In the end I guess we had all had a bit too much to drink. That's why it happened. Don't know about the others, but personally I'm really glad it did happen! For me, it was the beginning of something special, and enjoyable. Hope it is for the others as well. And it let me be the dom - "nice dom" - I always fancied being!
We decided to have a weekend away. There was myself - Tony, and my wife Sandy. Our kids had pretty well left home, one still at college, the other working in a school many miles away. Then there was Sandy's sister Jackie, and her husband Tim. Their daughter Amy was now eighteen, and staying with a friend for the weekend. We had all gotten along really well over the years, but somehow this was the first weekend the four of us had free at the same time, free from work, and children, and ties. Free to go away to a lodge by a lake for a weekend to relax, and fish, and walk and read.
Sandy had organised it. She was smallish, full figure, curly dark hair, bubbly, lively and an organiser. Her sister Jackie was taller, slimmer and much more quiet, long black straight hair, very friendly, and while embarrassed enjoyed and endured the outrageous teasing and flirting I engaged in with her. It was all fun, banter, no substance! Tim laughed along - again a quiet, gentle, friendly guy -a tall slim guy without an ounce of fat. We had always got on fine, enjoyed chatting football and motorbikes, as well as the occasional day fishing together. Their daughter Amy was a gorgeous mixture of both - shy, quiet, tall slim, long dark hair as well, waiting to fill out to a beautiful woman. She had a quiet innocence to her. I got on great with Amy.
Sandy had organised for us all to share a car, and get to the lodge on the Friday evening, and organised the meal for us. Tim and I had a couple hours fishing on the lake - caught nothing - while the two sisters caught up and chatted unstoppably for the rest of the evening! The later part of the evening included a bottle of wine shared between the four of us. As we went to bed I flicked an outlandish wink at Jackie, and asked her - so the others could hear - should we swap partners for the weekend? Her retort was quick - I could sleep with Tim if I wanted, but would probably prefer to sleep with my wife! We all laughed, headed to sleep... It was odd - as I went to sleep I had visions of Tim on his hands and knees...
The next day we had breakfast, and myself and Tim decided to fish again. We caught a couple before the rain started. After an hour of sitting in the rain we decided to call it a day - about late morning. We decided we'd do our own thing hoping the weather would get better later in the day. "Own Thing" consisted of wine, beers, and bit more wine - there was little else to do, and it made the reading and chatter easier. The rain didn't ease, and maybe we all had too much to drink, although none of us could be called drunk.
Late afternoon Jackie and Tim decided they would have a walk despite the rain, to clear their heads. It was while they were out that the chat between Sandy and I took a decidedly "coarse" edge. Sandy reckoned the drink was having an effect on her. She would expect "special" treatment later from her husband. I replied we couldn't make it TOO special as the sounds would carry through the lodge and Jackie and Tim would hear us. Sandy giggled: "Think how kinky that would be, them listening to us!"
My response - didn't sound that kinky, there must be far more kinky things than that to do.
Sandy's response: "Men are always perverts! What kinky things do you want to do?"
We were pretty open, knowing we would never do many of the things we talked about. So I said the first thing that came to my mind. "Be far more kinky watching you and Jackie making out! Or Tim giving you a good banging."
Sandy giggled. "I knew you men were perverted, and you are the most perverted. Tim? I'd have to give HIM a good banging - he's a bit of a wimp! Anyway, Jackie says he has some real equipment in his trousers." Sandy giggled. "Maybe I would like to feel what he has in me. Would you let me? You would have to screw Jackie if I screwed Tim. Perhaps we should give it a go?" This was all new, and maybe my look gave me away. I would love to screw Jackie! Sandy giggled again. "Anyway, if me and Jackie did it, you would probably end up sleeping with Tim. Would you screw him???" Perhaps Sandy read something in my face which suggested I might even like to try it...
Before I could reply we heard Tim and Jackie on the doorstep laughing, taking off their waterproofs to leave in the hallway - clearly the drink was still working on them. We were silent as they came into the sitting room, their arrival knocking us off stride. "Gone quiet in here," Jackie commented. "What were you talking about?"
It was probably the drink which loosened Sandy's tongue. "Tony was telling me the kinkiest thing he wanted to do!"
Tim blushed red at the crude direction of the conversation, but Jackie was feeling un-inhibited from the drink. "Suppose he wants to do what all men want to do. Blow jobs. Anal. Spank you!"
There was pause at the open-ness of Jackie, all of us rather surprised she spoke so freely.
Perhaps the drink had got to me too. "No, not that. I wanted to see you and Sandy having sex together." Tim shrunk into a chair, Sandy giggled.
Jackie pretended to look shocked before she retorted. "We'll only do that after we've seen you and Tim having full sex together." Jackie had never talked openly about sex like this before, in my presence. It had to be the drink speaking. But the room was suddenly electric. Tim embarrassed. Sandy open-mouthed shocked, Jackie embarrassed at what she had said. Like many men, I'd often thought Jackie was sexy, but never thought anything would ever happen. Sandy was hot, and imaginative, and even let me fantasize occasionally when we were making love. But this was new. The first time there had ever been a sexually charged atmosphere between the four of us. And no-one quite sure how to get out of it.
I suppose I was the first to react. I shocked myself. I sat down next to Tim on the settee and kissed him. Put my lips to his, put my arms around him and pulled him tight to me. I thrust my tongue into his mouth, and began to probe inside his mouth. Tim didn't move. He was shocked, I think. I held the kiss for several seconds, probing with my mouth, until I felt his tongue respond to mine. His tongue softly played with mine. I had never done anything like this before. Never thought of doing anything like this. I had never thought of Tim this way before this weekend... It was good...
I released him with one arm, and gently moved my hand down his shirt, lower and lower, until I rested my hand on the front of his trousers. I gently pushed, and felt his cock, as hard as a rock.
For a moment I broke the kiss, and looked at Jackie. "Is this what you wanted, honey?" I asked her. I took her look of shock, lack of response as not saying no! I put my mouth back to Tim's mouth and kissed again. This time I felt him responding more strongly, pushing his tongue back into my mouth. It was the hottest thing I think I'd ever experienced. I moved my hand for a moment, and fumbled with his belt, undoing the buckle. I undid the button on his waist, then pushed the zip of his trousers down. He was helping me - he had lifted himself off the settee so I could lower his boxers and trousers to his knees. I held his now twitching cock - it was a nice size - a bit bigger than mine. I ran my fingers up and down, never breaking the kiss. I caressed his balls, squeezing them gently. I heard him moan into my mouth.
We broke the kiss and I lowered my face to his lap, and kissed the tip of his cock. Somehow instinct had taken over. It felt so hot. And he was submitting. I let my tongue go up and down his cock, caressing the circumcised top, clicking under the bell, tasting his pre-cum. I took the tip of his cock in my mouth, then slowly lowered, sucking gently on him. I took his cock in my mouth as full as I could, then pulled up, then down again. Tim was gently holding my head, moaning softly as I gave him a blow job. I tried to judge the right speed, sucking on his cock, taking it in and out of my mouth. I never thought I could do this, and now it felt so good. He was moaning louder as I slid his cock in and out faster and faster, swirling my tongue around his cock as I did so. Suddenly I felt him tense, hold my head, thrust upwards, cry out as I tasted his cum spurting into my mouth. It tasted salty. I swallowed, as he seemed to thrust five of six times, each time emptying cum into my throat.
At last his thrusting stopped, his cock began to gently shrink. Suddenly I felt "empowered", in charge, wanting more... I released him, turned to Sandy and ordered her - get your Vaseline. I undid Tim's shirt and pulled it off him. By the time Sandy returned I had removed Tim's trousers and boxers from his feet. I ordered him: "On your hands and knees, bitch."
He did. As quick as he could. Sandy handed me the Vaseline she had fetched from our bedroom. I put some on my finger, and put my finger to his asshole. I gently eased my finger inside, putting the lubricant around the ring. Fair to Tim, he didn't move at all as I pushed my finger into his ass. I removed my finger, stood up and quickly removed my trousers and pants. I smeared a bit of the Vaseline around my rigid cock, then knelt behind him, putting the tip of my cock to his asshole. I felt him tense, but still he didn't move. I held his hips, and with increasing pressure pushed my cock at his ass. It took a few moments, but suddenly the tip was in, through the ring, which gripped tight. I pushed harder, further, deeper. Tim was tense, but gradually relaxed as I pushed deeper into him. It was probably the tightest place my cock had ever been - never even done anal with Sandy. Suddenly I was fully in. I rested, waited a few moments, before pulling out and thrusting back in, pulling Tim onto my cock with my hands holding his hips. I pulled out and slammed in again, and again, and again, faster and faster...
It only took a couple of minutes before I felt myself tensing. I thrust hard into Tim, and began pumping cum deep into his guts. Don't think I ever pumped more into anyone. Felt so tight, so hot. Tim thrust back to meet me, as I came in him.
A couple of moments later there was nothing else to give. I relaxed and pulled my cock out of him, exhausted.
I helped Tim onto the settee, sat there beside him. Recovered.
We all sat silently, no-one sure what to say. I had loved it. I think Tim had. I wasn't quite sure what Sandy and Jackie thought. I still felt bold, and remembered where this had all started. I turned to Jackie and Sandy: "Okay ladies, your turn. We've done our bit."
