One+Two+Three = Sex Squared 
By: Beenthere 
(C)2011 
(M/F, et. al. eventually)

Prologue:  Part 2 of a continuing saga of love, sex and other
perversions written for the sheer joy of composing imaginative
scenarios in my perverted way.  Nothing is fact and resembles
reality only in my mind.



One+Two+Three = Sex Squared 
By: Beenthere 
(C)2011 (M/F, et. al. eventually)



To all the loyal readers at ASSTR:

I have received numerous monthly reports from ASSTR. showing a
fair amount of reader activity to my stories.  Enough that it is
evident that some have followed the stories from beginning to
end.  I wish it known, that as a serious writer willing to spend
many hours conjuring, developing, pain staking editing, and
finally uploading for your use, I feel cheated that not a soul
has responded in kind even to reprimand me for the work being
tripe.  Hence forth I will continue to upload material for
readers to enjoy or hate with one exception.  I will edit each
submission but leaving the file incomplete pending at least one
readers response, pro or con.  If I cannot inspire the readers to
reply, then it is best that I discontinue offering my stories to
the group.




Plans for Perversion 
Chapter One

They had enjoyed each other, lived and loved, been the best of
friends and enjoyed every plausible sex act they could imagine.
They had explored fetishes and quirks, some never thought
possible.  Things or acts too far from their normal were
discussed in a round table meeting where everyone presented their
viewpoint before deciding either way.  They had eliminated
several items early in their association like scat and snuff as
undesirable acts and they wanted no part of them.

The group had aged several years and as age does most often some
of their ideas and values changed.  More and more the resorted to
video porn in lieu of their actual participation.  The younger
teen age boys seemed to hold a particular attraction  to Charley
and Doreen.  Be it the mothering instinct or just plain lust,
they talked about having a young stud or two to boss around.
Charley asked the guys, "Haven't you all ever thought of having a
young virgin to break in and teach the ropes to?"

"Well sure, the thought has occurred," answered Mark.  "But I
er.. we would never do that, would we?" Looking at the other guys
questioningly.

Adam spoke right up, "Of course, the idea has been discussed.  We
have such a good thing going right now, I wouldn't do anything to
spoil that!"

"What if we gals brought them to you, would you be able to
resist?"

Ben responded, "Have you all been planning something on your own?
I think it would only be fair if you let us in on this idea
before it goes too far."

When Doreen began to explain, she held their attention as these
talk sessions never had before.  "What we suggest is to introduce
this wonderful experience to several younger people to add some
spice to our lives and yours.  And maybe, just maybe they will
learn and benefit later in their lives from it too."

Adam went on, seemingly taking their side, "I had always dreamt
of something like that happening to me when I was a teenager."

"One thing we must consider, is our living spaces and if we might
want to expand it.  More people would mean considerable crowding
that can't just be taken for granted."  Ben had opened his home
up until present and it was proper for him to broach the subject.
  "There is another thing to consider, these "Younger" women
might get pregnant and there would be no way of knowing who the
father...."

Mark interrupted Ben. "There is a way to handle this and our
space problem at the same time.  Their have been several pieces
of remote ranch properties become available, where enough space
and adequate privacy is addressed.  If we are really a family,
couldn't we raise youngsters properly? I have some funds to put
against the purchase, if others were so inclined?"

It was agreed this was a viable solution.  Now the problem of
searching for suitable participants and proper location began.
Quickly, they found a partially wood property of just under one
thousand acres, a small pond fed by a year around stream hidden
in a valley gulch with only one entrance road.  They commissioned
for the additional structures and pool constructed and before
long they had moved into the new quarters.  They investigated the
rooms set aside for private time, the common areas and every one
agreed the play room was perfect.

The  search continued for what was now decided to be just six
newcomers.

Play time beckoned the group.  The new playroom had been designed
with their pleasures in mind.  Wall to wall was a firm very thick
foam covering the entire floor, One segment was sunken into a
padded well large enough to fit all six comfortably in any
position, another portion was raised above the regular area in
wide bench and chaise lounge configurations.  There was various
rungs, rings and bars suspended from padded walls and the
ceiling.  Hidden from plain sight was four adjustable pronged
table, equally padded suspended from the ceiling that could be
lowered to any height.  Each segment of the table had bindings
that would do nicely for wrists, ankles and head to immobilize
the occupant wishing to partake in it's uses.

They entered the room arm in arm in groups of three.  As always,
there seem to be a random choice who was with whom.  Eve and
Charleen sat on one of the chaise corner sections and Mark leaned
against the seat at and between their feet.  Without thinking
they both dangled their toes in his groin.  His hands
automatically started to massage and knead their soles and toes.
He always was attracted to feet and never missed a chance to
dabble when presented the opportunity.  The stress of finally
moving in and having to wear clothing in public had the sweet
things very much in need of his tender loving touch.

He began to get erotic thoughts, and started to tingle in his
groin and gut from the pleasure accompanying the soft skin as
they sat together.  He had freedom to caress, as he wished, each
calf, each foot and ankle, each long tapering toe.  A craving
came over him as he pulled one to his lips.  He surrounded her
largest toe, drawing it full into his mouth and lightly touched
the very tip with his tongue.  He began to talk to her as he
explored every digit.  The vibrations of his voice caused her to
gasp and curl her toe within his mouth.  He moved to the instep
bringing all his attention to bear.

She curled into a fetal position drawing his lips along until he
was also partially on the couch.  Looking away from the treasures
in his lips he could see them tightly wound in an sprawling
embrace.  Eve tightened her body even more bringing his attention
to the pink peeking folds protruding  between her bottom.  He
crawled the last few inches until he attained contact with the
lovely junction and used his lips and tongue to envelop the rosy
flesh.

Again, she gasped and her body jolted when the touch stirred her
deeper.  He was left not wanting.  She openly invited him between
her legs to stab her with his seeking spear.  Her tastes flooded
his lips and he drank the sweet nectar of her passion.  His own
manhood stimulated by her responses nagged at him but his
maturity held his passion intact.

He manipulated between their bodies and substituted probing
fingers to delve deeper than his tongue had explored.  Resting a
thumb against her hardened clit and curling his probing finger
deep and behind, he began a sensual manipulation of both fingers
on the two most sensitive spots of her body.  Circling and
varying his pressure, she moaned her fulfillment.  Without
hesitating she began to climax, building rapidly until she was
continuously in bodily turmoil from his touch.

He asked himself, "Is this the time to mount this excited lady or
just take her to exhaustion?"  She was in such delight as he
fingered her precious triggers, he was reluctant to release her
from his tormenting pleasure.  By now, Charley had twisted her
body until she had a better view of the events.  Gladly she would
trade places with Eve, given the opportunity.  But then she
noticed Mark, hard in all his splendor, on display and
unattended, while she was left to her whims.

Quickly, before the vision disappeared, she moved into position.
With one hand, she forced his steel like tool.  Her lips received
the inflexible meat with a implied invitation to journey along
with her and her quest.  Slowly she encircled the bulbous end,
teasing the ridge of every sensitive nerve with her breath and
lips.

His heart pumped faster driving more hardening blood into his
love pipe with pounding savage throbs that threatened to rob her
of her desired prize.  Quickly, she deepened her encirclement of
him, taking positive control and filling her mouth and upper
throat with the single gesticulation of her head.

His resistance began to falter, his body moved him toward a
decisive and conclusive ending of his control.  Charleen could
feel and sense his rapidly increased heart beat and upcoming
conclusion to the pleasure she applied with her lips.  She
welcomed the ending as she plunged him deepest yet.

Eve sensed the near approaching for Mark when his grip softened
somewhat.  Still strung taut and tight, she pulled his head into
her groin just as he was beginning to climax below.  His
cooperative lips finished Eve in a final thundering orgasm that
she would speak of many times.


Doreen led Adam toward the suspended table.  Ben braced it while
Adam climbed aboard and centered his body.  Fur covered bindings
were fastened about his wrists and ankles before opening the
table spokes.  Once locked in place he was displayed openly and
completely to their whims.

The thought of what novelties would be bestowed was so exciting,
his body responded immediately.  Darkness soon enveloped his eyes
as he was blindfolded.  Now, he could only anticipate as touches
and breaths drifted upon him.  His senses heightened as every
sound or smell could be a clue of the exploits surrounding him.

She whispered softly in one ear and almost immediately was
blowing hot puffs of air between his legs.  Ben assisted Dory to
the surface of the table.  Agilely, her body slithered over Adam,
just barely touching, almost floating.

The dancing contact of the completely nude bodies excited Ben as
a spectator.  He stroked his own awaking sex into fullness.  For
Adam, he did the same.  He bludgeoned Eve with the late blooming
phallic staff as though she required a beacon to locate and
address its plight.  The table was lowered to near floor height
carrying it's erotic cargo.  When Eve was positioned exactly
where she wished, Ben repeated the flailing on her body.

He placed a hand, cradling her pubes neatly.  Soon, she was
parted with his probing fingers, dipping into her moist treasure.
 Neatly, he steered the upstanding shaft along the fractured
labia and puckered anal eye.  Her own girl love coated wherever
he painted with a glistening sheen.

Swelled and purple the mighty shaft began to disappear.  Her body
slid slowly as she accommodated the welcome invasion.  Filled to
bursting, she took a moment to relish the enjoyment of initial
penetration.  Easing herself onto Adams body, using his chest to
exorcize the itch from her untouched breasts, the only movement
was her twitching vagina exploiting the fullness from within.

Still moist and glistening in the dim room light, lifted from
Adam's prostrated body was the center of Ben's attraction.  The
pressure inside her vagina was evident from the protruded
inviting sphincter rim.  Gently he aimed for the puckered target
letting her natural lubricant precede his entry.  Without
incident, she accepted his offering.  Sliding into the gripping
orifice, massaged him to a degree only possible in this manner.
As she plummeted upon the valiant staff beneath her, she
sacrificed the gained entombment on the one behind.

Countering her paced practiced movements, Ben was soon firmly
entrenched along with Adam.  Phallic helmets jousted within her
innards as the two gladiators lanced her, the target.  She
collapsed on Adam's chest to allow the episode to play itself to
a conclusion.  So violent was the conclusions within her body,
she was triggered to a final gasping release.  While the mild
bondage added little to their actions, it served as the initial
catalyst of this play time. 
