In the Dark Chapter 17

by Oliver Winslet

A boy, two girls, a mom, and several others get together for late night adventures. mf, mff, mF, mFf, mFff, MF, MFF, M+F+f, mFFff, Mf, teen, voy, exhib, harem, public sex, caught

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Author's Note

This is a story meant for adult reading, only. If you are under eighteen or whatever the minimum legal age is in your jurisdiction, if you find reading stories containing graphic representations of sexual acts offending, or if reading such literature is illegal where you are, leave right now.

Chapter 17

I awoke to the voice of Maria on the telephone. She was talking with my mother. I overheard her say that we had gotten back well past the kids bedtime, and they were still asleep. No, I had been a perfect gentleman, being helpful and looking out for the girls, and for her. She bragged that I wouldn't let any of them go into the ocean unless I was nearby to help keep them safe and making sure that no one got too far away from shore. She said my mother's training showed in my manners. I didn't argue with her adult decisions, held doors for the ladies, and even opened her door for her when she got into and out of the car. She said that Joanne had gotten a 'cramp' while swimming, and I had carried her to safety, putting her gently on one of the beach towels. She paused a moment as my mother spoke, then continued saying I was sleeping on the couch and had been snoring a bit earlier. She said she would make sure I was home for supper. She listened a little longer and concluded with a thank you for letting her son keep an old woman company while her husband was working out of town, and she would like for me to join Marene and her when her husband is away in the future. Apparently my mom bought it, because when Maria hung the phone up, she had a huge smile on her face.

She came over, knelt down beside me, leaned over, and kissed my dick, which had already risen form just knowing she was nearby. She slipped the head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it as I opened my eyes and smiled at her. She smiled back, but kept making love to my dick for another minute or two. I told her how much I loved her and she lifted her head, moved up and gave me nice wet kiss. I could taste the residue of our juices from this morning. It was a pleasant flavor that I would probably enjoy tasting again in the future. I ask what time it was and she told me it was a bit past noon, so she and I had slept five or six hours. It seemed enough. I urged her up onto the couch, her lying on top of me her instantly vibrating pussy having found my dick, we spent a while quietly talking.

The car needed to be cleared of the stuff we took to the beach, and it needed to be washed to get the salt water residue off of it. The towels and our clothes needed to be washed. Our clothes needed to be dried, all of the girls needed to be fucked, and on and on and on. Worse yet, if we had begun a half hour ago we would only have about four hours. Maria got the stuff that needed to be washed in the washing machine. I went and woke the girls, by sticking my dick in Joanne and licking Marene's (remember, she's shaved nice and clean down there). Both drifted awake, but neither were complaining. Joanne was whimpering and Marene was vibrating as they gradually came to life. As they were getting their wits about them I gave them a snapshot of the walk that Maria and I had taken after they were asleep, and most importantly, a rundown of what needed to be done before we went home. I assigned them the chore of washing the Studebaker as soon as I had emptied the stuff from the trunk. I reminded them they needed to get the sand out of the trunk, too. I pulled out of Joanne, with a tiny bit of blood showing. Obviously her period had started a little early and she was not pregnant.
I abandoned Marene's beautiful shaved cunt and got both girls working on getting prepared to wash the car. I reminded them to make sure the windows are shut before they started and to be sure to wash the fender wells as well as I washed their pussies. I went to the car and started bringing things in beginning with the towels, the pair of shorts, the t-shirt, and our shoes. Then, I got the heavier stuff while Maria added the towels to the wash with our clothes. Maria got the sandwiches Joanne had made yesterday from the cooler.
The wax paper they were wrapped in had kept the bread fairly soft, and being refrigerated, the fillings were safe to eat. We put the sandwiches on a tray on the dinner table, along with a bowl of ice and a selection of soft drinks. Maria told me she was going to have one of her husband's beers, and I suggested that since the rest of us were fuck buddies, we should have one with her. She just shrugged and brought out four cans of Durst and dropped them in the bowl of ice. Maria said the washer had run long enough with soap in the machine, so she drained it and ran the clothes and towels through the wringer. She refilled the washer and tossed the clothes back in. There was nothing automatic about washing machines in those days. The girls had finished washing the car, but before I would let them sit down for lunch, Maria and I inspected their work. They had done a good job, except for leaving the hose stretched along the ground, but we forgave them that minor car washing sin and let it slide. We went inside and gorged on the good lunch. The beer wasn't sweet, but it was just right for the circumstances. Maria got up to run the laundry through the wringer again, setting it aside while we finished lunch. So far, we were doing well on time.

After lunch we all pitched in and cleaned up the mess, making short work of it. Maria told me to take Joanne and find some place to fuck her, while she and Marene hung the wash on the clothes line to dry. I grabbed Joanne's hand and led her to the trampled place in the weeds in the field behind the yard. About a half hour later I came back with Joanne over my shoulder and dumped her on Maria's bed. She had passed out again.

I apologized to Maria for taking one of the workers out of the workforce for a while, but she just laughed and told me there wasn't anything to do until the laundry was dry, anyhow. Marene came up with something to do in the meantime, beside fuck. She said we should take advantage of the time Joanne was unconscious and shave he pussy like her's was. Maria thought about it a minute and agreed, and I surely had no objections. Maria organized us for the chore, and we went into the bedroom. Maria had me pick her up and lay her on the floor. I laid her out as I was instructed, making sure a towel they had laid out was under butt. Maria and Marene leaned over Joanne's crotch with a pair of scissors and started snipping off her hair, shortening it as much as they could with the scissors. When they got around her perenium and her asshole they had me hold up her legs, wide apart and they snipped at the hair there.

Marene went to the kitchen and brought back a bowl and a kettle of hot water. She poured the water into the bowl, dipped a washcloth in it and began to moisten Joanne's now much shortened hair. Maria took Mr. Nortin's shaving brush and dipped it in the hot water, taking it out and stirring it around in his shaving mug to build a good, wet lather, which she spread over all of Joanne's crotch area. Marene had put a new blade in her dad's razor and began to carefully shave her friends pussy and asshole. It was erotic to watch. In fact Marene and her mom were both leaking girl juice from their pussies. and it was running down their thighs. In Maria's case, some of it dripped on the rug. Soon the job was done. Joanne was totally bare. I ran a hand over it, and it felt really smooth and nice. She had a little of my cum running out of her pussy, along with a little menstrual blood. I guess our timing was good. Both girls were pleased that our pussy scrubbing seemed to work as pregnancy protection. To finish the shaving process and to sooth the Joanne's skin after the assault on her pussy hair, Maria took a bottle of Noxzema and spread a generous amount over the area that had been shaved. The stuff stings a little bit, so it was probably good that Joanne was unconscious.

Maria checked the laundry and said it would take another few minutes before it was dry, and I should fuck Marene while we were waiting. It was not yet three o'clock, so we had some time. I returned to the fucking place in the field and began trying to do Marene. she told me she really didn't feel like it. She said her stomach was upset and she was slightly nauseated. I asked if that's the kind of thing she feels when her period starts. She allowed as how it was a fairly common symptom of the onset of her period. I brought her to a sitting position on my lap and cuddled her like a baby; indeed, like the one she probably was not going to have nine months from last week. I let her know what I thought and cuddled and kissed her some more. After a few minutes, I took her back in and told Maria that it looked like Marene's period was also starting. Maria breathed a sigh of relief and hugged her daughter, telling her how special she was and that she would be allowed to just rest for the next few days, until her bleeding passed.

There wasn't enough time for even a satisfactory quickie between Maria and me, so we brought in the wash. I folded the towels and Maria ironed the clothes for us. It was 3:30 and time for us to get ready to go. Joanne had just waked up and was gushing about how nice she thought her pussy looked all smooth and shaved. We all complimented her on how pretty she was down there, and she blushed with happiness. We all needed one more rinse, so we went back into the back yard, and I brought back the hose the girls had left out from washing the car, coiling it neatly, then turning it on. Once again I did the honors. I had become quiet proficient as irrigating pussies, and the girls simply moved in front of me and let me do my thing. When I was doing the all over wash down, they slowly turned around so I could clean them all over, then simply stepped back and waited while they air dried. When I had cleaned myself up and was dry enough to go inside, they filed in with me in the rear.

After a few more minutes drying, we put our clothes on to get ready to go. It felt really strange to be wearing clothes again. The seemed to bind everywhere, and it was obvious that they were too hot for the weather, even just shoes, shorts,and a t-shirt. I asked again when Mr. Nortin was expected back. She said he should be back on Tuesday of next week for another load of produce unless he got a third load to take somewhere other than what was already planned. It was not uncommon for a week long trip to develop into three weeks or a month, if he got the right loads. As it was presently planned, he would dead head the truck from Valdosta, Georgia, to Orlando, but an empty truck lost money, so he would look for a load in Valdosta, preferably for central Florida, but he would take one for almost anywhere in the eastern U.S.

He would usually only stay at home one night, regardless of when he got back. The business of transporting fresh produce was at a fever pitch right now, and he would be foolish to take time off until after the citrus crop was shipped in November. He could easily make as much money from June to November as two average workers made in a year. So, this time of year, he was pretty scarce around home. He had been trying to build a $20,000 nest egg, so he worked hard for about nine months a year and coasted the other three. He usually took the last two weeks of November and of December off, two weeks in February so he could go to Speed Week in Daytona Beach (the Daytona 500 on the beach was an exciting race), and the whole month of May. His summer and fall schedule suited my agenda, perfectly.

It was time to leave. I kissed all of the girls and told Maria that I was sorry I hadn't fulfilled my obligation to fuck her one more time. She told me not to worry about it. She was sure I would make it up to her. She reminded Joanne that she needed to put on a sanitary napkin when she got home and to go to bed early every night of her period, and that Marene would be doing the same thing. We all said our goodbyes. I particularly enjoyed the still naked hugs from Marene and her mom.

When I got home, Mom told me how pleased she was that I had gotten so many compliments from Mrs. Nortin. She explained that she was proud of me and hoped I would keep on behaving so well. About that time the telephone rang, and it was Maria calling Mom again. Listening to Mom's side of the conversation, I heard a few expressions of pleasure and a couple of almost disbelief. The call ended shortly after Mom said something about being able to help out. Since I was still standing there, she filled me in on the other side of the conversation. It seems that Maria had told Mom about the work I had done getting the remnants of the beach trip taken care of and telling her that I had even apologized because I didn't finish one of the things I had been asked to do. But, the important thing was, Mom had agreed to help Maria out by letting me stay at their house overnight, beginning tomorrow on most of the nights her husband was away, driving his truck. I was to come home every day for supper and family time and could come back around bedtime, which was essentially what I was doing now with my summer tent sleeping routine. I'd just spend the night at the Nortin's instead of in my tent. I liked that, a lot. Maria was getting more and more of my respect, particularly as clever sexual activity planner.

Even though I was clean and in clean clothes, Mom didn't know that and told me to get my bath before Dad got home and get ready for supper. I was ready for dinner when he arrived at 5:30. He had time to take off his coat, vest, tie and shoes and wash his face and hands before dinner was on the table. We had one of Mom's usual, super good meals (hot bread, Salisbury steak, purleau, spinach, and a nice fruit salad) and pushed back from the table with our usual, very full, after dinner feeling. Boy was she a good cook. Dad took a few minutes to change into a pair of loose fitting jeans and a pull over shirt before joining my mother and me in the living room. She and I had a game of rummy going on and we were listening to 'Fibber McGhee and Molly' on the radio. Dad came over and kissed Mom on the cheek and picked up the Orlando Star (afternoon paper) to catch up on the news and read the comics. Mom and I continued our game through 'Fibber McGhee and Molly,' 'Amos and Andy,' and 'Jack Benny' before I told them I was getting tired and was going out to the tent. It was already 8:30.

While we played cards, Mom would, between chuckles at what was going happening on the radio shows, chat with me about the nice things Maria had said about me. A couple of times she got my Dad's attention and shared a tidbit with him. He seemed happy that I had made a good impression on Mrs. Nortin. There was no question that Mom was pleased. She filled Dad in on her agreement to let me spend the night at Maria's home most nights as long as I came home for our regular family time. Dad didn't object, saying something about it not affecting Mom's and his time with me. If it made Maria feel safer having a man, albeit a young one, he understood and was all for it, if I didn't object too much and didn't cause any trouble. He did caution me to do the things I was told to do or he might have to discipline me. I told him I would try to do the right things, all the time I was at the Nortin's. He seemed satisfied. Mom reminded Dad that I now had two of the neighbor ladies complimenting me on my good behavior and manners. He just smiled and said, "Runs in the family." Mom said, "Oh you!" With that I was out the door.

I was naked when I crawled in between the sheets on my cot, falling asleep almost instantly. I was sleeping very soundly when I slowly became aware of something soft, warm, and wet enveloping my dick. Oddly my dick was hard and seemed happy to have whatever was happening happen. I slowly opened my eyes and discovered, in the very pale light of the stars, a slender, beautiful, naked, blond woman sucking on my cock. I said, "Good morning to you, too, Maria." She stopped sucking, stood, straddled the cot, and settled her already vibrating cunt onto my dick and said, "I'm glad you're awake so I can do this. I was afraid you wouldn't wake up until after you shot off in my mouth, and I's much rather have your cum in my pussy." I just held out my arms for her to hug me so I could kiss her and fondle her beautiful body. She leaned forward, resting her tits on my chest and offered me a kiss, which I accepted. I ran my hands from her shoulders, along her spine and into her butt crack, teasing her asshole and then squeezing her just right sized butt cheeks. When I had gently prodded her asshole, she jumped a little and her vibrations strengthened, so I did it some more, each time getting a nice increase in her vibrations, until the were small quivers. She began oscillating her hips more and more rapidly. It felt good.

I slacked off a bit and whispered in her ear, "Maria, listen to me. I can't let you cum here in the tent. You are so loud when you cum that you could easily be heard by my parents, and if you pass out, I'd have to carry you home, and I don't know what time it is , but it feels like about ten o'clock. This is a little early to be carrying a naked woman around, and I don't know where your clothes are." She stopped humping my dick, and sadly, I felt her vibrations slow a bit. She whispered back, "I came here naked, so you'd have to go to my home to find any of my clothes. I understand why you are worried, though so I'll stop and go home." I whispered back, "No you won't, at least not alone. I'll come with you." She grinned at me in the dark and whispered, "OK!" She jumped up off of me and taking my hand nearly dragged me outside.

She turned around and backed up to me with her back arched, and I entered her. She clamped down on my dick and led me to the street. Assessing the risk of being caught, I noted no lights on in any neighbor houses, except the one on Elizabeth that was at the end of my street. The house between them and the Nortin's was the Rigsbys, and their house was dark. It was also a really dark night with a little cloud cover that added to the darkness. The only light was from the stars, filtered through the clouds, so even 20 or 30 feet away and we would be just shadows walking by, and very hard to recognize farther than five or six feet away. It looked safe enough if no cars drove by, which was very unlikely. So we were on our way. When we got to Elizabeth street, we turned to the right instead of the left, headed toward the school.

There were several homes that were lighted along the way to the streetlight. but a determined Maria just moved right along, clamping down on my dick with her pussy any time I showed any hesitation, keeping me moving with her. If you are being led to your doom, I can think of worse ways to go. She went right on down Elizabeth until we reached Princeton and turned left, seemingly with a specific destination in mind. She acted as if she was unaware of traffic passing us, and there were several cars that did. As with last night, they seemed to ignore us. It took only about 15 minutes to reach Orange Avenue, she was walking so fast. At Orange, she just made sure no one was going to run over us and strolled across the street, ignoring the service station across the street and the signal light in the intersection.

She kept going straight ahead. There were no sidewalks here so we walked in the street. We were rapidly approaching Mills Street. At Mills she turned left on the sidewalk that had returned. It was just a block from Lake Estelle, where there was a public swimming beach that my family and I had enjoyed since I was little. As we neared the lake, she told me over shoulder that she had always wanted to go skinny dipping here. She explained that she knew we had been skinny dipping in the ocean just yesterday, but this was different. It was more public, and the water was fresh and still. At that moment I would have been happy to have any place to hide, and under water seemed a good choice. I squeezed her tits to let her know it was OK, and followed her down the bank of the lake and into the lukewarm water.

It was a relief to be out of site, even if it was for only a few moments. Maria swam out a few yards, tread water for a few seconds and then swam back. She kissed me and did it again. She kissed me again when she came back the second time. The third time I followed her. When she stopped to tread water this time I swam up to her and hugged and kissed her. We sank . . . under the water. We each let the other go and swam back up, breaking the surface sputtering and spewing water. I quickly kissed her and aimed her toward shallow water. Once there, I kissed her, and hugged her like I was afraid I had lost her. She did the same to me.

She said, "Please fuck me. Do it on the beach." I simply said, "OK," and led her toward the road and onto the narrow beach. I laid her down and began doing what she asked. I did say to her, "Please try not to pass out on me. We are way too far away for me to carry you home, and I really don't think it will be safe to wait here until you recover because of the noise you almost always make. Please?" She replied, "Ill try . . . seriously."

This was not gentle love making. This was slam-bam-thankj-you-ma'am. I hammered her pussy, feeling the vibrations become tremors, palpitations, palseys and finally massive thrashing. It occurred to me that if I didn't shoot off in her, she might not get that little extra push that carries her to unconsciousness. She was making a pretty good amount of noise, but the only people who would be near enough to hear her would be cars driving by. My balls were rising to flush her pussy with cum, and just as the first blast of jism squirted out, I pulled out of her cunt and just let it fly wherever it wanted to go. She abruptly stopped thrashing, lifted her head to look at me, and saw cum flying out of my dick all over her tits, belly and cunt. She remained alert, but looked a little disappointed.

I got up and simply dragged he back into the water to clean her up. I made short work of it, and told her we needed to leave, since she had been pretty noisy and may have been heard. I pulled her from the water, up the beach to the road, and along the road beside the lake (Estelle Avenue?) toward the Florida Sanitarium and Hospital, a private hospital run by the Seventh Day Adventist Church.

It was a nice old, Typical wood frame, Florida structure with a porch all along the lake side of the building with several dozen old fashioned porch rockers for the patients and their families to enjoy on warm days. Inside it had twelve-foot ceilings with ceiling fans in every room. There were big windows that opened to let air circulate. Even on the hottest days, the building was comfortable.

In those days the only air conditioned buildings in Orlando were retail stores and a very few office buildings. I was 25 before I lived in an air conditioned building. I was 30 before I worked in one. To the best of my knowledge there were no air conditioned residences in the Orlando greater metropolitan area, and that covered a lot of real estate and about 20,000 people.

Maria an I got back to Orange Avenue and crossed the street. I don't remember much about the stores on this side of the street, but across the way there was a florist that was next door to Johnson's Cushman Motor Scooters store. Johnson's son and I were classmates at Memorial Junior High. We kept on walking, turning back toward home on Princeton. I had noticed a clock in one of the store windows showed the time to be 12:36. At least we now had time helping us to keep ourselves out of jail. And, I still think the way my hands were on Maria's tits and the way she had her back arched helped make her look clothed from the front.

To perhaps confirm this premise was our being passed by an Orlando Blue and White going in the other direction. They didn't even slow down. Of course they were not expecting any trouble, since in those days, the crime level in Orlando, specially in that part of town was so close to zero as to not matter. The police patrols were just proforma, giving the taxpayers a sense that they were getting their money's worth. I learned as a young adult that the North Orlando area was a plumb that every patrolman wanted. The area was safe, quiet, and pleasant, day or night. And there wasn't an eatery in the area that didn't welcome the police with free coffee and donuts any time of the day or night. I knew of one little hole-in-the-wall restaurant that didn't even sell donuts, but had them for the officers who patrolled their part of the town.

Back at Elizabeth Street Maria led us to her house. She told me she still wanted me to fuck her properly. I guess that meant to fuck her until she fainted. It was a very attractive idea to me, too, so when we got to her house I followed her inside. We went to check on Marene, who was snoring very softly. It actually was comforting and reassured me that she was OK. She was lying on her bed on her back, spreadeagled with arms and legs akimbo. She was a charming and beautiful thing to see. I leaned over her and kissed her gently on the lips. She shifted slightly and smiled in her sleep. I loved her so much. Maria also kissed her and then smoothed her hair.

Maria took me to her bedroom and closed the windows and the door, even though it was a warm night. She told me closing the room up while we were fucking would keep her from disturbing the neighbors. I just smiled. Obviously she wanted to be fucked senseless. I was happy to oblige. She also told me to go back to my tent if she passed out and not to worry about leaving her full of cum, since her period should start in about five more days. I was willing to take her word about that.

She backed me up to the bed and pushed me back. She told me to get in the middle of the bed, then she climbed on top, straddling my body and sank down on my dick, her vibrations enveloping me. I decided to do the work until she demanded that she take over. She started rising and falling, working her strong thigh muscles and her glutes to create the motion. It was an easy, steady pace that felt really good, particularly with the incredible muscle control she had over her pussy muscles. It was so pleasant and seemed to be a true act of love, not just lust.

Each time she rose and fell enhanced my libido. Her vibrations had already risen through qu8veris to the level palpitations. It was amazing how her pussy telegraphed her level of arousal. She leaned forward and laid herself on top of me. Her tits crushed into my chest, her arms slid under my shoulders, and she was kissing me. I reached around her and squeezed her to me. She was now fucking me by arching her back to raise her hips and letting gravity drop her back onto my cock. She had sped up, considerably. She was beginning to thrash around a little, not yet at all uncontrollable, but definitely closing in on her being fucked unconscious, or in this case her fucking herself unconscious.

I decided that I would participate, whether she wanted me to or not. I began to thrust up at her, lengthening the stroke of my cock in her cunt and matching her rhythm, exactly. Our bellies were crashing together. I was crushing her to me with my arms. My balls had begun to rise. Her thrashing was moving both of us around on her bed. She had begun to scream. It was only screams, not any kind of words. just screams. I blasted the first shot of another load of my sperm into her cunt. I kept thrusting, but I knew she felt every eruption from my dick into her pussy. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she collapsed on me, suddenly just dead weight. She hadn't fucked herself to death, because I could feel her breathing. She was taking huge deep breaths through her mouth. She was the epitome of thoroughly fucked beauty. I could think of nothing more beautiful than she was at that moment.

I kissed her tenderly and then gently rolled her off of me onto her back. I arranged her arms and legs so that she looked comfortable and left the bed to open the door and windows. Finishing that I returned giving her a gentle kiss on her lips, each nipple, her belly button, and her protruding clitoris. I marveled again at her beauty and left. I checked again on Marene. she was still sleeping soundly. I kissed her again and got another nice smile before going out the back door and rinsing the fluids and odors of sex off of me. I dried off walking back to the tent.