The Organist Entertains Ch. 02

lesbian, group sex, oral, anal, masturbation, old women, incest

A week has passed, since the party at Maisie and Ellen's. I met up with Victoria for a chat. She said that her time with Pat was fine but she actually preferred what Ruth had done. Pat's body was nicer but Ruth was more gentle and more skilled. After I had left, she had spent the evening with Ursula. She was the last of the three, who had slept with her mother. She had made a Zoom call, to see how her parents were settling in, at the new house in Spain. Her mum was on screen. After the exchange of news,

"Do you remember some women from back here, Patricia, Ruth and Ursula also a cucumber?"

"Shit. How do you know them?"

"I had sex with each of them last weekend."

"You did what?"

"Don't come over all surprised, we both know you slept with them too."

They had gone on to compare notes. Yes, Ruth still has a fat bum and what she does with her fingers is great. Both agreed that Pat wasn't too gentle and Ursula wasn't anything special, apart from shoving large vegetables, in people's bums. The two of us talked about our experiences, mine with Donald. It had taken a couple of days to feel back to normal. I explained to her, just how big he was.

"Ouch. Never had a dick, let alone one that size. I've got a big pussy, you've seen it but I wouldn't want that in it. I finger my bum and use some small beads. No way I'd use anything that size. It was disturbing to find out that, Ursula used a cucumber up mum's ass and wanted to do it to me. I've learned more about my mum, in a few days, than I had from her in decades."

I recounted what I'd learned, about Maisie and Ellen's anal experiences. When she had been with Maisie, she had tried fingering her bum, that explains a lot. I considered the possibility that the two of them may have had different fathers. I admitted to being disappointed, not to have seen the two men together. Victoria thought it would be interesting to watch.

"Next party, me, you and Ruth? We watch the men and then do our own thing." I said.

"Sounds good."

I started digging more into Patricia's family. The relationship between them was interesting. The three of them were highly sexual and open with each other, as well as outsiders, about what they were doing. Cecily, one of the Women's Institute ladies knew the family well. She had been their cleaner for ages. I intimated some minor details, so that she knew what I was getting at.

"Not here. I'll come to your place. Saturday at 4?" She said.

She arrived on the dot. How much was I going to learn? I made a pot of tea and we settled on the sofa. She told me that she had been cleaning for them, for over thirty years. She'd seen some sights. They didn't care who saw and what. She had been shocked when she first stumbled upon them. She had cleaned the kitchen and sitting room. She had opened the dining room door, June was on her back, on the table, skirt pulled up, knickers hanging off her shoe. Jeremy was fucking her. They must have been about fifty at the time. Cecily hadn't known where to look. She'd just closed the door and gone to clean upstairs.

Neither of them had mentioned it. This became a regular thing. They would have sex all over the house, any time of day. She never knew if or where she would find them. June had a nice body back then. She was amazed at Jeremy's cock, almost twice the size of her husband. They had invited her to join them, on more than one occasion. She turned them down, because of his size. As time went on, she would stay longer and longer, watching them. She would put her hand down her skirt. Finally, they got her to sit down and masturbate openly, while they fucked. When her husband was alive, she would go home and tell him what she had seen. They would have great sex.

"Do you like to watch?"

"Yes, even though they don't have sex anymore, you still see some sights out there."

"Are you still cleaning for them now?"

"Only a couple of days a week. I know where you are heading. Yes, I've seen you at Patricia's. It's not like you are the first. Ellen from the big house, the woman from the Post Office. It's a long list. Back in the day, both of them had sex with other people. June had three men with her one day. No idea who any of them were. The three of them, June, Jeremy and Patricia, have been together a lot lately. Patricia is a bit of a strange one. I don't clean for her but she is walking about naked, most of the time."

"You can see why I was interested in them. There aren't many families like them."

"I've seen you through those big glass windows, just walking about in the nude. Did they invite you, like they did me?"

I told her how things had gone from step to step. She was a bit taken aback, at how much the three of them did together. She'd never seen the masturbation with Pat in the room. Open mouthed that Jeremy was an anal addict. She said she had seen June do it, with the other men, not Jeremy. Her husband Neville had tried to do it a few times. He had got so excited, he ejaculated as soon as he touched her anus.

"Have you found anyone since your husband passed away?"

"A couple of old boys. They weren't very good. Too used to just climbing on top, sticking it in and going at it. Not great for me. Not many in our age group, most of the singles are women, like you. Pleasing myself, most of the time."

I said I'd been the same with the masturbation. I've started with women, adds a bit of something extra. She seemed surprised. Not something that had occurred to her. Even though she'd seen Pat, with them. Apart from Pat's family, my neighbours were quite accommodating, not saying which neighbours I was talking about. I invited her to stay to dinner. I put something in the oven and offered her a drink. We drank a couple of glasses of sherry while we were waiting. Just as we had finished eating, the phone rang.

"Back bedroom at 7." Maureen rang off.

"That was a short call," Cecily said.

What should I do. I took a risk, not for me but for Maureen and Cliff. I explained the content and context of the call. They hadn't used the sex swing, since moving in. If they had, they hadn't told me. This could be it.

"You like to watch, I don't think they would mind. What do you think?"

"I've only seen you and Pat naked recently. Most of the sex seems to happen in her place, so I've not seen much."

Just before 7, we headed up to the back room. I placed the binoculars. I waved at Maureen, keeping Cecily back from the window. Maureen got on her back in the swing. I wondered if they had placed it for me. It was nearer to the window, than the centre of the room. Cliff was on his knees. I called Cecily to the binoculars. We took it in turns to view the action. He went down on her, he fucked her pussy, then her bum, shooting his cum across her belly. He waved and we stood back.

"What do you think of my neighbours?"

"Nice. He has quite a big willy. Not the same size as Jeremy but bigger than my Neville, he was about 5 or 6 inches, hard."

I would definitely not be mentioning Donald's monster. I told her that Cliff was about 7 or 8 inches but that he was gentle with it.

"It looks like a lot of people go up the bottom. Your neighbour seemed to like it. One of the old boys pulled out, when we were doing it and accidentally jammed his dick against my bum. It really hurt both of us."

"You saw what Cliff and Maureen did. It takes time and care, not to mention lubricant."

"You know a lot about this."

"I did it ages ago, with a few blokes. A lot of men like thinking about it. It's a bit taboo. I don't know how many women will let them. It makes them excited, when they find one. I think a lot of men are disappointed, when they actually realise the fantasy. I've started doing it again recently. It can be good. Cliff is great. Jeremy was a bit rough but better now."

"You didn't."

"I've done it a few times. Yes, he is big but your bum can expand. It's a personal thing. Either you can do it or you can't. I know some women who do and others who won't, or can't. If the man is a decent one, he goes with your wishes. A bit of clitoral stimulation at the same time and it can be great."

I suppose this would be a good time, to outline my relationship with anal sex. For most women, boyfriends and husbands are the those who instigate it. That wasn't the case for me. I have a sister, 8 years older than me. Today, the gap doesn't seem that big. Growing up, it was like a chasm. When she began bringing boyfriends home, our mother had the sex talk with her. In her opinion all men were horny bastards and constantly wanted sex. The advice passed down our female line was, don't get pregnant before marriage. If you have to, take it in the bum. It went some way to explain, why there was so much Vaseline in our house. I thought dad had shares.

Just before she left home, I caught my sister keeping up the tradition. I was more like Ellen than Maisie. I watched. I even saw my parents, just once. Late at night, on the way to the bathroom, the lights were on downstairs. Peering through the bannisters, at the top of the stairs. Mum was on her hands and knees, dad standing over her, knees bent and pushing into her ass. He would have give Jeremy a run for his money, in size. I got the same talk, when mum thought I was old enough. So I did it with a couple of boyfriends and my husband, to start with. When the drinking started, I went on the pill. Anal with men ended. I used dildos but this was occasional, rather than regular. I have now rekindled my interest and I'm really enjoying it.

Back to Cecily.

"Would you like to meet Maureen and Cliff? They are pretty open, even blunt about sex but really good company. It probably wouldn't hurt, to invite them for a drink. You said that you got naked, with June and Jeremy. You can see the hot tub in the garden opposite. We use it naked, would that be too much?"

"Just a drink to start with, I think."

Cecily headed home, she would probably masturbate, thinking about what she had seen. How would my neighbours be, if I told them. It was likely to come out if I arranged drinks. I called Maureen the following morning.

"What did you think of the show?"

"Amazing. That swing looks like fun. I have just made a new acquaintance, do you want to meet her, just for a drink. My place at 7 on Saturday. I'll do a buffet."

"I'll see what Cliff is doing and let you know."

She phoned back in the evening, to say that it was fine with them. I got plenty of shopping in. A variety of wines, a few spirits and lots of snack food. Cecily, a bit like me, normally wears fairly old fashioned, comfortable clothes. I can get dressed up, if the situation requires, such as Maisie and Ellen's party. Cecily had done the same today. I'd not really noticed her figure, under her normal baggy dresses. It was actually quite trim. A lot slimmer and more hourglass than mine. She was wearing a fitted blouse, pencil skirt and shoes with a moderate heel. Trip to the hairdresser? Make up nicely applied. If she dressed like this more often, I don't think she would have any problem, finding partners.

Cliff and Maureen came in the back door, smart but casual. I made the introductions and we sat in the lounge. I took drink orders and returned with a tray. Cecily asked about where they had come from, the reason for the move and about their son and his family. All very standard stuff. No need to stand on ceremony, I told them to help themselves to food, when they felt like it. Cliff had been out golfing with their son, he was hungry and filled a plate. The rest of us, picked at bits and pieces from time to time. A good appetite, Cliff went round again.

As we were on to our third drink, Cecily had begun to relax. She had been a bit tense to start with. Possibly a bit strange, sitting down to eat and drink, with a couple you had only previously seen, having sex. Maureen turned to Cecily,

"How did you like our swing show?"

She blushed and coughed.

"Don't worry, we aren't bothered. Marjorie knows we show off. You didn't run away, so you must have liked something. We saw two different dresses, so we knew somebody else was looking on. When Marjorie rang me, I guessed it would be you."

"Sorry, I was just a bit surprised. Has Marjorie told you anything about me?"

"No, just that you were a new acquaintance."

"Not strictly true. We have known each other, through the Women's Institute, for years. It is just that we stumbled on a connection, regarding the sex lives of a local family."

I jumped in.

"We won't divulge the identities. Suffice it to say, I've had sex with all of them. Cecily hasn't but had watched them, before I got involved."

Cecily resumed.

"I was married for thirty years. My husband Neville was a lovely man. In terms of what we are talking about, his penis was smaller than Cliff but we had a good sex life. Nothing unusual, certainly not like what I saw you do, or the family we mentioned. I would tell him what I saw, as I cleaned for the family. As I watched them, they asked me to join in but his penis is very large, so I turned them down. Eventually, I masturbated naked in their room, while they had sex. Masturbation on my own has been about it, recently."

"What you have been doing, is about how we got together with Marjorie. She will tell you, we are no strangers to being more than three. You have seen the hot tub. If you want to, come and join us tomorrow." Maureen said.

"I've told Cecily about the tub and nudity. A bathing suit if it makes you feel more comfortable." I said.

Maureen and Cliff agreed, saying they would wear them too, if it helped. Cecily didn't seem too bothered about that. I said she could come to my place and we would walk over together, if she wanted to come. The weather was still fairly warm, so we agreed on 6pm for snacks and drinks, then in to the tub. Cecily stayed to talk. Cliff and Maureen headed home just after 9.

"They both have no pubic hair. Is that expected?"

"No. I don't have any either. I had a trimmed bush, the first time I went over. Whatever you are happy with is fine. You've seen Pat, bald. June, straggly grey pubic hair. I've been in both camps."

"I used to keep it tidy for Neville and when I was with June and Jeremy. I've not bothered lately. Not much point, if nobody is going to see. I'll think about it. Will they expect me to have sex?"

"No, of course not. Do as you please. I have sex with both of them, because we all want to. I'm sure Cliff will love your body. A lot less flabby than myself and Maureen, but he won't have expectations, desires definitely. Have sex with any of us, or none of us. Just watch, watch and masturbate. It's up to you. You don't even have to come, if you think it is too much."

With that, she headed home. I wondered if she would be back. I had also learned a lot more about June in particular. She couldn't face Jeremy's size. Did she still accept any others, like Cecily described? Would Patricia know? I trusted Cliff and Maureen. I hoped that Cecily could come to, as well. With the talk of shaving, I made sure I was freshly done, a bit of stubble since the big party. I'd told Cecily to bring a towel and a robe or something loose to wear.

I was delighted, when she actually turned up, at around 5.30. Hair and make up impeccable, as she had been the previous day. She carried a bag and was wearing one of the dresses, I was more used to seeing. I closed the living room curtains. I didn't want anyone seeing in from the road. Hoping it put her at ease, I took off my dress and underwear, before taking up my robe, slowly. I paused, so that she could take in the expanse of my old body. I put on the robe and tied the belt.

She opened her bag and took out a robe. Mine was a quite scruffy grey towelling affair. Hers cotton, with a Japanese print. She placed it over the back of a chair. She undressed slowly. The dress unbuttoned and pulled over her head. Nice bra and pants, pink satin with a lace trim. I had been correct in my assessment. Her body was amazing for someone close to my age. I'd seen nothing better at the party, except the much younger Victoria. Her breasts, which defined the fall of her usual dresses, perhaps 38c. These and the dresses gave the impression, that she had a larger body. A narrow waist, flat stomach and nicely curving hips. My initial thought, wow. She unclipped her bra, her breasts sagged but not to the extent of mine or Maureen's. Nice but not large, nipples. I wonder, what if anything, she had done to her pubic hair. Gingerly, she edged down her briefs. She need not have worried. What did she look like for Neville? Today, hairs about half an inch long, dark grey with a few lighter hairs, a narrow V.

"Holy cow. How do you not get laid, all the time. You look fantastic. I know you like men. I know a lot of ladies, who would be very interested in you. I'm surprised June and Jeremy didn't give up having sex and masturbate looking at you."

"Give it in."

"I'm not kidding. I'd take you to bed now, if we weren't going to Cliff and Maureen's. Don't be surprised if you are confronted with an erection, when you take your robe off."

We put on some slip on shoes, picked up our towels and I took a bottle of wine from the fridge. We stepped into the garden and I locked the door. As we hit the air outside, her nipples were clearly visible through the thin cotton. We crossed both gardens. Cliff and Maureen were sat outside, clad in robes. Four chairs were round their wooden table. The wine cooler and dishes of peanuts, crisps and mini pretzels were set out. I handed over the bottle and we sat down. Cliff poured out some wine, rose.

"Maureen, prepared to be upstaged?"

"I guessed as much, from he clothes yesterday. Not a hint of flab."

Cecily dropped here eyes looking into her wine glass.

"Bring you glasses, there is a cheeseboard, crackers, some sausage rolls and other food inside." Maureen said.

We ate a few light snacks. Just after 7, we headed out to the tub, placing our glasses in the four holders. Maureen and Cliff stripped and got in. Cecily and myself followed a minute later. Maureen slapped Cliff's shoulder.

"Behave. We don't want any of your cum floating about in here."

Cecily stifled a laugh. I snorted. My judgement was right, Cliff had an erection. The comment seemed to break the ice and things settled down. The conversation, social rather than sexual. Cecily asking about the tub, upkeep and cost. She was interested in the garden. She and Neville were keen gardeners and grew a lot of their own food. She thought she may like to go back to doing it. Cliff and Maureen agreed to help out, if Cecily needed any. Cliff went for another bottle. Maureen saw her looking at his cock.

"Marjorie did that when she first came over. Nice, isn't it?"

"I've seen one bigger but not been with one Cliff's size. My husband was a good lover but not very big."

Cliff returned and the conversation stopped.

"Not subtle. Talking about my knob while I'm not here."

While he was handing drinks to Cecily and Myself, Maureen gave his shaft a couple of strokes.

"Pack it in."

By the time we had finished that and a third bottle, it was getting dark and we headed inside, taking our robes and drying with our towels. Maureen took the latter and hung them up to dry.

"You saw the swing. I'll show you the rest." Maureen said.

We went upstairs. The swing was still set in the back bedroom. A low plastic storage box, was on the floor. She told us, it was slid under their bed, when their son and his wife came. I explained about the fake smoke alarm. The lid was opened and a massive toy collection was revealed. Dildos, butt plugs, beads, vibrators and lubricant. Similar to what I have only more of it.

"We think our son 'borrows' a butt plug, while he's here. His wife would have a fit, if she found anything like this, at their house. I told Marjorie, he used to wank, after seeing me naked. I watched him shove things in his bum while he orgasmed. I don't know if he just liked it or had seen Cliff fucking my ass."

Cecily had her mouth open.

"Sorry if that was too much. She gets a bit carried away." Said Cliff.

Cecily shook her head.

"I have a couple of the smaller things you have there."

"I think Cliff is getting over stimulated. We need to take advantage, before he goes pop." Maureen said.

She and Cliff headed to their bedroom. Cecily actually beat me to the door. I'd not really noticed earlier. The rear view was every bit as good, as the front. Maureen and Cliff were on the bed. A couple of chairs were at the end of the bed. I sat on one, Cecily the other. I gathered she was happy to watch, as she did with June and Jeremy. Cliff was on his back, feet and dick towards us. Maureen's pussy found his mouth. She stroked his dick a couple of times. He was already erect. She took his knob in her mouth and began taking in his shaft. Her lips reached his pubic hair, breathing hard through her nose.

"Holy shit. Sorry but I've never seen anything like that. I sucked the end of Neville's but like the anal, he orgasmed in seconds. The only time he held out was doing it in my vagina."

"That happens a lot. Too excited and the thoughts don't meet the reality. I tried that but couldn't get all of Cliff's in my throat."

Maureen lifted her head, exposing Cliff's shaft. She flicked her head at Cecily. A slight hesitation. She got up and moved to the bed. Maureen held his rod upright. Cecily knelt on the bed and took the helmet in her mouth. Her cheeks were drawn as she sucked. She bobbed her head slightly for a couple of minutes. Cliff let out a sigh and Maureen tapped Cecily's shoulder, the knob slipped from her lips. He hadn't cum.

"OK?" Maureen asked.

"Yes, a little slimy and salty."

"Lay next to him."

Maureen began grinding her pussy on her husbands mouth. She reached down and started stroking Cecily's boobs and nipples. They were hard and sensitive, judging by the sighs and increased breathing. I approached the bed and lifted her knees. Her pussy was as neat as her pubic hair. I kissed her inner thighs, working gradually higher. I moveed around her groin, without touching her labia. She was oozing fluid. I licked at it and brushed my lips up her vagina to her clit.

"Wwwwhat."

I didn't stop. I started gently sucking her clit between my lips. I inserted my thumb into her vagina. She groaned. She wouldn't last long. Her anus was wet with her juices, I pulled my thumb from her, rubbing it against her asshole. Her breath was hissing. Some gentle pressure and my digit sipped in. She yelled out a massive orgasm. A couple of minutes passed.

"That was weird." Cecily said.

"Have you never had anything in your bum?" I asked.

"No, like I said. Neville touched it with his willy and ejaculated. He touched it and so do I, when I masturbate. I've never put anything in there. Not just that, nobody has ever put their mouth there. Neville always used his fingers to get me going."

"Not freaked out?" I asked.

She shook her head. Meanwhile Maureen grunted several times as she came on Cliff's tongue.

"I think he needs some relief. After having my fat bum on his face. Want to try him, Cecily?"

Maureen climbed off and stood by the bed. Cecily thought for a few seconds and nodded. Cliff pushed himself up on his elbows and shuffled to the edge of the bed. Standing, he pulled Cecily's bum towards him and rubbed his shaft along her slit. Her wetness was evident. Slowly, fraction by fraction he eased the knob of his cock inside. She lay open mouthed. Aware of her previous experience, Cliff held off from pushing fully home. He started to fuck her, with just over half his length. Maureen found the grey triangle and eased her fingers to the clit below. Her other hand, wormed it's way to Cecily's slightly less tense anus. Her index finger inserted, rubbing the under side of Cliff's cock. He now pushed home as he came.

"Aaaaaah, oooow."

I moved beside my friend and kissed here cheek, rubbing my hand gently across her stomach.

"My god. Neville would get me off but I've never felt anything like that. I've seen June orgasm like that. I can see why she loves it."

"You wait until you cum with a cock in your ass. It's incredible." Maureen said.

"That might be a bit too much information, at the moment." Cliff added, as his cock slipped out.

Maureen had removed her hands from Cecily. She got off the bed and took her husband's cock in her mouth. Sucking, she removed Cecily's juices and Cliff's cum. She carried on. They had done this many times before. Probably with the other couple. He began to stiffen. Cliff turned to me and pointed at a bottle of lube on the bedside cabinet. I took it and squirted some on to my hand.

"Bend over."

I wiped the blob from my fingers onto my asshole. I put my hands on the seat of the chair, showing my ass to Cliff. I looked over, Cecily was sat on the bed watching. Maureen stopped sucking. Cliff took aim and slid home slowly, a single push. Multiple sessions with Jeremy, one with Donald and more recently some bigger dildos, meant no problem for me. Watching what Cecily had experienced, had turned me on. He reached for my pussy, as he began thrusting hard into my ass. It took him a decent time to cum, for his second of the day. The others cocks were big but his was in the sweetspot for me. The jets of his cum set me going. That was to be it for now.

"He did it twice." Cecily said.

"I did but I need a drink now. Guests first to the shower. Plenty of towels and gel. See you downstairs, help yourself to wine. He said."

They came down about fifteen minutes after us, still naked, as we were. It was hard to read Cecily's mood. A lot of firsts but was it too much.

"Cliff, do you often orgasm twice? Neville could only do it once. If he did it in my mouth or against my bum, he had to use his fingers on me."

"Sometimes three, with enough time to recover. Two is enough for today."

"How was your first experience of anal?" I asked.

"Better than I expected. I thought it would hurt but it just felt strange. Not disgusting as some people say. I'm not sure I could do what Marjorie just did but..."

"We need a girls shopping trip. You need some better clothes, to show off your figure." Maureen said.

"Neville didn't want people staring at me, so I got used to covering up."

We agreed to take the train up to town, in a week or so. Have some lunch and do some browsing. We finished our drinks and thanked Maureen and Frank profusely. I picked up my robe and towel and slipped on my shoes took a couple of steps.

"Marj you're not."

"I am."

She grabbed her things and the two of us walked naked to my back door. At the gate, I had looked back and Cliff was watching, Cecily's cute bum, more than likely. In my lounge, Cecily put on the clothes she had arrived in. I would head to bed, so didn't bother.

"That was a great evening. They are really nice. I wasn't going to do anything but watch. I was worried about his size but it was fine. I still wouldn't want Jeremy."

She headed home, tired but happy. It would be interesting to see where her journey would go.

I had picked up on something, during my conversations with Cecily. This could be of benefit to her and also somebody else. Based on some of the details, I took the bus and headed towards Pat's. The nearest stop, was still not that close, I walked the rest of the way. I knocked on the cottage door. June answered.

"Oh, it's you. If you are looking to get your bottom plundered, you are out of luck. Jeremy isn't here."

"I know, it was you I came to see."

She looked puzzled but showed me inside. Very nice. Old oak beams, really nice paintings on the wall and antique furniture. I ventured an opinion, that she hadn't been entirely honest, when we had talked on Pat's mezzanine. Yes, she didn't want sex with a large penis anymore. I could understand that, based on a night with Donald. She hadn't had anal with 'him', that didn't mean she hadn't done it.

"Cecily." She said.

"Don't worry. It isn't general knowledge. She can keep a secret. She only told me, because she had seen me naked with Patricia."

"How much did she say?"

I set out the details I had. The invitation to join in, the naked masturbation and the multiple men.

"Reading between the lines. I'd say that it wasn't Jeremy who wanted to fuck her, too slim for him but you. She turned down the invitation thinking it was the other way round. Her husband was still alive, back then. I don't think she'd ever had a lesbian experience either. You let Jeremy indulge his big bottomed anal fetish and he turned a blind eye to what you got up to. Is that an accurate description?"

"You are pretty smart. I thought Ellen may have worked it out. She's clever but she never said anything. You saw me touch Pat. For the most part, I'm heterosexual but I don't turn down the opportunity with a nice lady, if I get the chance. I get away with what I do, because all of this, the house, barn, land and stables are mine. Jeremy likes the luxury lifestyle. When we met, he was a broke medical student. Very charming, a big cock and a good fuck. I didn't find out about the bottom thing until later."

"So, you had a good life together but also did your own thing?"

"That's about it. I knew he satisfied himself with quite a few nurses and even a couple of the junior doctors. He never really asked about me and I didn't tell him. Ever had three men in you at the same time?"

"Not even two."

"You don't know what you are missing."

"It was something along those lines, I came to talk about. Cecily stopped stripping off, when you stopped having sex with Jeremy. She assumed that you had stopped altogether. Particularly, as she is only here a couple of times a week now. She has just be masturbating at home, since then. A waste in my book. I have started her down a new path. I think if you were to ask her now, you may get a different answer. Especially, if you could introduce her, to some of your less well hung gentlemen."

She laughed and said she would raise the subject, next time Cecily came to clean.

"For a frumpy church organist, you're a sly one. You've had the three of us, Cecily? and who else?"

"That would be telling."

I headed to the bus stop, hoping that Cecily would reap the benefits. Perhaps I would too.

Our trip to town was really nice. A good lunch and a stroll round some good clothes shops and department stores. Cecily returned home with quite a few additions to her wardrobe. I even updated mine. Just as well. A letter from Ellen was on the doormat when I got home. A new party. Not as large and more casual. The following weekend. A called Patricia round for a chat, a few days before the event. To see what she knew about the guest list and to get her perspective on her parents.

She parked outside and strode up to the door. The more you saw her, the more apt June's, man with a fanny, description seemed. I put on some coffee. She knew that the two of us, Victoria and Ruth were invited. Theresa was coming but without Donald. She thought the two men and their wives would be there but Ellen was keeping her cards close to her flat chest.

I asked about June, Jeremy, Cecily and any others she knew about. June had told her about my visit.

"I suppose there is no harm telling you more. After all, you have had some sort of sex with all three of us. Dad let on about his preference, after they had been married about a year. Mum was fine with it, as long as he didn't force it in her. I've no idea how many asses he's fucked, over the years. While he was working and a bit younger, there would have been lots. Less so now."

"Including you?"

"This doesn't get back to mum. Yes."

"I guessed as much. Your Sybian, the farrier and the fact that you even attempted Donald, gave me a clue."

"I'm not dad's type, not fat enough, too butch but the naughty side of it, was too much for him to resist. It felt good. I'm quite tough. I took dad, so thought I could manage Donald, he was too much. I really wanted it but the pain was more than I could take. There was even a bit of blood. It took about a week to heal."

"Your mum, hasn't stopped at all. She just wants smaller cocks, doesn't she?"

"Dad has the tackle and stamina, mum has the insane sex drive. Dad spent a lot of long hours working. He also stayed over a lot, at a flat they had in town. It was close to the hospital. Probably his fuck pad. Mum was on her own a lot. She was never short of company."

"She told me she'd been triple penetrated."

"I don't think that was the half of it. You've seen her playing with that clit ring. She edges herself for ages. She can also cum over and over. I can't fully satisfy her. I'm not sure any of the convent set could. I know those three blokes fucked her singly and in combination for over two hours. She actually really likes anal but small or average cocks are her limit. She still manages to find a few people to oblige. I don't think dad has any idea, how many men and occasionally women, she has been with. Certainly a lot more than him."

She headed off promising to talk more at the party.

No taxi this time. Definitely as smaller affair. Also a later start, 8pm on a Saturday. Presumably to allow anyone who had been working, to attend. Victoria collected me in her sports car. I chose a skirt I had bought on the shopping trip, a loose fitting blouse and some black patent court shoes. Victoria, cream linen trousers and a blue silk shirt. Again we entered by the the back gate. Maisie greeted us,

"Bags upstairs, names on your doors. Front lounge when you are ready."

I wondered if somebody had made a comment. Either at the last party or since. Myself, Ruth and Victoria were in adjoining rooms, mine in the middle. Pat seemed to be in her usual room. Ursula and Theresa next to her. I presumed that the married couples would be at the other end, near Ellen and Maisie's rooms.

Downstairs, we entered the room I had been in, on my first visit, when I played the piano. Everyone who's names we had seen, were already in the room. Plus the two married couples. Ruth came over to welcome us. She told us that the couples were Rodney and Abigail, Victor and Naomi. They came to the parties, mostly for them to swap partners, in all combinations. Naomi and Abigail would have sex with each other but weren't interested in the other women. I'd seen them at the previous party, when I came down for a drink with Ruth. The men would have sex with both of them, each other and anyone else who was that way inclined.

The three of us gravitated to a table holding glasses of red wine and coolers with bottles of white. When we had selected our glasses, Ellen approached with Ursula.

"Hi Ellen, looking to get one of your five a day?" Victoria quipped.

"Without Donald here, Ursula is the next best thing, for getting my dose of anal."

Ursula, like most of us, looked to be in her sixties. Classic pear shape, wide hips, large bottom, not quite to Ruth's proportions, but not far off it. Unlike her, Ursula wasn't balanced up by large breasts. Small mounds, with dark nipples on full display, through a sheer black top. She may as well have been topless.

"Victoria, How is your mother?" She asked.

"Thanks to you lot, a lot more confused in my mind. It was bad enough finding out that I'd been with the same three women. Discovering that she liked large bottomed women and big anal insertions, is another thing altogether. Still, Spain seems to be working out well for both of them. There is a large ex pat community where they live. Not quite car keys in a bowl and take your pick but not far off it. Dad was shocked at first but seems to be getting the hang of it. Mum is like a kid in a candy shop. I'll pass on her details, maybe you can go and visit."

The two of them headed off to talk to Theresa. Without Donald, it looked like the three of them, would be the recipients of some cucumber. By the time we had downed another glass, things were starting to happen. Their wives began stripping Rodny and Victor, we took a seat, hoping to see something interesting. We weren't disappointed. Both men looked good for their age. I suppose, they wouldn't have been invited, otherwise. Decent but not huge cocks. Victor on his back, Rodney straddling him, they began sucking each other's dicks. I was surprised to see Maisie drop her skirt, no knickers, rubbing her pussy. I thought she was exclusively Lesbian. Ruth said that, although she didn't have sex with men, she liked watching. It dated back to their parents time. She used to watch a couple of the male staff, suck cock and fuck each other's asses. She was an enigma, for some one, who only went with women and didn't do anal herself.

The action on the rug continued. Approaching orgasm, they withdrew their cocks, allowing the assembled women, to seen the jets of cum, shooting into waiting mouths. Maisie's legs straightened, she twisted sideways on her chair as she came. Not the only one. Theresa was stood with her hand inside her skirt, her eyes tight shut, leaning against Ellen for support.

"Ever seen that before?" I asked Victoria.

"No. Not much experience of men at all. Caught my dad wanking one day. He didn't see me. He was looking at photos on his computer. He came into a couple of paper tissues. That's about it. Interesting to watch those two but not my thing."

"Me neither. Seen and had plenty of dicks but never seen two blokes together."

Patricia came over and pulled me aside. She had been delving into her mother's relationships. The three men were still around. Not always together. On top of that, there was a pool of about half a dozen more. Most were in their sixties but there were a couple far younger, what have a thing for older women. I thanked here for the update. She headed off and I returned to Victoria and Ruth.

"Time to head upstairs. I need to reward Marjorie for her oral skills and introduction to this." Victoria said.

"Mind if I join you?" Ruth asked.

I said that I was counting on it. We slept together last time but hadn't done anything. Victoria apologised for hijacking our portly friend. We opted for Victoria's room, not that it made much difference, they all seemed to be similarly laid out and decorated. Ellen's had been more luxurious and I presumed Maisie's would be too. As we undressed, I said that I wanted to experience what Maisie and Victoria had, under Ruth's ample bottom. I was curious to know what Maisie in particular, found so arousing. Ruth gave me an idea.

"I've heard, that some of the women, use a silk scarf around her neck and that others grip her throat in both hands, while she masturbates herself to orgasm. I haven't seen it but it makes sense, if the lack or air is a factor. I sometimes lean forward and use my fingers, like I did with Victoria but she normally prefers me to sit upright. I never cum from this, as she can't reach my clit with her tongue, just my vagina. I don't mind, she always goes down on me afterwards."

We all undressed, Victoria, statuesque, hung her clothes in the wardrobe. Ruth draped hers over a chair, I put mine on the dressing table. On my back, on top of the bed, the waxed pussy and anus descended. Her soft buttocks covered my face. Her musky aroma filled my nostrils, as her anus found the tip of my nose. She wiggled slightly, her hole opened slightly and the very end of my nose was absorbed. I stuck out my tongue, she was right, I was able to poke it into her pussy but couldn't reach her clit. It felt like she pushed back and down and fingers contacted my tongue, she was going to stoke her pussy. I felt my legs raise. Victoria ran her tongue up and down my labia, her fingers pulled them wide and she lapped inside me. A thumb?, pressed my anus and she started to nibble my clit. Ruth was grinding her hips, in an almost circular motion, my nose still in contact with her ass. Her fluid flowed into my mouth.

"Oh yes, oh yes, cumming, ooooow."

Her anus twitched on my nose, slight breaths with my mouth, I felt my tongue being constricted, as she came. Victoria pushed a finger into my vagina, her thumb into my ass and rubbed the membrane between the two. Ruth had slumped forward, I was unable to utter a sound or move, my legs shook, I pushed at the large bum above me, with my hands. Relief, as she moved and I could gasp a breath. Perhaps, a slight suggestion of what Maisie sought, for her gratification.

Ruth smeared fluid across my chin as her large thighs raised up, for her to dismount.

"My nose is no substitute for Donald's cock." I said.

"Just as arousing though. I've always been that way inclined. At the convent, the beds all had four large brass knobs, one on each corner. A lot of us could get one in our pussy. I was the only one, to get one in my bum. Ursula used to lay on the bed and watch my anus stretch around it. I think Theresa and Ellen would be able to do it now."

"Ruth, I'm going to get a drink. I presume your want a bit of time with Victoria's massive clit. You two seem to have a bit of a thing for each other."

"Hey, I know it's big but that's a bit rude."

"She's right, her mum's is bigger, No longer but half as wide again." Ruth interjected.

"Again with the details."

I went downstairs, to the room I'd been to with Ruth. I poured a brandy, adding some ginger ale and peeped into the front lounge. The two men were on the rug again. I presumed they had moved, in between. Victor was ramming his cock into Rodney's ass. Patricia made a chain, as her strap on was in Victors anus. She held still, as they moved. The dildo in her harness almost of Donald proportions. When Rodney orgasmed, his cum shot nearly thee feet, off the rug and onto the wood floor.

Heading upstairs, I peered through the door, to see Ruth grinding over Victoria's lap. Was the erect clit inside her vagina? Hard to tell. Whatever the case, they both seemed to be enjoying themselves. I opened the door to my room. It looked as if Maisie had been there a while.

"Where have you been? I've been waiting. Ruth is busy and I need your fat ass on me."

Time to see things from the other perspective. I assumed the position Ruth had on me. With the amount of anal I had been doing, her nose sank in, as mine had. She pulled her knees to her chest, ankles within reach. I grabbed one with each hand. Was this choice of room deliberate. There was a large mirror facing me. There hadn't been one, in the other rooms I'd been in. Her pussy was open and wet. Had she been with someone previously? Her anus clearly visible. A shame it couldn't be ventured. Her right hand reached for her pussy, her left, pulled my thigh down, to stop me rising. As I had done, her tongue entered my pussy. I decided not to touch myself, just to watch. Maisie masturbated herself to four orgasms. Her anus contracting incredibly during each one, almost disappearing from sight. She pushed towards the foot of the bed with her legs. I let go and they hit the bed. Her left hand let go of my thigh and I climbed off her. Although I hadn't cum, it didn't stop me soaking Maisie's mouth and chin. She licked licked around with her tongue.

"Strangle me!"

Ruth had been right. I placed my hands round her throat. Not hard enough for her liking. Still able to converse,

"Don't mess about, hard."

I squeezed. Her hand was slapping her clit. The orgasm was incredible. Her heels drummed on the bed, her eyes bulged from my strangulation. She slapped my hands away. A few minutes later,

"You'll do. A bit of work to get you into shape."

"Thanks, I think. I know everyone has their particular likes and dislikes. Where did yours come from?"

"When mother caught me sucking Ellen's clit. She grasped me round the throat. I had an orgasm, without touching myself. It took me a while to refine it but for me the orgasm's are out of this world."

"Was the dislike of anal, a result of the thing with your mother, over the table. Ellen told me about it?"

"In part but not entirely. It was definitely a shock, seeing her enjoying the head gardener. Ellen probably told you, like the rest of us at the time, I used to shove all sorts of stuff inside my bum. I think we were supposed to watch, what happened in the dining room. Our parents knew we would be there. It was an exercise in being obedient. Father liked to watch. He would have had the staff force her bottom, whether she enjoyed it or not. The fact was, she loved it. Good for her. The problem was, unlike Ellen, I ran off. When the show had finished, father came to find me. He took his belt to my bottom. I was red raw but he wasn't done. He pulled my pants down and shoved his penis straight into my bottom. No lubricant. He was quite big and the pain was excruciating. I was screaming. Thankfully, the one thrust was enough for him to orgasm. I've never let anyone or anything in my bum since. I know Ellen eventually had the head gardener in her. She has never told me whether father buggered her as well."

"I'm sorry. Not a nice memory."

"Enough time has passed. I've come to accept the licking and touching, which I don't mind but anything attempting to enter and I tense up. I don't do it, it doesn't mean it's all bad. I watch people do it, I just don't do it myself."

"There seem to be a large proportion at these parties who like it."

"For some of them it was a challenge, to see what they could fit. You were with Ruth earlier, she was the champion. If you discount the nun, that is. She inserted one of the chapel candles, while I masturbated her. It was bigger than Donald. I don't think she was really cut out for life in the order."

I chuckled.

"Enough talking. I owe you, not only for your fat bum and the strangling but Victoria. Her clitoris is the best I've seen in a while. The only bigger one I've seen was the old vicar's wife. She was a tiny little thing. Only about five feet tall and slim with it. The bulge in her knickers, even before she got excited was impressive. She wasn't shy with it either. Suck or stroke it and she was about 3 inches long. Apparently, she had to force herself on the vicar, on their wedding night. That was the only time they had sex. She had a few of the women here but a large proportion of the local men."

"I can't compete with that."

It was well after midnight before she went down on me. She was as determined as Pat but far more gentle. Enough to wear me out. She fell asleep between my legs. In the morning, Ellen strode in and spanked her sister's bum.

"Come on. No more fanny. Time for Church."

We gulped down a quick coffee and headed out. I suppose the rest carried on.

I walked to church, with Ellen and Maisie. I don't think any of us were feeling particularly perky. During the service, I hit the occasional wrong note and one or both of them croaked a few of the words, during the hymns. As we left, both of them kissed me on the lips. There goes what little reputation I had, as a straight up, pillar of the community. I trudged off home. Ellen said she would have my bag sent on. Indoors, three missed calls on my phone, all from Maureen. I pressed the button to return the last.

"Back door if you have a minute."

I put down my handbag and wandered over. She dragged me upstairs. In their bed, Cecily. Fast asleep, Cliff beside, her just stirring. We went back down and Maureen made us some coffee. Cecily had been there since Saturday afternoon. She didn't have Maureen's number, so worked out where their house was, by the position in the street. She knew I was away and wanted someone to talk to, who wouldn't think she was being rude or disgusting. Maureen told me, that Cecily had been talking, to the woman she does some cleaning for. They had restarted something, that had ended a few years ago.

Cecily had told Maureen that the two of them had masturbated. The old lady pulling on a clit piercing. They had given each other several orgasms with fingers and orally. The first time Cecily had got a woman off. She had been beaming when she arrived at Maureen's. Cliff was out golfing, so they poured some drinks and got in to the tub. They had finished a whole bottle of wine before Cliff got home. He went for a shower and joined them. He had poured them a small glass each and a pint of beer for himself. The two women were giggling.

"You've been talking about me, while I was away again, haven't you?"

"I hope the golf didn't take too much out of you." Cecily sniggered.

"You're both drunk."

"No just a bit merry." Maureen answered.

Cecily had stood up and straddled Cliff's legs, rubbing her pubic hair on his nose.

"In the words of Oliver Twist, please sir can I have some more." She said.

Cliff hadn't bothered finishing his beer. The three of them used their towels, as the walked upstairs, Cliff sneaking a quick pinch, of Cecily's bum. She had knelt in front of him and commenced stroking his cock. As it began to rise. She took it in her mouth. Sucking and licking his cock. Maureen had seen the indications of Cliff's orgasm. She had tapped Cecily's shoulder. This time she didn't stop, her cheeks sucked in and he came, grasping the back of her head. She had taken over half his cock. He released her head and pulled out. A trickle of cum, ran from the corner of her mouth. It dripped onto her breast.

"Oops." She said, wiping her chin.

Maureen bent and licked the blob from her breast.

"Are you sure you wanted to do that. I'm going to need some time, now." Cliff said.

"Yes. It's been ages since I did that, you lasted a lot longer than Neville and you ejaculated a lot more."

Cliff went down to fetch his beer, while he mustered his strength. He didn't think Maureen and Cecily needed any more alcohol. When he got back upstairs, Cecily was in the swing. Maureen was on her knees, taking a butt plug from Cecily's asshole and replacing it with a vibrator.

"Oooo."

Maureen began lapping at the vagina before her. Cliff put his beer down and picked up the lube from beside his wife's knee. He turned to Cecily,

"You want to do this?"

"Of course. Mum told me never to put a penis in my mouth or let a man into my bottom, that's dirty. So, I'm going to do both. Besides, you did it to Maureen and Marjorie, it's my turn."

Maureen removed the vibrator. Cliff applied some lube, to the slightly open hole, having already covered his dick in it.

"Push out as I go in. When my knob is in, I'll stop."

He rubbed his helmet against her pinky brown hole. He sphincter opened and his crest crossed the threshold.

"Uuuuph."

"OK?" He asked.

"Mmm. It's big."

His hand reached for the clit, which his wife and recently been licking. Cecily sucked in a breath. The movements of his cock began, almost imperceptibly. Quarter inch out, half an inch in. His balls finally reached her bum. She reached down,

"Bloody hell, it's all the way in. What a naughty girl." She said.

He increased his movements and the action of his fingers.

"C c c c c cumming. Ahhhhhhh."

She was gripping the straps of the swing hard. The throbbing of her body and the pressure from her anus, grunts from Cliff, as his cum entered her rectum.

"Oooo, oooo," barely audible from Cecily's lips.

A few tears slid down her cheeks. Her eyes closed and teeth gritted.

"Oh my god, Cecily are you alright?"

"Mmmm."

"Wow, I should have done that years ago. You can feel his stuff inside."

Cliff now flaccid from two orgasms in short order, withdrew his knob. Maureen, keen to expand Cecily's experience, bent and rimmed her asshole, licking some of Cliff's semen.

"Phuuuuu."

"That really is dirty. Having your husbands spunk is one thing. Licking it from my bum is another."

Maureen pushed the swing and Cecily grinned.

"Weeeeeee."

"How old are you? Let's get you cleaned up." Maureen said.

After a shower and a couple of drinks. They went to bed. Maureen told me, she had been woken a couple of times in he night, as Cecily had demanded more fucking from Cliff.

"No wonder they are still In bed. Aren't you bothered about her monopolising him and you not getting any?" I asked.

"Not at all. They both enjoyed it. I masturbated next to them in bed, during their last episode. I get Cliff when I want him."

I headed back to get some rest. I was still tired after Ellen and Maisie's latest extravaganza. Just after lunch Cecily appeared at the back door. I was still a bit dozy and perhaps a little hung over. She, on the other hand, was like a kid at Christmas. She gave me her account of the previous night. Exuberantly proclaiming that Cliff had now cum, in her mouth, pussy and ass. She thanked me for the introduction to Cliff and Maureen. Also, for talking to June. They were getting on really well. In spite of Pat wanting to keep her anal interaction with Jeremy a secret, June had actually seen them from the driveway. She decided to leave them to it, even though she had warned the against it.

"She has invited me to meet some gentlemen. Next weekend, Jeremy is away at a reunion, for staff at his own hospital. June thinks he is only going, to reunite with a couple of nurses. Pat will be away with some friends watching a show jumping competition. I don't have more details, she just said it will be fun."

"Where does she meet all of them, when we can't?"

"I've no idea. Seeing her with the three men, was surprising, even disturbing. Now, I think I would like to try it too. I thought Neville was a good lover because I got orgasms. Some of the other WI women complained about not getting off, with their husbands. Maureen and Cliff have changed that for me. All women need somebody like Cliff."

She headed off and I fell asleep on the sofa.

On Tuesday evening, Maureen called. She wanted to come over and use my back bedroom, the following afternoon. A bit strange but I agreed. She arrived at 3, bringing her binoculars and tripod.

"What the hell? Cliff having an affair?"

"Don't be daft, we fuck almost anyone going."

She told me that her son had some business in the village and wanted to leave his car in their driveway. She gave me a bit of background. Her daughter in law, could best be described as a trophy wife. Great figure, amazing looking, clever and a good mother. The down side, she didn't put out much. For someone like their son, Greg, not ideal. She had already told me he wanked a lot while he was at home, probably used their sex toys and had perved her in the past. What she was expecting was for him to park up, enter the house and go upstairs. She had told him that nobody would be in.

She was right. At about twenty past three, somebody entered the room. Anyone looking on would have been confused. Two old ladies, looking through binoculars at the back of a house. He stripped off. Dipped out of sight and appeared with a large butt plug and some lube. He slowly worked the plug in.

"Dirty sod. That's mine." She said.

A few strokes of his cock and he was sporting an erection, which seemed to be as big as Jeremy. Even Maureen was surprised.

"No idea where he gets that from. A lot bigger than his dad."

He bent down again and emerged with what looked like a book.

"What's that?"

"It's an album of memories. Pictures of me and Cliff. All the way back to when we got married. All sorts. Hairy pussy all the way to shaved, thin and getting fatter, fucking and using toys. Not to mention later pictures with our old neighbours. I didn't think he knew about that. It is hidden beneath the wardrobe. The base at the front pulls off."

He put the album on the swing and started flipping through the pages, wanking his cock with the other hand. Maureen was wriggling.

"Like mother like son. You're getting turned on, watching him wank that big cock, while he looks at you."

"Fuck it."

She put her hand into her pants. He shot an enormous load, on to the floor. How long had he been storing that up. She came about a minute later. I could see her point, he did look good. A few minutes later, her removed the plug. Movement in the bathroom, through the opaque glass.

"At least he's washing my plug. Well, I hope he is."

He returned with some toilet roll, to clean up the mess. He replaced everything, dressed and left. That was an entertaining interlude.

"What are you going to do?"

"I have no idea. We are like you. We like to see people having fun with sex. It's a bit odd having your son getting turned on, by his mum and dad. Not to mention, seeing her getting double penetrated and having sex with the woman next door. We had an idea but this is confirmation. I'll talk to Cliff when he gets in."

They called me over to the hot tub on Thursday evening, just for a quick drink and dip. The temperature had dipped slightly. Robes off at the last second. All three of us submerged to neck level. Greg had mentioned the lack of sex, during one of the rounds of golf, with his dad. Neither of his parents avoided talking about things like sex and relationships. So he had thought it a safe bet, to mention it.

"Have you decided what to do?"

"We are going to leave it to him. Let him carry on. We have bought him some plugs. They are in our box. A small bag with his name on it. I guess he will be shocked. He will then be aware, that we know about him. If he says something, we'll talk. If he doesn't, we just leave the situation as it is." Maureen said.

In church on Sunday, Ellen and Maisie were back in full voice and no wrong notes in my playing. As usual, the congregation gather outside in the churchyard to talk, after the service. I had put my music away and came out from the vestry, rather than the main door. I came up behind a couple of the men. I had seen one before. He was the chap who looks after the village hall. He is called Harry. He holds the keys and does some repairs and maintenance. When we held WI meetings, he was usually in one of the small rooms at the back. I had no idea who the other one was. I heard the word sex, so held back. They were looking at the rest of the people, so had no idea there was anyone behind them.

The two of them had been talking in the village pub, the night before. They were now carrying it on. The gist. Harry's wife had been great. They had sex frequently but she has passed away, a couple of years before. The other chap was bemoaning the fact that his wife had lost interest. From time to time she would give him a wank but that was it. I stepped up behind them. They both jumped.

"Sorry, we shouldn't have been talking like that. Especially here. We didn't know anyone was there." Harry said.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to tell anyone. I'm surprised you haven't noticed. There are plenty of women round here, who could help you out. You just need to know where to look."

"Pardon."

"You think it is just men who get frustrated, by not getting enough? I'm Marjorie. Church organist, WI member and horny old woman. I know you Harry, who is your friend?"

"I'm Richard. I live a mile outside the village. I drink with Harry in the pub."

"I have to go now. How about meeting in the pub, Tuesday evening at 7?"

They agreed and we headed for our respective places. I had a load of laundry and cleaning to do. I set the washing going and started on the dusting and vacuuming. With all of the sex and relationships which I'd been developing, the house needed some serious attention. I spent the rest of the morning and a couple of hours after lunch, getting everything spick and span. Not that the house would ever be pristine. I was just thinking what to eat that evening, when there was a phone call.

"Too cold for the tub today. Come to dinner. 6.30?"

"Thanks. I've been cleaning all day. That saves me a job."

I sat down and relaxed with a mug of tea, until it was time to cross the lawns. I knocked on the back door and Maureen let me in.

"Other guests." She whispered.

Sat around the dining table, Cliff, Greg and a stunning looking brunette, presumably Greg's wife. I was introduced to Antonia. Their children were spending the weekend with Antonia's parents, who had taken them to a theme park. How would the conversation go. Cliff found it easy to keep his mouth under control, Maureen less so. As it turned out, a refined evening. A nice roast dinner made by Maureen. A couple of glasses of red wine. Just lemonade for Greg, as he was driving. After Greg and Antonia left, I stayed for another glass of red.

"She seems nice."

"She is. Unless that is you want to have lots of sex. A bit of fingering and missionary once a week, wouldn't do it for any of us."

As far as they could tell, Greg hadn't visited, since the butt plugs had been put into their box. They said they were going away shortly, to stay with their previous neighbours. That sounded like it would be a lot of fun. From my perspective, I wondered what Tuesday evening would bring. I went home and used a vibrator, thinking about the possibilities.

I wore some of the clothes I had bought in town, with Cecily and Maureen. I put on some make up and did my hair. A look in the mirror. Good enough. I didn't visit the pub very often. The occasional charity evening or quiz night. This was different. At least a Tuesday evening was quiet. Not many people in. Harry and Richard were sat at a table in the corner, a pint of beer in front or each of them. This was away from the other five people. Harry got up and bought me a gin and tonic from the bar.

I had instigated this meeting, so took the lead.

"Let me see if I have this right. Neither of you are getting what you want in the bedroom. You haven't managed to find an outlet for your needs. I was the same. I've been divorced for decades. Useless husband, lots of time creating my own pleasure, if you know what I mean."

They nodded and smiled. Thinking about a shared experience.

"More recently I've got back out there. More by luck than anything else. Once you get started, often more opportunities seem to come to you. I'd never been with a woman, until recently."

Raised eyebrows from both.

"As you have worked out, most of the residents round here, are in the older age bracket. There are more women than men. I found out, not long ago, that a significant number are lesbian."

They both grinned.

"I get it. Blokes get turned on at the thought of that stuff. It wouldn't help either of you. Even if you got involved, you wouldn't be touching them. You would end up where you are now, stroking what you have."

Harry took up things from their side. Had they talked about this since Sunday?

"Does this mean that you are interested in helping us out?"

"Perhaps. It depends on your particular tastes, what you want to do and if Richard is OK, cheating on his wife."

"I'm fine with that. Getting someone else to wank you once a month and having to do it yourself daily, isn't that great." Richard said.

"Do you have any things you like, want to do, or things people would think were odd?"

Harry told me that he really missed his wife. She was up for most things. She did oral and anal. She also liked being tied up. Richard had a lot less luck. His wife, was about the same as Greg's but a bit more frequent. Two or three times a week. She would cum but it was all ordinary, missionary. He wanted to do what Harry had.

"How long have you two been talking about this stuff?"

"Over a year." Harry said.

"Would you two be alright, if we were all in a room together, rather than one at a time?"

"I told you, my wife was up for anything. She was an exhibitionist. She used to get a kick out of people thinking they got a glimpse of her. She was doing it on purpose. We have loads of photos. Richard and myself have been wanking to them for a few months. Shouldn't be a problem. I'll show you some time." Harry said.

Whether they thought it would be a full on orgy with other people I had no idea but they definitely seemed up for it. We arranged to meet on Friday evening at Harry's place. The two of them would normally be at the pub, so a good alibi for Richard.

Cecily phoned me during the week. She and June were having a great time. She had had her first double penetration and thought it was amazing. Two of June's friends average sized dicks. I think she and June were pretty settled. She would probably come back to Maureen and Cliff occasionally. Decidedly in the cock rather than pussy camp.

On Friday morning, Maureen popped round with a spare key to their back door. They were going to be away for a week. She seemed pretty excited. I believe she was missing the swapping, they had found at their previous address. Even if it was only for a week, she and Cliff were looking forward to it. She wanted any updates, I spotted from their back bedroom. I parked that for now. I had an evening to prepare for. Shower and shaved pussy, check. Nice underwear and clothes, check. I headed off to meet the two gents at 7 O' Clock.

Only a short walk. Harry opened the door and showed me inside. Just a small cottage but neat and tidy. Richard was sat on an armchair Two pints of beer sat on the coffee table. Harry poured me a gin and tonic and I sat on the sofa, beside him. Looking around, a couple of paintings of the village and a portrait, presumably his wife. On the coffee table, a large book, about 18 inches by twelve and nearly two inches thick.

"If my wife did a fraction of what is in there, I'd be a happy man." Richard said.

Harry picked it up. I put my glass down and took it from him. The portrait was definitely her. Inside photo after photo all of her. Coat open, naked below, in the high street. Showing off a butt plug in a supermarket. Standing naked on a bridge over a large road. A nice body. Good tits narrow waist, nice hips, shaved pussy with prominent, slightly hanging labia. Indoor shots, naked, in lingerie sucking his cock, fucking and anal, taken by him at arms length. Plenty of sex toys. Her tied to the bed face up an ass pointed at the camera.

"I can't compete with that body but I've done a lot of that, apart from flashing and bondage. I'm not sure anyone would want to see my flabby body. I do nip back and forward naked to my neighbours hot tub but nobody can see that. I am shaved though."

"Thank god for that. Even when we had sex, there was so much hair, it was hard to find it." Richard said.

We all burst out laughing.

"You get naked with your neighbours?" Harry asked.

"Only the ones who live behind me. They are great. I have sex with both of them. If things work out, I may introduce you."

"How does this work?" Richard asked.

"Normally, a couple of drinks to relax, head to the bedroom, strip off and take it from there." I said.

They sipped their beer. By the time they had finished, I'd drunk my second G&T. Harry took us upstairs. The bedroom from the pictures. Nice in a country cottage style. Flowery duvet cover. His wife's style? I presumed he hadn't changed much about the house, now that he was on his own. Although, they were presumably used to seeing each others dicks. I wondered if Richard would be reticent, with a woman there. I decided to take off my skirt, blouse and shoes. I left on my bra suspenders and stockings. No briefs, I didn't think there was much point. They eyed me up and down, then began undressing. I'd seen Harry's cock in the pictures. He is about 5' 9" tall, slightly balding with grey hair round the sides, neatly cut. A fit body. Presumably down to all the physical work, doing jobs at the hall. An average looking, uncircumcised cock and neatly trimmed pubic hair. Richard, about an inch shorter, a full head of dark hair, greying round the sides. A slight paunch, trimmed pubes, had they decided to match up? This looked promising. Circumcised and even soft, looked like a good girth and a huge pair of balls.

"Fuck Richard, look at the size of you." I said.

"My wife would have loved that." Harry added.

I could see why. I got on my knees, taking a partially erect member in each hand. I began sucking them in turn. I wrapped my hand round Richard's scrotum, his balls were huge. Nothing I'd seen so far could compare. His dick, although only about 6 inches or just over, was fat. Not as big as Donald but good all the same. As he grew, I was struggling to get my mouth round it. Harry pulled away, as it was his turn, and picked me up. I'm not slim but he must be pretty strong. He put me down on the bed. I opened my legs, and parted my pussy lips to give them the view. This gave Richard, in particular a thrill. He got on the bed and applied his mouth.

"Easy there."

"Sorry, I've never done it before."

"Just lick and suck gently."

Harry got on the bed and started stroking my tits and sucking my nipples, far more experienced. Richard was getting the hang of it. If his wife was as hairy as he said, I don't suppose he would have wanted to go down there, even if she had let him. I think I was going to have to be the guide here. I pulled my knees up.

"Come on Richard, I want that fat cock."

At least he didn't just shove it in. His wife had clearly told him that much. He leant over me, hands on the bed beside me. I whispered to Harry to help him out by rubbing my clit. I didn't want Richard to worry about me. Richard slid in and out of me. His fat cock felt great. His huge balls banged my ass. Harry was good at this, a lot of time with his wife had seen to that. I put on a bit of a show, not that it was really needed. Grunting and groaning,

"Fuck yes, cumming."

This was enough for Richard, he rammed home hard and let out a long

"Aaaaaah."

A minute or so later he pulled out. Not worried about Richard's cum, Harry replaced his friend and fucked me for about fifteen minutes, using his hand to give me a couple more orgasms, before his cum joined Richards. Watching Harry had given Richard time to recover. However, I wanted as much from this as they did. When Harry pulled out, I sucked his cock clean.

"How long?" I asked him.

"Not long, normally not much more than five minutes."

"Got any lube?"

"Bedside drawer where Richard is."

He pulled it out and handed it to me. I'm not sure he knew what was to come. I sat up and explained what I had in mind. I thought Richard was going to cum on the spot. Harry was showing signs of erection. He stroked his cock and a minute or so later, he indicated he was ready. He lay on his back and I lowered my still sloppy pussy onto his dick. I reached back and put a blob of lube for Richard to aim at. Tossing him the bottle.

"Put plenty of that on your cock. Then gently push the tip in."

The bed dipped behind me. His cock felt similar to Jeremy as it pushed within. I felt back to stop him. Adapting,

"OK fuck my ass."

Boy did he. A result of his first time? I could feel Harry moving gently below me. Looking into his eyes,

"Done this before?"

He winked and smiled. I wondered how many times and who with. Richard didn't last long. Grasping my fat buttocks he rammed in hard and came. It felt like a huge load.

"Aaaah. Fuck. Fuck." He shouted.

I could feel his legs wobbling against me. He pulled out, quite quickly. A bit too quickly. He would learn.

"Shit, look at the time. Doris will kill me if I'm late back."

"Go get a shower. I'll see you tomorrow." Harry said.

He picked up his clothes and headed to the bathroom. I rode Harry, gripping him with my vaginal muscles until he came. I asked him if he minded not getting any anal. He shook his head. He'd done it plenty. It was time for Richard to break his duck. He said that he and his wife had done it with other couples. Always when on holiday. As they didn't want to cause issues, close to home.

"Next time. If you want to meet up again." I said.

"What do you think. Richard will want way more."

"Not disappointed with the flabby body?"

"Not at all. It felt great."

When Richard had gone, I went to the toilet and the shower. Harry was falling asleep on the bed as I dressed. I let myself out and walked home. A few drunks stumbled out of the pub as I passed. First anal for Richard, first time he'd gone down on someone and my first double penetration. A brilliant night.

I got up late on Saturday morning and sat on the sofa drinking tea. I wondered should I share my new friends. Feeling selfish. Not yet, plenty more fun to be had. I thought I'd eventually share with Maureen and Cliff but not yet. I didn't bother getting dressed until lunchtime, just a robe on. I ate some sandwiches and pulled on a dress. I started to think about Greg. Would he appear? Last time, it had been in the afternoon. I kept an occasional eye on the back of their house. Just after 3, as it had been last time, some movement. I nipped upstairs, binoculars set.

He stripped off and bent down. When he stood, he was holding the bag Maureen had described. He took out a couple of butt plugs. They looked big. I couldn't tell which one he used but he finally got it in. This time a bit of a change. Last time he had held his shaft and wanked up and down. This time, it looked as if he had lubed up his hand and was fucking his knob through his fingers. The result was the same, a huge fountain of cum. I expected him to head to the bathroom. I next spotted him in the kitchen, running some water in to a glass. A few minutes later he was back in the bedroom. He removed the plug. Maureen would not be pleased. He picked up one of her large vibrators and replaced the plug with it. He bent forward, ass towards me, elbows on the swing, flicking through the album. A handsfree orgasm followed.

He finished up, cleaned the toys, judging by the movement behind the bathroom glass. As he got dressed, I took a calculated risk. I phoned their number. Would he answer. He did. He would know it was me from the caller ID.

"Hello Marjorie, mum and dad aren't here at the moment."

"It was you I wanted to talk to. Nice show you just put on."

Silence on the other end of the phone.

"Don't worry. I thought it was amazing. Come down the garden and through the two gates. The back door is open. Let's talk."

The phone rang off. Would he come? Not easy for a relatively young man, to cope with what had just transpired. I was a bit surprised to see him heading my way. With the pause. I thought he might have gone home. He knocked the back door and stepped into the kitchen.

"Tea, coffee or something else?"

He went for coffee, so I made a pot and we moved to the lounge.

"It's OK. I know more about you, than you think, even though we only met for dinner. I share the hot tub naked with Cliff and Maureen. I've had sex with both of them and so has a friend of mine. At the moment, they are probably having sex with your former neighbours."

"I guessed. I used to watch from the upstairs window, as they did it in the garden, until I left home."

"I know you don't entirely get what you want with Antonia. Is the anal thing, because of your parents or something more?"

"I did it with a couple of men when I was younger. I stopped when I got married. I still like the penetration."

"Your mum isn't going to be pleased shoving her vibrators up there. I'll order you one. I've got a back door key, I'll add it to your bag. That way, Antonia won't have a clue. Getting the bag, you know they are aware of what you are doing. They didn't know you'd found the photos. Your mum was over here, masturbating to an orgasm watching you."

"Shit, that's bad."

"Why? You didn't have sex together. You have a great cock. Hard not to get excited. You look at them to wank, why shouldn't she do the same? Can I ask, what's the attraction, Oedipus complex or something else?"

"A bit of that. Mum looked hot when she was younger. I used to try and see her naked. She's not bad now. On top of that, they do everything I don't get to. There is no way Antonia would peg my ass. Anal with her is even more off the table. She will lick my knob but won't suck it or take my cum in her mouth. Even when we have intercourse, she won't let me put more than half my cock in her."

"This isn't good. In the long term, something is going to give. I can see you love your wife, even though you get frustrated. What do you want to do?"

"No idea. I get turned on looking but doing would be a whole other thing. It just wouldn't feel right."

"Leave it with me. I'll have a word, when they get back. If you don't mind me watching. Give me a ring when you are going to be on the swing."

He headed home with lots to think about. I sat at my computer and ordered something similar to what Greg had used. It arrived in a couple of days. I took it over. It felt a bit strange going in, when the house was empty. I added his prize to the bag. Feeling nosey and assuming Cliff and Maureen wouldn't mind, I pulled out the album. It took a bit of working out, which part of the wardrobe plinth to pull.

Greg was correct. She was hot when she was younger. This was a bit more than I expected. She looked less than forty. Laid on a table naked, it looked like a pub or a club. She was covered in cum. That was more than a couple of blokes. The newer ones of their old neighbours looked great. Plenty of DP shots. The other woman actually did double anal. None of Maureen doing that. Could she, or did she now?

Greg didn't come back during the week. Put off by me, busted by Antonia, or just busy. Friday, time for Richard and Harry. I'd invited them to my place this time. A bit more room. If this went well, I probably would mention them to Cliff and Maureen.

I gave Richard a blow job. A sneaky bit of lube on my finger and I pushed it into his ass. I thought he was going to break my jaw. At least he isn't quite as long as Cliff but my nose was against the stubble of his pubes, as he shot into the back of my throat.

"What the fuck."

"Good eh? Just a finger. Imagine something the size of your dick up there"

We gave him time to muster his resources and did the double penetration with Harry in my ass. He definitely had the better skills and stamina. He came a good five minutes after Richard. Home to Doris in order not to get busted, he seemed happy. Harry, with nowhere else to be, stayed the night. We fucked a couple of times before he went home. I would raise it with Maureen, Harry was great and with some more time, Richard's cock would be an asset.

Cliff and Maureen arrived home at lunchtime the following day. They invited me to a tub drink at 7. Time to relax and shoot the breeze. I arrived a couple of minutes early, bottle in hand. Cliff poured three glasses of red, a bit chilly for white. We sat in the warm water, gentle massage jets. I told them about Greg and apologised for snooping at their album. They had meant to show it to me but never got round to it.

"What was that picture with the cumshots? I asked.

"It was a dare. We got drunk in a social club, one of my friends said she hated cum, I said I loved it. She put £20 on the table and told me to prove it. Seven or eight guys wanked their cum on to me."

"How was the trip to your friends?"

"Fantastic. We missed the additional cock, in what we have been doing here." She said.

I gave them the outline of what I'd been doing with Richard and Harry. Also, that it was unlikely that we would see Cecily on a regular basis, now that she was spending time with June and her friends.

"Sounds interesting. A change is as good as a rest." Cliff said.

What would the next chapter hold. It posed some interesting questions and opened up some new horizons. It also posed some problems. Mostly due to Richard's restricted availability. Not to mention, that of Greg, if he came back at all.