted me to the bed. Bridget pushed my legs up and began pulling on my plug.

"Long and slow." I said.

She followed the order, Neil, on the bed beside me, bent and began licking my clit. Bridget sensed my orgasm and increased the pace. I arched my back trying to free my clit from Neil's tongue, as I came. I failed. A minute or so later, another wave hit me. Then another. I pulled his hair and he let me free. Bridget removed my dildo. When Julie returned, they repeated their performance.

"Enough for today, we have a guest coming tomorrow." Said Liz.

We washed our toys and headed for bed. We showered in the morning and headed down stairs. Neil had already left for work. Liz told us, that our guest would be here shortly, as he was working a night shift and wasn't available any other day, while we were there. Mr Big, when he arrived, was actually called Steve. Not bad looking and not particularly well built. Maybe 5' 9" tall, with blonde hair. We sat and drank tea, as introductions were made. Bridget took control ushering us upstairs. We stripped off. Myself and Julie couldn't take our eyes of Steve's dick. It hung almost to his knees. She bent close and whispered.

"I want that in my ass. It's long but not too fat. What do think, want a go?"

"I'd let him try to get it in but don't want him to fuck me. OK with that?"

"What are you two whispering about?" Asked Bridget.

I told her what I'd said. Adding that, I thought that should be enough for Julie too.

"You OK with that Steve? You can fuck me and mum after."

He agreed and we lay on our backs, bums on the edge of the bed, holding hands. Bridget began to suck the monster cock. Liz took some lube and began preparing the way.

"Me first." Said Julie.

Bridget arrived with, what looked even bigger in real life, than it had on the video. Liz applied the slick fluid. Bridget controlled the action.

"Easy Steve, push Julie".

I Raised up on an elbow, to watch. He definitely wasn't any more girthy than our plugs. Inch by inch he went in. Julie was panting.

"Way to go sis."

As his balls hit her ass.

"Out slowly." From Bridget.

Julie's eyes and mouth were wide as inch by inch he withdrew. Bridget reached for a face cloth and wiped him clean before Liz applied more lube.

"You still OK with this Amanda?" Liz asked.

I nodded. I felt my hole open as the tip tried to push in. I forced out and felt the knob pass my sphincter. A totally different experience from a dildo or plug, softer and warmer. Again he went further. Not painful. I think we'd done enough, to know what to do. I felt his pubic hair on my vagina and his balls against my bum. Following what he'd done with Julie, he pulled out slowly. This felt great. Bridget repeated her clean up.

"OK, enough with the novices, I need a real fuck." Said Liz.

On all fours, Bridget did the honours with the lube and began, as with the video, to rub Liz's clit. Like he had with us. He slid into her ass slowly. When he was fully home, he took a second, before beginning to fuck her hard. If anything more powerful than the video. I've no idea, how long he went on for. Eventually, he uttered,

"Cumming."

He rammed hard in and grunted three or four times. Dimples showing in his ass cheeks. Liz squealed. This was incredible. Bridget grabbed his balls and he grunted again. It looked as if she pulled him back, by the scrotum. The now floppy cock, drooped down. Cum was leaking from Liz's ass. Steve left the room and her mum stroked Liz's bum.

"How was that?" I asked.

"Awesome. I could feel the jets of cum in my ass and his cock throbbing."

She was still on all fours. Steve returned, a few minutes later.

"Have you got all of that into anyone's pussy?" Julie asked, with a smile.

He shook his head.

"Most women look at it and don't want to know. Having anal here, is the only time, I get to go full on. Bridget is the closest. All but about 2 inches."

Liz headed for the shower. You could see his cum running down her leg.

"Good to go, mum?"

She nodded. Julie started to suck his dick. I decided to help out, stroking his shaft and balls. The intended recipient was on her back rubbing her pussy. It must take a lot of blood, to get that thing hard. He didn't seem to have an issue. He climbed between her legs. She put her hand on his cock and placed it at her entrance. Slippery with both of their fluids, he pushed inside. His hands by her shoulders, he began to thrust. The amount he withdrew and pushed back in, was impressive. There was a gap between them. I slid my hand between them, working her clit. Her vaginal muscles tightened. I could see his shaft pulsing. The power of youth, to be able to go again, so soon. I could feel her clit trembling. Her mouth was open wide. Just the sound of her breathing could be heard.

Such was our visit to Julie's home. For the rest of our stay, we confined our activities to watching, when we were with the others. We spent a fair bit of time, in Julie's room, back to our more familiar routine and talking about the events we had seen and taken part in. We both agreed, that taking a 12 inch cock in the ass, was more of a challenge, than something sexually enjoyable. Like sticking two fingers up, to Liz. We can take that too. Even though neither of us, fancied having it rammed into us.

It was a pretty long drive, to get back to my house. We broke the journey for lunch, at about half way. We arrived late in the afternoon and parked on the street, next to mum's car. There was a car I didn't recognise, on the drive.

"Not much to look at, compared to your house. I warn you, my room is pretty small. We are going to be sleeping, incredibly close together."

"I wasn't planning on sleeping."

"For a week?"

We carried our bags to the door and I used my key, to let us in. Mum was in the lounge. She wasn't alone. Sat on the sofa, a tall slim woman, with short grey hair.

"This is Gwen."

"The lady from the cruise?"

"Yes."

"I've heard a lot about you."

"Nothing good, I hope."

"From what mum says, you are pretty good, at least in the bedroom. This is my girlfriend, Julie. She's pretty good there too."

"Amanda! You've only just got here. Already you're lowering the tone. You think that's bad. You should have heard Susan and Julie, together."

"Anyway, pleased to meet you both. Hoping to see a lot more of you." Said Julie.

I jabbed her in the ribs with my elbow.

Mum had made braised beef, potatoes and vegetables for dinner. We'd brought some red wine, which went with it, nicely. Mum and Gwen talked about the food and drink on the cruise.

"A bit better than this." Said mum, pointing at our empty plates.

"I want to hear about the night time, not the food and booze." Said Julie.

I flicked the end of her nose.

"It's fine with me. I've never kept my exploits private. I know Margaret has told you some of it, perhaps, all of it. You alright if I spill the beans, Margaret?"

"Can't be any worse than Susan."

Gwen set out her thoughts. She'd got a bit frustrated by the lack of action, spending most of the week masturbating like mad, maybe half a dozen times a day. Then, she met mum. She couldn't believe her luck. A woman with a shaved pussy, who loved getting oral.

"That's why I have this."

She poked out her tongue, showing a piercing, a ball on the upper surface. Julie being her usual self, leapt up, kissed Gwen, exploring the ball with her tongue.

"Again, don't even think about it." I said.

I gave her a stern look when she sat down.

"You can try it if you like." Gwen said with a grin.

"Bedtime is going to be fun." Said Julie.

Mum opened another bottle of red. By the time we had finished, it was time for a shower and bed. We'd left our bags by the front door. We carried them to my room. Julie looked at the bed.

"Are we going to be sleeping on top of each other?"

"Got a problem with that?"

I shifted some stuff about in the room, for a bit more space. Julie headed for the bathroom. When I got to the door, Julie was stood, with her back to me, legs apart knees bent, a stream of pee arcing into the toiled. Gwen watched from the shower.

"Pretty brazen, your girlfriend. Walked straight in, didn't knock, then pissed standing up."

"She's just showing off."

Gwen stepped out of the shower. Didn't bother with a towel, just stood on the bath mat. She really was, a striking looking woman. More so, than mum's description intimated. She towered over us, nearly six feet tall. Her grey hair, shaved round the back and sides. The top longer, which she swept backwards. Mum had said she was flat chested, which wasn't strictly true. Her breasts were small mounds, topped with amazing nipples. Small areola but incredibly long nipples, dark and erect. In spite of her age, her body looked fit and toned, with a flat stomach. She had been sporting a landing strip, on the cruise. Now the grey pubic patch, was trimmed into a neat diamond. Her vulva was a thing of wonder. Two fleshy mounds either side of a prominent clit hood, forming a sort of M shape. She'd seen both of us eyeing her up. She turned to show us her ass. Nice and shapely, just the slightest hint of a wrinkle, below her buttocks. A voice in my ear, mum stood behind me.

"Stunning, isn't she."

Gwen smiled and finally picked up a towel. Julie took her turn in the shower. Instead of heading out, Gwen stayed to watch. Julie decided to put on a show, stroking her breasts, rubbing her pussy and even flashing her asshole. Gwen left, followed not long after by Julie. I chatted with mum while both of us got clean.

"Is this something serious?" I asked.

"Perhaps. She's a fair bit older than me but we get on really well. Even without the sex."

"What about the two Americans?"

"That was great, a lot of fun and the double penetration, was life changing. I just can't see myself moving out there. What I have here, feels better."

We took our time. It was nice to be home. Somewhere I was familiar with and not having to be prepared, for anything out of the ordinary. All women together, was a lot more to my liking. I started to head for my room, expecting Julie to be there. Voices were coming from mum's room. I did a swift about turn. I went in, just after mum, to find Gwen and Julie naked on the bed.

"So this is how it's going to be." I said.

Julie looked up at me.

"Come on, you've got admit, she's hot as hell."

The rest of us laughed. It was clear, she wanted some of what mum had experienced, on the cruise.

"Is it right, that you gave Margaret loads of orgasms with your tongue but didn't cum much yourself?" Julie asked.

"Not exactly. Yes, she had loads. I did too. Margaret got me off a few times but I came plenty, when I went down on her. You've seen my pussy. Working my thighs and vaginal muscles I can cum, without using my hands." Was Gwen's response.

Julie, forward as ever, slid her hand across the grey triangle and began exploring the vulva in question. Myself and mum, perched on opposite sides of the bed to watch. Gwen spread her knees and pulled them up slightly, giving the two of us a great view. Below the triangle, she was shaved clean, save for some wispy grey hairs, round her anus. I put out my finger and stroked them.

"Not thought of trimming or shaving these?" I asked.

"No, I like to stroke them myself. Margaret doesn't mind, even when she licks it."

Mum looked a bit embarrassed.

"Go on." I said.

Mum, bent down and started rimming Gwen's anus. Julie's exploration was causing some fluids to flow. She stroked two fingers up and down, either side of Gwen's clit. As she pulled back, the hood retracted, exposing a pretty substantial, erect projection. Certainly bigger than mums. Bigger than any either Julie or myself had seen. Julie, changed her action, feeling the clit rise. She retracted the hood with one hand and rubbed her palm on the erection. Gwen grunted maybe six or seven times, her thighs pushing mum's head away from her bum. Julie went for it, taking the clit between her lips and sucking hard. Gwen screeched and shook as she came again.

"She's fine. She is sensitive but actually likes the mix of pain and pleasure. Keep going." Mum said.

Julie didn't need telling again. She lifted her lips and began circling her tongue. No noise this time but she pushed Julie's head away. Her clit, pussy and anus continued throbbing for about five minutes.

"Fuck, she's good. You two must have a lot of fun." She said, when she had recovered.

"Have you ever been with a bloke?" I asked.

She wasn't shy about sharing the details. She'd gone the whole hog, when she was younger. Alternating between dating men and women. She wanted to try everything. At university, she'd lived in a shared house, with ten others. Parties normally descended into orgies. She'd been fucked by three guys at once, fisted one of the women. You name it, she'd done it. As she got older, she realised, she preferred female company and the gentler side of love making, with them.

"Time for bed." I told Julie.

"Stay and watch, if you want." Gwen said.

Julie smiled. So we both sat at the foot of the bed. Mum lay back on the pillows, allowing Gwen access to her pussy, to apply her piercing. Gwen began nibbling and sucking. As the juices began to flow, she rubbed a thumb against mum's asshole, pushing it inside. This set off her first orgasm. The thumb fucking continued apace. I could see Gwen working her thighs. I slid my hand between her legs and dragging her juices to her hairy ass, I applied my thumb, which slipped in easily. I matched my movements to hers. They came together. A third or fourth for mum. As far as I could tell, a first for Gwen, while she'd been laying face down.

"You can take that out of my ass now." She said, lifting her face from mum's pussy.

"Not want something bigger?"

"Maybe tomorrow. I need sleep. I'm not as young as I used to be."

I twisted my thumb before pulling it out. I took Julie's hand and headed to the bathroom, closing the bedroom door as we left. We washed our hands and headed to my small bed. Neither of us had cum, despite what we had seen. We sat facing each other and masturbated each other to a couple of orgasms. I slept with my back against the wall, Julie cupped in my lap. There wasn't room to move.

In the morning, we pulled on dresses but were otherwise naked. It was still early. Not easy, sleeping in a tiny bed with the two of us. We made pot of tea and discussed the events of the night before.

"Your mum, Susan and you could be triplets."

"I'm not sure, that is very flattering for me."

"You all look great. No pussy hair between you now."

"What did you think of Gwen?" I asked.

"She's great. Her attitude, is a bit like your aunt Susan. Her body is amazing. That clit is gigantic. I loved how hard she came."

"I think mum is pretty serious about this, as a long term thing."

"Good for her. I would, if I were her."

We finished our tea and made another larger pot. We poured out four mugs, carrying two each, upstairs. I used my elbow to open the door. Mum and Gwen were sat up in bed, talking. We handed them the tea and perched on the edge of the bed, to drink. Gwen thanked us for last night. I think she'd enjoyed herself.

"Not much room in that bed next door. We had to make do with a bit of wanking, before we went to sleep." Said Julie.

"I'm sure I can remedy that." Gwen replied.

She put her tea on the cabinet, beside the bed and shuffled down the bed, sticking out her tongue. Julie pulled her dress off, leapt on the the bed and sank her pussy over the waiting mouth, holding on to the headboard.

Mum opened the drawer in the cabinet, on her side of the bed, pulling out some lube and a huge glass butt plug. It was about two inches in diameter, at the widest point. I must have looked a bit startled.

"It's OK, I fist her ass and pussy."

I placed a hand below one of Gwen's knees. She knew what was coming. Pulling both knees up to her chest, with out letting up on Julie's pussy. I assumed, I'd need nearly a bottle of lube. She'd done this lots. If mum's fist went in, this was smaller. I applied the fluid and placed the tip of the cone, against her anus. I'm certain, only Liz and Bridget other than Gwen, stood a chance, of having this inserted. It only took a couple of minutes, for it to slip home. Julie was in an almost constant state of orgasm. She was gripping and shaking the headboard. Showing her stubborn side, I think she was determined not to give in, before Gwen did.

I started repeating what I'd seen Julie do, to the meaty pussy before me. The flesh was taut. It felt like a mini pair of buttocks. As her clit rose, I took it in my lips, sucking it in. I began grazing it with my teeth, recalling the pain reference, mum had mentioned. This was it. She pushed Julie aside and screamed. I gently chewed the little knob. She squirted against my chin. I released the pleasure button from my mouth.

"Does she squirt a lot?" I asked mum.

"Sometimes. Normally when I double fist her and she rubs her clit. I never got her to do it, with the butt plug and my mouth."

"I think she's a masochist. I was chewing her clit with my teeth."

"You guessed." Said Gwen.

Julie was still panting on the bed, where she'd landed. I moved up and cuddled her.

"OK?"

"More than OK. You need one of those tongue balls. I lost count of the orgasms. Definitely the most ever."

The debrief was begun by Gwen. She thought, that it may be possible, that the amount of sex she'd have over the years, had decreased her sensitivity. She needed more and more extreme penetration and pressure, to get the most out of the sex, she was having.

"I think Margaret has been taking it easy on my clit."

I don't think, either myself, or mum, were that bothered, that we hadn't had an orgasm. Watching the two of them, had been great. I always loved seeing Julie cum. Julie finally moved and I pointed at Gwen's plug.

"That's fucking huge. Can I take it out? She asked.

Gwen nodded. Julie took hold of the base and eased it back and forth. Gwen pushed, as Julie applied pressure. She let out a long sigh as the widest part emerged. Julie held it up and inspected it, finally pointing it at my bum.

"Not a chance."

You now have, pretty much the whole picture, of what myself and Julie had learned and experienced, during our first year at university. We'd worked hard, got good grades. In addition, we'd got to see loads of naked women, of all shapes and sizes. Tried just about everything, we'd learned about. We even had close contact, with a couple of cocks, not something either of us saw, as part of our future. Perhaps there will be more, as our uni. time continues.