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Science Affair  (mf teen incest, mF)



Chapter 23

The flight to LaGuardia was amazingly quick and Anita met us at the gate
with Lila. There were hot kisses from both of them. Anita looked very
sophisticated and Lila looked just plain pretty in her summer frock and
white heels. Greta's flight arrived an hour after ours and she came off
the plain with her daughter, a white-blond slim girl who was wide eyed
as we all gathered around her and her mother. Kisses were a little more
reserved. Greta introduced her as Amy, but Amy insisted we call her
Willa. "I hate Amy," she said calmly. Greta smiled wanly and Amy was
Willa from then on. Anita had skycaps carry the bags out to two
limousines and we piled into them. Anita kept a hold on my hand as we
got in the limo and after we sat she almost jumped on me for a very sexy
kiss. When the kiss ended she whispered in my ear, "I'm going to fuck
you either at the hotel when we arrive or in the middle of 5th Avenue!
God, I need you!" She turned away from me toward Annie, "Forgive me
darling, but I have to have him soon."

Annie hugged her and said she understood, "I can't imagine going without
him a month or more. I get crazy after two days."

"I am crazy dear," Anita smirked as she squeezed my cock.

The trip to the hotel was a blur of jammed streets, the East River,
Brooklyn Bridge, and then through jammed streets to the hotel. As we
disembarked I was surprised that the hotel faced east. For some reason I
always thought it faced north toward Central Park. The next surprise was
the lobby of the hotel; it was a lot smaller than I expected. The suites
were just like in the movies; ornate, spacious, and very luxurious. I
shuddered to think how much this was costing a day. Mom didn't seem at
all concerned. We were all on the same floor. Greta was next to our
three. Jim and Kathy left immediately to explore while Anita led me into
the bedroom by my hand. The bed was a four poster facing Central Park,
but I never got a chance to see the view. Anita was getting my clothes
off as I snuggled her neck and worked the zipper on her dress. She had
all of her body armor on and I complained about it. "A proper lady does
not let her breasts go unbound when the sun is up," she said with a prim
voice.  I laughed and asked if she learned that in a convent. "Actually,
it was at a private school in Massachusetts," she said as she pulled my
pants off. I was caressing her tits as she stood before me, her slip at
her hips. She was working frantically to get her panty hose off and the
slip was in the way. She swore and tried to calm down as she stepped
back and pulled the slip over her head. It caught on her earrings and
she swore softly as I tried to help her. We finally got it off, then her
panty hose and panties. Her pussy was just as smooth as last time and as
I nuzzled it I asked how she kept it so soft and smooth. She giggled and
said it was a secret between her and her doctor. I looked at her puzzled
and she laughed, "I have the hair removed by electrolysis dear, just for
you." I looked at her puzzled even more and she explained that a nurse
used an electrolysis machine to remove each individual hair. "Hirsute
women have their mustaches removed that way," she said with a grin. I
nodded and wondered how it worked. I went back to the task at hand as I
picked her up and laid her on the bed. She didn't object when I spread
her legs and began kissing up her thighs to her pussy. She smelled
excited and her labia were shining. As I kissed her labia gently she
sighed, "I love it when I'm so horny and you slow me down. My whole body
aches with desire and you make me go slow. God, what exquisite torture!"
I gave her labia several little licks in response and she moaned as she
pulled my face harder to her pussy.  I continued to gently lick and suck
for several minutes and when she was becoming agitated, I began piercing
the slit gently with the tip of my tongue. Now she was becoming very
stimulated and the juices were leaking from her cunt. She smelled of
woman and flowers as I worked. I marveled at how smooth and soft her
labia were. I pierced her cunt with my tongue and she began fucking my
face with quick jerks as she grunted. She was having an orgasm already.
Man, she was really horny! When her hips slowed I replaced my tongue
with fingers and began the stimulation of the sensitive spot along with
her clit. It never failed. Every woman I knew got off hard when I did
that. She was screaming and bucking when she orgasmed, pulling my head
hard against her pussy.  When I raised up she sobbed and pleaded with me
to fuck her. Her cunt sucked my cock in and there was no going slow. She
was hot and wanted it hard and fast. I began hard fast strokes and she
went nuts in a couple of minutes. I kept it up as she flopped around
under me and her legs leveraged her cunt onto my cock.  The excitement
was getting to me and I lost control pretty quickly.  I yelled and a
minute later I was filling her cunt with cum. We were stuck together
with sweat and cum when I rolled us over.

We cuddled for a long time until Annie came in and told us time was
wasting. "This is the best use of time that exists," Anita said
dreamily. Annie laughed and agreed with her. Annie sat on the bed and
talked with Anita about the itinerary for the day. I told them I needed
to buy Mom's birthday present at Tiffany's.  That brought up the subject
of the birthday party and Anita said it would be at her Connecticut
house on Friday. All of the arrangements had been made.

There was a knock on the door and Greta looked in. She told someone to
wait and she stepped in, quickly closing the door. "Amy is with me," she
said as if in apology.

Anita laughed, "I got him first Greta."

"Anita, you are a greedy witch," Greta said with a smile. While this was
going on Anita was still on top of me with my cock in her cunt.

Anita wiggled her ass and said happily, "I think I will be greedy.
Greta, be a dear and tell room service to bring food and drink every six
hours for the week. I will just stay here like this."

Annie snorted, "Over my dead body sister."

"Mine too," Greta chimed. Suddenly they both grabbed Anita and rolled
her off of me as she shrieked in protest.

"Well, if you are going to be that way," Anita spluttered. She was
grinning when she said it.  They laughed and carried on about how they
were going to fuck me all week. I told them I felt like a piece of meat
and Anita snorted, "One that we love darling." I blushed and went into
the bathroom to get washed up. Anita came in a moment later and I helped
her.

We were kissing when Annie yelled, "OK, knock it off Anita." Anita
yelled out that she was just an innocent and I was taking advantage of
her. That brought a couple of exclamations from the other room. Anita
gave me a little girl innocent look and I laughed as I pinched her
nipples till she yelped. She scampered out and began dressing. I
followed suit and a few minutes later we went into the living room.
Everyone was there waiting and we talked about the plans for the rest of
the day. We had theater tickets for an off-Broadway musical that night
and Anita had made dinner reservations at a new trendy place on the
Lower East Side. Annie, Chuck, and Kathy wanted to go do some birthday
shopping with me so we agreed to meet back at the hotel at 6:00.

Jim, Lila, and "Willa" joined us as we trooped out of the hotel and
headed across 5th Avenue to Tiffany.  Kathy pitched in on a ring for
Mom. It was an opal with diamonds around it and it cost almost half of
my summer pay. Annie just loved it and I promised her one like it for
her birthday. She smiled at me with true love and we had a sweet kiss.
Chuck bought her opal earrings to match the ring and Jim pitched in on
them too. The gifts were wrapped and we trooped out of the store.

The girls wanted to see FAO Schwartz, so we trooped in there. It was
almost two hours before we got out of there and walked across the street
to the hotel. Willa had a teddy bear and Kathy had a plush rabbit hand
puppet made in Germany. Willa was a nice kid and could carry on an
intelligent conversation. We stopped to look at the horse and carriage
waiting for passengers and Annie said she wanted to take a romantic ride
through the park with me one evening.  We kissed again like star-crossed
lovers and Willa was watching us with awe when the kiss ended. "They get
pretty mushy sometimes, " Kathy said to her. Willa grinned, then laughed
when Jim planted a big kiss on Kathy. Kathy's face was flushed when they
came up for air. "He gets mushy too," Kathy smiled lovingly at Jim.
Annie, Lila, and I held hands as we crossed the street to the hotel and
Willa blushed when Chuck took hers, but she looked very happy.

Mom, Steph, and Greta were getting ready when we got back to our room.
Anita was sipping a cocktail and reading the paper. Jim and Kathy went
to their room and Willa went to hers. Annie, Lila, and I sat down with
Anita after I mixed them a fresh Martini. I had a beer and we talked
about what Anita had been doing since we last saw her in July. She
reiterated that she just got awfully horny. She had a couple of dates
that were duds. "They were just after my money," she said wistfully.
"What I need is a young stud who loves me for myself and has a big cock.
Marry me Mike," she said just as wistfully. I assured her that I would
love to marry her, but I was betrothed to Annie.  Annie smiled at me
over her glass. "Let's all become Mormons and have a polygamous
marriage," Anita said brightly.  I laughed and said that it would take
three Mormon husbands to keep her satisfied.  "That's not true darling,
you are more than adequate." I blushed and she smiled triumphantly at
Annie, "I just love him to death when he blushes!" Annie agreed with
her. They exchanged a coded look and together they got up and merged
toward me. The next thing I knew they were stripping my clothes off and
we were all four on the bed naked. I was getting a blowjob from Anita
and Lila while I ate Annie. Minute's later Annie was on top riding my
cock while Lila straddled my face. I ate and fucked them both till I
finally came in Annie. We were in an exhausted heap when Mom called to
ask if we were ready. Annie laughed into the phone and said we would be
a while and hung up laughing.

"Greta is pissed," she chortled.  "We'll have to get Amy away so she can
get you in bed," Annie smirked. I assured her that Chuck was better
prepared to handle Greta. "She likes you better honey, and Chuck has his
hands full with Steph and Mom." I was surprised at that remark.

"You make me turn to jelly when we make love," Lila said softly. I
kissed her pink nipple and told her she did the same to me.

 "I can prove it too," I said as I pointed to my limp cock.

Anita rolled over to lay across my chest and asked softly, "Have time
for a little more?" I smiled and growled at her. In a moment she was on
her back and I was ravishing her pussy with my mouth. Annie and Lila
helped out on her tits as we brought her to a long thrashing orgasm.
This time Mom was standing over us with her hands on her hips saying we
were going to be late for our dinner reservation. Sheepishly we got
cleaned up and dressed.

The two limousines were waiting when we walked out of the hotel. The
restaurant was fairly small and I noted that the New Yorkers stared just
as hard at our party as the locals at home.  The women were certainly
sexy and their diamonds were glittering. Steph and Lila were excited
about someone they recognized at the restaurant, some woman from a TV
news network, who didn't look nearly as pretty or sexy as either of
them. Anita agreed with my opinion. Dinner was strange. The dishes were
served individually and there were very small portions. Jim, Chuck, and
I looked at each other as we picked at the portions. The women thought
it was "just lovely," but Mom told me under her breath that she would
get us a cheeseburger or something after we left. That cheered us up a
lot!

After dinner we piled into the limos and Anita directed the driver to
"Manny's" off  Times Square. Manny's was a Jewish hot dog place. The
dogs were delicious. Manny razzed us about being snobs just slumming and
his hot dogs were meant for real people. Anita gave him back better than
he gave when she yelled, "If you were as good in the sack as your hot
dogs, I'd marry you in a New York minute!"

He grinned, "Honey, I'm better in the sack than my hot dogs. If you were
better in the sack than my wife, I'd give this place to one of these
guys and you would never get out of bed!"

With a quiet smile, Anita said in a loud whisper, "Manny, I'm the best!
Dump this joint and let's shack up."

He laughed and looked at some of the nearby patrons, "See? She want's my
kosher dog!"  They went on like that until we finished our hot dogs.
Anita kissed Manny's cheek as we left. We laughed all the way to the
theater in Greenwich Village.

The play was a funny musical and I knew some of the songs. Afterward we
stopped at a coffee shop for deserts and coffee. I was surprised at how
busy the streets were. Anita assured me that New York was hopping till
sunrise.

Back at the hotel, Greta and Willa went to their room. The rest of us
gathered in Mom's for a drink and to figure out whom was sleeping with
whom.  We settled on Jim sleeping with Kathy and Lila, Annie and Anita
with me, Steph and Mom with Chuck.  I was fucking Anita when there was a
knock on our door and Annie let Greta in. A minute later I was fucking
Greta. She was horny as hell and it didn't take long for her to cum. She
hurriedly kissed me and after thanking us for helping her with her
problem, she scampered back to her room. I resumed fucking Anita as if
there had been no interruption. I managed to cum in Annie and collapsed
into a deep sleep.

We spent Sunday morning fucking, eating room service breakfast, fucking,
and reading the Sunday Times.  Anita went to visit her mother Sunday
afternoon and we went to see the Statue of Liberty. It was a hot hazy
day and I was surprised that we couldn't see the Manhattan skyline from
the island. We rode the Staten Island ferry to Staten Island and back.
It was just getting dark as the ferry approached Battery Park and the
haze cleared. We saw the city skyline in lights for the first time. It
was pretty amazing. After a hassle with a nasty ticket lady, we found
the right subway back to the hotel. It was a three-block walk to the
hotel and Anita was waiting for us.  We had dinner in an Italian place
on the East-side where they knew Anita. On the way back to the hotel we
stopped on a quiet street and Anita took us up to her apartment. The
building had a doorman and we crowded into the elevator. We went up to
the 30th floor and got off in a little lobby. There were four fancy
doors and Anita let us into 4. It was a sumptuous apartment and we were
looking out on Central Park. The living room was very large and she
pointed out that it was only two bedrooms. The master bedroom was fairly
large with a fancy four-poster bed. Willa had a shock when Anita pushed
me on the bed and announced that she was going to tie me to it and make
love until I was too weak to escape.  Everyone laughed and Willa joined
in. She asked me to fix cocktails from a nice little bar in the living
room and we enjoyed the view as we talked. Anita pointed out "The Tavern
on the Green" sparkling across the park and the Plaza at the south end,
about a mile from us. Anita gave us kisses as we left, saying she would
see us for breakfast.

Annie and I had a quiet and loving night.  Lila seemed to be enjoying
her nights in bed with Kathy and Jim.

We had breakfast in bed and sure enough, Anita joined us.  When I
answered her knock she gave me a great kiss and cupped my balls under my
bathrobe. "Anything left in there for me?" she called out loudly. She
was cheery and very sexy looking in a mini-dress and heels.

"I've got most of it," Annie called to her from the bedroom.  Pulling me
by my cock, Anita led me into the bedroom.

"I should have kept him at my place last night," Anita pouted. I began
unzipping her dress and she turned to face me, "Would you have stayed
with me last night?"

I looked at Annie with a question in my eyes. She looked at me
analytically for a moment then said quietly,  "I might have let him
Anita, just because you are such a horny witch and you have been
deprived all these weeks."

"Oh goody! May I have him tonight?"

"Only if you promise not to whine the rest of the week."

"Oh I promise! Indeed I promise." With a wicked smile, Anita licked her
lips and said in her sexiest voice, "I'm going to make love to you all
night darling." I grinned and pulled her dress over her head. In a
couple of minutes I had her pantyhose, bra, and panties on the floor. I
put her in bed between Annie and I.  We gave her the coffee treatment
for so long, the decanter was empty, but she had several orgasms.  Anita
was in heaven the whole time. I fucked her hard until she had a shaking
orgasm, then I moved back to Annie, and gave her my second load of the
morning. Afterward Anita wondered if she shouldn't just spend the night
with both of us.

"You do have delicious nipples," Annie giggled.

"Maybe I'm becoming bisexual," Anita grinned.

"Well, don't expect me to be," Annie said brightly. "I just like to help
Mike." We showered and dressed casually for a day of tourist things. We
all met in Mom's room and I noticed that Lila seemed pretty attached to
Kathy and Jim. Kathy saw me looking and nodded with her wicked smile. We
first went to the Guggenheim and I was amazed at how much Anita knew
about the art and artists there. When I asked her, she just winked and
said she liked great art. I was more interested in the building itself.
It had to be the perfect art museum. A leisurely downhill walk and you
could see every piece in the place. Anita told me it was designed by
Frank Lloyd Wright and I wondered if I could design buildings that
interesting.

We went to the Metropolitan Museum just down 5th Avenue and that was too
big and not as interesting for me. Once again, Anita dazzled us with her
knowledge. Mom appeared to be the most interested of us and she asked
Anita lots of questions. Most of it went over my head. We had lunch at a
little deli off Madison Avenue and then we went to Bloomingdales. Kathy,
Willa, and Lila loved it. Jim and I had to watch them try on clothes.
Mom, Greta, Annie, Steph, Anita, and Chuck told us to meet them back at
the hotel when we finished. They left to go see an art gallery. Lila got
very flirty so Kathy couldn't be outdone of course.  Willa began joining
in on the fun and began showing more skin. She didn't have much in the
tit department, but it was fun to see who would be the most daring. Lila
mooned us with a mini-skirt and no panties. Kathy flashed her tits while
an older couple went by. The old guy stopped dead in his tracks to
stare. Kathy winked at him as the wife snorted and jerked his arm to
leave.  Willa giggled and a few minutes later she flashed a bare pussy
from under a mini-skirt. She didn't have much pubic hair and what she
had was almost white. She immediately blushed bright red and giggling
ran back to the dressing room. I told Kathy to cool it or we might get
Willa in trouble. They were more sedate after that and we left after
they had bought a few clothes.

We went back to the hotel in a cab to the constant chattering of the
girls, excited over their purchases.  Willa was in back with Kathy,
Lila, and Jim. Kathy was on Jim's lap when she shrieked and jumped. He
had goosed her and that started a fit of giggling and feeling each other
up. Lila pitched in and Jim got a hard-on pretty quick.
Kathy was squeezing his cock under her butt when she looked at Willa and
said with a grin, "These guys are always getting hard ons."  Willa
blushed and grinned at Kathy. Kathy asked, "Have you ever held on to one
of these?" I looked at our driver, who barely spoke English, and he
seemed oblivious to what was going on.  Willa shook her head bashfully,
but was watching Kathy's arm move avidly.  We pulled up in front of the
hotel, ending the episode.

When the others arrived back at the hotel, Anita kidnapped me. She
grabbed my hand and told everyone we would see them in the morning, as
she led me out of the room. Annie waved at me woefully, but smiling as I
followed Anita. We took a cab to her apartment as she snuggled against
me. Once in her apartment she was frantic to get my cock in her. We
barely made it to the bed. We fucked all night with only a break to eat
Chinese delivery. Even that was in bed. She was funny, loving,
aggressive, passive, and weepy at various times. We had a lot great sex
and it was very late when we fell asleep. We had another go when we woke
at 10:00 and we didn't get to the hotel till noon. The others had gone
sightseeing and left me a note saying they would be back by 6:00. Anita
grinned and we spent the rest of the afternoon in bed. She was pretty
sore from all the fucking when the other's got back. Annie came in the
room to find us asleep on the bed with cum all over Anita. Annie was
laughing, but I could see that she was hurting a little. I vowed to
myself that there would be no more episodes of going off alone with
Anita. That night in bed I told Annie and she cried as I held her.  It
had hurt her more than she wanted to admit.

Thursday we headed for Anita's home in Connecticut. I was surprised at
how quickly we got there. Her house was a mansion indeed. Anita showed
us around and Mom was asking her lots of questions about the art. There
were lots of paintings and one in particular caught Mom's eye. It was
only about two feet square and it looked like some we had seen at the
Guggenheim. It was over the fireplace in the library, holding a place of
obvious importance. Anita said it was a Manet that her grandfather had
owned and her most valuable painting. When I asked what it was worth she
just smiled and shrugged. Later Mom told me it was probably worth
millions.  Anita was very wealthy indeed! Dinner was a nice meal of
chicken and salad fixed by the housekeeper. After the housekeeper went
home we gathered around the pool as I fixed cocktails for everyone.
Kathy asked, after a couple of drinks, if we could swim. Anita gave her
an evil grin and nodded. Greta was given a questioning look and she
sighed, then nodded.

Greta leaned over to Willa and said quietly, "Honey, they are going to
swim naked. Are you OK with it?" Willa looked around at us wide-eyed and
blushing nodded to her mother. Greta nodded at Anita and with that Kathy
jumped up and began stripping right there. Lila joined her and when they
were about halfway we were all urged to join them
Anita laughed and said, "What the hell." She stood and began stripping
too. Jim was sitting, watching the bodies become bare, when Kathy pulled
him up and began taking his shirt off.  Annie giggled and began on me.
It was only a few minutes until everyone except Greta and Willa were
naked. Most of us were in the water when we began yelling for them to
join us.  Greta and Willa exchanged whispers for a minute and then they
both began to strip. Willa was blushing and covering her pussy as she
came to the edge and jumped in. Greta joined us a minute later. We all
played and splashed each other until we started playing King of the
mountain. Annie was on my shoulders, Kathy on Jim, and Steph on Chuck.
Annie and I won pretty easily because we were both stronger than the
others. Lila tried us on Jim and Anita was on Chuck.  Once again we won.
This time Greta and Willa got up on Jim and Chuck. Willa was blushing as
she raised up out of the water on Chuck, but she soon got over it as the
tussle started. This time Annie and I were ganged up on as Chuck and Jim
charged us together.  When Annie and I went over, Chuck gave a yell and
before Jim and Greta realized it, they were toppled over. Willa was
shouting and raising her arms over her head. I looked for Mom and ducked
under her. We charged Chuck and Willa. It was no contest and they went
under from the force of our rush.  When they came up, Willa was hanging
onto Chuck's shoulders hugging him, her face flushed. Things quieted
down after that and we eventually dried off and dressed as it got dark.

Annie and I spent the night with Anita and she laughed repeatedly when
she thought of her nights with James in the same bed.

I was in the shower the next morning when Greta got in with me. She said
Amy/Willa was still asleep. I ate her to an orgasm then fucked her on
the sink counter. She was very horny and afterward she bemoaned the fact
that the only sex she had was with me and it was too long between
visits. We talked about her prospects for a lover or husband in
Minnesota and she said she dreaded trying to find one by dating. I told
her how Chuck, Annie, and I had found Jim. She laughed at first then we
discussed how she might find someone by the same method. We went into
the bedroom where Annie and Anita were still in bed. We continued the
discussion there as Annie and Anita joined in. Anita commiserated with
Greta and we all talked about how to sort out some likely prospects.
They both agreed that their prospects would have to have large cocks, be
very discreet, youth would help, and live close enough to have sex
frequently. I asked Anita if she had considered taking on a boarder from
one of the local colleges. She grinned at that thought and we discussed
how she could meet candidates. It was Mom who suggested she visit the
nearby colleges on the pretext of giving a scholarship or endowment. I
described how she should sort out her candidates by eliminating guys who
talked freely about their girlfriends or bragged about anything. Annie
told her to look for guys that stared at her tits and blushed when they
were caught staring. I suggested guys who were bashful and
inexperienced. She got excited about the idea and we talked for a while
longer until Greta brought up the fact that her town was too small and
there was no college, just a junior college.  I'm the one that brought
up the subject of relatives. Greta blushed at that one, but she thought
about it at length. I asked if any guys at family get-togethers stared
at her tits or tried to brush against her.  She giggled and said that
her cousin's son had tried to peek under her skirt at Christmas and her
nephew had danced with her at a wedding with a hard-on. She thought it
was cute at the time.

Greta was lying on her naked back with her head on my naked thigh when
Willa opened the door. Greta gasped and sat up trying to cover her tits
until she saw the futility of it. She sighed and told Willa to come in.
Willa was in pajamas as she walked shyly toward us. Greta held her hand
out to Willa and hugged her to her tits as she softly said, "I won't lie
to you honey. Mike has been a lover to me since your father and I broke
up." Willa looked over her mother's shoulder at me with big eyes,
staring from my limp cock to my eyes. She looked at Annie and Anita with
equally big eyes.

Anita said softly, "He is my lover too darling." Annie concurred and it
was obvious Willa was trying to figure it all out.

Greta held Willa back at arms length and asked quietly, "How do you feel
about it honey?"

"I don't know what to think Mom," she said obviously stressed.

"Honey, were you aware that your father and I hadn't had a sexual
relationship, that amounted to much, for many years?"

Willa dropped her eyes and said softly, "I wondered why you and daddy
didn't sleep together like other parents."

"Over the years I began to believe it was something about me that was
causing your daddy's lack of interest. I believed that sex was something
I wasn't interested in anymore. When I discovered the truth about your
father on the cruise, I also discovered that I was still attractive to
men and I that still loved  sex with a loving partner. Anita and I both
discovered that sex with Mike was wonderful and it gave us both
confidence that we were attractive women. I want to assure you that I
have only had sex with Mike and I don't want to have sex with just any
man. I have to be very careful about any sex partner I might have. He
has to be very discreet; so no scandal or rumors would hurt either you
or me. You know how a bad reputation can hurt a girl." Willa nodded and
looked over at me with a lot of the stress gone. "How do you feel right
now honey?"

Willa looked at her mother with her head lowered and said in a whisper,
"I feel funny mama."

"Is it because we are all naked and you can see Mike's penis?" Willa
nodded shyly, keeping her head down. "Did you feel the same way when we
all naked in the pool yesterday?" She nodded again. Greta hugged her
hard, "Honey you are robably just sexually aroused. Your body is telling
you that it is interested in having sex and is preparing for it. Have
you masturbated to an orgasm yet?"

Willa blushed bright red and hissed in a loud whisper, "Mama, that's
embarrassing!"

Greta laughed, "Don't be embarrassed honey. We all do it when we don't
have a sex partner." Willa looked at her mother with big eyes and Greta
nodded reassuringly.  Willa looked at the rest of us and we all nodded
solemnly. "Well, have you had an orgasm yet?" Willa blushed and ducking
her head again nodded slowly. "Have you petted with a boy yet?" Another
blush and a slow nod. "Did you have an orgasm?" Willa shook her head no,
still looking down. "Did you have intercourse with him?" Willa shook her
head with an emphatic no. "That's good honey. Don't have sex until you
know your partner loves you and has made a lifelong commitment to you.
Marriage is the best commitment."

Willa nodded slowly then looked up at her mother with her eyes big and
asked accusingly, "Are you going to marry Mike?"

Greta blushed and laughed softly, "No honey, I'm not going to marry
Mike.  I might like to, but he is going to marry Annie. She just shares
him with Anita and I until we find our own husbands or lovers." Willa
looked at Annie, smiling her gratitude. Greta sighed, "Until I find my
own man, I'm going to be very frustrated sexually or else we are going
to have to move in with Mike, and I don't think that would go over very
well with Annie."

Willa smiled at her mother and said shyly, "We will just have to
masturbate then." Greta laughed and nodded as she hugged her. Greta got
off the bed and put on her robe. Then, blowing us a kiss, they left
together.

"Well, that seemed to turn out OK," Anita said with relief. Annie and I
both agreed. We got cleaned up and after breakfast, Anita took us to her
club for tennis and golf. I played golf with Annie, Anita, and Mom. I
was surprised to find that Mom was pretty good. I finished last by a
wide margin. We had a good time. When we got back to Anita's house a
caterer had setup for Mom's birthday party. Anita had even hired a band
that was setting up out on the patio by the pool. When Mom objected,
Anita hushed her by saying this was her first party since the divorce
and she was using the occasion to invite some old friends to meet her
new friends.

Mom asked suspiciously, "How many old friends?"

Anita laughed, "Oh just a few darling. I think 62 confirmed." Mom gave
her a disgusted look, but Anita just laughed. She had another laugh when
she told me that "country casual" around New York meant sport coat and
tie. I looked at her as if she had escaped from an asylum. "The ladies
will be wearing summer dresses, some hats, and light colored low heels,"
she smirked.

I told her, "We would have a lot more fun if everyone got nekkid."
Everyone agreed with that observation. We had cocktails and hors
d'oeuvres at 5:00, then we prepared for the party. Anita and Annie ran
me out when I got too frisky. I went down to the pool and had a beer
with the bartenders. Chuck came down a while later and joined me. The
bartenders were a young married couple from a suburb of New York and
they were pretty funny with their sharp accents and stories.

By the time Anita came down and guests started arriving, we were on our
third beer. Anita was in a modest flowered white dress, wide brim
matching hat, and white low heels. She looked the part of a
sophisticated New Yorker. When I looked out front, there were several
valets parking cars.   Anita was in constant motion, greeting guests,
chatting, and introducing as many as possible. At one point she grabbed
me to introduce Annie and I to a slim attractive woman, with an older
man at her side. The woman's name was Marta and she was Anita's oldest
friend.

Marta gave me a warm smile and held my hand in both of hers saying,
"Anita has told me so much about you." I glanced at Anita who was
smiling her hostess smile. Marta's companion was her husband, Emery, who
had to be at least twenty years older than her. He had a great tan and
firm handshake. Anita hurried off as Marta asked me lots of questions
about school and what interested me. I asked her what their interests
were and she mentioned that they spent a lot of time on their boat. When
I inquired, she said they had a sailboat at their home in Bridgeport.
When I asked about it, Emery took over. The boat was a forty-four foot
ketch, built ten years ago and refitted last year. He went on and on
about features way beyond me. He said they were going out on it tomorrow
and invited us to join them. Annie laughed and said the Hobie Cat was as
much sailing as she wanted, but she encouraged me to go. So it was
arranged that they would pick me up at 7:00 AM and we would be back
after dark. Weather conditions were supposed to be good and they said it
would be a great day. Marta went to tell Anita as Emery continued to
tell me way more than I understood. When Marta returned, she grinned,
saying Anita wanted me to herself tomorrow. Annie snorted, but didn't
say anything and Marta gave her a wink. I was blushing as Annie patted
me on the butt and hugged my arm. The conversation continued and we
learned that Emery was the CEO of a telephone company. The more we
talked, the older I guessed he was. He had to be thirty years older than
Marta.  Marta was Anita's roommate in college, making her about thirty.
She had auburn hair almost to her shoulders and modest tits. The most
striking thing about her face was her wide mouth and stunning smile. She
had green eyes that were too green, so I suspected she had tinted
contacts.  She was almost as tan as Emery and his height, about 5' 8".
Anita corralled us a few minutes later and we were off to meet her
mother.

Anita's mother was an older-smaller version of Anita with silver hair,
Mrs. Billingsly. She was very assured and seemed practiced at gracious
conversation.  She thanked me for helping Anita on our cruise with "her
problem." I assured her that I thoroughly enjoyed the whole thing. Annie
pinched my arm when I said that, unbeknownst to Mrs. Billingsly. She
inquired about our interests and asked about our visit. After a few
minutes, Annie asked if Anita was staying busy and had recovered from
the events of last spring. Mrs. Billingsly sighed, "I'm afraid I may not
live to see grandchildren unless she meets a suitable candidate for
marriage soon."  I looked around and expressed the opinion that surely
men were lined up to take her out. "I'm afraid that Anita has a
jaundiced opinion of marriage candidates at the moment. They are either
after her money or too much like her former spouse. She has become very
suspicious of men," she said dourly.

"That's certainly understandable, but she has time to get over her
divorce and sort out the chaff," Annie offered.

Mrs. Billingsly nodded and smiled. "Her friends are all playing
matchmaker and it's getting irksome for the dear. I do hope she finds a
mate soon though." We agreed with her and she wandered off to meet more
people.

For the next several hours we ate, drank, and talked to a bewildering
array of people. Some were neighbors, friends, relatives, and business
associates. It seems that Anita was involved in owning some art
galleries, a local bank, a shopping center, and a wood products company
her father had founded.  It's no wonder she was wealthy. I realized that
she must be very busy and had taken a lot of her time to entertain us.
When I mentioned that to Annie, she nodded and said quietly, "I don't
begrudge her spending that whole day with you as much as before. She is
a wonderful person honey and a very dear friend." I agreed.

A four-piece band began playing at 9:00 and we had Mom's birthday cake
at 10:00.  It was an elaborate cake and had seven red hearts with three
blue ones on it.  Mom was teary as we sang Happy Birthday to her. I
realized that she was thirty-eight, but looked much younger. We all
brought our presents to her and she opened them slowly, drawing out the
surprise for each. Annie had given her clothes that included a dress
from Halston. It looked like it was transparent.  Kathy's presents
included shoes for the dress Annie had given her. She loved my present
and the earrings from the guys. Anita brought out a large box and after
much tribulation getting it open, she found a painting from a gallery
they had been to in the city. She was so surprised that she was shocked.
It must have been very expensive. Greta gave her a wrap that went with
the dress from Annie. Mom was very happy and we all received hugs and
kisses. I whispered to her that I had another present for her when we
were alone. She whispered back that she was really looking forward to
it. At 11:00, Mom and I sneaked up to her room and we made love for a
couple of hours. Steph and Chuck came in and I went back to Anita and
Annie at the party. The guests had all left and they were sipping
cocktails as they talked. I was ushered up to bed and fell asleep
between Annie and Anita.

Anita woke me at 6:30 to meet Emery and Marta. I managed to shower,
shave, and get dressed. I was waiting out front when they picked me up
in Land Rover. They both laughed when they saw how sleepy I was and I
was grateful when we stopped at a diner for breakfast. Marta was looking
cute with a ball cap on and her hair sticking out the back in a
ponytail. She had on a man's shirt over a T-shirt and shorts. Her legs
were very tan. Emery had on slacks and a golf shirt.  They were both
amazed at how much I ate for breakfast. I explained about working for
Mom all summer and told some of the stories. They laughed a lot at the
stories about Harley and how I grew attached to my shovel. As we left
the diner Marta hugged my arm to her tit all the way to the car. Her tit
wasn't very big, but it was without a bra and her nipple seemed large
and hard.

The trip to Bridgeport took about 30 minutes and we drove through a
decorative iron-gate that opened automatically to show a very large
stone and brick house with a separate four-car garage. We parked by the
garage and went into the house. It was almost as big as Anita's and we
went straight into the huge kitchen that looked out on a small cove
lined with houses just as big. Each house had a dock and boathouses. It
was a beautiful sight. Their dock had a large two-masted sail boat tied
up. There was a housekeeper/cook, a small old woman, who spoke with an
accent, packing a hamper with food. A moment later I was carrying the
basket out to the boat. As I put the basket in the galley kitchen as a
diesel engine started. When I got back topside, Marta was hopping aboard
after casting off the lines. We backed away from the dock slowly and I
noticed there was very little wind. When I mentioned it to Emery he
smiled and said we would have plenty when we cleared the point.  Marta
had me help take the canvas cover off the mainsail and showed me the
sail locker, forward of the master bedroom. I didn't have time to look,
but the bedroom was very plush. We pushed a spinnaker sail up through
the sail hatch and I asked her how she managed it by herself when it was
just her and Emery on the boat. She smiled and said she was stronger
than she looked. We climbed up through the hatch and she showed me how
to attach the sail. When I asked where the winch was to hoist it she
laughed and told me about the power winches. Emery controlled them from
the cockpit. We went back to the cockpit to join Emery. I didn't get to
watch much of the scenery going by as he explained what all of the
electronics did and showed me the boat controls. The boat even had an
auto-pilot that allowed him to sleep when they were on open water.  As
we rounded a point I could see open water and larger waves. The wind
started to pick up and he cut the engine as the mainsail went up
quickly. It was amazing when the boat heeled over as the sail filled
with air and we started accelerating. I gave a shout for joy and they
both smiled at me. When he put the spinnaker up we were really flying!
Spray came off the bow as we drove through the waves and I was surprised
at how much that boat felt like a Hobie Cat on the ocean. Emery
explained that the hull was a racing design and the boat performed
nicely. I was grinning widely when he said that. It seemed like it was
just a few minutes and the shore was just a line on the horizon. He
showed me on the GPS where we were and where we were going.  He expected
we would make Block Island by noon. He pointed out Long Island on our
right and points of interest on our left.  Marta poured us coffee and we
relaxed as the boat flew over the waves.  It was exhilarating and I felt
great. After an hour he let me take the helm and I was surprised at how
hard it was to hold the line of our course. Every wave seemed to force
us to the left and I learned to anticipate the force. The boat was very
responsive and he told me that was because of the hull design and the
sails. He explained that the sails were hand-made by a sail
maker/designer in Australia. I could only imagine how much they cost.
The sun was getting higher and hotter when Marta took her shirt off to
reveal a plain white T-shirt over very prominent nipples on medium size
tits. Her eyes crinkled when she saw me stare. Emery took his shirt off,
so I followed suit. Marta winked at me and commented that I had a good-
looking body. I blushed and muttered that she did too. She smiled and
thanked me.  Emery's chest was covered by sparse gray hair and he looked
leathery from too much sun.  He was piloting when we rounded Plum Island
and he pointed out Montauk Point on the horizon.  Marta sat beside me on
the bench a few feet from Emery and as she put one foot under her butt,
pushed her tit into my arm. I glanced at Emery and he was focused on the
view ahead of us.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" she asked brightly. I smiled and nodded,
telling her how exciting it was. She grinned and said quietly, "Good. I
so hoped you would enjoy it."  She looked me in the eyes intently for so
long I was getting uncomfortable. "Mike, I don't know how to broach this
subject, so I'll just barge ahead. Stop me if you get uncomfortable."  I
glanced nervously at Emery and he was still focused ahead. I was sure he
could hear every word. "Anita has told me everything about her
relationship with you. We are very close and I want you to know how much
you mean to her. She loves you dearly and I'm sure you know it." I
blushed and nodded a little, wondering where this was going as her tit
continued to bore a hole in my arm. Then she really flustered me when
she asked, "Do you find me attractive?"  I looked at Emery and he was
still staring ahead. I looked in her eyes and she wasn't flirting. She
was serious. I blushed and nodded. She smiled and put her hand on my
neck to hug me, pressing that big nipple even harder into my arm. "Mike,
Emery and I have been happily married for five years, but we want
children. Unfortunately Emery had a vasectomy years before we were
married and it's irreversible. We have thought about artificial
insemination from a sperm donor, but there have been a couple of
frightening stories in the press about that." She was talking in a rush
and her eyes were big. "Mike, we were wondering if you would consider
being my sperm donor?" I really blushed that time! I looked at Emery and
he was finally looking at me with a wan smile. I was sure that he was
almost as uncomfortable as I was.  She held my arm against her tit with
her free hand and tried to reassure me. "Mike, I'm sure this comes as a
surprise. We want to reassure you that if I conceive, the child will be
ours and no one will ever know whom the sperm donor was. Everyone will
assume it is Emery. If you so choose, we will give you a release from
our attorney, absolving you of all responsibility for the child. So what
do you think?" I was almost shaking from the shock. Here was a woman I
barely knew wanting my baby!

I looked up at Emery and he said firmly, "You can go with Marta down
into the cabin right now."  I blushed again and thought that I certainly
didn't feel like fucking at the moment. I managed to stammer that I
didn't know what to think.

Marta said firmly, "Emery, find us some quiet water. I'm taking Mike
below." He nodded and asked Marta to hand him a chart from the cabinet.
She ducked into the cabin and returned a moment later with the chart. He
asked me to hold the heading we were on. I took the wheel and he sat
down with the chart. A minute later he gave Marta the chart and took the
wheel back. He said it would be ten minutes and proceeded to turn more
into the wind from the southwest. Marta took my hand as the boat leveled
and led me below. I was still dumbstruck as she led me into the bedroom.
The boat was pitching as she turned to me and said quietly, "I'm so
looking forward to fucking you silly.  Emery is a dear and I love him to
death, but he isn't the world's best lover. Anita raves about you in
bed. Do you think I'm too forward?"  I was still mute and looked at her
with what I was sure was shock.  "Well, am I?" she insisted. I managed
to mutter a negative. She grinned and let go of my hand. "Good. Let's
get comfy." With that she peeled her T-shirt off to show me the longest
nipples I had ever seen. Her tits were like apples and her aureoles were
pretty small, given the 3/4 inch long pink/brown nipples.  She grinned
at me as she raised her hands to pull the nipples slightly. The boat
pitched forward and she giggled again as she staggered, then fell face
first onto the bed.  She rolled on her back and beckoned for me to come
to her. Quickly, so I didn't lose my balance, I stepped toward her and
grabbing a handrail at the corner of the bed pulled myself onto it
beside her. I faced her on my side as she cupped my face in her hands
and pulled me to her for a kiss. Her wide lips seemed to engulf my mouth
with soft wetness, reminding me of wet labia parting around my lips, but
these labia were moving and sucking my lips. Man, could she kiss! I was
instantly breathless and when she broke off the kiss, I exclaimed as
much. She smiled and without a word pulled me to her for another. Her
dizzying kiss, added to the pitching of the boat, seemed to put us into
a surreal world. Dimly I heard winches whir and the engine started.  I
wrapped her in my arms as we kissed and those wonderful nipples pressed
into my chest.  When the kiss ended I began kissing her face, ears, and
neck with the little sucks, licks, and kisses the others loved. She
giggled when I licked the hollow of her neck so I spent extra time
there.  Slowly I worked my way down to her nipples and as I got to the
aureoles I asked her if they were sensitive and how she liked them
treated. She sighed, "Mike, no man has ever asked me that. Yes, they are
sensitive and I love to have them sucked and pulled gently."  That was
all I needed. I proceeded to do just that for a long time. She was
panting and moaning as she held my face to her tits. I loved the feel of
those nipples as they slipped between my lips and then over my tongue as
I laved them with the underside of my tongue. They stood up like little
pricks as I worked them over. It was a long time before she began
getting urgent with her hands on my head and face. It was then that I
moved my hand to her shorts, undid the button, and pulled the zipper
down. She raised her hips as I used one hand to work her shorts off to
her knees while I continued to work her nipples with my lips. She kicked
her shorts off as I pulled her bikini panties off.  My cock was hard now
and I was breathing pretty hard. When her panties were at her ankles,
she kicked them off too and I began a slow journey down her belly with
my lips. I noticed that the boat was rocking gently, so we must be in
the quiet waters Marta had requested.  She smelled of a wonderful
flowery perfume when I neared her pubic hair. It differed from the
heavier perfume at her neck. Her pubic hair was full and dark, trimmed
for a bikini. It seemed unusual to me after so many shaved pussies. She
was horny and the sweet smell of the perfume mixed with excited pussy
was intoxicating.  I rubbed my face in her pubic for a minute then I
began moving down her thighs. She groaned when I bypassed her pussy and
she spread her legs, inviting me to her pussy. I ignored the invitation.
I stopped at her knees and moved to kneel between them. I looked up at
her face. She was staring at me intently as her fingers pulled her
nipples slowly and rolled them. Her labia were dark under the sparse
curly hair and protruded slightly with moisture glistening between them.
I returned to my journey of exploration,  working up her thighs to her
pussy.  When I was licking the juncture of her thighs and pussy, her
fingers began running through my hair. She arched when I began kissing
and sucking her labia slowly, but her hands didn't pull me. I took that
to mean she liked the pace. I avoided her clitoris as always and it
wasn't until her legs began to get restless, that I let my tongue work
between her labia.  I loved the hot sweet taste that flooded my senses
as her labia easily parted to my lips and tongue. Now her hands were
more insistent as I took my time. When I looked, I was surprised to see
that her clitoris was almost as long as her nipples, and sticking up
proudly between parted labia and withdrawn hood.  I almost laughed at
the thought of what would happen when I finally sucked it. She began
arching to my lips and tongue, so I pierced her cunt with my tongue.
That brought a strong reaction from her as she pressed my face hard to
her open pussy. Her cunt wasn't too tight as I swirled my tongue in her,
but it was very juicy as I felt the lubricant run down my chin.  I had
been holding her hips with my hands until I began tracing my fingertip
over her asshole and perineum. She arched harder when I was at the edge
of her asshole, so I began making circles from her perineum to the edge
of her asshole, smearing her plentiful lubricant over the area. All the
while I was fucking her cunt slowly with my tongue. I looked up and she
was pulling her tits harder as she rolled her head around, her eyes
closed tight. The arching became faster and she began pushing my head
hard into her pussy. I waited until she was almost into her orgasm
before I moved up to her clit and pushed two fingers into her cunt. I
barely had her clit between my lips when she started screaming like I
was killing her and bucking so hard I had to put all my weight on her
hips. She had a long orgasm and finally pushed my face off her clit.
I rose up to take my shorts off as she lay limp and panting hard, her
eyes closed in reverie. I was working my skivvies down over my knees
when she opened her eyes and saw my cock. Her eyes got big and she
gasped, "Good God, no wonder Anita is impressed!"  I laughed as I
lowered it to her cunt and pushed it slowly in. It went in smoothly all
the way, as she panted hard. I waited in her hot slick cunt until she
began to moan and move her hips, then I began to slowly fuck her. It was
almost funny the way her eyes seemed to bug out as I slid into her. It
took almost a dozen strokes before she was comfortable and began arching
to meet me. She began talking to me in rapid whispers, "Oh my God! It's
so lovely my darling. Oh my God, fill me up! Yes, yes, that's it
darling!" On and on she went for a long time. I finally realized she was
having orgasms through all of it, when I looked down and saw her lower
belly fluttering as I pushed into her. I held that pace until she began
fucking back at me harder and I speeded up. My cock was feeling huge now
and I could feel every slippery ripples in her cunt. She began chanting,
"Fuck me darling. Fuck me darling," in time with my strokes. I managed
to control myself until she began shuddering and let out a loud cry. I
let go of my control and began fucking her as hard as I could.  She was
screaming when I felt the first surge and I began yelling as the cum
surged up my cock and began spraying into her. The red cloud settled
over me and when I was lucid, she was laying limp under me. I felt a
moment of panic until I realized she was breathing hard. I also noticed
we were a puddle of sweat. I gently rolled us over and as she lay on top
of me, I realized how small she was. She probably didn't weigh much more
than a hundred  and twenty pounds. Some movement caught my eye and I saw
Emery looking at us through the window at the top of the cabin. He
didn't react when he saw I was looking at him.  I whispered to Marta
that Emery was watching us. She murmured softly, "The old goat is
probably horny. Let's just stay this way for a while longer darling. I
want to enjoy this a little longer." I hugged her and stroked her body
as the sweat cooled on her back and butt.  It was a while later before
she whispered, "You know, don't you, that I probably won't get pregnant
the first time?" I laughed and asked if that meant we would have to fuck
some more. She giggled and wiggled her cunt on my cock, "Only if you
want to darling." When I asked where this would happen, she murmured,
"Well, Anita and I may have to visit you when I'm fertile. Do you think
you could be of service then?" I told her that she would have to get
Annie and Anita's OK, but under the circumstances I didn't think they
would object. She sighed and hugged me tight, "That was the most
satisfying sexual experience of my life darling. I'm terribly jealous of
your Annie." I hugged her again and told her she was truly beautiful,
inside and out.

She asked, "Is my dear Emery still watching?" I affirmed that and she
sighed, "Well I should probably help the dear man with his problem. Be a
dear Mike and let me up, then wait for us topside?" She slowly rolled
off me and lay loosely sprawled on the bed as I got up and slipped my
shorts on. Her cunt was open and cum drooled out and down to her ass.
Her thighs were coated with globs of cum and wet with pussy juice. Emery
passed me without a word or look as I walked through the galley. He was
a man on a mission. I went up to the cockpit and looked out. We were
anchored a hundred yards off a sand and grass beach. There was nothing
else around. Several miles off I could see the Montauk Point light, low
on the horizon. I sat around for a while, then went back down to the
galley for something to drink. The small refrigerator had beer, so I
took one. I could hear Emery grunting lowly through the open door. I
looked in and he was fucking her hard, his skinny white butt looked
funny between her golden brown thighs.  She saw me and waved me away
with her hand as she smiled at me. I waved and went back topside. The
sun was hot and overhead, so I lay down on a towel on the cabin roof.  I
fell asleep.

The anchor winch woke me. Emery waved to me with a smile when I looked
back.  I got up and carried the towel back to the cockpit. As I dropped
into the cockpit he said cheerfully, "M is fixing lunch, give her a hand
will you?" I nodded and as I started down the steps he said softly,
"Thank you, she is very happy." I blushed and nodded to him briefly.
Marta was topless and I noticed, for the first time, her tits were tan.
She smiled at me warmly and as I stepped closer, she pulled my face down
for a long sexy kiss that only she could give.  Her body was pressed
hard against me.

When the kiss ended I was panting and I said softly, "Do that again and
I'll put you back in that bed."

Her eyes sparkled as she called up to Emery, "Be a dear Emery and drop
the anchor again."

"What?" he yelled as he stuck his head in the opening to the cockpit.

"Mike has something for me. Drop the anchor please."

"Oh, do you really?" he asked incredulously. I nodded as Marta hugged me
around the waist. Emery disappeared and as she kissed me again, we could
hear the anchor winch whining. This kiss had a purpose and it achieved
its purpose as my cock hardened against her belly. She murmured into the
kiss and pressed harder against me.  I growled and picked her up by her
butt cheeks. She laughed and wrapped her legs around my hips as I
carried her back to the bedroom.

"Do you want to put that big cock back in me?" she asked coyly. I
growled an affirmative as I maneuvered through the narrow doorway.

"Would you like my big cock back in you?" I growled. She giggled and as
she nodded, she moaned, then kissed me hard. The similarity in my mind
of her lips and labia made me rock hard in an instant. I leaned over the
bed and lowered her butt to it. As she settled, I unbuttoned her shorts
and unzipped them. She hadn't put her panties back on, so it was only a
second till we were both naked. My cock was coated with dried cum and
pussy juice. I told her to wait a second so I could wash off and she
shook her head, "Let me have it." She reached out to my cock and pulled
me up on the bed. As I knelt in front of her, she opened those wide sexy
lips and slurped about half my cock into her mouth. It felt like an
electric arc welder was in there burning my cock as she thoroughly
cleaned it with her tongue and saliva. I was aching by the time she let
go of me. There was a loud slurp as my cock popped out of her mouth. She
was wild eyed as I pushed her on her back, spread her legs and dived on
her pussy. She had washed it and it smelled of Ivory soap and her pubic
hair was very soft.  I took my time again, but this time I moved my
fingers into her cunt sooner and found the sensitive spot. She was
really sensitive and had an orgasm just from that. She was sobbing out
another one when I finished laving her tender clitoris with the
underside of my tongue, while I stroked the sensitive spot in her cunt
in circles. This time when I entered her she was crying for me to fuck
her hard. I started out at a steady pace and fucked her to a shuddering
orgasm in just a few minutes. She fell limp for several minutes as I
waited, buried to the hilt in her pulsing cunt. When she stirred, I
began fucking her steadily again. Her eyes got a startled look for a
moment and then she groaned, "My God, you are going to kill me with
orgasms!"  On and on we fucked as she became incoherent and had several
orgasms before I finally got the burning surge and began fucking her
hard. When the cum began burning up my cock I was yelling and she was
mumbling as she shook her head wildly. Finally I shot into her in
burning surges and fell over on my side limply.  We lay like that for
several minutes as we recovered slowly. My cock lay wet on my thigh and
I was sure it would be a week before I could get another hard-on. Emery
looked in on us and said he was heading for home.  Marta waved at him
weakly and rolled on her side to face me. "If it gets any better Mike, I
may go on the pill so I can keep this up." I laughed and hugged her to
me. We cuddled for several minutes as the engine started and we picked
up speed.  "Tell me darling, did you learn to make love like that from
Annie?"  I laughed and said partly Annie and others like Anita, but
mostly from observing what turns a woman on.  "Give me an example," she
said softly.

"Well I saw you stroking your tits," I said with a smile, then I leaned
over her and sucked a nipple in between my lips as I stretched it and
twisted my head as it slipped from my lips.  "Does that feel sexy?" I
asked with a smile.

"Do it again," she ordered. I did it several times and she held my head
to her breast for a minute as I sucked, stretched, and twisted her
nipple. "My God Mike, you make me turn to jelly just by doing that. What
were you doing when you had your fingers in me?"  I explained about the
sensitive spot and asked her if she wanted me to demonstrate. "Yes
please, but be gentle. I'm very sensitive." Carefully I pushed two
fingers into her cum slippery cunt and as I moved them to the spot ,she
suddenly gasped and her hips arched up. "Oh God! What are you doing to
me?"  I grinned and continued to stir my fingers in her sloppy cunt. She
was panting and arching so I pushed her on her back and moved my lips to
her pussy. She was gasping as I pulled the hood off her clit with my
free hand, then laid the underside of my tongue on her bright pink
clitoris. She flinched and then arched hard to my face and her fingers
tangled in my hair. It was just a few minutes and she had an orgasm
before pushing me away from her pussy. She lay panting hard and gasped,
"Oh dear Mike, don't do that again or I will die!" I cuddled her to me
and we lay quietly for a long time. When the engine shut down and the
boat began pitching in the waves she sighed and kissed me long and
sweet.

"I love your kisses," I said quietly.

"I love kissing you," she whispered. "Are you hungry?" I realized I was
starved and with a laugh she got up and went into the galley. She called
up to Emery and asked if he had eaten, then still naked, she took a
sandwich and beer up to him. Several minutes later she came back down
the steps with a big smile. She saw me watching and with an exaggerated
grin she smacked her lips and wiped them with the back of her hand. She
brought a couple of sandwiches with a beer to the bed and we ate them as
she explained that she had never seen Emery so horny. She had given him
a blowjob up on deck and he had only lasted a few minutes. "He hasn't
had two orgasms in a day since our honeymoon.  Maybe he should watch us
more often. I have a better idea, you move to Connecticut and become my
live in sperm donor." She laughed and rolled luxuriously on the bed. She
gave a little start and giggled, "I have never liked lying in the wet
spot till today." We snuggled some more and feeling still thirsty, I
fetched another beer. As we shared it she held the bottle up and said
seriously, "If I'm pregnant I'll have to stop consuming alcohol. Mike
darling, here's to my last drink." She drank from the bottle and handed
it to me.

I took a drink and holding it up said with true sincerity, "Here's to a
lovely woman who I hope gets the baby she deserves, and if she doesn't
get it soon I'll always be happy to donate more sperm." She kissed me
sweetly and drank from the bottle after I did. We cuddled and talked for
over an hour. She told me about her past lovers and how she happened to
marry Emery. He was a friend of the family and his first wife died of
cancer over ten years ago. Marta had been through two fianc es and
several live-in lovers. All had ended badly. She had confided with Emery
through several of her breakups and after her last disengagement, she
somehow ended up in bed with him. Eventually he proposed and to the
surprise of everyone, they married. He had a son that was almost Marta's
age and he had caused a lot of rancor believing Marta was after his
father's money. She snorted, "Wait till the asshole hears his father's
will. Emery almost cut him out. The funny part is that I have more money
than Emery."

The boat was periodically tilting steeply to one side then the other as
we tacked up-wind toward Bridgeport. Marta said it would be several
hours before we got home.  It was hard staying in the bed when we tacked
and we had to change positions every time. I was pretty messy and asked
if I could wash up. She laughed and said a shower would be hard while we
were underway, but I could try. The little bathroom was off the galley
and I went in to piss and shower. There were hand bars in the tight
space and I didn't have much trouble. The water was cool and refreshing.
Marta stepped in after I got out and we talked as she showered. After
she got out I dried her and naked she went top-side to check on Emery.
She came down a few minutes later saying he was fine and she led me back
to the bed.

We were cool and refreshed as we snuggled and talked. She was fondling
my soft cock when she asked, "Perhaps we could make love again today?" I
laughed and told her it was possible, but I would need help.  She gave
me a big smile and licked her lips suggestively, then she switched ends
and slurped my cock into her mouth. I laughed and pulled her pussy to my
face as we proceeded to eat each other gently.  Twice we were pitched
over as the boat tacked. I got hard slowly and she was very hot when I
pulled her around and guided her to sit atop me. I held onto the
handrails as she guided my cock into her cunt. It was fun having her
ride me as the boat pitched and heeled over. That fuck lasted a long
time and Marta came several times. Toward the end, she was getting weak
and I had to hold her with one hand while I held the rail with the
other. My orgasm hurt as I finally shot into her cunt weakly.  She fell
on top of me in a sweaty heap. I held her for a long time as she
recovered. She finally rolled off me laughing weakly, "Who would
believe? I feel absolutely satiated. Mike darling, I love you and I love
the way I feel. Thank you darling." I rolled partially over her and gave
her a long kiss. After a while we washed off and put our clothes on. I
had to help her up the steps and she was laughing as I pushed her butt.

Emery was smiling at her as she hugged him and they kissed briefly.  She
whispered in his ear and he laughed as he looked at me. When she parted
from him, he roared, "God, to be seventeen again!"  I blushed and they
both laughed.  The rest of the way back we enjoyed the sailing and sun.
Marta took her shirt off and sun bathed while Emery taught me how to
tack the boat.  It was after 6:00 when we rounded the point and the
sails came down. Marta and I stowed the spinnaker and covered the
mainsail as we motored to the dock.  After we had tied up and cleaned up
the boat, we drove to a seaside restaurant for dinner. I had my first
experience with steamed clams, fresh oysters, and Portuguese cooking.

We arrived at Anita's after 8:00. They came in with me. Marta went off
for a private talk with Anita as Emery and I told Mom, Annie, and the
others about the day at sea.  A few minutes later Anita came onto the
patio and asked Mom if they could talk with her, Annie, Emery, and I.
Mom gave me a puzzled look and I gave her a reassuring smile. Annie
caught it and gave me a questioning look. I tried to reassure her with a
look and I held her hand as we trooped into Anita's study. The
conversation that followed was a long one. Mom was the hardest one to
convince. Her biggest concern was that she might have a grandchild that
she would not be able to love and hold.  They finally compromised with
the agreement that any baby I fathered would know Mom as sort of a close
family friend and Mom would have the option of having the child stay
with her for a week or two each summer after it was three. They all
agreed that it would be best for the child to only know Emery as the
father figure. In the end, Marta hugged and kissed everyone. It was
agreed that she and Anita would visit us next month if she wasn't
pregnant after today and the visits would continue until December. After
that, Marta would have to find another method of conceiving.

After Marta and Emery left Mom gave a big sigh and looked at me hard,
"Michael, that cock of yours gets us in the damnedest positions!" I
tried to look reticent and she just snorted. "Annie, are you sure you
want to marry this Casanova?"  My heart sank as I looked at Annie. She
was looking at the floor in obvious concentration.

She finally looked up at Mom and smirked, "I just hope that someday his
harem gets smaller." They both gave me a long glare and all I could do
was shrug and try to look innocent.

Anita laughed and came over to hug me, "Darling, if they get too hard on
you I'll either marry or adopt you." We all laughed at that and went to
join the others. Later that night Kathy joined Anita, Annie, and I after
we went to bed. She wanted an explanation of the meeting with Marta and
Emery. After Anita explained what had transpired, Kathy looked at me in
amazement.

"That means I might become an aunt!"  I explained that she and I had to
take no roll in the baby's life. For all intents the baby would be the
child of Marta and Emery.  She went back to Jim and Lila promising to
never mention the matter to anyone.

We returned home the next morning after a goodbye fuck with Anita and a
tearful good bye to everyone. Lila was especially weepy when she kissed
Kathy and Jim good bye. Greta was sweet and crying too. Willa hugged
everyone.

When we arrived home we all collapsed in our rooms for naps. The process
of moving Jim and Chuck home started later that evening. Kathy was
crying as we carried Jim's bags out of her room. Mom was a little teary
eyed too. Steph was very quiet through the whole thing.  Summer was
almost over and school was starting on Thursday. Annie had to start on
Monday morning.  Kathy joined Annie and I in bed that night. She was
crying and we finally managed to get to sleep after she cried herself to
sleep.

The next morning she went over to Jim's as soon as he called to tell her
his parents had gone to work. She had him back in her room a short time
later. I was alone for the first time that summer. I called Chuck and we
went cruising. He told me that he didn't get much sleep during the
night. His bed was too empty.  We had a good laugh and talked about the
summer, still amazed at the events.  It had been less than nine months
before, that we were virgins talking about whose tits we might get a
peek at. We received lots of honks and waves from girls that we barely
recognized during the day and we realized that we weren't considered
nerds anymore.

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