Hi, Steph here. It's true that all good things come to an end, and so did my relationship with Brian. Things were ok for a while after he left for college. We talked almost every day and when he came in for a weekend, we were inseparable. After a few weeks, though, there were nights when he couldn't talk because he "had to study". I thought that seemed reasonable, after all, he was there to learn. When he came home for Thanksgiving, he seemed distracted, like something else was on his mind.
Brian's parents, Dave and Sue, were planning a big swingers party for New Years Eve; lots of people fucking the new year in. I knew Brian wouldn't want to be there because his sister, Britney, would be there. Brian still couldn't admit to himself that Britney made him horny, even though I'm fairly certain Britney makes everyone with eyes horny. I suggested to Brian that I could skip the party and we could spend the night together. I had really missed him and couldn't think of a better way to spend New Years Eve than riding his magnificent cock. He said no. He said that I should go to the party because his mom and sister would be disappointed if I didn't. I did my best not to show it, but that really fucking hurt.
When Spring Break rolled around and Brian went to the beach with some friends instead of coming home, I knew deep down that we were probably over. A couple of weeks after he got back from break, he called to tell me that he had met someone and he loved her and she wanted a monogamous relationship, so he was only going to be with her. I wish I could say that it didn't break my heart. I wish I could say that I didn't cry. I can't, though. Brian was my first lover and he was, is, a good guy. I knew that it couldn't last, because eventually he'd have to know about Mom and me, and then I'd be faced with an ultimatum. That didn't make it hurt any less, though.
A couple of days after Brian dumped me, I got a phone call from his Mom, Sue. "Steph, I just heard about you and Brian. I'm so sorry, sweetheart, are you ok?"
"Hi, Sue. Yeah, I'll be ok. I mean, it hurts, but I'm a big girl."
"I'm glad you're ok, sweetheart. I wanted to make sure you know that this doesn't affect how Dave and I feel about you. We absolutely adore you and want you to know that you're always welcome at our home."
"Thank you, Sue. It's a big relief to know that we're still ok."
I felt a warm glow of relief when we hung up. I had lost a boyfriend, but I hadn't lost his family. I'd miss Brian, but between my Mom, my grandma, and Brian's Mom, I was sure that my emotional and sexual needs would be well met.
A couple of weeks later, Dave and Sue held another party. I reassured Mom that I was ok, so we went. As soon as we walked through the door, I was greeted by Sue with a warm hug and a kiss on my cheek. "I'm so glad to see you again, sweetheart. I was afraid that you wouldn't feel comfortable with us. It's such a relief to have you with us again."
I couldn't help but blush. "Thank you, Sue. I'm glad to see you, too. I can't imagine losing you, too."
"Well, do come in. Find yourself a nice, hard cock or a sweet, wet pussy to entertain yourself. Save something for me, though. I want you on my face before the night's out."
I ran into Dave in the main room and he immediately swept me up in a giant bear hug. Though I could feel his cock against my bare thigh, there was absolutely nothing sexual in that hug. It was all love and warmth and I realized that if I had met them when I was a kid, they'd be Uncle Dave and Aunt Sue. It was really nice, but a little incongruous. Somehow, it seemed a bit less odd later when Mom was sucking Dave's cock while I ate Sue's wonderful pussy.
Britney came home for summer. The day after she got home, we went out for a girl's day. At lunch, she asked how Brian and I were doing; apparently no one had told her. She took it a lot harder than I expected. My first thought was that she was probably hoping that we'd eventually convince Brian to have a threesome with us. Then a troubling thought occurred to me. What if Britney's interest in me was only as a way to potentially bed her brother? My concerns were laid to rest when we got home and Britney and I took comfort in each other's arms and on each other's faces.
As we lay in post-coital bliss, Britney said, "Ya know, my Dad's 50th birthday is coming up."
"Cool, got anything special planned?"
"Well, that's something that I was hoping to talk to you about. Most years, Mom and I let him watch us play, then he'll either fuck Mom or she'll give him a blow job, and he loves that. I want to do something more this year, though. I was hoping... um... maybe you and your Mom could join Mom and me. I mean, if you want to. No pressure, though."
"I'll need to check with Mom, but it sounds fun to me!"
Just then, Sue poked her head in the door. "If you two lovebirds are done conspiring, come downstairs and join us for dinner. Feel free to get dressed first." Sue looked at us hungrily, then added, "Or don't."
Britney and I split the difference and put our panties on before joining Sue and Dave for dinner. Our dining companions seemed to appreciate our choice of outfits, with Dave speaking up to say, "Looks delicious! The chicken doesn't look bad, either." A corny joke from a horny man. Despite his joking demeanor, I could tell Dave wanted to do very naughty things with everyone at the table, Britney included.
Dinner was delicious and conversation flowed freely and very flirtatiously. As we were wrapping up, Britney said, "That was delicious! What's for dessert, Mom?"
"Well, would you girls like a hot, fresh cream pie?"
"That sounds delicious, Sue."
Sue stood and said, "Britney, baby, do you mind helping your Mommy take her pants off?"
Britney strutted over to stand in front of her Mother, then squatted down. She unbuttoned Sue's jeans, then unzipped them. Britney slid Sue's jeans down over her hips, revealing a pretty blue pair of panties, and then a giant wet spot. "Oh, wow, Mom. You're so wet, already!"
"What did you expect, baby? With you and Steph sitting there, almost naked, showing us those sexy bodies."
