Kathy and Frank invited me to breakfast the next morning. We frankly discussed our sexual situation. I told them that I was not Frank's fuckboy or Kathy's gigolo and, conversely, Frank was not my fuckboy and Kathy was not my whore.
They both seemed rather shocked or, at least, a little put out.
Kathy said, "But I thought we had a good thing going here."
"Me too," from Frank.
"We do, but let's not get too possessive of each other. Kathy, I love it when you suck or fuck me. Your pussy tastes great and, Frank, so does your cock. Your cock feels great in my ass and I enjoy pushing my meat up yours. But none of us own each other."
They both agreed this was true. Frank excused himself by saying that he had to leave for work. Kathy and I chatted a little bit then I excused myself.
Later, I was seated at my desk and writing a short story for my Creative Writing 315 course, when Kathy knocked on the doorjamb.
"May I come in?"
"Sure, Kathy. You are always welcome."
"Frank and I know what you mean, but we have a special relationship with you. And we don't want to lose that."
"I don't think you have to worry about that, Kathy."
"I hope so. But I came down to talk with you about something else."
"What's that?"
"Remember, last fall, when you looked over our yard and said there were several places that, with a little fencing or screening, would be ideal for sunbathing?"
"Yes, I remember."
"Well, I'd like to screen and fence them. I want to lay naked in the sun. I want to fuck in the sun."
"Nude sunbathing is one thing. Outdoor sex, even in the privacy of your own yard, may be something else."
"So what! I want to jump Frank's or your bones under the sun. I want to have grass stains on my knee's or on my back from being fucked on the lawn."
"Well, let's start with the sunbathing and work from there."
"O.K. Jeez, this talk has made me horny." Kathy rubbed her crotch.
Kathy moved next to me as I sat at the desk. She put her arm around my shoulder. I was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, as was Kathy.
Kathy leaned over and kissed me. She sucked my tongue into her mouth. At the same time, I slipped my hands up under her t-shirt and hefted her braless breasts.
Kathy slipped her hands into my shorts. In a moment, both of us were naked. We moved to my bed. We ended up in a 69. I was on top with my face buried in Kathy's cunt and my lips sealed around her clit.
Kathy had her nose buried in my pubic hair and my cockhead deep down her throat.
We brought each other off. Kathy was groaning and gulping and I was wishing she was more of a squirter as we got our rocks off at the same time.
After resting for a minute, I pushed myself up onto my knees. "What had we just talked about?"
"As I remember, it was something about sex and possessing each other."
I looked down at Kathy. "I guess we just illustrated the point."
Kathy tugged my cock down to her lips. She licked my cockhead, then grinned, "I see what you mean. Lie down next to me."
We were cuddled up in each other's arms. "That was fun, but we are going to have to cool this sex stuff for the next few weeks."
"What do you mean?"
"My Mother is coming to stay with us for the next month. We'll probably have to delay the nude sunbathing places and, worst of all, the sex until she leaves."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes. Really. I don't think she would approve of Frank and I sucking and fucking our tenant and me eating the pussies of my bridge partners."
"Yes, I can see how that may be off-putting, unless you're into alternative life styles or swinging."
"Off-putting? Swinging? My parents hardly held hands. They didn't know what swinging was. They did the "nasty" once a week, every Saturday night, missionary style, wham-bam-thank-you-M'am, roll over on your back and fall asleep.
"You're kidding me?"
"No! When I was a teenager, I heard them and I knew what was happening." My parents were so conventional and straight-laced.
"What did you do?"
"What do you think I did? I finger fucked myself, diddled my clitoris and vowed that I would never fuck unless it was fun."
I put my arms around Kathy and her pulled over and up and against my chest. "I'm not sure, but I hope that you have had fun fucking me. I know I've had fun fucking you and Frank."
"Yes, Rich, you're a fun fuck. Frank thinks so too." Kathy pushed herself out of my arms, kissed me, got out of bed, and went upstairs.
I met Kathy's Mom about a week later. I was working at my desk when I heard a knock on the doorjamb.
"Come in."
"Hello, you must be Rich the Renter? I'm Kathy's Mom, Lily."
I hadn't thought of myself as Rich the Renter, but it fit. "Yes, I'm Rich. Please come in, Lily. I'm glad to meet you."
Lily came into my apartment. I offered her a chair. She sat, instead, on the foot of the bed next to my desk. She was a rather prim looking woman with nicely coiffed short gray hair and striking blue eyes.
"Kathy also calls you 'Rich the rigid. Or Rich the erect. Or Rich the upright."
"Excuse me?"
"Pardon my forwardness. Kathy likes, and recommends, your cock."
"I beg your pardon!"
"Don't! Please listen. Kathy told me that she knew about my sex life. Harold, my late husband, was an uptight, straight-laced jerk, if you please, when it came to sex."
"His idea was sex was a duty. It was my duty to put out once a week when he was ready and whether or not I was ready or even interested. He was Mister Saturday Night. Wham-bam-thank-you-M'am-roll-over-and-go-to sleep."
"Jeez, that's terrible. What did you do?"
"Like Kathy, I finger fucked myself and diddled my clit. Harold died ten years go."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"Don't be. He was fucking his secretary when he had a heart attack. I only told Kathy he was in the saddle when he bought it. I know she knew it wasn't my saddle since he died on a Tuesday. I've been "dickless" ever since."
Lily was wearing a housecoat. "What can I do for you, Lily?"
She smiled. "Come here."
I stood up from the desk and walked over to the foot of the bed.
Lily looked up at me. "Rich, remember, sex is like riding a bicycle. Once you learn, you never forget. You may be rusty and wobbly, but you never forget how to ride a bicycle."
Lily slid her hand up under my t-shirt. She rubbed my stomach, then pulled my shorts down. She slid her hand down to my cock. She leaned forward into my crotch and nuzzled her face against my cock and balls.
She looked up at me. "As I said, I've been dickless for ten years." She licked my cockhead and then sucked it into her mouth. She certainly wasn't wobbly and, if she was rusty, I'll go for rusty every time.
I put my hand on her face and pulled my cock out of her mouth. I pulled off my t-shirt and stepped out of my shorts. I then helped her to her feet, untied and opened her housecoat, and pulled her body against mine.
I pushed her housecoat off her shoulders, then laid her back on my bed. She tried to cover her breasts. I moved her hands.
"Don't look at my breasts. They are flat and saggy and old."
I saw inch long nipples that begged to be sucked. And I did.
Lily rolled and twisted her torso as I sucked her nipples. I kissed my way down her chest and belly towards her crotch. Her belly was a little flabby but below it was a cunt covered with shiny gray curly hair.
I buried my face in her crotch. She smelled of bath soap and raspberry douche. "You'll have to excuse the douche. I hoped to get lucky."
I pushed her legs apart for better access, then, with my tongue and fingers, I worked my way through her silver thatch, spread her cunt lips and began to search for her clit with my tongue and lips.
Lily responded by moving me around and swallowing my cock.
She responded to the stimulation of her clit by vigorously sucking my cock. I ran my tongue up and down her slit as I licked and sucked her pussy lips.
Lily had one hand wrapped around my cock shaft as she swabbed the head with her tongue. "I've got to rest."
I moved from over her. I wet my finger in my mouth, then ran it up and down her slit. As I lay down beside her, I pushed my finger into her pussy.
Lily turned towards me, held my head and kissed me. She pushed her tongue into my mouth as I finger fucked her. Finally, she stopped my by putting her hand on her cunt and holding my hand.
She sat up next to me. Then she got up on her knees. She wrapped her hands around my cock shaft. "May I jack you off?"
"Please do."
Lily pumped, twisted, stroked, squeezed and fondled. Her hand job technique wasn't very rusty either.
"I'm about to cum, Lily."
"Good." She continued with a steady stroke. She held my cock as my load shot onto my stomach.
Lily dipped a finger in the cum. She licked her finger, dipped it again, and presented it to me to lick. I sucked her finger into my mouth.
Lily then licked some cum off my stomach. She leaned forward and we French kissed.