It was early November, 1971, and I was doing well in my first semester of college. I aced all my midterms. It was easy to stay focused on my school work. I didn't have the typical distractions first year college students do like trying to find themselves socially and sexually. My mother had me accustomed to morning sex the so Carla and I kept up the tradition.
As a freshman I was required to live in the dorm. It was convenient to stop by my room when I had a couple of hours between classes. During the day the dorms were quiet. I could sit at my desk and concentrate on my work. After classes were finished for the day, I went to the apartment that Carla and my sister shared.
It took a lot of convincing on my mother's part to get my father to allow Lisa, my sister, to live off campus in her second year. A lot of that had to do with Carla's parents. I had met Carla over the summer at the cabin in the Catskills. One weekend when my father was at the cabin we had Carla and her parents over for dinner. Carla's father was just like my father, conservative and prudish, when it came to social behavior. My mother convinced my father that Carla came from a good family and would be a good influence on Lisa.
That Tuesday fall morning the alarm went off as usual at six in the morning. I shut it off and rolled over to kiss Carla who was already smiling knowing that she would soon be aroused and having an orgasm to start her day. Several kisses later I moved down to enjoy her perky small breasts, eventually making my way to her luscious pussy.
"Damn Billy. You get better and better at that every day," Carla said as she settled down from her first orgasm. I kissed her again, my face covered in her cum.
"So, what's your pleasure today?" I asked her referring to the variety of positions we used for our morning fuck. Usually she wanted to take control and ride my cock on top of me. Sometimes, however, she wanted me to pound her hard from behind. Today was one of those days.
"Slam me hard doggy style," she said positioning herself on all fours.
I lined up behind her and rubbed the head of my cock along her wet slit getting it lubricated to penetrate her with a swift thrust.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Uh, huh," she moaned.
Carla pushed back as pushed in. We both established a quick pace working together to push my cock in hard and deep. I grabbed her hips for greater control, the sound of our bodies slamming together adding to the eroticism of the early morning. Carla's arms gave way when she hit another climax, her face pushed into a pillow as I continued to pummel her.
"Oh Yea," I cried out as I pumped my cum into Carla's pussy. She seized my cock with her strong vaginal muscles reacting to the sensation of my sperm shooting inside her.
"Oh Billy!" Carla screamed as her third powerful orgasm overcame her body.
Carla and I showered together, another part of our morning ritual. I got dressed for my eight-thirty class. Carla didn't have a class on Tuesday until noon so she just threw on a robe.
"You guys were particularly loud this morning," my sister quipped as we sat down to have a cup of coffee. Lisa was still in her night gown, her large breasts barely covered.
Had I not just been freshly fucked and needed to get to class, I would have gotten aroused by the sight of my sister. Lisa exuded sex, a trait she inherited from our mother.
"Well sometimes you need it rough and hard," Carla laughed.
I finished my coffee, grabbed my books and headed out the door. The brisk morning air invigorated me even more as I made my way onto the campus. I could see a crowd gathered by the entrance to the building where my early class was held.
Campus police had the building roped off and were turning students away. They informed us that classes were canceled for the morning. It was another bomb scare. I didn't have another class that day until early afternoon so I decided to head back to the apartment instead of the dorm room to get some work done.
When I opened the door of the apartment and entered I heard the sound of my sister moaning.
"Yes. Yes. Right there," Lisa cried out. The door to her bedroom was open. "Oh yes," she moaned loudly again. I could tell she was ready to come to a climax, Carla was finger fucking her at a rapid pace.
"Come on in Billy," Carla said to me sensing my presence since her back was to me.
Lisa's pelvis bucked up, her back arched as hit her orgasm. Carla dove down to her pussy to catch with her mouth the stream of fluid Lisa was ejaculating. I set my books down and watched in awe my girlfriend and sister. I didn't know then the extent of their sexual relationship.
"Hurry up Billy," Carla commanded. "Take your clothes off and fuck Lisa while her pussy is still flaming hot."
I quickly shed my clothes, my cock was already erect from the erotic display. Carla moved aside and I mounted my sister missionary style and started pumping away in her nice tight pussy. Lisa had a quick succession of orgasms, ejaculating copious amounts of cum. Her body was shaking underneath me.
Carla helped pull Lisa's legs back, I penetrated my sister deeper. This wasn't the first time we fucked. We did so with mom during the summer and a few times here in the apartment when Carla went home for a weekend.
"Holy Shit," I yelled as I exploded inside my sister. Lisa tensed up gripping me hard. Then she went limp as the last of my cum flowed out of my retreating cock. Lisa's bed was soaked.
"Come on Billy," Carla said taking my hand, helped me gather up my clothes and led me out of Lisa's room. "Your sister had some pretty intense orgasms. She will need to rest."
Carla and I plopped down on our bed. She smiled and kissed me.
"You came back unexpectedly," Carla said. "Guess you caught us in our Tuesday morning love making session," she stated.
"You two have sex every Tuesday morning?" I asked surprised. "I didn't know you were getting it on," I said.
"Since the summer," Carla told me. "Actually, your sister came on to me. I never did anything with girls before. I fantasized a little and your sister has such an awesome body."
We laid there in silence for a few minutes gently touching each other's naked body. Then Carla spoke up.
"Lisa told me about your family secret," she said timidly.
I didn't know how to respond. Carla told me to fuck Lisa. I didn't think about it in the heat of the moment. Carla knew I had sex with Lisa before. I wondered if Lisa told her about mom as well.
"Don't be ashamed," she said. "I think it's wonderful that you and Lisa and your mom can be so intimate."
"You're alright with it?" I asked sincerely.
"Alright?" she responded. "I love you even more for it. It's courageous to throw away society's taboos and be honest with yourself," my girlfriend said to me lovingly. Carla slapped my dick lightly and laughed. "Now I know who taught you to be such a good pussy eater."
We embraced and kissed. Then I went down on Carla bringing her to an orgasm. It was such a thrill to see her satisfied.
*******
I had my last final exam and my mother was going to come and pick Lisa and I up to spend the holiday break at home. I was going to miss Carla and our morning sex ritual but I looked forward spending time with my mother and sister while my father was at work. Carla knew about my relationship with my mother and she wasn't jealous, rather she expressed a desire to participate in a threesome with my mom and I or even a foursome including my sister.
I thought it would be erotic as well but I didn't know how to approach my mother. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy sex with another woman, she had sex with Lisa, I was afraid of how she would react if she found out that Carla knew our family secret.
When we arrived home it was almost as though mom couldn't wait to get Lisa and I into her bedroom.
"I'm so horny," mom said. "This hasn't been easy having both of you away," she complained.
It took less than a minute before we were naked and in my mother's bed. Mom immediately descended on my cock, licking and slurping my stiff erection.
"My god," mom said looking up at me. "It's so nice to feel a real, hot, throbbing cock." She took a few more licks and sucked on the head of my penis.
"Billy," mom began. "I want to introduce you to something else," she said and hesitated. "It's something I enjoyed a long time ago with your father," she told my sister and me.
"Back when things started going sour between us, your father thought he was punishing me," mom started to explain. "He bent me over the kitchen table and ripped my panties off. Then he took some cooking oil and poured some on my butt and shoved his cock in my butt hole."
"It really hurt at first," she went on. "But then it started feeling really good. I actually had an orgasm which I never did when he fucked my vagina. When he was done I pretended to be angry and told him never to do that again, knowing that would make him want to do it more," she concluded.
"Wow, mom" Lisa said. "I heard about anal sex but I always thought it would really hurt and be, you know, messy," my sister said sitting on the bed playing with her tits and rubbing her vulva."
Mom went over to her closet and rummaged around. She came back holding a dildo that I imagine was about six inched long and not very thick. It was smaller than my cock.
"Lisa, I'll let you borrow this if you want to experiment," mom said to my sister. "Just make sure you hide it well so your father doesn't see it. And use plenty of K-Y jelly," she said holding a tube of the lubricant.
"Billy, let's see about getting that beautiful hard cock of yours in my butt," mom said to me with a hint of laughter.
I watched as my mom worked some of the jelly on her butt hole with her fingers. Lisa was stroking me, keeping me hard while keenly observing our mother prepare herself. After a minute of manipulating her anal opening with her fingers, mom squeezed some more K-Y on her hand and applied to my cock. She got on her knees, her head resting on a pillow, her butt in the air. She reached around and spread her butt cheeks exposing her opening which was glistening with the jelly.
"Ok, Billy," mom said. "Just line your cock up to my hole. Don't push in," she said. "I'll push back on you."
I did as she told me, placing the tip of my cock at her anal opening. My mom felt it and started slowly pushing back on me, engulfing the head of my cock.
"Push in slowly now," she instructed. "Pause when you are all the way in so I can get used to it."
I did as instructed, slowly penetrating my mother's bowels until my balls rested on her butt cheeks and waited for my mother to tell me next what to do.
"Oh, that feels good," mom moaned. A few seconds later she told me to start fucking her. I started slowly pulling out but not all the way before pushing back in.
"Fuck me hard, Billy," mom cried out. I picked up the pace and pushed as hard as I could into her tight ass. It was an amazing sensation, my cock sliding hard in and out of my mother's opening, her soft round ass bouncing with each forward thrust.
"Oy god," mom screamed as she pushed her shaking body back hard into me. It was getting too much for me to control myself. I exploded, pumping stream after stream of my semen onto my mother's bowels. Mom collapsed under me, pushing my cock out, my discharge oozing from her.
"Wow, that was amazing to watch," Lisa said.
I looked down at my penis to see if there was any poop on it but it looked clean. Lisa moved over on the bed and started to touch my deflating cock. Mom must have noticed her playing with me.
"Billy, go to the bathroom and clean yourself off good," mom commanded. "You better wash your hands too," she said to my sister.
Lisa and I got up off the bed together and made our way to the bathroom where Lisa took a wash cloth and soap and cleaned my penis and groin thoroughly. We went back to the bedroom and started playing with each other. As soon as I got hard again, I fucked Lisa.
All three of us showered and dressed before my father would get home from work. Mom went to the kitchen to prepare dinner while Lisa and I hung out in the living room talking.
"You know Carla wants to have sex with mom and me. Maybe even a foursome with you," I told my sister.
"That would be wild," Lisa responded. "I really like Carla. She is hot," my sister commented.
"How are we going to ask mom if Carla can join us?" I asked. "She said we must keep our family secret to ourselves. I don't know how she will react to Carla knowing about us," I explained.
"I'll think about it. Maybe there's a way we can let Carla in with mom just accepting her as part of us," Lisa said with a hint of confidence finding a solution.
*******
Friday evening we were sitting around the dinner table eating. Father wasn't there and we didn't expect him until late that night. It was the day of his office Christmas party so he was probably going to drink too much and fuck one of the office girls before he would find his way home.
I was helping mom clear the table while Lisa washed the dishes when the phone rang. Mom answered the one on the kitchen wall.
"It's for you Billy," mom said handing me the receiver.
"Hello," I said into the mouthpiece.
"Hi, it's me," Carla said on the other end of the line. "I have a nice surprise Christmas present for you."
"Really? What is it or do I have to wait to unwrap it on Christmas Day?" I joked.
"I have tickets to a show," she told me. "Jesus Christ Superstar," she said. "It's for Wednesday matinee. We can meet up in the city."
"That's great," I responded. I had been wanting to see that show. "We can out for dinner afterwards. My present to you," I said.
"Guess what else," Carla said.
"What?"
"I have three tickets," she said.
"You want to invite Lisa along?" I asked.
"No," she replied quickly.
"Who then?" I asked puzzled having assumed she would want my sister to join us.
"Your mom," Carla said emphatically.
This was going to be awkward. It would have made sense having Lisa along with Carla and I since my mother knew we were good friends and Carla was Lisa's roommate. How was I going to ask my mother to go and shun Lisa.
"That's going to be a bit unusual," I said in a low tone of voice, stretching the cord to the phone around the corner so I wouldn't be overheard.
"Is Lisa there?" Carla asked. "Put her on the phone," she commanded.
I went back around the corner from the dining room to the kitchen and told Lisa that Carla wanted to talk with her. After a minute Lisa handed the phone back to me.
"See," Carla said. "No problem. Lisa will tell your mom about the tickets to the show and tell her she can't go. Then she will suggest that your mom goes with us. Perfect plan."
"Alright," I said reluctantly.
"We can meet at the theater," Carla said.
"Alright," I said again. "See you then."
"Bye," she said.
"Bye," I returned before hanging up the phone.
Lisa was explaining to mom why she couldn't go on Wednesday. Something about plans she had made with friends from school about meeting up at the mall.
"Why don't you go with Billy?" Lisa asked mom. "Billy, you don't mind mom going with you. Mom is cool and Carla likes her," she went on.
"I think that's great," I said. "How about it mom?" I directed myself to my mother.
"Well, I suppose so," mom said. "I really like the music," she added.
*********
Wednesday came around. My mother and I caught the train into Manhattan with plenty of time to spare so we wouldn't be late in case we ran into a snag. We were standing by the theater when I noticed Carla walking up to us.
"Hi Billy. Hi Alice," Carla greeted us. During the summer when we were at the cabin in the Catskills where I met Carla, my mother insisted Carla call her by her first name instead of Mrs. Johnson.
The show was fantastic. Mom and I thanked Carla profusely for inviting us to see the Broadway production. As we were leaving I was about to ask Carla and my mother where they would like to go for dinner. I was thinking about something different like and Indian or Armenian restaurant when Carla piped up.
"Oh," she said. "I made reservations for dinner. I know you said you would treat Billy but I want today to be totally my present," she stated. "You'll just have to get me something else for Christmas."
"Ok," I said. "Where to?"
"There's a nice restaurant in the Sheraton across from Penn Station," Carla explained. "It's not too far to walk if you're alright with that Alice," she said to mom.
"Sure," mom replied. "I like to walk in the brisk weather," mom added.
It was about fifteen blocks from the theater to the Sheraton. It was nice that late afternoon. First we had a drink in the lounge before being seated in the restaurant. Mom and I both had Filet Mignon for dinner, Carla had crab stuffed lobster. The conversation centered mostly on Carla's work with environmental groups helping to clean up the Hudson River.
"I have a little surprise for both of you," Carla announced as we were finishing dessert and coffee. "First of all, I don't want you to get mad, Alice," she said. "I could sense something about both of you last summer at the lake," she went on timidly. "I cajoled it out of Lisa so don't be mad at her," she pleaded.
My mother picked up immediately what Carla was referring to. Her expression was more of surprise than anger when she looked at me. Carla took a hotel room key out of her purse and looked at my mother.
"I've had an attraction for you, Alice, since I first got to know all of you last summer," Carla said demurely. "Please," she begged of my mom.
Mom sighed and looked at Carla. There's was no way mom could not be attracted to Carla. Carla exuded sexiness, strength and confidence. My mother was completely sexually liberated. Mom smiled at Carla first.
"Oh, good," Carla said. We got up from the table, Carla charged the meal to the room and we went to the elevators. In the elevator, Carla kissed mom lightly on the lips. "Thank you," she said to mom softly.
In the hotel room, Carla had me stand by the bed next to my mother.
"This is my treat for you," Carla said. "Let me undress you and pleasure you. Both of you."
Carla began with my mother first, unzipping her dress and letting it slide off my mom's shoulders, dropping to the floor. She pulled my mother's slip over her head, leaving mom in her bra, panties and stockings. Then she loosened my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. I helped Carla pull my shirt off, then my t-shirt.
"Oh my, they're so beautiful," Carla cooed removing my mother's bra. Carla cupped my mother's large breast and kissed her nipple. Carla slid mom's panties down exposing her silky smooth pubic hair. Carla touched her, eliciting soft moans from my mother.
My cock sprang to attention as Carla helped me out of my trousers and underwear. She gently kissed the tip of my cock before turning her attention back to my mother who was standing there naked except for the nylons on her legs. Carla sat both of us down on the bed while she began a seductive striptease.
"Oh Carla," my mother moaned as I watched my girlfriend ravish my mother's pussy. My mother's pelvis bucked and I watched her body shake, her back arched as Carla brought my mom to a climax.
"Thank you for teaching Billy so well," Carla said to my mother.
Carla had me lie down and motioned for mom to ride my cock as she sat down on my face. I could feel my mother grinding herself on me. I licked Carla's pussy, her fluids flowing on my tongue. There were pauses in the moans emanating from both of them, I assumed they were locking lips with each other.
I knew when my mother was having an orgasm, the way her vaginal muscles clenched my cock. She was having one now, I could feel here warm fluids bathing my cock as she slammed herself down on me in the frenzy of her climax.
My mother dismounted me so Carla could take her place. Carla sometimes groaned when she lowered herself on me. She was tight, I could feel my cock stretching her. Mom laid down beside me, rubbing my chest and in spurts rubbing Carla's clit as Carla bounced her nubile body up and down.
When Carla climaxed it was like the dam broke loose. Her fluids gushed out of her soaking the sheets underneath us. This time was no different, I felt the river of her vaginal fluid streaming over my balls. Riding me cowgirl style was both my mother's and Carla's favorite positions. They were in control, not me. I preferred fucking them from behind which I usually would wind up doing to finish.
This time the two women had a different idea how they were going to share the results of my ejaculation. Carla wrapped her fingers around my shaft and started stroking me furiously. Mom's fingers played with my balls until they began to tense up.
"He's almost there. Get ready," mom warned. Carla had her mouth open ready to catch the first rope of cum. She got it and pulled back. The second splashed on Carla and my mother as mom moved in position to capture the rest. Her lips locked tight around my cock, she sucked until nothing more came out of me.
Mom and Carla embraced in a long kiss. I could see little bits of my creamy semen drooling from each of their mouths. They must have been swapping my cum back and forth. It was the most erotic scene ever displayed before me.
We played around for a couple hours, a little teasing along with some serious fucking. It was around tem o'clock when mom noticed the time. We all at once rinsed the scent of sex off our bodies in the shower and got dressed. The last train was at eleven for both my mom and I and for Clara to get home.
"Clara is quite the erotic woman," mom said to me as she drove from the station to the house. "Have you and Lisa had sex with her back at school?" she asked me.
"Yes, but it wasn't until a month ago," I explained. "I had a class cancelled and when I went back to the apartment Clara and Lisa were going at it. They wanted me to join them. That was the first time. They told me they were doing their lesbian thing together since the beginning of the semester."
"I hope you and Clara work out as a couple," mom said. "She is a very sexy woman with a terrific attitude. I wouldn't mind having her for a daughter-in-law."
When we got back to the house my father was crashed on the sofa with a half a bottle of Scotch on the coffee table. Mom and I quietly walked past him and up the stairs. At the door to my parent's room, I paused and gave mom a kiss. I went on to my room and started to undress when Lisa came quietly in my room.
"What's with father?" I asked my sister as I removed the rest of my clothing.
"I don't know but when he got really smashed he kept mumbling something about 'that bitch'," Lisa said. "I want to know how it went with you," she probed as she pulled her nightgown over her head. "I was getting so horny thinking about you guys."
"It was amazing," I told my sister.
"Well, I hope you have a little left for me," Lisa said.
"We'll have to be quiet," I warned.
"How about a nice slow loving fuck," she suggested.
Lisa and I crawled into my bed and fucked missionary style, mostly with our lips locked in kisses to stifle any moans. She had a few soft orgasms before I came inside her.
*********
Winter break was over so mom was driving Lisa and I back to school. Clara had called me and told me she was going to be at the apartment a couple of days before we were to arrive. She said we had better be prepared for an afternoon of wild, foursome sex. Mom laughed when I told her I better hold off for a few days so I have enough juice to take on all three of them. She told me it didn't really work that way.
Carla had bought a king size mattress to replace the one we had in our room so the four of us could comfortably screw around. Carla put darker drapes on the window in our bedroom and lit some candles to set the tone for an afternoon of love making.
Instead of pairing off we managed to engage each other all at once in a free-for-all of changing positions and bodies stacked in different configurations. I managed to get my cock in all three women before my first orgasm which I unloaded in my mother. Both my mom and Lisa, who had just two weeks earlier had discovered the pleasures of anal sex, had my cock in their butts. Clara seemed eager to give it a try.
Mom coached Clara threw her first anal encounter without the benefit of having experimented with a dildo. Clara yelped when she pushed back a little too strongly and half my cock penetrated her all of a sudden. She began to relax and I pushed myself all the way in. I waited until she felt comfortable with me filling her bowels. Clara had an amazingly strong orgasm when I shot my second load in her.
We all showered after the anal round. The last hour we were all together was an oral feast. Lisa had me shoot my last load on my mother's tits. Mom scooped a little up with her finger for a taste, Clara and Lisa licked the rest from my mother's tits.
"Thank you for a wonderful afternoon," mom said as she was leaving.
"You know it's less than an hour's drive," Lisa said. "You could visit us sometimes."
"I'm busy volunteering at the disabled children's school and you all need to concentrate on your studies," mom responded. "Anyway, I have my toys."
Lisa, Clara and I spent a relaxing weekend in the apartment before classes started on Monday. We discussed how we could get mom to go away with us over spring break. We thought up all kinds of excuses she could have for my father.
Monday morning Clara and I were back to our early morning routine having sex but now it included Lisa who slept with us in the new king sized bed.
It was the Christmas holidays in my sophomore year in college. The year was 1973, about to be 1974. Lisa, Carla and I tried to spend weekends at home with mom whenever we could, which wasn't often enough considering our workload. Mom was alone in the house now having divorced my father after finding him in their bed with one of his assistants. She already knew about his affairs and didn't really care but when she caught him, the perfect opportunity to get him out of her life presented itself.
We were all staying at the cabin in upstate New York that summer as we had done for most of my childhood and into my adulthood. One day mom got a frantic call from my cousin Beth telling her that my Aunt Betty was in a bad car accident and Uncle Harry was in Los Angeles on business and she was having trouble getting ahold of him. Mom left abruptly to go tend to her sister who was then in the emergency room at Mercy hospital.
Mom stayed with Beth as Aunt Bettie went through surgery. They had finally reached Uncle Harry at his hotel that evening and he took the next flight back to New York arriving at the hospital at two o'clock in the morning. The surgery went well and Aunt Bettie was going to be alright. Mom said she left the hospital about three a.m. and went to our house which was only a few minutes' drive away.
Mom was exhausted and went directly to her bedroom to get some sleep. When she opened the bedroom door she saw my father and a young woman sprawled naked on her bed. Mom said she thought a moment how to play out this scene and finally decided to wake the both them by pouring ice water on their exposed genitals. She said she simply told my father to take his whore and get the fuck out of her house. Mom went a lawyer and three months later the divorce was final.
Mom had dinner waiting for Lisa and myself when Carla dropped us off. Carla went on to her parent's house for the holidays with a plan to visit us for New Years.
"Did you get through your finals alright?" mom asked my sister and me.
"I had a really tough one with chemistry," Lisa replied. "I really needed to ace it to improve my chances of getting the internship with the EPA next summer," my sister explained.
"How about you Billy?" mom asked me.
"I did well. It was mostly writing papers and essays," I told her. "Philosophy is more about ideas rather than facts," I explained.
"So, how are you doing, mom?" Lisa asked. "Have you considered dating now that you're free from that asshole father of ours?"
"No," mom responded with a hint of sadness. "I'm not sure how to go about it," she confessed. "I work with all women at the school for the disabled children. I don't know where I would find an eligible man."
"Who says it has to be a man," Lisa blurted out.
"Wow, you are certainly getting progressive with your feminism," I commented.
"Why not? You know how much I enjoy sex with Carla and mom enjoys sex with me too. Don't you mom?" my sister said looking directly at mom.
"Well, yes," mom replied. "But you know society isn't going to accept it. Besides, I like the feeling of a nice hot cock inside me," mom said winking at me.
After dinner we had a glass of wine and we all felt the sexual tension in the air. Lisa I and guessed from the way mom responded to our earlier questioning that she hasn't had sex since Lisa and I were home at Thanksgiving. I looked at mom and smiled, the thought jumping in bed with my beautiful mother again was starting to give me an erection. I glanced down at my crotch to give mom a hint.
"Okay, now," mom spoke out. "We should make our way to the bedroom before the wine makes us lazy," she suggested.
"Yea," Lisa shouted wasting no time, already pulling her sweater off over her head.
The three of us made our way to mom's bedroom, Lisa shedding her clothes along the way. Mom started to undress me while my sister, naked by the time we approached the king sized bed, was trying to undress mom. Lisa had mom's skirt and panties off when mom fell to her knees to pull my trousers down.
"You have the most beautiful cock I've ever seen," mom said to me. I loved the way she touched me, fondled my balls.
Lisa insisted on removing mom's blouse while mom intermittently licked my throbbing erection. Finally, my sister had mom completely undressed.
"Come on," Lisa urged anxious to get mom and I into bed. I didn't feel the urgency, enjoying my mother's oral worshipping my cock and balls.
"Billy, please," my sister pleaded. "Fuck mom so I can suck your cum out of her hot wet pussy," Lisa said.
Mom got in bed and spread her legs. Lisa pulled mom's ankles up, holding her legs to expose mom's inviting vagina, her silky soft bush glistening with her arousal. I gently rubbed the head of my cock along my mother's labia, lubricating it with her womanly juices, eliciting moans.
"Oh baby," mom cried. "I need you in me," she begged. Slowly I entered my mother giving her the enjoyment of the gradual sensation of me stretching her open.
"Oh yes," mom moaned while I picked up the pace and thrust harder into her. Mom was breathing hard. Lisa let go of mom's ankles when mom pulled her legs away and tightened them around me. Mom's vaginal muscles seized my cock.
"Oh god, Billy," mom cried out as she orgasmed. My cock was still inside her, bathed in her hot cum.
When mom calmed down from her climax I resumed pounding in and out of her until I could feel my own climax coming on. Mom could feel me building also and it threw her into another frenzied orgasm. I pumped my semen into my mother's vagina, both of us clenching each other in a sweaty embrace.
I sat on the edge of the bed, catching my breath, watching my sister dive into my mom's pussy. Mom had barely recovered from her second orgasm, when I shot my load into her, as Lisa brought her to her third with her oral ministrations. Mom's cum, mixed with mine, and gushed all over my sister's face.
Mom's body went limp after coming down from three powerful, successive orgasms. Lisa moved herself to the bottom of the bed and positioned herself on her hands and knees, her pussy and ass displayed in the air.
"Get over here and do me," Lisa said to me. I was already hard again from watching my sister and mother, an erotic scene of two women, one pleasuring and the other being pleasured.
I stood up and moved to the edge of the bottom of the bed. I lined my cock up with my sister's slit and pushed in.
"Fuck me, Billy," Lisa shouted out as I pummeled her pussy with my stiff rod, thrusting in deep while looking at my mother's hot body lying there, exhausted and content.
It didn't take long for Lisa to orgasm, she must have been worked up with the anticipation of tonight, as if she was in a constant state of arousal all day. She had watched Clara and I fuck early that morning back at the apartment before we packed and left to go home for the holidays. I had already shot off two loads that day, early in the morning into Clara and in the evening into mom.
"God, I'm going to fucking cum again," my sister cried out as I relentlessly ponded my cock into her. When she did I slowed down to rest, my legs were getting tired.
"Lisa, my legs are giving out," I said to my sister. "Let me on the bed and you get on top," I suggested. We switched positions. I laid down and Lisa straddled me, guiding my cock into her wet cunt. My sister rode me up and down and back and forth as I laid there next to my mother.
"Lisa has nice tits," mom said to me. She did. Mom and I watched them bounce while Lisa worked her way on my stiff rod to yet another orgasm. Then she turned herself around and rocked herself around, my cock feeling every inch of the inside of her vagina.
Lisa's orgasms were now coming in waves, her cum pouring out drowning my balls. Mom helped her along by lubricating two of her fingers with her own juice and poking them into Lisa's butthole. It was like my mother was massaging my cock through the thin membrane separating my sister's pussy from her rectum. Still I always found it difficult to get off in that position.
"Jesus Christ, Billy. Aren't you going to cum again?" my sister blurted out.
"You know I usually don't when you are on top like that," I told her.
"Well, I'm fucking getting dizzy," my sister said as she dismounted me.
"I'll take care of you the rest of the way, Billy," mom said positioning herself with her face by my cock. Mom massaged my balls while she bobbed her head up and down on my cock. This time it wasn't cock worship. My mom was working her lips and mouth with the intent of getting me off.
It didn't take long before I was emptying my balls into my mother's mouth. Mom was sucking it all in and swallowing it. She looked at me with her loving eyes, smiling as she swallowed the last of my cum.
"I think we're ready for another glass of wine," mom said standing up out of the bed. She threw a light silky robe around her magnificent mature body. I put on my boxers and Lisa chose to remain naked as we went back to the living room for a glass of wine.
"Do you want something stronger, Billy?" mom asked. "I have a nice bottle of brandy. It's very smooth," she said.
"Sure," I replied.
I sipped on the brandy sitting on the sofa between my mother and sister.
"Don't you think swallowing cum is one of the most intimate things you can do for a man?" mom said to Lisa.
"I never really thought of it that way," my sister responded. "I just like the way it tastes and feels in my mouth. I actually let it linger before swallowing," Lisa explained.
"I enjoy your cum when I'm eating you out and you orgasm," I said to Lisa adding, "Both of you taste really good. Carla too."
"Speaking of Carla. Is she alright with the four of us spending the night together on New Year's?" mom asked Lisa and me.
"Remember how she was with you, mom, and me that time at the hotel," I reminded my mother. "Besides, Carla and Lisa get it on regularly."
"She is really into sex, mom," Lisa added. "I know she is going to get really into it."
"What is she going to tell her parents?" mom inquired.
"She's going to say that we are having a New Year's party and we insist she stay over in our guest bedroom so she can enjoy herself and not worry about drinking too much," I told my mother.
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It had been over a week since I had seen Carla and despite having wonderful sex with my mother and sister, I yearned for her. We were tied together emotionally in a different way than I was with mom and Lisa. It was a different, unfamiliar love that drove my desires for her. While I connected with my mother and sister on a level of familiarity, Carla and I were reaching new sexual and spiritual heights together.
"Hey sexy," Carla smiled at me arriving at our house for New Year's.
"You're looking particularly hot yourself," I responded when she took off her coat revealing herself in a low cut, tight fitting short red dress. "Wow," I commented further. "How did you get your father to let you out of the house with that sexy dress?" I asked.
"He and my mom were getting themselves ready for a party when I slipped out unnoticed," Carla explained.
"As much as it turns me on to see you dressed like that," I started to say, "I can't wait to get you out of it."
"Oh, look at you the horny one," Carla kidded. "Haven't you been enjoying yourself with those two beautiful women all week?" she said gesturing to my mother and sister.
"Yes," I whispered to Carla. "But I desire you the most. I'm horny for you."
"You are so sweet," Carla said kissing me on the cheek.
"If you two love birds need to ravish each other, it will be about an hour before dinner is ready," mom said. "Go on," she ordered.
I never sleep in my bed at home anymore when I am there since mom's divorce. Mom, Lisa and I sleep together. So I led Carla to my room for an intimate round of carnal pleasure, not to disturb mom's bedroom which she prepared for our later activities.
"It's going to take me a minute to get out of this," Carla laughed squirming her body out of the tight fitting dress.
"Leave the stockings on," I told my lover. "You look hot in them."
Carla and I kissed frantically as if we hadn't seen each other in years, not just a week or so. I couldn't get enough of her fantastic body, her perky tits, her smooth belly, hot thighs and of course, her extraordinarily exquisite pussy that tasted divine and intoxicating.
We fucked with intensity and collapsed in a heap of satisfaction. Carla put her fingers down to her cunt to capture my cum she squeezed out. She smiled licking her fingers.
"I think we have the perfect recipe," Carla said as she continued to capture more cum on her fingers. "Here have a taste," she offered her cum coated fingers to me. I licked them clean.
"Yes," I said, "the perfect recipe.
There was a knock on my bedroom door. "Come on you two sex demons. Mom has dinner on the table," Lisa informed us.
"Has it been an hour already?" I questioned.
"An hour and fifteen minutes," my sister retorted. I just looked at Carla and thought about how time suspends itself when you are in sexual bliss.
I put on a robe and grabbed one for Carla out of my mother's room on the way to the dining room figuring it didn't make sense to get dressed again since the night would be spent mostly naked in my mother's bed.
We sat down and ate my mother's wonderful lasagna, drinking a glass of red wine. When we finished Carla and I helped my mother and sister clean up the table and the dishes. Afterwards we sat down in the living room. Mom and Lisa had made themselves comfortable in the meantime as well, wearing nothing but a light robe.
"You know that Junior Year Abroad program you considered," Carla said to me. "Studying in Germany for a year," she went on. "I think you should do it."
"I thought we didn't want to be apart that long," I responded.
"I know," Carla said. "But an unbelievable opportunity has come up for me and I won't be going to grad school. At least not right away after I graduate in the spring."
"What's the opportunity?" mom asked.
"Sarah Rothstein, one of the leaders in the Women's Movement I've been in contact with set me up to work for Bella Abzug, be part of her staff. One of Bella's assistants in Washington is leaving next summer. It's perfect. I can go work for the Congresswoman right after I graduate," Carla explained.
"My god, that's wonderful," Lisa said with excitement. "Bella is a hero of the Woman's Movement. You are so lucky."
"Carla, this is great," I added to the congratulations. "I am so happy for you. You will really get invaluable experience."
"Well, we only have six more months before the hottest sex goddess moves away so we better start right away having our fill of her," Lisa joked. "On to the bedroom."
Mom and Lisa attacked Carla with hands, mouths and tongues. I just watched these three beautiful women engage in an orgy of pleasuring each other. When Carla finally got a chance to come up for air she motioned me over to her.
"I want to watch you fuck your mom again," she whispered in my ear. "That was so hot when you two fucked at the hotel."
Mom had her head buried between Carla's thighs. I scooted their bodies up a little to the head of the bed so I had room to fuck my mother from behind. I picked my mom's butt up to expose her pussy. She let out a moan when I pushed my cock into her sopping wet cunt.
Carla and I locked our gaze on each other as I pumped my cock in and out of my mother. Carla held my mom's head down in her snatch. It looked like Carla reached an orgasm first. Then I could feel my mom cum. Lisa was also watching intently rubbing and pinching Carla's nipples.
Carla kept on holding my mother's head down. I thrust harder and harder until I was about to cum again. Mom's screams were muffled by Carla's thighs and pussy. Suddenly Carla's body jerked up, her pelvis pushing mom away. Carla let out a long deep moan as she came into a simultaneous climax with my mom and me.
Later on when the four of us took a break to recover and watch on TV the ball drop in Times Square, I had to ask what was going on between my mom and Carla that got them off while I was pounding my mom's pussy.
"So, how was my mom able to get you off while I was fucking her incessantly?" I asked. "She couldn't have had any control licking you," I surmised.
Carla laughed. "Your mom was panting so hard, her warm breath rhythmically on my clit got me off," she explained. "Then you were pushing so hard you pushed her face into my clit and she bit down on me when you made her cum. That made me cum again."
"Wow," exclaimed my sister. "That's something we are going to have to try on me," Lisa stated emphatically.
"Sex is a never ending journey of discovery," mom said with a smile.
"It's time," Carla shouted.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three two, one. Happy New Year," we called in unison.
We had another drink. Made toasts for each other's success and happiness. It was a beautiful new year full of hope, promises, love and adventure. We played in bed until we all collapsed from exhaustion.
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I had an internship for the summer of 1973 with a publishing firm reviewing manuscripts for spy novels, a genre I was very well read in. I had bought a car so I could make my weekly treks to Washington to see Carla. On Fridays I would drive to Brooklyn and park my car where it was cheaper than in Manhattan and take the subway into work. After work I would make the four and a half hour drive to Washington.
Carla worked incessantly for the Congresswoman, sometimes even consuming most of our weekends together. I didn't mind. Every moment with Carla was transcendental bliss. Most of all, we promised each other we were going to have fun and enjoy ourselves.
My internship was over the last week of August and I didn't have to leave for Germany until the second week in September, their semesters ran differently than ours. For those couple of weeks I stayed with Carla. We consumed as much of each other as we could handle.
My group was scheduled to fly out of JFK on a Sunday afternoon. Carla took a couple of days off work and came back to New York to spend with me and my mom before I left.
"Isn't morning sex the best," Carla said lying in bed with my mom and me that Sunday morning of my departure after a hot round of sex.
"I need to have a little talk with both of you," mom seemed to get serious. "You are young and full of life with an expansive future ahead of you. Please don't hold each other back with promises and jealous ideas of what your commitment is to each other."
I looked at Carla wondering where my mother was going with this.
"If on your adventures," mom went on, "other people come into your lives don't be afraid to let them in. Don't be afraid to love them because of your love for each other. If there's anything that has made your relationship, our relationship, grow over the past couple of years, it's our acknowledgement with each other that love is expansive, not restrictive."
Carla kissed and hugged mom, then we hugged together.
"One last thing," mom said. "Also, don't be afraid to share with each other, tell each other your adventures and feelings knowing that we are bound by love, a truthful, honest love."
I said my good-byes at the airport that afternoon ready for another adventure propelled by the love of my family and Carla.
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I arrived in Heidelberg with the group in the Junior Year Abroad program. Each of us was assigned to a student housing unit. Mine was on the fourth floor of a twelve story building. Each floor had fourteen individual rooms that consisted of a bed, a desk, a table and a sink. The common areas on each floor had a kitchen, living area with a television, several chairs and a couple of sofas, four individual 'water closets' and a shower room that had four stalls. There was a dressing area for privacy for each of the showers.
It was still a couple of weeks before the semester started when we arrived so there weren't many students on campus yet. In my unit there were only four of us, Jamal, an engineering student from Afghanistan, Lauren, from Italy and Anita, a petite, spunky young German woman from an area she referred to as Schwaben in southern Germany. It was Anita who helped me get accustomed to the norms of the living unit. She was outgoing and somewhat of a flirt which made me feel comfortable.
The second week there, the other students began to arrive and I kept busy meeting them and trying to remember their names. Friday nights, it would turn out. Would be when most of us gathered communally for dinner. Other than that evening, we were on our own.
Carla, my mother and I agreed that we would write each other weekly, no matter how boring or mundane the week was. We also agreed to hold nothing back, share all of our emotions and about the people we met. Mom wrote back interested in what I shared about Anita. Carla also expressed how happy she was that Anita took an interest in me, wanting my experience to be fun and fulfilling.
The first week of classes was a whirlwind of adapting to my new environment and getting to know my new living arrangements. Friday of that week I ran into an awkward situation going to take a shower in the morning. Anita had told me that it was easiest to wear a robe and carry a small basket of toiletries along with a towel when showering. That Friday morning Anita and I got to the entrance of the shower room at the same time. As I was taught to be a gentleman, I opened the door and ushered her in. Three of the four stalls were taken.
"You go ahead," I told Anita. "I'll go back to my room and wait." Anita gave me that flirtatious smile.
"Let's shower together," she said. I was a bit surprised and off guard at her bold suggestion. She grabbed my hand and pulled me along into the dressing area of the only unoccupied shower stall.
Anita disrobed. I was aware that European women were not accustomed to shaving their body hairs. I had noticed previously that Anita didn't shave her legs which were covered with fine black hairs. Then I saw she didn't shave her armpits either like most American girls do. What really caught my eye was her massive hairy bush of black pubic hair that seemed out of proportion on her petite body. Anita's small breasts were consumed by large brown areolas and large, thick nipples that protruded disproportionately. Anita's exotic naked body had my cock starting to swell slightly.
"You have a very nice looking penis," Anita said. "Are you Jewish?" she asked bewildered.
That question took me by surprise until I realized that most German men were probably not circumcised like many Americans.
"No," I replied. "In America boys are circumcised when they are babies," I explained.
"I like it. It is beautiful," she said feeling my growing cock. "I heard that American girls also shave their body hair," Anita commented. "Does my hair bother you?"
"No," I replied. "It is exotic," I said not really knowing how to respond. I remembered how Carla would trim her pubic hairs so they wouldn't show when she wore a bikini. My mother's and sister's pubic hairs were fine blonde which I hardly noticed. I suppose exotic was a good description of Anita.
"My mother is from Spain," Anita explained. "That's where I get the dark hair from," she said taking my hand and rubbing it on her mound.
We finished showering and I had to stay behind for a minute after Anita left to let my erection deflate so it wouldn't stick out from my robe as I walked back to my room.
My mind flashed back on the morning shower with Anita during the course of the day. I couldn't get the image of her naked body out of my head. Later that evening we had our communal dinner and sat around drinking wine and beer telling each other about ourselves and what we were studying.
Around eleven o'clock everyone made their way back to their room. I settled in and began to write Carla about my encounter with Anita when there was a knock on my door. I got up from my desk and opened the door to see Anita there in her robe as if she were about to take another shower.
"Come and help me," she said. "Do you have a razor?"
"Yes," I responded confused.
"Help me shave my legs and underarms," Anita said. "Get undressed. We will do it in the shower."
I undressed, put on my robe and grabbed my razor and shaving cream. First I snipped her underarm hair and then had her raise her arms as I lathered them up and shaved them. I shaved one leg and had her shave the other. We ran the water to rinse off when Anita handed me the scissors again.
"Trim my pubic hair," she said. "Like the American girls in their bikinis do."
I had watched Carla trim herself a few times so I had an ideas what to do. Touching Anita around her pussy was not only getting me aroused but it was also getting her. I lightly slipped a finger inside her outer lips so I could gauge how close to snip her hairs. Anita was giving off the aroma of arousal as I lingered cutting the hairs around her vulva. It was an exotic smell unlike I was used to.
I ran the water again so she could rinse the loose cut hairs off her. Anita took a hold of my cock and looked up at me.
"Bumsen?" she asked. I looked at her puzzled. I had a good German vocabulary but this was a word I wasn't familiar with. "Ficken. Fuck," she said.
We were obviously both ready and desirous. I really wanted to get a taste of her exotic pussy.
"My room," she said. We dried off and put on our robes and quickly made our way to Anita's room. We kissed while we let our robes drop to the floor. I picked up her petite body and placed her on the bed, spreading her legs, diving face first between them to taste her womanly juices.
"Nein," she cried out pushing my head away from her vagina. "I smell," she said.
"You smell divine," I responded. "I want to taste your sweet nectar."
Anita looked at me as if I was crazy.
"You will love it," I assured her. "I will make you orgasm."
I went slowly back to licking her labia. She didn't resist. I spread her lips open and exposed her clit. Like her nipples, her swollen clit was much bigger than my mother's, sister's or Clara's. I licked it and sucked on it, driving her to an amazing climax. Anita's body bucked and writhed.
I hardly let her calm down when I pushed my cock slowly into her wet gushing pussy. Anita cried out as I stretched her tight opening with my hard cock. It was her intoxicating aroma, exotic body, I held while pumping my cock in and out.
"Ah, ah, ah," Anita panted. Then a loud "Ja," she cried out as she came to another orgasm. I didn't slow down. I kept thrusting harder, my cock bathed in her erotic cum.
I started to feel my orgasm building so I pulled out and sprayed my sperm all over her tiny belly and tits. We laid there in silence for several minutes recovering from a fantastic fuck.
"That was my first time," Anita said. "My first time ever to have an orgasm."
"I'm happy I could do that for you," I said. I went to the sink and got a washcloth to clean my cum off her. "I better get back to my room," I said before kissing her and leaving.
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I wrote Carla and my mother about Anita giving them a detailed account of our encounter. Carla was the first to write back.
Bill,
I am very excited for you. Anita sounds intriguing. Isn't it wonderful you can share your magic? I read your letter in bed and guess what I did? I got so wet and my fingers worked me to a frenzy. It was the first time I had an orgasm since being with you and your mom before you left. I hope you and Anita have some more hot sex. I love reading about it.
Like I told you, I have been engrossed in work. It is very satisfying to be engaged in the front lines of feminism. Next month we are going to a conference and rally in San Francisco. It is for NOW. I am becoming very active in the Washington chapter. I am trying to get your mom to be active.
I love you, Bill.
Carla
I was so happy that Carla was doing the work she loved.
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Several weeks later Anita caught me before I headed off to class. She had something urgent to tell me.
"I answered an ad for a model at the art school," she said. "I got the job and I told them about you because they also needed male models."
"What did you tell them about me?" I asked.
"That you have the most beautiful penis," she said. "Can you come with me later this afternoon and talk to them. We wouldn't model together but is thirty-five marks each session."
"Alright," I said not sure I knew what Anita was getting me into.
Later that afternoon we went to the art school were Anita was going to work her first session as a nude model for the students. She introduced me to the instructor, a woman who appeared to be in her early fifties. She explained that each session was about two hours. I would not have to hold the pose the entire time, they allow for breaks.
I told her that I could be available Monday and Wednesday afternoons so she set that on her schedule. I would start the following Monday.
When I arrived on Monday, Gisela, the art instructor showed me to her office where I could undress and wear a robe to the studio. She led me down the hall to a large room with a high ceiling. The one wall was glass windows, letting in natural light and allowing passersby to peek in and look at the models and the artists' work. There were twelve students arranged in a semi-circle around a platform.
I took off my robe and Gisela positioned me in a pose. She didn't make any introductions, just told the students that I would be their male model for the next couple of months. I didn't really look at any of the students while I was posing, concentrating on not moving a muscle.
During the ten minute breaks I talked with a few of the art students, getting to know them a little like all the people I ran across since I arrived in Germany. There was a trio, Rolf, Anna and Hedwig who appeared to be good friends and seemed receptive to befriending me.
A few weeks after starting the modeling, Anita and I went out to club to go dancing on Saturday night. The 'Disco' craze and electronic music was beginning to take hold in Germany as it had back home. That Saturday night Anita and I went to the bar for a beer when Rolf, from the art school, came up to us and invited us to sit at a table with Anna, Hedwig and himself.
"Are you a couple?" Hedwig asked.
"I don't know," Anita laughed, "but we are more than good friends."
"Like you bumsen?" Rolf joked.
"Exactly," Anita replied.
We all danced with each other throughout the night, having a good time. When the club thinned out getting ready to close, Hedwig and Anna asked Anita and myself if we wanted to go to their apartment for another beer.
Their apartment was more like a large studio with easels scattered about, a small kitchen, a sofa and a mattress on the floor.
"We are like Bohemian artists," Anna explained. She motioned for Anita and me to sit down on the sofa as she handed us a beer.
I noticed one of the partially finished paintings appeared to be two women having sex. Their likeness resembled Anna and Hedwig. I stood up to take a closer look.
"That's how we imagine ourselves," Hedwig said to me. "We are working on getting into erotic art," she explained further. She took me over to another canvass that was only so far as a sketch. It depicted a man kneeling in front of another man, about to give him a blow job.
"That's Rolf with one of his friends," Hedwig said. I hadn't picked up on Rolf being homosexual.
Anna was showing Anita some prints she had of erotic art. We all sat back down as Hedwig explained the direction their art was going.
"There are a lot of people who appreciate erotic art," she began. "Rolf, Anna and I are thinking of opening a studio and gallery of erotic art here in Heidelberg."
"Yes," Rolf added. "We are looking to do a small scale version of a gallery in Paris and invite different artists to join us. A place where they can get exposure for their work."
"Both of you are models," Hedwig said. "Would you like to model for us? And maybe other artists?" she asked directing her gaze at Anita and I.
"How about we go to Paris next weekend," Rolf interjected. "You will see the kind of art we are talking about."
I looked at Anita to get her reaction. She smiled slightly before speaking up.
"I would like to see this gallery in Paris," Anita said.
"Good," Hedwig said. "There's a cheap hotel nearby. They don't care how many people we have in the room so it won't be expensive."
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The following Friday afternoon the five of us piled into Rolf's VW Van and headed to Paris. During the six hour drive, a lively discussion came up about sexual taboos. It was funny how the homosexual community felt about taboos sometimes differently and sometimes in line with heterosexual folks. Rolf explained.
"I don't think sodomy is deviant," he said. "But people think we are deviant because that's how we fuck," he went on. "Some straight women think it's taboo to have anal sex while others love it."
"That's why we can express those taboos in art," Hedwig added.
"What's the most taboo thing you ever did sexually?" Anna asked me. "I mean most Americans seem sexually frustrated, but not you. Have you done things some people might think are deviant?"
I thought about it for a moment, wondering how far I should confess my incestuous relationship with my mother and sister.
"You are hiding something," Anita said candidly.
"Alright," I hesitated. "I have had sex with my mother and sister," I blurted out.
"Both. At the same time?" Hedwig asked.
"Sometimes alone, sometimes together and sometimes with my girlfriend Carla," I told them.
"Oh my god, that is so cool," Anna said. "How did it start? Who initiated it," she asked.
"My mother initiated it," I responded. "She taught me all about sex and how to please a woman."
"He can really please a woman," Anita complimented. "The way he licks and sucks my pussy sends me to heaven," she added.
"Really?" Anna joked. "We'll have to see if he's as good as Hedwig," she laughed.
Rolf pulled the van up to the hotel. We waited there until he came back out with Anna after having secured a room. It was too late to go to the gallery, we would spend the day there Saturday. Once in the room we opened a bottle of wine and passed it around.
"I love the way your body is so clean," Anna said to Anita. "How did you go about shaving your hair and trimming your pubic hair?"
"Bill is the one who inspired me and helped me out at first," Anita responded.
"Both of you have beautiful bodies," Hedwig added while she began to get herself undressed. "We have all seen Bill and Anita naked but they haven't seen us," she told Rolf and Hedwig, prompting them to also remove their clothing.
Minutes later we were five naked bodies sitting together closely on the hotel bed, drinking wine, talking about sex while lightly touching each other's skin.
"What about that pussy eating challenge," Rolf quipped. "I'd like to see if a man can do a woman as well as a woman."
"And we should also see if a woman can suck a cock as well as a man," Anita said.
Anna laid back and spread her legs inviting me to feast on her pussy. I dove in slowly feeling her soft blonde pubic hair what reminded me of my mother's and sister's. Anna was already getting wet from my attention and also from the sexually charged atmosphere in the hotel room. I licked her slit while not forgetting to let my tongue linger on her butthole during the motion.
It wasn't long before I decided to tongue fuck her sphincter before ravishing her clit. I could tell this was a new sensation for her, she reacted surprised but her body moved like she was desirous to have me continue. I went for her clit, just one lick and her pelvis bucked in my face. I continued licking and sucking on her love nub until she exploded, spraying my face, ejaculating her juices in streams in her intense orgasm.
"Oh god," Hedwig screamed. "I've never seen a woman do that."
Anna took a while to come down from her climax. Hedwig stroked her arm lightly. I rubbed her thighs which were covered in her cum.
"I heard about women ejaculating," Rolf said. "How do they say it in English, 'squirting', I think. I never thought I would actually witness it."
"I guess that settles that debate," Anita said proudly.
I noticed that both Rolf and I were hard. It wasn't surprising for me but I didn't think Rolf would get so turned on. He was stroking himself as we all paid attention to Anna.
"Now to the next man-woman challenge," Anita said moving over on the bed toward Rolf. She gently removed Rolf's hand from his cock and lowered her head to take his penis in her mouth. Rolf closed his eyes, reacting to the pleasurable sensations of Anita's lips and tongue.
It took less than thirty seconds before Rolf shot his load in Anita's mouth, Anita gagged, Rolf's cum dripping down her chin onto her perky small breasts. Rolf appeared to collapse back onto the bed as if he let go all his sexual energy in one burst.
Anita smiled cleaning Rolf's spunk off her face and body.
"Look at him," Anita said. "I bet he never came that hard from a guy sucking him," she claimed.
"I've never seen him cum like that either," Hedwig added.
"You have seen him have sex with men?" I asked Hedwig.
"Sometimes we double date," Hedwig explained. "We have wound up in bed but only having sex with our partners," she went on.
"Bill?" Anna began to ask. "If it's alright with Anita, will you fuck me? I want to know how a cock feels inside me."
"Sure, we are not tied to each other. We are just 'Ficken Freunden'," Anita responded.
Anna kissed me. "I never had an orgasm like that," she whispered in my ear. "I want to try more." My cock was still hard, the sexual tension in the room was intense. Hedwig positioned me on my back, my cock standing up in the air. Hedwig directed Anna to lower herself slowly down on me. Anna moaned loudly as my cock stretched her tight pussy.
"Move however it feels good," Anita advised.
"I feel so full," Anna cried out. "Oh god." I felt good inside Anna. I needed to take charge, I thrust my pelvis up and down, creating a rhythm that Anna synchronized to. I rolled Anna over and kept going on top of her.
"Cum inside her," Hedwig. "Let her feel the whole experience."
"Ahh," Anna screamed as I pumped my semen in her with several powerful thrusts.
We managed to get some sleep after watching Hedwig jump on Anna after I got off her, watching Hedwig fuck Anna, grinding their pussies against each other. I had never seen Carla or my sister or my mother fuck each other that way. It was erotic.
Saturday afternoon we went to the gallery of erotic art. There were paintings, drawings, photographs and sculptures of mem with women, men with men, women with women and groups of bodies entangled in all sorts of positions, bondage and sexual acts. Some of it was hard to understand, some of arousing and some of it provocative.
We spent another night at the hotel experimenting with sexual satisfaction across our sexual identities. Hedwig fucked Anita, Rolf fucked Anna, I fucked Hedwig and Rolf sucked my cock but I couldn't bring myself to reciprocate with Rolf. Sunday morning we drove back to Heidelberg, sharing our feelings of the weekend sexual experimentations with each other.
"I'm not attracted to men or penises," Anna said, "but it sure did feel good inside me. How about you Hedwig? Did you like it too?" she asked her friend and lover.
"Oh yea, it felt good. Different but I didn't orgasm like I usually do with you Anna, even though Bill is fantastic," Hedwig answered.
"Sex always feels good to me," I offered. "Emotions are a different thing and so is attraction."
"Sex energizes me," Anita said.
"What about the erotic art, Anita? Did it turn you on?" Rolf asked.
"Yes. But how are you going to draw or paint Bill and me having sex?" Anita responded.
"I think we need to capture the expression and the passion," Hedwig said. "Maybe take pictures or film so we can always return to the moment."
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Bill,
I had the most amazing time at the NOW conference. I met a very special person. She goes by Hannah even though she was born a man. Hannah is transitioning from a man to a woman. She is very sexy looking. She has been on hormones for a few years. Hannah is a powerful woman.
I am very much attracted to Hannah. We had sex. She has nice naturally developed small breasts that I adore. Her butt is beautiful. She has the same magic tongue as you. We had a wonderful time together.
Bill, I had a lot of emotional feelings with Hannah. It wasn't as casual as you and Anita are. I want to find a way to keep her in our lives. I know you will fall in love with her.
Love you, Carla
I felt the intensity of Carla's emotions in her desire to want Hannah in our lives. This has been as much of a journey for her as it has been for me. My time in Germany has been an exploration in sexuality, Carla was on her own exploration into feminism.
I also received that day a letter from my mother.
Billy,
I am glad you are having a good time and getting to understand yourself as a sexual being. Sounds like you are deeply into eroticism. I had always fantasized sexual situations with other people, groups of people doing all sorts of things. I was never able to act on any of them because of your father.
I have been dating a man I met at the grocery store of all places. It was like a comedy routine how we met. I wasn't paying attention and ran the grocery cart into him and knocked him over. I slipped when I tries to help him up and fell on top of him. We both started to laugh. His name is Mark.
I invited Mark over for dinner. Made him lasagna which I thought would hook him in. I was getting desperate with you being gone. Well, it worked. He is an amazing lover. That first night we went at it all night. I was surprised and pleased by his stamina.
Love,
Mom
That was great news.
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Anita and I decided we would model for Rolf, Anna and Hedwig when they opened their studio and gallery. We were having fun and the idea of us being immortalized in erotic art had its appeal. Several artists joined the studio and we modeled on Saturday and Sunday mornings. There were other models who joined us for various poses.
The first painting that sold from the gallery was one Hedwig had done of Anita and me in the sixty-nine position. It was amazing how Anita was able to keep me erect for a half hour at a time. Modeling in these positions was more difficult than at the school but we were promised a commission on any of the art that sold. The gallery became very popular.
Anita was beginning to enjoy sex with women so we wound up having a foursome with Hedwig and Anna on a weekly basis. Anna became adept at fucking me by riding me. Hedwig, though, never really wanted my cock. Hedwig was having Anita pose with other women.
The first semester came to a close. There was a two month break before the summer semester began. Anita said she needed to go home and visit her family for a week and invited me to come along but I chose to take a trip to Italy with Hedwig and Anna.
When we were all back in Heidelberg, Anita and I spent most days hanging around the studio with the artists doing erotic poses for them. The gallery was getting full of paintings, water colors and drawings of Anita and myself. One day Hedwig brought a couple back into the studio where I was posing with Anita and another woman. The scene was me kneeling beside Anita who had my cock in her mouth while the other woman had her face buried between Anita's legs.
"She is an exotic beauty," I heard the older man say.
"Very expressive," said the woman.
"Can you all take a break so I can introduce you to buyer," Hedwig said. So we did and Hedwig made the introductions.
"Mr. Krula has decided he wants to purchase eleven of the works of you," Hedwig said to Anita.
"Wow. That's quite a lot," I said.
"Gabrielle and I are opening an erotic club in Berlin in a few weeks," Mr. Krula informed us. "We are going to have performances where the guests can participate. I am enamored at the exotic beauty of this woman so I would like to adorn the walls with this artwork."
"What kind of performances?" I asked being a little naïve about sex clubs. I knew about swingers clubs but I never heard of clubs with performances.
"The performances are actors engaged in erotic sexual acts," Gabrielle explained. "We encourage the guests to join in with the actors. It makes for a great party."
"We would like to invite you and the artists to the grand opening," Mr. Krula said to all of us. "And if you are so inclined we would love you also to pose as you are in the art. We will pay you very well."
"You can engage as much or as little with the guests," Gabrielle told us. "Whatever level is comfortable with you."
"It would be quite an honor," Hedwig said.
I glanced at Anita. She smiled back.
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Bill,
Mark and I have been dating several months now and we are having a great time. We are having amazing sex and he even took me to a swingers party. He is very much the opposite of your father. Mark is generous and outgoing.
When I told Mark about you he suggested we take a vacation to visit you, I hope you will be alright with that. I want to see you very much. I have been honest with Mark about everything except my relationship with you and Lisa. I will let you know when we can come.
Love, Mom
I wrote mom back and told her I would love for her and Mark to visit me. When I told Anita she was also thrilled to have the opportunity to meet my mother.
"Does your mom's boyfriend know about you and your mom?" Anita asked me.
"No, not yet," I told her. "I'm not sure how my mother is going to handle it or even if she is going to say anything."
"You better write her back and tell her when we will be in Berlin in case she plans on the vacation soon," Anita warned. "Besides the new semester is starting right after that."
I did as Anita said and a week later I got a response.
Bill,
When I told Mark about the erotic club event in Berlin he was excited and wants to go. Can you get the information and the cost to attend? The whole idea of seeing you in that setting is fascinating and I am looking forward to it.
Love,
Mom
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It was easiest to travel across East Germany by train rather than in a private vehicle that required special permissions and visas, especially for me being an American. We arrived in West Berlin two days before the Grand Opening of Nakt Nacht as the club was named. The day before we went to a dress rehearsal to see how we were going to be staged.
The club was set up in an old warehouse that was elegantly remodeled inside. There was a large room where the main event was to take place. There were bars in each corner. There were beds, sofas, love seats and chairs scattered through the room along with several platforms for the performers.
Ranier, Mr. Krula, took us on a tour. He showed us the ten private rooms where guests could go for intimate sexual activity if they didn't want to publicly engage in the large room. In each room hung a piece of artwork with Anita as the subject Ranier bought from the gallery.
Then he showed us the eleventh, a painting Hedwig had done depicting Anita and myself lying on our sides facing each other's genitals in a sixty-nine position, which was on an easel next to a bed. He informed us that the guests could meet both the artist and the subjects just as they were in the painting. Ranier suggested to Hedwig that she could be naked but didn't have to be if she didn't want to. Hedwig told she would feel out of sync with Anita and me if she was clothed.
Later that day Anita and I took a cab to the airport to greet my mother and Mark. I pointed out my mother to Anita as she walked toward the baggage claim. Mark was a distinguished tall man with greying hair and a muscular build.
"Mark is very handsome," Anita said jabbing me in my side with her elbow. "I hope I can get a piece of him myself," she joked.
"Billy," mom called out as she ran up to give me a hug and a kiss. She kissed me on the lips unabashedly.
"Mom, this is Anita," I introduced my friend. "And you must be Mark," I said extending my hand. Mark had a strong grip as we shook hands.
"I am very pleased to meet both of you," Mark said.
We took a cab back to the hotel where mom and Mark made reservations. Anita and I had been staying with the group from the gallery / studio at a cheaper hotel near the club. We had a pleasant dinner and the conversation was about catching up with our lives.
"Carla wrote me and said you met Hannah, her friend," I said to my mom.
"Yes. Mark and I drove down to DC one weekend to spend time with them," mom started out.
"Carla is beautiful but Hannah is an absolute darling, wouldn't you say so Jenny?" Mark added addressing my mother.
"She has a strong but humble and generous personality. You are going to fall in love with her," mom said to me.
"Tell us a little about yourself," Mark said to Anita who had a mediocre command of English.
"I'm from a kleine farm town in the Schwaebishe Alps," Anita told them mixing some German in with her English. She explained how she grew up in a strict Catholic family and was now enjoying her freedom exploring life.
Dinner was over, mom and Mark were tired from traveling all day so they went to their room. I had explained that we needed to be at the club a few hours before the event started so we would see them there.
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The guests were all given silk robes that were color coded based on their stated preferences for engagement. Red indicated that they were open to anything, public or private; Green indicated only voyeur; Blue was for those who would engage others but only in the private rooms; White was for those who will only engage with their own partner.
Anita was getting a lot of attention from both the men and women. A couple wanted to take Anita to one of the private rooms so Hedwig stepped in and reminded them the artists and their models were not performers who were there to engage with the guests.
Mark and mom came up to Anita and I in red robes. I introduced them to Hedwig as they admired her painting.
"You have really captured Anita's beauty and passion," Mark said to Hedwig. Anita stood up and put her arm around Mark's waste.
"Nice to see you in a red robe," Anita said in her broken English to Mark. "Do you want to fuck me here?" she said to my mother's boyfriend. I saw her reach in and take ahold of Mark's cock which was getting bigger by the second.
"Billy, I think we need to let them have the bed," mom said to me. We both stood up and watched Anita push Mark down onto the bed. His robe was wide open and his cock pointing up. Anita straddled him and started bouncing up and down wildly.
"Ja, Ja," Anita moaned. An audience was gathering, there were a number fingers rubbing pussies and hands stroking cocks I observed.
"Scheiss," Anita screamed. I could tell she was having an orgasm. It was obvious to everyone.
"I'm going to cum," Mark called out. Anita jumped off him and grabbed his cock. Anita directed Mark's cock to cum all over her face.
"Erotisch," commented one of the spectators. Anita stood up with Mark's cum dripping off her.
"Bill," she said to me, "jetz fuck your Mutter."
I knew mom wanted me to fuck her. I had her lay on the bed and I spread her legs open. I could see she was already sopping wet, I had to have a taste of her. I dove in face first, my tongue working the 'magic' she taught me.
"Oh fuck, Billy," she cried out. "Don't stop. Don't stop." I had no intention of stopping until she had a full blown orgasm, bathing my face with her hot slick juices. I sucked on my mother's clit bringing her to a body shuddering climax.
"Fuck me Billy," mom shouted. "I need your cock in me."
I mounted her and started pumping my stiff rod in and out of her hot cunt. Mom was flailing from the impact of my thrusts going deep inside her. Mom set off on a series of orgasms, each one more intense than the last. My cock was at home again in my mother getting ready to explode a stream of sperm.
"Yes Billy," she screamed, "cum, cum in me, cum Billy."
My groin tensed, I felt my balls tighten, I shot stream after stream of my milky white spunk deep in my mother's vagina.
"Oh god, Billy," mom cried as she felt my spunk filling her pussy.
The intensity of fucking my mother tapped my energy. I collapsed onto her trying to kiss her amidst the pants of physical recovery.
"It is even more erotic when a son fucks his mother," I overheard Hedwig say.
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If my mother hadn't talked to Mark about our family's incestuous relationship, it was all in the open now. As the erotic sexual event came to a close Mark approached Anita and myself and asked us if we would like to spend the week with my mother and him on their vacation. Anita was thrilled at the idea and so was I to spend time with mom.
The four of us had a great time sightseeing, going to museums, eating out at different restaurants, going to night clubs, even another night as guests at the Nakt Nacht and carnally enjoying each other. By the end of the week we all confessed to being pleasantly exhausted, satiated and content.
Anita and I saw Mark and my mother off at the airport and took the train back to Heidelberg to get ready for another semester. When I got back I found a letter from Carla waiting for me.
Bill,
Great news. Hanna got a permanent job here in Washington. It pays really well. She figures she will be able to afford the sex change operation in a year. I told her she didn't have to pay part of the rent so she could save up.
I can't wait for you to come back home. I want you to get to know Hannah. I told her all about your sexual adventures in Germany. She didn't understand our relationship at first, wondering why I wasn't jealous. I told her we were in love, that we didn't own each other and we loved each other so much we wanted each other to be free and fulfilled. I told her sex was not shameful in our world. I think she understands but she will have to get to know you to really get it.
I love you,
Carla.
I was happy for Carla and Hannah and that they were building a good relationship. My experience being around Rolf, Anna and Hedwig opened me up also to the complexities of sexual interactions so I knew I would be accepting of Carla's relationship with a trans-sexual woman.
The second semester in Germany went faster than I wanted. It was full of more experiences