Watcher, Player or Both? Ch. 04

Glimpsing some small red marks, on a woman's backside, in a changing room, had a profound impact, so to speak, on me. It's been a while now, since I asked Doctor Sophie, about spanking. We nurses, regularly discuss romance, relationships and sex. Whether, the doctors have similar conversations, who knows. They tend not to let things slip, when we are around.

I have to say, I'm incredibly lucky. I have a handsome husband, who really looks after me. He's charming and loyal. From the time we married, sex has been fantastic. For me, the missing aspect, was spanking. My parents beat me, if I did anything wrong. The stinging in my ass, turned me on. I'd get myself off, straight afterwards. Even if getting caught masturbating, was what got me in trouble, to start with. Aaron was brought up to respect women and even if I begged him, he wouldn't hit me. I think he thought I'd lied, about my parents.

A couple of weeks with Sophie, Amanda and Julie, was great for me. I had some amazing orgasms, as the spanked and struck me. They also opened me up, to the joys of sex, with women. Better still, their videos and instruction, persuaded Aaron, that getting into BDSM, could be fun for both of us. It also stirred a voyeuristic streak, in Aaron. He's too well behaved, to upset things, by doing anything untoward, with our new lesbian friends. Especially, after how good they had been to us. However, he did love watching, these three lovely women. Particularly, as they were frequently naked.

We had taken what they taught us and run with it. Initially, Aaron used his hand, to spank and polish my ass. Sophie taught him to slap gently on my clit, with his fingers. These, in combination with our previous fucking, were great. Over the subsequent weeks, we began adding to our collection. I preferred soft rope, to the leather straps, Sophie used. We did go for the same crops, cat o' nine tails and paddle. As Julie had used a butt plug on Aaron, we began to explore that, with his own plugs and a prostate vibrator.

While we are on the subject of sex toys, Amanda had introduced us to Gwen, her mum's partner. The aim, to have a dildo, modelled on Aaron's magnificent penis. This would open the option, of double penetration, just with him. They lived too far away, for us to do the journey, there and back in a day. They offered to put us up, for a night. Amanda and to a greater extent, Julie, had given us some indication, of what to expect. I think both of us were a little concerned. We have high sex drives, it sounded like the two of them, despite their age, would outdo both of us. I had the impression, that Margaret would be expecting, to get the benefit of Aaron's skills and that both of them, would want to have sex with me.

I discussed this with Aaron, to see what he thought. As he had been, with Sophie's girlfriends, he was keen to watch me have fun. I did think, it would be a bit odd, having sex with Amanda's mum. More so with Gwen, who was even older.

"What would you think, about fucking either, or both of them?" I asked.

"Lets just see what happens. They live like Amanda, Sophie and Julie, why would they want me?"

We set a date, packed our bags and sufficient clothing and sex toys, to cover all eventualities. Just in case what Amanda feared and Julie predicted, came to pass. We arrived quite late, on a Friday evening, we'd stopped to eat on the way. The house, as we had been told, was really nice. Gwen answered the door. I'd got various descriptions. Amanda her height and looks, Julie her pussy and Sophie the tongue piercing. None of those, could prepare you, for the overall package. I'm used to towering over my friends, I could look her straight in the eye.

She told us to drop our bags and showed us in to the sitting room. No need for an introduction. Margaret was so like Amanda, it was scary. We were offered drinks and invited to sit down. Like the house, the furnishings were lovely.

"I expect you have heard a lot about us. Most of it is probably true, some might be an underestimate." Gwen said.

"From what we've heard, you outdo Amanda, Julie and Sophie, in the appetite and execution stakes." I said.

"That about sums it up. Anyway, your here for something special. I'll show you the sort of thing you can expect."

She reached down, into a bag beside her seat and pulled out a really impressive, black, rechargeable vibrator. Big in proportions and anatomically perfect. Pushing the button on the base, the vibrations were mind blowing.

"Is this the sort of thing you had in mind?"

"It certainly is. Can you choose the colour, or are they all black? It's just that I have a thing, for purple toys."

"They are totally bespoke, any colour you like, stripes or spots if that's your thing. Aaron, are you going to be OK, with Celia handling your erection?"

I jumped in.

"I'd have more worries for her, when she sees it."

Gwen and Margaret burst out laughing.

"We've had the description, she's been warned, to bring loads of material."

Gwen showed us round the house, pretty amazing, compared to where we lived. We dropped our bags, in the room she said we could use. We went down for a couple more drinks. It was getting pretty late. Before we headed to shower and bed, a similar set of house rules, to Sophie's place. You may see them, wandering around naked. They didn't care who saw them. They wore clothes for meals, which wasn't always the case, with the others. Breakfast at 9. Help yourselves, to tea or coffee, if you are up early. Celia would be arriving at 11.

Testing the waters, when we got upstairs, I got undressed, picked up the bath towel they'd left for us and wandered down the corridor. Both Margaret and Gwen, were heading to the bathroom.

"Bloody hell, I thought my daughter was exaggerating, with her description. If anything, she did you a disservice. You're gorgeous."

"Thanks, it's genetic, nothing I did."

"Guests first."

I went in, used the toilet and headed to the shower. They both stood and watched me. A couple of minutes later, Aaron appeared, now full shaved, ready for the procedure, tomorrow. Gwen whistled.

"For one couple, you two have more than your fair share, of amazing attributes."

"You two aren't doing so bad yourselves." He said.

The two of us showered and headed to bed. I'd expected something more but maybe, like us, they were divining, the lay of the land. We had a great nights sleep, the bed was fantastically comfortable. I always get up early. I think, working shifts for years, has messed with my sleep patterns. I headed to pee. Gwen got there just before me. She replicated Julie's standing up urination, probably just showing off. I sat.

"Amazing, how similar are vulva's are. I didn't believe Julie. She was right. Grab something to put on and come downstairs. Let's talk, while the others sleep." She said.

Gwen made us coffee and we moved to the sitting room. She and Margaret, had been a lot more reserved, than we expected. Even though we had all been naked, in the bathroom, nothing had happened. From what we had been told, I'd anticipated, that they would at least, have run their hands over my body. I wasn't sure, what they may have wanted with Aaron.

"Is there a reason, you didn't try your luck last night?"

"You've heard about us. The truth is, we had information from your three friends. They told us a lot about you both. We wanted to judge for ourselves, what your attitude would be. Think of it from our perspective. Why would a fit, hot, young couple be interested in us?"

"Thanks for the compliment. We were a bit apprehensive, coming here at all but you've both been great."

"I know you're new, to the lesbian side of things. Have you taken things beyond, Amanda, Sophie and Julie?"

"Not yet. I'm still getting off, on the spanking. One of the nurses at work, definitely shows an interest. She knows I'm married but when did that stop anyone. Aaron says his sister, is definitely interested. She dates men and women, often together."

"Ever tied Aaron down, or is that just your thing?"

"No, not yet."

"Maybe something to try, when Celia is here, she's the expert. Do you think he would be OK, with us touching him?"

"Definitely. So far, Julie put a butt plug in him and Amanda stroked his cock. There probably wasn't a need for that, I think he was about to cum, anyway. I thought you weren't in to men."

"I've done loads in my time. Just women, more recently. Margaret hasn't been divorced that long, only a few years. Hard not to be attracted, to what Aaron has. I think Celia might enjoy directing us all."

We sat talking, for another half an hour or so. Margaret appeared just before Aaron. Margaret went to the kitchen, made tea for herself and coffee for the rest of us. Gwen, unsurprisingly, looking at her body, was pretty health conscious. Yoghurt and a mixture of fresh fruit, for breakfast. Celia arrived, about twenty minutes earlier than planned. I don't know what I expected, from a professional dominatrix. Perhaps a taller, stronger version of Sophie. How wrong can you be. If I had to take a stab at it, probably in her fifties. Average height. Attractive enough but not pretty. She was dressed in a tweed skirt and Jacket with a white blouse beneath, flat leather shoes. Every bit, the vision of a maiden aunt. Similar to Sophie, in outlook, a sweet personality.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" She asked.

Aaron agreed. She removed her jacket, opened the bag she had brought and laid out a plastic sheet, on the floor. She lifted out a bowl and bag of powder and went to the kitchen. She was clearly familiar with being here. She returned a while later, the bowl now filled with some pink goo.

"Strip off, stand on to the sheet, get him hard." Here we go, orders from the dom.

Aaron undressed and stood on the sheet. I began to leave my seat but Gwen beat me to it. She stuck her tongue out at Aaron, showing off the piercing. She took his dick in both hands and took his knob in her mouth. Both her hands moved to his ass cheeks. That ball must have been rubbing his frenulum. It didn't take long, for Gwen to move away. While this was going on, Celia put on some rubber gloves. She rubbed some fluid on his cock, then, took scoops of the goo. With her hands she slavered the stuff, all over Aaron's cock and balls. Gwen stroked his ass and flicked her tongue across his nipples. Presumably, trying to keep him hard, while the mould set.

No idea how long it took, we were just watching. Celia removed her gloves and pressed a finger against the goo. Judging that it had set, she moved a hand between his legs.

"It may be a bit uncomfortable as it comes off your balls."

She stretched the mould and then peeled it off his cock. She reached into her bag and took out some wipes, handing them to Aaron. He cleaned his cock and balls.

"There you go. You've now had the attention of two old women, in one morning."

Aaron dressed and Celia cleaned up her stuff. We discussed the colour of the vibrator, flexibility and vibration power. The price was high but you get what you pay for. Gwen made proposal.

"This is for you. How would you feel, if I paid for this, if you let us and the other three have copies?"

"Aaron, would you be OK with that?"

"Sure, everyone has seen me anyway."

"Purple for Mary, natural for the other two. Send Celia a photo, to work from." Gwen said.

Gwen and Margaret headed to the kitchen to get lunch while we chatted with Celia. Work, holidays and as we relaxed, our journey into BDSM. Gwen must shop in some expensive places. All of the things for lunch, must have come from some high end deli's. It tasted delicious. The white wine, I'd seen in the shops, cost twice as much as the bottles we drank. As Aaron was driving, he opted for some coffee. Gwen popped a question.

"Celia, can you stay for a few hours, this afternoon?"

"Sure. I have a taxi booked but I can ring them and change the time."

I had an ideal what was going to happen, after my chat with Gwen, first thing this morning. I also had the feeling, that we would end up staying, for another night. Even though we had planned to leave, after the model was done. When lunch was cleared way, Gwen asked,

"Aaron, ever been tied down, for sex?"

"No, up to now, it's been Mary's thing. I guess you have something in mind."

"While we have our expert with us, want to try it?"

"Why not. I've seen what Amanda and Sophie do. They do it give pleasure. I'm always up for that."

"I don't think getting it up, is going to be a problem." Margaret said.

Aaron grinned and the rest of us sniggered. We headed upstairs, to a room we had not been shown, yesterday. It was right at the end of the corridor, at the back of the house. Gwen swung the door open. I was stunned. The walls were hung with chains, straps, crops whips and all sorts of other things. In the centre of the room, a low, sort of bench. Six feet long and about five feet wide. Supported on metal legs and covered in black leather.

Gwen told us, that all of the stuff here, was Celia's. When they'd been in a relationship, they set up the room. They agreed to separate, when Celia wanted to go a lot further, down the route than Gwen. They stayed friends. Celia had gone beyond what was here, so had left if behind. Gwen and Margaret began undressing, so Aaron and myself followed. Gwen turned to Celia.

"Want to show them, what those granny clothes cover up?"

She waited, until we were all naked. She unbuttoned her blouse. Underneath, a not to flattering, white bra, fairly thick material. She slipped off the blouse, dropping it to the floor. She undid the button, on the side of her skirt, pulled the zip down and let it fall. Some fairly large white briefs. However, there was a bulge around her pussy. She undid he clips on the rear of her bra and eased her breasts free. I gasped. Her breasts were firm, about the size of a large grapefruit. The gasp, was caused by what else was on show. Her nipples were surrounded, by black tattoos, of multi pointed stars. He nipples pierced, with moderately large rings. She pulled down her briefs. The bulge, was a small padlock, linking multiple rings piercing her pussy lips. I could see Aaron's cock twitching.

Aaron was drawn to the bench by Celia and placed on his back. His arms and legs were tied, to the four corner legs, by leather cuffs attached to ropes. His cock was already hard and pointing towards his chest. Celia picked an eye mask, from a hook on the wall and covered his eyes. I rummaged through my pile of clothes, picked out my phone and started filming. What surprised me, was the length of time, she left between her actions. The pauses added to the anxiety and anticipation. Something to pass on to Sophie. He clearly had no idea, what would happen, or when. I'd love to see her clicking around in heels, rather than bare feet. Still, an improvised foray was good too.

She moved slowly round the bench. I'd not noticed before but a couple of her fingernails were quite long and cut sharp. She dragged these briefly, across his chest, along his sides, down his legs. All with pauses between. Continuing, she leant over and scraped a sharp nail across his nipples and down his stomach. Just before reaching his knob, she pulled her hand away. She knelt on the bench between his legs. One sharp nail on each hand, was dragged up the inside of his legs. A minute passed. A nail between his ass cheeks, across his balls and up his shaft. More time. She leant over him and stuck a sharp nail into the eye at the tip of his cock. He groaned, through gritted teeth.

She left the bench and took a crop, the same as we had, with the wide tip, from the wall. She dragged it slowly, all over his body, including up his cock and balls. A pool of pre cum, was gathering on his stomach. She did the sort of slap stroke routine, that Amanda and Sophie used but with longer gaps between. Nearing the end of her part, of the scenario, some gentle taps on his knob, with the flat of the crop. He shifted uncomfortably. She stepped away.

Gwen set a foot on the bench and knelt over Aaron's head, facing his feet. She lowered her pussy on to his mouth. Margaret joined her on the bench, standing feet either side of his stomach. She bent her knees, took his cock in her hand, aimed it at her pussy and lowered herself. She winced slightly, finding the length, she could accommodate, probably just over 8 inches. She began riding his dick. Feeling a change in him. She eased herself off. He must have been disappointed, not to cum. Our two hosts swapped places, having left him for a couple of minutes. Margaret started grinding her pussy, on his mouth. I was shocked at Gwen. She rubbed his cock, slick with Margaret's juices and his pre cum, on her ass, then dropped to his thighs. His whole length absorbed, in less than a second. Way faster, than it had ever gone in me. Wiggling her buttocks on his legs, she started to ride him hard, while Celia rubbed Gwen's clit. Aaron shot his load within seconds. Gwen came soon afterwards. Margaret continued to grind, for maybe a couple of minutes more, before she reached orgasm.

My hand was shaking. I guessed the video wouldn't be that great. It didn't matter. Celia picked up her clothes and left the room. I wondered what she was thinking. She seemed so matter of fact, about what had gone on. Margaret and Gwen finally climbed off my husband. His dick flopped, limp onto his stomach. They removed his blindfold, untied the ropes and lifted him to his feet. We all headed to the bathroom. Celia was stood in the shower, hot water running on to her body. She was masturbating furiously. Looking directly at us, she grunted three or four times, squirting against the clear glass, of the shower screen.

Gwen pushed Aaron forwards, into the shower. Celia manoeuvred herself behind him, took some shower gel and began rubbing it on his body. Her hand disappeared between their bodies. His torso bent slightly. A finger in his ass? Her other hand rubbed along his shaft, settling on his knob and circling it. I credit him with staying power. On this occasion, it wasn't to be. He let out a really load groan, his knees bent and his cum hit the shower wall. She stepped away, washed her hands and got out of the shower.

"Sorry, got to go. I have a gentleman needing my skills."

Gwen handed her a towel and she went to get dressed. I heard her across the hall, booking her taxi. I stood and watched as everyone showered. I now understood, what Julie and Amanda got out of this. I'd not had an orgasm. I hadn't even touched myself. Yet I had been thrilled. I trusted Aaron. He hadn't fucked anyone else since we met. Now he'd been fucked by a couple of women and wanked by another and I'd watched it all. We dried, dressed and headed downstairs.

"Aaron, you must be tired. Want to have a few drinks and stay the night? It's fine with us." Gwen said.

He looked at me. I nodded.

"That would be great. I suppose that means we won't be sleeping much."

Gwen just smiled. She went to the sideboard and opened a bottle of red wine. Again, delicious, very smooth. She asked Aaron what he thought about being tied and fucked. His reaction. Amazing. We need more of it.

"Mary, do you think Amanda, Sophie and Julie would go for it? I'm not expecting to have them ride me like that. You could do that."

"I'll speak to Sophie, when we get back."

Margaret cooked a fantastic dinner. Fillet steak, oven sauté potatoes and salad. We drank another bottle of the excellent red, to accompany it. After dinner, Gwen made coffee and poured some brandy, from a cut glass decanter. We moved to the sitting room and relaxed. Gwen broke the silence.

"I suppose this must have been a bit strange. Your first bondage session. You fucked your friends mum and her elderly lover. Not to mention, what Celia got up to, in the shower."

"Months ago, I'd have said yes. Now, not so much. A has changed for us, it's hard to know, what point we'd reach, before we get freaked out." He said.

We talked for a while, before, Gwen decided it was time for bed.

"Drop your clothes and come and join us. Plenty of room for four."

We headed upstairs. Dumped our clothes on the bed, we'd slept in and headed across the corridor. Gwen and Margaret were naked, on top of the bed. I think Aaron was aware of his capabilities and sat on a small couch, looking at the bed.

"Need some time? Take as much as you need. We have all night. This awesome woman, with huge firm tits, great ass and meaty pussy, needs some love." Margaret said.

The two of them pulled me on to the bed. Margaret, squished her ass on to my face. Similar to Amanda's but slightly larger. She wiggled, her anus close to my nose. I felt my legs being raised by Gwen, as she was stroking my ass. I guessed Margaret was holding my ankles. A tongue swiped up my pussy. The metal ball, hitting my clit. I'd heard claims about her oral talent. They were all true. I'd have been screaming like mad, if it weren't for Margaret's pussy, covering my mouth. I came several times before she moved away. Margaret came twice. I thought the pause meant a break.

I was wrong. Margaret released my nose from her asshole. She shifted and started sucking my nipples. I'd dropped my legs. The respite was brief. Gwen pushed them up. I felt some lubricant on my ass. Something, smooth against my hole. I love anal and this felt good. A stretch but no bigger than Aaron. Definitely a plug.

"Fucking hell."

Gwen had flicked a switch. This thing was vibrating like a jack hammer. I felt her lips close over my erect clit. I think I was screaming continually. I pushed her head away. My knees closed together. I was shaking and gasping for air. Finally, Gwen turned off the plug. The two of them lay either side of me. Aaron stood by the side of the bed. The tip of his cock dribbling fluid. He looked down at me, his phone in his hand. He'd started filming. Who knows when.

"Your clit is massive. Bigger than I've ever seen it." He said.

I reached down a hand. He wasn't wrong. I know I have a large clit but it felt enormous. The touch was brief, it was as sensitive as hell. No more for me today. I looked at Aaron.

"Take that out."

He moved between my legs. I pulled my knees up and pushed. He removed it, holding it up. It was actually bigger than I'd thought. Bigger than any of mine. If the custom vibrator, was like that, it was going to be amazing. I got off the bed slowly. He handed me the phone, as I moved to the seat, Aaron had occupied. Margaret got on her knees and Gwen applied some lube to her ass and Aaron's cock. He didn't need telling. He knelt behind her, rubbed his helmet on her hole and pushed the knob inside. Well mannered as ever. He let her accommodate to his size, before inching back and forth. Increasing his pace gradually. Gwen fingered Margarets clit, for no more, than a couple of minutes. She came with a groan. Falling forward and releasing Aaron's knob. Without a second thought, Gwen took his cock in her mouth, grabbed his ass and pulled him forward. Taking the invitation, he began thrusting fast. Nearly half his shaft in her mouth. He grunted. Holding the back of her head, he came, what looked like a huge amount. I saw her neck moving, as she swallowed.

For someone, who had obviously been well educated and was certainly wealthy, she was one dirty lady. I'd never sucked his cock, when it had been in my ass. Here she was, sucking it, when it had been in someone else's. Three of us were clearly knackered. I'd heard about Gwen cumming, without contact. I wanted some contact, with her pussy. I pushed her back and began licking her pussy. She was soaking wet, her clit hard and still slightly pulsing. She'd definitely cum already. I returned the favour taking her clit between my lips. Margaret approached. She took my hand, covered it in a huge amount of lube. Placing her hand round mine, she squashed my fingers together and pushed them to Gwen's ass. I stopped sucking and looked at her. She nodded. I pushed forward and started sucking her clit again. After some resistance, my hand was in her ass, to the wrist. Margaret held my forearm and began moving it. I took up the motion. A minute later, Gwen grunted and groaned. I felt my wrist being compressed, her clit pulses and she squirted all over my face.

Margaret aware of Gwen's needs, held my hand still, as I released the clit from my lips.

"Give it a few minutes before you pull out."

When Gwen waved her hand, I eased out gently as she groaned.

"That's why she could take Aaron's cock in her ass, in one go."

I wondered what it felt like. The only hand, I thought I'd want to do that, was Sophie's dainty one. I headed to the shower. Aaron followed. We were completely done. We washed and towelled ourselves down. Gwen and Margaret followed on.

"Better use your room. We'll use the spare. Sleep well." Said Gwen.

We certainly did. Neither of us woke, until after 9. We packed our bags, dressed and headed downstairs. Our hosts were eating breakfast. They made us coffee and toast.

"Had a good time?" Margaret asked.

"Good, doesn't seem the right word. Even describing that as sex, doesn't seem adequate." I said.

They both smiled. We headed home at about 10.30 with an invitation to return. I couldn't wait to see Sophie, at work on Monday. Although, I guessed, Margaret would have already told Amanda,, what had occurred. We took Sunday as a day off. We really needed some recovery time. I only saw Sophie briefly, on Monday.

"Told you so, didn't I."

Was really all she had to say. About ten days later, the new vibrator arrived. It was everything Gwen and Celia had promised. One had also arrived, addressed to Amanda. Sophie's view, she'd hold it and use the vibrations. She thought the other two, might actually try it out, at some point.

Not long after it arrived, Aaron's sister, Marcie, came to stay. What can I say. If anyone thought Julie and Gwen, were slightly inappropriate, Marcie was on another level. She'd see where the limits were, then go way beyond them. Aaron took after his dad. Marcie, looked like a younger version of their mother. About average height, good looking, with a slightly rounded face, a good but not overly shapely figure. There was definitely something about her. Bold and outward going. She never found a problem, finding someone to sleep with. She really didn't have a preference. She'd been in relationships with men and women, often, one of each, at the same time. She arrived on Sunday afternoon. I suppose we should have known, before Aaron and myself, headed off to work, that something would happen.

I was on a relatively early shift, finishing late in the afternoon. Aaron, had a meeting with clients. He'd had to travel and wouldn't be back until late. I wandered into the lounge. There was Marcie, with my tablet, right hand in her pants, rubbing her clit. My arrival didn't stop her. I went to grab the device. She held tight and sighed as she came.

"Everyone is always having a go at me, for being off the rails. You two take the biscuit."

"How much have you seen?"

"All the videos. Your toy collection is great. Bro must love spanking your ass. Talking of which, you must be as slack as hell, looking at what's been up there. I knew Aaron was big, from when we were younger but that thing is huge."

There wasn't much I could say to that. I'd transferred all of the phone video, and what Julie had shot, to my tablet. She'd now seen me and her brother. Us with Julie, Amanda and Sophie. As well as the two of us with Gwen et al.

"Those two in the fetish gear and the redhead, are cute. Who are they?"

"Just friends."

No point holding back now. I told her about my mum and dad. Masturbating after I'd been spanked. Plus most of what had happened since.

"That skinny grey woman, must be good. I've never seen anyone cum like you did, even in fake porn."

I just smiled.

"What are you going to tell Aaron, when he gets in?"

"The truth. He knows what you are like. We should have known better and hidden everything."

"I'd have found it all anyway. Mum and dad thought they'd hidden theirs. Loads of photos and a couple of vibrators. I saw, where Aaron got his dick from. Boy does mum have a hairy fanny. Full bush almost up to her belly button."

"My god."

"You knew I was pervy. Now you know just how much."

"I need a drink. Want one?"

"Rum and coke."

We'd had several, before Aaron got home. I recounted what had happened, since I got in. I don't think he was particularly surprised. Certainly not, about what she'd done today. A bit more, about the revelations, concerning his parents.

"In the spirit of sharing." She said, as she went upstairs.

She returned with a laptop. Opened a folder and played some videos. Some showing her giving guys blowjobs, fucking, going down on women. The last, her getting double penetrated by a couple of white guys. She came twice before they did.

"That's my favourite. They were awesome. They could go for ages. Mum's face looked like that, in some of the photos."

"Too much information, sis."

"Come off it. If dad is anything like you, she'd have had a permanent smile on her face. All of this has got me horny. Mary curtailed my fun this afternoon."

She stood, pushed her tracksuit trousers down. She wasn't wearing any knickers. Quite a pronounced pubic mound, just a thin strip of hair above her pussy. She sat back down and spread her knees. Her pussy was open, almost a diamond, of pink visible. Her eyes closed, she started stroking her labia. We just sat and watched, as she masturbated to a an orgasm. No shame at all. She opened her eyes and looked at us. She closed her eyes again and resumed. This time, she was slower and more gentle. Her second orgasm, was louder and more intense. Her small brown asshole was twitching. I couldn't help rubbing my crotch, over my skirt.

"I guessed from the videos, that you like watching, as well as doing. Fuck it." I said.

I stripped off. My clit was already growing. I started rubbing my fingers either side of it. Marcie bold as brass, walked over and started sucking on it. I was already so wet, from watching her show, she pushed two fingers into my ass, using my pussy juice as lubrication. I came immediately.

"I suppose Aaron told you, I fancied you. Those big tits and tight ass are magnificent."

I'm not sure, if Aaron knew what to do. He'd found out, more than he wanted to, about his parents. His sister, had seen everything we had done. Now he'd watched her wanking and seen her go down on his wife. I could see his cock straining, inside his trouser leg. I undid the button, pulled down his zip and eased it free. Marcie beat me to it, took hold and pushed her head down, onto his knob. Her cheeks concave, as she sucked. Breath hissing through her nostrils. A few minutes later, she slid her hand down to his balls and round to his anus. A single touch had his hips bucking. He grunted, at least half a dozen times. Each, presumably matching, a jet of his cum. She swallowed, before letting him free.

"Naughty boy. You just came, in our sister's mouth. That was a lot."

She winked and grinned. Was this the step too far, we had mentioned at Gwen's. For my part, I felt OK with it. I wasn't related to Marcie, other than by marriage. She had a nice pussy. I enjoyed watching her masturbate. On top of that, her oral technique was great. I felt a bit anxious about Aaron.

"Marcie. Can you give us a few minutes?"

She pulled up her trousers and went upstairs. I turned to Aaron.

"Are you alright?"

"Not sure. Putting aside the fact that I'm her older brother. She looked great and the blowjob was as good as yours. No offence."

"None taken. She did look good. Where do we go from here?"

"Sis! come back down."

She trotted down. As though full of the joys of spring.

"Sis, that probably wasn't a great thing to do. I know what you're like. I don't suppose, that is going to be the end of it, is it?"

"Probably not. I'm not daft. The lady in the video, the brunette you fucked in the ass. She's related, to one of the three, in the BDSM stuff, isn't she?"

"Mother and daughter." I said.

"Cool." Was her response.

"OK, lets call a halt for now. Myself and Aaron need some time to work things out. It's late. We'll talk about it after work tomorrow."

I phoned Sophie and asked if she could come over, after work. We need to talk but not on the phone. She agreed. She drove me home, following the end of my shift. Aaron and Marcie were sat in the lounge. I introduced Sophie.

"Hey, the cute whip lady."

"Sorry Sophie, she's worse than Julie or Gwen." I said, apologetically.

I ran through the events of the previous evening.

"I might not be the best person, to give you advice. This goes no further, than this room. My experience is limited. I have a brother and Julie has a sister. Most brothers and sisters are curious, about each other. What they look like and what they do. I'd accidentally seen my brother pee, or in the shower. I saw him wanking. We did it together and to each other. It was curiosity, not attraction. Julie was the same, with her sister. They'd share a room, when visitors stayed with them. They saw each other masturbating. Julie saw her sister, shove a marker pen up her ass. That's were her interest in anal comes from. It's curiosity and a challenge. If her sister can do it, she can too. I'm sure some siblings do have sex and are attracted to each other. For most, it's just curiosity."

"Bloody hell. I thought I was a wild child. I'm like a nun, compared to all of you. Sophie, can I take you to bed?"

"The answer to that, for the moment, is no. I'm in love with Amanda and Julie. We only have fun with other women, when the three of us are together. Are you attracted to Aaron, or just see it as a challenge?"

"You didn't say no, about going to bed. You may be right about Aaron. Forbidden fruit and a bigger dick than I've seen before."

"I'll talk to the others but don't get your hopes up. Looks like you have plenty to sort out here, first. All I can tell you, is what we've experienced. I don't know if that helps, or not. The three of us, aren't the best role models."

Sophie headed home. Marcie, always one to look on the positive side. Thought for a while.

"This means, I get to have sex with Mary. Wanking Aaron, even though I've already done more and an anal challenge. Maybe. even having sex, with three cute BDSM girls."

"Hold your horses, we haven't agreed anything." I said.

"I'll be fine. Dad puts his dick in mum's ass. We're about the same size. Although, judging by her face, it looked a bit painful."

"For fucks sake, sis. Is nothing sacred."

"They're allowed to have fun too. I just wonder who was taking all of the pictures."

"What do you mean?"

She picked up her laptop and opened a hidden folder. There were my in laws. In all their glory. In all sorts of poses and positions. There were sequences, clearly taken of the same scene. The shadow, of the person taking the pictures, visible in one or two. Despite what he'd said, Aaron was looking closely. One final picture, in the folder. Their mum, riding her husband's cock, with someone's dick in her bum. You couldn't see the face. It looked like their dad, was pushing a remote button.

"You scanned all these?"

"Uh hu. I think they are about ten years old. I never found anything else, just these. I suppose, the photographer is not around any more."

Aaron was still silent, trying to process even more revelations.

"Sorry Aaron. I assumed you knew about them. I suppose your room, was as far away from theirs, as you could be in our house. I used to hear the bed springs. I think I get more than my looks, from mum. She was pretty loud. She used to talk, when they had sex, shoot your stuff in me, fuck me hard and the like. I never heard dad but you could hear the slap of her bum cheeks."

"How am I going to get that out of my head. Going to visit, isn't going to be pleasant, is it."

"Bro, look at it the other way round. How would they look at you, knowing what you've been up to and that I swallowed a huge load of your cum. Everyone has secrets. What they don't know, won't hurt them. Anyway. I just had a thought. I saw you plugged up. Can I fuck your ass?"

He laughed. The first time I'd seen him, anything other than worried, for a couple of days. Time for bed. We headed upstairs. Aaron hit the shower and I went to see Marcie. She was naked on her bed, with her laptop. On the screen, Aaron and Gwen.

"You copied all my files too?"

"Of course. Nothing beats watching in person but this is a good second best. New stuff is always welcome. It spices things up, when I masturbate."

"I think Aaron will be fine, just give him a bit of time. It took me ages, to get him to spank my ass. He's started doing a lot of new stuff, recently. It might not take too long."

The following day, I wasn't working, as I had a couple of shifts, at the weekend. I'd spend a bit of time talking to Marcie, after Aaron went to work. I knew she worked. As far as I could tell, she had left school and got a job, rather than going to university. She was definitely a free spirit, going where the mood took her. No career plan but she didn't seem to want one. She got up late, at around 10am. She skipped breakfast and drank some tea. I began probing for information. Her main interests, a lot like Amanda, were voyeurism and masturbation. Even though she had lots of sex, her kick, came from recalling the memories, rather than the act itself. Similarly, imagining the feelings of others, while she watched them.

"If I've got this right. You gave Aaron a blowjob, so that you could get off, to the memory of it, later. You looked at the pictures of your parents, thinking what it would feel like. The same, for all of the other stuff, on your laptop. You had those orgasms, with your eyes closed, recalling memories. Does that sum it up?"

"That's about it. Do something, see something and move on."

"Is it going to be like that, with us?"

"I guess so. I don't really think too much about it."

I knew from Aaron, that Marcie had been saying things about, me for years. It was time, to give her what she wanted. I'd watched her masturbate and she'd sucked my clit. Time for something a little more. I took her hand and almost pulled her upstairs, into the room she was using.

"I know you've wanted this for a while. It's yours. Do what you want."

I stripped off. For a minute, she just stood there and looked. Had I actually stunned her. Not a bit of it. She was eyeing me up. She only had a pair of trousers and blouse on. It didn't take her long to get rid of them. We had seen her pussy yesterday. Which I thought was great. Mine was the only part of me, that I would change. Most of those we had met, thought it great. The size of my vulva, seemed to turn people on. Personally, I preferred the look of Marcie's. This was the first time I'd seen her breasts. She really was right, just like her mum but a lot more firm and youthful. Boobs, decent small mounds with large, dark, areola, nipples relatively small and button like.

"Nice boobs. Not as big and awesome as mine but I prefer the look of your pussy, to what I've got. Anyway, you had a good look round our stuff. What have you got?"

"Eh?"

"Come off it, someone who masturbates as much as you, must have something. How often do you get off?"

She went to her holdall and brought out, what looked like a make up case. Unclipping the catches, she opened the lid. A a huge bottle of lube. Mostly vibrators, of various shapes and sizes, nothing unusual. Some vibrating anal beads and a couple of butt plugs. The latter, giving no indication, that she could match her mum. I picked up the largest, about an inch across.

"Just my travelling set. More at home. That's the biggest I can wear, walking about. Both the guys I was with, were bigger. In answer to your question about four or five times."

"Do you always keep your eyes closed?"

"Mostly but if I'm with someone, I like to watch. Talking of which."

She motioned me to the bed, picked up a pillow and tossed it to me. She sat against the headboard, propped up on the other pillow. I placed mine against the footboard. She opened her legs, I did the same and placed my legs over hers. For a couple of minutes, we just sat there looking at each other.

She licked a couple of fingers and ran them down her labia. Eyes not closed this time, firmly glued to the meaty flesh, to which, she had previously applied her lips and tongue. I reached down and separated the lips she was looking at. This definitely did something for her. A minute or so later, fluid was lubricating her fingers. She started in earnest. Inserting a finger into her vagina and dragging it up, over her clit, repeatedly. I ran a couple of fingers either side of mine. Marcie started rubbing and squeezing her nipples, with her other hand. She was beginning to breath harder. The sight of my clit, rising to it's full extent, got her really excited. The little bump of hers was now visible. A final pinch of her nipple and her thighs closed around her hand and she let out a long,

"Aaaaaaaaaah."

I'd been too intent on watching her, to finish. A couple of seconds later, her legs opened again, her hand wet. She resumed her routine. I tried to match her. I came, my clit throbbed. The sight was probably what took her over the edge.

"Sucking that big clit was great. Watching it pulsing like that, is even better."

We sat there for a while, just looking at each other. Apart from her mum, on the laptop, those were the widest areola I'd ever seen, even at work. They puckered slightly when she came. She wiggled her legs from under mine, knelt between my thighs and started stroking my nipples.

"How do you get tits this firm with nipples like that?"

"No idea. Never seen mum's, so I don't know whether I got them from her."

"Time for round two. Your room, we need your toys, my travelling kit is never going to be enough."

She bounced off the bed and headed to our room. She pulled out the storage box from under the bed. She pulled out our paddle. I knelt on the bed, almost a reflex, to the situation. I expected her to just start spanking. I was surprised when I felt her tongue on my ass. I love this. Aaron does it but I don't think he's that keen. Marcie on the other hand, was licking probing and fucking my hole, with her tongue. Her probing item left me. Unlike Amanda, Marcie didn't hold back with the paddle. No strokes or rubs, just full on slaps, just like my dad. My ass was stinging. I was grunting and shouting. I think the sounds gave her a clue. She dropped the paddle on the floor, reached between my legs and copied my technique, a finger each side of my clit. I came almost instantly, letting out a huge scream. Even though she'd seen the video, I heard her gasp. I slumped face down on the bed. She sat beside me, feeling the heat in my bum.

"Your ass is a great. I'd be rimming that, all the time, if I was bro. That spanking really does get you turned on, doesn't it."

I turned my head to the side.

"That's the hardest I've been spanked since dad."

I told her about how I got started with it.

"Want a go?"

"Not really, I prefer having things put in there, to someone beating it. Hold on a minute."

She walked off. When she came back, she was carrying her phone and a small vibrator and put them on the bed. Back into our toy box, she pulled out some lube and a succession of butt plugs. She pulled out our custom vibrator.

"This is Aaron, isn't it?"

"Yes and if you think I'm going to let you put that in your ass, you have another thing coming."

She compared the butt plugs, finding one the same size as the Aaron vibrator.

"Work me up to that. If I get it in, he'll be able to do my ass."

She got on all fours, put her phone in front of her face and put the bullet between her pussy lips. I started using the plugs in turn. The first, about the size of the guys, I'd seen doing anal with her. She's told me, that the middle sized of the ones she picked, was what she normally used, on her own. Not too much trouble with that. I could hear the buzzing of the vibrator and some panting. I left this in for a while, until, she told me to get on with it. The last one, looked big, compared to her smaller body but her hole was gaping. I applied more lube. The cone, went over half way in. She was panting hard. She pushed her ass back at me, I held the plug firm. The widest part, paused in her sphincter before slipping in. I thought she was going to carry on with the bullet and cum but she pulled it away.

"Going to let him fuck my ass?"

"That's up to him, not me."

"Look at this."

She handed me the phone. I scrolled back the footage. Her face filled the screen. Her cheeks puffed as the plugs entered. Eyes wide, mouth open as they went fully home. The last one, gritted teeth and eyes screwed up. Pretty much, like her mum in the photos.

"Put the camera on and take it out."

I did as she commanded. Her anus gaped hugely.

"Fuck my pussy with Aaron, I need to cum."

I picked up the vibrator and covered it in lube. Her pussy was really wet. Was she ready of the level of vibration. I rested just the very tip, between her labia and turned the vibration on, at the lowest level. She spread her knees wide. What was the biggest thing, she'd had inside her? Would this even fit. I gradually increased the power and began slowly stroking her clit. I started working the toy back and forth, about half an inch at a time. Bit by bit, it went further in, until the knob slipped home, she sighed. More intensity, more depth. I stopped at about 6 inches and began to fuck her. Slowly, back to the crest of the knob, then in again. More power. My little finger resting on the shaft, all fingers together, resting on her clit, transferring the power. She had a huge orgasm.

"F f f f f fucking hell."

I lifted my hand away and turned 'Aaron' off. Easing it out of her slowly. I don't think she knew what to do or say. I lay beside her, slid my arm under he neck, pulled her to me and hugged her. I don't know how long we were there. Neither of us said a word.

She rolled onto her side, pushed down with her arm, swung her legs off the bed, and sat on the edge.

"Wow, that thing's insane. Not just Aaron's size, those vibrations are wild. Even to start with, it was about as high as any of mine go."

"So, now you've seen your face like your mum's with something big in your ass, looked at your gaping hole and had a massive orgasm, on a model of your brother's cock. Good enough?"

"For today. I can see why mum was wincing. If dad was banging into her with that, it explains the screaming. Still, she was a tough cookie. If she didn't like it, he'd have found out pretty quick. You OK, with Aaron doing that to you?"

"I've been masturbating with things in my ass for ages, way before I met him."

I picked my phone off the bedside cabinet. I showed her a couple of old selfies, in my university, full bush days. A huge cucumber, going into my ass. I'd wanted to see what it looked like. A bit tricky to do.

"Your mum was doing stuff like this. My mum would have beaten the shit out of me, for even thinking about it. I couldn't stop though. I know which I'd prefer. Do your parents know much about you, Aaron and Derek?"

"They know Derek is gay. He never takes anyone home. They must know he sucks cock and gets fucked in he ass. They think you and Aaron, are the perfect straight down the line couple."

"We were, until recently. What about you."

"They think I'm a lost cause. I was still living at home until recently. They both saw me naked. Both of them have caught me masturbating. Dad beat a swift retreat. Mum stood and watched, until I had cum. My eyes were just about closed, so she thought I hadn't seen. One of them, not sure which, has seen me getting fucked. A guy was doing me from behind, I heard the door open, then close. They never say anything. I guess, it's all stuff they do."

"Where are you now? You change jobs and what you are doing so often, it's hard keeping up."

"Working in a fashion shop. The other girls are fun. We have some good nights out. So, I might stick at this for a while. I rent a room from a young couple. The extra money helps them out, with their mortgage. Not a big space but comfortable. James is average heigh, slim with dark hair. Olivia, blonde, blue eyes, my height, slimmer than me."

She told me that, the couple hadn't been married long. The house is pretty new, so the walls are thin. They are still fucking just about every night. Marcie spends her evenings masturbating, as they fuck. They sound like fun, Marcie says they talk during sex but try to keep it quiet. She came home a bit earlier than normal, on one of her Friday nights out and they were fucking on the couch. They stopped dead. Marcie told them not to stop, on her account. Normal for her, she asked if she could watch. The woman turned her head but the guy just carried on. When the guy came, Marcie headed upstairs.

In the morning Marcie apologised to the guy, as he was heading out, saying she'd been drunk. He just nodded. When the woman appeared, she looked a bit flustered. Marcie apologised to her, too.

"Our fault. We just got carried away. You're normally back a lot later. I was embarrassed but James, thought it was fine. He said you were rubbing yourself."

"All I can say is sorry. Masturbation and watching are my things. This might not sound great but I masturbate, listening to you two, most nights. Sounds like you're having a great time."

Olivia blushed.

"How much do you hear?"

"The wall between us is pretty thin. Hard to keep anything to yourself."

"You hear what we say?"

Marcie nodded.

"My god, that sounds so bad, thinking about it, now."

"Hey, your having fun. My potty mouth is far worse than what you two say."

"We don't hear you talking. James has nudged me once or twice. We've heard you orgasm."

"I try to keep it quiet. Don't want to disturb the neighbours. I'm not bothered, if you're not. Everyone masturbates, I just do it more than most."

Olivia giggled. She admitted that both of them got off, listening to her. She may have been trying to keep quiet but not entirely successfully.

"Again, I'm sorry, particularly for what I said. I don't know you well enough. I shouldn't have asked to watch. I also shouldn't have started rubbing my crotch, that wasn't right. Ever watched anyone?"

"No. I've heard a few, in some of the places I've lived. People upstairs in flats or next door in a student house. Not watched anyone."

"Want to?"

Marcie headed to her room, leaving the door open. She took out some toys and lube, then stripped naked. Olivia, had taken the invitation, she was stood at the door. Marcie waved her hand to her chair and Olivia sat down. Marcie on her knees, lubricated and inserted, a moderate butt plug. She flipped over, spreading her legs and pointing her pussy at Olivia. She began, fingers only, stroking and rubbing her vulva. As she got more turned on, she started using her bullet vibrator. Putting on a show, she didn't hold back with the vocals, when she came. Olivia's eyes were glued to her pussy and ass.

"How was that, for your first voyeur session?"

"Your bum was twitching and that thing was going in and out."

"Yours will twitch too. Never seen it. James not mentioned it?"

She shook her head.

"Do you put things in your bum, a lot."

Marcie got off the bed, tipped out all of her toys on the bed. Sorted them out. Indicating all of the anal ones.

"Not everyone's thing. Lots of people try it. Not everyone likes it. For me, it intensifies the orgasm. Not tried it?

"No. I know James wants to. I think most guys do. They get turned on by the thought. He rubbed his knob against me but I told him to stop."

"Don't be offended but from what I saw, he isn't that big, in the penis department. It should fit, if you take your time an use plenty of lubricant."

"All of this stuff, being naked, watching, talking about sex and showing me, using all your sex toys, is all so matter of fact for you."

"It's just how I am. I like sex and having fun. Do you and James use toys?"

She admitted to just a couple of vibrators. Marcie told her to borrow anything she wanted, any time. Marcie was still sat, legs open, butt plug in. Olivia took a deep breath and asked Marcie to show her more. She said some of her friends talked about what they did. She always just nodded in agreement. Giving them the impression that Olivia did all these things too.

"Ever had a woman touch you?"

Olivia shook her head. Marcie got off the bed. She pulled Olivia's shirt over her head, her blonde hair rose and flopped down to her shoulders. Marcie hadn't seen her body before. On the couch, she'd been clothed, knickers round her ankles. Her trousers undone, fell to the floor. No bra, small breasts, perky light pink nipples. High leg briefs. Marcie knelt in front of her and pulled them down. A nicely trimmed blonde bush, quite full. The vulva below, bare.

"Just relax, I'm not going to hurt you. James will love it and so will you. Some of what I say, will probably be a bit crude but that's how I am."

She got Olivia onto the bed. She spent plenty of time stroking and caressing her slim body. She took time, before getting close to her pussy. Placing Olivia's hand, she got her to start masturbating. She had raised her knees, feet on the bed. Marcie watched on, while moving some lube and a small butt plug, closer to the action. Olivia was making noises, Marcie recognised. She removed Olivia's hand, replacing it with her tongue. Meanwhile, rubbing a lubed finger on to Olivia's asshole. It caused a sigh. More rubbing and the tip of a finger snuck inside. No adverse reaction. The digit was worked in and out, a bit at a time. Before it was withdrawn.

"Push out, like you do, when you poo."

The tips of two fingers now inside. A slight grunt. Marcie removed her mouth, added more lube to her fingers and began pushing the fingers in. Now rubbing Olivia's clit, instead of sucking, to see the reaction. Looking at the plug, Marcie thought, yes, James size. More lube.

"Push out hard."

Marcie began working the plug in and out, whilst rubbing the now hard clit. A loud groan as the base of the plug hit home. Marcie removed her hand and recommenced licking and sucking Olivia's clit.

"Cumming! Fuck it, go hard, do it now, get me off. Aaaargh!"

Olivia's knees closed tight, still yelling. Hands on Marcie's head, pushing her away."

Marcie placed a finger on the still pulsing plug. A gasp from Olivia. Marcie put her knee over Olivia's stomach and bent forward, breast to breast, she kissed Olivia's lips. She responded, her hands holding the sides of Marcie's face.

"My god. That was hard to describe. You've heard me. I cum a fair bit. That was different."

"Different good or different bad?"

"Different incredible."

"I can confirm, that cute wrinkled anus of yours, twitches every bit as much as mine. Mine is brown, yours pink but they twitch the same. Feeling recovered?"

"Mmmm."

"OK, pull your knees up and push out."

Marcie removed the plug and licked the rim of the open hole.

"Shit, what?"

"I just licked your asshole. Get James to do it. He'll love it. So will you."

Marcie explained, that living in the house had got a whole lot better. James and Olivia, knowing she was listening, became more vocal. Fuck my ass with that hard cock, shove it in hard, cum on my face, being a regular outbursts. Olivia's orgasms became far louder. Occasionally, they'd invite Marcie in to watch. She never had sex with either of them, after the day with Olivia but the three of them would masturbate together. How did she do it. What are the chances of that happening, to the average person. The happy go lucky attitude, paid dividends.

By the time she'd finished, setting out the details, of her latest voyeuristic adventure, Aaron was due home. Neither of us had dressed. My ass was still stinging a bit. As he found nobody downstairs, he headed up, standing at the door, looking at his wife and sister, naked, with a box of sex toys open on the floor.

"Welcome home bro. I spanked Mary and got her off. I can take your girth in my ass and you fucked my pussy." Holding up the vibrator.

"Mary. Have you been encouraging her?"

"Not me. She doesn't need any encouragement. I've just found out, she taught her landlady anal and watches her and her husband."

"If we do this, it's a one off. OK?"

"Fine, as long as we film it, phones and tablet. I don't want to miss anything."

Aaron stripped off, Myself and Marcie propped our phones and the tablet up. Marcie lay on her back, bum on the edge of the bed. Aaron knelt before her and began licking and sucking her pussy. Anticipating what was coming, she got turned on, pretty quickly. That, or maybe the thought of having her brother, in a compromising position. To be honest, I think Aaron wanted to do this. His cock was hard. He pushed her legs up and began tonguing her asshole. I added some lube to his knob and shaft, a bit more to Marcie. The plug from earlier, felt like it had some residual effect.

The tip of his cock was dribbling fluid. He placed it against her anus. She definitely wanted this badly. Her stomach muscles tensed, as she pushed out. I don't think she needed to, that hard. The knob slipped inside. Breath whistled in and out of her mouth.

"See, easy." She said.

"Not that easy, mum face." I said.

"Go on bro, fuck my ass, make me cum."

Aaron began easing in and out. Two or three minutes and the passage eased. Marcie's squinting eyes and gritted teeth relaxed. Aaron started rubbing her clit, in time, with the movement of his cock. I think he may have been pretty worried. He had no wish to hurt her, no matter what impression her bravado gave. She reached out and pulled his hips. His thrusts now reaching fully home.

"Make my bum slap."

He began banging home, like he did with me. Her ass cheeks rippled. Her juices were coating his pubic hair, now grown back. She lasted about a minute, before she screamed out an orgasm. Her voice and pulsing muscles, caused Aaron to cum, grunting continually. More than he did in me? A disturbing thought crossed my mind. How much would he cum in his mum. Too much time with Marcie, I thought. I picked up my phone, to take a close up, as Aaron withdrew, letting his cum dribble out.

"Good enough?" Aaron asked.

"You bet. That felt great. I've had some big cocks but nothing like that. No wonder mum loved it."

"Way to go sis. Lowering the tone again."

She'd got what she wanted from both of us. Plus a whole lot more, based on all the footage she'd copied. She headed back to work, James and Olivia.

About a month later. Aaron was on a business trip to some clients, with a couple of colleagues. They were negotiating a big contract and would be gone for a few days. They took the train, so that they could work on the way. Marcie called and asked if I would go to her parents, with her. This could be bad. I suppose, if I went, I could keep her in check, even if only a little bit. I had a few days off, so grudgingly agreed. It was a long trip, which was why we didn't go often. A long drive for me. I don't think Marcie had been back, in even longer. Probably as the wild child, she thought it best, to stay away. On the trip, Marcie explained that, she was feeling a bit guilty for not going more often. She wanted some moral support, assuming, that if I were there, she wouldn't get such a hard time.

Now that the three of them had moved out, Desmond and Cynthia had downsized. They had moved, from a big four bedroomed house, to a nice two bedroomed semi. It had freed up a lot of cash, for their retirement, when it came. Neither of us had visited the new house. Nice and modern, easy to look after. Just what they needed. The downside, probably not from Marcie's perspective, we would have to share a room. We had been travelling for ages, and arrived just after 7pm. Cynthia had made us a few sandwiches, not knowing, what time we would arrive. This was followed by tea in the lounge. We talked about work, Aaron's trip and Marcie's new place to live, without full details. It had been a long day, so we headed to shower and bed, just before ten. At least the second bedroom, had twin beds. I wondered how long, I'd be alone. I should have worked it out. Marcie had picked the bed, with the adjoining wall, to her parents room.

We heard them come upstairs, use the toilet and shower, about thirty minutes after us. I was just dropping of to sleep, when she turned on her bedside light. She indicated to me to join her. She put her finger to her lips. We sat and listened, to the sounds of muffled lovemaking. They understood, as Marcie had discovered, that sound travels pretty well, through the walls of modern houses. In the morning, we went downstairs, Cynthia made a pot of tea and we ate cereal for breakfast. Desmond headed off to work. Cynthia did a bit of cleaning and then said she was going to the supermarket, for some shopping.

As soon as the door closed. Marcie rushed upstairs. I walked up slowly. She was in Cynthia and Desmond's room, methodically searching the cupboards and drawers. She started with a chest of drawers, her dad's clothes. Nothing for her in all four. The other chest, her mum's. Normal everyday clothes in the bottom two. Some sexy underwear in half of the second drawer, petticoats in the other half. Top drawer, everyday pants and bras. One bedside cabinet, some books in the cupboard, electric razor, spare glasses in the drawer, Desmond's. The other, some craft magazines and books in the cupboard. Electric eyebrow and bikini line trimmer and tucked at the back a bullet vibrator. Under the bed. Boxes of shoes, spare bedding and winter clothes. This was not only a very determined woman but also a very meticulous one. Not a thing she touched was put back out of place.

Only the wardrobe left. Nothing in either side of the hanging space. At the bottom, more shoes, a suitcase and a holdall. The suitcase, a load of bright colourful shirts and hats. Presumably from trips to family in Jamaica. The holdall made Marcie turn to me, still stood in the doorway and smiled. She lifted out a pink bag, like the ones you keep your wash things or make up in, when you travel. She opened the top carefully inspecting the order of the contents. These were lifted out for me to see. Two old plastic vibrators, still working. A pink rabbit. Two sets of anal beads, one blue one pink. His and hers? Probably best not to think about that. Lastly a black rubber dildo, about 8 inches and a decent girth. She put them back, as she found them. She looked confused.

"The old vibrators but no album." She said.

She put the bag into the holdall placed it in the wardrobe and closed the doors. She scanned the room. Her eyes settled on a chair, at a small table with a mirror on it. Probably, where Cynthia did her makeup. She picked up the chair and carried it to the wardrobe. There was a raised decorative moulding, around the edges. She stood on the chair and looked.

"No dust."

She lifted down the album. I walked, to look over her shoulder. All of the old photos we'd seen before. That really did look like a pain face. There were a few others added. Only solo shots of Cynthia, wearing some of the underwear, we had seen earlier. These looked more recent, based on the greying of her hair. What's more, the full bush had been reduced massively. A small triangle. What it meant was, that her large labia were now visible.

"Look at those."

She flicked on, blank pages. She felt something. In a plastic pocket, attached to the inside back cover, a CD. She put the album down and rushed next door. She returned with her laptop and a disc drive. She copied the files. As soon as it was done. She replaced the disc, the album and the chair. We left and shut the door. Marcie was just going to open the files, she had copied, when the front door opened. We headed down, to help Cynthia unpack and put away the shopping.

During the afternoon, we helped to get a nice meal ready for Desmond, when he got home. Cynthia, kept pushing Marcie about getting a proper career, meeting someone and settling down, like Aaron and Mary. Marcie told her, she was happy where she was. She liked her job and she was in line for a promotion. Plus she liked living in Olivia and James's house. Desmond arrived home at about six. After dinner, we sat in the lounge. Cynthia poured Desmond a beer and the three of us, had some wine. In spite of what Marcie thought, they did seem genuinely pleased to see both of us. Aaron phoned that evening, to make sure everything was OK and to talk to his mum and dad.

The sounds of sex were a little louder, than the previous night. Cynthia came at least twice. We would be leaving in the morning, for the long trip back. I could see that Marcie was anxious, to view all of her new files. Instead she masturbated as her parents fucked. I fell asleep. I needed rest, if I was going to drive back. Marcie was already awake, when I opened my eyes.

"You need to see these. I made you copies."

She handed me a disc. Did she think she'd find something, so came prepared. The most likely thing, knowing her. I shoved it in my bag, packed up and headed down, for a coffee and a quick bite. We thanked Cynthia and Desmond for having us stay. She handed us a packed lunch, for the journey home. I'd actually enjoyed seeing them again. I thought, if the CD didn't destroy the idea, it would be good to come back soon, with Aaron. We were both really tired, when we got back, me from driving, Marcie from looking at porn all night. I dropped her off at Olivia's and headed home, via the Chinese take away. Aaron wouldn't be home, until the following day. I ate the food, poured out a white wine.

I wondered what was on the disc. I use a tablet, no good for this. I dragged my old laptop, out of the cupboard. No power. I finally find the lead, plug it in and boot it up. Being old, it takes a while. I open the tray and put in the disc. The tray slides in and I hear the spinning. The icon appears. I click on it and the folder opens. Hundreds of photo thumbnails.

Looking at the quality, these were new and digital. The album was all old school and a bit grainy. Loads of pictures of Cynthia in the sexy lingerie from her drawers. Some holding her tits and pinching her nipples. Poking her ass at the camera. Pubic hair, which had gone from a full bush, to a neat triangle, a patch of stubble to clean shaved. On the bed, legs spread holding her labia apart, in close up. Marcie was right, they were big, dark tinged along the edges. Her asshole seemed to be open, enough to insert a pencil. Her clit and pee hole, pretty similar to mine. Moving on. One question answered. The first few of the pink anal beads, pretty tiny, in her urethra. I wonder if she got more out of sounding, than I did.

Pictures of her and Desmond. Clearly remote control. The black trigger in his hand. Blowjobs, cumming on her tits and face. Sequences of his cock going into her pussy and ass. At the end of these sequences a shot from a different angle, showing her face. No pain now. Were these, from a different shoot of another person?

Answered further on. The third person in the old album, had been black. In some shots a white guy. He looked to be, about their age. Grey hair swept back. He looked quite handsome, only a slight belly, not fat. His cock looked to be above average, maybe 7 inches. He was shaved. Someone they'd met, when they'd move in?

More remote shots, the two of them double penetrating her, in various positions, cumming on her, getting their cocks sucked. Looking at the room. This was their room and as it had been on our visit, so these were current.

The last two files were video. Desmond on the bed, he scooped Cynthia's legs with his arms and pushed the tip of his dick into her. Her legs were up on his shoulders. Pretty flexible for her age.

"Come on, you know I need more than just the end."

He sunk in, one thrust. The sound of his balls slapping her bum clearly audible. I thought Aaron, fucked me hard. Desmond was amazing. He slammed in to her again and again.

"Yes, yes, yes, cumming. Aaaaaa." She shouted.

He dropped her legs, pulled out of her and shot his cum. It hit her nose, mouth and her tits.

"You dirty bastard."

She stuck out her tongue and licked up some, wiping the rest away, with her hand. He rolled over. They were on their backs side to side. They both burst out laughing. My god, no wonder Marcie didn't sleep. I decided on more wine and one last scene.

The camera seemed to be in about the same place but this looked like daytime, the curtains open but net across the opening. The footage had maybe, been edited but looked to be one session. Cynthia stood by the bed, bent forward, hands on the mattress, ass out. At about 45 degrees to the camera. The two guys stepped forward, fucking her pussy a few minutes at a time. One of her hands between her legs, she came two or three times, really loudly. While Desmond was fucking, the other guy dripped lube onto Cynthia's ass.

"Come on boys, shoot that dirty stuff up my bum."

Desmond pulled out of her pussy. The other guy pumped her ass until he came. Desmond replaced him and did the same. She came at least once. It was hard to tell, above the slapping sounds. The camera moved, showing a closed up, of the cum dripping out of her ass and down her pussy lips.

I ejected the disc and turned off the laptop. I phoned Marcie, telling her that I'd looked at the pictures and watched the videos.

"Mum's great, isn't she. I hope I can still do all that, when I'm her age. I'd love to see dad and Aaron double penetrate her."

"You really are out of control."

She had no idea who the bloke was. I told her to keep this to herself. Would she? Who knew, perhaps yes, on this occasion. I wondered what, if anything I should tell Aaron. I headed to bed, like Marcie, I rubbed my pussy raw. The Cynthia we had just spent time with, was just a normal middle aged, suburban mother. The one in the videos, was just an older version of Marcie. Did Marcie get what she did, from listening to her parents have sex, or was she just like her mum anyway. I drifted off to sleep.

Because of all of the travelling and long hours, he had put in, Aaron arrived home at lunchtime, didn't have to work that day, or the following one. I made us some coffee and sandwiches. He talked about the trip, the deal they'd done and talking to his colleagues in the hotel, during the evenings. He was tired, glad to be home and happy, that the trip had gone well. As I've said before, we have no secrets, from one another. I decided to explain, what had happened, before Marcie blurted it out, in an inappropriate situation. Thinking of which, I wondered how much she shared, with James and Olivia.

"I need to tell you, about the trip to your folks, with Marcie."

He knew what I was going to say, before I started. Marcie had been doing the same thing for years. At every opportunity, in anyone's house, she would search for photos, videos and hints about people's sex lives. We knew she wasn't shy about sharing. She would share her findings with Aaron and Derek. They knew more about the parents, of Marcie's friends and their other relations, than they really wanted to.

"So, what is it this time?"

"Newer sex toys, loads of new photos, a couple of videos, and another guy. Nothing any different to what we do. Except we haven't had another bloke. Probably less than us, when you take in Marcie and everyone else."

"She made copies, didn't she, she normally does?"

"Well, at least one, she downloaded the files and made a disc and gave it to me."

I showed him the pictures and videos. He didn't say anything, for a while. However, he definitely had an erection, straining in his trousers. He may have been surprised at his reaction.

"Well, it's clear where Marcie gets it from." Was all he said.

I couple of months down the line, we both managed to get a week off work. A few jobs to do around the house but Aaron hadn't seen his parents, in ages. Certainly not, since the move to the new house. We arranged to go up. for a short break. We left really early in the morning, to avoid the worst of the rush hour traffic. Aaron drives faster than I do. So we arrived, in the middle of the afternoon. We took our bags in. Cynthia made us some tea. Desmond was at work and wouldn't be home for a couple of hours. Aaron passed on all of the news he had. We talked about Marcie, as we saw her more often. If anything, she seemed to have calmed down. She had her promotion at work. From what I could remember, this was the longest, she had ever worked, in one place. I think being at James and Olivia's had a lot to do with it. At the end of this part of the conversation, the bombshell.

"Did you and Marcie enjoy what you found, when you were here last? Cynthia asked.

I just sat there, maybe looking fairly embarrassed. She told me not to worry.

"I know what she's like. She thought she was clever, looking at our old photo album but we knew. If she'd said something, or asked questions, we would have talked about it. But, she didn't, so we didn't either. This house has an alarm, with motion sensors. You can shut off the ones you don't need. I know she was in our room, as soon as I left the house. She's learned a lot. I would never have known, without the alarm. She always pushed things, walking about naked, trying to provoke a response."

Obviously no point denying anything. She knew what I'd seen. I suppose she knew that either Marcie, or I would have told Aaron.

"Who was the other man?" I asked.

"His name is Ronald. He lives a few doors down. His wife died a couple of years ago. We met him at the local pub. He's fun. Great sense of humour. He was an officer in the Navy. Very polite and well mannered. Nothing to say Aaron?"

"What is there to say."

"I know what the three of you were like. I'm surprised, Derek doesn't bring any of his boyfriends here. It's not like we don't know and we don't disapprove. He can do whatever he wants. Marcie always pushed things. We'd hear her flicking her bean, after we had sex."

"Mum!"

"What. She did. She tried to hide it but we could hear her. It's not like you don't understand. You're hung like your dad. We could tell, from an early age. That, and being married to the fittest looking woman we've seen, means you'd have to be brain dead, not to make the most of it."

I laughed.

"Thanks for the compliment.

"Anyway, what did you think?"

I don't think Aaron wanted to speak, so I set out what I thought.

"You and Marcie are pretty similar. Temperament and looks, although, she still has some pubic hair. your nipples are bigger and your pussy lips are massive in comparison."

She sniggered. I continued

"I'm surprised how flexible you are. Desmond's cock looks great and he uses it well. A liking for anal, seems to run in the family. You seem to have a lot of fun. Do you enjoy sounding your pee hole? I tried it and wasn't that bothered."

"I've been doing that for ages, since before I met Desmond. Like, might not be the right word. It feels interesting. It turns Desmond on. So, Aaron bangs your ass, from what you just said."

"Where is this leading, Mum?"

"Not denying it. It's lot leading anywhere. It's just that Ronald is coming tomorrow evening. Just a few drinks and some fun. We didn't want you to be surprised, when he didn't leave, at the end of the night. Not only that but you will definitely hear us, through the walls. Not that it should be a shock, now."

"Marcie would probably have asked to watch." I said.

I told Cynthia about the situation with James and Olivia.

"That's my girl. She hasn't changed at all. Probably never will. Once a voyeur always a voyeur. What do you call someone who listens?"

"No idea." I said.

Desmond arrived home from work and Cynthia served up dinner. Afterwards, Desmond and Aaron drank some beer, we had some wine. Cynthia turned to Desmond and with a knowing look, said,

"They know."

"Good, means we don't have to keep the noise down. So, you've seen all we have. Nothing Mary won't have recognised." He said, rubbing his hand down his thigh.

"Very impressive." I said with a smile.

Desmond was a bit tired from work. I think he wanted an early night, in preparation for Ronald's visit. Aaron likewise, after the early morning and long drive. Myself and Cynthia stayed downstairs, for a little longer, until we had finished our wine. She said that Desmond had tickets to a rugby game, the following day, Saturday. It was something he used to do with Aaron, when he lived at home. We arranged to talk, when they were out. No noise at night.

After breakfast, I went shopping in town, with Cynthia. Something for lunch and drink and snacks for the evening. By the time we got back, a quick lunch and Desmond and Aaron headed off, to the Rugby ground.

Cynthia made a pot of tea and we sat down to talk. She assumed, quite rightly, that Aaron was a bit put off, talking about sex, with his parents. I on the other hand, was a lot more open about it.

"Ever had two men?"

"No, only Aaron but several women. He has too."

"Really?"

"You don't have the monopoly on having lots of varied sex."

"You've seen our pictures and videos. Got any I can see?"

I supposed it was only fair. I took her up to the spare room, we were staying in. I put my bag on the bed. I unzipped it. Instead of waiting for me, she started rummaging inside. It was how Marcie found stuff, so fair enough. She pulled out the bag, with our sex toys and placed them on the bed. I think she was impressed. Mostly by the size, especially the Aaron vibrator.

I took out the tablet. Found the folder opened it and let her browse. She watched Aaron fucking my pussy and ass. Me getting spanked by the girls. Aaron, Gwen and Margaret. I was too slow. Before I'd realised what was going on, she'd seen Marcie's gaping ass, the Aaron vibrator and Aaron fucking her ass.

"My god, Marcie."

"Shit, I'm sorry. I should have stopped you."

"Don't worry. I'd assumed, the three of them had already done it."

"As far as I know, Aaron hasn't done anything with Derek. Not sure about Marcie. Wouldn't be surprised. Marcie grabbed Aaron's cock one evening and sucked him off. She wanted to copy you. So she kept on at Aaron, until he gave in. He hasn't fucked her pussy."

"That old woman sure has a big asshole."

"She and the other woman live together, they're into fisting. She has a piercing in her tongue. Getting oral from her is amazing."

"You seem to do a lot with women."

It's a recent thing. I kissed a few at university. I've really started to enjoy it. I think Aaron likes watching me."

"I can see that. Your body is amazing."

"I like my tits, legs and ass. I'm not so keen on my meaty pussy and big clit."

"Easy to wank when they're big though."

I bust out laughing. She said, that she had watched Marcie getting herself off. I knew about the occasion, Marcie had told me about. It turned out, there were loads of others. With Marcie's shut eyes preference, it hadn't been difficult. Cynthia sometimes did it while watching. What would Marcie think? She'd probably be delighted.

"Have you ever had sex with a woman? Or is it just multiple blokes?"

"Just men. I wouldn't have known where to start. It's easy to get men to pick you up. That's how we got to know Ronald. He was sat on his own. There weren't any other tables. We asked if we could sit down. After a couple of drinks and exchanging a few stories, I began flirting. Job done."

I explained about seeing Sophie's bum. A pretty random way, to get in to lesbian sex. I suppose, once you meet someone, other contacts might come.

"You obviously have some tendencies, if you watch Marcie. Have you watched anyone else?

"Not having sex or masturbating. I look at the young women in town. Some of those tight leggings, show every detail of their pussy and ass. Not sure they own any underwear. Plenty of nipples too, in those tight tops."

"What time are Desmond and Aaron due back?"

"Just after five. Ronald isn't getting here until seven."

I started stripping off. Cynthia didn't bat an eyelid. She sat and watched. When I was naked. I did a spin, to give her the full view. She got close and ran her hands over my boobs, bum and finally felt my pussy. I lay next to the toys she had laid out. I knew she had no bra on. Her nipples were showing, through her blouse and had been, as we walked around town. She took it off. She undid her skirt, it fell to the floor.

"I don't know about the young women. I know you have underwear. You just don't wear it. How long have you been shaving?"

"Since we met Ronald. He said his wife had always shaved hers and liked the smooth feeling. You've seen him. Desmond only trims his."

She climbed onto the bed and straddled my hips. Her fascination with my tits, was evident. She mauled, massaged and stroked them, finally attacking my nipples, with her mouth and teeth. None too gently. She then moved her knees inside my thighs and shuffled back. I raised my legs, to let her take in, the full impact of my pussy. She was obviously used to, fairly rough lovemaking. I'd had more gentle treatment, from Amanda and Sophie. However, she knew what to do with my clit, using the technique we shared. Interestingly, she was getting worked up. She put her other hand to her pussy and used her juices, to push a couple of fingers into my anus. I came with a low groan. She looked pretty pleased.

"I've seen you. You're not a one and done lady. I don't want to spoil your evening, night or both with Desmond and Ronald."

"No chance of that. I sometimes rub out a couple after they're done."

"This might put paid to that."

I repeated what she had done to me, with her boobs but certainly more gently. I went down on her pussy. Those lips were bigger and thicker, than any I'd seen. She was really wet. She groaned, as my lips worked her clit. I reached over, picked up some lube and Aaron. I parted her labia and inserted the tip, about half of the knob, before turning on the vibration. She sighed, opening her legs further. I eased the knob inside.

"Come on fuck me."

I wondered, if she knew what was going to happen. I honoured her request, adding to the vibration. She began grunting. I was now working the toy hard, the vibration, getting to the point I couldn't take. I took her clit between my finger and thumb, rubbed two or three times. Her knees almost hit my chin as they snapped together. She shook and shouted,

"Oh oh oh, shit, shit, what the fuck!"

I turned off the toy. Moved round her legs, up the bed and kissed her lips, she responded.

"Bloody hell, what in gods name is that?"

"It's a replica of your son's cock with amazing vibrations built in."

"Imagine, being double penetrated with two that size."

"I have. I don't think either of us could do it. Gwen, the grey haired lady would. I bet Desmond and Ronald is a stretch."

"You saw my face, when Desmond started doing anal. The double penetration was the same. Now it's great. You should try it. Ronald would love you. Who wouldn't."

She pulled out the vibrator, marvelled at it and handed it to me. We went to clean it and ourselves, ready for everyone to arrive.

When we were done. The two, of us started making a light dinner, just some pasta and sauce. Ready for Desmond and Aaron. We ate when they arrived. The two of them headed up, to get cleaned up, for the evening. While they were showering and getting changed, I helped Cynthia, put snacks in bowls, set out a selection of glasses, bottles and mixers. Desmond and Aaron came down, just before Ronald arrived. Happy that their team had won.

Ronald, when he entered was dressed smartly, jacket, open necked shirt, trousers with a sharp crease and nicely polished shoes. Like Aaron, very polite, impeccable manners. He sipped at a whisky and ginger ale. Desmond and Aaron drank some beer. Cynthia and myself gin and tonic. The conversation was general small talk. No indication, of what Ronald was really here for.

As the evening progressed, Cynthia, in particular, started introducing innuendos into the conversation. Desmond also started pushing the boundaries. Aaron was a bit reticent but I started to join them. It wasn't long, before Cynthia started, with the Marcie level talk. She told Ronald, that both of us knew, about the three of them. Things began to loosen up considerably. Ronald gave us a bit of his background. He'd been married for thirty years, before his wife passed away. He'd spent quite a bit of time away from home, on his Navy duties. The pair of them, made up for lost time, when he was at home. She would write him erotic letters, while he was away, to keep up his morale. He'd been on his own, for a couple of years, when he met Cynthia and Ronald. Their attitude was similar, so they started having no strings attached evenings, which suited all of them.

Without a second thought, or perhaps a planned strategy, Cynthia outlined what we'd done, in the afternoon. Aaron, looked angry. Undeterred, she said how amazing I'd been and what a hot body I had, leaving not a single detail, from the description. Even I was a little embarrassed despite the compliments. She repeated the fact, that both Aaron and myself had seen their pictures and videos.

"Pretty one sided." Was Ronald's comment.

I think, I'd probably drunk a fair amount of gin, by this point. I pulled my dress over my head. Standing there in bra, thong and and shoes. Aaron, didn't know where to look.

"What are you doing!"

"Having some fun. Just think where your dick has been. My turn."

In for a penny. I unclipped my bra and dropped it in Ronald's lap. I slipped off my thong and did the same. I bent forward. This must have given Desmond, a really clear view of my asshole and pussy. I whispered in Ronald's ear,

"I like to have my bum spanked."

Cynthia had told me earlier, about his ass fetish. Although his wife was up for most things, including having her bum smacked, when he did her from behind, anal was off the agenda. Cynthia was the first woman he'd found, who would let him fuck her ass. Now, he'd found another. I kicked my shoes off and headed for the stairs. It didn't take long for Ronald to follow, bringing my underwear with him. The others followed on, Aaron bringing up the rear. I went for Cynthia's room, as it had more space.

Ronald arrived next, my thong held to his nose. He slipped it into his trouser pocket. Then began stripping off, rapidly. I knelt on the edge of the bed and bent forwards, aiming my ass at the door. Looking back under my arm, Cynthia and Desmond were partially naked, when they got to the door. The two of them blocked my view, I couldn't see Aaron.

I presumed it was Ronald. A finger traced up my pussy and across my anus, before stroking my buttocks. He began to slap my cheeks, giving them and my anus occasionally strokes. Turning my head to the side, I saw Aaron's trousers. Cynthia was before him, unzipping.

"Just like Marcie." She said.

She began sucking her son's knob. Within a couple of minutes, he was sporting an erection. It looked as if he had undone and removed his shirt, and climbed out of his trousers and pants. Cynthia moved him to the bed, beside me and got him to lay down. Ronald, knowing what the intent was, stopped what he had been doing and pushed me towards Aaron. I put my knee across him. A hand, Ronald's I think, rubbed Aaron's knob against my pussy. I lowered myself on to it. Over my left shoulder, I saw Desmond, squeezing out some lube. I felt some on my ass and the familiar feeling, of a dick pushing against my anus. Smaller than Aaron, it didn't take too much effort. The feeling was great. Two cocks, as Cynthia and Marcie had said, were great. Better than one and a plug. Aaron remained relatively still. Ronald on the other hand was fucking me hard. My clit as being pushed against the stubble, just above Aaron's cock.

"Holy fuck" Ah, ah, ah."

I came as Ronald shot his cum into my ass. He ground hard, into my bum. The friction and throbbing of his dick, set Aaron off. I expected Ronald to pull out. He held firm, for a couple of minutes, fingers pressing hard, into my ass cheeks. He began the assault on my asshole again. A couple of minutes later, he shot a second load.

"Naughty little sailor." Cynthia said.

"I couldn't help it. she's great, so firm."

He pulled out and I rolled off Aaron, on to my back. I was breathing heavily. Just needing time. I didn't get it. Desmond pulled my legs up and pushed his huge dick, into my ass. Either extremely turned on, by what he was doing, or Cynthia had been sucking, or wanking him, he came really quickly. By this point, Aaron was resigned, to what was happening. Cynthia began licking and sucking my juices and his cum, from the shaft and knob of his cock. She wasn't about to let up. Using the cum and juices around his groin, she pushed a thumb into his ass and began to fuck him. He groaned and grunted twice, as he came in her mouth. She swallowed.

"Now, exactly like Marcie." She said.

Desmond looked confused.

"I'll tell you later."

I stood up, took Aaron's hand, heading for the bathroom. Turning to Ronald, I told him to keep the thong, as a memento. I sat on the toilet, cum dripping from me. While Aaron showered. When he'd finished, I got in and cleaned up. We headed to bed, leaving his parents and Ronald to continue. We lay and talked, as the sounds from next door continued, long into the night. I apologised, for what I'd done. I had seen a chance, to try double penetration, for the first and maybe only time in my life and took it. He had to admit, that the look on my face, was worth the weirdness. I was a bit shocked that Desmond fucked my bum but I was glad he hadn't tried to DP me with Aaron. Ronald's cock, was as much as I wanted to take. Everything considered, this was all my fault.

"I'm sorry, that your mum ended up sucking your cock. I hadn't anticipated that. I'm not sure what I thought would happen."

"Honestly, after Marcie, nothing really seems that strange. No way I'd fuck mum, but the blowjob was as good as you and better than Marcie."

"Earlier, she was actually considering double penetration with you and your dad. Neither of us would be able to take that. You can see where Marcie gets her attitude from."

As we fell asleep, sounds of sex, were still coming from the other room. In the morning, I went in search of my clothes. No point in being dressed. I found my bra, hanging on the bannisters, my dress and shoes were still in the lounge. Nobody else was around, not surprising. I headed back up. Desmond was coming out of their room, a huge erection in front of him.

"I'm sorry about last night. I wasn't going to touch you, but you looked so amazing, I couldn't help it."

"It's fine. I had a good time. Besides, I started it. You just finished it. Well nearly, judging by how long you kept going, last night."

"That was Cynthia. I'm glad Ronald is here."

He headed off to the bathroom. We dressed and headed downstairs. Ronald, Cynthia and Desmond came to breakfast in robes. Presumably planning on carrying on, where they had left off. We thanked them for everything. Deciding to head off, for a slow drive home. As we were going out of the door, Cynthia took my arm.

"Don't tell Marcie, that we know about what she does. She likes the thrill of finding things. We'll leave some for her, next time. There were a couple of phones, filming last night. That will give her enough bean flicking material for weeks."

I agreed and we headed home, wondering, what opportunities were ahead.