One+Two+Three = Sex Squared
By: Beenthere
(C)2011
(M/F, et. al. eventually)
  
Perversion Takes a Back Seat
Chapter Two

Once the word spread throughout the two local college campuses, it became evident that finding the exact persons to fit into their plan would just be a matter of time.  Interviews were first taken by telephone, followed by a short essay defining what they anticipated from a union of them and family.  They signed affidavits assuring they were not under obligation to continue with conversations or actions at anytime they so choose to end them.

Each applicant was given a written, oral and medical exam to confirm they were committed  and healthy for this change of life style.  Once convinced, Ben and Doreen met with them individually in various motel rooms throughout the city.  

They had the complete family history revealed to them.  They were given the chance to withdraw or precede.  The group thinned to less than two dozen.  Some failed to pass medical and intelligence tests.  They were interviewed on the subject of fidelity, pregnancy, abortion and their attitude and values toward family taking care of family.  Each round of interviews reduced the group until the remaining candidates were as familiar with their interviewers as were the opposite.  

What remained were five young gentlemen and seven very attractive young women.  The meeting was scheduled at a private beach that guaranteed their privacy.  They partied, the day away, still clad in bathing suits, enjoying the sun, water and sand in games that explored their cooperative spirit, confidence, agility and drive. 

The conditions later were to be both a test of their confidence being nude and what they considered important in their companions. They had the opportunity to debate the pros and cons of each subject and to rebut the debate about themselves before they voted.  They were told the subjects of debate were strictly limited to measure their willingness to cooperate and live as a family, comments pertaining to appearance, pro or con, were considered immediate grounds for elimination.  Any statements beyond the agenda subjects were noted and considered in case of ties.  They were asked to vote on the one candidate to eliminate each round.  Care was taken during debating of the openness of their statements.

It was stressed the remaining members would be allowed to live with the poly commune and be a integral part of family activities.  They were to be provided complete schooling expenses as long as their GPA warranted.  They were to decide before this final counsel, if they wished to continue.  None backed away.  

Six were chosen and returned to the dwelling.  Doreen commented on the way, "I would have chosen these myself."  You could see the hunger sparkling in her eyes.  

The evening was spent with getting acquainted time and familiarization with the surroundings.  
A light supper and an after dinner drink set the mood of relaxation and coziness.  

Quickly, Doreen squeezed her bottom between Amy and Helen.  She kissed them both deeply and said, "Welcome to our home.  We hope you enjoy your time with us."  

Eve seized that opportunity to plop her bare bottom in the laps of all three of the newest male members before she welcomed them in the same manner.  She held each for seconds, clasping their face to hers, and mashing her bosom against their chests.  A welcome they would not forget too soon.  

When Adam grasped Terry's hand and twirled her on the floor before bowing at his waist and asking, "Dance with me, my fire haired beauty."  There was no music except in the hearts and minds of the dancers.  They meshed perfectly and she laid her head gently upon his shoulder before closing her eyes, maybe to dream of times to come.  

Terry looked up in to Adams eyes during the prolonged spin and asked, "Are we going to dance all night."  He looked around and no one was paying them the least concern.  Quietly and with no comment following them from the room, they slipped away.  

He pulled her to his lap and pressed his lips against her's.  Her response answered his nagging question of the age differences.  He sprung to attention as she straddled his hips.  She deepened her kiss.  He was trapped between their bellies but still was invigorated by her hip gyrations.  She speared his lips with an investigative tongue.  When he nibbled on her lower lip, she increased her energy exploring his mouth.  As he dueled her talented tongue, she whispered, "There is a much better use for that.  

As his mouth gradually became his own again, he pressed her to the padded bench of the play room.  The ambient glow of the hidden lights put her body in a glamorous light that modeled her figure beautifully.  Her red hair sparkled and framed her heart shaped face.  His eyes moved to her breasts, those lovely sweet tender breasts.  Smallish globes tipped in rosy aureole begging to be kissed, mauled or worshiped, he couldn't decide.  Her long frame with the flat rippled abs directed his vision to the thatch of equally red curls.  So tightly curled, it appeared painted on.  Everything was accented by the long tapered legs.  

Two handed, she firmly held his hardness, fearful it might disappear before quenching some of the fire that rage within her body.  As she looked up from her prone position, she could see the indecision he was faced with.  Must she decide for him?  She ached for more of his exploring tongue and without remorse directed his attention back to the junction between her limbs.  Drawing her feet toward her raised bottom and opening the gap between her knees, focused his gaze into the tender slice hidden so sweetly beneath the red curled triangle.  

He reached to touch, not believing the vision, so hypnotizing.  As his fingers contacted the smooth fleece, a vibrating sensation sizzled at his fingertips.  His mouth watered and became dry at the same time.  He took advantage to lift finger tips to his nostrils.  The honey sweet scent beckoned.  He feared once he committed to this morsel, he would be addicted and held captive.  He neared, to better inhale the pheromones deeper into his lungs, letting his glands guide him rather than his brain.  

Near enough; to feel the heat of her body, to separate the various scents and textures, he paused.  Breathing rapidly, he steeled his resistance for an instant.  As his fingers parted the soft petals of the maidens flower, flesh replaced the scarlet coif turning to a delicate pink of her inner sheath.  There his lips touched first, a kiss, a mere kiss that sparked and united the inner flames of both.  It would have been so easy to abandon all caution and plunge into the unknown waters.  Instead, he took the conservatively slow and painful to endure road of absorbing every nuance before proceeding.  

Every petal was examined by lips and tongue, fighting with himself to remain in control.  

She had long abandoned any concerns of control and use her every wile to entice a speedier conclusion to his pleasure inducing talents.  At last, a real coupling between her sex and his releasing tongue.  First a slight puncture, deeper he ventured.  Swirling her cauldron of emotions, he brought her to the very edge of screaming or fainting.  She couldn't care as long as the agonizing but breath taking experiences lasted.  

A burning chill coursed her frame as once, twice then many times over, his petrified lance centered on and surrounded her button of pleasure.  His manipulating tongue destroyed what ever control she still possessed.  The initial climax hadn't subsided before she was called again to draw fully on every emotion.  With abandon, she captured his head in place, seemingly without necessity, as he wasn't hastening to depart.  Her attempts to drive him away and release herself from the turmoil were thwarted by her every effort to retain contact until overtaken by physical limitations.

She felt the tension lift long before her body realized he had moved away from her.  Her climax so complete, so thoroughly satisfying she wanted naught but his closeness.  Still gripping his specter of sex, she was bent on repaying the pleasures just bestowed.  

So hungry for her body, he denied her quest, lifted her lips to his and smothered her with ease coming from practice.  Mirrored, their bodies in alignment and every intention of coupling both mind and spirit.  He pressed into the passageway moistened by her own emotions until he had reached the limit of his total thrust.  

He started to back away, against her cries of desperation and frantic clinging.  Returning again to his deepest, she demonstrated with a sigh, her relief.  When once again he moved within her slippery passage, she felt more secure because of his return.  Harder, he thrust as she urged him to abandon caution.  Flailing wildly, driving against his every stroke they both clung to each other.  

He lifter her by the hips and braced her on her shoulders, all the while lunging with a severity he had never demonstrated before.  He was wild in his lust and she relished and cried out affirmations of his methods.  Together they reached the pinnacle of joint completion. 

As Doreen squeezed her bottom between Amy and Helen, she kissed them both deeply.  She guided Helen to her groin and Amy to her breast.  Doreen wish with all her heart that Helen would take control and force Amy to the side.  She so much wanted to munch on this cherub chocolate babe. The thought of those tawny thighs surrounding her willing face drove her to a frenzy.  

Amy recovered to hunt down other forms of entertainment.  Ben welcomed her with open arms.  Him still seated, she moved between his legs and was exactly the right height to meet his lips.  His arms wrapped around her waist and crushed her body tightly.  Ben picked her tiny body into the air with very little effort as he stood. She was soon wrapped about his hips, ankles crossed at his back.  She flexed her blond pubes as a sign of welcoming his attention.  Doing so, her butt cheeks also clinched his gripping hands.  He slipped fingers effortlessly into her bung spreading her pelvis wider.  She raised her tiny frame using just the scissored leg grip and easily punctured her tiny talented twat upon his upstanding lance.  

She tightened and gripped his shaft letting him move within her only when she so desired.  A smooth rhythm began as each upward thrust was met by an equal downward drive as she spurred her heels into his back. So sensuous her contact, she began to quiver uncontrollably in his arms.  The deep penetration and accessible angle of her pelvis guided his entry onto her sensitive triggering nerves.  He could feel the convulsing clinging within her as she spasm her climax.  

He stood equally exhausted, her suspended around his hips as she returned to a quieter state.  He backed into a reclining bench built into the room and together they tumbled one on top of the other.  Still hard and buried deep within her, she could raise her eyes to his.  Lips met again as the crushed together.  Soon her lips were exploring all of his face, kissing his eye lids shut, buzzing his cheeks, brushing ears and neck with her lips.  As she moved in her enthusiastic plan, he slipped from the warm nest, still unfulfilled.  Traveling, ever traveling and seeking new tastes her tongue and lips scurried unburdened with boundaries specific targets.  

As the bodies twisted head for toe, her firm mounds of pleasure became tempting to his own lips.  He seduced them with a relish that brought back some of the welcome tingles she had just weathered.  Before she had past his navel, her tight little cunt drew close to his seeking lips.  She had entertained his so much with her energy and resilience it was all his pleasure to taste the lovely labial lips.  This re-excited his slumbering manhood as her smell and taste became real and perceptible.

She hesitated but a few seconds before continuing her journey.  When she had obtained a dominate position above his reclining form and held a firm grip upon his upstanding control stick, she wafted her hot breath upon him.  She kissed the small eye before wrapping her lips around the swollen crown.  Lightly she tongued the ridge protruding from its base.  Again she covered the crown with her lips in a tight pucker that drew her cheeks tight inward.  

Al he could witness was the puckered eye centered between her rounded butt cheeks.  So inviting, he was compelled to reach out and gently prod the very center.  There came a responsive reaction between his one thumb probe and the vacuum drawing him within her hungry mouth.  The more he stirred the anal eye, the more severe she sucked his hardened stalk.  

Around and up and down the pressure filled organ her lips raced in tantalizing swiftness.  Driven deep into her gullet, the rigid stiffness was massaged with every swallowed, every vocal murmur.  In her effort to conquer this torpedo of sex, she imagined it to be independently alive and searching for the furnace below.  She would have him, she knew, in time , filling her to bursting and praying for more.  But first she would eliminate his immediate lust and prolong his resilience and stamina.

Eve seized that opportunity to plop her bare bottom in the laps of all three of the newest male members before she welcomed them in her individual manner.  She held each for seconds, clasping their face to hers, and mashing her bosom against their chests.  A welcome they would not forget too soon.  She fought her way across the sea of anxious penises and beginning at one end of the lined up row of waiting cocks proceeded impaling one by one each in turn.  As she sampled the display, her mind sprinted ahead indecisive of which to settle on for her complete conquest.  Each awaiting pole of meat seemed to intrigue her curiosity more than the one she concealed.  Speaking of her conundrum, brought out the competitive spirit of each.  They added their own energies to the mix, using every opportunity to add their passions to the amalgamated union. 

Horace took the lead and rose to his feet.  He presented his troubled wand to her lips leaving John firmly planted.  Instantly he was absorbed, taken firmly between the fleshy folds of velvet suction.  He held her by the head , but only to maintain his balance.  He began to osculate in time with her bobbing head, massaging him from tip to hilt.  

Zeke undid his frame from the tangle and slipped behind her rear.  He was slippery from just being immersed many times in the loving tunnel and the first serious push against her upturned bottom opened her last loving hole.  Deepening his entry, his pubic fur pressed against her rosy round bottom.  As she tightened all the sphincter bands surrounding him, the sensation increased multifold.  He swelled even more from the tightening which reduced his ability to plunge further.  

She held in waiting her three new lovers, each sub-servant to the aphrodisiac pleasures so freely offered.  Each hanging, anticipating on every slight shift of her body.  She began to shudder, her body was flooded with reactions as the chemical changes triggered her receptive nerves to unleash a powerful climatic episode.  In turn, the swollen invaders also released their reproductive swimmers to mix within her body.  Each physical jerking manifestation brought more of the releasing pleasure hormones to their collective brains. 

