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Anonymous Encounter
by Nncest Addict (nncest_addict@mrdouble.com)
***
Twenty-something rich couple get invited to exclusive
anonymous swing party; masks are required. Anonymity =
no inhibitions and ANYTHING goes. Mom sent invitation
and wants to see family play. Daughter and son-in-law
know who they are and that makes it hotter! (family,
inc, bi, orgy)
***
They had just pulled into the long driveway of a huge
home in the old quarter of town. It was one of those
turn of the century railroad tycoon sort of homes with
huge pillars, a carriage house and grand gardens. Most
of these homes in the downtown area were turned into
lawyer's offices or corporate headquarters. There was a
line of cars ahead of them leading up to the entrance
of the mansion and waiting for valet service. Her
husband Jeff looked over and asked her to put her mask
on before they got to the door and were recognized.
From the back seat she brought out a white Mardi-Gras
type mask that was made of painted ceramic and crepe.
It had the general look and shape of a woman's features
and had dabs of rouge on the cheeks with eye liner
around the eye holes. The mask was cut to cover the top
and middle of the face and expose her mouth and chin.
There were feathers around the top and side edges to
cover the forehead and hair line. There were also 2
ribbons that trailed from it to hold the mask in place.
Susan placed the mask over her features and fastened
the ribbons. She then reached back and handed Jeff a
similar mask with male features. As the car pulled up
under the portico a man in a servant's uniform reached
to open the door for her. While she exited the vehicle
she noted that he was wearing a tuxedo and a very plain
full-face mask in the same style as her own but with no
real characteristics painted on it. He then indicated
the front entrance with a wave of his hand. She waited
as her husband passed the car off to a valet which was
also masked. As she and Jeff walked to the huge double
front doors which matched the rest of the grand scale
of the house, her stomach was experiencing mild
butterflies.
As they reached the massive front doors they were
opened by two servants dressed as the first and also
wearing nondescript masks. One opened the door and the
other blocked their way inside. In a very polite manner
he spoke "Good evening and welcome. Due to the fact
that this is a private party could you please provide
me with some form of identification?" Jeff replied
"Anonymous 319."
"Very well sir, enjoy your stay this evening." With
that he moved to the left and extended a straight arm
sweeping them into the room.
The main foyer of the house matched the rest of the
grandeur that Susan had seen so far. The ceilings were
at least fifteen feet high and the furniture around the
edges of the room was all heavy and turn-of-the-
century. There were several people milling around the
room in pairs and small groups chatting. It seemed like
a very elegant but typical dinner party except for the
fact that everyone in the room had a mask disguising
their identity.
There were more servants circulating with trays of what
appeared to be champagne flutes. (and all had the plain
white nondescript masks that she had seen previously.)
All of the guests in the room also were sporting
variations on the Mardi Gras theme mask she wore, some
more ornate than others. Jeff turned to her and asked
if she would like a drink before they proceeded.
She thought that would probably be a good idea
considering what was going to happen in the next few
hours. She reclined on a settee enjoying the calm
before the storm. Every once in a while someone would
walk past and nod or say hello and people kept
arriving. Once, a waiter passed by and offered them
drinks which they accepted. Again, it struck her that
they were all nondescript people with no identity due
to what they wore on their faces.
As Susan talked with her husband she started to notice
that just about everyone that entered the room
eventually wandered off down a side corridor to their
left. She noted that some people went down the hall
immediately after arriving and some people lingered to
drink and chat or wait for others. The amount of people
in the room stayed somewhat constant due to new
arrivals. And everyone was dressed to both impress and
tease. There was more couture in this one room than in
most designer shops in town.
As Susan watched people move around the room she
thought back to how they had arrived here.
She and Jeff had both lead privileged lives. Her father
was a very wealthy man due to software creation in the
early eighties. She vaguely remembered living in a
small house when she was very little but her dad had
made huge mounds of money just before her teen years.
Hers was a life of the best. She moved in the circles
of privilege and found her husband there. Jeff swept
her off her feet and they were married four years ago.
Now at age twenty six, they were happily married and on
the adventure of a life time.
Early in their relationship they discovered that they
both enjoyed sex; a lot! Not having some of the
restrictions that most of us face, (money can buy or
fix just about anything), they had both experimented
heavily before and after their lives intertwined. As a
couple, they were members of the most exclusive swing
club in the large metropolis they lived in. Some of
their parties had already turned into legend.
Approximately 3 months ago they received a cryptic
email invitation addressed to their personal account.
It said that they were invited to a very exclusive
party which they would both thoroughly enjoy. It was
sent by an anonymous email address with no name, but
Jeff could tell it wasn't junk mail because it
mentioned several personal facts about them. Nothing
untoward mind you, just things like having John their
butler look after their dog for the night of the party.
It also mentioned their participation at the swing club
and several other things only someone that knew them
well would be aware of.
It had to be someone they knew so they decided to check
it out. The email also contained a web address, a log-
in name, and a password which would lead to all of the
details. Upon entering the website and inputting the
password a web page came up with a warning. It stated
that the information contained in the site was very
confidential and that the person that proffered the
invitation both trusted their character and ability to
be discreet, please do not betray that trust and
belief. After agreeing to the discretion plea, they
were routed to The Anonymous Encounter website.
The introductory page was titillating. It explained
that The Anonymous Encounter was created by and for a
group of very powerful and influential people that
could not pursue pleasure as most could due to their
stations in life. The Anonymous Encounter was born out
of a need for complete privacy while exploring a
decadent sex life. Most members had enough friends and
networked enough in their day to day lives. This avenue
was created strictly as an outlet for sexual pleasure.
With that in mind, the rules were few and far between.
They were:
1. At no time will any member reveal their identity at
a party.
2. At no time will a member inform ANYONE of their
membership to The Anonymous Encounter EVER.
3. All access codes, locations, and invitations are
never shared. It is the responsibility of The Anonymous
Encounter to disseminate this information to members.
4. To control confidentiality and admission, a retainer
will be held in escrow for each member until their
death, at which time it would be returned to their
estate.
5. Pleasure, no matter how derived, is the ultimate
goal of The Anonymous Encounter.
After agreeing in principle, the paged morphed into a
group photo of nine people. Each person wore a mask
similar to the one Susan wore now and were in varying
stages of undress. And they were all involved in
something sexual. It was a great photo but nothing out
of the ordinary for a couple that attended upscale
swing parties.
The next photo got their attention. A woman was on all
fours, again in a mask, with a large German Sheppard
dog mounted on her. It was clear that the animal was
imbedded inside of her. There were several people
surrounding this coupling and touching each other as
they watched.
Again, the masks were in place. The caption under the
picture read "Everyone can watch yet no one will know."
It was the third photo that was the complete shocker.
Standing in the middle of the picture were two very
young adults, a boy and girl. Neither of them could
have been more than 15. Both were completely naked
except for the masks. The boy had his arm around the
girl's shoulders and his hand dangled over her left
breast. He also was sporting a hard cock pointing
directly at the camera. There were people milling
around in the background in the same stages of undress
as the first picture. This caption read "Everything
consensual can be explored with no judgments."
Both Jeff and Susan stared at the screen dumbfounded.
Before either could react verbally, the screen morphed
into more text. I mention react verbally because both
of their bodies had reacted unbidden. Susan had soaked
her panties within seconds of seeing the woman being
serviced by the dog. Like many females, this was a dark
masturbatory fantasy of hers. Jeff had reacted to the
very young woman's open nudity. His cock had become
uncomfortably hard running down the left leg of his
suit pants and was clearly visible.
The text on the computer screen informed them that the
images they had just seen were not stored in computer
memory, nor could they be retrieved from the website
due to security reasons. It then went on to explain
that all things that take place at The Anonymous
Encounter were completely consensual. At no time was
anyone forced to perform in any way that they did not
want to.
With that in mind, security was the paramount concern.
Again, you have been recommended by another member
which is the only way to receive an invitation. Due to
the nature of happenings at The Anonymous Encounter, no
other information or pictures could be provided If you
are interested please click on the apply button at the
bottom of the screen.
Jeff moved the mouse until the pointer was hovering
over the Apply button. Before going any further he
looked up at his wife with a questioning look. She
nodded and said "Yes" in little more than a whisper. He
hit the left mouse key and changed their lives forever
without knowing it.
Thank you in your interest in The Anonymous Encounter.
As you have already witnessed and our name implies,
discretion and security are THE utmost concerns. To
ensure that all participants are of appropriate
caliber, assume the same risk and to ensure continued
security; a deposit must be placed with The Anonymous
Encounter. This deposit will be in the amount of
$750,000 and will be retained by The Anonymous
Encounter until death of the participants. At that time
the original deposit and all investment interest will
be returned to the estate of the members. This large
sum is required to ensure the following:
1. That all participants have the means to accumulate
and forfeit use of the needed finances.
2. That all participants who have the means to
accumulate the needed finances must be prominent enough
in their community that exposure would be greatly
detrimental to their lives and therefore help ensure
confidentiality.
3. Approximately .5% of investment interest will be
utilized to cover all expenses of The Anonymous
Encounter operations.
"Are you serious?" Jeff asked incredulously.
The whole mystery had gotten to Susan as well as the
previous images, so in a firm voice she told Jeff to
hit the Continue button.
As further proof of our authenticity, the following
statement has been provided from your nominating
member.
Susan and Jeff,
Although I cannot tell you who I am, I can provide you
with assurances that this is a proper and legitimate
offer of participation.
Susan
• your favorite food is venison loin
• the small scar on your left thigh was from a riding
accident at the age of 14 when you were thrown from
your horse, Wilson's Magic
• Jeff has a DVD hidden in the wall safe of your last
birthday celebration where you enjoyed the services of
5 men and 2 women at the club.
Jeff
• Your favorite color is dark green
• At 19 years old you were caught with Sabrina, your
family's house maid in the pool house. Instead of
allowing the family to fire her, you insisted they
increase her salary for one year and you continued your
forays in the pool house before she quit.
• Your first semester at College was a disaster and
your father had to intervene with the Dean. No one was
told of this.
I supply you with these details to prove that I do know
you and know you VERY well. This is the opportunity of
a life time. I have been a member for years and it has
been the most exciting time of my life. I can provide
assurances that your money will be both safe and well
managed.
Take the risk!
The couple stared at the computer screen in shock.
Obviously the person who provided their names knew them
both very well. They both started to talk at once. "Who
could it be?"
"Is it your friend Garrick?
"What about Jennifer?"
"Has anyone mentioned any of these things to you in the
last few months?"
"Who in the hell could have known all that?"
After a few minutes of asking each other questions with
no answers, they calmed down.
Susan finally asked "Well?"
"Well what?"
"Do we join?"
"Come on Sue, you want to cut a check for $750,000 to a
strange group without knowing anything about them? You
can't be serious."
"Sweetheart, you know that we can afford the deposit. I
can deal with most of it from my trust fund options.
You would have to come up with about $200,000. We can
do that easily."
"Really, you would be willing to risk that much money
for a good time. We can do that at the Club."
"No sweetheart, we can't." Susan sunk to her knees
beside Jeff's leather office chair. As she undid his
belt and proceeded to remove his penis, she said "Come
on baby, what happened to you? A few minutes ago I saw
you get hard looking at the picture of those teenagers.
Which one got to you, him or her?"
As she finished her question she slipped his semi hard
cock into her mouth and proceeded to lick around the
rim of his head. He grew quickly. Between long licks of
his shaft she said "We can't play like that at the
Club. You can't touch someone that looked like they
did. You can't taste someone so young and sweet at the
Club. You can't watch your wife serviced by an animal
at the Club."
After each statement Susan ran her tongue up the
underside of Jeff's pole and was rewarded with a moan.
She wasn't sure if it was her licking or what she was
saying that elicited the noise.
"You'd like to feel that dog on top of you?"
She pulled off of him again to answer. "No, I want to
feel that dog IN me." She then plunged down on his cock
again taking him into her throat.
Just like every other time in her life, Susan got what
she wanted. Within 2 weeks all of the funds were
transferred. Of course both their lawyers and
accountants flipped and wanted to know what 'the up
side to this investment was.' They were instructed to
do as they were told.
Back in the present Jeff and Susan decided that it was
time to go into the party.
They set their empty glasses aside and strolled down
the corridor that everyone else was using.
As they moved down the hall towards a set of large oak
double doors flanked by two more tuxedoed men in plain
masks, Susan started to get wet, very wet. The first
time that she was here was an incredible experience.
She did not meet the owner of the German Sheppard they
had seen in the invitation pictures but she did get
acquainted with a Great Dane with a HUGE cock. It had
turned out to be the most erotic experience of her
life.
As they drew near the doors they slipped into a smaller
door to the left. It was a moderate sized room lined
with highly polished wooden lockers. Ones you would
find in an exclusive, centuries old men's club. There
happened to be no one else in the room at the moment.
Once finding an empty locker, Jeff proceeded to remove
Susan's coat.
Underneath she wore an incredibly sexy set of lingerie.
She wore a fine lace demi-cup bra in deep lavender with
a matching thong panty. The material was so fine that
she was completely covered yet naked at the same time.
Her legs were encased in smoke colored stay-up
stockings that ended just below her torso. She was
pleased to see that she had an affect on him. As he
looked at her, his penis started to harden in his
trousers.
After drinking in the beauty of his wife, Jeff removed
his suit and other clothes. He turned and stood before
her utterly naked except for the mask that hid his
identity, or so she thought. It took her a moment to
notice that he wasn't completely naked. He had what
appeared to be a leather strap about an inch wide that
encircled his balls as well as a ring around the base
of his penis. He noticed her looking.
"You always say that I never dress up so I thought I
would make the effort. All set?" Susan nodded and took
his arm. Just as they turned to leave another couple
came through the door. They nodded at Jeff and Susan as
well as looked them over from head to toe. As the other
couple started looking for an empty locker for
themselves, Jeff led his wife back out into the
corridor.
As they approached the massive doors one of the
sentries moved and opened the left one for them.
"Enjoy your evening," he said as they passed.
They went through the opening and entered another
world. This was obviously the ballroom of the mansion.
It was an immense room set up for a reception or dance.
There were both large and small tables covered in fine
linen table clothes around the perimeter of the room
and a dance floor in the centre.
At the far end of the room there was a stage and small
runway projecting slightly into the dance floor. Most
of the light came from large candelabras on the floor
all about the room and smaller ones on all the tables.
This created warmth both from the type of light the
candles emitted as well as from their heat.
It was also filled with people dressed, or should I say
undressed, just like they were. It could have been any
social occasion except for that fact. People were
sitting or standing in pairs and groups, deep in
conversation, laughing, or just listening to the music
emanating from the speakers on the stage. There seemed
to be every manner of dress and costume worn by the
people attending this gathering and they were all
suggestive and revealing. Every single person in the
room also wore a mask of some sort. There was
absolutely no way that you could tell who anyone was!
Jeff and Susan stood, hand in hand, just inside the
door. It was just too much to take in all at once. Jeff
was the first one to move. He gently guided Susan down
the right side of the room past several people to the
first small empty table. Jeff looked at his wife to
gauge her reaction as she took in her surroundings. Her
breathing had increased and her nipples grew very
prominent while she scanned the room
There were approximately 200 people in the room.
Directly to their left there was a table of six people,
presumably three couples, in their late 20s or early
30s. Two of the women were in slip dresses made of a
completely transparent material, one green and other
blue. They left absolutely nothing to the imagination.
The one in blue had both of her nipples pierced. The
other woman was dressed similarly to Susan but in black
stockings and red lingerie. It appeared as if the men
were all naked.
It was impossible to tell while they were sitting down
until one of them shifted in his chair which gave them
a full profile of his body including his penis, which
was semi-hard. It became apparent why, when the woman
in green sitting beside him reached in to his lap and
proceeded to fondle him. Her hand was wrapped around
his manhood, slowly stoking and squeezing it. All the
while the six of them continued their conversation,
breaking out in laughter every few minutes.
The table to their right held only one couple who
appeared to be in their late forties or early fifties
(it was so hard to tell without fully seeing their
faces). They were both deeply tanned and in very good
shape. The woman wore a white see thru teddy and her
partner appeared to be wearing a g-string pouch which
held his balls and allowed his cock to hang through an
opening in the front. And he was huge! His member
completely flaccid was at least eight inches long. Even
if he didn't gain anything when hard, it was still
immense.
As she surveyed the room a masked attendant came by the
table and offered each of them another flute of
champagne, which they both readily accepted.
Susan looked just left of the stage and felt her nether
opening gush again. It was there that she had allowed a
black Great Dane to mount and fuck her to within an
inch of her life the last time they were here. She had
been surrounded by an audience of other revelers giving
encouragement and critiquing the performance of both
her and the dog.
She had been jack-hammered by a beast in front of 25 to
30 strangers and she had cum continuously for ten
minutes until the dog unleashed a huge load into her
and his knot expanded. It nearly ripped her in two.
Their performance elicited a round of applause from the
spectators. They were joined for over half an hour
which caused Susan to go off again every few minutes.
Finally the animal slipped out of her and curled up a
few feet away and went to sleep. In a semiconscious
state she had two different people lick her gaping hole
and suck out the dog's seed.
The memory sent goose bumps up her spine.
As they sipped their drinks they watched people move
through the room. A man dressed completely in black
walked by the table being trailed by a naked woman on a
leather leash. The leather strap was about 2 feet long
and terminated in a steel ring; from the ring branched
three gold chains. She had both of her nipples pierced
as well as her labia and a chain was attached to each.
As the man walked he would tug on the lead which pulled
the woman's nipples and lower lips out. Only the lower
portion of her face was visible but they could see it
contract in pain on every tug. However, the woman
lagged behind her presumed master and made no effort to
catch up.
Several people were already engaged in heavy petting or
subtle sexual play. In the corner to their right five
people were sitting on the floor in a circle fondling
their neighbor in daisy chain fashion. Across the room
Susan caught a glimpse of the Great Dane that she got
to know last visit. It was being led by its master, a
heavy set man that was so hairy he could have been
related to the Dane.
Looking at the creature caused Susan's tunnel to
contract and get wetter. A few feet away from the dog a
group of women had partially surrounded a young man
with an obscenely enormous cock. It was only semi hard
and was at least 12 ½ inches long. He seemed very
comfortable and confident with the women touching,
stroking and fussing over his gigantic manhood.
There was also the "Blue Group" across the dance floor
to the left. Jeff and Susan found out last time that
this group ALWAYS showed up only wearing blue from
masks to lingerie. They were considered the most
adventurous bunch in the Club yet they only socialized
with each other. No outsiders were ever included. It
was fairly typical; even in a very restricted setting
like Anonymous Encounter, there was yet a more
exclusive group. The rich can be so elitist.
Susan and Jeff people watched for ten minutes or so,
each pointing out interesting sights (or acts) to the
other. Just as their drinks were finished there was
some activity at the side of the stage. During every
function there was an auction of sorts. Select members
would volunteer to put themselves, or at least certain
parts of themselves, up for auction. That was how Susan
got to live out her canine fantasy last party. Each
person or service would be announced and then members
would bid.
After each auction the winner would provide their
private account number to the auctioneer's assistant
and the money would be withdrawn from their security
account. The proceeds of the auctions would be used to
cover costs of parties, special events or workshops. It
cost Susan $75,000 to feel the huge animal's knot
inside her last party and it was worth every penny.
Besides, the money wasn't really an issue. The auction
was more fun than anything else and gave people an
excuse to flaunt themselves.
Jeff suggested that they walk over to the bar and get a
drink other than champagne before the action started.
Just as they were getting up Susan heard something that
just about froze her in her tracks. Someone in the
crowd had laughed. The problem was it sounded just like
someone she knew very well. She told herself that she
must have been mistaken; there was so much noise in the
room that it could have been anyone.
As they left the table for the bar, a woman of at least
sixty passed the other way. Her breasts were completely
empty and flat as was the back of her body because she
no longer had any definition to her ass. The hair on
her head was grey as was the sparse hair between her
legs.
She held the hand of a wide-eyed boy of no more than
15. His pencil-like cock stood out no more than four
inches and had little pubic hair around the base. He
was so hard it did not even bounce as he moved. Susan
made a small growling sound in her throat as they
walked by. Jeff looked sideways at her. "See something
naughty you would like? Maybe later you can find out if
grandma is willing to share her babysitting
responsibilities," he commented.
Her only response was "Mmmmmmmmmm."
As they skirted the dance floor arm in arm and neared
the bar, Susan's world tilted sideways and slid out
from under her. She stood frozen on the spot which
startled Jeff. He looked at his wife with both surprise
and concern. Although her facial features were half
covered he could tell that something had startled her
and the color in her face had washed out. "What is it?"
he asked.
Susan forced herself to snap out of it and started
moving. She propelled herself and Jeff forward to the
bar area as quickly as she could without attracting
attention. Once there, she wormed their way into the
crowd milling around. Again her husband asked "Hey,
what the hell is going on?"
Susan seemed to have recovered somewhat and her color
had returned. She took a deep breath and whispered to
her husband "My parents are here."
"WHAT??!?" Jeff asked in a hoarse whisper.
"My Mom and Dad are sitting over by the wall at a small
table beside the second floor candelabra from the
right."
Jeff glanced over in the direction that Susan indicated
but couldn't locate the people she was talking about.
"Are you sure? Everyone is wearing a mask!"
"Jeff, I know what my parents look like. I don't care
if they are masked or not, I grew up with these people
and I know what they look like!! Oh my God! I thought I
heard Daddy's laugh earlier."
"Calm down sweetie. Now, tell me again where you think
they are sitting."
"My parents ARE sitting at a small table by themselves
up against the wall. If you look over my right shoulder
you can see my dad standing beside the table wearing
black mesh briefs. God, who would ever think that I
would ever say that? His mask is black also with gold
trim."
Jeff looked over, searching for the person that Susan
described. When his eyes finally fell on the guy, he
had no doubt. Susan's father at fifty eight, was 6' 2"
with salt and pepper hair, a fairly good build left
over from varsity track in the old days (he still ran
every day), and the clincher was the tattoo. When his
track team won All State, they each got a tattoo of
Mercury's winged boots on their left shoulder and the
year. It was him.
Jeff then moved his gaze to the woman at the table. She
was dressed in a sheer gown of black that flowed from a
neck choker and her mask was the female equivalent of
her husband's. What surprised Jeff, besides the
obvious, was that his mother-in-laws nipples were
pierced and a fine gold chain linked the two. She was
usually a very reserved person, very friendly and
loving, but always seemed to be holding back. The
nipple rings were very out of her normal character. He
could not see her lower half.
She was a very petite woman of no more than 5' tall and
she was a distinct counterpoint to her husband. The
other thing that Jeff noticed was his own manhood.
During the initial worry about his wife he had lost his
semi hard-on. Now that he had gotten a look at his
mother-in-law, his penis started to grow again. It's
not every day that you get a look at your wife's mother
dressed as she was.
Jeff turned his attention back to his wife. "Come on,
you need a drink." He led her to the bar and ordered
two iced Grey Goose vodkas. They both bolted the
drinks. Susan could feel the ice cold beverage slide
down her throat and hit her stomach. Once they were
done he ordered two more.
"How are you doing?" he asked.
"As well as can be expected, I guess."
"So, what do you want to do, leave?"
She hesitated for a minute before answering. How could
she leave all of this? A lot of people will attest to
the fact that sex is like a drug. The more you get the
more you want. They had gotten bored at the old swing
club. This was new and exciting as hell. On the other
side of the coin, her PARENTS were in the same room and
all of them were dressed in clothes meant for one
thing; to excite. "No, I won't give this up."
"So, now what?"
"Let's pretend they aren't even there."
"OK, it's your call. Let's get one more drink and then
sit down." He ordered 2 Pinot Gris, handing one to
Susan. He took her hand and started to lead her back to
their table the long way around, away from her parents.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"You don't want to go anywhere near them do you?"
"Not really, but I won't slink around wondering where
they are all the time either. I'll never have any fun.
We are going to act like we don't know them and have
our usual good time." The last few words came out a
little slurred considering how much Susan had had to
drink.
Jeff shrugged his shoulders and led her back the way
they had come.
As they were passing within 10 feet of her parent's
table her dad strode over to meet them. Susan saw him
approach first and started to squeeze Jeff's hand in a
death grip. As he reached them her dad said, "Good
evening, the auction is about to start and my partner
wondered if you would like to sit with us to watch." As
he said this he indicated Susan's mother sitting at the
table.
She was smiling at the three of them and her eyes
sparkled behind her mask. She stood up and indicated
two empty seats. This approach was a very normal event
at Anonymous Encounter; usually. It's how people meet
and connect. It's just unusual for your father to do
the inviting at your mother's suggestion.
Jeff couldn't speak. He could only look from mom to dad
to Susan. This was her issue, not his. Deep down he
knew he would love the opportunity to ball his wife's
mother. All eyes were on Susan. She had completely
stiffened up at her father's approach. After what
seemed like an eternity, her body relaxed, her grip
loosened and she struck a more natural yet slightly
coquettish pose. "Sure, we would love to."
Jeff's heart skipped a beat. Yes? She said Yes? He
couldn't believe it. Here was his wife standing in
front of her father wearing fine lace lingerie and
thigh high stockings while he wore see thru briefs
which displayed his manhood and she was willing to sit
with him. Wow!
Before he could voice any concerns or misgivings his
wife started to follow her father to the table. The
only thing he could do was follow.
As they got closer, Jeff could get a better look at his
mother-in-law. She made a point of coming out from
around the table to meet them. As stated earlier, she
was a very petite woman. Her gown came down to just
past her knees but she might as well have been naked.
Jeff could clearly tell that she was clean shaven and
her labia was like his wife's, very prominent. She
stood in black patent leather 3 inch heels which
accentuated her slim legs.
Some women in older age will fill out and others become
very thin. Susan's mom was the latter with good muscle
tone as she worked out. Her breasts were a small A cup
which was different than his wife. Susan must have
gotten her larger boobs from her dad's side of the
family. Jeff found mom's very intriguing as it was
different from what he was used too.
Her mother smiled brightly as they arrived saying,
"Good evening. I'm so glad you chose to join us. I saw
you cross the room and knew that I just HAD to meet
you. I love your lingerie dear. It shows off your form
very well." She turned to her partner and asked "Don't
you agree sweetheart?"
"Absolutely" was the reply as the man's eyes traveled
over Susan from head to toe several times.
Susan blushed and in a very quiet voice thanked them.
"I know we aren't supposed to give hints about who we
are or where we live but I would love to find out later
where you got that beautiful lingerie."
The scrutiny was getting to Susan so she sat down in
one of the proffered chairs. Susan's mother then turned
her attention towards Jeff. "Please, come and sit
beside me. I would love to be able to admire that
beautiful thing between your legs as we chat."
Susan's mother's name was Andrea and her dad's was
David but of course they could not be used in
conversation at Anonymous Encounter. What surprised
Jeff was their roll reversal. Andrea was very animated
and aggressive and seemed to be in control of the
situation. Usually Andrea was the supportive wife to
the big executive, which she did incredibly well.
Tonight she led the conversation and seemed to run the
show.
Susan's mom sat down and turned to face Jeff. She
tucked one foot under herself on the seat in a figure
four style so that her vulva was on display. "So,"
Andrea asked "how long have you been involved in A.E.?"
"A.E.?" Jeff inquired.
Andrea laughed and slapped Jeff's upper thigh playfully
"Anonymous Encounter." She explained while leaving her
hand on her son-in-laws leg about 3 inches from his
cock.
"Oh, of course. This is our second party."
"We missed the last one." She turned to Susan. "Did you
have a good time?"
Without looking directly at her mother she answered
yes.
"And what type of adventures did you get into hmmm?"
"A little of this and that. Nothing spectacular."
"Oh come now; the whole purpose of this gathering is to
be naughty. You can't tell me you didn't have some
fun." With a little bit of tone Andrea forcefully asked
again "What type of adventures did you get into
sweetheart?"
The displeased mother tone caused Susan's head to snap
up and look directly into her inquisitor's eyes. "I got
to fuck a Great Dane. I experienced true animal lust."
Andrea looked at her husband. "Did you hear that dear?
Our guests truly are the adventurous type. She had a
dog enter her." David gave a small moan which caused
Susan to look over at her dad. "Did he cum inside you?"
Andrea probed.
Before anything else could be said, the M.C. walked out
onto the stage and started the auction to a large round
of applause. Everyone at the table shifted their
attention from each other to him.
The rules were simple. Guests could action off
themselves, certain parts of themselves to be used or
certain sexual acts.
The first person to come out onto the stage was the guy
with the freakish penis and bidding began.
Susan's mom commented that she had paid to use that
before and it was magnificent. This guy did not draw a
huge sum because he was always here, she added.
The next auction involved a woman in leather thigh
length boots and a choker coming out on stage with a
naked man. There was some heated whisperings between
them and then the man proceeded to get down on his
hands and knees facing away from the audience.
The M.C. handed the mike to the woman who explained
that this man's virgin ass was up for auction. Due to
the earlier whispers, the M.C. asked the guy if it was
his wish to auction off the use of his ass. He
confirmed it. As the bidding began, the woman spread
his ass cheeks apart and yelled to the crowd that the
only thing ever put into it was her finger. She
guaranteed it would be tight and he would fuck whoever
won to within an inch of their lives.
The poor guy's head hung so low in shame yet he spread
his legs further apart for everyone to see. Andrea said
that it was too bad that they already had plans of the
night or she would have bought him for her partner.
There was some spirited bidding with the final bid
coming from a couple only a few tables away from where
they were sitting.
The last thing to be auctioned off was the Great Dane.
The room went into a frenzy. Women's hands were flying
up everywhere placing bids. The same thing happened
last time when Susan had won the honor.
The auction finally came down to two women that did not
want to loose. They went back and forth until the final
bid ended up being over $145,000 for the privilege.
"My, that was rather entertaining" commented Andrea.
"Why don't we take a walk around and then get another
drink?" Before anyone could answer she was up and
pulling her husband out of his chair.
Arm in arm, both couples started to wander along the
edge of the room, Susan and Jeff following her parents.
This gave Jeff some time to both ogle his mother-in-
laws ass and try and ask his wife what the hell was
going on. Ogling Andrea's ass was easy. She slowly
strutted in front of them giving Jeff an opportunity to
have a great look. For her age, she was very toned with
little sag.
His cock hung out of his ring at half mast just
watching her. Trying to talk to his wife was harder.
She seemed to be looking everywhere but at him. He was
basically being ignored! He attempted to engage her in
quiet conversation but she just kept shaking her head
'no'.
A couple of tables from their own they came across a
study in contrast. A very heavy-set woman was on the
floor on all fours, her breasts so large and pendulous
that her nipples scraped the floor. There was a young
man that was in incredible shape fucking her from
behind like a jackhammer. His well muscled body
repetitively slammed into her pillowy large ass,
causing it to shake. His strong hands grasped her huge
hips and his biceps bulged with the efforts of pulling
her onto his pole.
His body glistened with sweat from his exertions,
adding even more definition to his ripped body. Another
equally muscular and beautiful man knelt in front of
her as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft. His
sculpted glutes contracted every time he thrust his
rigid member into her mouth. Their incessant and
enthusiastic fucking of the obese woman caused her
whole body to roll and ripple. And of course they all
were all wearing the required mask.
A little further on the foursome encountered two men
that were lying on their sides in a 69 suckling each
other. Each had gripped their partner's ass to allow
full control of penetration. Andrea stopped to watch
the men enjoy each other. As they stood there watching
Susan thought for a second about the power of
anonymity. She and Jeff had spent several years in the
Swing world and she had never seen so many displays of
gay male sex as she did at Anonymous Encounter.
During the last visit and this one they had witnessed
more acts performed between men than in the rest of her
sexual life. Was it that more men had bisexual urges
that most would admit and were not comfortable
displaying them until they could hide behind a mask?
Her thoughts were interrupted by her mother. "My,
someone seems to enjoy equal opportunity recreation."
As she said this she reached out and ran her index
finger along the underside of Jeff's penis which had
become very hard.
"I'll have to keep that in mind for later. Good boy."
She then nonchalantly turned and moved on. Susan's
mother had just touched her son-in-laws cock!
As they moved through the room, they saw myriad
displays of sexual release. Couples, groups, singles;
every combination seemed to be represented.
Occasionally one of the foursome would make comment
about what they were witnessing. As they walked, Susan
kept getting wetter and wetter. Everything she saw
turned her on and it was intensified greatly by the
company of her parents.
They stopped to watch a black woman squatting over a
Sybian fuck machine. She shrieked and screamed as she
experienced orgasm after orgasm. Susan's clit hardened
and poked itself out into her panties just from
watching the machine in use. She had experienced one on
a few occasions and knew what this woman was feeling.
Just before reaching the bar they passed the old woman
that Susan and Jeff had seen before. She was sprawled
out on top of a table with her spindly legs sticking up
in the air. The boy she was with was sitting in a chair
licking and nibbling at her crotch. Another older woman
was on her knees between the boy's legs
enthusiastically sucking his small cock. Susan felt
herself gush as she passed by.
She was stopped from proceeding by a slight pull on her
arm. Her mother instructed her father and Jeff to
proceed to the bar and get a bottle of wine. They were
going to wait for them here.
After the men left, both Susan and Andrea observed the
May / October sexual romance. As the woman sucking the
young man's cock sped up, Susan could have sworn that
she saw the boy's whole body quiver. She also noticed
her mother's breathing get deeper.
"She is a very lucky woman," Andrea noted, a slight
catch in her voice.
"Which one?" queried Susan.
"Does it matter? It must be an incredible experience to
play with someone so much older or younger. It would be
like fucking someone old enough to be your parent or
young enough to be your child." As Andrea finished this
statement, she turned and looked at Susan's with a
mischievous twinkle in her eyes. Susan involuntarily
squeezed her thighs together at her mother's comment.
Her nipples got that much harder as well. "Well dear,
it's just a thought" stated Andrea.
While waiting for the wine, they continued to watch the
three perform. Within minutes, the boy hunched forward
and obviously came in the kneeling woman's mouth. After
he finished, he stood and while still hard, he sunk his
small penis into the old woman laid out on the table.
"Ah, the power of youth" whispered Susan's mom.
Once the men returned they all made their way back to
their table. As they sat David noted that the table
next to theirs had three couples at it. All three women
were laying on the table with their heads in the middle
and their asses at the edge of the round table. They
looked like three spokes on a wheel. Each one had a man
between their legs fucking them. As the family sat down
and the wine was poured someone at the next table
yelled 'switch' and the men moved one woman to the
left.
Once settled Andrea struck up their previous
conversation. "You never did answer my earlier question
my dear. Did the dog from the last party cum inside
you?"
Susan dropped her gaze to the table and said "Yes he
did." This elicited a moan from David.
Andrea wouldn't let the conversation go. "Did you cum?
Did you cum because a dog was fucking you?" This last
question was delivered in a voice that demanded an
answer.
Susan mumbled a reply what was drowned out by the party
noise.
"Answer me!" snapped Andrea.
Keeping her eyes downcast she repeated louder "Yes."
"Of course you did dear. Of course you came while being
pounded by a large dog cock. I would have loved to have
seen it. Wouldn't you dear?" she asked her partner.
"Ohhh Yes," he replied.
Mom turned her attention back to Jeff. "I guess it must
have turned you on as well considering it has made you
hard talking about it now." With that she ran her hand
up his thigh and caressed his cock with her fingers.
With her other hand she lightly touched Susan's
shoulder to get her attention and asked "Did it excite
him?" indicating David. Susan shrugged. "Well, why
don't you check for me sweetheart? That's the whole
point of this organization isn't it?"
Susan shifted in her seat so that she could look around
the table at her father's crotch. He was indeed hard.
His penis was fully engorged and running along his
stomach but restricted by his sheer briefs. It was not
as long as her husband's but it was at least twice as
wide with a large pinkish dome. Once David realized his
daughter was looking at his package he spread his legs
somewhat to give her an unobstructed view.
"Yes, he's hard. He looks very hard," she reported
without taking her eyes off of it.
"I hope you don't mind me enjoying your man's lovely
package. His penis is beautiful." Andrea directed at
Susan. "No, of course not," came the reply.
Susan could still not believe the situation that she
was in. She was sitting with her PARENTS of all people
with everyone's genitalia on display to best advantage.
Her mom was stroking Jeff's penis right in front of
her. What was more inconceivable was that she had
admitted to her parents that she had been fucked by a
dog and loved it. There were so many conflicting
emotions crashing through her. On one hand she wanted
to shrivel up and die with shame and embarrassment.
She was for all intense and purposes naked in front of
her father. On the other hand she was so incredibly
turned on and wet. It had been a perverse thrill to see
both her father's reaction to the dog revelation and
his hard cock; the member that had created her so many
years ago. Her mother's attitude was just as shocking.
If it were not for Andrea's prodding, probing, and
aggressive demeanor, Susan would have bolted long ago.
It is always easier to go along for the ride as apposed
to driving the bus and tonight Andrea was definitely
behind the wheel.
Again someone at the next table yelled 'switch' and
each man moved another woman to the left.
Andrea then turned to David and asked if he was still
hard with the answer being yes. "Why don't you show us
dear?"
He gave a surreptitious glance towards Susan and then
stood up. He had gotten harder since the last time
Susan saw it. His turgid cock was now tenting out the
briefs he wore. There was also an obvious spot of pre-
cum leaking into the material. "Very nice darling. You
are obviously enjoying the company of our guests."
David just nodded. "But you look somewhat
uncomfortable. Why don't you unleash him my dear? Let
it breath a little." The direction was directed at
Susan, not David!
Susan was stunned. Her mother wanted her to take her
own father's cock out. She didn't know if she could do
it. Her sexual center was screaming at her to do it but
her mind wasn't to sure. Andrea prodded her. "Come my
dear, can't you see how restricted he is. I just know
he would love it if you would just free him." She
leaned forward and whispered into Susan's ear "I know
you want to. It's so wicked and that's why you want to.
Release him so you can get a better view."
Susan swallowed hard and then looked up into her
father's eyes. From behind his mask they seemed to be
boring in to her soul and begging her to do it at the
same time. Without even a sidelong glance towards her
husband, she stood up and moved around the table
towards her goal. Andrea sat back and gripped Jeff's
meat harder. "I knew she would do it. Look at his cock
lurch. He wants her to."
Susan stood directly to the left of her daddy, her
breasts lightly pressing against his arm. Her nylon
encased leg brushed up against the back of his thigh.
This produced another gasp from him. He drank in the
sight of his daughter yet Susan could not look up at
him. After a moment's hesitation, she reached out
across him with both hands and grasped the top edge of
the nylon briefs at his hips. She pulled the hem out
and over the tip of his hard penis. Sliding it down the
length of his shaft she exposed her father.
Once reaching the base she pulled the hem out and down
further to expose his pendulous scrotum. She gave a
flick of her wrists and the hem snapped up underneath
and behind them. Her father stood with his cock and
balls completely exposed to everyone. During the whole
process, Susan managed to avoid direct contact with his
most intimate flesh to the great disappointment of
everyone else. Before anything else could happen, she
scampered back to her seat and sat down.
"Good girl" cooed her mother. "I knew that you could do
it. Does that feel better dear?" she queried her
husband. David nodded. Andrea sat forward and placed
her fingers under Susan's chin forcing her to lift her
head. "Look at him. Doesn't he look tasty? I haven't
seen him this hard in quite a long time. If you look
closely you can see that he is so hard his pulse
bounces it up and down. Have a good long look my dear."
Susan felt like she was at a car accident. She was
horrified at what she might see yet was so fascinated
that she couldn't or wouldn't look away. Her eyes ran
over her daddy's torso and pubic area. His balls were
hairless and pushed forward slightly by the waist band
like they were on display. His circumcised cock head
had a large dollop of pre-cum sitting in the slit. As
she looked on, it started to leak out and create a
thick clear strand that dangled off of the end and
started making its way towards the table.
"It appears as though my friend is in dire need of some
relief." Andrea noted. "We've reserved a private room
upstairs for this evening, would the two of you care to
join us?" This last statement was delivered in such a
nonchalant manner which did not nearly convey the
magnitude of the invite. This woman had just asked her
daughter and son-in-law if they would like to get
intimately involved with them!
Susan had another episode of 'deer in the headlights'.
She was stunned. Sitting with your parents while being
nearly naked is one thing, but to leave with them for
one obvious purpose? Her head kept screaming at her
that this was so wrong yet that was exactly what made
her so wet and turned on. Since she had been asked to
expose him, Susan hadn't taken her eyes off of her
father's hard sex. Her own wetness seemed to directly
match the ever increasing amount of pre-cum her father
produced. Her nipples had been jutting into the fine
lace bra she wore for the last fifteen minutes for all
to see.
Images of her childhood flashed through her head; her
father walking her to school on her first day, reading
to her before bed, comforting her when nightmares
scared her. Susan also remembered lying in bed as a
very early teen masturbating as images of her father
passed through her head just like most young girls do.
She loved her father. She loved him as much, if not
more, than her husband. But to sleep with him? To have
him enter her?
Her reverie was broken by her mother whispering in her
ear "Look at it. It was meant for you." She was talking
about her father's thick cock. "You know how good it
will feel. That's the reason you are here, to be
incredibly bad and enjoy every second of it. Stand up,
take his hand and go up stairs." Everything her mother
said sent shivers up and down her spine and through to
her cunt.
After another hesitation she slowly stood and walked
over to her father. She still did not take her eyes off
of his meat. She was still fascinated by it but worse,
couldn't look up into his face. She was ashamed of her
lust and need. Susan slipped her hand into his in
acquiescence. After doing so, she looked over at her
mother. Andrea's eyes danced with mischief, "Good
girl."
Susan's mom stood up and then turned to Jeff. Reaching
out, she grasped him by his hard-on and pulled him out
of his seat by it. "Come with Mama darling. Your
partner has decided she wants to play." Jeff had no
choice but to follow. Andrea started to lead him across
the room by his hard member. As they passed his father-
in-law and wife Jeff tried to get Susan's attention but
her head was still downcast and eyes averted. Susan
fell in to step behind them still holding her father's
hand.
They crossed the room which had become more sexually
charged. People were openly fucking and sucking in
groups, pairs and in every conceivable sexual
combination. And all still dutifully wore their masks
to hide their identities. They passed the young man
with the huge cock from the auction. He was on the
floor on his back with a blond woman hovering over him
trying to stuff the monster into her. She whined to a
man kneeling beside them that it was too big and it was
going to split her in two. In the next breath she
begged to have more shoved into her. Both the blond and
the huge man were stroking the companion's dick as he
provided encouragement to the pair.
Their not so Anonymous Encounter was going to progress
to the next level!
At the back of the ballroom (no pun intended,) they
came to the back stairs. Yet another plain masked
attendant was keeping vigil. Andrea spoke to the man,
providing an access code to prove a room was reserved.
He gave her their room number and moved out of the way
to let them pass. They proceeded up the wide staircase
and down the hall to the room indicated. Andrea let the
way into the room. Turning she started to give
directions. She instructed Susan to sit on the end of
the king sized bed in the room. She told her husband to
stay where he was by the door and indicated that Jeff
should follow her deeper into the room.
She led him over to the sitting area in the far corner
of the room and turned to face him. "Look behind me. Do
you see your wife sitting there waiting?" she asked in
a quiet voice only he could hear. As she spoke to Jeff
she slowly started to pump his meat. "Do you know what
is going to happen to her?" Jeff nodded yes. "No, what
I am asking is do you FULLY understand what is going to
happen to your wife, Jeff?"
His eyes widened and his gaze snapped from looking at
his wife to his mother-in-law's face. "Oh come now, we
all now who is in this room. The rules of the club may
as well not apply. Now answer my question." Jeff nodded
yes. "Is that why your cock is so hard sweetie?" Again
the nod. "Are you going to make me feel good after I
get these two started?" Jeff gasped and pushed his hips
out towards her and thereby moving himself deeper into
her hand.
"I'll take that as a yes," she chuckled. "Take mommy's
nightie off please, it's time to play."
Jeff reached down and lifted the hem of her see thru
garment. As he raised it up and over her head he
inspected her body. He was going to have the
opportunity to fuck his gorgeous mature mother-in-law.
She indicated a large armchair and told him to sit.
"Now watch the show. The rules are no interruptions and
no touching yourself. That is going to be my job."
Before she left, she bent and placed her lips to
Jeff's. He felt her tongue invade his mouth in an
incredibly passionate kiss. As she probed his mouth
Jeff reached up and caressed her right breast.
"Remember, no touching."
Once disengaged, she strutted across the room to her
husband wearing only her pumps. She hugged him and
whispered something in his ear. He groaned deeply which
made her chuckle. Taking his hand she led him over to
the bed and stood him in front of Susan. Andrea grabbed
the shear briefs still covering his ass and removed
them. She then sat down beside her daughter. "Look at
him sweetheart. You did that to him. Go on, look!"
Susan lifted her head enough to come eye level with her
father's fuck stick. "See how wide it is. I think it is
going to stretch you very wide but you're going to
enjoy it. Let's show him how stiff your nipples really
are." Her mother reached behind and unclasped the bra
which then fell in her lap. Susan's nipples were
already rock hard but once her breasts were exposed in
all their glory they broke out in goose bumps. Her dad
tentatively reached out to touch them but Andrea
slapped his hand. "Not yet. You get to play when I tell
you to."
Mom climbed up on the bed behind her daughter. Reaching
around and under Susan's arms, she cupped and lifted
her offspring's breasts like an offering. "Look at her.
Aren't her breasts magnificent? So much bigger than
mine. Are they sensitive baby?" As she asked, Andrea
used her index fingers to scrape back and forth across
her nipples. She received MMMMmmmmmmm as a response. "I
bet you've fantasized about breasts just like these
haven't you?" she asked David.
"Oh God, yes."
"Climb up on the bed with me Angel." She gently pulled
Susan up the bed. Andrea still stayed behind her
supporting the upper half of her body and cupping her
tits. Now her stocking clad legs were stretched out on
the bed towards her father. In this position mother
could whisper in her daughter ear. "Take off your
pretty little panties and show him. Show him your very
special place." This extracted a loud whimper from
Susan. Like most families, as a young girl her family
had a cute name for genitals and it was 'special
place'. Her mother's double meaning wasn't lost on her.
"Go on, you know you want him to see you."
After kicking off her heels, Susan hesitantly drew her
knees up to her butt. Hooking her thumbs around the
gossamer lace of her panties she started to draw them
down her long legs. Once they were off and her legs
extended again she demurely crossed her ankles to keep
them together. "No, no, no. That won't do" admonished
her mother. "You want him to see you, don't you? You
want him to see how pretty you are?"
Susan let out a little girl like whine. Andrea let go
of her breast and placing her arms straight out on
either side of her daughter. Moving her fingers in a
'give me' motion towards Susan's knees she said "Come
now. Let's show him how beautiful your special place
is."
Very hesitantly and with two false starts, Susan drew
her legs up again with her knees together, this time
without anything covering her crotch. Her mother slid
her hands underneath her daughter's knees and finished
drawing them up to her chest. This afforded David a
view of his daughter's naked lips peaking out between
her closed thighs. He started to breathe very rapidly.
His cock was so hard that it hurt slightly!
"Now, spread your legs baby. I won't do that for you.
You need to decide if you want to do that all on your
own." Everything was at a standstill. Susan's mother
held her knees up to her chest but made no effort to
move them out. She looked down over her knees at her
father standing before her, naked with his blood
engorged shaft pointed at her. She was so conflicted.
How could her mother have manipulated the situation to
get her to this stage?! It wasn't fair. And then she
realized that her mother did not force her to do
anything. Mom just gave her opportunities which she
took of her own free will, although reluctantly. Susan
finally admitted to herself that she was here because
she wanted to be. Her body and subconscious knew this
long ago, that's why she was so turned on and wet. It
was her conscious brain that had to let go.
As it did, her legs let go as well. She looked up into
her daddy's masked face as she parted her legs and let
him look at her most private of places. She could see
his eyes get bigger as he took in her labia. The more
her legs parted the more her nether lips did also. She
was so wet and turned on that her folds opened like a
flower to allow him to see her in all her glory. As her
knees opened her shyness and hesitation dissipated.
Yes, this was what she wanted! She had done so many
other things sexually that would be considered kinky or
inappropriate, why the hell couldn't she fuck her own
father? Susan didn't just spread her legs; she opened
them as far as they would go. She wanted him to be able
to see all of her. Susan got a perverse pleasure in
tilting her pubis up to display her cunt even more to
her father.
Andrea chuckled in her ear realizing that Susan had
finished battling her demons. "That's it; show him how
beautiful you are. Show him what is between your legs."
Susan was done being shy. She placed her own hands on
her inner thighs and ran them up her nylons to her
snatch. Although she was already open, she spread
herself more by pulling her engorged lips back. "Look
at me. Look in side of me. Look at how wet you made
me."
This last statement was delivered like an accusation.
She then shifted her fingers to rub her clit which
caused her to start moaning from deep down inside of
herself.
Andrea let go of her daughter's thighs, no longer
needing to provide encouragement. She beaconed to her
husband to climb up onto the bed between his child's
legs. He moved like lightning but before he could even
attempt to enter his daughter, Andrea placed a hand on
his chest. David's iron bar of a cock was only inches
away from the most forbidden place on earth to him. He
wanted so desperately to slip into her but his wife
would not allow it, not yet.
With her baby cradled in her arms and leaning back
against her, Andrea placed her mouth against Susan's
ear and whispered "Touch him." With a trembling hand
due to excitement now and not fear, Susan reached out
and lightly grasped the one penis she should never
touch. She slid her fingers around the flared head and
then tried to wrap her hand around her daddy's
hardness. He was so wide that she couldn't make her
fingers touch.
"AAAhhhhwwwwwwww!" moaned David. This was the first
contact his prick had received tonight and he was so
incredibly turned on.
"Not too much dear, we want him to cum in you, not on
you" warned mom.
As Susan stroked her father lightly, Andrea broke one
of the cardinal rules of The Anonymous Encounter. She
reached up and untied the ribbons holding David's mask
on. "I think you want to know exactly who is fucking
you, hmmm?"
"YES" Susan hissed.
Andrea looked into her husband's face. "Are you ready
to do what you have always dreamed of dear?"
"More than ready!" he panted.
Andrea turned to look at Jeff. "I haven't forgotten
about you. Come here my boy, I have a job for you." He
extricated himself from the armchair and made his way
over to the bed, his hard meat leading the way. Mom
indicated that he should climb up on the bed beside his
wife's outstretched thighs which he did. Speaking to
her son-in-law she said "You look incredibly hard and
incredibly turned on. Do you like what is happening to
your wife?" Jeff could only nod as he stared at his
lover's snatch and her father's cock in such proximity
to each other.
"Prove to me that you want to watch Susan fuck her
daddy. Show me that you want your wife to take the one
cock that she should never have." In a firm voice
Andrea commanded "Put him inside her. Show him the way
Jeff."
He swallowed hard and then reached out to grasp his
father-in-laws thick manhood. It was so incredibly soft
yet rock hard at the same time. More subconsciously and
out of habit than anything else, he pumped it up and
down a few times which caused a grunt from David.
Susan whimpered "Please, Please. I want him."
Jeff pulled lightly on the cock in his hand which
caused David to lean towards the prize he so wanted. As
contact was made Susan's lips parted further and kissed
the head of his dick. Jeff, the consummate lover, moved
the head up and down the slit of his wife's snatch to
properly lubricate the missile that was about to invade
her. Not that they really needed it as she was soaking
wet and he was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum.
David put his hands on his daughter's knees and pushed
them out even further. He wanted her completely open to
him. As he started to push, Susan felt the lips around
her soft quivering cunt slowly start to stretch open.
The elastic rimmed tightness resisted for a moment and
then gave way before the hard pressure. "OOOOOHHHHHHH
GODDDDD YESSSSSS!!" screamed Susan as her father
stretched and slid in to her most intimate of places.
Jeff was finally forced to let go of the erection in
his hand as dad finally started to bottom out.
"So sweet...mmm...mmmy... little...girl," David huffed.
Andrea slowly slipped out from behind her daughter so
that Susan could lay flat and receive all of David. As
she sat beside the incestuous couple, she untied
Susan's mask also. Now father and daughter could see
exactly who and what they were doing. Leaning up she
told her husband to look at who he was fucking. This
caused him to push forward until he was fully buried
and then he did not move. From long experience she knew
her husband was trying to avoid cumming.
She couldn't blame him; everyone was on such an erotic
high that they were all ready to go. She hadn't even
touched herself and just watching this event unfold had
brought her to the brink. She decided that she had
better set Susan off so that father and daughter could
orgasm at the same time.
She lay down beside her offspring and asked her if she
liked daddy's cock inside her.
"Yes Mommy, he feels so good inside me. I've never been
stretched so wide. Daddy makes me feel so hot." All of
this was in the little girl voice she used to get her
way as a teenager.
"Can you feel his balls brush up against your asshole
honey?" As she asked, she started to caress her
daughter's breasts.
Susan nodded.
"I'm so glad you're fucking your daddy. He has
fantasized about you for a long time. He has always
wanted to feel his little girl wrapped around his fat
cock. Kiss daddy for me baby."
Susan lifted her head and latched her lips onto her
father. Both Jeff and Andrea could see both of their
tongues working in a sinful and unnatural coupling.
Father and daughter were connected at both mouth and
crotch. During it all Susan kept letting out high
pitched whines.
She finally broke the kiss by throwing herself back on
the bed, her arms over her head and arching her spine.
This jammed her pubis and clit down on her father's
rigid member while thrusting her nipples forward.
"Daaaaaddy, oh DADDDY! Uuunnnh, uuuuuunnnh, uuunnn!
Uuunn, cuuuumingggg for... daaaaaady!
Her abdominal muscles rippled, the cords of her neck
stood out, and her hips hunched up against her father
uncontrollably as she had one of the most earth
shattering orgasms of her life. It was as though
lightning was coursing back and forth through her
entire body. And it was all caused by her father's rod
buried deeply inside her.
Being so sexually excited all evening, feeling Susan's
wet walls ripple around his prick and hearing his own
daughter repeat 'daddy' was too much. He was leaning up
on his outstretched arms looking down on his little
princess as she had wave after wave of orgasm. With a
great bellow he thrust his cock as deeply as he could
into his little girl and flooded her with his seed; the
very essence that made her so many years ago.
After his first scream he made no more sound, this
orgasm was too powerful but it was etched on his face.
Susan stared up at her father throughout both of their
peaks. She did not want to miss a single second of her
coupling with daddy.
As father and daughter ground their crotches together
to maximize their pleasure a huge volley of semen
landed on Susan's chest. Her husband had never
witnessed anything so erotic and could not take any
more. He had grasped his own rod and in three strokes,
started his own journey of bliss. Glob after glob flew
out of the end of his cock and landed on his wife and
father-in-law.
Not to be left out, Andrea used two elegant fingers to
flick her own engorged clit back and forth a few times
and started her own orgasm. Yes, her plan had worked
out perfectly. She watched father and daughter fuck in
front of her which fueled the bloom of heat that
started in her clit and washed through her whole body.
Yes, she knew EXACTLY how Susan was feeling at that
precise moment. There was nothing more special that an
orgasm given to you by your daddy.
As she collapsed onto the bed enjoying the aftershocks
of her cum, Andrea thought about the next gathering of
The Anonymous Encounter. Should she invite Jeff's
parents or Susan's brother Christian? She decided to
leave that up to Susan when she felt Jeff's hardness
brush up against her as he lay down behind his mother-
in-law.
The foursome didn't leave their room for another two
and a half hours.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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