Graduation Presents Opportunities for the willing (closed for Homerun2611)

[wickedpen]

It was six fifty and I was to be at Max's at seven for our high school graduation party his parents were throwing us. Just Max, me and a hundred or so friends, nothing big. Yeah right? I lived in a mansion with three other people conditioned to be calm and thoughtful. This was a hedonists delight.

"You used the last of my fucking eye liner?" I screamed towards the noise of my brothers playing what they call music. As I ran in my towel to my mother's make up table and used her eye liner, I pondered if many brothers use their little sister's eye liner? Certainly not Max and his crew I smiled with my sexy face for a minute thinking of ....damn.

Back to my room and pulled up the yellow Lycra mini that made my hip bones pop in the mall fitting room, and I know Max gets off on my hips. The matching yellow halter top held my "best asset", as my beloved brothers call them, like they were made for each other. Not that my tits needed any real support. One of the genetic blessings I can thank my mother for. big firm tits, I gotta work for every other inch. One last look in the standing mirror and a turn to see if my well worked ass will catch eyes. I am wearing panties, if that is what you are wondering, a yellow silk thong. I am not a slut. No bra though. not a prude either. I pull my long, straight dark chestnut hair over my shoulder in a pose pretending to hide behind it playfully for my reflection in the mirror.

My mother raised her voice, "Lia you are going to be late!" unconcerned that I looked like a street walker during fleet week, or that this "upper class" neighborhood of testosterone overdosed alcohol fueled young men licensed with a complete lack of social boundaries makes for troubling times for a less adventurous girl. She was concerned with punctuality. I can hear her now, "get home! I don't care how drunk you are drive home now! It is after curfew."

"No shit." I hissed to myself as I passed. Mom was standing with another martini after a long week of work. She was cool, a cool bitch, but I loved and admired her, but tonight was about letting go for a night at least.

I grabbed the keys to my candy apple red jeep with it's bikini top. I jumped in and fired up my jeep, which I love, the rumble, the power on my foot. I grabbed my Dolce and Gabbana sunglasses off the seat slid them up into my hair to hold it back. I headed to Max's family "estate" as I called it with all cool stuff for parties, of which they had a lot. I don't know if they had more money than we did, but they certainly spent it as though they did.

Max's house was an oasis in a desert of social demands and familial obligation. I could relax. His mom was so nice almost to a fault. She would never let anything happen to anyone. She was like a non judgemental angel looking over us with a hand that could cool the hottest temper and heal the worst injury. A mother hen always alert. And his dad was awesome too, but different. Life of the party different but they matched nicely. Always with a joke or something interesting to talk about. They say if you want to see what your potential partner will look like when they are old, if that is true, I will be a lucky girl.

And tonight we were all allowed to drink. Drinking was not unusual but with someone's parents, even the Harrisons, it was going to be interesting. I was nervous as I parked on the street, the driveway already packed. I turned off the jeep and sat back as the thought that has anxiously haunted me all week is this is my last summer with Max. I know he says we won't break up but we both know we will. I wipe a tear from my eye saving my make up. I checked my red lipstick in the mirror and ran my pink tongue over my glistening white teeth. I was ready.

I walked up the driveway with my black heels clicking with every step. When your my height, (five two) you need every inch you can get. This was the land of giant blonde lacrosse players and volleyball destroyers. Like perfect Norse mating routines.

Having assessed this situation from my position at a very early age I determined my best real chance was in my skirt, as my heels force my legs to flex with every step. As deep as you want to go with that. Immediate gratification or family tree growing under this skirt lay pathways to alternative futures of carnal desire. I hope Max takes one of those pathways, my mind wonders.

The door was open and the music, laughter and talking was loud at first. I walked in unnoticed by anyone but his little brother Spencer, still in middle school but the mayor of it, just as his three older brothers had been. I winked and let him have a nice look as I smiled at him. Cheap thrill I know but I was young too, just eighteen and i am sorry but having a man, well male react sexually to me is stimulating. Am I a slut? Don't judge.

I continued in, knowing the way from my many visits with Max. The kitchen was a mob scene. I saw Mrs Harrison behind the kitchen island and waved as she was busy making something in the oven. She smiled warmly at me and I would swear the warm sweet smell of chocolate chip cookies filled me with joy.

I said "hi" to a few friends as I looked for Max. Out by the pool I saw Mr Harrison tending the grill.

"Hi Mr Harrison" I said smiling up at the mountain of a man. Max was tall but Mr Harrison was tall and broad. I felt tiny but safe next to him. The beer in his hand and the other holding a grill tool, his eyes lingered over me a little longer than normally socially acceptable but I was used to it. Not any different than a boy in a bar. I mean I a technically a woman now, eighteen and all.

"What ya got cooking?" I ask looking onto the grill. I can't help but move with the music as the setting sun darkens the pool area, lit elegantly and low as we make small talk.

"I wonder where Max is?" I said and then said "I am going to go look for him. See ya later Mr Harrison." and I was headed back into the party.

 

[Homerun2611]

These parties tended to get out of hand. Both my wife, Elizabeth, and I loved to entertain. Eve though we had professional servers handling drinks and open plates and catering we also liked to add our own touches. Lizzy was a velvet gloved general, never wanting the spotlight, but with incredible organization skills that made events like this, or the regular barbecues and pool and garden parties which were almost a weekly event get pulled off flawlessly even though I knew that she worked her ass off to make sure everyone was happy, and in turn then, so was she.

I not only loved my wife but I admired her. In many ways she was perfect, smart, reliable, she had a center of faith and who she was that was admirable. She socially drank, but would always stop after one or two, she liked being in control, which allowed me to often slip out of the same. She was strong and made sure the boys had a foundation of religion that I had neither been raised with, nor had a strong appreciation for, except for the sense of peace it gave her in dealing with adversity. She let me be me, an outgoing, more extrovert who thrived in the spotlight, and I let her be her.

Our early marriage and dating had been hot, and I wasn't sure why or how we had gotten to where we are. It was sometime after our third son, almost 15 years ago now, that our sex life started to take what was a reoccurring theme of many marriages, frequent sex, turned to weekends only, as raising kids is a constant effort and as bedtimes get later, the mom's bed time gets earlier. Somehow we rekindled one night, and for the only night I remember my wife being actually drunk, we conceived our final guy, the fourth boy in our band, and her friends brought bottles of Bacardi to the hospital room as a friendly joke to our little oops, or in her mnd, our final blessing. Whether it was the difficulty of shedding the final baby weight, or the onset of very early menopause, or just plain out fatigue and other priorities, over the few years after that, if somehow we connected monthly it was a shocker.

Relationships evolve though. And we were partners in every sense, a source of strength and very good friends who worked well together. The one paradox being while my wife had zero libido, mine was as strong as ever, unfortunately unrequited. Oh, I'm sorry, I am Rick Harrison, 48 year old Managing Partner of a large downtown financial services firm, and around here, the well known and outgoing father of the Harrison boys, who also goes fondly by the nickname coach for the role I have played in this community for so many years and my interaction with at least teh 40-50 some boys who would be at this party and were all sort of fifth through 100th sons of both Lizzy and I.

Tonight was Max's night, the celebration of the end of a highschool experience straight out of the story books. He was a good student, and an all state football and baseball player who accepted an offer to go play Ivy League baseball. Cornell had come in late and he had switched his commitment, but couldn't wait to head off to Ithaca.

Neither myself nor my boys were angels, I believed in work hard play hard, and they were all a nice blend of Lizzy and myself. They reflected some aspects of her spirituality and also loved the sucking of the marrow that she was only partially aware of, and had no desire to know more. Part of the marrow was the young ladies that called and gathered to them like butterflies to a flame. As much as I had tried to ignore it, these were no longer little girls, particularly Max's current, Lia, as hot and sexy of a little number as you could imagine.

In her bright yellow, curve hugging outfit, it was like the sun just walked in. It was so interesting as she was shy and quiet, but her clothes and body just screamed, 'sex on a stick'. My brother in law, actually my wife's sister's husband, who was 5 years older than me, but just as horny and my partner in crime in many activities that would probably get us both served divorce papers, was the first one to come up to me. "Jesus, Rick have you seen Lia, what have they dated two years? Is Max finally fully tapping that...if not you know his uncle..."

I laughed, "Yeah right, yes, they finally closed the major deal a few weeks ago, since then I think they have been like rabbits...and good fucking luck, you think she is interested old guys like us?" In fairness both Bill and I were good looking, and if it was a bunch of 30 or 40 somethings, we would get more than our fair share of flirtatious overtures, that we would both gladly reciprocate. However, it had been a long time since either of us had engaged in any type of extracurricular activity, even pretty innocent. "Remember what it was like, God Damn, to have that screamin and biting at your chest and ear..." I felt my cock stir and couldn't help but sigh..."Of course I remember, but the memory is getting awfully, painfully distant."

Lia's posse, the pussy posse as we lusty admirers referred to them, had arrived before her. They were hanging on to Max, his older brother and their friends who were already engrossed in beer pong down by the pool. This was the night my boys were allowed to officially start drinking at home and Max was the second so initiated. I knew they drank some in high school, but other than a night or two, they stayed under control, and when they didn't their friends knew well enough to call me. I was not judgmental, I would punish, but not humiliate. As long as they were honest, but if they hid it, drove drunk, well...hell hath no fury.

Bil walked away and suddenly Lia was there herself, and I was a bit self conscious as Bill's recent walk down memory lane had me more than bit hard in pleasant memories. I was wearing dressy shorts and a golf shirt and loafers, a normal look for me. "Hi Mr Harrison.... she came over to me, and I was frustrated my hands were full, as I enjoyed sliding my arm around her tight little body far more than I should have. Instead I leaned in and gave her a friendly peck on the cheek. "...What ya got cooking?"

Lia's and my relationship had been evolving as her's and Max's was. I knew they had fooled around like all kids over the last two years as they dated. Max was also really honest and open with me, and he had taken her virginity about a month ago, a week before prom. Then, I was one of the dad chaperones of the prom after party, up at a friend's massive lack house, I had inadvertently walked in on Lia quite demonstratively riding my son cowgirl, in one of the bedrooms I thought was a bathroom. I'm pretty sure she knew it was me, but I exited quickly. Listen they were headed to college soon, and it would have been more than hypocritical for me to preach abstinence. My wife couldn't know and if she did would have blamed the girl for seducing her sweet son, LOL!

There were also the times she came up from the basement, her shirt on inside out, I would discreeetly signal her to change, and she would smile embarrassed but appreciative. I thought it was cute, and I could only feel envy for my son who was wearing a shit eating grin. I just hoped he was being good to her, she was cute and no slut, she was just taken with my young gladiator, but he was a good boy with a big heart and I could only smile and wish I still could feel that young heat!

"Nothing as hot as you look..." I winked. "I am grilling up steak sandwiches, but I have plenty of chicken breasts for you and those that want them...but Lia...don't you think you might want to try some nice red meat...somehow I think you would really like it!" She giggled at the double meanng, not knowing I was actually referring more to myself than Max. Off she bounded to find my son and rip him from the clutches of her "friends" but damn, those young legs...that dress, thohse heels...that ass...even though I couldn't stare at her tits...I watched every step...damn I was hungry!

 

[wickedpen]

Breasts and red meat made me think perhaps Mr Harrison's mind was where his son's has been I thought as I walked through the throngs of people. Never failed to get felt up a few times crossing a group like this. We were not the best class at anything but maybe lust, I used to think when I first got here. Now, especially after the last few weeks I have discovered why, it's awesome!

There he was, Max with his shirt off clearly well on his way. I smiled from the shadows as Becky fucking Mulligan and her big tits seemed to want him, I mean the next game, and if that game was naked behind the pool house and Max was more than welcome.

I walked out as Max caught himself and laid a nice long kiss on him as his hands traced my shorts around the back of y thighs and my tongue awoke his sleeping monster.

"When you are done with these warm ups, let me know..." I said loud enough fro all his buddies and Becky to hear easily. I then took his beer and drank it, letting a little run down my neck as his glassy eyes followed it down until it stained my top over my abs.

I winked at him and walked away. I could hear his buddies goading him for not following and Becky talk loudly but I knew I was hot and he knew what he would get later.

 

[Homerun2611]

My enjoyment in watching Lia, I did wonder if she had any idea how my eyes traced her every step, focused liked lasers on the hemline of her shorts, hoping it rode up enough to enjoy a quick flash of her firm, toned ass cheek. Unfortunately as my eyes followed her, and saw her wrap her arms around my son, slip her pointed tongue into his mouth, a few things were obvious. They were very comfortable in their intimacy and the expression of the heat they engendered in each other, and two, my son was on the verge of being out of control.

Luckily, I caught Buck’s, Max’s twenty one year old older brother’s, eye and it took one crick of my finger to have my son quickly at attention at my side. A female friend of mine had once remarked what an attractive and virile den of wolves we were raising, but then looked at me and said, but there is no doubt as to the alpha is, is there? My boys had my unconditional love, and in return I had their love and respect. No one had their back more than I did, but no one also held them more accountable. I looked at Buck, “Clean him up, I want him sober and back down here in 20..” Buck looked over at his ruggedly handsome younger brother, “I guess the pup’s still gotta learn huh?” He smiled, I wasn’t. “Then teach him, or at least remind him...NOW”.

My boys knew the drill, Buck more than any, playing hard was fine, even encouraged, but he was a Harris and there were expectations. Max’s grandmother, aunts and uncles, and untold numbers of family friends were here tonight. The rules were simple, represent yourself well, shake hands, kiss cheeks, address every adult by name, looking in the eye. The benefit of growing up here was your personal network was one to die for from the get go. Commercial real estate, investment banking, hedge funds, law firms, surgeons, presidents of everything from small to Fortune 1000 companies were all here tonight, and my boys knew them on a first name basis. Show you can handle yourself, get decent grades, your future was secure, don’t be the asshole drunk rich kid. Buck was a junior at the University of Texas, he already had a bulge bracket investment banking internship set up for this summer, he established that contact at his own grad night. I taught Buck, Buck would help mentor Max, and that was how it worked, same thing for the other son’s and daughters at this party.

After the guests left, a few Dad’s, and his one uncle would stick around, along with Buck’s and Max’s friends, and then the reindeer games would commence in full. The girl’s often left, if not, cars would be called later, all keys were collected, everybody had a great time, but we made sure nobody fucked up their promising futures or current lives. It was a bit like Vegas...what happened here, stayed here!

Most of the party, including my wife had migrated outside, I went in to pour a new pitcher of margaritas. Lia was already inside, “I’m not sure I should be meeting young girls here, we would hate to start rumors!” I winked, “Buck has Max, he will be good as new in a few minutes, a quick, cold shower should do it...Lia, I never thanked you for call to me that night, I appreciated your knowing when he was in over his head, I never forget that kind of stuff...so how about I make the prettiest girl here my famous margarita?” The night I referred to was the night Max’s team lost their state football play-off game, He was a gladiator mourning the loss with friends, it got out of hand, Max got stupid, and Lia called me on Max’s phone...more about that night later, but she became family that night, inner circle, we take care of our own!

 

[wickedpen]

I was collecting myself in the house that had suddenly became empty as Mrs Harris carried a plate of steaming hot cookies onto the pool deck and nearly all other conversation stopped as the smell wafted across the crowd.

I was startled as I looked on a Mr Harris came in.

“I’m not sure I should be meeting young girls here, we would hate to start rumors!” he said with a charming wink that warmed me.

"And what would those rumors be?" I said in a naive voice with accompanying smile.

He made reference to Max's, well, status. "He does like to celebrate," I said soundly almost like my mother disapproving but passively. And this was the same behavior she warns me about all the time.

"You decided to live here. Don't blame me if the boys like me." I could hear my bitchy voice echo from a fight a few days ago and I felt sad.

Mr Harris continued and thanked me for calling him for Max. "... I never forget that kind of stuff." he said with a look that made me feel like I was in a mafia movie. Did I just make a "good friend" for life? before I could give it much more thought he said "..so how about I make the prettiest girl here my famous margarita?”

I blushed, literally blushed like an eighth grader.

"I am sure you say that to all the girls" I said with a submissive look down then up to see if he was looking, he was. I slowly straightened and brought my chest up as his eyes followed until I was straight and he was looking in my eyes.

"Holy shit you are having a moment with Max's dad!" I thought as the millisecond I exaggerated into something meaningful was gone and I took the glass. It was this night that I went from seeing Mr Harris to seeing Rick, a man who saw me now as a woman, not the little girl who lead cheers for his son. Now I fuck his son and he knows it.

"This is the best Margarita I have ever had!" I said excitedly, unaware my nipples were at full attention. I became aware as Mr Harris did and I held the drink up high to hide them embarrassed.

 

[Homerun2611]

Coming in and finding Lia was an unexpected surprise. Suddenly I was in my 20's again, a young woman in my apartment, making drinks with one singular thought of using my talents to charm her panies right off and getting her into my bed, unless the sofa was easier.

"I am sure you say that to all the girls" I smiled, guilty as charged, "Indeed I do, but I only mean it with you!" Again a wink as I pulled the triple sec, to mix in with the patron and lime juice. A dash of tabasco, crushed ice, salt for the rim and my habanero margarita was ready. I could have made these in my sleep, so my eyes got to enjoy her, and we both knew it.

"This is the best Margarita I have ever had!" I smiled. No, the best are when they are friendly and the salt is licked off your partner. I saw her nipples, hard and ready. Just like they were in the dark three weeks ago. I had seen her profile as she was on top and riding Max. her hands up in her long silky hair her young perfect breasts, her hard nipples bouncing up and down like she was riding a mechanical bull at Gilley's.

Never had I been so envious of my son, I wanted to be that mechanical bull, let her ride this old bull, see if you could handle my best. My breathing became more staggered as I remembered and looked at her hardened nipples, suddenly I realized I was flexing ever so slightly, trying to impress my son's hot girlfriend. I didn't see her walk in, but suddenly my wife interrupted us.

"Lia, don't let Mr. Harrison monopolize you, if he had his way, every one of you girls would be in here, listening to his jokes and hearing his lines." It was funny, it wasn't as if my wife necessarily wanted to go for a ride, quite the opposite, but she didn't want anyone else riding in her car either. I saw her look Lia up and down, she could barely hide her envy, which only made it worse that she was alone with her husband.

Lizzy walked into the pantry, and I turned to Lia, "Don't listen to her...well maybe listen a little..." I looked at her, "You really are a heartbreaker aren't you...go have fun! Max will be down in a minute." It would have been fun to hang around and flirt with her more, for a second, probably ridiculously over optimistic on my part, but it really did feel like we had a moment.

Kelly came back in, "Do you really have to flirt with every woman here? For God's sake she is your son's girlfriend and less than half your age." I was well aware of both points, and frankly as I watched her tight little ass over my wife's shoulder, I didn't care...I was going to enjoy the view!

 

[wickedpen]

I scurried out of the kitchen in my high heels as fast as I could as we were interrupted. I was so energized by what had just happened. My mind raced and I felt like that time I saw my dad looking at porn and looked away just in time that he could believe I did not see him looking at girls who looked like me.

I don't know if it i the chemistry or genetics or spice in the drinks but I am turned on by Mr Harrison as much as by max. I know that is so wrong, but if it is wrong I don't know I want to be right. I smiled to myself as I walked with a little extra swagger holding the cocktail, that if I finish will put me out.

I walked through the crowd on the look out for Mrs Harrison. She was on to me and I could not hide it if she asked. I felt like I was a female wolf brought to the pack by one of the pups and the alpha has eyes on me making the alpha bitch territorial, even though she no longer goes into heat..

I sat in the shadows nursing the drink, which was delicious. I saw Buck and Max come back and meet Rick at the grill. Between the drink and the three of them I was aroused to say the least. I stood and realized how much of the empty glass I had drank.

"Soldier on" I thought to myself then laughed at the weird reference. Max looked over as I stood laughing to myself. I waved and tried to play it off as I walked towards the three of them, all drinking me like a drug.

"Where have you two been?" I said looking at Max who was looking gorgeous. The alcohol and over stimulated state was a dangerous combination as I tried to tamp each down, especially in front of Mr Harrison and Buck.

 

[Homerun2611]

It is funny how marriage works, and the lines you used to hear your spouse say that turned you on or you thought were clever, now grate like nails on a chalkboard as they are remembrances of what you, and he, used to be. I knew Lizzy was sensitive about her weight. She had put on some, with our third, no big deal, but Spencer our last one had taken it all out of her. She was working out like a fiend, but her motivation was more health than vanity, but their were days like this, all the young girls walking around with their toned asses and high tits, that got to her. She also knew I noticed, I would notice until the day I died. At one time she had loved that always on libido, but now it was more frustrating than anything, as my genes tended to thwart any weight gain, and I got nearly as hard, nearly as often today as I did when I was 18. Other than the opposite direction of our sex drive though, it was a great marriage.

I loved days like this, the testosterone and pheromones in the air, fuck it made you feel alive. Buck had done a good job, Max's hair was slicked back a bit fresh from his cold shower. He had on a Carolina blue polo that made his eyes look amazing, white shorts and topsiders. Buck still had on jeans and a short sleeve button down, both shirts untucked, wolves on the prowl. Well as much prowl as they could be. Buck had a group of college girls here with him and his buddies, I was pretty sure the one from Ohio State, Callie I think, was his, but I didn't spend a lot of time trying to figure it out. She was just one of Buck's girls, and most likely the next time I saw him it would be a different hook up. Little did I know that same night, Carissa was at the party, and both Buck and I would find her a lot more interesting the following summer. She was a local girl, had gone to Colgate, but she had the type of edge that Buck was interested in, but that is a different story, at a different point in time.

Buck didn't realize his date was watching him, and I didn't see Lizzy glaring at me while she sipped her pinot grigio and talked to her sister. The reason we didn't know was all three of our sets of eyes were on Lia as she walked over. I smiled as she feigned innocence, not letting on to our prior conversation. "Where have you two been?"

Max was a little sheepish, Dad and his brother having to get him back on track was not his finest moment. Buck spoke up, "I had to fix your date, we wouldn't let a Harrison boy have a case of whiskey dick, could we?" He eyed Lia up and down as all of them knew, the only person that should care how hard he got was her. "We do have a question, about what is under those shorts, we have a little bet..." I broke in, but we were a family that gambled, every weekend a grand or two was bet on college or pro games, and one of the things I loved about their uncle Bill was he kept a sportsbook so we didn't ever have to worry about someone finding our betting slips.

"You know us, and don't be embarrassed, but Lia you look incredible, and well, we seemed to obe noticing that there wasn't any sort of panty line. So, there's $100 on the line per man, are you in a thong, boy shorts, or ... well...commando?" It was a completely inappropriate question, but her tiny nipples were still hard, and she was hopefully flattered by the fact that our question clearly indicated we had been admiring, if not blatantly staring at her ass. "I have to be honest, there is a side bet on whether you will be willing to answer the question at all?"

Max swallowed, "Jesus Dad, I thought I was going to just tell you later?" The implication clear he had every intention of enjoying being inside those shorts at some point this evening, a fact none of us doubted. I laughed, "I'm sorry son, but there is money on the line, we need verification." I saw her glass was near empty, and I was surprised, but at our parties the alcohol poured as long as people could go. I picked up the pitcher and refreshed not only her glass, but mine as well. We were all eying her, but smiling, not to mention the considerable tenting in all of our shorts. "So...are you going to answer, what other than God's handiwork is creating that incredible line you have there?"

 

[wickedpen]

I was literally on top of the world as I walked over to Max and his brother and dad all smiling at me like I was wanted. I also became aware of Mrs Harrison's look as Max's brother Buck, who was usually on the edge of complete inappropriateness but he was so charismatic and handsome it was usually over looked.

"I had to fix your date, we wouldn't let a Harrison boy have a case of whiskey dick, could we?" buck said stopping me in my heels. My immediate reaction was to be shocked and offended. The alcohol helped defer the offense and his smile disarmed my shock but my blushing and discomfort with the disclosure in such an assuming and... direct way of asking.

As I looked away from both Buck and Mrs Harrison who may or may not have heard him an older blonde was studying me. She had come in with Buck and clearly was concerned enough to let me see her looking the her date may have found something more interesting. My body reacted to the attention as hard as my mind raced working the next move.

Thankfully Mr Harrison, Max's dad, Rick saved me by interjecting, "We do have a question, about what is under those shorts, we have a little bet..."

I looked at him shocked as this was a line I was not prepared to cross with all of them, together, in front of everyone.

"Jesus Dad, I thought I was going to just tell you later?" Max tried to save me while being cool with his big brother and dad, both of whom he idolized.

They continued the discussion of me without really acknowledging me at all.

"So...are you going to answer, what other than God's handiwork is creating that incredible line you have there?" Rick finally asked with all seriousness but after the moment in the kitchen and now referring to my ass as "God's handiwork" my alone in bed at night go to fantasy was real. Mr Harrison thought I was hot.

I stood acting shocked and unsure of what to do, then reached for Max's elbow and pulled us together. "I guess you two will just have to keep dreaming" I said with a playful lilt that actually opened their mouths. I paused and enjoyed the moment. I could practically taste the raw desire, held back as though by an invisible force in their faces and body language. Wolves on chains just short of a bleating lamb. Teeth and drool snapping just inches from the soft harmless young sheep. But the eyes is really where I get to feel it, when man is attracted to me. And they were beaming such lust I felt almost violated.

"I think your mother made some cookies. Would you like some while they are steaming hot and soft?" I ask Max submissively. His handsome young face thinks I am just what a girlfriend is like but Buck and Rick look at me with a different appreciation as I walk away from the three men and the two women look away quickly..

 

[Homerun2611]

We, or specifically I, had crossed a line and I knew it. Do you ever have something that sounds good and clever in your head, and then when you hear yourself say it, even you cringe. The line about the bet, which was true, was enough, but with Lia, I now realized, increasingly uncomfortable I threw in, "So...are you going to answer, what other than God's handiwork is creating that incredible line you have there?" If there had been a referee there I would have been flagged for unsportsmanlike conduct.

Yes, I said unsportsmanlike, for this mating dance was the ultimate sport wasn’t it. Of course there were emotions, at the most tender and poignant moments love, but often like now it was the ultimate chase of hunter and prey, except in this game both parties enjoyed the resultant feast of the conquest. For a moment, as I spoke the words, I had a middle aged fantasy, like the driving the babysitter home moment in “A World According To Garp” where Lia spun, purred, “Of course, if you need validation...” and discretely but profoundly, and just momentarily, gave all three of us the glimpse of heavan that only Alex truly knew. Lifting the loose hem of her short up, flashing the answer.

Thank God she didn’t as my cock, now huge, hard and throbbing in my shorts might have cum right there. At a minimum I would have rushed in and found a bathroom and pounded ine out, moaning her young name. Oh that would still happen eventually, the General and my right hand had a set date, unless some hiw by the grace iof, well probably not God, the General was offered other more enticing quarters.

She was cute, and all the more enticing as she parried my verbal thrust. "I guess you two will just have to keep dreaming" I wondered if she knew how accurate those words were? No doubt my fantasies, if not my dreams were about to be monopolized by this young lady. Max stepped in, just before I was going to speak, and then Lia was perfect diffusing the overly sexually heated moment, "I think your mother made some cookies. Would you like some while they are steaming hot and soft?"

The reference seemed innocent enough, but my mind instead thought of how fitting that description might be to her still young and largely still virginal folds. Buck’s date was over and pulling him away as Lia walked off. The look in her eyes told me Buck’s cock would soon have her lips wrapped around it sucking him in, the only question was which pair. The young lady was no fool, and saw the competition was heavy and her date was playing a home game with plenty of admirers, it was time to stake her claim, even if only for the night.

I watched as Lia and Max went to grab cookies from Lizzy, and saw the look on my wife’s face. She was actually concerned about Lia, and was going to do a bit of mothering. For years she had tamed these wolves, and knew while it was intoxicating to have them sniffing after you, they needed lines to be drawn or could be dangerous if they thought they could all engage without any boundaries.

 

[wickedpen]

Max;'s hand slid between my bare thighs as I bit into a cookie only to have the gooey chocolate chip drip down my chin. Max was quick and attentive kissing the chocolate off my chin. I followed up with my one kiss on his mouth as we shared the cookie and his hand would have made it to it's destination has Mrs Harrison not interrupted.

I blushed and looked away as she sat down next to us.

"You two look lie you need a room." she said dismissively as she smiled at all the kids, well adults now taking cookies as we had for fifteen years, some of us.

"Mom" Max objected.

"I am sorry Mrs Harrison, he is just so cute." I said as though we were peers or something. She looked at me with a kind soul but tired of over active teenagers thinking they are rock and roll party animals. "I will not embarrass you any further" I said as a tear welled up in my eye and I got off Max's lap. I walked back towards the house feeling fairly miserable.

 

[Homerun2611]

Lizzy got up and followed, she had seen the tear, and felt terrible. She caught up to Lia as she was about to enter the house, and whispered in her ear, "Come with me." We had a den on one side of our large foyer, Lizzy's office for making Christmas card lists and basically her command center for the family. She had two overstuffed chairs that she had done in a light and feminine fabric on each side of a small end table. This is where she liked to get away as the huns, as she lovingly referred to us, watched football, and more football, baseball, basketball or ESPN, mix in the occasional movie on the 75 inch UHDTV in the great room.

She brought her hand to Lia's cheek and wiped away the tear, cradling it. "I didn't mean to hurt you, and you did not embarrass me. Lia, my dear, you are the shiny new object, I remember being you, if you can believe it, playing a volleyball game and knowing more men were watching my ass, or my tits jiggle when I played than how I hit the ball, and I played in college, Division One." She laughed, memories flowing through.

"If you think every man here as at least contemplated getting in your pants, you're right, all four of my boys and my husband inclusive. And you kind of like it, right?" It was a rhetorical question, "I did too....but know you will need to be the one to set guidelines, make them work for it honey, or they will chew you up and spit you out....but make them work for it...know you are there for your own pleasure and not just theirs...that they are lucky to have your cute little ass paying them any attention at all....Nope, my message out there was to Max, not you, his job is to make them respect them woman he is with...not take her for granted."

She smiled and patted Lia on the hand...."Let's find that lusty husband of mine and get us girls another drink...."

I had lost track of Lia and Lizzie, and never would have dreamed of the conversation they were having, nor would I have been surprised. I was being the host, talking to the men about their various teams, rounds of golf, or lake houses, telling every woman how attractive and young they looked, and checking in on the younger kids to make sure no one was openly consuming any of the abundant alcohol available almost anywhere you looked.

 

[wickedpen]

"Oh shit." I thought as Mrs Harrison came up behind me and took my arm. She was warm as ever but I knew the hammer was coming.

"You oriental slut making my boys all riled up for some of that.." looking me with the judgemental eye of my own mother.

"fuck!" my head was locked and all I wanted was to be anywhere but in Mrs Harrison's "torture chamber" as Max called it. Then she put her hand on my shoulder and began to speak, I looked into her eyes trying to be strong but then melted into her kindness and understanding. An understanding that was not of my mother but of a beautiful woman who was navigating the sharks. And she was offering me advise.

I was a little surprised to hear her speaking this candidly but also refreshing and put her in a new light, more real, more human. "... men were watching my ass, or my tits jiggle... " she said remembering her college volleyball days. Not only did I see Lizzy as more human but now I saw the incredibly beautiful and sexy young woman Rick had married.

"I will Mrs Harrison" I said twice before she smiled and said "my friends call me Lizzy." From that point forward I felt the need to made Lizzy proud.

She explained she was keeping Max in line, not me and he should show me respect, at least in public. Wow, maybe it was the alcohol but there was clearly a side to Lizzy most never imagined. I beamed at her with admiration and respect.

"Let's find that lusty husband of mine.." she said and I nearly fainted then she completed her thought " and get us girls another drink...." I had to practically run to keep up with her as she moved back out to the pool. I jiggled everywhere in my heels trying to keep up and as I stepped out I felt like I was in the spotlight, and wore it proudly smiling at Lizzy.

 

[Homerun2611]

I saw the two of them walk out, but the contrast was stunning. My cocked throbbed and I resigned myself to a perpetual hard on for the evening, a state I quite enjoyed, even if it did bring some stares and likely an inappropriate clutch or grind from one of Lizzy's "friends". They were quite a group, some as down to earth and sweet as you'd want, others that once you got a few drinks in them could tell stories or let loose a string of vulgarities that would make a sailor blush. For anyone who thinks competition is a bad thing, let me give you the women of Eden Prairie Minnesota. Take a group of well heeled women, toss in the threat of a divorcee or two, the natural perfection of young daughters who were products of quality gene pools, and you created a climate that motivated women to hit the gym, get that tummy tuck or boob job, nails perfect, dress expensive, and composite look Mmmmmm! I enjoyed them all, never crossing a line, but always toeing just up to it, and occasionally casting wanton glances over.

Flirting, nearly constant sexual innuendo was as much a part of this community and our friends as knowing which fork to use, or at what point of the meal to drink which wine, at a formal dinner party. Then there was my wife, she got the humor and would chuckle, once in a blue moon she would even interject a line, but for the mos part she let me be the one to stir the pot, sometimes rolling her eyes, but at one time also crossing her legs because she had to help quell the passion the provocation invoked. When that day stopped, and the wetness no longer came, who knows, biology is a fickle devil. But as she walked out she glanced down and saw my hardness and smiled. In her heart she knew I still needed relief so the visual stimulation provided here was fine, but she hoped it could be satisfied by my right hand or even occasionally her mouth. A big part of me wished so too, but increasingly doubted it.

There was Lizzy, her light brown shoulder length hair with natural chestnut, amber and blonde highlights, her dress conservative but classy, and her posture proud and confident. There was not a person there who didn't hold my wife in the highest regard and that included me. That sex no longer played the role it once did, did not diminish all the other aspects of her that were still the woman I married and had four children with. However, there next to her was "sex on a stick" a more enticing package would be impossible. A beacon in yellow the contrast of her dark hair and tanned skin, and those shoulders, those legs, those breasts, YESSS. I sighed and closed on the two ladies.

"Take her inside Rick, get a new pitcher and Lia will bring my drink out to you, won't you hun?" Her smile was warm and sincere. "Oh, it is a thong, now you boys can stop your childish games." She smiled and winked at Lia, and I placed my hand on the small of her back to guide her back inside. We were just inside and I was pouring the tequila into the pitcher when we heard it.

"YES, OH FUCK YES...Pound me baby....Let me feel that big cock...Oh God Buck, YESSSS!!!" I looked at Lia and burst out laughing. The problem with big old houses is how sound can travel through the air ducts. I knew exactly what was going on, my oldest son was fucking that hot litle twinke he had brought in the storage room. I heard the clang of the weights, and figured he was taking her on the bench. I could visualize her, one knee on the bench, her hands grasping the bar, as my son took the beautiful blonde like a lion mounting his mate in heat.

I winked at Lia, "Well someone is having fun..." I looked her young body up and down and wondered if she was experiencing the same endorphin rush I was. Her nipples seemed to be perpetually hard, a wonderful attribute if I ever saw one, but my thoughts were of her young pussy, that thong, and how wet those young folds might be. "I guess she is a screamer huh..." Her words kept ringing out, dirtier and more direct with every thrust Buck was delivering into her apparently insatiable cunt. "Jesus, baby, grab my tits...pinch my nipples!" I felt a bead of sweat roll down my temple, and I swallowed. I had finished the drinks and poured and swallowed in a single gulp and then poured another for Lia, Lizzy, and myself. I was muttering to myself, more than her, "She is a screamer...damn screamers are sexy..."

I caught myself and turned to face Lia again, a bit embarrassed by my omission of such direct lust. "Here are the drinks do you mind taking this to Lizzy liked she asked?" There was no doubt she saw how hard I was, and now had a good idea of just how big her boyfriend's father was, a knowledge base no girl should probably have. However, tonight it was becoming clear, the knowledge of the large size of my cock was quickly becoming common knowledge. After I handed Lia her drink and the one for my wife, I went up and changed. I put on pants and my tightest pair of boxer briefs, it would be a bit painful, but absent that, I was bordering on obscene.

 

[wickedpen]

I covered my mouth as I laughed hearing Buck and some girl. I looked at Rick long enough that it became uncomfortable as anyone would have gotten horny hearing them. Her grunts from him thrusting into her. His gasping for air to feed his muscles pumping that big Harrison cock into her.

I looked away and fought the urge to rub my nipples as they ached.

"She is a screamer...damn screamers are sexy..." Rick said as I eyed the bulge in his shorts now awkwardly engaged. I fought back my shock at the observance.

"So how much is the bet if I am?" I said with a serious face that soon dissolved into a smile. I lifted the glasses and walked outside knowing his eyes were not on his liquor supply.

"I hope he was a gentleman?" Lizzy said as a few women she was talking with looked on.

"Oh yeah, Ri... Mr Harrison is always a total gentleman." I said smiling at her as the imagine of his hard on in his shorts as Buck pounded that girl filled my head.

"I think Buck may take after him as well. You must be, proud." I said getting a quizzical look from Lizzy as I smiled and walked off to find Max.

 

[Homerun2611]

I didn't know a single thing about the girl with Buck, other than she had great tits, a rocking body, and great hair. And the way she was screaming I could just see him lined up behind her, her hair in his hands like the reins of a mare, and him pumping in a big Harrison cock in to a very receptive pussy. Lia didn't know it, or perhaps it was just my imagination, but there seemed to be as much fire in her eyes as I was feeling in my crotch.

I couldn't help but stare for a minute at her nipples, not sure if she noticed, but her nipples seemed always hard, and I licked my lips as my mouth watered. She had overheard my comment and I was a bit embarrassed until..."So how much is the bet if I am?" My head jerked, my smile wide, "Are you?" The words were out of my mouth, before I could even think, "Oh God, you can't ask that of an olde man...be still my throbbing.....heart." I winked the pause had been deliberate, and when she lowered her eyes submissively, I hoped she was staring at my hard cock. I laughed, "Well...if you are...you would be like Mastercard...you know, Priceless."

The temperature was rising and downstairs the fucking seemed to only be getting more intense. I drank and filled my glass one more time, Lia was headed out to Lizzie, and Max came in. "You better get out there, I think your Mom is giving you girlfriend lessons on being a proper lady...we can't have that now can we?" My horny son took off at a near sprint.

I took the refilled pitcher down by the pool. The band was going strong and when I went down Diane and I latched eyes. Diane was 7 years younger than my wife and I, and recently it had come out she had possibly been sleeping with another married, stay at home dad. Diane was gorgeous, simply gorgeous, five foot ten, all legs and body to drool over. She was wearing a sarong high split blue floral skirt with a matching bikini top. She quickly closed on me, "Hey, you know there are other women here other than highschool and college girls...." They started playing a samba, "How about the best dancer at the club taking me for a spin?"

 

[wickedpen]

I wanted to listen more to Buck and his date. It was so fucking hot! I love hearing people having sex. I am quiet, I have to report. If Rick really thought about it, if I was a screamer, he would know by now. Quietly I slipped into the basement stairwell and in the shadows employed my index and middle finger into compulsory service around and around.

"How can she just scream like that know where she is, and everyone can hear her?" I thought as my cultural controls kicked in and I was shocked, almost outraged at such a show. but honestly I was jealous of just being able to let go and say and do everything I ever imagined. I was so close when I heard the door open and straightened myself.

I was surprised to be disappointed when Max's eyes beamed through the dark and he kissed me to the steady thud of his brother and the extrovert. I was less upset it was not Rick as his hands lifted my hips up the wall. I thought I could feel the wall behind me thud with Ohio State's back as buck mounted her like the beast I know he is.

"Not here" I panted as Max began to open his jeans. He did not stop. And I did not say another word. He was inside me in seconds with my thong to the side and his bareback cock was so incredibly fucking good! I held on as his hands were clenched on my ass using me in his cock as his thrust again and again.

"Oh god yes!" I hissed quietly as we could still hear buck and the screamer. "What staying power." I thought before my orgasm suddenly erupted. Max was in such good shape and said he likes to listen more than make sound when he has sex. We were silent compared to now both Buck and buckeye as clearly Buck was ready to seal the deal in the bimbo on his cock tonight.

it was silent as Max erupted up into me pinning me higher against the wall of the stairwell I imagined his thrusting as high as he could as he came inside me. I held his back as he finished.

My legs were wobbly as he set me down. I could feel my wet thighs as I straightened my clothes. I was quite certain having unprotected sex in her stairwell with max while listening to Buck, minutes after her telling me how great she thought I was, was not what she had in mind.

"Jesus Max. I dress too sexy if you are going to impregnate me at any chance you get!" I said angrily. Well halfheartedly angry as the sex was unbelievable and now would have to tease out what was hotter, Max and his magnificent performance or listening to his brother in the other room?

 

[Homerun2611]

I assumed that Lia was upset when Mother spoke with us, but I knew, it was my hand between her thighs that was the problem. My mother knew her boys were red blooded hunters, but it was a side of us she chose to ignore. She liked to think of us as her little boys, protecting us from any evils the world might bring. Then there were moments like we just had, my hand between my sexy girlfriends legs, my breathing labored, and while certainly more sober than earlier, still feeling the effects of the alcohol putting my 18 year old hormones into high gear.

Lia's friends were around me, taking advantage of Lia's absence. They never quite came out and said they would like to steal away and fuck, nope, it was more subtle, "Since we are all headed ot school, we should just use this summer to have fun, who knows if we will ever all be here together like this again?" I smiled and flirted back, squeezing asses as they hung on my shoulder. Lia had been the last virgin amongst the cheerleaders, or so I assumed. There were only eight of them, and I had already fucked two of the others before Lia. One had been my first, the second a hookup at her lake house in the water, and then Lia and I went to homecoming junior year and had been together since.

As Dad walked out and headed down to the pool, and Mom having just been given a drink, my mother was busy, and I went seeking relief. I heard Buck and little miss hot ass and somehow assumed that Lia would have followed. Sure enough as I walked down the basement stairwell there she was. Mia's eyes were wide and I could barely make out how her chest was heaving as she panted at the sound of my brother and his most recent whore fucking and talking like porn stars.

I pressed in and kissed Mia, pushing her against the wall, pounded on the other side by my brother. I was in the process of taking out my rock hard cock, when I heard her sweet whisper, "Not here" I thought about it less than a second, "Oh yes, right here, now..." I reached up and felt her wet pussy through her thong, "...shall I push them aside or rip them off?"

A slight push, cock in hand, and I was in, her strong legs wrapped around me, her high heels wrapped around my back. Buck and Ohio State gave the orders, "deeper baby deeper...you really are a slut aren't you baby, just can't get enough of my big cock..." The dirty talk went on and on, and Lia and I were participative evesdroppers...my cock pounding with every thrust demanded by Buck's date.

"Oh god yes!" I felt her hot breath in my ear, so only I could hear...but the entire thing was so heated and so dirty, I knew I wouldn't last long....we were dogs in heat, and I moaned loudly as I came hard inside her tight Asian pussy. "Oh fuck that was good" I moaned. "Jesus Max. I dress too sexy if you are going to impregnate me at any chance you get!" I grabbed her ass and kissed her. "You can't tell me when you put that on tonight, slipped on that thong, you weren't imagining exactly when and how I would slip it off...you like this every bit as much as I do. Now I can think of my cum on your thighs the entire rest of the party...Let's go play beer pong."

I left Lia in the stairwell reassembling herself, which was fortunate as Mom was just walking back in. "What were you doing?" she asked. "Well I heard something and..." Suddenly she screamed, "Oh yes, fuck yes Buck I'm cumming...oh baby...fuck yes." My mother only shook her head..."well apparently that is finished...when you see your brother tell him I would like to talk to him, understand?" I could barely hide my laughter but wouldn't dare in front of my mother, "Of course, have you seen Lia? I was trying to track her down..." And I walked out with my mother, giving my girlfriend he chance she needed to escape.

 

[wickedpen]

I slipped into the shadows at the vestibule at the bottom of the stairs as Mrs Harrison looked down. I smiled as she left not hearing a response to her call. I was relieved and elated feeling awesome after cumming with Max. The basement door opened and nearly hit me but Buck and Ohio State did not notice me as they drunkenly wrestled their way upstairs.

I waited for them to be gone and not hear any other footfalls before went into the little room that backed on the stairwell, where they had been so vocally making love. This is a little embarrassing but I inhaled in the room and could smell them. A mix of aftershave, perfume, sweat and feminine fragrances.

My hand went down under my shirt and felt my wet clit, so turned on. I imagined how he must have mounted her on the low cabinet against the wall. I could see Buck's muscular body squatting then rising up into Ohio State with a grunt and a cry and then sigh repeat.

Suddenly Buck was at the door. "I lost my phone." he said slowly as his eyes moved up from where my hand hand been holding my skirt up to my surprised face. I saw it immediately on the carpet and grabbed it and handed it to him. His smirk said everything as he was now free to let his eyes roam over me like an inspector.

"Max is a lucky guy." he said then "thanks." He turned and left as I exhaled and scurried out of the house unseen and unheard. In my jeep at the curb I texted Max "went home, sorry. Thank your mom. Love you" I started the engine and felt the machine rumble under me. My phone on the seat lit up and I saw a new text.

 

[Homerun2611]

Dancing with Diane was as arousing as sex with most women, here body looked like it was made from steel cables sculpted in lean muscles and covered with the sweetest flesh, blue eyes and blonde hair. How hiw quintessential California girl ended up in Minnesota, I'll never know. The samba was sexy and sultry and the lady knew how to dance, as did I, and when we danced together, we drew envious stares. As she grinded into my body, she whispered into my ear, "It's been too long hasn't it, when is the last time we danced?" I knew the rumors, and knew they were more than rumors.

"I guess you"ve been busy?" She jerked and looked at me, "It was a mistake Rick, at least with him..." We swung, moved and grinded as the music dictated. "You know it's funny...if I cheated I thought it would be you." I smiled and swung her out and back before responding. "Actually I'm sorry I didn't know that...but I'm also glad." The song ended and we started to walk off, I felt the eyes on me. "Bruce and I have decided to have an open marriage...so if you'd like" I laughed, stopping her "Well Lizzy and I haven't but if we do, I promise you'll be my first call."

Fuck she was tempting, the kind of woman ou ruined your life over, thank God I didn't. Buck was there as I left the floor. "Tempting huh Dad, I'm your son and I wouldn't blame you." I hit him on the back, "Think your mother would feel the same, any chance you think she wouldn't find out?" We both knew the answer. It was funny to truly be talking to my son as a man, the inner circle where my closest friends shared secrets and desires we never let our wives know.

He was smiling, changing the topic, "You seen Lia lately?" I nodded NO, "Not since before, why?" "Did you hear me fucking that blonde?" I laughed, "everyone heard you fucking that blonde" I actually thought I saw him blush. "Yeah, well I went back for my phone, and Lia was in the room, her skirt up, her hand jilling her clit..her thighs were slick with Max's cum, Fuck it was hot. He's got a good one there...oh, and Dad, it was a thong." I looked around, "where is she?"

Max laughed this time, "I think she was embarrassed and left? She did need to clean up before Mom saw her." I poured Buck a ginger and whiskey, and myself a shot of straight tequila. "Hey Buck, you have her number right? Text her, tell her after she cleans up, to come back. Tell her she owes me a dance? And, the party is only going to get better...and...oh...ask her Dad wants to know if she did what she asked him to bet on?" Buck wrote the text and sent it.

 

[wickedpen]

I looked at the text from Buck and was immediately drawn.

"I should come back..." I said to myself as I read.

"Rick wants to know if I am a screamer or not, in other words if I had sex since I last spoke with him?" the thought of the question alone was making my jeep seat wetter. I reached in the back seat where I kept a spare bikini just for such occasions. In the dark of the street I slipped my skirt and top off and my bikini on. I slipped off my shoes and headed around the back.

Almost no one was swimming or even down around the pool, but I had a feeling the Harrison men might take a swim later.

"Fancy a swim?" I texted back and ran into the darkness behind their security fence. I was fairly skilled at scaling it as my boyfriend's hard cock often just on the other side. I slipped over the fence but hid behind a bush for anyone to join me.

 

[Homerun2611]

My mistake was staying at the pool area. The drinks were flowing and soon a couple of Buck's friends and the girls with them had tossed on suits and were lounging in the water. However the liquor kept flowing and I switched from margaritas to my old standby Macallan's 18 year old single malt scotch on the rocks. It was fun seeing the young people in the pool. Ohio State came down and introduced herself. I had to smile, she had been in my house for over three hours and already enjoyed my son at least once that I was aware of. "Hello Mr. Harrison, I'm Julia, I'm Buck's date."

Now she still had on her white bikini, but the bottom's clearly had been wet, and I could only guess that between her slick thighs and that, it was my son's cum just working its way down. She was almost a composite of the girl's I had seen him with at Texas, and when she told me she was up from Dallas, the big blonde hair made all the sense in the world. She was a Beta, and had been a cheerleader in high school but wanted to focus on her studies at OSU. I had a hard time not laughing as she burped twice, but lightly as we talked. She had already had plenty as had Buck so they were both going big early.

"Well I want you to have a good time here today, but be safe. If you need somewhere to sleep tonight or stay the weekend, we have plenty of bedrooms, please be our guest." My God she had a hot little body, big firm tits, probably fake, but who cares, it was the Dallas way. I tight little body you could bounce quarters off of, and a pair of lips and smile meant to have a cock buried in it. She obviously loved sex, Buck didn't date anything else, not to mention her earlier stunning soliloquy.

"Buck tells me you were the one who picked out all of these gorgeous bushes and flowers. Could I have a tour?" Jesus I knew better, but I couldn't be a bad host. She took my hand, and I felt myself carried away purely on her pheromones. I saw Diane who was watching me like a hawk, "Are we going to have another dance?" I took a long draw of my scotch. "Of course, I am just going to give Julia here a little tour." She saw the young girls tits in the tight t-shirt, her nipples practically bursting through, and the thong she called a swimsuit. "Yeah, I think I'd like that tour too, if you have anything left later?" It was both inappropriate and an interesting challenge, however it was also unnecessary. My God, I was the host, it wasn't like I could be taking girls ot back to make out or fuck...no matter how arousing that concept might be.

It was interesting the direction Julia chose, as we swunt around the pool house toward the back fence and rose bushes. I knew I was hard, it was impossible not to be, the scotch helped not have the flag flying at high mast, although it would take almost now encouragement to get there. However, then we turned the corner, and there stood my most recent fantasy in a bikini..."Lia!?!?" It was odd, I never had done anything to either of these girls, other than in my mind, but as I stood there I felt like I had been caught red handed, by one lover with my cock deep inside another. "I'm glad you came back, Julia wanted a tour of our gardens...would you like to cum too...I don't think I have ever taken you there?"

 

[wickedpen]

Bitter sweet surprise when Rick rounded the pool house and I turned with a smile, then Ohio State bumped into him from behind as he stopped with surprise. I was stunned as Ohio State glared at me. It was a look I knew well, when a girl's boyfriend's eyes follow me as she talks to him.

"I'm glad you came back, Julia wanted a tour of our gardens...would you like to cum too...I don't think I have ever taken you there?" he said as I refocused on Rick.

"That sounds interesting." I said and walked up to Rick. I think if Ohio State could have vaporized me right then she would have. So they were clearly not looking for company but now Rick has invited me. Was I expected to know this was a threesome? My head buzzed, as it was a good thing I had not driven home as climbing over the fence and this meeting had made me feel dizzy.

"Lead the way Mr Harrison" I said and smiled at the girl with a look that said "I can play this game too bitch."

 

[Homerun2611]

As Ohio State, uh Julia had grabbed my hand, a momentarily delusionary fantasy had crossed my overheated mind, the young, nymphomaniac college girl, ideally with Daddy issues, wanting to enjoy a bit of the tree that had born the fruit she had just enjoyed down in our storage/workout room. However, even as absolutely delicious as Lia looked in that bikini, her tight athletic body nearly bursting the itsy, bitsy fabric at the seams, I knew my fantasy was over.

Of course the thought of the two young girls kneeling before me, like I was some kind of ancient king, their lips meeting as each worked their mouths up and down my rigid cock, ah such obscenely vivid images make up the filthy mind and real time fantasies of a man so thoroughly enjoying the posturing and scent of such clearly in heat, young females. Each of their thighs were slick with the cum of my sons, I smiled as I thought of their incredible naked bodies scissoring, sharing the DNA of my two boys as they got themselves off.

They were on each side of me, my hands in the smalls of their incredible toned backs which flexed and relaxed with every step, enjoying how guiding them on the tour. God the thought of bending each of them over he bench we were approaching, was as tempting as it was ludicrous. Our garden was quite spectacular, the flowering bushes in full bloom. "It is funny, we have spent thousands of hours choosing, planting and attending to these gardens, and yet the two most beautiful flowers in the entire place are the two my boys have invited here." It was a cheesy line, but it was also true, these two were spectacular, and somehow knowing that they were already filled with Harrison cum, made them the two most appealing things I could imagine.

"See those?" I was pointing to a set of Azalea bushes in full bloom. "I loved how the Azaleas are in bloom at the Master's when I go in April, but they can't survive the winters up here. So each year, we have a new set of mature Azaleas planted here just so we can enjoy them blooming in the Minnesota summers." I walked over and picked two gorgeous flowers and handed one to each of the girls. "For you, perhaps for your hair...these are almost as stunning as you two?" I was flirting my ass off, but innocently so. Why I got off flattering them, but the cute little giggles to my cheesy lines only served to increase my hard on.

"Ah, here you are, I should have known you'd find some bushes you wanted to tour..." It was Uncle Bill, he was drunk and making statements he thought were clever, but were very transparent. He came up to the two girls and kissed them each on the cheek, not so subtly groping their bikini clad asses. "....you know Rick is busy man today running this party, but I am available for anything you might need?" It was awkward, and I tried to to save them. "I apologize girls, the boys uncle here, sometimes forgets that you don't need us older guys lusting after you...but you can't really blame him, can you...why don't you two go find my sons. However, if either of you would like to take one turn later on with the only one of us Harrison's who really knows how to dance, I'd be honored to take you out for a spin if you want..."

Bill looked so disappointed as I think he thought they were somehow like girls who used to be in the bars in Vegas instead of the dates of my two sons at a party I was hosting. Julia came up and gave me a kiss on the cheek, "Remember what I said, you are welcome to stay the night if you need to...and Lia I hope you always know you're welcome if you stay for the afterparty...I'm not to bad at beer pong or flippy cum myself, maybe one of you can be my partner."

 

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Rick was being sweet and flirting but innocent and clearly not expecting me. I took the flower and tucked it behind my ear with a smile.

I was just about to excuse myself and let Rick and Ohio State continue their tour when Uncle Bill came stumbling out of the bushes. I liked Uncle Bill too, when he was sober, which was not terribly often, over here.

I accepted his hand grabbing my ass as resolutely as Ohio State but I at least expected it. She seemed to enjoy it with a little squeal and then bouncing against Uncle Bill. "wow!" I remember thinking, she is sex incarnate.

"Bye ladies" I remember Uncle Bill calling after us. It was then that I understood genetics.

"Your back!:" Buck erupted from the lounge chair, grabbing Ohio State and jumping in the pool. They made out for a minute when they came up and I can only imagine how hard they were grinding under water. I saw Max across the pool and walked over. he was talking to Whitney, the all-state nordic field hockey goddess.

"Hey" I said stepping next to Max with a look that said "you can leave my boyfriend alone now."

She rolled her eyes and sighed "later."

I looked up and expected a kiss from Max as my hand reached across him grazing his rock hard erection. His eyes were following the white skirt barely covering her rock hard ass, nearly eight inches taller than me.

"hey? I am down here." I said glaring at his drunken lusty googly eyes. "I am so glad I came back."