Family Matters Pt 03 1

Picking up the pieces

Intro

Following our reconciliation, Linda and I declared that we wouldn't do anything that would jeopardise our marriage again without each other's approval. It was agreed that, should the situation arise, we would enjoy the moment together. The first time this happened was quite unintentional.

John, a good friend of mine in the military who had since retired, invited Linda and I for a weekend stay over at his cottage in the Cotswolds. The plan was to meet up with some of his neighbours at the local pub. Quite clearly, they were 'very' friendly neighbours, and the conversation was full of sexual innuendo. John was always a ladies' man and was into partner swapping while we were in Germany, though not with us. Unfortunately, his marriage broke up by mutual agreement, but they did meet occasionally for casual sex. However, on our night in the pub he was with a girlfriend.

Tania was a hairdresser and an extrovert. She flirted with our group outrageously, not just the men but with the women too, including Linda. Alison, a divorced mother and her 20-year-old son Tom were present and seemed to be very close, so close that she kept running her hand along his leg under the table to squeeze his crotch when discussing her sexual preferences. The seventh member was a guy called Ken who explained in detail his enthusiasm for "drinking from the honey pot."

At the end of the evening John invited everyone back to his cottage for a night cap. This appeared to be a regular occurrence for this group because there was no objection when John declared that he had some new videos. The room was small with just a two-seater settee and a couple of dining chairs. I sat on the settee with Linda while Tania moved a chair close to Linda's end. The other three found spaces on the floor, with Alison showing a lot of leg, while John perched himself on a stool near the TV and VCR. With just table lamps the lighting was intimate.

During the first video, which was a classic Taboo episode, there was some fumbling going on between Alison and Ken. Tania casually leant over and put her right arm around Linda's shoulders. Receiving no resistance from my wife, Tania slipped her left-hand down Linda's top and into her bra. Linda turned her head to speak to the hairdresser only have her words smothered with a kiss. The game was on.

John had his hand inside his jeans and was gently massaging his apparently quite considerable cock. Following his lead, I opened my trousers and drew Linda's hand across to me. She began stroking me without even breaking off from Tania's kiss. Alison was desperate to fuck so she announced that Ken was going to walk her home. She looked at her son: "Do you want to come with us sweetie or do you want to stay on?" He replied: "I'm OK mum I'll see you later." Tom was quite happy considering that he had his arm up Tania's skirt, something that she was not discouraging.

Linda abandoned my cock to concentrate on the squeezing and groping that was now going on between herself and Tania. She pushed Linda way and stood up interrupting young Tom's exploration of her underwear. "Let's take this into the kitchen where there is more room." With that she pulled Linda to her feet and lead her through the door by the hand. We all followed obediently.

The kitchen had a flag stone floor, in the middle of which was a long wooden table with 'church' benches along each side. The scene did look slightly like it had been set up like a sacrificial altar but there would be no unwilling sacrifices to be made that night.

Inside the kitchen, Tania lifted Linda's slight body under her armpits and sat her on the edge of the table. John observed from the corner of the room while Tom and I took places either side on the benches. Tania pulled my wife's top down, pulled her tits over her bra and began showering Linda face with wet kisses. Abandoning her heaving tits, Tania pushed a willing Linda backwards so that she lay on the tabletop. Raising her closed legs, she reached for Linda's already wet panties and pulled them off.

In the meantime, I leant over my wife's beaming face and kissed her gasping lips, groping one of her breasts at the same time. I looked up at Tom and said: "Come on mate, you can join in." Tom didn't need to be asked twice and eagerly reached to my wife's left breast. She raised her arm and stroked his face, saying: "Enjoy me son."

While Linda was being distracted Tania had retrieved a strap on dildo from a drawer in the table. It was obvious that she had previous knowledge of its location. The table height was ideal for a satisfactory angle of attack, and it went into Linda who's writhing greatly assisted its entry. After much grunting and heaving Linda wrapped her ankles around Tania and orgasmed in a long, sobbing wail. Tania eased off and whispered to Linda: "John is going to fuck you now."

While the action on the table had been taking place, John had taken off his jeans and pants and was pulling slowly on his long cock. "Derek mate, we have known each other for years and we never hooked up with our wives in Germany, though I wish we had. I've always fancied Linda, is if OK if I fuck her?" I replied: "I don't mind at all, but you had better ask Linda herself." John's eyes met Linda's and she smiled and said: "Come and fuck me big man."

Tania decided it would be a good idea to grasp John's cock and lead him over to Linda and guide it into her. I was standing watching my wife and my friend fuck. John was making long slow thrusts while Linda was grasping his back side with both her hands. The width of his cock was really stretching her hole. His speed built up until he was slamming in and out of her mound. Sensing he was near; my wife dug her fingernails into his back scratching his flesh. John let out a bellow from deep inside and came. As his movements eased off come was sliding down his shaft. He withdrew and drops from his bell end dripped onto the stone floor. His come began to ease out of my panting, quivering wife.

The mesmerised audience were suddenly back in the room when Tania snapped at Tom: "Come on lad you know what to do." Dutifully, as John backed away, Tom knelt in front of Linda's gaping cunt and began to lick up the semen.

Linda began to laugh, her belly wobbling in front of Tom's face. This set everyone off into giggles, except Tom who was busy. Linda looked up at me and said: "Darling that was wonderful, thank you so much." I replied, pointing at John: "Well it wasn't me really it was him." John slapped me on the back and said: "No, not really mate, we are all among family and friends".

Quite clearly our impromptu evening was coming to a close. As Linda was rearranging her clothing and retrieving her damp panties from Tom, who had considered them to be his trophy, she said: "Why don't we take him to bed with us darling, you both deserve some attention." To be fair, my cock was literally bursting for relief and Tom had a pleading look on his face and a growing damp patch on his light slacks.

While John and Tania were clearing up, Linda lead the way up the narrow staircase, her damp panties on display under her short dress, visible to Tom and myself who were following. Linda looked over her shoulder at Tom and said knowingly: "I know you like my knickers son, so you can keep then afterwards." Tom managed to croak a stuttered. "Thank you."

When we were inside the bedroom, we began taking off our clothes and Linda said: "Tom, I want to you the middle on the bed." He did as he was told and lay there hiding his young cock and balls. "No need to be shy lad, considering what we have just been doing." She lay on his right side and reassured him with light kisses and a stroking hand. I lay to his left wondering what might be about to happen.

"I think we should take care of him together Derek." I looked at her questioningly. "Come on, you know you really want to." I was surprised at her suggestion, but my cock wasn't, it was betraying my agreement.

Linda had her left tit in Tom's mouth as she drew lines with her fingers down his pale, hairless chest. She found his cock and light pubic hair. "Why don't you hold my husband's cock for him." Tom looked shocked. Before he could say anything, Linda said: "Don't be concerned, he is going to let you fuck me." The boy considered the scenario for moment and then tentatively reached for my cock. I wasn't displeased with the situation and elected to let my wife unfold her plan.

I reached for Tom's now very hard cock and rolled back his foreskin. I didn't feel any sexual sensation in doing this, but I knew how it would feel to him. Indeed, what he was doing to my cock was most agreeable. Linda interrupted proceedings by placing Tom's bell end in her mouth. After a couple of sucks and licks she said to me: "Why not join me, he won't mind now." This was new to me. I had stroked cocks and squeezed balls during our wife swapping activities, but I had never had one in my mouth.

Linda moved her head and began licking and nibbling the side of Tom's cock leaving its head accessible to me. My wife raised her head to kiss me on the lips in approval of my action. I put his cock in my mouth. Any misgivings I had evaporated. It felt OK.

Moving things along, Linda began to squeeze and rotate Tom's balls. He was anxious to come. I hesitated in my attentions, to which my wife reacted by holding my head down. When Tom came our tongues became entwined at the head of his cock as his come erupted. I swallowed some, she swallowed some, the rest was smeared on our kissing faces.

Tom was sobbing with relief and the joy of his lucky evening. Linda commanded: "Derek get your cock over here." I moved closer to Tom, so my cock was resting on his stomach. Linda moved so she could suck me off. She wanked me and sucked me until I shot my load over her face and the boy's genitals. Linda rubbed the come into the boy's parts and his stomach. I was invited to help.

Fully satiated by the wonderful sex we had shared, we all drifted off to sleep. I awoke during the dark night to peer up at my wife in the gloom to see her riding Tom's cock. She smiled down at me lovingly as I closed my eyes again. When I next opened them, it was morning, the boy had gone, and my wife was in the shower. I joined her.

Suitably refreshed, we dressed and went downstairs to follow the smell of bacon being fried in the kitchen. John was standing behind Tania who was trying her best to prepare the bacon sandwiches while John had his groping hands inside her house coat. She managed to discourage him.

We sat round the table that had served as last night's 'altar'. The conversation was light and humorous. We all broke into spontaneous laughter when John said: "It was great having you to stay." Linda replied: "That's OK John, you can have me at any time."