Chapter 1

Friday, April 1; Evening, The Motel:

Joan Wright and Harry Black checked into the motel as Mr. and Mrs. John Smith. The clerk barely looked at the register and he didn’t even grin. The two of them had been registering the same way every Friday night since he was hired there six months ago. It could even be their right names as far as he was concerned.

Joan was stacked. She didn’t show her thirty five years at all. She was five five and weighed in at about one hundred and twenty pounds. Her figure measured a classical thirty six, twenty four, thirty six and she wore a D cup bra. She had steel gray eyes and shoulder length, wavy brown hair.

Harry was a six footer. He took care of his body with exercise and a good diet. He weighed just over one hundred and sixty five and didn’t have an ounce of fat on him. His hazel eyes made an interesting contrast to his black hair.

Neither of them wasted any time when they got into the room. They stripped and fell into a clinch. After trading hugs and kisses Joan licked her way down harry’s body until she was kneeling in front of him. She licked off the drop of pre cum that was oozing from the end of his prick. She licked all around his cock head then ovaled her lips and sucked his prick into her mouth. Harry pushed his prick forward and she swallowed around its head as it entered her throat. Joan’s bobbed her head and Harry pumped his hips fucking his prick into her sucking mouth.

Harry, with all his experience, couldn’t take this treatment very long. He hadn’t had any sex since last Friday and he was ready as soon as Joan sucked his prick into her mouth. In a little more than a minute his hips jerked, he pushed the head of his prick down her throat, and he shot off into Joan’s mouth. The first spurt jetted directly down Joan’s throat and she drew her head back to savor the rest of his load of cum. She sucked his shrinking prick ‘til it was as soft as it was going to get and let it slide out of her mouth.

Continuing the procedure they’d been following for months Harry lifted Joan onto the bed, positioned his head between her thighs and licked the excess moisture from between her cunt lips. Joan lay back and enjoyed the sensation of having her cunt lapped by an expert. Her hips bounced up off the bed and she rubbed her cunt up and down Harry’s face. Harry sure did know how to lap cunt. Joan tossed her head back and forth and moaned as she climaxed in multiple orgasms.

Joan and Sam Wright and Harry and Sally Black had been next door neighbors for ten years. They’d moved in about the same time and had formed a close friendship. A year after they met, Joan and Sally were comparing notes on their sex lives and each discovered that the other couple went in for group sex.

At first group sex had been easy. Joan’s girls were two and four years old and Harry’s boys were three and five. They would put the kids to sleep and would have an orgy at one of their adjacent houses. As their kids grew up they hired a babysitter and got a motel room every Friday night. When Susan was killed in an accident they continued as a threesome.

After Sam died of cancer six months before, Harry and Joan continued the old arrangement. They would wait a year for appearances sake then get married. They saw no reason they should abstain from sex while they waited. It made economic sense to combine the two families and they could sleep together every night. That made sense too. The two of them were very compatible, and to tell the truth once a week sex was far from satisfactory.

Lapping Joan’s cunt had rejuvenated Harry’s prick as it usually did. He moved his body over Joan, she positioned the head in her cunt hole, and he slowly pumped his prick in and out of her cunt. Joan matched his speed and lifted her hips to fully engulf his eight inch prick each time he pushed down. The action was more leisurely, after five minutes they speeded up. Joan had her first orgasm and her cunt contracted around Harry’s prick. By the time Joan was on her third orgasm; spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble; he flooded her cunt with a load of cum. They lay side by side, Harry ran his fingered Joan’s cunt and she gently massaged his rather limp prick.

“I hope the kids are all right, I don’t like leaving them without a babysitter.”

“I know what you mean but I guess they’re all right. They really don’t need a sitter any more. At sixteen and fifteen they’re practically adults, there’s no good reason for them to need a sitter.”

“Yeah, I know that but they’re still my babies. I worry.”

“Talk about worrying, what happens when we get all four of them in the same house. We’ll have to watch them like hawks.”

“Hell, they’re together all the time now. I don’t guess they can do any more living together than they can do right now.”

“If I were my boy, Allen, I’d be trying to get into Alice’s pants. The way she twitches her ass when she goes by me gives me a hard on now and then. I’d like to get her in bed and I might if she weren’t your daughter. I think she does it on purpose.”

“You can bet your life on that. She’s practicing on you. She feels you’re safe and she wants to learn how to attract a boy. If she got a positive response from you she’d be both flattered and scared to death. Allen’s cute too. He springs a hard on every time I get into that bikini. I bet he’d run too, if I ever came on to him. If he weren’t your son I just might try that. I get wet when I see that bulge in his bathing suit.”

“I worry more about the younger ones. David and Susan spend too much time sitting together holding hands. Those are the two that might try to do some experimenting. They’re more mischievous and more venturesome than the older two anyway.”

“David and Susan are in the throes of puppy love. I wouldn’t worry too much, they’ll probably get over it in a year or so. About the older ones, I’ll make a deal. You seduce Alice and I’ll seduce Allen. Now there’s an idea, how does that grab you?”

“Right around my prick, but they’re too young yet. Let’s wait a couple of years and we’ll see if we can get all of them into family sex.”

“You’re on! I hadn’t realized how interesting that idea was. I’m horny. Let’s sixty nine.”

They sixty nined.

Friday, April 1; Evening, At Home:

The four kids played monopoly. Alice was a big girl who had developed early. She was the same height as her mother and had her mother’s coloring. She wore a C cup bra and was a embarrassed by the way it pushed out from her chest. Her figure was an enticing thirty four, twenty, thirty two and more than one boy turned his head when she walked past.

Allen had his father’s coloring and was growing into the stature of a basketball player. He was taller than his father and he wished he weighed more than his hundred and forty pounds. He didn’t weigh enough to push the boys around for position under the basket. He was shy and was embarrassed by the attention the cheerleaders gave him as the star of the junior high basketball team. He got a hard on when he saw them in their brief costumes but he liked Alice a lot better than he liked any of them.

Susan was still wearing her training bra and was anxious to grow into a B cup. She pushed her chest out every time she thought about it. She had silver blond hair and deep blue eyes that sparkled. She was in love with David but was pleased when the other boys in her class looked at her.

David was a red headed, freckle faced, extrovert with a big grin and dimples. He was barely five two and weighed ninety pounds. He got his more cautious older brother into situations that Allen would rather not get into. Since their mother had died, Allen considered David his responsibility. He tried to avoid any trouble but David sometimes got him into scrapes.

At eight forty five the four kids broke the game up and the boys were home by the required time. They had an hour to kill before bed time and they didn’t like any of the things on TV. Allen picked up a book to read and David sprawled on the floor.

“Allen?”

Allen was lost in his book.

“Allen?”

“Uh, Yeah?”

“Where do pop and Joan go every Friday?”

“Uh, I don’t know.”

Allen had some ideas but he wasn’t about to try to explain them to his kid brother.

“They never say where they’re going. They’ve gone out every Friday since I can remember. When mom and Uncle Sam were alive they used to go out every Friday night too. I wonder where they go.”

“I don’t know. They’ve never told me either.”

“Do you think they go to a movie?”

“They’d take us if they went to the movies.”

“Do you think they go dancing?”

“Uh, uh. Remember how mom complained about pop not wanting to dance?”

“I guess so, but what can they do so late. It doesn’t take that long just to have dinner.”

David backed Allen into a corner. Allen wasn’t about to lie to David but he certainly didn’t want to discuss his suspicions with his younger brother.

“Don’t you wonder what they do?”

“Yeah, I guess so. But they could be doing lots of things.”

“Like what?”

“Uh, I don’t know”

“You said there were lots of things. Like what?”

“Gee, I have no idea. They have things they enjoy doing together or they wouldn’t go out together every Friday.”

David shocked Allen with his next question.

“You said they could do lots of things. I know some of the things a man can do with a woman. Do you think they’re doing them together?”

Allen blushed and stammered. David had the same ideas he had.

“Uh, well, yeah, I guess so. They might be.”

“Wow! Would I like to do some of those things.”

“Gee, so would I, but we’re too young.”

“Uh, I wonder what they do with each other. Uh, I sometimes think of them doing things together when I jerk off. Do you?”

Allen squirmed and looked away from his brother. His brother was hitting too close to home.

“Gee, well, I guess I do. It makes it feel better when you come.”

“Yeah, I know. What do you think they do to each other?”

“Uh, I guess they fuck.”

“Is that all?”

“Uh, maybe they do other things.”

“Do you think so?”

“I don’t know. Pop could lap Joan’s cunt and she could suck his cock, I guess. I don’t know if people really do that but I’ve heard they do.”

“Wow! Uh, Allen?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you have a hard on? I do.”

Allen couldn’t deny it. The front of his pants was pushed out. Thinking about what his father and Joan did together always did that to him. The fact that David had observed it embarrassed him. Allen blushed and stammered again.

“Uh, I guess so.”

“So do I. Sometimes I get hard when I hold Susan’s hand. Do you get hard when you think about Alice? I get hard when I think about Susan. I think about doing things with her and I have to jerk off. Do you jerk off when you think about Alice?”

This was more personal than they’d gotten before. Allen didn’t want to tell David his innermost thoughts. He looked at David and decided the hell with it.

“Gees yeah, I sometimes jerk off thinking about how Alice and Susan would look without any clothes.”

David cocked his head to one side and studied his brother. Allen waited, he knew that David was making a decision. David heaved a deep breath.

“Allen, if I show you something real secret will you promise never to tell anyone?”

“Sure, I won’t tell.”

“Cross your heart, hope to die?”

What was David thinking about? Allen didn’t mind going through the ritual.

“Cross my heart, hope to die.”

“It’s almost ten o’clock. Come to my room.”

A very similar conversation was taking place in the house next door. The girls had cleaned up and put away the Monopoly set. Alice read a magazine and Susan looked off in the distance getting her thoughts together.

“Alice?”

“Uh, yeah?”

“Where do mom and Harry go Friday night?”

“I don’t know, I think they go somewhere and do things with each other.”

“Uh huh, I think so too. What do they do?”

“Well, if they’re doing things I guess Harry fucks mom and they may do other things too.”

“Other things, like what?”

“Gee, I’ve heard of people doing some things but I don’t know if they really do them. Mom might suck Harry’s prick and Harry might lick her cunt.”

“Wow! Do you think so?”

“I don’t know, but if they went dancing or to the movies they’d say something about it. They never say where they went or what they did.”

“Gee, I get wet between my legs when I think about them doing things together. Don’t You, Alice?”

“I sure do. I get wet thinking about what Allen has in his pants too. Sometimes I think about doing things with Allen and finger fuck myself. Do you get wet thinking about doing things with David.”

“Yeah, I get wet thinking of doing things with him and I get wet just sitting and holding his hand. I wish he’d feel me between the legs and let me feel him too. I do the same thing you do. I think about him and push my fingers between my legs.”

Susan stopped and looked at Alice. Just as Allen knew the signs of David making decisions, Alice knew when Susan was going through the same process.

“Uh, Alice, if I show you something real secret will you promise never to tell anyone?” Alice couldn’t remember Susan asking for such blanket secrecy. She couldn’t think of anything that couldn’t be kept secret.